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If Tamlin was allergic to chocolate (because dog) but got some as a gift from Rhysand would he tell him
No he'd eat it anyways (Rhys would hold his hair back while he vomits)
Yes (he doesn't want Rhys to feel bad for harming him)
No (he wants to accuse Rhysand of attempting to poison him)
Yes (he would reject the gift, he's not accepting that mating bond)
No (he'd take the gift then throw it away)
Yes (but he'd take the gift and give it to Lucien)
Other
Azriel sighed, "I did not turn you, sweet hunter, but I also don't plan on letting you go." His grip tightened around Gwyn, holding her closer. "I will keep you until I am done tasting you..."
In the darkness of his coffin, Azriel’s mouth found Gwyn’s neck, kissing the taut skin. Gwyn moaned, melting in his hold.
"What if...what if I want you to turn me?"
Azriel pulled back. "The hunter wants to become the vampire?" He asked, his words escaping his lips like a soft purr.
"Well..." Gwyn began, extending her neck further for him. "I could still be a hunter... a better one. I'd have undeniable strength. Sharpened senses. Innate magic...Creatures of all kinds would fear me more than they already do."
Azriel’s cock hardened, pressing into her side at her words. "You have no doubt killed many of my kind. I should repay the favor, but yet I find all I want to do is serve your every command."
"Then what are you waiting for, vampire, turn me," Gwyn was eager, hungry for a chance to become something new.
He lapped one long stroke of his tongue along her neck and whispered, "Let me taste you for just a moment longer. Let me feed off of you and then, then I will turn you."
Gwyn whined, her sex throbbing with anticipation of Azriel tasting her more and turning her when he saw fit. "Promise?" She moaned.
Azriel chuckled, "I promise. Now let's not keep my wet, wanting hunter waiting."
Azriel bit down on Gwyn's neck as his fingers slid between her legs, and he drank his full with the promise of turning Gwyn into the formidable hunter she desired to be.
Thank you to everyone who participated! 🧛♂️
🎃 Happy Halloween Gwynriels! 🎃
my partner and i are watching the rookie so i have police on the brain
Officer X just pulled you over and needs you to step out of the car
Who's the man in the uniform that may pat you down?
Rhysand
Eris
Cassian
Azriel
Lucien
Helion
Tarquin
Jurian
Which bat boy is most likely to not have a bed frame? 🤔
Rhysand
Azriel
Cassian
Favourite mlm maasverse ship
Azriel x Eris
Tamlin x Rhysand
Chaol x Dorian
Tamlin x Lucien
Rhysand x Cassian
Azriel x Cassian
Tharion x Ithan
Other (comment your favourite)
So since nothing is canon (because apparently Lucien pushed Elain into the cauldron???) and everything can be retconned on a vibe, what do you think will be her next retcon?
SJM next retcon is...
Elain actually has blue grey eyes like her sisters. She wears magic contacts.
Morrigan doesn't drink wine and she's never worn red lipstick before.
Tamlin personally dragged Nesta and Elain to Hybern while laughing with glee.
Lucien was secretly a spy for Eris whilst in the Spring Court that he hates.
Rhysand actually isn't related to Keir and Mor at all.
Eris's actually lied about his age because he's Beron's younger brother.
Cassian never threw Nesta's Christmas gift into the river. He tripped and fell.
Last time I made this I accidently hit the poll for 24 hours instead of a week, so DO OVER FOR THE WOMEN!
In the two former polls (link here) Azriel and Amren won. But no one even voted Emerie, LoA, or Viviane! And thats not a fair comparison. So here.
Which ACOTAR girl is most likely to play horror games?
Feyre (Adrenaline Junkie)
Nesta (Literal Death)
Elain (Entirely dead inside)
Viviane (Likes to make Kallias play with her)
Morrigan (Literally lives in the Court of Nightmares)
Amren (Is critiquing the monster's way of killing her)
Vassa (Is too angry at being killed to be scared)
Cresseida (In it to win it, there is no time to be scared)
Lady of Autumn (She's beating the levels for her sons)
Nuan (Screams at all the jumpscares but cannot stop playing)
Emerie (Is obsessed with the storyline and wants all the lore)
Gwyn (Will look death directly in the eye)
Let me know if I should make another one for the guys, or do y'all think Azriel is unarguably the winner?
Feysand, center of the universe, and their beautiful moments pitted against each other in this poll.. once again proving that acotar is nothing without them
“But then she snapped your neck.” Tears rolled down his face. “And I felt you die,” he whispered. Tears were sliding down my own cheeks. “And this beautiful, wonderful thing that had come into my life, this gift from the Cauldron … It was gone. In my desperation, I clung to that bond. Not the bargain—the bargain was nothing, the bargain was like a cobweb. But I grabbed that bond between us and I tugged, I willed you to hold on, to stay with me, because if we could get free … If we could get free, then all seven of us were there. We could bring you back. And I didn’t care if I had to slice into all of their minds to do it. I’d make them save you.” His hands were shaking. “You’d freed us with your last breath, and my power—I wrapped my power around the bond. The mating bond. I could feel you flickering there, holding on.” Home. Home had been at the end of the bond, I’d told the Bone Carver. Not Tamlin, not the Spring Court, but … Rhysand.
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“And now I want you to know, Rhysand, that I love you. I want you to know … ” His lips trembled, and I brushed away the tear that escaped down his cheek. “I want you to know,” I whispered, “that I am broken and healing, but every piece of my heart belongs to you. And I am honored—honored to be your mate.” His arms wrapped around me and he pressed his forehead to my shoulder, his body shaking. I stroked a hand through his silken hair. “I love you,” I said again. I hadn’t dared say the words in my head. “And I’d endure every second of it over again so I could find you. And if war comes, we’ll face it. Together. I won’t let them take me from you. And I won’t let them take you from me, either.”
