featherymalignancy: Tender Jar: An Elriel Experiment “Lik
featherymalignancy: Tender Jar: An Elriel Experiment “Like a jar you housed infinite tenderness, and the infinite tenderness shattered you like a jar” -Pablo Neruda Synopsis: Six months after the war, Elain is still mourning all that the cauldron took from her, and it’s only Azriel she trusts not to judge her for her brokenness. However, when she has a vision concerning both Lucien and Graysen, she steels her courage and braves first the Spring Court and then the Mortal World, Azriel at her side. When lines are drawn and Elain is pushed to her emotional limit, she must decide whether she will let her past shatter her or give in to the desires of her tender heart.Warnings: Elriel with brief Elucien. NSFW. Contains some graphic depictions of sex and foul language, and minor violence. See The Masterlist here Previously on Tender Jar… “You have nothing to be nervous about, if that’s what’s bothering you,” Azriel said. “I think Tamlin’s going to find you’re a more skilled opponent then he’s anticipating.” She glanced up to find him giving her a soft, reassuring smile, full lips curved into a perfect bow. For a second she wanted to reach out and touch them, suddenly desperate to know if they were as soft as they looked. Part IV: Elain bit her lip, staring at herself in the full length mirror as Feyre arranged fresh flowers in her hair. “It’s—“ she began, studying the voluminous lavender gown and biting her lip. It was covered in silk and soft tulle, white silk flowers crowded around the bodice and falling in a cascade down the skirt and along the trailing hem. “The Spring Court fashion, I’m afraid,” Feyre finished, sounding sympathetic. Rhys, who was leaning in the doorway with arms crossed, snorted. “You look like Feyre on her wedding day,” he said with derision, and Feyre rolled her eyes. “It’s been two years, Rhys. Let it go.” Keep reading Reblogging with Azriel’s POV, see the link below! Tender Jar Wingsin: Azriel’s POV -- source link