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I love Nesta antis reading new content because it gives me a new list of people to block! Stay salty.

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I had planned to skip HOFAS but I’m interested in reading the ACOTAR parts. Can I read HOFAS without reading the first two CC books?

#crescent city #cc hofas #hofas

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Seriously. I don’t want to read this whole series or even the whole book. But I want to read the Nesta and ACOTAR parts! Someone make a masterlist.

ACOTAR in CC3

if there is anyone in the fandom who loves me enough to send me the page numbers in CC3 that have ACOTAR content in them, I will offer you my first born child ..... thank you that is all.

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HOFAS WALMART BONUS CHAPTER

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HOUSE OF FLAME AND SHADOW SPOILER

BOOKS A MILLION BONUS CHAPTER SPOILER

Reading how Ember stands up for Nesta to Rhysand makes me hyperventilate. Nesta has never had someone in her corner 100% never had a Mother figure who would defend her, and Ember was that during that scene. Nesta had never known a mother’s love but in that moment, Ember was that for her and I just love Ember Quinlan for being that for Nesta.

I get why Rhysand is angry. I do. But Nesta had her reasons and Nesta is a great judge of character (looking at you Valkyries!!) Nesta could’ve continued to be a bitch to Bryce all throughout HOFAS but instead she opened up and allowed someone else in her small circle.

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CC3 SPOILERS

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The Ember/Randall BC was posted and omg! I love that Nesta and Rhys are still going at it lmaoo. I love that duo, I really do. It's great and I love that Nesta is still headstrong and badass as always. And I wonder what happened to Azriel? He seemed upset and almost sad in the BC? Idk some small snippets of Cassian in there stuck in the middle as always. God would I hate to be him.

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🚨🚨🚨🚨HOFAS SPOILERS 🚨🚨🚨🚨

SPOILERS FOR THE BAM BONUS CHAPTERS

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Never forget when the leaks first came out and the Ewriels tried to say Nesta can’t wield the Trove anymore and only Elain can.

I love when more information becomes available to the general public and they can no longer LIE.

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HOFAS BOOKS A MILLION BONUS CHAPTER

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BAM HOFAS Bonus Chapter Pt 1

Featuring Ember Quinlan and Randal Silago

Read below the break.

Part 2: https://www.tumblr.com/yanny-77/740892090025852928/part-2-below-the-break-read-part-1

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It's all about jealousy

Rhysand reacts negatively to Nesta because he not only fears her power, he's jealous of it. He's just escaped Amarantha but is still dealing with all the trauma. And now here's Nesta: a newly created Fae with a human heart who has unimaginable magic. She's more powerful than him, she can't be control, and he's terrified.

Amren has just lost her power, something that was crucial to her identity. She's still second in command, but it must be a huge change to adapt to. And now here's Nesta will immense amounts of power she doesn't even want. That must be unfathomable to Amren.

Mor is jealous of the attention Cassian gives Nesta. She's used to being the center of attention and the most beautiful person in the room. And now here's Nesta unintentionally redirecting that energy, and terrifying Mor because she's not ready to let go of her unknowing beard.

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Share your favorite Nessian fics in the comments! I want to discover new reading material.

#nesta archeron #nessian fic #nessian fanfic #nessian

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You have created an enemy where you could have found a friend.

#I imagine Nesta saying this to Rhys #What an idiot. He could have tried to build a relationship #get her real medical care #And instead she will never forget how he treated her #nesta archeron

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I'm trying to find a nessian fic and I wonder if you would remember it?? It was one where cassian is helping nesta with her fear of bathing in the tub of water? It's a super fluffy fic where he realizes how much it affects her after the cauldron situation and helps her through it. I remember reading this fic but I CANT FIND IT AGAIN 😭 i was wondering if you could help 🩷🩷 (If you don't know what fic I'm talking about that's ok eehehe sorry)

Hello! This is a favorite fanfic trope of mine but I’m not sure if I know of the right one.

Perhaps My Remedy by @lucienarcheron?

Happy Beginnings by @unhealthyfanobsession is a cute smutty Nessian bath that you’d also enjoy.

Fellow Nessian shippers, please chime in with recs! I know there’s more out there!

#nesta archeron #nesta and cassian #nessian #acosf #nesta #nesta acosf #nesta x cassian #Nesta archeron bath #Nesta bathing #nessian fanfiction

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I'm not gonna lie I would love to see Koschei kidnap Nesta. You'd immediately see:

• Cassian losing his shit

• Emerie ready to go to war

• Gwen strategizing and researching Koschei

• Rhys realizing he was an asshole and watching his brother's pain

• Azriel being sneaky and missing his new friend

• Elain working on her power as she desperately tries to locate Nesta

• Feyre regretting every fight and ready to put her fighting leathers on

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I want to see Cassian go “that’s my WIFE” and beat the shit out of Rhys

#nesta archeron #nesta acosf #nesta and cassian #pro nesta archeron #nesta #nessian #nesta x cassian #pro nesta #cassian #acosf

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@imasconfusedasyouare 1) your writing is amazing and I love your blog! 2)For the prompts: Nesta is having a bad day with her mental health and during dinner or something the IC make certain comments about how she’s behaving that makes Cassian go into possessive-mate mode and snaps at them… pretty please 🥺

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 1) Thank you!

2) I took a bit of liberty with this prompt. The gist of it is the same, but I couldn’t have Cassian outright tell the IC off when I feel he is wrong himself. So I made a fic where Nesta has a bad mental health day, they do see the others and they do say things, and Cassian is selfish but ultimately they get through it because love is not.

So… here goes nothing.

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Cassian knows Nesta doesn’t feel good. Maybe he knows her well enough by now to sense her tells or some intrinsic part of his soul sings to him of concern. That when she huddles in their bed, grasping the pillow instead of his chest, she reaches for something he can’t offer her and he knows.

Even so, he lays a palm on her forehead searching for heat and when she shrugs him off, he doesn’t let the feeling make a home in his lungs. He will not yell or chastise or run away with stupid words.

Nesta doesn’t feel good.

Be patient, the voice in his head tells him. Be slow.

Nesta eats less that morning, eats slower, and she stares into space as if she’s asking it questions. He rambles on and she doesn’t listen. She’s waiting for the space to answer, he tells himself.

They go to training. Cassian thinks maybe the routine will keep her grounded, will remind her that she’s capable. That she’s carried more weight than a sword. He asks her if she’s ready and Nesta merely lifts her hands. Fists hit but they don’t hurt. Fists hit but they don’t rage. Fists hit and Cassian thinks something must be terribly wrong. Fists hit and Cassian only wants to hold her close.

He asks Gwyn and Emerie if they notice something off, and they shrug as if they know but don’t want to tell him. Perhaps they know and they just can’t explain. Cassian doesn’t think he could understand if they did.

You can understand, that little voice speaks. You just have to wait.

So Cassian waits. Cassian sits. Cassian listens, and Nesta walks around the house, trailing room to empty room. Nesta doesn’t even turn on the symphonia. He keeps waiting for music, but the egg shaped disk stays closed and Nesta shuts her eyes. Maybe she hears music that he doesn’t.

You offered her time, the voice reminds him. A lifetime of time. What is a few hours? A few days?

But Cassian doesn’t want to wait. Cassian doesn’t want Nesta to feel anything like this–where she looks out the window with that blank expression and she keeps to herself and she sneaks up so quietly she might as well be ghost. Cassian doesn’t want a ghost for a mate.

He can’t wait any longer. Cassian has to do something now, before time slips between his fingers and the floor drops from right under their feet. So, he moves. He makes plans.

Nesta doesn’t argue when he drags her to the city. Nesta doesn’t argue when they go to the streets thrumming with sound. Fill her with noise and laughter, he thinks. Fill her with something I can’t.

But the voice in his head only chastises him. You need to wait.

Cassian can’t wait. Cassian is running out of time.

So he takes her to the only place that will make a difference.

He knows they’re having dinner, and he knows they’ll be together and perhaps they can fill her with the life he can’t.

He takes her to his family. To her family.

But they’re not really her family are they?

Feyre is and so she’s happily surprised to see them, but when she tries to give Nesta a hug, she lays as still as a statue. Feyre notices. Cassian notices. Rhysand notices. Still, they go the dining room where the rest are waiting. Waiting less patiently than him.

That’s when he hears that voice.

Are they really her family?

Cassian wants to think yes, but they laugh with each other and Nesta gets handed a plate. Nesta spoons little handfuls of green beans and mash potatoes and Mor laughs at an inside joke that Cassian knows well and Amren wants to discuss a meeting that Nesta doesn’t attend. Nesta doesn’t know anything about any of the topics they want to discuss. Nesta sits in a tower on a normal Tuesday and gazes wistfully out the window, and sitting here at the table reminds him of that stare.

It reminds him of that stare years ago. On a snowy night in December.

“You’re quiet,” Feyre says after a while. Nesta doesn’t even notice she’s being talked to until Cassian elbows her lightly.

“I’m always quiet,” she says at last, looking to her plate. Cassian watches as a noodle forms a question mark and all he can think about it why, why, why.

“You’re not usually so…”

She looks up at her sister with that blank expression, blinking slow.

“Are you okay?” Feyre asks, concern in her voice.

Nesta doesn’t even think as she says, “I’m fine.”

But he can already see it. The distasteful looks that they hide with a snort. That awkward, you are ruining something look. That you didn’t bring enough smiles for this house. And Cassian knows that they will go home tonight, and something will have gone backwards. That they’ll remember what Nesta’s done, but the Nesta they see will be the first Nesta they think about, and their memory will not be filled with heroic deeds like nighttime fairytales. It won’t even be of a courageous young female who only yearns for her sister to live. They will see this Nesta.

This perfectly good Nesta.

This perfectly, acceptable Nesta. Quiet somber songs or not.

Cassian feels himself moving before he realizes what he’s doing. He can feel himself reaching for her and Nesta looks up as if his movement surprises her. It surprises him, too, but it’s the right choice he knows.

“Let’s go home,” he breathes.

Cassian tries not to let the guilt sink in his chest at her look of relief. The way she sets the fork down as if it’s a great, heavy sword. Cassian won’t let it pierce his heart. His heart is her, and Nesta is going to be okay tomorrow.

But today…

Today, she will watch the sky and listen to nothing and pace back and forth and she’ll feel that restlessness settle in her chest until it settles down quietly. He will protect her ability to grieve. For whatever she grieves. That layer of herself she peels off like paper.

“You’re going home already?” Mor asks, a look of astonishment on her face.

“Nesta doesn’t feel good,” he says. Some part of him wants to say that it was a mistake bringing her here, but he can’t do that. That only makes Cassian a hypocrite and he’s already selfish. He knows who they are. They’re not Nesta’s family…

And this is his fault, not theirs. Not only because it’s the last place Nesta wants to be, but because if he has a hard time understanding her, they don’t even have a chance and Cassian won’t let them make Nesta feel ashamed.

Cassian doesn’t want to make Nesta feel ashamed.

All day he has. When they go to the market, when they walk through the city, when they stop by restaurants and booths and people. When they go to this house and eat with his family, he wants to shame the bad day out of her.

Nothing about Nesta is shameful.

Nothing about Nesta can make him feel ashamed.

“Home?” He repeats and Nesta grabs his outstretched hand. She says a goodbye to Feyre who raises her hand with a small tainted, tilt of her lip. They’re there for a mere thirty minutes before they’re gone.

And when they get home, she goes to the library. Nesta huddles up on the sofa with her favorite book, and sometimes she stares out the window in between pages.

Cassian sets a blanket on her shoulders, careful not to touch her unless she asks. He wants to hold her, but it isn’t about what he wants. So he covers her in I’m here cotton, keeps her warm in I love you wool. He will set his I’m thinking of you tea beside her table, and he will wait and wait and wait. Wait until the night grows dim and he does.

And at some point in the night, he falls asleep on the large chair across from her. At some point in the night he feels her climb in, her body huddled close. Nesta takes the blanket with her and she covers them both. He only needs her, Cassian thinks. He only wants her, but the blanket lays on top of them like a shield. It’ll protect them both in its embrace.

Nesta tucks her head in his neck, he can feel her cold nose on his skin, and she burrows into him, her hands rummaging beneath his shirt. The touch sings as much as it burns, but he falls asleep to the sweet smell of lavender and the soft sound of her breathing.

It’s the most wonderful music he’s ever heard.

In the morning, Cassian wakes up to the symphonia playing and Nesta’s smile is the sun.

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Fin

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Don’t know where these fics keep coming from, but doubt it will last so I’m enjoying the ride.

#nessian #nessian fanfic #cassian #nesta archeron

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Carry You

Inspired by “Carry You” by Ruelle

Description: A family fic/ baby fic, pretty sentimental 

Read on AO3 and other one-shots in the collection

The screaming sounded like music to his ears. The sound of lions roaring and mountains crumbling to dust. She was untamable, like her mother.

She was cradled in his arms, covered by midnight blue and stars. He touched the red of her cheeks with his fingertips. Soft, as if he’d break her from his calloused hands.

Holding her was different than holding steel blades or sharpened axes, but no less dangerous.

Cassian looked at her tiny form swaddled in love, protected in honor. His eyes wandered, to the tuffs of her golden hair to the imprints of her feet kicking the blanket away. He looked at her with clarity only reserved for the battles he needed to stay alive for and the quiet nights he spent staring at Nesta while she slept. Reserved for times he needed to remember he was alive and his heart, still beating.

Holding his daughter was like holding the Earth and watching it spin and spin and spin. Cassian could already say she was his whole world.

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