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THE SHADOWS' LITTLE SUNSHINE
Warnings: canon divergences; english isn't my first language; not proofread; canon violence; abuse/coercion; parental death (alluded); trauma (psychological and survival behaviors); dark and grim setting; female fmc; fmc described as pale with light long hair; sexual content and explicit situations (future chapters); power imbalance; objectification/dehumanization; non consensual touch (implied); psychologial manipulation; threat of violence; implied sexual exploitation (non-graphic).
Author's Note: About 1500 words. I promise I'll try and be more consistent with uploads, i actually have a few things in mind for this fic. so hope you like it. and from the next chapter it'll be more spicy or at least i'll try. Comment, reblogs and likes are always welcomed and appreciated. Ask if you want to be added or removed to the taglist.
Ch.1 | Ch.2 | Ch.3
4 || GRASS AND SHADOWS
“You belong to me until I decide otherwise.” The king’s grimy voice still ringed in her ears as she passed the Night Court’s High Lady and Lord, her eyes locked on the pavement under her, her hands slightly shaking at her sides. “You’ve got until the next bell to get your stuff and be out of here.” The blue eyed guard told her with a grin, “That’s unless you want to stay.” his gaze dragged over her slowly. “The King promised we’d be… rewarded for our efforts in changing your mind and keeping you here.” The other guard laughed and she needn’t look up to know why.
THE SHADOWS' LITTLE SUNSHINE
Warnings: canon divergences; english isn't my first language; not proofread; canon violence; abuse/coercion; parental death (alluded); trauma (psychological and survival behaviors); dark and grim setting; female fmc; fmc described as pale with light long hair; sexual content and explicit situations (future chapters); power imbalance; objectification/dehumanization; non consensual touch (implied); psychologial manipulation; threat of violence; implied sexual exploitation (non-graphic).
Author's Note: This is a long one, at least for me. 1500 words. There's a few sentences i gagged while writing so there's that. Hope you enjoy it. Comment, reblogs and likes are always welcomed and appreciated.
Ch.1 | Ch.2 |
3 || THE COST OF LEAVING
The rumours turned out to be true. Slowly, sporadically, in a way that if you hadn’t been paid attention you wouldn’t have noticed, the King’s newest servants started disappearing.
She listened, she always listened. The Court of Nightmares’ servant quarters, if it could even be called that, was a constant mix of voices, fears, quiet desperation and so low it could barely be heard hopes and dreams. “I think I might be next, if you count who’s already left.” she overheard one of the cooks saying, while she gathered the King’s breakfast. “Well,” someone whispered as she stacked meat onto a plate, “we know who won’t ever leave.” Her smile didn’t falter as she locked eyes with the cook, “Oh, you’re here. You better get going the King won’t be happy if you’re late.” her words stung in a way she didn’t know how to explain.
Their words always stung.
THE SHADOWS' LITTLE SUNSHINE
Warnings: haven't read the books in a while so there'll be canon divergences; english isn't my first language; not proofread; canon violence; mention of torture; abuse/coearcion; parental death (alluded); Trauma (psychological and survival behaviors); dark and grim setting; female fmc; fmc described as pale with light long hair; sexual content and explicit situations (in future chapters); Non-graphic but potentially uncomfortable themes related to power imbalance and exploitation.
Author's Note: I'm sorry for the late upload, I just got a promotion at work, which means more hours. I also still have to study so my schedule is all over the place. I'll try and be more consistent.
Ch. 1 |
2 || A VARIABLE IN THE PATTERN
The Night Court delegation was supposed to stay for three days.
They stayed for seven.
She knew, because she counted. She counted everything in Hewn City. She had started when she was first brought there, a way to keep track of everything. Numbers became her friends, a way of understanding the world around her. She knew now the number of the steps between her chambers and the great hall (forty-two), the number of guards posted at the King's door on any given night, when she wasn’t asked to be there (never fewer than four, never more than six). So she counted the days they spent there because she needed to know how long any variable element would stray her from her routines.
THE SHADOWS' LITTLE SUNSHINE
Warnings: haven't read the books in a while so there'll be canon divergences; english isn't my first language; not proofread; canon violence; mention of torture; abuse/coearcion; parental death (alluded); Trauma; dark and grim setting; female fmc; fmc described as pale with light long hair; sexual content and explicit situations (in future chapters); title and pov to review (suggestions are welcomed).
Ch.2 |
1 | THE GIRL FROM HEWN
Waking up to shouts, fights and people running like madmen wasn’t unusual in Hewn City. Hell it’s more the times someone dies or gets tortured than not.
She sat up with a yawn, her hair a matted mess, “Nice of you to finally join the land of the living.” a way too familiar nasal voice snapped her out of her yawn. “Father Below, knock next time.” she muttered, sliding her arms into the coarse tunic that smelled of mold and sweat. “And miss the chance to scare you? No, thank you.” Fynlan’s light eyes scanned her, a mischievous grin tugging at his lips. She looked at him. Then back at her broken mirror noticing the way both their hair and pale skin were almost blinding against the black marble floors and stone walls.
Based on these thoughts i had last night: Imagine Azriel and the Inner Circle meeting the girliest, shyest, most innocent, never even held hands romantically, sweet ray of sunshine, spring and flowers loving reader. And everyone just decides they have to protect her from the world. Only for her to turn out to be the freakiest, nerdiest, brattiest person in the world. And only Azriel knows. Imagine her telling Azriel the freakiest, kinkiest thing ever. And him slowly losing his mind because he knows noone will ever believe she said something like *THAT*
Warnings: I haven't written in almost three years so beware, not proofread, female reader, mention of long light hair, no real physical description, no Y/N, english isn't my first language, suggestive content, fade to black, sexual references, bratty reader, protective Inner Circle, i probably missed something.
This could probably be a full fic, these are just thoughts i had as little snippets of what it could be.
Imagine Azriel and the Inner Circle meeting the girliest, shyest, most innocent, never even held hands romantically, sweet ray of sunshine, spring and flowers loving reader.
And everyone just decides they have to protect her from the world.
Only for her to turn out to be the freakiest, nerdiest, brattiest person in the world. And only Azriel knows.
Imagine her telling Azriel the freakiest, kinkiest thing ever. And him slowly losing his mind because he knows noone will ever believe she said something like *THAT*
Literally them
I need someone to throw my phone on Mars so I can write and read.
Not me being so disappointed in those menchildren, that I just upped and created a fantasy (fourth wing x ACOTAR crossover) hockey team so I could have something to daydream about.
Just finished Ginny & Georgia season 3...
Marcus and Georgia are my new favourite duo. Like mate.
Joe and Georgia? Can we talk about how domestic they are?
Fuck you Paul.
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well 🧍♀️ as a reminder this blog is NOT a safe space for trump supporters but it IS a safe place for women, queers, trans ppl, people of color, undocumented people, and any marginalized group.
just a reminder that this blog is NOT trump supporter friendly so if you voted for him or support him get the fuck out and unfollow me 💙💙
WRECK MY PLANS
TWO
Pairings: Rafe Cameron x OC!Isla McCewan; kook!king x pogue
Chapter warnings: Asshole kooks, kids, mention of drugs (like one), mention of scars, my writing, not proofread, let me know if I forgot something.
WC: 1.295
Disclaimer: All characters are aged up cus I don’t feel comfortable writing about teenagers romance and there’s some really strong themes on here. I will try and have a better schedule with two updates a week but I don’t assure anything as I’m pretty busy. I promise it’ll get better and into the story soon. Let me know if anyone wants to be in like a tag list or something.
The smell of weed and rain surrounded her as she slept on the little yoga mat. The sound of branches cracking, angry voices and slamming doors woke her up from the restless slept she had that night. Isla’s eyes went wide as she recognised the voices and suddenly, she was five again, running and hiding from her parents because she breathed too loud or looked at them a second too long.
Her feet moved on their own, her breathing shallow but silent as she put some clothes in her backpack before jumping out the window and running towards her neighbours’ house.
WRECK MY PLANS ONE
Pairings: Rafe Cameron x OC!Isla McCewan; kook!king x pogue Chapter warnings: asshole kooks, English isn’t my first language, trauma(?), kids (idk my friends told me to put it as a tw), swear words, not proofread, let me know if I missed something. WC: 1.456 Disclaimer: All characters are aged up cus I don’t feel comfortable writing about teenagers romance and there’s some really strong themes on here.
All her life she’s known never to cross the big names of the island and all her life she’s been in the shadow, working her ass off everyday since she was a kid, never giving those big names any reason to know of her and, especially, never giving them any reason to get mad at her and have her as their rage target.
Wreck my plans
Isla McCewan had it all figured out, take a gap year after high school to work and save up before moving to Washington to study criminology and leave behind this hell she had to call home behind.
But she should've know not to raise her hopes too high, not when her parents were known coke addicts with not a cent to their names. Not when they got in debt with the worst possible family on the island. Not when she found herself in the wrong place at the wrong time.
Rafe Cameron x Isla McCewan Kook king x pogue oc Enemies to forced partners to lovers
anyone interested?
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