lit aesthetics: prythian court florals
Modern High Lords AU
Rhys: Which one of you assholes forgot the popcorn?
Kallias: *puts his hands up* Okay, I told Helion that it was his turn bring the popcorn…I swear I did, because he said, “You know what else is poppin’?”
Helion: I brought kettlecorn because it’s better.
All: *groan*
Thesan: Is it microwaved or airpopped? Because microwavable popcorn will kill you–
All: *groan*
Tarquin: Shut up, it’s starting. *He’s wrapped in a blanket on the couch because it is freezing in Rhysand’s apartment*
They all quickly sit down on the couch.
Tarquin: Helion, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop–
Helion: I’m keeping you warm–
Rhys: Hey, not on this couch. This is my good couch. I like this couch.
Tarquin: Nothing is happening on this couch! Now shut up because–
*Game of Thrones theme starts playing*
All: DUUUN DUUUN DUNDUNDUNDUUN DUUUN DUNDUNDUUN DUHDUH DUNDUN DUHDUH DUNDUN
Rhys: Hey, Beron didn’t try to show up this time!
Kallias: Yeah, because he tried to spoil the next episode. We kicked him out, remember?
Rhys: I thought that’s why we kicked out Tamlin.
Thesan: No, we kicked out Tamlin because he kept trying to fast forward to the sex scenes. *sly glance at Tarquin* At least Tamlin didn’t giggle–
Tarquin: I am not that young! It was only because Helion was tickling me!
Helion: Aha so you admit you felt something!
Kallias: Hey, does anyone know where the females go when we watch this?
Rhys: They go to Nesta’s to watch something called ‘Magic Mike’…
Tarquin and Kallias: What the hell is that?
Helion and Thesan: Oh my god, we’re in the wrong apartment.
I got a few requests for it, so here’s a MODERN LADIES AU
Viviane: So, what do you end up telling the boys that we’re doing?
Feyre: Oh, I just say we’re watching Magic Mike on repeat. Hey, has anyone seen my headset?
Mor: I think Elain was sitting on it.
Elain: I was not! I’ve been in the kitchen making pigs-in-a-blanket. You can ask Amren, she’s been eating them all!
Nesta: Will you all hurry up? It’s ready. *She’s holding a tangle of remotes and chords* *The TV screen begins to play an ominous title sequence, and a fantasy video game featuring Fae, magic, swords, and a lot of blood*
*Ten minutes later*
Feyre: MOR, YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO BE WATCHING MY SIX!
Mor: I’M TRYING TO HELP ELAIN TAKE DOWN THIS SHADOWY-BAT-THING! AND NESTA SAID SHE’D TAKE CARE OF YOU!
Nesta and Amren: *incoherent screaming and swearing* Take that you sons of–I’m going to shove this sword so far up your ass–how does that feel?!
Viviane: Who the hell is this team? ‘Brosquad 989?’ Who are these people?
*Several apartments down the hall*
Lucien: We are having our asses handed to us–
Varian: Calm down Fox Boy, everything’s going to be fine unless–OKAY THE SMALL ONE WITH SHORT BLACK HAIR DEFINITELY HAS A VENDETTA BECAUSE SHE WON’T STOP COMING AFTER ME!
Cassian: I’ll come help you, Var, as soon as I get this she-demon off my ass. Seriously, how do you make a video game avatar look so pissed?
Azriel: focusfocusfocusfocusfocus–
All: Aw SHIT!
*Their screen goes black and a skull appears. All of their characters have been killed*
*Back in Nesta’s apartment*
All: *Giving each other high-fives* Hell yes, Ladies. That is how you do it.
Nesta: Can we all agree that the one with the man-bun and the idiotic expression was following me around a lot?
Amren: He backed off pretty quickly after you shoved your sword through his gut.
Feyre: Oh, crap, I have to go–
Viviane: What’s wrong?
Feyre: Rhys just sent me a snapchat–apparently they watched the Red Wedding and…well, see for yourself
*They crowd around Feyre’s phone*
Rhys: *Ugly sobbing*
Kallias: *Drinking straight out of the wine bottle, hitting his head against the wall*
Thesan and Helion: *Staring at the TV with their mouths open*
Tarquin: *Collapsed on the floor* *Head buried in a pillow* *Screaming*
Feyre: *Sighs* Viv, you can ride with me. See you all next Saturday!
I love this so much
Omfg what a masterpiece
Ooo My Fucking Goood!!! 😍😍😍😍😍

