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Pairing: Nessian

Rating: E (Explicit)

Chapters: 1/5

Summary: When her long-time partner bails on the business trip they had planned for weeks, Nesta Archeron finds herself in a bit of a bind. Finding someone to go to Italy with her for a week is easy, but finding someone who is also willing to make content with her for her adult social media platform? A little more difficult. Or, it should be, until Cassian comes to the rescue.

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The sliding glass door rolled shut behind her, as Nesta stepped down to the patio. Elain had clearly attempted to decorate it, with vases of her favorite flowers placed at even intervals along the table, fairy lights strung up on the lattice roof overhead. But Nesta suspected Feyre and Cassian had dug their hands into the boxes of decorations, as well, because the lights along the railings were unevenly spaced, and the paper lanterns remained in a squashed heap in the corner.

And Azriel sat, his own crumpled heap, in one of the patio chairs with a bottle of cider in his hand.

"Hey," he said, turning to look as Nesta pulled out a chair beside him.

"Hi," Nesta returned.

She liked Azriel. It was simple, around him. Quiet.

And for a while, they said nothing else. Azriel continued drinking, and Nesta closed her eyes. Allowing the sunshine to fall over her cheeks. From beneath the table, she hooked her toe behind the leg of the chair across from her and tugged it closer so that she could kick off her shoes and prop her feet up.

"When do you leave?" Azriel asked.

Nesta opened her eyes, rolling her head over to look at him. For a second, she wondered if he was asking when she would leave the house and head back home. She was relatively confident in the fact that Azriel would be the last one to judge her for leaving early.

But after a second of staring at him, Nesta realized he meant the trip.

Nesta groaned, rolling her eyes as she turned to look back up at the fairy lights overhead.

"I might not be going, actually," Nesta muttered. She sank down lower into her chair.

Azriel sat up slightly, holding the bottle of his drink loosely over the arm of his chair.

"Did something happen?" He asked.

And then something sparked inside of her. An idea.

Nesta carefully pulled her feet down from the other chair, and sat up to face Azriel fully. She leaned forward, ensuring that the front of her dress was perfectly in his view, and gave him a distant, regretful smile.

"No one to go with me," she said. "I can't exactly go on a business trip all alone, can I?"

Azriel raised an eyebrow. She knew he would be able to see right through her. She wasn't exactly making it difficult for him, either.

But at the end of the day, Nesta had a tragically short list of options. She was supposed to be on a plane and flying to Italy in less than a week, and her partner had withdrawn at the last minute. It was no secret–to anyone���what Nesta's job was.

"Can't you?" Azriel asked, his eyes narrowing as he took a swig of his drink. Nesta watched his throat bob, and leaned forward to stroke a finger down his arm. 

She smiled. "Maybe. But it would be such a waste of a gorgeous location, if I was all by myself. Right?"

What she didn't say was that it would also be a waste of money. The trip was expensive, and while the profits from the content she filmed were supposed to more than make up for it, solo content just didn't rake in the same amount of viewers and subscribers as her content with Eris did. And she would be damned if she went back to Eris and asked for a refund.

"Gorgeous view," Azriel shrugged, "gorgeous girl. I'm not seeing the problem."

Nesta sighed, eyes drifting down from Azriel's face to where her finger was still tracing shapes over his arm. He was pretty. And that voice? She wondered if filming with him wouldn't gain her even more subscribers than filming with Eris ever had. If that dark aura, omnipresent around him, wouldn't draw people in through a screen just as well as it did in real life.

Nesta flicked her eyes up towards him.

"You wouldn't be interested in a vacation," she asked. "Would you, Azriel?"

Azriel drained his drink, leaning forward to set the empty bottle on the table, though he didn't move his arm. Allowing her to continue caressing him. Drawing her finger down the length of his arm, and then across the knuckles on the back of his hand.

"To Italy?" Azriel asked. He leaned back in his chair, and closed his eyes. "Who picked that?"

Nesta frowned a bit. Not exactly the response she was hoping for.

"Eris," she said.

Azriel's eyes split open. He looked at her, a muscle working in his jaw, but otherwise his face was perfectly impassive.

"And now he can't go?" He asked.

Nesta's brows drew together. Fuck.

"No."

Azriel hummed, looking back up towards the sky. "So you two aren't working together anymore?"

"Do you want to go with me or not, Az?" Nesta snapped. She snatched her hand away from his arm and sat up.

"It's a tempting offer, Nesta," Azriel said. He shrugged. "But I'm a bit camera shy."

The scream was already built up in her throat, this tight knot that burned and it was entirely misplaced–because really, it wasn’t Azriel's fault that he had his heart set on the most emotionally unavailable man in the city aside from himself–but she felt it boiling over. She could have broken something.

But the door gently slid open, and Cassian strode into view.

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The idea of rival vigilantes nessian consumes me. They're just so hot in skin tight suits. The sexual tension will bring the city to its knees!

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Reminder that Azriel physically stopped Cassian from eating because Elain wasn’t seated at the table yet.

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New Mature Content Warning Overlay (And How to Get Rid of It)

More fun community label "features"! Unlike the new mandatory label for #NSFW, this one is a bigger deal to me because it affects my entire blog and it can't be avoided by just using a different tag.

Apparently on custom blog layouts, if you happen to post or reblog even a SINGLE post that's been flagged with the mature content community label, a full-page warning overlay will appear blurring out your entire blog that must be manually clicked through every single time the page is refreshed. At first I thought this was just a bug due to my older layout but I've come to realize it's not. It's a feature (as confirmed by this recent changes post) that affects all custom themes. The formatting will vary based on your own theme but here's what it looks like on my blog:

I don't know about you but I find this is stupid and annoying. If it could be dismissed once and never seen again that might be one thing, but that's not the case. The vast majority of my blog is not "mature" enough to warrant such an aggressive and invasive warning. I also think pop-ups are obnoxious in general and I'll be damned if tumblr's going to force me to have one on MY blog.

After some desperate googling for a known workaround and being unable to find even a single mention of it, I decided to take on the challenge myself. I'm not a theme coder, so apologies if there's a better way to do this, but luckily it only took me like 10 minutes to figure out a simple fix, which I'm now sharing with anyone else who may want it:

.community-label-cover__wrapper {display: none}

Just copypaste that somewhere in your CSS and goodbye pop-up!

If you're not sure how to access your theme code, check out this help article. You can also add the code via the Advanced Options menu, which is actually even better (if you can get it to work, it depends on how your theme was coded), because it will then automatically be reapplied to a lot of themes without having to remember to manually add it every time if you change your theme in the future.

Obviously this will only remove it from your own blog for anyone who may visit it. If you never want to see this warning again on other people's blogs you can also add this custom filter to your ad block:

tumblr.com##.community-label-cover__wrapper

Unfortunately I do not have an easy tutorial on hand for this one as the method will depend on your specific ad block app or extension.

Some additional notes:

After adding the theme code and saving the changes, give it a minute to update as it sometimes takes a little while for the page to refresh.

The warning overlay only seems to appear if a "mature" post is on the FIRST page of your blog, which is still annoying and makes the whole thing even more pointless and stupid because what if someone visits any other page of your blog, and oh no, happens to see "mature" content they weren't warned about?!

The warning also appears on direct links to "mature" posts.

This hack has NOTHING to do with entire blogs that have been flagged as NSFW. It only works for non-flagged blogs with custom themes that happen to have individual "mature" posts.

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@officialvalkyrieweek | Valkyrie Week: Day 06 - Valkyries  

Nesta opened the brown paper and beheld a stack of pagesfilled with writing. At the top of the first page, it merely said, ChapterTwenty-One. Sheread the first few lines beneath it, then nearly dropped the pages. “This—thisis about us.”

Gwyn beamed. “I convinced Merrill to add us into thepenultimate chapter. She even let me write it—with her ownannotations, of course. But it’s about therebirth of the Valkyries. About what we’re doing.”

Nesta had no words. Emerie’s hands were once more shaking asshe leafed through the pages. “You had this much to sayabout us?” Emerie said,choking on a laugh.

Gwyn rubbed her hands together. “With more to come.”

Nesta read a line at random on the fifth page. Whether thesun beat hot on their brows or freezing rain turned their bones toice, Nesta, Emerie, and Gwyneth arrived atpractice each morning, ready to …

The back of her throat ached; her eyes stung. “We’re in a book.”

Gwyn’s fingers slid into hers, squeezing tight. Nestalooked up to find her holding Emerie’s free hand as well. Gwyn smiledagain, her eyes bright. “Our stories are worthtelling.”

- ACOSF

Art by: _inkye

Commissioned by: @melphss & @llibiarts

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i think i need to be the change in the word i need.

and by that i mean i need to write ACOTAR 'just the tip' fic.

my vote is az, but i think cassian would also work. anyone else we'd think would be better?

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This is important data I need to gather for my @erisweek2023 modern AU fic:

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Smoke break - Bryce Quinlan and Ruhn Danaan from Crescent City series by Sarah J. Maas

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Slowly getting back to my SJM tarot card project!

This time we got the first sketch of Hunt from Crecent City as the judgement card, because this scene absolutely broke me 🥲

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I know this sounds insane, but...

Danika Fendyr is the 7th Asteri, and quite literally, lives on inside of Bryce's heart.

SPOILERS FOR CC AND ACOTAR!

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I have long since believed that when a character in the SJM universe dies, they are reincarnated into the next world.

The most solid proof of this is the Bone Carver. When he first meets Feyre, he asks her multiple questions about her death; whether she saw a "portal" into a new world, and if she was given a new "body."

Then in HOSAB, the concept of going somewhere else when you die is brought up several times.

For example, Bryce questions it:

And even the River Queen suggests that there is a new world after death:

This quote cements it further; the way for one's soul to travel in and out of the world, is through birth and death.

And, let's not forget Cassian's famous quote about finding Nesta in the "next world," and the "next life."

Yet most importantly of all, in the ACOTAR world, we witness Starfall. It is said to be souls migrating.

This is further backed up by CC2, when we learn that the Asteri have been stealing 'secondlight' (a term for people's souls), which aligns with Rhys's observations that the stars in Starfall have been dwindling in number's each year.

But, for the purpose of this theory, the most important point is this; everyone's soul is literally a STAR.

It's for this reason, that I believe everyone possesses a star in their chest; it is their SOUL.

So, what is Bryce's power then?

We are lead to believe that Bryce's power - the Starborn power - is a star in her chest. That's true, but I don't think it's the full picture.

If our souls are stars, then I believe that Bryce's power is simply being able to wield the light of her own soul. Essentially, Bryce can pull her soul out of her own chest.

As further proof of this, recall that the very first time we see Bryce use her Starborn power, it was said that a "lock" clicked open in Bryce's HEART and SOUL.

And I mean, look at Bryce's chest on the cover of HOEAB:

Queen Theia.

With this in mind, and knowing that reincarnation is highly likely; Aidas mentioning that Bryce and Theia's light is the same "hue," and that "Bryce's light is Theia's light" - is very interesting.

Again, if souls are indeed stars, and the star that Bryce wields is the same as Theia's - this suggests that their souls are one and the same. That Bryce literally possesses Theia's soul; she is her reincarnation.

There's a bunch of evidence to point to this being correct, but the most pointed is the HOSAB scene in the gym; Bryce has a feeling that she is falling through "time and space;" but that she wanted to stay in "this body," and "this place."

But, as insane as this sounds - I don't believe that Theia is the only soul inside of Bryce's chest. I think someone else is there too...

Danika Fendyr.

I have always suspected that Danika was also someone powerful, reborn again. This suspicion grew stronger when I realised that the "ancient alphabet" that Danika used to tattoo Bryce, was actually wyrdmarks.

However, it was this parallel that cemented it for me;

At the end of HOEAB, Bryce looks towards the Bone Quarter and can see the 6 members of the Pack of Devils. However, the 7th member, Danika, is now gone.

What does this sound like...?

The Asteri. 6 remaining, the 7th gone.

The 7th Asteri.

I believe that Danika was a reincarnation of the 7th Asteri - Sirius.

In real life, Sirius was often known as the "Morning Star."

What does the name "Danika" mean...?

Morning Star.

Further, recall that Bryce and Danika each traded their own souls to the Under King to save each other. I truly believe that when Danika died, her soul, or a part of it, *literally* lives on within Bryce's chest/heart.

And... this is HOW THEY DID THE DROP.

In HOEAB, it is stated that the Drop is the act of plummeting into your own soul;

Who does Bryce find when she does the Drop, right into her own chest (despite it being... impossible?)

DANIKA!

And, right before Bryce ascends back up, Danika says "even if you can't see me, I will always be with you."

Bryce then says, "she had never been alone, she never would be - NOT WITH DANIKA WITHIN HER HEART" !!

Although you may argue that this was merely just a figure of speech - I don't think it is.

Because, recall that when the Prime of the Wolves witnessed Bryce racing around to defeat the demons at the end of HOEAB, he said that "one wolf remained" in the Old Square. Sabine assumes that he must be mistaken; that he is instead registering Danika's sword that Bryce is holding. But, the Prime of the Wolves looks at Bryce, and then points to his HEART AND CHEST, and then calls Bryce a "TRUE WOLF."

And again, in the next book, the Prime once again calls Bryce a wolf, whilst pointing to his chest/heart.

But he's not referring to Bryce,

HE'S REFERRING TO DANIKA!

And, who was Sirius the Asteri known as?

THE WOLF STAR.

This explains why, after the Drop, Bryce seemingly inherited the *identical* power of the Asteri overnight (something I had already made a theory about - the resemblance was just uncanny).

It's because of DANIKA'S SOUL! (And likely also the Horn and the Synth; but, both were orchestrated by, you guessed it, DANIKA!)

This is why Jesiba told Bryce that she won't find any traces of Danika in the Bone Quarter; because her soul is literally within Bryce.

And, if you still don't believe it, then recall when Bryce found out that Baxian was Danika's mate. To present proof, Baxian revealed the tattoo Danika gave him; again, of the infamous words "through love, all is possible."

Bryce then says this - and the wording here is very important - the tattoo was "one last clue from Danika, to LOOK WHERE SHE'D STAMPED THE PHRASE."

Where had Danika put the tattoo?

ON HIS HEART!

"Through love, all is possible."

Through LOVE - through BRYCE'S HEART - the impossible has been made possible.

I think it was a literal clue; the heart and soul - where love resides - is where Danika has always been.

Interestingly, Baxian also tells us that Danika was trying to find a way into a "new world."

And where has Bryce just recently landed? Prythian. A new world.

The impossible, made possible.

Sirius and Orion.

I also believe that Hunt is the reincarnation, or possesses the soul of Thurr; who was a powerful God (that's for another theory post...). It's why Bryce says, countless times, that Hunt and Thurr look *identical.*

I am inclined to think that in some way, Thurr and Sirius, or Thurr and the wolves were connected; perhaps the wolves protected Thurr, or were his loyal servants.

Because that's exactly how the mythology around the Orion and Sirius constellations goes; Sirius was immortalised in the sky to keep watch, and guard Orion.

Perhaps it is not just Bryce that has been looking out for Hunt, but Danika too.

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Tumblr book girlies need to get a hold of daddy arioch from helfyre/honey by mariel pomeroy. Az, xaden, etc HAVE NOTHING on him. They don't even know.

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Hunt and Bryce - Crescent City

Artist: @fiona.francois.art

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I took a “break” from my comic to draw this sequence based on a really sexy reel I saw on Insta.  I think you can feel my impatience to get back to Elriel, especially in how his wings were drawn.

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tharion when he found out that ithan was going to be moving in with ruhn, dec, and flynn

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.｡*ﾟ+.*.｡ teddy bear | hunt athalar x fem!reader

a/n: I had this idea for a while and even though it's not as long as I thought it would be, it's still very cute to me. @estevnys here is a small blurb of what I think the angel would be like while tending to you during that time of the month.

warning(s): mention of pain, fluff, period talk, swearing, etc.

wc: 500+

Everything. Fucking. Hurts! You would rather die than have to deal with cramps from Hel. Hunt was still on a mission with Ruhn, and you didn’t know when he would be home. You need your angel teddy bear, but you refrain from calling him. 

Soft, comforting music sounded from your Bluetooth speakers. Its melody soothed your mind, and the heating pad barely touched your abdomen's stabbing sensation. A small whimper emerges as another wave of pain hits you. You were going to make yourself some food, but there’s too much pain to even function. 

Why did the gods give you this damn curse of being a female? 

Hours pass by, and the front door opens. You want to get up, but the pain prevents you from moving. “Sweetheart?” You could cry now that he’s home. 

“In here,” you croak out. A few seconds pass, and the bedroom door opens. You smile weakly at the angel. 

The bed dips from his weight as he sits beside you, “What’s wrong, sweetheart?”

Another wave of pain hits you, and you whimper as you grab your stomach. That’s when it hits him.

Instantly he is up and changing into different clothes, then into bed with you. He gently pulls you into his side and kisses your head. You let out a sigh of contentment and snuggle closer to him. Both of you have a running joke about him being your space heater.

“How was the mission? Did you find anything?” 

He sighs and smoothes down your hair, “Yes, and all the evidence is at the Aux with Ruhn. It’s okay now.” You breathe a sigh of relief. The Asteri had information about the different worlds and neglected to share the information with the other leaders. Hunt had explained that he and Danaan had been planning that mission for a while, ever since the Autumn King mentioned the evidence. 

Everyone, even you, has been curious about parallel worlds. You look up and raise a brow, “You’re not gonna tell me anything, are you?” His answering smirk says everything. He can’t tell you a single thing until the all clear. 

Your stomach growls, and he looks down at you, “Have you not eaten yet?” You mentally cringe because you know he’s adamant about you eating three meals a day, which you haven’t done since he’s been gone. You’ve been in too much pain to eat, and it’s already midnight, so it’s too late to eat. 

“No, my pain has been too bad for me to eat. I can’t eat when I’m in pain.” You know him well enough that it won’t be a good enough excuse for not eating. He hums. He gently untangles himself from you and leaves the room. No doubt that he’s on his way to cook you up something. 

Ten minutes pass, and he still isn’t in bed with you. You’re not in a severe amount of pain right now, so you pad your way into the kitchen. Whatever he’s making smells delicious. You go to his side and rest your head on his arm as he stirs the contents in a pot. Then you realize what it is. It’s spaghetti, your favorite food. 

Anything related to pasta is your favorite, and he knows that fact. 

“You didn’t have to do this,” you say as the scent of the pasta enters your nose. 

“I know, but you’re hungry.” He kisses the top of your head and turns off the stovetop. “Do you want to sit on the couch and eat or eat in bed?” 

“Bed.”