synopsis: some blurbs on what it would be like to have sex with THE umbra mortis <3
warnings: smut, degradation, spanking, dirty talk
word count: 539
a/n: full honesty moment: i was too lazy to write a hunt smut so i did blurbs instead hehe sorry faeries <3
sex with hunt athalar includes…
𓏲🪽showering you in praise. hunt knows how much you love praise and reassurance, especially when he’s being more rough and dominant. he’ll lean in close to your ear and tell you things like, “you’re taking me so well sweetheart,” “stay right there for me, you feel so good,” and “that’s a good slut, keep going”
𓏲🪽switching positions a bunch of times. hunt wants you to feel him inside you from every angle, and the change in said angle has your eyes rolling back each time he pounds in and out
𓏲🪽spanking spanking spanking. we all know hunt is an ass guy and he needs to spank and grab and knead your ass whenever he takes you in doggy. you love how good it stings every time his big, open palms land on your ass. when you’re horny you lay over his strong legs, wiggling your ass, and hunt will smirk knowing you want him to pull your shorts off and spank you till you’re red
𓏲🪽bringing his fantasies about your nightstand drawer to life: hunt knows you keep your vibrator in there and loves to use it on your clit while he fucks you in missionary, looking at the faces you make as he slides in and out at a slow pace to tease you
𓏲🪽gym sex! you and hunt love each other’s sweat covered bodies. a workout session usually ends in hunt bending you over one of the machines and snapping his hips against your flushed ass
𓏲🪽him eating you out while you watch your fav reality dating shows together. thankfully shows like fangs and bangs are pretty low-stakes and don’t require your full attention, which was good considering hunt made your head spin when he’d spit on your pussy and suck your clit. sometimes he’d tease you by making you keep your eyes on the tv, stopping anytime you looked at him
𓏲🪽cumming twice before he does, not because it takes him forever, but because he likes to make you cum once on his fingers and once on his tongue before making you cum a third time on his dick
𓏲🪽hair pulling! hunt loves grabbing a fistful of your hair while railing into you from behind and hearing you scream out in pleasure. you enjoy returning the favour by leaning forward and pulling on his hair when you’re bouncing on his dick, earning a moan from him
𓏲🪽filming yourselves,, you and hunt love setting up one of your phones on the nightstand and putting on a show. sometimes you’ll watch them during sex and hunt will tease you by saying, “look at what a good whore you are on camera for me, my slutty little actress,” which leaves you frantically nodding in agreement while he fucks you
𓏲🪽aftercare! after you’ve fucked each other’s brains out, hunt loves running a bath for the two of you and holding you in his lap in the warmth of the bubbly water. he’ll gently wash your body, face, and hair whilst whispering loving words to you and pressing kisses to your temple and shoulders. you often find yourself dozing off in the comfort of it all, and waking up warm and dry in your bed, wrapped in his muscled arms
i need reading advice, but i'm not sure if there's even a name for this:
i'm not in a reading slump, but i always find it so difficult to start a new novel and get past the first 50-100 pages.
I started Throne of Glass about two weeks ago and literally can't bring myself to read past page 32. it's specifically harder whenever it's a fantasy/romantasy novel.
and i KNOW it's a great series, and i DO want to read it, but i literally just CAN'T bring myself to grab it off my bookshelf and sit down and read.
no Aladdin, but i think it has to do with having to start in a whole new world and learn how all the magic works and the hierarchies and the creatures and the maps and the characters and and and...
anyways if anyone can relate or has any advice please lmk <3
Went into your account to tell you that I can’t wait to read your TOG fics, we have a serious lack of them for the amazing tog characters🥹 only to find you’ve read for the queen NAWAL AL SAADAWI??!!!!! I love her so much she’s such a great woman ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
⋆˚₊ 𖤓☽˚.⋆ omg i had no idea there was a lack of ToG smut in the SJM community!
i know ACoTaR is the most popular of the three SJM series, but i only realized how much more popular ACoTaR is than Crescent City when i got 250+ likes on an azriel fic and only 20 on a ruhn fic💀
unfortunately, on top of being an incoming MA in English Lit. student, i have a lotttt of reading going on right now so it might be a while before i finish the ToG series 😩 but maybe i can just start writing before finishing the series and just add a little a/n so that way i can get more writing out to y'all sooner!
also YAAAS NAWAL EL SAADAWI i read Woman at Point Zero for a seminar i took on african literature, and i plan to research north african feminist colonial literature for my masters thesis so i'm consuming a lot of her work!
synopsis: you and cassian have been sleeping together for a while now, and feelings have begun to stir between the two of you. you're known by the ic to have quickies in public, and preparing for battle was no exception.
warnings: smut, slight degradation, public sex
word count: 1,708
a/n: first cassian smut! i did not proofread this so i apologize in advance for any typos! let me know what you think <3 happy reading <3
You and Cassian’s situationship consisted mostly of being unserious together, which sometimes got you two in trouble.
Everyone knows what a horny batboy he is, and being on the skirts of a battlefield was no exception.
The two of you were standing at a table full of weapons and shields, grabbing the weapons of your choice and tucking them into their holsters in preparation for battle.
The sound of heavy, slow footsteps getting closer behind you could only belong to one male. The strong, calloused hands that roamed over your fighting leathers confirmed it.
“Cas, are you seriously feeling me up right now?”
He brought his mouth to your ear, still standing behind you.
“I can’t help it, you look so good in your fighting leathers. You look like an Illyrian and you know I love it.”
You smiled up at him as he walked around you to meet you face-to-face.
He added, “You also know how much adrenaline I get before going onto the battlefields.”
It’s true, but he was excluding you.
“Umm you know how much adrenaline i get before going onto the battlefields Mr Lord of Bloodshed.”
He laughed lightly and put a big hand behind the small of your back to pull you closer to him, and your stomach filled with nervous butterflies.
Even though you and Cassian had slept together a bunch of times, you actually got more butterflies now than you had the first time he took you to bed.
All because of this stupid thing called “feelings” and “attraction” and “love.”
You knew he was likely catching feelings for you as well from the way he started acting more romantic at times when he usually wasn’t.
Lately, whenever you would have sex and he had to leave early the next morning, you began waking to the smell of breakfast right at your bedside and a note from Cass saying how much he “loved last night” and wishing you a restful morning. Sometimes he’d even stick some wildflowers in a cup as an awkward but loving display of his affection.
It all made sex more meaningful.
Now here you were, about to head onto the battlefield again and all you could think about was how badly you wanted him to take you from behind and get you all riled up for the killing spree that was about to ensue.
Cassian looked into your eyes and tilted your chin upwards before planting a slow kiss on your lips, making you squeeze your thighs together.
Cassian smiled slightly, “That won’t do anything sweetheart, you think I can’t smell how wet you are?”
You blushed and buried your face into his chest before meeting his gaze again.
“Take me somewhere.”
You didn’t need to say anything else. He scooped you up bridal style and flew up and out of the preparation center, above the battlefield, and behind a huge mountain of boulders.
“Do you think Rhys will get mad?” You questioned.
Cassian scoffed in response, “You think Rhys can tell me what to do or something? Plus we’ll be quick baby, we always are,” he finished with a wink.
You smiled at him, then the two of you wasted no time throwing off your clothes. The weapons you just strapped to yourselves moments earlier all hit the ground with a clanging sound.
The second your final item of clothing hit the ground, Cassian’s hands were on you.
He gripped your hips and flipped you so your stomach was pressed against one of the large boulders.
“Gods, I’ve been so feral for you lately, I don’t know what’s wrong with me.” He growled in your ear.
His hard, thick dick was slipping in and out of your thighs, your pussy getting him nice and wet.
“Maybe you’re just obsessed with me Cas,” you responded, breathier than you were hoping for.
“Yeah? Is that what you think? Is that why you were practically drooling when you asked me to take you somewhere? Is that why you’re leaking all over my dick right now?”
You giggled in response, letting him know he won.
“Okay maybe we’re obsessed with each other,” you countered.
“Let’s test that theory,” he said, spreading your ankles apart with his own feet and finally pushing himself into you.
You both groaned out in pleasure and you wasted no time planting your palms on the boulder and using it to push back and fuck yourself on his dick.
“Fuck Cas, that’s so good,” you moaned out.
“Yeah? You’re doing so good sweetie, keep fucking yourself on my cock like that.”
You moaned his name in response and kept your pace, but after a while, you begged for more.
“Aw c’mon baby, I thought you said I was obsessed with you? Doesn’t it seem like it might be the other way around? Hm?”
Gods you hated him right now. He was teasing you and it was tortuous when all you wanted was to be railed against this big ass rock.
“Okay fine, yes, I’m the one who’s obsessed, just please fuck me.”
“Hmm, I don’t think I’m satisfied with that answer.”
He gripped your hips to stop you from moving altogether. You squirmed in his grasp trying to push yourself onto his dick again, but his hands were too strong.
“Cas, please please please,” you whined.
“Say it like you mean it sweet girl,” he said in a serious tone.
You angled your head to look at him, seeing nothing but lust and hunger in his gorgeous eyes.
You put on your best, pouty, doting looking face and said, “Please Cas, I’m so obsessed with your dick and I need you to fuck me until I cum, I need you so, so bad.”
His chin rose slightly in satisfaction.
“Atta girl,” he said, and finally began pulling your hips against him at a rough and fast pace, fucking you like you finally wanted.
You braced your palms on the rock for leverage this time, and Cas was fucking himself into you so hard that the side of your face and your breasts were completely pressed against the cold stone.
Cas must’ve noticed this when you did because he grunted a ‘c’mere baby’ before using one hand to pull you against his chest by your hair, the other hand still gripping your hip and dragging you back and forth on his long dick.
The vast scenery was totally still and quiet, except for the sound of Cassian’s hips snapping loudly against your ass which bounced like water every time his hips made contact.
He released his grip on your hair to use both hands on your hips again and work himself into you.
You fell forwards against the rock on your palms again, eyes rolling to the back of your head as you felt your orgasm starting to build.
“Fuck yes Cas, just like that, please don’t stop.”
“I won’t sweetheart, you feel too fucking good to stop. Do you feel me? Hm? Do you feel me deep in your pussy sweet girl?”
You moaned out in response, which Cassian didn’t receive well.
He slapped your ass and demanded, “Use your fucking words or I won’t let you cum.”
“Yes, yes Cassian I feel you so deep in my pussy it’s so so good,” you desperately panted.
“That’s it, good girl, take this dick.”
His grip on your hips was so firm, you knew there’d be proof of his desire for you in the form of bruises there.
Each thrust felt like heaven. You could feel every inch, every vein, and though his dick was the only thing inside you, you swore you could feel his entire body.
“Cas, I think I’m gonna cum.”
“Me too sweetheart, you just keep being good and taking it for me okay?”
“Y-yes Cas,” you responded.
A few more thrusts and his hips began to falter and twitch. You held in your orgasm so that you could cum together.
He finally released your hips then leaned forward, towering over you and bracing his palms on the boulder, right beside yours. All whilst still pounding into you.
The new angle had you squealing, “Cassian, fuck! I’m cumming!”
“Me too baby, that’s it, let it out for me.”
As he commanded, you both came undone together, you shaking on his long dick and feeling his hot cum fill you up so perfectly.
The two of you stayed in the same position, panting and gasping for air before Cassian slowly began sliding out of your sensitive heat.
It was perfect timing the way the horn sounded right when the two of you had finished. You knew that horn meant it was time to head onto the frontlines, and you looked at Cassian.
“Fuck, we should go.”
You nodded, and the two of you silently and frantically scrambled to get all your fighting gear back on.
You were still lacing up a boot when Cassian scooped you up and began flying back to meet everyone.
When you landed, the Inner Circle was already waiting for you in formation, battle faces stamped on each of them.
Rhys spoke first: “You two really need to stop fucking before serious events.”
Cassian had an arm around you and you looked down at your messily laced boots in embarrassment.
“C’mon Rhys, quit acting like you and Feyre weren’t fucking in every nook and cranny you could find,” Cassian defended.
Rhys smiled ever-so-slightly, thinking over all those times, whilst Feyre gave a warning glare that said she wouldn’t hesitate to throw her shoe at him.
Azriel broke the silence, “Alright, enough small-talk, it’s time.”
You all headed to the frontlines of the battlefield, the opposing side looming over the hill, readying themselves as well.
Cassian grabbed your hand and leaned down to whisper in your ear: “Rip off the heads of at least 50, and I’ll eat you out for two hours straight.”
Your whole body perked up at the thought. You looked right into his eyes and confidently answered, “Deal,” before running into battle with the energy of the powerful fae-being you were, and with all the confidence your soon-to-be mate provided.
Let’s just say, Cassian’s jaw was definitely put to work that night.
i've successfully completed my undergrad and now onto my masters once september starts 🤭
that means i can also start posting more!
omg wait i forgot to add: i JUST started reading the Throne of Glass series and i was going to start with Assassin's Blade because a lot of people on booktok said they did that and it was great, HOWEVER, all the people i know here in the real world told me NOT to do that, so, i'm listening to them and starting with Throne of Glass
hopefully that means i can write smut about those characters soon too!
that's all <3 i missed writing smut <3 bye bye for now <3 next smut will be a cassian one <3
sooooo this was a lie🙈 i'm so sorry y'all 💔 i haven't been managing finals season as well as i thought i would and defs need to prioritize school right now!
i'm officially done with the school year on april 18th, so i promise promise promise to be updating more frequently again then and i WILL upload that cassian smut!
to my fellow smut writers: do you find it hard to write smut about characters you're not attracted to? cassian got the most votes on my last poll but i'm honestly not attracted to him, so it feels weird to think about writing smut about him! does anyone have advice?
don't get me wrong i LOVE cassian, i'm just unfortunately not attracted to him in the slightest, unlike my feral attraction towards azriel, lucien, and rhys 💀
⋆𖦹⋆ˎˊ˗ "good morning, high lady" soft!rhys x f!reader
synopsis: you wake up beside your mate at dawn and spend the morning snuggling and expressing your love for each other, which leads to #RIDINGGGGGGG
warnings: smut, spanking, dirty talk, defs a more mild smut
word count: 1,521
a/n: first solo rhys smut! sometimes the softer, milder smuts are more fun to write than the freakier ones lowkey, but i hope you all enjoy and i'm open to requests!
You woke up to the sunrise shining into your mostly purple bedroom, and inhaled the clean smell of the air, and of the cedar coming from your mate beside you.
You rolled over to look at Rhys, sleeping on his back with his hands neatly folded on his chest.
He looked so beautiful and peaceful like this that it nearly made you want to cry.
You sighed in admiration, and he stirred and opened his deep purple eyes, blinking a few times to adjust to the dawn.
Moments like these were your favourite, when he seemed so mundane and human.
He stretched a long, muscled arm around you and pulled you into his chest, wrapping your back with his wing so you wouldn’t be too cold in the crispy morning air.
Plus, the two of you always slept naked, so the morning air is usually extra cold on your skin.
“Good morning, High Lady,” Rhys said in his raspy morning voice.
You always blushed when he called you that, and this time was no different.
You nuzzled your face into his chest.
“Good morning, High Lord,” you responded.
He stroked your head and placed a kiss on the top of it.
“Nothing in the world makes me as happy as waking up with you does.”
Your heart melted and you lifted your head to look at his sleepy face.
“Me too, Rhys, I love you.”
“I love you.”
You crawled atop his chest and wrapped your arms around his neck, laying directly atop him.
His strong arms mirrored yours and wrapped tightly around your waist, one broad hand running up and down your back.
Your legs tangled with his and the two of you laid there for a moment, holding each other and being grateful to have one another.
Not everyone got to wake up beside their mate and feel the safest they’ve ever been, so it was important to acknowledge and appreciate that.
The sweet smell of your room and your mate, the feeling of his warm skin against yours, his hands running up and down your back, and his occasional kisses on your head were filling your stomach with butterflies and love.
The soft glow of dawn filled your room and Rhys was whispering sweet affirmations with his sleepy morning voice that turned you on so much.
Your hips started to stir and another feeling started creeping up in your core.
Skin-to-skin with Rhys wasn’t enough, you needed him buried deep inside you.
You lifted your head again and he opened his eyes once more to meet yours.
You smiled and kept rolling your hips around.
Rhys made a small noise, and moved his hand to the base of your neck, pulling you gently towards his lips.
You kissed him soft, deep, and slowly.
Your lips moved in perfect rhythm with each other and Rhys tugged your bottom lip softly with his teeth which made you moan into his mouth.
You felt him get hard immediately against your pussy which was moving perfectly atop him.
You spread your legs so that each of your knees was on either side of him, and lifted your hips up a little to align his dick with your entrance.
Rhys pulled away from your lips and pressed his forehead to yours.
He loved looking into your eyes when he first slid into you; he loved the way you always gasped lightly and parted your lips, and this time was no different.
You sunk yourself down on him, eyes fluttering shut and lips parting with the whisper of a gasp.
Rhys let out a shaky breath too, and kissed your nose.
Once he was fully nestled into you, he grabbed the back of your head and you laid the side of your face in his neck.
He kept stroking your hair, and you kept your arms wrapped around his neck as you moved your hips back and forth on his long, thick length.
He wrapped his Illyrian wings around you to keep you warm, and because he knew it made you feel more safe.
The room began to fill with the sounds of yours and Rhys’s gentle moans as you sleepily rode him in the quiet of the dawn.
His dick slid in and out of you but you wanted him deeper.
You unravelled your arms from your mate’s neck and sat up on him, your nipples instantly getting hard in the cold.
“Cauldron, how are you real?” Rhys asked, shaking his head as he took in the sight of you naked atop him, sleep still written on your flush skin.
You smiled and braced your hands on his chest, adjusting your legs a little.
Rhys ran a hand up your thigh and to your lower stomach, he pressed against it and your mouth fell open at the added pressure.
“Do you feel me right here, sweetheart?”
You nodded your head rather quickly and he smirked a little.
“Good girl, keep riding.”
He moved both hands to your thighs and gave them a squeeze signaling you to keep going.
You used your hands that were firmly planted on his strong chest for leverage as you bounced your hips up and down on him.
Your moans got louder as the effect of the position change had Rhys hitting the spot every time your hips snapped back down to meet his.
He let out deep moans at the sight of his High Lady bouncing on him with desperation and desire, your boobs bouncing up and down with you had him in a trance.
“Fuck Rhys, you feel so good,” you moaned out as you threw your head back in pleasure and never slowed your pace.
“Sweetheart, you feel so good. Your pussy is squeezing me perfectly and you look fucking beautiful.”
His words only made you bounce even quicker, both of you chasing your orgasms.
Rhys moved his hands from your thighs to your hips, helping you ride him by lifting you even higher off his dick so that only the tip remained, then loosening his grip and letting you fall back down onto him so he was buried inside your cunt.
“Oh my Gods, Rhys,” you breathed out.
“Don’t stop.”
You didn’t dare stop when you were both getting so close to release, but your thighs were starting to get tired and wobbly from riding him so fast, and Rhys could sense your pace starting to falter.
He sat up a bit and moved his hands from your hips to your ass, squeezing and slapping it which motivated you to pick up the pace again.
“Thats it, sweetheart, you’re doing amazing,” Rhys praised.
“Rhys,” you panted, “I’m getting so tired.”
You didn’t need to explain any further for Rhys to know you wanted him to take over.
Your arms found their way around his neck again and your lips crashed into his as he squeezed your ass tightly and bounced you up and down on his dick.
You let all your weight fall into his big hands as he lifted you up and down by your ass.
You moaned into each other’s mouths and let your tongues collide, swirling and sucking.
Rhys pulled away an inch and kept his mouth open.
You knew what he was asking for.
He kept bouncing you up and down on his dick, stretching you out and fucking you so deep and fast.
You gave him what he wanted and spit in his mouth.
He smiled and slapped one of your ass cheeks which had you shoving your tongue in his mouth again.
He moved his hands and wrapped them entirely around your waist, pulling you atop his chest again and falling back onto the sheets.
He lifted his hips up to meet yours and fucked himself into you as you finally came and started shaking with your orgasm on his dick.
You pulled away from his lips.
“Rhy-Rhys I’m cumming.”
“I know, sweetheart, good girl, cum on this dick,” he finished as he spilled into you, moaning with the pleasure of release.
You felt his hard dick twitching inside you as he filled you with his cum.
You collapsed on top of him and he held you close, both of you breathing heavy and sweating a bit.
After about five minutes, you slid off his dick but remained atop him, and felt your eyes getting heavy with sleep again.
“Can we sleep in a little longer?” You asked him.
He chuckled softly.
“Of course, sweetheart. It’s only dawn after all,” he kissed your head yet again then added, “You did amazing, are you okay?”
You nodded and shifted atop him, tangling your legs in between his.
“Good,” he said, “Get some more sleep, I love you so much.”
You let out an exhale at the overwhelming feelings of adoration for Rhys. How was he this loving and perfect?
“I love you too, Rhys, so much.”
He let his wings spread out to the side and let out an exhale too, closing his eyes.
You closed your eyes and fell asleep again to the sound of his loving, beating heart.
kuromi header has nothing to do with this post i just love sanrio lol
i listened to the sjm x alex cooper pod and now i feel like i'm being swayed into elriel territoy 😩
sjm was talking about how there are mates, and then there are true mates and i never really considered that concept before. also, she used rhys' parents as a comparison which was quite convincing...
my theory is that elain will explore her relationship with lucien, and azriel will explore his relationship with gwyn, but ultimately elriel will be endgame
i also just can't get past what sjm said about elain's feelings towards lucien, they just felt so damning; i'm not trying to blame lucien for what happened to elain but he did objectively play a role in it and i feel like it might be what ultimately drives elain to reject the bond
alsooooo do y'all remember that scene in acowar when azriel is the one who asks "what about elain?" when she gets faenapped? that was so fawking cute to me and sooooo telling!
anyways i guess i now ship both gwynriel and elriel lol
It’s me again!!!! Your biggest fan!!! 😝😝😝 ok, I desperately need a fan fic with some… riding in it. I’m sorry but… Azriel, Rhysand, or Cassian, I do not care. I NEED TO RIDE ONE OF THEMMM. I don’t even have a plot in mind… just something with riding. Thank you so much!!! Sorry to bother you again!!!
⋆｡𖦹°⭒˚｡⋆ firstly, thank you so much🥰
secondly, um DUH?!
i'm working on a rhys smut rn so i will definitely add the riding component and tag you once posted 🙈
i cant figure out how sjm is gonna write elucien's and gwynriel's evolution...is it gonna be one book each? a couple chapters each switching pov's? will elucien be the sideplot and gwynriel the main?
this might sound awful but i lowkey want helion to die so lucien can be high lord LIIIIKE am i alone here......? and then he'd make elain high lady which alludes way back to acomaf where tamlin and feyre are getting freaky and she asks about lucien's mom being high lady
