Lizzy

24 She/her Australian Cosplay and writing Find me on TikTok and Instagram @throneofspicybooks

[throneofspicybooks]

✨Masterlist✨

Currently writing for all SJM series + Fourth Wing

ACOTAR

Azriel

NSFW Alphabet - Smut

What Did You Dream About? - Smut

Nesta

Night In - Fluff

Nessian

Will Anyone Notice? - Smut

THRONE OF GLASS

Coming soon

CRESCENT CITY

Ruhn

Not Sharing - Smut

Favourite Flavour - Smut

Fourth Wing

Xaden

Throne - Smut

[throneofspicybooks]

Realistically, when do you think we’ll at least get a title?

My faith is dwindling :(

[gracie-rosee]

what beef btw sjm and bloomsbury are you talking about?

It’s all theory at this point. There are rumors that their relationship is not so great and many people have theorized that they are in a big legal battle, hence the silence.

My theory? Bloomsbury stopped tagging her in posts after the acoten editions and the hofas paperback announcement so I think maybe those were the last projects in their contract and they’re milking them for the most that they can. Now she’s renegotiating or maybe trying to leave them.

And hopefully she is. Bloomsbury hasn’t actually done good for her personally and are hanging on to her as tight as they can because she’s their biggest money maker, that’s it. Bloomsbury’s CEO publicly blamed SJM for bad business instead of defending her and showing her support. What kind of partner does that?

SJM is entitled to her silence. And I think the backlash after hofas, the fandom hell, and BB just not supporting her on top of just trying to lead a normal life and raise her infant children is too much. People need to remember she was publishing 2 books a year for over a decade. She deserves a vacation.

[jacksdreams]

Everyone is understandably pissed at sjm for not posting anything but i get her if people twisted the characters i made with so much love into mini hitler's i would keep my interactions to a minimum as well

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i got the job

[alexaloraetheris]

Litany against unemployment.

[sassyhobbits]

the queen of terrasen and her bloodsworn

sharing art bc i have no writing😩 but i think this slays (you can see more of my art on my insta @/j.sgrey )

[janearts]

More of Them. uwu

[unhealthyfanobsession]

This is how ACOMAF went in my dreams

Feyre: Fuck off Lucien, I sent Tamlin a letter explaining I left him of my own choice and I’m fine in the Night Court!!

Lucien: WELL FORGIVE ME FOR THINKING THE LETTER WAS FAKE CONSIDERING I NEARLY DIED LIKE A MONTH AGO BECAUSE YOU CAN’T READ! OH BUT NO I SHOULD JUST ASSUME RHYSAND HAS BEEN TEACHING YOU AND NOW YOU’RE EMILY FUCKING DICKINSON WITH THE CORRESPONDENCE OVER HERE YEAH SURE THAT IS REASONABLE!!! I WILL JUST BE A VILAIN FOREVER NOW HAVE A NICE LIFE!!

[throneofspicybooks]

Do you guys think we haven’t gotten an ACOTAR 5 announcement because sjm wrote it and it sucked or because they were going to announce it and then Yarros announced Onyx Storm first??

I was seriously hoping for Feb 25 but that seems too close now 😩

Or, possibly an even worse option, they’re going to announce tv show stuff first 🤮

[throneofspicybooks]

Now that Bloomsbury has said it won’t be before end Feb 25 I feel like I’ve hit the nail on the head here 🫠 home run for Lizzy tbh

[yazthebookish]

Bloomsbury's stocks dropping after confirming no SJM book will be published before 28th Feb 2025 (end of their 24/25 financial year)

[throneofspicybooks]

Do you guys think we haven’t gotten an ACOTAR 5 announcement because sjm wrote it and it sucked or because they were going to announce it and then Yarros announced Onyx Storm first??

I was seriously hoping for Feb 25 but that seems too close now 😩

Or, possibly an even worse option, they’re going to announce tv show stuff first 🤮

[copypastus]

One last Nesta for @nestaarcheronweek

Ember Quinlan the MVP of standing up for Nesta. Take notes Cassian.

[throneofsapphics]

Oooo okay I love the idea of Tamlin's daughter and like Nessian's daughter or even like Eris or Lucian's daughter?

The Romeo and Juliet vibes ✨️

stolen moments and chance meetings. 

Eris’s daughter x Reader (Nessian's daughter)

Summary: You and Eris’s daughter run into each other. 

Warnings: none

A/N: i love this idea so much (part two) (part three)

Wandering was bad. You knew that, well aware it was a beacon for danger, but when you spotted the quaint little clearing, you couldn’t help yourself. Technically it was spring court territory, but with a quick sweep of the perimeter, there wasn’t anyone in sight for miles. Just over the border, easy enough to make a quick escape. Worth the risk. 

It would be a nice way to cool off, you’d been flying for hours, and despite the wind sweat was dripping down your spine, off your temples. A “conditioning flight.” You had a love-hate relationship with them. 

Landing softly on the moss, you sighed and rolled your shoulders back, heading right for the pond - a beautiful clear blue. Heading right for it, you cupped the liquid between your hands, splashing your face, letting the water cool your burning skin, and nearly moaned at the sensation.

A few gulps later, and you were feeling much better, and sat back on your heels. 

“Someone’s not where they’re supposed to be.” 

Fuck. You recognized that voice. How had she snuck up on you? Unfortunately or fortunately, it wouldn’t be the first time. 

“I could say the same to you,” you countered, standing and turning slowly to face her. Cora Vanserra grinned at you, leaning back against a tree, arms crossed over her chest, red hair glinting in the sun. Beautiful and arrogant in equal measures, but it’s something you liked about her. There was something a little untrustworthy about someone too humble, in your opinion. 

“What’s your excuse?” She asked. You pointed at the pond, giving her a look that said; are you that stupid? Her eyes rolled. 

“And yours?” 

“I was close to the border anyway, when I saw you.” 

You’re her excuse. “Miss me that much, Cora?” you let her name drag out, testing it on your tongue. How many times had you actually said it? You saw each other two months ago, at another ball in Hewn City, and stole a few wonderful moments together in the bathroom. Of course there were the letters … but you hadn’t been able to risk many of those, even coded. Not since Nyx snooped and saw you had a secret lover. On threat of a slow and painful removal of his favorite part, he kept it to himself. 

She crossed the clearing, in front of you in moments, hands gripping your hips as she tugged you close. Your wings tucked in tight as you took in her gaze, amber eyes digging right into you - as if they could see through every layer. 

Her thumbs brushed back and forth over your stomach, heat burning through your clothes. You fought the urge to look down and see if you actually were on fire. Instead, you reached up and brushed your knuckles across her cheek, delighting in how she leaned into you, before lazily winding your arms around her shoulders. 

Where are you? A voice thundered through your mind. Nyx. Shit, you were supposed to meet him. Supposed to be done with your flight by now. 

Took a break, you answered, focused on shielding your current location. 

Where? He sounded exasperated, I’ll come get you.

That’s the last thing you need, for him to smell her scent in here. You needed the wind to brush it off of your own anyway. 

No need, I’m on my way now.

“Who was it this time?” She sighed, seeing the glazed over look in your eyes. 

“Nyx. He’s about to come get me.” 

“Leashed like a dog,” she murmured.

“And you’re much better?”

Her shoulders rose and fell. “When will I see you again?” she deflected. 

This little clearing was rather nice. And spring was relatively neutral territory. 

“Meet me here in a week. Sunrise.” 

Her head tilted. Calculating. “So clandestine.” 

“Do we have any other choice?” Your teeth tugged on your bottom lip, her hands squeezing around your waist. 

“And if I don’t show?” 

Mother above, you always forget how much she loves her little games. 

Cupping her face with both hands, you leaned forward, pausing a hair's breadth away. Her eyes widened, breath catching, and you grazed your lips over hers. A mockery of a kiss, but it did the job - her heart rate rose, breaths coming faster. Stepping back and shrugging off her grip, you rolled your shoulders back. 

“A little motivation for you,” you said - barely above the wind. Flaring your wings once, twice, three times, you shot off into the sky. Leaving a still, and contemplative Vanserra behind. 

Stolen moments, that’s all the two of you were destined for, and never enough of them. 

The wind slowly stripped you of her scent, of nutmeg and the first day of autumn, as you tried your best to commit it to memory. 

Where. Are. You. 

Nyx was worse than your parents with the fussing. This time, you shared a view of your surroundings, just as you crossed past the border of Spring. 

Where the fuck have you been? 

You ignored him. There was still a flight home to think of a good excuse. That’s if he didn’t decide to come grab you mid-flight. It wouldn’t be the first time.

[washmchineheart-deactivated2024]

nesta being recognized/feared as a death god while her goals in life are to eat chocolate cake and read smut with her girls is hilarious to me

[aelingalathyniusrailme]

feyre and nesta

high queens of pyrithian

rhys and cassian

consorts to the high queens of pyrithian 🤗🤭

[a-mexican-waffle]

cryptic pregnancy with Acotar men? please someone write it!!! Eris or Azriel would be great🥹✨💛

[unhealthyfanobsession]

I want villain Elain so bad. And I don’t mean oh Elain goes a little bad and comes back.

No.

In every way that Nesta was mean on the outside and tearing herself apart on the inside, I want Elain to be perfectly sweet and calm on the outside and tearing everyone else apart on the inside.

I want her to be bone-deep in revenge fantasies.

I want her to be cackling internally at every idiot who thinks her pretty feminine hobbies make her less of a threat.

I want her to betray everyone but herself.

I want it revealed that she has been playing everyone for a fool since the war.

I want the path of mercy and forgiveness to be right in front of her and I want her to laugh at the very thought as she vows that all of her enemies will die screaming.

I want her to see their demise in her mind and decide it is not enough to know they will be brought to Justice. She must preside over their suffering.

Everything that was taken from her will be repaid a thousand times.

There is no peace. No joy or comfort or happiness. There is only rage covered over in icing sugar. There is only scorched soil that blooms nothing but blood roses.

I want Elain’s first POV to scorch the readers.

How dare you think me soft and complacent because I like to feel the earth beneath my palms. I will plant the most beautiful garden over the patch where I bury your body. I will smile every morning as I look out my window and see bright tulips growing over your battered corpse. I am vengeance. I am rage. How lovely you all turn a blind eye, so you will never see me coming.