#kitashiwrites

Well, it has certainly been awhile lol Hello there! How’s everyone doing?

I’ve honestly avoided tumblr for a long time, only peeking in here and there when I have gotten the occasional tag from some very sweet people who still read & recommend my old fics. I’m actually not even sure I’m making a good choice posting now. It’s been over 5 years since ACOWAR & a lot has happened in my life. My last actual Update post that wasn’t a reblog (which was from like, what, 2017???) unexpectedly ended up documenting one of those life changing moments where your whole world turns upside down for the better. The ‘Rhysand Archeron’ player character I met while leveling up my gatherers in FFXIV (which this game is the reason my backlog of games now rivals my backlog of books 😓) had our first date less than 4 months after that post 😅 We’ve been together ever since & have been as happy as can be (though he goes by a different character name these days) 💜

The reason I’m here though is because of a few friends and family of mine (including 2 who asked me less than 12 hours apart & have no connection to each other) out of the blue about a week ago asked me, “Have you read/heard of ACOTAR?” 🤔

*cue manic laughter*

To make a long story much shorter & not bore you, after discussing with a few of them, I agreed to give the graphic audiobooks of ACOTAR, ACOMAF, & possibly ACOWAR a shot, to see if anything has changed for me in all this time. And some things clearly never do, because I made it to approximately the end of Chapter 4 of ACOTAR before I got inspiration for a fanfic. From Nesta’s POV of all things.

I’m nothing if not a glutton for punishment lol

I can’t promise how this will all go. I’m honestly very hesitant. But I’m willing to give it a second chance & see where it takes me.

KATE I LOVE YOU AND WE ARE DOING THE SLEEPING HEADCANON BECAUSE SLEEPING IS MY FAVORITE FOR ALL SHIPS

Cazigan + Sleeping

So when all three of these morons are home together, they’re sleeping in Mor’s room. It smells nice. Incredibly nice. Which isn’t a difficult accomplish to manage when compared to the Gross Cass and Az sometimes drag home, but regardless - Mor scents her pillows with calming scents to help her sleep and the boys love it. They’ll never actually admit that’s why they prefer her room with the smaller bed and more feminine colors, but it is. And at the end of the day, those scents help them fall asleep too.

Mor is always - ALWAYS - the last one to wake up. And ‘wake up’ is putting it mildly. Cassian generally leaves the task of waking the beast up to Azriel because if Cass tries to do it, he gets too playful and expressive for Mor to deal with that early in the morning (even if ‘that early’ is 5pm). So Cassian goes out into the House and cooks a breakfast that generally is enough to finish rousing Mor if Azriel hasn’t already succeeded, which he usually has via soft touches and gentle kisses on her neck, whispering her name quietly. Mor appreciates the subtle approach. The last time Cassian tried, she’d wound up with hot tea spilled all over her sheets.

Things change drastically, however, if one of the three isn’t home and Mother above help whoever is stuck in the House when TWO of them are gone at once. The remaining pair usually takes up residence in the missing person’s room for the duration of their absence. The scent is just too inviting and comforting to ignore. There’s not much sexual activity going on either when one person is gone. Just lots of sleeping and holding and being very, very close for comfort in that bed until the other one comes back. These weeks are the only reason Rhys begins to suspect the three of them have started a thing. The three are really good at hiding it when they’re all three together, feeling good and playing off each other in their normal way. But when one person is gone, Rhys isn’t stupid. He sees Mor and Az together - in Cassian’s room, and he sees Az and Cassian together in Mor’s room when she’s at the CoN. Rhys, sad about his own empty bed, never says a word.

Being back together after a reunion is the best of times and so, so much fun. The antics they get up to in their various beds leads to some funny positions waking up in the morning. They don’t sleep in a normal position, even if they start out as such. It’s not uncommon to wake up and find Mor at the foot of the bed sprawled next to Cassian who is half hanging off the edge with Azriel still up by the pillows and so forth. It’s just too many tangles of limbs and wings and bodies and crazy sexual antics to stay put for one night.

However, on the nights where Mor is upset or Azriel is silent or Cassian is bloody, the three of them nestle in together, Mor always in the middle, and they just hold on until they’re asleep and even then a long while after. Those are the nights they don’t move. The Hard Nights. But they wouldn’t take them away for anything because waking up wrapped up completely in the two other people they care most about is worth everything.

Tagged by @kitashiwrites , Thank you my dear!  I’m going to put my Inquisitor Lavellan Spotify playlist on shuffle to be more relevant to tumblr.  I put a youtube link in case anyone is interested.

Rules: Put your music app on shuffle and jot down the first ten songs. Here we go!

1. Set in Stone (solavellan)

2. May I (solavellan/solas pov)

3. Bartender (post-game/pre-trespasser/Teiran)

4. This Means War (arlathan/pre-veil/solas vs. enuvaris)

5. Bean Phaidin (I like this one while running around dai)

6. Neverland (solavellan)

7. Story of My Life (Varric)

8. Evermore (Dan Stevens version/solavellan)

9.  Now or Never (post-game/pre-trespasser/solavellan)

10. Misty Mountains (just running around dai)

I’m tagging:

Word count :: 1,040

Chapters :: 1/1

Rating :: General Audiences

Relationships :: Feyre/Rhysand

Characters :: Feyre, Rhysand

Additional Tags :: FeyRhys Secret Santa 2016, Feyre POV, Neady02

Language :: English

It took me forever to make it work, but I finally managed to put together a basic masterlist that isn’t Ao3! lol

Hi everyone! So I was tagged to do the ACOTAR Accent Challenge by @dalliantthoughts (thanks for tagging me! :D), & after fighting with iTunes, Tumblr, & everything in between, I actually managed to make it work! I apologize if it is a bit quiet; I was trying not to bother anyone when I recorded it. It was super fun to do though! :) (EDIT: the audio file stopped working, so I uploaded it to SoundCloud. Hope that makes things better!)

The Questions:

- State your name and username

- Where are you from?

- Pronounce the following words:

Feyre Archeron, Rhysand, Cresseida, Thesan, Rhoe Galathynius, Illyrian, Manon, Abraxos, Prythian, Lucien, Ianthe, Suriel, Bryaxis, Carridwen and Nuala, Elide, Velaris, Rowan Whitethorn, Chaol Westfall, Yrene Towers, Nehemia Ytger, Rifthold, Adarlan, Crochan, Kaltain Rompier, Sorscha, Dorian Havilliard, Lyria, Asterion horse, Valg, Eyllwe, wyrdmarks, rowaelin, feysand (and Lorcan).

- How did you find out about the books?

- When did you start reading them?

- Favourite character from TOG and ACOTAR

- Have you read Assassin’s Blade? Do you plan on reading the ACOTAR novellas?

- Favourite ship(s)?

- Read a page from your favourite book from TOG or ACOTAG

- Which scene destroyed you the most?

- If you read fanfiction name your favourite or some of your favourites.

links as mentioned in the file (Ao3 was easier to link, as not everything can be found on tumblr anymore):

All The Pretty Girls by starswholisten What Rises from the Ashes by @rhysand-vs-rowan ACOWAS & My Fair Warrior by @sarahviehmann Moriel fics by @abookandacoffee Everything by my Threadsister @illyriantremors

- Fave headcanons?

- Favourite quote(s)?

- If you could choose any piece of media to readapt the Maasverse in, what would you choose? (e.g.: movie(s), tv show, animation, a musical, video games, etc.)

- TOG or ACOTAR? Why?

- Which would be your ACOTAR Court? Why?

- And last but not least, say 3 unpopular opinions. Do it, go off.

I tag my Threadsister @illyriantremors, @abookandacoffee, & @sarahviehmann to do this (only if you want or haven’t done it already, no pressure), & anyone else who is interested in doing it!

YES BAE CAZIGAN IT’S DONE I was so hoping someone would ask for Cazigan. Of course I could count on you, Kate. <3 Consider this an extension of this Valentine’s Day AU from February. Not fully explicit, but definitely Mature.

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When light crashes through the window that morning, Cassian moves to brush the sleep away from his eyes only to halt at the realization of warmth on either side of him that moving around caused him to notice.

His mind whirs for a brief minute trying to remember why his bed has never felt like this before, why he smells distinctly male and female scents not suited to his own bedroom, and why there appears to be what feels like a splash of long hair over his chest and a shorter crop over his toned stomach.

Cassian’s eyes snap open. And it’s not the ceiling of his bedroom that meets him.

What he does find is his very naked self settled nicely between the also very naked selves of Apartments #301 and #303.

It all comes back then. Valentine’s Day. Watching the two neighbors he’d been secretly pining for the past few weeks flirt with each other and then shamelessly invite him over for a party of three with a makeshift Valentine. A night of very entertaining revelry that followed Cassian won’t soon forget.

And now here they all are - Mor’s mile-long legs wrapped snugly around Cassian’s own strong thighs, and Azriel’s arm strewn comfortably across his hips as if it had always been there. Cassian’s lips part with a half-amused, half-shocked smile.

Screw you, he thinks smugly towards the boyfriend who’d dumped not even 24 hours prior. This beats that sorry piece of ass any day.

Mor shifts cozy as a cat and suddenly, Cass goes still, his heart thudding away in his chest. How does this... work exactly? What if they’ll want him to leave? What if this was just a one time thing? He doesn’t think he’d be able to stomach the disappointment if that was all this turned out to be. A pity fuck.

Not that they’d known he was on the outs when they’d run into each other in the hallway. Surely they were genuine in their invitation. It definitely had felt genuine when Azriel had pushed him roughly onto the bed and into Mor’s waiting arms, their kisses searing heat all over.

But what if...

“Up,” a soft, feminine voice purrs at his ear and Cassian nearly jumps, he hadn’t been paying attention in his musings. But Mor is certainly at his ear and sounding much less awake than she typically does and she’s... she’s...

Ordering him to get out.

Cassian’s heart sinks.

He shifts, making to lean forward and separate himself from the tangle of limbs they’ve become between the sheets, when Mor’s hand stops him and she whispers groggily again at his ear. “I like devil’s food.”

Devil’s food?

Devil’s food??

Cassian doesn’t have time to parse out exactly what that means because the sensation of Mor nipping at his earlobe and flicking her tongue over the tip has him recalling precisely the same maneuver from last night on certain other parts of him and he’s not sure anymore if he’s awake or dreaming.

Mor finishes grazing her teeth gently over his ear and settles back down curling into the pillow with a satisfied little smile. “And he likes sprinkles.”

“Glazed,” Azriel suddenly grunts. He hasn’t moved despite Cassian and Mor shuffling about.

“You can get the glazed,” Mor replies sweetly hiding a snicker, “but he’s still gonna eat the sprinkles.”

Wait. Are they really talking about... donuts??

Azriel finally rolls off Cassian’s stomach with a groan, his arm stretching out to one side so that Cass has a magnificent view of his lover’s toned chest, the muscles of which constrict and flex wonderfully in the morning light as Az wakes up. He then steps out of the bed, his bare ass a work of art strutting toward the bathroom.

It’s a long moment of staring even after the door has closed before Cass hears Mor’s giggle and he looks over at her. “I know,” she teases. “He’s hot.”

Yes, Cass thinks, noticing that the sheets have fallen to one side and exposed Mor’s generous chest that he’d spent some good time with a few hours prior. And so are you.

Somehow, he and Az both end up at the front door at the same time, both fully dressed, though Az has kept it simpler than Cassian’s full ensemble. He’s in nothing more a simple loose pair of soft pants and a simple black tee while Cassian only has the dark wash jeans and button up from the night before. He had wanted to look nice before getting dumped, he supposed.

The two step into the hallway and the full realization of what just happened between the three of them - between the two of them even - starts to hit. The door closes and Cassian finds him and Az just staring at each other.

But...

Azriel doesn’t seem too put out by it. On the contrary, he merely flicks his brow up and simply says, “Don’t forget the coffee,” before walking up to his own apartment next door. “Mor’s a bear without it.”

“Aren’t you...” Azriel pauses with his key in the lock. Cass clears his throat confused. “Aren’t you staying?”

“No, I have my own errands to run.”

“Oh. Alright then.” He takes one step toward the elevator and pauses, curiosity getting the better of him. If he has to go out for donuts and coffee, while Az can simply wander next door, then what exactly... “Sorry, errands?”

Az snorts and pushes open the door to his flat, reaching in to flip the light on. “Condoms of course.”

Of course.

Cassian makes sure to get the devil’s food for Mor and plenty of sprinkles for Az and three of the world’s largest coffees.

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