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hiii so first if all happy birthday! can I have a request? I’m in need of some reader x Rhysand smut where maybe reader is a sister of Cassian/Azriel or to make it juicier Eris?
This one was tough for me to write for some reason, but I'm happy to finally have it done for you! I hope you like it ☺️
Violet Silk
ACOTAR x Reader Masterlist | Bday Masterlist
Rhys x Cassian's Sister!Reader
Warnings: smut, fighting
Words: 1.1k
18+ only pls
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“I think I’m going to pass for tonight. I’m not feeling well,” you said, feeling bad about the almost-lie as you saw your brother’s face fall.
“Do you need to me to stay here and take care of you?” Cassian asked, worry spilling into his eyes.
“No, it’s just a headache, Cassie. I think I just need to lay down for a bit.”
He gave you a once-over, looking carefully to make sure you weren’t hurt in some other way that you weren’t saying. “Alright… If you need anything, just let me know. Okay?”
“I will.”
“I’ll see you later, munchkin,” Cassian said, giving you a brief squeeze before finally leaving your bedroom doorway. You shut the door, letting out a sigh of relief. You began stripping out of your clothes, then walked to your wardrobe. You flicked through your nightgowns, trying to pick out the one that would appeal to him the most.
You landed on one made of violet silk that just barely covered the swell of your ass, a number that had driven your secret lover wild in the past. While you did have a slight headache, you really wanted to stay home in the hopes that Rhys would seek you out before your brother returned home.
An hour passed after the house had quieted before a knock sounded on your door, sending a flutter of excitement through you. You could scent Rhys through the door already, feel his magic playing on the edge of your mind. “Come in.”
Rhys’s eyes went wide for a second at the sight of you sprawled on your bed with most of your skin exposed, then narrowed as he stalked towards your bed. “I heard you had a headache, darling. I thought I might be able to lend a hand,” he purred, already kneeling on the bed and prying your legs apart.
“That’s just what I was hoping for,” you giggled. You let out a soft gasp when Rhys lowered himself between your thighs, his tongue licking a broad stripe over your sex before his tongue dove between your folds, lapping at your arousal. He wasted no time in pressing a finger into you, quickly followed by another as his tongue moved upwards, licking at the sensitive bud there.
His violet eyes watched your face, drinking in the sight of your pleasure. He worked you perfectly, already knowing the spots that drove you insane and had you begging for him. Your hand worked its way into his hair, keeping him close. The stars in Rhys’s eyes shown brighter when you tipped over the edge, male satisfaction dancing in them.
Rhys pulled his fingers from you and you whined at the sudden emptiness, only to sigh happily when he moved up your body and dragged the tip of his cock through your folds. He was smirking when he pressed into you, the stretch of him taking your breath away and had your hands grasping against his pack. “My perfect girl,” Rhys sighed, peppering your face with kisses when he was fully seated inside of you. You smiled up at him, your cheeks flushing at his words. He let you adjust before he started a slow, steady pace. It wasn’t long before you were angling your hips, asking for more. Rhys’s pace picked up, each thrust drawing a moan from one of you.
You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him close. His lips met yours, so tender and sweet. You shattered beneath him again, pulling him with you, the two of you panting and shaking with pleasure.
“I love you,” you whispered into his neck, savoring the weight of him over you.
“I love you too.” Rhys’s voice was soft, the voice that he reserved for only you. He finally pulled out of you and rolled to the side, facing you. “I’ll stay the night, make sure you don’t have anymore headaches,” Rhys teased, one of his arms wrapping over you. “If it’s alright with you, of course.”
“You know I’d like nothing more than that,” you said quietly, a yawn escaping you.
“I’m glad to hear it, darling.”
It only took you a few minutes to fall asleep, feeling safer than ever wrapped in your High Lord’s arms.
You awoke to the sounds of fighting.
The calm of sleep was sucked from you immediately as you sat up in bed, your sheets clutched to your bare chest. You looked to the source of the noise, shocked to see that Cassian had Rhys pinned to the floor, his fists making contact with the face beneath him. Rhys was already bloodied, and you knew that it would take only a thought for him to force Cassian off of him, yet he still took the beating.
“My sister?!” Cassian roared, landing another hit on Rhys’s cheek. “Of all the females in the world, you choose my sister?!”
“Cass, stop!” you yelled, wrapping the sheets around yourself as best you could and shimmying to the side of the bed they were by. Cassian paused, the hazel eyes you shared turning to look at you. “Let him go. He didn’t do anything wrong,” you begged.
“I disagree with that,” he growled. “Sleeping with my sister when he promised not to is wrong in my eyes.”
You let out a frustrated sigh. “I am my own person, Cassian,” you started in an annoyed tone. “And as such I decide who gets to sleep with me, not you. Now let Rhys go!”
Cassian’s gaze darted between you and the male beneath him before he finally stood, then walked out of the room without another word.
“Are you okay?” You were at Rhys’s side in an instant, looking over the already fading bruising on his face and wiping away the blood that had trickled from his nose.
“Just fine, darling. A thousand more beatings like that, and I would still come back to you,” Rhys said with a grin, then claimed your lips in a heated kiss. “Cassian will calm down eventually, though I will miss the thrill of sneaking around with you.”
Your smiled wide at him. “I think I’ll be happier getting to kiss you whenever I want, regardless of the company we’re in.”
“Good. Now, we still have a bit of time before breakfast, and you’re already naked…” Rhys said with a predatory glint in his eyes.
You didn’t fight one bit as he pushed you back onto the bed, ready for the pleasure that he could give you.
I am back to tell you about that birthday lunch with my friend. It was so much fun!! The food was absolutely delicious, I got chicken finger and fries but they had edible gold on them. The space was super pink and aesthetic so we took lots of pictures. 🌸🌺🌷🪻🌹
I also brought my instant camera along and we have so much fun with it. I have most of them to my birthday girl friend but did keep a few.
I also had a delicious lavender lemonade mocktail, which I now want to replicate 🤩
-🐰
💜so much love for you Tato! 💜
Eeee I'm so glad it was so much fun! And that lavender lemonade mocktail sounds sooooo yummy, I want one lol. Sorry I got to this so late boo 🫶 I love you too!!
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“I want to write a fic about this but I don’t think anybody will be interested in it” ummm hello excuse me ma’am what do you mean you don’t think anybody will be interested in it??? YOU. YOU ARE INTERESTED IN IT???? write it because YOU are interested in it and YOU want to write about it. fanfic writing should always be first and foremost about YOUR enjoyment, not other people’s.
Happy birthday! Would you be willing to do Gwynsand x reader? Anything you could come up with would be lovely!
Thank you my love! I would love to write this but I haven't read ACOSF yet so I don't know Gwyn 😭😭😭 I promise I will keep you in mind for when I finally read the book 🫶
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Happy BIRTHDAY POTATO!!!! Have the best day and many more years!
How’s a Cinderella retelling with Poly Bat Boys or just Cassian, either one
Thank you my dear!! It's been a great day so far ☺️ this was one fun to write, I hope you like it!
Glass Slipper
ACOTAR x Reader Masterlist | Bday Masterlist
Cassian x Reader
Warnings: slightly shitty family
Words: 1k
18+ only pls
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You spun in the mirror, marveling at your reflection. Instead of the typical worn gowns that you were used to wearing, you were dressed in a splendid ball gown, made of pale pink silk covered in tiny diamonds that sparkled in the light. Your heels were made of a matching pink glass, fit perfectly to your skin. A delicate mask covered the top half of your face, also encrusted in diamonds. You felt like a princess.
“Remember, you must be home before midnight,” your aunt instructed. “At the stroke of midnight, your clothes will change back to what they were. Now, get going! You don’t want to be late!” She ushered you out of the door and into the waiting carriage that she had loaned to you.
You were giddy the entire ride to the castle, a bright smile on your face. Never before had you been to a ball, let alone one where the princes were aiming to choose their brides. Your parents had neglected to take you, leaving you behind to sit in silence while your other sisters had the time of their lives.
A butler helped you from the carriage, and you marveled at the sight of the castle. It was decorated beautifully, with flowers everywhere and faelights dancing in the air. You made your way inside, eyes watching the couples that danced gracefully in the center of the room.
Even if you weren’t asked to dance, you knew the risk of punishment would be more than worth it.
You only made it a few paces before a tall, dark haired male approached you, his large wings towering behind him. But the look on his face was soft, even with the mask covering his eyes.
“Would you care for a dance?” he asked, extending a hand to you.
With a blush on your cheeks, you took his hand. “I would love to.”
You danced and danced, your eyes glued to his hazel ones the entire time. Songs passed, and you only halted in your movements until the next one started. His grip on your waist was firm, his hand warm in yours. You found yourself entranced by him, not caring about the envious eyes of other the other ladies in the room, not when all of his attention was focused on you.
Time flew past in his arms, and you just barely managed to tear your eyes away from him long enough to glance at the clock, now only five minutes to midnight. Your eyes went wide, and you tugged yourself from his hold without warning. The surprise and disappointment in his eyes hurt your heart, but you needed to get home, or at least in your carriage, before your clothes changed back to normal and the illusion you had crafted was shattered.
“I’m sorry, I need to go,” you apologized, not waiting for him to respond before you turned and fled towards the entry hall.
“Wait!” he called after you, and you ran faster - there was no way you would let him see you how you normally looked.
You ran down the front steps, one of your shoes falling off as you did. You glanced back, but knew that you had no time to turn back and grab it. You just barely managed to fling yourself into your carriage before your mask dissipated and your gown turned back to the ragged one you had been in before.
Tears filled your eyes at the knowledge that you would never be able to see him again, not as the beautiful female you’d been today.
Once you were home, you rushed upstairs and threw yourself on your bed, letting the tears leak onto your pillow as you cried yourself to sleep.
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The next morning, it was announced that Prince Cassian was looking for the female he’d been dancing with all night.
Your heart fluttered at the thought.
Your sisters, of course, were the first in your household to try on the slipper that you’d left behind. It was only when you peeked your head out of the kitchen that you were required to try it on, though your attention was taken entirely by the prince. He was even more handsome without his mask on, and his eyes shined brightly when they turned to you.
“Have a seat, sweetheart,” he said, gesturing to the chair that your sisters had just occupied. You did as he said, blushing when you realized that the bodice of your dress was stained. Cassian gently removed your left shoe, then slid the glass heel he was holding onto your foot. It fit just as perfectly as it had the night before. He grinned up at you, satisfaction dancing in his eyes. “Finally,” he sighed, “It’s nice to officially meet you…?”
“Y/N,” you said softly, your blush deepening when he repeated your name.
“My name is Cassian, sweetheart. Would you allow me the honor of courting you?”
“Are you sure you want to do that?” your eldest sister asked, disgust in her tone. “She hasn’t been raised for court life.”
Cassian’s head whipped around to look at her, and if you had to guess by her expression, he was glaring at her fiercely. “Of course I am sure,” he said confidently. “Never have I been so comfortable with someone as I was with you last night,” he said, turning back to you as he did.
“I… I would be delighted, Cassian.”
He smiled broadly at you. “Wonderful. I’ll come by tomorrow to take you to dinner.”
You bit your lip as you smiled at him, more than ready for tomorrow to already be here. “That sounds lovely.”
“Until tomorrow, then,” Cassian said, standing from where he was kneeling in front of you. He left the house, leaving you behind with your family, all of whom were glaring at you.