I saw someone saying "Elriels have gone quiet" when I've seen at least 10 new Elriel accounts just this week lmao

HAHAHAHAHAHAHHA

Gw*nriels being brave talking about wanting to lecture Elriels about true love when what they have is a SECOND HAND GIFT where he's just so desperate to get rid of it + him regretting not being able to change course when he found Gw*n + pure training with all other priestesses.

Can someone just make a screenshot of Sarah's latest interviews to cancel out anytime an EL replies with that ancient, disintegrating 300 BC screenshot of Sarah's deleted Facebook comment (that doesn't even prove anything)

Azriel showing up in a jacket instead of his usual Illyrian leathers:

"the guy is hot but..." That but was negative btw.

Hypaxia and Bryce's meeting being an example of it

Elain rasped, “Nice to meet you,” before hustling after her, the silk skirts of her cobalt dress whispering over the parquet floor.

In acotar 6 I want a scene where Elriel are practicing stealth and subterfuge and it’s Elains task to sneak up on Azriel. He promises not to let his shadows whisper her whereabouts to him but he is so attuned to her he doesn’t need them.

I’ll say it. If you are okay with every Elain ship but then draw the line when it comes to Elriel, you are anti Elain’s choice.

I can’t wait to see Elain tatted up with whatever bargain she makes with Az, can it please be truthteller Sarah

elriel training arc is about to be SO HOT.

“Elain sat silently at one of the wrought-iron tables, a cup of tea before her. Azriel was sprawled on the chaise longue across the gray stones, sunning his wings and reading what looked to be a stack of reports.”

“He grinned at me over the giant tiered cake in his arms- over the twenty-one sparkling candles lighting up his face. Cassian clapped me on the shoulder. 'You thought you could sneak it past us, didn't you?' I groaned. 'You're all insufferable.' Elain floated to my side. 'Happy birthday, Feyre.' My friends- my family- echoed the words as Rhys set the cake on the low-lying table before the fire. I glanced toward my sister. 'Did you...?' A nod from Elain. 'Nuala did the decorating, though.' It was then that I realised what the three different tiers had been painted to look like. On the top: flowers. In the middle: flames. And on the bottom, widest layer... stars. The same design of the chest of drawers I'd once painted in that dilapidated cottage. One for each of us- each sister. Those stars and moons sent to me, my mind, by my mate, long before we'd ever met. 'I asked Nuala to do it in that order,' Elain said as the others gathered round. 'Because you're the foundation, the one who lifts us. You always have been.' My throat tightened unbearably, and I squeezed her hand in answer. Mor, Cauldron bless her, shouted, 'Make a wish and let us get to the presents!”