Lidia Cervos Deserves The World And I Will Not Elaborate

Delia Owens, Where the Crawdads Sing

HOSAB - All Ruhnlidia chapters

(You're welcome😘)

Chapters: 22 24 28 31 33 36 42 47 53 57 60 61 67 68 75

Just finished House of Sky and Breath. I'm just supposed to go to sleep after Sarah J. Maas broke me like that?...

Anyway, now seeking friends to discuss this with at length.

Quotes that made me scream:

“According to our oldest legends, most now forgotten, we were created by being souvenir gods—and monsters. The Daglan. They ruled for millennia enslaved us and humans. They were petty and cruel and drink the magic of the land like wine.” -ACOSF ch55

“— our initial attempt at revenge was foiled by your ancestor who also bore that star on her chest. The Fae has still not a tone for the desk of our brothers and sisters. Their homeworld was rich in magic. I crave more of it.” —Rigelus, HOSAB ch 76

“Your ancestors wielded the horn and another day object that allowed them to enter this world. Stolen, of course, from the original Masters are people. Our people, who built their some warriors in that world to be their army. All of them prototypes for the angels and this one. And all of them traitors to their creators, joining the Fae to overthrow my brothers and sisters 1000 years before we arrived on mid guard. They slew my siblings.” —Rigelus HOSAB

“ not your kind of Fae, of course—your breed dwelled in a lovely, verdant land, rich with magic. If it’s of any interest to you, your star born bloodline specifically hailed from the small isle a few miles from the mainland. And while the mainland had all manner of climbs, the isle existed in a beautiful near permanent twilight.” —HOSAB ch 73

This is definitely talking about the Prison and all the theories about it being the dusk court? SJM is setting things up.

Type: Lucien Vanserra x Reader.

Fandom: A Court of Thorns and Roses.

Warnings: None, it's just fluff.

Authors Note: I think I've never written something for Lucien and I love him so much so here's something fluff for my baby. It was a request but the person said they didn't want the ask to be addressed, so, I hope they see this :(( I took so long to do BUT IT'S HERE.

"Can I braid your hair?" Y/N said guilty filing her guts.

It was her fault they argued, her fault because she couldn't keep her damn mouth closed. Lucien had nothing to do with her angriness, nothing to do with anything consuming in her life, but still, she'd thrown it at him.

If the gorgeous male fae on the other side of the bedroom was caught by surprise by the sudden request he didn't make it seem. His steps hushed towards you, and he sat down in front of you, letting out a sigh that seemed to be held for centuries.

The house was empty, just the two of them filling it with their angry words, now silent because of the sudden stop. Not a single soul spoke anything while Y/N's fingers traced Lucien's hair first brushing it and then grabbing two little pieces to make a crown of braids.

She wet her lips, trying to find the right words to say, but she hasn't learned how to apologize, not when she was raised to be rude and strong, someone who won't say sorry, and won't accept it either.

When her fingers stopped and grabbed an elastic to hold the braid still he was about to go but then she laced her arms around his neck and put her face on it, inhaling his scent.

"I'm sorry," her voice barely heard. "I didn't want to fight with you, I was mad, Azriel pissed me off on today's training and I just threw it all on you and-"

She almost said it. Love. For a brief minute, she thought it would slip right out of her mouth and confess her killing feelings for him. It was wrong, she was dirty, he was a completely different person who deserved something much better than her.

"It's ok, my love, I shouldn't have pushed you to this. It's not your fault, not completely." Lucien tried to give her a soft smile but it just looked sad. Yes, it made more damage than he was telling.

"No, it's not ok. Listen, I was the one pushing you, I love you and I don't want us to be like this. I promised myself not to do it again, never throw things at you like you don't have feelings. I know it hurt you more than you're letting me see, and I'm really, truly and completely sorry for-" He cut her with his lips.

She breathed hard, getting caught by surprise with the sudden kiss, but then melt in his mouth faster than she should.

His hand was at the side of her face, cupping it, never letting her go when he broke the contact of their lips. "What did you say, love?"

"You didn't let me finish, I was saying that I'm truly-" Another kiss that pissed her off. "Please, this is harder than you think and I'm finally having the courage to-"

"Before all the things I don't need to hear because of course I forgive you, you said something. What was it?" His bright smile made her blush.

She didn't know what he was talking about, didn't even remember all the things she said, it was in a hush. But then, then it came to her realization that she said the words she didn't mean to. Didn't mean to throw in a moment like this. A sigh left her lips before she hide her face between her hands.

"I told you I love you," she didn't want to see the disgust on his face, not when she knew he wouldn't want to be loved by someone like her.

"Good God, I'd burn this world for you," then a follow of your name. "Now, I'm going to kiss you, and you're going to say it again and again. I've waited so many years to hear this from you."

He took her hands out of her face and kissed her rough and sweet if it's possible. But, actually, everything is possible to Lucien Vanserra.

Flynn and Ariadne giving me Nessian vibes

Nessian

If you're looking for the House of Sky and Breath bonus chapters, I have all three up in my stories (and saved to my highlights) on my Instagram, house.of.hurricane.

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Cardan, book 1: I think of you. Often. It's disgusting and I can't stop. Now kill me, please.

Cardan, book 3: It is YOU I love. My heart is a shabby, worm-eaten, and scabrous thing. But it is yours. *runs out of the room*