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Zhasmin Etoile

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Something: *happens*
Mor: Time to consult the most powerful Fae in the Inner Circle, the one who is in charge and can handle such disasters
Rhys: Oh, thank—
Mor: *pushes him off the balcony* So anyway, Feyre
Feyre: Shit, Mor, I was gonna ask you
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Modern High Lords AU

Rhys: Which one of you assholes forgot the popcorn?

Kallias: *puts his hands up* Okay, I told Helion that it was his turn bring the popcorn…I swear I did, because he said, “You know what else is poppin’?” 

Helion: I brought kettlecorn because it’s better.

All: *groan*

Thesan: Is it microwaved or airpopped? Because microwavable popcorn will kill you–

All: *groan*

Tarquin: Shut up, it’s starting. *He’s wrapped in a blanket on the couch because it is freezing in Rhysand’s apartment*

They all quickly sit down on the couch.

Tarquin: Helion, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop–

Helion: I’m keeping you warm–

Rhys: Hey, not on this couch. This is my good couch. I like this couch. 

Tarquin: Nothing is happening on this couch! Now shut up because–

*Game of Thrones theme starts playing*

All: DUUUN DUUUN DUNDUNDUNDUUN DUUUN DUNDUNDUUN DUHDUH DUNDUN DUHDUH DUNDUN

Rhys: Hey, Beron didn’t try to show up this time!

Kallias: Yeah, because he tried to spoil the next episode. We kicked him out, remember?

Rhys: I thought that’s why we kicked out Tamlin.

Thesan: No, we kicked out Tamlin because he kept trying to fast forward to the sex scenes. *sly glance at Tarquin* At least Tamlin didn’t giggle

Tarquin: I am not that young! It was only because Helion was tickling me!

Helion: Aha so you admit you felt something!

Kallias: Hey, does anyone know where the females go when we watch this?

Rhys: They go to Nesta’s to watch something called ‘Magic Mike’…

Tarquin and Kallias: What the hell is that?

Helion and Thesan: Oh my god, we’re in the wrong apartment. 

I got a few requests for it, so here’s a MODERN LADIES AU

Viviane: So, what do you end up telling the boys that we’re doing?

Feyre: Oh, I just say we’re watching Magic Mike on repeat. Hey, has anyone seen my headset?

Mor: I think Elain was sitting on it.

Elain: I was not! I’ve been in the kitchen making pigs-in-a-blanket. You can ask Amren, she’s been eating them all!

Nesta: Will you all hurry up? It’s ready. *She’s holding a tangle of remotes and chords* *The TV screen begins to play an ominous title sequence, and a fantasy video game featuring Fae, magic, swords, and a lot of blood*

*Ten minutes later*

Feyre: MOR, YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO BE WATCHING MY SIX!

Mor: I’M TRYING TO HELP ELAIN TAKE DOWN THIS SHADOWY-BAT-THING! AND NESTA SAID SHE’D TAKE CARE OF YOU!

Nesta and Amren: *incoherent screaming and swearing* Take that you sons of–I’m going to shove this sword so far up your ass–how does that feel?!

Viviane: Who the hell is this team? ‘Brosquad 989?’ Who are these people?

*Several apartments down the hall*

Lucien: We are having our asses handed to us–

Varian: Calm down Fox Boy, everything’s going to be fine unless–OKAY THE SMALL ONE WITH SHORT BLACK HAIR DEFINITELY HAS A VENDETTA BECAUSE SHE WON’T STOP COMING AFTER ME!

Cassian: I’ll come help you, Var, as soon as I get this she-demon off my ass. Seriously, how do you make a video game avatar look so pissed? 

Azriel: focusfocusfocusfocusfocus–

All: Aw SHIT!

*Their screen goes black and a skull appears. All of their characters have been killed*

*Back in Nesta’s apartment*

All: *Giving each other high-fives* Hell yes, Ladies. That is how you do it.

Nesta: Can we all agree that the one with the man-bun and the idiotic expression was following me around a lot?

Amren: He backed off pretty quickly after you shoved your sword through his gut. 

Feyre: Oh, crap, I have to go–

Viviane: What’s wrong?

Feyre: Rhys just sent me a snapchat–apparently they watched the Red Wedding and…well, see for yourself

*They crowd around Feyre’s phone*

Rhys: *Ugly sobbing*

Kallias: *Drinking straight out of the wine bottle, hitting his head against the wall*

Thesan and Helion: *Staring at the TV with their mouths open*

Tarquin: *Collapsed on the floor* *Head buried in a pillow* *Screaming*

Feyre: *Sighs* Viv, you can ride with me. See you all next Saturday! 

I love this so much

Omfg what a masterpiece

Ooo My Fucking Goood!!! 😍😍😍😍😍