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AO3 to 19: Magic
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Pairings: Nessian, Elucien, Gwynriel
🔥 slow burn
🌶 eventual smut
🦄 imaginative rewrite
✅️ finished (in revisions)
📖 77k published, estimated 150k total
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Ravaged by the Witchlight
AO3 to 19: Magic
For those who haven't yet had the pleasure:
Pairings: Nessian, Elucien, Gwynriel
🔥 slow burn
🌶 eventual smut
🦄 imaginative rewrite
✅️ finished (in revisions)
📖 77k published, estimated 150k total

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Chapter 19: Magic
They both reached for the ruined letter at the same time, and their hands touched.
Elain froze, and she thought Lucien did, too.
Scorching heat coursed through her. Almost enough to hurt, but certainly enough to make her senses narrow to pinprick focus. To make her feel like time was speeding up and slowing down at once. She could feel how the earth would shake violently when Prythian fell into the ocean at the end of time. Tingling, as the hair on her head raced to get out of her body, growing longer so it could reach him, since the rest of her was reluctant to do so. She felt like the sun had reversed its motion, and wondered what would be different if Lucien could forget she’d ever rejected him as a mate in those horrible days after she was thrown into the Cauldron, and he instead would realize here, at this moment—she could see him falling on his knees before her, in this pretty palace with its cold floors, and its suffocating insulation from the outside world, and from there on his knees, he would confess, “You’re my mate.”
Long seconds ticked by, marked by the room’s grandfather clock. The black ink spread slowly across the ruined draft, but Elain didn’t see it or take note of its passage. Her mind was in the stars and the sea and the dirt. Farther. Somewhere beyond the horizon…
Lucien let out a careful, shuddering breath.
And then the moment passed."
For my Elucien girlies 💅
I was so intimidated to write her POV, but enjoyed it more than I thought I would.
It is a Nessian fanfic primarily, but the Elucien subplot has stollen my heart ❤️
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Ravaged by the Witchlight
AO3 to ch. 18: Hawthorn
Cassian hadn’t tugged on the bond to warn her he was coming. Nesta wanted to look away, to glare at the others and try to guess who had invited him here, but she couldn’t take her eyes off the slight limp to his step. The way his wings drooped slightly more than usual. And while her attention was being unilaterally funneled onto Cassian, she also took note of the effort he’d made to dress properly. His face was freshly shaved, and his hair pulled neatly back, half up in the knot he liked to wear when they weren’t at court. Relief, guilt, and more than a little appreciation flooded her. And then he noticed her staring and ruined it with a smug fucking grin.
Pairings: Nessian, Elucien, Gwynriel
📝 Longfic, finished, in editing.
👓 76k published now, estimated 150k total
🔥 Slow burn
🌶 Eventual smut
🦄 Imaginative rewrite

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“I just wanted to be yours, can I be yours?”
I always enjoy a solid angst, especially when said angst is so tangible in the subtext. Elain and Lucien will get their happily ever after, blah blah — proper name place name backstory stuff (tell me something I don’t know), but I really wanted to touch on the tension and yearning written into their narrative. I eat it up every single time.
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How it's going:
(Mild spoiler)
Is it cursed? ✨Probably✨
I write better than I art, I swear.
Links: Beginning Chapter 17 (most recent as of posting)
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