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@musty-old-claptrap
˖ ݁ . ── Hi!!!!!! 👋
she/her . 30s . milf . dtf . joking . or am i…?
welcome to my crib where I worship the ground Elain Archeron walks on 🫧 im here for a Good Time™ n i would ship someone w a cardboard box if the fic/art was good enough 💞
“Ship wars are the root of all evil.”
- Proverbs 69:4-20 🙏😔
Now, back to me!!!! I have written some lil stories on ao3 (mustyoldclaptrap) about elain & lucien so if ur into that, here’s a list:
✔️ = completed | 💗 = smut | 👼🏼 = u love author aw ty
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who wanna be friends with drawbacks
friends with consequences
renascence
after being liberated from her bodily servitude to the high lord of autumn, iphigenia belrose takes refuge in the derelict spring court alongside her savior: the high lord of spring himself, tamlin. together, they claw their way towards their new beginning.
pairing: tamlin/iphigenia belrose (oc) rating: explicit word count: 7.5k/66k a/n: avoidant attachment style vs anxious attachment style who y'all got ‼️‼️‼️ just a snippet for tunglr dot hell but find the full chapter on ao3 if ! ur nasty
chapter eleven: recursion
Everything seems to swirl. Steam curls up from the bath in languid, unhurried tendrils, thick in its clouding of the chambers, then it tumbles into the open-window morning in coiling billows. The surface of the water ripples concentrically, outer rings lapping against outer rings, their grooves fading in serpentine time. Even the tinkles to come from below emerge round and looping.
From within her fragrant haze, Iphigenia observes these things without seeing them. Her hair fans out from her shoulders where it has been submerged. Her nails glide along the smooth slopes of her limbs, just as they have for the better part of an hour. Circles and circles and circles.
She did not sleep. She could not. An endless loop: He hasn't had time for any of us. Not since… Not 'til you.
Each word teased apart and wound back together, over, over, over, hastened on by the reality of his tongue pressed to her—which happened and kept happening after. She felt him all through her sleepless night. He was in every shift of her sheets against her overwarm skin. He was in the tug at her nape as she turned to one side, then to the other. He was behind the close of her eyes; he was pressed between her thighs, and when she parted them, she could feel him there.
Still, she can feel him there.
Not since… Not 'til you.
Decades.
If it has not been since, and it has not been until, it would mean that decades have passed since last he knew a female. It would mean that in all that time he spent willful and withdrawn, she alone roused him. Not only his vigor—but his spirits, too. It would mean that despite his heart being unmoved, something else in him had been
By her.
Her touch drifts in the veiled heat, grazing low along her navel, and she shudders. The steam swirls. The water ripples.
It cannot mean what it seems to mean.
Yet something in her has stirred, and it will not permit her rest. She allows her fingers to descend lower, venturing past the slick slope of her abdomen and into the crook beside her entrance. The slip there changes. Richer. More ample. She catches her bottom lip between her teeth.
Hi pervert! I've ô’btained an item...
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I have a bad feeling about this 👀🫦 @nerisweek
Advertising art for "The Book of Torture." Found in The Art of Kissing. n.d.
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Thought this might help others who struggle when writing. I know I get in my head too much.
MEGAN THEE STALLION via Instagram — June 5, 2026
Visions 🔮
Another day without cover and title announcement, another day where I have the physical need to draw ACOTAR related stuff.
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The✨️Embrace for @popjunkie42
Philip Alexius de László (detail)
Will o the Wisp by Lev Lerch, 1888
Happy cassian week day 1. I was working on a card set and managed to get his card done first
@cassianappreciationweek
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I SAID... Elain and Lucien will have Maid Marian and Robin Hood vibes.
Eduardo Risso
