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nikethestatue · 3 years ago

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Heyyyyy I love your fanfics there amazing! I was wonder it you could write one of elain and azriel are on a bout with the ic and they all suspect something between them( elain and az) and then azriel get sea sick and elain does some cute stuff to help him and the ic are just looking at them like this 😱🥺🥺😭😭😭😍😍

Here you go! Enjoy

The Summer Barge

“Why are we always late?” Nesta grumbled.

Cassian wanted to point out that ‘always’ was a bit of a stretch, since this was the first time she and he were attending the annual summer barge excursion on the river together. Last year they were very newly mated and therefore went to Day Court, to the beach. Nesta’s never been to the beach before. Cassian was determined to get her into a bathing suit and into the water, and it took a couple of days of persuasion, until she finally agreed. Gods she looked hot in her modest navy one-piece number. He licked his lips, lost in thought.

“What are you grinning about?” she hissed under her breath.

“Nothing, nothing,” he muttered.

“Unca!” Nyx wrapped himself around Cassian’s legs the moment they stepped on the barge.

“Hey big boy! How are you?” Cassian lifted Nyx in one arm, lifting him over his head. Nyx’s little wings fluttered with delight and he screamed and squealed, flailing his arms. The antics earned a wince from Rhys and a sharp intake of breath from Feyre, but Cassian grabbed Nyx and swung him around, disregarding the parents. He and Az were ‘uncas’ and they had a special relationship with Nyx, to which his nosey parents weren’t privy to.

“Where is Elain?” asked Nesta, looking around, after she gave Nyx a kiss on his head.

“Where is Az?” Cassian said at the same time, looking for his brother.

There was confusion all around, everybody looking at each other, trying to figure out what happened to two members of the family.

“I thought you were winnowing them?”

“I thought you were flying her in?”

“I thought she was coming down here on her own?”

Mor got involved, offering to go and look for Elain, while Amren shrugged and smirked.

While everyone was standing around, pointing fingers at each other, Nyx yelled, pointing to the sky, “Unca. Lain!”

“Oh,” Feyre’s brow furrowed, when everyone turned their heads and watched Azriel land gracefully on the bow, cradling Elain to his chest. The moment he was standing, he let her go and she almost jumped out of his arms, smoothing her dress, a blush of her cheeks.

Nyx pranced towards them, though Cassian tucked in his puzzlement at Elain’s sudden awkwardness and Azriel’s overly flushed face.

Come to think of it, one strange thing did happen a year ago, when he and Nesta were in Day.

There was a promenade along the seashore, where residents took their early evening strolls, when the searing Day Court sun finally cooled off a bit and the Fae enjoyed a cocktail or an ice cream, sitting in any of the numerous cafes that dotted the shore. Cassian could’ve have sworn that he saw Azriel and Elain, walking together, his arm slung over her shoulders, and both were eating ice cream. He was absolutely positive that it was them—even in the dim evening light and the distance. But when he pointed them out to Nesta, she waved him off, and then pulled him into a kiss, and by the time they finally disengaged, the phantom figures of his brother and sister were nowhere to be found. So maybe he got a little too much sun that day, and his vision was affected.

He never did ask Az about that.

“So you came with Elain?” Cassian asked by way of greeting.

The barge disembarked and slowly made its way into the river.

He grabbed Nyx’s chubby hand in his, while Azriel took the other, and with Nyx urging them ‘up! up!” they rose slightly in the air, lifting him up and soliciting a pleased shriek from him. “More,” he demanded, and they hovered over the teak flooring of the barge, gently flying their nephew back and forth over the same spot.

“Well, everybody forgot about Elain,” mumbled Azriel. “So I brought her.”

Cassian wanted to ask how Azriel knew that everyone forgot about Elain, but he felt guilty about actually forgetting to pick her up, so he kept his mouth shut.

When Nyx got enough of flying and saw a table of sweet being set up, he rushed to the little pies and cupcakes, leaving his uncles behind.

“Ugh, can I just hover around here for the duration?” muttered Azriel with a grimace.

“I think it would be a little weird if you did,” chuckled Cassian, and then said, “come on, the water is very calm. You’ll be fine.”

Azriel didn’t always react well to the barge. He was fine with sailing, but somehow, the barge, this huge, slow-moving beast made him seasick. This was an annual thing—Azriel trying to find excuses not to attend, never finding them, and then suffering the entire afternoon.

“I don’t know if you know, but you keep looking at Elain,” Cassian muttered under his breath, once they stood back up on the barge.

“I am not!”

“You kind of are. She can’t swim?”

“What?”

“Why are you staring at her? Are you afraid she is going to fall overboard or something? She can’t swim?”

“Elain can swim. And I am not looking at her,” Azriel made a point to turn away from where Elain was standing, talking to Varian and Mor. “I am getting a drink.”

…Azriel was feeling so nauseous, he thought he might faint. That would be a good look—the damn spymaster and shadowsinger of the Night Court puking and passing out on a barge, in front of all the guests. His baby nephew was fine! Running around and dropping food on the floor, round face smeared with icing. But Azriel was not a hyperactive toddler with an iron stomach. He only barely managed to make his way to a dark corner of the barge, where he slumped on the deck, pressing his face to the cold iron railing.

Bile rose and fell in his stomach, churning constantly.

“Hi,”

His shadows failed to inform him that Elain was near, and he was so sick, that he didn’t even scent her, not until she was next to him.

“Hey,” he managed.

She didn’t ask anything about how he was feeling, but gently wrapped her arms around him and said, “come, lie down.”

His misery index was so high, he couldn’t object. It was prudent to object, to play the stoic shadowsinger, but at this moment, he couldn’t be bothered. He put his head on Elain’s lap, inhaling the sweet, familiar fragrance of her body, and closed his eyes.

“Breathe, my love,” she whispered and he smiled softly. Hopefully, they were far away from everyone and their attention. Elain probably shouldn’t have called him ‘her love’ in front of others, but it was so nice to hear, nevertheless. So nice. His eyes closed. Especially when she pressed her fingertips to his temples and began to rub his head in steady, light circles, applying just enough pressure.

“Breathe with me,” she murmured, taking deep, even breaths, and he began mirroring them with his own.

She stroked his jaw, her thumb brushing over his lower lip in a brief, intimate gesture.

“Someone will see,” he whispered.

“I am just giving you a little eucalyptus oil to smell,” she shrugged innocently, smiling down at him.

“Ahhh,” he managed a smile.

Cassian leaned over the railing, enjoying the evening breeze, and then his eyes fell on the scene below.

“Nes,” he muttered conspiratorially. “Nes!”

Nesta appeared at his side and threaded her arm in his, “what?”

“Did you see that?” he jerked his chin towards the lower deck.

Nesta glanced, then hummed, a small smile playing on her lips.

“What the hell is going on?” he demanded.

“Doesn’t he get seasick?” she reminded him non-chalantly.

“Yeah, but usually he isn’t snuggling on Elain’s lap when he does,” he countered.

“Cass,” Feyre approached them from behind and wrapped her arms around both of their waists. Her eyes sparkled, when she exchanged a quick glance with Nesta. “Can you go keep Rhys company?”

“What do you girls know?” he grumbled, eyeing them suspiciously.

Just like that, Mor was there as well, and he was being herded by all these females, who created a veritable cordon with their bodies, leisurely positioning themselves along the railing and obscuring the lower deck.

“Rhysie is feeling neglected,” Mor chirped.

“Why do I have a feeling like you are sending me on some clandestine mission?”

“Talking and laughing with your brother and High Lord isn’t a mission, Cass,” Feyre smiled at him, batting her lashes.

“Yeah, sure,” he sighed. “Fine, I’ll go, but,”

“But you’ll not discuss Elain and Azriel, of course,” sang Nesta lovingly, and stroked his jaw, before giving him a fleeting kiss on the lips.

“Oh, fuck. I knew something was going on,” he groaned. “I knew it!”

“You are very perceptive, darling,” she cooed.

“And you three knew?” he demanded under his breath.

“Knew what?” all three asked in unison, shrugging their shoulders.

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writtenonreceipts · 4 years ago

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It’s quick, it’s simple. It's domestic Nessian and co.

Family Ties

At eleven o’clock that fateful Thursday, Nesta stared at the turkey still basking in it’s brine. Just the sight of it made her want to hurl, but she’d never been a fan of meat to begin with.

“Oh this is a terrible idea,” Nesta said. "Who the hell let is host Thanksgiving? Absolutely the worst thing we could have ever done.”

“Probably,” Cassian agreed as he stared over his shoulder at the bucket that held the twenty pound bird. He’d insisted they should get a bigger bird with the horde of people coming over for the holiday but Nesta reminded him of the poorly sized oven of their townhouse.

“We should call it off. Lock the doors and get back in bed,” Nesta insisted. She rested her hands on her hips and glared at the offending carcass.

Her husbands hands snaked around her waist and his nose burrowed into her neck. “I like the sounds of that.”

Before either of them could act on Nesta’s suggestion however, the front door of their small townhouse burst open and a loud shout penetrated the mid-morning silence.

“UNCLE CASSIAN!”

The man in question chuckled into Nesta’s skin before pulling away from her just before a small ball of energy rammed into his legs. In a fluid motion, Cassian pulled a five-year old boy up into his arms.

“Damn boy, when’d you get so big?” Cassian asked grinning at the child in his arms.

Eyes widening, Elias Court stared at his uncle, his black hair falling into his impossibly blue eyes. “Momma says that’s a bad word and we shouldn’t use it.”

Nesta snorted at that. If Feyre was scolding her son for cursing she would first have to clean up her own language.

“Well, your Momma is right,” Nesta agreed. She gave Cassian a look, but her husband just shook his head and kept on grinning.

Nesta slipped out of the kitchen to the front door to find Rhysand juggling a pie, sack of groceries and a clingy three year old.

“Looks like you’ve got everything under control,” Nesta commented wryly. A part of her wanted to revert back to old times and be petty towards Rhysand, but the poor man did look a bit overwhelmed. At least until Moira squealed in delight at her aunt. “Come here baby.”

Taking Moira from Rhysand, Nesta stepped out onto the front steps of the house and waited for a very pregnant Feyre to come up the drive. It didn’t surprise Nesta at all that Feyre insisted on driving despite how long it took her to get in and out of a car. Nor did it surprise Nesta that Feyre was also carrying two seperate covered pans, a giant purse, and sack of other food items.

Nesta knew better than to say anything or offer to help, but she did set Moira down and tell her to go find the spare bedroom where a few dolls were stored. The child immediately took off back into the house.

Nesta stepped aside on the small porch as Feyre approached.

“Hey Nesta,” Feyre said with a tired smile.

“You look ready to collapse,” Nesta said. She knew Feyre would just scowl at her which she did. “You’re seven months pregnant babe.”

“I know," Feyre groaned. “Don't tell Rhys but I am more than ready to do nothing today.”

"Then go out your feet up," Nesta insisted. She grabbed the two pans of food from her sister, both stuffed full of potatoes and yams then took the other sack full of rolls and butter.

“Because then he'll turn into an overbearing mother hen.” Feyre hissed while glancing over Nesta's shoulder to the inside of the house. “And then I might strangle him. You'd think with baby number three he'd have calmed down. No. He’s gotten worse, Nes.”

Nesta of course didn't miss the soft smile on Feyre's lips. Despite the way Feyre went on, there was no mistaking the love between the two.

"Come in and put your feet up," Nesta ordered as she ushered Feyre inside. Her sister rolled her eyes but entered the house.

"When does Azriel get in?" Rhysand asked as Feyre and Nests came in.

"He's catching a ride with Elain and Lucien," Cassian said.

"And they’re running late," Nests added. "Apparently Micah was not cooperating with his special onesie."

"He's barely a month old," Rhysand said.

"It's his first Thanksgiving, babe," Feyre chuckled going immediately to the couch. “They are allowed to be annoying parents. Just this year.”

Moira was quick to return from the spare bedroom, doll in hand while Elias begged Cassian for a shoulder ride.

As she looked over the first part of her family, Nesta couldn't help the dopey little grin crossing her face. It had taken them all far too long to get to where they were individually and collectively. And it was good.

It was hours later when food comas were established and four children were asleep for naps that the adults were finally able to settle down and talk. Elain still had Micah in a wrap that kept him close to her chest, his red hair sticking out in all angles. As Nesta had expected, her sister was an amazing mother and Lucien doted on his wife and son to no avail.

Azriel leaned against the kitchen counter eating a second piece of pie while Rhysand showed him designs for a renovation to the new baby’s room that needed to be completed.

"Where's the booze," Elain called from the kitchen as she dug through cabinets and the fridge. "It's Thanksgiving and I haven't had a decent drink in ages."

"We are a boozeless house," Cassian announced. "Don't tell Mor. She'll disown us."

The blonde in question was spending the holiday with her girlfriend’s family. A feat that no one had expected but supported full heartedly. Varian and Amren were too busy in Hawaii enjoying life as a newly wed couple free of children and commitments.

"No but really," Elain said as she closed the fridge.

Nesta smiled softly and met Cassian's eye. They shared a gentle look that had tears springing to Nesta's eyes.

In their five years of marriage, it had just been the two of them. And Nesta had never thought that would change. Not with the way she'd treated her body when she was younger. Not when Cassian too had faced a rough childhood. They'd resigned themselves to a simple life together. And their other family members. Until now.

Cassian leaned down and kissed Nests gently on the crown of her head.

"We are booze less for about eight more months," Cassian said when Nesta didn't, tears already crawling down her cheeks.

Feyre sat up from her position on the couch and Elain let out a squeal as she dashed back into the living room.

"Are you serious?" Elain hissed in a loud whisper, sparing a look to Micah who slept soundly. "Nesta?"

Nodding fervently, Nests pulled up the camera on her phone where her first scan was and passed it around.

"Sweet little angel," Feyre cooed, holding onto the phone longer than necessary. She kept one hand firm on her own pregnant belly as she stared at the picture. "Oh Nesta, this is amazing."

Nests could only nod as she smiled at her family. Cassian's hand found hers and she realized that in the midst of everything...she was home.

tags-I didn’t use my usual list, because I know most of ya’ll tend to read/prefer my Rowaelin/TOG fics more...and then I kinda forgot who prefered being on which lists too because I am the worst. Good news is my inbox is always empty sooooo correct me if I ever mess something up. Love you guys!

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#nessian #Feysand #elucien #acotar #acowar #acofas #acomaf #acotar fanfiction #the fanfic no one asked for continues

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whaleiumsharkspeare · 5 years ago

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Today’s Variantology theme is Team Awesome, and wouldn’t ya know it, I have another fic for you! Hope you like!

*note: this fic takes place in an AU where Varian didn’t become the bad guy and instead moved into the castle after QfaD until he could figure out a way to save his dad. It takes place between season 1 and season 2* Also I don’t really have a title for it so I’ll just make one up now

A Late Night Chat

Eugene was sleeping soundly in his room in the castle. It had been another long day of helping Rapunzel try to figure out the mystery behind the black rocks, as well as tagging along with her as she did her usual princess duties. Life in the castle with the royal family of Corona was busy, and sometimes it was a little crazy, but he couldn’t ask for a better life than what he had now. He considered himself incredibly luckily to even be in the same kingdom as Rapunzel, let alone to live with her in the castle. It was a charmed life for sure. As Eugene lay on his bed dreaming his cozy dreams, he suddenly felt his slumber be interrupted by a knock at the door. Shaking himself awake, he sat on his bed rubbing his eyes, wondering if he’d even heard the sound right. After a few moments, another knock tapped on the door.

“Who is that trying to wake me up this late?” Eugene muttered to himself as he felt around in the dark for the oil lamp he kept on the bedside table. “I bet it’s Cass,” he grumbled as he finally found it and switched it on. “Doesn’t she know not to interrupt me when I’m trying to get my beauty rest?” Eugene grabbed the lamp and went to the door. Opening it and looking out, he at first saw nothing. Holding the lamp up to Cass’ height and expecting her to be there, he was startled when he heard a voice that most definitely did not belong to her.

“Uh, Eugene?”

“Gah!” Startled, Eugene almost dropped the lamp but he managed to catch it before it could fall to the ground and wake the whole castle with its clatter. He held the lamp out again, this time a little lower, and its light illuminated the young face of Varian standing in front of him. His hair was a bit messier than usual and his soft blue eyes were tired. He was wearing a faded blue shirt, pants that went down to a little bit above his ankles, and white socks with gray patches on the heels. One of them was pulled up a little higher than the other, with the other sock starting to slip down his foot just a bit. When he saw Eugene acting startled, he held his hands up and stepped back a little.

“Sorry, sorry. I didn’t mean to freak you out.”

Eugene had grown accustomed to seeing Varian a lot more frequently now that he lived in the castle with them, and more specifically right next door to Eugene, but he still wasn’t expecting to see the young alchemist so late at night. Eugene took long calming breaths after startling himself.

“Oh, Varian, it’s just you.” He held the lamp up and looked him up and down. “I hardly recognized you without your goggles and gloves. Don’t you know what time it is?”

“S-sorry.”

“What are you doing up so late?”

“I, uh, I just-“ Varian shuffled his feet awkwardly and sighed. “I couldn’t sleep.”

“Oh.” With the light of the lamp, Eugene could see that Varian was trying not to meet his eyes and he had a look on his face like there was something bothering him, or at least something on his mind. He looked pretty tired from the late hour, but mostly he just seemed a little unhappy. Understanding, Eugene moved out of the way of the open door. “Oh. Uh, well, do you want to come in then? Maybe talk about it?”

Varian nodded softly, still not meeting his eyes, and entered Eugene’s room. Eugene closed the door behind him and set the oil lamp down on the bedside table and turned it up brighter and lit a few candles to give the room additional light. Varian stood awkwardly in the middle of the room, not moving to sit anywhere, rubbing his right arm nervously. Eugene sat on the edge of his bed, watching the boy.

“What’s on your mind, Varian?”

“Well, lots of things,” he replied. He started rambling off, going about a mile a minute. “I’m a scientist so I’ve always got something on my mind. Especially with these rocks. I mean we still don’t know what they are or where they’re coming from and no matter what I try my alchemy just can’t seem to break them. And I’ve been charting their growth and they seem to be spreading at an exponential rate, so that’s a concern of mine. And then there’s Rapunzel with her hair. I don’t know what that’s about or how she’s connected to them but it’s very unusual, and-“

“Varian,” said Eugene calmly, interrupting his rant. He knew exactly what was going on. After all, he’d been a young boy once too. He knew Varian was trying to sidestep over what was actually bothering him. Varian stopped his rambling and made himself look at Eugene, and Eugene looked him in the eyes knowingly. “What’s really bothering you?”

Varian sighed and hung his head low.

“It’s...it’s my dad. I just can’t stop thinking about him.”

Eugene looked at Varian with sympathy as he continued his thought.

“He’s been stuck in that crystal for a while now. I’ve tried lots of things to set him free but nothing seems to be working. And the more I try, the more I’m reminded of what a failure I am, and how reckless and irresponsible I was to disobey him when he told me not to mess with the rocks. I just wanted to...to prove myself to him. That I’m not just a screw up. That I can figure out a way to get rid of the rocks and save my village. I just wanted him to be proud of me for once. But now, all I really want is for him to be back. I just...just miss him.” He wiped a tear from his eye and glanced up just in time to see Eugene looking at him. Feeling embarrassed, his face turned a bright shade of pink and he looked away awkwardly.

“Sorry. I didn’t mean to get all emotional like that. I know I should probably try to be a bit stronger about this.”

“No. No, Varian,” said Eugene, his voice warm and kind. He got off his bed and put his hands on Varian’s shoulders and knelt down onto the floor so that he could match Varian’s height. “Don’t apologize for feeling emotional. That’s totally normal. It’s not healthy to suppress your feelings. You don’t have to put on a brave face and act tough. You’re not very good at acting tough anyway,” he said in an affectionately teasing manner.

“I know,” Varian replied, cracking a slight smile and letting out a little awkward laugh. Eugene continued.

“No, but seriously. What you’re going through, that’s a very difficult thing. I can understand why it would keep you up at night. Nobody should have to deal with what you’re dealing with. And uprooting yourself to come here and stay in the castle, that was probably a very hard decision, and you’re brave for making it. Don’t be embarrassed for feeling sad about what happened. Honestly, I’d be more concerned if you didn’t miss him.”

“It’s just, he’s the only family I have left. My mother passed away when I was very young. I barely remember her anymore. Without him, I’ve got no one. I’m all on my own. And I’m not a little kid, I can handle myself, but-“

“You don’t want to be alone,” Eugene finished. Varian looked up at him. Eugene shook his head in understanding. “I know exactly how you feel.”

“You do?”

“Yes. It’s hard to tell because of my roguish charm and confident personality, but I was a lot like you growing up.”

Varian smirked at him for his comment, but he listened as Eugene finished his story.

“See, you thought me and Flynn Rider from the books were the same person, but that’s just not true. ‘The Tales of Flynnigan Rider’ books were just something that I adored as a kid, and I would read one every night in the orphanage to all the younger kids.”

“The...the orphanage?” Varian asked, his eyes wide in surprise.

“Yes. I’ve only told this story to two other people so you should consider yourself lucky that you’re hearing this. But I grew up in an orphanage. I was put there as a baby. I never knew who my real parents were, or if they were even still around. I always imagined they were these great adventurers, and that one day they’d come back and find me. But they never did, and no one ever wanted to adopt me. It was hard, growing up feeling lonely all the time. Never having answers about my parents and wondering why no one seemed to want me. I felt alone very often. But I loved the Flynn Rider books and the way that he could travel around doing whatever he wanted to do with no worries, just a life of adventure. He wasn’t a thief, but for a kid with nothing, I guess it just seemed like the better option. No one ever seemed to be coming, so my buddy Lance and I struck out on our own when we were about your age. I took the name from the books, and the two of us started our life of crime. Now I’m not telling you this to condone the idea that we were right in our actions. I know that being a thief was wrong. I’m only telling you this so that you can know that someone understands how you feel. Afraid of being alone, always seeking approval from others, I know exactly where you’re coming from.”

“Wow. I had no idea,” Varian said softly. Eugene shrugged.

“I guess we all have some element of our past that we’d rather not discuss. But if we can use it to help others, then it’s worth it. The important thing to remember is that our pasts don’t have to define who we are. Whoever we were in the past, whatever decisions we made, it’s true that they shape us into the people we are, but we don’t have to let it rule our lives. We have the power to change. What happened in the past is over and done, but the future is ours for the taking, and it can be whatever we make it out to be. Maybe I was a lonely thief then, but now I’m an honest citizen surrounded by people that I love. You don’t have to be defined by your past either, Varian. You are not a failure and you are not a screw up. You made a mistake, sure, but what matters is that you’re learning from it and you’re trying to fix it. Varian, you’re a good kid. A smart kid. I know that you’re gonna figure this thing out eventually. And until then, you don’t have to be afraid of being alone. You are surrounded by people who care about you. Rapunzel cares about you, Cassandra doesn’t have a soul but she still cares about you. And I care about you, too. And one thing I learned in the orphanage is that I hate seeing sad kids, so you better smile before you leave or this whole conversation will be pointless.”

“Thanks for talking to me, Eugene. It really did make me feel better.” Varian yawned and stretched his arms. “And you’re right. It is pretty late. I should probably get back to bed.” Varian walked over to the door and stood in the doorway for a moment.

“Goodnight, Eugene.”

“Hey, now, what about our agreement?” said Eugene.

“Oh, right,” Varian replied. He flashed him a quick grin, showing off his two little front buck teeth. Eugene smiled back at him and nodded.

“There we go! That’s better. Goodnight, Varian.”

He made his way out of the doorway and started to close the door behind him.

“And Varian,” Eugene called. Varian held the door open wider to catch what he had to say. “If you ever need to talk again about something that’s bothering you, or if you just want to talk about whatever, you know where to find me. You talk, and I’ll listen.”

Varian smiled and nodded, then closed the door softly behind him. Eugene sighed in relief for having helped the boy out. Then, with a yawn and a stretch, he blew the candles out and switched off the lamp as he gave himself back up to sleep.

And that’s it! Hope you enjoyed!

#tangled the series #rapunzels tangled adventure #tts varian #varian the alchemist #eugene fitzherbert #team awesome #variantology #project obsidian #projectobsidian

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arcadianmoonshadowjedi · 5 years ago

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So I wanted to share this lovely commission made by the lovely @tangledinart! Thank you so much for putting me in a selfie with this amazing, one of a kind gang that means so much to me! I also wanted to reflect and share my overall experience with the show and characters. All my critiques aside, the show has been an incredible, life-changing journey for me.

I didn't start watching it back in 2017, but I did start it around late March-early April 2019, before I was about to graduate from university. I was at a major time point in my life where I was about to no longer be a student after being that for my whole life, I was about to embark a new journey of being a full time adult. For me it was a rather terrifying time of my life and I was so afraid of what was to come next, that maybe I was not going to be good at handling adulthood (not gonna lie, I still am struggling with getting the hang of it, but I'm learning so much).

Then of course, I decided to start watching the show because I wanted more Tangled content and New Dream lol. I definitely DID NOT expect to fall in love with so many of the new characters or the story or for it to be so impactful and inspiring to me in so many ways. This show gave me characters that were around my age going through their own struggles and life-changing adventures. Characters that I can relate to in so many different ways that I didn't expect to!

Personality wise, I'm definitely most similar to Rapunzel. Her bubbly, optimistic personality, her thirst for adventure, her always trying to make the best of the worst situation no matter how hard it is, and her having to fight and overcome her trauma Yup! That's definitely me! She's the number 1 character in the show that I see myself in. I felt for her so much whenever she was happy or when she was going through a tough time. It was like I was seeing me going through these situations (I know it's cliche but that's just how I felt 😂😅).

Eugene is definitely the embodiment of what I would love to see in the love of my life. He's funny, and he loves Rapunzel so much and risks so much to do what's best for her. He's also very respectful of her and her wishes and is always willing to give her space she needs. New Dream is just such a healthy and safe relationship and they are without a doubt couple goals! 😍❤

I also wanted to talk about Eugene as an individual and how the number 1 thing I relate to him on is his identity crisis and figuring out his role in life (pretty much every student/millennial lol 😏). Fitzherbert PI is definitely one of my favorite S1 episodes because Eugene trying to find his career and even getting rejected is such a realistic representation of what so many young adults and students have to go through before finding their right path in life. I love that a constant recurring theme in his character arc is him struggling with his identity, whether it's putting his thieving days behind, finding out he's the dark prince, being appointed captain, it's such a strong and relatable crisis that many people go through in real life. On a more personal note, being an American from a minority population who has also moved to another country and lived there for years, I have dealt with so many questions and conflicted feelings over "Who I'm supposed to be?" Or "Where do I belong?" Or "Do I have a place to call home, even though I technically have 2 countries that I'm a citizen of?". Seeing Eugene deal with so many identity crises just reminded of myself dealing with my own identity crises too!

Cassandra! Also one of my faves! I think her primary struggle and conflict were her feeling of self-worth. To me, she's someone who always felt like she had to prove herself to people and fight too hard to do it that it could even take a wrong turn, especially if she felt that someone got in her way. My favorite moment of her in the whole show was in Waiting in the Wings, when she was singing about how she felt that no matter how hard she worked and no matter how hard she tried, her dreams and goals felt unattainable. When I was younger, I definitely dealt with so much self-esteem issues and felt a lack of self-worth. I felt like I had to prove myself to other people, especially people that undermined and derided me. Even in undergrad, I would sometimes feel like no matter how hard I studied or worked hard, I just could never achieve the grades or the success I wanted. I'm not gonna pretend like I don't deal with these issues but when I look back, I can definitely say that I grew and fought hard to reclaim my self worth, but I am still learning to let my self love grow ❤ And yes while I think her S3 arc should've been better executed, I can say that I was very proud of Cass that she finally reclaimed her self worth at the end. In fact, the reason why her finale outfit is my fave outfit of hers is not only because it looks the best on her, but also because at that point, she has accepted all her struggles and her conflict and has finally reclaimed her own identity. She no longer feels the need to prove herself to anyone and has grown and learned to love herself. ❤❤

Lance! My boy! Gosh I love this goofball so much! 😂😍 I'm not gonna lie, I wish he was given better character development and depth. But a major thing I loved about him was his endless love and loyalty to his friends (I got the feeling that would probably be the least likely to ever betray the gang because of that). My 2 favorite moments for him in the show was in Destinies Collide when he was the one who came up with the idea of destroying the statues to defeat the ghosts! I was so proud of him! 😭 And of course, Bigger Than That! His solo! I screamed with excitement when he got his moment to shine and sing! He helped everyone fight and overcome their fears and I just can't!! 😭😭❤😍

Varian! This cute little baby boy! 😍 So at first, when I was introduced to him, I didn't like him lol. My first impression of him was "who the hell is this cheesy, annoying random character?" And I still didn't like him in Great Expotations. I would definitely say that my feelings about him changed once I got to Queen For A Day. This episode showed us so much depth and emotion to his character that I was totally not expecting to see! And his turn to villainy! Oh boy! I was so excited!! 🤩 I personally enjoyed and loved him as a villain and it also made me appreciate him in prior episodes as well. Then of course S3 Varian was the best! I was like "My boy is back!" When I first saw him in Rapunzel's Return. I know many people felt his redemption was rushed (I somewhat agree) but I personally felt that it was well handled and I was so happy to see him back on the side of good and him being friends with Rapunzel again! And just him being nice again and also retaining his sass was just the best thing ever! 😍😂 Of course how could I not mention that I'm also a chem geek (I majored in Biochem in undergrad) and that seeing Varian geek over alchemy/chemistry was just soo cool!! 😍🧪

Overall, I’m so happy that I got to experience this amazing series and these amazing well-crafted characters that I connected with and was inspired by! I’m also glad I got to join this incredible fandom with a strong, endless love for tangled ❤ I will forever be grateful.

#tangled rapunzel #tangled eugene #new dream tangled #new dream #New Dream Daily #Cassandra #cassandra tangled #Lance Strongbow #lance tangled #lance tts #Varian #rta varian #varian the alchemist #Varian the chem dork! 😂#rapunzel and eugene #rapunzel's tangled adventure #tangled the series #tangled

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hellas-himself · 5 years ago

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More Than Enough

Remember that self indulgent crack ship holiday fic I was writing about Cassian and Feyre? And how I couldn’t seem to mix the past with the present?

It’s a fic now. Still in the same AU just like... the year before. Leading up to the cheesy ass nonsense it is now. Originally it was going to be angsty at first but I think we have enough of that in our real life. If you haven’t read the crackship holidays featuring these two dumbasses, start here or on AO3.

Also. I promise all my other fics are not being abandoned.

I’ve had a playlist to listen to when writing them but it is so incredibly inappropriate if you understand spanish. and i haven’t made it onto spotify yet. But this song reminded me of them and that’s where the title comes from. Which is funny because Alina is who i put beside Toni Mafud as Rhys and Feyre whenever fan casts come up. ANYWAY.

Let’s follow Feyre as she thirsts after her best friend.

I blame it on the music.

Cassian lost his shirt about half an hour ago and is doing pull ups. The garage door is open, letting in the cold winter air. My fingers are cold but I don’t like wearing gloves when sketching. I had been working on hands and eyes but once he tossed his shirt… It’s not like I’ve never seen Cassian without a shirt on before. Between him and his brothers, they seem to always find an excuse to not wear one. But the difference is I don’t find myself daydreaming about what it would be like to run my fingers down their backs.

It’s definitely the music.

Even if I didn’t understand the words, the beat itself is way too sensual to not be about anything else but sex. But the lyrics and Cassian’s sweaty, half naked body mixed with the fact that I haven’t had sex in months is probably the worst mix. I am not supposed to be imagining sleeping with my best friend.

I clear my throat, startling Valo who was falling asleep at my feet.

“Sorry, baby, I need a drink.”

I set my sketch book and pencil down on the crate beside my chair.

“Would you get me a drink, bunny?” Cas breathes out and my face flushes all the more. I didn’t need another detail to this stupid daydream.

“Yeah,” I squeak and head into the house. I already know his post workout drink recipe by heart. I drink ice cold water while the blender is going.

Cassian is suspended in the air, holding his entire body parallel to the floor with his hands. Goddamn him. He drops his head back so that he’s looking at me upside down and he smiles.

“I love you,” he says and I roll my eyes.

“I’ll love you more if you don’t bust your ass.”

He chuckles and just to drive the nail in the coffin that is my desire to be the reason he’s making noises like that, he slowly lowers his body and resumes his pull ups. I set his cup on the table where he has his tools and go back to sit down.

Cassian drops down and walks over to his mat to do his cool down stretches. A new song comes on and the words are so filthy that I find myself staring at him. His tattoos. My ex-boyfriend had always believed I was into Cassian- and I wasn’t. But I wasn’t blind and I’ve been at his house almost every single day since Thanksgiving- he is always without a shirt.

It’s just the music.

“Plan on drawing me?” Cassian asks and I blink. I look away from his tattooed chest and to his face. He is smirking. Shit.

“Uh. Yeah. What better way to do anatomy studies than with a living reference?”

“Anatomy, huh?”

He flashes me a grin before he walks over to the table for his drink.

“Hey, what do you want for dinner?”

His question distracts me from looking at his ass.

“Uh, whatever you want… I’m not really craving anything.” Except you. I sigh and cover my face with my hands and lean over. I need a cold shower.

“Hey… You alright?” he asks softly.

I nod and slowly sit upright.

“I’m just… I’m fine. I promise.”

He doesn’t believe me but he walks over to grab his speaker.

“I love this song,” he says and starts to sing along to it as he gratefully goes back into the house.

Cassian meets me in the living room now dressed in a white tee and grey sweatpants. He lifts both my legs up so that he can sit down. This is normal. I always use his lap to rest my legs.

“I ordered Greek, I hope you don’t mind.”

“I told you, I’m not craving anything except-”

Fuck my entire life. Cassian raises a brow and I toss him the remote.

“Why don’t we finish your show so then we can watch my movie?”

This pacifies him and thankfully, his stupid show is so violent and bloody that all thoughts of fucking my best friend fade from my mind.

Our annual Christmas party is tonight and I’ve found an outfit. It is the kind of outfit Tamlin would have told me not to wear. It’s blood red and insanely inappropriate for winter with its spaghetti straps and super low neckline. Mor says it’s the perfect thing to wear after a break up and just the thought of all the pictures we’ll take with me and Cassian together makes me believe it.

I hang the dress up in the closet of Cassian’s bedroom. The heels are set beside his dress shoes and I can’t help but think about his reaction. Of dancing with him all night and coming back here and-

“Bunny!”

“I’m in the closet!”

I hear him chuckle.

“Shut up,” I call out and walk into the bedroom to find him pulling off his shirt. I feel my face go hot.

“I’m going to shower… do you want me to use the other bathroom?”

“What? No, this is your house,” I say far more casually than I feel. “Besides, we’ve got time, we can share.”

I want to punch myself in the face. Cassian starts to grin.

“The shower might be a little too small for the both of us but I’m sure we could find a way to-”

Cassian laughs when I smack his arm.

“Not exactly where I like being spanked but I’ll take it.”

“Oh my god, Cassian.”

He laughs and disappears into the bathroom. I force myself to leave the room when I hear the water.

Cassian walks into the kitchen in nothing but a towel, his hair wet, water dripping down his chest. He walks over and takes the sandwich from my hands.

“Fuck, we’re out of beer,” he mutters as he opens the fridge. I grab the second sandwich I made, expecting him to steal from my plate and force my gaze up. On his stupidly gorgeous face.

“I can go get some,” I say but he shakes his head and walks over to take my cup of iced tea.

“Are you cool with us taking a cab tonight?”

“Uh, yeah. I guess.”

Cassian drinks from my cup and sets it down before pinching my cheek.

“It’ll just be you and me,” he says softly. “So don’t worry about it.”

I blush at this and Cassian kisses my forehead.

“I’m gonna go get dressed. Thanks for the snack,” he says with a wink and walks away.

I keep my makeup rather muted; lip gloss and the usual winged liner. Nude eyeshadow. Cassian picked out the highlight and I have to admit, he chose well. My hair isn’t going to get any better, so I leave it in loose waves rather than the curls I’d wanted. I’ll leave that to Mor. I feel nervous, this is the first time since the breakup that I’m going out with all of our friends but Cassian will be there, and that’s enough to ease my nerves. Almost.

“Our ride is here,” Cas says as he walks into his bedroom. He stops and just stares. I approach him and hold out my ID card and debit card, needing to ignore the way his attention has me feeling.

“I don’t have pockets.”

“What?” He blinks and looks down at my hand. He laughs and pulls his wallet out. “You only need your ID.”

“Maybe so,” I say and reach out to smooth down the collar of his shirt while he puts my cards away. I remember my lip gloss and put it in his back pocket, giving him a wink.

Cassian holds my hand when we go outside, helping me down the steps and the driveway. It’s a regular occurrence, but I blush when he opens the door for me. And when he slides an arm around my shoulders when he sits down beside me. We take a bunch of pictures and call Cassian’s parents to check on Val- as if we hadn’t seen him an hour ago.

When we get to the club, Cassian holds my hand as we walk inside. Cassian and the boys are all friends with the owner, so we get to skip the line.

“Where are we going?” I ask as Cassian leads us up to the VIP lounge.

“Meeting up with Rhys.”

“What’s he doing up here?”

Cassian chuckles. “You know Rhys never passes a chance to be extra as fuck.”

I can’t argue with that.

Upstairs, Cassian helps me out of my coat. His fingers brush my skin and my mind takes a swan dive into the gutter.

“What do you say to a few drinks before we go downstairs?” he asks as he takes my hand. The bouncer outside the lounge acknowledges us with a nod.

“Yeah, I could use it.”

Cassian flashes me a grin and then opens the door.

“SURPRISE!” Everyone shouts and I find all of our friends standing under a Happy Birthday banner.

I am at a loss for words and Cassian laughs, bringing me further into the room. I’d completely forgotten about my birthday, I hadn’t cared enough to even think that anyone else would. But Elain is here with Az. So is Rhys and Lucien, Amren, Varian. Viv and Kallias, too. I’m separated from Cassian as I’m hugged and kissed by everyone. I realize Tarquin and Cresseida are here as well. Rhys is the one who breaks open the first bottle and we all stand around the little table to take shots.

“There is a cake,” Elain says as she hands me another shot. “But that’s later.”

“Later?”

She winks at me and shouts for Azriel.

“That’s my favorite song!” she exclaims and her husband happily ditches his brothers to go out and dance with his wife.

Lucien and Rhys pull me in for another hug as the others begin to trail down to the dance floor.

“You look good enough to eat,” Lucien mumbles and I laugh.

“Don’t tell me you’re already drunk, Luce.”

“We may have pregamed at the house,” Rhys admits. “But we took an uber! It’s okay.”

I roll my eyes.

“You both suck. I’m going to go find me two other cute boys to dance with. Boys who would have invited me to pregame with them and no amount of flirting is going to fix that.”

They begin to whine and I laugh, holding onto Rhysand’s forearms as they keep me caged between them.

“Alright! You win!” I say with a laugh and look over to find Cassian looking my way. He smiles.

I want to ask him to dance but Mor pulls him away before I can open my mouth.

We drink and dance and drink and dance and drink some more. I feel light headed and everything makes me laugh. But I haven’t danced with Cassian yet and that’s enough to dampen the mood. I push my way through the crowd until I find Cassian at the bar. I take the empty barstool beside him and sit down. I order myself a margarita before turning to face him.

“And where have you been all night?” I ask and Cassian smirks.

“Enjoying the night,” he says and takes a sip of his drink.

“Without me?”

I don’t understand the look in his eyes as he takes a sip of his drink. He sets the glass down and leans forward. I didn’t really understand just how short this dress was until he lays his hand on my thigh. If I turn my chair completely, if he moves his hand just an inch more…

“Yes,” he says and kisses me cheek. “But I think I’m about to enjoy it more now.”

“Why?” I manage to say. Cassian’s hand brushes my thigh as he sits upright.

“I’m about to go dance with my best friend.”

“Are you now?”

My drink is set before me and I grab it, chugging it down as Cassian slides off his chair. He turns mine so that I’m facing him completely and puts his hands on my hips.

“If she says yes, of course.”

I finish the last of my drink and set down the glass.

“When have I ever said no to you?”

Cassian grins.

I have danced with Cassian many times. At parties, at the beach, at clubs and bars and festivals. At his parents’ house. I should be used to the feeling of his body against mine, of his hands on me while we dance but not like this. I want nothing more than to take him back up to the lounge and push him down on the sofa or go find an empty bathroom stall.

But I don’t.

Birthday cake and alcohol isn’t the best mix, but I haven’t felt this alive in months. My face hurts from laughing, from smiling. My vision is spotty from all the pictures we’ve taken but I don’t care. Everything is right in the world.

“My feet hurt,” I complain and sit on Cassian’s lap.

“Want me to rub your feet?”

I shake my head and lean into him.

“No. Not until I’m showered.”

He laughs. “Okay.”

I sigh when he wraps his arms around me. He is so warm and smells so good, I want to stay this way forever.

“I think the birthday girl is done for the night,” Rhys says teasingly and I realize I was dozing off. I look up to see Rhys standing there with a stupid smirk on his face.

“Fuck you,” I say and curl up in Cassian’s arms. I feel his hand holding my dress down from showing everyone else my ass.

“Tempting,” Rhys says and then shoves his hands in his pockets. “But I think I’ll pass.”

I don’t think much of the look Rhys gives Cassian in favor of playing with his hair. I take way too much satisfaction in the knowledge that not everyone gets to do this, and that he enjoys it. Cassian seems to win whatever silent staring contest he and Rhys were having and Rhys rolls his eyes and goes after his boyfriend.

“You’re making me sleepy, bunny.”

“Good thing we’re going home together then,” I say before my mind catches up. But Cassian only chuckles and hugs me a little closer.

Cassian and I are a laughing mess as we stumble into the house. I lean on him to step out of my heels and he laughs as I shrug off my coat and toss it at him. We’re both trying to catch our breath, and I swat his hand away when he tries to tickle me again.

“I’m taking a shower,” I breathe out and walk off but he stops me.

“Wait,” he says and I turn to find him smiling.

“What?”

“Happy birthday,” he says softly and pulls me in for a hug. “I promise I’ll make you breakfast in the morning.”

“Hm… you really know the way to a girl’s heart, Cas.”

He pinches my side and I yelp.

“Go shower,” he says and kisses the top of my head.

“I won’t be long.”

My shower is clumsy and not at all relaxing. My feet hurt. So I put lotion on my body and grab the bottle of perfume that is on the dresser, except it’s not perfume but cologne. I shrug and put on Cassian’s Nirvana tee shirt and double check I actually have underwear on before I go looking for him.

“Cas?” The house is dark save for the light coming from his room. “My feet fucking hurt.”

He says something but I don’t understand it. His room is open and I step inside, finding him lying on his bed. He’s got basketball shorts on and his hair is loose.

“Bunny!” he says as if he hadn’t seen me all day. “I almost busted my ass in the shower.”

“Me, too.” I say with a laugh. “Maybe we should’ve showered together. It would’ve been safer that way.”

“I like the way you think, Archeron.”

He holds his hand out to me and when I’m close enough, he pulls me into bed with him. “You smell good.”

I snort. “I smell like you.”

“Exactly.”

I swat his arm but he ignores it, putting his arms around me.

“My feet hurt,” I complain, hoping he’ll make good on his promise.

“Just stay here,” he says simply.

My heart stops and starts too fast.

“Like… sleep here?” I ask too quietly.

“Mhm.” He goes quiet for a moment and then groans. “I forgot to turn the light off.”

“I can do it,” I say.

“No… Stay here.”

He goes quiet once more, and I let myself relax. We haven’t shared a bed since we were kids, playing video games until Adela would force us to go to bed. I smile at the thought and rest my head against his chest.

“Goodnight, Cas,” I say quietly, my eyes getting heavy.

“Goodnight, bunny,” he says and lets me go to stretch. Then he wraps his arms around me again and moves us so that we’re on our sides. He presses a kiss to my forehead and I close my eyes, letting the warmth of him lull me to sleep.

@mythicaitt @bookloveaffair @nalgenewhore @candid-confetti

#more than enough #cassian x feyre #crackship #and absolute self indulgence #him calling her bunny will be the end of me #i dont care what's canon #or that feyrhycien is everything to me

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rabbitsparklez · 5 years ago

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✨sorry Im kinda late if you're still doing the ask thingy. anyway, what are some of your UNPOPULAR opinions?

No, it’s fine! I’m happy to get asks whenever :)

First of all, I’d like to apologize for the delay. It took me like 3 days to answer this because I added a lot. This was a LOT more elaborate than you asked for so uh...... enjoy?

I have a lot of conflicted opinions that I wouldn’t exactly call “unpopular”, but I also have several that I would. There is negativity in this post, and if you’d rather not read it, then please don’t.

Please do not comment or message me about these if you disagree. This is my blog, and if you generally disagree with my than I don’t know what you are doing here.

Thank you for the ask!

1. I kinda... almost.... hated “Buddy”.

Yes, it’s a really catchy song and a great blend of Zach and James’ voices, but it also serves as a reminder that the writers prioritized Cassandra’s importance over Eugene’s. I’m already not a fan of it when people use strong and mature characters in overly silly scenarios, but it makes my stomach churn to think that they would actually dare to ridicule Eugene to such a far extent in order to give Cassandra the spotlight, when her entire arc was written poorly despite all their costly efforts to give it to her. I know that Eugene didn’t intentionally fall under the influence of those flowers and he certainly would’ve done something had he been there when Rapunzel discovered the Moon Incantation, but honestly that just bothers me even more because Eugene had so much potential and they wasted it.

2. (I don’t know what’s gonna come of this) I don’t hate King Frederick. I’m very disappointed in him, but I don’t hate him. Everyone hates him because of his failure to handle a threat to the kingdom, and his rashness and dishonestly toward his daughter, and I both agree to a lot of it, but I don’t hate him.

I have no excuses for the fact that he lied about having the black rocks under control because he didn’t know what to do about them. As the king, it is his responsibility to consider what is best for his kingdom, and by lying about a major threat, he only caused the problem to get worse. The reason the black rocks came in the first place, however, is because he took the Sundrop to heal his dying wife and unborn child. I know it wasn’t the most prudent decision, and he did a horrible job cleaning up the mess he made afterwards, but he was desperate to save his family, and chances are likely that he didn’t have time to consider every aspect and consequence that taking the Sundrop would cause.

Regarding his actions towards Rapunzel, I hate the fact that he would dare consider locking his own daughter in her room to protect her from something that he’s not making any effort to fix. Treating people immorally harshly while saying it’s for their own good is toxic, and I want to make it clear that I am the last person to defend abusers, but I highly doubt that Frederick gingerly considered every aspect of locking his daughter in her room and how it would affect her. Rapunzel was kidnapped as a baby, and that gives two reasons why Frederick is so protective of her: the fact that he is her father and the pain and trauma in itself. Everyone takes trauma differently, depending on the person and the weight of the situation. I hate it when people who are clearly smart and strong enough to understand the situation use their traumas as an excuse to justify their actions, but some people are so devastated by their traumas that they completely lose themselves. Again, he logically wouldn’t have thought about every single thing he was doing and the trouble it would cause. He lost his baby girl. I’ve heard many times that losing a child is the worst pain imaginable, and you could only understand that pain if you experienced it. Perhaps he even felt responsible for the fact that his daughter was kidnapped because he thought that he wasn’t as protective as he should’ve been, and the idea of “making things right again” and protecting her was drilled so deeply into his mind. In addition to the pain that he went through and how that affected his judgments, Frederick had no parental experience whatsoever. All parents have to figure out who their children are and how they should handle situations. Doing this involves trial and error, tears and pain. As seen in the episode “You’re Kidding Me”, Rapunzel and Eugene both thought they knew how to treat children but both of them made errors due to the cooperation and sensitivity of the kids they were looking after - this applies to every parent and every child. Frederick was completely ad-libbed into parenthood, and his trauma from losing his child did not mix well with Rapunzel’s spirit of adventure and independence.

As a king, Frederick failed in his responsibility to do what is best for the kingdom, and I agree that he wasn’t justified for the actions he took (or didn’t take), and he was a jerk for lying about it; but as a father, I feel more sympathy for him because in his eyes, he was doing the right thing, even though we know that he wasn’t. People are so quick to justify Varian for his actions following his traumas, when he’s admittedly intelligent enough to understand them; but people are so quick to demonize Frederick for his actions following his traumas, when he’s clearly not intelligent enough to understand them. I don’t think that’s fair in the minimal sense and it still irks me how biased a lot of people were in this situation.

3. I’m not sure how “popular” or “unpopular” this one is considered, but I hated both Stalyan and Brock Thunderstrike. It takes a lot for me to actually hate a character, but considering how much they wronged Eugene, I can’t ever see them in a positive perspective.

Aside from almost killing Lance, Stalyan abused Eugene. When he was only 16, she tried to marry him so that he could be her partner in crime, and judging by the way she talked to him in BTCW, it’s likely that she manipulated him and constantly belittled his choices. (which is another reason I hate how they did that with the Cass arc, because he should be entitled to such a valid opinion). She called him by his fake last name and tried to pull him back into the past, showing that she gave no importance to his persona and development as a character. When he refuses to marry her, her dad poisons his best friend and forces Eugene to either let his best friend from childhood die, or leave his girlfriend - his closest companion who filled in his missing parts and helped him to know that he mattered. Afterwards, she brushed it of with “that was my dad’s idea, but bad guys have a flair for drama”, in the least sympathetic tone imaginable. She then locked him and his dying friend in prison until the wedding, and tried to convince him that he wasn’t good enough for the woman he loved. The writers could’ve used her as a way to understand Eugene’s insecurities and pain a little bit better, but they freaking REDEEMED her. She just went with Rapunzel on a little road trip where she decided “y’know what, you can have my ex boyfriend and I’ll move on! Tell him I said hi!”. We didn’t get a proper address that Stalyan likely had a role in damaging Eugene’s sense of importance and trust, but even worse, we didn’t get an apology. I can’t believe that they made Rapunzel deal with someone else’s abusive relationship, where she hardly understood what was actually going on. Stalyan never said another word to Eugene or apologized to him or Lance for what she had done to both of them. She married a guy that looks exactly like him in the end too! Instead of looking for someone new, she chose a guy who looks exactly like her ex, showing that she cared more about his looks than his inner self.

Speaking of her new boyfriend, I hated Brock Thunderstrike. Let’s just pretend that Eugene hasn’t already been sidelined and ridiculed for Cass, and make an almost exact copy of him, only without his flaws and development! Let’s make him look exactly like him, make him repeat every iconic action and line that he made in the movie in a flawless way, and make him steal his entire former identity! - THAT WAS SO STUPID! I can’t believe they actually did that! Eugene is one of the most meticulously created, personified, and multifaceted characters that Disney has ever created, but not only did they push him in the mud to give Cassandra space, but they created this idiot Mary Sue copy of him with no personification otherwise! In the end, just like Stalyan, he decided with no redeeming deeds or apologies that he would make a new person of himself.

They really make a good match, and that’s not a compliment.

4. I love Lance as a person, but not as a character - If that makes any sense.

I love that wholesome boy a lot, but I don’t like the way he was used in the show. I think that even he pitched in to the factors that flattened Eugene as a character in the show. First of all, it takes away some of the meaning of love and it’s necessity to Eugene’s life. We always thought that Eugene was a lonely, rejected child who needed love more than he realized, but it turns out he did, in fact, have a buddy who wasn’t just his partner in crime for years, but a close, brotherly figure. That contradicts the significance of Eugene’s childhood and life as an orphan. Secondly, Lance was often used as an object to distract Eugene and drag him into the stupid and nonsensical scenarios that prevented him from interfering with Rapunzel and Cassandra’s overly prioritized involvement to the plot of the episode. Don’t get me wrong. I love Lance and have nothing against him, but his role as a character could’ve been used in better ways.

5. Adira should have either had a larger or smaller role in the show.

When we were introduced to Adira in Season 2, she was the fairy godmother that always came when the squad was in distress. She could do everything: she is superhumanly strong and agile, can cook, can effortlessly cut down trees, can survive in the wilderness, knows everything, and is practically perfect. But considering her knowledge of the Sundrop and Moonstone and her past with the Dark Kingdom, I was disappointed that we couldn’t explore more of her character and personality. In Season 3, she just kind of vanished. Considering her amazing abilities, we could’ve explored her character and learned of her weaknesses and backstory in season 3, but we didn’t. She played a lot of parts in Season 2 but almost none in Season 3. I thought Adira was sort of a Mary Sue. She’s perfect on the outside, but we have little knowledge of the inside. To make her a better character, she could’ve either been brought into the light in Season 3, or not given as much attention in Season 2. Either way, she’s an unbalanced character. I like her, but she’s hollow.

6. I like Shorty.

He’s kind of pointless and it made me roll my eyes when he unintentionally saved the day when other characters *cough* Eugene *cough* could’ve done so, but he also made me laugh a lot. He’s an idiot but fairly harmless otherwise. Also, unlike a lot of things in the show, he’s in character. In the movie, it wasn’t out of character for Shorty to pop up in weird places or save the day without really knowing it (he was one of the ones who helped Eugene break out of prison). The Snuggly Duckling was a major point in the movie and we didn’t see a lot it in the show. While Shorty’s tagging along didn’t contribute anything to society, it kept the Snuggly Duckling present in the show.

7. As much as I love him, I’m not attracted to Eugene.

I think he’s handsome and charming, but I ship him with Rapunzel too much to be in love with him :). I would give anything to have a platonic friend like him, but maybe not a husband.

To be frank, I’m a little creeped out by people who seem to “fall romantically in love” with characters, because they sometimes........well let’s just say that they portray them in a way that makes me incredibly uncomfortable - if you know what I mean. This applies to all characters, but especially to the ones that I like.

8. Varian’s role was too invasive. You’re probably surprised at this, because a lot of fans seem to think that he didn’t get enough of a role and wasn’t put to his full potential. I agree that he is a very elaborate character with a lot of potential, but he was never intended to be a main character, and he shouldn’t have been given a larger perspective and more angst factors than the actual main characters.

After his villain arc, fans started hating Rapunzel because they had sympathy for Varian and accused her of not treating him well, which I hated. It is true that he was in a situation worth having pity on him for, but they expressed a lot more emotional impact from his perspective than from anyone else’s, thus fans only considered his feelings. Rapunzel was going through an extremely difficult time at that moment, too, but it was shown in a less dramatic and sympathyzable way. She almost lost her parents and the man she loved in a snowstorm, while for the first time when she had to make prudent decisions as a leader, the kingdom was in a state of distress. After the storm, her father continued to lie to her, and the reason she never helped him was because he convinced her that Old Corona was under control. All she wanted to do was stabilize herself in a calm state of mind, which was ok, because she didn’t realize that there was more trouble. Even so, she could hardly do so because she was still stressed and traumatized. If these things from her perspective were more clearly presented to the audience, there would’ve been less of a war in the fandom and there probably would’ve been sympathy from both sides. But they wanted to show things from Varian’s point of view, which was valid until he went feral. {He stated in the episode before the finale that he understood that Rapunzel “did what she had to”, and he is clearly intelligent enough to pull things together, but everyone used trauma as an excuse. If he could connive that entire plot where he would kidnap the queen, use a dummy of him, extract the Sundrop’s power, etc. then he clearly was in a sane enough state of mind to put things together, but he didn’t. In Season 3, he admitted that the reason he became a villain was because he had taken his anger too far, after realizing that he was wrong. }

Considering that Rapunzel is the main character and the writers expect us to feel sympathy for her, they should’ve at least made the situation less dramatic from Varian’s point of view. Chris Sonnenburg himself was annoyed with fans who sympathized more for Varian and watched the show for him instead of Rapunzel - but in a way it was his fault for the way he portrayed the situation. I agree with him in the sense that I was annoyed with Varian fans taking over the fandom and demonizing Rapunzel, but it was the crew’s own choice to make Varian such a likable character to so many people.

Although his redemption arc was handled well in my opinion, it was more focused on and important to the show than that of the Father of Tangled Redemption Arc’s - Eugene’s. His redemption arc is the backbone to the entire franchise, but the series didn’t take him seriously, so even though his redemption subtly fell in place in Season 1 especially, I was disappointed that he didn’t have a nice serious episode where his redeemed self shined in the light, while Varian, a secondary character, did. Although not to such an extent, Varian’s role, similar to Cassandra’s was prioritized in the show above the main characters’ and that bothers me.

9. I’d say this one is more under-acknowledged than unpopular, but Cassandra’s existence contradicted Rapunzel’s development rather than bringing out her characteristic “compassion”

Even after all of the horrible things Cassandra did to Rapunzel, to Eugene, and to the kingdom of Corona after deciding to turn evil, she was redeemed. Anyone would’ve stopped pitying her and left her behind, but Rapunzel still cared for her and let her be her friend again. Why? Because the writers tried so hard to convey the message that Rapunzel has compassion for everyone and anything that comes in her path.

It is true and in her character for Rapunzel to be compassionate and humane. The movie conveyed the message that Rapunzel, even after spending so many years unloved and mistreated, loves and has sympathy for everyone. She sees the good in everyone and everything, thus she is capable of redeeming those who have strayed. This characteristic of hers is what caused Eugene to leave behind his past self and find a new life. She didn’t fix him; she opened his soul and brought out the good person who had been hiding inside him for the longest time. The same thing happened to the thugs, other former thieves, and many others. Rapunzel’s compassion and love for others brings the best out of the unlikeliest of people. The way Glen Keane described it, Rapunzel is the representation of humanity.

However, Mother Gothel is the representation of everything that is an obstacle to Rapunzel and her freedom. She gaslight and objectified her by passively claiming that she loved her, and used her as an object to satisfy her own vanity. She never let her express her energetic and adventurous self by locking her inside, and when Rapunzel rebelled, she locked her in chains and took her to the dungeon. Rapunzel’s development can only grow if she is not stifled by chains and abuse, therefore she should avoid Mother Gothel at all costs. But who is this person who, three years later, Rapunzel tries to redeem? The very daughter of Mother Gothel, who is more like a reincarnation of her to be frank. She brought back what Rapunzel was supposed to leave behind. She condescended over her and shamed her for her underdeveloped tendencies before she even betrayed her. She constantly wanted more from her instead of accepting her who she was. She blamed her for her problems and victimized herself. Rapunzel is supposed to be past these things so that she can grow to be a strong and independent woman. Using Cassandra as a permanent villain who Rapunzel would fight against would define her as a developed woman who has moved on from her traumatic past - but it wasn’t like that. Rapunzel pined onto Cassandra despite everything she put her through. The writers tried to use this situation as a way to bring out Rapunzel’s compassion, but it contradicted her self independence and strength.

Rapunzel and Cassandra’s relationship was a toxic one, and it shouldn’t have been portrayed as a good thing at any time in the show, because of it’s disintegration of Rapunzel’s development. Rapunzel is both compassionate and resilient, but because of how poorly the writers handled this, they contradicted both of her character tendencies. It looked more like schizophrenia to be honest: One day Rapunzel resents Cassandra for her actions and fights her with a powerful incantation to keep her away from Eugene; the next day, she sings a song mourning their friendship and expressing how much she wanted her to come back.The way a character’s personality traits are presented is very important. Imagine that you’re at a restaurant where every item uses the same ingredients, but is arranged and composed in a different way. A burger on a bun with lettuce, tomatoes, cheese and ketchup would be delicious and appealing; however, a hamburger and cheese smoothie with chunks of lettuce and tomatoes floating in it and ketchup drizzled on top would be nauseating and a horrible idea (sorry for the ridiculous comparison but hopefully it gets the point across). Even though the two items have the same composition, one of them works and the other doesn’t. Rapunzel is both compassionate and resilient, but the writers made a contradicting mess out of these two tendencies because they made them clash.

10.. It annoys me when people think Eugene overreacts to things. He’s neither whiny nor childish. He’s a realistic person in a crazy world, who can’t help but be upset about certain things.

Let’s face it, he’s been through a lot, and all things considered, he’s very tolerant and resilient. He’s the most realistic character in terms of skepticism and trust issues, and that’s something I’ve always loved about him. In situations where nobody’s in danger and things are fairly normal, he tends to “overreact” to minor things, but in dangerous and serious situations, he is the first person to stand up and help people. If he was a shrimpy, whiny wimp who can’t handle things, he wouldn’t have willingly died to save someone, led a rescue squad to save the king and queen in a dangerous situation, decided to live with his former abuser to save someone who was dying, or willingly accepted his role as a captain and lead the safety of the kingdom.

If you were abandoned by your father and ended up as a poor orphan who became a criminal to fend for yourself, it’s only human to not immediately feel inclined to accept him into your life, especially considering his apparently whimsical and unconcerned personality. By the end of the episode, he himself realized that his father kept in touch with him and by the end of the show, came to understand his motive for abandoning him. Nobody forced him to see the good in his father. He realized it by his own effort. When his father gave him a gift at the end, he was the first to hug him, showing that he had come to accept him willingly.

If for generations, your family has dedicated and lost their lives to destroying a dangerous object that has caused a lot of deaths and destruction, and you break your trust with your girlfriend to protect her from it; then when you finally allow her to take it when her jealousy-driven handmaiden takes it with every intention to kill her - of course you are going to resent that woman and be upset that your girlfriend still cares about bringing her back, (especially considering you weren’t keen on her in the first place). Even though Cass didn’t deserve it, he still patiently put up with and respected Rapunzel’s opinion of her despite obviously still disliking her. That doesn’t show that he was happy about it, but that he patiently tolerated situations that he didn’t agree with.

Imagine that the only comfort and security that you had for 15 years was your fake reputation as a different character, despite knowing it wasn’t a good one, and you find it difficult to let him go because you still can’t help but wish you were as established and “successful” as he was. Then some cocky twerp that looks exactly like you comes along, dresses exactly like you and uses the same name as you did, and repeated everything that you were proud to accomplish but only better, and is liked by your friends better than you ever were. Despite the fact that your former identity wasn’t a good one, it was the only thing you had and the only thing you could find pride and joy in because you had a low self esteem about your actual self. I can certainly say that if I met someone like Brock Thunderstrike but a copy of me instead of him, I wouldn’t be happy at all. But in the end, although he obviously resented and was jealous of him, Eugene disinterestedly told him that he saw potential in him, and allowed him to find his own identity.

Eugene is one of the most realistic characters that I’ve ever seen, but he lives in unusual circumstances that he’s not used to. There’s nothing wrong with the fact that he can’t immediately see something, because all’s well that ends well - and in the end, he always makes a just decision.

{There was one more that I wanted to post but I thought it would be too conflicting so I didn’t.}

If you agree with some of these but not others, that’s fine! After all, these are unpopular opinions and I’d be lucky if anyone agreed with them.

Again, thanks for the ask!

#TTS #Tangled the Series #RTA #Rapunzel's Tangled Adventure #Rapunzel #Eugene #Mother Gothel #anti cassandra #negativity on cassandra #slight negativity on varian and adira #anti stalyan #King Frederick #Shorty #rabbitsparklez #unpopular tts opinions #explainmybrain #unpopular opinions

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flowers-for-flamingos · 5 years ago

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S3E1 Rapunzel's Return Review Part 4

Eugene waited patiently for their conversation to end before letting Rapunzel know that he knows (in his Eugene way) she was just being ridiculous in not telling him.

Look how proud Lance is of his buddy.

THANK YOU, LANCE! Once again, glad that thing was fake.

I love everything about this picture

Eugene being slightly irritated at Lance is just funny all around.

This just proves how much faith Eugene has in Rapunzel. Just another reminder of his "birthday" adventure.

Pure baby boy is happy

Once again the attention to detail here. Varian's gloves are made to handle harsh chemicals and therefore protected him from the burning of Rapunzel's incantation. Plus, the way they melt off his hands is gorgeous animation.

Heart has been partially mended.

On a side note, something seems off with Varian's dad, I just don't know what, yet. Why did he change his mind on telling Varian what he wrote in his note?

I am loving these new outfits! Eugene looking sexy as always and Rapunzel's outfit is soooo pretty! (Plus Corona crests)

Love the song, too. Very catchy. And I love all the cute little nods to the movie and the ever after short.

Eugene gets all the boyfriend points. You are doing wonderful sweetie. He brought her a cupcake and waited for her to admit she was ready to talk about Cass's betrayal. I just... So sweet.

Overall, grate start to the final season and wow, can't wait to see what's next. I give it 10/10, have watched it again :)

Thanks for reading my review, should I keep these up? They were a lot of fun, but if I did my reviews might not be this long.

Would love to hear your thoughts on this episode too.

#tangled before ever after #tangled #tangled the series #rapunzel’s tangled adventure #tangled cassandra #eugene fitzherbert #rapunzel x eugene #rapunzel #Varian #lance strongbow #shorty #tts spoilers #tts season 3 #tts #just faye blabbing again

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gaamagirl565 · 5 years ago

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First meeting

The Royal Gardens were a beautiful thing to behold in springtime. An array of different flowers were spread across the small landscape. Carnations, Lilies, even a grand cherry blossom overlooked the tables that had been set up for the garden party. green foliage twisted and turned up the trunk of the tree glistening in the sunlight. leaning against the trunk a jaded Alchemist could only take in the sight of the Nobles sipping their tea and conversing with the Royal Family. a few of them gave him a nasty glare as he was still technically considered a traitor to the kingdom. So many years had passed since his betrayal, he knew what he did was wrong and personally, he knew that he deserved every inch of animosity the kingdom had towards him but deep inside he wished they would all just get over it so he would be able to live a peaceful life. However, cold hard truth would always snap him back to reality as if someone had thrown a bucket of water on him. there would always be people that would never forget what he did. and he would have to live with that. as of right now he could care less of what they thought of him there was only one thought on his mind or rather... two thoughts. not far from him he longingly gazed at a singular woman. her auburn red hair reached mid-length on her back. she'd only started wearing it down since they were together and she had learned to let loose a little and be herself. Varian had always said that her eyes reminded him of the purest of emeralds how they glistened and shined. She smiled and giggled as she conversed with the rest of the Nobles. Her sun-kissed cheeks turning up with her smile. Varian’s eyes gazed down to the small bundle within her arms. The cornflower blue blanket hung limply from her arms. Varian could only imagine how soft the blanket must be having been made from the finest kinds of cotton. he would know. he made it. he was always good at sewing before living in Old Corona your whole life you had to be. if you damaged your clothes you couldn't simply buy new ones. life wasn't that easy. it always ‘put a patch on it and wait until you had enough funds to buy yourself a new outfit’. Because of this factor, Varian had become adept at sewing. Within the blanket, an infant, no more than 2 months old fidgeted and squirmed impatiently. The child's skin was starting to turn red from his fussing. his tiny hands clutched onto his mother parakeet green dress no doubt made from the finest silks. Varian could only smile. that was his kid no doubt. impatient till the very end. he still remembered the day Estelle told him they were going to have a child. at first, he couldn't have been happier but then she explained the issue that they had gotten themselves into. if Estelle’s family had found out that the child was Varian’s the Duchess and the child would be in great Danger. he didn't really see the Duke as a forgiving type even to a baby. Varian’s grip tightened on his arm as anger flooded him thinking of what the Duke would have done to Estelle and his son had he found out the truth. They figured it was for the best if they stop seeing each other romantically, they couldn't risk it. as much as it broke Varian’s heart to have to let his son and the woman he loved go he knew it was necessary to keep them safe. He didn't want his past transgressions to weigh down his family. a sudden Yelp and the clash of a teacup broke Varian from his thoughts and he jolted his head up. loud crying followed and queen Rapunzel swiftly got up from her chair offering The Duchess a few napkins. “ I'm so terribly sorry your majesty! I don't know what's wrong with him today!” The Duchess apologized profusely to her Queen. “it's no trouble Estelle, really, babies are just like that sometimes!” Rapunzel returned with a reassuring smile. Varian wanted nothing more than to rush over and help Estelle, however, he knew he’d risk suspicion if did anything. Varian bit his lip as Estelle got up from her chair and began bouncing her son trying to soothe him, the fresh tea stain soaking into her dress. How he longed to hold his child in his arms. How stressed his love looked. Where was The Duke when she needed him? this man assumed he was Isaiah's father so where was he when they needed him!? Varian suppressed a growl. Isaiah only continued to scream and cry. Varian could not handle it and looked away trying to suppress the urge to rush over and help them. this had caught Rapunzel's eye. she felt sorrow grip at her heart for her friend. she was one of the only few that knew the truth about Isaiah. the only others that knew were Eugene, Lance, Quirin, and Adira. “Oh, Varian…” the queen whispered to herself. she wished there was some way that she could help him. it practically killed her to see him like this. it was then that an idea struck her. a smile plastered across her face almost instantly as excitement rushed through her at the very thought of the idea. she tried her best to keep herself from squealing. clearing her throat as if to make an announcement, a few of the Nobles ceased they're talking and turned towards their Queen. “Excuse me, Varian?” upon hearing his name Varian stood at attention and bowed before his Queen. “Your majesty?” he questioned. Rapunzel held back a chuckle at how formal he was being. she knew he had to be this way in public but it never made it any less adorable to her. “Would you not agree that The Duchess seems a little exhausted?” Varian cocked an eyebrow wondering what on Earth she was doing. “Uh... it would seem so... yes…” he said nervously. “ could you do us a grand favour?” Varian narrowed his eyes. what was going on in Rapunzel's head that made her think any of this was a good idea!? why was she calling him out like this? Even Estelle looked significantly worried. Varian tried to calm himself. this was Rapunzel he was talking about. she wouldn't betray him. “would you mind relieving her of her son for a moment? maybe take him inside the castle walk him about a bit? just so the duchess has a few moments to collect herself. that is if it's all right with her course!” Varian's eyes widened and he looked towards Estelle. She looked back at him with a smile. “It would be quite appreciated…” she said with love in her eyes. Varian’s lips curled up into a soft smile and he nodded. “I-I’d be honored, your grace.” rising to his feet, Varian walked over to her and gingerly took the little bundle from her arms. “Watch his head.” Estelle whispered to him. A burst of emotion flooded Varian’s chest as he cradled the infant. He was holding his son. His child. For the first time. Estelle went to go take her seat once more as Varian slowly made his way to the castle doors. It had seemed Isaiah immediately calmed himself once in his father’s arms, now more curious as to who this new person holding him was. Varian’s heels clicked against the tile floor of the castle hallway and echoed outward. Isaiah seemed alarmed by the sudden loud noise and began to whimper. “Oh, no no no it’s okay buddy!” Varian soothed “just me! See?” he clicked his heels once more and Isaiah giggled reaching his arms upward. Varian lifted his son up to his face. Isaiah placed his petite hands on Varian’s face. His fingers feeling like velvet compared to Varian’s 20-year-old skin. As he tried to figure Varian out his father’s long feathery bang caught his attention. As he gripped the black hair in between his fingers Varian could only laugh. “Having fun?” he said turning up an eyebrow. Varian held his son close and began to walk around the hallway talking about the portraits of past kings that hung delicately on the wall. Isaiah despite not understanding seemed to be listening intently to every word. “That’s King Eugene. He’s really nice. You’ll like him. When daddy was younger we called each other ‘team awesome’.” he explained with a giggle. “ That’s King Fredric...he...uh...he was a bit rough around the edges but I’m sure he could be a nice guy….when he wanted to be.” Isaiah let out a squeaky yawn in response. “Oh ho big yawn.” Varian cooed. Isaiah turned and snuggled into his father’s vest, digging his face into the fabric. Varian promptly tucked the blank around him and marveled at his child. He had his nose, his mother’s delicate green eyes, and his hair was a toffee blonde fuzz. Pride swelled in Varian’s chest and he peppered a kiss to his son’s forehead. “I promise...no matter what I’ll protect you, and love you even from afar. You may not know who I am but I know who you are. You’re my son. And I’ll always be proud of you.”

#tangled #TTS #RTA #Varian #varian x oc #tts oc #tangled the series #rapunzel’s tangled adventure #Rapunzel #estelle #Varian x Estelle #Isaiah #matters of the heart #MotH

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woodshorenews · 5 years ago

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upon waking up on valentine’s day morning, many residents will be excited to find a glass vase ( or perhaps, even, more than one ) left outside the door to their room containing freshly cut, fully bloomed red roses. miraculously, it seems like not a single one has a thorn on its stem. some of these flowers come attached with a note and name, while other senders have chosen for the thrill of remaining anonymous. the arrangement would look beautiful on your kitchen counter, don’t you agree?

did you get one? keep reading to find out...

ANONYMOUS RECIPIENTS.

Aiya Ren – 1 ' ;) '

Aiya Ren – 1

Alek’ha Arand – 1

Anakin Skywalker – 1

Anakin Skywalker – 1 – for making me remember

Anastasia Romanov – 1

Andromeda Tonks – 1

Anduin Wrynn – 6

Anna Minkova – 3

April Kepner – 12

Arya Stark – 1

Bellamy Blake – 7 – 'for all the times i've wanted to punch you in the face'

Bellatrix Black – 1

Ben Solo – 1

Ben Solo – 3

Brienne of Tarth – 1

Buzz Lightyear – 12

Caleb Widogast – 1 – i hope you remember soon. i miss you.

Clark Kent – you know i’m terrible at words, but thank you. i remember what matters because of you. – 12

Daenerys Targaryen – 12

Daenerys Targaryen – 3

Daphne Greengrass – 1

Dean Winchester – B====D – 1

Derek Morgan – 6 – from your pretty boy

Evelyn O’Connell – 3

Faith Lehane – 1

Four (Tobias Eaton) – 1 – You're something I never expected and it both frightens me and excites me.

Georgie Weaver – 1

Irene Adler – 1

Han Solo – 1

Harry Hook – 1 – don't get cocky

Harry Hook – 1

Hayley Marshall – 1

Hayley Marshall – 6 – happy valentines day. hope we can talk again soon.

Henry Mills – 1 – "Surprised?"

Hermione Granger – 1

Hope Mikaelson – 1

Jessica Moore – 1

Jester Lavorre – 1

James T Kirk – i’ll let you guess who this is from. – 1

Jon Snow – 1

Jon Snow – 12

Jyscar Ren – 1

Klaus Mikaelson – 1

Laszlo Kreizler – 1

Laszlo Kreizler – 1 – thank you for being as you are.

Leia Organa-Solo – 12 – 🐾

Leia Organa-Solo – 6

Lucifer Morningstar – 1 – cool name.

Lucifer Morningstar – 12 – ;-P

Lucifer Morningstar – 1 – you don’t need more than one rose to know how much i care about you.

Luke Skywalker – 1 – for keeping my memory alive

Lyanna Stark – 1

Maleficent - 1

Marinette Dupain-Cheng – 1 – Daredevil

Matthew Murdock – 3

Mandalorian – 1

Merlin – 1

Mike Warren - 1

Miles Morales – 1

Narcissa Malfoy – 1

Nick Scratch – 1

Nyota Uhura – 1

Olivia Parker – 1

Phyrra Amakiir – 1

Regulus Black – 1

Remus Lupin – 1

Remus Lupin – 12

Rey – 1 – for a fellow scavenger.

Rhaella Targaryen – 6

Sam Winchester – 3

Sansa Stark – 1

Sharon Carter – 1

Sirius Black – 1

Sirius Black – 12

Snow White – 12 – ;)

Steve Harrington – 1

Thor Odinson – 1

Thor Odinson – 6

Tony Stark – 1

Will Solace –1

Woody – 6

Wynnona Earp – 6 – 'beautiful but deadly sums you up'

Wynonna Earp – 1

Wynonna Earp – 1 – cool name

Zaeda Z'shysa – 12

Zaeda Z’shysa – 1

KNOWN ADMIRERS.

Aang – 1 – Suki

Ahsoka Tano – 1 – Obi-wan Kenobi

Ahsoka Tano – 1 – Stephen Strange

Ahsoka Tano – 1 – You’re a sight for sore eyes! – Padmé Naberrie

Aiya Ren – 12 – i love your perfume, what is that? the stench of death? – Harley Quinn

Alice Kingsleigh – 12 – Through all the craziness and mayhem, you've always been there. I could never thank you enough. – Harry Osborn

Anakin Skywalker – 1 – Wynonna Earp

Anastasia Romanov – 1 – Clarke Griffin

Andromeda Tonks – 12 – "For the woman of my dreams" – Ted Tonks

Anduin Wrynn – 1 – Dana Scully

Andy Trudeau – 1 – don’t tell the others, but you’re my favorite. Thank you for the lovely chat, inspector. – Astoria Malfoy

Andy Trudeau – 4 – Thank you for always having my back. It's never taken lightly. Love Prue – Prue Halliwell

Anna Arendelle – 12 – happy Valentine’s Day, best friend! – Jasmine Badroulbadour

Anna Arendelle – 12 – For my sister and my best friend. I’m sorry for everything. I love you. – Elsa Arendelle

Anna Minkova – 5 – It doesn’t make up for the years I was gone. I’m sorry. – Wanda Maximoff

Annabeth Chase – 12 – love you, blondie. Thanks for putting up with me. – Piper McLean

Annabeth Chase – 1 – happy Valentine’s Day, little sister – Haven Barthelemy

Annabeth Chase – 12 – happy Valentine’s Day to the best big sister I could ever ask for. – Estelle Jackson-Blofis

Annabeth Chase – 12 – I love you, wise girl! We can finally celebrate Valentine's day without any monsters interrupting us for once. – Percy Jackson

Anne Shirley – 3 – you are a princess in every sense. – Ella

Annie Marks – 12 – have you considered ponytails? we could start a club! – Harley Quinn

April Kepner – 3 – Happy Valentine's Day, April! – Nancy Wheeler

April Kepner – 1 – Dana Scully

April Kepner – 2 – One for you and one for Harriet! – Rose Granger-Weasley

Arya Stark – 6 – Jon Snow

Arya Stark – 1 – Tony Stark

Astoria Greengrass – 1 – Welcome to the family! – love, Melinda Halliwell

Astoria Greengrass – 5 – I figured your boyfriend has you covered with flowers, but as your brother I wanted to get you some more.– Lukas Zapolya

Ava Diaz – 12 – Thank you for being the best mom to our twins, and the best wife and friend to me. I love you, mi amor. – Lorenzo Diaz

BB-8 – 1 – Rey

BB-8 – 12 – I love your face, friend! – D-O

BB-8 – 3 – Jyn

Beauregard Lionett – 12 – for my favorite expositor of the colbalt soul. – Jester

Bellamy Blake – 3 – Clarke Griffin

Bellamy Balke – 1 – Emori

Bellamy Blake - 1 - Happy Valentine's Day! - Hermione Granger

Ben Hanscom – 6 – Here’s to remembering this time around. For better or for worse. – Mike Hanlon

Ben Solo – 1 – i hope you have a good valentine's day! – Leia Organa

Beverly Marsh – 6 – If only you knew how good it was to see your face again. – Mike Hanlon

Bruce Wayne – 6 – To your memories. I’m sorry for the bad ones. – Clark Kent

Bruce Wane – 12 – kisses!!!! xoxoxo – Harley Quinn

Brydda llewellyn – 1 – from your secret admirer... happy Valentine’s Day, baby. – Kasey Monroe Sawyer

Bucky Barnes – 5 – I hope you’re having a good day! – Hermione Granger

Bucky Barnes – 3 – Before you say anything, I tried. – Steve Rogers

Buttercup – 12 – "I love you" – Westley

Caleb Widogast – 12 – for my favorite stinky wizard, even though you’re not stinky anymore – Jester

Cassian Andor – 3 – Leia Organa

Cassian Andor – 9 – thank you for being my guiding force – Jyn

Castiel – 12 – has anyone ever told you you look like you’re trying to pass gas all the time? – Harley Quinn

Catherine Alexander – 12 – I’m sorry I wasn’t there when you needed me most. I love you, little sister. – Haven Barthelemy

Chloe Decker – 12 – As usual, I am sorry. Come to Lux this evening so I can make it up to you. – Lucifer Morningstar

Chris Halliwell – 12 – I love you, Chris Halliwell. I always have and I always will. Happy Valentine’s Day! – Astoria Malfoy

Clarke Griffin – 2 – Regulus Black

Clarke Griffin – 12 – A reminder to grasp that chance at happiness. – Thor Odinson

Clio Celestia-Palpatine – 1 – Rey

Connor Murphy – 1 – 'love you bro' – John Murphy.

Connor Murphy – 12 – The son of Aphrodite being terrible at writing love notes, can you believe that? But I hope you enjoy the roses because a cutie like you deserves them all. – Lukas Zapolya

Cordé – 3 – Sabé

Cordé – 1 – Padmé Naberrie

Cordé – 12 – Thank you for taking care of Alex like he is your own, and just being his other mom. You were and still are the exact person we need in our lives and I'm glad to call you my girlfriend. Love you, sweetheart! – Narcissa Black

Daphne Greengrass – 12 – I love you, Daph. You’re the best big sister I could have ever asked for. – Astoria Malfoy

Dean Winchester – 6 – see you later ;) – Sharon Carter

Diana Prince – 3 – Bruce Wayne

Diana Prince – 6 – We wouldn’t be a team without you. – Clark Kent

Diana Prince – 12 – you’re deadly and beautiful. like a poisonous snake! – Harley Quinn

Dominique Weasley – 1 – happy valentine's day, cousin! – Roxanne "Rox" Weasley

Dominique Weasley – 1 – happy valentine’s, cuz! – Rose Granger-Weasley

Dorothea Wildes – 12 – I can have two valentines, right? – Georgina “Georgie” Weaver

Dorothea Wildes – 12 – Don’t tell Georgie. – Sirius Black

Dorothea Wildes – 6 – For a woman with taste. – Lestat de Lioncourt

Dorothea Wildes – 2 – Best professor ever. – Rose Granger-Weasley

Draco Malfoy – 1 – Rose Granger-Weasley

D-O – 1 – Rey

D-O – 3 – Jyn

Eleanor "Nell" Crain-Vance – 3 – Happy Valentine’s, Nell! – Nancy Wheeler

Eleanor “Nell” Crain-Vance – 1 – I carry your heart with me – Olivia Crain

Eleanor “Nell” Crain-Vance – 2 – I love you, Nellie. – Steve Crain

Eleanor “Nell” Crain-Vance – 1 – Sending you wishes of happiness. – Laszlo Kreizler

Eleanor “Nell” Crain-Vance – 12 – Let’s adopt that lizard. – Jim Halpert

Ella – 12 – Cherie. – Lestat de Lioncourt

Ella – 1 – To a life free of unkindness. – Laszlo Kreizler

Elsa Arendelle – 2 – "Sisters forever, love Anna" – Anna Arendelle

Emma Swan – 6 – Killian Jones

Emma Swan – 11 – Eleven roses for the eleven years it's been since I found you in Boston when I was ten. Love you, mom! – Henry Mills

Emori – 12 – 'for the future mrs murphy' – John Murphy

Emori – 3 – happy valentine’s day! – Anduin Wrynn

Enjolras – 12 – Grantaire

Eros – 12 – for the god of love and beauty on the day of love from a beauty! – Estelle Jackson-Blofis

Estelle Blofis – 3 – For my partner in crime. – Varian

Estelle Blofis – 5 – Happy Valentine's Day, Starshine! – Eros

Faith Lehane – 1 – to prove that i am very sweet and not scary. – Jester

Finn – 1 – Rey

Finn – 12 – Poe Dameron

Finn – 2 – Congratulations. Give one to Poe. – Mando

Finn – 12 – happy Valentine’s Day, sunshine! Thank you for always seeing the good in me. – Sonia Tate

Finn – 1 – Leia Organa

Finn – 12 – Congratulations, friend! – D-O

Frederick Frankenstein – 6 – for my favorite doctor, even though the traveler is a way better doctor because he’s the coolest – Jester

Flynn Rider – 12 – I love you so very much! – Rapunzel Corona

Genevieve “Genna” Fair – 12 – Thor Odinson

Genevieve “Genna” Fair – 1 – I hear sorcerers are especially sweey on Valentine’s Day. Just a thought. – Liv Starfleet

Genevieve “Genna” Fair – 1 – I’ll do my best not to step on your toes next time we dance. – Stephen Strange

Genevieve “Genna” Fair – for my doppleganger. – Ella

Georgina “Georgie” Hart – 12 – you make my tail wag! – Sirius Black

Geralt of Rivia – 1 – Get that DICK! 8====D – Wynonna Earp

Ginerva “Ginny” Weasley – 2 – You’re the coolest auntie ever. – Rose Granger-Weasley

Han Solo – 6 – Leia Organa

Harry Osborn – 12 – to my bestest friend and my partner in crime. Love you, darling! – Alice Kingsleigh

Harry Osborn – 12 – I will love you always – Peter Parker

Harry Potter – 2 – one from each of the dumbasses you look after. Thanks for keeping us alive, babes! – Estelle Jackson-Blofis

Harry Potter – 6 – Thinking about you! – Hermione Granger

Harry Potter – 2 – Not to scare you or anything, but you’re a bangin’ uncle. – Rose Granger-Weasley

Harley Quinn – 3 – Bruce Wayne

Harley Quinn – 1 – for my fellow chaos agent – Jester

Haven Barthelemy – 5 – I know these don't fit your aesthetic, but still I hope you enjoy them. – Henrik Mikaelson

Hayley Marshall – 1 – I would be remiss not to send you a rose the color of my now blood stained shirt. – Lucifer Morningstar

Helga Hufflepuff – 1 – Roxanne "Rox" Weasley

Helga Hufflepuff – 1 – Sirius Black

Hermione Granger – 6 – You’re the best mum. I love you! – Rose Granger-Weasley

Hope Swan-Jones – 12 – "Did I make you smile?" – Killian Jones

Hope Swan-Jones – 5 – For the sweetest little sister, I just actually met! I hope you like your flowers! – Henry Mills

Isobel Reinwood – 2 – Regulus Black

Isobel Reinwood – 12 – Thank you for making me a father, and just the happiest I've ever been in a while. Through the good and the bad, I'll always love you. – Sebastian Blackwood

Jack Frost – 2 – Thank you for always making me so happy, I can't not smile around you. – love, Hope Swan-Jones

Jack Frost – 1 – Royal Dupuis

Jack Skellington – 3 – from your dearest friend. I love you, jack. – Sally

Jaskier – 1 – Cheers! – Lucifer Morningstar

Jaskier – 1 – I owe you this. Meet me by the shore. – Geralt of Rivia

Jasmine Badroulbadour – 1 – "To my best friend, love Anna" – Anna Arendelle

Jasmine Badroulbadour – 12 – I've never been the best with words, but I love you more than anything in this world. – Varian

Jennifer Jareau – 10 – thank you for showing up – Spencer Reid

Jessica Jones – 1 – Cheers! – Lucifer Morningstar

Jessica Jones – 1 – I told them to pick the least romantic. – Matt Murdock

Jessica Jones – 3 – for a fellow archivist – Karen

Jessica Jones – 12 – you look like you’ve never smiled a day in your life, so: knock knock – Harley Quinn

Jester Lavorre – 12 – happy valentines day, valentine! xoxoxo – Mollymauk Tealeaf

Jester Lavorre – 1 – happy valentine’s day! – Rapunzel

Jester Lavorre – 12 – you’re cooler than the traveler – Sirius Black

Jester Lavorre – 1 – Your new look is rather horny. – Lucifer Morningstar

Jester Lavorre – 5 – i hope these find you well. frumpkin sends his love as well. happy valentines day. – Caleb Widogast

Jester Lavorre – 12 – welcome to earth, we love aliens! – Harley Quinn

Jim Halpert – 5 – Eleanor Crain Vance

Jo Wilson – 2 – April Kepner

Joey Potter – 12 – It was good to see you again after all this time Jo. Happy Valentines Day. x Pace - Pacey Witter

John Murphy – 6 – Emori

Jon Snow – 5 – I’ll always be on your side, Jon Snow. – Daenerys Targaryen

Jon Snow – 3 – You’re my favorite person. – Arya Stark

Jyn Erso – 1 – thank you for being there. – Cassian Andor

Jyn Erso – 1 – Leia Organa

Karen Page – 1 – Sharon Carter

Karen Page – 1 – I missed your voice. – Matt Murdock

Kaz Brekker – 12 – you look like the kinda guy who really puts the ‘fun’ in ‘funeral’! – Harley Quinn

Kiarace – 1 – Anduin Wrynn

Korra – 3 – Thank you. – Elsa Arendelle

Lara Croft – 3 – Happy Valentine’s, Lara! – Nancy Wheeler

Lara Croft – 6 – for giving a damn. – Max Rockatansky

Leia Organa-Solo – 1 – Rey

Leia Organa-Solo – 1 – I love you. – Ben Solo

Leia Organa-Solo – 1 – Not even my dreams for the future could have captured everything you’ve become. I love you. – Padmé Naberrie

Leia Organa-Solo – 1 – here’s to many more years together again. – Jyn

Leonard “Bones” McCoy – 12 – thanks for not sticking a needle in me for the last 12 hours – James “Jim” Kirk

Leonard Snart – 1 – Cheers! – Lucifer Morningstar

Lestat de Lioncourt – 12 – i cannot fit all the reasons why i adore you on a note, monseuir. – Ella

Lexie Grey – 2 – April Kepner

Lexie Grey – 2 – I’ve heard so many stories I feel like I know you. Happy Valentine’s! – Mike Hanlon

Liv Starfleet – 12 – I love you so very dearly. – Loki Odinson

Liv Starfleet – 1 – Have a good Valentine’s day! – Genevieve "Genna" Fair

Loki Odinson – 1 – Cheers! – Lucifer Morningstar

Loki Odinson – 12 – please send anonymously – Thor Odinson

Loki Odinson – 4 – Is that magic in the air, or are you just happy to see me? – Liv Starfleet

Lorenzo Diaz – 10 – for every year we were together, for every year we were apart, and one for every person I left behind. – Ava Diaz

Lucifer Morningstar – 8 – One for every inch ;P – Wynonna Earp

Lucifer Morningstar – 6 – proof that i am very sweet even if i do make fun of you sometimes – Jester

Lukas Zapolya – 12 – missed you, brother! Thank you for always being their for me. – Piper McLean

Lukas Zapolya – 12 – thanks for being stupid with me, lover boy. – Estelle Jackson-Blofis

Luke Castellan – 1 – 'happy v day, asshole' – Faith Lehane.

Luke Castellan – 6 – for every year I wasn’t there. I’m sorry, little brother. You’re stronger than I ever was. – Haven Barthelemy

Luke Crain – 1 – I carry your heart with me – Olivia Crain

Luke Crain – 1 – Eleanor Crain Vance

Luke Crain – 1 – Steve Crain

Luke Skywalker – 6 – Leia Organa

Luke Skywalker – 1 – I’m so proud of you, and I hope I soon find the courage to tell you personally. – Padmé Naberrie

Lyanna Stark – 1 – Tony Stark

Mal Florian – 12 – For each year i've loved you and more – Ben Florian

Mal Florian – 12 – Did I mention that I love you and always will. – Ben Florian

Malcolm Bright – 6 – i hope you have a great valentine’s day! – Anna Minkova

Mando – 12 – You'll always have a place in my heart. – Finn

Mare Barrow – 12 – don’t be afraid of the lightning that comes from inside you – Thor Odinson

Maria Stark – 6 – Tony Stark

Marinette Dupain-Cheng – 1 – From one hero to another. – Clark Kent

Matthew Murdock – 6 – Karen Page

Max Rockatansky – 3 – 'a reminder that earth is beautiful' – Lara Croft

Max Rockatansky – 1 – happy valentine’s day! – Leia Organa

Melinda Halliwell – 2 – one for you and one for our darling nephew! – Astoria Malfoy

Merlin – 3 – to my favorite magician. – Ella

Mike Hanlon – 12 – April Kepner

Mike Warren – 1 – Cheers! – Lucifer Morningstar

Mike Warren – 1 – happy v-day, man – Jim Halpert

Millie Harcourt – 12 – what would I do without you? – Mike Warren

Minerva McGonagall – 12 – Thank you for always believing in me, professor. I’m sorry I was never as strong as you thought i was. – Emma Vanity

Minerva McGonagall – 3 – happy valentine’s day, professor! – Hermoine Granger

Minerva McGonagall – 1 – happy v-day, mcgonagall!! – Georgina “Georgie” Weaver

Minerva McGonagall – 1 – Dorothea Wildes

Mollymauk Tealeaf – 5 – i know my memory isn't much, but i felt like i should still send you something for today. i hope your day is well. happy valentines day.– Caleb Widogast

Mollymauk Tealeaf – 12 – for my favorite tarot card reader. – Jester Lavorre

Montgomery “Scotty” Scott – 12 – fix my ship. – James “Jim” Kirk

Montgomery “Scotty” Scott – 3 – add some rose to your teas, it tastes delicious. – Ella

Naivara Galanodel – 3 – Rapunzel Corona

Nancy Wheeler – 1 – Lara Croft

Nancy Wheeler – 12 – Thor Odinson

Narcissa Malfoy – 12 – the love of my life, the mother of our son, my reason for coming back. Happy Valentine’s Day, beautiful! – Cordé

Natasha Romanoff – 3 – Thinking about you for Valentine’s day. – Steve Rogers

Natasha Romanoff – 1 – have a good valentine’s, romanoff. – Tony Stark

Natasha Romanoff – 1 – they said to keep this short, but remember italy and that forged painting? – Sharon Carter

Nick Scratch – 12 – I know things are a little complicated right now, but know that I love you. – Harvey Kinkle

Nyota Uhura – 12 – no one speaks klingon like you, but please don’t yell at me in it anymore. – James “Jim” Kirk

Obi-wan Kenobi – 1 – Rey

Obi-wan Kenobi – 1 – You have the kindest smile in the universe. – Padmé Naberrie

Obi-wan Kenobi – 1 – you are the force and the force is with you. trust it. – Jyn Erso

Octavia Blake – 1 – Cheers! – Lucifer Morningstar

Olivia Crain – 1 – Eleanor Crain Vance

Olivia Crain – 1 – Steve Crain

Olivia Crain – 1 – Cheers! – Lucifer Morningstar

Padmé Naberrie – 1 – Rey

Padmé Naberrie – 1 – Happy Valentine’s, Padmé – Sabé Andierre

Padmé Naberrie – 6 – happy valentine’s, padmé! – Obi-Wan Kenobi

Padmé Naberrie – 3 – reaching towards a better tomorrow – Jyn

Percy Jackson – 2 – two peas in a pod, water boy – Piper McLean

Percy Jackson – 1 – I love you, big brother. – Estelle Jackson-Blofis

Percy Jackson – 1 – You're my something permanent, seaweed brain - love, Annabeth Chase,

Persephone – 12 – i love you – Hades

Peter Parker – 2 – thanks for putting up with me, petey! Glad to have you back. – Estelle Jackson-Blofis

Peter Parker – 12 – I couldn't image my life without you. It's always been you, Pete. – Harry Osborn

Peter Parker – 12 – enjoy the day of love, spiderling! – Thor Odinson

Phyrra Amakiir – 1 – Sharon Carter

Phyrra Amakiir – 1 – Have a magical day! – Snow White

Pietro Maximoff – 3 – Anna Minkova

Pietro Maximoff – 12 – Thor Odinson

Pietro Maximoff – 12 – for every minute between us. – Wanda Maximoff

Piper McLean – 1 – A beautiful rose for a beautiful girl - love, Annabeth Chase

Poe Dameron – 1 – Rey

Poe Dameron – 1 – Leia Organa

Poe Dameron – 12 – For my future husband, the absolute love of my life. – Finn

Poe Dameron – 12 – Congratulations, friend! – D-O

Poe Dameron – 1 – thank you. – Jyn

Prue Halliwell – 1 – thank you for giving the family I never had – Astoria Malfoy

Prue Halliwell – 1 – Andy Trudeau

Rapunzel Corona – 12 – will you m... just kidding. not yet. – Flynn Rider

Rapunzel Corona – 6 – Elsa Arendelle

Rapunzel Corona – 3 – You're the best friend I've ever had. Thank you for accepting me as I am. – Varian

Rapunzel Corona – 3 – have a day as beautiful as you. – Ella

Rebekah Mikaelson – 5 – Have a wonderful Valentine's Day, Sister. – Henrik Mikaelson

Rebekah Mikaelson – 12 – remember, barbie: boys stink! – Harley Quinn

Red – 1 – Sam Winchester

Red – 1 – Steve Crain

Regina Mills – 12 – happy valentine's day, i love you! – Tony Stark

Regina Mills– 12 – Roses as red as the apples from your apple tree. I wish I can give you twenty one as that's how long it's been since we first met when I was a baby, but twelve would have to do. Love you, mom! – Henry Mills

Remus Lupin – 3 – Georgina "Georgie" Weaver

Rey – 1 – i hope you have a good valentine's day! – Leia Organa

Rey – 1 – Obi-wan Kenobi

Rey – 2 – Ben Solo

Rey – 12 – You are the best friend! – D-O

Rey – 1 – I’m so glad I can be a part of your life. – Padmé Naberrie

Rey – 12 – Thank you for seeing me like no one ever has. – Finn

Rey – 5 – here’s to new friendships – Jyn

Rhaegar Targaryen – 5 – Daenerys Targaryen

Rose Granger-Weasley – 12 – roses for my rose <3 – Royal Dupuis

Rose Granger-Weasley – 5 – i hope you have an amazing valentine’s day! – Anduin Wrynn

Rose Granger-Weasley – 6 – Happy Valentine’s day, love! – Hermione Granger

Rose Granger-Weasley – 1 – happy v-day, cousin! – Roxanne “Rox” Weasley

Roxanne “Rox” Weasley – 1 – Cheers! – Lucifer Morningstar

Roxanne “Rox” Weasley – 3 – happy valentine’s day, rox! next time i go off a cliff i’m taking you with me. – Rose Granger-Weasley

Royal Dupuis – 12 – You always know how to make me smile. – Rose Granger-Weasley

Sabé Andierre – 12 – You have a nice laugh but I’m bad at telling jokes on paper, so hopefully this at least gets a smile. – James “Jim” Kirk

Sabé Andierre – 1 – Padmé Naberrie

Salazar Slytherin – 2 – from the twins – Isobel Reinwood

Salazar Slytherin – 1 – "Thanks for everything" - Anne Shirley Cuthbert

Salazar Slytherin – 12 – "I cannot wait to spend the rest of our lives together" - Helga Hufflepuff

Sam Winchester – 3 – happy valentine’s day! – Sharon Carter

Sansa Stark – 6 – Jon Snow

Sansa Stark – 1 – Tony Stark

Sebastian Blackwood – 3 – one from each of the people who love you the most. Happy valentine’s, darling! – Isobel Reinwood

Sherlock Holmes – 1 – Cheers! – Lucifer Morningstar

Sherlock Holmes – 1 – Don’t forget to celebrate. – Laszlo Kreizler

Sirius Black – 6 – sorry for painting a dick on your door, next time i’ll choose a more tasteful place ;) – Jester

Sonia Tate – 12 – To my absolute best friend, and platonic soulmate. – Finn

Spencer Reid – 1 – Malcolm Bright

Spencer Reid – 6 – i hope you have a happy valentine’s day! – Ella

Spencer Reid – 12 – it’s nice to see a fellow freak with a phd! – Harley Quinn

Spock – 12 – happy valentine’s day, you pointy-eared bastard. – James “Jim” Kirk

Stephen Strange – 1 – happy valentine’s day! would you be mine? :) – Genevieve "Genna" Fair

Steve Rogers – 3 – I’m glad we got you out of that ice. – Natasha Romanoff

Steve Rogers – 12 – I’m glad you kept the beard! – Thor Odinson

Steve Rogers – 1 – For believing in me. – Wanda Maximoff

Steve Rogers – 1 – You’re a terrible flirt. – Bucky Barnes

Steven Crain – 1 – I carry your heart with me – Olivia Crain

Steven Crain – 1 – Eleanor Crain Vance

Suki – 6 – happy valentines day! thought you'd like something :) – Aang

Thalia Grace – 1 – Wynonna Earp

Thalia Grace – 1 – I'm so grateful to have you as a best friend/sister - love, Annabeth Chase

Thor Odinson – 6 – I hope you have a good Valentine’s Day! – Nancy Wheeler

Thor Odinson – 1 – Clarke Griffin

Thor Odinson – 1 – happy valentine’s to the strongest avenger! – Genevieve “Genna” Fair

Tinkerbell – 12 – I just have a question, would you like to be my girlfriend?– Wendy Darling

Tommy Shepherd – 1 – I hope I can be the mother you deserve. – Wanda Maximoff

Tony Stark – 6 – Thank you for being mine. – Regina Mills

Tony Stark – 1 – Get over it. – Natasha Romanoff

Tony Stark – 12 – Thor Odinson

Valis – 12 – happy Valentine’s Day, darling. I love you, my deliciously beautiful wife. – Damaia

Varian – 12 – happy Valentine’s Day, baby! You make me so happy, and I fall in love with you more and more each day – Jasmine Badroulbadour

Varian – 2 – guess who’s partner in crime is back? – Estelle jackson-Blofis

Varian – 1 – smile, kid! – Flynn Ryder

Varian – 1 – happy valentine’s day, varian! – Rapunzel Corona

Veronica Lodge – 1 – Royal Dupuis

Vex’ahlia de Rolo – 2 – one rose for you and one for trinket! – Jester

Wanda Maximova – 3 – Happy Valentine’s day! – Anna Minkova

Wanda Maximova – 1 – I hope you have a good Valentine’s Day, Wanda. – Steve Rogers

Wendy Darling – 12 – you’re it. You’re my dearest thing. My darling little Wendy bird. I love you. – Tinkerbell

Wes – 1 – Royal Dupuis

Westley – 1 – farm boy... love me, will you? – Buttercup

Will Byers – 1 – Roxanne "Rox" Weasley

Wyatt Halliwell – 6 – You deserve more. For what it’s worth, you’re still my friend. No matter what. - Astoria Malfoy

Wyatt Halliwell – 12 – "I know I fucked up" – Newt Glade

Wynonna Earp – 2 – One for the day you penetrated me, and one for the day I penetrated you. – Lucifer Morningstar

Wynonna Earp – 12 – coolest. gun. ever! – Harley Quinn

Zuko – 1 – Suki

Zuko – 6 – i hope you're doing better. i miss you and am here if you need to talk. happy valentines day. – Aang

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astrologista · 5 years ago

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so that was An Episode.

SPOILERS SPOILERS MASSIVE SPOILERS AHEAD

DO NOT CONTINUE IF YOU HAVEN’T SEEN S3E1 THIS IS YOUR FINAL WARNING

i’m sorry but i have to write these down right now before the thoughts go out my mind. i swear to my lord i it’s 4:17am and i’m compromised here we go

where do i even START.

so cass. that was definitely. not what i expected. or what i wanted, really. i feel that this origin is somewhat low-hanging fruit in my opinion just based on the context of how it was explained and cass’s positioning within the narrative. at the same time i completely understand it, and it was executed very well and heartbreakingly. the song was in-cred-i-ble. and tbh i’m glad they got the heck out of the dark kingdom so quickly, because it would have crippled the ep time-wise for them to stay even a few seconds longer.

adira is 100% going after cass now and nothing can change my mind

i imagine edmund will prolly team up with adira

HERE’S THE THING THOUGH HERE’S WHERE I GO OFF

when they showed that emblem of saporia, i honestly freaking thought they were gonna give us the ol’ tee-hee again and that we weren’t going to see any varian in this ep.

well.

i am glad to be wrong. because DAYUM.

varian has a beautiful new outfit. it’s like a steampunk cosplayer with sort of a pirate alchemist motif. it’s really nice. he’s got some thanos gloves and this amazing little bandanna he wears that has a print of an evil looking smile with sharp teeth. very fitting for him.

he also had a goatee which i in my infinite hubris actually thought was like a real goatee that he had somehow grown lol because puberty. but actually he just scribbled it on his face with a marker. that’s such a varian thing a ha. WHY’S HE SO CUTE

so andrew said they were CELLIES OH GOD I KNEW IT. I KNEW IT. if that’s true it means king frederic threw him in gen pop jail. good goin’ fred.

now quite honestly i never thought that varian is the type to team up with other villains. and i was right, because he did have his own plan going and was ready to betray his whole gang as soon as he felt like it. but it does seem like andrew was super playing into varian’s affection-starved side lol and was doing a BAD job of trying to play big brother. like. he tried it lol. and i need to know more about this. i’m hoping to god more will be revealed.

varian named his new compound quirinium. so now no one will ever forget.

but oh wait. actually everyone’s gonna forget. because his plan is to pump out gas to literally make everyone forget everything he’s ever done because he’s got a GUILT COMPLEX THIS CHILD HAS A GUILT COMPLEX THE SIZE OF TEXAS Y’ALL

and i know i missed a bunch of details and i have to go back over it but now i understand. I UNDERSTAND NOW AND I’M SO SAD... the way he was listing off offenses on his fingers it’s like. he must have had a long time to think it over and he’s been rolling each one of those around in his mind for basically months. we need a flashback. give us a flashback.

i’m 99% sure the group of saporians hanging out with andrew are commies and also possibly meth addicts and i don’t think they’re a great influence on varian. not just because they’re villains but because they’re so low-tier he’s beyond them really. i get the sense he could do better.

i really honestly wanted this arc to happen... slower. i wanted there to be more time, more of an organic change, more of everything. but how it turned out, i’m glad. varian is a variable character, and just as quickly as he can turn villainous, so too can he turn to the light, as long as there’s someone there who cares about him. he still don’t give a darn about morality, he just happens to be on the side of good again? yay?

someone needs to cap that scene when they’re in the jail cell and varian is just sitting there looking like a sad, kicked puppy because that shit gave me a Feel.

when lance wiped off that magic marker goatee all of my crops were miraculously watered. oh varian.

and then i watched it again and became sad because he just looks so shocked and then DEPRESSED like “well. there is goes. what’s left of my manhood. gone in an instant. it’s over” also i think he looked a tad scared of lance because. he’s a big guy. who reminds him of his dad

don’t TALK to me about how sad he looked when eugene didn’t trust him oh MY GOD eugene i know this kid almost killed several people... and kidnapped the queen and went berserk... but like. look at him. how can you not trust him. he wants to be trusted. TRUST HIM EUGENE

by the way speaking of TRUST oh my GOD. HE REALLY WANTED THEM TO TRUST HIM AGAIN TO THE POINT WHERE HE WAS WILLING TO ERASE EVERYONE’S MEMORIES. varian. baby. you don’t go around erasing peoples memories to reinstate your social standing in the community. whatchu doin. i think we established that mass mind control is a big no-no

RAPUNZEL COMPLETELY TRUSTED HIM SHE IS PURE. SHE IS PURE.

blah blah some action scene with some cute/funny moments

varian be making BATH BOMBS good god. lush could never. someone get on manufacturing those for purchase.

where the F IS RUDDIGER OH MY GOD

ANDREW WENT IN FOR THE KILL LOL DISNEY. y’know FOR KIDS. but seriously this cements my hatred of andrew/hubert forever and ever. amen. not only is he a d-bag, he also tried to kill a kid. a kid who trusted him to some extent. nice

VARIAN ACTUALLY TOOK RESPONSIBILITY FOR SOMETHING. i’m gonna cry. he’s BECOMING A MAN. proud of him.

and THEN i freaked it. because um. YEEEEAAAAAAHHHH.

so i honest to god was NOT prepared for quirin in this episode. i was not at all prepared. i was gearing myself up for that close to or in the finale. but no. no they hit us right in the FACE, friends. they simply did not wait.

yknow i could say i wish they had extended this scene, and i do, because it could have used a little more, but the way it was executed was REAL GOOD like i LIKE liked it. i have 2 think it over a little bit more but quirin’s VA did THE MOST too. he was GOOD you can really hear the emotion in his voice and i’m crying now ha ha

oh yeah btw VARIAN JUST HEARD EXACTLY WHAT HE’S ALWAYS WANTED TO HEAR and that makes me sad in a way because to me, that essentially completes his arc. he will appear in more episodes but his arc is like, done because QUIRIN SAID THE THING! THE THING! AAHHHHHHHH HE SAID THE THIIIIIIING

he said the thing

and also i’m kinda glad that they didn’t wait any longer to yknow. free him. varian’s been jailed for a long time at this point and it’s just not good for him to make him wait any longer. HE NEEDS HIS DAD AAAAAAAAHHH

as an aside, i’m 99.9% sure that that note said WAY more than just “i’m proud of u son” but quirin was NOT up to having that convo in that scene so he just made shit up lol. good ol quirin still lying as usual lol. but this leaves something to be said here because VARIAN STILL DOESN’T KNOW THAT HIS FATHER WAS A FREAKIN GENERAL IN AN ARMY THOUSANDS OF MILES AWAY HELLO???? hello.

in closing i am so glad varian & quirin showed up for that last song because it looks like they may actually be getting re-integrated into the community and none too surprisingly, it didn’t look like any coronans were going for varian’s throat. because he’s paid his debt to society. he’s good now. he learned that you always win when you are good. or something. idk about how they left this. the end of this ep really feels like the end of s3 except. we still have a whole freaking season ahead of us. and the main lingering plot point other than the king and queen’s memory loss is cassandra. because andrew & co. are jailed, remember?

this episode is full of plot holes some of which will be addressed in this season and some of which we will never receive full disclosure for. i understand why they did it, and fwiw the way this episode was implemented in EXECUTION is VERY satisfying to me and i enjoyed it like a LOT. but at the same time a lot of people are gonna be crying foul about wanting to see a more developed varian arc and cassandra’s origin and what was going on with varian and andrew and uhmygod. this is too much for me to process and it is now 3 minutes to 5am, and i need to get in a 30 minute nap before a full work week. so i have to end it here but i am NOT done talking about this you guys.

i know the storyline for this season was set in advance but something about this episode makes me feel like they made a few adjustments based on things people said? that’s probably not the case but idk i wouldn’t mind if it was.

so in short, 10/10 great episode you guys. it all really happened. tune in tomorrow for more. ahhh

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Meet Me in the Silence

Elriel Month - Day 5

Continuation of ‘Forbidden’

Honestly, tooth-rotting fluff, some Nyx, stabbing Cassian with fork, Azriel singing and relationship stuff

Azriel loved Nyx. He didn’t love him because Nyx was cute and pudgy, or because he was his nephew, or because he was a fun, if demanding baby, and not even because spending time with him was a private relief for Azriel. A time to let go, a time where he could spend rolling around on the carpet, helping Nyx with blocks, rattles and the construction of pillow forts, watching Nyx sneeze little whiffs of starry night.

Nyx, unbenounced to him, showed Azriel some truths that Azriel couldn’t face before. The thing with Nyx was that he was a baby and he didn’t care—he didn’t care about Azriel’s scars and his ugly hands, he didn’t care about Azriel’s cruel ways, or the services that he provided to the High Lord. Nyx didn’t care about how many people fell under Truth-Teller’s deadly edge, or what Azriel had to do on the battlefields or during the Blood Rite. Nyx didn’t judge. As an infant, he wanted the same thing from Azriel as he wanted from everyone—warmth and comfort, kindness and love. He wanted to be rocked to sleep, fed, changed and played with. He didn’t care that the bottle was held by the same hand that tortured the Night Court’s enemies, or that the man who held him to his chest did some unforgivable things in his life.

As the last nine months rolled by, Azriel had to do some re-evaluations of his life. He had time on his hand, to be sure. Instead of courting Elain, like he wanted to, he thought. There was nothing much else left for him to do.

He thought that perhaps, despite his internal denials, Elain was much like Nyx—she accepted Azriel for what he was. Scars and all. Her acceptance did not stem from naiveite, though, but love. The realization hit Azriel like a sledgehammer. He crawled towards it, slowly, but surely, rethinking every touch and every smile, recalling every smirk and sparkle of the caramel-brown eyes, all the jokes and jabs, and gentle touches and finger brushes. Recalled the worry on Elain’s face when she knew that he went on his missions—even if they weren’t particularly dangerous. The pain that was etched on her features, when he returned in a particularly foul mood, and she knew that it was because he did things that marred his soul. He remembered her casually handing him a whiskey, which he’d gulped down in one go. Or a cup of tea, with honey and lemon, just like he liked. The gooey caramel cakes that she made—they were his favourite—and they began making a frequent appearance on the dessert menu. The past nine months of their forbidden love—is that what it was?—were the time when Azriel finally felt loved. For the first time in his life. Mor never really loved him, not like he needed to be loved. His brothers—well, they were his brothers, so that was that. Elain loved him. Of that, he was now certain. Elain loved him without touching. Without kissing. Without romance. Without courtship. Without gifts or presents or flowers. Without promises. Without expectations. It’s like she couldn’t help herself, even if she tried. She needed to love him, as much as he needed to be loved by her. All her tiny gestures of comfort and care created a glittering mosaic of love and devotion, which he only now began to piece together. And it pained him that she was not free to express herself as she wanted to, because loving him came with a hefty, unreasonable price.

For her, he’d fight. For her, he’d be the person she deserved. When she began choosing him, it was the first time in his life when someone actively chose him, despite all his shortcoming. And he wanted her to continue choosing him, every day, making the decision to love him.

Azriel had a lot of time to think about it, in silence.

Azriel was a good cook. One of his may hidden talents. He spent much of his time alone, or in places that were foreign and unfamiliar, or in the army, and necessity being the mother of invention, he had to learn how to cook. And then, he became quite good at it. He had to draw the line at baking, but he could make a steak like nobody’s business, and eggs every way were his specialty. Tonight though, he was tired and distracted. It was the first time in a very, very long time when he and Elain were alone, so he didn’t particularly want to waste it on cooking. What’s more, with Nyx being the raging little monster that he was today, Azriel wanted to put the kid to bed as soon as possible and just relax. For a meticulous planner, tonight, he had no plans at all…and it both excited and frightened him, because it would just be the two of them and they’ll have to figure it out.

“Breakfast for dinner?” he offered, while Elain set Nyx’s food in front of him. He was too quick for her and immediately jammed his whole fist into the vegetable mash, soliciting a groan from her, as he began licking his palm and fingers with gusto.

“Whatever you want to make,” she agreed, as she began wiping the mess that Nyx made, while Azriel smirked, shaking his head. He tossed two slices of ham in the skillet, and allowed it to crisp up and caramelize.

He came behind her and wrapped his arms around her shoulders, burying his face in her hair. She smiled, momentarily lost in the sensation of closeness and comfort that he always offered her, so effortlessly too.

“You know,” warned Azriel, using his ‘stern’ voice, looking at Nyx, “for your behavior, you should be sent to an Illyrian training camp. Just so you know what’s what. There, there won’t be 10 people looking for Brute for you, or uncle Cassian swimming with you in the pool, or Elain feeding you lemon cakes, or aunt Nesta reading to you the same book over, and over, and over, and over again. No aunt Mor taking you on a pony, and no Varian building sandcastles with you, only to watch you destroy them.”

Elain, tucked against his chest, was laughing. Especially because Nyx was glaring at Aziel unhappily and suspiciously.

Then, she said, softly, almost to herself, “I am happy that he is happy. That we can give him the childhood that none of us had. Let him be a little bit spoilt, because he is so loved.”

There was longing in her tone. Longing for something that she probably desired for herself. Those conversations have never been had between the two of them. Gods, they’ve never even been together in public, let alone had conversations about the future, and a future that included children. It was never something Azriel even thought of, considering his ‘luck’ in love, and his line of work. But he heard her. So he gave her a little kiss on the cheek and returned to his cooking.

Elain was feeding Nyx the last of his food, when Azriel placed two plates on the table, and poured both of them a glass of ale.

“Beer with breakfast,” she giggled. “I like the way you think, shadowsinger.”

He laughed, loving how easy it all was. How easy the banter came, how relaxed they were together, how there were no pressures at all when it was just the two of them. Well, three.

“Alright, you’ve taken enough of everybody’s time today,” he decided, as he fished Nyx out of the highchair and went to wash his face and hands again. Elain remained seated, watching the two of them, with her chin propped on her hand.

Was it normal to be that enamoured with a man? When he did mundane things? She had to admit—Azriel was indescribably beautiful. That alone would attract anyone. The gargantuan wings, ticked tightly, but not tensely against his back didn’t hurt either. The span of his enormous shoulders, the movement of those thick muscles around the arms, over his back, which moved and bulged as he wrestled with Nyx, who was refusing to get his hands washed, were mesmerizing. She knew that she shouldn’t be so dazzled by his looks, but she couldn’t help herself. But it was more than just admiring the elegant cut of his body, the well-fitted trousers that did very nice things to his thighs and his long legs, or the enticing forearms that were exposed from his haphazardly rolled up sleeves. The tattoos, in fact, snaked lower than she anticipated. She’d never seen him undressed—Cassian, strong, beefy and powerful, and the leaner, thinner Rhysand—plenty of times. But not Azriel. He’s been annoyingly timid. All three were tattooed, but apparently, Azriel’s reached all the way to his scars. She smiled to herself, amazed and bemused. Who would’ve thought that she, Elain, would be so attracted to a winged and tattooed male? What a far cry from the ordinary, plain Greyson.

Azriel plopped Nyx down on the floor, tossed him Brute and some toys and then quickly threw a shield around them, so Nyx was contained and didn’t attempt to wander from the kitchen.

“You should’ve started,” he nodded to her untouched plate, as he sat down.

“Not without you,” she said. “Looks very good!”

“I try,” he said bashfully and they tucked into to the scrambled eggs, ham and vegetables.

“Oh, gods, it’s really good,” she almost moaned.

“Baby, it’s just eggs,” he reminded her, secretly very pleased with her reaction.

“Well, baby likes them!” she giggled, cutting into the ham. Azriel watched her, watched the movement of her hands and she asked, “What?”

He chuckled and said, sipping his ale,

“I recall when you were planning to kill Cassian with a fork.”

Her brow furrowed.

“What?”

“Oh, you don’t remember?” he was laughing softly.

“I don’t think it’s even possible to kill Cassian,” she noted.

“I’d agree. But you were ready and eager.”

“When was I planning to kill Cassian?” she demanded.

“First time we met—at dinner. I remember Nesta…well, being Nesta. And Cassian—Mother save me, the moment he had her eyes on her, he was just dripping with this hideous arousal,”

Elain almost choked, eyes wide.

“What?”

“It was horrible,” he gave an exaggerated shudder. “Rhys and I were traumatized. Those two were going at it, as usual, fighting, sniping…whatever they do, and all we could smell was him getting hotter and hotter. That dinner,” he shook his head at the memory. “It was something else.”

She was laughing, nodding.

“And you?” she asked, at last.

He gave her a long thoughtful look. A tender, loving look that made her throat bob, and suddenly she was hot…much like Cassian.

“Honestly?” he asked quietly, not taking his eyes off her.

“Yes.”

“I thought that I saw the most human and the most beautiful girl in the world. Utterly unattainable. Engaged to another man. But surprisingly unafraid of us,”

“I was very afraid of you!” she argued. Azriel smiled.

“You three were huge!” she cried. “With these enormous wings,”

He raised his brow suggestively and she smacked his arm,

“Oh, shut up,”

“I didn’t even say anything,” he shrugged, “but please, tell me more about our huge wings, and our generally superior size,”

“I am not telling you anything,” she snapped, her cheeks red, and he was delighted.

“But you do admit that you tried to kill Cassian?”

“I didn’t try to kill him. Just defend myself, if there was need,”

“Pretty sure Nesta would’ve unmanned him with her bare hands,”

“Of that, I have no doubt.”

“And me?” he pressed, “you didn’t want to stab me with a fork?”

She gave him a cool look of nonchalance and recalled,

“You suddenly turned into a poet!”

“Did I?” it was his turn to be confused.

“Something about hearing the wind song, or something,”

“I don’t even remember that,” he confessed, a slow blush spreading over his cheeks.

“I do. I guess we remember different things about that evening.” She glanced at him from under her lashes and added, “I just remember thinking that you were the most handsome man—male—I’d ever seen. I didn’t even think that people could be that beautiful,”

Azriel’s blush deepened and Elain secretly enjoyed watching him squirm a little. She was well aware of the fact that he was always uncomfortable when people mentioned his appearance. He knew that he was handsome, almost unnaturally so, but whatever horrible words and deeds he’d experienced in his childhood warped his perception of himself. At times, she wanted to assure him that no one paid much attention to his hands…she certainly didn’t. She always found his hands, the scars on them just as attractive as the rest of him. They were simply a part of him, just as his beauty was. But he struggled. She knew it.

And as she always did, when she wanted to reassure him, she took his hand and brought it to her lips. He stilled. She kissed. Kissed the inside and outside of his palm. Watched him. Watched him tense, but not pull away his hand. Kissed each long, strong finger. Kissed the rough skin. Kissed the pain and the doubt. Not away, but at least temporarily.

Bored and tired, Nyx fell asleep on the floor, sprawled on the rug, clutching Brute.

“We have to take him upstairs,” muttered Elain, releasing Azriel’s hand.

She didn’t know how to deal with the intimacy of their relationship. Her feelings were raw and exposed, and she was painfully aware of her own inexperience. She didn’t know how to be seductive. Had no idea how to play games—wasn’t really looking to learn either. But she wasn’t dazzling or mysterious, and had no inkling of what Azriel expected, of what he wanted. He was so unbearably difficult to read, while she was stupidly, obviously in love with him. She was the Cassian to his Nesta. She was the one dripping with arousal, unable to stifle her need, or dampen her desire. He probably saw her as the fool that she was.

Frustrated, she made to get up from the table, but he caught her wrist and clasped it gently, as always reigning in his terrifying strength.

“Come here,” he murmured and pulled her to him, until she settled on his lap, feeling both awkward and happy. “Lainey,”

“I like baby,” she blurted.

He nodded, and said, “Baby, you don’t need to pretend with me…I…” he swallowed, thinking how to continue. “You might be surprised, but it’s new for me as well. I’ve had,” ugh, he really didn’t want to discuss his past lovers with her, not right now. “I am not inexperienced,” he said diplomatically. No, he wasn’t. “But this,” and he waved his hand between them, “this is new for me as well. I’ve never felt this much…for anyone. Ever,”

“What becomes of us, Az?” she asked softly.

“Whatever you want,” he stated simply.

“But,”

He shrugged, “there will always be obstacles,”

“Rhysand is more than just an ‘obstacle,’” she reminded him.

“Rhysand, frankly, can go and fuck himself,” Azriel said flatly.

The new, Fae Elain wasn’t scandalized by the coarse language. The three brothers, Nesta and Mor cursed like sailors, and Elain found herself throwing an occasional ‘shit’ and ‘dick’ in her speech. So it made her smile when the usually controlled, polite Azriel unleashed his mouth.

“He is your High Lord,” she reminded him.

“He is technically everyone’s High Lord, but it doesn’t mean that he gets free reign on doing whatever he wants. If I am not asking him to give up Feyre—remember how he snuck her out from Tamlin’s clutches—then he doesn’t get to tell us what we ought to do.”

The thing that he’s been carrying in his pocket was burning through him, a constant reminder. He shifted and then looked straight at her and tucked an errant strand of her hair behind her ear. For someone who didn’t crave or enjoy touch, the desire to touch her was constant. He didn’t even need anything sexual at this point, but feeling her skin against him, in whatever way, was beyond satisfying.

“Did you promise him anything?” she inquired, moving even closer to him, loving the heavy warmth of his arms around her.

“Absolutely not!” he spat. “He is completely overstepping, and I’ve been humouring him up until now, but it seems to be that he is a little too comfortable with the status quo,” he looked at her, his voice grave, “I hope you didn’t promise him anything either?”

She shook her head,

“No. I didn’t say anything.”

A whoosh of breath escaped him. “Thank the Cauldron.”

Elain stroked his cheek with the backs of her fingers and said, sharply this time, “Everything’s been taken away from me once already. I wasn’t prepared to give you up. You are the only thing that I want, and Rhysand wasn’t going to take that away from me. From us…” she glanced at him, “if you feel the same…”

“Do you need to ask?”

She smiled.

Azriel exhaled deeply and then cupped her face between his hands. He was going to do it. He needed to do it. She devoured his gaze, the look of intent in his forest-green golden eyes, the determined set of his jaw. He left her, once, waiting…Waiting for him to take the next step, waiting for him to act and he didn’t. Not today.

“Elain,” he swallowed audibly, and she felt that he was nervous. “Will you permit me to court you?”

Azriel wanted to do this properly. Elain deserved it—deserved to be treated with kindness and respect, but he deserved it as well—he wanted to do what so many others took for granted. It never came naturally to him, the normal things, and for once, despite everything, he was going to make this one thing happen.

Nyx moved on the floor, woke up and let out a scream. Confused, he looked around and began babbling tearfully ‘ma, ma, ma’.

Elain slipped off his lap and gently cooed “Shhhh, come…come, my sweet boy,” and picked him up. Azriel watched them, not even upset at the interruption.

Nyx was crying in earnest now, and not even Brute was enough to console him.

“I am going to try to put him to bed,” she whispered, rocking the baby against her chest.

Azriel opened his arms and said, “hand him over.”

“But,”

He carefully took Nyx from her and the move did not result in silence or calm, and Nyx cried just as sadly, looking for his mom. As Azriel made his way down the hall and towards the stairway, with Elain trailing him, he began to sing. In a language that Elain did not know, but understood innately to be Illyrian. The way the sounds rolled off Azriel’s tongue was natural, the melody lulling and sweet. His voice was soothing and pleasant, with a gravelly note that came from the back of his throat. Nyx stilled, blinking at him. As they slowly went up the stairs, Azriel rocked and cuddled Nyx, stretching his wings so they covered them in a dark canopy, the words of the lullaby muffled, but just as beautiful. Elain wished that it didn’t end…There were just a words that she picked up ‘warrior’ and ‘sleep’—something she learned from Cassian, who was teaching Nesta some Illyrain phrases, now that they spent a decent amount of time in their Illyrian bungalow.

In Nyx’s nursery, Azriel put the baby down in the crib and covered him with a blanket, rocking the crib lightly, as he continued his song, quieter now, seeing that Nyx’s eyelids drooped.

Wordlessly, he lifted his arm and Elain slipped to his side, and wrapped her arm around his torso. They never needed words.

Sleep, warrior heart

Sleep and know that you are loved

Sleep, warrior heart and meet me in silence

Find dreams and peaceful slumber, my little warrior heart

Azriel quietly translated the song, without her prompting. He knew that she’d want to know what the words meant. He, however, did not explain the history of the song and where and how he’d learned it.

“Yes.”

He looked down at her, a silent question on his face.

“The answer is ‘yes’,” she repeated. “You may court me.”

“Thank you,” was all he said.

They left the nursery and stopped in the hallway.

He put his hand on the back of her neck and stroked.

“Then I’d like for you to have this,” he said at last. He took something from his pocket and laid it in her palm. It was a key.

“We will have to meet in silence.”

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