@nestaarcheronweek Day 3 - True North

So people just... post stuff on here? Nice :)) Here's some Law of Talos fanart I did recently ! ^^

HOW HAVE I NOT SEEN THIS BEFORE WHAT THIS IS AMAZING

IM CRYING

SCREAMING

AGHAGAGAGAAGGAHGGDHD ❤️💙🖤

THIS ART IS SO BEAUTIFUL

*eats it slowly, savoring all the angst and blood and colors and their FACES. ABSOLUTELY STUNNING.*

hey azris community, can y’all pls lmk ur absolute fav fanfics on here or on ao3?? i need to read some more goodies

reblog to give a plushie to the person you reblogged this from

Bark like you want it

Azriel/ Inner Circle | 8.9k | explicit | master/pet

(pls be mindful of the tags contains non-con & dub-con <3)

He was nothing but a pet to them, wasn’t he? A trained dog that stayed still and quiet while they discussed their matters.

He hated it. He did!

But a part of him... loved it.

His thoughts spiralled, confusion blending with the heat spreading across his skin. No, I’m not a pet. He wanted to protest, to argue, to remind them of the warrior he once was—the spymaster of the Night Court.

Yet every word seemed to stick in his throat, silenced by the knowledge that, in this moment, Rhysand owned him completely.

Or: Azriel serves as the Inner Circle's personal cocksleeve

https://archiveofourown.org/works/64453297

Hell Hath No Fury Like a Sister Scorned

It is @nestaarcheronweek aka the best week of the year!

For Day 1: Bonds, I have brought you sibling bonding, women helping women, and holding Rhysand accountable for his actions.

Read the full story (Completed!) on A03.

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Feyre had made this child out of love, with the notion that she’d be there to raise him. Nesta had thought, as High Lady, she’d have been granted the utmost care, the ability to make every single decision, to have a full working knowledge of her world.

Instead, they treated her sister no better than they did herself. With secrets.

Nesta closed her eyes, readying for her abduction off the streets.

Instead, the earth trembled, tilted, and abruptly, the male she felt too much for yet no longer knew how to deal with was stumbling away, flames erupting between them.

“Put your hands on her and you’ll lose them.”

Nesta blinked, pushing herself upright on the wall of whatever building she’d been leaning against, and looked over the barrier to see her sister in all her glorious fury, her hand outstretched.

“Feyre,” Cassian croaked, looking as shocked as she felt, something agonized in his eyes. “Rhys told me to-”

“Speak his name to me again, I dare you.” Her sister hissed. “I know exactly what he told you.”

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/64906348/chapters/166834348#workskin

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Behind every book, play, poem, and piece of writing is an author.

And behind that author is their reason why they wrote it, who they wrote it for or in memory of, what they needed to do to write it, and the work they put into it.

I love reading books and fanfiction, but I also love reading about the people who made them- interacting and seeing their motivations.

I want to write. I want to write a novel someday, and I want it to be known worldwide and for it to be a bestseller. But I think I would still be happy if I just wrote it- not because of people who want to read whatever I write, but because I wrote what I wanted to write. But even before I think about novels, I need to practice, practice, and practice writing more.

I don't think it has to be good. If I'm writing what I want to, it won't matter if it's bad or not. It'll just matter that I wrote it, and I like it. And that I want to keep going.

Sometimes it can be hard to want to keep going. Sometimes I just want to not dream, to just be ready for a life where my only goal is a better job, a raise, a good family.

But I want to write.

So even if almost everything I write stays private, even if I never share that work- I'm writing. And I'm trying.

I don't know when author appreciation day/week is (there is such a thing, right?), but it's 11 PM and I just wanted to say thank you to all the authors. I may not know your stories, or have read your works, but you wrote them for a reason, no matter what it was. You pushed through whatever was in your life, you moved on, you got a better story. Or you just wrote it for fun, still- thank you. I'm sure that you have made someone's day by writing it, even if it was your own :)) I love y'all. Keep on writing 💛

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FanArt for the ACOTAR book series by SJM.

The High Lord of the Spring Court,Tamlin.

Sorry, not sorry, but I truly believe Tamlin deserves an healing arc.

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So, I just forgot that I can’t draw, so I threw this shit down. If someone knows how to color it would be nice, otherwise we all cry like this ship.

I'm choosing seat six- I'm sorry, I get to sit next to a dog AND Eris? Like, we all know who'd be the better conversation partner, but having Eris to look at is a nice added bonus ;) Additionally, with Elain and Nesta behind me to listen to (I'm absolutely certain Elain is an honorary member of the "reads smutty books" club with Nesta, Gwyn, Elain and Eris) and the unnamed Vanserra bro in front to... I actually don't know about him, I'd probably just keep on hitting his chair with my feet until he told me all Eris' secrets. Sounds like a fun flight! 💅💖✨️

ACOTAR Airplane Seat Game Round 1 of 4

How to play: all you need to do is tell us where you'd sit on the flight by voting in the poll below. Bonus points if you tell us why in comments/reblogs/tags.

And...don't worry these get progressively worse 😈🔥