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Taste of Battle by Swan_Song
Fandoms: Dimension 20 (Web Series), A Court of Fey and Flowers - Fandom
27 Aug 2022
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Prince Andhera of the Unseelie Court is to taste battle for the first time. This is how it goes.
Andhera and Hob’s first meeting on the battlefield.
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Sharp inhales make him so lightheaded he thinks he might collapse, and the drizzle of rain falling against his skin quickly turns to a heavy downpour, and the pressure of the water only makes it harder than it already was to catch his breath.
Their reputation is done for.
This is the fucking end of it. They’ll all see Andhera, Prince of the Unseelie Court curled up behind a pillar, shaking, hyperventilating, soaked in rainwater and unable to steel themself.
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This shouldn’t be so hard. Why was it so hard? The fey in his arms was an enemy. This person was the leader of his enemy. This wasn’t about a brief friendship formed at a party. This was war. Killing them was necessary. Killing them was a mercy. It had to be done. It had to be.
Some time post-Bloom, in a darker universe, the Unseelie and the Goblin Court find themselves at war once again. As before, a soldier faces a prince on the battlefield, and the aftermath changes the course of both their lives forever.
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an unnamed goblin soldier has something to confess post-Battle of Briar Falls.
This is Angsty, btw. read the tags.
previously existing fic reposted on new account - wanted to stop using my deadname email :)
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- Part 2 of ACOFAF Social Media AU
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A collection of drabbles for A Court of Fey and Flowers ; mostly as a way to externalise some headcanons.
(Title from the ACoFaF finale poem.)
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She does not know how Andhera does it, how he survives with all that earnestness in his open heart.
She is her mother's daughter, and no matter how much you love the ocean, it will always drown you. Love, too, is a gamble, one that is not worth the risk.
In a world of reputation and politics, what use does the wind have of love?
tl;dr Suntar introspection fic. I have a lot of feelings about expectations put on daughters, and how early we internalize masking.