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the-darkestminds · 1 month

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I feel like people who despise Chaol lack perspective, and empathy. It’s important to understand just how insanely miserable Chaol is in Queen of Shadows. He lives in a constant state of pain and stress and worry over all of his failures, the biggest being Dorian. He feels like he has lost everything and he hates himself so much. So of course he’s going to lash out at people. Try to lessen the burden of his guilt by placing the blame on Aelin. Chaol is flawed and imperfect and human. He’s in a terrible place, emotionally. He blames himself for what happened to Dorian. Does he not deserve a little compassion?

#pro Chaol #sarah j maas #acowar #sjm #acomaf #acotar #throne of glass #Chaol #queen of shadows #heir of fire #crown of midnight #kingdom of ash #koa #empire of storms #eos #Aelin #yrene #yrene towers #yrene westfall

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shallyne · 9 months

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Ok, everyone initially agreed to keep Feyre in the dark about her pregnancy issues - including Rhys, the Inner Circle, and Nesta. But you know who wouldn’t have kept the secret from Feyre even for a second? The Suriel. Suriel told Feyre everything; she was his gossip buddy. No one’s secret was safe with the Suriel around. When it came to Feyre, he snitched on everyone.

The Suriel would have told her how to open a portal and get Yrene there because Yrene would have saved Feyre without breaking a sweat

#acotar #a court of thorns and roses #throne of glass #feyre archeron #feyre #feyre cursebreaker #high lady of the night court #high lady feyre #feyre darling #nyx archeron #nyx acotar #baby nyx #nyx #the suriel #yrene westfall #yrene towers #yrene

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fusillisarah · 6 months

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Thoughts about Kingdom of Ash 💫

I finally finished throne of glass yesterday, and I’m sharing some thoughts on my experience. (“Finally” is super subjective… it took me maybe 3 weeks to slam through them all 💀)

****general spoilers ahead!!****

Yrene and Chaol were my favorite couple.. they were super fleshed out and seemed super realistic. I personally didn’t really connect a lot wirh RowAelin, but that has more to do with me than with them I think lmao. I’m just personally more a fan of an alpha male hahahaha

This isn’t a criticism more of a wish, but I’m soooo depressed Elide and Lorcan weren’t fleshed out more!! They deserve the world

Dorian is (again, in my opinion) the MOST INTERESTING CHARACTER! His growth? Unmatched. I feel he has the most realistic character arc, I felt like if I went back today answer read it would break my heart with his growth into this jaded man. Ugh. His relationship with his father? How he killed his father? How his father found him and Aelin? Heartbreaking. His brotherhood with Chaol? So realistic. Manon? His shape shifting? Sorry he’s literally unmatched.

Manon. Fucking. BLACKBEAK!!! Oh my god I rarely cry at books and the only time I cried at this series was the Thirteen’s sacrifice. She’s so complex ugh I want more…..

One more thing about Elide and Lorcan- I honestly really appreciated SJM’s decision to not “give Elide immortality” to be with Lorcan, so much we see the non-immortal become immortal to be with the immortal. I feel like it made them so much more realistic, that Lorcan would rather live her mortal lifespan and make the most of it. It just broke my heart in the best way!

I know I’m gonna get hate for this, but I didn’t read Assassins blade (gasp). I know I know, but I got through Queen of Shadows and got greedy and didn’t wanna go back in time 💀💀. I do regret it though, maybe my next read through I’ll read it. I felt like there was a fair bit of characters that I basically met in Empire of Storms that I knew I shoulda met before, you could tell with the language that SJM uses. My fault. I feel bad.

Do. The. Tandem. Read. Nuff said.

Overall my hangover is gonna be insane. It already is insane. I think I may read Icebreaker next just to break up my epic fantasy… and then maybe Twilight? Or I also wanna crack into Divine Rivals but I think I need some spice after all this war 💀.

Thanks for reading!

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therealmissmagoo2 · 3 months

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Chaol Westfall - Lord of Anielle (formerly), Captain of the Royal Guard (formerly), Hand of the King - Throne of Glass series by Sarah J. Maas

Tray Files Skin Cleft Lip Preset Teeth Normal Hair Base Hair Eye Preset 2m Eyes Eyelashes Eyebrows Elodie

Look 1: Top Pants Boots Look 2: Outfit Look 3: Outfit

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staryeyednerd · 5 months

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Throne of Glass Characters PT. 2

#throne of glass #tog #moodboard #aesthetic page #aesthetic #lysanndra #yrene #chaol westfall #aedion ashryver #aedion x lysandra

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witchthewriter · 2 years

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𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐘𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐞 𝐓𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐬/𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞

⤷ gender neutral, ambiguous race, and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!

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🌿INFJ 🍁Ravenclaw 📜Neutral Good 🔮Scorpio Sun, Taurus Moon, Pisces Rising

SFW🌿

⭑ In a way, Yrene is also a witch.

⭑ See, history likes to forget the part that witches knew all about the supernatural yes, but also how to heal someone. Which herbs and salves would heal wounds, and what could make a person sleep better at night.

⭑ This is what Yrene does; help people.

⭑ And that is what witches did.

⭑ Until the patriarchy twisted the narrative and took the knowledge of the witch and made it their own.

⭑ Yrene was surprised when you told her you were a witch. She too held reservations that were imparted by the patriarchy. (Even if she didn’t know she was under their influence)

⭑ “I thought witches cursed people and caused ... well ... chaos?” Yrene’s hazel-brown eyes gazed upon you warily. This was the fourth time being in your company.

“Well ... we do,” you smiled mischievously at her, “but we also heal.”

⭑ And from that moment Yrene was intensely curious about your knowledge and wanted to learn everything she could from you.

⭑ “Just because I believe in magic, in the supernatural,” you started, mixing and crushing various herbs in a bowl. “Doesn’t mean science is not involved.”

⭑ Although a witch’s book of shadows and grimoire are very important and personal, you wanted to show Yrene.

⭑ And she was absolutely amazed by the information.

“This is wonderful y/n!”

⭑ Your information helped so many of her patients. With their ailments, their trouble sleeping, their anxiety, and their pain.

⭑ Yrene fell in love with you. It wasn’t difficult. But knowing that you cared for others; that you had a similar calling, made her love for you flow.

⭑ She is always the big spoon; she likes holding you in her arms, the smell of your hair in her face, her hands holding onto your own.

⭑ Her kisses are like little promises: I’ll be home soon, don’t worry about me, I love you.

⭑ Yrene can feel the difference in your home, as soon as she steps over the threshold. She feels much more content; safer. Being around you felt like the physical embodiment of sipping on a hot cup of tea.

⭑ Her worries seemingly melted away. Her troubles, far off and enemies far away.

⭑ Yrene loves playing with your fingertips while you’re trying to fight sleep in bed

⭑ You’ll write little notes for her and leave them in her bag. She finds them during her breaks and absolutely beams

⭑ One of her favourite things about you is that you take care of her. She constantly takes others into consideration - she wears herself thin trying to make sure other people feel better. But it means the absolute world that you care about her.

⭑ So, you run her baths while she sits on the bed, her hands sore from massaging ailments and lifting the elderly.

⭑ You brush her hair (when it’s wet obviously, she has curly hair-), and braid it for bed

⭑ You lay out her clothes for the next day when she forgets

⭑ For you, Yrene is someone you can always rely on. She’s never late, and never misses a date or important event. She always keeps her word.

⭑ You can put your trust in her and she will never let it go astray.

⭑ Your relationship is built on honesty, reliability and security. You never feel unsafe or uncomfortable. Because you know that the other will be honest with whatever troubles they have.

⭑ Yrene smells like lavender, mixed with chamomile and hibiscus

⭑ Oh and she has a frightening stare, which you are glad to never be at the opposing side of

⭑ You create protection amulets for her, which she gladly accepts

⭑ She is always in fight mode during stressful situations - always active and trying to remedy whatever is going on

⭑ You LOVE resting your head in her lap. Yrene will gently brush your hair out of your face, tracing your nose and eyebrows

⭑ On multiple occassions, she has fallen asleep on your shoulder

⭑ She loves that you listen while she rants as well

⭑ Relationship Tropes;

✧ Friends to Lovers

✧ Not Good At Flirting x Not Good Either But Likes Seeing The Red Tint On The Other’s Face

✧ Swore To Protect Each Other

NSFW🔞minors dni!

⭑ Yrene is a dom, she likes being in charge in the bedroom. But doesn’t mind being dominated from time to time.

⭑ She likes toys; any and all sorts - for both you and her

⭑ Nipple play is a big turn-on; she likes having contraptions clamped upon her nipples.

⭑ When she orgasms, Yrene makes these high-pitched whines and squeals. It’s actually really cute

⭑ Yrene likes it when you wear your biggest jewels/earrings/necklaces and nothing else, while she fucks you

⭑ She’s very good with her hands and fingers. Massaging your ass, your chest.

⭑ She’ll curl her fingers while they’re inside of you, and you’ll let out a breathy moan

⭑ After a night out, where you’ve been teasing her the whole time, she’ll practically push you inside the door, slam it shut and rip off your clothes

⭑ She loves giving you long, passionate kisses. One of her hands cupping your neck, the other pulling you closer to her. Your bodies pressed together.

⭑ Yrene’s favourite place to have sex is in bed; she isn’t one for risky sex. It just doesn’t excite her.

⭑ She is amazing at aftercare - you never have to leave the bed if you do not wish it. She will bring a basin over to you, with a warm washcloth.

#yrene towers #yrene #yrene x reader #yrene headcanons #yrene towers headcanon #yrene towers x reader #throne of glass #throne of glass x reader #throne of glass series #throne of glass headcanons #aelin ashryver galathynius #aesthetic #aesthetic moodboard #fae #aelin #aelin fireheart #aelin galathynius fancast

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crunchywarrior · 2 years

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Yrene: When I see initials carved into a tree with a heart I think it’s so romantic. Two lovers on a date... one of them carrying a knife for some reason.

#throne of glass #source:perchance incorrect quote generator #yrene #yrene towers #yrene westfall #Yrene x chaol

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mclsl180 · 2 years

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I can totally see old man Chaol casually saying to his grandkids ‘ you know kids i used to fuck the queen of Terrasen .’ And just Yrene glaring at him

#throne of glass #chaol #yrene #adarlan #aelin #celaena #anielle #tower of dawn

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emeriethevalkyriegirl · 2 years

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Nesta Archeron (Harry Potter AU)- Chapter 11 (First Day prt. 1)

Summary: First day as a Hogwarts witches doesn’t go to well for Nesta. But at least her friends are always able to cheer her up.

The time was 2:15am and the Slytherins were all fast asleep. Well, all except for one. Nesta couldn’t shake the feeling of being homesick. Sure her aunt never treated her like a normal person and Carrie was a bigger brat than Morrigan, but to be honest, they were the only family Nesta knew.

Nesta heard a faint meow sound coming from Lucky who sat on her lap. Nesta lightly brushed her ear and kept her eye on the window. She may miss her family, but Hogwarts is her home.

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“I can’t believe we’re 18 minutes late!” Nesta cried as she, Nora, and the Bedara twins ran to Viviane's transfiguration class. It was 8:18am and class started almost 20 minutes ago. The 4 girls have been running around Hogwarts trying to find their classroom. It wasn’t until 8:15am that they finally asked Azriel, a third year Ravenclaw, for help.

When all four of them made it to the classroom, all the students were writing something on their papers. Nesta noticed Morrigan smirking at them. “Someone forgot to bring a watch.” she said, daring Nesta to talk back at her. Nesta didn’t take the bait.

She also noticed Emerie sitting next to a Hufflepuff named Dorian Havilliard. She rolled her eyes, not bothering to comment on their tardiness.

“Good thing Professor Viviane’s cat is watching us.” Nora said as they all made their way to the last four seats. “Yeah, can you imagine if she were here?” Catrin added.

As if faith was jinxing them, the cat that they saw turned into Professor Viviane herself. The girls tried not to scream at the sudden appearance of their Professor. “Bloody hell, that was amazing.” Gwyn exclaimed. Viviane’s proud look did not drop. “Thank you Gwyn. Perhaps I can turn the 4 of you into pocket watches.” Nesta and the girls widen their eyes. Would she really do that?!

Viviane chuckled as their expressions changed. “You would all be on time if I did.”

“We kinda got a little lost.” Nesta clarified.

“So we asked Azriel for help.” Nora added as Viviane nodded. “Then next time, use a map. Take your seats girls, we’ve been waiting for you.”

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The next class was Potions. Right. Professor Tamlin. Thankfully, with help from Emerie, Nesta, Nora, and the twins were able to get to class on time. And with more luck, Tamlin was not in the classroom when they arrived. Nesta decided to sit next to Emerie, the twins sat next to each other (obviously), and Nora sat with a Ravenclaw named Nesryn.

Emerie noticed that Nesta was writing something down. “What’re you doing?” she asked as Nesta continued to write without looking up. “Some notes from Transfiguration class. I might ask you about them later.” Before Emerie could reply, the door burst open and a tall figure walked into the classroom not bothering for introductions. “First order of business, no foolish want waving or any silly antics in my class.” It was Tamlin. Nesta knew without looking up. “And I don’t expect any of you to appreciate the art that is in potion making.

Nesta heard his voice. Man, he does sound like a real charmer. Whatever, just let her finish these notes. “However for some of you, I can teach you how to bewitch the mind.”

Oh, that’s nice. Let me write my notes.

“And put a stopper in death.”

Impressive. Now can I work please?

“However, some of you...may have the audacity...”

Stop, pausing old man.

“To not pay ATTENTION!”

“AHHH!” Nesta screamed, making her drop her feather pen. Tamlin’s face was only 5 inches away from hers. He was practically seeing through her soul. Nesta tried not to shake, knowing that it’ll only make it more satisfying if she did.

“Hello, miss Archeron.” Tamlin said so coldly, Nesta could feel the chills creeping up her spine. “Tell me dear child, what would I get if I added powered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?” Tamlin asked not breaking his eye contact with Nesta. From the corner of her eye, Nesta could see Emerie raising her hand, beckoned to be answered. Tamlin didn’t even so much as look at her. “Well?”

“I...I don’t know.”

“Then tell me, where would you look if I asked you to find me a bezoar?”

“I don’t know sir.”

“And what is the difference between monkshood and wolfbane?” For a third time, Nesta didn’t know the answer. She never even heard of them before until now. Too afraid to speak, she merely shook her head.

Tamlin scoffed at her and replied, “It would seem that fame isn’t everything.” Tamlin walked over to the front of the class as Nesta sighed in relief. Emerie, realizing she was getting a cramp, put her arm down. “Sorry you never for to answer.”

“It’s not your fault. You never read any of the books.” Emerie replied. She looked like she wanted to add something to it, but she decided to keep her mouth shut instead.

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“Eye of rabbit, harp string hum. Turn this water, into rum.” Bryce chanted for the 5th time today.

Potions class was finally over and the first years ran out of that class with their tails between their legs. Rowan and Yrene were right about the Study Hall thing, all of the students were able to sit next to each other. Though, the Ravenclaws kept a close eye on Nesta and the rest of the Slytherins. Emerie shrugged them off. “Don’t let them bother you. Those boys are completely over protective.”

“Overprotective indeed.” Nesta agreed as she turned to Bryce who was still chanting the spell. “How long has she been doing that?” she asked as Tomas, another first year Slytherin, rolled his eyes. “Including this one, I’d say about 6 times. Though I think after this one, it’s going to-” Tomas was interrupted by a loud ‘poof’. The sound came from Bryce. Her face was now covered in sot and her hair was standing on end and steaming a bit. She looked like a burnt piece of toast.

Nesta and the others laughed. “I told you Bryce, you need to annunciate. It won’t work if you don’t.” Emerie said, trying to contain her laughter.

“Hey look! Mail’s here!” Catrin pointed out as a flock of owls filled the room dropping items on each table to the Hogwarts students. When Tomas ‘s mail came, he received a post card and a roll up newspaper. Nesta thought she saw something familiar and wanted to read it. “Tomas, can I borrow that newspaper?” she asked as Tomas shrugged. Nesta took the paper and was about to read when Dorian said, “Hey look, Nora’s got a remembrall.” he said as Nora took out a clear sphere with a golden trim. Emerie scooted closer to her. “I read about those. When the smoke turns red, it means that you’ve forgotten something.” Right on cue, the smoke inside the sphere turned red. Nora shrugged. “Truth is, I can’t exactly remember what it is that I’ve forgotten.”

“Um, Nora?” Nesta said pointing to her friends back. Everyone knew what she forgot. Her cloak.

Nora looked behind her and gasped. “My cloak!” she cried as she quickly raced her way to the Slytherin common room. Lorcan, who happened to be supervising the kids, stood up from his seat next to Rowan. “I’d better go with her. In case she forgets the password.” Lorcan said as he followed Nora to the common room.

“Hey guys, Some broke into the Autumn Court House Bank.” Everyone turned to Nesta, interested in hearing more about this. “Listen,” Nesta said as she began to read:

Believed to be the work of Dark wizards or witches unknown. The bank attorneys, while acknowledging the breach insisted that nothing was taken. The vault in question #713 had in fact been emptied earlier that very same day.

“That’s weird.”

“How so, Nes?” Bryce asked as she coughed up some smoke. “That’s the same vault Eris and I went to.”

#Nesta Archeron (Harry Potter AU)#nesta #gwyn #emerie #catrin #nora OC #tomas #lorcan #rowan #yrene #tamlin #viviane #morrigan #dorian #bryce #nesryn #Gryffindor #Ravenclaw #Hufflepuff #Slytherin

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ruhnlidiasworld · 2 months

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“Azriel can't have a book because SJM only have female protagonist”

Chaol Westfall somewhere in the MaasVerse:

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oblivionsdream · 8 months

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A new puzzle collaboration with Reverie Puzzles this time featuring the characters from Throne of Glass. It was such a delight to work with them again and I’m super proud of how this turned out. I’m definitely biased but my favorite part is probably Abraxos because he is just the best boy. 😌

#throne of glass #sarah j maas #dorian havilliard #manon blackbeak #abraxos #aelin ashryver galathynius #celaena sardothien #rowan whitethorn #chaol westfall #yrene towers #lorcan salvaterre #elide lochan #aedion ashryver #lysandra #book art

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shallyne · 9 months

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SJM Crackshipmonth: Amnesia

Forget You

It's @sjmcrackshipmonth day seventeen! Ship: Feyre x Yrene. This feels Mor like crackfriendship but I kept the ending open for interpretation

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TW: Amnesia, mention of blood

Feyre was found in the the midst of the southern continent. How she got there, she didn't have a clue. The only thing she holds on to are her dreams and the healer.

Feyre was so damn lonely. She felt so lonely for an incredibly long time now and she still knew nothing. The only light in her life was the incredible healer that sat on the cushioned chair across from her, asking Feyre questions and scribbling down something in her notebook as Feyre answered. It's been so long and Feyre didn't remember anything, other than the blurry images she dreamt about sometimes. For some time she kept these images to herself, thinking it was just dreams. She didn't want to get her hopes up. She had a lot of hope, at the beginning, that she could remember but she gave it up when she couldn't make any progress at all. It can take a while, the voice in her head echoed. Yrene's voice. Feyre had asked her once how long it would take to get her memories back and Yrene had told her that every case was different. Some patients remembered fairly quickly during their recovery, she had told her. For some patients it took years, she continued, and when her voice got softer, Feyre knew she didn't want to hear it, but Yrene told her nonetheless, some patients weren't able to get their memories back. That is what Feyre had admired about the woman, that she was honest but not in a brutal way. She was empathetic but stubborn, giving up wasn't an option. So now Feyre sat with her, nursing her tea, as she tried to explain the blurry dreams.

"I saw a–" Feyre took a deep breath and shook her head. "It doesn't make sense, it was probably just a dream."

"I am here to help you, Feyre. We need to work together to make it make sense. It's just between us," she promised, as always.

Feyre nodded, playing with the sleeves of her shirt as she slumped farther into the chair. "I think I saw a cauldron. I– I can't make out any faces but there is so much blood and someone is screaming. There is a body but it's…it's blurred. I don't know. Maybe I am screaming but it feels so far away."

Yrene nodded, writing something down before she looked back at Feyre, smiling softly as she asked, "Do you feel something when you think about that dream?" Feyre nodded slowly, averting eye contact. She wished she wouldn't feel anything about that dream. "What do you feel?" Yrene spoke so softly, as if Feyre could bolt any second.

She took another shuddering breath, "I feel like–" she put a hand above her heart. "I feel like someone ripped out my heart but not– not literally but it…it feels like a part of me died." silent tears were running down her face. "It still feels like a part of me is gone."

Yrene reached to her left, to a small box. She extended it to Feyre who took it with a mumbled thank you and blew her nose, then Yrene said, "You told me about another dream. The night sky?" Feyre nodded in confirmation. "How do you feel about that one?"

"The whole opposite." Feyre sobbed. "I am standing on a balcony and I look at the sky above but…it's not just a night sky. It's something so much more special– It looks like there is a star shower and someone is standing beside me but again, the person is blurry. I– I feel, felt, so alive. Like someone took all my sorrow and worry away for just one moment. "

Yrene nodded, again writing something down. "Does it feel like a dream to you, Feyre?"

Feyre shook her head. "No." she said, the truth. She wouldn't go as far to call it a memory but…no, it did not feel like a dream. As Yrene noted something, Feyre's eyes wandered to the clock behind Yrene. She would be gone again very soon and everything screamed inside Feyre at the thought of being alone again. Alone with only her thoughts again.

"Yrene." Feyre blurted, the healer's eyes snapping up, waiting for Feyre to continue.

"Yes?" she asked.

"Can you–" Feyre swallowed. "Could you– Would you stay with me for a little longer?" she asked. "Please?"

Yrene looked at her in thought, clicking her pen against her notebook and then looked at the clock, tilting her head. "Yes," she smiled. "Of course."

Feyre's shoulders slumped in relief. She abruptly stood up and hurried to the couch, patting to spot beside her. "I was thinking," Feyre said as Yrene walked over to her. She smiled at something, Feyre didn't know but she continued when Yrene sat. "I know I don't remember anything and I don't make much progress but all my wounds healed by now and I– I should be ready to do something. I– maybe you need help? I don't know l, maybe cutting bandages or maybe you need assistance with making tonics. I don't know anything about tonics but I can learn and I, well I think I should be able to go out. I need to. Maybe it helps me. I want to help you. Please. "

Yrene's eyes shimmered. If Feyre didn't know better she would say she spotted pride in her gaze but why would she be proud? It didn't make sense, Feyre must have imagined it.

"I think this is an amazing idea, Feyre." Yrene said. "Let me think about it for tonight and I'll pick you up tomorrow, at twelve." Feyre nodded enthusiastically.

They now fell into silence as they sat beside each other but it wasn't the heavy silence that Feyre always dreaded. It was comfortable.

"Yrene?" Feyre broke the silence.

"Yes?"

"Are you my friend?"

Yrene turned to Feyre, "Of course."

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#acotar #a court of thorns and roses #throne of glass #tog #feyre archeron #feyre #feyre cursebreaker #high lady of the night court #high lady feyre #feyre darling #yrene #yrene towers #yrene westfall #sjmcrackshipmonth23 #sjmcrackshipmonth #Yrene x Feyre #Feyre x Yrene #crackship

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theadrawsart · 2 months

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All the cards so far in my Sarah J Maas books tarot card series. I definitely wanna continue these, especially with the new book release. (no spoilers pls I won’t be able to read it for a while)