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outlaw cowboy tamlin for the deranged and unhinged (me and you 🤝)

i had a saddle on the horse but the ppl have spoken and claim tamin rides te horse bareback, and so i follow the ppl....

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Chapter 22 of A Court of Brittle Thorns is out!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/57744577/chapters/168821743

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I use them so much wtf.

"If you use em dash in your works, it makes them look AI generated. No real human uses em dash."

Imaging thinking actual human writers are Not Real because they use... professional writing in their works.

Imagine thinking millions of people who have been using em dash way before AI becomes a thing are all robots.

REBLOG IF YOU'RE A HUMAN AND YOU USE EM DASH

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ACOSF RANT/Nesta intervention rant!!!

I would just like to point out that Feyre is a POS when it came to that “intervention” to “help” Nesta…

Remember when Feyre said that Nesta had a CHOICE between a death sentence in the mortal lands or incarceration, torment, harassment & forced military training in the HoW…well Feyre lied not a few seconds later by then saying to Nesta

“you’re going even if you have to be tied up & hauled there” - Feyre, Chp 2, Pg 34

So I thought Nesta had a choice?…so what you’re telling me is that Feyre & of course Rhysand had no intentions of letting Nesta choose because they (more so Rhysand) wanted to CONTROL her

“If my sister cannot be CONTROLLED, then why should we have the rights to rule over anyone else” - Feyre, Chp 2, Pg 34

But again I thought Nesta had a choice?…I thought this was about helping her become better, be better?

“Oh so it’s about you saving face—“ Nesta, Chp 2, Pg 34

“It’s about how it reflects upon me, upon Rhys and upon my court when my damned sister spends our money on wine and gambling and does nothing to contribute to this city” Feyre, Chp 2, Pg 34

But you all only have a problem now because of WHERE Nesta is choosing to drink & gamble because of the TYPES OF PEOPLE Nesta is choosing to fuck and because CASSIAN ISN’T ONE OF THOSE PEOPLE, what does Feyre contribute to The Night Court? Can someone please tell me what Feyre’s title of High Lady actually entails her to do? I need specifics…oh that’s right no one can give an actual answer beyond the shit she said & assumed Tamlin wanted from her (which btw is just standard ruling lady of court things), again this isn’t about helping Nesta it’s about their image as Feyre oh so beautifully stated above 👆🏾 it’s about controlling her & trying to hone her into a weapon, it’s about Feyre getting payback for how Nesta spoke/treated her when she was human.

“I won’t be your prisoner—“ - Nesta, Chp 2, Pg 35

Feyre did in fact make Nesta a prisoner…the very same thing she swore blind she hated when Tamlin sealed her in the Spring Court manor & swore she would never be put through again & oh now look at her…doing worse than what Tamlin did & yes I say worse than what Tamlin did because Feyre was in there for all of a few seconds before Mor came in saving her like a prince/ss in shining armour & she the damsel in distress, not to mention Feyre would have been in the manor for what?…a day? & Nesta is in there indefinitely until she has the most physical strength to leave?…she put her sister in a cage, a gold plated gilded cage.

“No. You can go wherever you wish…if you manage to make it down those ten thousand steps” - Feyre, Chp 2, Pg 35

Don’t you just love it when your jailer taunts you knowing physically, mentally/psychologically you’re not in a place to be forcing yourself down 10,000 steps just to have a bit of freedom, oh how endearing Feyre is…SIKE.

I would like to point out that Feyre was sealed in the manor of Spring Court for no more than a few seconds & look at how she reacted but then thinks that Nesta should be grateful for being locked in there for an untold amount of time & furthermore can you imagine being “gifted” your prison as a thank you for saving my mates, son & my own life…I can’t believe the Feysand stans support them.

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Ya'll have no idea how much this applies to me lmao.

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Reblog if you’re grateful for your commenters <3

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TAMLIN WEEK MASTER LIST: DAY 7

Tamlin Week 2025 went out with a bang, with 50 submissions! Thank you to everyone who participated, either by creating works or supporting creators. The spirit of Tamlin is strong!

As always, if ever we missed your post, please let us know so we can reblog and add you to the list! We will never intentionally ignore a post. Make sure you're tagging @tamlinweek too! We also accept late submissions for previous days as well.

We want to especially highlight Calanmine, the amazing dating sim created by @copypastus, @thrumbolt, and @highlordofkrypton.

GENERAL TAMLIN

Tamlin Week Deleted Scene by @thornsinwinter

A World In Us by @songofthesibyl

Burning the Memories by @shi-daisy

TAMLIN/RHYSAND

In the Devil's Deck by @sonics-atelier

Ichor by @umthisistheonlyusernamenottaken

How Green Was My Valley? by @fourteentrout

Are you my mate? by @lifeisabiscuit

TAMLIN/LUCIEN

Horror and the Wild by @thornsinwinter

TAMLIN/ERIS

Dreaming of Love by @matrixsss

TAMLIN/NESTA

The Blood Waltz by @sonics-atelier

TAMLIN/TAMLIN'S BROTHERS

like a jaybird by @tamlincest

TAMLIN/RHYSAND'S SISTER

Caught in the Act by @zoy999zoy

The Lost Queen Among the Stars by @booksnwriting

TAMLIN/RUHN

The Date of the Century by @room217prayer

TAMLIN/NYX

The Great Stroopwafel Incident by @sonics-atelier

TAMLIN/FEYRE, TAMLIN/LUCIEN

Made In His Image by @achaotichuman

TAMLIN/READER

Across the time by @mika-no-sekai-blog

A Fox in the Manor by @wildlupinewrites

GENERAL TAMLIN

genderfluid Tamlin by @herrinarte

forest fairy princess by @l1mmerencee

Tam's happy ending by @lzrsaugust

Cowboy Tamlin by @pitohiu

Hades Tamlin by @geniemillies

Hair tree Tamlin by @ejkreader

Moody Tamlin by @themadmorrigan

Tamlin Portrait by @lunamond

Hogwarts House by @claws-and-all

Follow the Emerald Star by @arson-09

Silly Beast by @olenvasynyt

Which Medieval Tamlin Cat Are You? by @jadedbugart, @bonecarversbestie, @themadmorrigan, and @olenvasynyt

Tamlin as a medieval cat by @jadedbugart

cursed medieval lion Tamlin by @themadmorrigan

Medieval Tamlin doodles by @bonecarversbestie

TAMLIN/RHYSAND

The Return of Wormlin by @taymartiart

TAMLIN/BRIAR

Tamlin and Briar by @luciensdefenseattorney (commissioned by @booksnwriting)

TAMLIN/ORIGINAL CHARACTER

For Love, For Spring by Kannamora (commissioned by @valentinevar)

GENERAL TAMLIN

Tamlin Edits by @spore-loser

TAMLIN/ERIS

Dreaming of Love moodboard by @matrixsss

TAMLIN/NYX

look at me like I'm the sun by @praetorqueenreyna

GENERAL TAMLIN

Tamlin in Faerûn by @therrookie

Thank you to Tamlin Week by @sonics-atelier

It's official! by @matrixsss

Picrew compilation by @copypastus

Favorite Blonde Boy Playlist by @comexwhatxmay

The Tamlin Berate-Yourself Press Tour by @sonics-atelier

Tiny clay Tamlin by @claws-and-all

Tamlin Healing Arc Playlist by @songofthesibyl

Love Nikki Tamlin by @alizangc

Tips from Tamlin by @booksnwriting

TAMLIN/RHYSAND

Once Upon a Spring Night: A Tamsand Playlist by @lainalit

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Can someone explain to me the logic of Rhysand working with Amarantha, and why I’m supposed to find it brave and selfless?

Seven High Lords on the continent yet none bowed low enough to work with her—except one. Rhysand sold himself into her slavery, turned himself into her pet dog and committed countless crimes in her name for fifty years, murdered children and innocent people in her name. All to protect Velaris—a city nobody even knew existed. Is it selfless or just plain stupid, to sell your soul for a city no one was even looking for?

Explain to me the logic in this. Please. The other High Lords inarguably had more to lose: families, bloodlines, entire courts instead of just one city. Velaris and its citizens are no more deserving of the blood Rhysand spilt to protect it than Adriata or Artemisia or any cities of Dawn, Spring, Winter, or Autumn. Yet, not a single other High Lord bowed to Amarantha’s whims. They were her hostages, but they were never her slaves. Unlike him. Three High Lords and their bloodlines wiped completely off Prythian in their defiance of her, yet somehow it’s Rhysand who is deserving of praise?

Was it bravery or cowardice that led him into her service? He had enough time and magic to erect a shield around Velaris, to wipe clean everyone’s memories of the Inner Circle. That’s more than what everyone else had, when they were all stuck hostages Under the Mountain. That’s more than what Tamlin got with his fifty year curse, when he had to send countless men over the border to die in his defiance of Prythian’s wretched self-proclaimed High Queen.

Power? Freedom? What exactly did Rhysand do with those little movements Amarantha allowed? He didn’t rule, didn’t orchestrate a rebellion, didn’t find intel on how to take down Amarantha from the inside. In fact, he seemed more than content to sit on his ass like everyone else while Tamlin tried to break the curse. So what exactly did those countless moments of hurt and pain and trauma bought Rhysand, hmm? Nothing more than anything else the rest of Prythian got.

Night was a dumpster fire because both Hewn City and Illyria were given too much freedom. Velaris was locked away as it had been for 5000 years. And Rhysand a mass murderer and a criminal, on top of being Amarantha’s consensual non-consensual sex slave too.

So really, what exactly did Rhysand’s whole deal with Amarantha do, beyond making him miserable?

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I got this to work perfectly on my steam deck using an application called Wine 🍷 that loads exe files on Linux.

The game is beautiful and I'm in awe of the amazing job everyone did. You are all so incredibly talented!

To finish this year's @tamlinweek the High Lord of Spring cordially invites you to celebrate the Calanmai at his Court! Enjoy the festivities and spend the night with some of Prythian's most famous faces~

Get to know and flirt with them as you discover the many hidden surprises that await you in CalanMine - a free and fully playable ACOTAR Dating Simulator Game.

All you need is a Laptop or PC (sorry, it is not available for mobile).

DOWNLOAD CALANMINE HERE!

Credits Sprite & CG art & Programing: @copypastus BG art: @thrumugnyr Writing: @highlordofkrypton Additional Support: @zenkindoflove@, Yassy Joestar, @praetorqueenreyna Music & Sound Effects: freesound and pixabay (full list available in the in-game credits)

This is a non-profit fan game made out of pure love for the source material. No money was involved in any part of its creation. The original characters and plot are the property of Sarah J. Maas and Bloomsbury.

Click here for the FAQ

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“but tamlin didn’t try to teach feyre anything” what is this then?????? all of it is from ch 2-4 of acomaf

she didn’t like it nor cared for it but funny how rhysand came into the picture, started to make her do it, she did a 180 on it and started to care about these things

and this is what feyre’s life is now- spending rhysand’s money, wearing gowns, hosting parties and gets off on being bowed to

important bonus;

tamlin introduced to her to his friends, the friends who had fought with him and she didn’t care but with inner circle….. well suddenly she did

look, she’s allowed to change her mind. maybe all she needed was the right worse guy but as always with feyre there’s this rewriting of the narrative, here it’s; tamlin only treated her like his pet. but he didn’t. once he had treated her like a lady

we all know once rhysand started taking feyre away it all went to hell, i’m not denying that

im simply saying that tamlin had wanted feyre to be apart of all of his life and court beyond someone to warm his bed, he wanted her to know his friends, his court and the joy, he tried to teach her things

this idea that tamlin wanted feyre to be submissive lil wife is literally not it in canon,

edit to add; tamlin was once okay with her learning how protect herself despite what lanthe had said and despite what later feyre thinks of him

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For Love, For Spring

Celebrating @tamlinweek with another commissioned piece from Kannamora where Tamlin is happy and in love 💖

This fanart is based on a scene from my fanfic "A Court of Brittle Thorns" chapter 20.

You can read the excerpt below:

That night, Tamlin said nothing—just took her hand and led her through the heart of the Spring Court. Past fields beginning to green again, through glens and wildflower hollows, into the thickest part of the forest where the trunks grew wide as towers and the light filtered down like falling petals.

There, untouched by war or weather, shimmered a silver pool.

It wasn’t water. Not quite. Amawyn had been here before—once, perhaps a century and a half ago, when the world was still young and Andras had dared her to race him through the woods—but now, it was as though she were seeing it for the first time.

The pool glittered under the open sky, not reflecting starlight but seeming to become it—each ripple catching colors that weren’t present in the world around them. Blue, pink, and glimmering silver danced like constellations being born anew.

She stepped forward without waiting, shedding her clothes in slow, deliberate movements until her bare skin was kissed by the chill of the spring air. Her jet-black hair spilled around her like a silk gown as she moved, waist-deep into the shimmering surface.

Tamlin didn’t follow her—not yet. He only watched, letting her rediscover the lake, letting her move like something sacred.

“My father always said this spring was connected to the magic of the Spring Court,” Amawyn murmured, her voice soft with memory. “The consistency does feel similar to the underground water of the Calanmai caves… but this,” she said, her eyes sweeping over the luminous surface, “this reflects more. It breathes more.”

The lake seemed to stir beneath her feet.

The water—if it could be called that—seemed to rise to meet her, brushing along her skin with a touch like silk and velvet, warm despite the night, ancient despite its light. It welcomed her when she went deeper. It called to her.

She leaned back, letting herself float, her body relaxed and open, hair fanning around her like a dark halo, the peaks of her breasts catching the moonlight. And then—without warning—the pool shifted.

The silver gave way to gold.

The change was slow, reverent. As if the pool had recognized her not just as a guest, but as something kin. The magic of the Spring Court enfolded her, accepted her. Claimed her.

Tamlin watched, still as stone. Watched the water change, watched her shine, watched the soft light wrap around every inch of her body. It was not lust that struck him in that moment, but something closer to worship. As if the land had reached up to bless her, and he was witnessing a coronation spoken in light.

And then—something stirred. Not within them, but within the pool. It brushed against him slowly, like the curl of ivy around stone, like the first threads of spring moss waking beneath snowmelt. Magic old and immense and quiet, winding through the clearing like a breath being drawn. It recognized her, and it recognized him.

The power that lived beneath the forest floor, that slept in roots and rivers and hollow hills, had begun to rise—not as an alarm, not as a warning, but as a welcome. Tamlin felt it in the soles of his feet, in the low hum of power that tugged at the base of his spine. The same magic that kissed Amawyn’s skin now reached for him as well—tentative at first, then bolder, like a memory remembered at last.

And he understood.

This place did not belong to him alone, not anymore. Not just to the bloodline of Spring’s High Lords, not just to the thrones or the crowns or the ancient rites. It belonged to them, together. To the court, yes—but also to the bond. To the two of them, whose magic twined like vines in bloom. To the love that had not asked for power, but had earned it anyway.

So Tamlin stepped forward, the surface of the pool lapping at his ankles, warm as sunlight and thick with that strange, silken weight that was not water. With each step he took, the glow beneath the surface deepened. What had begun as gold now shimmered with green, with amber, with soft-hued pink and the palest violet—Spring’s full palette awakening in color and light around their joined presence.

By the time he reached her, the pool pulsed gently around them both, as if the lake itself were breathing in rhythm with them.

Amawyn floated just ahead of him, her hair spread like ink across the golden water, her body half-submerged, half-bathed in light. He didn’t touch her. Not yet. He let the magic settle. Let her feel it fully—what the land had offered her, what it had always held in wait. He watched the way her eyes softened, her mouth parted slightly in wonder, and felt her power curl toward his, not with urgency but with recognition.

He did not speak, words felt too heavy for a moment like this. Only when she turned her head and whispered, “Come closer,” did he reach for her. Their hands found each other beneath the water, their fingers lacing like roots tangling beneath the soil, and Amawyn smiled.

“This doesn’t feel borrowed,” she said.

Tamlin’s brow furrowed. “What do you mean?”

She floated toward him, face tilted toward the stars. “This peace. It doesn’t feel like it’s waiting to be taken away.”

Tamlin looked at her, really looked. The light, the lake, the ease. The first flicker of joy without weight. He lifted her hand and pressed it to his lips.

“It’s not borrowed,” he said. “It’s ours.”

He came to her slowly, carefully, as if afraid she might dissolve into the light. She didn’t speak when his arms slid around her waist, and she let her head fall back against his shoulder. No words passed between them—just breath and skin and starlight, the kind of quiet that only exists when nothing else is needed.

Lovely dividers by @olenvasynyt

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Are you kidding me, this is amazing

To finish this year's @tamlinweek the High Lord of Spring cordially invites you to celebrate the Calanmai at his Court! Enjoy the festivities and spend the night with some of Prythian's most famous faces~

Get to know and flirt with them as you discover the many hidden surprises that await you in CalanMine - a free and fully playable ACOTAR Dating Simulator Game.

All you need is a Laptop or PC (sorry, it is not available for mobile).

DOWNLOAD CALANMINE HERE!

Credits Sprite & CG art & Programing: @copypastus BG art: @thrumugnyr Writing: @highlordofkrypton Additional Support: @zenkindoflove@, Yassy Joestar, @praetorqueenreyna Music & Sound Effects: freesound and pixabay (full list available in the in-game credits)

This is a non-profit fan game made out of pure love for the source material. No money was involved in any part of its creation. The original characters and plot are the property of Sarah J. Maas and Bloomsbury.

Click here for the FAQ

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My one final show of the community appreciation for @tamlinweek

Thank you everyone who took the time to play around with my picrew! It made me SO so happy to see it resonate!

Creators included:

I'm sure it's not everyone, please don't feel slighted if I missed your picture when putting the wall together. I loved all the OCs you guys made!

@goforth-ladymidnight @highlordofkrypton @arson-09 @bowtrucklemind @purplewitch6666 @historygirl93 @harmonialcollisions

@praetorqueenreyna @nocasdatsgay @ahsnazg @nocasdatsgay @vermilionskiinmorning @emperor-xerneas

@danseurdesfleurs @whisperingmidnights @comexwhatxmay @valentinevar @maybeiwasjustjade @shi-daisy @constantsins

@wow-bow-bow @thrumbolt @mika-no-sekai-blog @nezumez @matrixsss @loonylooly @moranamorena

@@alizangc @theladyspring @tsunami-of-tears @nyxlinweekofficial @songofthesibyl @geniemillies

@positivelyruined @ejkreader @moss-maedyn @tbdel @pegasus-anarchy @flat-neines @ladyofthe-springcourt @honeybeegarden

@missbeehavior @sabba-tumbling @missbeehavior @m00nlitflora @claws-and-all @acourtofaudacity

@zenkindoflove @lycrosis @yaralulu @thornsinwinter @taymartiart @titaniaqueenoffairie @themildestofwriters @achaotichuman @copypastus

@natureboy96 @slytherin-pen @olenvasynyt @lzrsaugust @pitohiu @pegasus-anarchy

@crnaruza @knoxic @donatelloisbackbaby @echoheartza @sapphiresandgold @eatsbooks @my-acotar-thoughts @buffy-vanserra

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it was not on wheat...

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doesn’t surprise me feyre doesn’t do her high lady duties and she only brings it up for her own interests bc remember how much she brought up tamlin not making her a high lady?

tamlin would have made her his lady, same duties now she is doing now except her title has “high” word in it

“tamlin never saw me as his equal” bc your not! you don’t even know the basics of fae world!

tamlin not seeing feyre his equal for position of ruling does not mean he didn’t love or value her

it’s most likely tamlin thought they had all the time in the world now and he would teach her as they’d go

and is like what’s wrong with that?? some self reflection would go a long way feyre

she isn’t educated

she knows nothing about the faes or lands

has no training in politics

has no idea how to behave at court

she knows nothing

feyre had no reason to believe she is worthy of being tamlin’s or anyone’s equal in a position of leadership over a court

all she did was free tamlin, who then killed amarantha

if she believes it should be bc of love like honey, that’s not how it works. again it shows she has no knowledge of the land, of fae and the world of power

if it was human lands and politics then it’d make sense, they don’t follow magic bound laws

does that mean kallias sees viviane, who was in charge while he was UtM, as weak? no

if feyre wants to hate tamlin for not teaching her anything like girl at first u didn’t care about it and then u were traumatised and whisked away to nc, when was he suppose to teach u??

even if we ignore magic choosing the ruler rule….

she married a high lord and got her title, but she hasn’t earned it

it would be one thing if she worked after getting it through marriage but she hasn’t. all she did was destroy a court, attack lady autumn, look down on her citizens like her mate and opened a paint studio like?? that’s not ruling

“i’m the high lady of night court, i can do as i please” but u can’t honey, that’s not how it works

it’s a title she shows off but she doesn’t do the job it requires, and i don’t see how she is respected for it- for being a high lady

feyre hasn’t earned the title of being a high lady

she hadn’t even earned a position of power or a position in a court

for nesta, i don’t believe she’s ready nor has earned a title of a ruler either, but she is educated enough to be a part of a court edit: after acosf not really

nesta was meant to married for power but it’s feyre who actually did

looking back, it’s crazy how much tamlin not naming her a high lady bothered her and she did no self reflection on it

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Day 4 of @tamlinweek - Powers

Being able to shapeshift himself AND other people is op actually. If only SJM let him unleash his full potential!

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@tamlinweek

Day 4: Powers/Hair

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I just started the acotar series (like literally just finished the first book and started acomaf :p)

Really excited to share this one! I tried a different way of rendering…I wanna try some different brushes with this technique! B)

I’ve been taking a lot of tips from amazing artist on here so thank you to people who take their time to write advice ^_^