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Work is kicking my ass this week, guys. BUT... in lieu of the whole chapter, which I am still editing for word choice, I can share part of a scene I think people will like, behind the cut. :)
Consider this my apology for taking longer with his chapter than I'd planned. But it IS written, as is the one afterwards. It's just a matter of fine-tuning and having at least one of my betas look at it.
“I would really like to kiss you, Nes,” he said in a low voice. “But like I said, I—I don’t want you to get the wrong idea of why I invited you out here, like I only want one thing—”
“You don’t need to keep explaining yourself to me, Eris. You’ve been nothing but respectful, and if I didn't want to be here, I wouldn't," Nesta countered softly, her eyes fluttering open halfway to stare upwards at him.
He huffed a small laugh through his nose, then rested his forehead against hers. “God. I really did plan to be a lot smoother about all this, I hope you know. I just… I don't even know how to put it. End up falling apart when you’re around?"
Nesta chuckled, her cheeks heating up. She could feel his warm breath on her lips, and the anticipation was dizzying. “I’m pretty out of practice, too, for what it's worth” she admitted. “But do you remember what I told you at that gourd place back in Ithaca?”
By then, they were practically flush with one another. “Who could ever forget Gourdtopia?”
She bit her bottom lip slightly, which Eris’ eyes tracked immediately; when he next caught her gaze, his pupils had blown, darkening his eyes to nearly the color of molasses. “I told you to stop overthinking.” She took a shallow breath, then added, “And while I don't have an awl this time, I’m about to—hm!”
She never got a chance to finish that statement, as Eris closed the gap between them and captured her lips with his own, swallowing her yelp of surprise.
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A final piece that was planned for Nesta Week -- This was originally planned for Free Day.
Sorry not sorry about the angst.
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"I've turned it over in my mind again and again," Nesta said, and looking at her now he saw the glassiness of her eyes. The faraway look that indicated some sort of shock. "It must have been about equality, right? I'm your mate, I'm expected to be equal to you."
Cassian's mouth fell open, and he looked helplessly at Azriel who, despite all his efforts at constant stoicism, appeared nothing short of stricken.
"I know it must be a disappointment that I did not make Carynthian."
"Nesta," His brother began, his voice strained. "Do you think we put you in that Rite?"
His mate finally lifted her gaze, settling her unfocused eyes on the shadowsinger without any real heat in them.
"Didn't you?"
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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
For sapphic drabbles, Random number gave me 19: beneath.
For the pairing, let's go Nesta/Clare.
Yes, love this! Fair warning, it turns sad by the end... I hope you enjoy! Written for @sjmsapphic Day Two: maiden, mother, crone | touch | red string of fate
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The willow keeps their secrets.
That’s what Clare always says, ducking beneath the trailing curtain of green leaves, pulling Nesta after her by the hand. No one will find us here. She's right. The branches are thick, falling down and brushing the grass, sealing them into a green-hued, quiet world that belongs only to them. The river babbles somewhere beyond the green curtain, signaling life continuing without them. Nesta has stopped caring about the outside world. This, right here, is all she needs.
They’ve been coming here for two summers now, ever since Clare first pulled her through the branches and they sat in the green, sun-dappled grass, talking for so long they lost track of the afternoon. Since then they’ve claimed this space. They keep a blanket folded in the crook of the roots, together with a small stack of books and little notes they write each other.
They come here as often as they can. After lessons during which Nesta’s mother has been extra cruel. After market days. After Nesta’s father says something that sits wrong and she needs to get it off her chest. Clare always comes.
Today, they’re lying in the grass, their shoulders touching, watching the light move through the branches. It’s peaceful. There’s nowhere else they need to be.
Clare turns onto her side. She watches Nesta for a second, and she can feel the gaze like a brand. Nesta turns towards Clare at the same time she touches Nesta’s face, her fingertips tracing the sweep of her cheekbone, unhurried, like she’s confirming something by touch that she already knows by sight. Nesta freezes, holding her breath. Clare tucks a strand of hair behind her ear, letting her fingers trail down the curve of it. Nesta feels that small touch everywhere.
“Clare—”
“Shh.” Her thumb moves to Nesta’s jaw, tilting her face up slightly toward the light as if to study her. Then her fingers drift down to the soft skin of her throat and rest there, feeling her pulse. Nesta wonders if Clare can tell it’s speeding up in anticipation.
She probably can.
Her hand moves lower, to the center of her sternum, and she presses her palm there, warm skin against flushed skin, like she’s steadying her.
She can definitely tell.
Nesta exhales slowly, trying to steady her racing heart. Clare’s fingers come back up, tracing her bottom lip in a feather-light touch. Nesta parts her lips, a soft sound escaping them.
Something pulls in Nesta's chest, something enormous and frightening and entirely inevitable. She closes the distance herself, surging up into Clare’s arms.
Clare makes a soft sound when their mouths meet, her hand sliding into Nesta’s hair. She kisses her back deeply, slowly, with a tenderness so sincere that Nesta doesn't know what to do with it. She has never been kissed like this. Like she’s something deserving of love. It’s nothing like she thought it would be. She used to think she’d know what to do, but she doesn’t. She only knows she doesn’t want this feeling to stop, ever.
When they finally pull apart, gasping for air, Clare is smiling, her eyes still closed.
"Finally," she whispers.
*****
Nesta wakes to the grey morning light, greeted by her own, cracked ceiling, lying in her own cold bed.
The dream dissolves quickly, like water slipping through her fingers. Clare's face goes blurry, then her voice goes distant. The phantom warmth leaves her last. Nesta lies still and tries to hold on as long as she can, sighing deeply, feeling tears trickling down her cheeks when the feeling inevitably leaves her.
Clare Beddor has been dead for two years.
The willow is probably still there, its branches long and thick with green leaves, their blanket tucked between the roots, their notes probably falling apart from the effects of time and the weather. It’ll still be there, their private little world, keeping secrets for all eternity.
i wish there was a way to say "you're right, but this is really ineffective and even counterproductive messaging to anyone who doesn't already agree with you" without sounding like an asshole
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As everyone may or may not know, @theladyofbloodshed sadly took a step back this year after having run Neris Week for several years. We've got some huge shoes to fill, but this year's team has already been hard at work to transition this event week into something really special across not just Tumblr, but also Instagram and Reddit!
Without further ado, and in alphabetical order, please welcome this year's mod team! behind the cut!
Hi hiii, I'm ebbie (or briar). I’ve been in the fandom just under two years now but it quickly took root in my life.
I shipped Neris in SF, but you bet I was side-eying that scene in WAR when Nesta stands up to Beron and the other High Lords. Their dance scene was the first time I felt like I saw Nesta. She felt more at ease in that scene than in any other to me. Neris just gives me the vibe that Eris would marvel in her destruction, and truly embrace her for who (and what) she is.
I just recently started writing fanfic so I don’t have anything to show for Neris myself (yet), but A Court of Tangled Flames (classic) & No One Likes a Mad Woman(!!!) are the first two Neris fics that I read and only fueled my love for them more. There are so many different ways their story could play out and all are as equally beautiful and delicious (yes, I want max drama and angst, otherwise what’re we doing here, y'all?).
I’m super excited to be part of this year’s appreciation week and I can’t wait for all the wonderful art and stories to come! ❤️🔥
You may know me as Hope Iochi on Tumblr or Zealousideal-Can-403 on Reddit. I've been in this fandom for more than a year, though I read the books during the pandemic.
I don't remember how I came to read my first Neris fic, but it converted me. I do remember, for sure, that I devoured one fic after another: "A Court of Flames and Forgiveness" by mytearsricochet89, "A Court of Tangled Flames" by Theladyofbloodshed and "A Court of Unforged Hearts" by limeandorange (with whom I now have the pleasure to work) & MissMandy. My obsession with this ship only grew, and I discovered many more talented writers and artists. Every Neris fic I've read has fixed something I didn't even know was broken by the canon, every art piece I've seen brightened my day and filled my heart with warmth. I want to say thank you to everyone who has materialised their love for Neris into something beautiful.
This is what inspired me to help the community by being a mod for #nerisweek2026. Even if it is my first involvement in such a big fandom event, I hope that together with this year's team, we'll do a good job.
Hi hi guys, I’m limeandorange! 🍋🟩 🍊
I have been somewhat in fandom 2 years now, and let me just say I was basically lost to Neris before Nesta and Eris had even properly interacted. Every single Eris scene in SF had me sitting there like: “This HAS to be leading somewhere, right?”
The flames, the sharp attitudes, the eldest child issues, the emotional repression, the fact they would absolutely combust if trapped in the same room together… and then the dance scene happened and I was gone, fully claimed by Neris Nation, no recovery possible. Naturally, the second I finished the books, I immediately started writing my fanfic "A Court of Unforged Hearts", and that story is still my baby to this day!
Some fun facts about me:
Limes are rich in vitamin C and honestly deserve more appreciation for their immune system contributions.
Oranges are great for hydration and potassium, which means together lime and orange are basically the power couple of citrus.
Citrus fruits can help with iron absorption which feels useful for surviving both life and Neris angst.
I have spent an unreasonable amount of time thinking about fictional faeries and also citrus fruits.
I can’t wait to share Neris Week with everyone and I’m sure we’re going to have a great time together! 🍋🟩 🔥
Hi everyone! I'm Bee, aka MM, aka MadMorrigan.
I joined the ACOTAR fandom in December of 2024 after mainlining the first book over the course of 3 days. I initially fell head-over-heels for Elucien (and am still a still a huge fan of that ship); Neris was a complete accident! I fell down the rabbithole by reading through @separatist-apologist's entire fic library, and No One Likes A Mad Woman grabbed me by the scruff of my neck and never let go. My love for Neris has only grown from there.
I've since written a few fics of my own featuring those two: "You've Got Mail (Neris' version)" (the first half is co-written; in progress) and "We Both Go Down Together" (complete, though the series it's part of is ongoing). I cannot fully express how thrilled I was to jump into Neris Week this year, and this year's team is seriously one of the most motivated and easy to work with groups I've worked with!
Outside of the internet, I'm a west coast working mom with too many hobbies that range from collecting plants, knitting, D&D, foraging, reading, writing, and both digital and traditional art. Fun fact: I've also written a fair amount of Forgotten Realms fanfic over the years, and have co-written several little 5e supplement books one can find on DMsGuild!
I just know we're all gonna have a great time this year. Let's go Neris nation! 🍄
Hi, I’m PinkFuneral!
I joined the fandom in 2023 and shipped Neris when I read Silver Flames. I was so disappointed Nesta didn’t accept Eris’ proposal, because they had so much chemistry and heat during the dance scene. It wasn’t until I started talking to other fans on Reddit that I realized I wasn’t the only one with this opinion.
I like to explore various ships when writing to see what I can come up with. I’ve written Morlain, Gwynlain, Jassa, Azris, and Tamris, as well as several Elucien fics. I’m currently working on my first Neris fic.
In real life, I’m a mom in the Midwestern US that likes to read, write, and garden. I have a no-lawn yard full of native flowers and plants, and I love to document what’s growing every week through pictures and drawings. 🌼
Hi, I’m teethmissing, or you can just call me teeth!
I’ve been in the fandom since 2021, but wasn’t super active until 2025. I’ve loved Nesta from the very beginning, and after Silver Flames, I just felt myself wanting more to her story. That’s how I stumbled upon Neris fanfiction, and my addiction started there. I’ve probably devoured every fanfic that’s been publicly shared, which inspired me to start writing my own.
I’m extremely excited to be a part of the team for this year’s Neris week! I hope you’ll join us in celebrating what would be Prythian’s Hottest Power Couple.
I hope you've enjoyed getting to meet us - come say hi in the comments! Finally, we'll see you next week, when we announce this year's prompts!
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