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Thank you so much to everyone who participated in SJM Romance Week 2025! Instead of one big masterlist, we’ve compiled them into smaller roundups for each day of the event. Happy Valentine’s Day, and see you all next year! ♡
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pairing: Azriel x Reader x Cassian
word count: 2.1k
warnings: alludes to smut
a/n: happy valentine’s day to all my brats out there
Azriel was away on a mission while you stayed at home with Cassian. Azriel was only supposed to be gone for a few days but then it turned into a week. You were upset, to say the least. You had half a mind to barge into Rhysand’s office, curse him for sending your mate away, and then demand he order him home. Cassian wouldn’t allow you to get into such trouble though. Your mates knew you well— too well. Cassian could practically smell the defiance on you grow every day that went by. In Azriel’s absence, you were turning into a bona fide brat.
It was just Cassian’s luck that dealing with this sort of attitude from you was more of Azriel’s forte than his. You were usually so sweet and obedient for Cass. But now, he’s convinced a demon has possessed his little angel and he can’t wait for Azriel to get home and handle this. Cassian had been dealing with you the best he could. He was a General for Cauldron’s sake, how could he not get one female to behave?
“Come on, sweetheart. That’s enough. It’s time to go, we’re going to be late,” Cassian said. He was standing at the end of your shared bed looking down at the lump of sheets he called his mate with his arms crossed over his chest.
“I don’t wanna go,” you mumbled into the pillow. And in case he didn’t hear you, you grabbed more blanket and yanked it over your head. There. The message ought to be loud and clear.
Cassian rolled his eyes. He did not have the patience that Azriel did. He was getting fed up with your antics.
Your defiant streak started out simple at first. You wouldn’t come or even respond when Cassian called for you across the house, when he was trying to usher you out the door you’d drag your feet and stomp complaining about Mother knows what, and you even slammed a door or two. Fine, he could handle that. What he can’t handle is you refusing to go to training three days in a row, turning your nose up at every meal in favor of the House sneaking you treats later, and your vicious snarling when he tried to encourage you to do literally anything.
SJM Romance Week Day Seven Free Day
wordcount: 5100 for @sjmromanceweek
Summary: Elain is finally forced to make a choice, and the Mother intervenes by revealing every possible outcome that awaits her.
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Elain glared at the wall. She couldn’t seem to fathom how it had come to this—being preached about her own choices by not only her youngest sister but also her mate—yet here she was, suffocating under the weight of their opinions. Hurt and fury tangled together, bound by the familiar sting of having her life dictated.
The same story, playing out in yet another endless cycle.
LUCIEN X JESMINDA by me, Shallyne. It's all handdrawn, no AI used 🚫🚫🚫
For @sjmromanceweek
LUCIEN x JESMINDA by me, Shallyne. It's all handdrawn, no AI used 🚫🚫🚫
For @sjmromanceweek
CELESTINA x HYPAXIA by me, Shallyne. It's all handdrawn, no AI used 🚫🚫🚫
For @sjmromanceweek
"And I've been meaning to tell you, I think your house is haunted. Your dad mom is always mad and that must be why. And I think you should come live with me and we can be pirates." meets "I like it, picasso" in a 1.4k word Feysand fic for @sjmromanceweek
happy Valentine's Day y'all! I've had such a blast running @sjmromanceweek and I hope you've all been enjoying the amazing fics coming out this week 🩷
Summary: Nesta ends up in a snow tube with Cassian. It goes exactly as you'd expect.
Nesta eyed her friends once they all sat down for breakfast, immediately noticing Emerie’s hickies and the way Gwyn couldn’t stop releasing happy little sighs between bites of her cereal. She’d been asleep by the time they’d both come home last night, and judging by the looks on both their faces, that had been a wise decision. “You two seem happy with yourselves.”
“Why thank you, Nesta,” Gwyn replied. “I won’t speak for Emerie, but I’m happy with how last night went.”
“Trust me, me too,” Emerie agreed, bringing her hand up and tracing her fingers across the side of her neck where the worst of the hickies were. “Did things go okay with Cassian?”
“Cassian was fine,” Nesta answered with a roll of her eyes.
“Oh he’s fine alright,” Gwyn responded, snickering.
“That’s not what I meant and you know it, Gwyneth,” Nesta told her primly. As attractive as Cassian may have been — and Nesta could at least admit that — she just didn’t have the time to deal with whatever can of worms that smirk would inevitably open. “We talked for a bit, and then I went home.”
“I don’t know, Nesta,” Emerie chimed in, teasing. “You were already in bed when we got home. Who knows what you and Cassian got into on your own.”
Lucien is the type of male who will bring Elain chocolate and flowers and take her on a romantic date on Valentine's Day... And he'll take good care of her afterwards too. ❤️🦊
For @sjmromanceweek
NSFW version on AO3.
@sjmromanceweek Free Day
Happy Valentines Day
Featuring Lucien & Elain from the ACOTAR series!! I absolutely love this artwork and I want to thank @crisolcrowling for doing such an amazing job and providing updates along the way.
artwork by @crisolcrowling
Commissioned by @krssyreads_
All characters belong to Sarah J Maas and Bloomsbury Publishing
CUPCAKE.
For Day 7 of @sjmromanceweek
Inspired by this headcanon made by @starsreminisce. Thank you for allowing me bring your thoughts to life as much as could.
Summary: Elain is in for an awakening when she spots Lucien enjoying a cupcake at the Velaris farmers’ market.
A/N: My first official fic!! I’m absolutely terrified, but I’m also so excited to have found the courage to share my writing on a public platform, for the first time. Even though it’s this short little oneshot.
Warning : Horny thoughts below.
Elain was exhausted as she wandered through the Velaris farmers’ market, searching frantically between various babe shops, looking for the iced moonberries that Madja had recommended to help soothe Nyx’s gums during his intense teething phase.
Her nephew was growing so fast, and while she was overjoyed by it, that growth came with its challenges. Challenges like Nyx staying up all night, crying and keeping everyone at the River House awake until dawn.
She had searched everywhere but couldn’t find it. And now the only other option was to accept defeat. She sighed. They would just have to make do and persevere through poor baby Nyx crying until they could find the iced fruit.
Elain turned the corner to the street that would lead her to the exit of the market. However, her steps faltered when she heard a groan, so faint it was almost imperceptible. Every other fae in the market continued like they hadn’t heard anything.
There was no such luck for her, because there was something so compelling and familiar about that groan that had her stopping in her tracks.
It was the same groan that had echoed through her visions, her dreams, her subconscious— tingling right at her ear like a ghost she could never quite shake. It had her clenching her thighs together as it melted straight into her insides like warm honey, her hair standing on end as goosebumps broke out everywhere.
Only one person could ever bring out that reaction in her so quickly.
Happy Valentine’s Day!💕 Please enjoy elucien in an isekai Frieren: Beyond Journey’s End AU for day 7 of @sjmromanceweek : Free Day
Thank you so much to @majuandrad for taking my commission! It is always so nice to work with you and you really knocked it out of the park this time round🥹
Please see under the cut for an imagining of Elucien in this alternate universe!
Modern AU| Azriel x Eris | 5.7k words | Fluff and Humor Day 7: Free day for @sjmromanceweek
Summary: Azriel never took Valentine’s Day seriously—until he met Eris. What started as a summer fling quickly turned into something more, leaving Azriel with a new challenge: finding the perfect gift for the man who seemingly had everything. As he scrambles for ideas with the help (or lack thereof) from his friends, he finally settles on a surprise visit.
Too bad Eris had the same idea.
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