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freyjas-musings · 2 months
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Just requested the artist Venusfolk that I can share this with everyone here as well..... the most gorgeous set of fanarts of Gwynlain ... please do find her on IG (Venusfolk) and give her lots of love
Its artists like this that have my heart ❤️ people who genuinely mean well
Characters belong to Sarah J Maas
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vivictory-draws · 3 months
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Me, upon seeing two women get pitted against each other for the sake of some guy: ok but what if they kissed instead? #feminism
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shadowriel · 5 months
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ACOTAR Couples & Halloween Costumes: Headcanons 👻 🎃
Feysand: Feyre and Rhys definitely have a cute family costume planned with Nyx, but as soon as they leave him with a babysitter, they have to be the hottest couple in a 25-mile radius. Think Mr. & Mrs. Smith, think mafia AU, think Feyre in a slutty dress and Rhys unable to keep his hands off her
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Nessian: Nesta and Cassian start planning their costumes at least a year in advance. No expense is spared, no detail is overlooked. Sure, they get into semi-heated arguments leading up to their favourite day of the year, but it’s well worth it. My vote goes to them being sexy pirates, or a gender bent Hades and Persephone.
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Elucien: The thing about Elain Archeron is that she will always be that bitch, so well-dressed that people can’t help but stare. Lucien LOVES it! He’s also more than happy to take off his shirt at Elain’s request. A Greek god (or warrior) and goddess definitely works for their day court vibes (bonus points if Elain is Aphrodite).
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Azris: Eris and Azriel famously refuse to put effort into Halloween. Azriel has been known to throw on cat ears. Eris has worn a mask or used fake blood on more than one occasion. Yet, somehow they end up surprising everyone by dressing up as a cop (Eris) and sexy criminal (Azriel). Yes, the handcuffs are fully functional. And, yes, Azriel wears a crop top.
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Emorie: Our fave girlies have one goal on Halloween, and that’s to look ridiculously hot. Mor lives by the fact that “hoes don’t get cold” and usually makes a costume out of lingerie. Emerie’s been known to follow her lead or dress in something’s that more comfy. I think they would absolutely slay as an angel and demon.
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Bonus addition: Emerie as a witch (and Mor can tag along as a black cat)
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Gwynriel: These two always go with a costume that’s ridiculously niche or nerdy. Sometimes, Gwyn will get Azriel to dress up as her favourite male characters. Sometimes, she’ll wear a gorgeous costume on her own (and Azriel will just be there, looking at her with hearts in his eyes). Batman and catwoman is a fan favourite, but Gwyn loves the year she found her new favourite book and got them to dress up as a priestess and shadowsinger.
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Elriel: Elain is hot (see above), and Azriel is more than happy to take a supporting role when it comes to couples costumes. Elain wants to wear a fancy dress? Azriel will offer to hold her purse. It’s an Elain Archeron world and Azriel is loving every second of just being in it. I feel like a flower and gardener costume would be cute couples costume for them.
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Jassa: Jurian and Vassa are here to have fun. All of their costumes are easy-going and definitely bought last-minute, but they still look amazing. They’re known to find things around the house, and wear a costume that they insist is a pun. Some years, they remember they have these race car outfits at the back of their closet.
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Gwynlain: Gwyn and Elain are for the Pinterest girlies. They always have the most gorgeous costumes, and their makeup is impeccably done. Dare I say, they’re the second hottest couple in a 25-mile radius. My brain is literally malfunctioning at the thought of them dressing up like Bloom and Flora from Winx Club.
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I honestly could go on and on (and on…)
[All images were found on pinterest]
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feyres-divorce-lawyer · 3 months
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redhead x archeron sister slaps every time
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ratabrasileira · 6 months
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Gwyneth Berdara
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achaotichuman · 22 days
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"Elucien's book is gonna be next!"
"Elriel's book is gonna be next!"
"Gwynriel's book is gonna be next!"
Meanwhile I'm sittin in the corner playing with my Tamcien, Azris and Gwynlain dollies like the oblivious gay rarepair shipper I am.
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azrielshadowssing · 9 months
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ACOTAR Writing Circle 3 Masterlist
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The Syren, part 2, part 3 @headcanonheadcase @secret-third-thing
I Choose Who. I Choose You., part 2, part 3 @hlizr50 @captain-of-the-gwynriel-ship​ @headcanonheadcase​
The Great Escape, part 2, part 3 @captain-of-the-gwynriel-ship, @aldbooks​ @starfall-spirit​
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Blindsided, part 2, part 3 @bennylavasbuns, @azrielshadowssing
Peer Pressure, part 2, part 3 @azrielshadowssing @mercarimari​ @foreverinelysian​
Tangled Cable Car Wires, part 2, part 3 @thelovelymadone, @bennylavasbuns​ @thehaemanthus​
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On the Edge of Losing You, part 2 @starfall-spirit, @thegloweringcastle
Right There Beside Him All Summer Long, part 2, part 3 @rosanna-writer​ @sideralwriting​ @hlizr50​​
Grounded, part 2 @writtenonreceipts, @thehaemanthus​
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Fictional, part 2, part 3 @mercarimari @rosanna-writer
Sailing Ships, part 2, part 3 @foreverinelysian, @writtenonreceipts​ @sideralwriting​
Down This Road, part 2, part 3 @thegloweringcastle, @headcanonheadcase​ @thelovelymadone​
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Heatwave, part 2, part 3 @secret-third-thing, @starfall-spirit​ @azrielshadowssing​
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Someday, Today, part 2, part 3 @thehaemanthus, @hlizr50​ @vikingmagic33​
A Sunshine from the Ocean, part 2, part 3 @sideralwriting @thelovelymadone @sunshinebingo​
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Cool for the Summer, part 2, part 3 @aldbooks, @vikingmagic33​ @rosanna-writer​
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I Hate You Too, part 2, part 3 @sunshinebingo @foreverinelysian​ @bennylavasbuns​
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This One Even Blooms, part 2, part 3 @vikingmagic33 @sunshinebingo​ @thegloweringcastle​
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emiliamildner · 1 year
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I have another piece planned for tomorrow that's the official 2023 Valentine's Day art but today, my favourite crackship. Gwyn and Elain from ACOTAR.
Now say it with me kids - it's not that deep. They're just characters from a fantasy book.
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chelseacattos · 5 months
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FOR YOUR CONSIDERATION: GWYNLAIN.
I need them to be friends so bad. Elain helping Gwyn process loss, Gwyn helping Elain find her voice. Azriel who??
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ofduskanddreams · 7 months
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Truth or Dare, Azriel?
For @panicatthenightcourt :) The request: Gwynriel and Elucien. Tipsy truth or dare and maybe things get a little bit messy? I chose to make this a modern AU since it wasn't specified hehe.
A/N: It's implied that they've been drinking but let me assure everyone that they're still fully in control of themselves. There is no infidelity in this fic, everything is consented to by all parties involved.
Gwynriel & Elucien ✦ Rated M ✦ 1.3k words ✦ on AO3
Azriel dropped his head onto Gwyn’s shoulder, closing his eyes and inhaling the scents of sunscreen and lavender shampoo.
The bonfire was crackling merrily and carving a pool of orange out of the deep violet night. Crickets chirped, frogs trilled, and the lake water lapped gently at the sand.
He was tipsy.
Gwyn smelled fucking amazing.
There were still four days left of their vacation.
He was at his favorite place with his favorite people.
It was too….
No. 
Azriel sat up, blinking against the firelight and reminding himself that he was allowed to have this without the constant fear of it being stripped away.  
Some things were truly good. Other shoes didn’t always drop.
“Everything alright, Az?” Elain asked. She was curled into Lucien’s side across the fire from them.
“Yeah, fine. I just spaced out.” He hoped his face betrayed nothing. The last thing he needed was for Lucien to spend the rest of their vacation calling him Sadzriel again. 
“Okay,” Gwyn exclaimed with a clap of her hands. “We are going to play a game because it’s too early for us to be getting tired. Besides, we need to give them—” she jerked her head toward the house on the hill “—more time before the cabin will be safe.”
Half an hour earlier, Nesta had dragged Cassian away from the fire claiming she was “tired.” Rhys and Feyre made their excuses not long after.
Gwyn had a point. Even if they wanted to go to bed right now, Azriel knew none of them would be able to fall asleep due to the volume of the others' activities. It was the one downside of this pine-sheltered haven on the lake. 
“What kind of game?” Lucien asked.
Azriel turned to his right. The flames danced tangerine in the teal reflection of Gwyn’s eyes making them gleam with a devilish light. 
His girlfriend shot him a sly smile. “Truth or Dare.”
Elain grinned, “I’m in.” 
“Me too,” Lucien said with a huff of laughter. 
“Az?”
His past experiences of Truth or Dare weren’t what Azriel would call fond memories. Then again, maybe that was an unavoidable consequence of playing with Rhys and Cassian instead of being the fault of the game itself. And the way Gwyn was looking up at him all wide-eyed and lower lip caught between her teeth the way she knew drove him crazy….
“Fine, I’m in too.”
“Don’t sound so excited about it,” Lucien chuckled and Azriel threw an empty beer can at his head.
“If you had my memories of Truth or Dare, you wouldn’t be so psyched about it either,” Azriel grumbled. 
It didn’t take long for the game to spiral in the direction that Azriel had been dreading. They made it once around the circle and then it was Elain’s turn again. He knew it was going to be bad no matter which option he chose. The world may think Elain Archeron the epitome of sweet kindness, but those close to her knew better than to fall to that facade. Elain Archeron could be the devil in disguise.
“Truth or dare, Azriel?” she asked, her tone intentionally disarming.
Knowing Elain for as long as he had, he knew she knew things about him that few did—that Gwyn didn’t. Not yet, at least. They’d been together for a year but some things he wanted to share were so weighty that a year might not be strong enough to hold them. To choose “truth” would be too risky.
“Dare.” Azriel leaned back, leveling Elain with a look of challenge to belie his fear of her next words.
“I dare you to kiss Lucien. For at least five seconds. With feeling.”
And Elain looked so smug at that, Azriel couldn’t help but laugh. Lucien was very attractive. Had they met in a bar and weren’t attached, he’d waste no time. “What do you say, Lucien?”
Lucien wore a smirk as he pushed off the log to stand. “If the ladies want a show, and you are willing, who am I to deny them?”
Azriel rose, moving until they were standing nearly chest to chest. “Oh, if it’s what the ladies want, I’m all in.” 
He shot a questioning glance toward Gwyn over his shoulder. It was only a fun game if everyone thought so, if she didn’t want him to do this he wouldn’t. But Gwyn was smiling, and she waved her hands as if to say by all means, please continue.
So, Azriel reached and tangled his fingers in the thick red hair at Lucien’s nape. He winked at Gwyn. “I always have had a thing for redheads,” and then he stepped into Lucien’s space.
Lucien was slightly taller than him. Azriel had forgotten until he had to tilt his chin at the last second. The kiss started out questioning: hi there, hello—drawing back, a second chaste brush and press—we’re doing this, yes we are.
Then it turned exploratory: how good of a kisser are you?—adding pressure—very good I’ll have you know—Lucien’s hands on either side of his jaw, tipping Azriel’s head as he took control. Azriel nipped Lucien’s lower lip in response to the challenge.
Someone wolf-whistled. Probably Gwyn. Azriel took that as his cue to slow, and Lucien did the same.
The kiss ended sincerely: that was rather nice—a strong press—it was, wasn’t it—parting, then coming back for one last peck, featherlight and lingering.
They stepped away from each other, smiling. Lucien offered Azriel his hand, “Nice work.”
Azriel shook it, “You weren’t too bad yourself.”
Lucien rolled his eyes and went back to sit beside Elain. “Was it everything you hoped for?”
Elain, whose red cheeks (though not as red as Gwyn’s when Azriel looked) were answer enough, but she huffed a laugh, “And then some. I don’t know what I expected but that was… something.” 
Lucien arched an eyebrow, glancing between Azriel and Gwyn with a silent question. Azriel couldn’t deny that the idea intrigued him, but that was something to think about for another night. Now he needed revenge.
“Elain—Truth or dare?” Azriel already knew which one she would choose, but they had to play the game. 
“Dare.” 
Just as he had hoped.
“I dare you to ask Gwyn to go skinny dipping in the lake with you right now.”
“Oh,” Elain feigned surprise. “So that’s how it’s going to be? What do you say, Gwyn, should we give the boys a taste of their own medicine?”
“Now hold on. That wasn’t—” Azriel’s half-hearted protest was interrupted when Gwyn stood up and tugged off her (it was actually his, but she’d stolen it) hoodie.
“There is nothing I would like more,” Gwyn replied with a wicked-looking grin aimed at Azriel. 
Elain and Gwyn walked down the beach, a trail of discarded clothes marking their path to the lakeshore. 
Slowly, Azriel and Lucien rose and turned as one, as if there were little more than puppets on strings. 
Inky water swallowed pale limbs and soft curves as they walked further out. The two women seemed to glow in the light of the nearly full moon reflecting off the breeze wrinkled surface of the lake. They were ethereal, otherworldly, like nymphs or sirens.
Azriel glanced at Lucien to find the man already looking at him. They exchanged nods, starting to follow the trail their girlfriends had left behind.
Gwyn and Elain stopped when the water was just below their shoulders. He wasn’t sure who moved first, but the next thing he knew their hands were in each other's wet hair and they were kissing. 
“Fuck me.” The words sounded like they’d been punched out of Lucien’s gut.
“Yeah,” Azriel breathed. He shared the sentiment.
“Well boys,” Gwyn’s voice carried over the water. “Are you going to just stand there or are you going to join us?”
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velidewrites · 1 year
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Moodboard Requests || GWYN & ELAIN
For @thesistersarcheron and @ultadverb
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freyjas-musings · 10 months
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My very last piece for the month of May.... presenting Gwynlain as the cutest mermaid couple ever . Artist Jessicalynndraws just created the most magical Disney like fanart for them. I really hope you all love it as much as I do .
Charcaters belong to Sarah J Maas
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whisperingmidnights · 20 days
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1 or 11 with Gwynlain 🐚🌸
1.)...good morning.
It's the dappled sunlight on the floorboards that greet her first. Sunlight and the sweet smell of buttercups, still damp with dew. There are some upsides to being High Fae, Elain supposes, and one of them is drawing light, lazy circles along her spine. When she turns over, she's met with Gwyn's blue eyes and the press of soft, pink lips against her own.
Yes, there are upsides to being High Fae, and this might be the best of them all.
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futureautumnhighlord · 2 months
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@thesingingpriestess Keep your girl away from Azriel, she’s a little cheat.
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loonylooly · 2 months
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the way everytime i see gwynriel art i have a rude awakening that azriel exists
like no, gwyn's meant to be with her wife, who is that man, what is he doing here
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thesistersarcheron · 1 year
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I am currently writing for A Court of Thorns and Roses!
Because I post updates and keep up with my fics most regularly on my AO3 account, miss_belivet, this list links out to each fic there.
Ongoing multi-chapter fics are marked with an asterisk (*). For more information about ratings, content warnings, and additional minor pairings, please check the tags on AO3. Also, please note that I am a multishipper!
Nessriel
viciousness & intelligence* — It is well known across Prythian that High Fae mating bonds are a rare and sacred union between two souls. Lesser fae mating bonds, more common yet less studied than their High Fae counterparts, are bound by an entirely different set of rules. After the ball in the Hewn City, Nesta and Cassian swore to each other that there would be no one else. Ever. They didn't account for Azriel.
promises & punishments — Nesta and Cassian face the consequences of breaking their promises to Azriel. Set in the universe of viciousness & intelligence, but can be read as a standalone. PWP.
clandestine meetings — Prompt fill for “In my dreams, we’re still together,” with Nessriel. Oneshot.
Feysand
As the World Falls Down* — Based on a prompt from deepwaterwritingprompts: Sometimes in the dead of night on the way to the kitchen for a glass of water, I see an extra door in the hallway, black and imposing. Five times the High Lord of the Night Court tries to lure his human mate across the wall and the one time she hunts him instead.
Bejeweled — Every court has their own Great Rite with unique, ancient traditions. The Night Court’s priestesses have played coy with Rhysand since he inherited the throne last year about what imbuing the Night Court with his magic means; all they tell him is that he is meant to spend the night in the mines while everyone else attends an orgy without him. He doesn’t expect to meet Feyre, a faerie made of crystal who leads him on a chase deeper and deeper into the mines as the Rite’s magic overcomes him. PWP.
Poltergeist Darling* — Rhysand's grip on her tightened as he rested his chin on her shoulder. “Tamlin and I didn’t shuffle your corpse around for a week every month, if that’s what you’re thinking. I had to do some good old-fashioned graverobbing to get you, Feyre.” (What would have happened if Feyre wasn’t resurrected Under the Mountain?) PWP.
Hear It in the Silence (See It with the Lights Out) — Feyre's shields are weakened after a long, exhausting night with her mate, and she reveals an embarrassing secret she's been hiding from him. Rhys learns something new and exciting about his darling and gives her everything she wants. PWP.
High Infidelity — Prompt fill for “Why does this feel like goodbye?” with Feysand. In a world where Rhys was a split-second too late to interrupt Feyre’s wedding, he and his mate have to make the most of their bargain. Unfortunately, the goodbyes never get easier. Angst. Oneshot.
What a Mind — After years of avoiding reading lessons as a human, Feyre finally learned during those long, endless hours copying letters during her first visits to the Night Court. She even enjoyed it, developing a voracious appetite for books in the Spring Court. However, faced with an official document in outdated penmanship as High Lady, she realizes that no matter how much effort she put into those lessons, she still has more to learn. Oneshot.
Delicate* — Driven by instinct in the split-second after the mating bond snaps, Rhys abducts Feyre from the balcony overlooking the Middle during their goodbyes. Now that Feyre has seen Velaris—and witnessed Rhysand break down sobbing in another female’s arms, spouting some nonsense about mating bonds—she is forbidden to leave the city and return home to Tamlin and the Spring Court until the Inner Circle unanimously agrees that she is not a threat to the security and secrecy of their beloved City of Starlight. Slow updates.
Of the Archer and the Dark* — Feyre Archeron is the youngest member of the Fae nobility trapped in Under the Mountain. When she is dragged before the High Queen of Prythian in her father’s attempt to settle his gambling debts by selling her hand in marriage, Feyre faces scrutiny from all sides: the wicked queen herself, who takes a particular interest in securing a match for her; the leaders of the rebellion, who already paid the price of failure once; and the cruel High Lord of the Night Court, who seems to enjoy nothing more than dismantling the defenses Feyre has spent years building against monsters like him. Hiatus.
Elriel
Visions of You* — After learning of her younger sister's fate Under the Mountain, Elain Archeron struggled to envision her future as the lady of the Nolan estate. Sometimes, when she woke in the night and the iron band of her engagement ring was cold as ice on her finger, she knew only dread. She had no such trouble with the fearsome faerie male who made a habit of checking on her nearly every day. It might have been some trick, a faerie enchantment or thrall, but falling in love with him was the easiest thing she ever did. Canon Divergence in ACOMAF, human Elain x Azriel.
all’s well that ends well (to end up with you) — Elain serves Azriel at Solstice dinner, a bond between them snaps, and they are sent into the mating frenzy as chaos ensues around them when the Inner Circle's holiday celebration is turned into an impromptu mating ceremony. Canon divergence.
Crimson Clover — When a stranger tries to kidnap Nyx during an outing to the park, Elain reacts the same way she did that day on the battlefield: by going for the throat. Azriel distracts her in the aftermath. 
Hindsight — Elain Archeron used to be the world's darling, a sweet, wholesome pop superstar with millions of best friends. Her star never seemed to stop rising… Until a slighted ex leaked a video of Elain slut-shaming another singer. Now, she's launching a comeback album to tell her side of the story, and she knows her bodyguard, Azriel Shadowsinger, will do everything in his power to ensure she's never hurt like that again. Modern AU. On indefinite hiatus.
Glitch* — After a messy breakup with her college sweetheart, Elain retreated from her life as a social butterfly, moved home to Velaris, and started a work-from-home career as a shibari artist and a playful, kinky influencer on social media. Her little sister, Feyre, is eager to get Elain out of hiding—and to set her up with a man to whom she might cling for some peace and quiet. However, there’s more than meets the eye when it comes to Feyre’s long-time friend and the local kindergarten teacher, Azriel. PWP.
The Altar, Part 2 — Prompt fill for Elain tying Azriel up and blindfolding him. PWP.
Breathless — Azriel and Elain do the dishes after a family dinner. PWP.
Nessian
The Altar, Part 1 — Prompt fill for Kinktober with Nessian. PWP.
Everybody Agrees, Everybody Agrees — “Good. He hates you, too,” Cassian shot back. “Everyone fucking hates you. Is that what you want? Because congratulations, it’s happened.” And for once, Nesta’s sharp tongue failed her. Angst, fix-it.
Elucien
Elain Archeron’s Guide to Etiquette, 1st Edition — Feyre said Lucien Vanserra was the finest emissary she knew. That he was raised a prince. But all Elain could see was the awkward small talk and the graceless manners. PWP.
A Million Little Shining Stars — After following the sad, lonely tugging on their mating bond to Velaris on Elain's birthday, Lucien finds that cheering her up is easier than anticipated. Oneshot.
Gwynlain
tiger lilies in the sun — With most of the Inner Circle on a diplomatic visit to the Summer Court, Elain decides that babysitting duties are easier split between several people and a sentient house. Nyx plays matchmaker. Fluff.
Casslain
To Everything a Season — A series of seasonal, post-ACOWAR AU prompt fill ficlets that tell the story of how Elain and Cassian came together. Fluff.
Gwynriel
Move Fast, Keep Quiet — When Azriel finds himself in a Summer Court hospital, the Night Court sends their only available agent to extract him before his diplomatic visit can turn into an international incident: the wife he didn't know he had. Oneshot.
Three Brothers, Three Sisters
His Mothers’ Child — During an afternoon in the garden with her sisters and her nephew, Nesta learns more about the consequences of her sacrifice at the end of Silver Flames. Somehow, the thought of co-parenting with her brother-in-law is not entirely unwelcome. 
A Court of Divinity and Ashes — When Elain Archeron was twelve years old, she disappeared on her way to the market. Ten years later, both of Nesta Archeron’s little sisters are gone. Dead, she presumes... Until Feyre shows up on her doorstep with pointed ears and three faerie males dressed for war. Until Nesta is bound and gagged before a faerie king with a pale, hollow-eyed woman she doesn’t recognize standing beside her. On hiatus; reworked this fic into Visions of You.
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