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you look so pretty (and i love this view)
happy @sjmromanceweek everyone! I'm so excited to be doing this event for the third year running and I can't wait to see what everyone comes up with this week 🤍🤍🤍
I’m planning to post at least 3 or 4 fics this week, starting off with some good old fashioned Nemerie. Stay tuned for some Elucien, Nezriel, Nessian, and perhaps even some Azris this week if I can get to them 👀👀
Summary: Nesta's Hinge date doesn't show, so Emerie steps in.
Word Count: 1.7k
Read on AO3 here!
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Emerie
After a long day at work, Emerie was more than happy to stop at one of the bars on her way home for a much-needed drink. She’d had to stay much later at the office than usual because of someone else’s fuck up, and although she was more than ready to fall into bed, she’d much rather do it with some alcohol and a warm dinner in her stomach.
Emerie signaled the bartender and ordered her usual drink, taking slow sips as she looked around the place. For a Thursday night things weren’t as busy as she’d expected, but she supposed the happy hour crew had came and left while she was still mentally cursing out her coworkers. There were more than a few empty seats at the bar, but there was a decent crowd spread out amongst the booths and tables ready to have dinner.
Nobody really caught her eye until she noticed a gorgeous woman sitting at one of the booths near the door, and Emerie watched as she periodically kept checking her phone and looking over her shoulder every time someone came in. If Emerie had to guess, it looked like she was waiting for a date to show up, and Emerie hoped whoever it was didn’t keep the woman waiting much longer.
You didn’t keep someone who looked like that waiting. With her golden brown hair, pretty eyes, and the way her dark dress was clinging to her, Emerie would kill for an excuse to get to know her. Dating had been pretty… uneventful for her after her last relationship had imploded, so maybe it was just wishful thinking that maybe this woman would look back, but that wouldn’t stop Emerie from wishing.
Emerie kept her eye on the woman over the next fifteen minutes, watching as her expression grew more and more pinched. Her server came by to check on her several times, and each time the woman declined to order anything while she waited for her so-called date to show up. Emerie half hoped whoever the woman was waiting on would show up just to keep that expression off her pretty face, but the much larger part of Emerie was hoping that the date never showed so she could swoop in.
Swoop in to do what exactly, Emerie wasn’t quite sure; clearly, her wishful thinking mentality was still in effect.
The next time the woman’s server came by, the woman heaved a heavy sigh before she started talking. She seemed more… defeated, this time, and Emerie hated to see it.
I guess they’re not coming, Emerie saw the woman say to her server. Emerie had a flash of panic — what if the woman left before she could say anything to her, or even get her name?
Looking back on this moment later, Emerie wouldn’t be able to put her finger on what made her do it, but something made her get out of her stool. Before she could second-guess herself too strongly, she tossed back the rest of her drink, walked around the bar, and sat herself down right at the woman’s table.
“Hi,” Emerie said, her heart pounding in her chest at all the different ways this could go wrong. The woman’s eyes were piercing this close up, and Emerie thanked her lucky stars she’d decided to take a little extra time getting ready this morning for work. “I’m really sorry I’m late. I’m Emerie.”
The woman blinked at her for several long moments before reaching out and offering her hand. “Nesta.”
Their server — a pretty, brown-skinned woman named Clare — gave Emerie some serious side eye before flipping her notepad back open and clicking her pen. “Glad you could make it. Would you like any appetizers?”
Nesta ordered some calamari for the table and waited a few seconds for Clare to be out of earshot before looking back at Emerie. “You’re not my date.”
“You can tell me to leave if you want,” Emerie said, already mentally preparing herself to get right back up again, “but I think you’re gorgeous, and gorgeous women should never be kept waiting.”
“Oh,” Nesta said back, her cheeks turning a pretty shade of pink. Emerie half wondered how far that blush could go, given the chance, but she forced herself to stay focused on the task at hand. “Well. I suppose you’re right.”
“You suppose?” Emerie replied with a hopeful little smile.
“Yes,” Nesta answered, raising one of her eyebrows. “But don’t get used to it. I’m the one who’s always right.”
Emerie laughed. “Maybe that’s because you haven’t met your match yet.”
“Are you saying that’s you?” Nesta fired back without missing a beat.
“Only one way to find out, right?” Emerie replied. She couldn’t believe her luck — here she was, sitting across from a beautiful woman, and the two of them were already going back and forth effortlessly.
“Yeah,” Nesta agreed slowly, her eyes taking their time trailing over Emerie’s top half. “I guess there is.”
As they talked over their appetizers and eventually their meals, Emerie fell a little more head over heels with every detail she learned about Nesta. She was an attorney working in intellectual property, she had a cat, and most importantly, she had indeed been stood up on a date.
“I mean, it’s not that hard to send a text if you changed your mind,” Nesta grumbled over her eggplant Parmesan. “It only takes a couple of seconds.”
“She sounds like she sucks,” Emerie replied, pulling a huff of a laugh out of Nesta.
“Yeah,” Nesta agreed. “I never got to meet up with her, but this is a much better date than whatever excuse she would’ve pulled out of her ass if she ever showed up.”
“It definitely wouldn’t have been good enough for you,” Emerie told her, picking up a few pieces of her penne alle vodka with her fork.
“After almost twenty minutes? Definitely not.” Nesta took a sip of her soda before fixing Emerie with a considering stare. “But that’s enough about me. Tell me about you.”
Emerie was more than happy to share details about herself, and found herself preening a little bit that Nesta seemed to like what she was hearing. Emerie was more than happy to talk about her marketing job, but the real fun started when they realized they had similar tastes in books. They easily killed another twenty minutes just talking about the newest Sellyn Drake release, and Emerie couldn’t remember the last time she’d smiled and laughed so much talking to a stranger.
As much fun as they were having, though, the night eventually had to come to a close. Clare came by to drop off the check and Emerie had to hold in a sigh as she realized she and Nesta would probably be parting ways in the next ten to fifteen minutes.
“Please, it’s the least I can do,” Nesta said, grabbing the check before Emerie could even take a look at what they owed. Emerie opened her mouth to argue, but Nesta fixed her with a look that made her close her mouth almost immediately. “Don’t even think about it.”
“Fine,” Emerie said back. “But next time’s on me.”
“Mhmm,” Nesta replied, though the playful look in her eyes told a different story. Emerie couldn’t wait to tell Gwyn about all this.
Once they settled their tab, they ended up outside and walking down the street. Nesta had driven to the bar after work, but Emerie had taken the train, so she offered to walk Nesta to her car. It was the opposite direction from the closest station, but she didn’t mind a few extra minutes if it meant she could spend them with Nesta.
“Thanks for saving me, Emerie,” Nesta said once they got to her car. Her hand had brushed Emerie’s a few times during the walk and Emerie swore her skin was tingling a little bit. “I had a really good time tonight.”
“You’re very welcome,” Emerie said back, seriously distracted by the way her name sounded coming out of Nesta’s mouth. “I’m happy to rescue you anytime you want, Nesta.”
“Is that what you did?” Nesta teased. She cocked her head ever so slightly and Emerie fell a little in love with the way her hair looked brushing across her shoulders when she did. “Those are some strong words.”
“I feel strongly about it,” Emerie replied, stepping just a little closer into Nesta’s personal space. Nesta was just an inch or two shorter than Emerie, and as a woman on the taller side, it was nice to not have to look too far down when they were speaking.
Nesta’s eyes darted quickly to Emerie’s lips and back up. “Is that the only thing you feel strongly about?”
“No,” Emerie whispered, and then she was leaning down while Nesta was leaning slightly up. Nesta’s lips were soft against Emerie’s, her kiss slow and sweet and absolutely perfect. Emerie brought her hand up to gently cup the side of Nesta’s face and was immediately rewarded with one of Nesta’s hands plunging into her hair.
“Okay, okay,” Nesta said after a few minutes, smiling as she pulled back from Emerie. Her lips were a little pink from where they’d been kissing, and Emerie knew she’d never get that image out of her mind. “It’s tempting, but we can’t be out here all night.”
“Whatever you say, counselor,” Emerie teased, even though they both knew Nesta wasn’t that kind of lawyer. “Can I at least have your phone number so we can see each other again?”
“I was starting to think you’d never ask,” Nesta responded. She pulled out her phone and offered it to Emerie, waiting patiently while Emerie typed in her number. Emerie triple-checked to make sure it was right – no way was she letting Nesta get away from her over something as simple as a mixed-up phone number – before handing it back over.
“I’ll text you,” Nesta promised, leaning in for one last kiss before starting to walk toward the driver’s side of her car. “Have a good night, Emerie.”
“You too,” Emerie replied, taking a few steps back from the edge of the sidewalk.
As Emerie started to head toward the train, she couldn’t help but touch her fingers to her still-warm lips. Whatever she’d done to get so lucky to suddenly be living out a romance novel, she certainly wasn’t complaining.
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#sjmromanceweek2024#acotar#acosf#nemerie#nesta archeron#emerie of illyria#nesta x emerie#emerie x nesta#moodymelanistwrites
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Deciding which Nesta ship I’m gonna think about all day
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@nestaarcheronweek || Day 4: Lover
Go listen to Sweet Nothing by Taylor Swift. She explained the domestic vibe I’m aiming for waaaay better than I ever will
#nestaweek2023#acotar#acosf#nesta archeron#nemerie#emerie acosf#sage’s art tag#yes they are reading in a velaris apartment#yes I’m still refusing to put nesta in a shirt#yes that caption is a result of me trying and failing to communicate thru my 100 layers of autism + dyslexia
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If anyone wants to know what I want for the holidays, it's for nesta and emerie to kiss
#thinking about them#trying to figure out how they should kiss for romance week#nesta archeron#emerie of illyria#nemerie#im truly in rarepair hell over here#they could be so good
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I for some reason want to write a Nemerie fic where Emerie is a grad student and as grad students do she keeps saying she wants to marry rich and have an easy life. She’s ✨stressed✨ but then she runs into Nesta who’s the CEO of a family owned business and she’s super cold and standoffish. They meet at the grocery store and Nesta always sees her there buying spaghetti noodles, this is like the fourth time in a week, and Nesta’s the first to make conversation where she’s like you eat a concerning amount of pasta.
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My grave cleric, Nemeris Alvare. Raised among the humans, he knows about the inevitability of death all too well. Now, he serves Jergal, writing down the names of the dead - and with his long life ahead of him, he will have many, many more names to record.
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I've gone so long without drawing Nemerie, I can't believe it.
This was originally supposed to be posted for October to get in the spooky vibe but I didn't finish it
Either way, enjoy this little bit of gothic horror of Emerie being enthralled by demon!Nesta. Maybe she got lost in the woods and discovered the Witch 👀
@nestaarcheronweek
As always, click for better quality
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pokelesbians
#lesbian#pokemon scarlet and violet#eri#nemona#i ship them so much#i just think its so cute#nemeri#gaygirls#drawing#art
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Meet our elven PCs... we have A LOT of them across our games.
Eladrin: Istellar, Allurian and Firrian; Moon elf: Nemeris; Wood elf: Qastra
Drow (Lolth): Simyra and Phy’ress; Drow (Elistraee): Paelias (currently stuck in Barovia), his sister Trael, and Cothineer; Shadar-kai: Batern
SO MANY ELVES
#drow#elf#dnd art#shadar-kai#eladrin#PC: Istellar#PC: Allurian#PC: Firrian#PC: Nemeris#PC: Qastra#PC: Simyra#PC: Phyress#PC: Paelias#PC: Trael#PC: Cothineer#PC: Batern#by: nui
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Happy Pride Month to Nesta Archeron, my bisexual queen <333
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hiiiii can I claim Turesti’s request for a Nemerie moodboard 👀 I’m working on a fic with that same premise so figured I might as well kill two birds with one stone!!
Absolutely!! We can't wait to see it!
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♡ SJM Romance Week 2024 Masterlist ♡
Read on AO3 here!
Day 1 ♡ First Date
you look so pretty (and I love this view) — Nesta's Hinge date doesn't show up, so Emerie steps in.
modern au
Day 2 ♡ Traditions
Now That Your Rose Is In Bloom — Lucien buys Elain a bouquet of flowers for every year they’ve been together.
modern au
Day 3 ♡ Weddings
meet me at the altar (in your white dress) — Nesta and Cassian elope to take the edge of wedding planning.
modern au
Day 5 ♡ Favorite Tropes
it’s you (they add up to) — Five times Azriel showed Nesta he cared, plus one time Nesta showed him she cared, too.
canonverse, 5+1 fic
Day 7 ♡ Free Day
Handprints and Good Grips — Cassian and Nesta are absolutely, one hundred percent going to make it to their fancy dinner reservations this year.
modern au, smut
#sjmromanceweek2024#moodymelanistwrites#acotar#acosf#Nessian#Nezriel#elucien#nemerie#nesta archeron#cassian acotar#elain archeron#Lucien vanserra#Azriel shadowsinger#emerie of illyria
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one of my favorite things about eh is definitely how most chrs weapons have a visible sheathe + animation when they sheathe it otherwise they just kinda. awkwardly hold it
#except for schmid fuck you. how do you keep that big ass sword on your back#i hate floating weapons on someones back with my very heart and soul. like if its a big sword fine its iconic#but. like a skinny sword???? daggers????? YOU CANNOT TELL ME IT WOULD FLOAT THERE AWKWARDLY#at least code red schmid has a magnet thing in the back that you can see. forgiven for this#but in base and black fc???? how are you keeping it there .#athlon holds his sword awkwardly all the time idiot man. prothiof holds his too since they both dont have sheathes#but SCHMID. THIS GUY .#even nemeris!! nemeris has a hip sheathe. baraka has sheathes for his daggers. iden slings his bow over his shoulder. bathory keeps holdin#g her staff. but SCHMID.#eh rambling
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What are your favorite SJM rarepairs or crackships and why?
Have I told you about the wonderous pairing that is Nemerie (Emerie x Nesta) lately? Em doesn't get enough hype, honestly. I'd marry her in a heartbeat. Saw Nesta and immediately went "are you here willingly?" Five seconds in and she's ride or die. Nesta has never realized someone could just... like her?? They're so incredibly cute I love them so much. Soft and sweet, ready to run away and start a bookstore in Day 🥰
Or we could talk about the cresserie agenda. Cresseida x Emerie is a top tier rarepair considering they've never met in canon. The summer court princess and the night court valkyrie. They could be so good, and so very hot. Imagine emerie on diplomatic missions to summer relaxing on the beach and shading cresseida with her wings. It's good
Last but not least, Nezriel (Nesta x Azriel). They can either be very soft or incredibly fucked up. Either way they're two sharp tortured people who don't judge each other. They aren't here to magically fix each other by getting dicked down they're just willing to be there with no criticism (and maybe thats all they really needed). Quiet and deeply tragic, the forbidden love everyone wants.
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“Are you going to bite me?” Emerie could feel the brush of Nesta’s soft lips along her neck and she closed her eyes, willing herself not to make movement. Wasn’t that what she was suppose to do with a predator? Be as non-threatening as possible.
“Do you want me to?” Nesta asked, calmly. Her lips raised lightly and she felt the movement on her skin, but it did nothing to ease Emerie’s trembling heart—to take away that fear that she was very nearly close to being eaten. “I can if you’d like.”
Nesta’s fingers tapped on the point of her pulse, “Just a little pinch right here…”
“Would it hurt?”
Nesta grinned at the question, at the mere suggestion of Emerie agreeing. This time Emerie didn’t need to feel the turn of her lips to know. Soon, Nesta was tilting up her chin and staring her frankly in the eyes. The look might have been something wicked but Emerie only felt her blood burn in her veins. She could trace that heat all the way up to her cheeks.
“Not for you,” Nesta promised, her tone suddenly serious. “Never for you. If anything you’d only want me to bite you again… I would, of course, if you asked nicely.”
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I'm having a dreadful moment about my art and painting style. I know you guys like it a lot. I just wish I liked it all the time ehehe... Happen to the best of us. I'm very emotional lately....So I though maybe by sharing some WIP I'll never finish, I'll see something I didn't before when I gave up. It's not a lot cause I don't draw much but I know I've improve a lot since I joined the RGG community and for that I'm thankful. Most of em are ....yeah not Yakuza related but i wanted to post em anyway.
In order, Kazumaji killing eachother...passionately....
A dnd tiefling i never got around to play
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Signalis Adler and Falknr
My FFXIV static after we cleared the first Endwalker raid tier. Veryproud moment but yeah...The miquote in the bottom corner is my bestfriend, she still play. if you see her on Midgardsomr say hi :) Its Nemery
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