#nesta is my wife

[lucienarcheron]

Thinking about how each of the Archeron husbands would be a crying mess watching their beloveds walk down the aisle and it’s making me hella emotional 😭

Rhys’s lips are trembling so hard and he’s trying to wipe his eyes as fast as possible so he doesn’t miss a second of his Feyre darling beaming at him.

Cassian is sniffling so loudly (“It’s the flowers.” he wails) and Nesta’s smile at his antics is the only thing keeping him from breaking down completely.

Lucien has to take a few deep breaths before he turns around and it’s those silent, joyful tears streaming down his face and Elain’s giving him a warning look through her own teary eyes because he if doesn’t stop, she’ll start crying and then the feelings will overwhelmed them both.

And they’re all so happy and so excited to spend the rest of the lives with their loves 😭

#elucien #feysand #nessian #feyre archeron #nesta archeron #elain archeron #lucien vanserra #cassian #rhysand #gp #I can’t stop thinking about it and it’s just SO cute #archeron husbands #they’re all ‘my wife’ kind of guys #and they never shut up about it #gigi headcanons

[c-e-d-dreamer]

Valkyrie. Lady Death. Mother-blessed. 💙

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Absolutely obsessed with this character portrait that @mossytrashcan did for me! I mean look at it; look how beautiful Nesta and this art is 😍

#I genuinely can't stop staring at it #a queen and my wife #also the Nessians voted and decided Nesta is a Taurus #nesta archeron #nesta #acotar #acosf #nesta fanart #archeron sisters

[tessorange-art]

ACOTAR sketches ✨

#should I put pro elain to tell people she is my wife or #acotar #acotar fanart #feyre archeron #elain archeron #nesta archeron #archeron sisters #morrigan #azriel shadowsinger #cassian acotar #feyre fanart #elain archeron fanart #azriel fanart #morrigan fanart #my art #Tess Art tag #sjm

[lorcandidlucienwill]

"I can't like Nesta because I know a Nesta!" You do? Can I marry her?

#nesta archeron #pro nesta archeron #where did you get so lucky as to meet a queen like that #my wife fr

[praetorqueenreyna]

If the fic request are still going I'm sending two feel free to pick. One bed Tamcien or runaway bride Neris. Need the otps being cute

I did Neris, and WOW IT WAS FUN!!! Beware, lots of bat boy bashing ahead!

Stupid. Stupid. You’re a stupid idiot. Nesta berated herself. Her hand was clutched around her third glass of beer. She was pointedly ignoring the fact that everybody was staring at her. Even in this random dive bar in Velaris, everybody recognized Nesta Archeron, Lady Death, sister of the Cursebreaker.

It certainly didn’t help that she was in an elaborate wedding dress with a train that dragged halfway to the door.

She was so fucking stupid. She had known that she didn’t want to marry Cassian. Not now, not ever. The crumbs of kindness he gave her did nothing to fill the empty well of loneliness that was her heart. Did nothing to make up for the fact that he put Rhysand and Azriel and Feyre and fucking Morrigan before her, every time. The sex had been good enough to trick herself into thinking that she could eventually love him. Or that she could make him love her.

It hadn’t been until her own wedding, standing at the back of the aisle, that she had come to accept the truth. She saw Cassian at the end, smug and dominant, his gaze licking lecherously up and down her body. She saw Rhysand and Feyre, Azriel and Elain, also waiting to greet her. The sisters she once would have given her life for, reshaped into shadows of their former selves by their arrogant husbands. That was her future, she realized then and only then. The only way for Cassian to love her would be to destroy herself until she was nothing but a docile pet.

She ran.

Now she sat in a bar, drinking herself into oblivion. She finished her beer and gestured for another one. The bartender frowned, holding out a hand for payment. She hadn’t paid for anything yet, and he was concerned she was going to run out on the tab. Without a second thought, she plucked the comically large diamond ring from her left hand and dropped it on the counter. A new drink appeared in front of her between one blink and the next.

“I told you that you were wasted at the Night Court.” A clear voice spoke from her left. Nesta didn’t have to move her head an inch to know that it was Eris.

“Congratulations, you were right,” she spat with no real venom. The years of self-delusion weighed on her. 

The scrape of the barstool against the floor and a whiff of cologne told Nesta that Eris had pulled up a seat next to her. He smelled nice, she thought dispassionately. Like jasmine, and coffee beans. She waited for the taunts and jeers, for his slick tongue to remind her of how foolish she had been. 

“I should kill him.”

“What?” Nesta looked over, and to her surprise Eris wasn’t languidly leaning on the bartop, smirking. His shoulders were hunched, his entire body tense. Without needing to be asked, the bartender slid a shot of a bright green liquid to him. The scent of it was enough to make Nesta’s eyes water, but Eris swallowed the whole thing without a grimace.

“I should kill him. For what he’s done to you.”

“What are you even doing here?” His words made no sense. Nobody was ever punished for what they did to her.

“I was at the wedding.” At Nesta’s shocked expression, his mouth curled up into a grin. “You didn’t know?”

“No.”

Eris shrugged. “I’m guessing Rhysand wanted me there as a political maneuver. Or Cassian wanted me there to gloat.”

“So why did you come?”

“To see if you were really stupid enough to marry him.”

“I’m not in the mood for whatever this is.” Nesta stood up to leave, but Eris stopped her. If he had grabbed her forearm, the way that Cassian always did, she would have shaken him off. But his hand wrapped around her fingers, holding them just tight enough for her to sense his urgency, but not so tight she couldn’t pull herself away.

“You deserve better than him. Not because of his heritage, but because he’s a brute who needed to control you. He wanted you to be his, when any male with half a brain would be bowing at your feet in gratitude to be considered yours.”

Nesta could only stare in shocked silence. The way that Eris fumbled his words betrayed that speaking like this was new to him. Embarrassed, he let go of her hand. “Anyway…I’ll leave you to your newly single life.”

“Wait!” This time it was Nesta who stopped him. He turned back, some unnamed emotion that might have been hope glimmering in his eyes. “Can you stay? Drinking alone is bad enough. Drinking alone in a wedding dress is worse.”

“Yes.” He sat back down, close enough that Nesta could feel the heat of his body through the satin gown. “I’ll stay.”

#acotar #nesta archeron #eris vanserra #neris #nesta/eris #acotar bingo #IN CASE YALL CAN'T TELL I'M NOT DOING THESE IN ORDER #or at least not the order I received them lmao #ANYWAY I hate cassian and eris is a smooth mf #eris said 'I want that crazy bitch to be my wife' #and he was RIGHT

[intairnwetrust]

Archeron sisters

#aka my wifes #archeron sisters #pro archeron sisters #elain acheron #nesta archeron #feyre archeron #archeron sisters supermercy #acotar

[yaburnae]

nesta's still gonna be mean to you even when she likes you. the difference is that she's the only one allowed to be mean to you and she will start a physical altercation if someone dares to open their mouth to say some shit against you.

#ripped this off the og nesta blog bc it made me snicker #nesta to sb she loves: you're an idiot #sb else: yeah haha moron #nesta: what the fuck did you just say to them? no say it again. speak up. go on say it again #i stand with my cancelled wife #nesta starting full on brawls at court summit meetings bc somebody tried opening their mouth about her bastard mate #nesta laying someone out at one of the war camps bc they tried breathing in emerie's direction #nesta being the reason the prythian conventions become a thing bc she set spring on fire after hearing about tamlin's comments that one tim #she's so scary sometimes and i love her soooo dearly

[natashabliss]

okay maybe this is cringy but I've thinking about it all day and I just had to get it out of my system

Neris Pride and Prejudice AU

keep in mind that some changes would be required for it to work but I just think there are many similarities! such as:

•a well of family that lost all/most of their fortune

•fathers that don't really do much

•mothers obsessed with marriage

•all daugthers

•nesta would be elizabeth: loves to read and dance, strong personality, and ofc the unexpected love to an heir to the family

•elain as jane: the prettiest of the family, has a man instantly in love with her (lucien/Mr bingley), quiet, sensitive personality that "wouldn't hurt a fly"

•feyre as kitty: at least in an universe where she wasn't forced to grow up so fast. the youngest, curious, outgoing, trying to prove herself

•eris as Mr darcy: look I am aware that their personalities are not that similar (if I had to choose someone I would probably go for azriel) BUT I think there is something: only get along with their sibling (in eris's case just lucien), both proud, dance with the girl they like even when they find them "barely tolerable", soft inside and looking to be loved, incredibly rich

Lucien/Mr bingley: I loved 1st book lucien sm, so fun and cute

morrigan/caroline bingley: I don't think she would be after eris as caroline was after darcy, but I do think that she would be just there to be rude to nesta and ruin some happiness when she can

cassian: Mr wickham: it just WORKS, he was after Nesta at first, hates Eris, tries to put her against him, both soldiers, the only thing that doesn't work is ending up with kitty/feyre

I'm gonna be honest I don't really know where rhysand would fit in, but i dislike him so much that I don't really care

(ignore this idk how to delete it☝️)

#neris #pro neris #nesta x eris #nesta archeron #shes my wife #i love her so much #and she deserves better than acosf #nesta eris #eris vanserra #anti rhysand #i literally liked nessian in the first three books but acosf ruined them for me #anyways

[flowerflamestars]

Timeloop au snippet

A scarce half hour later, Lucien’s morning had wrapped right around itself to the same exact problem. Again, between the abject falsehood of Nesta’s fragile mortal body, and Tamlin, right on the edge of something ruinous. He was staring at the blood on her hands. Not all faeries bled red- even to the human eye there was a distinction in shades. Some fae, born of just enough Spring in them, bled like tree sap, gleaming sticky gold. Thin. Dripping from the white strain of Nesta’s knuckles, a sort of uneasy mixed pink of muddled High Fae heritage. “What,” Tamlin snapped, cold, cold, and faraway, “In the name of all your damned mortal gods, do you think you’re doing?” The game was already up. The game was just beginning, another life, another moment, Nesta’s beautiful face set in a truth she could not entirely act away. Lucien’s heart might have given out, in sheer unremitting fondness. If he wasn’t sick on the grass first. “You promised,” Nesta’s human voice still cut, but she was trying, almost making it, to something softer. Quieter. “You promised. Faeries cannot break their vows, even I know that.” “Tam,” Lucien tried, nausea filling his throat. “You said,” Nesta continued, like he hadn’t spoken at all, “No one would harm him. No harm. How are any of us to survive what it so come if we are not even safe from- from”- Finally, belatedly, Tamlin looked from the wet brick in her hand, yanked from an ancient folly wall, to the crumbled, caved in, blue figure between them. 

#no grave can hold my body down #I saved the best for last and by the best I mean PURE CHAOS #a true acotar Tamlin staggering in war with a broken heart #and? Nesta goddamn Archeron killing faeries with bricks because she is having A BAD TIME #is the best path the clearest? the hardest? the easiest? #the messiest #what happens in a timeline where ACOMAF DOES NOT GET TO HAPPEN HMMM #somewhere Eris is waking up in a cold sweat realizing his wife is about to come home and like. nothing is ready #Elain meanwhile: hello yes this is GREYHOUND FROM THE CONTINENT can I get some lamb please? raw? twelve pounds? thank you so much #all of Nesta's ferocity exists to protect those she loves #I'm going insane over this draft

[lovetold]

edits. do not reblog. nesta archeron, her silver flames burn and her bite is venomous.

#* ⠀ 𓂅 ⠀introspection / meta ⠀ 、 ⠀ nesta archeron. #edits. #i just think she's my wife

[goldrushzukka]

finished acosf. single most satisfying moment of the entire book was rhys dropping to his knees thanking nesta for saving feyre. like yeah AS YOU SHOULD

#this book lowkey turned me into a rhys hater like i wont lie. hes an asshole to nesta #nesta is an asshole to everyone but at least shes CONSISTENT. its equality #its so weird. like i love rhys. i love any fantasy man with immeasurable power who could wipe out the world but instead becomes a wife #but he is on thin ice #such is the power of the girlboss ig!!! #mine #acotar #i refuse to make a bookblr btw so youre just getting my thoughts on shit here. deal with it

[separatist-apologist]

What fic is the “good girl” ask game prompt from? Are they all from the same fic?

I’d like to contribute my own if you have it: sated

Alternatively: overwhelmed

Good girl was chapter 12 of Still A Sunbeam.

This is from Concrete Jungle, my Neon in the Nighttime prequel:

“He’s bleeding pretty bad,” the paramedic interrupted, indicating the man had been shot. Nesta didn’t move, overwhelmed by the sheer amount of blood staining his black shirt. “Names Alonso, Cassian.”

Cassian turned those hazel eyes to her, bright and somehow amused despite his injuries. “Your turn, princess.”

“That’s Dr. Archeron to you,” Nesta retorted hotly. 

#cassian seeing nesta and going ah yes my wife #sir the world is on FIRE

[mercarimari]

This is a PSA for all of my House of the Dragon and ACOTAR girlies. 

But ummm... Nesta Archeron and Aemond Targaryen? Made for each other. 

I will not be taking criticisms. (I have to thank my friend Elle for writing them with me, and for listening to my 2 AM rambles about two characters that will literally never meet.)

#that man would absolute adore his warrior queen wife and you can't tell me otherwise #that man would give nesta the fucking world on a silver damned platter #would make her feel like she was worth the sun the moon and the stars #lovingly calling this mess nesmond #i blame elle #she did this to me #acotar #nesta archeron #aemond targaryen #welcome to the hell that is my brain cell with two hyperfocuses #hotd #hotd aemond #acotar nesta #nesmond

[writtenonreceipts]

Me: yeah I'm not going to start any new projects, I want to focus on this one wip of mine.

Also me: so anyways here's an outline for a fic of at least 4 parts based only on this vague dialogue bit.

#cassian pulls a #thats my wife #mermay is going great #nesta is feral #its great #but it will kill me

[lorcandidlucienwill]

Lucien is the hottest character in ACOTAR

All of these books, all the smut and retcons and introducing a bunch of icky bland characters (re: IC) thinking we'll find them hot and Lucien's moments are still the hottest in every book. ACOTAR: "If I offer you the moon on a string, will you give me a kiss, too?" ACOMAF: Lucien snarled at the king over the bite of the magic at his throat, “Don’t just leave her on the damned floor—” There was a flare of light, and a scrape, and then Lucien was stalking toward Elain, freed of his restraints. Tamlin remained leashed on the ground, a gag of white, iridescent magic in his mouth now. But his eyes were on Lucien as— As Lucien took off his jacket, kneeling before Elain. ACOWAR: I was in the process of constructing a rudimentary fishing pole when he waded into the stream, boots off and pants rolled to his knees, and caught one with his bare hands. He’d tied his hair up, a few strands of it falling into his face as he swooped down again and threw a second trout onto the sandy bank where I’d been trying to find a substitute for fishing twine. ACOSF: “Easy,” Lucien repeated, and flame sizzled in his russet eye. The flame, the surprising dominance within it, hit Cassian like a stone to the head, knocking him from his need to kill and kill and kill whatever might threaten— (we don't count acofas because literally nothing interesting happened there)

#lucien acotar #lucien supremacy #lucien vanserra #pro lucien vanserra #vanzaddies #high lord lucien #because he's just that guy #he's so fucking hot oml #on my knees fr #elucien #feycien #nesta x lucien #wife this man up #anti inner circle

[surielstea]

Words on Paper

Based on this request.

Pairing: Azriel x Fem!Reader

Summary: Azriel’s jealous over a male in your book and it’s hilarious.

Warnings: Just fluff, short Drabble :)

1k words

You and Nesta hadn't shut up about the men in your books all morning. The new Sellyn Drake novel had come out less than a week ago and the both of you couldn't stop raving about it, you swore you had dreams about the characters, and when you weren't caught up in the plot you were analyzing the characters, the male love interest specifically who Nesta and you were all but frothing at the mouth over.

"I need him, unfortunately," Nesta sighed, looking over to me as we held our planks. Valkyrie training seemed to go a lot faster when the both of you got the chance to debrief over chapters and share what you were passionate about, Cassian didn't seem to care as long as we stayed on task and kept up with the movements.

The exercises had become second nature to the both of you, sure it wasn't as mindless as breathing but after it's been part of your routine for weeks it truly does come naturally, like a second language that only the two of you can speak.

Azriel was slow to insanity at this point. He couldn't seem to adjust to the idea of you taking interest in anyone but him. With Mates, the rule is that if the bond is accepted then there's no one else for that person, intertwined by fate.

So why was he so irritated when you rambled too long about a guy from a book?

"Are you two working out your mouths too?" Azriel stands above you, arms crossed over his chest. Slowly, you look up at him with a wide grin. "Sorry, sir," you tease. Nesta shakes her head in exasperation and you giggle.

It took one minute of silence until Nesta and you were whispering amongst each other again.

Azriel seems to have given up days ago, his eyes narrowed at you from across the sparring mats, Cassian next to him as they drink their waters.

“Doesn’t it bother you?” Azriel asks his brother, continuing to stare at both of their mates. “Does what?” Cassian turned to him with an arched brow. “That they’re so obsessed with those men from their little smut novels,” Azriel mutters and Cassian nearly laughs at the death glare the Shadow Singer was saving for the fictional male, who as of late was threatening to take his wife away.

“It’s just words on paper,” Cass shrugs, bending down to place his water on the ground. “I know but, the idea of her wanting anyone else gets under my skin,” Azriel argues and this time Cassian does laugh, it was so odd to see the revered Spymaster so torn up about some guy, who wasn’t even real. “What’re you jealous of him?” Cassian scoffs through his laughter. Azriel rolls his eyes and puts his water down. “Whatever, just don’t come crying when you can’t satisfy Nesta anymore,” He grumbled.

“I doubt that day will come,” Nesta hums from behind the Shadow Singer. He knew she was there, you with her, but he needed to get his point across. “Hey hun, you ready to go?” You dip under his arm, placing a hand on his bare chest. He only nodded in reply.

“Hey, remember what I said, it’s just words Az,” Cassian said before you got the chance to winnow him away, he nodded once more then you took him home.

You didn’t want to know what the General was going on about, you could tell from training Azriel was a little irritated but you couldn’t remember doing anything to irk him.

“You gonna tell me what’s wrong or just keep pouting like a baby?” You ask and he scowls down at you. You smile, hands coming to his jaw and pressing a soft kiss to his lips, he barely has time to reciprocate it before you’re pulling away.

“What’s got you so tense?” You smush his cheeks together and he just stares at you in reply, so you begin to guess. “Something Cass did?” You ask and he shakes his head no. “Something I did?” He doesn’t move and you deflate, flinging your arms over his shoulders and melting into him. “Can’t you just tell me what’s wrong, please?” You sigh into his neck, already admitting defeat. “Do you like him more than me?” He blurts and you stiffen, pulling away to look up at him confused. “Like who?” You utter. “The guy in your stupid book,” He grumbled and you openly cackled before slapping a hand over your lips. “It’s not funny,” He groans backing away from your touch and plopping down onto the sofa, where he could sulk in peace. “I know, I’m sorry Az,” You say, taking deep breaths to control your giggles. “I’m just saying, what does he have that I don’t?” He frowns and you walk over to him, sprawling over his lap and straddling his hips. “Perhaps a control on his emotions?” You tease and he grumbles beneath his breath like a child, looking away from you.

It was true that Azriel was quite explosive. One would think he’d be less reactive as the Spymaster and yet he might’ve been the quickest to action out of all the inner circle. It was a weakness, something he was working on. It was rude of you to point it out but you make up for it by peppering a line of loving kisses up the side of his face.

“I love you, okay? Only you,” You reassure. “Those men, they’re meant to be thirsted over, you understand that don’t you?” You ask and the male nods. “I just don’t want you wanting anyone else,” He looks at me and my grin widens. “Awh, Az,” You wrap your arms around him and squeeze him tight. “I’m all yours, don’t worry,” You muffle into his neck. “Yeah? All mine?” He asks and you nod rapidly before saying, “Promise,”

“Now stop acting like a big baby,” you pull away from the hug and hold his face in your hands. “I’m gonna go bathe, you gonna keep moping out here or do you wanna join me?” You tease. He doesn’t answer and instead picks you up from where you sit and walks you straight to the bathing chambers.

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