Hi!! I just wanted to ask if you know when chapter 3 of the new fic will be posted? (No rush at all- was just curious). It’s such a fantastic fic already, I love it so much x

I am planning to post it for the last day of @nestaarcheronweek but until then here’s a little teaser:

Nesta nodded. “I like to see my family alive.”

“Your happiness comes at a very high price, then. Times being what they are.”

The invitation was clear. The offer he was begging her to make. Such hunger in those hazel eyes, more gold than green in the rapidly fading light.

“Oh that isn’t the price,” a tiny twitch of a smile, “it’s just the first test.”

“Hello I am someone who likes to use a bow and arrow and will be made into a faerie by the end of this book”

“Oh cool and what is your name?”

“FEYre ARCHERon”

Amidst the Madness: Chapter 2

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/55268251/chapters/140412451

Teaser:

7 siphons flared in response. Not a match for Rhys’ magic, but plenty threat enough. “You might have that pretty magic, but I have the one thing you never will.” Cassian’s smirk was slow and measured, a healthy reminder that this male had not been elevated from a bastard by mistake. Or by pure brute force. Cassian was not a mindless killer, unfortunately. Those were so much easier to manage. This male … he was a strategist. Cauldron, Rhys would be lying if he said it hadn’t crossed his mind to put the male in charge of his entire military force even before this war started brewing. “You need my army.”

“It is my army,” Rhysand spat.

Cassian laughed. Head thrown back, teeth gleaming. “Go tell them that, high lord,” he grinned. “No, seriously. Go order Illyria to fight in your war.” Thick arms crossed over his chest, “I’ll wait. Let me know how it goes.”

My fav?

“Oh fuck you.” (To Elain)

But in all seriousness my actual fav is from the Kelpie scene:

“They had all happened to her. She had survived, but she had been helpless and afraid. Not today. Today, she would happen to him.”

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Who’s Afraid of Little Old Me is so Nesta coded and I’ll die on this hill.

The who's who of "Who's that?" is poised for the attack

You don’t get to tell me about sad

Crash the party like a record scratch as I scream/"Who's afraid of little old me?"/ You should be

The scandal was contained/The bullet had just grazed/At all costs, keep your good name/You don't get to tell me you feel bad

Is it a wonder I broke? Let's hear one morе joke/Then we could all just laugh until I cry

I was tame, I was gentle 'til the circus life made me mean/ "Don't you worry, folks, we took out all her teeth"

I wanna snarl and show you just how disturbed this has made me/ You wouldn't last an hour in the asylum where they raised me

You caged me and then you called me crazy/ I am what I am 'cause you trained me

I thought the new Taylor album was going to really help my fanfic writing.

Instead there’s 2 albums and I’m lying on the floor silently.

Once I emotionally recover in 4-6 business months, though … it’ll be over for the IC.

Do you have a schedule for the new fanfic? It’s the only thing keeping me happy this final season 🥹 the first chapter was perfect!!!

This is so sweet! As some of you may know, the word “schedule” and I are mortal enemies however I am actively working on it and expect chapter 2 by the weekend.

In the meantime have a snippet:

A gust of wind slipped through where tent flaps pulled aside. The wrong sister for comfort stepping into the small, though admittedly comfortable space. “Do you want to go back to Velaris?”

Nesta scoffed. “And be blamed for its destruction?”

“Rhysand and Azriel will control him.” So confident, so entirely wrong. “If you wish to leave just say the word.”

Nesta blinked up at her sister. Her baby sister who knew so much of swinging sword and so little of how this world worked. Whichever one they were in.

New Fic: Amidst the Madness

link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/55268251/chapters/140196829

summary:

Love and war have always followed the same rules: Quick to ignite, slow to extinguish. There aren't many things Cassian has dared to openly want in his 500 years of existence. Not even the position he currently occupies as Lord of Windahaven (far too lofty a spot for nothing more than a well-blodded bastard, if you ask the other Illyrian Lords), but from the second Nesta Archeron stepped foot in his camp, the entire world ebbed into a single truth. She is his. He is hers. Everything else - the war he is meant to lead, the people relying on him, the legacy he should be fighting to protect, cease to exist the second his eyes are caught in roiling silver flames. There is pain in this female, his female. And retribution will be exacted. Rhysand has his war, and now so does Cassian. Whether the two align ... only Nesta can give that order.

teaser:

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you, High Lord.” Cassian didn’t even look at the little prince as he spoke the threat. His hands and one knee pressed the spy into the dirt, but his eyes were on her. It was where they belonged. That face, those sharp, high cheek bones, deliciously scowling lips and the endless rage and power swirling inside silver eyes … that face was the reason he had been given the ability to see. The truth of that thought settled into his very bones. The mountains were no longer true North, she was. Mate. His mate. Imperious as the mountains behind them, cold as the first snow, powerful as the very wind that whipped through his camp. She was his. And there wasn’t a corner of this world Rhysand could hide her away in. “I will tear your little city down one building at a time if you take her away from me.”

I love to torture the people so I’ve started writing this and uh … Cassian is so hot when he’s not being Rhys’ bitch boy???? Tiny sneak peak hehe

“I stomped your ass into the dirt your first day here just because I didn’t like your face, Little Prince.” And then continued to do so through a half century of training. Rhys didn’t need the reminder. “Imagine what I’ll do if you try to keep my mate from me.”

I’ve recently become obsessed with the idea of an AU where Cassian was never taken in by Rhys’ mom and instead worked his way up in Illyria as a warrior and he and Nesta don’t meet until Rhys brings them to Illyria during ACOWAR and it’s just INSTANT near bloodshed and Rhys and Cassian already have a sort of heads butting relationship characterized by mutual respect but more begrudging than actually liking each other at all and Cassian has 0 reason to hide the mating bond so he just gets all possessive real quick and Feyre is freaking out and Rhys is like of fucking course and Nesta is just like HA yeah that’s gonna be a no on the mating bond to a warlord thanks and it’s all just an absolute chaotic disaster

So anyway … if anyone wants to write that … (maybe I’ll try to get something together for Nesta week but I don’t have much faith in my free time these days)

I’ve recently become obsessed with the idea of an AU where Cassian was never taken in by Rhys’ mom and instead worked his way up in Illyria as a warrior and he and Nesta don’t meet until Rhys brings them to Illyria during ACOWAR and it’s just INSTANT near bloodshed and Rhys and Cassian already have a sort of heads butting relationship characterized by mutual respect but more begrudging than actually liking each other at all and Cassian has 0 reason to hide the mating bond so he just gets all possessive real quick and Feyre is freaking out and Rhys is like of fucking course and Nesta is just like HA yeah that’s gonna be a no on the mating bond to a warlord thanks and it’s all just an absolute chaotic disaster

So anyway … if anyone wants to write that … (maybe I’ll try to get something together for Nesta week but I don’t have much faith in my free time these days)

I have not read Crescent City.

I know nothing about either of these characters.

But I’m getting the fan art on my dash,

And I can already tell you …

I ship Rhun and Lidia. If I read the series I would be obsessed with them I just know it. It’s a vibe. It’s an intrinsic knowledge. I need no further information. I know know this to be true.

"But Nesta was mean!" Good for her. I think she should've been meaner actually. If you're 500+ years old and you can't handle a 20 or so year-old formerly human woman snapping back at you then you're just a loser.

Ok I’ve seen people arguing about this and I don’t understand because it is absolutely, irrefutably canon that Nesta is the most powerful character in ACOTAR. Like I personally don’t even care if she is, it’s not what I like about her. I’m not saying this as a stan. It’s literally just a fact. Rhys says it himself when she has her nightmare. He’s the most powerful high lord and he cannot overpower her magic unless Cassian distracts her. He is afraid of it. Not to mention she controls the trove and it seems to just come a running whenever she even thinks of it to raise armies of the dead and put a bitch in their place. She Makes death swords. She yeets True Immortals and Asteri out of existence like it’s a game. She’s the only one of the 3 most powerful creatures in the series who hasn’t had to be brought back from the dead (twice…). Home girl stopped space and time and rewound death. Like …that’s Lady Death ya’ll idk what to tell you …

Stop bitching and just be glad all she wants to do is eat cake and have great tits.

I want villain Elain so bad. And I don’t mean oh Elain goes a little bad and comes back.

No.

In every way that Nesta was mean on the outside and tearing herself apart on the inside, I want Elain to be perfectly sweet and calm on the outside and tearing everyone else apart on the inside.

I want her to be bone-deep in revenge fantasies.

I want her to be cackling internally at every idiot who thinks her pretty feminine hobbies make her less of a threat.

I want her to betray everyone but herself.

I want it revealed that she has been playing everyone for a fool since the war.

I want the path of mercy and forgiveness to be right in front of her and I want her to laugh at the very thought as she vows that all of her enemies will die screaming.

I want her to see their demise in her mind and decide it is not enough to know they will be brought to Justice. She must preside over their suffering.

Everything that was taken from her will be repaid a thousand times.

There is no peace. No joy or comfort or happiness. There is only rage covered over in icing sugar. There is only scorched soil that blooms nothing but blood roses.

I want Elain’s first POV to scorch the readers.

How dare you think me soft and complacent because I like to feel the earth beneath my palms. I will plant the most beautiful garden over the patch where I bury your body. I will smile every morning as I look out my window and see bright tulips growing over your battered corpse. I am vengeance. I am rage. How lovely you all turn a blind eye, so you will never see me coming.

New Golden Threads of Time One-Shot

Description: The Valkyrie gals are planning a mission. Cassian has some very valid reasons to object. (just a fun little headcanon i couldn't shake)

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/30357864/chapters/138948172

Teaser:

Cassian had tied Nesta to their bed many times before, but this was the first time he considered doing it against her will. He rather thought even the House would be on his side here. 

Because again, This. Was. Insanity. 

Nesta was not the only one that glared at him when Feyre and Rhys glided onto the House of Wind roof. Gwyn and Emerie crossed their arms over their chests and stepped in front of Nesta like twin bodyguards. Ironic, considering the fight they were all about to have. 

“Get out of here with that overprotective bullshit,” Emerie spat. “We are going to get that bastard.”

The fandom: Azriel is quiet because he’s so ✨mysterious and contemplative✨

Me: Azriel is quiet because he has never once in his life had a thought that should be voiced out loud.

What did you gain, Nesta? “The life of my sister and her child”

And what did it cost you? “Literally nothing the narrative has made it clear I am just as powerful if not moreso somehow? Idk just rolling with it!”