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Don't sleep on Elain Archeron.

Don't sleep on Elain Archeron.

Don't sleep on Elain Archeron.

Don't sleep on Elain Archeron.

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I'm confused , why are they on your page if they think elain isn't capable of ruling?

Your guess is as good as mine, anon!

What irks me is that they'll say "Elain doesn't need to be a ruler to be a main character!" but when it comes to Tamlin, he HAS to remain a ruler or else. Is that throne directly proportional with Tamlin's ability to shapeshift his dick size or something? Is his natural dick really small so he has to maintain the throne else his dick becomes tiny again?

Like, I have said SEVERAL times that rejecting power is a powerful trope, but not for an UNDERDOG character like Elain. Why is it that they don't think Elain is capable of ruling?

They will genuinely tell you someone who led his court to ruin, and someone like Feyre or Nesta, is better capable of ruling than someone who brings people together, lights up a room, and has a mate with connections to every mfing court in Prythian. Like sorry, but Elucien are going to be rulers whether you like it or not.

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Hard disagree.

I am of the belief that Elain would make the best High Lady of the sisters.

Elain has the charisma of a true leader. She can compromise. This is a major contrast to Feyre and Nesta, who have little diplomatic abilities and little charisma.

Elain would rule by bringing people together. Feyre and Nesta would rule by fear.

Elain is very similar to Sansa Stark, who is ALSO a queen. We haven’t seen enough of Elain, but you will all be shocked.

Respectfully, I think y’all are underestimating her just because nobody else in the series sees her potential besides a select few. There’s ALSO the fact that she’s the only feminine woman in the series, and if you think that isn’t influencing your opinion, I have bad news for you bud: ALL of us have internalized misogyny.

Elain knows very little about Prythian. But her MATE, LUCIEN, knows everything. Together, they could be the best rulers in Prythian. They have my vote for High King and Queen. As for Tamlin...

I think if Tamlin could've fixed the Spring Court land, he would've done it a while ago.

The place is fucking dying. The roses are nothing but thorns. This is canon.

Tamlin's connection to the land isn't doing jack shit.

If it was just his connection, the land itself should be healthy, right?

But it's not.

So, if the land is already dying when Tamlin is alive and High Lord, tell me what difference it'll make if he abdicates?

I do not know whether or not Tamlin will abdicate and if so who will take over the land, but either way, I am certain Elain will play a role in healing Spring.

Respectfully, I am not sure what is so hard for some Tamlin fans to grasp. An Elucien book will cover Spring, and if you think they're just going to be helping Tamlin recover mentally, you're wrong. They are the main characters. Their goal is not to heal Tamlin; this is not a Tamlin-centric book.

So a lot of Tamlin stans are coming into my comment section saying Tamlin is not a quitter and all that good stuff, so I will be discussing Tamlin as he has been written in canon. This is not anti-Tamlin in any capacity.

Tamlin does not have the ideal character traits of a ruler. This is not an insult at all. In fact, it is something he admits himself, book 1:

“I’d realized from an early age that fighting and killing were about the only things I was good at.”

“I claimed Lucien as my own—named him emissary, since he’d already made many friends across the courts and had always been good at talking to people, while I … can find it difficult. He’s been here ever since.”

This doesn't make him less than; there's nothing wrong with wanting to live a simple life. But, Tamlin was chosen to become High Lord. And he didn't quit- he did the best he could with what he'd been given, despite all the courtiers not having any faith in him. For someone woefully unprepared for the job, he did a great job, at least until ACOWAR, but he would've had a lot more difficulties had Lucien not showed up. Tamlin had very little courtier training, and he wasn't very good at that shit anyway.

In ACOSF, Tamlin is extremely depressed. His court is in shambles around him, and he has pretty much given up on his own life.

“They say a beast prowls these lands now. A beast with keen green eyes and golden fur. Some people think the beast has forgotten his other shape, so long has he spent in his monstrous form. And though he roams these lands, he does not see or care for the neglect he passes, the lawlessness, the vulnerability. Even his manor has fallen into disrepair, half-eaten by thorns, though rumors fly that he himself destroyed it.”

“You’ve been trying to bring Tamlin back for a while. But he isn’t getting better, is he?”

You're welcome to have your own interpretation on this, but from what I'm reading, it really feels like Tamlin has no interest in ruling over Spring anymore. While he's not generally a quitter, his life has become so shitty that he has given up on himself. I am not sure that SJM will keep Tamlin as the ruler of Spring; he might be killed off, but my personal belief is that she will have him abdicate the throne somehow. I know people will claim this is a retcon, but I don't think the possibility of abdication has ever actually been discussed within the scope of the books, so it wouldn't be a retcon.

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and if i said lucien should be high king? 🤨🤨 what then? 🤨🤨

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Day 7 of @nestaarcheronweek Free Day

You know a female character is complex and powerful when the general audience and men hate them.

Simply Nesta Archeron. Love her, hate her, say what you want about her, but you're always thinking about her, aren't you? She's the it girl.

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OUCH Pinterest is clearly a Tamlin supporter because WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS:

Tell me this isn't Tamlin reviving Rhysand in ACOWAR.

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"Gwyn won't be into Azriel's kinks because of her SA." But...she'll be into Tarquin's?? I mean...just because Tarquin is a nice dude, doesn't mean he's nice in bed guys. Also, let's make a list of all the characters known to have experienced SA, shall we? 1. Feyre Archeron 2. Nesta Archeron 3. Rhysand 4. Lucien Vanserra 5. Gwyneth Berdara Nobody wondered whether any of these characters would be into their partners' kinks. But somehow, it's only a problem for Gwyn? And only when she's with Azriel???? And what makes you think ELAIN will be into AZRIEL'S kinks? Why do I keep seeing so much BDSM Elriel? Elain was literally kidnapped multiple times! Did you ever think about how bondage might trigger Elain's trauma??? Compatibility in bed is not going to be a determining factor in endgame couples. If SJM wants to make a certain couple endgame, they WILL have sexual chemistry, period. Just because someone has experienced sexual assault doesn't mean they're scared of sex or kink! Gwyn is so much more than her trauma. Why is she the only one getting defined by it???

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I WAS TRYING TO MAKE A MOODBOARD AND TELL ME WHY PINTEREST IS A TAMSAND SHIPPER LMFAOOOO

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Kate: Anthony and I made a promise to never go to bed angry with each other-

Anthony: We’ve been awake for two days!

Kate: If YOU would just admit to being wrong!

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I'll just say this: if you don't like a character or a ship, for goodness sake do not draw them under the guise of it being "your interpretation." This person has also made highly manipulative non-canon art romanticizing Feyre's sexual assault and shitting on modest women by suggesting that Feyre is more "empowered" in Night because she wears makeup and walks around tits out.

I will say it one more time:

If you don't like a character or a ship, just don't make art of them. It's really not that hard.

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Ok but SJM unintentionally made Lucien unbelievably brilliant here.

She had Lucien question her faithfulness to Tamlin, and of course Feyre rushed to defend herself because she wants to believe Tamlin is in the wrong not her, so she admits the truth that the kiss was nonconsensual, and Lucien leads her to the conclusion that she is being manipulated and abused. And it’s a product of how manipulated and abused she is that she doesn’t even realize it.

“Tell me when you knew,” (Lucien) demanded, his knee pressing into mine. “That Rhysand was your mate. Tell me when you stopped loving Tamlin and started loving him instead.” I chose not to answer. “Was it going on before you even left?” I whipped my head to him, even if I could barely make out his features in the dark. “I never touched Rhysand like that until months later.” “You kissed Under the Mountain.” “I had as little choice in that as I did in the dancing.” “And yet this is the male you now love.”

And yet this is the male you now love.

And yet this is the male you now love.

And yet this is the male you now love.

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My Nesta Week submissions

Day 1:

Queen of Queens

Day 2:

Metamorphosis

Day 3:

Self-Care

Day 4:

Lover --> Neris

Lover --> Brysta

Day 5:

Give Nesta a Gun

Fierce Protector

Day 6:

Birthday Girl

Learn to keep a secret

Day 7:

Nesta is the it girl

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Day 6 of @nestaarcheronweek

Learn to keep a secret --> Nessian, post-ACOWAR

What if instead of Cassian yelling at Nesta and getting angry at her rejection, we see Cassian trying to reach out in a softer manner?

Cassian paused before Nesta's front door, building his nerve.

Nesta had withdrawn from everyone, even her younger sister. She had flat out told Cassian that she wanted nothing to do with him, not long after she had laid her body over his, choosing death with him. After his confession. It stung, Cassian had to admit, but nothing hurt him more than watching her destroy herself.

He had gone with her a couple of times to the taverns. He hadn't interacted with her directly, of course, but he had observed her. She seemed to be drawn to sensory stimulation, things that drew her out of the darkness that was inside her. Like the music, the drinks, the dancing. So hopefully...his plan would work. It had to, otherwise...he didn't let himself think further.

He was perfectly aware of the fact that his high lord despised Nesta. If she continued on her self-destructive path, Rhysand would do something drastic; Cassian might have to take them both out of Night for the time being, or even permanently. He didn't want to have to do that, but he had to protect her in whatever way he could.

He swallowed the lump in his throat, took a deep breath, and knocked on the door, waiting.

No response.

"Nesta." Still nothing. Was she even here? Was this the wrong house, or was she already at the taverns?

"Nes, please." Cassian couldn't help the desperation that slipped out on that last syllable. He understood; he really did. Recovery couldn't be rushed. But it was killing him inside to see her like this.

A blast of warm air hit him as the door opened abruptly. His mate looked beautiful as ever, even though it seemed as if she hadn't been eating properly, a plain white nightgown emphasizing her bony shoulders. A shard of ice stabbed his heart.

"What do you want." Her low, cool voice always did unspeakable things to him, but he tamped down on his mating instincts, trying to speak to her normally. "You look hungry. Want a bite to eat?"

"I told you I want nothing to do with you, Cassian," Nesta answered shortly. She was about to slam the door in his face when he put a hand out. "Nes, please. I'm begging you. If you come out today, I'll convince Feyre to give triple your usual amount of money."

Nesta's silvery blue eyes focused all their relentless attention on him. Cassian spread his arms, letting her see it all. He'd given her everything that day she'd beheaded the king of Hybern anyway.

"Fine," she snapped. "Give me a moment to get dressed."

Cassian heaved a sigh of relief, slumping into the snow in front of her house. Part 1 was successful. The hardest part was done.

She came out in a magenta empire gown with black embroidery at the collar resembling the shape of teardrops. Her hair was up in its usual braided crown, and Cassian's heart stuttered in his chest. Even emaciated, she was so heartbreakingly gorgeous, every bit the cunning courtier who was far too good for him.

"This had better be quick," she muttered. Cassian offered her no such assurances, fully aware of the surprise they had in store.

He took her to a place off the main road, with simply, hearty meals, yet very tasty ones. "You should have their Palak," Cassian murmured as they walked inside. "It's delicious."

They took a table near the back, Nesta still saying nothing. A small little critter who seemed to be a ghost except for the long spiky black tail he had came up to them, notebook and pen in hand.

"Order?" Cassian looked at Nesta. Her call. She scrolled the menu on the table before answering, "Two Palaks, please." Cassian's eyes widened in surprise that Nesta had actually listened to him.

"Don't you dare," Nesta seethed.

"I wasn't going to say anything!" Cassian protested.

Nesta said nothing, but Cassian spoke. About how he was retraining his wings after they were shredded, how the Illyrians fared, what her sisters, Amren, and Lucien were up to. He wasn't sure how much she listened to, but she didn't seem inclined to wipe him to dust with her silver flames, at least.

After she wiped her plate clean, she shoved it away from her, standing up. "Can I go home now?"

"No!" Cassian shouted. Nesta raised a brow at him as other people turned to stare at them. "No, I mean, I don't think anyone has ever given you a proper tour of Velaris. Would you like one?"

"I've already seen all there is to see," Nesta replied drily. Cassian shook his head vigorously. "You've only lived here a few months. I've lived here centuries. Come on." Nesta still looked skeptical, but she took Cassian's arm and let him lead her out.

When they were well away from the building, Nesta spoke. "You're a terrible liar, you know. I know you have something planned."

Cassian blushed. "My strength is on the battlefield, not the courtroom."

"Clearly." Well, she sounded amused, at least. Another big sigh of relief.

They walked along in silence for a few minutes before Cassian blurted out, "Do you prefer being indoors or outdoors?"

Nesta raised a brow. "I suppose it depends."

"What about today?" Cassian mentally cursed himself. Subtlety was certainly not his strong suit.

Nesta squinted at him before she smirked. "Today is a nice day. We should be outside."

Move everything outside, Cassian shouted to Feyre mind to mind. Right now.

On it, Feyre replied before shutting off the connection.

"I like outside," Cassian said stupidly to cover for his slow response. Nesta's smirk widened. "I'd imagine so, considering you're a warrior and all."

"Yeah." Cassian was so bad at keeping secrets. His mind was screaming fit to burst, begging him to reveal the big surprise. Nesta only looked around, seeming more at peace than she had in months.

"Let's sit here," Cassian said, pointing to an outdoor table. Nesta obeyed, and the two of them settled onto the bench.

"So," Nesta said, "are you finally going to tell me what you've planned?"

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" Feyre and Elain shrieked as they walked in, Feyre's arms laden with gifts while Elain held the prettiest chocolate cake Cassian had ever seen. Nesta didn't look remotely surprised, a small smile flitting across her face.

Feyre placed the bag on the table, pulling out all the gifts. "I baked this cake myself," Elain said, her face radiant as she placed it by Nesta's side. Feyre furrowed her brow in concentration, trying to sort out the gifts.

"Oh yeah, here! This is my gift: this lovely ring." Feyre slipped it on Nesta's hand. "It's not an ordinary gift; see the flame ornament? There's real magic in there. For a maximum of five uses, you can generate your own wings, so you don't have to rely on one of us to take you places!"

Nesta looked at Feyre in surprise. "That's...thoughtful of you."

"I also got you some nice jewelry, since I know you like sapphires so much." Feyre whipped out a stunning necklace with sparkling deep blue stones with sharp ends. Feyre winked. "It doubles as a knife." She turned one stone, and sure enough, a stunning knife appeared.

"Now my gift," Elain said enthusiastically. She pulled out a large patchwork, showing it to Nesta proudly.

"Er- what is it!"

"It's us!" Elain exclaimed. "This one," she pointed to a crimson lady sewn into the patchwork wearing a crown, "is you. She's chopping wood and wearing a crown, see? And this one..." she pointed to a blue one in the middle holding a bow, "is Feyre, because she was skilled with a bow and provided for us! And this one..." she pointed to a purple one holding a frying pan, "is me, because I did all the cooking!" She pointed to the center piece, featuring all three. "That's us sleeping on that small bed in the cottage." She smiled. "Anyway, I hope you like it. Now for Cassian's gifts."

Cassian stood up, clearing his throat nervously. "I...well....I got you some stuff." He pulled out the first gift; three books bound with ribbon. "I know you like romance novels, so, well...I asked around, and these are some of the most popular ones in Prythian, so I hope you like them." Then, he pulled out his second gift. He fiddled with the ball in his hands. "This is...a symphonia. It captures music in a ball so you can listen to it later. I...noticed you enjoy music."

Cassian turned the ball, activating it. One of the most popular songs at the tavern began to play. He sighed. "I know it isn't much, but-"

Nesta jumped into his arms.

"I love you all," she said in a muffled voice as she pulled away. She sniffed, wiping a tear out of the corner of her eye. "This is the best birthday ever." Feyre and Elain squealed, swinging their arms together in triumph, but Nesta only had eyes for him. "Dance with me," she whispered.

So Cassian offered a hand, and she took it; her slender, elegant hands were so small in his. She was an excellent dancer, and Cassian could by no means compete. But Nesta didn't seem to care, content to be there. She placed her head against his chest, looking for all the world completely joyful.

"You're such a silly boy," she murmured against him. Cassian stuttered. "What? I'll have you know- um, that is to say-"

"I figured out what this was about the moment we left that restaurant," Nesta interrupted, steering him into a spin. "And you're adorable, really, for arranging all this for me." She got on her tiptoes and whispered in his ear, "But you reallyyyy need to learn to keep a secret, Lord of Bloodshed."

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Bryce Quinlan Aesthetic

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Need to tattoo this on everyone who complained about Coryo getting a backstory and stanning him.

some loser: humans are innately selfish creatures

my psych book:

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@nestaarcheronweek Day 6 - Birthday Girl

When you just wanna drink away your trauma in peace, but your sister holds your rent money hostage unless you attent her Solstice/Birthday party so you gotta keep it together until it's socially acceptable to leave.

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She needed him, more than the air she breathed, and that terrified her.

Kissing is so hard to draw for me! But have this Elucien kiss! I cannot WAIT for their book! So excited!!