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korrinamoe · 2 months
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New Chapter: The Underpants Heist
Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6
Word Count: 13,933/67,897
Summary: Ridoc puts his land nav skills to the test when his squad gets pulled for RSC. As they try to find their way to the extraction point, Ridoc has to navigate his jealousy and growing feelings for Bodhi
Note: Some of the dialogue and action might very familiar because Violet was with Ridoc for this section of the book. However, the inner monologue is all new and all Ridoc. Plus, I added in a few scenes to fill in the gaps for the things that matter most to Ridoc.
Excerpt:
The air filled with the sound of wingbeats and the ground trembled as the riders’ dragons landed behind them, one by one. I see you, Ridoc.  I see you too. He wanted to run to Aotrom and throw his arms around the dragon. How many times have I told you no hugs?
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korrinamoe · 4 months
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HOFAS Bingo!
Write down your CC3 theories on these cards (designed by @korrinamoe) and check them off as you go! 20 more days to go!
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korrinamoe · 4 months
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Happy belated Winter Solstice!❤️
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korrinamoe · 4 months
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If you like glamorous ballgowns and Elucien, READ THIS NOWWW
Happy Holidays!
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@azrielshadowssing, I am so excited to finally share my @acotargiftexchange gift with you! It has been so much fun getting to know you over the past couple months. I tried to incorporate the things we talked about into the fic—which was more challenging than I thought it would be—and to write a cute story that showcased all my favorite things about Elain and Lucien.
We Could Follow the Sparks
After defeating the dark sorcerer Koschei, Elain and Lucien decide to try. Four months into their courtship, an invitation arrives from Helion Spell-Cleaver, asking Elain to attend the Day Court Winter Solstice Ball as his personal guest. As she gets ready for the night, doubts creep in and Elain wonders if she made a mistake in coming. How can she ever compare to all the fiery women in her mate's life? Throughout the evening, Elain and Lucien find common ground and consider their choices for the future. Will they or won't they choose each other?
I've never written Elucien before, so this was a fun, albeit a little stressful, experience. I hope you love it!
With love, Yams
Special thanks to @korrinamoe, @poisonivy206, @headcanonheadcase and @fieldofdaisiies who talked me off the ledge when I wanted to start over from scratch earlier this week. Your edits and advice were invaluable.
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korrinamoe · 6 months
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Tharion is so hot, even when he makes bad choices
Tharion Meatloaf
Aka: Paradise by the Dashboard Light
Read Now | 4,789 Words
Summary: A Tharion/RQD retelling taking place in 1970's hybrid Lunation/Real-World AU based on the music of Meatloaf. Listen on Spotify Notes: I've been working on this since the release of HOSAB and I think it's finally ready for human consumption. I immediately thought of this song while reading Tharion's storyline with the River Queen's daughter and decided to write a retelling of their relationship using words from the song. I call it my Jukebox project. Excerpt:
He dropped his hand and turned on the bench to face her. She’d moved too, folding her knees under her and leaning forward into him. Her chest pushed out, nipples puckered under her shirt from the cold air. Whether she did it on purpose or by accident, Tharion didn’t care. It was driving him mad. He felt himself leaning forward, his body seeking the heat of hers on its own accord. Closer and closer until he was only a breath away from her parted lips.  His hands grasped at her hips, pulling her forward into him. He nuzzled against her, breathing in the scent of waterfalls and water lilies. Her hands clutched at his back and she pressed harder into him. He throbbed in response. Now their bodies were oh so close and tight that Tharion trembled with the effort it took to restrain himself. “C’mon,” he breathed. “Hold on tight.” She did. Her hands slipped under Tharion’s shirt and she ran her hands along his back. Her nails dragged down his spine and he moaned, barely able to hold himself back. He kissed his way up her neck pausing briefly to search for permission in her eyes before pressing his lips to hers. It was fire. It was electricity.
Big thanks to @korrinamoe @preally19 and @poisonivy206 for their encouragement, feedback and edits on this piece.
Read it here --> https://archiveofourown.org/works/51451372
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korrinamoe · 7 months
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“… he heard the music of a harp, sweet and golden, even as the sky was gray and the breeze was cold. He heard the woman sing, and her voice pierced him. He was stunned by the beauty of her, beauty which could not be seen but felt, and he crawled back to her, over the graves of humans.” —Divine Rivals, ch. 7⁣
This was inspired by Rebecca Ross‘s graveyard scene where Enva sings over every grave. ⁣I can’t wait for the next book to find out more about Enva and Dacre!
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korrinamoe · 7 months
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A Tragedy of Fawns & Fate
Chapter 26 - The High Lord of Autumn
In the first chapter of Part II, our heroes deal with the fallout from Beron’s death. There’s one thing on everyone’s mind: Where (and who) is the new High Lord of Autumn?
“Beron is dead.” Rufus’s brandy colored eyes stared into her. “I have not ascended to the throne, as you so blatantly pointed out earlier, and neither has Ren or Neriya. So obviously, finding Lucien and Eris is of the utmost importance.” Rufus smirked at her. “We can’t have a Court without a High Lord.”
Thanks to @iftheshoef1tz @poisonivy206 @korrinamoe and Crysania for their help on this chapter.
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korrinamoe · 7 months
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Howl
Epilogue
The air is cool, not yet cold, and for once the humidity has died down. The night is almost bearable. Azriel looks down at his scarred hands, thinks about pushing them into the dirt and making this place more his own. The stars would keep him company, he thinks, and maybe he’d stop feeling so lost.
Eris steps up to him just as a faint curl of magic lights up Azriel’s fingertips. For a moment, they both watch it, the light playing off Eris’s naked skin and Azriel’s shoes. “You’re afraid.”
Azriel sighs. The magic dissipates. It is easy to spill secrets on a new moon, when even the moon hides her face, but here, with every blade of grass illuminated clearly, Azriel cannot bring himself to do it.
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korrinamoe · 7 months
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an old, unfinished portrait somewhere in the forest house
for @erisweek2023 although every week is eris week here baby
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korrinamoe · 7 months
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“What does the C stand for?” she asked, glancing up at him.
He had only lifted his cup of tea and taken a sip, refusing to reply. But he held her gaze over the chipped edge of the porcelain.
— Divine Rivals (ch. 1) by Rebecca Ross
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korrinamoe · 8 months
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oh ivy, this is so beautifully written!!🤩
if i could never give you peace
drarry (E) | 17,495 | read on ao3
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Eleven years after the Battle of Hogwarts, Aurors Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy are forcibly brought together by a new case that's bound to reopen old wounds. Enter a Firewhisky problem, prejudices that never really go away, and an obsession as old as time.
They all talk about it, what Harry’s done, all the lives he’s saved, turning his achievements into legends, his life into myth. But all he’s left with, in the hours of the night when his apartment is empty and no evil at the other end of the wand to fight off, are his mistakes. Those he has to mourn by himself, crack open and untangle and put to rest alone. He’s never quite managed to. “I did it,” he breathes, voice gravelly, like the words are cutting into him on the way out. “I deserved it,” Malfoy replies. His voice sounds different. It makes Harry look at his mouth. Makes him want to crawl out of his own skin. “I don’t know if we did. Not anymore.” His hand moves of its own accord, fingers twitching when they touch the silver line in the middle of Malfoy’s chest, a surge of electricity traveling all the way up his arm, down his spine. It feels a bit like touching the past, all the things Harry’s been afraid of concentrated right there, in the pale expanse of skin. The muscles in Malfoy’s chest jump at the touch, but he doesn’t pull away, so very warm in Harry’s hands. “We all have to pay for our sins,” he says, and in spite of it being almost a whisper, it fills the entire room. “The price of mine is just more visible.” Harry knows he doesn’t only mean the scars on his chest. He wonders if back in France, Malfoy can dare to show his forearms. “Yes, well—I wish we could stop. We were just boys.” Harry presses his thumb to the scar he’s been tracing, watching the skin around it turn red. How hard would it be, he wonders, to claw into Malfoy’s chest. To dig himself in, to hide himself there. The one place no one would think to look. Malfoy grabs his arm, and Harry thinks this is it, he’s gone too far. But Malfoy doesn’t stop him, doesn’t push him away. Instead, he lets his fingers brush the inside of Harry’s wrist, feeling the flutter of his pulse. He’s gentle, so gentle that it makes Harry want to bite even more. “We were never just boys, and if you still think that, you’re more of a fool than I thought.” Harry doesn’t answer, spreading his palm over the silver marbling, and Malfoy’s holding onto him, still, as he presses in, walks his hand all the way to his throat. There’s a touch of red to Malfoy’s ears, a sheen to his forehead, but when Harry catches his eye again, his gaze is smouldering. It strikes Harry, like lightning, that for all his cowardice and wimpiness as a child, Draco Malfoy might just be a braver man than he is. He doesn’t know what else to call this, his ability to call things by their name like it costs nothing. Because when Harry talks, all he seems to do is break things.
in full on ao3.
written as part of @hd-wireless 2023, which has been an absolute blast. if you're looking for some really great drarry, i urge you to check out the entire collection here.
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korrinamoe · 9 months
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Celaena gets a present for Yulemas!
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korrinamoe · 9 months
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NEW ATOFAF CHAPTER! NEW ATOFAF CHAPTER!! yayayay
ATOFAF Wednesday
I'm not even going to pretend to be reliable anymore. I'll post when I want.
Chapter 23 A Flicker in the Dark
Summary: Things are starting to pick up for our heroes. The frat boys train with the bat boys one last time before Flynn returns to Midgard for training with the fates. Meanwhile, Lucien remains in the dark about Eris's whereabouts back home while Flynn chats with Honeycakes and Declan contemplates same-sex mates. Everything comes to a head when Azriel feels something through the mating bond.
Read ATOFAF on AO3: Chapter 1 | Chapter 23
Word Count: 118,231 | 6,051
Thanks to @iftheshoef1tz @poisonivy206 @korrinamoe and Crysania for beta reading. I love you more than you know. And thanks to all my readers for sticking with me while I try to get my shit together.
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“Alright, Declan, your turn,” Rhys said, turning to face him. “Let’s see what you can do.” “What do you mean?” he asked. “Well, I’ve seen Flynn’s vines, Ruhn’s daemati power, Ithan’s shifting, Tharion’s water manipulation,” Rhys began. “Now it’s your turn to show me what you’ve got.”
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korrinamoe · 9 months
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My brain said draw cowboy Draco, so I had to.
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korrinamoe · 10 months
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AO3 Collection・Instagram・Twitter・Masterlist
📝Fics:
I Was Enchanted To Meet You by @c-e-d-dreamer
Lead Me Into the Light by @velidewrites
Ars Amatoria by @fieldofdaisiies
Sunshine in Autumn by @asnowfern
The Fire Won't Burn Me by @separatist-apologist
talk refined by @temperedink
Dancing with you in the Garden by @darklove9314-blog
The Shot by @headcanonheadcase
Bathe Me in Your Sunlight by @darkphilosphies
I Was Encahnted To Meet You by @c-e-d-dreamer
Say the Word by @daevastanner
The Sun Is Fading by @velidewrites
🎨Art:
Elucien on a ship - commissioned by @sanktadu from artist nabia.draw
Elain and Lucien in the continent - comissioned by @kingofsummer93 from artist @arielfriass
And there was only one horse by @devilsnightz
Elucien on a boat by @brielyasmin
Elucien in the countryside - comissioned by @separatist-apologist from artist @cludiaa
Elucien planning their next travels - comissioned by @fiercehildr from artist mangomangoj
Elain and Lucien travelling - comissioned by @acourtdelaluna from artist @/_artjake_
Elucien Week Day 6 by @artbysue
Elucien on the beach by @lib-arts
Travel art by @nabia.draw
Elucien wedding by @joycostart
Elucien roasting marshmallows by @korrinamoe
Sleep Tight by @/creating_dark_art
🎶Misc:
TRAVEL | ELAIN & LUCIEN moodboard by @octobers-veryown
Travel moodboard by @velidewrites
Incorrect quote by @cursebrkr
Choose your own adventure - Elucien Honeymoon by @vulpes-fennec
Elucien first time moodboard by @nikiivic
Elucien Quotes: 1, 2, 3, and 4 by @ofduskanddreams
Knight in the Garden playlist by @witchlingsandwyverns
Elucien meme by @octobers-veryown
Elucien Summer Court edit by @princessyuwa
The flower and The Fox moodboards by @lloorryy
Elucien theory by @acourtofthought
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If we missed one of your contributions, kindly reach out to one of our event runners!
🎨: mallorydraws
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korrinamoe · 10 months
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While Lucien was in Velaris, they had gotten into this habit of tugging on the bond when they couldn’t sleep. Sometimes late at night, and sometimes in the earliest hours of the morning.
Sometimes, Elain and Lucien would sit together out on the lawn. They talked about their lives growing up, fancy parties, and anything but the bond. Once, Lucien had shown Elain a toasted sweet during one of their meetups, and it quickly became a favorite of hers. He explained that when he was young, his mom taught him a handheld flame made the least amount of smoke.
Elain could tell Lucien would still get nervous around her, and she would get nervous too. She couldn’t remember how this had started, but he was always willing to just sit there and talk. Each time they sat closer and closer, and before long, Elain craved the light and warmth Lucien radiated. He was funny, kind, intelligent, and hardworking. And yet she couldn’t help but wonder, was she choosing him? Or was she being forced by fate?
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Had to draw something up for Elucien week @elucienweekofficial!🥰 Thank you @yanny-77 for editing and making my little drabble even better.
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korrinamoe · 11 months
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Nesta wanted to go on vacation. Cassian knew just the spot… except he’s banned from going there. They thought they were so sneaky, going to isolated beaches. But they were caught. Nesta tussled with the members of the Summer Court’s PPD a bit before Cassian suggested they just face the consequences. ⁣
Cassian knows he’s gonna be in so much trouble when Rhysand finds out what happened. Nesta doesn’t care, knowing her sisters will have her back. Buuuut they call Gwyn to bail them out. No one else needs to know about this for now.😂⁣
Had to draw them inspired by this tweet!
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