Azriel: *sneezes and shadows come out of his nose*
Rhysand:
Amren:
Morrigan:
Cassian:
Feyre:
Nesta: ………So we are all just going to ignore that?
Cassian: Oh my bad; bless you, Azriel.
Nesta: THAT’S NOT WHAT I MEANT
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Nesta: Our relationship is strictly professional.
Cassian, sitting on Nesta’s lap: Absolutely. Only on business.
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Nesta: You know, Rhysand gives Feyre flowers everyday. I wish you'd do that too.
Cassian: Okay.
Later that same day.
Cassian, handing Feyre flowers:
Feyre:
Cassian: I don't know, I'm confused as well.
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Rhysand: We should get married
Feyre: We've been dating for less than a month
Rhysand: And I think I've shown incredible restraint waiting this long
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*Having a family dinner*
Amren: Can you pass the pepper?
Cassian: What’s the magic word?
Amren: *Clearly not impressed*
Amren: *Starts chanting in the old language*
Cassian: *Panicking and shoving pepper into Amren's hands* JUST TAKE IT! TAKE IT, OH MY GOD!
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Rhysand : In your opinion, how do you define stupidity?
Azriel : *turns to Nesta* How do you define Cassian?
Nesta: Stupid
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luciens thoughts during the second trial:
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The Inner Circle: Hey, Cassian, does it freak you out at all that Nesta is literally death incarnate?
Cassian: Smash.
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Gwyn: Do you speak French?
Azriel: Only between your legs.
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Mareena (OC): Fight me!
Cassian: Ha, look at your size! What are you gonna do, kick my ankle?
*Later*
Rhys: Why is Cassian crying?
Azriel: Mare kicked him really hard on the ankle.
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Feyre: what do you commonly use your magic for besides manipulating shadows?
Azriel: controlling my allergies.
Feyre:
Feyre:
Feyre: what.
Azriel: I can’t be a spymaster with the sniffles.
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Azriel: If we don’t get out of this alive… If we’re both about to die… I love you, Cassian!
*Neither of them die*
Cassian: …
Azriel: …
Cassian: So do you wanna talk about somethi-
Azriel: No thank you.
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Azriel: …
Eris: *eyes covered in shadows* where am I?
Azriel: You’re in hell
Eris: This is more like my daydreams than my nightmares but ok
Credit to @iftheshoef1tz for the idea
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Tarquin: I wouldn't wish that upon my worst enemy!
Tarquin: Unless of course, we're talking about my enemy, Cassian. Fuck you Cassian, you know what you did.
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Rhysand: My standards are very high, actually. I prefer well-mannered, graceful—
Feyre: *stumbles into the room, covered in mud and blood, wyrm carcass thrown over her shoulder*
Rhysand:
Rhysand: I want that one
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Cassian, staring lovingly at Nesta: I would die for you.
Nesta, reading her books: Then perish.
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