#feyre 🦋

[princess-tulip-writes]

I neeeedddd you to write something about sugar baby reader and sugar mommy feyre and daddy Rhys

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summary: feyre and rhysand take their sugar baby and girlfriend lingerie shopping.

warnings: mentions of insecurities, sexual themes, more of a lesbian dynamic than poly tbh.

a/n: made this one longer than anticipated but oh well. hope you like it 💗

"can i get the pink one too?"

your voice was small, smaller than feyre would have hoped for someone shopping at valeris' most beautiful dress shop. her brow creased softly as she wondered if you were frightened of her but when her eyes landed on the scraps in your hands, she puzzled together why you had been so shy.

"of course, sweetheart." she said softly. "here, i'll hold them for you." she smiled gently, trying her best not to smirk or tease you as you shyly handed the lace set to her awaiting hand. you cheeks were tinted pink as you glanced around for her mate, worried that he would tease you with all these people around.

feyre picked up on your worries and placed hand on your shoulder to reassure you.

"don't be so scared, angel. it's just you and me, no one's even paying attention." she smiling softly to ease your mind; it worked.

you returned the smile and nodded in agreement before giving her cheek a thankful kiss, making her cheeks heat slightly and heart skip a beat at your affections.

"what else would you like to look at? we can get some more lingerie if you'd like, i know i would love to see in many different styles." she winked.

you habitually glanced around, looking to see if anyone heard your girlfriend'd playful banter, only to find the other shoppers busied with their own shopping.

'relax, my love.' she cooed in the walls of your racing mind, giving your mind a gentle caress.

"that, um, would be nice. i need some more pretty laces to wear for you guys." you mumbled shyly.

she smiled to herself before leading you to her favorite section. you picked through the racks, plucking some pieces that made feyre's breath hitch at the image of your plump figure in them when you presented them to her. you found shopping with her soothing after the population of the store went down, even picking a few sets for her that you knew would look ravishing on her. but, as an hour rolled by and you both had a pretty good pile in each of your arms, you wondered where the male you both loved was. come to think of it, you hadn't seen him since he wandered to the other side of the store after your arrival.

"this would look stunning on you, pretty dove." feyre purred as she held up a lavender nightie, a small smirk on her face as she sent the mental picture of the sheer gown adorned on you to rhysand.

"you think so?" you asked after examining the fabric yourself. "i don't know, my hips might look-"

"exquisite in that, little darling."

the voice behind you was of mist and shadows as he complimented you, and you nor feyre had to turn around in order to recognize it. the high lady glanced over her shoulder at him, rolling her eyes at the sight of the massive pile of lace scraps in his hands.

show off.

you met her gaze, and your jaw practically dropped once you caught sight of the heap drapped over his forearm. how it held up such weight so effortlessly, puzzled you.

"where have you been?" you asked, happy to see him after hours of his absence.

he smiled at your excitement.

"oh, just..." he glanced down at the pile. "browsing. what have my two favorite ladies been up to?"

your heart jumped at the title of being one of his 'favorite ladies', and rhysand smirked at the sound making feyre groan.

"we've collected quite the pile ourselves, haven't we, angel?" she answered.

you nodded in agreement to her, suddenly feeling shy at the amount of undergarments you're significant others had collected for you and the reality that you would have to model each piece for them when you got home- not that you weren't excited of course, just shy. you weren't used to getting so much positive attention and praise just from the sight of your body, and it was a pretty big adjustment to get used to. it would take some time, feyre assured you each time you expressed it to her, but you'll come around.

rhys took a look, finally, at the growing plies on both of your arms and grinned.

"my, my, little y/n, what a show me and feyre darling will be having tonight. aren't we awfully lucky?" he boasted.

blood rushed to your cheeks at his words as you looked at anything but the two royals beside you shyly.

rhysand always thought your anxious behavior was adorable when he teased you, and found entertainment in the habit. because although you seemed uncomfortable and embarrassed, he knew your panties were soaked anyway. feyre, on the other hand, always worried that it was fear that made you clam up. that, because of her and her mate's reputation, you were scared to ask for things you wanted or went quiet out of humiliation. but, once she would catch sight of your blushy cheeks and small pout, her worries would be calmed.

"very lucky." she added.

-

after paying and spending some time in a few other shops, rhysand winowed you three home and set to get ready for the night.

"that was so much fun, thank you both." you mumbled into rhys' neck as he carried you into your shared bedroom.

"oh, no need to thank us, precious. the pleasure is ours." he cooed back, placing a soft kiss to your forehead.

feyre beat you both into the room, peeling her dress off immediately and revealing her velvet violet matching set you and rhysand bought her last month for her birthday. both of your breathes hitched at the sight of her, and you nearly called dibs on her first if it wasn't for the generousity rhsyand showed you today- or his wallet per say.

the high lady smirked at you both as rhys entered the room with you in his arms, but it was you she pointed to and beckoned to come join her.

"ah, ah." rhysand clicked his tongue at his mate. "i would like to see her in that same set. i want both of my darlings to match."

you furrowed your brows, before taring your gaze from the stunning female in front of you and looking up at the male holding you with confusion on your face.

"but i don't have that one, silly. i could change into one of the same color-"

"oh, but you do have that one, silly. why don't you go check your top drawer?"

your eyes widened, but before you could reply, he set you down on your feet with a tap on your ass to signal you to get moving. both of your lovers watched as you scurried to your dresser, the one with roses painted all over it beautifully by your sweet girlfriend, and slowly opened the correct drawer. you gasped in surprise as the exact set feyre was wearing was folded neatly right on top of all the other lingerie you bought today.

"prick." feyre mumbled to her mate, who was currently smirking proudly at his smooth nature.

"you're just jealous i one uped you, feyre darling." he cockily replied, spearing her a lustful glance. "but she was right; that does look dazzling on you."

she rolled her eyes at her mate, scoffing softly. "don't try to kiss ass now."

rhysand's laughter filled the room, causing your attention to whip his way. were they laughing at you? you wondered. was this a joke?

you're worrisome thought reached feyre and rhys' mind, your shields down since you've entered the comfort of their home, and they stopped their banter to pay mind to you.

"no, not at all, baby." rhysand's voice held sincerity and worry as he crossed the room and took your hands in his. "never at you."

"why don't you go put this on so we can see how stunning my taste is?"

"rhysand, i swear if you keep being a prick to our princess, you will sleep on the damned couch with no sex for a week!"

a loud laugh left his throat, as the high lord threw his head back in contagious laughter.

these two were going to be the death of you... and your pussy.

[bloomingdarkgarden]

👻 What is your wildest headcanon?

🚀 Do you like to outline your fic first or create as you go?

💕 What is your favorite fic that you’ve written?

🐇 Do you write for yourself, for others, or both?

🥳 Why did you start writing fanfic?

🦋 Which character is your favorite to write?

🦈 Which character is the toughest to write?

Nike! Let's goooo.

👻 What is your wildest headcanon?

Wild wild take right here all in good fun that might get me murdered *hides in the bushes*:

that Mor is Azriel's mate and that's why she has a visceral physical reaction to everything he does in every book, and he has the same for her. I sometimes think it is the only way sjm is going to be able to explain his 500 year obsession reasonably. I would be thrilled with a double rejected bonds story between Az and Elain- it would make their choice to forge a life together so powerful. Even wilder headcanon: Lucien being the one to break the bond with Elain because he actually is the most reasonable person in Prythian.

*digs a hole and hides in it for eternity*

🚀 Do you outline your fic first or create as you go?

I roughly outline, but a LOT of elements get reworked as I write if they don't feel right.

💕 What is your favorite fic you have written?

The Darkgarden will always have my truest heart of hearts, but right now this goes to Upon A Midnight Clear. I'm really really proud of the rich worldbuilding I put into this story. My writing has vastly evolved/matured since I began the charade of fic-scribbling last April. And UAMC is, in many ways, my most grown up and well-written work. Making the whole winter court universe almost from scratch has a trip and giving a burning love story to Kallias and Viv- characters completely detached from the shipwars- has been sooo refreshing.

🐇 Do you write for yourself, for others, or both?

I write for others and specifically to give stories to characters that have been overlooked.

🥳 Why did you start writing fanfic?

Because as someone who is very introverted with an insanely observant and enriched view of the world I really wanted to explore Elain Archeron's inner monologue. She's the only reason I'm reading this series anymore, really.

🦋 Which character is your favorite to write?

y'ardy know- our creepy mystic rosekissed girl.

Elain cold AF Archeron of course.

🦈 Which character is the toughest to write?

Feyre does not come naturally for me. We've spent so many books in her head in first person narration that writing her in third person feels really awkward/strange for me.

[fieldofdaisiies]

In Love With A Fairytale

for my two year writing anniversary I planned on doing something special and something a little different, which will now be acotar x Grimm fairytales. thank you @ultadverb for the initial idea and @autumndreaming7 for being such a great help in developing the story lines etc. 💛💛💛

✥ Sleeping Beauty (Elain x Azriel) 🦋

When exploring the garden, young Elain meets a to her unknown malevolent old woman and stings herself on a rose and falls into an endless sleep, there is only one person who can help her, a male borne of shadows and darkness. he comes for her, but can he save the young woman's life and win her heart? (for Elriel month)

✥ Hansel & Gretel (Emerie x Morrigan) 🌶️

On a search for food that takes Emerie and her brother to the forest, the young woman does not expect to instead of food discover a witch who is not only absolutely intriguing, but also nothing like Emerie had imagined a witch to be.

✥ 12 Dancing Princesses (Nesta x Cassian) 🌫️ 🦋

The three sisters go dancing each night, lying to their father. The father is furious and wants to find out their secret, young men from the kingdom are tasked to discover their secret but all of them fail. Until one man, Cassian, returns from war. He walks through the woods, is gifted with a cloak of invisibility and can so secretly follow the three sister. What he does not expect is that in his attempt to discover their secret he slowly falls in love with the oldest of them. 

✥ Red Riding Hood (Elain x Lucien) 🌶️

On her way home from her sick aunt when the sun already starts to set Elain stumbles upon a fox. What she does not know is that this fox is a beautiful man who wants nothing more than lure into his fox’s burrow, wanting to show her all the pleasures their night together has to offer.

✥ Rapunzel (Gwyn x Azriel) 🦋

Escaping her haunting past Gwyneth saves herself in a tower that is locked from the inside without a chance to enter. In order to pass her time there she reads and sings. Her song is so enchanting that a young man is drawn there and keeps returning to the forest, but will she let him enter? Will he help her heal and live again? Or will he be just another whisper between the trees?

✥ Cindarella (Eris x Azriel) 🌫️

Newly crowned King Eris wants to bring about change and reform in the Autumn Kingdom, after his father, the late King Beron passed. He knows he can’t do this on his own so sets out to find the one and holds a ball, inviting every nobleman and woman to a masked ball to celebrate the kingdom and to find his intended. Azriel, who barely sees the light of day, living in his father’s dungeon and being treated as nothing more than a servant in the family household, hears there is to be a ball and longs to go and get lost in the music of the evening. Little does he know what the future holds? (for Azris week)

✥ The Devil With the Three Golden Hairs (Feyre x Rhysand) 🦋

The king is looking to marry, and Feyre’s father would do anything to ensure his youngest daughter - Feyre Archeron - will marry King Tamlin. The king  wants proof that she is worthy of wearing the crown and bearing him heirs, and so sets her a quest - to steal the three golden hairs from the devil. Feyre sets out on her quest for the Hewn City, unaware that the devil is already waiting for her arrival. What will Feyre find in the Hewn City, will she be able to outwit the devil or will she have to strike a bargain to get what she needs to save her family?

[rosanna-writer]

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☁️ wip you want to write but haven't started yet Eluzriel canon divergence; I really want to do an ACOWAR rewrite where a second bond snaps for Lucien when Azriel flies him to the Night Court after rescuing him and Feyre

🌿 who is your favourite character you've ever written? Art Heist Book had a thief character whose motivation was just "for the lulz." She was a Rich Bitch who had so much fun stealing nice clothes/makeup/etc the poorer girls in her sorority had saved up for just to upset them that she eventually graduated to stealing artwork from museums just to make more people cry.

🦋 tell us about your current wip historical preservationist x ghost hunter romance in a spooky theater!

[crazy-ache]

❤️💌🤖🦋🦈📚

❤️ What is your favorite line that you’ve written in a fic?

From Courting Lucien Vanserra, chapter 2: Because were she to ever wear the dress, those stitched sunflowers, with their bright yellow petals, would be a declaration to the whole world exactly what his heart intended. That she was the sun and he was the humble sunflower, forever loyal to follow her, forever in adoration of her shine; for the sunflower only grows facing the sun’s light, in an eternal chase of her orbit. It didn’t matter where either of them moved, he would be there, waiting to bloom at her smile. 

💌 Is there a favorite trope you like to write?

Oh it's gotta be anything arranged marriage or marriage of convenience trope. I'm quite fond of Call Me Selfish, Call Me Wrecked for that reason. It's also one of my favorite tropes to read in fanfiction across all fandoms.

🤖 Are non-fandom friends aware that you write fanfic?

Very few people IRL know I write fanfiction, and my husband is one of them because it's what I'm often doing at night. All of my friends know I am writer (they think prose or poetry) but I don't go around sharing I write fanfiction haha. It's just a side of my life I like to keep within fandom!

🦋 Which character is your favorite to write?

It is a tie between Lucien and Elain in all honesty. Lucien might win slightly more than Elain, only because it is fun to dive into his history and angst and complicated emotions.

🦈 Which character is the toughest to write?

I would say the toughest are the ones I feel less attached to in the fandom. Feyre is particularly hard for me to pinpoint in characterization, perhaps because she has changed so much over the course of the books.

📚 Is there a fanfic or fanfic writer you recommend?

Why dear friend, I will always share YOU! Everyone should read @zenkindoflove on A03. Every single fic is a winner.

[artastickk]

OC Intro

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Character's Full Name: Calliope Archeron

Reason or meaning of name: Calliope is the Greek muse of Epic Poetry

Nickname: Callie

Reason for nickname: It’s just easier/more casual 🤷‍♀️

Birthdate: Nov. 29th

Astrological Sign: Sagittarius

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE

Age: 17 (ACOTAR); 20 (HOFAS)

Eye Color: Midnight Blue

Glasses or contacts? She makes herself a pair of glasses after being Made to dampen the intensity of her new senses

Hair color: Honey Blonde

Distinguishable hair feature (bald, receding hairline, etc.): Bangs

Typical hairstyle: Down usually even though it annoys her

Height: consistently 5’7 even after being Made, so she’s 2nd shortest of the IC

Weight: 120

Type of body/build: Willowy

Skin tone: Ivory/Pallid

Shape of face: Round

Distinguishing Marks? Scars? Several scars on her body; a blue ink butterfly tattoo on her back that looks like smoke

Most predominant feature: Her eyes

Resembles (famous or not): Sissy Spacek

Accent? Whatever a mortal Prythain accent is 😅

Physical abilities (what is character good at? sports, etc.): she is a music savant and tinkerer

FAVORITES

Color: Blue

Music: Loves all music! (Nesta in comparison is a music snob vs Callie who is a music enthusiast)

Food: She has a difficult relationship with food but anything sweet is usually good 💙

Literature: Non-fiction. She loves to learn and also she gets too emotionally invested in fictional stories.

Quote: “All that is gold does not glitter, not all those who wander are lost.” J.R.R. Tolkien

Expletive(s) (swears): Any and all; she’s the most casually foul mouthed

Mode of transportation: Her mate Azriel or her own wings (just depends)

HABITS

Smokes: What? How often? Whatever the Prythian equivalent of Mary Jane is, any chance she can to help settle her nerves

Drinks: What? How often? Only socially

Worst bad habit? Bottling up her emotions 🎶

Quirks: Emetophobe, overwhelmed easily, very introspective, a secret performer

BACKGROUND

Hometown: Beneath the wall (??)

Type of childhood: Impoverished and heavily strained

First memory: Hearing her mother tell her two oldest sisters she would likely end up a spinster and a burden to them when she was 5.

Most important childhood event that still affects her: Why? The death of her mother when she was six, followed by her family’s move into isolation and poverty, deeply impacted her by instilling a tendency to bottle up emotions and handle struggles alone.

Lower education: None; she was still in the nursery when her mother died.

Higher education: Nesta and Elain were more aware of Callie’s educational shortcomings vs Feyre’s due to how young she was so they taught her as much as they could until they ran out of money and ended up in the cabin when she was 9 and everyone around her gave up.

Booksmart or streetsmart? Booksmart though it took some time to get there

Religion and/or religious views and/or tendencies? None until after the Cauldron

FAMILY

Mother (name): Unknown

Relationship with her: Non-existent

Father (name): Unknown

Relationship with him: Very Close

Siblings: Nesta, Elain, Feyre

Birth order: She’s the youngest

Relationship with each: Nesta shares a complex bond, marked by mutual understanding and unspoken support, with Nesta often acting as a protective, but more often than not distant, older sister. Elain is affectionate but somewhat distant, with both sisters sharing a quiet bond rooted in their shared gentleness, yet lacking the deep emotional connection that Callie craves. Feyre’s bond is one of deep mutual understanding and quiet support, with Feyre often acting as a protective yet empathetic sister figure who respects Callie’s need for space.

Children of Siblings: Nyx 💙

Extended family (aunts, uncles, cousins, etc.): None

Close to family? Yes/No She tries to be… it’s complicated

CHILDREN

Does character have child(ren)? None ever. The Cauldron left its mark on Callie in several ways including her very anatomy leaving her infertile.

OCCUPATION

Where does character work? She started out being given the title of Royal Entertainment Coordinator as a courtesy from Rhys and Feyre but eventually earned the title of Women’s Affairs Advocate for the work she does helping the women of Hewn City.

How many years? However long immortality gives her I s’pose :3

Relationship with co-workers? Her coworkers are also her dearest friends so pretty good :)

Like her job? Why or why not? She loves it despite how anxious it makes her

Dream job: What she’s doing for now

ATTITUDE

Greatest fear: Hurting the ones she loves due to lack of control over her powers

Character is most at ease when: she’s alone or with someone she deeply trusts, like Azriel, surrounded by nature’s quiet songs or playing her violin, where she can channel her powers in a peaceful, controlled way.

Most ill at ease when: she’s overwhelmed by loud, chaotic environments where her powers are difficult to control, or when she’s confronted with emotionally charged situations that force her to reveal her vulnerabilities or inner struggles.

Priorities: protecting those she loves, maintaining control over her powers, and quietly advocating for the empowerment of others, especially the women of Hewn City. She also values her emotional connections, particularly with Azriel and her sisters, and seeks to balance her need for independence with her desire for closeness.

Philosophy: centered around the idea that true strength comes from quiet resilience and compassion. She believes in the power of subtlety and the importance of protecting others without needing recognition, embracing the idea that small, quiet actions can create profound change. At the same time, she holds the belief that it’s essential to maintain control over oneself, especially when wielding great power, to avoid causing harm.

How she feels about self: Callie feels conflicted about herself, often struggling with self-doubt and fearing her own power, yet deep down, she longs to prove she can be both strong and safe for those she loves.

Past failure she would be embarrassed to have people know about: a moment during her early training when she lost control of her powers in a fit of emotion, unintentionally causing a small but destructive incident that endangered others.

If granted one wish, what would it be? Why? Complete control over her powers, freeing her from the constant fear of hurting those she loves. This would allow her to fully embrace her abilities without the anxiety that has always held her back.

Daredevil or cautious? Cautious

Biggest regret? Not being able to save her friend Isabel during the war.

Biggest accomplishment: the changes she was able to bring to better the lives of the women of Hewn City

Minor accomplishments: a small music therapy group she started for the priestesses in the library

Character's darkest secret: her infertility.

Does anyone else know? Eventually Azriel and the rest of the IC.

If yes, did character tell them? She carries it for many years before she speaks it aloud.

PERSONALITY

Greatest source of strength in character's personality: Her quiet empathy and deep compassion for others.

Greatest source of weakness in character's personality: the way she internalizes everything.

Character's soft spot: People who remind her of her own struggles with insecurity and control, and she can’t help but want to protect and empower them quietly from the shadows.

Is this soft spot obvious to others? Definitely, she’s terrible at hiding it.

Biggest vulnerability: Her fear of losing control over her powers, which causes her to distance herself emotionally from others and leaves her feeling isolated and uncertain in moments of deep stress or conflict.

Which of the 7 deadly sins does character fight? Pride, not in the traditional sense of arrogance, but in her unwillingness to ask for help or show vulnerability, believing she must handle everything alone to protect others from her power and her personal burdens.

Which of the 7 virtues does your character have? Temperance, as she strives for balance and control over her emotions and powers, often restraining herself to avoid harming others.

TRAITS

Optimist or pessimist? Optimist

Introvert or extrovert? Introvert

Drives and motivations? A deep desire to protect those she loves and prevent harm, especially from her own powers. Her motivation stems from a longing for inner peace, balance, and the hope of one day fully trusting herself and her abilities.

Talents (hidden or not)? Her ability to manipulate the natural world through sound, using her voice or violin to influence the environment, emotions, and even magic. Beyond her powers, she has a hidden talent for crafting and tinkering with small mechanical objects, as well as performing music under her secret alias, “Callisto.”

Extremely skilled at: Music

Extremely unskilled at: Socializing

Good characteristics: Compassion, quiet strength, introspective

Character flaws: insecurity and isolation

Mannerisms: fidgeting with her hands, avoiding eye contact, humming to herself

Peculiarities: prefers nonverbal communication, carries a butterfly shaped worry stone made of wood in her pocket, gets fixated on small details

SELF-PERCEPTION

One word character would use to describe self: Guarded

One paragraph description of how character would describe self: “I’m not one for loud declarations or being the center of attention. I find peace in the quiet and the subtle, in music and moments where words aren’t needed. I prefer to work in the background, helping others without them knowing, because I’m afraid of what might happen if I draw too much attention or lose control of my powers. I’ve been told I keep too much to myself, and maybe that’s true, but it’s hard to let people in when you’re afraid of hurting them. I’m not looking for glory—just a little space to breathe, and maybe a way to help others find the same.”

What does character consider best physical characteristic? Her eyes

What does character consider worst physical characteristic? Her hands

Are these realistic assessments? Her eyes are definitely her most captivating feature but her hands are equally as lovely though she only feels that way cuz of how calloused and rough they look in comparison to her sisters’ from playing instruments and working on her gadgets.

How character thinks others perceive her? Quiet, withdrawn, and perhaps a bit fragile or timid. She believes people see her as someone who keeps to the background, avoiding confrontation, and perhaps even as someone who is emotionally distant. While she worries they may underestimate her strength, she also fears they might see her as overly sensitive or weak due to her cautious nature and reserved demeanor.

What four things would CHARACTER most like to change about self? (#1 most important, #2 second...)

1. Control over her powers.

2. Her tendency to bottle things up.

3. Her self-doubt.

4. Her physical strength.

If change #1 was made, would character be as happy as she thinks? If not, why not? She wouldn’t be as happy as she thinks. While it would relieve her fear of accidentally harming others, it wouldn’t resolve her deeper issues of self-doubt and emotional isolation. She might still struggle to open up to people or trust herself fully, and without addressing her emotional barriers, she would still feel disconnected and guarded, unable to find the peace she truly seeks.

INTERRELATION WITH OTHERS

Has character ever cheated on any significant other? Certainly not.

How does character relate to others? Cautiously, often observing from a distance and offering quiet support, preferring to connect through empathy and subtle gestures rather than overt emotional displays or open vulnerability.

How is she perceived by...

Strangers? Quiet, reserved, and unassuming, often mistaking her gentleness and withdrawn nature for fragility or shyness, not realizing the depth of her strength or power.

Friends? Quiet, thoughtful, and deeply compassionate, someone who offers unwavering support in subtle ways, though they may wish she would let them in more and rely on them as much as they rely on her.

Mate? Azriel perceives Callie as a deeply compassionate and quietly powerful force, someone who is gentle yet resilient, with hidden strength that he admires and a vulnerability he wishes she would trust him enough to share fully.

Co-workers? Reserved but reliable, someone who works efficiently behind the scenes with quiet strength and compassion, though they may underestimate the depth of her abilities and emotions.

First impression character makes is: Quiet, introspective individual who carries an air of mystery, evoking curiosity and intrigue, but also a sense of fragility that makes others hesitant to approach her.

What do family/friends like most about character? Deep compassion and loyalty, knowing that she will always stand by them in their times of need, offering support and understanding without judgment.

What do family/friends like least about character? Her tendency to bottle up her emotions and struggles, as it can create distance and make it difficult for them to truly connect with her or offer help when she needs it.

GOALS

Immediate goal(s): Gaining better control over her powers through practice and self-reflection, as well as building stronger connections with her friends and family by opening up more about her emotions.

Long range goal(s): To become a reliable advocate for the women of Hewn City, using her abilities to empower them, and to ultimately find a sense of inner peace and self-acceptance, allowing her to embrace her powers fully without fear.

How does character plan to accomplish goal(s)? By dedicating time to practice her powers in safe environments, seeking guidance from trusted friends like Azriel, and gradually sharing her feelings and experiences with those close to her to foster deeper connections. For her long-term goals, she intends to engage with the women of Hewn City more actively, establishing supportive networks and using her abilities to create positive change, while also focusing on her personal growth through self-reflection and acceptance.

How will other people around character be affected? The people around her will likely feel a growing sense of trust and connection, as her openness encourages them to share their own struggles and vulnerabilities. Her enhanced control over her powers may also inspire confidence in her abilities, allowing her friends and allies to rely on her more during critical moments. Additionally, her advocacy for the women of Hewn City can foster a sense of community and empowerment among those she supports, creating a ripple effect of positive change in her social circle.

PROBLEMS/CRISIS

How character react in a crisis? Tends to remain calm and composed on the surface.

How does character face problems? Relies on her instincts and powers to assess the situation, but internally, she battles anxiety and the fear of losing control, driving her to act quickly and thoughtfully to protect those she cares about.

Kinds of problems character usually runs into: Overwhelming emotions, misunderstandings with others, conflict between her desires and her fears, navigating her role as advocate.

How does character react to change? With caution and apprehension.

GENERAL

Jewelry? Silver and leather pieces;a lot of butterfly motifs

Other accessories? Violin case, tote bag, hair clips and scarf

Where does character live? Velaris

With anyone? Nesta, Cassian, and Azriel

Where does character want to live? She isn’t sure yet, but somewhere secluded

Spending habits? Frugal to the point of worry, she never got over the icky feeling of spending money.

What does she do too much of? Too little of? Too much getting lost in her crafts and not enough breaks.

Most prized possession: Why? Her violin, it was given to her by her friend Isabel’s family after carrying her body home to be properly laid to rest after the war.

Play musical instrument? Violin is her main but she is a savant so she can pick up anything and learn how to play it quickly.

How did she learn? By watching street performers back in her home village and with her eidetic memory she memorized their finger placements.

Does character like animals? She loves animals!

Any pets? None currently but she would love to have one someday.

Likes music? Lives for it.

UNCATEGORIZED

Person character secretly admires: Azriel 💙

Person character was most influenced by: Her friends Cerelia and Thana in Hewn City

Most important person in character's life before story starts: Her father

[feyres-divorce-lawyer]

🦋📚🎯

ask game

🦋 Which character is your favorite to write?

Feyre, most obviously, in general but for a different fandom, Alina Starkov, I have so many wips of her😅

📚 Is there a fanfic or fanfic writer you recommend?

YES! MANY! But for acotar specifically, Reputation and Sacrifice both by flamesandshadows, they’re just 🤌🏾

🎯 Do you have a writing milestone you’re working towards?

To finish planning my biggest acosf au, Shattered Starlight, and to re-write the first two chapters of A Sun Reborn

[witchthewriter]

Hello, you absolutely brilliant human being!

I am pretty sure I did enough for level six (if I miscounted, let me know and I am happy to adjust!) and my requested fandoms are ACOTAR, Stranger Things, and Merlin.

My name is Lindsey, (she/her, I like boys) ENFJ Gryffindor.

Virgo 🌞, Aquarius 🌝, Libra Rising, Venus in Leo.

I am extremely social and do the best I can to find the best in everyone. I love making new friends.

My hobbies include reading, writing, cooking, floral arrangements, and the occasional craft. I love trying new foods in restaurants and my own kitchen. Also, learning to garden.

My music taste is fairly eclectic; I love oldies, rock, musicals, opera, and am still a theater kid at heart.

I am Irish and Italian and I look it. My favorite colors are turquoise, gold, emerald, purple, and black.

Thank you for being you and making such wonderful things!

Want one? Here be the rules 🦋🌈 

𝐀𝐂𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐑

𝑫𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏

𝑰 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝑳𝒖𝒄𝒊𝒆𝒏 𝑽𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒂! My fancast for him is Martin Sensmeier, and you can find out why, here. Your outgoing personality would do well with his. He's not a shy man, nor is he loud. I think you two would work well together because you would always know how to put a smile on his face.

𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒔

・Lavishes you with gifts. Sometimes they’re expensive, and you gasp when you open the case. But other times, they’re sentimental, and remind you of dates you’ve been on. 

・Is always flirtacious with you, and can make you blush with only three words

・With smirk at you from across the room. And your insides absolutely melt. 

・Always moves your hair out of your face, and if you have something on in your teeth he’ll point it out, or if you have something on your face he’ll wipe it off. Little things like that - it shows you that he cares

・Slowly reveals things about his upbringing and you want to cry whenever he reveals more. It’s absolutely excrutiating to hear, and he loves when you hold him afterwards. Even if he isn’t crying. You’ll rock him back and forth

𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒆 𝑺𝒐𝒏𝒈

The Train by James Newton Howard

𝑹𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔

・I Thought I Hated You But It Was Just Deep-Rooted Feelings Of Love

・Soulmates

・Constant Banter

𝑷𝒍𝒐𝒕 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆

Fated Mates

𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒇𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 You’re so joyful. You light up every room you walk into. At times he thinks he doesn’t deserve you. That he’s not worthy of your love, or your time. 

𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅 Cassian! This made Lucien very uncomfortable. But you can’t help who you click with. He would be like a big brother, who can irritate you at times and is SO PROTECTIVE OVER YOU OMG. He will literally make sure you’re always safe. But he’s also so much fun, that there’s chaos whenever you two get together. 

𝑾𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 A mix of Cassian and Feyre. I think there aren’t many characters who exude your personality, so I have to choose more than one. You have such a sweet energy, and you seem like so much fun. 

𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒑𝒆𝒕

This world of fae, magic and mystery, your pet is a reflection of its land. A dragon, cracked from an egg you found in the forest near your home with Lucien. You had this pull towards it, to nurture it. And within a few days, it had cracked open to find a little baby dragon. 

Lucien was stunned. Absolutely taken aback. This hadn’t happened in centuries. Dragons were extinct. Or at least that’s what everyone thought. 

𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬

𝑫𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒑𝒕��𝒐𝒏

𝑰 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝑬𝒅𝒅𝒊𝒆 𝑴𝒖𝒏𝒔𝒐𝒏! You two would be such a fun time. Being friends first and then turning into best friends. You might not even be apart of the Hellfire Club - you could have vibed together in class one day, or worked at the record shop and hit it off. But either way, you both have similar personalities. Everyone wants to be around you even when you’re by yourself, so when you and Eddie are together, you hold everyone’s attention. You guys are THE LIFE OF THE FRICKEN PARTY!!!!!!!

𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒔

・Calls you sweetheart. Yeah I know he calls his guitar that, but you’re just as important to him. 

・The banter between you two is out of this world! Even when you’ve spent days apart, you can come together and pick up right where you left off

・Will randomly lick your cheek, or bite you. There’s a whole scientific reason behind it too. 

・Randomly picks you up or tackles you onto the bed. He’s quite a physical guy, and likes to be in constant contact with you. Even when the contact ... isn’t so gentle

・Would absolutely let you paint his nails, but can you imagine piercing his ear?? Or giving him a stick-and-poke tattoo because I bet he’s done a few himself

𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒆 𝑺𝒐𝒏𝒈

The Wardrobe by Harry Gregson-Williams

𝑹𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔

・You Fell First, But They Fell Harder

・Chaotic Dumbass Duo

・Similar Personalities

𝑷𝒍𝒐𝒕 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆

Coming of Age

𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒇𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 Absolutely loves your outgoing personality. He’s a social person himself (when he wants to be) and having you there cheers him up and encourages him. Even though he’s the leader of the Hellfire Club, in everyday society, he’s quite introverted. But with you, he can break free of that hold. 

𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅 Is Chrissy! I can see you growing up as childhood friends, or being neighbours. You know how sweet she is. You’re so protective over her, and I can sorta see this enemies to lovers thing going on with Eddie. Like thinking he had something to do with her murder, but the group proving that he didn’t do it. And then you spend time together and things unfold. 

𝑾𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 You’re a mixture of Eddie, Robin and Steve. I know that’s three very different characters. But you have this likeability and I feel like people are naturally drawn to you. 

𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒑𝒆𝒕

Honestly you seem like such an interesting and outgoing person. So,, I think your pet would end up being so untraditional. Ferretts make great pets, because they’re very social and curious. But if held the wrong way, they will bite ... I feel like that’s kinda like you-

𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧

𝑫𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏

𝑰 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝑴𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒏! I think you deserve someone who can stand their ground and fix any situation they’re in. Arthur would be too much of a clash to be your match, and Gwaine doesn’t have the emotional range that Merlin does. He’s great at making people feel safe and welcomed, and I think that’s what you would find so endearing. Plus he can be very funny and witty. 

𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒔

・Always makes sure your clothes are clean and hung up ready for the next day

・Does get jealous when you’re around other men. He does feel inadequate at times, but you remind him that he’s more than enough. 

・Loves making you laugh. It actually gives him a confidence boost when you laugh at his jokes

・Being around you, Merlin gets so comfortable with the idea of being in a relationship. He desires one so much when he’s near you. So when you finally get together, he treats you like royalty. Flowers everyday, always makes sure there’s food waiting for you. He looks after you so much!

・Shows his love through acts of service and words of affirmation. Like said before with the clothes, food and flowers. He also writes you little notes and leaves them where he knows you’ll find them

𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒆 𝑺𝒐𝒏𝒈

Tristan & Yvaine by Ilan Eshkeri

𝑹𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔

・Two Nerds Nerding Out About Being Nerds

・Sun x Moon

・Everyone Can See It But The Two Of You

𝑷𝒍𝒐𝒕 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆

Small Town Fantasy Romance

𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒇𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 He loves how you make people laugh. You cheer people up with so much ease. You don’t need to throw anyone underneath the bus to get people to like you - and that’s so rare. You’re a genuine person, and Merlin loves that. 

𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅 Gwaine! Either you’re a sister of one of the knights, or maybe even Gwaine’s. But he’s your best friend because of your similar personality. 

𝑾𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 A mixture of Gwaine and Guinevere. Soft-hearted and gentle, but outgoing and fun. You make a loyal and brilliant friend, that everyone loves and admires. 

𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒑𝒆𝒕

You too, being a druid, or maybe a witch depending on which title you wish, were born with a familiar. In this world, where sorcery is forbidden, your family secretly practised it - as it was a deep-rooted tradition. 

So when you were born, a tiny kitten had found its way into your family home. His curious nature and outgoing personality were a foretelling of your own. And therefore he became an extension of you. 

He goes wherever you do. Some days he may disappear but he always comes back, because adventure is on this little guy’s mind. 

What have you called him?

[melting-houses-of-gold]

🥳🦋

Hi my love!

🥳 Why did you start writing fanfic?

This is so cliche, but I write for work a LOT and was looking for something that would allow me to write in a fun, creative way. I had just come off a 10-year stretch at a company that burned me out horribly and I needed something fun for ME. I re-discovered fanfic and then started writing again really slowly. It's been really fun and even looking back to stuff i wrote last year, I feel like I can see the ways i'm pushing myself and improving?

🦋Which character is your favorite to write?

Oof, from Star Wars, probably Ahsoka or Rex or Cody?

From ACOTAR, I think Gwyn or Feyre.

[prythianpages]

💕🦋📗 for the ask game 🥰

Hi! Ily <3

💕 What is your favorite fic that you’ve written?

It's hard to chose one because I like everything I've written for my Eris Like An Angel series but I also really liked my Kissed the Teacher Cas fic bc it was so fun to write. So if we're going with one shots, I'd say the Cas one. But for series, it's the Eris one.

🦋 Which character is your favorite to write?

Cassian hands down! He's such a comedic relief and fun to write in those type of scenes but he's also very comforting like the scene in the books where he's ready to take Feyre's hits bc he knows she needs to let out her emotions, I never wanted to kick and hug a character so fast

📗 Do you want to write something outside of fanfiction? If so, what about?

When I was younger, I dreamed of publishing my own original stories but now I really don't know. I mean, I do want to write about my family, especially my grandparents bc their past is so interesting. They were in a love triangle (where both grandfathers were initially after my paternal grandmother and I think my maternal grandmother had a crush on my paternal grandfather but it was unrequited) So if I do write something outside of fanfiction, it'd be like a biography or maybe a fictional dramatization of their life where my dad is the main character lol.

based off this ask game.

[princess-tulip-writes]

Being Rhys and Feyre’s princess. Like Rhys is out for Court business so Feyre spending the day pampering you. Kissing you, drawing you a bath and feeding you chocolate. Whispering soft words, and fingers tracing your body. So you’re throughly oversensitive.

She dresses you up in cute lingerie, like her very own doll, wrapping a robe around you, “so pretty princess.” She says kissing her forehead. “Now be good for Mommy okay? We are gonna wait for daddy.”

You pouting so she concedes on letting you suck at her breast. But you’re too overwhelmed, so you try to grind against her thigh.

You hear a chuckle inside your head, a finger mentally caressing your mind. “I don’t think, mommy let you do that did she, Princess?”

Seconds later Rhysand’s fingers brush against your skin as he kisses Feyre.

“Such a pretty thing, Princess. Did mommy help you get dressed up?” He says fingers into your hair, making you whine against Feyre’s chest.

“Where you good for Mommy?”

— ⚜️ (is this emoji taken?. If so I’m sorry. But I had this scenario so… I decided to become a emoji anon. Also the scenario continues 🫣 but I feel too shy)

oh? my? god???

im not even going to add anything to this because it’s already literally so perfect, but holy shit this is so good, i’m in so much love with this dynamic!

yes, ofc you can be

[that-girl-reading]

I think this may be one of my favourite edits yet🥰

[rosenecklaces]

🦋 WINX CLUB AU PT 1

FEYRE ARCHERON | BLOOM

[rosanna-writer]

For the fic writer ask game: 🦋🦈🎨

Thank you for the questions!!!!

🦋 Which character is your favorite to write? Rhys, especially Rhys POV fic. There's so much he keeps to himself, even from Feyre, that it's fun to write what's going on in his head. He's a great character to write internally freaking out while he comes off as completely cool and collected externally.

🦈 Which character is the toughest to write? I really struggle with Nesta, which is probably why I've only written Nessian once. She has to be mean but not too mean, and that's a super hard balance to strike. Azriel is a close second (which is why I haven't written a ton of Az-centric fic, either). He needs to be weirdly chivalrous but not too nice.

🎨 If someone were to make fanart of your work, what fic or scene would you hope to see? For fic, probably the big "twist" scenes in my longer fics: Feyre climbing out of the Cauldron with her new Illyrian wings in to make them love me and make it seem effortless and Feyre's smug little "oh by the way........the answer to the riddle is love" when she drops the ruse and defeats Amarantha in we said hello and your eyes look like coming home

I'm going to be extra and also add a scene from the art heist book I wrote a while ago. It has the whole detective-and-thief-locked-in-a-game-of-cat-and-mouse trope, and the first scene where they're alone together devolves into a bitchy little mean girl fight in the ladies' room. The actual heist scenes are probably more dramatic to illustrate, but the visual of the two characters glaring at each other as they fix their lipstick makes me smile.

[elriell]

The back of ACOFAS is saying that the next stories will be about those "dearest to" Feyre

🗣Yes.

All this on and in the book that is meant to plant seeds for the future… It is almost like Elain is one of those dearest people as her sister 🦋💙🦋

[artastickk]

I have been working my fingies to the bone fleshing out my acotar oc Calliope Archeron (baby sister;cuz Feyre gives middle child tbh) 🥰 I wrote a bunch of these to be like “bonus chapters” to the books so they won’t have a succinct flow to them but you will recognize where in the book it’s happening. This one is introductory and is from Callie’s pov of when her sisters left for town to sell the wolf pelt. 💙🦋💙

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The wind howled against the worn wooden walls of the cabin, a sound so familiar it had become part of the background of Callie’s life. She sat by the fire, pulling the thin blanket tighter around her shoulders, watching as the flames danced weakly, fighting to keep the cold at bay.

Across from her, her father sat in his usual chair, his fingers carefully working a small block of wood. The steady scrape of the carving knife was the only sound in the room, apart from the crackling of the fire. He had always carved—ever since Callie could remember, it had been a constant in their life, like the cold, like the hunger. But it wasn’t just a mindless task for him. It was his way of holding on.

Her father’s hands moved slowly, with the same quiet precision she had grown used to over the years. There were days when he didn’t speak much— when he seemed lost in whatever sadness lingered behind his tired eyes. But even on those days, even when he was silent, Callie never felt entirely alone with him.

“Papa,” Callie said softly, her voice breaking through the stillness. He didn’t look up, but she knew he heard her. He always did.

“Feyre’s been gone a while, hasn’t she?” she asked, though it was more to fill the silence than anything else. She already knew the answer. It had been hours since Feyre had left for town, Elain and Nesta trailing behind her. Callie had stayed behind, not needing new shoes or coats, content to be with her father in the quiet.

“A while,” her father murmured in response, his voice as soft and tired as ever. But there was warmth there, even if it was faint—something gentle in the way he spoke to her that made the edges of their harsh reality feel a little softer.

Callie watched as he carved, his hands slow but steady, and for a moment, she wondered what he was working on this time. He had made her countless little figures over the years—animals, small birds, things to remind her of the beauty outside the walls of their cabin. Things to remind her that there was more to the world than hunger and cold.

She leaned forward slightly, resting her chin on her knees as she curled herself tighter in the blanket. "What are you carving?" she asked, curious.

Her father’s hands paused for a fraction of a second, as if he were considering how to answer, before he continued working on the piece. "A butterfly," he said quietly, his voice low and rasping, but kind.

“A butterfly?” Callie repeated, her eyebrows lifting. “We haven’t seen one of those since... well, since summer.”

Her father smiled faintly, the lines around his eyes deepening as he glanced at her, his gaze warm despite the sadness that always lingered there. "We will again."

Callie felt a soft flutter in her chest at his words. There was no certainty in them, no promise that things would be different soon, but the way he said it

—like it was simply a fact of life—made her believe it, if only for a moment.

“You always carve such beautiful things, Papa,” she said, her voice softer now, watching the careful way his knife moved over the wood. “I don’t know how you do it.”

Her father chuckled lightly, the sound so rare it made her heart ache with its softness. "It’s nothing, Callie. Just something to keep my hands busy."

But she knew it was more than that. She knew these small carvings were his way of holding onto something beautiful, something that hadn’t been taken from them. She loved the way his figures filled the house, little reminders that even in this bleak life, there was still room for beauty. Even now, when they had so little, her father’s creations brought life to the space.

“I’ll carve you something beautiful one day,” he said quietly, more to himself than to her. It was a promise he had made before, one he whispered now like a gentle reassurance. Callie didn’t need him to carve her anything—what he gave her already was enough. But still, the way he said it made her believe he would, one day, make something grand, something that would last.

Callie smiled faintly, but the ache in her chest remained. They lived in a world where beautiful things rarely lasted—where cold and hunger ate away at whatever good was left. But her father’s quiet strength, his careful hands, reminded her that there was still a small corner of the world where hope existed, even if it was carved out of wood.

She shifted on the small stool, tucking her legs beneath her as the fire crackled and spat, the flames dimming slightly. “I’ll get more wood for the fire,” she murmured, rising slowly, her body stiff from sitting still for so long.

Her father looked up from his carving, his brow furrowed slightly. “You should wait for Feyre. She’ll be back soon.”

Callie glanced at the door, her breath visible in the cold air as she exhaled softly. “I’ll be quick. I don’t want the fire to die.”

Her father’s eyes softened, but he nodded, returning his attention to the butterfly taking shape in his hands. Callie moved toward the door, wrapping the blanket around her tightly as she pulled it open. The wind bit at her skin the moment she stepped outside, the sharp chill of winter sinking into her bones.

The world outside was still—too still. No birdsong, no sounds of life except for the low groaning of the wind through the trees. Everything felt frozen. The meager pile of firewood sat under a layer of frost, and Callie knelt by it, gathering as many pieces as she could carry.

She could hear the wind whispering through the trees, feel the biting cold against her cheeks, but all she could think about was Feyre, out there somewhere, walking the long, snow-covered road to town. She hoped Feyre would return soon—with coins, with food, with something to ease the weight of the hunger that gnawed at their bellies every night.

It was always Feyre who went out into the world, always Feyre who hunted, traded, brought back what little they had. And every time she left, Callie worried it would be the last time she’d see her.

She’s so strong, Callie thought, her chest tightening. Stronger than the rest of us.

Callie stood, balancing the wood in her arms as she turned back toward the cabin. Her fingers were numb from the cold, her breath coming in short, visible bursts as she hurried back inside, pulling the door shut behind her with a soft thud.

Her father hadn’t moved. He was still carving, still lost in his own quiet world. Callie placed the wood beside the hearth, adding a few pieces to the fire, watching as the flames flared briefly before settling into a steady burn.

She glanced at her father again, her chest aching with a quiet kind of love— love for the man who, despite everything, still found a way to bring beauty into their lives. Even in the darkest times, when it seemed like they had nothing, he still managed to carve out a piece of hope. For her. For all of them.

Callie returned to her stool, wrapping the blanket tighter around her as she settled back into the silence of the cabin. The wind howled outside, but in here, in this small, fragile world they had built for themselves, there was warmth. There was the sound of her father’s knife scraping against wood, the soft crackle of the fire. And for a moment, that was enough.

She glanced at her father again, watching the butterfly take shape in his hands. I’ll carve you something beautiful one day, he had said.

Callie believed him.