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ALITF description just dropped

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i love the growth

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A family 🤍

🎨: llibiarts (instagram)

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On the stormiest night of the year, when winds and rain pound across the windows, the house shaking as lightning rattles the red rock, Nesta clutches at her swollen stomach gasping in pain. 

Cassian quickly moves to his mate. Concern is painted on his face, but none of the others seem to take in the seriousness of the situation. Feyre only sets her hands on her hips. 

“You’re pregnant?” Feyre gasps. 

“And you didn’t tell us!” Mor rages. 

“Why are you all here?” Azriel questions, carrying a basket of what Cassian knows is full of warm towels. He’s been here from the start and Cassian would be lying if he said, his brother’s presence didn’t calm him slightly. 

Perhaps it’s because Nesta seems relieved to see him too. She grasps his hands as he holds one out to her and Cassian once more tries to urge Nesta to go lie down where the House has already turned down the sheets.  

“What were you going to do? Show up with a baby in your arms and tell us you picked it up in the forest?” 

Cassian rolls his eyes at the dramatic tone of Rhys’s voice and one quick look at Nesta confirms she’s glaring at him too. But Nesta doesn’t chastise or complain, instead she straightens, her face blooming red as if it pains her to stand. 

Cassian rubs at her back, ready to scoop her up and have her rest until he can find the priestess who’s been most helpful with the pregnancy. Cauldron forbid one of them call Madja. 

“Should we call for Madja?” Elain questions, her eyes blinking widely. 

“Absolutely no one call Madja,” Cassian says, rubbing sweetly down Nesta’s back in what he hopes feels appeasing. “Madja doesn’t step foot here.” 

The others nod at his threatening tone. 

“And why are you here? It’s pouring outside… and where’s Nyx?” 

“Amren’s watching him,” Feyre says as if it’s obvious and pointedly looks to Nesta, “we were worried when you wouldn’t answer us.”

“I hate when you talk in my head,” Nesta answers through gritted teeth. 

“And lo and behold… you’re fucking pregnant!” 

“You’re having a baby,” Mor says, motioning to Nesta’s stomach. 

“Babies,” Nesta huffs out. “We’re having three.” 

“Three!” They shout all at once.  

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I just love Nesta being the clueless one even if she is the romantic. I want Cassian whose head is always on date night and sexy appetizers and lit candles and Nesta being like… what are you doing? Turn on the light, Cassian, I can’t read in the dark!

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Syrinx and Bryce - Crescent City

Artist: @tangerine.eileen

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Uncle Advice #I

Cassian: Don’t break people’s hearts. They only have one.

Azriel: Break their bones, they have plenty of those.

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This is the first thing that came to mind when I read ACOSF and Cassian tackles Rhysand when they announce Feyre’s pregnant

THIS IS DEFINITELY HOW IT HAPPENED no one can tell me otherwise lmao

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Sympathy Weight

This is an absolute crack crack crack Drabble that just popped into my head and I had to get it out, so please enjoy the story of that time when Cassian got himself a dad bod...

“That’s weird” Cassian looks down at the pants of his leathers, confused at their sudden inability to fasten properly and just how tight they feel over his backside. He shrugs and slips back into his sweatpants, sending a mental message to Azriel that they’ll train tomorrow instead.

“Nes, have you been trying to do the laundry yourself again?” He pokes his head out into the kitchen, smirking a little at his very pregnant mate, who sits at the table with her spoon dug into a large tub of cookies and cream, a delicacy that their child seems unable to get enough of.

“Cassian I put a red belt in with your undershirts one time, let it go” she scowls, pushing the ice cream away in shame at having been caught. She always does this when he walks in on her indulging a pregnancy craving.

“I’ll let it go when the sound of Rhys’ laughing at my pink underwear leaves my head”

“Perhaps you should consider why you and your brothers always seem to have occasion to be viewing each other’s undergarments” she raises an eyebrow and he laughs, grabbing a spoon from the cupboard and pushing the ice cream back towards her. She’s always happy to keep eating if he joins her and is careful not to mention it. The peanut butter and pickles night was a little hard to swallow, but the rich frozen desert is certainly no hardship as he begins shovelling spoonfuls into his mouth.

“I’m huge” Nesta sighs, looking down at herself “I can’t even see my feet anymore”

Cassian smiles, reaching under the chair to pull her feet into his lap, slowly rubbing his hands against the arches “they’re still here”

Nesta moans a little “that feel so good”

“Careful or I’ll get jealous that a foot rub is the first thing to make you moan in the last few weeks”

“Please, sex is the farthest thing from my mind right now. I don’t even think you could find it at this point”

“Is that a challenge, sweetheart?”

“No” Nesta purses her lips “I want pizza”

“I don’t think we have any tomato sauce left, but I’ll run out and grab some to make it” Cassian is out of his chair in a second, already halfway to the door when the sound of Nesta’s sighing stops him.

“You don’t have to rush out every time I passingly mention a craving” she pushes the ice cream away again “I swear only half of this weight is actually the baby and the rest is just you fattening me up”

Cassian laughs, tipping his head back “sweetheart, it took us half a century to get that baby inside of you, if it wants a pizza then it can have a pizza! I won’t starve my little warrior”

“What if it’s a girl?” Nesta stares at him.

“My statement stands” he shrugs and is about to open the door when Nesta remembers

“I thought you were training with Azriel tonight?”

“I told him I’d come tomorrow, I think the laundress shrunk my favorite leathers so I’ll have to grab some new ones in the morning”

Nesta looks up at him, chewing softly on her bottom lip “are you sure they shrunk, dear?” Cassian narrows his eyes. Nesta only calls him dear about once a decade, usually when she has bad news, but what could possibly be bad news right now?

“What do you mean?” Cassian crosses his arms over his broad chest

“Well, it’s just that... with the baby I know you’ve been preoccupied and you’re always so focused on me that-“

“You’ve gotten fat, brother” the shadows enter the room before Azriel does, a good natured smirk fixed on his face.

“Excuse me?” Cassian turns to his invading brother.

“I’m here for an intervention” Azriel looks Cassian up and down, taking in the out of shape warrior. He is still large and imposing, but the muscles in his arms are significantly less defined and his thighs are larger than Azriel remembers, he’s willing to bet that he’s not as fast as he was a few months ago either. Cassian shifts under his brother’s gaze, thinking that these really aren’t his most flattering pants, before he turn to look at Nesta

“I had nothing to do with this” she raises her hands over her head in surrender

“Do you know that this was the 9th time you’ve cancelled training this month?” Azriel stares at his brother, still raking his narrowed eyes critically over Cassian’s form “I haven’t seen you in the ring since Nesta’s first trimester”

“This is unbelievable” Cassian mutters under his breath “I’m not fat! Ok fine maybe I’ve put on a few sympathy pounds, and maybe I’ve missed a couple workouts but I still look great!”

“Yes you do” Nesta nods from the table “Your ass has never looked better”

“Exactly!” Cassian scoffs at Azriel “fat, I am the General of the Night Court Armies, the Lord of Bloodshed. People cower when I enter a battlefield. I’m not fat!”

“And when was the last time you entered a battlefield, brother?” Azriel raises an eyebrow.

Cassian scoffs “It’s not my fault Prythian has been at peace for over 8 decades.”

“Alright” the shadowsinger circles his brother “now tell me about how you’re blaming this poor laundress for shrinking your leathers, hmm?”

“She did, you can go look for yourself!”

“All of your leathers, huh? Every single pair? You had them all washed at once?”

“Well no but I-“ Cassian stutters a little, thinking about his brother’s words. Maybe he has been eating more sweets than normal with Nesta, but...

“Remember when Feyre was pregnant and Rhys started sobbing when he realized that he lost his 6-pack?” Azriel inclines his head

“This is not like that!” Cassian shakes his head “Rhys was a total busybody, he stayed home with Feyre and just cooked and ate with her all day, he barely left the house for months, he...” Cassian trails off at Azriel’s smug grin and raised eyebrow “I’m not fat” he points a finger hard “I’m big boned! I’ve always been bigger than you and Rhys, and frankly it’s insulting that you would bring this up, I’m just....”

“Thick” Nesta smirks from the table, licking ice cream off of her spoon.

“That is not helping sweetheart”

Azriel sighs, turning to Nesta “Elain will be here in a half hour, she’s just finishing a loaf of that cheesy bread you love” Nesta’s eyes light up “you guys have a great night catching up while I kick this one’s” he points a finger at Cassian, already pushing him towards the door “sorry ass up and down the training ring”

“I’m not fat” Cassian grumbles for the millionth time even as he allows his brother to shove him out the door.

“That’s right” Nesta yells after them “it’s called a dad bod!” She can hear Azriel laugh and Cassian grumble even more as she reaches over for her book, counting down the seconds to when her cheesy bread will arrive.

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feyre: rhys, sometimes i worry you’re taking your fatherly duties a little too seriously.

rhys: *mixing furiously* if cassian thinks his cookies are gonna be the most popular at the bake sale tomorrow then he’d be WRONG.

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Cassian’s solution to babysitting Nyx… tape him to the wall

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ACOTAR series by Sarah J Maas

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"fuck you my child is completely fine"

ma'am your child ignores real life problems and fantazises about fictional men

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This is how it went down right?

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So excited to finally post the Rhys and Ruhn commission I've been working on with the splendid @_julpers 🖤

A little gift as the weekend comes to an end 🥰

(Link to Instagram post)

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Declan: alright so I got this box and we’re gonna put everything we love in it

Flynn, raises hand:

Declan: no, we’re not putting Ithan in the box

Flynn, lowers hand:

Ruhn, disgruntled growl:

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Ithan Holstrom from House of Sky and Breath.

I just assume he has some unhealed scars left from the time Sabine kicked his ass and almost processed him into dog food.

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"I FUCKING LOVE MY WIFE" guys are the single undisputed best genre of fictional men send tweet