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List of things Kevin did/was revealed he had done in TSC that broke my heart:

(TW: Mentions of suicide/suicide attempt)

TSC Spoilers below

He gave Jean postcards and magnets from his travels because Jean never got to see the world the way he did and Jean cherished them dearly.

He made Jean promise he wouldn't try to kill himself again, and Jean is still holding on to that promise. Kevin once again, making sure to protect his loved ones in the tough-love manner (truly his father's son).

He gave advice to Jeremy as to how Jeremy can help Jean adjust, revealing some truths about Raven lifestyle and probably also exposing his own vulnerabilities.

"Will you teach me when he is not watching? It could be our little secret."

Things that just made me fall more in love with Kevin overall:

He was a drama queen to the Ravens as a distraction so he could help Jean.

Kevin being described as a bitch, diva, drama queen etc

"Take Kevin's name out of your ignorant mouth."

Kevin being so caring overall with Jean (holding his hand, being soft with him and giving him a better chance with the Trojans)

Jean defending Kevin. "He has earned the right to be arrogant."

Kevin being a lot more confident, especially after changing the tattoo, standing his ground, and being something stable for Jean to lean on.

Jeremy trusting Kevin that he wouldn't fuck the Trojans over with Jean, because he knows Kevin and he knows he is a good friend.

Beautiful boy Kevin leaning into Jean's space, whispering French in secret behind Riko's back.

Nora was truly honest when she mentioned that we would be getting a whole new perspective of Kevin.

Feel free to add more if I missed any.

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He Tells Me Worship In The Bedroom

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Rating: Mature

Fandom: A Court of Thorns and Roses Series - Sarah J. Maas

Characters: Azriel (ACoTaR), Cassian (ACoTaR)

Relationships: Azriel/Cassian (ACoTaR)

Additional Tags: Fluff, Implied Sexual Content, Character Study, Relationship Study, Established Relationship

Language: English

It was unusual for Cassian to awake before Azriel and yet he had, that morning. Maybe it was the sickly smell of death that did it. Cassian never truly got used to that. Even after so many years.

Read HERE

#acotar fic #acotar fanfic #acowar fanfic #azriel #cassian #cazriel fanfic

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I, for one, think Azriel is a pretty little pillow-princess who needs to be pampered by his beloved and no I do not take arguments on this why do you ask?

(btw yes ofc that beloved is Cassian, who else?) (okay, maybe Eris, if the fic is rlly good)

#Acotar #a court of thorns and roses #Azriel #Cassian #Cazriel

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Forgive the boat metaphor but

Being a rarepair shipper in the ACOTAR fandom is actually lovely for a very specific reason

Bc I sit here in my lil rarepair rowboat, watching these two massive fleets attack each other but their decks are filled with either

Toddlers who have just discovered that opinions exist, that theirs is maybe not the One Only Correct One and that people can actually *gasp* disagree w them

or people who obsessively try to twist canon to vindictively roast the other ship, not realizing they're just proving to everyone who has gone to school that they don't know how literary analysis works

or just straight up mean-spirited people who can't let other people ship in peace

And I think back on the days when "ship and let ship" was the golden rule and people who involved themselves in shipwars were side-eyed like the weirdos they were and I think

Maybe

Just maybe, it isn't so bad to be here with minimal content, at least we don't have to wade through all of that when we search it up...

#Cazriel #Azris #Acotar #acomaf #Acosf #Im not tagging the two ships in the war this post is referencing but you know who im talking about probably #Out from my clear pattern w azriel here... #a court of thorns and roses

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I was re-reading ACOMAF and came across the scene where Cassian shielded Azriel from Hybern's powers resulting in his wings shredding and oh my God, can you imagine how much self loathing Azriel must have inflicted on himself during Cassian's recovery? His brother, who had taught him how to fly properly and use his wings had sacrificed his own to protect him and it makes me love the bat boys even more.

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Omg came here after spite what the heck is azris and why am i liking it sm!!! Anyway if youre taking requests for fics could you please please please do dom azriel and sub eris??? But no pressure if you dont want to though!

Apologies for the late reply, I'm not all that active on this blog as of late😅 I'm not really taking requests, as I have quite a few multi-chapter fics I'm working on (and rewriting a current one), hopefully another author can give you a more satisfactory answer

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Not Much, Not Enough

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Rating: General Audiences

Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Characters: Percy Weasley

Additional Tags: Angst, Panic Attacks, Trauma, Ministry of Magic (Harry Potter), Book 7: Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

Language: English

Percy followed orders, and that was it. His father had certainly done nothing to change Percy’s mind on that. He'd basically told Percy that when he’d returned home to tell the exciting news of his promotion.

"You’re going to follow orders no matter what, and eventually it’ll be too late to rectify them."

Read HERE

#percy weasley #harry potter #deathly hallows #hp fanfic #percy weasley fanfiction

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Unintentionally Unsaid

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Rating: General Audiences

Fandom: Captive Prince - C. S. Pacat

Relationships: Laurent & Nikandros (Captive Prince)

Characters: Laurent (Captive Prince), Nikandros (Captive Prince)

Additional Tags: Angst with a Happy Ending, Friendship, Hurt/Comfort, Politics, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con, Implied/Referenced Underage, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD

Language: English

Damen has left for Isthima on a political mission, leaving his love and best friend to rule in his stead. Nikandros doesn't think it will be a problem, until Laurent starts acting...strange.

Read Chapter 1 of 2 HERE

#laurent of vere #nikandros #captive prince #captive prince fanfiction

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Singer, Our Singer

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Rating: General Audiences

Fandom: A Court of Thorns and Roses Series - Sarah J. Maas

Characters: Azriel (ACoTaR), Azriel's shadows

Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Found Family, Angst, Protectiveness, Trauma, Familial Abuse, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse

Language: English

They didn't know how they came to exist, all they knew was a little, scared boy who needed them.

Or; How Azriel's shadows came into being.

Part 5 of the His Shadow'verse series

Read it HERE

#acotar #acotar fanfiction #azriel #azriel fanfiction #acotar fanfic

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Spite

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Rating: Explicit

Fandom: A Court of Thorns and Roses Series - Sarah J. Maas

Relationships: Azriel/Eris Vanserra

Characters: Azriel (ACoTaR), Eris Vanserra

Additional Tags: Anal Sex, Porn with Feelings, Porn With Plot, Teasing, Manhandling, Anal Fingering, mild dirty talk, Feelings

Language: English

Azriel had never considered himself particularly attracted to males. It just wasn’t something he’d ever really thought about or thought he’d ever want. And then Eris Vanserra smirked at him and his shadows whispered this is dangerous.

Read Chapter 1 of 3 HERE

#acotar #a court of thorns and roses #eris vanserra #azriel #azris #acotar fanfiction #a court of thorns and roses fanfiction

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The ACOTAR fandom truly proves that if you're enough of a whiny bitch, all fun, creative people will leave the fandom bc they're tired of

1. Self-entitled brats who make jokes about KIDNAPPING THE AUTHORS SON bc they didn't get their way. Fucking grow up

2. BULLY A GODDAMN ACTRESS OFF SOCIAL MEDIA bc of a fancast, bc nobody can have fucking FUN a FUCKING FICTIONAL STORY

3. Act like headcanons/ppl joking around abt ships/ships in general/people disliking characters is some big personal attack on them bc it doesn't fit their view of how the bokks, which THEY DIDN'T EVEN FUCKING WRITE

Fuck you all

I'm done defending this fucking fandom

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Counting the Years By

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Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Fandom: A Court of Thorns and Roses Series - Sarah J. Maas

Relationships: Eris Vanserra & Lucien Vanserra, Lucien Vanserra & Original Character(s), Eris Vanserra & Original Character(s)

Characters: Eris Vanserra, Lucien Vanserra, Original Male Character(s), Lucien Vanserra's brothers, Beron Vanserra

Additional Tags: Coming of Age, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Emotional/Psychological Abuse, Physical Abuse, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con, Implied/Referenced Suicide, Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Brotherly Love, Brotherly Affection, Child Abuse

Language: English

The Vanserra brothers by the years, their growing up, and actions after the War.

Beron's mark never leaves them, not truly.

(Updates weekly)

Part 4 of the Vanserra Legacy Series

Read Chapter 1 HERE

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Also luvs here's my new fanfic centering around what a wonderful big bro Eris is, go enjoy it❤️:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/29857932/chapters/73469670

I fucking can't with booktok I swear people on there are high on something out of this fucking planet. They just chilling there saying shit like YEAH ERIS AND AZRIEL ✨NEEDS✨ TO HAPPEN oH My GoD

AND I'M LIKE, WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT? DO YOU HEAR YOURESELFFLFKFJSNANAK FUUCK ARE YOU THE DUMBEST PERSON ALIVE?????????

THEY EVEN HAVE A FUCKING SHIP NAME

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Thoughts We Dared Not Think Under the Mountain

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Rating: Explicit

Fandom: A Court of Thorns and Roses Series - Sarah J. Maas

Relationships: Eris Vanserra & Lucien Vanserra

Characters: Eris Vanserra, Lucien Vanserra, Original Male Character(s), Lucien Vanserra's brothers

Additional Tags: Angst, Pain, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con, Implied/Referenced Torture, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Brotherly Love

Language: English

Eris has been trapped Under the Mountain for fifty years when Lucien is suddenly brought into Amarantha's throne room, bloodied and beaten. He's doing everything in his power to ensure his brothers will stay out of harm's way, but Amarantha's rule makes caring dangerous...

Part 3 of the Vanserra Legacy Series

Read it HERE.

#acotar #acotar fanfiction #acotar fanfic #lucien vanserra #eris vanserra #beron vanserra #a court of thorns and roses #a court of mist and fury #a court of wings and ruin

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An Honor Worth Receiving

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Rating: Explicit

Fandom: Captive Prince - C. S. Pacat

Relationships: Nikandros/Theomedes (Captive Prince)

Characters: Nikandros (Captive Prince), Theomedes (Captive Prince)

Additional Tags: First Time, Age Difference, Anal Sex, Oral Sex, Implied/Referenced Drug-Induced Sex

Language: English

As Nikandros muses over his rise in honour, the King takes note of him, and approaches him with an offer.

Or: Nikandros gets fucked by the King

Read it HERE

#captive prince #captive prince fanfiction #nikandros #theomedes

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Lessons Learned

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Rating: Explicit

Fandom: Captive Prince - C. S. Pacat

Relationships: Makedon/Nikandros (Captive Prince), Jord/Nikandros (Captive Prince), Jord/Nikandros/Makedon (Captive Prince)

Characters: Nikandros (Captive Prince), Makedon (Captive Prince), Jord (Captive Prince)

Additional Tags:  Post-Canon, Anal Sex, Dirty Talk, Anal Fingering, Threesome - M/M/M, Oral Fixation, Drug-Induced Sex, Aphrodisiacs, Creampie, Sloppy Seconds, Coming Untouched, Multiple Orgasms

Language: English 

Nikandros has noticed Jord staring at him; staring at him in want. Someone else has noticed, too, and doesn't plan on giving up his lover that easily

Read Chapter 1 of 2 HERE

#captive prince #nikandros #makedon #jord #captive prince fanfiction

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Breath of a New Spring

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Rating: Explicit

Fandom: A Court of Thorns and Roses Series - Sarah J. Maas

Relationships: Briar/Tamlin (ACoTaR), Tamlin (ACoTaR)/Tarquin (ACoTaR)

Characters: Tamlin (ACoTaR), Original Male Character(s), Briar (ACoTaR), Tarquin (ACoTaR)

Additional Tags: Character Study, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm, Character Growth, Coming of Age, Survivor Guilt, Hurt/Comfort, Forgiveness

Language: English

After the war, Tamlin is left to scramble in his guilt and unstable morals. It'll take a lot to take him back to the male he previously was, a lot more to make him believe in that male.

Read Chapter 1 of 5 under the cut

Tamlin walks awkwardly next to Neri Vanserra, trying to keep the tears from escaping his eyes. The battle is over. They’ve won. Sent Hybern back to its sad home. Soldiers are already celebrating, drunk and lustful. The hurt are being taken care of—Tamlin hasn’t seen Thesan rest for hours. And yet, Tamlin can’t bear to feel happy.

Victory has never tasted so much like defeat.

Tamlin has lost his court. Lost respect among his comrades. Lost any sense of self-respect. He can’t bear to rebuild it. Doesn’t deserve any kind of saving. So he walks next to Neri Vanserra and tries to not break.

“I appreciate what you did to Father, by the way,” Neri suddenly says, grinning, “I’ve never seen him so…weak”

Tamlin grins back, unsure of how to respond. Forcing Beron to join the fight was just a result of his own shame. A by-thought of scrambling his broken court and racing to the war. He’d burst into the Court, all anger and command, but he’d never been more tired in his life. Living had seemed more like a chore at that point. He would do what he needed to do. Then… Well, Tamlin had never been known for taking falls easily. People, if they didn’t understand, would not be surprised if he…

Neri’s hand lands on his shoulder. “Thank you,” he says and there is no doubt that he means it. His grip is tight, digging into Tamlin’s flesh. It feels sure. Real. Something to stay for. And Tamlin finds that he maybe can stay as the Spring Court’s Lord for a bit longer.

Neri grabs hold of some Autumn Court fae, orders him to do something Tamlin can’t hear. Because his own soldiers have set up camp close by. Are helping survivors and comforting the grieving. None of them have caught sight of him yet and he wants to hide. Gathering them to fight had been hard enough, watching them fight worse. He can’t look at them. Can’t let them look at him. He’s too ashamed. Of what he let Ianthe do to his men and his Court.

He sees all the other men he led into suffering and pain by letting Hybern into his Court. All the ones whose families were held hostage. All the ones who stayed in spite, to honour their oaths to him. All the ones who had known him since boyhood and watched him grow into a shameful male. He sees Mariam, that brave man who he had whipped because of Ianthe’s words. Feyre had stayed with him. Tamlin wished he had.

Mariam’s eyes suddenly snap to him, as if he’d sensed Tamlin stare on him. His eyes are unreadable. Tamlin wants to avert his gaze but can’t. Figures he has enough dignity left to meet the eyes of a male he hurt without cause. Mariam keeps staring; arms limp down his sides. He has his shirt off, probably has given it to someone who needs it more. Tamlin can glimpse welts over his shoulders—closed wounds that are still tainted slightly red. The sight of them does something to him. Brings a cold to his heart that he hasn’t felt in a long time.

“Excuse me,” he has half the mind to say to Neri. The male doesn’t seem to mind—doesn’t protest when Tamlin leaves him by himself. Tamlin starts making his way over to Mariam, aware of the unwanted attention it’ll bring him. His soldiers stop doing their tasks, hands pausing and feet hesitating. All seem to hold their breath. Mariam is still just staring.

Tamlin stops a small distance away from him, steeling himself to not look away. It is harder now that he’s caught his soldiers’ attention. “My Lord,” Mariam says with a tight tone, bows his head slightly. Mariam was from the continents—had never really settled into the Lording superiority system. Tamlin is shaking his own without even noticing, reaching out. “No,” he’s said far too quickly, “Don’t”

Mariam’s eyes widen, unsure, and Tamlin is reminded of a russet curl down over wide, brown eyes and a red blush high on sharp cheekbones. He itches to turn around and look at the male in the memory. They’d been so young. Innocent. Naïve, Tamlin’s father would say. In love, Tamlin’s mother would say. The memory aches in his chest.

“I think an apology is in order,” Tamlin says, surprised at how sure his voice sounds. Mariam’s eyes narrow and his arms crossed over his chest. There’s some murmuring around them. Tamlin swallows and thinks of how his father would roll in his grave if he knew what Tamlin was about to do.

He glances down for a second, and then kneels on the uneven ground. Someone drops something behind him. Tamlin feels his braided hair fall down over his shoulder as he lowers his head. “My Lord?” Mariam asks, his voice a hundred times more unsure than before.

“As I said, an apology”

Tamlin doesn’t recognize his own voice. His fingers are trembling where they’re resting on his own thigh, but, strangely, he doesn’t feel scared. He remembers the speeches he used to hold for his father, how mother’s eyes would sparkle with pride. How his father had looked partially worried and scared before he’d berated him. How he used to think for himself. Speak for himself. He opens his mouth and hopes that ability has just been dormant and not withered away completely.

“I will not say more,” he quietly explains; knows the wrong words will bring the wrong thoughts, “I fear there is nothing I can say to either excuse or justify my actions. I caused you pain when I should’ve protected you—as your High Lord there is no greater shame. I do not expect you to forgive me, and therefore will not request it of you. But the least you deserve is an apology”

Tamlin’s breathing heavily by the end of it, his mind reeling with the knowledge that his own voice has returned to him. Far too long those words that had come out of his mouth had been his father’s. What he’d learned from the only male he’d trusted for a long time.

There’s a touch to the crown of his head.

Tamlin swallows with it.

“I’ll admit, I hadn’t quite expected this, my Lord,” Mariam’s voice says, low, “But it is greatly appreciated”

Tamlin’s eyes rise again. Meet Mariam’s. The male has a slight smile on his lips, but it’s tainted with sadness and partway resentment. There’s angry muttering around them—courtiers and ladies insulted by Tamlin’s display. Tamlin finds he doesn’t care outside the looks of his men. His soldiers. They are the ones whom he would trust with his life. They are the ones who watched him grow. Who loved him. Before he turned into whatever he was now.

There’s approval in Mariam’s eyes. Some sort of trust and disbelief that Tamlin would even consider kneeling for a mere sentry-turned-soldier. It’s mirrored in the males around them; the ones with scars littering their bodies and blood haunting their eyes. Tamlin was always out of his element in a Court.

“My Lord,” Mariam says, and it sounds like so much more than a simple title, “Arise, now”

Read Chapter 2 of 5 HERE

#a court of thorns and roses #acotar #acotar fanfic #tamlin #tarquin