#spring court
When Feyre was back at the Spring Court
There was 1 Imposter among them.
Rhysand being Rhysand
Tamlin: I will give you anything to free Feyre from the bargain.
Rhysand: Interesting offer…… Magic 8 Ball, should I take it?
Rhysand: It’s a solid nah, Tamlin, better luck next time.
“The quickest way to a man’s heart is through the fourth and fifth ribs” - Amren
Author: Sarah J Maas
Amren is such a baddie can’t help but love her!
Bewitching & Astonishing Art by: Ally @Alrun.art
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Feyre & Suriel ✨
Credits: Enchanting art by the Briana Mora
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TAMLIN
So I knowwwwww the situation with Tamlin in the situation, but hey, im drawing all high lords and their NSFW versions so I need to include Tamlin in it! Plus, I do have a soft spot for him
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Cassian in the Spring Court: So itchy!
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Lucien x Reader
Summary: After you and your mate escape the Autumn Court into Spring, you have constant nightmares about being captured and brought back. This is you telling your mate you’re scared.
Warnings:None.
Word Count: 864
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“What’s wrong?” Lucien asks, sitting up stock straight next to you, chest heaving as he frantically searches the room, eye humming softly as he scans the room for danger. He can feel your rapid heartbeat in his chest, his matching yours as the frozen terror you felt from your dream burns like ice in his veins.
“What–” your breath catches in your throat, hugging your knees tightly to your chest, eyes brimming with tears that you can barely hold back. The silk sheets beneath you are damp, it’s much hotter than the Autumn Court. “What if they come after us?”
“They can’t,” Lucien responds softly, placing a hand gently on your back, rubbing a familiar pattern up and down. “They can’t enter the territory. We’re safe here.”
“Just because they can’t enter the Spring Court for territory reasons doesn’t mean that they won’t,” you say, picking at your cuticles and chewing on your lip. You refuse to look over at him, afraid that you’ll see the disappointed look on his face. “You know how your family is.”
His eye whirrs, irritated. And he’s thinking that he does know who his family is. His father is powerful, but he would never enter the Spring Court, never cross that line, too lazy to do the dirty work himself. No, he’d make someone else do it.
Most likely one of his siblings.
But not Eris. Lucien knew that both of you were safe from his oldest brother and he could relax with that thought alone – that his most powerful and intelligent kin would not volunteer nor accept the demand to find the both of you, even if it meant answering to his fathers fists.
“He wouldn’t dare send them after us,” Lucien’s voice is shaky and his hand stops its trail up your spine, slipping down onto the bed where the sheets are still warm from where you were lying not so long ago. “Not after–”
“Please,” you choke, cutting him off, throat burning with tears, “Don’t.”
Not after he killed his brother and Tamlin slaughtered the other.
You couldn’t hear him say it aloud, the basis of your nightmare. His brothers chasing after you with wild eyes and feral grins, teeth glinting like the blades of their knives. It hadn’t been pretty, but the two of you had gotten away and were still together, at least you had that.
You and your mate sit in silence, trying to calm your breathing and to take your mind off of the harrowing events that happened only a fortnight ago.
You haven’t been able to sleep since. Your stomach in knots, churning throughout the day and into the night, the constant fear of one of the Autumn Court family members or courtiers coming to drag you back always in your mind. You knew Beron has spies, some of the best in Prythian, and they would surely be sneaky enough to murder you without a whisper.
You’d hardly even left the luxurious estate, though both Lucien and Tamlin tried. The High Lord even offered you protection from his best warriors, a promise that you were safe in his lands, but you’d politely declined, hiding your trembling fingers behind your skirts.
“Tamlin says that we’re safe,” Lucien breaks the silence, his voice quiet. You don’t quite believe him.
“Well I don’t trust him either,” your response is nearly inaudible, wondering if the High Lord of Spring has his own spies.
“Why?” And it’s not an accusation. A genuine question from your mate, and you finally set your gaze on him, showing him the utter fear in your eyes, flooding the bond with your fear.
“Because he killed the High Lord of the Night Court.”
Lucien bites back the retort threatening to escape his throat. He doesn’t want to upset you further. Instead, the amber haired male pulls you tight into his arms, reclining backwards into the bed, your head resting on his chest as he holds you close. Pressing kisses into your forehead and pushing every ounce of love he holds for you through your bond, you relax slightly, shutting your eyes and breathing in his familiar scent.
He knows exactly what kind of crimes Tamlin has committed in the last few centuries, knows the entirety of the muddied tale between Spring and Night, who murdered who. But for some reason Eris trusted the Spring Lord, and he trusted his brother. Until he could think of a better plan to protect you, this was all he could do.
“I will protect you with my life (Y/N), I can promise you that. I love you too much to let anything happen to you.”
You look up at him, hand resting over his steady heartbeat beneath your palm. His eyes are earnest, caressing your cheek with a light touch.
“And I love you too. But I don’t want to live if I am not with you, Luc,” you admit, “It’d hurt too much.”
“Then let’s just live tonight,” he responds softly, brushing your hair behind your ear, using the hand to slide around the back of your neck and pull you into him fully, meeting your mouth in a long, passionate kiss.
I don’t think Jurian is completely evil.
And before you walk away from this post forever, hear me out.
During the War, Clythia, Amarantha’s sister, who is said in ACOTAR to be “as vicious and wretched as she [referring to Amarantha]” fell in love with Jurian, who was a warrior and “commanded mighty human armies”.
It’s heavily implied in ACOTAR that for a High Fae to fall in love with a mere mortal was beneath their station and often frowned upon. Just think about how the Autumn Court executed Lucien’s lover, who was a lesser fae. Imagine what they would have done to a mortal.
That said, Clythia did indeed fall in love with Jurian. That would mean Jurian must’ve had some incredible qualities for a mortal—qualities that caught the eye of a High Fae.
In ACOTAD, it was stated that Jurian betrayed Clythia “After months of stomaching being her lover…” Why? Because being Clythia’s lover had been the way to gain information regarding the fae armies. I feel like this part would be something that might parallel to Rhysand’s personality. Jurian was doing everything he could to ensure his side’s victory in the world. He was doing everything he could to protect the mortal lands, to defeat and crush the fae that wanted to destroy the mortals. And this strikes me as what Rhys would do. Rhysand was willing to give up every part of himself, physically and mentally, if it meant protecting Velaris and his friends. Yes, Rhysand wouldn’t have done what Jurian did to Clythia—he “tortured and butchered her, crucifying her with ash wood so she couldn’t move while he did it. He left the pieces of her for Amarantha to find.” However, the point being is that while Jurian can be evil and sadistic, he also seemed to be selfless in his cause, and could apparently be charming to the other gender and species. Another parallel to Rhys here would be the fact that Jurian put the good of the mortal lands before himself. He obviously didn’t want to be a lover to Clythia—didn’t want to get into bed with her—because he already had Miryam at the time, based upon what Mor said in Hybern in ACOMAF, “They [referring to Miryam and Drakon] were mated and married the night you slaughtered Clythia.”, which shows that Jurian must’ve been lovers with both Clythia and Miryam at some point in time.
Inaddition, before Drakon allied himself with the humans, Miryam also fell in love with Jurian, and Jurian loved her back. Once again, the charm towards the other gender and species (Miryam was half human, half fae) showed. Obviously, if Miryam had fallen in love with Jurian, then he must’ve had some redeeming qualities.
Of course, during the War, Jurian’s obsession to win the war and take down Amarantha resulted in Miryam falling in love with Drakon, the two of which happen to be mates. And this is where Jurian’s parallel to Tamlin comes in.
According to Mor, Miryam broke up with Jurian before completely falling in love (and going all the way) with Drakon. And based upon the implications in ACOMAF, Jurian still desires Miryam (by the way he kept asking Mor where she was). He wants revenge on Drakon, for winning the heart of his lover, and he wants Miryam for himself. In this situation, he’s extremely similar to Tamlin. Feyre had initially fallen in love with Tamlin, before she realized how damaged he’d become from Under the Mountain. Miryam had initially fallen in love with Jurian, before she realized how the War and his obsession with Amarantha had caused him to go insane. Feyre ended it with Tamlin (through the letter she sent him after she was rescued by the Night Court). Miryam ended it with Jurian. Tamlin, refusing to believe that Feyre no longer loves him, does everything he can, including making a bargain with Hybern, in order to ensure that Feyre is beside him in the Spring Court. He has no thought for what Feyre wanted (to have time to herself in the Night Court, to not be hunted like a pet, to have a say in her life). Similarly, Jurian wants Miryam for himself. He wants to wreak vengeance upon Drakon, with no thought of what Drakon’s death might do to Miryam. He spares no thoughts for what Miryam might want. Tamlin puts Feyre before the good of the world. He sold out the Spring Court and the mortal lands to Hybern, for the return of Feyre. Similarly, Jurian doesn’t care what happens to the rest of the world (shown by the fact that he allies himself with Hybern, his past enemy during the War, in ACOMAF) as long as he gets revenge on Drakon, and gains back Miryam.
In Conclusion:
Tamlin and Rhysand can be said to be two sides of the same coin. And if Jurian parallels both of their personalities, where does that put him?
Tamlin puts what he wants before the importance of the world.
Rhysand puts the important of the world leagues ahead of what he wants. Jurian puts the importance of the world well ahead of his own well-being, meaning he is willing to sacrifice parts of himself to make the world right. However, he puts what he wants (Miryam and revenge) ahead of the importance of the world.
And with that said, I don’t think Jurian is completely evil. Yes, he’s cruel and sadistic and appreciates the suffering of others (as shown by the quote in ACOMAF, “Jurian laughing softly at the blood gushing from Cassian’s ravaged wings”), but he has some redeeming qualities, notably selflessness. And I think there’s a good chance that Jurian will defect to defending the mortal lands again in book three, if he manages to override his urge for revenge and to realize that he should respect what Miryam wants for herself.
Let me know what you guys think about Jurian’s character~^^
Do you ever just re-read the first acotar book and you’re just like:
✨Three mountains forthreesister ✨
All born human and now something more…
Spring Court
