#Elriel

[nikachansstuff]

This right here is the Elriel bible. The whole timeline and relationship development!

The Progression of Elain and Azriel’s Relationship.

Let me preface this by saying this is LONG. 

After a second read through of ACOSF, I really think it’s clear that Elriel will be featured in the next book. Sooo, book by book, I’ve complied excerpts that show the progression of Elain and Azriel’s relationship and why I think the next book will feature them. I’m not going to be adding a lot of commentary, just my general interpretation of the scene. The excerpts speak for themselves. 

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[lovelyfawnxx]

Solstice with the faemily 🎄✨❄️

✨ solstice prompt for feysand month

🎨 art by bychoggy

❄️ commissioned by me, @saraannereads, @theseersgarden and botannical_brinn

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[bright-side20]

The easiest thing SJM could have done is send Azriel to look for Vassa, since that's literally his job, and let Lucien rescue Elain to build their relationship. Instead, she wrote an epic scene of Az going feral to rescue Elain and wondered if the Lord of Fire and the Bird of Flame had found each other.

[rae2velarisart]

Happy Elriel Winter Solstice ❤️

This is a piece I've been working on for a while, but I'm ready to let it fly with Azriel and Elain over Velaris. ❤️

Elain said to Azriel, perhaps the only two civilized ones here, “Can you truly fly?”

He set down his fork, blinking. I might have even called him self-conscious. He said, “Yes. Cassian and I hail from a race of faeries called Illyrians. We’re born hearing the song of the wind.”

“That’s very beautiful,” she said. “Is it not—frightening, though? To fly so high?”

“It is sometimes,” Azriel said.

I would adore seeing a beautiful flying moment with Azriel and Elain in the next book, with Elain enjoying the freedom of flying while Azriel admired her beauty. 🥹❤️

All characters belong to SJM

Art by me Rae2Velaris

[tswaney17]

❄️𝓗𝓪𝓹𝓹𝔂 𝓢𝓸𝓵𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓬𝓮!❄️

We are so excited to share this artwork featuring Elain and Azriel enjoying a peaceful, intimate moment in the snow, while sharing a cup of hot cocoa. We are so grateful to have worked with the talented @/govallesart who took this idea and truly turned it into something incredible. Thank you, lovely, for bringing this gorgeous piece to life!! 💖🦇🌸

𝗗𝗼 𝗡𝗼𝘁 𝗥𝗲𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘁

🎨: @/govallesart

Commissioned: me | @silverlinedeyes | mtolympuslibrary (IG) | @123moiaussi

Characters belong to @therealsarahjmaas & bloomsbury

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[kopfkino-o]

Three Sisters: The Beacons of Change

Been a minute since I yapped on the internet and I’m bored on a long layover so here we go! A few housekeeping items before we dig in:

This post is pro Nesta, Feyre, and Elain. I love them all.

Some of the discourse involves pro-Elriel ramblings. This post is largely about Elain herself, so I’ll be including her general tag in this post, but wanted to make note of the Elriel discourse in case that isn’t your cuppa.

A huge shoutout to @jasmineandcedar and @nikachansstuff for the inspiration on this post. Their post/comment largely inspired this.

My thoughts are never coherent and all of this is just my opinion. Also I didn't edit this whatsoever lmao.

If any of these things aren’t for you, no worries, but peace out Girl Scout, keep on keeping you're peace. If you're interested and ready to read more then let's get on into it!

One interesting theme I picked up on within the ACOTAR series is change. More specifically, inciting change on not only a personal level, but also on the societal level. And I’m of the mind that each sister is meant to spark some sort of change, both within themselves as they get their healing arc, but also within the greater Prythian society as they come into power.

Let’s start with Feyre darling.

The First High Lady

Before Feyre came to Prythian, before her story, there were no High Ladies. Or at least the history of them were lost to society as we learned in the CC3 series. Females were not welcome to the role of 'High Lady'. They were not equals to the High Lords, even as their mates.

But with Feyre’s rebirth, with her sacrifice as the Curse Breaker, she rose to power in a way that changed fae society. She was the first High Lady. And we can see that this change spread with Viviane becoming the High Lady of Winter.

Feyre, as a monarch, represents ruling power. The power to command. She is the Crown. And with her character arc she brought change to Prythian in that she opened the door for other High Ladies to take their thrones. She challenged the misogynic lens on which Prythian viewed political leaders and proved that women can have their own political power.

The Valkyrie Reborn

Before Nesta, before her being Made, the Valkyries were lost to the world. The systems in place, largely those in Illyria as we saw in the forefront of her novel, believed women couldn’t be warriors. That they were lesser, weaker.

But with Nesta’s healing, and the revival of the Valkyries alongside Emerie and Gwyn, she challenged this. A challenge that was overcome in the Blood Rite.

With Nesta, she proved that women can have physical power. That they can be warriors. She brought about the rebirth of the Valkyries: an all female army. She challenged yet another societal (and misogynistic) standard within Prythian.

The Bondbreaker

Warning: Pro-Elriel content below

Like her sisters, I think Elain Archeron will also challenge an aspect of Prythian society. But the way she changes society and challenges it will be different than that of her sister's. Like Elain's personality, I believe her own defiance will be softer. Rooted in the heart and emotions.

But damn will it be a choice that radiates through the narrative.

As it stands in Prythian, mating bonds are sacred. Holy. They’re something not to be questioned, no matter what. As we learn from Rhys, some mates aren’t even true matches in spirit, but the bond is regarded so highly that females accept it any way, despite what they want for themselves for their lives. For their hearts.

Tamlin's parents and Rhysand's own mother and father are excellent examples of mated pairs who aren't "true pairings of souls". And I'd argue that SJM introduced these pairings to the narrative as a way to hold a mirror up to Elain's own mating bond.

I believe Elain will challenge this societal standard by rejecting her mating bond. Autonomy and freewill is a huge theme with her character and rejecting the bond would be the culmination of this. More of my yapping on this can be found here.

Elain's choice would also be a sign to other females with unwanted bonds that they too have a choice. That the bonds don’t always know best. That perhaps the Cauldron doesn't always know best. Elain’s rejection of the bond would spark change in Prythian, just like her sister’s arcs sparked change.

Note: Yapped a bit about the lore drops in CC3 and the implications of it in my post here. I personally believe there's two forces warring in the Cauldron (the Mother v. the Asteri's corruption) and believe it raises some interesting implications...

The TLDR: Each Sister is a Beacon of Change

Feyre, the monarch, challenged the system surrounding females in positions in power. With her, the role of High Ladies was reborn and the stigma in Prythian surrounding female leaders was fought.

Nesta, the warrior, challenged existing systems surrounding the strength and validity of female warriors. Through her, the Valkyries were reborn.

With Elain, I theorize that she'll lead a quieter rebellion. But one long overdue. She'll challenge the issue of fate, of the Cauldron's eddies and the Mother's will, over the heart. She'll challenge the heart. The bond. And stand in defiance of it.

okkk bye!

[rizzoreads88]

✨Elain & Azriel at Starfall on Winter Soltice✨

“And I think Elain—Elain would like it, too. Though she’d probably cling to Azriel, just to have some peace and quiet.” I smiled at the thought—at how handsome they would be together” A Court of Mist and Fury

Art by Sirenaariant.

Commissioned by Me.

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[shadowsatdawnx]

you know when people start saying “just because rhys forbade elain and azriel from seeing each other doesn’t make it forbidden!” we’ve completely lost the plot

[greenleaf777]

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[nikethestatue]

When Azriel tilted Elain's face THE WAY HE WANTED IT.

Azriel's hand slid up her neck, burying in her thick hair. Tilting her face the way he wanted it.

What is sexier than this??????

[lovemyromance]

"Why would SJM even mention Gwyn's pliant bones if she wasn't hinting at her future ability to carry Azriel's winged babies??" - an actual GA argument that I thought was long dead

I think the irony of this is so funny because Gwyn literally says "who cares about that" and apparently ALL HER FANS have latched onto that 😭😭 they cares 😭😭

Not to mention - NESTA LITERALLY TELLS US WHY SJM even mentioned that. To explain why Gwyn is good at training. It is in the books. It is on the page - literally THE next sentence.

It's not a hint at Gwyn's ability to carry Azriel's children. It's not a hint at Gwynriel. It's not a hint at anything.

It is QUITE clearly about her abilities in training.

Or is Nesta just an unreliable narrator in this case?

Literally begging the GAs to put this argument to bed. SJM is NOT the type of writer to hint at the future of a couple through the woman's ability to bear his children.

She's literally adopted herself. She wrote a whole rant via Bryce in CC about how women SHOUDLNT be reduced to breeding mares and have their worth tied to their ability to have children. That was for the GAs but looks like they pick and choose what counts as SJM clues in other books.

[gilde-in-shade]

azriel rescue elain ✨🦇🥀

By : GiS

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Elain frowned, brushing her damp hair from her face with the back of her hand. She hated how it clung to her skin, making it harder to focus. Her breath came faster as she backed up, sliding the dagger into the sheath on her thigh. Her fingers trembled from the effort of their session as she reached up to tie her hair back.

Her arms lifted as her fingers gathered her hair, the cool air brushing her skin as she revealed the graceful curve of her neck. She pulled the ribbon tight, letting her fingers linger for a moment longer than necessary, caressing softly her skin.

There. She felt it, his gaze. Heavy. Burning. His eyes focused on her neck, as if he were carving the image into his memory. And she, though she wouldn’t admit it aloud, secretly enjoyed baring her neck in front of him, knowing exactly how much it unraveled him.

Azriel stood frozen a few feet away, his dagger held loosely in one hand, his knuckles white from the force of his grip. He looked like a male at war with himself, his chest rising and falling too evenly, as if he were trying to control his breathing.

“You’re staring again,” she said softly, her brown eyes meeting his.

Azriel didn’t flinch, didn’t look away. “Am I?”

She stepped closer to him, her fingers brushing the slit of her skirt where it swayed lightly with her movements.

“You always do that,” she murmured, a soft blush creeping up her cheeks ,her voice barely above a breath. “When I style my hair up.”

This time, he didn’t even try to hide it. His gaze dropped to her neck, tracing the line of her throat, lingering just below her ear where her pulse pounded, then down to the swell of her breasts. Heat spread through her, as his eyes lifted back to hers, dark and filled with hunger. She loved the way he looked at her, like she was the only thing he desired in the world.

Elain swallowed, her throat dry. For just a moment, she let herself wonder what would happen if he stepped closer. If his hands reached for her. If his lips followed the path his eyes had taken.

As if he read her mind, Azriel moved, sliding his dagger into its sheath. His steps were silent as he closed the distance between them.

Elain moved back until her back hit the wall. She gasped softly when his hands captured hers, pinning them gently but firmly against the stone behind her.

Her heart raced as he leaned in, his body close enough for her to feel the heat of him, his cedar scent enveloping her. His wings flaring slightly.

“You know what you’re doing,” he murmured.

She did. She knew exactly what she was doing.

“Tell me to stop,” he said, his breath warm as the tip of his nose grazed her cheek.

She didn’t. Instead, she tilted her head, exposing her neck in silent invitation.

His head dipped, and she felt him inhale, the warmth of his breath brushing her skin before his lips followed. They were soft, brushing over her throat with a featherlight touch that made her shudder. He stayed there for a moment his breath uneven.

Then he started kissing her along her jaw moving slowly down until he found the soft curve of her collarbone. She bit her lip as his tongue flicked over the spot, then dragged up from her collarbone in a slow, torturous glide that sent a shiver down her spine. He licked her like he was savoring every moment. He stopped for a second, pulling back just enough to look at her, his eyes smoldering with desire "Honey, you taste like honey."

Her head fell back against the wall, knees barely holding her up . She gasped, the sound turning into a quiet moan as his teeth scraped along a sensitive spot on her neck. She arched into him, pressing closer as his low growl made heat pool deep inside her. His hands released hers only to grip her bare thigh, pulling her more against him.She could feel the hardness of him against her stomach, and her body betrayed her completely, trembling against him. Her fingers gripped his biceps, desperate for more. She could feel him holding back, the way his muscles were tense ,the sharpness of his breaths against her skin.

Her nails digged into his leathers as he continued, his lips and tongue working their way down to her breasts, the neckline of her dress slipping off her shoulder...

And then, a shadow curled around Azriel’s ear, whispering something Elain couldn’t hear.

He froze.

She felt the change instantly,the way his hands fell from her, the sudden stillness in his body. When he pulled back, his face was unreadable, but his eyes... his eyes were dark and wild, filled with everything he hadn’t allowed himself to take.

“We’re needed,” he said, his gaze fixed on the red marks he’d left on her skin.

“By who?” she asked, adjusting her dress.

“Rhys,” he answered.

[realfae12]

Elain: I can’t believe we are locked in this room together

Azriel: *throwing the key out of the window* yeah, truly unfortunate

[duskcowboy]

Rhys forbade Az from pursuing Elain and people think he’s just gonna…listen to him? 🤨🤨🤨

[acourtofquietdreamers]

Happy anniversary to Elain making Azriel laugh more joyous than we’ve ever seen and for making his eyes brighter than ever before 💖

No one affects Azriel like Elain Archeron does 🥹