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dawneternal · 2 months

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Take the World in Your Hands | Eris x Elain | One

Summary: Eris's brothers catch wind of his proposal to Nesta. They plan to find and deliver her to their father as a gift, surely winning his favor. Their plan takes a turn when they kidnap the wrong Archeron sister and Eris finds her in the Autumn Court dungeon.

all aboard the crack ship???

do I agree with the ethics of sleeping with your brother's mate? Not personally. Did I trigger my own morality OCD by writing this? Maybe a little. Was it worth it? Who knows.

Warnings: blood, wounds, eventual smut. 18+

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There was nowhere to go.

Elain turned around in a circle, one hand clutched to her chest as if it would calm her heartbeat. But the panic kept rising, numbing her fingers, freezing her feet to the ground.

The image had come into her mind not five minutes ago, the urgency with which it unfurled immediately set her heartbeat racing. Three flames danced toward her, traveling through the dark. There was something brutish and wicked about them. They were tracking her. She didn't know how, but she could feel it. They knew exactly where she was.

She had stood from her spot in the garden, thoughts whirling as she tried to figure out what to do. There was no one here. She was completely alone at the River House. She reached out in her mind to see if anyone would hear, but she felt nothing. No one.

Notging should be able to winnow to the River House, right? She had heard Feyre say so before? Perhaps she should go inside then, maybe search for a weapon. If only she could get her body to respond and move.

Time ran out. Three huge redheaded men appeared before her, grinning like wolves. The scent of decaying leaves and crisp air clung to them, stinging Elain's nose.

Even if she could have cleared her mind to make a decision, there was no time. One of them lunged and grabbed her, another pressing a cloth to her face as she struggled. She felt the familiar tug of winnowing, and then the entire world disappeared.

Footsteps echoed through the hall.

Elain pulled her knees up to her chest as they grew louder. She tucked her head into her folded arms and shivered. The brutes who had kidnapped her had returned several times to jeer at her, throwing bits of moldy bread as if she were a caged animal they wanted to rile. Every taunt held a promise of what was to come, their delight growing as the color drained from Elain's face. Apparently, she was to be a gift to the High Lord.

These footsteps were not as heavy as theirs had been, but the idea of a new bully was almost worse than those three returning. Perhaps it was the High Lord coming to claim his prize. The iron gate of her cell rattled as someone placed a hand on it and heaved a deep sigh.

"Did they hurt you?" A smooth voice met Elain's ears, but she did not look up.

Another sigh, and then, "You're the High Lady's other sister, yes?"

Elain lifts her head at this, brows furrowed. The face before her was similar to her captors. The same copper hair, cunning amber eyes, and smattering of freckles. But the curve of this man's jaw and the sweep of his cheekbones conveyed an elegance the others had not possessed. There was something delicate and cruel about his beauty, whereas the others had been simple brutes through and through.

Elain only stared at him, filling her red-rimmed eyes with as much ferocity as she could muster. She thought of her sister's steely silver gaze and attempted to channel it into her own. The man held her gaze and studied her, his expression unchanging.

"I'll return in a few hours," He said, when it became clear she was not going to speak, "I'll need to come up with some sort of diversion. If anyone comes to see you, do not tell them I was here."

Then he was gone, those echoing footsteps disappearing back down the dark stone hall. As the metal door shut behind him with a clang, she finally placed him.

It was Eris, the one who had danced with Nesta in the Court of Nightmares. His demeanor and dark clothing fit in well with the stone city, but his shimmering hair and flaming eyes were the brightest thing there. Too bright to belong. It had stuck in her memory.

So it was the Vanserra brothers who had kidnapped her. They had been the flames in the dark. Was it a cruel trick for Eris to visit and pretend to care?

Elain curled up on the cold floor, wrapping her arms around herself, and waited.

Elain heard nothing to indicate that Eris had returned. She was jolted from her sleep by metal rattling against the gate.

She jumped to her feet, barely making out the figure before her in the dim light. Eris was cursing under his breath, clutching his side.

"Take it," he snapped, thrusting his hand through the bars, "Hurry. I can't do it."

Elain stumbled forward and reached for it, shuddering as she found his dripping hand. He pressed a key into her palm, slick with blood.

Fingers cold and trembling, she stuck her hand through the bars and found the keyhole. A chorus of shouting began in the distance.

"Hurry," Eris hissed, followed by a grunt of pain. The blood made the key slippery and it took her a moment to get it to turn.

"I'm trying," Elain sobbed as the rabble became louder. Closer. The key clicked and turned.

As soon as the door had swung open wide enough for his arm to reach through, he grabbed her wrist and pulled.

And then they were falling through the world.

They landed in the snow, surrounded by darkness. Elain stood still for a moment, waiting for the world to stop spinning around her. Then she became aware of Eris kneeling beside her, still grasping her wrist as he stained the snow around him with crimson.

"The cabin," He rasped, releasing his grip.

Only then did Elain notice the cabin before them. Lush pine trees filled the space around it, branches heavy with snowdrifts. It was silent here, save for the wind howling above the trees and the heavy breathing of her rescuer.

She waded through the snow and found the door to the cabin unlocked. Eris crawled after her, letting out a grunt of pain, and collapsed just inside the door. Elain closed the door and bolted it, then kneeled beside him.

A fire was already roaring in the hearth, warming the room. She could finally see her companion fully, laying on his back, chest heaving. The light made visible all of the cuts and blooming bruises across his face and shoulders. His face was pale, a drop of blood trickling from his parted lips. Eyes closed tight as both hands clutched at the red spot at his side. His hands covered the bulk of the wound, but the rips and stains of his jacket poked out around his fingers.

"What happened?" She asked softly, brows furrowing.

"My brothers found me," He gritted out, "Ash Wood and faebane."

"Stay still and I'll help you, Eris," She pressed down on his shoulder in attempt to still his writhing.

"You know my name?" His eyes opened, resting on hers. Something fluttered in Elain's chest.

"I've seen you before," Elain looked away from his intense gaze, eyes sweeping through the cabin.

"And you trust me?" He grunted, then shut his eyes tight, mouth twisting in pain.

"You rescued me." Elain shrugged. She stood and began searching for supplies.

The furniture here was weathered and well used, and knick-knacks and decorations dotted the space. She found clean towels in the kitchen and a first aid kit in the wash room.

Returning with her supplies, she knelt beside him once more and began to lift his hands from the wound. He resisted, trying to keep his hands clutched there.

"Let me see, Eris," She said. He relaxed as she said his name, letting her lift his wrists and press a towel into his hands. He gripped it tight as she inspected the wound.

"Tell me your name," He said, the words strained.

"You don't know the names of the High Lady's sisters?" She teased, though her smile didn't reach her eyes. "I need to take off your jacket."

"I can't sit up," Every other breath was a gasp.

"I'll cut it then."

Elain grabbed the scissors from the first aid kit and cut away the thick jacket, beads scattering as the thread was severed. She peeled back the layers and cut away his shirt. The fabric was so soaked with blood it fell to the floor with a wet splat.

The wound, near his bottommost rib, still bled but it was not as deep as it could be. Whoever tried to stab him had not been successful. Though it did seem the tip of the knife had been twisted, tearing the flesh around it. Elain could not help but wonder what the attacker looked like after Eris had finished with them.

"I know Feyre and Nesta," Eris grunted as she applied pressure with a clean towel. Elain's eyes skimmed over the numerous scars across his muscled abdomen. Some were still pink and healing.

"And Elain," She murmured, "Your brothers did this?"

Eris did not answer. Silence settled between them as Elain packed his wound with gauze and secured a bandage over it. Then she scrubbed as much of the blood away as she could, gently taking his hands and wiping each one clean.

He looked at her again, briefly, then did a double take. His brows furrowed, jaw clenching, as he brought his fingers to the bruise on her cheekbone to examine its severity.

"Which one of them did this?" He growled.

"That was me," Elain said, cringing at the cold feel of blood on her skin. "I lost my balance trying to look through the cell door."

"Don't lie," He gritted out.

"I'm not," Elain pleaded, reaching for a new towel to press against his injury. Fresh blood seeped from it. "Please calm down."

Eris was searching her body for other injuries. He found the bruise around her bicep, yellow splotches where a strong hand had gripped her too tightly.

"Tell me which one of them did it," Eris snarled, though his vision was moving in and out of focus.

"The tallest one," Elain said to appease him, gathering new gauze and bandages with her other hand, keeping the pressure on his ribs. "Stop moving, Eris."

"I will kill all of them," He continued grumbling, trying to raise himself up on his elbows.

"Open," Elain commanded, pressing her thumb against his bottom lip, ignoring the smear of red she left. He glowered at her and tried to fight her touch, but he was weak and tired and Elain won out, dropping the pill into his mouth. Bitterness and the taste of his own blood covered his tongue and he scowled. Elain held his mouth closed with the back of her hand, keeping him from spitting out the medicine.

Immediately, sleep was pulling him away. He tried to fight that too, forcing his vision to focus on Elain as she worked over him. But he couldn't resist whatever she had given him and his consciousness fell away.

#acotar #a court of thorns and roses #a court of silver flames #fanfic #fanfiction #acotar fanfiction #acotar fanfic #eris fanfic #eris vanserra #pro eris vanserra #elain archeron #Elain #Elain x Eris #crack ship #acotar crack ship #crack fic #crackship

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cateyesinlove · 3 months

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~Marigold flowers Bloom in Late Autumn~

AO3

“Clever as the devil and twice as pretty.”

Chapter 4; “The Garden of Autumn”

Observing the ceiling of the castle Elain realized that it would never stop mesmerizing her. The different hues of orange and yellow made the stained glass, the light that would shine through was so beautiful. She had of course seen it before some time ago but now she had the opportunity to not only see it but admire it.

As the group made their way from the entrance to the war room, she could hear the high lord and her sister discussing the trip. She paid close attention to the art on the walls noticing that Eris had replaced many of the pieces Beron had.

She abruptly stopped walking as she suddenly felt enthralled by a specific piece, A beautiful night sky with stars scattered through it, under it was the scenery of the Autumn Court with many different types of trees. Under one of them, she could spot two silhouettes, the shadows of two people, a female and a male. She could make the edges of her long gown and her hair, her arm stretched out towards the mal.

“Elain,” Emerie called her name as she gently touched her elbow, “ Are you okay” she whispered.

Elain woke from her focus and turned to Emerie a bit confused, “What?” she asked Emerie with a frown.

Emerie turned back to look at the group who were starting to leave them behind, she turned back to Elain with concern all over her face, “You suddenly stopped walking and I thought you were looking at some art but when I called for you,” she bits her lower lip gently, “ you were looking at the bare wall.” she points at the space of the wall.

“No I,” she laughs nervously and shakes her head, “No, no I was looking at a painting” she reassures Emerie.

“Elain,” Nesta calls her name a bit farther away from them.

They both remain silent and join the group again.

“ How does it feel being here without having to sneak around, Seer?” Eris asked out loud without stopping from the front where he led the group.

Elain’s face went red but she composed herself as quickly as she could. She did not answer Eris taunts and continued to admire the artwork walking next to Emerie.

Nesta turned to look at her shaking her head and continued to walk Next to Cassian. The High Lady and Lord walked alongside Eris with Amren behind them, a well-oiled machine.

The leaders of the Night Court

Their second-in-command

Their Generals

And finally, their reinforces, the best Valkyries and the Seer

“Regal and lethal in every way,” Eris thought amused sneaking a glance at his guest as he turned to face the High Lord and Lady when they reached the War room. A huge set of doors, decorated with different patterns in gold.

“Eris,” Rhysand called his name, “Should I worry about the amount of guards?” he joked looking around and sliding an arm around his wife’s waist.

“It’s more of a precaution,” Eris explained, “With Beron out there I have too much at risk to not be careful enough”

“I apologize for my son’s paranoia High Lord,” A voice made all the heads turn, walking towards them was the former Lady of Autumn.

Elain froze.

The impact of seeing the once bruised and beaten Lady in her son’s arms was too much. How long had it taken her to recover from her injuries? She thought, Hundreds of pictures flashed through her mind, the lady being punished and tormented by Beron and his men. Her eyes scanned her body for bruises but her pale skin was smooth and perfect. Elain quite frankly had thought she might have been dead, she had hoped she was wrong but the former Autumn Lady’s state had left little doubt that Beron was aiming for a slow and painful death for her.

Catching Elain’s gawking at her body, the Lady of Autumn approached her and gently held her hand out, “This must be the one and only seer, my son’s mate.” she examined Elain, “ Adira, former lady of autumn,” a polite smile bloom on her face as she introduced herself.

Everyone tensed at the mention of Lucien, Cassian thought that Nesta was ready to throw Adira to the ground. Elain herself was irritated as it often went when people mentioned Lucien. Because everyone always only talked of her as his mate, the mate of the fire lord, the mate of the heir to Day, and on and on the titles came with being someone’s property.

“Elain Acheron,” Elain answered with the best fake smile she could taking her hand. “Seer of the Night Court.”

As Elain held Adira’s hand her vision blurred, one minute she could feel the hand on hers, and the next she felt like she was suspended in the air, she could hear her name being yelled but muffled by loud bangings of metal and screams.

Adiras screams. Painful shrieks and sobs.

( AGAIN TW; Violence, implications of torture and Emotional abuse)

“ You MONSTER!” Adira shrieked in pain as the whip hit her stomach, she tussled her feet and arms trying to fold into a fetal position but the restraints on both ends made it impossible, the guard designated to hit her looked up at a bored Beron sitting on an identical stone like the one Adira was being held on; Beron shook his head and the guard took a few steps back.

“Tell me something I don’t know” Beron scuffed with a bored tone rolling his eyes as his wife recoiled in pain, her feet tied at the end of the stone table, her hands chained at the sides of it, stretching her arms, an extra ounce of pain added.

Another scream erupted from Adira as Beron crushed her hand with his boot.

“What I do want to know is where ” he explained calmly before increasing the pressure on her hand, “is the DAM LETTER YOUR BASTARD SON GAVE YOU!” He yelled as he took in his hand the crying face of his wife.

Elain felt like she was pushed off a building, landing brutally on the floor.

She gasped for air and reached for.. anyone.

“ ELAIN!” Feyre yelled grabbing her arm as she placed her other hand on her older sister’s back and helped her regain balance. “What happened?” she questioned concerned, her eyes scanning Elain’s face. “Someone fetch Nesta,” she said raising her voice but her eyes never leaving Elain.

Some guards moved away from the feet of her bed and walked out.

Elain perked up, realizing she was no longer on the floor in front of the war room but in a rather luxurious bed, she scanned the room realizing she was in a well-decorated and furnished suit. There were extravagant couches, and the golden patterns in the ceilings reminded her of Eris hounds, a hound surrounded by smoke. She looked down and a sigh of relief escaped her when she saw she was wearing the same dress.

“Elain” Feyre said again concerned and fear filling her eyes. ‘What happened?”

“ I don’t know,” she whispered bringing her knees to her chest.

“You had a vision,” Feyre said caressing her sister’s arm.

“I-” she stopped taking a big breath, the feeling of dizziness plaguing her just thinking about her vision.

“ What did you see?” Feyre asked.

She exhaled trying to keep the nausea in line. Shaking her head tears filled her eyes, “Something horrible Feyre,” she whispered. The

An abrupt slamming of doors startled both sisters, entering through the doors was Nesta running, a smile on her face.

“You’re awake, “ she said hugging her tightly, both arms around her.

Elain immediately hugged her aback. The feeling of being in Nesta’s arms immediately calmed her, she was okay. She was with her sisters, she was in no cell, and she was okay.

Both of her sisters sat on the bed waiting for Elain to explain her vision and her fainting.

“It was Adira,” she said looking around the room as if there was anyone else in the room with them, “I had a vision last night about Eris and Adira,” she explained but before her sisters could interrupt her, “ It was of the day Eris took down Beron. He had taken Adira captive and Eris was looking for her.” she stopped herself as the vision of a bruised and bloody Adira laid on her son’s arms. “ He went to the extreme of taking down his father that same day.”

“And?” Nesta prompted.

“He found her bruised and beaten.” She answered looking at her sisters.

Both sisters gasped ignoring that a few hours ago they had been with the Lady of Autumn.

“ What- ” Elain started with a curious tone, “Happened after I passed out?”

Feyre wrapped her arms around herself, “ Adira caught you and of course, we all panicked,” she said, “ Nesta and I are were next to you in an instant,” She finished.

“Eris offered this room for you while we talked to him,” Nesta scowled grew, “ He even offered to bring you in.”

Elain arched an eyebrow, “What?”

“Oh yes,” Feyre said chuckling, “Rhysand and Cassian scared him, I am sure.”

Elains blushed and chuckled she loved her brothers but the overprotection had gotten old.

Nesta laughed softly relaxing a bit.

Feyre placed a hand on top of Elain's that was on her lap. “ I think that also a certain Spymaster told them to be careful around Eris.” Feyre said delicately, “ They are boys Elain, they probably think this means Azriel and you might be together again.”

Nesta shrugged her shoulders sighing.

Elain looked down at her lap, “I have no idea,” she whispered.

Feyre raised Elain’s chin with her fingers, her eyes meeting those beautiful brown eyes of her sister. “And thats okay as long as long as you are happy.”

“ He is not the only male in the world Elain,” Nesta said smiling placing her hand along her sisters.

Elain laughed and launched herself hugging her sisters. This is all she really needed. Them

There was nothing in the world that could ever be as priceless as having her sisters.

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Hours later as the stars made their way out, Elain found herself walking along the castle hallways looking for the Garden. Her memories revolved around a small kiosk surrounded by flowers her eyes had caught last time, her mind had wandered back to it after her sisters had left, she needed to find it. It was calling to her and she intended to answer it.

After a couple of minutes she finally reached the structure, there in all the glory stood the small kiosk surrounded by vines and flowers, covered from head to toe. It was a rather plain and simple structure, it wasn't big either, she thought it clashed with how huge the castle look. Part of her thought the small structure reflected her, a flower among the grandness of the Night Court. A flower among the splendor of a court, how her house compared to her sister was also a small structure with vines and flowers in contrast to the magnitude of the House of Wind and the River state.

“Fancy seeing you here Seer,” a voice spoke from behind her.

It took everything in her to not roll her eyes. It matters not that Lucien and her never intended to complete the bond nor that she tried to give everyone the benefit of the doubt, enough people had warned her of Eris and she intended to listen to them.

“Eris,” she said turning around and placing the fakest smile she could muster.

“Why the scowl,” he asked approaching her, a wicked smirk plastered on his face, “Not happy to see the host?” he mocked her

She turned around for a minute to climb inside the kiosk, turning to look at him once more. “ Of course not, I am thrilled to meet you,” she said

Eris stopped in front of the steps of the kiosk. Both hands were in his pockets as he observed her, “ You are more interesting than my dear brother gave you credit.”

Elain frowned. “Lucien talked about me?” she asked, she stayed silent for a moment and then asked again. “To you?”

Eris chuckled and whistled a bit quietly, “ Wow he was right that you don't hold back,” he said.

Elain observed him for a moment. “Can I help you with something? Or were you also just casually strolling through the garden?"

Eris's neutral expression was more concerning than his usual smirk, Elain realized. Not only did he look the part of High Lord but it stirred emotions on her, emotions she was not allowed to question nor unpack. She held her chin higher waiting for an answer.

Eris walked from the outside of the kiosk until he was in front of Elain the only thing separating them was one of the half walls of the structure. “Be careful Elain,” he warned all amusement gone from his tone. “My father was is a bastard and deserves death but I am loyal to my court and the minute I see it being threatened I won't hesitate,” he threaten leaving Elain confused.

“What are you talking about,” she quickly asked for an explanation.

“I know Azriel stole more than what he came from last time,” he said eyes pinned on her own. “I invited you not only because of your power but because I need your help,” he said calmly.

“Azriel stole nothing,” she growled furious, hands clutching at the top of the kiosk's small walls.

“Azriel stole something from Beron and gave it to Helion.” He said. “I want to know what it was and I have the suspicion that you may know what it is,” he accused.

“You are mad,” she whispered enraged.

“Maybe,” he chuckled finally a smirk appearing on his face, “but I’m also right,”

Her eyes quickly scanned his face looking for something that could allied to him lying.

“How do you know this anyways,” she crossed her arms feeling defenseless after being ambushed with the information, she was the spy, she was the seer, the one who knew everything, she was no longer the week fawn. “I am not admitting anything but Azriel is the best at what he does, even I didn't see him stealing how could you possibly know.”

“Accept to help me and I will reveal all of the information I have.” He said stretching his hand.

“Why not go to Rhysand?” she asked suspicious of his motives.

“Why involve more courts than already are.” he shrugged his hand still extended.

“What do I get for this bargain,” she asked stepping closer, the kiosk wall still separating them, she had realized that the kiosk gave her the higher ground, she was taller than Eris from here, his head raising slightly to see her directly at the eyes.

“Me” he answer simply.

She looked at her hand and hesitated. “A bargain with the king of cruelty himself,” she thought but if he had asked for her for this reason, the visions might have been a push from the mother to accept this. A sign from her to help Eris. She inhaled and extended her arm.

As her hand grabbed Eris she could feel the magic, The tattoo being formed from her knee to her hip.

A deal with the villain of most of the stories she has heard since she turned fae. The thought made her recoil from his touch, the chilling sensation navigating her body and making the hairs rise. All her instincts screamed that she had begun a sinister game that she could never escape.

“Let's talk,” he said as he walked to the entrance of the kiosk offering her his arms and a smirk that felt like a deadly weapon.

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glasscupsss · 2 months

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ship war this ship war that

does anybody have any good elain x eris fic recs???

#elriel #elain archeron #azriel #elain x eris #pro elain archeron #acotar #come on people #let’s get serious

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sagittarivus · 2 years

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can't decide if i love more Rhys and Feyre or Cassian and Nesta <3 🌙🦇

credit to:@celinelavenart on Instagram, go check her account and like this photo!

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lavenderbloomsinthegarden · 2 months

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My favorite crackship and this excerpt doesn't help.

#elain x eris #eris vanserra

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cheap-spirits · 3 months

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also hot take i literally dont care who elain ends up with, i trust maas to justify whatever choice she makes

like did we forget that aelin had three loves before she even MET rowan and we all loved them all

maas knows how to write love, and i hope she explores complex love with elain, and i mean fuck it, whos stopping elain from being poly and just having a harem of men adoring her

#elain archeron #elain x azriel #elain x lucien #elain x eris #acotar

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izabela92l · 3 months

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''I don't want to be intimate with you.''

''Is this what our bond tells you? Doesn't it tell you anything about licking, touching and smelling?'' Eris asked, his voice had a warmer, more sensual tone, the sound of it and what he was saying made the back of her head tingle pleasantly.

She said nothing to this, shocked by her body's reaction. A blush rose on her cheeks, burning slightly, a clear testament to her embarrassment.

Eris tilted his head, watching her carefully.

''Am I not the most beautiful male you have ever seen?''

He remained standing by the fireplace, not moving even a step, giving her space and the option of whether she wanted to come closer.

''I don't have a habit of...'' she paused. ''Doing these things with someone I don't know.''

Eris laughed softly, the sound so beautiful and unexpected that Elain was breathless. Genuine amusement, without a hint of mockery or coldness. However, it did not last long.

''You don't have to know someone to fuck with them.''

#elris #elain archeron #eris vanserra #autumn court #elain x eris #acotar #crackship #one bed trope

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reyleese · 3 months

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ACOTAR THEORY

I’ve said it before… but the closer we get to ACOTAR 5 the more I love the idea of Eris and Elaine

#sjmaas #sarah j maas #sjm books #sjm fandom #elain archeron #elain acotar #elain x eris #archeron sisters

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separatist-apologist · 2 years

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NO ONE EVER ASKS WHAT IM DOING AND IM FORCED TO JUST SHOW YOU:

“This place reeks of rot,” he finally said.

“How can you tell?”

“I’m the Lord of rot and ruin,” Eris murmured, eyes cutting towards her. “What do you think is lurking beneath the jeweled leaves of Autumn’s famed forests?”

“What are you truly doing here, Eris?”

A smile ghosted over his lips. “I’ve never fucked a female from the continent–”

“You’re so gross,” she complained, trying to pull away. Eris caught her, keeping her at his side as they watched, half hidden at the far end of the room.

“Oh, come on. Lighten up. Surely you didn’t think you’d bat your pretty little eyes and I’d spill my guts?”

Elain poked him hard in the ribs. “You’ll tell me everything before you go home and I won’t even have to ask.”

“Oh, I’m certain of it,” Eris agreed. “But not today. Today I just want to observe.”

“And tomorrow?”

Eris grinned. “I hope to be too sore to even get out of bed.”

#i love them #five paragraphs ago elain was like #he cannot charm me #and look at them #squabbling like the oldest of siblings #elain x eris #chaos siblings #i cherish them #the hunter & the prey

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mercarimari · 2 years

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Am I on my shit tonight? Absolutely. So I am currently re-writing my Tamlin and Elain as mates fic. And thanks to my brain cell, they’re not endgame. Ohhhh no. Elain Archeron is a baddie, and only another baddie will do for her. So--- how about some Elain and Eris? Cause, they a vibe. You can read that here.

#elris #elain x eris #tamlin x elain #tamlain #this will be an anti tamlin work #elain archeron #definitely a fic for elain stans though #she a total fucking baddie ya'll

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strawbrerian-writes · 7 months

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#acotar #elain x lucien #elain x azriel #elain x eris #Vassa #jurian

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thehighladywrites · 3 months

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“TWITTER VISUAL LINKS” - acotar characters

warnings: nsfw, sex, toys, straight up porn tbh

summary: down right nasty visual links with your favs👀

do you have trouble seeing the posts? - in order to see the links, you have to have an account on X, former twitter, and remove safe search:

amara’s note: don’t mind me, just sharing some visuals with my favs

ᯓ★ RHYSAND

⟢ getting stretched out on his thick cock !

⟢ mutual masturbation, handjob + fingering !

⟢ rhys putting his angel mate in a mating press !

⟢ rhys taking his time, eating you out !

⟢ rhys giving you a creampie !

⟢ afternath of said creampie !

⟢ laying on top of rhys while he fingers you !

⟢ showing rhys your newest lingerie set !

ᯓ★ CASSIAN

⟢ fucking yourself on cassian’s cock !

⟢ cassian fucking his sweetheart sideways !

⟢ struggling to take cassian’s massive cock !

⟢ getting deepstroked by him !

⟢ cassian having your legs spread, playing with your pussy !

⟢ daddy cassian holding hands and rewarding you !

⟢ topping cassian and riding hard !

⟢ cassian’s pov of fucking you in missionary !

⟢ feral cassian can’t get enough of his girl’s tits !

ᯓ★ AZRIEL

⟢ getting pounded from behind !

⟢ sitting on his dick and riding !

⟢ riding azriel’s face !

⟢ azriel absolutely destroying your back !

⟢ hair pulling + doggy style with azriel !

⟢ temperature play with azriel !

⟢ modern az fucking you in the backseat of his car !

⟢ azriel sucking on your tits !

⟢ daddy plays with your pussy !

ᯓ★ ERIS VANSERRA

⟢ bending you over and giving your pussy slaps as punishment !

⟢ holding you bridal style and fucking you mid-air !

⟢ sitting in his lap while he rubs your clit !

⟢ eris sucking on his girl’s nipples !

⟢ being obsessed with eris’s fingers and developing an oral fixation !

⟢ handcuffed and rawdogged by him !

⟢ eris eating you out !

⟢ your little brain goes crazy bc of overstimulation !

ᯓ★ LUCIEN VANSERRA

⟢ lucien showing you his headgame !

⟢ 69’ing with his mate !

⟢ getting your tits sucked while riding him in the morning !

⟢ softly making out mid sex !

⟢ giving lucien a blowjob !

⟢ getting punished with ass slaps !

⟢ lucien fucking your boobs and cumming all over them !

⟢ riding + nipple play !

ᯓ★ FEYRE ARCHERON

⟢ french kissing feyre !

⟢ getting your clit sucked and licked by her !

⟢ eating her out while fingering !

⟢ getting topped by touchy feyre !

⟢ teasing you through your panties !

⟢ feyre’s eyes rolling into the back of her head as you rub her g spot !

⟢ feyre using a paint brush to stroke your clit !

⟢ sitting in feyre’s lap and makin out !

⟢ tounge play with feyre !

ᯓ★ ELAIN ARCHERON

⟢ sharing a double ended dildo with her !

⟢ nipple play with her sweet girl !

⟢ distracted when baking a cake !

⟢ having an obsession with elain’s tits !

⟢ bouncing on elain’s strap !

⟢ sitting on top of her and making out !

⟢ morning kisses with elain !

⟢ scissoring session !

ᯓ★ NESTA ARCHERON

⟢ dom mommy nesta using a wand on you !

⟢ going dumb on her strap !

⟢ nesta puts her hand down your skirt !

⟢ creaming on her fingers !

⟢ getting your pussy licked by her !

⟢ “put it in my ass please” trying anal fingering with her !

⟢ riding nesta’s strap !

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