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Ok, who can give me recs for their favourite Nessian modern AUs? 

The only ones I’ve really read are: 

A favor by @ncssian and Life as We Know It by @snelbz/ @tacmc

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List Of Nessian AUs: (4/?) S P A C E  B A B E S

"Human have evolved beyond the restrictions of Earth, building a society that is advancing in space, extending to limits unknown. Thriving and strengthening. 

A trip to a newly discovered star system had been arranged, to dicover its nature and the possibility of humans living on its planets, the NASA team launching their trip today at 12pm. Positive results are awaited," the article read.

Nesta sighed, closing the tab. The cold temperature of the space ship bit at her skin slightly, but the clothes of her suit protected her from most of it.

"How long is it til we get there?" Cassian asked, hands adjusting the manuals on the control panel. His voice echoed in the room, their commardes footsteps resuming regularly outside. 

"We'll take off in light speed in exactly 30 minutes. From then it should take us 6 hours to reach our destination."

He hummed in reply, and she thought he finished the conversation. 

Cassian turned to her again, a mischievous flirtatious expression on his face. "So, love in space. That sounds like a good title for an Oscar nominee movie"

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List Of Nessian AUs: (3/?) T H E  S P I E S

Secret Agent Kore, Nesta Archeron, is tasked with collecting information about a group of businessmen who have been suspected with funding and building their own source of Nuclear power. 

Of course her mission had to have the worst interference she could ever get. When another agent, Cassian, charismatic, arrogant and determined, proclaims to be sent as a backup she's forced into accepting him. Hopefully this will be over soon. Before she kills him.

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List Of Nessian AUs: (1/?) T H E  Q U E E N  A N D  H E R  K N I G H T

“Your highness." The chief minister bowed as he stood in front of the figure sitting elegantly, legs crossed in a graceful manner.

“Chief minister,” her voice addressed coolly and he took the opportunity to sneak glances at the young queen, noted the hard angles of her face, the regal stance she did not break out of and how her expressions betrayed no emotions.

“Cassian, one of the army's most promising young generals.” The elderly man pointed toward him. The queen, Nesta he reminded himself, flicked her eyes in his direction before she returned her attentions back to where they were. She didn't linger nor did her stoic mask reveal either surprise or curiosity. 

The chief seemed to understand the silent question she did not utter, however. “He is to be assigned as your personal bodyguard.”

The words finally triggered a reaction out of the queen, specks of anger showed on her face.

Ice littered her tone as she spoke, “I don't need bodyguards of any sorts.”

The man smiled in humor. “I am afraid that you do, your majesty. An entire nation depends on your well being and safety especially with threats surrounding us. If anything were to happen to you, our country would be broken into pieces.”

Her gaze redirected itself towards him again, assessing him with extreme caution and this time he could read some line of her thought as she clearly resigned herself to the fact of his assignment.

Cassian bowed in respect. “Your majesty.”

He tilted his head upwards a bit, becoming startled when their eyes connected for a moment. 

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REBLOG EARLY IN TIME FOR XMAS I LOVE THIS FIC I KEEP READING IT #NOSHAME

“That tree isn’t even going to fit in the house! Why did you buy it without measuring it first?” - Nessian au 😋

Keep Me Warm

AN: AU/AH in which Nesta is a bit of a Grinch. Established Nessian. Thank you for the awesome prompt as usual!

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“That tree isn’t even going to fit in the house! Why did you buy it without measuring it first?” 

Cassian closed his eyes and counted to ten as Nesta’s irate voice resounded down the hall. The whole gang gathered in their Victorian townhouse in Brooklyn and he was hoping the company would soothe his fiancee’s stormy mood.

Definitely wishful thinking on his part. When Nesta had a problem with something, she didn’t beat around the bush.

And boy, did she have a problem with Christmas.

One that Cassian absolutely understood. He knew that when Nesta’s family had lost most of their wealth doe to her father’s shady investments, holiday season had been the hardest for her.

“It’s an abhorrent waste of money,” she would say and his heart broke for a 10-year old girl who had been hungry and neglected.

“Why care for a commercialized holiday that’s designed to make us spend obscene amounts of cash for things we don’t need?” she would ask and he could almost see her as a child, waiting in vain for the smallest gift.

“You and my sisters are the only family I need,” she would answer his silent question every time her father wouldn’t show up to Christmas dinner despite his promises and Cassian’s hands closed in fists, his anger at that careless fool coming off him in waves.

Most people were put off by Nesta’s cold attitude. But he knew the truth of it - she had been cold for so long so she forged herself in ice. But there was warmth and fire simmering deep under this exterior, for those who cared to look.

And Cassian cared deeply. Irrevocably.

It didn’t change the fact that he was crazy about Christmas, though. And that he wanted the biggest freaking tree out there.

Opening his eyes, he registered half-sympathetic, half-amused (mostly amused if he were being honest) looks Rhys and Az were casting his way as the three of them struggled to get the gigantic spruce through the door to the living-room.

“Woah!” Mor emerged from behind Nesta’s back, her eyes widening as she took in the sight before her. “That is going a little overboard.”

“He must be compensating for something,” Amren drawled lazily as she sprawled on his favourite armchair.

“Fuck off, Amren.”

“Tsk, tsk. Such foul language, Christmas boy.”

Cassian was about to say something back but Elain chose this exact moment to come out of a kitchen with a a few bottles of eggnog and his friend’s attention was diverted elsewhere.

He didn’t have as much luck with Nesta.

Hands braced on her hips, she looked at him expectantly, her eyes blazing. “So?”

“It was the biggest one in the store. I had to take it,” he mumbled, a groan escaping his lips as one of the branches pressed into his side.

She rolled her eyes at this. “God, you’re such a man child.”

“But you still love me, Nesta Archeron,” he sang smugly, ignoring the snickers coming from behind the spruce.

She merely scoffed in response, sending him her patent I-will-deal-with-you-later glare and pivoting on her feet to join her sisters, Amren and Mor. “You’re so the one cleaning the carpets when this green pulp starts losing the needles,” she shot from behind her back.

“Green pulp?! How dare y- “ Outraged, he didn’t hear Az yelling at him to step back as two of his friends gave a tree a big push and it fell through the threshold, knocking Cassian down. The last thing he remembered was Nesta’s cry for help as his head hit the floor.

Fortunately, the visit to the ER was surprisingly short for this time of year and Cassian was released home with a diagnosed mild concussion, with orders to wake him every few hours.

The good thing was, Nesta was so angry at Rhys and Az for knocking him out with a tree, she forgot about her annoyance with him. After they had come back home, his friends set up the tree in the living-room, valiantly enduring Nesta’s snide comments and accusing glares. Cassian’s lips curved in a smug grin when his fiance took over decorating the tree, claiming wryly that she wouldn’t want them to hurt themselves too.

And in the evening when everyone had left, she tiptoed to bed and slid under the covers, her warmth settling over his skin when she snuggled close to him, her head in the crook of his neck.

“You’re an idiot,” she whispered softly, her hand drawing patterns on his chest.

“But you still love me, Nesta Archeron,” he repeated the words from earlier today.

She raised her head and looked up at him and the fire burning in her eyes was all the confirmation Cassian needed. And then her lips ghosted over his jaw as she whispered, “Sleep tight, Cas. I will watch over you.”

And I will keep you warm.

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