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lorcandidlucienwill · 1 month

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I just know after Beron and Jesminda Lucien is sooo careful who he lets close to his heart. He chose Tamlin because he saw something in him so incredible that he couldn't help but be utterly loyal to him. Which makes Acomaf all the more heartbreaking; he put all that faith in Tamlin after guarding his heart so close because he trusted him not to hurt him or abandon him. And then he treated him like shit. Yes I know Tamlin was hurting, Tamlin was retconned, I know that. But the fact is I just know Lucien poured out his heart to him. He was the best friend anyone could ever have. Lucien has many friends, sure, but so few he lets enter his heart. It's why he stuck with him for so long. He wanted to believe he could bring Tamlin back. He wanted to believe Tamlin would choose him as he once had. When he didn't it was crushing. How do you leave someone after you shared all that together? How do you go from best friends to strangers? But, ultimately, Lucien won't stay. He won't try and befriend Tamlin again. He may forgive him, he may help him heal, but he'll never be close to him again. Lucien gave Tamlin his heart once and he squandered it. He won't put himself in the same position. And as much as I miss the Tamcien friendship, I'd support Lucien if he did this. I understand because I'm the same. I understand the need to cut people off. I understand letting few people in and pouring yourself out to the few you do and giving everything for them. I also understand the utter disappointment when such people let you down. I understand Lucien so well.

#lucien vanserra #pro lucien vanserra #tamlin

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shi-daisy · 9 days

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Spring Beast and Silver Queen

Day 6 and here we have the second otp! Like Tamcien (or Feylincien) and Neris own my heart but Neslin has so much potential that I wouldn't mind them being endgame in a Canon. So here's a little oneshot for them with some Fairytale tropes. Hope you like!

@tamlinweek

Tamlin Week 2024- Day 6- Fairy Tale AU

Spring Beast & Silver Queen

Nesta walked onto the decayed manor, it was just as destroyed as the rest of the court.

Lucien might be the only one to come here out of genuine care, but if the mild mannered redhead couldn't do more than this that meant the High Lord was all but dead inside. She understood. Nesta felt the same way.

She found Tamlin sleeping. The male was in his beast form, like that day when he came to their cottage and took her sister. There were times she wished that hadn't happened. Now, she just wished she'd ran when she had the chance.

It didn't matter anymore. It was either Spring or a lock up on Night, and she'd take her chances with the wilted flowers.

Nesta came into the room slowly. A bird that slept on Tamlin's mane woke up, and left out the window, sparing her one last glance.

She kneeled on the floor and gently patted the man. He was alive, just deeply asleep, and he looked so very weak.

'Guess they've broken us both.' She thought.

Who had once been a monster to her now looked so very defenseless and sad Nesta felt compelled to be kind. Maybe being here wouldn't be so bad, at least Tamlin wouldn't bother her about her drinking if the empty wine bottles were any indication.

She didn't know why, but Nesta decided to plant a soft kiss on the beasts forhead, and wait for him to wake. Nesta didn't have to wait long.

Tamlin turned from beast to fae form in a flash, and when his emerald eyes fell on her their bond snapped.

***

A deep silence fell upon the room as he sat up and stared at Nesta who was equally surprised and stunned.

"I...Think you know what this means."

"Yes..."

"Wait! Why are you here, Lady Nesta? Is this another strange dream?"

"Afraid not. I'll explain."

She told him of her downward spiral, of her sister's betrayal and the choice she was given. It nearly made his magic spiral in a rage.

"Stay here I'd that's what you want. I swear I shall protect you." Tamlin managed to say.

"...What about the bond?"

"If you keep it, they cannot take you away. Once we're certain they won't hurt you, then you may do as you wish with it."

It hurt to say, to denounce something he'd once wanted, despite knowing of it worst sides thanks to his parents, and yet...he wanted to prioritize Nesta's free will. It was clear she needed it.

Especially when her frown turned into a slight smile. "I appreciate it."

Baby steps, in time they could be friends.

***

Lucien had come to visit. After she explained the situation the redhead not only returned to stay with his partners but he cut off all ties to Night.

"We will help you rebuild this court!"

That was all they needed to let the Band of Exiles become part of the Spring council.

The Spring Library was a marvel after it was cleaned and she took to devouring every book she could. It helped fix the court and bring back the population.

In a few months things were already looking up, and Tamlin wouldn't stop thanking her. "Lucien did most of the administrative work. Vassa is in charge of diplomacy and Jurian is training the sentries. Why are you thanking me too?"

"Because if you hadn't arrived that day. I wouldn't be here right now. Your silver flame is what kept me holding on and made me rebuild what I shouldn't have left crumble. Thank you."

His gentle hand on hers gave her pause. Despite the slow friendship they'd cultivated and the bond that kept her safe, sometimes Nesta doubted a man like him could want her if it wasn't because of the mating bond. Still, she didn't want to break it. Her safety was at stake but also...she didn't want to hurt Tamlin further.

Nesta felt a tear slide down her cheek, but it was soon wiped away as Tamlin kissed her forehead. "You don't have to say anything. If I have to wait forever I shall. You're worth waiting for."

Worth. She hadn't heard that from anyone.

"There's a lot I still must deal with, but when I do. I'm certain you'll be who I want to spend my time with."

"I'm honored to hear that."

***

Tamlin often thought that beyond any person music would remain his ultimate love. Perhaps that would've been right, as he played his fiddle before the Calanmai celebrations and everyone danced with joy.

Then she stepped into the scene wearing the long sleeved silver dress he'd gotten for her and the glass shoes he'd seen her eyeing at the boutique.

Nesta was a delightful dancer. He knew she loved music as much as he did when she organized all his sheets and instruments with great care, probably more than the books.

Nesta danced beautifully for him, and he didn't remember the last time he'd played that well. By the time the song ended and she stopped dancing, Tamlin had picked her up in his arms and they shared a kiss.

"I love you." Nesta said, and he couldn't help but cry.

"I love you too."

No other Calanmai had left him as breathless and full of joy

***

Eventually they came for her a little over week after their bond was sealed and their frenzy over.

Nesta nearly barbecued the entire inner circle when they tried to get close to Tamlin. He'd wrapped them in thorned vines.

"We are mated. We are happy. We won't bend to you if you're trying to get the crown. Leave!" He said.

Cassian glared at her and Nesta regarded him with indifference, she had the man of her dreams right by her side and wore a crown of roses rather than chains of stars. The only ones she'd mourn for were her sisters, but she was free and she wouldn't apologize for it. Let the. Make their choice for themselves.

And they did. Because when shadows took her to the House of Wind and she was locked in its tower, Nesta could hear a battle far away in the Velaris palace. By now she'd realized Morrigan was the traitor and that Feyre had joined her, but she couldn't wait for them to rescue her. She had to get out herself.

Rhysand had brought her back to fight for Night's side. She wouldn't and so he locked her up. But he forgot she had power and she had read enough to figure out the end of the tale.

Nesta used her power to create thin threads of silver. They grew from her hair and she made sure to tie them onto the balcony rails. It wasn't enough to reach the ground safely, but she wouldn't need to. She saw a figure of green and was aware he High Lord came to save her.

With rope of hair in hand she jumped from the balcony of the tower and safely mounted Tamlin, who was now a dragon.

"My silver flower"

"My fiddler lord."

They flew away as the Obsidian castle in the distance was swallowed up a black hole in the sky. Both of them were worried until the event passed and the castle was nothing but rubble left away.

After landing they spotted Lucien in the distance with the healers. She saw Feyre and Mor with them, out cold but alive.

Tamlin and Nesta both breathed a sigh of relief. Then they looked at eachother. Nesta smiled at the sight of her mate, her beloved and the man who'd come to her rescue.

Tamlin pulled her close, holding his savior, his queen and his beloved.

Nesta kissed him, using words he'd once said to someone else yet were never returned until now. "I love you, thorns & all."

"And love you, my queen Nesta Acheron."

Two birds flew over them as they shared a kiss, into their happily ever after.

#tamlinweek 2024 #tamlin #nesta acheron #neslin #Day 6: Fairy Tale AU

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thomasisaslut · 4 months

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Sorry to give you another ask so early, but would you mind making a one shot of Tamlin and Eris friendship? I love the idea of Eris having being Tamlin’s mentor of sorts when he was young and as they got older it turned into a friendship and they helped each other out. (Btw the Azris oneshot you made with my prompt is utterly amazing, love your works so much❤️)

I love early requests! No worries! This is more Tamcien centric (will have pt. 2!)

And thank you so much! It means a lot to me! 🤭❤️

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On Wattpad: https://www.wattpad.com/1406098101-𝐀𝐂𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐑-𝐎𝐧𝐞-𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬-𝐒𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠-𝐒𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐫-𝐌𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢

On Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/52315039/chapters/132341749

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Spring Supper

“Tamlin invited us for dinner.” Eris says as he walks into his now shared room with Azriel, his mate has moved in a while ago, moved away from his family and the Night Court.

“What?” Azriel replies, annoyance covering his features. Clearly, the Shadowsinger still holds a grudge over the High Lord of the Spring Court.

“You heard me, we’re going.” The Autumn Fae smirks.

“I am not.” The dark haired male crosses his arms. “I told you I dislike him.”

“I already accepted the invitation, plus, he has been working on renovating his court, fixing it from…” The smaller male shuts up when Azriel sends him a warning glance. “Oh stop! She’s not even your High Lady anymore.”

“Feyre is still my family, princess.” Azriel crosses his arms, spreading out his wings before lying down on their excessively large bed.

“Whatever.” Eris mumbles and walks over to his mate, grabbing his hand. “Can you please just go to dinner with me, it’ll just be Lucien, Tamlin, you and I.” He asks with puppy dog eyes, Azriel hesitates.

The Shadowsinger groans before nodding. “Fine.”

Eris instantly grins. “Good! Come on, we have to get you changed.” The High Lord of the Autumn Court grabs Azriel’s hand, leading him to his massive walk in closet.

“I don’t need to ‘look the part’ as you say, it’s not my style.” Azriel grumbles.

“I know, but you will for me, yes?” Eris smirks over his shoulder.

The Shadowsinger can only nod, completely willing to do whatever his lover wants or needs. “Do your worst, Vanserra.”

“Oh, I will.” Eris’ smirk grows.

—

By the time the couple leaves Eris dressed the two of them in traditional Spring Court clothes, but, with Azriel’s protests of wearing anything too bright it was half Autumn cloth.

The Shadowsinger was dressed in a dark green tunic with golden embroidery formed in leaves around the cuffs and lining, a low white dress shirt underneath. He wore black pants, unable to convince himself to wear anything lighter.

Eris wore more bright clothes, a light yellow shirt with flower details, green stitch marks with embroidered pink, blue, and white flowers, Tight tan pants and black boots that end at his shins, not to mention his usual jewelry has been replaced to more spring kinds. Branch-like rings, a long chain-like necklace with a hanging flower at the end.

“I prefer my clothes.” Azriel states as he follows Eris to the Spring Manor, unlike the other Courts, Tamlin didn’t have a palace.

“I know you do, but it’s only one dinner.” Eris knocks on the red doors, the manor has been tidied up since the last time anyone was here.

Azriel remains silent but sends a few extra shadows around Eris, they swarm around his wrists, their usual position.

The High Lord of the Spring Court soon opens the door, he himself was dressed magnificently. Tamlin wore a pale white shirt, tree-branch patterns covering the shirt in a golden color. A light green vest was over it, pink flowers on the fabric, brown pants were on his legs, a golden belt fastened with a dark green flower lock.

“Eris, Azriel.” Tamlin greets with a smile before open both of the doors, allowing them to enter.

“Tam.” Eris smiles back, Azriel crosses his arms and eyes the other High Lord. “Has Lucien arrived yet?” The Autumn Fae asks.

“Yes, he is waiting.” The blond replies and leads them to the massive dining hall.

Along the walk Eris looks to Azriel. “Behave.” His mate makes a confused face which only makes Eris smirk and walk faster.

The three of them soon reach the table to be met with Lucien at the right of the head, Tamlin quickly takes his seat there, Eris sits to the left, Azriel sitting down beside him. The table was covered by a variety of meats, fruits, and other food items.

“It looks delicious.” Eris smiles, grabbing some, the rest follow in suit. “Did you make it?” The High Lord of the Autumn Court asks.

“Yes, with most of my people… leaving, I’ve relearned how to cook, clean, and do other necessities.” Tamlin hums and begins to cut his steak. “I even got your favorite.” The blond smirks and motions to the honeydew on the table. “Summer Court provided.” He adds.

“Really?” Eris looks excited, Tamlin nods and the Autumn Fae instantly grabs some of the fruit.

“Since when was honeydew your favorite?” Lucien asks, his own plate was filled with barely anything, only a small pork chop, strawberries, and a small salad.

“I’ve always liked it.” Eris meets his brother’s eye, biting back an insult.

“What’s he doing here?” The Day Court’s heir motions to Azriel.

“I never told you?” The High Lord of the Autumn Court raises his eyebrow, I could’ve sworn I lettered you…”

“I don’t read them.” Lucien states plainly, a small frown takes over Eris’ features.

“I am his mate.” Azriel pipes in, a small glare on his face as Lucien makes his lover sad.

The Half-Autumn Fae’s eye widens for a slim second before returning to his resting face. “I see.” He hums and begins to eat his food, Tamlin looks at him, a longing look.

“So…” Tamlin begins awkwardly. “How are Jurian and Vassa, Lu?”

“Fine.” He says and continues to eat his meal.

“That’s good.” The blond replies, trying to come up with another thing to talk about, he looks over to Eris.

The High Lord of the Autumn Court nudges his mate, Azriel sighs.

“Has the curse with Vassa been broken yet?” The Shadowsinger asks.

“No, we’re still working on it.” Lucien proceeds to eat.

“Have you asked Helion to use his libraries?” Eris asks.

“No.”

“You should, Lu, I am sure he would allow it.” Tamlin adds, smiling at Lucien.

The fox only nods. “I’ll letter him.”

The meal soon concludes after another twenty minute of tense conversations.

“Thank you for having us, Tam.” Eris says, grabbing onto his lovers arm, Azriel wraps his wing around the High Lord, still wary of Tamlin.

“Of course, Eris. You and Azriel are always welcomed here.” He grins at the two.

Eris returns the expression before shadows wrap around the pair, shadow-walking the mates back to the Autumn Court.

The second they leave Tamlin turns around to meet Lucien’s gaze.

“We need to talk.” He states firmly, causing a small wave of panic to fill the High Lord of the Spring Court, the blond slowly nods and replies.

“Of course.”

#tamcien #a court of thorns and roses #a court of mist and fury #acotar #a court of silver flames #acofas #acomaf #acosf #acowar #azris #azris fanfiction #azris fanart #azris supremacy #azriel x eris

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