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You’ve Got Mail (Neris’ Version): A Modern Epistolary Fic - Chapter 3!

Banner by: @themadmorrigan
Status: Multi-chapter (in progress) Rating: T (sorry folks, no sexting) Relationships: Nesta Archeron x Eris Vanserra, background Elucien
Co-written by @themadmorrigan and @itsblobross for @nerisweek 2025!
Read Chapter 3 here!
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Summary: Nesta Archeron did the one thing you’re never supposed to do: text the number on the bathroom stall. To her surprise, she and the mysterious stranger on the other end have more in common than she could ever have expected.
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A gift for @aldbooks for the ACOTAR Gift Exchange 2024
Rating: E/NSFW Status: WIP, Chapter 10/12 Summary: "One thing was clear to her about this predicament: Lucien was furious."
An enchanted pair of handcuffs. A prank gone wrong. A bottle of whiskey. This was turning out to be the most awkward Winter Solstice for Elain and Lucien yet.
Chapter 10: Folklore - Read on AO3
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Chapter 10 snippet:
As he approached, his gaze trailed down to their wrists, a smile cracking his stony expression. “What is this?” He pointed at the handcuffs binding them together. “Are you resorting to Night Court tactics now?” Elain felt another ripple of anger roll off Lucien, and a strong urge to defend him pushed through. It was starting to upset her that so many people assumed Lucien forced this upon her. “It was my idea,” she announced, moving around Lucien. He whipped his head in her direction, surprised by her interjecting. “I needed an excuse to get away from my family and they wouldn't let me go with him without a reason.” "So you chained yourself to him?” Elain held up her chin in affirmation. Tamlin scoffed, "All of you Archerons are mad.” He marched past them, heading towards the darkened manor. "If you're staying, you might as well come inside. There's booze.”
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Y’all! The Em Dash has finally delivered a public statement regarding the AI allegations.
And it’s glorious!
Read the full article on the McSweeney’s website here!





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What do you think of Tamlin? Does he deserve a redemption?



It seems like Tamlin isn’t as hated as I thought in the fandom based on how many of you asked about him lol
~To the sweet anon who complimented my art: I LOVE YOU🫶🏽

I don’t dislike him like the Fandom does. I do think he deserves that chance to rebuild his court after all that happened, instead of some others stepping in and randomly become the rulers of that court *cough* Elucien *cough*.
I don’t like what SJM did to Tamlin and I’m not referring to his abuser arc. In acotar, he sheltered refugees, hunted to protect his lands, rejected old Spring Court traditions, and treated lesser faeries with respect. By acomaf, he’s suddenly following his father’s footsteps and is portrayed as patriarchal. Acotar Tamlin buried a lesser faerie with his own hands; Acomaf Tamlin is angry over Feyre giving the poor jewelry. And when you think his slight redemption arc near the end of acowar would be the end of it, he’s reduced to a punching bag so the main characters can vent. The abuser arc could’ve worked without turning him into a patriarchal caricature who suddenly values the court‘s image over his people’s well being. Maybe Sjm intended to shed light on domestic abuse, but it feels more like she twisted Tamlin’s character to split Feylin and make Rhys look good by comparison. Second, I don’t like how Sjm ditched Feylin and separated human Feyre from fae Feyre. Feyre braved UtM for Tamlin and broke the curse because of her love for him. So why does it now read as if she was never truly in love with Tamlin? It feels like her accomplishments are being diminished.

That said, My version of Tamlin before Utm is genuinely a good guy and very beloved, a bit socially awkward though. He’s closer to his people than the other high lords are to theirs. The Spring court is the homeland and safe haven to all lesser faeries and Tamlin embodies that. He stays the High lord who would hunt down threats to protect his citizens and guards alike, hosts many parties to keep the court happy all through Amarantha‘s reign. Post Acotar I want people to see Tamlin spiral. It’s gradual, he doesn’t immediately make drastic decisions, but he finds it hard to process the events from Utm whilst trying to fulfill his duties as a High lord. He’s desperate to keep everyone safe, especially after being forced to watch his people, friends and lover suffer Utm while he could do nothing, which takes a heavy toll on him. But from banning all the parties to isolating Spring court after small attacks and assassination attempts, he only ends up suffocating his court— made worse by Feyre‘s newfound powers (which could mean WAR if anybody found out). To protect her, he isolates Feyre even from his own citizens so words won’t spread. The nobles are offended by his distance & decisions and partially blame Feyre, while those loyal to him believe he has his reasons but struggle to understand them. Conflict brews, tensions rise and Tamlin becomes increasingly paranoid, barely able to control his emotions and sometimes Feyre unfortunately bears the brunt.
Lastly, I’m not sure if I‘m gonna stick with this design. I mean, it’s not even finished but I also think it’s a tad too much. Idk we’ll see.
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Thank you to the incredible Thell for doing this Jesminda x Lucien commission for me 😩💕🍁 your style is so perfect for them, with your gorgeous colors, sexy way of drawing noses, and stunning stunning outfits! Bro I’m in love LOOK AT HOW SOFT AND SQUISHY AND HAPPY THEY ARE 🥺😭
Artist is @froggybogwitch !
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Sooooo you guys seem to really like the Catra and Adora ones, so of course I had to do Avatar ones too. ;P Avatar really said strong ladies do whatever you want.
If you want to support me, these are available as stickers and more on my Redbubble! Suki here and Azula here!
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Fanfic Writers: Director’s Cut
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Or, send in a ⭐star⭐ to have the author select a section they’ve been dying to talk about!
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Nesta had to learn to dance, but in my headcanon, Elain had been taught the piano. Someday, she’ll sit down at the keys and start playing, and everyone will be captivated especially Lucien, who will undoubtedly swoon.

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Elm from One Dark Window is so Lucien Vanserra coded
Both red heads
Both have family trauma and don’t live with their blood family as a result
Both have terrible older brothers
Both are sarcastic and loveable
Both too pure for this world
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Inside of You (Chapter 2) - Elucien!Body Swap
Summary: In the days leading up to Nesta and Cassian’s mating ceremony, Elain and Lucien run into a rather…unusual predicament. A strange spell seems to have made them switch bodies. They’ll need to work together to convincingly hide their secret from the others, undo the spell to revert back to normal, and most importantly, not ruin the big day. Side effects MAY include abnormally increased levels of sexual arousal and frustration.
Notes: Rated E for silly, horny shenanigans. Body Swap. Fake Dating. Awkward idiots to lovers. Eventual smut. Thank you @olenvasynyt for the banner!
Read Chapter 2 on AO3 Here
With only slightly trembling fingers, she unlaced his boots, kicked them off, and promptly began working on his upper torso. First, she undid the buttons of his vest, then pulled the white shirt over his head.
“Oh,” she whimpered, staring at the mirror.
This was going to be a problem. Graysen had never looked like that.
She really should have kept her hands busy. Keep moving, she told herself. Move through this task as quickly as possible so they can be done with it and hopefully get to the next day, closer to getting out of this mess. What was it she needed to do again? Oh yes—pants. She really needed to get to his pants next.
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House of Whispers - Elain x Lucien
Read Chapter 1 on AO3
Summary: In the Forest House, Elain Archeron finally finds what she’s been looking for: purpose. Beron wants a weapon. Eris wants an ally. Lucien wants her anywhere but here. When their stay in the Forest House becomes permanent, reluctant mates grow closer over the ghosts of the past, an ancient prophecy, and a plot to overthrow a tyrant. Rating: E (eventual smut, occasional violence and swearing) Status: Multi-chapter WIP (probably ~35 chapters or so) Chapter 1 ~3200 words Relationships: Elain Archeron x Lucien Vanserra
AO3 tags: Elucien in Autumn, slow burn, eventual smut, Marriage of convenience, sneaky Elain, protective Lucien, little stinker Eris, autumn vibes, the Lady of Autumn’s unquashable desire to mother Elain, canon compliant, post ACOSF
A faerie walked along a cold, grey beach ahead of Elain, wind whipping through her hair, and waves breaking around her ankles. Elain tried to run after her, but no matter how hard she pumped her legs, she came no closer. All she could make out of the female was long, dark hair and a pair of beautiful brown wings like those of a moth.
Elain called out to the female, and she turned, beckoning her to follow.
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Give me gentleman Lucien, wearing a cravat and a silk, embroidered jacket, smelling of woodsmoke and cinnamon as he bends down and kisses the top of Elain's hand, his soft lips lingering on her knuckles a second longer than propeity dictates. When he walks away, his eyes dash over her dress, a dimple in his appreciative smile and suggestion in the rise of his eyebrow as he leaves, her bosom rising over her corset with the fast pace of her heart. As she spins around the ball, exchanging partners, her eyes always manage to find him, laughing with someone else, setting her heart aflame, envy and disappointment raging inside. When she looks at her dance card, she notices he has put himself last with a small note, "because you won't be able to dance with anyone else when I am through with you." There are still more dance partners waiting their turn. More than she wants as she sees him spinning around another, her dress too sparkly and her smile too wide for Elain's liking. He has given her the entire ball to wait for him because he is a gentleman after all.
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✧Elain Archeron as the Oracle✧
Oracles are divine agents who call no singular god, oath or cause their own. The connection they have with other planes is unparalleled, as somewhere out in the void their spiritual self drifts. This ethereal essence is where they draw their power, whether this half beckons otherworldly creatures for power or acts as a gateway between the unfiltered power of one plane to another.
"The Cauldron spoke to her, whether she bid it to or not. She was wise enough to ask its guidance, and wise enough not to call her gift a kindness."
✧ STR 5 ✧ DEX 9 ✧ CON 11 ✧ INT 15 ✧ WIS 22 ✧ CHA 10 ✧
acotar x dnd
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