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I really love the meeting of the brothers and the sisters, it really showed their dynamic and SJM's plan. I love how Elain immediately felt comfortable and safe with Azriel, even though she doesn't know him and even though he's fae.

Elain's voice wobbled as she noted the same thing and quickly said to him, "It it is very hard, you understand, to accept it." I realized the dark metal of her ring... it was iron. Even though I had told them about iron being useless, there it was. The gift from her Fae-hating soon-to-be-husband's family. Elain cast pleading eyes on Rhys, then Azriel, such mortal fear coating her features, her scent."We are raised this way. We hear stories of your kind crossing the wall to hurt us. Our own neighbor, Clare Beddor, was taken, her family murdered... Elain said, "It's all very disorienting." "I can imagine," Azriel said. Cassian flashed him a glare. But Azriel's attention was on my sister, a polite, bland smile on his face. Her shoulders loosened a bit.

Elain sat a little higher as she said to Cassian, "And as for Feyre's hunting during those years, it was not Nesta's neglect alone that is to blame. We were scared, and had received no training, and everything had been taken, and we failed her. Both of us."

I love this passage because it emphasizes a lot about their dynamic and their relationship later in the book. It shows how they're so compatible and good for each other. Elain was hesitating and afraid, explaining why it's not easy for them as humans to deal with the fae. When Azriel acknowledged her feelings, she got comfortable and even sat higher, speaking more confidently to Cassian. It's because Azriel made her feel heard and seen.

And then:

Elain said to Azriel, perhaps the only two civilized ones here, "Can you truly fly?" He set down his fork, blinking. I might have even called himself-conscious. He said, "Yes. Cassian and I hail from a race of faeries called Illyrians. We're born hearing the song of the wind." "That's very beautiful," she said. "Is it not-frightening, though? To fly so high?"

"It is sometimes," Azriel said. Cassian tore his relentless attention from Nesta long enough to nod his agreement. "If you are caught in a storm, if the current drops away.

After he showed understanding of her human feelings, she wanted to learn about him as a fae, and he was like, Hold on, let me give her the best explanation I can think of. It's always been like this between them. They make each other feel seen and understood.

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Getting handsy

Elriel 🔥

Art: Cori.vibe

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The desperation with which every Elriel anti fraction is trying to claim Truth Teller for them and the deafening silence around the fact that Azriel only ever willingly shared it with Elain Archeron. And she stepped out of the shadows and rammed Truth Teller into the Kings neck.

Not a princess, or a Lady, or a priestess, not Mor, or his High Lady, or a warrior,

Elain.

Elain didn’t need to be a Valkyrie, a Starborn, a fighter, a queen, a princess or lady Death. She wasn’t trained by Illyrian warriors. She didn’t know about the best way to handle a weapon.

She was just Elain.

And she was given Truth Teller by Azriel.

And that’s the story.

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The fact that Elain gave Azriel a Solstice present right in front of everyone because she thought of something sweet and helpful for him, and did not see anything wrong with others knowing she got him a gift.

The fact that Azriel kept that present on display on his night stand for a year.

The fact that exactly one year later, they had to exchange Solstice gifts privately in the dead of night because the tone had shifted that much between them, and they couldn’t stop touching each other while her mate was sleeping upstairs.

Insane.

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Elain being described as the prettiest sister

Azriel being described as the most beautiful brother

"Elain will wed for love and beauty"

Your honor, they are going to be front and center on every tabloid in Velaris.

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Friendly reminder that Azriel has a rebellious nature. He’ll follow and respect Rhys’ orders, but only for a short period of time. To think that he’ll stay away from Elain forever is not understanding his character.

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Wow this !!!! 😭🙌🥺

What is past is present: Azriel and Elain, Helion and Lady of Autumn Court

This post is going to be a long one. I will be talking about parallels between Helion - Lady of Autumn Court - Beron and Azriel - Elain - Lucien situation. How their relationships mirror each other, how the blood duel mentioned in ACOSF and ACOWAR will come to an end, but also how the first triangle was used as a plot device in ACOWAR. I believe it is not a coincidence that SJM decided to put these scenes and histories in the same book with such a short span of time passing between things happening on the pages of their story. I would like to say that this post is a pro Elriel meta, so if they are not your cup of tea please scroll past this. Many thanks to Gardening Tools, especially @silverlinedeyes !

We are going to start with the Lady of Autumn Court and the scene at the High Lord’s council. She is there with her husband, Beron and as the conversation surrounding Hybern increases in intensity, we are presented with a bit of background information about the Lady.

Lady of the Autumn Court had 2 sisters that died during Hybern's soldiers' attack. We got to see another family of three sisters, two of them dying for their sister. What's even more important is a mention of Hybern's war camps and how it's very unlikely for anyone to survive their time there.

Here Beron taunts Kallias by telling his mate that Hybern and his people probably torture and abuse women before killing them. (Please be sure to remember that because we're going to go back to this notion later in this post.)

Another big insight about Lady's life and this particular accident comes from no one else but Helion.

Few things that are very important to mention: - she had already given birth to a few of her children - Hybern directly attacked the estate they were in - her sisters let her run away because they loved her - she tried to fight and stay with them till they convinced her to run - the beasts sent by Hybern tailed her and finally cornered her in a trap

What Feyre says in this particular scene - about Helion knowing too many details holds great importance for the further quotes. We also get to know that, in fact, it was Helion who rescued the Lady - not only saved but found her. The setup, the build-up and the fact that it wasn't her "husband" that came for her are the main things I wish to bring attention to, as we are going to analyze different scenes from the same book with this knowledge.

He could have ended it differently, yet he didn't. Why? The question seems to be imprinted in Feyre's mind as she tries to connect the dots and points she was given, just like us readers. I do believe that what we are being presented with is the notion of the mating bond. Helion's rage at Lady's attack projects typical mate behavior - such as unnecessary violence against the ones who dared to hurt their mate. It also goes with the information of him finding her - how was that possible? Her husband wasn't there, it was Helion who essentially knew that something was wrong. How? Well, by applying the mating bond in this picture we can easily deduct few things: Helion probably felt her distraught through the bond, was able to locate her and save her.

Another insight given by Helion is about Lady's relationship with Beron. Not only it gives us information about her young age (cue to Rhysand's mother and how her young age was also brought up as something very disturbing and not in favour of some mating bonds), but also we get to know that her marriage was arranged. Just like the reader, Feyre is left with these very personal insights and detailed descriptions - so she presses Helion more, to speak, to see if her suspicions are correct.

Another person jumps into the conversation and it is Mor who hands the information of a possible romance between Lady and Helion. We learn that both of them met at an equinox ball before she was proposed with an arranged marriage with Beron. Feyre's curiosity is evident in the way she perks up at Mor's words. Helion on the other hand counter-attacks and provides us with the political background of the story. The Lady was basically left without a choice when it came to her love life.

Helion saved Beron's wife during the war. And Beron didn't know and still doesn't have an idea that it was Helion who saved the Lady.

Feyre tries to fish for more information - and Helion seems to be very reluctant to answer her question about his relationship with the Lady. It makes us think that, in fact, their relationship was somehow forbidden, being kept in secret. Moreover, what's even more interesting is the fact that we suddenly have a shift of focus on another person - Azriel. We are deliberately made aware of the fact that Azriel is listening to this important conversation.

We are starting to see Helion becoming slightly less humorous - Feyre can spot the difference between his usual self and the way he delivers his question. It suggests that the relationship and potential mating bond is a very touchy subject for him.

Their forbidden relationship went on for decades. They were secret lovers till Beron found about them. We see that contrast between the Lady with Helion - all brightness and smiles, Lady with Beron - withdrawn, timid, scared.

I clenched my teeth. “If you were her lover, why didn’t you stop it?” The wrong thing to say. Utterly wrong, by the dark fury that rippled across Helion’s face. “Beron is a High Lord, and she is his wife, mother of his brood. She chose to stay. Chose. And with the protocols and rules, Lady, you will find that most situations like the one you were in do not end well for those who interfere.”

Helion reacts with anger at Feyre's inquiry about his lack of participation in the case of the Lady's wellbeing. "Dark fury rippling across Helion's face" is also an interesting word choice. Again we are reminded that their romance was meant to end that way due to the notions of choice and politics.

“Beron never called you out for it?” “To publicly do so would be to admit that his possession made a fool of him. So we continue our little dance, these centuries later.” I somehow doubted that beneath that roguish charm and irreverence, Helion felt it was a dance at all.

Helion reminds us about politics that bind different Courts - in this case, we can easily see that the matter of choice in this example ends with Lady choosing duty over love. It also supplies us with an idea that if Helion would have wanted to fight for Lady he would need to participate in a blood duel. Yet, the Lady chose Beron - we don't know why Helion probably was left alone with the same question. However, by analyzing this situation I believe that Lady knew about the possibility of a blood duel happening she didn't want her potential mate to be hurt. So, in the end, she opted for a life in a loveless marriage with Beron. Furthermore, we have Rhysand and Feyre coming to the conclusion that Lucien is Helion's son - and he is the fruit of the loving relationship between Helion and the Lady.

What does this mean, though? Nothing—ultimately nothing. Other than the fact that Lucien might be Helion’s sole heir. And that … it changed nothing in this war. Especially not with Lucien on the continent, hunting that enchanted queen. A bird of flame … and a lord of fire. I wondered if they’d found each other yet.

The usage of the word "this war" is not a coincidence, as well as Rhysand's poor prediction of the future. Because as we know, right now - it changes a lot. Elain being his mate bounds him to the Night Court, so losing that relationship puts the Court at risk. Especially now, when Lucien doesn't know that Helion is his father. Another very important addition is the part about Lucien and Vassa. Feyre has prophetic tendencies and her thoughts about both Vassa and Lucien always focus on their... relationship. Not to mention that it was brought up after that whole conversation with Helion. With all these things above, I would like to move on to Elriel parallels. Starting with the Cauldron kidnapping Elain. Please bear in mind that this scene happens after the meeting with Helion, after learning about the story of Lady's and Helion's romance.

But Azriel asked softly, “What about Elain?”

The one who noticed that Elain was absent was Azriel, we can speculate whatever it was his intuition, his shadows, or perhaps some kind of feeling that made him aware of her absence. Yet, it's not a coincidence that another male character, the one who doesn't have an official mate is the only one who either felt/realized that she was taken. That's the first parallel I would love to bring to your attention - Helion was the one who found and rescued the Lady. Now, the situation is almost identical - Hybern attacks via Cauldron takes Elain to the war camps.

And what Hybern would do to Elain, might already be doing— From the shadows near the entrance to the tent, Azriel said, as if in answer to some unspoken debate, “I’m getting her back.” Nesta slid her gaze to the shadowsinger. Azriel’s hazel eyes glowed golden in the shadows. Nesta said, “Then you will die.” Azriel only repeated, rage glazing that stare, “I’m getting her back.”

Azriel reacts with rage, a silent debate raging within him. He is battling something deep inside him, which is obstructed from the reader's point of view. I wonder why? He is the one who swears to find her and rescue her. Also, worth mentioning how Feyre seems to realize the graveness of the situation - as if she can remember the conversation she had with Helion about what happened with sisters of the Lady of Autumn Court. War camps. Nobody would walk away from them alive.

We looked to Rhys, to Cassian and Nesta, to Mor—right as she appeared, breathless, between the tent flaps. Her eyes went to me, then the shadowsinger, and flared with shock and fear—

In this scene we also have Mor. Mor was present during Helion's conversation and gave input about their love and forbidden relationship. Mor that possess the power of Truth. Is it possible that Mor knew about the mating bond between Helion and the Lady? Is it possible that Mor knows about the truth of the mating bond between Lucien and Elain? Does Mor know about the potential mating bond between Azriel and Elain? There are so many questions and we don't get an answer. Mor keeps secrets, which is understandable yet it provides a whole new aspect of Mor being the one who realizes what's happening. (Not to mention that Mor is always present when Elain is with Lucien, assessing them.)

Screaming. A shadow gripped my shoulder, reminding me not to run. Ianthe would not run—would not show alarm. My mouth went dry as that scream sounded again. I couldn’t bear it—to let it go on, to see what was being done— Azriel’s shadow-hand grasped my own, tugging me closer. His rage rippled off his invisible form.

It is Azriel who reacts once again with - rage. At the thought of Elain being tortured, abused, or being killed. Feyre can't stomach the idea of what is happening to her sister in this war camp.

I could feel Jurian’s smile against my ear. “She’s in his tent. Chained with steel and a little spell from his favorite book.” Shit. Shit. Perhaps I should have gotten Helion, who could break almost any—

The mention of Helion is such a beautiful parallel. We, as readers, are amidst a rescue mission. A situation that was very similarly described few chapters before, a situation in which it was Helion in Azriel's shoes. In the past it was - Helion and Lady, here in the "future" we have - Azriel and Elain. The same circumstances - Hybern attack/Hybern powers, three sisters, and the only one is targeted, a savior that isn't husband/mate finding and rescuing the girl.

Azriel gently removed the gag from her mouth. “Are you hurt?” She shook her head, devouring the sight of him as if not quite believing it. “You came for me.” The shadowsinger only inclined his head.

I could write a whole meta about this quote because it's ridden with such enormous parallels and foreshadowing. Let's start with the simplest one, which is the word "devour". It has very strong connections to physicality, it basically means that Elain greedily took him in, he was her focal point at that moment. Also, the following addition of her not quite believing that, in fact, it is Azriel who arrived before her - she hadn't expected him to rescue her and you may be wondering why? It all beautifully goes with the idea of two mates/true mates theories - what is making me say this with so much certainty? Well, first of all, ACOWAR is full of descriptions of how a healthy mating bond works, for example, Feysand one. It's a bridge connecting two souls through which our emotions, thoughts can be perceived for the other person.

Find me, find me, find me, I tried shouting down that bond. But my mate’s wry voice didn’t answer. There was only the roaring void.

This happens at the begging of ACOWAR when Feyre tries to communicate with Rhysand through their mating bond. I find it very interesting that throughout the whole book the trope of "finding your true love, significant other" is very persistent. This brings me back to the theory that both Azriel and Helion heard their mates' cries of help and that's how they were able to rescue them and find them. In addition to that Elain's "you came for me" is striking so many questions. What does she mean? Why is she so docile and peaceful? As if she somehow had an idea that someone will come for her - did she perhaps inwardly call through the mating bond? This, again, brings us to another parallel - Beron doesn't know that it was Helion who rescued the Lady. Lucien doesn't know that it was Azriel who saved Elain - which, we really don't know if he even felt/knew that something has happened.

The hounds closed in, two breaking away—to cut to the side. To herd us. For that was a cliff at the other edge of the camp. A cliff with a very, very long drop, and unforgiving river below.

I'm bringing this up because the setting is oddly familiar with the run of Lady of Autumn's one. The isolated place, a trap etc.

Azriel’s roar echoed off the rocks as the hound slammed into him, dragging those shredding talons down his spine, his wings— The girl screamed, but Elain moved. As Azriel battled to keep them airborne, keep his grip on them, my sister sent a fierce kick into the beast’s face. Its eye. Another. Another. It bellowed, and Elain slammed her bare, muddy foot into its face again. The blow struck home. With a yelp of pain, it released its claws—and plunged into the ravine.

Parallel on parallel. We have Hybern's beasts, we have a similar setting again and fight. What is different, however, is that in Helion's case it was solely him that destroyed beasts while rescuing the Lady. Here, however, it is Elain that fights against beasts - she who had never trained, she who is a gardener is fighting against evil. She is kicking as the beasts hurt Azriel. She took the initiative and killed the beast at that moment when they previously hurt Azriel. Also, the most beautiful comparison in my opinion is the fact that after Elain knocks the beast it falls down the ravine, dying. It is somehow very symbolic that Elain kills the beast that falls into the ravine, whereas Lady of Autumn is stuck in the ravine as beasts approach her and it is the moment when Helion saves her.

The gray light of morning had broken over the world, mist clinging to our ankles as we headed into that camp, Azriel still cradling Elain to his chest. He dripped blood behind him the entire time—a trickle compared to the torrent that should be leaking out.

After that intense battle, they arrive in the safety, but Azriel still holds on Elain even if he himself is bleeding all over the place.

Rhys lunged for Azriel, taking Elain from him and gently setting my sister down. Azriel rasped, swaying on his feet, “We need Helion to get these chains off her.” Yet Elain didn’t seem to notice them as she rose up on her toes and kissed the shadowsinger’s cheek.

Another mention of Helion in that very parallel setting. He was very present during the rescue mission, which is a neat way of showering the audience with foreshadowing. If I wanted to indulge even more in the symbolism of this scene, I would point out that the chains on Elain are very symbolic as well. They could either mean the restrain of her powers, but also the chains of the "lack of freedom", "lack of choice". Being freed by both Azriel and Helion is something that I believe is very important to remember while waiting for the next book. Because even if Elain is a mirror to Lady - Elain will change the course of her story. Elain is going to choose love over duty, she will choose Azriel - which ends with them discovering that, in fact, the bond was there from the beginning. Helion getting rid of those chains is also a metaphor for what is to come. He will break Lady's chains by fighting with Beron during the blood duel. In this timeline, Azriel and Elain are symbolism of healthy love, mating bond, freedom of choice. Lucien doesn't mirror Beron, because he himself doesn't want to be with Elain since both of them don't feel comfortable with each other, they are making each other miserable. Not to mention the fact that their mating bond is... very weak and through the ACOWAR and ACOSF we see that it is different from the true mating bonds that are present in the universe. Azriel-Elain-Lucien triangle will break the past wheel of unhappiness and forced love, changing it by their own rules of free choice. As for Helion-Lady-Beron love story, if I may be so bold, the blood duel is going to happen and Beron will die - freeing Lady and Helion from him and politics that kept them away. If you are still not sure if these two situations are foreshadowing I would love to put this quote as the ending of this very long meta.

Azriel shrugged. “We—Rhys, Cass, and I—will occasionally remind each other that what we think to be our greatest weakness can sometimes be our biggest strength. And that the most unlikely person can alter the course of history.”

And as you can guess, that very unlikely person who altered the course of history in ACOWAR was Elain when she killed King of Hybern.

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Thinking about Elriel secretly holding hands in the hall of the River House.

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I am very grateful for the forbidden love that Rhys set in motion, but I live for the day that Feyre will have his balls for putting himself between Elriel and robbing me That KISS.

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Here is part 2! Thanks everyone for taking the time to read this mess 😅 sorry again for grammar mistakes lol enjoy 💕

THE LONGEST NIGHT 

Part 2 

"Elaine."

She feels him rather than hears him. 

The outer rush of joy and happiness and a little bit of arousal that shoots through their bond makes her coil into herself. 

Looking down at her feet probably isn't the best type of greeting to any guest but she could care less. 

However, she looks up and gives a little nod to the male and takes refuge on the floor by the crackling fire, spreading warmth into the room. A good two feet away from Lucien. 

She can't help but do her usual routine of looking out the window, uninterested in the fire lord and whatever he has to say. 

Elaine doesn't understand why he continues to come and visit. Does he not feel the awkwardness? 

Does he not get it? That she doesn't want him. 

And there it is. She can't help but feel a twinge of sadness and regret for that thought. 

She doesn't have anything against Lucien; 

they could have possibly been good friends. 

Not mates.  Never mates. 

Whenever Elaine does look into Lucien's eyes she feels herself getting sick, for she sees the love that shines through them.

The love, the longing that flickers between the bond and it smoothes over her skin like a soft caress. It terrifies her like her mind and body will betray her in some way. 

She does not ever want to lead the male on, she feels how strong his affections are for her. 

Perhaps someday Elaine will find the courage to tell him how she feels and that they can never be. 

But for now, looking out the window will have to do. 

A little wail from Nyx makes Elaine turn towards her sister but she instead finds her lap empty. 

A soft ember glow glints in her peripheral vision and looks to see Lucien holding the giggling babe as Nyx tries to grab his big hand that shines with a fire-like glow through the male's skin. 

Lucien lets Nyx capture his big hand in his two little ones, and he slowly brings it to his small slobbery mouth, his eyes crystal curious blue as he looks into the ember light. 

"Well, that could come in handy."

Feyre mutters as she yawns leaning back into the wooden rocker she's sitting in.

Elaine can't hold back the smile as she sees her nephew's eyes slump closed as his little fingers hold the males hand to his face. 

"And he's out for the count. 

Lucien, I must know the trick to that." 

Her sister looks at her son adoringly as he snoozes while Lucien gently rocks him from side to side.

"My mother used to do this to me when I was small. It's calming and warm."

Feyre hums as she says; 

"Lucien, you need to visit here more often than. Especially when my little one starts teething."

Elaine's heart starts to thump in tandem with Lucien's as he gazes up at her and gives a small hesitant smile. 

"I'd love to."

Feyre cringes slightly since she meant it as a joke. Even though Lucian is and will always be a good friend and will always be welcomed here. But she knows her sister Elaine, and she knows how devastated she is over this mating bond between the two.

She didn't mean to make things more awkward but the terror on Elaine's face says it all as she jumps up from her corner by the fireplace. 

"I'll go make some tea."

Elaine says blandly and all but sprints to the kitchen where she can finally breathe air that isn't filled with the scent of him.

She starts rummaging through the cabinets for tea cups and herbs when her hand starts to shake. 

She grasps her shaking fingers which are like ice to the touch. 

She needs out. Out of here. 

She looks to the kitchen back entrance and doesn't give it a second thought when she scrambles out of it. 

Making sure to shut the door softly, she then runs to the fields where hills and hills are seen far beyond the horizon. 

The frigid breeze tickles her overheated skin, her hair loose and free and she keeps running. 

She only stops when she no longer feels him. Looking back at the house she sees how small it got from how far she ran, her breaths coming in fast. 

She tips her head back, letting the sun's rays sprinkle life back into her skin and bones. 

Eyes squinting she looks up to the sky, it's clear for the most part, the color a yellowish orange as the sun will start to dip behind the mountains soon. If only she had wings like her brother-in-law and baby nephew, she would fly up and up. Never would she want to touch the ground. She would fly beyond those mountains, maybe even touch a cloud. 

But she doesn't have wings and she is somewhat afraid of heights. But to feel that freedom. Not that she feels like a prisoner here. She loves living in this house with her sister and family. But sometimes she wonders what her life can be like outside of these walls. 

"He's gone, Elaine. You can come back to the house now. And I would really like some tea when you do." 

Feyre says into her mind with a slight chuckle that makes Elaine huff out a laugh. 

As Elaine starts to trek back she can't shake the feeling of someone or something watching her. 

She looks behind her to the dark woodlands a few yards from her. 

She turns back, not seeing anything and continues on. 

But the tingle in the back of her neck never leaves with every step she takes back home. 

By the time she makes it back it's dark and cold. 

She slams the back entrance to the kitchen shut and locks it. 

"Where've you been, girl?" 

Amren stands in the kitchen, leaning against the counter, a glass of wine in her hand. 

"Your cheeks are as red as my drink." 

"It got a little cold once the sun went down." 

Elaine answered as she sniffled from her runny nose, both her hands rubbing together for some warm friction. Amren grabs another wine glass from the cabinet and pours red liquid into the crystal, handing it over to Elaine. 

She takes it, nodding her thanks and gulps the bitter red. Amren chuckles at the face Elaine makes from the drink. 

"Do you prefer tea? Or juice." 

"I like white better. It's sweeter." 

Amren hums and continues to study her while sipping from her glass. Elaine again finds herself looking down at her feet. Amren can make one squirm, and she doesn't like the way she looks at her with knowing eyes. Like Elaine, herself is made out of glass and she can see her every thought. Who she really is. 

Maybe she can. 

"You shouldn't be out there in the dark like that." 

"Why not?"

"Do you believe in monsters, girl?" 

Does she believe in monsters? What a silly question. I mean, she's a made Fae for goodness sake. She believes there are evil strong creatures that walk about in different parts of the earth and the universes. And she has learned that humans can be monsters when money and power is involved. Faes too. But she shakes her head and starts to move out of the kitchen until Amren's parting words stop her in her tracks. 

"You should. They are closer than you think, and know more than you could possibly learn." 

She moves into the dining hall where she hears Cassian's always loud bellowing. Elaine's mouth waters when she smells the aroma of the spread on the table. But her spine stiffens as she smells a certain scent she hasn't smelled in some months. 

Azriel

(Comment your thoughts and if you want more of this?) 🖖

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Okay here's a little Elriel fanfic.

I wanted to start off right after the Azriels POV in SF so let me know if y'all liked it and want to read more? It not the best but I have these certain scenes in my head that I want to share lol sorry for some grammar mistakes 😬

THE LONGEST NIGHT

Three months.

It's been three months and 20 days since Elaine has seen the shadowsinger.

That night on Calstice when she waited for everyone to go into their rooms, waited for the house to quiet down.

Waited for him.

She knew he would.

She noticed how Azriel doesn't sleep all that much, or perhaps he doesn't sleep much at all.

She knew he would be roaming the halls, keeping watch- always on guard.

It's become somewhat of a tradition that she gifts him something somewhat of a gag.

She would do anything to hear him laugh, see that smile that one's seldom gets to see.

She didn't expect the night to go the way that it did, neither of them really.

Azriel knew it was wise to wait to give her that precious neckless. But knew it was still foolish.

Foolish of him to put the neckless on her at her request. To linger, to touch her soft skin. Oh how soft her skin was.

The kiss they almost shared. She would dream about that moment for the years to come. The shadowsingers eyes has already invaded her nights when she's alone.

When her hand slips between her thighs. Her gaze always finds the darkest, shadowy part of her room and pretends it's him, watching her as she writhes for him, comes for him.

She is always a little self conscious. Like Azriel could actually know what she does, that she imagines him, that his name is the only thing she whimpers .

A crash sounds and she's snapped out of that day dream to find herself in the kitchen, broken glass at her feet.

Her thoughts dissipate quickly as she feels it.

Her stomach coils and her throat tightens.

Her mate. Lucien.

She can feel him, smell him as the bond between them snap into to place like the perfect piece to a puzzle.

Elaine always knows when he is near, and he has made it a point to visit here more often than she'd like.

She dropped her favorite bowl. And now she has to make a new batch of dough.

She can hear Lucien being let in and feyre talking to him loudly. Like she giving her a que to get her ass in there to say hi to her mate. She sighs as she starts to pick up the broken glass and placing it into a thick towel.

"Elaine."

Feyre stalks into the kitchen, surveying the mess while Nyx is in her arms fussing.

"Yeah. Sorry I ... "

"Are you okay?"

Elaine looks up to see her sisters grimace, with wide eyes. She bounces My nephew on her hip, his little dark wings flapping as his cries turn to giggles.

"I'm fine."

She tries to smile but finds her muscles stiff. Feyre looks at her with concern and sadness but immediately plasters a bright smile on her face.

"Let me help you- "

"Feyre get back, this is really sharp glass.

I got it."

Elaine continues to pick up the shards as Feyre watches her.

"Well, I just wanted to let you know-"

"I know. I'll be out there in a few."

Feyre takes in Elaine's expression less words and goes back into the living room where Lucien awaits.

She takes the towel full of the broken glass and discards it and cleans up her dough off the marble floor.

Elaine takes a deep breath as she makes her way out of the kitchen to where her Lucien and Feyre are.

Part 2 coming if you like ?

[teenageoperatorfreakbandit]

Man I totally agree with you 💯💯 I really hate how Elaine is being left behind like we need her book!!! And I am honestly upset of how she treats Azriel too!

Negativity ahead.

I won't lie friends, I am SO bitter about Nesta being hyped up for years before the release of her book but almost two years later SJM is still recycling the same content and won't say a single thing to make people excited for the future and Elain's book. Elain is being swept under the rug over and over and any info about her is treated like a state secret, and for what?

I'm also done with people acting like SF is the freaking bible and the best book in the series when it is frankly the weakest. I feel a bit bad for saying this but I do not care about SJM's personal life, I wish her the best but I'm here for her stories and characters and I'm not interested in learning how much she self inserted in Nesta story especially when it resulted in pages upon pages of breathing techniques, yoga sessions and stair climbing.

I'm bitter about Nesta's treatment of Feyre being erased and her getting a found family who "loves her for who she is, the good and the bad" when her actual sisters never stopped loving her even when they were all at their lowest. Her friendship with the Valkyries was sweet but implying they're her real sisters is such a disrespect toward Feyre and Elain.

I'm not confident about the way SJM seems to be taking her writing. How is it that she supposedly write adult books now but everything since CC1 seems more childish? Even though she's expending her worlds the eerie vibes of ACOTAR/ACOMAF and even TOG seem lost and everything feels romcom-ish.

So yeah. I'll read the next releases and I'm not giving up but I've definitely lost a lot of enthusiasm.

[teenageoperatorfreakbandit]

“That’s the thing about introverts; we wear our chaos in the inside where no one can see it.”

— Michaela Chung

[teenageoperatorfreakbandit]

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PPEDRO PASCAL APPRECIATION WEEK 2022 (2021)

day 2 | emoji association: 👯 (Pedro almost sharing the same names in several of his projects)

[teenageoperatorfreakbandit]

"Well ...that was fun"

Triple Frontier cast eating snacks from around the world and Pedro being a whole fu*king meal himself