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Merry Christmasđ
artist: madschofield [instagram]
Nessianđ¤
âmy mate taught me wellâ
-nesta in acosf
Nesta and Cassian - A Court of Thorns and Roses
Artist: @scribbubbles
Iâm reading ACOSF and I like them.
Nesta and Cassian - A Court of Thorns and Roses
Artist: @goldshadedart
Nesta in Night Court black threatened to bring him to his knees.
art: tangerine.eileen [instagram]
ââWhat do you want?â Cassian managed to ask, voice rasping.
She smiled, and damn if it wasnât the loveliest thing heâd ever seen.
âYou.â
âYouâve had me from the moment you met me.â
She tucked a strand of hair behind an arched ear. âI know.ââ
- A Court of Silver Flames by Sarah J Maas
Me three years ago : reading acotar and not finding entertaining most of the protagonists. For some reason liking Nesta but too afraid to say bc I will get judged too harshly.
Me now :literal hoe for Nesta. Talking about her to my non reading friends, finding people who like her too and feel happy for her for getting her own book.
I feel like we won a war or something.
Azriel đ¤ Mrs Harvey
The worst chaperones
Of the century.
For @nestaarcheronweek Day 4: Lover, I decided to go with nessian, as it's one of my favourite sjm ships across all the series.
Valkyrie pinups 1/3
For @nessianweek Day 5: Behind Closed Doors
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So, I decided to open commissions! Please consider liking or reblogging this post so it can reach more people đ
⡠Day Two Round-Up: Yearning âˇ
Fics:
My Hand Was The One You Reached For by @whyisaravenlike-awritingdesk
Home to You by @fieldofdaisiies
Home Is Not A Place (It Is A Feeling) by @unhealthyfanobsession
A Foolâs Errand, Rewarded by @kale-theteaqueen
dumb love (I love being stupid) by @moodymelanist
Iâm Addicted to the âIf Onlyâ by @underneath-the-sidras
Is this it? by @wishcamper
When We Howl, The Moon Will Cower Chapter 6 by @c-e-d-dreamer
Fanart:
Nessian fanart by @climbthemountain2020
Nessian fanart commissioned by @oristian, drawn by @/tasbaqaart
Nessian fanart commissioned by @melphss, drawn by @/ruisfree
Nessian fanart commissioned by @separatist-apologist, drawn by @velidewrites
Nessian fanart commissioned by @norabraveseeker, @gwynrieldefenseatty, & @/kryssa_reads; drawn by @/Jessi.Brasilart
Nessian fanart by @jmoonjones
Nessian blob fanart by @bonecarversbestie
Nessian fanart by @greenleaf777
Nessian fanart by @dudakka
Nessian fanart commissioned by @podemechamardek, drawn by @/lumie.art
NESSIAN WEEK DAY 3: Symphony
Summary: Plagued by the Nightmares from the war, leaving Nesta in a state of panic; Cassian does the only thing he can think of to calm her down...sing.
A/N: Happy @nessianweek! I'm super excited to partake in this as Nessian is one of my favorite ships! And note I will add story tags later!
Happy Reading!
Divders by @tsunami-of-tears
"I have no regrets in my life, but this. That we did not have time. That I did not have time with you, Nesta."
Nesta's sobs caused her body to uncontrollably shake as she gripped the General of the Night Court's armies' hand. The carnage of battle widdled down to background noise to the overwhelming grief she was feeling. Cassian's hand lossenrd slightly, and her silver eyes darted toward his undeniable handsome face that was quickly losing color. His eyes once vibrant morphed into muted color of Hazel, lips dried as he tried cracking her a smile. "Nesta, I..." He coughed blood, trickling down his mouth, his siphons were beginning to dim.
Panic crept into the eldest Archeron's system as she furiously shook her head. Her heart rate began to quicken as she gripped his large calloused hand tighter, as if she could will the life back into his body. "No! I forbid you to die." He sputtered once more as he reached out with his free hand, cupping her cheek, lightly catching tears she didn't know were falling. "Please. Don't go. I want to do things differently.
"I will find you in the next life, Nes. We'll do things differently. We'll get that time." He pressed his lips to hers, and she clung to him, hoping the air from her lungs could keep his from stopping.
Cassian's grip on her loosened completely, and as she pushed away, he was falling back to the ground his eyelids remained shut, never to show Nesta the vibrant Honey color she had grown to yearn for. His chest was no longer rising, and the realization settled into her bones.
Cassian, The Lord of Bloodshed, General of the Night Court's Armies, Her Friend was dead.
The scream Nesta unleashed rattled the ground before her, and she continued until her voice was raw. She laid down upon his chest as the grief threatened to pull her under. She shut her eyes, ready to succumb to the darkness.
"Nesta!" The low timbre of his voice rattled in her skull, and she squeezed her already shut eyes tighter. "Nesta, wake up!" His voice proceeded to get louder and more panicked. She refused to obey his command, afraid of what she would see.
Then she felt it, the sharp tug against her chest. She dared to peek to see she was in a dark void alone. However, the gold string emerging from her chest was glowing brightly, leading her away from the darkness and into the light. Finally, Cassian called out once more, "Sweetheart! Come back to me! Wake. UP!"
The Archeron sister awoke with a jolt, no longer was on the bloody battlefield of Hybern or the dark void that plagued her mind. She was in her room face to face with the one person she thought she lost forever.
"Cassian." Nesta whispered as she took in her mates face. The General's face had a look of concern, but his eyes held that beautiful color of Hazel she had grown to find comfort and love. Stubble covered the lower half of his face as his lips help a firm tight line. His hair was up in a bun, and a few strands framed his face. Panic was still racing through Nesta's body as she wrapped her arms around him and buried her face in the side of his neck.
Cassian was quick to grip her hips the cool silk of her night gown now warm by Nesta's rising temperature. He instinctively wrapped his wings around the two of them like a partition. "Nes, talk to me, Sweetheart."
Her voice was muffled between the sobs. But the words "You" and "Died" could be made out with his fae hearing.
Rubbing soothing circles in her back, he began to rock her. "I'm right here. It was a bad dream." He attempted to pull away to look at her, but she gripped his night shirt tightly. Cassian closed his eyes and took a deep breath as Nesta's anguish flooded him through the bond. He hadn't seen her this rattled in a decade. He couldn't recall the last time she had a night terror like this.
An idea formed in his head. Adjusting his grip on his wife, he hoisted her in his arms and moved from their shared bed to the chair that faced the window. He began to hum as he took a seat, placing her back gently on his lap. Her sobs slowed for a moment so Cassian continued.
After a moment, the words poured out of him, a sweet melody in his voice. The song discussed being safe in his arms, that he would be her shield in the face of the dangers of the world. That his life is better because she was in it. That what she gave him was enough and would always be enough for him.
Nesta's sobs had stopped, and she slowly began to lift her head to listen to him better. She never known him to be a singer, but there was a comfort in his voice that instantly soothed her. Made her feel less afraid, no longer alone.
Cassian continued to sing as Nesta laid her head on his shoulder, her eyes beginning to flutter shut as her mate lulled her into a peaceful slumber. Dreaming of the life they would share together and the safety of being in his arms.
For in the Lord of Bloodshed's Arms, his Lady Death would always be Safe and Sound.