Cassian couldn't argue with that logic. The Cauldron had blessed him in the form of cancelled plans, meaning Rhys, Feyre, Morrigan, and Azriel had all fucked off for the evening. The idea of spending time alone with Nesta, getting to know her and trying to put a name to this thing between them, was something he doubted he could have managed on purpose.
"I could go for snacks," he responded, assessing the small loveseat that took up half of Nesta's living room. The size of her place made him feel like he ate cake in Wonderland and was without the appropriate counter-snack to return to normal.
"Any requests?"
"Nah, whatever you're having is fine," he called after her. "Heyā where do you keep your blankets?"
A long pause was her response, probably weighing his question on some inherent creep scale most women possessed. His breaths came a little easier when she replied.
"They're in the ottoman!"
Cassian snapped into action, laying each of them in a pallet on her floor. At least he could stretch out fully rather than cramming onto the couch. No one would ever accuse him of not making himself at home.
"What the hell are you doing?" Nesta asked, startling him in his concentration. Her tone was amused rather than accusatory.
"I won't fit on your kid furniture." He tossed a couple of her throw pillows on the blankets.
She blessed him with her soft laughter. "My furniture is average. It's not my fault that your limbs are out of control."
Cassian barked a laugh and launched a pillow toward her. With impressive speed, Nesta rotated her body to shield the large bowl of popcorn and her bag of M&Ms as if she held an infant.
"If you make me spill, you're eating yours off the floor."
He rolled his eyes. Lowering himself onto his back, he fluffed the pillows and selected a movie. It wasn't until Nesta spoke again that he realized she remained standing.
"I should have split this into two bowls. I originally thought we would be on the couch, butā"
"Nesta, sit your ass down here."
She blinked those vibrant blue eyes, and her eyelids lowered into a glare. Fuck, she was pretty. It made his mouth dry up a little. Okay, it made his mouth dry up a lot.
"Maybe I'll sit on the couch and share nothing with you."
Cassian's eyes rounded in mock outrage, and the evidence of a smirk betrayed Nesta's serious expression.
"That doesn't seem fair. Look, Sweetheart, just come sit until the snacks run out. You could be on the couch by the end of the opening scene if we try hard enough."
Nesta debated his offer. When he made a show of scooting over a bit, she walked over and lowered herself on crossed legs. She placed the bowl between their hips and held the large bag of M&Ms in her lap. Once settled, she offered him a small smile over her shoulder before turning back to the movie.
It was best to keep his hands occupied, so he promptly dove into the popcorn. After a couple of handfuls, he had the craving for something sweet and mindlessly reached over Nesta's leg for a handful of candied chocolate.
The sharp sting of her fingers over the back of his palm snapped his attention away from the movie.
"If I was sharing these, they would be in the middle."
"You could have just told me these were off-limits!"
Cassian was all too aware of his forearm resting on Nesta's thigh. Her eyes were locked in the same place, looking as conflicted as he felt by the contact. Her hand brushed his when she reached for more, but she didn't push him away.
"Nes, your hands are cold," he murmured. It took everything in him not to reach for it.
"Someone took all my blankets." Her gaze landed on his again, and he felt the force of it down to his toes. He opened his mouth to respond, but she continued. "And all my pillows, for that matter."
Nesta moved their snacks off to the side, scooting her hips closer. Cassian wasn't sure what she was doing, but he was barely breathing. She lowered her body next to his, using his bicep to cradle her head. He was afraid to move.
"Since you took them all, I'll use you instead."
They lay like that for the duration of the movie and into the credits. Cassian glanced down to see Nesta's delicate lashes against her cheeks and risked curling his arm around her shoulder to shield her from the chill. He froze when she began to stir, only relaxing when she buried her face in his chest.
Clearly, he made for a rather good pillow.
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Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Letās spread the self-love š
Hello darling š„°š„°
My top five favorite fics of my own making in order:
When Passion Rules the Gameācompleted rowaelin multi-chapter, mainly smut & some drama
A Dance to Rememberārowaelin oneshot, koa missing scene
Youāre a Mystery to Meāin progress rowaelin and elorcan multi-chapter, mysteries and high school drama (scooby-doo au)
Getaway Carāin progress rowaelin mini-series, high school drama & and bad boy rowan
Nothing I Want Moreāfeysand oneshot, high schoolers & fluff
For the shipping memeā can I bother you for some Elucien?! Anything and everything! ā¤ļø
We're going for everything babes let's get to it!
falls asleep on the couch: Elain. After those long days in the garden, soaking up the sun she passes out on the couch occasionally. Lucien scoops her up in his arms and takes her to bed.
makes friends with the neighbors: Both of them. They're both very likable, extroverted people. Elain has a slightly higher margin here. Sometimes people can be put off/ dont know how to react with Lucien's sarcasm and dry humor.
is the adventurous eater: Lucien 100%. Elain gets curious when he moans in delight and raves about how good it is. Her curiosity always gets the best of her.
hogs the covers at night: Elain. Lucien is like a furnace at night. So it's always Elain though majority of the time she just uses her mateās body and honestly who could blame her?
forgets to do the dishes: Elain. She makes a mess in the kitchen, fills the sink with dishes. She says she'll get to it but she never does. Lucien doesn't mind, she cooks and bakes the most delicious things. Eventually he takes over dishwashing completely.
tries to surprise their partner more often: tries to? Elain. But Lucien has the one up on her always. She hates and loves it
leaves dirty laundry on the floor: Honestly neither? I think they both use a hamper. The only time there's dirty laundry on the floor is when they're ripping clothes off each other. If it's anyone it's Elain.
stays up til 2 AM reading: Lucien. He's his father's son. Dude stays up all night. If a book really pulls Elain in she will be up too but it's not all the time.
sings in the shower: lmaooo Elain and she's awful. Lucien hums alot tho.
takes the selfies: Elain. I do headcanon that modern Lucien digs photography but he's a behind the camera guy.
plans date night: Lucien and he plans the best dates that Elain gushes about for days. After Feyre and Nesta hear of it and they tell Elain what their mates do Elain tells Lucien. Naturally Lucien ups his game.. It ends being a competition between Rhys, Cassian and Lucien on who plans the best dates.
Also, Great job on all of your fics! I find myself anxiously awaiting the next chapter every week. Iām very picky about the fanfictions I read and you are one of the best fic writers Iāve come across. Keep doing what youāre doing! Cannot wait to see your work published one day. š¤
Anything by @thewayshedreamed--especially her fic Prick.
And thank you so much! I'm absolutely overwhelmed that you think my fics are worthy of you reading them <3
I would LOVE to be published. Let's cross fingers, eh?
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Thank you so much to all of you who follow me and consume my content. Iāll try to avoid being overly mushy here, but yāall have been so good to me since I started writing.Ā Itās a little wild to me that there are 800 of you who choose to stick around, but I love you eternally for it! ā¤ļø
This is something Iāve wanted to do for several milestones prior, but as time does, it flew by! Iāve really wanted to do something to show my appreciation to each and every one of you, so I want to have an 800-follower prompt-a-thon!Ā
Iāve included links to a few prompt lists, but your prompt doesnāt necessarily have to come from these. I just wanted to make it a bit easier for those of you who didn't have something specific in mind! Feel free to combine a couple of prompts in the same request if you want something specific.Ā
To participate, please send me an ask with your desired prompt(s) and the ship you want featured.Ā
Ships/ Pairings:
ACoTaR:
Nessian
Feysand
Elucien
Elriel
Gwynriel
ToG:
Rowaelin
Manorian
Elorcan
Lysaedion
Prompt Lists:
Angst + Soft + Smut + Random Prompts
Angst Dialogue Prompts
Fluff + Angst + General prompts, Part 1 ⢠Part 2
Physical Touch Prompts
Smutty One-liner Prompts
Note: please miss me with the ship wars. Thatās not what this follower celebration is about in the slightest, and I want to show appreciation to anyone who has enjoyed my content. If you happen to see a drabble featuring a ship you donāt like, youāre welcome to keep scrolling and refrain from consuming said content. What weāre not going to do, on any day, is bring hate to this blog. So far, Iāve managed to keep things positive, and I would love to keep it that way.
For each prompt I receive, I will write a short drabble of around 800 words! This event aims to show appreciation, but Iām also challenging myself to brevity with it! (Those of you who regularly read my fics know this is not my strength).Ā
My goal is to fill as many prompts as possible! Hope to see some of you lovelies in my ask box šĀ
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A/N: Iām still keeping track of all my tag lists and will continue to add them to the end of my fics. However, Tumblr can be a fickle little thing, so I decided to use specific hashtags in case anyone wants to use them to find my posts! The tags Iām using for each post will be ā#twsd writesā and ā#twsd ficsā.
Organized by: Pairing ā> Fic length
Nessianā
One-shots
Fight or Flight ⢠ao3
Military au
Cassian is a flight commander with the Air Force
Nesta is an intelligence officer on the same AF base
Nessian fluff
Open Secrets, Part 2 ⢠ ao3
Reverse Fake Dating au
Cassian and Nesta are finally getting along
Rumors spark about their relationship
Death Dance, Part 2 ⢠ ao3
AĀ Symphony, 200 years later
Illyrian training, set in canon
Illyrian battle drills
Cassian sees Nesta with her hair down for the 1st time
Post- A Court of Wings and Ruin
Under the Weather ⢠ ao3
University auĀ
Cassian shows up to work on research
Nesta is sick, Cassian stays to take care of her
Domestic Nessian fluff
Hellhound ⢠ ao3
Modern au
Nesta has a panic attack
Cassian intervenes
Nessian Fluff
Fix ItĀ
Married au
Starts with married bickering
The fluffiest Nessian
everything i wanted ⢠ao3
Illyrianet Fic Fest
Song Prompt- everything i wanted
Nessian angst + comfort
The Next Life ⢠ao3
Nessian Week, AU day (Modern)
Bookstore meetcute
Soulmates, inspired by interactions in acowar
Nessian fluff
Open Invitation ⢠ao3
Set in canon, during the war
Mutual Pining/ Longing
Light angst
Light hurt/ comfort
Playing With Fire ⢠ao3
Set in canon, before Nesta is Fae
Cassian POV
Pining
Light Angst + Smut
The Hereafter ⢠ao3
Set in canon, post-acowar + pre-acofas
Nesta POV
Tense interactions after the warĀ
Prickly Nesta, some vulnerability
Angst + Longing
Mini-Fics
Prick, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4Ā ā Ā complete ⢠ao3
Illyrianet Nessian Month 2021
Prompt: tattoo artist au
Nesta and Cassian are tattoo artists in Velaris
Nesta asks Cassian to do her first tattoo
Nessian tension + fluff
Multi-Chapter
This Time ā masterlistĀ - complete  ⢠ ao3
Friends with benefits au
Cassian and Nesta are long-time best friends turned fwbs
Cassian confesses to being in love with Nesta, angst ensues
SomewhereĀ ā masterlistĀ - in progress ⢠ ao3Ā
Toxic-> Healing au
Inspired by Is There Somewhere by Halsey
Nessian angst, eventual fluff
Something, Anything ā masterlist - in progress ⢠ao3
Bodyguard au
Nesta is a powerful prosecutor for Prythian
Sexual tension/ smut
Prompt-driven fic
Not Even at All ā masterlist - in progress ⢠ao3
High school au
Based on 10 Things I Hate About You
Includes multiple POVs, but is Nessian-centric
FeysandāĀ
One-shots
Secrets Donāt Make Friends ⢠ ao3
Reverse Fake Dating au
Partners at a marketing firm
Rhysand is a Marketing Director, Feyre is a Creative Director
Feysand Fluff
Into the Void ⢠ ao3
āLife or death kissā prompt
Set in canon
Timelineā ACoMaF: after meeting with the mortal queens, prior to Rhys being attacked
Feysand angst
The Stars Who Listen ⢠ ao3
Modern au, grief prompt
Feyre dies in an accident, 9 mo. pregnant
Rhysandās grief and healing
Date Night In ⢠ ao3
Modern au, pregnancy prompt
Tooth-rotting pregnancy fluff
Elrielā
One-shots
Side Bar ⢠ ao3
Modern au
Set in āThis Timeā Nessian au
Mutual pining
Absolute Elriel Fluff
Centerfold ⢠ao3
Modern au
Inspired by Coney Island - Taylor Swift & The National
Max Elriel angst
Other--Ā
One-shots
Prickly Pair ⢠ ao3
Modern au, Nesta x Azriel brotp
Set inĀ āThis Timeā Nessian au
Best friend fluff
Something Blue ⢠ ao3
Modern au, Nesta x Azriel brotp
Set inĀ āThis Timeā Nessian au
Nesta helps Azriel shop for an engagement ring
Their Muse ⢠ao3
Modern au, Nesta x Azriel brotp
Nesta and Azriel work together to create a Solstice gift for Cassian
Best friend fluff, Nessian fluff
Morons ⢠ao3
Modern au, Nesta x Azriel brotp
Nesta sets Azriel up on a blind date
Best friend fluff/humor, Elriel fluff
The Council ⢠ao3
Set post-acosf, Archeron sisters (Nessian-centric)
The Archerons as an iteration of the three-bodied goddess