You saying "I have this like fic idea where Nessian has like three very strange daughters that no one understands or can handle" instantly summoned me into your ask box đ so now you must tell me more about this kid fic idea and pretty please write it đ
Hmm... I think I wrote a headcanon for this already. But basically it was suppose to follow Preggo My Eggo (which I never really even wrote). They think they're having only one kiddo, but they end up having three. All of them are born without wings and not because they don't have wings, but because they have tucked them away magically since they're only half Illyrian. It takes a very long time for anyone to notice because they don't like showing them with others, only to each other. Cassian finds out when one of them tries to steal a cookie from a jar on a high shelf.
All three of them look very much like Nesta and Lucien is always wary about babysitting specifically. However, they love Lucien and will always try to be babysat by him, especially since it's very easy to get their way because he caves easily. They're all magically gifted... however, they have no sense of control. They tend to have Cassian's attitude about recklessness, so they are the most reckless kids around. If they're missing or the rooms are quiet, they should all be worried.
The youngest's personality is my favorite because she's creepier than the rest. I like to think she has a proclivity for the dead, because she's more like Nesta than the other two. She's very emotional and tends to be standoffish about it or quiet. Tends to sulk a lot and tends to cling to Lucien which he hates but soon grows fond of. Nesta and Cassian tend to have to be more soft with her or more patient, but she's very aware of how people perceive her. So she's a little decepticon. They have a really big issue with her with imaginary friends, because she's always talking about friends that they've never seen or heard, but it turns out that it's just really beasts and monsters she's communicating with. The monsters are more scared of her than she is ever of them.
The middle child is the most troublesome. She just tends to pick up knives a lot sooner than would befit a child. She really likes sharp objects. She pretty much doesn't follow any rule. You can't make her sit still to save her life. She tends to be more of daddy's girl because Cassian lets her get away with more (in the sense that he's like sure you don't have to study, you can come with me and be a warrior instead) because she's more like him, he thinks, and he's a little bit biased. She just tends to be more act first and think about the consequences later. She's more Illyrian than the rest but in like a spirit/vibes way. However, she tends to land herself into a lot of trouble, because she's also maybe too curious. She wants to see what's in the mountains, know why people harbor these specific superstitions. But because she's curious, she tends to be the reason why a lot of situations are resolved just by pure accident.
The eldest is... let's say if Nesta didn't take responsibility (if we're going with that argument) the eldest takes maybe too much responsibility. She tends to have Nesta's traits that are very... casual over achiever ish and tends to be maybe more morally righteous. She's prideful, smart mouthed, quick and sharp. As a child, she just tends to be the one who argues more. About everything. She can be a little bit snooty and say things that are maybe not exactly what she meant, because she's very quick to respond. She's got more fae-ish powers, tends to be more high fae stereotypically. She loves rules, but she tends to love learning how to twist them in a way that satisfies whatever she wants. Nesta and Cassian have to be more stern about bargain making with her, since she's very obsessed with people owing her favors.
So basically, they have three identical looking daughters where one is more fae, one is more Illyrian, and one is more... other, or cauldron-y. They of course like to switch with each others identities but it's slightly easy to tell them apart since they are very different.
âI think Nesta feels everythingâ sees too much; sees and feels it all. And she burns with it. Keeping that wall up helps from being overwhelmed, from caring too greatly.â
There will never be a day where I don't ride for my "mean" girlies who weren't raised right and put in unfair situations growing up which then impacted the way they reacted to the world and people around them. I love them and nothing can change my mind.
But it is pretty funny that one strong season of pollen could take out both Cassian and Nesta without even trying. Nesta can conquer death and Cassian can walk beside death all his life, but theyâre no match for pollen.Â
In a tiny human town, where residence could hear the steady crash of a shore onto rocky cliffs, Cassian found Nesta here. In a bookshop, tucked away as if the books wanted to hide something precious within its tomes.Â
âAre you looking for something sir?â a shop attendant called, not at all bothered by the wings that raised to let someone behind him pass. This town didnât seem to hate fae which made his lurking easier.Â
The city seemed to house them, in fact. A few, if the streets said anything about it. They were positively bare despite the snow and Cassian knew that no human contraption could have ever stopped the winter from coming when it called.Â
She was dressed for winter. Nesta shifted from shelf to shelf with a scarf wrapped around her neck. It was warm in this little shop, but her cheeks and nose were red. Cassian clenched his fists together, keeping them firmly at his side. He wasnât in any position to offer his coat, but the Mother knew, he might have lit the little shop on fire if it meant keeping her warm.
âI had a pickup actually. The Greater War by C.B. Cole.â Cassian drummed his fingers on the counter as he talked, wondering if Nesta could remember his voice.Â
Could love cheat death, he often wondered. For if it could, Cassian was about to take a risk and gamble with his life.Â
âNesta,â the shop attendant called, âCan you check in the back? C.B Cole!âÂ
âCourse,â she answered brightly. She all but disappeared as she walked to the open door at the back. One blink and Nesta was gone.Â
Her name was Nesta, too. In this new world, in this new time, it hadnât changed. Why Nesta? Why here? Why now? He didnât know. But she was as alive as the day he held her last. Bright eyes of gray-blue and golden brown hair. She was the exact same.Â
Well besides, the bangs which she blew on lightly as she walked up to the counter. Truthfully, heâd been buying random books for weeks now, just to see her here. He learned that she didnât work on Tuesdays and Thursdays and heâd stopped coming in on those days. There were at least two attendants who always smirked at him knowingly when he walked in, already jutting their chin to where his favorite person worked.Â
Cassian thanked the Mother he was so good-looking or he was sure theyâd have never been okay with his interest that bordered on stalking.Â
In a tiny human town, where residence could hear the steady crash of a shore onto rocky cliffs, Cassian found Nesta here. In a bookshop, tucked away as if the books wanted to hide something precious within its tomes.Â
âAre you looking for something sir?â a shop attendant called, not at all bothered by the wings that raised to let someone behind him pass. This town didnât seem to hate fae which made his lurking easier.Â
The city seemed to house them, in fact. A few, if the streets said anything about it. They were positively bare despite the snow and Cassian knew that no human contraption could have ever stopped the winter from coming when it called.Â
She was dressed for winter. Nesta shifted from shelf to shelf with a scarf wrapped around her neck. It was warm in this little shop, but her cheeks and nose were red. Cassian clenched his fists together, keeping them firmly at his side. He wasnât in any position to offer his coat, but the Mother knew, he might have lit the little shop on fire if it meant keeping her warm.
âFirst Kill is badâ to YOU. It was actually made for ME personally though so shut up. Sorry you canât appreciate a pining lesbian vampire with a gay best friend thatâs ride or die, a lesbian monster hunter with a neon aesthetic and a relationship with her ex, milfs, a complete lack of homophobia, monster hunting, shitty cgi, and cliche romantic tropes queer people never get to enjoy, but me? Well I can because I have TASTE
it still baffles me that i used to know people online who hated nesta but would stan any man that had the nerve to gaslight and beat the shit out of women because âsexy dark villain đ€€â
My parents left me in the supermarket that is tumblr and Iâm now surrounded by bright posts and no familiar faces. Where have yâall gone? Come back.
My parents left me in the supermarket that is tumblr and Iâm now surrounded by bright posts and no familiar faces. Where have yâall gone? Come back.
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