#sim: Azriel

[theroyalthrones]

BEHIND THE SCENES | Grenoble, Montebeliard, Lavande

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As Aubrey sits in the opulent opera house, a wave of self-doubt washes over her. The elegant surroundings, once enchanting, now feel like a gilded cage, amplifying her discomfort and amplifying her insecurities. She can’t shake the feeling that her drastic style transformation has only drawn attention to her perceived inadequacies. Surrounded by the confident glances of others, she wonders if she’ll ever feel at home in this world. Each smile and nod from the crowd feels like a reminder of how far removed she is from their effortless charm, igniting a painful longing for acceptance that seems just out of reach.

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Aubrey and Laurie have made it to their seats at the opera house in Grenoble, Lavande. Aubrey is feeling light headed after all of the chaos that was the red carpet. With all of the added attention she is recieveing from the drastic change of her style. She feels uncomfortable in her skin. Not knowing how to navigate the world outside of her comfort zones.

‘how do they live like this’ she thinks.

having watched Laurie shmooze with the other attendees, the public. Making a show of who he was, it was so absurdly fake that she knew deep down. She knew she never really could know him at all.

As they walk to their seats, a suprise awaits them. sitting there looking more comfortable in his body, than aubrey could ever be, was Azrael Hottinguer. [The “best friend” of Laurie]

Unlike the other’s Azriel doesn’t get up to greet his future king. The couple walk over and Aubrey is somehow left in the center of the trio. They boys share a curt introduction as the ballet begins. Things are quiet, things are going well until Azriel moves in closer to Aubrey, and whispers close to her ear.

Az] You’ve seen this before, no?

Au] No this is a first.

Az] Ahh.

Laurie looks over, slightly perplexed. Aubrey can feel his gaze upon her, she ignores it. Quite frankly, she’s over the way Laurie treats her. Her care has flown out the window, and the more Laurie pays attention the better.

Az] … Something’s changed.

Au] It hasn’t.

Az] Did you finally realize what was so clearly in front of your eyes? Are you still denying…

Au] Why are you doing this? Is it to get back at him for something?

Az] (ammused) I’m merely trying to help.

Au] (suspicious) hmm.

The show is finished, the lights are back on. Laurie and Azriel are standing and chatting. Aubrey is still sitting down, very uncomfortable. Laurie has a way of excluding her, of making her feel invisible in the presense of others. As if she is a secret done can divulge, even himself.

The relationship between Azriel and Aubrey is interesting. It’s not one of romance, simply of user and toy. In honesty, Azriel is using her as a pawn, and for a girl who has not experienced the proper love on should recieve from a romantic interest. Aubrey is wary, and doesn’t notice what exactly it all means.

Az] Miss Stuart, you’ve been a lovely companion this evening.

La] You’ve got it confused, she’s mine.

Az] Forgive me, it’s just you haven’t looked at her all evening. One would guess you’re worse than strangers.

Au]…

He leans in and kisses her hand. something that has been a trend for Azriel and Aubrey. Making her flustered, and unable to think properly because (she isn’t used to such affections). Right as they do, a single flash interupts them, a paparazzi member having secured the image of the pair appearing to be more than cozy.

Au]S- Stop.

Az] [chuckling) it happens. they’ll be talking about this for a while, you’ll be relavent for a few more weeks.

Au] (annoyed) You hold yourself in such high regard.

L] (amused laughs)

The scene changes, Caroline and Laurie are sitting around a table. And She smacks a news article onto it. showing her disapproval at the situation.

The Magazine encapsulates Aubrey and Azriels “rendezvous”. A moment that is being taken way more out of context then it should.

C] What is this?

L] They’re just friends.

C] Friends? Laurie… I don’t care about what they are to each other. I care about what people are saying!

C] You can’t tell me this doesn’t look bad.

She is angry as she sips her tea (which she’s been doing all along).

L] (sighs) what do you want me to do about it?

C] Control your-

Caroline is interrupted by the woman who walks into the room. Giselle De La Valliere, walks in. This takes Laurie by suprise, in this state, he doesn’t bother about thinking of Caroline’s reaction. Instead he gets up and kisses her on the cheek like the Lavandish do. He pulls Giselle toward the table, his hand in hers. Caroline watches this, she sips her tea.

L] What are you doing here?

G] um, Her Royal Highness called for me.

L] You did? (to caroline)

C] I did.

L](anxious)… I can’t stay.

C] You told me you were excited for the first course.

L] (chuckling nervously) something came up.

C] that hair better be cut! (she yells after him)

He makes a break for it, leaving giselle behind. stranded alone with his very perceptive sister. Giselle eyes the headline on the table, she says nothing about it.

G] I should go…

C] sit, I’ve still got a lot of tea, I can’t finish it by myself.

(awkward laugh)

…

…

C] So… you and my brother?

G] Yes?

C] … I wasn’t able to attend the last gala at the Museum of Natural History. I heard you accompanied him in my stead.

G] (choked up)

C] Giselle, I hope you haven’t gotten involved with my brother. As you know, he’ll soon be engaged.

G] Engaged?

C] There are many who want to see him wed. Many who want to know our future Queen.

G] …To Ms. Aubrey?

C] (laughing) I haven’t a clue. By all accounts, you, could be a better match. But I dislike such disingenuous ways. I know what you’re after.

…

C] He is whom you should be convincing.

G]…

C] seeing as he’s not… available. You know what would be a terrible thing. You and Laurie are over… and breaking up such a happy relationship… it would be horrible.

G] I’m aware.

C] I’m glad.

[reveriste]

the stars are blue...

[illyrianslut]

Not my Azriel sim talking about bats to Elain on a date

[therealmissmagoo2]

The Sims 4 - Gwyneth Berdara (9.20.24 edit)

A Court of Thorns and Roses series by Sarah J. Maas **Spoilers** Titles: Carynthian, Priestess, Valkyrie Age: 28 Species: 3/4 High Fae & 1/4 River Nymph

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Gwyn & Azriel Sparring 💢

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More Baby Shower Photos <3

I had so much fun putting this shower together for Maverick and Stella. From the colors to the gift table, it’s truly my best one yet! Everyone looks so good and a time was truly had for the Torrance family and friends. Stella is excited about becoming a mom and Maverick cannot wait to meet his spawn lol.

** Georgia Clarke created by missamelies on the gallery

[honeycombsims4]

🦇 my elriel sims 🌹

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Sims Done ✅

TOG:

Aelin Galathynius

Manon Blackbeak

Dorian Havilliard

Rowan Whitethorn

ACOTAR:

Azriel

Rhysand + Another version of Rhys

Feyre Archeron + Human Feyre

Cassian

Nesta Archeron

Elain Archeron

Lucien Vanserra

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Bryce Quinlan

Hunt Athalar

Ruhn Danaan

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Amren and Mor

[shadowsingerdraco]

sjmU modern university fic

PART TWO

(part one linked at the bottom)

summary: cassian deals with his hangover and the lingering affects of nesta… more on azriel and lidia’s history

pairings: rhys/feyre, azriel/elain, azriel/lydia, cassian/nesta (these are all insinuated or hinted at but nothing explicit happens… thats for later hehe)

warnings: this fic contains sjm multiverse characters so there may be spoilers regarding characters. this is a modern au so i wont stay close to cannon most likely. but i just wanted to put that in here. also, drinking and smoking mentioned, partial nudity mentioned

notes: i want this to be a multi part series. i hope to include many smjU characters so stay tuned!

words: 2.5k

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Cassian felt like a right asshole as he nursed his hangover. Azriel sat across from him, sipping his own cup of coffee while Cassian’s remained untouched. He was afraid if he ate or drank anything, he’d puke it up.

“I need to apologize,” Cassian rasped, and rubbed his fingers into his temples.

Azriel raised a brow at him. “And how do you plan on doing that? You’ll likely never see them again.”

Cassian let out a groan. A wordless agreement to Azriel’s claim.

The day passed by in a haze. Beer bottles and sticky red solo cups that none of them had bothered to pick up were scattered around the apartment. Azriel usually took care of it, but he had locked himself up in his room all day with Lydia. She had stayed over last night—though that wasnt unusual. After Cassian and Az’s chat this morning, Azriel had silently made another mug of coffee with two sugars and some milk and brought it into his room. They haven’t come back out.

It was aproaching three o’clock and Cassian was begining to get hungry. He went over to Az’s door and thumped his fist against it a few times before saying, “I’m going to get lunch, do you guys want anything?”

There was some rustling before the door creaked open to reveal Lydia, who was wearing Azriel’s hoodie and her hair tossed into a bun. The fabric fell to her knees, but Cassian had a hunch she wasn’t wearing any pants. He was going to tease her about it but she spoke before he could.

“Where are you going for lunch?”

“The deli,” Cass replied.

Lydia pursed her lips with a small nod. “Alright, get me and Az regulars. One with no pickles, the other with no onion.”

Cassian gave her a mock salute and she shut the door. On his way to his truck he dialed Rhys, asking him to come to lunch with him. He responded with a quick sure.

When the boys were sitting down at their table, Rhys was looking down at his phone with a schoolboy grin on his face.

“What the fuck are you so giddy about?” Cassian said with a mouthful of bread and salami.

Rhysand looked up, the smile still on his lips. “This girl, man. She’s funny.”

Cassian almost choked on his sandwich at the statement. The sisters. Nesta. Her name clanged through his head, ringing and ringing and ringing.

“You got her number?” Cassian asked, unable to school his wide eyes.

Rhys scoffed. “Of course I did. Best shag I’ve ever had in a bathroom.”

Damn. Nesta might have been a bitch about it, but she was right about her sister and Rhys.

Cassian let out a low whistle at Rhys’s confession. He was going to start giving his brother hell about it, but Rhysand was already looking back down at his phone, tapping away and chuckling to himself. Rhys never kept contact with his one night stands. Damn, these girls were turning their worlds upside down it seemed.

A few more moments passed, and Cassian coughed out, “So, uh, do you think you could see if Feyre and her sisters wanted to meet up tonight?”

Rhysand looked up from his phone, brow raised. “I don’t see why not.”

Cassian just nodded his head in acknowledgement and dove back into his lunch, not wanting to face Rhys’s knowing gaze. Bastard.

Back at the apartment, Cass sent Azriel a text letting him know that their sandwiches were on the counter and went into his bedroom. He definitely didn’t spend the remainder of the afternoon playing video games to ignore the five hour countdown until he saw Nesta again. Definitely not.

Meanwhile Lidia and Az sat on Azriel’s bed with their lunches spread across their laps, Lidia’s computer propped between them, Home Hounds playing on the screen.

“That house is so ugly,” Lidia said through a mouthful of turkey, lettuce, and pickles. “They should pick the first house instead.”

“No way,” Azriel responded, mouth just as full. “The husband likes this one better. He definitely will win her over to this one. She seems like a pushover.”

Lidia hummed in agreement. The show continued to play and they continued to make idle commentary. This was how the two usually spent their nights: Lidia and him lounging around, eating and watching casual T.V. They would occasionally smoke a blunt of murthroot, but that wasn’t usual and typically reserved for parties. Azriel only liked to do it when he was feeling particularly anxious, and Lidia did it so he wasn’t doing it alone.

The pair had been best friends since they were kids, growing up next door to one another. Azriel used to sneak into her room, climbing up the large oak tree that sat between their windows. The first time it happened, Azriel’s step brothers were banging on his bedroom door trying to get in. Those boys terrorized him any chance they got. They would put tacks in his shoes, steal his lunch at school so he wouldn’t have anything to eat, and beat him up whenever Azriel did so much as breathe wrong. Not that his parents cared all that much. His dear mother worked nights at the hospital so she never really saw him, whereas his step-father thought his demon children could do no wrong. Everything was Azriel’s fault and would turn a blind eye to his bruises.

Azriel felt panic sliding up his spine at the constant banging on his door, his step-brothers shouting threats at him. Then, there was sudden quiet. A stillness. Azriel calmed, thinking the boys must have given up or gotten bored. His hopes were shot down quickly as his door handle began to rattle. Not a harsh, insistent jostling, but a gentle wobble. Azriel felt his blood run cold. They were picking the lock. His one place of solace was about to be destroyed, ripped away on its hinges.

Azriel darted his eyes around, trying to think think think. He had nowhere to go, nowhere to run except—except the window.

They were still working on the doorknob as he hurried to the window on the farside of his room, undoing the latch with shaking hands and slid up the glass pane. The gods must be real and giving him a wink as he looked at the large oak tree that seemed to be reaching out to him with it’s sturdy branches. Azriel sent a quick thank you to the Mother and climbed out of his room and into the chilled night.

Once he was sure of his footing, he turned back and slid the window closed, not wanting to leave any evidence behind. He didn’t know what his step-brothers would think about his empty room, but he just hoped they didn’t follow his footsteps. Azriel continued to make his way across the expansive oak, hiding himself in its leaves. He kept going, looking back periodically to make sure he was alone.

He took his eyes off his path and towards where he assumed his window was one time too many as his foot met air. Azriel had nearly fallen to his death, or at least to a broken arm, but he was able to catch himself. With his heart thumping in his chest, he looked up to find not only the end of the branches, but another window. And a girl. She stared at him with wide eyes, her hair dripping wet from what Azriel assumed was her shower.

Azriel gave her an awkward smile and a wave. She let out what seemed to be a laugh. They both stared at each other for what felt like hours to Azriel, but then she snapped her head to her door, smile now gone. Azriel’s stomach dropped. She was going to get in trouble for this, he thought. But then she looked back at him, face set in what could have been determination, walked over to her window and slid it open.

“Hi,” she said.

“Hi.”

“I’m Lidia. Do you live next door?”

Azriel debated lying but then that would be weird for him to be in this tree. So he said, “Yeah. I’m Azriel.”

Lidia smiled at him. She was missing her front left big-tooth. Azriel had just lost one on the bottom himself.

“That’s a cool name,” she said. “What does it mean?”

Azriel hated the blush that he felt bloom on his cheeks. “Uh, thanks. And I don’t know. Does it have to mean anything?”

Lidia nodded, as if she knew the answer to all his questions. “It has to. It’s a word, after all. And all words have meaning.” Her eyes got big then and she snapped her fingers together. “Oh! I have a book for this!” She quickly turned around and disappeared into a corner that Azriel wasn’t privy to.

She came back into view with a large orange book in her hands. Azriel furrowed his brows in question. When Lidia noticed, she explained, “It’s a baby name book. My mom kept it from when she was naming me.”

She began flitting through the first couple of pages before asking, “How do you spell it?”

Azriel told her and she continued to frown at the book, pink blossoming on her own cheeks this time.

“What’s wrong?” Azriel asked. She had been quiet for a minute now.

She looked up, lips pulled tight and eyes hard. “I can’t read the stupid thing.”

“Oh,” was Azriel’s response.

“My teacher says I’m not reading on the expected level for a second grader,” Lidia confessed quietly.

“Well if it makes you feel any better, I’m really bad at math,” Azriel said. A burst of wind rippled through the tree then, making him shudder. Lidia gave him a funny look then and asked why he was in the tree in the first place. He almost blurted the truth, but second guessed it. He didn’t know this girl, why should he trust her? People haven’t proved themselves to be kind to him.

“I like to climb trees,” he said with a shrug.

“At night? In the cold?”

“I like the night time,” Az said. This wasn’t a lie. He did like the night time. It was the only part of the day where he had come to peace. Well, usually.

They continued to chat for some time before Azriel heard a distant voice call Lidia’s name. She looked to the door again before turning to him, frowning.

“That’s my mom. She’s calling for me to turn out my lights and go to bed.”

Azriel felt like a stone dropped in his stomach. Don’t go, he found himself thinking. Don’t make me go back.

But she smiled at him and said, “Do you want to play after school tomorrow?”

He opened his mouth to say yes, but then he remembered, “I can’t. I have chores and I won’t be done in time to play before dinner.”

Now it was Lidia’s turn to seem disappointed. But she seemed to be full of solutions because she said, “Well what if you came back to my window? I have some chalk and we could play tic-tac-toe on my window seal!”

She seemed really excited about this, so Azriel agreed. And he did show up the next night. And the next. And the one after that for the rest of their adolescent lives before they packed up their things to move away for college.

Somewhere in there, they shared kisses for spin-the-bottle or smoking games, but they never passed this threshold. They were of the same breath by the time they reached teenage years and there was nothing embarrassing or too much for the other. As for them falling asleep in the same bed with Lidia in nothing but her underwear and his t-shirt was something they had done for the first time on their senior trip to Avallen..

Lidia’s piece of shit boyfriend (per Azriel’s assessment as soon as he met the guy) cheated on her with best friend. Lidia had no interest in sharing a room with her that night and went straight to Azriel, who went straight to her ex and gave him a busted lip. Lidia wasn’t sad at first, but instead dove into deep anger and had no patience as she snapped at Azriel by telling him that she would not be sleeping in her jeans and would not be wearing a bra and that he would just have to get over it if it was weird. He had simply chuckled and raised his hands in mock-innocence and laid on the floor, resolving to only his boxers and a t-shirt himself. It wasn’t until he heard her soft sobs in the middle of the night and couldn’t stand the sound of it and crawled in with her, holding her tight to his chest.

They never really went back to modesty after that.

So here they were, eating a Cassian bought lunch in bed without a care in the world but one another. That is until Azriel’s phone buzzed with a text inviting him to a small pub with the boys and the three sisters from the party last night.

“You wanna go?” He asked her, his dark hair falling above his golden eyes.

Lidia shrugged with a nod of acceptance. He told her that they would need to leave in the next hour. So they watched another Home Hounds episode before they got up and Lidia dug around in her drawer of clothes that Azriel kept for her. She threw on a light blue v-neck tee and jeans, her hair in a pony-tail. Azriel settled for one of his many black shirts and black jeans and they walked out into the living room to see Cassian picking up the aftermath of last night. Lidia thought she must be dreaming.

“Cass, are you okay?” she asked, half teasing.

He paused in his movement of putting a red solo cup in the open trash bag he was carrying. “Yeah, why?” His voice was labored, as if he had paused his run instead of a clean-up.

“Because you never clean. And here you are doing just that. Not to mention you’re doing it right before a night out.”

Azriel leaned as if to whisper in her ear, but said it loud enough for Cassian to hear, “He’s antsy because he is nervous about seeing Nesta again tonight.”

Lidia made a silent, overdramatic oh.

“Fuck off, Az.” Cassian snapped, but just chucked the cup into the trash before picking up another one.

The pair just laughed at him as Rhys walked out of his own room, looking impeccable in his black denim jacket and styled hair. “Let's go,” he said, throwing his keys up in the air and catching them.

Cassian just dropped the trash bag onto the floor and followed Rhys out the door.

Lidia and Azriel just shook their heads and headed out the door.

—

[theroyalthrones]

BEHIND THE SCENES | Chantilly, Picardy, Lavande

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"Aubrey Faye Stuart grew up in a tiny world, in an even tinier town. Her parents, as normal as you can get, adhered to the ideology of staying within one's means. This upbringing left Aubrey with a small perspective, limited dreams, and a repressed personality. All of these qualities were perfect for a guy like Laurie — a man who didn’t really need the girl, just the face. From the outside, no one knew what Laurie could want in such a plain girl; his motives were never clear. The two didn’t fit very well on paper but got along fairly well. And to Aubrey, what others might perceive as just 'okay,' she regarded as exceptional. In her eyes, Laurie was the love of her life, and she his."

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Laurie] Mother’s given her permission. ...you’re to attend engagements with me, be seen with me offically.

AUBREY lifts her head, offended.

Aubrey]sarcarstically How generous.

Laurie] annoyed You're the only one benefiting from this.

Aubrey] scoffs

Laurie] I’m just saying, it wouldn’t hurt to actually be thankful.

Aubrey] of course I’m grateful…

Laurie] Don’t be mad, maybe I can take you shopping.

Aubrey]…

Laurie] contemplative Black hair… and more eye makeup, It’ll make your eyes stand out more.

AUBREY touches her hair; confused, a bit sad.

Aubrey] My hair?

AUBREY in the shower, a shot of her feet in a puddle of black water (hair die)

AUBREY getting her makeup done

AUBREY putting shoes on

AUBREY in a chair, with people fussing over her. A shot from the back.

Laurie and Aubrey walking out of some establishment. Completely decked out in their new looks. He has even changed a bit, they are getting photographed from every direction

As the light bleeds into her sight, her unease slight loosens. To be on the other side of the Cameras is something that she never would have imagined for herself. People call his name, People call her name. She might be happy she thinks. How could she not? She looks beautiful, a concept she never thought she could grasp, and maybe never again. For once she likes all eyes on her.

Now she’s a room, a very pretty one. She’s on the phone with her mother. Aubrey is a commoner from Caledonia. She’s a long way from home.

THE SHOT comes in. Her face isnt shown until the end possibly. She’s on the floor painting her toenails while on the phone. Very girly I’d say.

Mom] Are you okay?

Aubrey]… Did you see me on tv?

Mom] You loved your hair, sweetpea.

Aubrey] I know…

Mom] You know you can come home?

Why you? You’re not made for this.

Aubrey] …He’s not like you imagine, mom.

They’ve finally make their relation public. And life is supposed the be good. But they aren’t really.

EXT. Toussaint Estate - Afternoon

A very idillic afternoon at the toussaint estate. The party is happening around the pool. People are swimming, people are having fun. [Aubrey Caroline ~~~~is capturing this on her old camera, the images look as if they are shot on film. She films Laurie and Giselle getting risky, and also Aubrey laying alone, with Az approaching her. And also a shot of her fiance in the pov of the camera. He’s close, moving the camera away laughing.]

Laurie and Giselle are being a fit to friendly, they are roughhousing around. And laurie films her with his camera. While laurie is almost shameless with his advances, it is Giselle who is trying to hold it out. She is visibly uncomfortable, trying (not extremely hard) not to get caught.

As they so shameless project their feelings, Aubrey watches it all from the vantage point of her pool chair.

She already does not feel in her element, dressing in something way more revealing than she would have worn herself. Laurie has been dressing her as of late. She can’t say they’re ugly outfits, just not hers.

As she watches her boyfriend play with another girl (she doesn’t really know what to make of it, she’s got nothing to say),

Someone comes up behind her. It’s Azriel, a person she met a while ago, known to her as a best friend of Laurie.

Azriel] whispers So you’re not blind.

She looks over to him, a bit dumbfounded and suprised.

Aubrey] cautious I don’t know what you’re talking about.

Azriel] “Poor Aubrey…” That’s what they call you. You don’t know how to play the game, you’ll get eaten alive. you’ll get eaten alive here, if you don’t learn to play along.

Aubrey]…

Azriel] Do you love him?

Aubrey] offended Of course I love him! Az] chuckles Your first mistake.

Aubrey] He woul- He’d never betray me.

Azriel] You can’t even convince yourself. laughs mockingly.

He walks away, leaving her with more questions that she isn’t willing to have answered.

[ladypixeldown]

AZRIEL

Bonus 🦇🔥:

Note: This is Azriel from my point of view!

[gracie-rosee]

I’m a simple gal. I play a new farming sim game and I put my favorite characters in it. It’s the closest I’ll get to seeing them in real life.

[lainalit]

RIP Rhys you would have loved making street interview videos where you ask women what they think about feminism

RIP Cassian you would have loved going to the gym and filming a bunch of homoerotic tiktoks with your gym bros

RIP Azriel you would have loved Sims 2 emo machinimas with my Immortal playing in the background

RIP Tamlin you would have loved going to Anime conventions and walk behind cosplayers while playing the theme songs on your violin

RIP Eris you would have loved going to dog parks and instigate drama between dog owners

RIP Lucien you would have loved fishing with a bunch of middle-aged dads and trying to make them laugh with dad jokes

[therealmissmagoo2]

The Sims 4 - Nesta Archeron (9.11.24 Edit)

A Court of Thorns and Roses series by Sarah J. Maas **Spoilers** Title(s): Valkyrie, Oristian, & Emissary to the Night Court Age: 25 Species: High Fae, Mortal (formerly) Powers: Pure Death, Can Sense The Cauldron, Connected To The Mother, Linked To The Dead Trove

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Nesta & Eris - Ballroom Scene 🩰

Nesta & Cassian Training 💢

Nesta x Cassian 💙

[ceechalla]

[magnoliadale]

"Tell me you don't never wanna lose me..."

A night with Maliah and Azzy