#cassianxnesta

[anjumzm]

Maybe in an alternate universe Nesta would end up with Eris, I don't know why but I feel they're more suited for each other, they could have had a "healing together" journey, both hated their families and had people who hated them for who they are. ALSO the fact that Cassian would always, always choose his "Inner Circle" over Nesta, and Nesta did deserve someone who'd understand and accept her for who she is. The CassianxNesta felt too one sided and not the "soul to soul" kinda love.

#acotar #acosf #cassian #nesta archeron #nessian #eris acotar #eris vanserra #eris x nesta #pro nesta

[belle-reads]

If Cassian goes to Lunathion and discovers nudes it’s over for everyone.

#cassian #cassianxnesta #lunathion #hosab #cc hosab

[thewickedking-s]

i must applaud fanfiction authors who make it seem so easy to write good smut when some authors are CLEARLY struggling

#anti acotar #sjm #a court of silver flames #acosf #acofas #acotar #nessian #cassianxnesta

[lectophile]

THEORY: NESSIAN MATING IS CONFIRMED, HEAR ME OUT

This was inspired by an incredible compilation by @nessiancalore of some of the best Nessian moments, which you can find here. Please check it out. 

Anyways, this is the excerpt that struck me most.

Nesta had known. She gaped up at me, terror and agony on her face, then scanned the sky for Cassian, who flapped in place, as if torn between coming for us and charging back to the scattering Illyrian and Peregryn ranks. She’d known where that blast was about to hit.

Cassian had been right in the center of it.

Or would have been, if she hadn’t called him away.

@nessiancalore adds that “(I am convinced that the cauldron only tried to attack him in this scene because of her, I don’t know why)”

I don’t think she’s wrong at all (because my petty girl, Cauldron, over here is a petty little thing—let me tell you that).

and...I think that’s a confirmation that they’re mated.

Why would the cauldron know that Nesta cares about Cassian???

The Cauldron can’t read minds. It just can’t. We don’t ever see that happening. It can only see bonds and other Fae things like that, because it makes them. That’s why the king of Hybern thought that he could break the bond between Rhys and Feyre, because it was Cauldron made.

So, let me ask you: Why would the Cauldron try to kill Cassian to hurt Nesta? Why would it want to get him in order to hurt her? Because it wanted to take away something of equal weight of what she took from it—it wanted to take her mate.

DO YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS?? A mate is so rare—no matter the fact that SJM mates people left and right—and some Fae don’t ever find them. It took Rhys 500 years to find his. It took his father about that time too, or maybe he was 800—I don’t know. But anyways, they are rare, they are incredible sacred, and losing one is one of the most unimaginable things a Fae could go through.

That leads to my next point: If losing a mate—if taking away her mate—is equal to what Nesta took from the Cauldron—Nesta is the most powerful Made being, and possibly Fae being, thus far. What she took was a piece of the creator of the world. It’s like when Aelin took a piece of Mala’s power and was all of a sudden the most powerful she had ever been—and remember she was already fcking powerful, Lorchan had even said that no Fae should ever have to bear that much power when he witnessed it, AND HE WAS PART OF THE LEGENDARY CADRE, SOME OF THE MOST POWERFUL MALES TO HAVE EVER EXISTED IN THEIR WORLD.

I CANNOT WAIT FOR ACSF.

(THANK YOU @princessofmerchants​ for tagging me)

#nesta #nessian #pro nesta #nesta stan #nesta deserves better #nesta archeron #nestaarcheron #acofas #acomaf #acowar #acotar #acsf #cassian #cassianxnesta #nestaxcassian #nesta x cassian #Cassian x nesta #a court of war and ruin #a court of thorns and roses #a court of silver flames #a court of mist and fury #a court of frost and starlight #sjm #acotar theory #theory #book theory

[purpleglitterypinecone]

“Cassian has showed Nesta nothing but love”

Cassian when he first met Nesta: Insults her

#pro nesta #nesta deserves better #nesta archeron #anti sjm #pro nesta archeron #nesta supremacy #cassianxnesta #cassian acosf #acosf #acomaf

[acourtofpointythings]

I love that as a fandom we have just accepted the fact that Nesta and Cassian are Gods of death and war. Canon be damned.

We all know Nesta and Cassian are Gods and will rule something. We all made it canon in our heads.

#nesta archeron #a court of silver flames #acotar #a court of thorns and roses #acosf #acomaf #a court of frost and starlight #a court of wings and ruin #acowar #a court of mist and fury #cassian acotar #cassianxnesta #nesta acotar

[julemmaes]

Love her like she should be loved

Cassian and Nesta Archeron modern au

So, this morning I was scrolling through Tumblr and I saw this post who said “i just want a fic with cassian defending nesta!!! idc what the context even is i just want to see him being offended on nesta's behalf and being ready to throw hands” and I obviously couldn’t resist. The post is this one.

Nesta is not really present in this specific part, if you want more of this au you can always send an ask (and a prompt if you want) and yall know I would continue this without hesitation. Hope you enjoy, as always:)

Word count: 3,266

His day was not going well.

He was supposed to give an analysis exam that morning, but the professor had not warned any of the students that he wouldn’t show up because of something personal. After an hour in which they waited, one of the secretaries of the university came to inform them that no test would be held, Cassian just wished he was dead. In addition, he had spent the entire afternoon serving at Elain's small café and now he was exhausted. Especially since he had to argue with an old lady who insisted on ordering something that wasn't on the menu.

Sometimes the girl would ask him to help her, when it happened that the staff was not available and the customers were much more numerous than one would expect on a Wednesday in the middle of February. Cassian didn't mind, he would have nothing better to do anyway. With his part-time job at a bookstore and his classes at the university, he found it hard to have days to himself and never made plans unless he was sure he could get them done. Then, however, a little extra money would help.

He had just arrived at the door of the apartment he shared with his two brothers when he heard Morrigan's shrill voice, followed by Feyre's loud laugh.

Shit, he had completely forgotten that they were all going to be home tonight.

Puffing, he opened the door and as soon as he walked in he was welcomed by the exalted cheers coming from the living room. He closed his eyes, grimacing. They were all already drunk. He heard Rhysand calling out to him and, taking off his shoes very slowly, went to the others.

"There he is! Fucking finally," shouted Mor, lying halfway down on Amren's legs, "You took your time. Ellie said you left the shop more than two hours ago, where have you been?" she asked with shiny eyes because of the alcohol. Cassian took a look at the others and saw that the only one who seemed to be still sober was Azriel, but looking at the glass in his brother's hand he knew he wouldn't be like that much longer.

He moved his gaze back to the blonde and shook his head, "Taking a walk." he simply replied, then ran a hand over his face, "Well guys, I'm going to sleep. I would kindly ask you to keep it down, but I know it's impossible, so if you could not drag it out too long, you would do me a favor."

Rhysand burst out laughing and Cassian turned to him, noticing only now that Feyre was curled up on his lap, "I don't think so. You haven't partied with us in almost a week." Azriel made a sound of approval, whispering a faint true, "We miss you," he added, sulking.

Cassian snorted again, they were right. Actually, he hadn't been on the couch to have a drink with his friends for over a week, but there was a very specific reason. And the reason was called Nesta.

It had been five very long months and keeping their relationship hidden was starting to get tough.

"Listen," began Cassian, trying to find a way to escape it one more time and go to sleep. "I'm very happy that you only have three classes a day and then you can come here and get shit-faced, but-"

"Oh come on, my sister's coming later too." Feyre interrupted him, slurring her words. "We could play Risiko, with your rules. Would you stay in that case?"

He knew very well that it wasn't Nesta. No, it couldn't have been her. They never invited her. And he wasn't in the mood to play Drunken Risiko at all.

Cassian glanced at her involuntary, clenching his jaw and starting to walk backwards towards his room. "I repeat, I'm very pleased that you still have so much time to lose in these things, but tomorrow I have to work all day and I'm exhausted."

Armen scoffed, "God it's like hearing her sister," said the friend looking him straight in the eye, pointing with her chin to Feyre, who had tightened even more on her boyfriend. Cassian stopped at the living room door, looking at Amren in turn. Feyre nodded, with her eyes closed, "It's true, she’s been a bit of a bitch lately.”

As Feyre spoke, Cassian saw the image of Nesta smiling at him as she sat on her kitchen island, telling him he was an idiot.

Rhysand chuckled and leaned his head against the back of the armchair, "Take the 'a bit' away."

"The other day I met her at the mall and, like any sane person would do, I went to say goodbye to her and she just looked at me and left," Morrigan said, settling better on the couch, in what everyone in their group called the gossip pose. Legs bent under her body and a glass of red wine in her left hand.

Cassian wanted to leave, but couldn’t move. That was the reason why he hadn't been able to go out with his friends in the last few days: whatever they did, in one way or another, they were able to drag Nesta into the conversation and talk shit about her.

"I just can't figure out what's wrong with her," said Rhys, looking annoyed by what Morrigan had just told them. Cassian remained silent. He didn't want to argue with his family and it would have been avoided if he had simply left.

Feyre stood up to pour herself another glass of wine. She sat down next to Amren, resting her head on her friend's shoulder, "I really wish I knew that."

It would be enough if you talked to her from time to time, thought Cassian, crossing his arms on his chest. He caught Azriel's gaze for a second and saw that his older brother was watching him attentively. Too attentively for his liking. He raised an eyebrow, as if asking what he wanted. Azriel was about to open his mouth when the doorbell rang. Everyone's attention sprang towards the door.

"It must be Elain," said Azriel as he stood up, "hopefully she's not as dead as someone else is tonight," he said, making a snide remark to Cassian, who took advantage of the moment to turn on his heels and go to sleep. Elain wouldn’t have been offended if he didn't say hi.

As soon as he closed the door to his room he took a deep breath.

He undressed and lay down on the bed without worrying too much about getting under the covers. He let his hair loose, letting it fall on the pillow and then he starred at the ceiling. He picked up the phone shortly after and opened the gallery, starting to scroll through the photos in the folder called books' stuff.

Rhysand had a nasty habit of taking his cell phone and looking through his stuff and this was the only way to make sure he didn't see the hundreds of photos he had of Nesta and himself.

He thought about the last half year they had spent together.

He thought about how almost five months earlier Nesta had felt sick while she was alone with him and how she thanked him when he was able to calm her down and how she ran away soon after.

He thought of himself, losing whole nights of sleep thinking about what to do, whether to try to talk to her about what had happened or whether to let it go.

He thought of when Nesta had insulted him when he had given her the number of his therapist and when after talking to her for hours about his personal problems Nesta had looked at him with a completely different expression on her face.

He thought about when she had refused his therapist's number again, but promised him she would seek help.

After a month, she asked him if he wanted to go out with her. On a date. Cassian was a bit shocked at the invitation, convinced that Nesta was not looking for anything serious at the time. He had accepted regardless and this had led to several other dates, before they made it official about two months later.

Neither her sisters nor his brothers suspected a thing and both were inclined to keep it a secret. Nesta had had no problem doing so, as she hardly ever went out with the group, there was no risk of it slipping out of her mouth. For Cassian it was something else entirely. Especially in the last period.

Nesta was going through a very difficult period and Cassian was always nervous, on edge, ready to do whatever Nesta needed. While their families did nothing but insult his girlfriend.

There had been days when Cassian, worried that Nesta hadn't answered him for hours after calling him desperate because of something that had happened at work, nearly broke down. He had run to her apartment that time and Nesta had not opened the door. He had almost called Feyre to ask her for the spare key, but he managed to convince Nesta to let him in.

They had spent two days in her bed together, Cassian making up a stupid excuse with his brothers for not being home.

His flood of thoughts was interrupted when he heard the others laughing.

He put the phone on the bedside table again and lay down on his side, trying not to listen to what they were saying in the other room.

It proved impossible.

"Have you heard from Nesta lately?" Feyre asked. Cassian brought the pillow over his ears, but it was of no use. "No, not really. She doesn't even answer the phone," answered Elain.

"Yeah no, because I ran into her the other day while I was shopping and she didn't even say hello." Mor repeated in that shocked tone.

Cassian loved everyone in that house so terribly, but if they had continued like that, he would have had to go out.

"I really don't understand how she can behave like that." a little pause, "I've tried so many times to get her to do something with me, but every time she insults me and tells me to mind my own business." Cassian knew about Feyre's various attempts to help her sister. Nesta had told him about all the times she had tried to force her to dress up in a certain way so she could go dancing and meet some guy. Of all the times Feyre had told her that she needed a holiday, that they could go together to places like Adriata or on the south coast, where the beaches were populated with life and people their age.

"God that girl really gets on my nerves," said Rhysand. Cassian wanted to grab him by the shoulders and shake him.

"I feel sorry to even talk about her like this, but there are times when I can't understand why she hates me so much." Feyre spoke again. Cassian scoffed, knowing full well that she didn't feel sorry at all. Elain replied, "Oh no, Fey-Fey, don't feel bad. She's the one who gets away from everyone."

"But does she realize that if she continues like this she will die alone and sad?" this comment broke something inside Cassian's chest. Even more so because it was Mor who had said those words.

"Maybe she deserves it. With how she treats you, she doesn't even deserve you looking after her in this way".

"Maybe you are right. Every time I try something new, she pushes me further and further. It makes me feel like a bad sister," continued Feyre, in a lower voice than before.

"See? It also makes you feel bad. She's just a selfish bitch who seeks attention," concluded Rhysand.

Cassian couldn't take it anymore and got out of bed, slamming the door against the wall when he opened it.

"Cassian-"

When he entered the living room Mor looked at him with wide open eyes. She had got up and was coming towards him when he raised his hand to stop her.

"Shut up!" he shouted as he looked at Rhysand immediately afterwards. "Repeat what you said." he challenged him, keeping his distance. They were all looking at him in shock. His breathing ragged.

"Cass...what's going on?" asked Elain, getting up and standing next to Mor.

"I said shut up," he said, keeping his gaze fixed on his younger brother. "Again, repeat what you just said."

Rhysand looked at him with blurred eyes. Perfect, he was completely drunk, "Calm down man, we were just talking about Nesta." He looked at him frowning, "What's wrong with you?" said Rhys getting up and stiffening, staggering slightly. Azriel stood up in turn, shifting his gaze quickly from one brother to another.

Cassian contracted his jaw, clenching his fists.

"Why are you so upset?" asked Feyre, always sitting, probably too drunk to stand. Cassian looked at her and took a deep breath. Feyre looked at Amren as soon as she burst out laughing.

Everyone’s focus shifted to the girl, who looked like she was about to be sick from all the laughter. Mor kept looking at him though and he just wanted to tell her to stop staring.

"Why are you laughing?" Rhysand asked, even more confused than before.

Amren wiped her tears away, "It’s so fucking obvious that Cassian and Nesta are dating at this point that I really don't know how you haven't figured it out yet."

Cassian looked at her with his mouth wide open, "How...?"

"You have no idea how much of an open book you are for those who know where to look." replied Amren without even glancing at him.

"I was waiting for you to tell me about it." Azriel confessed in a low voice. Cassian turned toward him, frowning. Azriel raised his hands as a sign of surrender, shaking his head, "You have hardly been home for a long time, and perhaps I should have asked earlier, but I had my suspicions for a while." he smiled at him, "Well, congratulations." Azriel said, tilting his head and drinking a sip of beer. A toast. Cassian felt a weight lifting from his shoulders.

A weight that fell on him once again when he heard a choked laugh on the other side of the sofa.

"Congratulations? Azriel, are you serious?" Rhysand asked incredulously, passing his hand over his face.

Feyre and Elain were looking at each other in dismay.

"How can you think of getting with-" Mor was staring at him with her mouth open. "-shit, with Nesta? How can you be with such a person?"

Cassian saw red with anger. "Such a person you say?"

Rhysand approached him, placing a hand on his shoulder, "Yes Cass, such a person. You know that she has no emotions other than disgust and hatred." Cassian moved to avoid his brother's touch. Disgust. Hate.

He saw Nesta smiling at him with one of his T-shirts on, lying in her bed, whispering I love you.

Cassian shook his head. "I really can't tell if you're joking or being serious when you talk about her." he whispered not being able to believe what they were saying. "Nesta, your sister," he said, addressing directly the two Archeron present, "is not doing good."

Elain had the decency to seem surprised. Feyre looked at him with shining eyes, whether it was alcohol or emotion he couldn't tell.

"Nesta is sick and the only thing you can do," he pointed out, "is to sit and drink and insult her until you feel satisfied with yourself.

"We've tried so many times to intervene," Feyre defended herself, in a small voice. She put her hands between her thighs. Cassian laughed and threw his hands to the sky.

"Intervene? Intervene, really?" he asked her sarcastically. He laughed again, no trace of amusement in that sound. "You mean when you went to her house, a few weeks ago, and yelled at her because she didn't want to go out with you and she answered you badly when you told her she had to stop being depressed?" now he was shouting. "Or when you told her that she sucked as being a sister and that she should be a better example for you and Elain?" Feyre held her breath, shutting her eyes.

Cassian turned to the other girl, "And you?" he asked her, a false smile on his lips, "Jesus, Ellie, I see you treating the rest of the world with gloved hands every day. You talk to people as if they were wounded animals and it never occurred to you that your sister might be the only one who really needs it?"

He no longer knew who he was talking to as he raised his voice further and started walking around the room. "If instead of telling her what to do, every day. You always say, say, say, try for once and ask for fuck’s sake. If for once you asked instead of doing whatever the hell you want. It would be enough if you were more interested in what she wants to do and less in what you would like her to do" his head was pounding.

He turned to Rhysand at the end. He gritted his teeth, a grimace of repulsion on his face. "You disgust me the most." his voice broke.

"Cassian-" Azriel got in the way.

"No, Az." as he looked at his older brother he thought that he too was no less. He had never said anything about Nesta, never, but he had never even stopped the others or tried to justify the behavior of the older Archeron.

"You were sick once." Cassian said, as he approached Rhysand. He looked at him raising his chin, breathing heavily. "You were sick and I helped you. You treated me the way Nesta treats her sisters. You treated me worse," he whispered, referring to when he and Rhysand ended up beating each other, because Cassian had pushed him over the edge, "You know what she's going through better than anyone probably does, and yet you're the first one to throw shit at her." Rhys looked towards Feyre. "You don't even know her. And yet you’re ready to act like your dad.” Rhys’ eyes shot to him, any trace of color draining from his face. Cassian knew he’d just hit the right spot.

"And you Mor." He turned to his oldest friend. "You're better than that. You all are." he said to no one in particular.

He closed his eyes and ran both hands over his face.

"None of you ever tried to ask her how she was. None of you have ever made an effort. A real effort." he whispered, with anger coursing through his veins. "I get that Nesta can be difficult at times, but we are the only thing she has. The only thing she should have at least."

with that, he left, going to his room. He got dressed quickly, put on his shoes and grabbed the car keys. Before he left he turned towards the quiet living room, where everyone was staring at one another.

"Perhaps it would be better for us all if we searched our own hearts," he said, opening the door, "If something happens, send me a message. At least now you know where to find me."

Rhysand opened his mouth to talk, probably to apologize, but Cassian had already closed the door behind him.

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@tottenhamboys20 @sjm-things @kris10maas @awesomelena555 @sannelovesreading @queenamydien29 @ireallyshouldsleeprn @nxssian @lovelynesta @maastrash

#nessian fic #nessian #nesta archeron #cassian #cassianxnesta #nestaxcassian #nesta #acotar #acomaf #acowar #acofas #acosf #a court of silver and flames #rhysand #feyre archeron #elain archeron #azriel #amren #morrigan #mor #a court of thorns and roses fic #a court of thorns and roses series #a court of mist and fury #a court of wings and ruins #a court of frost and starlight #angst #fighting #secret dating

[courtofcassian]

IT’S HERE. I’LL NEVER SHUT UP ABOUT THIS

#a court of mist and fury #a court of thorns and roses #a court of wings and ruin #acofas #acomaf #acotar #acowar #nesta archeron #cassianxnesta #cassian #nessian #a court of silver flames #sjm #sarah j maas

[wisteriabookss]

We may not know Nesta’s motto but we know damn well Fight Song is her anthem.

EVERY. SINGLE. LYRIC. applies to her.

#nesta #cassian #nessian #sjm #a court of silver flames #acosf #sarah j maas #acofas #acotar #nesta archer on #nestaarcheron #nesta x cassian #cassian x nesta #nestaxcassian #cassianxnesta #Spotify

[owensesandlunels]

𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺.

𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴. 𝘛𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘵𝘰 𝘌𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘯.

𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘰𝘸, 𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘥, 𝘰𝘳 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.

𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘱𝘢𝘺. 𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮.

𝘚𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨.

𝘚𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘯𝘰𝘸.

𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘸𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘩. 𝘙𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘥.

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘶𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥. 𝘉𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥. 𝘛𝘩𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥.

𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘪𝘭. 𝘓𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘢𝘸 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘺 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦; 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵, 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘷𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘴.

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘊𝘢𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘨𝘨����𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘳𝘥 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘢 𝘤𝘢𝘵’𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘸. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘨𝘳𝘪𝘱.

𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘌𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘪𝘵. 𝘍𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘏𝘺𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘯.

𝘚𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥.

𝘋𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘺, 𝘕𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘢 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘊𝘢𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘭, 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘯𝘦𝘸𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳.

— 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙛 𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙖 𝙖𝙧𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙤𝙣

#nesta #nesta archeron #acotar #acomaf #acowar #acofas #cauldron #feyreandrhysand #feyre archeron #elain archeron #cassian #cassianxnesta #azriel #morrigan #amren #night court #velaris #illyrians #rhysand #inner circle #city of starlight #prythian #king of hybern #archeron sisters #wings and embers #sarah j. maas #wingspan #rhys and feyre

[abreeviate]

Sorry I died for awhile but hope this nessian piece is worth it <3

For @highfaenesta :)

#nessian #nesta archeron #cassian #cassianxnesta #acotar #cassian x nesta #a court of thorns and roses

[filthycorrade-blog]

Nessian

Cassian; why ride a roller coaster when you could ride me? *winks*

Nesta; because a roller coaster would actually make me scream.

Cassian; *voice cracking* I’m gently offended

#sarah j maas #nessian #acotar #acomaf #acowar #acofas #throne of glass #tower of dawn #cassian x nesta #cassianxnesta

[belle-reads]

Review Time!!!

This is the last book in the series, and instead of following Feyre, it follows her sister - Nesta. Ever since she was forced into the Cauldron and became High Fae against her will, she's struggled to find a place for herself within the world she inhabits. Worse, she can't seem to move past the horrors of the war with Hybern and all she lost in it. The one person who ignites her temper more than anyone else in Velaris is Cassian; the fire between them only burns hotter as they are forced into close quarters with each other (yes like the first three, this book is very smutty, maybe more so).

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This book is action packed and soul wrenching. It’s a rollercoaster of emotion. I feel that it echos A Court of Mist and Fury in terms of the themes discussed such as going through the process of healing from trauma. With Nesta that healing took on a form of her being stone-cold and angry, there was a lack of self-worth, and she would push people away with her attitude. Many people did not like Nesta and her attitude, however, you really can’t blame her after everything she’s gone through; people cope in a number of different ways - this is just how she’s dealing with the trauma. 

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Now we all know I’m a Rhysand stan, but Cassian? Very close second. He’s a fierce warrior, but a cinnamon roll none the less. He’s gone through so much, yet he has not let that change him for the worst. He helps train Nesta, and he helps her develop self-worth. I could write an essay about Cassian and his life but I do not have the time nor do I have the caption space; so to keep it short and sweet, you will absolutely adore him. 

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Since the beginning when Nesta and Cassia were introduced to each other, I have loved them. I was so looking forward to watch their love story unravel; and I think that this book did a good job at that. We LOVE an enemies to lovers trope. It was entertaining, comedic, emotional etc. It was just so well done I am once again applauding SJM. 

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I fell so hard for this series; it is one that I’ll love for the rest of my life. Im so glad that I picked up the first book, and after writing these reviews, I am considering re-reading all of the books because damn. These books have helped my mental health in so many ways I can’t even understand it myself; maybe it was the fact I could relate to Feyre in a lot of ways, who knows? Anyways, if you haven’t read the beauty of the ACOTAR series, please just go for it. Your life will be complete.

⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐/5 

🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️/5

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OH LET ME JUST CONFESS MY UNDYING LOVE FOR THIS BEAUTIFUL FIERCE WOMAN THAT I LOVE SO DAMN MUCH RIGHT BEFORE I DIE SAVING HER(whom I love very very much)

A novel by cassian and sartaq

#tower of dawn #throne of glass #tog #sartaq #cassian #a court of thorns and roses #a court of wings and ruin #acotar #acowar #maas destruction #sarah j mass #i hate them why are they like this #cassianxnesta #sartaqxnesryn #sartaq and nesryn

[lectophile]

Nessian:

#nesta #nesta archeron #nesta kingslaver #princess of decay #nesta princess of death #nesta princess of decay #cassian #cassian x nesta #nesta x cassian #nestaxcassian #cassianxnesta #illyrian #oversized bat #acsf #a court of silver flames #nessian #sjm #nesta deserves better #pro nesta #nesta stan

[purpleglitterypinecone]

Nessian’s daughter braiding Cassian’s hair.

That’s it, that’s the post.

#nessian headcanon #nesta #cassian #cassianxnesta #nessian children #nesta archeron #pro nesta archeron #nesta supremacy #pro nesta