Nesta Is Still Acclimating To Her New Fae Ears. To The Way She Can Hear A Pin Drop, And Can Understand

nesta is still acclimating to her new fae ears. to the way she can hear a pin drop, and can understand the nuances in how different people’s footsteps sound. she’s fairly confident of rhysand’s approach before he knocks, but she sighs at the sound of his knuckles against the old door. stretches her neck from one side to the other in anticipation. there’s no use in pretending not to hear him; much less in pretending that she’s not there. in terms of stubbornness they’re two sides of the same coin, and if she can hear him, he can absolutely hear her. 

she closes her book carefully, tucking the delicate fabric bookmark between the pages, and sets it down. of course he would appear just as it was getting good – the high lord has a talent for interrupting her distractions. nesta shrugs the blanket from her shoulders and lifts herself from the thread bare chair to stalk across the small room. she eyes the array of locks on her door warily, hesitating to make a start on them; knows that once they’re all unlocked and the door is open she’ll have to be seen again. judged. 

each click, click, click is torture, but she masks her features into neutrality before opening the door ( just a crack ) and glaring up at her brother in law. suddenly she finds herself wishing that she’d kept the blanket over her shoulders; that she had something to pull close around her withering torso. nesta has been carefully avoiding just about everybody as much as possible, but there are times when even she can’t refuse. she’s aware of how they look at her. she loathes every second. the sooner they get this over with, the better. “ what do you want, rhysand? "

starter for @moondevoured

Intimidation was not something he'd felt...possibly ever. Amren had come close, but her softer streaks, even though they were few and far between, had given him enough incentive to treat her with the standard casualty reserved for his inner circle.

His relationship with Nesta, however, was strenuous at best. And Mother above, he'd be lying if he'd claim he wasn't at least a little bit intimidated by her. Nobody knew exactly what the Cauldron had brought forth, what she'd taken from it, but he shuddered at the sheer thought of just how deep that power ran, even with the Cauldron being unmade.

She had changed, that is all anyone could conclude. And he saw the weight of that change on his mate's shoulders as well as her sister's. It was frustrating for an outsider to behold at the best of times.

There was a moment's hesitation before he willed himself to knock on her door. Not for fear of being faced with her, but concern for the state he would find her in. He'd seen it in Feyre, those long months after Under The Mountain. The trauma eating away at her, her mind as well as her physical body wasting away. But at least he'd managed to get her back on the track to recovery. With Nesta? He could only try.

First things first. He had to make another attempt to get her to warm up to him. To involve her. He owed the sisters, all three of them, that much after what they'd been through.

I love when people are genuinely excited about our plots/ships. I love when I’m not the only one who’s like “!!!” I love it. @ my partners you will literally never annoy me by being overly excited about our ships I love it so much.

" that's a very pretty way of saying that you like to cause trouble. " the light in nesta's eyes veers between cautious and entertained. even she has to admit that kol mikaelson has an infectious charisma ( one that's easy to respond to ) but not enough for her to let her guard down in his presence. something about his energy feels unusual to her in a way that reminds her of the harp. older than she could imagine; mysterious & mischevious in a way that could very well make him capable of anything. " — don't tell me you're here to cause trouble, kol. "

@moondevoured, nesta archeron required a one liner.

" some accept their fate. i try to defy my fate. "

Nesta archeron is a queen, okay ? Your portrayal is just flawless. We can see the love and the dedications in every post that blooms on your blog and the fact that we are actually in the process of plotting with kol being in the court and them, causing trouble, as they should. I am so glad i have followed such amazing muse and a mun who is wonderful and perfect.

Anonymously send me your favorite detail about how I play my character.

ugh thank you lovely!! on one hand i do try not to write her in a way that she's never done anything wrong, but at the same time that's my sweet baby and she's never done anything wrong, so it's hard! i'm so excited for them to have a little madness and mayhem together~

which core aesthetic are you?

mooncore

why do people hype the sun so much? the moon is RIGHT THERE, and she's the prettiest thing in your life. you find comfort in the night, the quietness of it all perfectly mirrors your personality. despite your shyness, you're actually a very romantic person, and i'm willing to bet you're a yearning wlw. you dream of your future wife, with whom you'll be able to share all the quiet moments you cherish so much without awkwardness, but until you find her, you know the moon will keep you company.

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"you're still so needy, even after i just fucked you." askbox meme, for @meaercies

feigning an innocent expression nesta lifts her chin from his chest, but her palm lingers on his lower stomach where her fingers had been toying with the dark expanse of hair that lays there just moments before. in part she had been doing it because she felt the motion comforting, but she can't deny that any other effect would have been a reward.

" if i'm bothering you, i'd be happy to stop and go back to my room. it may be nice to get a good night's sleep for once. " with that she begins to tear herself away from him, but not before stealing the blanket from across his waist to wrap around her torso; as if she's at all shy after what they've been doing for hours on end.