#acotar edits

[octobers-veryown]

Elain and Lucien x The Tortured Poets Department

And who's gonna hold you like me?

And who's gonna know you, if not me?

[asnowfern]

The Connoisseurs Masterlist

Part One : A textbook introduction to the legends

Part Two : How it started — a news report

Part Three : An open challenge for the world to see. Captured through the lens of an internet groupie

Part Four : A Lover’s Interlude

(Coming to you soon) Part Five : Partners in Crime, The Connoisseurs

[colorlesschristmastree]

Feyre Week Day 7: Free Day

Haha for day 7 I decided to commission something a little different as it’s not a medium I see often on tumblr! Here is an edit of Feyre that was made for me by hghlady on instagram. Hope yall like it 😭😂

@feyreweekofficial

[nesquik-arccheron]

❝Emerie’s smile was a thing of dangerous beauty. [...] There was steel in this female.❞

For @emerieweek

[e-bacellar]

Helion Appreciation Week | Day 1: The Sun Personified

Day Court aesthetic @helionweek

[anonymous-20-16]

Eris plays with cassian

cassian surveyed the male, his grim face. “So we take out your father.”   Eris snorted, and Cassian bristled. “I am the only person my father has told of his new allegiance. If the Night Court moves, it will expose me.”   “So your worry about Briallyn’s alliance with Beron is about what it means for you, rather than the rest of us.”   “I only wish to defend the Autumn Court against its worst enemies.”   “Why would I work with you on this?”   “Because we are indeed allies.” Eris’s smile became lupine. “And because I do not believe your High Lord would wish me to go to other territories and ask them to help with Briallyn and Koschei. To help them remember that all it might take to secure Briallyn’s alliance would be to hand over a certain Archeron sister. Don’t be stupid enough to believe my father hasn’t thought of that, too.”   Cassian’s rage flashed red before his eyes. He’d revealed that weakness earlier. Let Eris see how much Nesta meant, what he’d do to defend her.   Fool, he cursed himself. Stupid, useless fool.   “I could kill you now and not worry about this at all,” Cassian mused. He’d enjoyed beating the shit out of the male that night on the ice with Feyre and Lucien. And he’d waited centuries to kill him, anyway.   “Then you would certainly have a war on your hands. My father would go straight to Briallyn—and Koschei, I suppose—and then go to the other discontent territories, and you would be wiped off the proverbial map. Perhaps literally, since the Night Court would be divvied up between the other territories if Rhysand and Feyre die without an heir.”   Cassian clenched his jaw. “So you’re to be my ally whether I wish it or not?”   “The brute understands at last.” Cassian ignored the barb. “Yes. What you know, I want to know. I will notify you of any movement on my father’s part regarding Briallyn. So send out your shadowsinger. And when he returns, find me.”   Cassian stared at him from under lowered brows. Eris’s mouth curled upward, and before he winnowed into the night like a ghost, he said, “Stick to fighting battles, General. Leave the ruling to those capable of playing the game.”

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Eris knows how to play

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[hellacioushag]

postcards of prythian

I traced a line, my finger hovering over the paint, up over the wall, into these lands—the lands of the Spring Court... 

I looked northward and stepped back again. The six other courts of Prythian occupied a patchwork of territories. Autumn, Summer, and Winter were easy enough to pick out. Then above them, two glowing courts: the southernmost one a softer, redder palate, the Dawn Court; above, in bright gold and yellow and blue, the Day Court. And above that, perched in a frozen mountainous spread of darkness and stars, the sprawling, massive territory of the Night Court.

[janeslandrys]

e l a i n   a r c h e r o n

“elain had always been gentle and sweet - and i had considered it a different sort of strength. a better strength. to look at the hardness of the world and choose, over and over, to love, to be kind. she had always been so full of light.”