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[lesbianbanana]

Hyperion, Titan of Heavenly Light.

The six elder titan sons were responsible for creating the first race of man. Hyperion gave this race the gift of eyes and sight, but at what cost?

[nikethestatue]

Azriel is not like the other boys

HOFAS SPOILERS below

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We often hear that there is no way that Azriel is not fully Illyrian. There are people who absolutely insist that that's all he is, and despite a whole list of 'unusuals' about him, they refuse to acknowledge that he might be something entirely different than just a simple Illyrian.

Setting aside his Seven Siphons and his immense killing power, which he sort of randomly has, alongside Cassian and literally no one else, he is also a Carynthian, a Shadowsinger, and an "illyrian' who can winnow--none of these are capabilities that other Illyrians have. He also carries Truth Teller, a Made weapon, no less.

I was chatting with @shitwillnotbegiven about something unrelated, and then the highlighted paragraph (above) jumped out at me.

In it, we have Vesperus the Asteri who's been kept in a glass coffin for 10K years, and stuck under the Prison, unable to wake or escape. Bryce, Nesta and Azriel happen upon the glass coffin and wake Vesperus up, but don't let her out of the coffin.

Now, if you haven't read HOFAS, a little background: Prythian is/was a land that overflowed with wild natural magic. When the Asteri conquered it, they made the Fae of Prythian pay a Tithe (no doubt the remnants of that custom trickled down all the way to when Tamlin collected the Tithe from his citizens) of their magic, siphoning some of it to sustain themselves.

Let's examine the passage above:

Kneel, soldier. Make the Tithe so I can regain my strength and leave this cage.

Next to Azriel, Nesta (Made) and Bryce (a Starborn visitor from Midgard, which Vesperus isn't familiar with) are standing, and arguably, both Nesta and Bryce are SIGNIFICANTLY more powerful than Azriel.

Yet, Vesperus demands that HE make the Tithe. Not the two (non native) but very powerful Fae.

Now, let's go back allllll the way to early ACOMAF, where Feyre meets the Inner Circle for the first time. When she is introduced to Cassian and Azriel, Cassian jovially announces 'we are just Illyrians' and that they have 'no magic'. The only magic that they possess is the Killing Power, which is controlled by the siphons. Additionally, Rhysand tells Feyre that he couldn't wear the siphons because he kept breaking them, because 'his magic' worked in a different way. He is, of course, only half Illyrian.

Azriel meanwhile, is interesting because he can use the siphons and in fact has a surplus of Killing Power, like Cassian. But he can also control the shadows, because, as he said himself 'that's what he is. He is a Shadowsinger.' BUT, unlike the rest of the Illyrians, he can also winnow and as Cassian said in ACOSF 'Az is different in many ways'.

Now, back to Vesperus and Azriel again.

She asks HIM to make the Tithe. Not Bryce or Nesta (they are both Fae looking and presumably, Vesperus wouldn't know the difference). But, she does, doesn't she?

Because what has sustained her before? Natural Prythian-specific magic that the Fae of Prythian carried. And the only person out of the 3 in front of her that she senses this magic in is...Azriel. That would mean then that Azriel has NATURAL magic, which supposedly Illyrians don't possess at all. That also implies that HIS magic is so ANCIENT that Vesperus immediately recognizes it. It also implies that his magic is so pure that that's what she needs.

But what it also implies is that his natural magic is SO POWERFUL that only a little bit--a Tithe--is strong enough to actually break through Theia's spells and powers, which had kept Vesperus in that glass coffin all this time. Theia, the first Starborn, the one who could outwit an Asteri and imprison her in a glass coffin, the one who became Queen and ruled from Dusk, and the one who found a Rift into Midgard--her power is matched by...Azriel. Because just a little bit of his would seem to break through all of Theia's.

If that doesn't make Azriel more than just an Illyrian, then I don't know what will.

PS. I also thought about Prythian's Tithe, which supposedly everyone has to some degree. Interestingly, Rhys doesn't. He has simple taxation.

This is a whole different post, BUT--what if all the High Lords are part Starborn but also Asteri. What if their magic is also derived from the land, especially the seasonal Courts, where the High Lord is literally responsible for sustaining the season, and the environment is tied to his powers. What if the Tithe is necessary to maintain his magical powers? Kind of like the Asteri needed it to maintain their powers?

And Rhysand, for whatever reason he is part Valg doesn't pull as much from the land itself. His powers are so immense that he exists outside of what Prythian offers.

But like I said, it's a different post.

PSS Isn't it interesting that Elain said that she heard a heartbeat. Through the stones, she heard a heartbeat. With Lucien next to her, she'd assumed that the heartbeat was his. But he couldn't hear the heartbeat. Not hers, not anyone's. What if it wasn't Lucien's at all? What if she heard Vesperus's heartbeat? What if the little gardener who likes to grow things and wants more gardens has NATURAL MAGIC inside of her? What if that was the Cauldron's gift to her? What if she is actually not simply Made, but reborn? Reborn as a Prythain Fae whose magic blossoms and sustains life?

[kwicksowa]

I drew this a few weeks ago but honestly I hated it🫤 Also can we PLEASE talk about the new episode?

IT WAS LITERALLY SO TASTY LIKE FIRST OF ALL THE URAX SCENES(yes I ship it, please expect a fanart soon)

NEXT THE FLUFF? EUROPA I LOVE YOU SM<333 GANYROPA<333

THEIA? THEIA IS FINALLY MENTIONED WOOHOOOOO WE ARE WINNING JUPITER WAS SUCH A GREAT PROTECTER OF THE WHOLE ROCKY FAMILY, IT WAS GENUINLY SO SWEET<3

All sweets and hearts aside, are we actually gonna start calling Uranus Kayless or-?

[stygiansun-totaleclipse]

Are Kieran and MC expected to have heirs/children? Also how do weddings work in this universe? :)

I answered an ask on marriage/heirs here that you can check out! :) ❤️

As for weddings, the traditions vary by country. All weddings between royals for countries that are members of the Royal Syndicate (an organization that has been mentioned briefly in some codex entires and will be brought up more in the next update) are overseen by an established official from the RS.

This was fun to answer but it ended up being kinda long lol so I stuffed it under the cut! But I tried to describe some of their traditions for weddings! ❤️ :3

Celestyl: Prior to the wedding, the families will exchange gifts with one another and also prepare gifts to be presented to the couple after their wedding. In some families where it can be afforded, it is tradition for both families to come together to build a house—or where that isn’t possible, then a piece of furniture—for the couple as a show of uniting the families. Weddings are traditionally held at night and by a body of water, be that the ocean, a lake, or a river, and the couple traditionally dresses in blues. Except for with nobility, whose weddings tend to be a more public affair, the actual wedding ceremony itself is often a very private and intimate affair, with the marrying couple usually only inviting a few close loved ones or no one at all to witness their exchanging of vows and handfasting, which is officiated by a priest/ess or an elder family member. The couple also exchanges a braided pair of silver rings or bracelets, symbolizing and immortalizing the bond tied through the handfasting. Afterwards, a celebration is held and these tend to be large affairs, with the couple inviting family, friends, and acquaintances and plus ones. The married couple starts off the feast by breaking two crystal goblets given to them by their parents in a toast. There is feasting, drinking, music, and dancing, and wedding guests are given painted pebbles to write down their well-wishes for the couple and tie them to the rock to toss into the water. It tends to be a lively occasion, and it’s tradition to toss the married couple into the water together by the end of the night.

Theia: Prior to the wedding, there are several rituals observed. In the days leading up to the wedding, it is tradition for the individuals marrying to spend their days with their families and not to have contact with each other until the wedding day. The joining families will exchange gifts and stories and the marrying individuals will often decorate themselves with ink or henna and/or grafted gold jewelry/tattoos. The family helps the individuals with doing their hair and donning their wedding garb, which tends to be very vibrant and colorful. Weddings take place during the day and before a lit flame so Theia can be witness, and when the engaged couple is first presented to each other, they are wearing layered clothing that covers all their skin along with a mask or a veil covering the head and face. Weddings are very large with all relatives and friends and often acquaintances/neighbors as one doesn’t want to risk offense by not inviting someone, and an invitee doesn’t want to risk offense by not attending. The couple exchanges vows and will don a pair of linked gold chain bracelets to bind them by the wrists—they’ll wear these the rest of the day as a symbol that everything they do they do together (they can take it off only for a few things like using the bathroom). After the rites, they help each other remove their mask/veil and layers of their clothes to expose their decorated arms, faces etc. As they leave the ceremony, they’ll pass through the wedding guests who will throw colored dusts over the couple. Afterwards is a party and a feast and the couple’s first meal together as a married couple—they’ll burn the first bite in a pyre for Theia and then eat together. There’s music, singing, dancing, and other entertainment, and guests offer the couple gifts and money.

Starfell: Prior to the wedding, the marrying couple will complete some sort of challenge together, such as hunting a frost wolf or scaling the Crystal Peaks etc as a show of support and commitment. Weddings tend to take place in the late harvest season before winter when food is more plentiful and travel is easier, and thus wedding attire often reflects the bounty of the season with flower/herb crowns and white clothing adorned with embroidered flowers/plants and colored ribbons. The ceremony itself takes place at night beneath the stars and the celebration takes place the next morning and lasts all day. It is tradition for each marrying individual to offer a handwoven horn of plenty filled with fruits, vegetables, and baked goods to offer to their betrothed’s family prior to the ceremony—though among nobility this tends to be a monetary or artisanal gift. The ceremony itself involves a braided handfasting using the ribbons on the couple’s attire and an exchanging of rings, which—prior to this—have been passed around to each wedding guest to hold and offer well-wishes. They end the rites by breaking a traditional braided loaf of bread and sharing a piece with all the guests. Then they light floating lanterns written with their wishes for their life together on the paper and the couple attaches their rings to the lanterns. The next day is the celebration where there is feasting, dancing, singing, music, stories, and entertainment, and toward the end of the day the whole wedding party tries to look for the couple’s rings from the lantern-lighting. It’s believed to be an auspicious sign to find both rings.

[purplemninja]

I came up with an idea to create a solarcard celebrate the newly discovered 128 Saturnian moons and was almost halfway through creating it, then I came up with the idea to make a god solarcard for Pluto, and that same day I came up the idea of this solarcard. I started making this one the next day and wasn't expecting to finish it that same day but I somehow managed to, so I posted it here immediately instead of delaying it.

From what I found online Chrysalis' size and mass was similar to Iapetus' and its temperature was similar to Enceladus', so I used the radius and temperatures on their respective solarcards.

I added 3 subtle details to it (someone who I'm on friendly terms with (in a different fandom) knows me for my attention to detail). Can you spot any of them? ;)

[Saturn (Moon King) solarcard]

[Pluto (God) solarcard]

Edit: Increased the rarity to match Planet X and Theia, who are also hypothetical celestial bodies, as was suggested by someone on fandom.

[mirandasidefics]

But Home Is Nowhere- Chapter 14

Pairing(s): Lucien x Plus Size Reader, Azriel x Plus Size Reader, and Ruhn Dannan x Plus Size Reader.

Summary: Reader finally learns what information the Prison holds. Instead of this trip helping to alleviate her fears, it confirmed the worst of them. There is no going home for her now.

Word Count: 6.1 K

Warnings: More spoilers for Cresent City 3. If you haven't read this series, or this book I highly recommend that you do. This entire fic is my version of CC3 and ACOTAR6.

Author's Note: Aine is pronounced "Aw-nya" and is from Irish/Celtic mythology. There is also heavy inspiration from Irish mythology throughout this fic, but more so in this chapter and future chapters when we learn more about the world Reader comes from. Thank you everyone for sticking with this story! I can't believe that it's been a YEAR since I started to share it with everyone. I feel like I've only now gotten to the real good parts of this story. I hope everyone is enjoying this, even though it is slow paced. There is still so much more to go!

As always, a HUGE thank you to my beta reader @hardcoremarvelfan for all her help!

Series Masterlist Divider by @/tsunami-of-tears

Previous: Chapter 13 Next: Bonus Chapter- Bryce POV

The frozen mountain side of the prison was the same as the last time you had been on the island nearly four years ago. Snow swirled around you, Bryce, and Ruhn as you all made your way to the front entrance of the Prison. The large carved doors loomed in front of your small group. You scanned over the intricate design, a seamless slab of…your breath caught in your throat. The doors were made of bone. You followed behind Bryce as you approached the entrance, Ruhn’s hand in yours. The warmth of his fingers interlaced with yours helping to calm your nerves. There was really no telling what you may find in the chamber where Bryce had claimed the piece of starlight power from Silene. While Bryce had not been a direct descendant, she already held the inherited power of Silene’s mother, Queen Theia.  

You had your suspicions of what this trip could reveal, of course, but you still needed to see the chamber where so much power had laid dormant for millennia. Bryce waved her hand, and the pale off-white hue gave way to a depthless darkness as the gates groaned. Your body was immediately hit with a wave of heavy despair. The unmarked entrance you had been pushed into all those years ago did not have this intense level of energy attached to it. The darkness beyond the bone doors seemed entirely lifeless. 

“Stay close,” Ruhn reminded you, his grip on your hand tightening. “Try not to touch the walls either. We don’t know if you getting past the barrier in that unmarked entrance was a fluke or not.” The male looked down at you, his half smile intended to help relax you, but you could see the worry in his eyes. 

“You tell me this now?” You looked up at him, eyes wide with your growing anxiety. “What if I can’t get back out? You really think that-”

“Relax,” Bryce commented as she began to walk forward. “You think I want to piss off some of the only people that are willing to help save my world? If there was any real reason to worry I wouldn’t have agreed to bring you here without anyone from that stupid ‘inner circle’.” You eyed both Starborn heirs wearily. Ruhn tightened his hold on your hand in reassurance. 

“You’ll be fine, baby.” Ruhn reassured, “Bryce and I have entered and exited easily over the past few years now.” With a deep steadying breath, you took the first step across the threshold. You weren’t sure what you had expected to happen once you entered, but you had expected something. Instead, you were greeted with silence and stale stagnant air. 

“I told you.” Bryce smiled, obviously pleased that she had been proven right yet again. 

The fact that the three of you were able to easily enter the massive former palace solidified that you had some degree of blood relation to Rhysand, or even worse Bryce and Ruhn. You blanched, holding back the slight bit of bile that burned the back of your throat. The mental reminder that you had kissed and wanted to have sex with a potential relative made your skin crawl. Even if you were literally from different worlds, and different species, and your ancestry lines diluted by thousands of years. What made it all worse was that a part of you still found yourself attracted to the male Starborn heir. You loathed dwelling on the idea any further, and instead hoped that you were more closely related to that stupid selfish prick calling himself a High Lord.  

The winding staircase that led down to the depths of the prison grew impossibly darker with each and every step. Even with Bryce using the starlight from her chest to light your path, the surrounding darkness felt oppressive. As you all came to what you assumed was the bottom landing of the massive staircase another set of towering double doors greeted you.  This time Bryce didn’t pause before waving her hand again, magically opening the barrier between you and whatever secrets lay beyond. Swallowing down the nervous lump in your throat, you entered the chamber. 

The chamber was a massive circular cavern. Darkness filled a majority of the space. The only light source was a distant hole in the ceiling. The trace amount of light formed a singular beam illuminating an empty pedestal in the center of the floor. After a few moments, your eyes adjusted to the change in the visibility and more of the chamber came into focus. However, the far end opposite of where you stood with Bryce and Ruhn remained shadowed in a pitch black shroud. Stone walls rose high above your head. Columns and intricately carved arches highlighting walkways going up at least 5 floors. Along the sides of the bottom floor were panels of carved images. You had remembered one discussion with Azriel about the images he, Nesta, and Bryce saw in the tunnels underneath the Hewn City and leading towards this very room. But no one had ever mentioned anything about the panels you currently found yourself inexplicably drawn towards. 

Your feet pulled you towards the closest of the panels of their own volition. Despite the rapid throbbing in your chest, your blood froze with primal fear. Tears began to brim your eyes as images of crying and pleading figures all reaching towards a single point rattled a deep seeded guilt within your bones. Despire, pain, and terror etched in perfect, precise detail in each face. Limbs protruded from bodies at odd angles. Flames and rocks and tree branches intermingled with the figures of the dying.  A tear slipped down your cheek as you tore away from the carvings , instead granting your vision a reprieve by focusing on the blank center of the panel.  After blinking back any additional tears, you could faintly make out a dark crack running through the center of the blank space. 

“Baby?” Ruhn gently tugged on your hand. “Everything alright?” Concern laced his warm tenor and tore your attention away from the cracked wall. 

“Huh? Oh, Yeah,” You lightly shook your head to clear it of the jumbled feelings that were settling in your stomach. “Yeah, I’m fine.” Your eyes started to scan the rest of the space as Bryce walked towards the center of the room. That was when you noticed the raised carvings on the ground and your heart stopped, freezing again as you took in the sight of constellations and a two dimensional rendering of a seven planet solar system. Your voice cracked as you whispered, calling out to Bryce. The air in the chamber felt suffocating, constricting your throat further. The air was so stagnant and oppressing, not even Bryce’s hair moved as she turned to face you. 

“What is it?” The same concerned tone laced Bryce’s voice as she took in your ashen face “(Y/N)? What’s wrong?” The only movement you could force from your body was the extension of your index finger, pointing it at the designs on the floor surrounding the pedestal. 

“W-what are…” The half-fae female followed the line where you pointed. Her perfectly arched brows furrowed together as she continued to examine the pallor taking over your features.  

She didn’t move her attention from your face, her voice taking on the slightest edge of hesitation as she answered, “Why do you…You recognize them, don’t you?” You could barely register if you had acknowledged or answered her question. Your gaze was glued to the raised markings as you checked off the constellations that you instantly recognized. “These are the constellations of Midgard,” Bryce finally supplied before walking you through and naming each configuration of stars. 

“Scorpio and Sagittarius,” Your voice shook as you whispered the names of the constellations as you knew them. Eyes filling with tears as you walked across the map of the heavens. “The Big Dipper…Orion… Pisces.” Giving voice to each connected pattern of stars broke you down. Knees giving out you fell to the floor and the silent tears began their descent. The constellations you had grown up observing nearly every night with your father, were an exact match for the constellations that Bryce and Ruhn had grown up with as well. 

This couldn’t be possible. It wasn’t possible. Your eyes turned back to the panel and your feet moved again of their own accord. With a trembling hand you reached toward the stone, fingers tracing over the ears. Rounded ears. The scream lodged itself in our throat as you realized what the image truly depicted. You had been told of Silene’s message and of Nesta’s brief vision when she first touched the Harp. How Silene left dozens of Fae to their deaths at the hands of the Asteri and their army as she traveled through a portal back to her home world. Your eyes scanned the other panels in the chamber. Walking from one to the next you saw the story unfold as you moved from one panel to the next. A group of Fae with ears going from pointed to rounded arches. The opening of a portal where the land was lush, and the sky depicted the same constellations as the chamber floor. The altered Fae traveling through the portal, various items crossing the threshold to include a small cauldron, a sword, a spear, and some kind of stone. Again your heart raced, as your mind put together what the images really depicted. This was not a rendition of Queen Theia’s departure to Midgard. Nor were the violent images a depiction of Silene’s return and permanent closing of the rift to Midgard. Each and every one of the surrounding panels depicted a portal to your world. 

“Baby?” Ruhn was by your side instantly. “I’m serious, what’s wrong?” The cavern felt like it was closing in and sucking the life out of you. His hands, warm against your rapidly cooling skin, were the only things that reminded you of life. Blood pounded in your ears, drowning out all sound. Your vision began to tunnel, the edges growing darker than the blackness that surrounded you. Your throat dried out with each rapid inhalation. You couldn’t get a breath as your chest felt like it was going to collapse. 

You knew that if you didn’t get a hold of yourself you’d pass out. You forced your eyes to move away from the constellations, instantly being drawn to the depiction of the sun surrounded by various raised decals. The replica of Midgard’s solar system. A system of seven planets as opposed to the nine you had grown up knowing. The stark difference between the known number of planets pushed forward the reality of what you feared the most.  

“The names…”  You breathed, not daring to move your focus off them. “What are the names of the planets?” Your nails dug into the grit as you tried to ground yourself. Bryce named each one, pointing at the images representing the Gods they were named after. Names so similar and yet different to the Norse Gods of your world. The final nail in the proverbial coffin of what you had wondered for years now. It was no mere coincidence that Bryce and Ruhn were from a planet named Midgard, meaning it was no mere coincidence that your world had such large similarities. Bryce pointed to each of the markings, the first few were unfamiliar, but the remaining names dissolved all your remaining doubt. 

“Odin, Loki,” Your whisper echoed off the large cavernous stone walls, “Thor and Freya…” Your voice cracked as the name for the Goddess left your lips. “It can’t be…oh Gods.” Your stomach rolled. You mentally kicked yourself for not asking more about the pre-existing religion of Midgard prior to the Asteri and Vanir arrival. It suddenly made sense, though, why Bryce couldn’t use the Horn to open a portal to your world. The contents of your lunch made a second appearance. 

You could feel Bryce and Ruhn’s eyes as they stared at you. For a split second you wished you could hear the mind to mind conversation the two were sharing. Then again, you probably wouldn’t have been able to hear anything over the sound of the blood rushing through your ears. You knew Ruhn was doing whatever he could to soothe you through your existential crisis. The weight of his hand felt solid on your back, rubbing small circles. 

“This was a mistake,” You looked at the male crouched next to you. The knowledge this trip had already revealed was overwhelming. “Get me the fuck out of here. Please.” You rose to your feet, your body fighting between its desire to flee and the heavy leadened weight of the truth. Even if the truth should not have been realistically possible. 

“Bryce,” Ruhn glanced towards his sister. You followed his gaze when there was no response. Bryce’s amber eyes glared at you, the gears obviously spinning inside her head. Was she putting it together too? Was she on the verge of figuring out where you really came from? The only question you had was how did your Earth factor into all of this if it wasn’t even part of this universe?  

“No,” Bryce stated firmly as she stepped closer to study the panic in your eyes. “You need to see the rest.” Bryce moved to the center of the chamber and stood on an eight pointed star. A small flash of light revealed an image of a young Fae female. The image reminded you of holograms from sci-fi movies. 

The female identified herself as Silene, daughter of High Queen Theia. The hologram recounted the details of the Asteri’s- the Daglan’s-rule in Prythian, the corruption of the Cauldron through the making of the Dread Trove, how the Daglan were then driven out of this world, and the rise of the first and only High Queen and King of Prythian. Silene talked of how the Fae followed the High Queen and her two daughters into Midgard. The war with the Asteri, which resulted in Silene’s ultimate return to Prythian. The cries of the Fae left behind had long gone silent within the recording. You looked over to Bryce, her expression dark with the resurgence of her loathing for what Silene had done. Ruhn’s expression held a similar level of contempt. You could only guess that the memory was supposed to make Silene’s actions justified. A female in mourning with decisions meant to benefit the greater good. Something deep in your bones empathized with her. A sense of knowing that had you been in her position, you would have made the exact same ones. Your eyes traveled to the blank stone, the spot where the portal of Silene’s escape had once been. Swallowing, you resisted the instinctual urge to approach that empty wall. The image of Silene, as she was curled upon the ground crying over the loss of her sister Helena and mother, shimmered, drawing your attention back to the moment. The once cold and silvered hue specter gave way to a warm and golden glow. 

“What the fuck…”Bryce’s voice trailed off. The image of Silene shimmered again as a loud groaning could be heard. Ruhn immediately pushed you behind him as he scanned the room. The sound bounced around the chamber making it nearly impossible to pinpoint where it originated. It took you all a few moments to realize that the sound came from the magical recording, where a new voice was heard calling softly. 

“Who’s there?” The muffled feminine voice cut through Silene's mournful wailing. The darked haired female’s head swiveled up to look towards the opposite end of the room, presumably the direction of where the voice and groaning originated.  

 “S-Sil?” The warmth the voice exuded mirrored the coloring of the image. “Mother above, Silene!” The owner of the voice rushed into view and sank down to her knees. Your own knees suddenly wanting to do the same. Something about the female’s timber sparked a deep seated memory. One that was familiar and elusive simultaneously. Ripples of silvery-white fabric billowed as the new female’s arms hovered near Silene. Long, thick golden blonde hair obscured most of the unknown female’s upper body. The few instances where her face should have been visible, was instead blurred. 

“Aine?” Silene lifted her head, taking in the second female’s appearance before allowing herself to be wrapped in her arms. Silene continued to sob as Aine continued to sooth her. Minutes went by, the image flickering until Silene’s soft voice broke the silence. “Aine, I failed…I-I lost them.” You weren’t certain if Aine responded as the image faded. Your body trembled, an overwhelming sense of familiarity at the exchange. The air felt like it was ripped from your lungs as sudden realization hit you. You had witnessed this interaction before, in the form of a dream when you were a teenager. 

Your hands began to shake as you tried to remember the rest of that dream from so long ago, but the details remained cast in shadow. The scene of the two females was quickly replaced, the blueish-gray toned image of Silene reappearing. The older image of Silene explained how the prison came to be, which then resulted in the death of the land her mother and sister once called home.  

“That…” Bryce swallowed nervously. “What the fuck was that? She-Aine, was not in the original message.” The back of your throat burned as stomach acid rose up. You prayed to whatever Gods would listen that your face remained neutral as Bryce’s attention rounded on you. You were well aware that Bryce, Ruhn, and Rhysand had reviewed that message dozens of times. There had never been any mention of Aine. Just as there had been no record of her in the Night Court’s documents pertaining to lineage. It was possible that Aine wasn’t ever a member of the Night Court. All you did know at this moment was she was close with Silene. 

“How’s that possible?” Ruhn’s question was directed towards his sister, but his eyes were on you. Almost as if he too had rationalized that the only differing factor on this trip was your presence in the chamber. Everything about that scene between the two females made it clear that the memory was not Silene’s, but Aine’s memory. Every part of you knew you were meant to see that memory play out, but you had no idea why it would be relevant. Unless it had something to do with your dreams…

“Bryce? ” Ruhn called out again, his attention now on his sister.

“How the Hel should I know? It’s magic.” Irritation saturated Bryce’s tone. “And unless it’s some weird ass tech from another world, some kind of spell protected this part of the message. It clearly was not intended for just anyone to view.” Bryce looked toward you then. Her amber gaze almost seemed to burn despite the fact that she didn’t inherit an ounce of her father’s fire magic. 

“What?” Your defences rose, fighting against your instinct to flee as she glared at you. 

“What about your world?” Bryce asked, a hint of accusation coated her voice. “You claim there is no magic there, but are you being honest about that?” Her eyes continued to stare you down but you remained silent. You couldn’t definitively say that your world didn’t have magic, but if magic existed it wasn’t the same as the magic they had grown accustomed to on Midgard or in Prythian. “Because it’s not like your world has tech capable of creating a projected image like that. Especially if it is as similar as you claim it is to what we’ve got in Midgard.” Bryce continued, slowly making her way to where you stood next to Ruhn. 

“No.” Your statement was simple. “My world doesn’t have that technology.”  Bryce narrowed her eyes. You steeled your nerves and met her stare, back and shoulders straightening. “But it doesn't have magic either, as I’ve said many times before. If my world had any capability of creating something like that I’d be ecstatic at seeing the same thing here.”

“Just like you were ecstatic at seeing the constellations from your world on the floor?” The half-fae’s tone was unrelenting as she continued to stare you down. It was as clear as the Night Court’s skies that she knew you were holding back information. You couldn’t blame her for getting pissed at you. You weren’t exactly lying, but you also weren’t forthcoming with any theories you had on why or how you stepped through that portal. Your arrival was still the biggest mystery that honestly prevented anyone from making moves against the Asteri or investigating Koschie.  

“Bryce, that’s enough,” Ruhn’s warning tone was entirely ineffective given by the rolling of her eyes towards him. 

“You don’t have to believe me,” Your own irritation grew, matching Bryce’s energy, “but I have no reason to lie about it. The differences my world has to yours does not mean th-”

“What?” Bryce tilted her head in mocking innocence. “That your world has no connection to this one or Midgard? That’s what you want everyone to believe, isn’t it? You're just this poor victim of some higher power. Who are you to go against fate?” You bit the inside of your cheek as you stared the female down. You had to give her credit, she knew exactly which buttons to poke and prod; attempting to trick you into revealing the information you had kept locked away for years. 

“Careful Bryce,” You hoped you sounded stronger than you felt. Bryce’s penetrating glare made you feel exposed. As if she could see the truth of where you came from written all over your face. 

“Or what exactly?” Her bemused smile only showed that she was enjoying this little spat. “It’s not like you’re at all special right? You’re constantly insisting that you aren’t. So what is a weak, helpless, and hopeless human going to do to me?”

“Shut up,” You demanded, gritting your teeth. Her words found their marks as she cut into your insecurities. You weren’t special. You were reminded of that fact every day. The only human living in a land of mythical beings that were significantly stronger, prettier, and more important in the lives of those around them. You were none of those things, and it was slowly eating away at you. 

“Then be honest with me (Y/N). You recognized those constellations, you recognized names of the planets,” Taking a few steps closer to you, Bryce’s smile grew wider. “Yet the Horn couldn’t open a portal to your world. How am I supposed to interpret that information, hmm? Lying isn’t a good look for you. Especially when you want our help.” 

“Damn it Bryce just-” Ruhn moved to stand between the two of you, but you were faster. Your scream and Bryce’s near manic laugh drowned out his words. Tackling the half-fae, you both fell to the ground. 

“Fuck you!” The breath in your lungs burned from the sudden exertion. “Fuck you Bryce!” Said female was pinned to the cold stone floor by your knees on her stomach and her forearm. Your own forearm pressing against her windpipe, tears of hurt and anger in your eyes. “You fucking bitch. I told you how I felt in confidence, and you fucking use it against me!” The grin on Bryce’s face remained plastered to her features as she looked up at you. 

“I knew there was more to you than meets the eye,” Her voice rasped through her slightly constricted airway. “Tell me, just between us girls, you’re a human from Midgard. Only you’re from a different time. Before the Asteri arrived aren’t you?” Her words shocked you, causing you to loosen your grip and sit up. That’s when you felt Ruhn’s hands wrap around your waist and lift you up and over his shoulder. 

“What the fuck is wrong with you two?!” You couldn’t see his face as he screamed, but you could hear just how pissed he was. You and Bryce began to protest at the same time, drowning out each other’s excuses. “Both of you fucking shut up. We’re going back to Velaris.” Ruhn kept you slung over his shoulder as he turned and began to leave the large chamber. Bryce stood back up and followed as she brushed the dirt off her clothing. 

“Put me down Ruhn,” You protested, wiggling around in an attempt to get him to loosen his grip around you. However, your movements only had the opposite effect as he tightened his hold of your waist and one of your thighs. You held still as the hand on your thigh became dangerously close to your center. 

“Hold still and be quiet,” He ordered. “We don’t need to attract unnecessary attention.” He continued to carry you all throughout the ascent back up through the Prison. The second you all walked out of the enormous bone doors you resumed your demands to be put down. With the blink of an eye, you found yourself surrounded in the warmth of the town house. Ruhn continued to ignore you and merely carried you upstairs to the bedroom. 

“I’ve calmed down,” You tried to placate, but you knew that your tone wasn’t as convincing as it should be. 

“Yeah, sure, but I’m keeping you two separated until you tell me what the fuck that was all about,” Ruhn kicked the door closed behind him, one of his shadows flicking the lock as he practically flung you onto the bed. You internally cursed yourself as your body hummed with excitement. A split second later you bit the inside of your cheek as a reminder to keep your hormones in check. The last thing you needed was for him to smell any tinge of arousal from you. Pushing away the impure images that sprung into your mind, you looked up at the male as he towered over you. 

“What the hell is your problem?” You demanded, calling your irritation back to the surface. You hoped that you sounded more pissed off about his behavior rather than your own. His glare sent a shiver down your spine, one that had you biting the inside of your cheek a second time. Your back hit against the wall, however, the solid mass felt like ice. The last time you felt anything like that was from Azriel’s shadows during the week he tortured you. Your pulse quickened as you quickly glanced around, horrified that it was Ruhn’s own shadows blocking your path from retreating backwards. Terror slowly gripped at your chest. Ruhn’s shadows had never once made you feel afraid. Their typical soothing warmth shifted to ice as he continued to box you in. 

“You attacked my sister,” His usual warm tenor was now stony and calm. “I don’t care that she said some shit to antagonize you. You had no right to pin her to the ground.” His piercing blue eyes rooted you to the spot. The glacial brush of a shadow across your skin adding to your growing distress. You tried to suppress the tremors in your hands as your own eyes surveyed his face. You couldn’t move, couldn’t even think as his intense stare bore into you. If he was capable of becoming this cold towards you, there was no way you could trust him with the truth. Your instincts told you it would be safer to try and diffuse his anger towards you. 

“I know,” Your admission was soft. Intrinsically you recognized that regardless of what fueled your actions you had behaved childishly. Responding irrationally to the panic being in the Prison chamber brought. Bryce was smart and merely put together the pieces of a puzzle. Only she didn’t have all the pieces. Honestly, you didn’t either. Yes, you now had the answer as to why you couldn’t find any information about your world, but it left you with so many more questions. Having more questions than answers made you feel stressed, and it wasn’t fair to take your stress out on someone that was only trying to help. Taking a deep breath, you closed your eyes and sighed. “Seeing the familiar constellations and the carvings scared me. I lost my composure and that wasn’t right. She could have been trying to calm me down and I would have lashed out.” Ruhn remained silent for a few moments before calling back his shadows. Reaching his hand forward, he gently hooked his fingers with yours. Flinching at his touch, you pulled your hand away and took several steps back. 

“(Y/N)?” Ruhn felt his brows scrunch in confusion. He watched as she backed away, her hands clasped together tightly. To stop them from trembling. He felt his expression shift to horror with the realization of what his actions caused. “Baby, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you. Fuck, I’m so sorry.” Ruhn reached back out to her, and while he saw her muscles tensed, she did allow him to touch her this time. He gently took hold of her hands, his thumbs rubbing soothing circles on the backs of her hands. The last thing he ever wanted was for her to not feel safe in his presence, yet the anger he felt at the fight she had with his sister overrode all sense. Much like how her fear had overridden her own when Bryce started talking shit. He knew Bryce wasn’t in the right to have antagonized her the way she did, but he had been curious about (Y/N)’s reactions as well. 

“Just…” She took a deep breath, closing her eyes. “I understand the instinct to protect your sister. I’d have the same reaction if someone launched themselves at one of my siblings. But…keep your shadows away from me when you’re mad. They get cold…and the cold reminds me of Azriel’s…” Ruhn looked at her apologetically.

“I’m so sorry. Really I am.” His apology was sheepish, even to his ears. His gaze looked over her form, noting the slight trembling in her hands. As he continued to look her over, he noted that her entire body was as tense as any of the moments after her nightmares. A part of him knew that even with him present in the room tonight she would be reliving her time in that cell in her dreams. 

She moved to sit back down on the mattress, her arms folded cold to her stomach.His heart lurched as he realized she was instinctively guarding the most physically vulnerable part of her body as her mind began to tunnel down into itself. He knew that if he didn’t get her out of her mental spiral he’d have two very angry males threatening to remove his favorite appendage. 

“You need to get warm, baby,” Ruhn kneeled in front of her, his hands on the outer parts of her thighs, gently rubbing circles to warm her up. “How does a hot bath sound?” The woman looked up at him, nodding her agreement as she allowed him to help her stand up from their shared bed.

“Is there any more of that bath oil you bought?” Her voice was tentative as they walked to the ensuite bathroom together. Ruhn nodded and made his way to the wicker basket that was lined with various bath oils and salts he had gotten her for Winter Solstice. 

After collecting her favorite scents from the basket, Ruhn walked over to the large tub and turned on the tap. The sound of rushing water drowned out the silence between them. It was only then that Ruhn was able to think back on the day’s events and the way she had behaved in the large Prison’s chamber. 

“You really did recognize the constellations, didn’t you?” He mused, the tension beginning to slowly diffuse. She nodded tentatively, sitting on the edge of the bathtub as she met his gaze. Steam filled the air, but he had yet to see her shoulders relax. 

“We have different names for them,” Her voice sounded automatic, lacking any natural inflection. “Some names are similar, but not identical. Fifteen thousand years is long enough to account for that. The positioning of stars takes millions if not billions of years to change from the perspective of the Earth’s surface, but the linguistics behind the names-” 

“You’re not from a different time,” Ruhn matched her matter of fact intonation, effectively cutting off her rambling. “It doesn’t fit. Midgard’s technology-the style that you are also familiar with-was only developed within the past 20 years. Even with the Asteri’s bullshit narrative about Midgard, there was absolutely no record of any of the human settlements having that type of tech. The humans that were there, well they were much more…primitive.” She turned her head, giving him an incredulous look. 

“Primitive?” The rest of her body towards him, “Even if that-” Ruhn held up his hands in surrender. 

“Bad choice of words. I’m sorry,” His smile was soft, barely tugging at the corner of his lips. He watched her eyes immediately fall on the faded scar on his lower lip. The spot where his lip ring used to reside before it had been ripped out in the Asteri dungeons. “I simply mean the humans didn’t have the skills for that kind of tech just yet.” This seemed to placate her ire from resurfacing. Though, if he was honest, any anger he incited was allowing her to slowly come back. 

“You are on such thin ice, Ruhn.” Her lips pursed trying to suppress the slight smile. With a slight shake of her head she turned her attention to the running water. “What makes you so sure that I’m not from a different time? You have to admit that the similarities are…” He watched her eyes flash with some type of realization.  “There are similarities, but there are differences too.” 

“Exactly,” Ruhn smiled, he loved watching her expressions as she put pieces of information together. “The Asteri would have just improved upon the tech had it existed when they arrived. So it doesn’t make sense for you to be a pre-Asteri Midgard human.”

“No, no that’s not, well yes that makes sense, but that’s not what I meant,” She quickly stood up from the edge of the tub, bath entirely forgotten as she rushed out into the adjoining bedroom. “The difference is in some of the gods and goddesses of your world. The planets in your solar system have names similar to Gods and Goddess of just ONE pantheon in my world. There are hundreds of different belief systems that have spanned across the past 15,000 years in my world.” Ruhn watched as she paced back and forth, the movement seemingly helping her collect her thoughts. 

“Okay…” He waited patiently for her to continue. 

“Your surname is Danaan correct? Is that a name from the homeworld of the Fae, this world?” She halted mid stride just to race over to the small writing desk in the far corner of the room. 

“I..um…I think so, I’m not sure.” His brows furrowed as she hastily took about a scrap of paper and began to scribble down something that appeared like a list.

“When do you go back to Midgard?” She didn’t bother to look up at him as she continued to write. 

“Next month,” He answered, a slight pang in his chest at having to leave her again so soon. 

“I need you to find out whatever you can about the origins of your surname,” She turned back towards him, folding up the paper as she took a few steps back towards him. “See if any relatives have these first names. Also, see if any of them had the items on the list with them.” He unfolded the torn scrap of paper, looking over the names, none of which he immediately recognized.

“Who are these people?” His blue irises scanned along the list. “I don’t think I could even pronounce half of these.” Placing the folded paper into the pocket of his jeans he began to search her face. Her gaze remained distant, a clear indication that her thoughts were racing. 

“I have a theory,” She admitted, “But since Rhysand won’t let me go to Midgard myself, I need your help. Please Ruhn? You’re…you’re the only one I can trust with this.” He stood there, gazing into her pleading expression. 

“Of course, baby.” He smiled softly, pulling her into a hug. “Of course I’ll help you. You can trust me.” 

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[elrielffs]

Putting this here for posterity and I've said it before.

The next book, Elriel, will wrap up the Koschei plot.

Novella will either be Mor or Lucien or a nice epilogue with all the characters as a wrap up for the present story.

The last book will either be a prequel in the past (with Miriam, Drakon, Jurian or Theia, Silene etc) or in the far future (Nyx and future kids?) Which she has expressed interest in.

Math with me.

After the original trilogy ended SJM said she had 3 books and a novella.

She said this was Nesta and Cassian

2. She knew which one this one was. At this point and to this day, Elain is the only character confirmed a book.

3. She had 5 different couples she was tossing around for this one.

Novella = Up in air. Likely candidates for a character centric novella to either be Mor or Lucien or a nice epilogue with all the characters as a wrap up for the present story.

If she was going to do Nessian, Gwynriel, Elucien she would have said she knew what all 3 books were about. She didn't. The fact that she's tossing around FIVE couples means she has ships she thinks about but none she's actually concretely writing for.

Idk, to me this just speaks that it's not Elucien or Gwynriel. We know Elain is getting a book and we know that Azriel is going to have a major role to play in a book as she's been hyping him up in interviews and in the book narrative.

It just doesn't make sense to have an Elain book and then have a book with different options on the table when Azriel is obviously a solid...ergo it's an Elriel book.

And I think the presence of so many options available for her in the last book mean it's characters we likely haven't been introduced to yet as I think she would of had a more solid idea if she were working with the characters she already has.

[ceaseless-watchers-special-girl]

you guys. you guys you guys. i think i know what i want from the final season of the penumbra podcast. i have spent the past ten minutes pacing around my room. yesterday i read up to chapter 17 of prydon's fic separate but syncopated (https://archiveofourown.org/works/30943430/chapters/76417991) which let's be honest, you've probably read already. it's phenomenal. if you haven't, you should.

so i've been thinking. i just really want to go back to brahma. i want to go back to brahma and take down the guardian angel system.

the thing is, the junoverse is a very character driven storyline, and i love that about it. the second citadel is more event driven i think, and it was more difficult for me to get into that storyline and stick with it (i'm weak i'm sorry). for example, although the first season focuses a lot on juno solving the whole martian artefact doodah, back then the penumbra crew were still finding their feet.

then junoverse season 2 happened, and the entire point of that season was basically "get juno over his trauma" (that's why it was so long oh my god). sure, there was a whole plot with ramses and the theia souls, but i think we can all agree that was secondary to juno's character development.

next, season 3. season 3 is definitely character driven, you literally can't deny it. it focuses on each member of the carte blanche in turn, and it uses the plot, finding the curemother prime, as a secondary tool to further the true point of the season: getting to know the characters.

season 4 i'm a little less certain about because i'm typing this post straight into tumblr fresh out of my brain (if anyone wants to help out with the analysis i'd love that). but i think the point of season 4 is to test and showcase the bonds of the carte blanche with each other, and juno rescuing them all is not only a good story, but also a good way to show off the relationships they built in season 3. his relationship with nureyev is shown through periodic reading of the journal, and juno's copious inner monologues (i say like i'm one to talk when all of these thoughts are swirling around in my own head).

then, season 5. the point of this season mirrors that of season 2, but this time, we need to get nureyev over his trauma. this is way trickier, because we're not inside nureyev's head, we're still in juno's. it's still character driven because the aim is to help nureyev, but the plot is given by juno having to chase him across the galaxy. hence, juno's hesitation when he finally finds nureyev.

well, steel, you've caught him. now what the hell are you going to do with him?

there is no plot to drive the character study anymore. our goal was to help nureyev, and juno (poor juno) has done all he can. the ball falls squarely into nureyev's court now, and juno has no say in the plot of the rest of the story. this is why i have been chewing myself alive since the last episode — we know what's next for the characters emotionally, but we have absolutely zero idea what's happening next plot-wise. it's killing me.

(what was the point of this post again?)

OH WAIT I'VE GOT IT. so. since our whole thing for this season is helping nureyev, and we all want him to go batshit fucking insane, i really want nureyev to go back to brahma, and finish what he started two decades ago. i think it's the perfect circular story arc to keep them occupied while nureyev heals emotionally from the fallout from everything going on with slip.

also, sorry to get real for a second, but i've just been tearing myself apart being morally outraged at the world we live in, and the fact that i'm barely able to do anything about it. maybe one day i could, but until then, it would be nice to see my favourite space gays set an example.

now, i know there's complications with this. nureyev refused to take the guardian angel system down in the first place because of the damage it would cause, and i'm willing to bet he hasn't excised that moral core just yet, no matter how hard he's trying. but i'm sure they can find a way to make it work. they have rita, after all!!

they're definitely hinting at a homecoming arc for juno. i think nureyev needs one too, is all.

[verdantachillean]

I’ve watched 3 movies in the series, and I NEED to watch the rest

The next one is lore heavy, but I can’t find a dub nor sub of it in a language that I speak, so it has an ominous aura around it, I am scared of it

But I am drawn to it, not just instinctively, like a moth to a light, but the laws of the universe itself are compelling me toward it like Theia toward Earth

Basically, I am simultaneously compelled and repelled from it, like how gravity and energy from nuclear fusion keep the sun’s size at equilibrium but I feel like that equilibrium is breaking

Chat I think I’m entering the red giant stage of deciding to watch this movie

[lyranova]

Omnes Sumus Peccatores: Love is Rich with Both Honey and Venom

Chapter 3: Secretive Friends and Tactless Foes

Hiya guys! I’m sorry this chapter has taken a while, I’ve had a lot going on IRL that’s kind of pulled me away from this and my other works, but hopefully I’ll be able to post more regularly! Not much happens in this chapter, it’s more of a set up for the next one. But I hope you all still enjoy~!

Word Count: 3,682

Warnings: Language, Mention of Weapons, Canon Typical violence, typical Mafia AU Tropes!

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The Next Day

William looked up from his desk as he heard a quick knock on his office door, he muttered a quick “come in” and glanced up to see Langris walking through the door.

“ Good morning Langris,” William began as he looked back down at his papers. “ To what do I owe the pleasure?”

“ Good morning sir,” Langris greeted back as he walked up to the desk. “ I just got an important message from one of our clubs.”

William stopped what he was doing, set his pen down, and leaned back in his chair.

“ An important message? From whom?” He asked with a slightly raised brow, and he watched as Langris pulled out a piece of paper from the inside of his suit jacket and handed it to him.

“ Apparently…it’s from a member of the Equinox Exchange Network named Theia.”

William paused, this note was from the Equinox Exchange Network? The multi-billion yul company? That Equinox Exchange Network?

He took the note from Langris and opened it, but what was on it made his eyes narrow; it was an address to a luxury hotel and the number of a conference room.

“ From what the club manager said, the person from the Equinox Exchange Network said that they would like to make a deal with us and that they’ll be waiting at this hotel’s conference room until 1 p.m. this afternoon.” Langris explained.

William stared at the note intently, his eyes looking over it multiple times with a degree of suspicion and hesitancy.

It was very well known that the Equinox Exchange Network was very…selective about who they worked with; after all, that’s how they’ve been able to fly under the radar for so long, they worked with very few people, and it was extremely difficult to contact them to make a deal.

So if they come to you asking for a deal, you don't say no.

William’s hands traced the paper; if this was truly a letter from the Equinox Exchange Network, then there would be a raised yet invisible seal somewhere…

And just like that, on the bottom right corner of the paper, was the distinctive Equinox seal.

This note was legitimate.

“ Sir, what do you want to do?” Langris asked after a moment, his body still as he waited for ‘the King’ to tell him what to do.

A soft sigh escaped him as he placed a thoughtful hand under his chin; while he was still hesitant and suspicious of the person behind this letter, he couldn’t help but also be intrigued and curious at the same time…

“ Well, we’re going to meet them of course,” William said as he leaned forward and rested his arms on top of his desk.

“ But sir, you have a meeting with the Blue Roses and the Black Bulls this afternoon,” Langris pointed out. “ So how are you going to meet them and the Equinox Exchange member?”

An irritated sigh escaped William as he suddenly remembered his previous plans; there was no way he was going to be able to attend both meetings, which meant that he was going to have to send someone in his place.

“ I’m going to have to send someone else to the hotel,” William eventually said as he rubbed the back of his neck.

“ I can go to the hotel while you and Alecdora meet with the Blue Roses and the Black Bulls?” Langris offered, but William shook his head.

“ No, I’ll need the two of you with me,” He quickly said as he began to lightly drum his fingers against his desk in thought.

Langris hummed as he began to think.

“ What about Neva? Wouldn’t it be best to have a high ranking member of the family go to the meeting?” He suggested even though he and Neva didn’t get along.

William frowned a bit.

“ Neva and Yuno are on patrol for the next couple of weeks, so they won’t be going. However,” He began as he placed his hand under his chin again. “ You have a point, it would be best to send a high ranking member of the family to meet them.”

Now it was Langris’s turn to frown.

“ But, if you’re not sending Neva, then-?” He began to ask, but as if right on cue, a knock on the office door echoed through the room and it slowly opened to reveal Zera, William’s fiancé, on the other side.

“ Good morning,” She began as she walked into the room. “ Is something wrong?” She added with a worried frown as the two stared at her.

“ We’ll send her,” William said as he slowly stood up with a warm smile on his face.

Langris’s head snapped in William’s direction, his eyes wide in shock, as Zera stared at her fiancé with a confused expression.

“ What?!”

“ Huh? Send me where?” Zera asked in confusion as she looked from William, to Langris, and back again.

“ Sir,” Langris began, completely ignoring Zera’s question. “ We can’t send her! This meeting is too important to be sending a novice to!”

“ Uh-.”

“ Zera isn’t a novice, Langris, she was born and raised in this world. She knows how it works even if she hasn’t done any of it herself.” William pointed out as he crossed his arms.

“ Um-.”

“ But, sir, she knows how it works in theory, not how it works in practice! That would be like saying I was born knowing how to drive because I’ve been around people who know how to drive my entire life!” Langris said with a slightly narrowed gaze.

“ Hey-!”

“ Are you saying that she isn’t capable of doing it?” William asked, his own gaze narrowing sharply.

“ No, sir, I’m sure she is capable of it…but I also think we should send someone with more experience-.” Langris began, but was quickly cut off by ‘the King’.

“ Zera does have experience talking people into things, don’t you dear?” William asked as his purple eyes looked away from Langris and towards his fiancé.

But instead of answering, she just stared at the pair…and she stared…and stared…before she slowly opened her mouth.

“ I’m not sure whether I should confirm or deny those facts considering I have no idea what we’re even talking about!” Zera pointed out, her voice raising more and more as the sentence went on.

Both Langris and William winced, glanced at each other, before William took a breath.

“ We just got word that a member of the Equinox Exchange Network wants to meet with us, but unfortunately I won’t be able to make it, so we’ve decided to send you to meet with them in my place.” William told her, his warm smile returning to his face.

“ What?” She exclaimed in surprise, but before she could say anything else Langris chimed in.

“ But sir-!” He tried to argue, but he instantly closed his mouth as he saw the serious look in William’s eyes.

“ I’ve made my decision, Langris.” He stated firmly, his voice leaving no more room for discussion or arguments.

Langris’s eyes widened, but he slowly nodded in agreement.

“ Yes, sir, then…I’ll leave you to it.” He said before he gave him a small bow and walked out of the office, quietly closing the door behind him.

William walked around his desk and up to her.

“ Sorry about that,” He apologized softly as he stood beside her. “ Langris is just being extra…cautious since it’s a very important meeting.”

Zera nodded hesitantly.

“ I get it. But to be honest, I can’t blame him,” She admitted with a small laugh. “ If this meeting is so important then why don’t you send him or someone else? Why are you sending me?”

“ Because I think this would be a good opportunity for you to get your foot in the door on the ‘business’ side of The Family, instead of just the medical side.” He told her as he reached out and took her hand in his.

“ And, I’m also sending you because I trust you, and my gut is telling me that you’ll be able to make this deal out of everyone else.”

Zera blinked in surprise.

“ Don’t you think you’re putting a little too much trust and faith in my charm and abilities?” She asked with a small laugh, but William shook his head.

“ I don’t think so. I mean, you were able to charm me and convince Dante and the other Families that you and I were a couple when we weren’t, so I’m confident that you’ll be able to pull this off as well.” He told her confidently as he leaned forward to kiss her cheek.

A slightly forced smile appeared on her face as she nodded again.

“ At least one of us is.” She muttered under her breath, which made him tilt his head.

“ What did you say?” He asked, but she quickly shook her head and waved her hands in front of her.

“ Oh, nothing, nothing! I just said I’ll be going now, since I have to get ready to meet this person,” She told him with a sheepish laugh and began to back out of the office. “ I’ll see you later!”

As soon as Zera was out of the office she quickly closed the door behind her, walked up to the opposite wall, and gently hit her head against it.

How the hell was she going to pull this off?!

Meanwhile, back in William’s office, as soon as he sat down he pulled out his cell phone and called Langris.

“ I’ve already begun printing up all the information we have on Theia, sir,” Langris said as soon as he answered the phone. “ And so far…it’s not looking too good sir.”

A worried hum escaped William.

“ Okay, bring it to me as soon as you can.”

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Meanwhile, driving around Clover City

Yuno looked out the window as he and his new partner, Neva, drove slowly through what was commonly referred to as the “Party District” of Clover City.

There were various clubs, bars, restaurants, and other establishments in the area; some businesses were honest, some were just fronts for the various Mafia families that controlled them.

The ones in this particular neighborhood were controlled, or protected, by the Golden Dawn Family.

“ I’m assuming you’ve already done this before?” Neva suddenly asked as she drove slowly through the slightly empty street, dodging people that were either on their way to work or on their way home from a long night of partying.

Yuno glanced over at her before looking back out the passenger window.

“ Patrolled? Yeah, I’ve done it before.” He replied simply as he rested his chin against the top of his hand.

“ I see..so that means you’ve also collected due’s as well?” Neva asked curiously as she turned the car down a side street and towards an empty parking lot.

A small frown worked its way onto his face as he glanced back over towards her.

“ ‘Dues’?” He repeated in slight confusion as the platinum blonde haired girl nodded.

“ Yeah, today’s collection day; it’s where we go to the various clubs and pick up the money they’ve made for the last month, as well as a portion of what the other businesses made too.” She explained as she pulled into the empty parking lot.

Yuno’s frown deepened.

“ So, we’re not only collecting from the businesses we own, but from the ones we don’t own as well?” He asked as he turned to fully look at her.

Neva simply nodded as she began to park the car.

“ Yep. We even collect dues from the ones we don’t own as well.” She confirmed without looking at him as she put the car in park.

A quiet scoff escaped Yuno as he rolled his eyes slightly; of course they took ‘dues’ from honest, hard working people…they were a Mafia Family, and their protection didn’t come for free…

Taking from the rich who had more than enough money to spare was fine by him, but taking from people who were just trying to make a living and were only just managing to scrape by? That didn’t sit well with him at all…

“ I can’t wait until I find my father’s killer so I can leave this place,” Yuno thought with annoyance as he heard Neva turn the car engine off.

He just had to hang on a little longer…

“ Ready?” Neva suddenly asked, pulling him out of his thoughts.

Yuno quickly nodded and followed her out of the car.

The pair began to make their way down the street and to the various businesses owned by the Golden Dawn.

First on their list were the various luxury clubs they owned, their most famous one was called “Doré Lounge” or “The Golden Lounge”. It was one many celebrities, rich businessmen, and politicians partied at.

It was the Golden Dawn’s most profitable business. Well, second most profitable business; their most profitable one was the business they ran in the shadows behind all the glitz and glamor of the luxurious nightclubs:

Their high end weapons business.

Yuno didn’t know much about the weapons business that the Golden Dawn ran since he was still pretty new, but from what the other members of The Family told him the weapons they bought and sold weren’t your average weapons that just anyone could buy…

The weapons they bought and sold were military grade weapons that only the richest of groups, Families, and individuals could afford.

“ Here’s this month's earnings, Diamond,” The manager suddenly said as he came from the back room of the “Doré Lounge”.

Yuno blinked as he was suddenly pulled out of his thoughts, and his amber eyes focused on a large, black duffle bag in the other man’s hand.

“ That’s it? It looks pretty light.” Neva said skeptically as she took the bag from the manager.

The man shrugged.

“ Eh, business has been a little slow lately,” He replied as he rubbed the back of his neck. “ But don’t worry, you can tell King that there’ll be more in it next month since I’ve got reservations for lots of big parties!”

Neva nodded slowly as she weighed the bag in her hand, and after a moment of deliberation she slung the bag over her shoulder.

“ Alright, but don’t let it be this light again, otherwise…we just might have to hire a new manager.” She told him seriously as she turned around and began to walk out of the club with Yuno following silently behind her.

The man behind them suddenly began to laugh.

“ It’s good to have you back Diamond,” He said as he continued to laugh. “ We love having you around here, so why don’t you try to not beat up your new partner like you did the last one, yeah?”

Neva waved her hand to signal to the man that she had heard him, but Yuno paused and a frown appeared on his face.

Her last partner, she beat him up? Why? And was that really the reason that William sent her overseas?

“ Hey, newbie, are you coming?” Neva called over her shoulder, pulling Yuno out of his thoughts.

He quickly caught up to her, and the pair walked out of the club and down the street.

They walked quietly side by side for a while, neither one really saying a word as they dodged and maneuvered around the various signs and people that were on the street.

Neva sighed under her breath as she could feel Yuno’s eyes steadily glancing over at her, why on earth did that manager have to open his big freaking mouth?!

“ Is there something you want to ask, newbie?” She asked as she came to a stop and turned to the side slightly.

Yuno stopped and turned to look at her.

“ No.”

Neva’s eyes narrowed in disbelief.

“ Really? So you’re not at all curious as to why he said I beat up my last partner?” She asked as she placed a hand on her hip.

Yuno shook his head.

“ No; because I assume if it was something I needed to know, you would tell me, right?” He asked before he began to walk back down the street.

Neva stared at him in surprise as he walked away; he wasn’t curious at all? Not even a little bit? That was a little…strange, in her opinion.

She began to walk a little faster to catch up with him.

“ So, you’re not even a little bit worried that the same thing could happen to you?”

Yuno suddenly stopped walking and turned to face her; it was an honest and fair question to ask, but it still took him by surprise.

He stood there and looked at her for a moment, his mind going back and forth as he tried to settle on an answer, and once he finally did he opened his mouth to reply.

But as he did, the sound of items crashing to the ground along with a loud shout echoed down the street.

Yuno and Neva turned towards the commotion and saw an elderly man lying on the ground, and a group of younger men wearing dark suits standing around him.

Neva’s eyes narrowed sharply and she quickly handed the duffle bag to Yuno before rushing over to the group.

“ Hey assholes, over here!” She suddenly shouted, drawing the group's attention away from the older man and instead to her.

As she grew closer she jumped up, landed a flying kick to one of the men's faces, and landed firmly in front of the old man.

“ Well look who it is, it’s the Golden Dawn’s troubled child, the Diamond Princess!” One of the men laughed, causing the others around him to chuckle.

Neva rolled her eyes before placing a hand on her hip.

“ And look what we have here; a group of bottom feeders thinking it’s okay to encroach on the Golden Dawn’s territory and harass the local businesses that are under their protection.” She spat back at them before she turned around and crouched down to help the elderly man stand up.

“ Are you okay?” She asked softly, ignoring the man’s angry shouting behind her.

The old man nodded.

“ I’m fine,” He began before he softly gasped. “ Diamond, look out!”

Neva quickly looked over her shoulder and saw the angry man from earlier standing over her with a metal rod in his hand that he was swinging with the intent to hit her on the head.

“ Dammit, there isn’t time for me to dodge…and even if there was, the old man would end up getting hit instead!” Her mind shouted as the world seemed to go in slow motion.

She quickly closed her eyes and threw herself in front of the old man so that he wouldn’t get hit, but as she waited for the impact of the metal rod, she frowned when she heard it hit something else instead.

Neva slowly opened her eyes and they widened when she saw the black duffle bag situated between her and the metal rod. Her gaze shifted to her left, and she saw Yuno standing there using the duffle bag as a makeshift shield.

Using his weight, Yuno swung the bag forward, which caused the other man with the metal rod to fly backwards and into the others.

“ What the hell?!”

“ Attacking an old man and a young woman just because she called you a bottom feeder is only proving her right, y’know.” Yuno said as he stood in front of Neva and the old man as though he were protecting them.

“ You should go back to whatever hole you crawled out of, unless you really want a fight that you’ll certainly lose.” He told them as he dropped the duffle bag onto the ground beside him.

The group of men looked at each other for a moment before they began to laugh hysterically.

“ You think you can beat us in a fight? You must be crazy!” One of the men shouted before he began to laugh again.

“ Hey kid, you’re either dumber than you look or you’ve got balls of steel to be going against us by yourself!” The man with the metal rod laughed. “ Why don’t you join us instead? We could use someone crazy and fearless in our group!”

Yuno stared at him blankly.

“ Not a chance.” He replied immediately, causing the group's laughter to die as quickly as it started.

The men looked at each other for a moment before looking back at Yuno.

“ Then, it looks like we don’t have a choice but to show you why no one refuses to join our group and live to tell about it!”

But before the men could even take a step forward, Yuno rushed towards them and swiftly began to take them out one by one.

Neva and the old man watched in surprise as he landed quick yet precise punches to the men's bodies that knocked them all out cold.

“ No wonder William gave him the name ‘Ace’, because he truly is one.” She thought as she watched him knock one last man out with a direct punch to the jaw.

Yuno quickly fixed his suit jacket as the men on the ground groaned in pain; he hadn’t meant to hit them that hard, but he really hated it when people picked on others that were weaker than them, and when they tried to fight dirty.

“ Not bad, Ace,” Neva said as she walked up to him with one hand on her hip and the other behind her back. “ There’s just one thing you forgot…”

Yuno watched as she pulled what appeared to be a gun from behind her back, and when she pulled the trigger he watched as a pair of wires shot out from the end, flew past him, and hit something behind him.

He slowly turned around to see one of the men he thought he had knocked out earlier standing above him with a wooden plank in his hand. The man stiffened up before quickly falling to the ground as Neva hit the trigger on her taser.

“ Never turn your back on the enemy.”

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Thank you all so much for reading and I hope you all have a good day~!

[merymoonbeam]

Please make a post about everything you were right about!

hello...of course I can.

so...spoilers for cc3 under read more.

1.Lidia

I was right about her heritage. I guessed(basically joked) that she was from aelin's line from tog. It turned out to be true. I have proof but cant share them here but @silverlinedeyes made a post about alluding to it so I HAVE WITNESSES OKAY. they can back me up on this.

2. Gwydion and TT power being void

my alpha and omega post. and in my giant wild hunt post I connected it to void. I literally guessed this right. MY PRIDE AND JOY.

3. The mist and barren lands being connected to the old fae

again... giant wild hunt post. lm not gonna link it again. it is above.

not straight on point like with tt and gwydion but basically I figured out the mist and land being barren was connected to the "old fae" aka theia and her daughter and in the book their power makes the land barren.

4. daglan = asteri

this was basically everyones theory but still I was right. I dont care. I will count it as much.

look at my wild hunt post. lol. I talk about asteri and daglan as the same thing so thats my proof.

5. The void with cauldron.

In my mystics and seer post I figured out that cauldron had The Void in it. and turns out it was actually that lol. Asteri planted a trigger point to acotar and it is actually void...a blackhole.

these are the main point. like there are a lot of little pieces that were a little bit off so Im not adding those. Im keeping this as straight as possible in terms of theories. and my acotar related theories got even more foreshadowings in this book so if you wanna know them they are linked in my masterlist. we will see what happens with them.

also.......

there are A LOT of thoughts through my rereads that also came true but I didnt make a post about them. so they are only lefts as...thoughts. so I cant show proof that I was right...but with that TT and Gwydion part. nothing can top that. I GUESSED THAT RIGHT.

see you in the next theories...and more confirmed theories in acotar5. FIONN I WILL GET YOU BACK MY KING. MANIFESTING.

[archipelago-of-the-lustrous]

Gems in Progress chapter 2: worldbuilding, part 1: the Planet of the Lustrous

Ohhhhhhhh my god sorry for the public inactivity, but i had other projects and life just lifing, and also this piece of work is THE HARDEST. It's so difficult and took so much of my mental strenght to do.

I split this section in three parts: in this first one, I'll dwelve in the ENTIRE world of Houseki no Kuni, trying to understand what's going on with the canon worldbuilding and give it my own spin. In the next parts, I'll focus on the geography and on my fanon landmass.

The infos i used for the canon notions about the HnK world come from the Houseki no Kuni Wikia translation of "Life and Culture of Y-3579203181277".

Shoutout to the amazing Artifexian and his worldbuilding skills and teachings, because i'd still be panicking without his tabs and tips.

In this OLD POST OF MINE, dated november 20, 2019, i theorized the world of Houseki no Kuni is our world 3 or 4 billion years in the future. On further studies I think this is not really possible; the Sun will probably already be too hot and too big not only for life forms to survive on Earth, but even water to still exist on the planet!

We could theorize that the six impacts on Earth caused the entire planet to move a bit away from the Sun to let it not cook in the heat of the growing star, but that's speculation.

Let's say that, from the extinction of humanity (that we'll assume is not too far from our current age, between 100 and 1000 years) to the start of HnK, there's between 200 and 500 million years. Long enough for life on Earth to re-evolve in different ways, not long enough to develop with the same complexity of before, and especially, not long enough to die burned by the Sun. Still close to the end, tho! That's a scary thought. Just lets go forward.

The sun is much brighter, and this is amazing for life on Earth that eats those juicy juicy sunrays: but UV radiations are not good. Maybe that's the reason why these little photosynthetising cells decided to inhabit minerals: to use them as prisms, to take the good light, but not all of it. This works, wow.

By this time, the moon would be more far away from the Earth and the Earth would rotate much slower; but we're talking about a post-impact world, here. SIX impacts! When the Moon was formed (let's take the Theia impact theory as the canon one here), the impact made the Earth rotate faster; let's say that's exactly what happened, on a smaller scale, six times in a row.

This image is from that "Life and Culture of Y-3579203181277" thing; "A" must be the Moon, and the other 5 are the result of meteoric impact... but where's the sixth?

Here it is!

The sixth (and probably the last) impact event probably didnt hit the Earth in a way that took away molten pieces of it; instead, it crashed down on Earth and formed a huge impact. The shape of the Land is OBVIOUSLY a meteoric crater. But i already explained it...

As a recap:

The Sun is 4,8/4,9 million years old. It has a mass 1,04 times bigger than at the time of Humans, and shines 1,17 times brighter. Seems like not much, but it DOES affect the life on Earth...

The Earth itself is 0,9 times smaller than it was before the Six Impacts, and its rotation on the axis is much deeper, around 35%. The huge meteoric impacts affected deeply the balance of the planet, but luckily, all 6 together almost "re-balanced" it to an equilibrium. Its still much more than before (23%)

A day on the Earth now lasts 20 hours instead of 24. Both these aspects and the increase in mass and luminosity of the Sun gave the Earth a more extreme climate; not enough to completely destroy the life, but enough to make it extremely difficult. But Gems aren't organic life and they don't care about temperatures! But we do. So let's go on.

In a so called "ocean planet", the atmospheric pressure must be definitely high to keep all the water inside the planet and to not make it escape in the deep space; I will consider the atmospheric pressure to be around 3 times stronger than the current Earth's, just because. Idk. I have no canonical evidence for that. It's just cooler I guess.

Using a useful site, based on the luminosity of the sun and the atmospheric pressure, this is the colour of the sky, at day and at night; the day is much brighter than the modern one, and the sunsets much redder and stronger in colour; under it, the colours of the vegetation using the same system.

I reached the limit of words ahhh!!! See ya

[sagaverse]

Nocturnal Awakening Part 3

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[shadowqueenjude]

Crescent City 3 Spoilers

Considering how even a revolutionary like Aidas wasn't able to resist the mating bond to a cruel tyrant like Theia, the fact that Theia was willing to change and settle for a home rather than power just for Aidas, her mate, it seems next to impossible to me that Elain and Lucien will ever be able to resist the mating bond. There's not a real choice here. That's the point: it's fated mates. If you wanted to read about true choice, read literally anything else???

[oorosiidinmotive]

Heyy can you make a fic where Kurran finds out he has the best facials but gets interrupted by Theia saying she/they/moonself is better🥵🥵🌶️🌶️

How they would argue in front of you and then accidentally you start laughing. The 2 omnisexual mothem of 6 would get turned on and fuck you next on an airfryer 🌶️😏😏

... Haha... 😄👌

a/n heyyy! Weird req u have there bud... But sure i can help a friend in need! Im really shocked that this isnt anonymous. What a brave knight. Fututen gura

Slight nsfw! Not smut but suggestive( i think??) (Joke fanfic, inside joke)

Kurran si Theia si tu

Right after u and Kurran finished ur sloppy session, tucked Kurran in and kissed him goodnight, u couldnt help but congratulate him on the fact that amongst everyone- Vexbolts, Shinji Hirako , Vasilica ,CookieKing ,Chae yul, Armin, Nettspend, Nozomu, Dabo and him, it couldve been seen from a mile away that Kurran had the best facials.

This comment made Kurran's cheeks hotter than the other ones(butt). As u fell asleep with ur right hand on his shoulder, he couldnt stop thinking about how pleased he was receiving ur praise( and also he didnt have any other choice than to think abt stuff bc ur smelly armpit was way too close to his nose, making it hard to fall asleep).

The next day, Kurran woke up before u did, so after looking at u like a creep, mesmerized by ur beautiful sleeping face, he decided to make breakfast (barely pan cooked steak, dirty runny eggs in the same pan the steak was cooked[didnt wash the pan], avocado slices, all on a cutting board, served with a glass of RAW milk, just as u two fucked the last night)

Suddenly, he got a message. He skipped to his phone and almost got boiling oil from the eggs he was cooking on his fingers as he did

Soo... THATS gonna happen.. Kurran thought to himself, he let u know Theia was visiting and prepared a glass of raw GOAT (barou) milk for her too.

As u heard a notification from ur phone, u eagerly checked bc u thought it was Cookie answering the message where u shoot ur shot, only to be let down and it being ur pathetic b*yfriend. But at least he had some GREAT news... Theia, ur first platonic love, was coming over. He said for a few hours but all u had in mind was "cant she take ur place". whatever. Whats done is done and all u can do now is get out of bed and get ready to look ur best for her ig.

U couldve felt her radiating energy before she even opened the front door. Her sweet, soft, gentle voice coming thru: Ai sa mi bag pula da mare toc mai aveti la usa mi s a prins ungjia de la picior in ea bagamiasi oole

Yup. That was her❤

U rushed to the 1st floor, greeting her, giving a look without any emotion to ur so called partner. U sat down and started eating the breakfast that guy prepared, as Theia started going into ur fridge and freezer, took out some frozen french fries and put them into ur airfryer(which she loves) and pressed start, not caring about the temperature or time.

Kurran: so.. Why are u here?

U: does it matter? Shes ur stel sister after all!

Theia: thanks YN, also i kinda started running my mouth and made up some rumors and after everyone from that college dorm found out they werent true so thats how i got kicked out

U: poor uuu!!

Theia: ty huzz 'preciate it

Kurran: .. And thats all?

Theia: oh right i had another thing i wanted to tell u.. I went on a journey to find more about myself, and i found out that my pronouns are she/they/moonself! ❤❤🙌 yall alr w that? Or we gon have to step outside?

Kurran: right... Well i also wanted to tell u smth.

Theia: wazap

Kurran: y/n here told me yesterday that i have the best facials so-

U spat the raw milk mixed w the uncooked egg yolk still in ur mouth

... -suck it.

Theia: yea, only cuz she hasnt saw mine

I wish i would have u said in ur mind, and the expression on ur face said the same.

Kurran: ho stop acting like ur allat. Fkn poser u watch 3 eps of some anime and the think its enough to repost an edit on tiktok.

Oops. Hes right abt that

Theia: what the heeilllll...... Since when do u think u can talk to me like that

U got up to check on the fries

Kurran: packgod humble her

U swore on ur life to stop laughing to anything this cornball says, but this really caught u off guard. U started laughing as u grabbed the air fryer's handle

When suddenly, the room's entire vibe changed. U felt like everyone had their eyes on u and turned around to see both Prosop step siblings staring at u... U get seriously nervous

U: whyre u looking at me like that..?

Theia: i wanted to do ts for a very long time..

She said while approaching u, looking in ur eyes like a predator does its pray.

Kurrans fuckass joined her too ig

In a blink, theia was right in front of u, u right in front of the airfryer

She grabbed both hips and lifted u up on the airfryer with ease god that was hot but ur expression doesnt say that, ure still as shocked and confused as u were in the beginning. But still, u knew where this was going, her face going forward

All u wanted was Kurran to stay as a cuck in a chair and watch or smth, Theia could go on and work her magic.

A/n hope u like it!

[acourtofthought]

Have you read HOFAS (and any bonus chapters)? If so, what did you think about our ACOTAR characters and what it might say about their future books? If not, when are you planning on reading it?

I have!!

I have a few more detailed posts on why I believe what I believe but to summarize it, these are my predictions for SJMs future books:

It's interesting that 3 - 4 months after her HEA with Cassian, where she found her home in the HOW, her friends, her purpose with the Valkyrie, where she realized Rhys is her brother and had offered her kindness, where she ended her book visiting their fathers grave with her sisters who were smiling and beckoning at her to join them, that she's suddenly struggling to find her way (as evidenced by the exchange when she and Ember say their goodbyes).

To me, the biggest part of Nesta's life has always been her acting as Elain's protector and if Elain is no longer in the NC, having set off on her own journey with Lucien, I think that could be a big part of her sudden identity crisis. Possibly contributing to why she was so willing to part with the Mask, a bit of a reckless action. She could no longer help Elain so she turned and helped Bryce instead.

I think the next ACOTAR book will be Eluciens and we'll see resolution to the Vassa / Spring / Beron / Koschei / Peace Treaty plotlines. I don't think it will turn into a major battle, I think Elucien's arc will be that of stopping the threats and securing peace between the fae on the continent, the humans, and the fae in Prythian. I think that also closes out the ACOTAR series as we know it now, the one that revolves around the journey of Feyre and her sisters.

I think the book SJM has planned after that, the secret project she's excited to work on but won't say what world it's set in, will be the story of Miryam and Drakon and the Seraphim but set 500 years back. SJM said she imagines she'll feel emotional writing it because of who might show up and I'm wondering if that means we'll get glimpses of a younger Rhys, Cassian and Az, but also a look at Rhys's sister before her murder (I think it meant something that Az brought her up in HOFAS).

I think that story could also be relevant to future ACOTAR books because Miryam and Drakon are now in possession of the Cauldron. HOFAS did put the spotlight on the Cauldron in Prythian and in SF, a shudder runs down Cassian's spine as he thinks what might happen if it's awoken again. Giving us the backstory on the land where Miryam and Drakon reside with their people ties in nicely to possible future storylines.

After that I think SJM will move forward with her new series, one that is set the ACOTAR world but is no longer focused on Feyre's story. I think the new series will heavily involve Gwynriel, Mor / Emerie, and more of Nesta's journey and will further connect SJMS worlds with new crossover content.

I think we'll see the Prison lands being turned into Valkyrie territory with them gaining more female warriors as they work towards becoming an elite fighting unit of hundreds / thousands. I think Mor and Emerie might be the ones to oversee the land, with Mor ending up as a female descendent of Theia who can wield Gwydion and Az giving TT to Emerie (Nesta would be the general of the Valkryie but still remain living in the HOW).

I think the Valkyrie will be the defenders of the portal that exists there, protecting their world from outside threats, threats that I think will be drawn to Prythian because of the Cauldron and Merrill. I think Az will end up overseeing the Illyrian (the way Devlon currently does) and the Illyrian will remain the defenders of the portal that exists on Ramiel, with he and Gwyn either living in the townhouse or the cabin in Illyria.

And I also think we'll see a major battle at the end of that new series, with members of the IC / the Illyrians / the Valkyrie world walking and defending a threat outside their world, possibly teaming up with Bryce and Aelin. I feel there's a reason we were told that Nesta can move through time and space and that she'd use the mask to call thousands of the dead (with the added, "but not yet" in SF).

I think that Lucien and Elain will take up the High King role during these times, where they're not necessarily in charge of leading the battle so much as ensuring the peace remains across their own world between the different lands. I could also see Lucien helping Nesta destroy the mask at the end of it all. I think HOFAS makes it clear that Nesta will always be at risk for losing herself to it and as Helion has a connection to it, I think Lucien as his son does too. I also like the idea of Lucien and Nesta having a brother / sister bonding moment where she truly embraces him if he were the one to help her get rid of it once and for all.

Thank you for the ask, if you want you'll have to send an anon and tell me if you have any predictions yourself!