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desmodus-draculae · 1 year

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POV you turn on extreme measures 1

#hades #hades game #megara hades #tisiphone hades #alecto hades #the fury sisters #the erinyes #hades supergiant #i’m obsessed with tisiphones character design her hair is so fun to draw #actually i love all of their congruent designs!! the similar armor and HAIR i love how the hair is the same style but it presents different #ly it’s so COOL #like their personalities shine through in their design so well #my art #just workin on lineart and action poses

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call-me-gibby · 1 year

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I posted the fury sisters on my Instagram story and my partner said that they looked like the hex girls from Scooby doo

#literally crying #Alecto #tisiphone #the fury sisters #hades game #supergiant hades #megaera hades #megaera #alecto hades #tisiphone hades

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dylbydoodles · 1 year

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The Sisters of Fury: Turmeric, Nutmeg and All Spice

#hades #hades game fanart #hades megaera #hades supergiant #hades game #hades art #hades fanart #hades game art #hades furies #hades alecto #hades tisiphone #hades fury sisters #hades meg #megaera alecto tisiphone

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marialsillydoodles · 3 months

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nick fury and his adoptive murderer daughters 💗

#you can't convince me carol didn't visit him from time to time and met nat and maria #they are sisters!!!#and they annoy fury together all the time!!#black widow #natasha romanoff #maria hill #blackhill #carol danvers #captain marvel #nick fury #marvel #mcu #fanart #art

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the-darkestminds · 12 days

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Eris was so real for this lmao

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the-pink-poet · 2 months

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The Shadowsinger and the Lightbringer

Part 1 Part 2

The Shadowsinger and the Lightbringer

Reader x Azriel

Reader is the youngest Archeron sister, about 18 years old.

Inspired by: arrantsnowdrop

I read her story about the reader as a youngest archeron sister and fell in love with the concept! So i take inspiration from that, but have made my own story. You should totally read hers as well! It's beautiful.

After Feyre left:

I furrowed my brow as I sat at the table. I kept trying to focus on my reading lectures, but something kept distracting me. Something seemed missing. Elain looked over at me concerned, “Y/N are you ok? Is there something you need help with?”

I met her eyes, “I’m sorry. I’m just a bit distracted.” Elain cocked her head, “With what? Is there anything I can do?”

I shook my head, “No, I just feel like I’ve forgotten something. Like something important, but every time I reach for it, it’s just covered in fog.” Elain nodded and started commenting, but I stopped listening as I felt eyes on my back. I slowly turned around and saw Nesta watching me from down the hall, with a strange look on her face, eyes churning. As we locked eyes, Nesta turned and walked away, leaving me puzzling over the encounter.

A Few Months Later

I quickly found out what I was missing when my sister Feyre rushed out of our house after a visit, talking about Fae lords and courts and other strange things. As she hugged me goodbye, I felt like a part of me that I had just found again was ripped out.

I had always been closer with Feyre than our other two sisters, and always felt it was my duty to help her where I could. Before their father’s wealth mysteriously returned, I was helping her with tasks around the house, cooking the food, cleaning the animals she brought home, and going around town doing odd jobs for the more well-off people in their town.

I hugged her tight and shuddered a little as I began to let go, and a tear slipped down my cheek, “I hate goodbyes.”

Feyre looked down at me, tears shining in her own blue eyes that matched my own, “I know.”

That was the last I saw of her for months.

I tried filling that hole in my chest that had formed when Feyre left with other things. I continued my reading lessons, helped my father, attended the season, and took up embroidery, but nothing helped. I did my best to hide it, dragging myself out of bed in the morning when any thought of taking on the day made me want to drown, but my sisters seemed to notice, whether or not they said anything.

They mostly just gave me sad looks as they passed or tried to distract me with books or gardening. I humored them, and they would smile in satisfaction, thinking that I was doing better, but I knew that only knowing what happened to Feyre would help me put to rest the churning sea, that at the same time was an empty aching hole in my heart.

While the hole was not immediately filled, I felt a stirring inside when I heard voices coming from the dining room one day after coming home from my lessons. Three low masculine voices sounded, one with booming laughter, one teasing, and one calculating. I stepped closer to the door, listening to the conversation when the laughing voice paused and chuckled, “You do realize we can hear you, right?”

Sighing in defeat, I cautiously pushed open the door and walked into the room and almost stumbled backwards in shock. My two sisters were sitting at the table, Elain looking incredibly uncomfortable, and Nesta glaring daggers at the four other people at the table. But my attention quickly went to the Fae that sat at the table across from my sisters. One of the Fae with massive membranous wings and red jewels on his armor met my gaze and smiled, “I promise we won’t bite.”

I felt my face turn red for staring, and as I slowly walked into the room and I stopped again, my jaw dropping when the Fae sitting next to a male with violet eyes came into view. “Feyre?” my voice cracking.

My sister met my gaze, her brows furrowing in worry as my eyes took her in. She seemed to have an unearthly glow about her, her ears were now sharp and pointed, and she had a swirling tattoo on her left arm. But as my eyes met Feyre’s again, I felt my face relax and I smiled. Feyre’s eyes were still the same sharp blue that matched her own.

“Feyre.” I said in relief. Nesta tried to stop me as I ran around the table and hugged my sister as hard as I could. “I missed you so much”

Feyre brushed her fingers through my y/h/c hair, “I missed you too.”

I pulled back and smiled, “You look beautiful.”

Feyre looked surprised, “Really?”

I nodded, “Really really. You look… happier than you have in a long time.” But I didn’t see slight tears gathering in Feyre’s eyes as she scanned the three males next to her. Two had massive black, membranous wings tucked behind them and were wearing full armor, with blue and crimson gemstones on their hands. The third male didn’t have any wings, and was dressed in a much more casual manner, but I could tell that he wasn’t your average male from the way his unnatural violet eyes seemed to swirl with stars.

“I suppose I have you three to thank for taking care of my sister.” I smiled at the three males. I was answered by the violet eyed one, “We’re thankful to have her. I’m Rhysand, High Lord of the night court, but please, call me Rhys. And This is the General of my armies, Cassian” the dark haired male gave me a flirtatious smile, “Feyre you didn’t tell us you had a prettier sister.”

I rolled my eyes, “Feyre, you didn’t tell me you had an uglier friend.” Cassian looked wounded, while Rhysand and the other male snickered.

“Well Feyre darling, looks like you’ve got competition.” Rhys smiled at my sister. Once they had all regained their composure, I sat down and Rhys turned to the third male sitting there, surrounded by swirling black shadows. “And this, is my Spymaster and Shadowsinger, Azriel.”

Azriel met my eyes and nodded, and against my better judgement, I just stared at him, entranced by his hazel eyes that seemed to be flecked with green and gold. A slight cool feeling on my hand jolted me out of my trance.

I looked down, and one of his shadows had moved toward me, and was curled around my hand. And if I hadn’t known better, I’d say it seemed a bit curious. I smiled as I lifted my hand slightly and the shadow curled around my fingers, almost as if it was holding my hand.

But as someone across the table cleared their throat, the shadow jolted away from me and back to its master, but not before pausing, almost as if it was looking back, and then joined its brethren.

I met Azriel’s eyes again, and he looked at me puzzled, “I’m sorry about that. Usually I can control them.” I smiled softly in return, “Don’t worry. They seem sweet.” This time he looked even more confused, “You think they’re sweet?” I nodded and looked away, blushing at the curiosity and intensity of his gaze.

Cassian looked back and forth between the two of us, earning a shove from Rhys under the table. With his grunt, we began talking about the matters at hand.

Thanks for reading! Let me know what y/all think below! Part 2 coming soon! (This will be a multiple part series)

#acotar #acomaf #acowar #a court of thorns and roses #a court of mist and fury #feyre cursebreaker #azriel shadowsinger #azriel x reader #shadowsinger x reader #azriel #archeron sisters #sarah j maas #maasverse

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trabazo · 8 days

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The Archeron sisters 🌸🦇👑🗡️

#elain archeron #feyre archeron #nesta archeron #archeron sisters #a court of thorns and roses #a court of mist and fury #the cauldron #sarah j maas

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tellmelater · 3 months

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archerons

#1 out of a million versions lol #going to start the mat is wedding dresses wooo #digital art #artists on tumblr #my art #acotar #a court of silver flames #acosf #nesta archeron #elain archeron #sjm art #the night court #feyre archeron #a court of mist and fury #a court of frost and starlight #the archeron sisters #the archerons

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nanstgeorge · 2 months

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I will light your pyres myself for what you did to my sisters.

#my sisters idc abt anyone else #elain archeron #feyre archeron #nesta archeron #acotaredit #acotar #a court of thorns and roses #a court of mist and fury #a court of silver flames #a court of wings and ruin #my edits*#archeron sisters

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acomaflove · 9 months

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Do you guys ever think about Rhysand’s sister?

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uhhhyaenbyjade · 4 months

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Nick Fury: *sees Tony taking a kid superhero under his wing and being a decent father figure sometimes*

Nick Fury: what the fuck is this?

Nick Fuy, years later: *meets Kamala Khan*

Nick Fury: son of a bitch, I get it

#nick fury #Marvel #mcu #kamala khan #ms marvel #the Marvels #marvel cinematic universe #captain marvel #nick fury is kamala's weird uncle who shows up sometimes #carol is also kamala's big sister

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taymartiart · 3 months

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✨ A Morlain comic for @witch-and-her-witcher ✨

#commissions open #acotar #maasverse #sarah j maas #a court of silver flames #a court of wings and ruin #a court of mist and fury #a court of thorns and roses #the morrigan #elain archeron #morlain #SJM #get the strap!!!!#the archeron sisters #Rhysand #nesta archeron #cassian #nesta x cassian #Mor x elain

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acourtofinkandpapyrus · 7 months

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A Flower With Petals of Flame: Part one (Eris x reader Rhys's sister)

Warnings: Injuries and murder and mentions of trauma

I'm so excited this one won the vote! So as Y/n returns to the world of the living, she has to decide whether to save the male who caused her, and her mother's murders, or save him.

Part two

Tag list: open

I screamed as I fell to the ground, my head fuzzy and my stomach churning.

What had happened? I had been walking along, trying to form a plan for…

I take a deep breath, the crisp air and smell of roses pushing into my nostrils. I look at the small grass clearing that makes me tense, memories of terror flitting through my head.

This was the Spring court. Somehow- somehow I was back among the living. Landing right back where my and my mother’s lives had been taken from us.

“Please! Please spare my darling girl!” My mother cries as she’s shoved to the ground, the little lords or spring preparing their weapons, the high lord of spring holding a giant ax as he watches.

I look to Tamlin with tears in my eyes, pleading with him, “Tam, please. Please don’t let them hurt us.”

He looks away, ashamed.

It wasn’t him who was about to lose his life though.

I snap back into reality, hearing voices in the distance. My first instinct is to climb into a tree, wait for them to pass.

But I can hear the angry tones, and I force myself to be silent as I slip through the trees to see where the commotion is coming from.

“Look at this, the High Lord of Spring, on his knees before us.” A cruel male voice said, and I peeked through the foliage to see Tamlin on his knees before a bunch of men, snarling with an arrow in his leg and shoulder.

They looked as if they were laced with faebane.

I wasn’t breathing. He was kneeling there, just as my mother and I had before him and his family.

I could just leave him there, to his fate. Let him die the way he had let us die.

But… my feet wouldn’t move.

I had only just been brought back to life, and I was already about to get myself killed again.

The only thing was that I wasn’t the same weak girl who had died here before.

I searched about, quickly finding a large, heavy rock.

And threw it right at the leader of the group, striking him right in the temple.

“Leave him alone.” I said, lowering my voice in an attempt to hide my identity. I could have used my magic, but that would have been even more telling than my voice.

The males unsheathed their sword, looking for where my voice had come from, and Tamlin stilled.

Please, please don’t recognise me.

“Show yourself you wretch!” The male whom I had hit with the rock snarled, spinning around.

I shifted so I was better hidden. I had no weapons, and against three males who each had at least two weapons…

I should have come up with a better plan.

“How about you show your face you coward!” He continued to shout, but I just smiled as I saw the red haired male who appeared behind him.

Watching as Lucian killed the leader, Tamlin throwing off the two males that were holding him down, I couldn’t help but notice how much they had changed, how different they were then I had seen them last. Lucian had a metal eye now, his face holding more trauma than it had when I knew him.

Tamlin… Even as he killed the last of the males, looked tired and broken. He looked as if he was already half dead.

I watch as they look at the dead males, with coats of bone white, the color of Hybren.

But the king of Hybren is dead.

So who were they following?

I hold my breath, all thoughts on pause as Lucian eyes land on my hiding spot, his metal eye whirring.

Mother above, could he see me?

“Would you like to come join us, or were you planning to wait until we were distracted?” Lucian asked, the words cautious and sharp.

I tense up as Tamlin looks my way too.

I bit my lip, I could run away, and I could surely outrun Tamlin.

But maybe not Lucian.

Taking a calming breath, I step out into the small clearing, were both males stood there, shock keeping them both silent.

“Hi?”

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feymaid · 1 year

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The Archeron sisters 🥀

#whatever Sarah j Maas told you that conflicts with any of their designs just ignore it because she’s wrong nfdkfnjdfnmd #this is what they look like I know it in to be true in my bones #nesta archeron #elain archeron #feyre archeron #archeron sisters #acotar #a court of thorns and roses #a court of mist and fury #my art #not my ocs

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rainingriversofyou · 2 months

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The Archeron Sisters 🖤

Art by scribbubbles

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the-darkestminds · 28 days

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Respect to Feyre for letting Elain have her privacy when it comes to her feelings about Lucien bc if it were me and my sister I would be so up in her business demanding to know why she didn’t like him 🤚

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