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Requests are closed!! Please don’t send any more in, thank you 🧡💛
[*] = Means there’s smut :) [***] = means it might be unethical or a little more intense :) Dividers used are made by the amazing @cafekitsune!
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and now, the moment you've all been waiting for. . .
our 2026 Carabiner Queen, who not only earned the most points but also appeared in the most submissions and was featured in the highest number of unique pairings, is….
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Elain “I don’t want a mate. I don’t want a male” Archeron
with her homesteader hobbies and burgeoning divination practice, it’s no surprise that high femme socialite + famously single girl Elain Archeron is taking this year’s crown 🥇💐🏆👑
our 2026 queen knows her way around a fertile garden and is notoriously well-practiced in the art of tending to the most delicate of buds. we have no choice but to stan
congratulations Elain!!
🩷✂️🩷✂️🩷
First runner up: Nesta Archeron 🥈💐
Second runner up: Gwyneth Berdara 🥉💐
congratulations to all of the finalists in this year's competition❣️
art credits to madschofield
the scores are in....
the following are our top four contestants for the 2026 Carabiner Queen. who do you 🫵 think will take the crown??
guess!
Elain Archeron
Gwyneth Berdara
Morrigan
Nesta Archeron
2 for jesminda x emerie <3
And The Wind Pushed Her Forward: Emerie x Jesminda
For @sjmsapphic Day 3
Thank you for this prompt omg I'm glad you are encouraging me to indulge in my Jes and Emerie parallels! As always, I ended up writing a bit more than a drabble 🫣
Rated Teen and Up || One-shot || 3,277 words
Main tags: Canon Divergence, Love At First Sight, Sexism, Making Out, Running Way
Summary: A stranger arrives in Windhaven, pulling at Emerie's longing for freedom and adventure.
Read on Ao3
Snippet below cut:
Hiiii!! I always love coming to your blog and reading your newest works. Your writing style is just so effortless for me to read and enjoy, I love it. Tomorrow is June 6th and it will be one year since the last cbmthy update. I was wondering if the series is concluded or if more is to be expected. Either way I love your work and look forward to more!
No way it's been a year 💀
omgggggggggg
Okay so first of all, thank you!! <3 I'm getting some joy back into my system now that the sun is coming out again! In regards to CBMTHY--I'm not really sure what's happening with it? Probably the best way to put it/phrase it would be by saying that it's in/on a hiatus? I'm not actively working on it, and it's just so. fucking. depressing.
I feel like I've worked myself into a hole with how it's been written up until now and there are just so many other things I'd rather write that would bring me so much more joy? Of course the satisfaction of executing the idea I have for ch. 26 would be incredible, and I would love to do so at some point, but idk if I have it in me currently as a writer, or as a person? Again, it's just such a depressing and hopeless story
Not sure how ppl feel about it anymore but I know there was a period when I was actively writing it that a lot of people cared about that story and I think could see parts of themselves in the emotional tangle happening. It's not at its end, nor have I yet decided to discontinue it, it's just not being worked on at the moment.
Im back to support your emerie endeavor! (endeavmerie?)
how about “avoid” for emerie x merrill (you know that one very pretty priestess)
MERRILL?? LMFAO i will give it my very best shot
Word Count: 675
Warnings: none, except for canon-typical Merrill slander. idk if Merrill has shooters like that but just in case you've been warned
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OH MY GOD THE WHOLE FIRST PARAGRAPH GOT CUT OFF FROM THIS BUT I FIXED IT
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The truth sat on her skin, crawling up her spine and digging into every pore and scar. You will not see each other again. But she refused it. She refused to believe it, to let it come into fruition.
Mor x Andromache moodboard and an old snippet from my abandoned backstory fic! Last minute submission for @sjmsapphic weekend 🥺😩
Blue-blood Lagoons, and Summer Tangerines
Amarantha x reader
For @sjmsapphic ! So sad it’s coming to an end but so excited to be catching up over the coming days :3
a/n: another one for thqc! This one is set relatively early on in reader’s time under Amarantha’s care, but is fine to be read as a standalone!! <3
synopsis: Summer Court, [?] years into Amarantha’s reign.
Every bath the High Queen has taken since arriving in this sweltering land she has left dark, and heavy with blood. She swims in pools, and dries herself beneath the sun—bare and delightful. You’ve been double the use to her, as of late.
warnings: blood/canon typical violence; oral (Amarantha receiving); scratching; kind of d/s dynamicss; not proofread
word count: 3,678
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let’s get back to our roots 🙂↕️ feyre/mor + destined?
anything and everything for you
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A knock on the door sent Feyre's heart racing. Please, please, please, don't be him, be her-
"Mor," Feyre breathed. Mor offered Feyre a strained smile as she stepped into the cabin, tucking and untucking a piece of golden hair behind her arched ear.
Feyre tugged on the end of her braid, wishing she'd dressed a little nicer.
Mor took a look around of the cabin and Feyre's handiwork. Her gaze fell on the eyes overhead watching, a soft brown framed in dark lashes.
"Is that supposed to be me?" she asked, poking Feyre in the ribs. Feyre only shrugged, suddenly embarrassed.
Mor sat herself on the sofa, smoothing out the non-existent wrinkles in her pants. Feyre didn't know what to do with herself, didn't know if she could sit so close to Mor when she smelled of vanilla and cold snowy air.
"Rhys is looking for you," Mor began, offering Feyre a smile that didn't quite meet her eyes.
"He believes we're mates," Feyre said flatly.
Mor broke eye contact, instead looking down at the twisting fingers in her lap. "Would it be so bad? Being part of our court?"
"No," Feyre said in a rush of air. "But..."
Mor dared to look up at Feyre with a wariness Feyre felt deep in her soul.
"He's in love with you," Mor all but whispered. "And I love him."
"Men are always falling in love," Feyre heard herself say, barely recognizing the bitterness in her words, "what about what I want?"
Mor tucked that same strand of hair behind her ear, still holding Feyre's gaze. It was that look that convinced Feyre to sit beside her first and only friend.
Her own mate, if such a thing were possible. Feyre could feel it thrumming in her chest and had ever since Mor had rescued her in Spring, carrying her to safety.
"What do you want, Feyre?" Mor asked, her breath sweet as it fanned against Feyre's face. Feyre hadn't realized she'd sat so close, thigh to thigh, knee to knee. Feyre was scared Mor would reject her for this, that she'd choose the loyalty of her High Lord, her cousin, her court, over the feelings Feyre was certain they shared.
And if this was all Feyre was ever going to get, well. She was going to take it, consequences be damned.
"I just want you," Feyre breathed, ghosting her lips over Mor's. "I'm in love with you."
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White Ribbon Spa: What Lies Beneath
a Feyre x Ianthe one-shot for day 1 of @sjmsapphic💞
rating: explicit
content: dubious consent, body modification, monster cock 😁
summary: Feyre Archeron is in need of a relaxation from her newfound duties as High Lady, but she finds Gwyneth Berdara’s spa far too unnerving. There, a ghost from her past comes back and this time, she can’t run away.
THANK YOU SO MUCH @eatsbooks for beta reading all of those months ago you beautiful wonderful amazing angel 🩵
snippet after the cut & you can read the rest on ao3 here!
Sticky Spider’s Web
Spider!elain x reader
For the first day of @sjmsapphic 😋 v. happy to share spider!Elain with you guysss 🧡🧡👩❤️💋👩
a/n: pleaseeee women and monsters pleasseeee 🙏 alsooo this is one of those fics where everything conveniently works out in the end 😌 no crit and enjoy ur wlw monster smuttt with love 🧡🫶
synopsis: having heard tales of a creature in the woods alleged able to grant wishes, you venture deep into the forest. But when a patch of rich, rain-soaked moss causes you to plummet from your height, only to be caught in the sticky, springy web of the very creature you seek, you’re unsure whether your luck is unbelievable, or run out entirely.
warnings: spider!elain who has female and male genitalia; teratophilia/monsterfucking; web bondage; mild sex pollen(?) from the oral (elain receiving); p in v; squirting; blood/biting; veryyyyy brief ovipositor stuff; heights
word count: 4,008
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20 for manon x elide!! <3
Lure
SJM Sapphic Showdown @sjmsapphic - Day 1: Arrangement, Scent, Mutual Pining
The first thoughts that came to me for this prompt were sirens and vampires, luring their prey to their death. Vamp Manon seemed quite fitting I’ve taken a loooooooooot of creative liberties with the prompt… (hope that's okay lol)
Also tagging @tadpolesonalgae as requested 🩷
✧・゚: *✧・゚:*✧・゚: *✧・゚:*✧・゚: *✧・゚:*✧・゚: *✧
Manon slunk down the alley in the misty night, her hooded red cloak hiding the gleam of her moon-white hair. The cloudy sky concealed all trace of starlight, the perfect conditions for the hunt.
Down the other end of the alley, hidden from view in a stone alcove, was her prey. A young couple, taking advantage of the dark and quiet to steal a moment together.
Manon was the picture of lethal grace as she prowled closer. At this proximity, Manon could feel the pulsing beats of the male’s heart, could smell the metallic yet sweet lifeblood flowing through his veins.
Thump, thump.
The male’s back was to the stone wall, attention fully on the beautiful, dark-haired female before him. Her slender hands nimbly unfastened the buttons of his shirt, baring his chest to the cool night air.
Thump, thump.
The female’s head dipped to the side, now granted access to the column of his throat. She licked a long stripe down the side of his neck.
Thump, thump.
Manon stepped out of the shadows in front of the male. His eyes flared in shock as he took in the newcomer. The corners of Manon’s wine-red lips curved upwards. “Well done, Elide,” she purred.
The female, Elide, took a step backwards towards Manon. The male’s bare chest heaved as he took heavy breaths, slowly moving his eyes between the two females.
“Would you like to join us, sweetheart?” He drawled arrogantly to Manon. “I don’t mind sharing.”
Manon took a step closer, silver flashing at her fingertips as she protracted her iron nails. “I do mind,” she said coldly. “And I don’t like to play with my food.”
With a lightning-fast swipe of her hand, Manon slashed the male’s throat. Ruby-red blood gushed from the wound and dripped down the sharpened tips.
Manon turned to Elide, primal lust across her face. “You can have the first taste, my love,” she said, pulling Elide closer and bringing her bloodied nails to Elide’s mouth.
Elide looked into Manon’s golden eyes as she slowly licked along the digit, savouring the coppery tang against her tongue. Elide smiled darkly back at Manon, red tinting her teeth. “Once we finish our dinner, I’d like you for dessert.”
“Happy to oblige,” Manon purred, guiding Elide’s mouth to hers.
fmc for cresseida, amren and nuan (aka the bad bitches blunt rotation) 🫡🫦😩
excellent suggestion >:) and a very hard choice
who’s next?? that’s up to you 🫵 send any 3 maasverse characters for the next round of fmk where no women are killed and instead r put in the cuck chair because we love women
fm(cuc)k
fuck Cresseida, marry Amren, cuck Nuan
fuck Cresseida, marry Nuan, cuck Amren
fuck Amren, marry Cresseida, cuck Nuan
fuck Amren, marry Nuan, cuck Cresseida
fuck Nuan, marry Cresseida, cuck Amren
fuck Nuan, marry Amren, cuck Cresseida
one more week remains until the sapphic showdown, in which maasverse characters will compete for the title of carabiner queen❣️
the event will start on Saturday May 30 and run through Monday June 1. remember to tag the account @sjmsapphic and add the #sjmsapphic2026 tag on your posts. ao3 works can be added to a collection that we will share closer to the event.
there will be one (1) character crowned as the winner during an award ceremony following the event. take a look at the rules and scoring guidelines to see how you can support your fave!
looking for a way to participate but not sure how? check out: prompts | pose inspiration | drabble + sketch ask game
So as everyone knows, I love to turn Cassian into a monster every Cassian Week 😌 We had Gargoyle Cassian for Cassian Week 2023. Big blue alien Cassian for Cassian Week 2024. And who could forget Mothman Cassian for Cassian Week 2025?
And for Cassian Week 2026, we're turning our favorite boy into a demon! 😈 But the question is....
What should the "plot" be for Demon Cassian?
Tomas tries to sacrifice Nesta, but Cassian is like hmm imma just marry her
Nesta summons him to make a deal, and Cassian is like the deal is marriage
Demon Cassian just straight up kidnaps Nesta from her home and/or the woods
Something else (but you must tell me what)
Event Rules
🍓 tag @sjmsapphic and use #sjmsapphic2026 for posts to be included in the event. a collection on ao3 will also be created for event works
🍓 this event is meant to be inclusive and welcomes any and all creations made in the spirit of exploring sapphic identities. works do not need to depict ships, and ships depicted do not need to exclusively feature woman-identifying characters. if you're not sure, feel free to ask! but this is for fun + encouraging more queer creations; we will not be strict
🍓 you do not need to be queer to participate! there is no prerequisite
🍓 important caveat to the above: this event is not terf friendly
🍓 no hate and no ai or you will be blocked
🍓 depictions of canonically male characters through a sapphic lens are allowed (from exploring gender identity to using shapeshifting magic to genderswap AUs, and so on). that said, canonically male characters will be excluded from the running for the crown
🍓 crossovers featuring sjm characters from different series (e.g., Nesta Archeron x Bryce Quinlan) are highly encouraged. however, we ask that pairings feature only SJM characters (e.g., no Morrigan x Jude Duarte). original characters based in SJM fandoms (e.g., Manon Blackbeak x Crochan Witch OC) and x reader fics are also encouraged!
🍓 late submissions will be accepted for inclusion in the ao3 collection and masterlists for up to one week! however only submissions posted by the last day of the event will be awarded points
The Story Of Us
Pairing : Elain x Lucien x Azriel x Emerie (in that order lol)
@polysjmweek Day 7(late): Why Choose?
Summary: Title says it all. The story of how Elain and Lucien, then Azriel, then Emerie all fell in love together. 💕
Warnings: We hate Rhysand in this fic. But Feyre is no better.
Word count: 2.6k
A/N: I came up with this polycule like this: "Damn. Elain really does have a type. Scarred, sassy, emo-ish males. Wonder what this throuple would be like... Nah. Too much testosterone... OH. BUT WITH EMERIE?! Goddamnnnnn! Hawt. ❤️🔥" So here it is! One day late, after some mental breakdown, my dinosaur of a computer crash out (and mine. As it deleted over 500 words minimum.), and a migraine! Enjoy!
Also. Big thank you to @acourtofladydeath and @tadpolesonalgae for the help 🙏💕 love you x
Dividers made by @tsunami-of-tears
Elain was a happy, newly made mate; and yet she wasn’t sure whether it was herself or Rhysand that was the most over the moon with her union to the Day Court’s heir.
Lucien was, too. In his own way, maybe. They both were, that much could not be denied. But when the mating frenzy died a few days later, their normal self and rationality slowly coming back, they both could tell something was missing from the equation.