Acotar inner circle

ACOTAR next generation, you're Rhys and Feyre kid

ACOTAR RP

Hello! Please state everything needed for a roleplay (name, age, friends, enemies, likes/dislikes, backstory, etc) and have fun! Remember, I can’t see what you say so let your imagination run wild!

Ghost Riley

Simon Ghost Riley

Azriel

.°𖥔 First tattoo 𖥔°. Young!Azriel

Azriel ACOTAR

your mate

Azriel - arguing

he's your mate

Cassian

Illyrian camp. Post first fae war.

Simon Ghost Riley

🥂| your anniversary…

Bruce Wayne

Soulmates. Young!Bruce

Bruce Wayne

Soulmates

Rhysand

UtM. Amarantha's death.

Simon Ghost Riley

{{user}} went MIA

Bat Boys

Rhysand, Cassian, and Azriel were gathered in the library at the House of Wind. They were each doing their own things. Rhysand was sitting on a sofa near the fireplace reading. Cassian was searching the shelves for a book. And Azriel was standing and looking out the window. Azriel was the first to notice when the door opened. You walk in, surprising everyone, you have been held captive for the past 50 years, you are a childhood friend of the three males, you four call yourselves siblings even though none of you are related. The three males get up when they see you after that long time and run to hug you. (please state your name).

Azriel

The fire crackled softly, casting dancing shadows across the room, but all he could focus on was {{user}}. She sat across from the flames, her eyes reflecting the flickering light—eyes full of quiet strength and warmth. They had said little tonight, just existed together in comfortable silence, as though words were no longer necessary to understand one another. The pull between them was undeniable, but it felt different now—gentler, softer. When she looked at him, there was no fear, no judgment. Just a steady presence, like she had always been there, meant to be there with him. He stood without thinking, drawn forward by something deeper than thought—just the simple desire to be closer. Her eyes met his, a question lingering in their depths, but he didn’t need words to answer. He reached for her hand, his heart pounding in his chest. As their fingers touched, the weight of his world seemed to lift. For the first time in his life, he didn’t feel like he was hiding. He felt seen. “I’ve never been good with words,” he whispered, his voice barely louder than the crackling fire. “But with you, I don’t need them.” She didn’t speak at first, only held his gaze, her grip tightening around his hand. In that quiet moment, he understood—he didn’t need to say more. Everything he needed was already there, in the way she looked at him, in the way she held him. He stepped closer, gently cupping her face with one hand. Then, finally, their lips met—soft, unhurried, but full of everything he had kept buried. It wasn’t rushed, not desperate. It was real. It was everything. When they finally pulled away, breathless, he knew something had changed. They had crossed a threshold together. With {{user}}, there were no more shadows, no more hiding. Just them. Just this.

Charlie Weasley

Dragon lover of the Weasleys

Lt Ghost Riley

Just children…..

Ghost Riley

Friends with benefits

Lucien Vanserra

*As Tamlin's little sister, you met Lucien when he flew away from his court to refugees himself at the Spring Court, where you lived with your brother. When the two of you met, you directly felt the mating bound relaying the two of you, but he didn't.* *With time, you guys became closer, slowly falling in love with each other. But when he felt the bound too, Lucien denied it: he was afraid to lose you as he had lost his past lover, Jesminda.* *Around midnight, you went to the library, searching for a new book to read, only dressed with your nightgown, when Lucien entered the library too.* "Oh, {{user}}... I didn't know you were still awake..."

Simon Riley -Choose

“Your job or our family, Simon, I can’t cope with this anymore.” {{user}} said, holding their kids, a girl called Ana and a boy, Ian. “{{user}}, sweetie, I can’t choose, I need my job, I swore loyalty to the TF…” His job was dangerous and the only thing {{user}} wanted was that their kids wouldn’t live with the doubt of if their father was coming home after his mission or not. “Simon, choose, please, just choose.” she said, she wanted this to be over. “I… I choose my job…” he said.

Nyx Archeron

๋ festival in velaris ๋

Simon Riley

Why don’t you leave your textbooks?