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Lucien showing up at Helion’s court:

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DADDY RUHN!!!!

Crown prince of the Valbaran Fae

Art by: Neural_art_v

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Is this their idea of role play?

Rhysand: For self-defence reasons, I’m going to pretend to be a burglar and you guys have to act wisely

Cassian: Okay

Azriel: Sure

Rhysand: If you want to live give me all your money

Cassian: Bold of you to assume I have money

Azriel: Bold of you to assume I want to live

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Hello! I saw your post so here I am with a prompt. Could you give me Azriel and Nesta? I ship them so much, I would love them, it could be them bonding over trauma with fire or anything you can think of!

I hope you have a great day!

Nesta stared into the flames, the crackling of the logs didn't bother her anymore. It still reminded of the day her father died but she was able to cope. Entering the sitting room quietly, Azriel shook her out of her reverie.

"I thought you had gone to bed."

She smiled at the Shadowsinger, "I know it sounds silly but sometimes I have trouble falling asleep when Cassian is gone."

Her eyes returned to the flames and his followed as he stood next to her. "It's not silly. You've been together for a while. I'm sure he misses you just as much."

"Still?" she asked.

He smirked, "I think you know the answer. Has ever ever made you doubt? About anything?"

She raised an eyebrow. "I question his sanity daily."

Azriel laughed softly. After a moment in companionable silence he asks, "I've caught you staring at the fire a few times recently, are you thinking of your father?"

Azriel knew about her aversion to fire after her father's death. She had told him one Winter Solstice years ago after everyone had passed out for the evening. She sighed, "I was. I honestly thought I could never be around a fire again." Her eyes slid to his scarred hands.

"What about you? Were you afraid of fire?"

"Yes," he replied after a moment. "For a short while. I realized my fear wasn't of the flames, it was of my brothers and what they did and that fear turned to rage."

She didn't look at him when her eyes glassed over, not with pity or sadness but with anger at an act that took place long before she came into this world. She understood the rage, the anger, the weakness. Blinking the sheen of moisture from her eyes, she met his gaze.

"The rage is why we're still here. Why we'll always be here."

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My first fic is posted!

https://at.tumblr.com/frictionandfluff/looking-for-prompts/mx6b49iwfkdo

I'm easing back into writing so I would love some prompts for some quick fics for characters in ACOTAR and Crescent City. No prompt or ship will be denied! I'm not very well known in this fandom so a signal boost would be lovely.

I'm finally evicting my uterus on Feb 13 and need something to help keep me busy during my recovery.

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Looking for prompts!

I am currently on house arrest for a couple of weeks while I recover from surgery and have decided to dip my toes back into the world of writing. I wanted to put out a few short fics prompted by my lovely Tumblr friends so send in your prompts with characters from ACOTAR and Crescent City! No ship will be denied! 

 I’m going to kick things off with my favorite crackship, Nessriel, because who wouldn’t want to see these three enjoy each other? This is one of the many scenarios involving them that have been living in my head rent free! This is the first thing I’ve written in years and I hope you like it!

A sore ankle had Nesta cooped up in the House of Wind while the Valkyries trained with Cassian and Azriel. She was sulking in the library, reading to distract herself from missing out and take her mind off the discomfort of her ankle. It seemed silly to skip training for a rolled ankle. While Az was wrapping it, he insisted that she stay in because it would only get worse, and with her fae healing, it would be better by the afternoon if she stayed off it.  

Now, she was remembering Az’s hands on her leg, ankle and foot while he ascertained the damage. She had tripped over the rug in the dining room, her fae grace seeming to have left her. In truth, she was distracted by the Shadowsinger reading at the table. His head was bent, and a few errant locks of his hair had drifted over his face begging to be pushed back and his long expanse of neck was just waiting to be nibbled on. Nesta was a happily mated female whose mate kept her completely satisfied but sometimes Az could just be so Godsdamned delicious her mind would wander. What would those scarred hands feel like all over her body?  

When she had entered the room, he was so focused he didn’t appear to notice her but when she tripped, he was instantly at her side, almost appearing annoyed he didn't get there before she hit the ground. Despite her protests he had scooped her up and carried her to the library, setting her gently on a sofa while he got supplies to wrap her ankle. He tenderly moved her ankle to see how badly she was hurt before he wrapped it, sliding his hand up her calf as he finished, sending a charge of lightning through her.  

She sighed and shook her head trying to physically shake the thoughts loose. Cassian had mentioned accounts of he and Az sharing females and had clearly noticed Nesta’s curiosity while recounting these memories. He would grin at her and tease her, threatening to invite Az to their bed when she was being extra demanding, telling her that Azriel had ways of shutting her smart mouth. That, of course, drove her wild.

“Is everything alright?” A low voice rumbled from the doorway.

Nesta snapped her head to Azriel’s, desperately hoping he couldn’t see the flush blooming on her cheeks or scent her arousal but from the tug at the corner of his mouth she knew he could. “Yes,” she replied with a confidence that betrayed her body.

“I was coming to check on you. Cass is wrapping up training. He’ll be here in bit. How’s the ankle?” He joined her on the sofa and gently pulled her foot into her lap.

She tensed a bit and he smiled at her, once again moving her foot. “Any pain?”

“No.” she whispered.

“Good.” His hand caressing her calf again.

“Getting started without me?” a playful voice asked.

Nesta looked up at her mate, blushing again, with a sheepish smile on her face. Azriel continued sliding his hand up her leg, watching her. She looked at him and then back at Cassian. The two males shared a conspiratorial grin and Nesta sighed in exasperation. “Seriously?” she asked.

“What?” Cass responded with mock innocence.  

“You knew?”  

Grinning at Az again as he bent over the back of the couch to run his nose along the column of her neck. “Knew what?” he murmured into her skin, his mouth following the trail his nose had made. “That you’d be disappointed about missing training and would require a private session with us?”

Nesta looked at Azriel again, his hand now on her thigh, squeezing teasingly. Her breathing shallowed and she turned her head to look at Cassian. “Seriously?” she repeated, this time it was more of a plea.

“Yes, sweetheart, however you want us.”

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I love this more than I should

Aaaand another case of Eris's clothes robbing me of my sleep. Next time I'm gonna put him in a tank top I swear.

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He could [redacted] me into oblivion, that's the truth.

Art by: celinelavenart

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It's Az's hand in Lucien's hair for me

Lucien, Elain and Azriel - A Court of Thorns and Roses

Artist: @fissart

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I'm absolutely feral for this male

Cass… *tries to catch breath* … Cassian!

The Lord of Bloodshed

Art: artworks_by_rokii

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I saw that you were getting prompts I would like to know if something is ok Elriel 👉🏻👈🏻 maybe something soft and fluffy from Elain telling Azriel that she will always choose to take him from fate, many thanks

PS: I hope everything goes well with your operation in February 🙏

I love it! I'll start posting after the 14th. Thank you!

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I'm easing back into writing so I would love some prompts for some quick fics for characters in ACOTAR and Crescent City. No prompt or ship will be denied! I'm not very well known in this fandom so a signal boost would be lovely.

I'm finally evicting my uterus on Feb 13 and need something to help keep me busy during my recovery.

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Agent Carter 1.01: Now Is Not The End (2015) dir. Louis D’Esposito Black Widow (2021) dir. Cate Shortland

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Reblog if you're a Slytherin.

gryffindor | ravenclaw | hufflepuff

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Don't come for this man. Ever.

i think about this a lot

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i often wonder how many ppl from 2012 tumblr are still active on here

are u also still here, lurking in the shadows????