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p1nkclouds · 1 year
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Annabel Lee - Edgar Allan Poe
“ It was many and many a year ago,   In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom you may know   By the name of Annabel Lee; And this maiden she lived with no other thought   Than to love and be loved by me. “
Part of a poem by Edgar Allan Poe in The Dark Artifaces by Cassandra Clare
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bookperusing · 1 year
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I was making a reel yesterday for Holi and these naked hardcovers just looked so pretty that I had to take a picture too😂 ✨ Books in the picture: ★ Lady Midnight by @cassieclare1 ★ Winter's Orbit by @everina_maxwell ★ Tokyo Ever After by @emikojeanbooks ★ The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue by @veschwab ★ The Last Graduate by @naominovik ★ The Fascinators by Andrew Eliopulos ★ A Court of Silver Flames by @therealsjmaas ★ The Night Circus by @erinmorgenstern ★ Unravel the Dusk by @elimpix ★ Cemetery Boys by @aidenschmaiden ★ Aurora Rising by @amiekaufmanauthor and @misterkristoff I really recommend all these books if anyone is looking for adding more books to their TBR! ✨ Q: Have you read any of these books? ✨ [Tags: #colourfulbooks #ladymidnight #jemma #white #wintersorbit #tokyoeverafter #theinvisiblelifeofaddielarue #blue #thelastgraduate #green #acosf #acourtofsilverflames #nessian #orange #thenightcircus #unravelthedusk #red #cemeteryboys #maroon #aurorarising #black #rainbow #nakedcovers #hardcover #hardcoverbooks #bookrecommendations #mustreads ] https://www.instagram.com/p/CpiOJfjo7oO/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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theunchosenpotato · 2 years
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Crossing my fingers I got this character right! Here’s Malcom. #inktober #inktober22 #malcom #cassandraclare #shadowhunters #fanart #drawing #bookish #warlock #blackthorn #chainofgold #chainofiron #theredscrollsofmagic #cityofheavenlyfire #ladymidnight #lordofshadows https://www.instagram.com/p/CjNk8aJuArc/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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nessietwihard02 · 2 years
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✨✨✨𝓗𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓸, 𝓫𝓸𝓸𝓴𝓲𝓼𝓱 𝓯𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓼!✨✨✨⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣ ⁣ “𝙀𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙖𝙛𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝙒𝙚 𝙛𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙬𝙚 𝙫𝙖𝙡𝙪𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢. 𝙒𝙚 𝙛𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙬𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢. 𝙒𝙚 𝙛𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙙𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙬𝙚 𝙫𝙖𝙡𝙪𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚. 𝘿𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙨𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙞𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙛𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝘼𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣 𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙞𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜.” ⁣ ― Cassandra Clare, Lord of Shadows⁣ ⁣ 𝐐𝐎𝐓𝐃: Which book have you seen quite a lot here in bookstagram but haven’t tried reading yet?⁣ ⁣ 𝐀𝐎𝐓𝐃: I’ve been seeing a ton of CoHo’s books but I just can’t bring myself to read them🤣 I’m just so scared of the hype, and the aforementioned pain in every single book review I’ve read😅⁣ ⁣ A quick #ShadowhunterSunday post today, lovelies. The internet connection is not the best today because I’ve been off island hopping with @clauiiixbooks😅Would be sure to catch up on engagement over the coming days✨ Catch you all later!⁣ ⁣ #TheBookwormPrincess👸🏻⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣ ⁣⁣⁣ #bibliophile #bookstagram #books #readersofig #igreads #booklover #bookaholic #mybookfeatures #bookstagramcommunity #booklovers #PageTurnersPH #bookstagramfeaturesonly #booksbooksbooks #LordOfShadows #CassandraClare #TheDarkArtifices #LadyMidnight #QueenOfAirAndDarkness #EmmaCarstairs #JulianBlackthorn (at Los Angeles' Shadowhunter Institute) https://www.instagram.com/p/ChhhwF7rcY_/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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shadowbooksmx · 2 years
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Kieran. El príncipe. Ilustración hecha por Aegisdea. ¡Síguenos! Todas las noticias de Cazadores de Sombras las tenemos aquí. ¡No olvides activar las notificaciones y ponernos en favoritos para enterarte en seguida de todas las noticias! Nos harías un gran favor si nos compartes en tus historias y nos recomiendas con tus amistades. Nos ayudarías a crecer :) Estamos en Instagram, Facebook y Twitter. Links en nuestro perfil y aquí: linktr.ee/shadowbooksmx ;) #kierankingson #ladymidnight #lordofshadows #queenofairanddarkness #cassandraclare #cassieclare #CazadoresDeSombras #julianblackthorn #emmacarstairs #thedarkartifices #thelasthours #thewickedpowers #themortalinstruments #theeldestcurses #theinfernaldevices #literaturajuvenil #literatura #librosenespañol #librosjuveniles #bookstagramespañol #shadowhunters #shadowhunterchronicles #theshadowhunterchronicles #theshadowhunterschronicles #chainofthorns #chainofiron #chainofgold #lacadenadeoro #LaCadenaDeHierro https://www.instagram.com/p/ChQgzQUugC-/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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tamlinweek · 2 months
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Tamlin Creator Appreciation: goforth-ladymidnight
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Today's Tamlin creator that we are appreciating is @goforth-ladymidnight, the other moderator for Tamlin Week and a pillar in this fandom. She is a double threat, as both an extremely talented artist and writer. Check out her art blog, @ladymidnight-goesforth for her artwork, but we are going to highlight her contributions to Tamcien fandom.
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(the post is linked here, please click and give her lots of love!)
We also are obsessed with her ongoing Tamlin/Lucien fic, A Second Chance, which is a modern AU set at Christmas.
Summary of A Second Chance:
There is a reason that Tamlin disappeared from Lucien's life seven years ago. Lucien just doesn't know what it is. They were more than college roommates; they were best friends. Now, a chance encounter in a bookstore leaves both of them wondering if they can pick up where they left off. A new year is right around the corner, but there is no wiping Tamlin's slate clean. Featuring Jurian and Vassa in supporting roles, this is not a story of redemption, but of finding love—and forgiveness—in the most unlikely of places.
"I love her Tamcien fanfics SO MUCH! Especially 'A Second Chance', it has me obsessed! But even besides her amazing writing skills she is so sweet and supportive of other creators, a true gem in the fandom!"
Feel free to check out more of Lady Midnight's work on tumblr and AO3! To submit more Tamlin creators, fill out the form here! For info on Tamlin Week, check out our pinned post.
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thesistersarcheron · 1 year
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For the fanfic writer ask game, if you haven't been asked already: 🛒 💖 📚.
🛒 What are some common things you incorporate in your fics? Themes, feels, scenes, imagery, etc.
Oh, this is the question I was... not dreading, but definitely hoping wouldn't be asked. I never notice these until I reread my fics.
As for scenes, one that has been pervasive in my WIPs recently is being cornered or kissed against a wall. More specifically, the feeling of security and stability that comes with impenetrable brick or stone at your back and someone you love guarding your front while they physically demonstrate that your affections are returned.
As for themes, maybe finding a happy life within an imperfect one? That's something I'm working on now that somehow worms its way into everything.
For example, in viciousness & intelligence, Nesta still has a lot of grievances about the way her intervention was handled that haven't yet been aired, and she's in deep denial about her bond with Cassian, but she's still carving out pockets of happiness for herself while she finds the footing to feel comfortable voicing those things.
In Of the Archer and the Dark, Feyre was raised in horrific conditions Under the Mountain and has never even seen the sky, and Rhys is at the tail-end of fifty years of abuse, but I plan for them to find contentment and a sense of home with one another. Again, carving out pockets of happiness despite living in a world that is very dark.
In Visions of You, Elain is a human and Azriel is a faerie... but they're going to get married in the lead up to a catastrophic war. There's no eternal happy ending there, one way or another, but they're committing to that path of temporary-but-cherished happiness together.
And as for imagery, I think I'm as guilty as SJM of regurgitating phrases. How many times do I describe shadows as curling tendrils of darkness?
💖 What made you start writing?
I've always written, and I've been writing fanfics since I was ten - roughly the same time I started crafting intricate scenarios with my favorite characters in my head just to pass the day during boring lessons at school.
I started writing for ACOTAR because I was really stressed about finishing my master's degree last spring and needed an outlet.
📚 Would you ever want to turn writing into a career?
I don't feel - I want to say "good enough," but I'll just go with "qualified" this time - to do that. Boo, tomato tomato tomato, such a Debbie Downer, I know. I just don't have what it takes, lol.
I might self-publish something someday in the distant, distant future, but I like writing fics and having a community that already knows these characters and can have a conversation about them with me too much right now anyway.
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Love you the way you are
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requested by @ladymidnights-blog I was wondering if you'd write an Azriel x reader where she comes back from a mission and was hurt and bleeding, but she's really good at hiding it and brushing it off, but Azriel finds out and it's all fluffy and soft. I'm in such a mood for soft azriel to be honest.
warnings: fighting, injuries, cuts, blood, stitches
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You loved the thrill of it. The rush of adrenaline, the dizziness it gave you. It wasn't just about serving your high lord or keeping your court safe. Even if that was your main duty. It's like all of this was in your blood. Ran through your veins. Was part of your existence. After all, that's all you did for as long as you could remember.
You were quite a rebel. Caused Rhys heaps of trouble through the years, even though the high lord was good friends with your father. Some things just couldn't be pushed under the rug, and even his high rank didn't allow it to be swept aside. So after being sent to a private boarding school and almost sending it down in flames, your father was ready to give up on you until Rhys made a proposal that he wanted you to work for him.
You didn't expect that. A part of you was sure that this was a nicely coated way of saying that Rhys was going to put you in the dungeons and potentially behead you for all that you had done. But no, the same things that the High Lord had written in the letter, were told to you when you arrived at the night court. Serve me; he told you; be my cruelest weapon, eyes, and ears in places that no one could reach. Oddly enough, he saw a potential fighter's soul inside of you. A good soul maybe lost and a little bit damaged, but a good soul is, most importantly, one that needs a loving home and people it can trust.
And it was all glitter and sparkles until Azriel got informed that he was going to get a mission buddy. That was Rhysand provided him with his right hand. His commander, a person with whom he was supposed to share his work. And to say that the shadow singer wasn't happy once this information was delivered would have been an understatement. But seeing him kick and fight to get you off the court, or at least off of his hands, only increased your excitement.
You, however, didn't care for friends, didn't care for gatherings or dinners, that all of the inner circle had together. You sat at the table alongside them only if it was delivered as an order, never if it was just a suggestion. At best, you observe them from afar. A dull corner, a crack in the doorway, from the side of the upstairs stairwell. Cold and unapproachable. That's how you wanted it to be seen. The fewer weaknesses, the better.
That was all until one night, after turning and tossing in your bed for hours, you decided to use the time that was being wasted by trying to fall asleep to train. As quiet as a shadow, you made your way out, anticipating the empty and quiet training ring. But there was already a figure swirling there. Azriel. You've never seen anyone move in the way that he did. The way he fought. The way he held a dagger. The way his shadow swirled around him. Everything he did, every move he made, seemed to have an edge to it. Azriel wasn't just talented; he was perfect.
"Came to get your ass beat?", the sound of his voice pulled you out of your train of thought, and you blinked quickly. Yet you only shrugged, "No, just had a feeling you might want to get your ass beat." Walking swiftly past him, you picked up a dagger before turning the spymaster's way.
"Care for a little fight?", but Azriel only laughed, "I don't do catfights, gorgeous", you narrowed your eyes at him not only because of the nickname but also because during all the time you had spent here you have fought both Rhys and Cassian, all of the girls, but never Azriel. It didn't matter what you did, what you said, or what strings you pulled—you could never get him to finally give in. "You know, the more you back away, the more I think that you're just petrified that I would indeed beat you. Your ego is that fragile?", Azriel picked up his shirt that was tossed to the ground before wiping his sweaty face with it. "I'm more concerned about your ego," he said, but you just shook your head. Fine, let it be Mr. Untouchable, you thought to yourself. 
You weren't going to waste your time. "Leaving already?", yet you only roll your eyes at him before continuing to walk off. You walked until Azrie spoke again, "I'm impressed with your work, Y/N. Keep it up, and you might just end up on my good list." You were glad you had your back to him because the sudden flush on your cheek was embarrassing. You'd never blushed like that before. At least males had never made you blush like that. They disgusted you, at least the majority of them.
And that was another thing that frightened you—the way Azriel broke through your shield, through all the walls you've built. That's how the next few months were. You went on missions together or separately. You brought in reports, organized some of his old papers, attended meetings and bit by bit you found yourself growing attached to him. There was no more bumping into each other in the middle of the night accidentally. You both purposely made time at night to train together.
And you found yourself walking alongside him, laughing, without even realizing it. Agreeing to sit through dinner with his family. Occasionally leaning into him when the wine hit your head too hard. Letting him tackle you to the ground so you could feel his warmth on your skin. Silently, and still very cautiously, that flame of attraction inside of you sparked up.
However, things got particularly sour in court not long after. The Illyrian camps started to cause more and more trouble. Missions to the camps were the only ones that you weren't allowed to attend. If Rhys didn't stress about it enough, Azriel sure did. No, it wasn't just that you shouldn't go. You were forbidden from ever putting a foot there. And you didn't fight that; after all, they were the ones who knew the flows of the camps.
Yet their absence left you to deal with everything else. Strange thefts started to appear in Velaris, and with accusations and threats that were being left regarding Rhys, things had gotten much more serious.
When the order to deal with it came, you weren't surprised. Strapping daggers to all parts of your body, you wrapped a cloak around yourself and vanished into the night. The smart move would've been letting someone know, but the boys were busy with the camps and the girls were out for the night at Rita's. So neither had time for additional interactions.
You lurked in the shadows for some time, waiting for the stranger to appear. And he did show up; however, he wasn't alone. There were at least five of them fully armed. You should've just turned away and left them be because even if you trusted your fighting skills. Taking down five males twice your size wasn't a very likely scenario. But you were feeling feisty tonight, so you leaped forward, whipping your sword in one of the male's ways.
The fight was fairly brutal, and to your advantage, three of the males fled. Leaving you to deal with only two of them. Swords, daggers, punches, kicks, nails—you name it. "You bitch!", one of them cursed as your nails dug into his eyes after he tried to pin you down against the wall. You let out a bitter laugh and said, "Say that again. I liked it."
You knocked one of them down with a kick to the head. Yet in your rather distracted state, you didn't catch the other male running at you with a sword in his hand. You dodged the blow, but it still cut through your side, making you growl, but with adrenaline in your body, that only made you more vicious, and in no time he was on the ground as well.
You were walking up from the dungeons when the boys winnowed back into the house, still talking among themselves. They didn't even notice you, and you hope it would stay like that. "Y/N?", Rhys said, making you turn to the three of them. The hood was still on your head, covering your bruised face. However, if your dark clothes hid the color of the blood that soaked your body, your hands were a clear indicator of what you'd been up to tonight.
"Dealt with the thieves. There were at least five of them. I managed to bring two to the dungeons for Azriel's interrogations. The other three ran away. But don't worry, I'll go back to the city tomorrow and find them," your words were calculated and almost robotic as you spoke them. You knew the scolding was going to come next, so without giving it a chance to appear, you turned around, forgetting that your left side had a cut running all across, causing you to whine under your breath.
Someone pulled your hood down from the back before turning your back to the three batboys that stood in the living room with crossed arms as they glared at you. "I told you to check it out. Not to try and get yourself killed",  Rhys said as he walked closer. "I did what had to be done at the moment," you snapped back, ready to turn away again, but it was Azriel who was standing by your side, gently gripping your forearms.
"You're bleeding," but you didn't meet his eyes. You didn't dare to, so you just mumbled, "Not mine and that", you pointed to your lip before cracking a smile, "It's not considered bleeding". But it's as if Azriel had an intuition. A feeling. Something inside of him told him where exactly your injuries were, and his hand came into contact with the left side of your body before he pressed his palm there. Hand turning a deep shade of red from the blood, you were still losing. You let out a roar from the pain that shot through your body, nails digging into the shadow singer's arms. Azriel only tilted his head to the side before giving you one of his looks that usually had a man running away.
"Get a healer, Rhys," Azriel said, taking one look at his brother before moving to gently scoop you up in his arms. "I don't need a healer. I don't have vital injuries", "What you don't have is the right to talk back", you wanted to snarl some more at him but you just shut your mouth. For the first time since you came back, you started to feel lightheaded. Potentially the adrenaline left your body and the blood loss that you carelessly ignored, finally was catching up with you.
The spymaster quickly carried you to his room, hoping and praying to the gods he believed that his brother would return in no time with proper help. Azriel patched soldiers up in camps. But you weren't just a soldier, and from the lack of color in your face, the blood loss was his worst enemy now.
"I'm going to cut open your shirt so I could get close to the wound", not a single muscle in your body flinched as Azriel ripped the material that had already stuck to your skin, "You sure it's not just your inner fantasies to see me naked", you waited for him to banter back but his face only darkened as he pulled out a clean shirt to press to the open cut. It was slowly healing; he couldn't deny that, but for some reason, Azriel's worries didn't ease.
"So, when will the shouting start?", Azriel only clenched his jaw and said, "It won't start. I'm worried, not mad." Even if his voice suggested otherwise, his eyes spoke the truth. He was still pressing the scrunched-up material to the cut, trying to stop the bleeding, which for some reason didn't want to ease up. "It frustrates me that you're so careless", "Come on, this is nothing, Az."
But the male let out a bitter chuckle before shaking his head, "Yeah, you bleeding out on my bed might be nothing to you, but it's not nothing to me", his voice was much lower now, more weary and concerned. "I'll get you new sheets", "I don't give a fuck about the sheets dammit, I want you... I need you to be okay." This was the first time you met his eyes, which looked frantic and scared. You noticed his trembling hands and the way his breathing was shallow. He was worried sick. The male, who barely showed emotion, was slowly falling apart in front of you.
You moved your bloody hand to rest on top of his before giving it a light squeeze just as the doors opened and Madja rushed in. The verdict that you needed stitches was brought up after one look that the healer took at the cut. You protested. You could hide the pain. You could handle the sting of a tonic but not the pain of stitches. Just the thought of the needle being pierced through your skin...
But Madja was already moving you to the side, and your eyes filled with tears. Yet not even a second later, you felt the bed dip. Azriel placed your head on his lap before taking both of your hands into his and said, "Take a deep breath in; Rhys will take the pain away", your teary eyes looked up at the spymaster, and he leaned closer, pressing a kiss on top of your head. Azriel was there from the first poke of the needle to the antibacterial tonic that was being rubbed onto the cut. Holding you up so Madja could wrap your middle up with a badge and making sure you were comfortable between the fresh sheets.
He was lying on the side of the bed next to you as you looked at each other. Even if you knew that you needed to sleep, you couldn't bring yourself to close your eyes when Azriel was this close to you. "Try to get some sleep," he said, still clutching your hand, "Thank you for looking after me," a smile crept onto his face.
"Even if you didn't have to," Azriel gaped at you once again before moving to run a hand through your hair. "You're awfully stubborn, you know?", you tried to laugh, but it only came out as a whine, yet you smirked anyways, "Well, what will you do about it?", your eyes didn't leave Azriel's even for a moment, "I guess I'll just have to love you the way you are."
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achaotichuman · 2 months
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Hello!!! I was wondering if you have recs for pro-Tamlin fics, fics where he gets a happy ending in general? Or where the Night Court get called out on their bullshit with a side of pro Tamlin bc I’d devour them but have a hard time finding them (I love your fics btw)
Sure do!
Pro Tam fics can be difficult to find. I found all of these scrolling through either the Tamlin redemption tag, or the different relationship tags on AO3.
I'll link all the fics here. I'll put all the summaries and the relationship that goes with them, if there is a relationship. This is a list of all my personal favorite Tamlin fics, but these creators make other amazing Tamlin fics, and scrolling the pro Tamlin tag can take you to some really cool fanfiction.
A Court of Threads and Daises by @shi-daisy. Tamlin/Lucien.
Tragedy almost struck the Spring Court when Tamlin Evergreen tried to take his own life. Lucien Vanserra manages to save his former Lord, but not his power.
Now that the Spring Court has a new High Lord and the horrors of war are behind them, both Tamlin and Lucien agree to help the new heir navigate court life and attempt to rebuild the broken Spring Court, along with healing themselves.
They weren't expecting to fall back in love in the process.
A Second Chance by @goforth-ladymidnight. Tamlin/Lucien Vanserra. Modern ACOTAR AU – There is a reason that Tamlin disappeared from Lucien's life seven years ago. Lucien just doesn't know what it is. They were more than college roommates; they were best friends. Now, a chance encounter in a bookstore leaves both of them wondering if they can pick up where they left off. A new year is right around the corner, but there is no wiping Tamlin's slate clean. Featuring Jurian and Vassa in supporting roles, this is not a story of redemption, but of finding love—and forgiveness—in the most unlikely of places.
Lovely and Lonely by @praetorqueenreyna. Tamlin/Lucien Vanserra.
"In hindsight, Lucien thinks he fell in love with Tamlin the moment he first laid eyes on him."
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Lucien Vanserra must come to terms with his sexuality, and his complicated feelings for High Lord Tamlin.
Wildflower by @mathiwrites. Tamlin/Rhysand.
Five hundred years before Feyre’s arrival in Prythian, the humans fought against Faeries, led by the King of Hybern, for their Freedom. Tamlin is only seven years old when the war begins, but his family’s involvement and a fated friendship with a handsome young Lord from the Night Court will change his life forever. This is the story of how he becomes the High Lord you know and love, and the redemption story nobody asked for.
TL;DR - before they were enemies, they touched butts.
Make The Switch by @lorcanisdabest. Tamlin/Rhysand.
Tamlin is desperate to save Feyre from the Night Court so he decides to put his shape-shifting abilities to good use.
Note: this leans heavily on BOOK 1 Tamlin and BOOK 1 Rhysand.
A Court of Beasts and Chances by M4r0u_Mar. Tamlin/Tarquin.
About a Beast who must be prince and a Prince who wants to be beast. About a Prince who learns of second chances and a Beast who learns of redemption. About looking for love and finding it in the journey rather than the destination.
Or the one where I rewrite ACOTAR to make Tamlin and Tarquin mates.
A Court of Choices Made by Anonymous. Tamlin/Lucien Vanserra. Lucien decides to go after Tamlin to pick a fight after his first Winter Solstice with the Night Court.
Tamlin Decides Feyre Is Not Worth The Trouble by @lorcanisdabest. Tamlin/Tarquin. You remember that glorious moment where Rhysand was dead? Let's extend that.
I see red, I see nothing by AngryRamen. Tamlin/Lucien Vanserra. Lucien travels to Amarantha’s domain to try and bid for peace between her and the courts of Prythian. It doesn’t go well.
Still Beautiful, Still Mine by @goforth-ladymidnight. Tamlin/Lucien Vanserra. ACOTAR AU - In the weeks following his visit to Amarantha’s Court Under the Mountain, Lucien is still recovering from the loss of his eye. Nuan has made him a replacement out of gold, but the scars on his face are there to stay. When Tamlin comes to see him, Lucien cannot help but relive the events that brought them to this point, if only he could focus on what's standing right in front of him...
A Sunbeam Shining Bright Into the Night by @nocasdatsgay. Tamlin/Lucien Vanserra.
After the Great Rite ritual is completed, Tamlin always goes back to the Manor to see if Lucien is waiting for him. This year he is.
Forbidden by @nocasdatsgay. Tamlin/Lucien Vanserra. Calanmai has come once again, but Tamlin isn’t focused on the females waiting for him.
Breezing on by Sprighnt (SliPuP_Slit). Tamlin/Lucien Vanserra.
His focus was shattered when Feyre dropped onto the bench next to him with a dramatic sigh, “You won’t even say hi after you ditched us last week?”
Lucien rolled his eyes at her antics, “I didn’t ditch you, I was studying for math. The exam of a subject that I need days to prepare for, remember? I didn’t think you’d even notice me gone, what with all the ogling that takes up your time in our practices.”
“Shut up!” She shushed him, glancing around wildly for any eavesdroppers, “what if he heard you?”
——— Lucien has settled into a routine now. He’s finally able to go back to competing after an accident that had him wondering if he’d ever be able to skate competitively again, he’s out of his hellish childhood home, and has friends that make him happy.
By the Fountain by Sprighnt_(SliPuP_Slit). Tamlin/Lucien Vanserra.
Tamlin is tired of stuffy dinner parties, luckily, he has his best friend, Lucien, to make things more interesting.
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Tamlin took the time to look at Lucien, who was staring at an elegant fountain nearby. He examined the dip of his nose, the scrunch of his brows, the slight part of his lips that indicated he was contemplating something. Then Lucien’s mouth set in a firm line, meaning he’d made up his mind on whatever the issue was.
Lucien glanced back at him and Tamlin startled at being caught watching. He placed his hand gently on Tamlin’s arm, “I don’t think my father will plan one for me either.”
New Springs by Sprighnt_(SliPuP_Slit). Tamlin/Lucien Vanserra.
“I can’t be here for as long as you,” she clarifies, gesturing to the forest around them.
“You’re leaving?”
She shrugs, “It’s nice here, but my sisters, my father, they’re my only family. Even if they’re, a little difficult at times, and I don’t want to hurt Tam. I was really in love with him, but, to put it plainly, I’m not like you.”
“Like me,” Lucien repeats, confused, “what do you mean?”
———
In another universe, an alternate timeline, Feyre says “I love you”, before she’s sent off and therefore breaks the curse the way it was supposed to be broken. Things are different.
absolution by @praetorqueenreyna. Feyre/Mercenary Lady, Tamlin/Lucien Vanserra.
Things didn't work out between Feyre and Tamlin. Years later, they both find love in unexpected places
Beauteous Evening, Calm and Free by franklinarchive. Tamlin/Lucien Vanserra.
Tamlin heals and then he moves on.
Or, what if Sarah J. Maas hadn’t committed ‘character assassination’ against Tamlin?
When The Sun Came Up (I Was Looking At You) by pansexual_intellectual . Jesminda/Tamlin/Lucien Vanserra.
There was a slight choking sound from the Night Court side of the room, but when you looked, Lucien was expressionless, adjusting his doublet.
It was the worst idea you had ever had. In the shreds of your manor you dropped to your knees. He was gone in the morning, as you knew he would be.
Burning Batter by Sprighnt_(SliPuP_Slit). Tamlin/Rhysand. Rhysand comes over to make cupcakes with Tamlin for Feyre’s upcoming New Year’s party.
A strange thing happened the night of the High Lord meeting by @umthisistheonlyusernamenottaken. Tamlin/Rhysand.
Tamlin shook his head, a small smile on his full lips. “You forget that we were closer than friends once. I know your face. Even when you think you’re being so clever, hiding behind that mask of impassivity, I see you.”
He snarled, even as his heart began to beat faster as the other male approached him.
“You think I didn’t see you? You couldn’t stop looking at me during that meeting.” He took another step closer, and his next words were tinged with playfulness, a hint of the Tamlin he’d used to know.
“Were you thinking of that night too?”
He froze. “What?”
In the Eyes of My Beloved by Alynaw66. Tamlin/Rhysand.
I promise, Rhysand sighs into his mouth; Then down onto the slight curve between his neck and shoulder. Tamlin shivers, feeling dazed. Overwhelmed.
“Another offer,” he begins, one hand sliding down to grip Tamlin’s narrow waist.
(Also fun fact about this fic, I was brought to Tumblr because of a link in the notes, so without this fiction I wouldn't be here)
Stay or Go? by SoulOfStars. Tamlin/Rhysand. Both of their families are dead. Rhysand decides to stay. They fuck in the second chapter.
heaven sent a hurricane by @praetorqueenreyna. Tamlin/Eris Vanserra. After his family is killed and he is crowned High Lord, Tamlin struggles to keep his Court under his control. (Un)Luckily for him, Eris Vanserra steps in to help.
A House of Flame and Flower by Mellowenglishgal. Nesta Archeron/Tamlin, Nesta Archeron/Azriel.
“Spare me the self-righteous lecturing, Feyre. You and your new family believe yourselves superior: that anyone who is not deemed worthy by you must bow or be eliminated. I refuse to bow to those I do not respect: and I owe none of you any such obligation. Nor am I obligated to remain where my autonomy is threatened,” Nesta sighed, gentle yet commanding, her voice low and steady and unyielding. “I renounce all ties to the Night Court. From now on, you are no longer my sister.”
“Where will you go?” Feyre snapped, but Nesta saw it: the sudden realisation that Nesta meant every word.
“That is no longer your business. Goodbye, Feyre,” Nesta said softly. She rose to her feet, elegant as an empress despite her unkempt clothing. As she stared down her youngest sister, Nesta caressed the delicious power shimmering like slumbering embers deep in her heart, until her veins sang with silver fire, pure light, blistering heat, deadly yet silent.
Flame was silent: everything it met shattered and snapped, disintegrating, unable to withstand it.
She was flame. She was undiluted, unrefined, unapologetic power.
She told Feyre, “You will not hear from me again.”
(Side note, I just started reading this fic and it looks FREAKIN amazing) Edit- Anyone who saw that I changed the name of the author to a tag, ignore it, I was wrong.
A Court of Lies and Resurrection by @ashintheairlikesnow. Tamlin/Rhysand. AU: Feyre is dead, torn apart by Amarantha when Tamlin did not send her away in time. Tamlin, forced to submit to Amarantha's terms, finds himself looking for help (and finding affection) in places he never expected, while Lucien allies with an ancient enemy (and one of Rhys's closest friends) to save him. WARNING Extensive explicit adult content, sexual situations, violence, MA
In This Peace Series by @trshtffc, the first fiction in the series is completed The Sorceress . Tamlin/Original Female Character.
Seven years after ACOWAR, Spring Court is struggling to keep from falling apart completely. A mother tries to move on and keep her daughter safe in this chaotic world, but when the young female most needs a friend, she'll give the disgraced High Lord a chance to attone for the pain he has caused, and, perhaps, to finally heal.
TW for - mentions of suicidal thoughts - mentions of loss of a pregnancy - mentions of sexual abuse - mentions of emotional abuse (toxic relationships and toxic family dinamics) - colourism - LGBT+phobia
(This one was recommended to me in the replies of this post, and it looks so good)
And finally, (shameless self-ad) A Court of Song and Desolation by me. Tamlin/Lucien Vanserra.
She had eyes like starlight and a grin that could outshine the moon, "We'll rule the world."
"What if we fail?"
"Then we'll burn it all down."
In hindsight maybe it could only have ever ended like this. Making a man who was never made to rule, High lord. This was all inevitable.
With his Court in ruins and everyone gone, Tamlin lives amongst the broken pieces of his Court and has no intentions of changing that. Lucien, however, will not stand to leave his oldest friend alone.
When Lucien takes Tamlin back to the human lands, they discover a darkness coming for Prythian. If something does not stop it, it will completely rewrite the way Faeries and humans alike live as they know it
I hope you like these amazing fics as much as I do, anon!
Edit- If anyone has any recommendations for pro Tamlin fics, or anti IC fics, please let me know and I will add them to the list!
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Lucien and Tamlin. Vassa and Jurian. The gang from A Second Chance by @goforth-ladymidnight ✨ One of the cutest (with a dash of sad) modern Christmas AUs 🎄
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I love this anniversary edition of Lady Midnight so much! It's so pretty! I think this is the only book I have multiple editions of and I can wait to get more! ✨ Q: Do you collect multiple editions of your favourite books? ✨ [Tags: #ladymidnight #lordofshadows #queenofairanddarkness #thedarkartifices #theshadowhunterchronicles #jemma #julianblackthorn #emmacarstairs #parabatai #series #trilogy #whiteandgold #blue #cassandraclare #beautifulbooks #prettybooks #beautifuleditions #anniversaryedition #specialedition #hardcoverbooks ] https://www.instagram.com/p/CpJA9mar3TK/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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positivelyruined · 8 days
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A Ballad of Thorns & Roses
April 30th, 2024 | Weekly god save the ghostly queen and this author releases on each Tuesday
Chapter Index:
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chapter release tag list below the cut
If you are not on this list and want to be added — DM me. If you are on this list and want to be removed — DM me.
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nessietwihard02 · 2 years
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✨✨✨𝓗𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓸, 𝓫𝓸𝓸𝓴𝓲𝓼𝓱 𝓯𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓼!✨✨✨⁣⁣⁣⁣ ⁣ 𝐐𝐎𝐓𝐃: What sells you into buying another edition of a book you love?⁣ ⁣ 𝐀𝐎𝐓𝐃: Well, by now, I think that you’ve noticed a tad bit obsession of mine when it comes to Cassandra Clare and SJM’s books 😂 Well, I’m more into the extra chapters that they include in the different editions of their books. Hence, I hounded my brother for a copy of Lady Midnight 5th Anniversary Edition because of this chapter included in it. And, Cassie’s books also has the prettiest editions!⁣ ⁣ Happy #ShadowhunterSunday, lovelies! I’m still kinda recovering from my health emergency but I can breathe lots better today and I actually managed to calm myself down😌 Hoping to catch up with any of your posts that I might have missed😊⁣ ⁣ Here’s to a better week ahead!⁣ ⁣ #TheBookwormPrincess👸🏻⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣ #bibliophile #bookstagram #books #readersofig #igreads #booklover #bookaholic #mybookfeatures #bookstagramcommunity #booklovers #PageTurnersPH #bookstagramfeaturesonly#booksbooksbooks #LadyMidnight #EmmaCarstairs #JulianBlackthorn #TheDarkArtifices #CassandraClare #AnniversaryEdition #SpecialEditions https://www.instagram.com/p/CfjYuQXL99t/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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shadowbooksmx · 2 years
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Mark Blackthorn. El cazador. Ilustración hecha por Aegisdea. ¡Síguenos! Todas las noticias de Cazadores de Sombras las tenemos aquí. ¡No olvides activar las notificaciones y ponernos en favoritos para enterarte en seguida de todas las noticias! Nos harías un gran favor si nos compartes en tus historias y nos recomiendas con tus amistades. Nos ayudarías a crecer :) Estamos en Instagram, Facebook y Twitter. Links en nuestro perfil y aquí: linktr.ee/shadowbooksmx ;) #markblackthorn #ladymidnight #lordofshadows #queenofairanddarkness #cassandraclare #cassieclare #CazadoresDeSombras #julianblackthorn #emmacarstairs #thedarkartifices #thelasthours #thewickedpowers #themortalinstruments #theeldestcurses #theinfernaldevices #literaturajuvenil #literatura #librosenespañol #librosjuveniles #bookstagramespañol #shadowhunters #shadowhunterchronicles #theshadowhunterchronicles #theshadowhunterschronicles #chainofthorns #chainofiron #chainofgold #lacadenadeoro #LaCadenaDeHierro https://www.instagram.com/p/ChQZWI7Ocq7/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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tamlinweek · 2 months
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Tamlin Week Coloring Pages 2024
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We have a very special surprise for everyone!
If you have been struggling to find a way to participate in Tamlin Week, or if you just want to do some relaxing grown-up coloring, you're in luck! Four of the Tamlin fandom's artists have drawn up some never-before-seen coloring pages featuring our favorite High Lord!
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Tamlin Playing the Fiddle by @copypastus
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Tamlin's Beast Form by @thrumugnyr
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Tamlin's Mask by @taymartiart
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Tamlin's Masked Portrait by @ladymidnight-goesforth
You can access all of the coloring pages in our Google Drive folder here, where they are in much higher quality than we can post on tumblr. Each page has the option to download with or without the background, depending on your preference. You may publish your colored masterpieces for Tamlin Week (April 14-20), or just enjoy them in private!
While the pictures are free to use, please give credit where credit is due and tag the original artists when you upload your finished work! Please do not alter or re-upload the artists' original line drawings and/or take credit for their work. Please do share your work and tag @tamlinweek so that we can see it, too!
Coloring Tips:
The images can either be colored traditionally, or digitally using your software of choice. For example, photopea.com is free to use and acts just like Photoshop!
If you choose to go the traditional route, Lady Midnight recommends printing the images on a heavier paper like cardstock. (Neenah Classic Crest in Solar White, 80 lb is her paper of choice for marker work, for example.) Consider using alcohol ink markers, colored pencils like Prismacolor, and/or light washes of watercolor to add color to your project.
Thank you, artists! And happy coloring to you all!
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BEAUTIFUL PERSON AWARD! Once you are given this award you're supposed to paste it in the asks of 8 people who deserve it. If you break the chain nothing happens, but it's sweet to know someone thinks you're beautiful inside and out 💗💗💗
Tysm bby! Giving you an award right back!! I always forget to forward these things so I'll tag some ppl immediately lol!!
ALL OF YOU GET A BEAUTIFUL PERSON AWARD!!
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