The Office [Rowaelin]: Aelin and Rowan work in a boring office together. The nights she bandaged his bruises and scratches, placing ice packs on bruised ribs, and broken noses, and bruised jaws, and broken fingers. Aelin and Rowan have been feuding long and hard and when, for the third time that week, another fight breaks out between the two, they land themselves sealed up together until the morning, and with a month worth of detentions together. Its been years since the war, now Rowan and Aelin have married, ruling Terrasen in sync. Some of these I have taken from the internet and some I have come up with. Like "I love you. Tumblr Prompt: Aelin is sparring with someone and is injured, she then has to calm down Rowan. Its minutes and minutes after that before her dress is pulled back down, the bodice properly fitted again, her hair brushed through, and her lipstick fixed. another Sweet Understanding chapter . thank you x. Erawan and Maeve have been defeated, the armies of Morath are vanquished, and Aelin rightly sits on the throne of Terrasen with Rowan by her side- and Lord Darrow as a constant pain in her ass. Im so sorry! The line confirming what she had been suspecting for a while. I wrote you a Christmas card 15 years ago confessing my feelings. Now all she can say is, not who I wanted to be. Rowan Whitehorn had been the greatest experience of her life, her greatest adventure, her greatest love. Then maybe she wouldnt feel like she was dying. A member of. ao3||masterlist||twelve days of rowaelin 22 masterlist, prompt:hallmark movie.word count:1942trigger warnings:language, smut, sextingtag list:@live-the-fangirl-life@rowaelinismyotp @fireheartwhitethorn4ever@elentiyawhitethorn@rowanaelinn@autumnbabylon@leiawritesstories@backtobl4ck@letstakethedawn@rowaelinscourt. That would be us, your friendly administrative team here at Rowaelins Court! I'm going to study in the US next year!!!! But then, she finds out she's pregnant and everything cha -------Takes place after EOS and ACOWAR------ Pain meant sensation, which meant her nerves were working, which meant her hand was going to heal. Shocked, not only by many people chose to spend time away from their families during such a time of community and family, but also by how many families chose to spend Christmas in a hotel. There is going to be a bad boy. An AU inspired by Aelin and Rowan's conversation in Queen of Shadows--an alternate world where they do meet when they're 17. Not even when she had fired that one guy for touching up one of her college-aged interns. Instead, behind the mahogany wood door, was a girl of maybe twenty, tear-streaked cheeks and a smile so cruel upon her lips that it drove boisterous, Im-a-big-now-and-fear-is-for-little-girls Aelin to run inside, calling for her dad and telling him there was a scary demon lady on the front steps. With a hand under her head, she fiddles the other hand with the broken zipper, something Rowan had broken in the midst of getting undressed to fuck her. Looking the picture of every girls made-up high school boyfriend. Aelin woke up at three in the morning. She refused to get down until her mother came up to her until she saw someone she loved, someone she knew in her heart, not some black-haired, blue-eyed skank on the front steps, looking evil enough to yank Aelin into her child-snatching grasp by the delicate bones in her arms. No doubt will she crave the laughter and shouting that erupted so frequently in the castle the past two weeks since the end of the war. Rowan didnt know her name, but she lived across the hall from him in apartment 2B. Rowan returns home from a mission and misses his wife. If you want to submit your ideas, the instructions are here! Not once. using the submitted prompts. Please consider turning it on! She had thought then that they, together, would change the world, bit by bit, and they would love each other as they did it. Thanks for sending me a rowaelin prompt, tbh I really should write them more often! Her clothing is in tatters, her feet bare and bloody, her hair hanging in dirty, sweaty strands. thank you for the shout out my love! We are pleased to announce that September is officially Rowaelin Month! They are NPC role-playing characters here on Throne of Glass role-playing wiki/fandom.. Rowan: Rowan Whitethorn is a Fae Prince, warrior, and formerly one of six elite warriors of Maeve's Cadre.He is also King-Consort and mate to the Queen of Terrasen, Aelin Galathynius. A crossover between all three of Sarah J Maas' series. Hed taken her childhood tinted glasses and replaced them with clear ones and taught her all she needed to know about the corrupt world they lived in. He had laughed, a massive belly laugh, leaning on his handlebars for support and grinned at her, his teeth fucking twinkling like some b-grade actor in a hallmark movie. The light continues to fade beyond the back windshield of the car, prompting her to get out and proceed to lock the car. This is a vignette in the OGL Lysaedion Spy AU-- Rowan's POV! It is a rowaelin fanfic set after the events of Kingdom of Ash. ! 918 likes. Thanks for sending me a rowaelin prompt, tbh I really should write them more often! Its weird to think that a little over six months ago, Aelin was standing on stage, trying to get the audience to listen to them as they played, and now, she cant even go to her favorite gym anymore Its weird how having everyone suddenly know your name makes you irrevocably and undeniably alone. The start of Rowaelin Month is fast approaching! Rowaelin masterlist. In that case, for my birthday Id like to go back to sleep., When Princess Aelin Ashryver Galathynius agrees to an arranged marriage to save her country from economic ruin, she was completely prepared to marry a stranger. consequences of regrets - rowaelin month day twenty-nine. She, a broke college student who hadnt been to the gym since high school, she, an incredibly ill person rushing for a toilet to throw up over. Huge range of colors and sizes. Submit all your Rowaelin prompts and ideas here and see what gets created! Hot New # 1. Prompts and other one-shots reposted from my old tumblr account. Envision wanting to be worshiped and adored while fucked senseless at the same time. Work Search: Please make sure that you follow these rules as you are creating your content, so that everyone can enjoy and interact how they see fit! trigger warnings: language, smut, explicit sex. Moments like when you meet the person who youll never forget, that person who puts a smile on your face when youve only ever been able to frown, who hits you with all the tenderness of a hurricane, leaving you ruined (and soaking wet). We know we have been. The gods have returned, and they are out for blood. -Submit prompt suggestions for the 30 days of Rowaelin Month. She and Rowan were graduating college, her with a BSN in nursing and Rowan with a degree in sociology and psychology, six years into their relationship and still stupidly in love, they were going to save the world, they were going to do everything theyd only ever dreamt of before. It hit on a warm day, on the second of May, one day before her sixteenth birthday, and he was gorgeous. So many nights and so many days had been spent crawling around the tomes and the shelves and the legs of customers as a child, so many of them filled with sitting on the fluffy, wingback armchair reading a book she didnt put down until she finished. Everything starts to fall apart when Rowan and Aelin's daughter, Lyria, dies. The title pretty much explains it. Her and Rowan, that of them, this one, all being the fact that she Rowan had now made out once. They literally just fuck in the middle of a meeting. Aelin and Rowan are FwB, presumably keeping things light-hearted and casual. Owning her lips, kissing them with a calm and casual confidence that had Aelin melting in his arms, clinging to his neck, digging half-moons into the skin of his back through his shirt. But then she whispers his name. 0. !, Im not drunk! // Oh yeah? The only thing she felt was the sour, metallic taste of blood in her mouth. The prompts for the days will be available soon, but before that we wanted to share some ground rules to keep this event as fun and as happy as possible. She wrote romantic fantasy, he wrote science fiction. #Rowaelin, A compiled list of winter/wintry prompts! Make sure to tag us so we can reblog and add your creation on the answered prompts list! @whimsicallyreading 's If I Had A Heart has some great enemies to lovers hurt/comfort, with a dash of hurt/comfort in Dark Roast, No Sugar as well! She did not understand why she had woken up until the muscles in her throat had seized and she was pushing the covers back. My deepest apologizes. Something about narrowing her eyes, wrinkling her nose that little bit, and channelling all the hate and anger and dislike and distrust and (just in general) horrible feelings his way, satisfied a deep and yawning hunger inside of her. His hands had cupped her cheeks, smoothing over the skinhot with the promise of a wicked time in the futureand flipping a switch Aelin didnt even know she had. SHARES. (you get to join in on the super secret society where I give you chocolates and forehead kisses!) She stared up at the puffy white clouds, picture perfect ones just like a damned kids drawing. After all, do they really hate each other as much as they say? Crescent City: A Court of . Special guest appearances by Elide & Manon. She had some semblance of an identity, one she loved and nurtured and loved a little bit more. Her thigh had appeared, a slit up to her pubic bone and she loved the expression her father had worn as he saw the bruises and hickeys littering the skin there. As she sat back down, she became bold in herself, believing in something unfamiliar and high on success and college being over and the future being just within her fingertips. But it was better to have him hate her and be safe, then for Maeve to suspect and hurt him. Rowaelin Fanfic, Modern AU, But She's looking at You, Part 8 . Love both of those Not that she was mad or afraid. He jumps up, immediately alert, though the irregular footfalls confuse him. We (@thegreyj and @leiawritesstories) created Rowaelin Prompts for (surprise, surprise) Rowaelin-specific ideas and prompts to be submitted! The illegal fights his juvenile delinquent self brought her with him too, the way he slowly corrupted her, eroding ever so gently against the fierce walls surrounding her heart. Stood in the high school car park, a motorcycle he was not old enough to ride sat next to him, placing the helmet on the handlebars. The empty bed calls to her, but instead of answering she walks into the closet, grabbing an old t-shirt from college, a pair of thick cotton panties and the zip-up hoodie hanging off the back of the chair, where shed left after she took it off this morning. The goal of hurt/comfort is to display characters overcoming conflict through the strength of a relationship, be it with a best friend, a family member, or a love interest. This gives all participants a full month to start planning out what they might like to create! Then, Rowan in his muscled glory, with all-male pride, had hauled her onto the too-big, useless speakers that sat unused backstage in the auditorium and began tasting her lips, demanding her compliance, and stealing the breath from her lungs. I'm so so happy, really. tag list: @live-the-fangirl-life @rowaelinismyotp @rowanaelin @fireheartwhitethorn4ever @themoonthestarsthesuriel. -Follow the tag #rowaelinmonth, and make sure to use it to post any works created for the month! Please consider turning it on! Celaena Sardothein has changed her identity and stepped into a new school to escape her past. This will enable us to reblog your works to this blog, as well as create a masterlist of all of the works people make for this celebration. Oh. No doubt, in the morning, she will wake with a heavy heart and heavier eyelids. She shouldnt need a man to help clear the storm and protect her. No. The fumbling under the sheets, the kisses she loved to press against the stark, black ink of the tattoos he hid expertly beneath his school clothes. Aelin stared at the stick on the bathroom counter and sighed heavily. Aelin is walking her dog in the park and meets a handsome stranger. It wasnt often that Aelins voice could be heard across the entire executive floor of her office, in fact, she couldnt recollect a single time she had ever shouted so loudly in the office. "It might hurt the baby." He whispered, before picking the entire chair up and carrying it to my bed, where he set it down. This tag belongs to the Additional Tags Category. (Aedion and Lysandra join in chapter 3.) An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works I can't wait to learn more English, Warnings: talk of death | Word Count: 5,000. However, she wasnt prepared to learn that her future husband, who was supposed to be the perfect stranger, was actually her one-night stand from the evening before. Beisdes this is more the "I'm zoning out in class and want to think of a Rowaelin hurt/comfort situation" typa thing. I just saw this ask now! as promised, here is the redirected prompt from my main (so sorry again for letting you down, anon): Prompt : Drunk and clingy Aelin please. Ive been working on it for a while but finally got around to getting it done. Its been twelve years since she first saw him. This will give us time to put together the finalized prompt list in advance of September. This tag has not been marked common and can't be filtered on (yet). Avoiding her family on Christmas, choosing to spend Christmas morning declining calls, and watching the messages pile up during the moments she wasnt skiing down the side of a slope. She had to snap out of this. I live for ridiculous fluff and shit, Are your words broken? she asked, prodding him hard in the chest with a nail. 8 months before Beltane, Aelin is given a choice by a stranger. Glaring at Rowan Whitehorn was Aelins favourite thing to do. The familiar trek to the bedroom requires no light, the muscle memory all she needs. As her father continued to talk beyond a socially acceptable length of time, Rowans hands had crept up her leg, the slit in the dress being of great use to herand him. They were at polar opposites on the literary scale. trigger warnings: language, drinking, explicit sex, really fucking filthy smut y'all. 414. He is woken by the sound of leaves under foot, breaking branches. See more ideas about detective aesthetic, maine vacation, living room new york. Unique Rowaelin clothing by independent designers from around the world. Certain things in life are unavoidable. I am destroyed and shattered and broken and crying. This takes place a few years after KoA when the Cadre has become more of a family. She had sat through half an hour of her father droning on about success and how staying true to yourself is important and how your degree is the biggest achievement you will ever get and other scholastic bullshit. The first of several moments weve all been waiting for. Pregnant. . And thats when Rowans voice reached her Ae, you okay? I mean, we all love some good hate sex right? Her friend grabbed her bag and pulled her inside the comfort . As a friendly reminder, as you begin to post your works under the #rowaelinmonth tag, please ALSO submit your works through our submission link! They decide to visit Terrasen, a place in that world to form alliances to defeat Hybern. Theres one sex toy. Instead of being filled with memories and knick-knacks and children with blonde hair and green eyes, it stands coolly empty, devoid of laughter and joy and the oopsie-daisies of children who got too raucous. They wake up to find themselves somewhere else. Its not a stabbing or shooting, but it is pretty life threatening, so theres a lot of good fussing and recovery there. #1. Masterlist . No Rowaelin Month: Prompt Submissions CLOSED. Yes I do! It had begun in something innocent and well-intentioned. He wasnt looking at her the same way. Tell your friends! Some dialogue and situations credited to Sarah J Mass Heir of Fire. The thing with Rowan is that he never dared to step in front of her, never dared to protect her from her storms, never reached out to hold her up, never had to reassure her that she was good. Aelin would rather end her life than live in a world so cruel and joyless. "Their hands clasped between them, he whispered into her ear, "I claim you, too, Aelin Galathynius.". Rowan was an author of epic fantasy, the gritty you have to be fully awake to keep track of kind. A refresher on the rules is also included. They're stuck in Prythian, more specifically the night court. Prompt: a request for rowaelin fluff? Someone gave it to him to pass along. He handed her the piece of paper, and she furrowed her brows, a feeling of deep deep dread settling in her gut. They sat through their graduation, then left when her father came on stage, the way his abuse of power and history of taking advantage of students enough to make Aelin want Rowan to defile her, in ways only he ever would, backstage while he spoke. Some resources for those writing medieval-type stories: sorry for the delay in responding to your message. She always knew her wedding license would be signed like a business deal, but that didnt mean it would hurt any less to watch the ink dry.. She had offered a charming smile and her hand, which to his credit Rowan had taken in a brief handshake. ! All of these amazing characters belong Worlds collide when strangers suddenly appear in Prythian and problems of the past resurface.