The Illyrians and the Archerons

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Feyre Archeron, High Lady of the Night Court, 28/?

Sorry had to get this off my chest

Completely unironically this is one of my new favorite pieces of literature

OMFG I SCREAMED so loud and started running around my room like a psychopath when I read this! I can’t believe she just tied all three of her worlds together with one little side remark about the books on the shelves!!

The Walking Dead - TOG

The Book of Breathings - ACOMAF

The Queen of Many Faces - Aelin?

So this is my theory:

You know how we are getting a follow up book for TOG soon that is supposed to be about a librarian documenting and interviewing people in Terrasan after the war has ended and Aelin is now officially Queen. What if this is a sneak peak of the title of that book that’s going to be released in the next year or so. “The Queen of Many Faces” .... about Aelin!!!

I’m a modern woman and all, but the minute you stick an early 1800s love story with dancing and chaste flirtation and dashing men in their regency era clothing in front of me I am fucking GONE

Petition for Maas to write another 900+ page book that’s just the smut scenes missing from “Kingdom of Ash”

- Lorcan “Death Incarnate” Salvaterre

Feyre: The stars are so pretty tonight!

Rhys: You know what else is pretty?

Feyre: * blushes *

Aelin: * appears shooting across the sky* ME BITCHES

💫

Lorcan slid his other arm around Elide, bringing his mouth close to her ear he said “you have to let me go.”

“No.”

“You have to, Elide. I’m too heavy and without my weight, you might make it to the keep in time.”

“No.” The salt of her tears filled his nose.

Lorcan brushed his mouth over her damp cheek… “I love you,” he whispered in Elide’s ear. “I have loved you from the moment you picked up that axe to slay the Ilken.” Her tears flowed past him in the wind. “And I will be with you…” His voice broke, but he made himself say the words, the truth in his heart. “I will be with you always.”

So Lorcan kissed Elide’s cheek again, allowed himself to breath in her scent one last time. “I love you,” he repeated and began to withdraw his arms from around her waist.

“No.”

ELORCAN IS CANON OMG THAT WAS THE BEST SCENE OF THE BOOK IM CALLING IT OHMYLORD

I felt the exact same way!!! Seriously, the most heart racing scene of the series for me.

Moonbeam.

— Rowan’s “We found you” gift to Aelin

“The useless sentries in the watchtower are now all half in love with you,” he lied. “One said he wanted to marry you.”

A low snarl. He yielded a foot but held eye contact with her as he grinned. “But you know what I told them? I said that they didn’t stand a chance in hell. Because I am going to marry you,” he promised her. “One day. I am going to marry you. I’ll be generous and let you pick when, even if it’s ten years from now. Or twenty. But one day, you are going to be my wife.”

He shrugged. “Princess Lysandra Ashryver sounds nice, doesn’t it?”

Yes it does

Always a reblog

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Goodnight Cassian

Chapter 2: Goodnight Cassian

A Nessian Fan Fiction: Characters all belong to Sarah J Maas and her book series A Court of Thorns and Roses. This Story takes place after ACOFAS and after Chapter 1: What Box sweetheart?  Multiple POV’s, taking place in the Illyrian camp Windhaven, Nesta and Cassian are living together at the behest of the high lord and lady of the night court.   Word Count: 2173

Tagging by request or interest from the first chapter: @fucking-winchester-trash, @rhysanoodle, @velarxs, @urbisie, @howtotameyourillyrian, @illyrianbeauty, @lady-katkat,@photofeesh, @study-read-repeat @verifiefangirl​, @queen-archeron,@bookofmirth, @aqueentorattlestars, @acoaas @nephelle–warrior-scribe @librarian-of-velaris @anoverstuffedkindle, @miladyaelin, 

(Just let me know if you wish to be added/removed from this list - I mucked it up, so I hope I managed to get everyone who wanted to be tagged).

Also - because you are all so lovely, i’ll try to release the next chapter tomorrow. 

Nesta

Nesta closed the bedroom door behind her, threw the furs on the bed and lit the lamp readying herself for bed. The room was sparse, a few pillows on the small bed and an aged oak dresser on the opposite wall. It was a lot nicer than her slum in Velaris and more private than the cottage she shared with her family. At least she had her own room here. New illyrian leathers lay draped on her reading chair, yet to be used, given to her when she left Velaris. Walking over to them she pushed them aside and ran her long fingers over the elegant embossed fabric of the chair, feeling the intricate swirls in the pale grey and blue fabric. Eyes shuttered as she moved her hand over the dark wood carvings near the top of the chair. It was the most comfortable piece of furniture she had ever owned. She used to spend hours reading in it at the house of wind. Nesta was unsure who had orchestrated events to make this particular piece of furniture appear here; but she was grateful.

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