My paintings :)

Here I'll post my bookish paintings :) I usually do watercolor paintings! Please do credit me if you use the art anywhere! My insta handle is @books_and_draws_eclectic

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Hi all, thought I'll introduce my blogs!

In this blog @sahana-draws I post bookish art, mostly watercolors!

In @books-and-draws-eclectic I post textposts about my fav books, mainly Shadowhunters, folk of the air, grishaverse etc etc

[rottentiger-art]

a little franchaela doodle I did the other day

[ugly-punkling]

my part of the aftg spring exchange!! this is for @thisuserdead

prompt: cat/laila, coffee shop au !!

@aftgexchange (had to reupload bc i uploaded the wrong file oguh)

BONUS!! nakey cuddling/affection and close up of the pet pictures!!

[jeanneil]

and i will hold on to you

so so excited to post my fic for @aftgexchange! this was so fun and i was so happy to get to participate :-)

my giftee is @sahana-draws who requested jerejean, cat/laila, lots of found family, and cooking together, which turned into a new year's eve fic!! i hope you enjoy and thank you for the fun prompts! <3

https://archiveofourown.org/works/65317339

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THANK YOU omg, this was SO GOOD I'm crying

The fluff and the interactions were <333 there was even a teeny tiny cameo by the Foxes!

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Jeremy & Jean (& Jabberwocky!) on an art gallery date <3 here they are, looking at the map and planning their next move!

I had the mostest fun painting this scene, esp with the way JereJean are leaning on each other, and the cool art swirls on the painting and the pillar, and Jabberwocky just sitting there contentedly <3

I made this for @sharkszone for @aftgexchange I hope you like it!!! :D

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The Golden Raven

The adoption of Jabberwocky Moreau <3

[i-cant-swim-actually]

jean and his lil peach has me emotional

[sahana-draws]

SPOILERS FOR Destroy The Day by Brigid Kemmerer 💜

Pages 419/420, I loved this scene SO MUCH

[sahana-draws]

"What can I say to make you see, Kress, that if I have a home, it’s because you make it so?"

-- the very wholesome childhood bffs to lovers in Somewhere In The Deep by @tanviberwah ❤️

(she's taking care of a "raath", a cat/raccoon like creature in this world, and he's taking care of it with her) (he's also possibly staring at her, ahem)

[rowaelinscourt]

Masterlist for the Rowaelin Secret Santa Gifts! Thank-you everyone who participated and everyone who has shown love to these fabulous creators! This fandom wouldn't be the same without each and everyone of you <3

Season of Forgiveness by @aelinschild

Mistletinder by @backtobl4ck

Feels Like Home by @goddess-aelin

The Universal Rules of Mistletoe by @leiawritesstories

Rowaelin Dancing (art) by @sahana-draws

sleep in heavenly peace (art) by @sassyhobbits

In From the Snow by @shyvioletcat

Our Solstice Miracle by @tomtenadia

Until the Dust Settles by @writtenonreceipts

>>let us know if a link doesn't work!<<

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I loved this scene 😭 Annabeth just stomping away with confidence, Percy staring confused-ly at her, Grover staring confused-ly at Percy 😭

Also, I had such a blast painting the greenery in this art!

[sahana-draws]

Post KoA Rowaelin dancing (with fancy spins and dips <3) in their room after a long day of work! And if you look around, you'll see their room -- a portrait of Rowan the bird (xD), Rowan's hatchet (gifted by Lorcan), Aelin's sword, and hanging vines of Kingsflame!

This is a gift for @goddess-aelin as a part of the Rowaelin secret santa hosted by @rowaelinscourt hope you like it 🌲❤️

[leiawritesstories]

The Universal Rules of Mistletoe

a fun, hopefully cute, little fluffy fic based off this prompt from @rowaelinprompts "Our friends set us up under the mistletoe"

a gift for @sahana-draws!! happy @rowaelinscourt Rowaelin Secret Santa! it's been so much fun working on this little piece and I really hope you enjoy :))

Word count: 2,054

Warnings: none! (just clueless idiots in love)

Enjoy!

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Fifteen Years Ago

Shiny patent-leather shoes tapping lightly against the hardwood stairs, Aelin hurried downstairs as fast as she could while in her poofy red tulle Christmas dress. Five steps up from the bottom, she stopped, peering across the wide hallway into the main floor of the Galathynius home, which was full of beautifully dressed adults. Her eight-year-old imagination latched onto the sight of her mom and dad with their hands linked, smiling and laughing as they talked with their friends.

She wanted everything they had when she grew up.

Slowly, a little nervously, she moved three more steps down, stopping again as the nervousness flared up in her stomach. This was the first year she had been allowed to come to the Christmas party, and even though her babysitter would be there with her, she wasn't sure if she could do it.

"Hey." Another voice--a boy's voice--interrupted her scattered thoughts. Rowan Whitethorn, the boy from next door whose parents were longtime friends with Aelin's parents, stood on the other side of the staircase railing, looking at her with solemn green eyes. "I like your dress."

"Thanks," she said, smoothing her small hands down the fluffy layers of the skirt. "Mom let me pick it out."

Rowan grabbed two of the stair rails, using them for support as he rose onto his tiptoes to stick his head over the top of the banister. "Are you gonna come to the party?"

"I dunno." She stood on the last step, one hand lingering on the banister. "There's only grown-ups there."

"I'm there too," he said. "Hey, do you wanna play party tag?" Party tag was a game they had invented two years ago, when they were six and seven, during one of the many events Aelin's parents had hosted. Because Rowan and Aelin were so young, they would show up at the event for a bit to be cooed over by all of their parents' rich friends, and then be swept off away from the event. They'd invented a quiet, no-running form of tag where whoever was "it" would have to sneak up on the other person and subtly tag them. Nobody could run, and there had to be at least two minutes between tags.

It was more fun when one of their friends was also at the party, but they made it work with just the two of them.

Aelin cracked a small smile. "Okay." She stood up and stepped off the last stair, and he walked around to stand with her. "Are we gonna go now?"

"Yeah, we--"

"Oh, Enna, look!" Evalin Ashryver Galathynius's voice floated in alongside a cloud of her expensive designer perfume. "Our little ones seem to have found the mistletoe!"

Alarmed, Aelin looked up, finding a small bunch of mistletoe tied with a crimson ribbon hanging from the chandelier above the staircase.

"You know what that means," Enna Whitethorn beamed, setting her champagne flute aside and whipping her phone out of her clutch. "Rowan, darling, do you want to give Aelin a kiss?"

Rowan's whole face turned bright pink. "Do I have to?"

"No," Aelin whispered, blushing just as bright. "It's just a stupid thing the grownups do when there's mistletoe."

"Of course you don't have to," Enna reassured her son. "But it would make such an adorable photo, right Eva?"

"Oh, it would be precious!" Evalin agreed. "Fireheart, will you at least pose there for a minute? Yes, just like that! So cute!" She snapped a few photos in rapid succession as Enna did the same. "Enna, could you get a few of just me and Aelin?"

Relieved, Rowan hurried to stand next to his mother as Evalin came over to Aelin. "You look beautiful, little Fireheart," she said warmly, tidying the big red bow in Aelin's blonde hair. Enna snapped a few photos, and Evalin took Aelin's small hand in hers. "Are you ready to come to the party?"

Eyes wide, Aelin nodded. "Do I have to stay for very long?"

"Just long enough to say hi to a few people." Evalin squeezed her daughter's hand. "I promise. Then you and Nehemia can go have your movie night, right?"

"Uh huh." Aelin straightened her spine, a move she'd seen her mother do endless times. "I'm ready." Quietly, Rowan fell into step next to her, his mother on his other side. And, with her mother on one side and her best friend on the other, Aelin felt a little better about going into the grown-up party.

~

Present

Aelin was halfway through curling her hair, lips held apart while her matte crimson lipstick dried, when a rapid-fire knock drummed against her bathroom door. Before she could respond, the door swung open and Elide Lochan, her second cousin and dear friend, barged into the bathroom.

"I'm not dressed!" Aelin yelped, scrambling to pull her satin robe closed while still holding the curling iron in her other hand.

Elide rolled her eyes. "I can tell, Ae. Don't worry, you still have an hour before anyone is supposed to get here."

"You could've said that before you ran in here like everyone had already showed up," Aelin grumbled. "But thanks, Ells."

"No problem." Elide grinned. "Nice lipstick. Gonna get it all over someone's face tonight?" She wiggled her eyebrows.

Aelin snorted. "Gods, no. I'm the host, not some teenager who can run around all night kissing the boy she has a crush on."

"You're also twenty-three and you work too hard." Elide snatched the curling iron from Aelin's hands and took over curling her hair. "You deserve to have a little fun at your own freaking Christmas party."

"Yeah, sure," Aelin said sarcastically. "Bring me a man to kiss under the mistletoe and we'll see about that."

Elide smirked. "You're on."

An hour later, Aelin headed down the stairs, the same staircase she'd walked down every day since she was a little girl, and paused at the bottom step to take a deep, preparatory breath. You can do this, Galathynius, she told herself silently. Everything was all set up--the dining room table with a charcuterie spread, the silver-and-blue themed Christmas tree in the foyer, the large, open living room adorned with soft twinkle lights and decorative snowflakes and soft music piping in through the speaker system her parents had installed years ago. It's going to be just fine.

The doorbell rang.

Collecting herself, Aelin stepped off the stairs and went to the front door, a gracious smile spreading across her face. Her smile brightened when she found her cousin Aedion and his fiancée, Lysandra, waiting on the front step.

"Merry Christmas, Ae!" Lys squealed, hurrying inside. "Let us in, it's freezing!"

Aelin laughed. "Hi, Lys. I missed you!"

"You wouldn't miss me if you weren't working all the time," Lys teased, hugging Aelin tightly. "That dress looks fantastic, oh my god."

"Thanks," Aelin whispered back. Her crimson silk dress--of course her lipstick matched her dress--had thin straps, an elegantly scooped neckline, and was fitted in the bodice before flaring into a spill of floor-length skirts.

Aedion wrapped his arms around her. "You're not this tall," he teased.

She rolled her eyes. "It's called stiletto heels, genius."

"Sounds dangerous." He winked.

"Only for you boys who don't want to feel short." She laughed. "Hi, Aeds. How's wedding planning going?"

"Do not get me started," he groaned. "I'm so stressed, and our wedding isn't until another seven months away."

"Hey, relax. Have some punch. Just think about Christmas for a while, not the wedding."

"I'll try." He flashed her a grin.

The doorbell rang again, and Aelin opened the door to find four six-foot-plus men crowding her front steps, acting like small children with their elbows everywhere even though they were all at least in their mid-twenties.

"You can't all fit through the door like that," she drawled, beaming.

Fenrys elbowed his way through the others and broke into the house first. "I win!" he crowed, sweeping Aelin into a hug that pulled her off her feet.

"Good grief, Fen, you haven't even had any drinks yet!" she laughed. "Congratulations on winning whatever it is you think you won."

"He thinks it's a competition to get into parties first," Connall, his twin, explained. He affectionately tugged Fen's man bun. "Put the host down, Fenny."

"Don't call me that, you little--" Fen put Aelin down and went after Con, who'd sauntered away into the living room.

"They're all children, I'm sorry." Rowan pulled off his heavy winter jacket and shook the film of snowflakes off his pale hair. "Merry Christmas, Aelin--oh my god." He stared at her for a good long minute, his eyes wide and his jaw slack.

"Take a picture, it'll last longer," Lorcan drawled, nudging Rowan int he shoulder. He wrapped his own arm around Elide's shoulders; the two of them had been dating for just over a year and Aelin had never seen Elide so happy.

"Merry Christmas, Ro." Aelin restrained her giddy smile and did a little spin to show off her dress. "Thanks for--oh!" Rowan caught her, pulling her into a warm, pine-scented hug.

"You look stunning," he said softly. "I didn't know if I could say that in front of all the others, they'd never shut up about it, probably because they know how much I like you...uh, because we've known each other since..." He trailed off, blushing fiercely.

Shocked, Aelin looked up at him, her thoughts going a mile a minute. "You...me...what?" She shook her head. "I'm going insane. I need a minute--five minutes--I--" Abruptly, she hurried towards the stairs, only managing to get two steps up before Rowan's hand closed gently around her wrist.

"Hey." He stabilized her, his voice as grounding as it had been since they were little kids going to their parents' party for the first time. "I'm sorry, Ae, I didn't mean to scare you."

She turned around. "You didn't scare me, Rowan. You just...you said you like me?"

"I like you, Aelin." Warmth and a smidge of uncertainty flickered in his eyes. "But if you--"

"Stop that right now," she chided softly. "I thought I was always going to like you from the shadows, Ro. I've had a crush on you since we were kids."

It was his turn for stunned silence. "I should have said something years ago," he finally said, chuckling in disbelief. "I guess--"

"MISTLETOE!" Elide all but shrieked, completely shattering the mood. She--and everyone else, good grief--were suddenly piled into the walkway between the foyer and the living room, eagerly watching the couple on the stairs.

Aelin felt her face heat up, and she was on the verge of running upstairs to hide from everyone. Rowan was blushing again, even as he threw a glare that screamed "Traitor!" at Lorcan, who was smirking.

"Looks like you're together under the mistletoe, Ae," Elide repeated, beaming so wide Aelin almost thought her cheeks would split. "You know what that means!"

"That someone set us up?" Aelin asked, suddenly wondering how convenient it was that she and Rowan had had that moment together on the stairs.

Elide shrugged, her eyes bright. "There's universal rules of mistletoe, Aelin, and you're gonna have to follow them."

"We knew it!" Fenrys blurted, unable to control the secret. "Why else would we have gone into the living room as soon as we got here?"

"Fenrys!" came a collective groan.

"We shouldn't have told him," Lorcan half-mumbled, shaking his head but grinning. "Boyo has a bigger mouth than anyone I know."

"I know they're our friends," Aelin whispered to Rowan, grinning, "but I kind of want to kick them all out of my house right now." She looped her arms around his neck. "I want you all to myself."

"Me too, but we can hardly ignore the mistletoe rules." He gave her a secret, quietly joyful little smile. "Can I?"

"Please do." She tipped her head up and met his lips, his kiss soft and sweet and lingering. Completely perfect.

They only separated at the cheers and whoops of their friends, and they came into the party hand in hand, laughing, and hardly left each other's sides all night long, because sometimes, it took the quiet scheming of dear friends to get the couple who was quietly in love with each other to admit it.

~~~

TAGS:

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@superspiritfestival

@thegreyj

@wordsafterhours

@elentiyawhitethorn

@morganofthewildfire

@backtobl4ck

@rowanaelinn

@house-of-galathynius

@tomtenadia

@julemmaes

@swankii-art-teacher

@charlizeed

@booknerdproblems

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[sahana-draws]

Screaming, this is the softest, wholesome-est fanfic I've ever read 😭 tysmm @leiawritesstories ❤️❤️

[hlizr50]

Elorcan Week Day 2: Opposites Attract

Once upon a time I saw an adorable Legend of Zelda fanart where Link was holding Zelda up so she could scowl at Ganondorf, and she was still a head shorter than he was. And I immediately thought of Elorcan.

Nothing makes me happier than a solid height difference. The way she could could snuggle so deeply into him and he could just surround her.

This art is a sassy moment between the two, of which I’m sure there will continue to be many. But at the end of the day, they love each other and I love them!

@elorcanweekofficial

[sahana-draws]

The cutest art ever 😭

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Gwyn and her Pegasus, for @gwynweekofficial ❤️

Inspired from Barbie and the Magic of Pegasus movie! 😭

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Ana Huang's Twisted girls and Kings of Sin (books uptil 2023) girls <3

(Swimming mermaids)

(1) Jules (Twisted Hate) posing for a fun photo with Isabella's (King of Pride) pet snake, Monty

(2) Ava (Twisted Love) taking a photo of Jules

(3) Bridget (Twisted Games) with her cat mermaid Meadows

(4) Isabella (King of Pride), saying hi to Meadows

(Mermaids sitting on the rock)

(5) Stella (Twisted Lies), in conversation with--

(6) Vivian (King of Wrath), and

(7) Alessandra (King of Greed, upcoming book)

[sahana-draws]

Heir of Fire, chapter 37 ❤️

"Mercifully, it stopped raining in the night, or at least the angle of the wind shifted to stop pounding on them. She slept better after that, but she still shook from cold --- though it felt slightly warmer. Those small hints of warmth and dryness were probably what kept her from shaking to death or getting ill, she realized as she dozed off, awakening at the gray light of dawn.

When she opened her eyes, she was in shadow --- shadow but dry and warm, thanks to the massive wing shielding her from the elements and the heat of Abraxos's breath filling the space like a little furnace. He was still snoozing --- a deep heavy sleep."

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