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shallyne · 1 year

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SJM Crackshipmonth: One Bed

Sharing the Bet

Day four of @sjmcrackshipmonth and today's couple is Viviane's Sister x Mor! Enjoy! (it doesn't have smut btw sorryyyy not my forte)

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An Unexpected thunderstorm hits during girls weekend, so Feyre, Mor, Cresseida, Viviane and her sister have to spend the night in an Inn. Busybody sisters Feyre and Viviane put Mor and Viviane's Sister in one room together.

Mor hadn't expected a sudden storm. They wanted to spend a girls weekend with Feyre, Cresseida, Viviane and her sister, Nivia. They decided not to winnow to a beautiful lake on the outskirts of Adriata but take the hike and enjoy nature. A storm hit them when they were about a quarter away from the destination and they had to walk back about a mile to an inn they came across. Mor wanted to share a room with Feyre, and Nivia wanted to share with Viviane and Cresseida would get the single room but both Viviane and Feyre insisted that Nivia and Mor should share a room. Feyre pressed the room key into Mor's hands and she wanted to glare at her friend but Feyre and Viviane already hurried to their room, hushing about their kids, Nyx and Eira.

"I guess it's just us now." Nivia said as Cresseida went to her own room.

Mor snorted, unlocking the door. "I guess so." she said, still cursing Feyre for her meddling. It seemed like she paid more attention to Mor than Mor had realized because somehow she knew that Mor had a slight crush on Viviane’s sister. Although, it seemed like the meddling was a sisterly thing as Viviane also played a part in it for her own sister.

They left their bags at the door, stepping farther into the room and immediately stopping as they looked at the bed. The one bed.

"Maybe it's a mistake," Mor said, not even believing one word she said.

Neither did Nivia as she shook her head. "No, it's not." she grinned, "That's the doing of my sister."

She felt Nivia sidelong glance, waiting for Mor's response. "I can sleep on the floor–"

"Don't be ridiculous." Nivia waved her off. "It's just one night, right?"

"Yes." Mor nodded. "Just one night." she sighed.

They both got ready for bed and when they finally slipped under the covers, they kept a healthy distance away from each other. Careful not to touch, as if it could trigger anything.

"Well, good night." Nivia said.

"Sweet dreams." Mor replied, turning her back towards her. She closed her eyes, acutely aware of Nivia's presence. Her scent enveloped Mor, the scent of cinnamon and snow.

Waking up, Mor didn't lay with her back towards Nivia anymore. She barely was on her half of the bed, and Nivia's had laid on Mor's chest, her arm wrapped around Mor's stomach and Mor's own arm was wrapped around Nivia's shoulders. She rubbed her eyes, looking down at her best friend's sister and sighed, which seemed to startle Nivia. She yawned, looking up until she met Mor's eyes.

"Good morning." Mor said awkwardly, removing her arm from Nivia's shoulders.

Gasping surprised, Nivia backed away and sat up. "Sorry," she said as a blush crept onto her cheeks. "I think I just–while sleeping–" she brushed her hands over her snow white hair nervously.

Mor waved a hand, sitting up, too. "It's fine, really." She smiled as Nivia's blue eyes fixed on her and she nodded.

"I think we should get ready." she said. "Do you want to use the bathroom first?"

"No, you go first." Mor said and scrambled to the edge of the bed as Nivia thanked her and hurried into the bathroom. A quiet groan escaped her when she rubbed the sleep out of her eyes and stretched, then opened the curtains of the window. They hadn't done much to keep the sun out at all but she still bothered to open them, somewhat keeping her usual routine.

Half an hour later, Nivia came out of the bathroom, only a towel wrapped around her and her wet hair openly hung down her back, as Mor debated if she would get coffee here.

"Do you need something?" Mor asked, smiling.

"I was just looking for my hairbrush." she replied, showing Mor a tangled strand of her hair.

Mor leaned forward to grab her bag and took her own hairbrush, extending it to Nivia. "You can take mine if you want, so you don't need to dig through your whole stuff."

"Thank you." she said, bowing her head as she accepted it. Their hands brushed as she did so and lingered there. Mor's finger brushed over Nivias wrist, over her soft skin and over a long faded scar. She didn't know if it was the touch or if Nivia felt cold as goosebumps spread on her arms. Mor doubted the latter as they were in the middle of the summer court. To her surprise, Nivia stepped closer at her touch until she stood between Mor's legs. "The other's are probably already waiting for us." she said but stroked Mor's cheek with her thumb.

"They can wait." Mor breathed.

Nivia smiled. "Yes, they can." She leaned down, kissing Mor. Her towel fell to the floor.

Feyre knocked at the door. "Mor! Nivia! Time for breakfast!" she called out and stepped back, standing beside Viviane as they waited for a reply.

It took a few seconds before she called out from the other side, "Go without me! I'll join you in a minute."

Feyre and Viviane exchanged a glance at the breathlessness in her voice, a smirk spreading on both their faces. "What about Nivia?" Viviane asked.

Another beat of silence until Mor replied, "She's showering, we'll be down when she's done."

"Alright!" Feyre called, suppressing a giggle. The same moment, Cresseida stepped out of her room and took a look at Feyre and Viviane, their smirks and then the door they stood in front of.

"No." she said. "Already?"

"Pay up, ladies. I won that bet!" Feyre said smugly, leading them downstairs. Viviane giggled, Cresseida groaned in defeat.

Taglist: @timesconvert

#acotar #a court of thorns and roses #sjmcrackshipmonth23 #sjmcrackshipmonth #crackship #rare ship #morrigan acotar #morrigan #mor acotar #the morrigan #mor #original character #Viviane's Sister #Nivia

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hellacioushag · 3 years

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prythian’s got talent part II:

helion conjures light and puts on a nsfw fireworks display featuring his epic tale of love for his lady of autumn

emerie and mor accompanied by the fleet of valkyries preform as a dance squad while also showing off some of their sword and shield tricks

lucien performs a fire baton and dance while wearing a grass skirt, making some of the ladies and men in the audience swoon at those powerful thighs

amren decides to recite some poetry about her adventures after escaping the prison while varian, cresseida, and tarquin act out her words with a water display

cassian, rhys, and azirel preform an aerial acrobatic performance that tells the story of one of their greatest snowball fights

gwyn and the priestesses preform a haunting melody featuring feyre, nesta, and elain sporting body paint and preforming an interpretive dance about their journey from human to fae which leaves the audience breathless and shaken with emotion

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feyres-divorce-lawyer · 1 year

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me: shipping feyre with literally everyone but her sisters and canonical endgame

feyre: i’m tired of this grandpa

me: WELL THAT’S TOO DAMN BAD

#i just know she’s sick of me pairing her with everyone #feylin is the best but indulge me #feyre archeron #anti feysand #all my homies hate feysand😎#acotar #simi’s polls

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archeronmymind · 5 years

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tarquin, high lord of the summer court

@sjmaas

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ae-neon · 2 years

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ACOTAR Ships I Think About For No Reason (gimme fic recs please)

Feycien/ Feyre x Lucien (take me back!!!)

Lussian? Lucien x Cassian (the enemies to lovers Nessian could never be)

Feyssian?? Feyre x Cassian (maybe the best friends to lovers that never happened)

Feyre x Lucien x Cassian (heavy Band of Exiles vibes actually?)

Rhycien / Lucien x Rhysand (this is actually just a variant of the no-no ship, ifykyk)

Nezriel (I've read every fic and they're all delicious but Nesta vs Buffer is compulsory)

The no-no ship that everyone hates

Nesseida? Nesta X Cresseida (why did autocorrect try make that Nessian, Ew)

Nesquin / Nesta + Tarquin

(I've made a few posts based of my vision of Nesta in the Summer Court

+ I swear I've read two fics about them but I can't remember the names!! I just know at least one was from Flowerflamestars cause of their distinct style)

Actually wouldn't Elain and Tarquin be so cute omgggg!!! (I'm going to be consumed by this idea for the next 3 to 5 days)

Elain x Mor

Emerie x Cassian (I'll admit I don't know much about ACOSF but Emerie is the most prominent and probably the only real look at an Illyrian woman we'll ever get and old/fanon Cassian had so much potential to represent Illyrian men. We need poc x poc shiiiiipppssss)

Human!Elain x Graysen (I'm tired of anti human propaganda especially since in both acotar and cc they represent previously enslaved peoples and minorities as a whole, just say it out loud Sarah)

Rhysand x being alone as a morally gray person unsanctified by sjm's narrative.

Rhysand x Amren (villain power couple with rich guy bending over backwards to shower his enby lover in jewels, also poc x poc if you close your eyes and just accept it cause I said so)

Amarantha x being a more complex and competent villain

King of Hybern x a name

Papa Archeron x sitting in Human!Elain's greenhouse and thinking of his beloved bitch wife (love them idc idc)

Vassa x her throne in acotar Russia

Me x writing without spiralling down 3 separate tangential rabbit holes

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dustjacketdraws · 2 years

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Ok since tumblr very rudely made polls right after my last one...

#nesta archeron #emerie of illyria #elain archeron #gwyn berdara #cresseida

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dustjacketmusings · 3 years

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Seriously @vidalinav you're a menace

Nesta x cassian (fanon)

Nesta x emerie

Nesta x eris (fanon)

Nesta x gwyn

Nesta x azriel

Nesta x cresseida

Nesta x lucien

Nesta x tarquin

Nesta x Clare

-things start getting dicey-

Nesta x mor

Nesta x Rhys (hate relationships only)

------the line-----------

Nesta x amren

Nesta x lanthys

Nesta x tamlin

#a random ranking of pairings im sure everyone disagrees with

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yazthebookish · 3 years

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what is your favorite crackship

I want to answer this one because it's a fun question

• Balriel "Azriel x Balthazar"

• Targwyn "Tarquin x Gwyn" < it's growing on me

• Emerie x Nesta

• Mor x Cresseida

• Elain x Character Development

#asks

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tntwme · 7 years

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Girls’ Night

Absolutely none of this is my work - I read this little scene in another favorite series of mine (Black Dagger Brotherhood by JR Ward and her spin-off series Black Dagger Legacy - I cannot recommend them enough!) and thought it would be great if our favorite characters from ACOTAR (by Sarah J Maas) were in it. This part is specifically from JR Ward’s book, Blood Kiss. I hope you laughed as much as I did when I read this scene, and enjoy it with the ACOTAR characters!

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Nesta looked over at the archway from the library desk she had been stuck at for the past two weeks. She never realized being the Emissary of Prythian for the Human Realm would entail so much work. Standing together in the archway were Feyre, Elain, and Amren, glasses of wine and plumed pens in their hands.

“We’re prepared to scribe up and help with the invitations,” Feyre said. “And then we’ve asked for dinner on special service, because we’re doing girls’ night with a movie upstairs in the theater.”

“Magic Mike XXL just came out on DVD,” Amren chimed in. “We have a moral obligation to support the arts, even if they’re just the human ones.”

“I haven’t seen the first one,” Elain murmured. “They tell me his pelvis is double-jointed. Is that true?”

Amren came forward and took the paperwork out of Nesta’s hands. “Come on, you look like you need a girls’ night. Cresseida and Mor are joining us. So are Viviane and Nuan. We’re getting all of us together - it’s about time.”

For a split second, Nesta felt guilty about easing into the friendship that was being offered. It seemed….too frivolous when she thought about all she wasn’t able to do for everyone else.

Feyre leaned in. “We’ve told the males that they can’t come in. Mostly because if they see that Channing guy up on the big screen - “

Amren finished, “ -we’re going to need to do a remodel after they’re done with things.”

“Back to the double-jointed business,” Elain kicked in. “I mean, how does he walk?”

“Very well, sister.” As Feyre answered, she put an arm around Nesta’s shoulders. “Very, very well.”

Then they began setting down ink jars and papers and handed Nesta a glass of wine, who began to blink fast. Part of the emotion was relief at a break from all the work she had been buried under. The other half was a gratitude so great, her chest could barely contain the emotion.

“Ladies,” she said, putting her arm around Feyre’s waist. “Let’s do the addressing quickly - so we can get to the undressing.”

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“I’m sorry….they’re doing WHAT?”

As Cassian spoke, he looked at the males-only group sitting around the mansion’s dining room table. Not one of his brothers or any of the other males were laughing or talking loudly. The bunch of sad sack losers was just sitting in front of half-eaten plates and untouched glasses of vodkas, bourbon and whiskey like a roll call of basset hounds who’d lost their anti-depressants.

Not what he’d expected to find as he came late to dinner.

When Nesta had texted him and told him she was working with the females on something, it had seemed like a good idea to take care of some trainee stuff.

He hadn’t banked on this funeral thing just because the ladies were doing a project.

“Hello?” he demanded. “You guys lost your hearing along with your sac or something?”

Rhys inhaled like he was about to break the news of a death in the family. “They’re having a movie night.”

Cassian rolled his eyes and went over to his chair. Yeah, it was a little weird to sit down without his Nesta by his side, but for Cauldron’s sake, it was nothing to go Prozac over. Besides, he was glad his female had friends in the house-

“They’re watching Magic Mike,” someone said.

“Is that a children’s show?” He started filling his plate with heaping piles of lamb. “Varian, pass the salt over here, would-“

Cassian stopped talking as he realized the entire table of males was looking at him. “What?”

“You haven’t heard of Magic Mike?” Lucien demanded.

“No.” He leaned back again as Azriel handed him a drink. “Thanks. Is it like Barney?”

“It’s about strippers,” Lucien countered.

Cassian frowned and lowered his glass from his lips. “I’m sorry?”

Kallias came in from the pantry with a scowl like somebody had shot his favorite fox courier.

“Naked,” Kallias muttered as he sat where Nesta should have been. “Buck-ass naked. And they’re humans. Cauldron, it’s like being shown up by a pack of dogs.”

“In thongs,” someone else bitched. “Dogs in thongs.”

Cassian followed through on taking a drink this time, swallowing the burn, welcoming the heat in his gut. Okay, fine, it was a bit of a surprise to find that he kept going until the glass was empty, but hey, he had a lot to think about. On one level, the fact that his mate was watching a movie with her buddies, even if it did involve some nakey, really wasn’t a big deal.

On another level, he wanted to find the electrical box and cut the power to that part of the mansion.

Then torch the DVD. And the screen.

And take his mate to bed just to show her all the tricks he had over some actor in a - oh, Cauldron, a thong?

“It’s fine,” he heard himself say as he motioned to Az for a refill. “I mean, first of all, they love us - and second, it’s not like it’s an X rated -“

“They show a cock pump,” Helion said with a wide smile, like he was helping. “And in action. You know, it’s on a cock and it’s pumping-“

Kallias unsheathed a dagger from somewhere and pointed the thing a Helion’s head. “You keep talking like that and I’ma trim your hair. With my eyes closed.”

Helion laughed. “Yeah, whatever, big boy. I thought you had more mojo than to get worked up over something like this. You really that insecure?”

“You want insecure,” Kallias said. “I’ll make you-“

“Okay, okay,” Cassian cut in. “Leave it, Kallias. It’s fine, it’s great - they’re just enjoying themselves. What’s wrong with that? It’s not like they’re sleeping with the guy.”

“You sure about that?” Helion smiles. “You don’t think they’re fantasizing about-“

The collective growl that rose up from the males was so loud, it managed to agitate the crystals in the enormous chandelier hanging over the table. And the Lord of Day Court was an idiot, but he wasn’t stupid.

Moving slowly, like there were multiple guns pointed at him, he put his hands up in submission. “Sorry. Whatever. I’ll stop before all this lame-ass uncomfortability you bunch of morons are sporting kills me.”

“Wise choice,” Cassian said dryly. “Not that I wouldn’t mind hitting you right now. Although that’s not specific to this sitch.”

Helion went back to eating, shoving food in his face.

The other males weren’t so quick to do a reset on things, those narrowed eyes still trained on the male with the big mouth.

“Come on, boys, it’s fine.” Cassian said. He cut a piece of lamb off and put it in his mouth. “Mmmm. Delish.”

In reality, the stuff tasted like cardboard, but he made a show of the yummies. He couldn’t keep it up, though.

Two minutes later, he was shoving a full plate away and nursing his second whiskey. “Really. They should have a little independence. They don’t need to be locked at our hips. It’s about time they do something just for them. This is great.”

Next to him, Kallias glared. “Is it. You like the idea of Nesta looking at some other male’s junk?”

“It’s not X-rated-“ As his voice squeaked, he cleared his throat. “I mean, it couldn’t be…no, it’s not-“

“I already checked,” Lucien muttered. “They have the DVDs - they’re probably watching the extended, uncut versions.”

“So the strippers aren’t circumcised?” Helion put his palms up again before the growling got even worse. “Cauldron, you guys are SO damn touchy.”

Cassian shook his head and decided the prick was on his own. “So, yeah, I mean, a little gyrating - a pec pump or two. It’s nothing to get worked up over.” Gesturing to a servant by the door, he said, “Can I have a refill over here?”

“Of course. Would anyone care for dessert?”

Cassian glanced at Varian. “What do you say there, Vari?”

When Varian just swished his ginger ale around in his glass, Cassian cursed and said to the servant, “This one here will have some even if no one else does.”

“Bring me the dessert,” Varian spoke up.

The servant bowed. “But of course, sire. I shall fix you a plate-“

“No. I want the whole dessert. All of the cake and all of the ice cream.”

Annnnnnnnnnndd that was how Varian ended up with a morose audience of however many playing witness to his consuming fifteen small chocolate cakes and two gallons of vanilla ice cream.

It was like watching paint dry, except there was no chemical smell and the room was the same color before and after.

The good news was that the booze was doing its job, fuzzing out Cassian’s mind, making his body both numb and horny. “May I have another?” he asked a passing servant who was removing the final chocolate-smudged plate. “Thank you very much.”

When his glass came back, he pushed his chair away from the table. “I’m out. I’ve got some work to do.”

And no offense to any of them, but hanging around their vibe was just making him more depressed. Any more of this and he was going to start braiding the noose.

Walking out, he paused in the grand foyer. Looked up the stairs. Tried to imagine his Nesta ogling some actor in his underwear.

“Really, it’s fine. Good for her.”

He took his phone out and called up their text string. Hesitating, he thought he’d just send her something, you know, to remind her that….

Wow.

In years past, he would never have given a shit about something like this. Nesta wasn’t only the love of his life; she was a female of worth who would never cheat on him. And hello, it wasn’t like she’d checked into a seedy motel with the guy, for fuck’s sake. She was hanging with her friends just like he hung out with his.

This was ridiculous.

He was NOT the jealous type-

The sound of boots approaching had him glancing over his shoulder. It was Varian, and the male had a frothy glass of Alka-Seltzer in his hand.

Varian looked up the stairs. And dollars for dipshits, he was thinking exactly what Cassian was.

“I’m going up,” the male announced.

“Now wait, wait, wait.” Cassian grabbed that males huge forearm and squeezed. “It’s not like you can just burst in there.”

“Why not?”

“It’s girls’ night.”

“So I’ll put on a dress.”

“Fucking hell, Varian. REALLY?”

Next out were Kallias, Lucien and Azriel. And then everyone else, including Rhys and Thesan, who, in spite of not being officially mated, was right there along the hound-faced rest of them.

“We are NOT going up there,” Cassian announced. “We’re going to go play some pool, and get drunk, and talk about all the training we accomplished at the camps. We’re going to have a great fucking day - night, whatever the fuck it is. Now pick your balls up off the floor and let’s start behaving like men.”

*****

“He has skills. I’m just saying.”

As Viviane spoke up, the captivated audience that was focused on the big screen was in total, very unmuted agreement.

Nuan let out another of her now-trademark wolf whistles.

Amren cursed and threw more Milk Duds at the image, yelling, “Damn, son, you get that shit! You get it!”

Nesta just laughed again. She couldn’t decide what was more amusing, the movies or the company - probably the company. Although the humans were not hard on the eyes, she had to admit.

And then it was time for another round of hooting and hollering.

Cauldron, she couldn’t remember the last time she had laughed this hard. There was something about being with the girls that made the jokes both worse and better at the same time, and the giggling louder, and the silliness more stupid.

All of which was a very beautiful thing, as it turned out.

It also reminded her of how great it was to be accepted for exactly who she was, no external expectations laid on her, no shortfalls she hadn’t volunteered cutting her down. No judgement, just love.

Plus a number of naked guys who were almost as hot as her male? Not a hardship.

When the final scene was over and the credits started to roll, they clapped like the actors could hear them all the way out in California.

“Can you teach me how to whistle like that?” someone asked Nuan.

“You just put two lips around your fingers and blow,” the female replied.

“Isn’t that a line from a movie?” somebody else chimed in.

“Are they doing a third one-“

“Magic Mike Ginormous-“

“We need to watch one and two again first as prep - we’ve got a tradition to uphold-“

“Anybody see Nine and a Half Weeks lately-“

“What’s that-“

One by one, they stood up from the padded leather recliners and stretched in the dim, windowless room, backs cracking, shoulders unknotting. And it was funny - Nesta felt the urge to cut through the conversation and say something profound and meaningful, just to acknowledge the space they’d been in. But the right words didn’t come.

Instead, she said, “Hey, can we do this again?”

Then again, maybe that was exactly what she meant.

Well, what do you know, the peanut gallery was so on board: The rousing cheer was as loud as the hoots at the dance scenes, and the idea that this special time wasn’t a one-off made her feel a piercing kind of relief.

“I think we need a Chris Pratt marathon next. Guardians of the Galaxy,” Feyre said.

“Is that the guy with the brother?” Elain asked.

“That’s Hemsworth,” someone answered.

Starting the line for the departure up the middle aisle, Nesta wadded her empty Milk Duds box and made a rim shot with it into the trash. Abruptly, she realized that she couldn’t wait to see Cassian - and not because of all the scenes of half-naked bodies. She missed him - which was ridiculous, considering neither one of them had gone anywhere.

Heading for the door by the glass display of candy bars, she was smiling as she pushed open the -

“Dear…..God,” she blurted as she recoiled.

The hallway beyond was filled with the males of the house, all sitting on the floor with their backs to the bare walls, their legs stretched out, propped up, crossed at the knees or crossed at the ankles.

Apparently there had been quite a bit of drinking going on, empty bottles of vodka and whiskey littered around them, glasses in hands or on thighs.

“This is NOT as pathetic as it looks,” her Cassian pointed out.

“Liar,” Kallias muttered. “It so fucking is. I think I’m going to start knitting for reals.”

As the females emerged with her, each one of them registered shock, disbelief, and then wry amusement.

“Is it me,” one of the males groaned, “or did we just perform our own mass castration out here?”

“I think that just about sums this shit up,” somebody agreed. “I’m wearing panties under my leathers from now on. Anyone joining me?”

“Helion already does,” Kallias said as he got to his feet and went to Viviane. “Hey.”

While the other pairs found one another, Cassian smiled as Nesta came over to him and put out her hand to help him off the floor. As they embraced, he kissed her on the side of the neck.

“Are you out of love with me now?” he murmured. “Cuz I’m pussy-whipped?”

She leaned back in his arms. “Why? Because you pinned after me while I was watching a dirty movie with my girls that wasn’t all that dirty? I think it’s actually - and brace yourself - really pretty cute.”

“I’m still all male.”

As she rolled her body against him, she let out a mmmmmm as she felt his erection. “Yes, I can tell.”

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Thank you, @sparkleywonderful and @feysandsmut for the advice!

#feyre #rhysand #nesta #cassian #amren #varian #kallias #viviane #Morrigan #cresseida #nuan #lucien #Azriel #helion #elain #acotar #acomaf #acowar #fanfic

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booksbandspizza · 7 years

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A COURT OF WINGS AND RUIN - Pre-Release Discussion

So ACOWAR, the third and final book in Sarah’s A Court of Thorns and Roses series, is coming out soon. And I thought I should make a post discussing all my theories, and everything I’d like to happen in this book.

I do know that there will be novellas and some spin-off novels but when I say final, I mean the final book told from Feyre’s POV. Sarah did say that Rhys and Feyre’s character arc would be over by ACOWAR.

Anyway, onward with the discussion!

I’d like to discuss the things I’d like to happen first in this book and the likelihood of those things happening:

So since, I assume from the final chapters of ACOMAF, ACOWAR will be told alternate from Rhys and Feyre’s POV’s I think we’ll get to see the interactions going on at both the Spring and Night courts. So what do I want see?

Well for one, I want to see more interaction between the Inner Court and Feyre’s sisters. Particularly Nesta x Cassian interaction. Because they’re OTP.

I would also love to see Mor and Amren interact with Nesta and Elain, I feel those conversations would be interesting. A little heart to heart maybe?

I want to see Elain stand up for herself. Right now, she seems to be operating under the shade of Nesta’s umbrella of protection. But I want to see Elain make a decision that Nesta doesn’t approve of, (choosing to mate with Lucien, ahem ahem) and sticking with that decision because its hers. I just feel like underneath all that sweetness, Elain could be such a badass.

Lucien/Elain interaction. I want to see how Lucien’s sharp edges will clash with Elain’s softer, sweeter self.

A loving scene between Rhys and Feyre wherein Feyre draws or paints Rhys is very welcome. Please Sarah. My heart needs this.

I want to hear more about Rhys’ sister. We hear about his mother, but not his sister. We don’t even know her name. I hope Sarah will get into depth about her.

I want to see some badass humans. It’s something I doubt we’ll see, but all I hear is how humans are usually weak and afraid and blah blah. But what I want to see is a human who has zero fear for the fae, can hold their own against them in a fight, and takes no crap from them. That would be amazing.

MOR AND AZRIEL LOVE. PLEASE SARAH

I want to visit other courts, or even the lands beyond Prythian.

Nesta and Elain being as powerful as any High Lord. The two of them having mind-blowing powers would be interesting.

Okay, let’s move on to theories, because guys, I have a LOT.

Feyre’s mom is alive. Possibly. I don’t know, I feel like she’s shady as hell. I feel like she has something to do with all of this.

I bet Myriam and Drakon will be in this book. They were mentioned in ACOMAF and I feel like they have a role to play.

Nesta’s going to be the one to kill Hybern. Right now, we might think that Rhys or Feyre will do it, but I think Nesta will. In that scene in ACOMAF where she sort of flips off Hybern, that scene was prophetic. SHE WILL END HYBERN WITH HER FIRE POWERS.

Tarquin will definitely make up with Rhys. He was a great dude, they’ll become allies. (yay)

Cassian and Nesta are MATESSSSS

Lucien will be on Feyre’s side. He’ll convert I’m sure. Feyre will convert him to #TeamNightCourt

Some say Feyre’ll be pregnant. Now I doubt this theory, but it is possible. Sarah discusses childbirth and the rarity of it a bit. Also during that scene with The Bone Carver, Feyre sees an eight-year old boy with black hair and blue eyes. At first I thought it was young Rhys, but with this theory, possibly he could be the future son. Future High Lord.

I also bet we’ll catch a glimpse of the wings of Rhys’ mom and sister. It’s going to be at the Spring Court. IN TAMLIN’S ROOM I BET. THAT ASSHOLE.

We’ll finally get to see what Rhys’ beast form is. Maybe Feyre’ll be trapped or something and Rhys will yield to the beast to save her.

Lastly, I have here a list divided into three groups: People who BETTER NOT DIE, NEUTRAL, and THEY BETTER DIE.

BETTER NOT DIE:

Rhys

Feyre

Mor

Azriel

Cassian

Nesta

Elain

Lucien

Amren

NEUTRAL:

Tarquin

Cresseida

Varian

Tamlin

THEY BETTER DIE:

Hybern

Jurian

Kier

Ianthe

Erawan opps wrong series

#sarah j maas #acowar #acomaf #a court of wings and ruin #acotar #a court of thorns and roses #a court of mist and fury #rhysand #feysand #rhys #feyre archeron #feyre x rhysand #cassian x nesta #elain archeron #lucien x elain #mor x azriel #acowar theories #nesta archeron

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