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Gwyn: *recounting all the brutal things she did in the blood rite*

Az:

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Lines and flats down, can't wait to paint!

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HIGH👏🏼KING👏🏼SHIT👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼

That time Lucien tied back his hair, rolled up his pants, and caught a fish with his bare hands.

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I love baby Az but he was getting a little big for his britches in that scene😂😂

You can't tell me this wasn't the vibe of that az/rhys scene

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The Suriel watching Night Court drama from Suri heaven:

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And the 2 nations lived in harmony.

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All millennials pictured this worm while reading ACOTAR you cannot change my mind

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Lucien antis in 2021.... get well soon <3

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…he waded into the stream, boots off and pants rolled to his knees, and caught one with his bare hands.

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Nessian in public

Nesta: You’re so fucking embarrassing.

Cassian: Let go of my hand then.

Nesta: no.

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and when azriel becomes elain's true mate, becomes high lord of the dusk court with elain by his side, and lucien is left ugly and homeless with no one then what?

then you type “the end” and post your fic to ao3 and hope people love your fantasy world as much as you do. 

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The First Step - Nessian

It’s been a while since Feyre and Rhys have been able to have time to themselves, so it’s just as well that Nesta’s willing to steal Nyx from them for a evening. 

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 Nesta had never been particularly good at singing, much to the chagrin of her mother, but she gently rocked baby Nyx in her arms as an orchestra sounded from her symphonia. He gurgled quietly, and she stood up, twirling around the room with him still in her arms, his eyelids starting to droop, until he was happily snoring. Cassian grinned at her, and changed the song to one of her favorites, an old love song, one she’d even heard in the human lands, the story of a queen cast out from her kingdom, forced to serve its conqueror.

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a court of silver flames is snatching my wig every which way from tuesday holy crap

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First Kisses [ Elucien ]

Author’s Note: I took the liberty of reworking a previous snippet of mine of their first kiss to work in the idea @helion-ism​ had from this post. Like I need an excuse to write my babies pfffttttt.

He wanted to kiss her so badly.

It was a constant ache in his chest, to watch her and not claim her lips at every moment, every day.

Lucien watched her quietly working on a flower crown as they sat in her garden and when she pursed her lips in concentration, he clenched his fist.

His mate.

The need to claim was so overwhelming at times, it almost drove him mad but Lucien would never, ever push her out of her comfort zone until she was ready.

At times, he scoffed at himself for the gentleman act. With all the filthy thoughts that crossed his mind when he thought of her, Lucien was anything but a gentleman. But damn, did he try. He tried his hardest to woo her with the best gentleman behavior he could. 

His eyes flickered to her lips again then to her hands working nimbly to tie the flowers in the way she wanted and he couldn’t stop himself. He leaned forward, gently turning her towards him, his hands resting on the bench next to her hips.

Elain paused and blinked, looking at him curiously but Lucien could only stare. She was sitting between his arms but still felt so far away.

“Are you finally going to kiss me?” she asked quietly, jolting Lucien out of his thoughts and it was his turn to blink.

“Do you want me to kiss you?”

“Well. I’ve been waiting for quite some time now but you seem to hesitate often.” she answered softly, a blush creeping on her cheeks and Lucien froze.

“You’ve – you’ve been waiting?”

“Well, yes. Don’t – don’t you want to kiss me?” she blurted and her blush deepened. Lucien looked at her silently for a moment then laughed softly, his head dipping, causing Elain to scowl. 

“You don’t have to laugh! Don’t kiss me for all I care!”

“Cauldron, Elain.” he muttered and looked up to meet her scowling face with a grin. “I have wanted to kiss you so badly. You don’t even know the half of it.”

She bit her lip at that, her eyes flickering to his lips and back up to his eyes. Lucien paused again and he watched her, holding his breath as she settled the flower crown to the side and leaned closer to him.

“Can I kiss you?” she asked, bringing a hand to gently rest on his chest and Lucien wasn’t embarrassed at all, knowing she could feel and hear how quickly his heart was beating.

“I’m all yours.” he whispered.

Elain gave him a small smile that had his own lips turning up. Her other hand slid to rest on his chest and she watched her fingers settle there before leaning in closer and meeting his gaze. It was a moment the two had certainly waited for, with the rocky start in their relationship. They took every moment slowly, delicately, taking the time to befriend and to flirt before going any further. But now…this moment was a moment that would be seared into their hearts.

So Lucien watched her as she watched him. 

Then Elain closed her eyes and pressed her lips against his.

Lucien’s eyes fluttered shut as she slowly, hesitantly teased her lips against his, barely a caress, before pulling away. Lucien’s eyes flew open to find her flushed face watching him.

“Was that okay?” she asked and Lucien chuckled, his heart racing.

“You are an awful tease, Elain.” he replied and her mouth turned into a thin line.

“It’s too much.” she mumbled, her eyes on her hands still settled on his chest. “When I’m near you – your scent. It’s too much sometimes. Is it like that for you too?”

“Yes.” he answered breathlessly. “It’s intoxicating. Overwhelming at times.”

Elain’s eyes flickered back to his as he watched her intensely. She tugged him closer and licked her lips.

“Kiss me. I want to feel how intoxicating it can be.”

This time when their lips touched, it wasn’t a caress, it was a claiming. The world seemed to fall away around both of them. It started slow and soft and careful and all the words that usually hung between them finally seemed to be said as Lucien cupped her face gently. He deepened the kiss and like everything else between them, their lips glided and danced with each other. Lucien gave everything he had in that kiss – and it was devasting to kiss her in such a way, with no hesitation, to give her all of him. If Elain hadn’t been seated, she was sure her legs would’ve buckled under her from the fiery of being kissed this way, kissed like her lips were his salvation, as though her lips were made for his. 

Both of their bodies were ablaze, their heartbeats racing and finally, when Elain began feeling lightheaded in awe of the kiss, Lucien slowly, very reluctantly pulled back a few inches.

“Intoxicating enough for you?” he mumbled, his forehead leaning against hers and felt her huff a breath of laughter.

“I think we can —” she began to reply, then pulled back with a gasp.

Lucien’s froze. “What?”

“You’re glowing.” she whispered. 

Lucien glanced down at his hands and realized with a start, he was glowing all over.  Something he couldn’t remember happening since — and his heart jolted, looking back at Elain. 

Elain turned his hands over in hers, tracing his fingers with hers. “What’s causing this?” she asked in awe. “Are you alright?”

Smiling softly, Lucien took her hand in his and kissed it. “I’m — I’m perfect.” he said quietly and met her gaze. “This hasn’t happened in so long — I’m —I’m just so…incredibly happy.”

Elain beamed at him and if Lucien didn’t know any better, she was almost glowing herself. “This is you…happy?”

“This is me ecstatic.”

And Elain let her head fall back with a laugh, a laugh that if possible, made Lucien light up even brighter. 

“You’re this happy to kiss little ‘ole me?” she teased, her cheeks flushed. 

“I’m clearly ecstatic to kiss little ‘ole you.”

Elain laced her fingers with his then smiled up at him again. “People say when a person is happy they’re glowing…you’ve certainly taken that to the next level.” she said with a chuckle and Lucien laughed. 

“Because of you, mate.” he said softly and leaned in again to place a tender kiss on her lips, making her hum in delight. “You bring me joy and make me glow.” 

Elain giggled and leaned in to give him a much more firm kiss that she quickly pulled back from to say, “So, I’m powerful enough to make you light up, huh?”

“Oh, yes. You’re powerful enough to bring a whole kingdom to its knees with that smile alone.”

Elain laughed and Lucien’s whole body lit up in giddiness as she said again with a coy smile, “Little ‘ole me?”

“Little ‘ole you.” he confirmed and his smiled widened at her flushed cheek and grin. 

“Well,” she began and pulled herself into his lap. “I must say, I’m going to be very excited to show you off even more now.”

“You mean to show off the kind of spell you have on me?” 

She gave a shrug with a playful smirk. “Not everyone can say they can make their partner light up a whole room with a kiss.”

“It was one kiss and you’re already so full of yourself.” he said with a snort but his glow hadn’t dimmed an inch, especially so when she laughed again.

“Well, I make you glow and you…you make me bloom.” Elain said softly. “I think that makes us even.”

Lucien’s eyes softened, his heart threatening to burst. “Thank you for being my joy.”

“And thank you for being mine.” she replied and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him in closer. “Now kiss me again. I want to light up this whole damn city.”

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AahhhhhHHHHH

So like did Elain ever give Lucien his jacket back or is it like still in her closet. Do you think she ever takes it out and just...hold it. Uncertain. Thinking. Hearing his heart beating through the stones, if you will.

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Where El/riels think Azriel's chapter ended:

But wait aren't you supposed to go down a bit? There's some text further down.

El/riels:

Let's look at where it actually ended🤍:

A thing of secret, lovely beauty = Gwyn 🤍