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lorcandidlucienwill · 6 months

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What if Nesta decided to destroy the Inner Circle Part 9

Feyre’s POV Feyre didn’t know what to do with the roaring hole that had replaced the heart in her body. She had lost her husband and her friends all in one swipe. Her child would grow up with no father, with no uncles and aunts.

Her sister’s critiques of her husband had all been forgotten. All Feyre could think about was the fact that he was dead, and she was alive.

And she was the Night Court’s new ruler, supposedly. But she had absolutely no desire to rule. No desire to even care for her child. She tried so hard to feel anything but felt nothing. Absolutely nothing. Elain had been a superhero- managing all the duties that should’ve been the Inner Circle’s. Elain was doing it all. It was incredible to see her step into the role of High Lady. Feyre had always known Elain was the strongest of them, the best of them. Seeing her now only proved it.

That ability to balance a thousand roles and still dress immaculately reminded her painfully of Lucien. A friendship she had sabotaged when she married Rhysand. But now it all made sense, why the Cauldron had chosen Lucien for Elain. They were two halves of the same coin. Feyre had initially wondered at the Cauldron’s choice, perhaps out of wishful thinking that Elain would join her court. But even though Elain was doing an astounding job as interim High Lady, this was not the place for her to be. No, this was Feyre’s court. A court she had been chosen to rule. But how could Feyre rule when she couldn’t even think past the roaring in her mind? She had no idea how long it had been. A week, a month, a year, a decade. Time was of little consequence to her now. No, there was very little in her. A whole lot of nothing.

She had visitors occasionally-mostly her sisters- though a man with flaming red hair (Lucien) had come a couple of times too. A couple of ladies she vaguely recognized as being Nesta’s friends as well. They had offered her the chance to train at the House of Wind with the other Valkyries- though who was leading the training with Cassian and Azriel dead, she had no idea. She couldn’t muster up the energy to care. Nothing mattered anymore. Was she even alive if there was nothing here for her? Maybe she should just die. She mourned the loss of the death pact that Lucien had broken.

That’s not true, a small part of her whispered. You have your sisters, Nesta and Elain. You have your friend, Lucien. You have your son, Parikshit.

The small hopeful voice in her head stubbornly poked through the roaring blackness that threatened to swallow Feyre. She had not been alone in all this time. People had come to her, spoken to her, fed her, cleaned her, even if she had barely registered their presence. Despite the loss of her inner circle, she was not alone.

That voice had been shut down several times. But this time, it would not be denied. It spoke in an ancient voice, a soft nurturing voice, yet one limned with power. And somehow Feyre knew it was the voice of the Mother.

You have a great future ahead of you yet, Feyre Archeron, it cooed to her. Gently. Like a baby. And although Feyre still couldn’t feel anything, she found that she wanted to feel. She wanted to remember what joy felt like. She wanted to be a mother. She wanted to remember what it was like to have friends, to have them give her a purpose. She wanted to be a sister. So, the next day she got out of her room, ate breakfast, showered, and winnowed to the House of Wind.

The other women didn’t even blink at her presence. No one besides a red-haired, teal eyed priestess, whose eyes were shining as they took in Feyre. Hope glittered in her eyes.

At the front of the group was an Illyrian Feyre did not recognize. But Feyre walked up to the man to introduce herself. “I will be joining you today. My name is Feyre.”

The male bowed deeply. “I know who you are, High Lady. Feyre Cursebreaker, welcome to Valkyrie training. My name is Balthazar.”

Nesta’s POV Nesta was really tired. After scrying for the Harp, retrieving it from the Prison, then continuing her magic and warrior training with Eris (who for some reason, had agreed to help her), killing Briallyn, and retrieving the Crown with the help of the autumn court male as well, all Nesta wanted to do was drop dead. But the work, the exhaustion, helped her. Helped her forget what she had done to the Night Court.

She hadn’t regretted it the first week. Or the second. But when it had become clear that Feyre wasn’t getting any better, she wondered if she had done the right thing in destroying them. Horrible as they had been, they had been Feyre’s company. Had Nesta been wrong to take that from her?

The guilt ate away at her.

“Earth to Nesta.”

Nesta started. She found Eris with the point of his sword hovering an inch near her throat. Eris chuckled slightly and dropped the weapon. “Penny for your thoughts?”

“It’s nothing,” Nesta said, shaking her head. She turned to walk away.

“What, no witty response this time? Now I’m really worried.”

Nesta couldn’t even muster up a response as she walked away, feet dragging.

“Hey. Talk to me.”

Nesta paused. Looked towards Eris. For once, there was nothing wicked there. Only concern for her. A rare show of vulnerability.

And she remembered what Feyre had told her about the Autumn Court family and decided to tell him, because who else could relate with screwed-up family dynamics? “I feel guilty. About what I did to the Inner Circle. Because Feyre is hurting.”

Eris nodded like he expected that. “It’s only natural to feel that way. But Feyre is stronger than you think. She will recover from this. Give her time, and she will realize you were protecting her in the only way you knew how.”

“You sound like you speak from experience, Eris Vanserra.”

Eris shrugged. “Maybe I do. Maybe I understand how you feel because I’ve dealt with my father for all these years. Because I play the perfect prodigal son to try and protect my family the best I can. The family worth protecting, anyway.”

“Did you not help your father kill Lucien’s lover right before his eyes?”

Eris’s eyes flashed. “No. It was the only time I refused my father anything. He punished me badly. I was the one who sent Tamlin to his border- the one I knew Lucien would be headed towards-to save his life.” Nesta stared at him. Eris acted the bastard-the perfect court-trained bastard- but underneath it all, he cared. Perhaps more deeply than others may realize. Perhaps just like Nesta.

Nesta’s wretched, avaricious mother had shaped her, their poverty refining her. Perhaps Eris was the same. Perhaps Eris had been shaped by his wretched, abusive father, his royalty refining him. They were both the products of their circumstances. They had adapted to survive; had armed themselves with fangs and venom so no one would dare touch the smooth scales that lay behind the vicious mouth.

So Nesta did the only thing she could think of. She hugged him. She expressed all the things she couldn’t say in that touch. All of the feelings she had kept deep inside her, the rage and the love and the hatred and the venom and the fangs that lived inside of her. That she understood exactly how he felt, because it many ways, it was how she felt too. ~~~~~~~~~~~

Nesta still felt the absence of the mating bond. Despite the rejection, it had still physically hurt her when Cassian had died. She just hadn’t been able to register it over all the other feelings in her head and body. But now that there was pretty much nothing left to do, the feeling haunted her.

She didn’t know who to talk to about it. Lucien was kind and may listen and understand due to his struggles with Elain, but he was busy. With friends of his own. Nesta hesitated to confide in him.

So, she found herself going to Eris. The Autumn Court had basically become her home now, in Eris’s secret home-away-from-home. In the midst of everything, the two of them had somehow become…friends. If that was the right word.

She still went to the Night Court sometimes, whether it was to hang out with Gwyn and Emerie or check on Feyre. Less of the latter since, to Nesta’s delight, Feyre had started coming out to Valkyrie training sessions. Which were now led by a guy named Balthazar.

Balthazar was Illyrian, but he wasn’t like any Illyrian Nesta had ever met. He was a great warrior, of course, but rather than relying on brute force, he was strategic. A smart male, on and off the battlefield. Nesta had found she liked him. He wasn’t huge or rugged, but he had a boyish charm to him that had some of the Valkyries batting their eyes at him, Gwyn being one of them. Nesta had teased her relentlessly about it. Gwyn had blushed and run back to the library, leaving Nesta and Emerie laughing behind her.

Nesta had confided in them about the missing mating bond. Emerie had squirmed in horror. Gwyn had started crying.

“I’m so sorry, Nesta,” Gwyn said. They had given her a group hug. They had been so supportive of her, but it was very difficult for them to empathize, because it was an exceptionally unique position. She had just lost her mate, but she had rejected him. Even Nesta hardly knew how to feel about it.

Something told her in Eris’s wildly complicated life, he’d be able to help her put into words the feeling in her gut, her soul.

So she followed her heart straight to him.

#fanfic #neris #pro nesta archeron #anti nessian #anti inner circle #the valkyries #gwyneth berdara #emerie of illyria #pro eris vanserra #gwyn x balthazar #not sure anybody thought of this ship so go me #balthazar #feyre archeron #feyre cursebreaker

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sadiegirl2021 · 3 months

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ae-neon · 8 months

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I only hope that emerie stays kilometers away from mor, like, just pair her with balthazar, he is respectful and not a ic's ass licker

Idk what kind of hints were set up for Mor x Emerie simply because I did not read Silver Flames but a lot of people seem to think it will happen

For Balthazar, I doubt sjm will have a poc x poc endgame relationship because that would be too good plus sjm is the ultimate IC asskisser so... Emorie looks like it might happen (?guessing again as I haven't read it and with sjm's MCU stuff, who knows)

Just looking at them, it would have fixed things if she had Emerie end up with Balthazar, another Illyrian woman or one of the bat boys.

Personally I would have preferred

Nesta/Azriel + Cassian/Emerie + Gwyn/Mor

But even with Nessian as canon (😑)

It would have been better to subvert the poc x white woman, especially moc x white woman monotony of acotar with Azriel ending up with Emerie not Elain or Gwyn

#anon asks

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theladyofbloodshed · 2 years

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An Emerie x Balthazar one shot for @emerieweek2022 Day 5

‘You don’t recognise me, do you?’

The male had entered her shop, browsed idly for a few minutes then strode up to the counter. It wasn’t the usual swagger most males in Windhaven had, it was more refined - a casual sort of confidence where he was sure of himself but didn’t need the whole word to know it.

Emerie examined him warily. Black hair fell into his eyes and curled around his ears untidily. It gave him a boyish charm. His wings were tall but didn’t appear as broad as some. Although she did not know every male’s name in Windhaven, she knew them all by sight - and knew which ones to be wary of. This male wasn’t known to her.

‘You’re not from Windhaven.’

‘No.’

She waited for him to say something else, to give her another clue to his identity, but he gave her a bland, almost pained smile.

‘Are you going to buy anything?’

‘I’ll buy you dinner?’

Heat flooded Emerie’s cheeks. She’d sworn off Illyrian males long ago. ‘I don’t know you.’

The male sucked in a breath, but didn’t batter her with vicious words or insults that she dared refuse his advances. His face remained neutral. ‘We have met. You were quite badly injured at the time. I carried you.’

‘You’re the male who kept watch with Nesta. Beelzebub?’

His mouth pressed into a fine line to fend against laughter. ‘That’s almost preferable. Balthazar.’

‘Emerie.’

Balthazar swept his fringe away from his face. ‘There’s a ceremony tomorrow to celebrate the Rite. Are you going?’

Nesta had debated going, and it was a firm no from Gwyn. Emerie would only attend if one of her friends came. Although it was a night of celebration, she tended to avoid the camp once the sun had set.

‘Probably not.’

Balthazar’s brown eyes flicked across her bare arms. ‘You earned your tattoos. It would be a shame if you didn’t have them.’ His eyes moved back to her face, roaming over them like he was learning it. ‘Well, I’ll be there if you want a friendly face.’

***

Nesta had her in a bone-crunching embrace on the door step. Her friend had surprised her at the last minute and turned up at her door with Cassian and Azriel in tow.

‘They’re here to keep the peace so I need a friend.’

‘No Gwyn?’

‘No Gwyn,’ echoed Nesta, her eyes involuntarily flicking to Azriel who seemed to spend the most time with the priestess since the Rite in private lessons. Nesta and Emerie had a good idea what that meant.

Emerie hurried to dress. She didn’t have any clothes suitable for a celebration, so stuck with one of her usual plain, homespun dresses. She was most comfortable in them anyway.

‘That male who stayed on a watch with you came here yesterday.’

‘Bartholomew?’

Emerie scrunched her face up in amusement as they trailed behind the two males towards the bustling camp. ‘Balthazar. Your guess was closer than mine. I called him Beelzebub.’

Cassian jerked around on the path. ‘Male? What male?’

‘I’ve told you this story,’ Nesta said with a long sigh. ‘It’s not my fault if you don’t listen when I speak.’

Bonfires had been lit all around Windhaven and the camp was busier than usual as males who’d participated in the Blood Rite descended upon it for the honour of receiving their tattoos. Many families had come too to celebrate their sons or their brothers.

Somebody was singing a bawdy tune in the Illyrian tongue. It carried over the noise and cheers. A few males already sat as elders needled the ink into their skin in a slow, painful process. Emerie was tempted to receive her own just to prove to her people that females were just as good as the males. Nesta had declared she did not want any more ink on her body after her bargains, even when Cassian begged her to get at least one on her back for surviving.

The night wore on – and she was glad she attended. However, Emerie observed a direct correlation between the amount of alcohol consumed by a male and the volume of his voice. She sipped her own drink whilst propped against a fence, watching Nesta and Cassian bicker still over her refusal to get a tattoo.

A male sidled up to her. She was about ready to tell him to leave her alone when she recognised his face.

‘You came after all.’

‘My friend convinced me.’

‘Nesta Archeron,’ he acknowledged, as she rolled her eyes at Cassian and stalked towards the bottles of alcohol in frustration.

‘Where are your tattoos?’

‘I’m going to get them soon. Will you come with me?’

Now that she was here, Emerie knew it would cause a fuss. There would always be males with opinions. With the amount of alcohol that had been consumed, Emerie wasn’t in the mood to have her ear chewed off by arrogant males. Or to have them hammering at her door the next day to punish her for it.

‘Hey. You’re Carynthian. You have more of a right to the tattoos than anybody else here.’

‘Valkyrie,’ she corrected. That was more important to her, a title she’d carved for herself. It set her apart from everybody else.

‘If you’re scared of the pain, you can hold my hand.’

Emerie rose an eyebrow at his words. ‘Pain means nothing.’

‘Then you can hold my hand because I’m an Illyrian baby whose mother coddled him too much.’

It was too much, too soon for Emerie, but she did walk alongside him towards a roaring fire to one of the seats, but resisted holding his hand. It would be too much of a declaration. She caught Nesta’s eye for safety, to ensure her friend saw the direction she’d walked. Balthazar hadn’t given her a reason to fear him, but old habits died hard. Habits kept her safe.

‘This is Emerie. Carynthian. Valkyrie.’

The male looked Emerie up and down with disgust. He spat on the ground at her feet. ‘I ain’t putting ink on a female.’

Stepping out of a shadow, Azriel was there. ‘You will. It is your duty.’

For a moment, Emerie thought he might comply in the face of the ice-cold shadow singer then the male threw down his inks and marched away in defiance.

‘Leave it,’ she muttered.

Emerie had long since learnt her people would not change. She was foolish to hope they might. She ought to have been elevated since the Blood Rite but they scorned her more for it. Males were convinced she somehow cheated. They did not believe it possible that three females could survive.

‘Sit,’ said Balthazar gently, pushing down on one of her shoulders for good measure. ‘I know how to do it. You won’t be my first, but you’ll be my favourite.’

Emerie’s heart tripped over itself at his words. There was nothing flirtatious in it. Perhaps that was worse. He sounded genuine.

Each press of the needle in her skin was like an aching fire. It was a pain she welcomed. For too long, Emerie had balked under the stares of males. She turned her eyes to the ground when she walked, checked her windows and doors every night. She deserved her tattoos.

When Nesta arrived, Emerie became even more aware of how close Balthazar sat to her. His breath tickled against her bare shoulder as he worked.

‘If it’s too painful, tell me. We’ll take a rest.’

But Emerie pushed through the burning sensation, too proud to take a break and be considered weak by any watching. And some did watch. Some muttered that it was improper for a female to have tattoos. For a female to think she was equal to a male. But Emerie was only equal to two males in this camp: Azriel and Cassian. The rest were beneath her.

Balthazar dabbed at her arm, wiping away the last of the blood as he finished.

‘It’s beautiful,’ she breathed, twisting her arm in the flickering firelight to examine the delicate patterns and symbols.

‘Your turn, Nes,’ Cassian encouraged. ‘If you get Illyrian ink, I will never be able keep my hands off of you.’

‘That’s not an incentive, Cassian,’ his mate snorted in reply.

A different male tattooed Balthazar but Emerie waited with him making shy conversation about how their paths had crossed in the Rite then the different one each had taken. Emerie’s had led her to the top of Ramiel. Balthazar’s awe that she’d not only made it, but carried Gwyn on her back had her face flushing red again.

‘They already tell stories of you. Every little girl in Illyria wants to be Emerie the Valkyrie.’

‘Don’t tease me,’ she said, hiding her face with her braid.

‘I wouldn’t joke about something so important.’

Nesta and Azriel hovered nearby, pretending they weren’t overseeing the situation. Cassian was off somewhere filled with too much alcohol challenging any male - or female - he came across to an arm wrestle.

It was a good night. A night that Emerie was glad she came out for.

***

Her arm was sore during training. Nesta went easy on her. Gwyn forgot frequently to be delicate with her healing arm and whacked it plenty of times, stuttering out an apology immediately afterwards as Emerie yelped.

‘She got tattooed by her guardian,’ Nesta teased, batting her eyelashes.

‘Who?’ Gwyn’s teal eyes nearly popped out of her head in eagerness.

‘Stop gossiping,’ came a flat, bored voice over the clash of weapons. Azriel had his brows raised, watching them until they started moving again. Cassian was too hungover to move from the bed - a fact they would all bug him over when he showed his face again.

‘I thought you liked females.’

‘Gwyn!’

Gwyn blushed. ‘You said it too!’

Nesta and Gwyn stopped their half-hearted drill to pin Emerie with their inquiring stares.

‘I do. I like both. I prefer females but only because most – all - of the males I know are vile.’

Nesta rubbed her hands together with glee. ‘This is so romantic. He carried you into a cave when you were injured! Stayed by your side all night.’

‘Oh, I wish I’d been there,’ Gwyn added dreamily.

They were getting far too carried away. ‘One, I was unconscious through nearly all of it. Two, you were luring a monster which was far more effective. Three, he might be just as bad as his compatriots.’

‘I think somebody is afraid of going out of their comfort zone because she’s used to being independent. What do you say, Berdara?’

‘I agree, Archeron.’

Emerie rolled her eyes at them both. ‘Pot. Kettle. Black.’

Nesta threw up her hands to plead her innocence. ‘I am a mated female now. You all endured my sickeningly sweet ceremony. I admit life is better with someone to lean on even if that male is now clutching a toilet and will be until the afternoon.’

‘And that one?’ She pointed to Gwyn. ‘When will she admit that her private lessons with the shadow singer are code for kissing practise?’

Gwyn’s face went as red as her hair as she spluttered to deny Emerie’s words.

***

Balthazar turned up in the shop in the afternoon. He bypassed any browsing, heading straight for the counter. Emerie was flustered at the sight of him so pretended to be busy polishing the counter that she could already see her reflection in.

‘I came by this morning but you were closed. Not a morning person?’

‘Training.’

The male leant against the counter. ‘Not resting on your laurels?’

‘There’s always room for improvement.’

‘You’ll be leading the Valkyrie unit in the next war?’

Emerie hoped with all of her heart that she would never see war. The last one was hard enough on her people. Many had lived through two wars. Families had been torn apart, wounds still bled. Illyrians were warriors. War was their calling. It didn’t mean they enjoyed it though.

‘I’d rather forge the path to peace than bloodshed.’

A true smile lit up Balthazar’s face, brightening his dark eyes. It was so rare for males to smile in Illyria. Rare for anybody to have anything that brought them joy. ‘I crave a better Illyria too. One where my sons aren’t raised only to bleed for their high lord, where my daughters are more than their womb.’

‘Then why enter the Blood Rite?’

‘I didn’t go there to kill. I went to prove myself.’ He tapped his arm where his tattoos lay beneath his sleeve. ‘Males listen to me now. Change will come to Illyria.’

‘I hope it will.’

‘It will,’ he vowed. ‘You have already written history.’

This talk was too dizzying for a quiet afternoon in her little shop. Gwyn and Nesta would squeal when she repeated Balthazar’s words in his quiet, low voice. There was a demanding tone to it, a hunger for a better Illyria that she knew was not simply daydreaming.

‘I’m headed back to Iron Crest in the morning.’ He gave a strange, shaky laugh. ‘I’ll just say it. Do you want to meet tonight? To go flying?’

‘I can’t fly.’

His eyes shuttered closed with regret. ‘I meant I can fly you. My mother – she misses flying terribly. I take her out flying with me – so I won’t drop you, I’m well practised. I thought you might miss it too. Sorry if that came across as insensitive.’

The temptation to feel the wind on her face again as she swooped across the mountains was strong, but that nagging voice in her head warned her that her body would need to be close to Balthazar’s. He might read it as an invitation to more. More that she didn’t want to give. Or if they were spotted by others, tongues would wag in the village. Emerie did not need more fuel for the fire. They were already unhappy with her owning a business, unhappy that she trained, unhappy that she had no husband or father to keep her in line, unhappier now about her warrior’s tattoos.

‘That’s not a good idea. Sorry.’

‘Sure,’ he said, giving her a gentle smile rather than anger that he’d been rejected. ‘If you’re ever in Iron Crest-’

‘I won’t be.’

‘If you are, my mother wants to meet the first ever Carynthian and Valkyrie.’

‘I’ll send my friend, Gwyn, to her.’

Balthazar shook his head as if in pain. ‘Illyrian. That matters to us. You are the change our country needs.’

‘I don’t want to be a mascot.’

‘If not you then who? Who will our girls look up to if it’s not you?’

Emerie needed to deflect his attention. ‘Are you always this intense?’

‘Only when discussing the future of my country. That and backgammon.’

This was the most reckless, ridiculous thing that Emerie had ever done in her life, but she took a deep breath and said, ‘I’ll go flying with you.’

***

It was a blessing and a curse to have no company. Emerie had tried to talk herself out of going, but she’d heard her friend’s voices in her head talking her out of talking herself out of going. By the time that Balthazar knocked on the door in the evening, she’d worn a path in the floor with her pacing.

‘I had a fear you’d ignore me.’

‘I could still shut the door in your face.’

Balthazar wheezed out a laugh. ‘You wouldn’t be so cruel, surely? I brought tea.’

It was the perfect drinking temperature, spiced with orange, ginger, and star anise. It was delicious enough that Emerie let out a small moan after the first sip.

‘My mother’s recipe.’

‘You are such a mother’s boy.’

He gave another one of his rare smiles. ‘I make no secret of it. It’s always been just us two. I love her more than anything.’

Hearing a male speak openly of love, especially for his mother, was not something that Emerie was accustomed to, but she was glad of it. To hear Balthazar speak of his mother had her longing for her own. With Nesta and Gwyn, it was different because none of them had their parents. It was a shared grievance.

‘You’re alone?’ Balthazar hedged.

‘None would mourn my father.’

Emerie led the way, at his request, to an area she was fond of flying in. It had been so long since she had flown that a giddy anticipation churned in her belly. More than that, she’d be trusting a stranger to keep her safe. It should have set alarm bells pealing in her mind, but there was something enticing about it too. Letting herself trust somebody new was a risk – but one that Emerie was ready to take. She’d taken a risk by going to training, and it had brought her the best friends of her life. She had to try.

The mountains were topped with snow. Emerie couldn’t wait to hover low over and feel the cold emanate from them.

‘How do we do this?’

‘I have a harness at home. Sort of. It straps my mother to me so she can face downwards without me getting a facefull of wing.’

‘You made it?’

‘Both of us together. She’s too clever but was never allowed to be more.’ The shells of his ear had pinked with the talk of his mother. With every piece of information that she heard about the female, Emerie found she did want to meet her. ‘You will have to put your arms around my neck and hold on tight or I can carry you like a baby. Your choice.’

Nerves bubbled up at the images conjured in her mind. Both positions would mean his hands were on her though the first would have her legs wrapped around his body. Her pulse sped up.

Emerie opted to be carried like a baby with one arm under the backs of her knees and the other around her shoulders, avoiding her wings. Although she did not know the male well enough, Emerie swore he seemed nervous too as they took to the air.

That awkwardness soon faded once they began drifting upwards and plummeting back down. It was so good to fly again. So good. If he could, she would have asked Balthazar to never put her down, to just keep flying around the world. But all good things had to come to an end.

He landed softly at her doorstep and was gentle as he tipped her towards the ground. Her heart thudded from the exhilaration – and her smile refused to be banished.

‘Iron Crest isn’t that far.’ Her fingers turned the key in the front door.

‘A couple of hours.’

Balthazar swallowed audibly. His hair was tousled from the wind. His own smile was sheepish but genuine.

‘If you’re ever in Windhaven again, stop by.’

‘Yes,’ he said eagerly. ‘I am meeting the high lord. I begged the Lord of Bloodshed when he was drunk. I’ll be here next week. I could bring my mother. Or not. We could just meet. You and I. I’d like to take you flying again.’

‘I’d like that.’

‘You would?’

‘I would.’

Emerie was screaming at herself to stop acting like a giddy girl and just say goodnight then close the door, but she remained on the step, the wide open door letting all the cold into the house, smile still plastered across her face.

‘So. I’ll see you next week?’

‘Next week,’ she echoed.

A hand slid into hers and Balthazar brought it towards him. He bent his dark head to place a kiss on top of it.

‘Next week.’

#emerie #balthazar #an illyrian love story #emerie x balthazar #emerieweek2022

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andrigyn · 7 months

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I’ve git inspired by the hp anon: what are your favorite acotar ships? or any ship you do not like at all as well!

OK LETS GET INTO IT! I’ll try and briefly explain why as well. When I say I “like” a ship, I mean that I actively seek content for it or would rb it if it came up on my dash.

SHIPS I LIKE:

- Neris: We all know my feelings on this one! This is what should have been.

- Nezriel: Didn’t quite get it until I read Nesta vs the Buffer by ladyofbloodshed, but it really does work. At the end of the day I want Nesta to be cared for and protected as she heals, and canon Cassian wasn’t doing it.

- Azris: They are both SO messed up but they’d be a power couple.

- Gwynlain: This is just a good wholesome ship. Every time I see art of them I’m reblogging it, but I haven’t read any fics of them.

- Tamsand: Childhood friends to lovers to enemies… need I say more?

- Rhysta: This is the wokest acotar ship, and they would be SO TOXIC but in a sexy way.

- Tamcien: They were living together for a long time, you can’t convince me it didn’t happen at least once. There is also clearly a lot of love between them, at least in TAR.

- Elucien: This pairing has so much potential it’s insane… not even just in terms of the characters just where the plot can take them (Autumn, Day, and beyond). If I don’t get to read Lucien as a love interest in canon, I’m done with these books fr

- Helion x LoA: I just want her to be happy 😭

- Lucnes: They would help each other heal, they have SO MUCH in common. SJM was wrong when she said they would tear each other apart!!

- Nesta x The Mercenary: This ship embodies what I like about nessian, but gay. We need to let Nesta be an intellectual with a muscular guard dog type character.

- Emerie x Balthazar: I love Balthazar and he needs to be brought back. I’m also intrigued by the idea of a ship that is between two Illyrians like maybe we can finally get a nuanced view of their culture.

- Gwynriel: Azriel is a total mess so he needs to shape up before he’s deserving of Gwyn, but the potential here is crazy.

- Neslin: Two deeply flawed and broken people. I like the idea of Nesta finding refuge in Spring, and helping Tam rebuild his court. She has a flair for politics that Feyre doesn’t, and from her upbringing would know how to conduct herself as a noblewoman.

- Nesta x Mor: I know I don’t like Mor, but this would be hot. Both of them would soften up as soon as they got to know each other more.

- Cassian x Rhys: Another one where you can’t tell me this didn’t happen at least once.

- Elriel: I came around to this one recently. Do I like it as much as elucien? No, but the forbidden aspect does appeal to me.

- Nesta x Jurian: thank you ladyofbloodshed for putting this in my brain. It’s just so… 🥰🥰

SHIPS I EITHER DISLIKE OR HAVE COMPLEX FEELINGS ABOUT

- Canon Nessian: i mean where do I even begin with this… ACOSF has been discussed to death. However I do indulge in some nessian fanfic from time to time, and the talented people on here know how to correct the dynamic so it’s something we can all enjoy.

- Feysand: I was all in on feysand until the baby thing happened in SF. However, there is really good feysand fanfic out there that I will read from time to time.

- Emorie: Mor is really not my favorite character, I can’t lie. However, I could come around to this if I read a good fic or if we get a sympathetic storyline from her in a future book.

- Feycien: Idk, this just doesn’t work for me. I can’t explain why I’m not feeling it, but I’m not.

- Feylin: I see why people loved it in TAR, but it’s not something I will seek out bc it’s just been nuked so much by canon. I prefer them with other people.

- Tamlain: Their personalities would not work together. I’m also too elucien brained to even consider this.

- Amren x Varian: After Amren and Nesta fell out, I was not vibing with her. But even beyond that, this pairing makes no sense.

- Moriel or Mor x Cassian: NO. JUST NO.

- Lucien x Vassa: I don’t like ships where one party is mortal, especially with Lucien bc he has been through enough as it is.

#Andy’s asks #acotar #DONT HATE ME FOR THESE OPINIONS

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nikethestatue · 2 years

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Do you think eris x Gwyn could be a thing 👀 (if eris isn’t gay)

I hope not.

Eris has a long history of mistreating women. He also has a boatload of issues and is too old for her.

She needs someone younger and not as complicated. I hear Balthazar is available! :) He saved/assisted her two best friends. And isn't a dick.

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imsointobooks · 1 year

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I posted 3,195 times in 2022

15 posts created (0%)

3,180 posts reblogged (100%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@mercurianbisous

@yazthebookish

@shadowsingerspriestess

@broodybatboy

@daevastanner

I tagged 75 of my posts in 2022

#gwynriel - 14 posts

#gwyneth berdara - 11 posts

#acotar - 9 posts

#azriel - 9 posts

#gwyn x azriel - 8 posts

#azriel berdara - 8 posts

#acosf - 6 posts

#nesta archeron - 2 posts

#feyre archeron - 2 posts

#gwynweek2022 - 2 posts

Longest Tag: 136 characters

#imagine the chaos of gwyn adding ingredients to a bowl and hoping for the best while elain desperately tries to make her follow a recipe

My Top Posts in 2022:

Theories I love (Part 1):

Gwyn:

Being shadow mommy. Coming into her role of priestess and co-leading the valkyries. Late night training sessions with Az and flirting with him and making him blush. Kissing him first. Being besties/ siblings with Rhys. Being close friends with Cass, Lucien and Feyre and of course her girl gang/ soul sisters Nesta and Emerie. Getting to know more about her Autumn Court heritage. Going out into Velaris to explore on her own. Visiting her sister's grave for closure and meeting some of the kids she saved that day. Helping with her immense knowledge and research in finding the 4th Dead Trove and being Az's spy buddy. Getting to explore her nymph heritage. I think Merril is sus but even if she isn't standing up to her. Honestly a maternal, fond relationship with her and Clotho. Nerding it out with Rhys. Getting to know about the mating bond first. Nyx loving her. Awesome kinky bookish idea sex scenes with Az and shadow play and bondage with ribbons. Casual cuddles between her and Az.

Azriel

Finding his self - worth and self - love. Bat bois bond and fun. Kinky bedroom scenes. Getting touched when he realises others love for him and acceptance of him (because it is there). Getting exasperated with his shadows for being obsessed with Gwyn. Closure with Mor. Babysitting Nyx moments. Him singing. Him crying once in front of people and letting out his emotions. Being the sweetiest and hottest in bed with Gwyn. Late night sparring sessions. Jealousy from Balthazar over Gwyn. Being a protective ass and getting his ass handed to him for trying to be a white knight. Accepting his illyrian heritage and doing his best to make it better. Spy missions for the dead trove. Late night research sessions and stargazing with Gwyn. Beinga mused by her and in awe of how she slays in her Court of Nightmares look. Honestly some funny thoughts about Amren in his head. Being more open with the IC. Craving touch from bis favourite Valkyrie. Shirtless scene. Truthteller scene. Dad style trying to scold his shadows for sneaking of to Gwyn and then Gwyn scolds him for being rude to the adorable minions. A strategy point where he comes up with a really smart solution to a problem. A separate moment with all of the IC members. Becoming friends with Lucien and apologising to him.

Rhysand

Being besties and nerding it out with Gwyn. Azzie and Rhysie moments. Proud and loving dad moments. Competing with Feyre for their child's first word. Providing the chafing with a smirk when Gwynriel's bond clicks. Amren and Rhys friendship. Nesta and Rhys friendship and random gift giving. Teasing Az about Gwyn.

Feyre

Tough but loving mom moments. Girls night out with her, Gwyn and Nesta. Observing how good Az and Gwyn are together. Her and Nesta being sisters. Her and Mor friendship and helping her out with Emerie. Lucien and her being besties again pleaseeee.

Elain

Going to the day court and becoming a courtier. Observing how people behave and using her natural charm to be a diplomat and come into her own. Going to the spring court and seeing it bloom. Possibly becoming its consort with Lucien (because i don't find her much of a High Lady material) and helping others out in it and gardening. Maintaing her friendship and having a closer bond with Nuala and Cerridwen (idk if i spelled that right). Being distant but amicable with her sisters because honestly she's a self-centered sister and idk want their to be some rlly close bond with her and Nesta and Feyre as a resolution. As a person Elain can be cool but family wise she's a Taryn. Not being coddled by the NC and going out to explore likes she wanted to with Lucien. Being friends with the BoE but initially they don't like her she has to earn their friendship and protection. Donning Day Court fashion. Rejecting the mating bond but being with Lucien. Getting jealous of Lucien with someone else. Being a goddamn courtier and helping out and being seen as something more than a pretty face and using her charm and observance. Helping defeat Koschei.

Lucien

Becoming High Lord of the Spring Court (hell no is Helion dying idc). Getting an apology/ redemption arc from Tamlin for his abuse. Becoming besties with Feyre again. BoE friendship and sass and die for each other style moments. Being a courtier and ambassador. BEING HAPPY AND LOVED. Realising he will not be used by others abd will fight for himself and put himself first. I love his approach towards Elain in every aspect nothing change. I don't want a head over heels love thing more the finding her worthy that is there rn. Closure regarding Jesminda. Dad Helion and baby Lucien moments. Mommy LA and Eris bro moments too. Figuring out his day court powers. Gagging over his dad and mom being lovey-dovey. Being the sassy sarcastic awesome we know he is. Reviving the Spring Court. Helping defeat Koschei. Hanging out with his brother in laws.

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500 FOLLOWER CELEBRATION

❤️❤️🥳🥳

I have never cared about having followers before, because I never actually found a platform which made me want to be active on it. But it feels really special to see that I have 500 followers. Its a flex in my family😁.

For all its flaws and ship wars, I am so thankful to tumblr for finally giving me an online presence and mutuals I love. This site is so interactive, relatable, genius, talented and soothing and I have all you guys to thank for it!

A special shoutout to some blogs that have been a ray of light in my life the past 2 years.

@bookofmirth Its my biggest flex to tell everyone that an actual literary professor follows me and acknowledges me. I love your opinions, especially in regards with Mor.

@yazthebookish commissions and fact check for all gwynriels

@daevastanner do I even need to say anything? The fanfiction queen and its like talking to Emerie online.

@hellogoodbye14 your fluff is just what I need for a pick me up always

@aelingalathyniusrailme sass and smarts? Writes the hottest Gwyn.

@hlizr50 and @gwynrielsupremacy to fulfilling prompts to perfection and blessing us with writing

@mercurianbisous for giving me all the fanfics and dom Az I never knew I wanted but so needed

@tealnymph24 for being my first close mutual on here

@thebluenickel the one i have bonded with most and for gifting us the canon gwynriel book

@houseofhurricane for making me think and writing intriguing, hot plots

@lucielart , @salteas and @carol-pisarro (someone please tell me their handles😅) the most gorgeous, emotive and stunning art we never deserved but still got thanks to your talent 😍

@broodybatboy , @shadowsingerspriestess and @lady-riel for the cute ficlets and incorrect quotes.

@cascadingmoon and @booknerd87 for the commissions and events and stories, we were kept constantly fed thanks to your efforts.

This is no where close to everyone and I'll keep editing it as people come to my mind but I am so grateful for all of you and my mutuals and the talented writers and artists in this fandom

Love You💋💋

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I actually think that SJM will show part of the book with Azriel pining after Elain but in the way where he believes he likes Elain and wants to be with her, but his actions completely contradict that. Like he is trying to be in love with her because the 3 sister 3 brother logic dictates that and he wants to be in love with someone (desire for mate). But he actually has no idea what loving someone is like so he realises in his character arc that that he's looking for the wrong things.

Basically doing beautiful bestie and love couple type things with Gwyn but not realising that that's the kind of love he's been looking for. And that him wanting Elain is just words and no thoughts or actions. I want to see his notion of love challenged in his character arc. And I honestly don't want Gwyn to be waiting on the sidelines with the knowledge that she's his mate, I honestly want both of them to figure that out only when they are together already.

I think Azriel forms a biased judgement of something in his head and sticks with it despite evidence otherwise.

His family abused him? All Illyrians deserve to die, despite the fact that he knows good ones like Rhys, Cass and Emerie too.

He thinks he's in love with Mor? Doesn't get over her or take the hint even after 500 years that she isn't.

He is a torturer? He's a monster who doesn't deserve anything good, despite having a family who loves him so much.

His brothers found happiness with a mate? He wants a mate despite knowing that his brother's didn't find happiness when they got to know they had a mate but when their mate and they fell in love and chose to be with the other.

His brothers have an Archeron mate? He wnats one too despite the 3rd Archeron already having mate.

He wants to be in love with Elain? He'll try to be with her despite not feeling any love for her and being in love with a teal-eyed Valkyrie instead till she makes it impossible for him to stick to his stupid judgement.

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Gwynriel headcannon:

As Gwyn and Azriel's prank war goes on:

Azriel opens his wardrobe one morning to find that all his boxers have been replaced with pale pink thongs with unicorn ears on them, courtesy of Gwyn and the House.

And when he comes up to the dining room for breakfast, Gwyn teasingly calls out, "Won't you show us the ears Az?"

So he promptly takes his shirt off to throw at her and strides over to her and brackets her in the chair with his arms.

And whispers in her ear, " Don't see any do you Gwyneth? I thought going commando might be a better visual for you. Was I right?"

And walks off smugly leaving Gwyn all hot and flustered.

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My #1 post of 2022

I present to you, Gwyn Berdara's hair!

✔️ copper

✔️ brown

✔️ glow like molten metal

✔️ redhead

✔️ (future) can take ruby gleam at night with Azriel in their private training sessions 👀👀👀

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#tumblr2022 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review

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princessyuwa · 2 years

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Balthazar x Emerie enjoying winter solstice, both unaware of Nesta & Gwyn prompting Feyre to paint a portrait of them.

@ladyofcaraverre @moononastring @champanheandluxxury

NO SHIPPING DISCOURSE OR CHARACTER BASHING ALLOWED!!!

#a court of silver flames #acotar #dress up games #emerie #balthazar #emerie x balthazar

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fieldofdaisiies · 8 months

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summary: In the wake of two females winning the Blood Rite, turmoil and riots start to boil within the Night Court's war camp Windhaven. Devlon falls and a pressing need for a new leader of the war camp emerges – someone possessing the necessary political knowledge as well as strength and unwavering loyalty to take over this role. This is a story about a young Illyrian's journey of self-discovery, as he navigates his path and unexpectedly finds himself drawn to a female that suddenly appears in his life and pulls out the rug from under his feet.

warnings: blood, gore, death, explicit descriptions (rating E) other ships mentioned: Feysand, Nessian, …

book cover fanart by @krem-does-stuff aesthetics: Gwyn • Balthazar a little present from @headcanonheadcase gwyn x balthazar

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chapter overview: Prologue • Chapter 1 • Chapter 2 • Chapter 3 • Chapter 4 • Chapter 5 • Chapter 6 • Chapter 7 • Chapter 8 • Chapter 9 • Chapter 10 • Chapter 11 • Chapter 12 • Chapter 13 • Chapter 14 • Chapter 15 • Chapter 16 • Chapter 17 • Chapter 18 • Chapter 19 • Chapter 20 • Chapter 21 • Chapter 22 • Chapter 23 • Chapter 24 • Chapter 25 • Chapter 26 • Chapter 27 • Chapter 28 • Chapter 29 • Chapter 30 • Chapter 31 • Chapter 32 • Epilogue

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#gwyn x balthazar #gwyn berdara #gwyn acotar #balthazar acotar #balthazar #acotar #acosf

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tato-acm · 2 years

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domingo - 10. 04. 2022

They divvied them up, Nesta taking first watch, Emerie second, and Gwyn third, and when that was decided, they sat in silence for a long moment. They’d eaten a meager meal of some roast squirrel Gwyn had managed to pilfer from an unsuspecting Illyrian, but hunger remained a vocal knot in their bellies. - acosf, chapter 68

I was rereading this part and... imagine if Gwyn stole the squirrel from Balthazar!? 😂

✨*2021 Blood Rite Survivors Reunion*✨

[inspired by this commission by @the-bookish-valkyrie]

Nesta: Em, remember when Gwyn told us she could get us dinner- and came back with a roast squirrel she stole from one of the Illyrians??! 😂

Emerie: *wheezing* yeah- 😂😂😂

Balthazar:

Balthazar: …so it was you- you stole my squirrel?!

Gwyn: *not a very good liar* …Nope.

#gwyn berdara #gwyneth berdara #balthazar #balthazar acosf #nesta archeron #emerie #nesta x gwyn x emerie #emerie of illyria #acosf #valkyries #blood rite #the valkyries #gwyn x balthazar

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sadiegirl2021 · 25 days

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I think the main purpose of Azriel x Elain and the bonus chapter was to show us how they unknowingly helped each other and set up their future books.

Elain said she didn't want male, but quite clearly would have slept with Azriel in the bonus chapter. I'm think Azriel fucked his chances when he said "this was a mistake" rather than literally anything else, because Elain obviously took it as a rejection and closed the door on that relationship by returning the necklace. But now she is in fact open to a relationship with a male, which is a huge step for her. Lucien has a chance, but let's see if he's the first. My crack theory is Elthazar happening before Elucien. Balthazar is basically an Illyrian Lucien. He fights with his words and is against unnecessary violence, plus he saved Nesta so there's his in with Elain. Its a perfect spanner because if Azriel's getting his own book/mate, then there needs to be a new obstacle for Elucien. Also, imagine the chaos if SjM made this happen and sparked a new ship war before the last book! The carnage.

For Azriel, he needed to go after Elain to show that what he felt for Mor wasn't actually love. It was infatuation and he was so easily able to switch it to Elain. He's chasing a mating bond because not having one confirms he's unworthy, and what happened in his childhood was his fault. So much trauma. He needs to meet someone who understands his pain, who feels unworthy too, so they can help fill the broken pieces of each other. Its codependent but most relationships are in romance books! So then, how fun for the second part of the bonus chapter to put his mate right in front of him, but he's too traumatised to see it. Gwyn wasn't given such a fleshed out, tragic back story to be shoved aside. And the spark in Azriel's chest was unnecessary if they aren't in fact mates. In HOFAS, Azriel states he has no mate and no partner, which works fine for Gwynriel because friendship can developed off book, but romance (in a romance series) cannot. So, time skipping forward with a recap on how "he couldn't imagine he once questioned if they were friends" is enough back story to continue forward. We'll get a friendship to lovers/healing story with the obstacle being themselves!

Well, I'll stop now! If you made it this far, then happy Friday! Hope all your dreams come true 😆

#Friday ramble #gwynriel #pro gwynriel #elucien #pro elucien #Elthazar #Crackship #pro azriel #pro elain archeron #pro lucien vanserra #pro gwyneth berdara #anti elriel #anti e/riel

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daybrights · 3 years

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pre acosf I was all for elucien and after acosf I was for elucien and gwynriel, but tbh now I just want lucienvassa and gwynbalthazar 🥴

#Lucien Vanserra #Gwyneth Berdara #Queen vassa #Balthazar #Lucien x Vassa #Gwyn x Balthazar

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a-court-of-valkyries · 2 years

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In my mind, acosf didn't end the way it did. Instead, Nesta called the IC out on their crap, dumped Cassian, and her and the valkyries went to the summer court (with Lucien and Balthazar) to live their best lives. Or she accepted Eris’s proposal, they become Prythian’s most famous power couple as they rule the Autumn Court after killing Beron, and the valkyries, Lucien, and Balthazar join Nesta there. Either way, Nesta leaves Night and lives her best life with her true sisters

#nesta archeron #pro nesta archeron #eris vanserra #lucien vanserra #emerie acosf #gwyneth berdara #Balthazar acosf #neris #nesta x gwyn x emerie #anti cassian #anti rhysand #anti ic #anti acosf #anti feyre #autumn court

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chosenfamily-valkyriequeens · 2 years

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Raise your hand if you too are not interested in reading any more Feyre and Rhysand content from SJM and are more interested in hearing the stories of the more interesting and relatable characters like Gwyn, Emerie, Eris, Lucien, Jurian, Vassa, Elain, etc…and yes I will say Tamlin too (just because I need to see him fix his court and be a better person, cuz I can forgive what he did but I just don’t have to forget it) cuz let’s all be honest for a second, please. The time of Rhys and Feyre is done and over, and has been since the ending of ACOWAR. They had a beautiful story (toxic moments aside) and now they are happy with a baby (even tho that whole plot drove me nuts with the twilight birth… and Nesta losing her powers) let the spotlight shine on a new storyline. There are so many better and more interesting paths to go down and I’m sorry but none of them, to me at least, involve them being the main focus.

• Let’s hear about the Illyrian rebellion we all now is on the way, the Valkyries stepping in to help the females in not just the Night court but in all of Pythian. Getting to know more about Vallhan where Mor disappeared to for most of the ACOSF storyline.

• Let’s hear more about the deal made with the Court of Nightmares and whether or not everyone down there really deserves it. Or if there are innocent ppl trapped down there that are (as the IC would say) dreamers too trapped in the dark.

• Let’s hear more about Vassa and Jurian (and Lucien a little bit) taking back the mortal lands and saving the ppl from the terrible reign of her horrible sisters. Getting rid of her firebird curse and rebuilding fae and human relationships.

• Let see what could happen between Eris and his court (also I really really really want to see a connection with him and Balthazar cuz let’s be real here Eris is a fine specimen and I have a feeling he plays for both teams and this relationship would be painful but epic) cuz I KNOW there is more to him and it’s not bad…or at least all bad. He hides under a mask just as we found out Rhys did and Mor’s hints in the books tell us there is more to the story of her torture and Eris might’ve done nothing wrong and took the fall to protect them both. I want him to be high lord and to show the real Eris under the mask that’s been hiding for so long.

• Let’s hear about Tamiln and his steps to rebuild his court and mending his relationships with the other courts and kingdoms cuz he messed up big time. But he isn’t the first nor will he be the last person to do so and I honestly think everyone deserves a second chance. Maybe even give him a chance at a real relationship and happiness, because the world is a better place when everyone is happy.

• Let’s hear more about Lucien and possibly Elain working together (mating bond accepted…selfish yes for me I think they are cute even mating bind aside) to figure out the whole mess with Kcoshie and the prison and the possibility of an 8th court aka the Dusk court. (I do have an evil Elain theory that she is being controlled by him to get himself out of the lake but that’s a conversation for another time…I do like her, I just want to see…more.)

• Let’s hear some more about Nesta and her courtier traits that are just as powerful has her ability to fight. Her building better relations with her sisters. Learning more about her connection to the mother. Of her powers are actual gone or just concealed by magic. Why the glamor from Tamlin didn’t work on her in the hovel, was her family part fae?

• Let hear more about Azriel! I am an Azriel and Gwyn shipper so there is a selfish part of me that wants to see what type of story could become if the two (let’s not forget the whole necklace situation 😬 not the smartest move you’ve made Az…) and them opening up and being happy. I honestly want there to be more and from what I listed above there can be.

• This is a ramble list: let’s hear about, The Dead Trove, the fourth object, light singers, the mother, the lost magical swords, the cauldron, wtf happened to Bryaxis, and I’m sure many more that I’m not thinking of at the moment but I will later and I’ll kick myself for not adding them to this list.

And none of it needs to have Feyre and Rhys at the center of it, SJM I get they are your favorites and you have a slight unhealthy addiction to them but for the shake of your fandom open up to your other characters and their untold stories. There were so many things that were swept under the rug in ACOSF (Nesta’s powers and trauma for one) and they deserve to be written about. The secret not so secret Easter eggs from her other series that keep popping up in her books. I also want to know more about the Middle and what happened to it that made it so chaotic and frightening. We don’t need more of Feyre and Rhys (also not sure how I feel about Nyx cuz well…he’s a baby what is he really gonna do but be a kidnapping beacon), we got enough from them that if they pop up in the background for a little bit we will be fine. So please, please let there be more stories from other Characters. This series gave us a story to latch onto and we did. Now we have also latched on to the “side characters” that have representation of so many people around the world that deserve to see their story told. You’ve given hints for a big crossover tabled for “someday” so why don’t you get started on the stories that need to be told before that happens, cuz we know you SJM well enough to know that more needs to happen before then. It just doesn’t have to be a Feyre and Rhys story anymore. There are other stories to tell💕

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