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weknowthend · 8 months

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A visual of the cast for Six on the West End today

Chlöe Hart as Catherine of Aragon (emergency cover [e/c])

Danielle Rose as Anne Boleyn (Alt)

Claudia Kariuki as Jane Seymour

Monique Ashe-Palmer as Anna of Cleves (Alt)

Leesa Tulley as Katherine Howard (E/C)

Harriet Caplan-Dean as Catherine Parr (E/C)

#six chaos slay #emergency cover massive #if reposting pls give me credit<3 #six the musical

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scarletwinterxx · 8 days

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morning with birthday boy - dad jeno scenario

Helllloooooo so i got this request for our birthday boy🥺🤍 extra fluffy for this very special day. Hope you like it!!!

omggg pls pls make a jeno dad scenario for his birthday, maybw surprising him or something ?? 🥹🥹🥹 imagine him having a son who looks exactly like him when he was a kid 😭😭

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You and your son woke up early to make birthday pancakes for the birthday boy. It's a tradition that started years ago when you and Jeno started dating, he knew you loved pancakes so he took you out for breakfast and surprised you with a tall stack of your favorite pancake with a pink candle on top.

Now years later, here you are in your kitchen cooking pancakes with your son, Geonu, about to surprise your husband.

Geonu, now two years old, is at that age where you can let him join the fun. You love cooking and baking so usually he'd be right beside you as your little helper.

"Mommy, owy" his term for chocolate, pointing at the bowl of chocolate chips

"Want to put the choco chips? Okay, you do it like this" you carry him up, showing how and where to sprinkle it. You let him get a handful before you do the same, a few got stuck between his fingers and he immediately taste it

"You silly boy, you only wanted to get the chocolate huh" you tickle him, eliciting giggles from your little boy. Geonu is a splitting imagine of Jeno, when he was born and Jeno's mom said he look3d exactly like Jeno when he was born. And as the years passed by Geonu's showing more resemblance with his father.

Your favorite one being their identical eye smile.

You finish cooking the pancakes, fixing a stack to surprise Jeno with. Carrying the plate in one hand and Geonu with your other.

Opening your bedroom door, you see your husband still fast asleep. His bare back towards the door, you set Geonu on the bed and he immediately crawls towards his dad. Climbing on his back and laying his head right on Jeno's head.

Jeno feels something on his cheek, something settles on his back too. After a few seconds he can feel something wet on his cheek, a tiny voice gurggling.

A smile appears on his face before he could even open his eyes. He peaks with one eye, turning to see you at the edge of the mattress with a plate of pancakes and his son giving him his morning kisses

"Good morning, happy birthday baby" you tell him. He carefully move Geonu from his back to his lap, sitting up to blow the candle

"Geonu, let's make a wish. Okay 1 2 3" the little boy blowing the candle with Jeno, you sit infront your boys watching them with smitten eyes

"Thank you, baby" he tells you, leaning over to give you a kiss

"So how does it feel to be a year older?"

"I'm only a few months older, this would be you soon" he teases you back

One of many birthdays you've celebrated together and now you have your little bundle of joy to celebrate with. There's really nothing Jeno would wish for, he already has everything he needs. He used to wonder if settling down was something he'd do, he didn't really see himself as a family man. He's fine being on his own until he met you.

Ever since then, there isn't a moment he wanted to be alone ever again. He knew he was going to spend the rest of his birthdays with you the moment you smiled so big at him at that breakfast diner a few years ago.

He finally knew what real contentment feels and it's this. Mornings with you and the little boy who is equal parts of him and you. Celebrating birthdays with a tradition the two of you made.

"Let's have breakfast downstairs, I made eggs and bacon and coffee" you tell him, getting Geonu from then standing up from the bed.

Jeno sets the plate down on the bedside table before giving you a hug by the waist. Your hand finds his hair, giving him a half hug.

"I love you so so so much" he mumbles, looking up at you

You lean down to kiss him again, after a few seconds you feel a hand separate the two of you making the two of you laugh

"Uhhhh what is this? She's mine before she was yours" Jeno tells his son, giving his tummy tickles.

"Okay okay let's go get breakfast, we have a full day ahead. You go get dressed" you tell Jeno, knowing full well what's underneath the sheets

He smirks at you, waving as you walk out the door

After a few seconds you peak your head by the door, "I love you too" you say then you walk away. Jeno smiles, his eyes disappearing as the familiar feelings envelops him again. Like he's falling inlove with you for the first time again.

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witchwyfe · 11 months

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Can I send in “no, you can stay. i don’t mind.” for roommate Jake pls? Something about that cocky boy being soft only for his girl just gets me!!

trp!Jake 'hangman' seresin x female reader

"No, you can stay. I don't mind."

YES i agree bestie<3 thanks for requesting

You hadn’t realized that Bradley’s “small get together” had turned into a rager. Him and his girlfriend Melanie, had invited all of their friends, who also invited friends, and now their small, shared condo, is packed with people.

You had come with Jake, you technically got invited by both Bradley and Melanie, being her best friend. So for the majority of the evening, you, Melanie, and Natasha sat in the kitchen, sipping on wine and gossiping.

Now it’s creeping past one am and Natasha’s roommate already came to pick her up, and Melanie is drunkenly snuggling Bradley in the recliner you’d helped them move into the place when they bought it. People are slowly starting to clear out, but there’s still a good handful of people lingering.

The wine has gone to your head a little, and you stumble over to where Jake is shoved into the corner of the couch, talking to Bradley, who’s got Melanie in his lap while he rubs her back.

“Jake,” You whisper, tripping over a set of feet next to him. He’s quick to steady you, grabbing you by your waist and deftly pulling you into his lap.

“Hey darlin’,” He greets with a smile. “You all right?”

“Hm-mm.” You nod, a dazed smile on your face. “Came over to say hi, and I tripped.”

Jake glares at the unsuspecting owner of the feet you happened to trip over. “You wanna hang for a bit, or you ready to go home?”

Home. The fact that he says it, and his familiar tone settles nicely in your chest, sticky warmth spreading throughout your body.

“Stay for a little?” You wonder. “Then go home and watch tv?”

“Whatever you want.”

You nod, pleased, cheeks warming when you realize you’ve been staring at Jake’s smile for a little too long. You move to slide off his lap, and before Jake even realizes what he’s doing, his hands fly to your waist, squeezing gently.

“No," He starts, tugging you even closer to him. "You can stay. I don’t mind.”

You smile, leaning farther back into him, shoulder against his chest. He’s rubbing the back of your head and you’re starting to drift off before you even know it.

Jake’s too busy watching you to realize he never went back to his conversation with Bradley. And when he looks up, said man is giving him a smirk, raising an eyebrow. Jake simply flips him off and returns his attention fully to you.

#my writing #my work #witchwfye #witchwyfe writing #jake seresin x reader #jake hangman seresin x reader #jake seresin x you #jake hangman seresin x you #jake seresin imagine #jake seresin fanfiction #top gun: maverick fanfiction #jake hangman seresin imagine #jake seresin oneshot #jake seresin blurb #jake seresin drabble #the roommate predicament

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nyxxxx-onepieces-dragun · 5 months

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Hello there I hope your doing well and your day is going well too ,so it say that in your ask box is open for request, well I would really love to request bottom ace with gn reader or just female reader, go wild it could be a headcanon or a short fic dosent matter!

A/N: Oml hi anon! I am doing great and I hope your doing good as well!^^ sorry it took me awhile to get to ur request I have finals coming up so I was studying hella hard, but your request has been fulfilled and I cannot fathom how bad I would top this man js sayin. Also the song NASTY by russ helped write this But enjoy all my lovelies! ;3

Characters: Bottom!Ace x fem reader (fem is easier for me I hope thats alr!) and all the good bottom-top stuff! also a bit NSFW so yea- no minor's pls!^^

Bottom Ace Headcanons

Okay firstly, like I said in my other NSFW Ace hc, he has a praise kink, he likes giving praise, but my oh my, does he LOVE receiving it, call him a "good boy~" or say "your doing such a good job love~" he's immediately melting into you, filling your womb with his kids.

He's a whimperer and a beggar, no doubt about it, like he'll act all macho-man in front of everyone else, but when you two are alone he's begging you to ride him harder, small whimpers escaping his pretty sun-chapped lips "p-please y/n~ a-ah~! harder!~..." he'll whine strands of his ravenette sticking to his sweaty forehead.

When you first asked to be on top, he was hesitant since he thought he wouldn't like it because he's usually on top, but when you teased and edged him to an explosive orgasm, he has now become your pillow princess, though of course he'll make sure you feel good too <3

Hair pulling. I don't know why but I feel like he enjoys it when you tug at his raven locks a stinging pain on his scalp elevating his high, makes him moan more too.

Aftercare: Mk so this bb needs lots of cuddles and kisses, receiving or giving wise, he likes to be little spoon and feel extra loved, will be a big baby if you say that you want to be little spoon cause thats his place 🥺 but will big spoon you none the less <3

He's a switch but prefers being bottom boy cause he's a little lazy and he also just passes out sometimes due to his narcolepsy, so instead of you having to wait for him to wake up (which can take hours hehe) you can just keep going cause why stop?

he regularly gets teased by Marco and Thatch because he "follows you around like a puppy" according to the both of them, but what they don't know is he is your little puppy bottom boi ;3

I apologize if this isn't well-written as it is my first time writing something like this but I hope the anon that requested it and everyone else enjoyed reading it as I did writing it! reposts/reblogs are welcome js credit me! <3

#one piece #portgas d ace #ace x y/n #nyx #portgas d ace x reader #one piece x reader #he is so golden retriever coded #nyxwrites #nyxanswers

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kmprint · 1 year

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💗🎀 ‎‎‎‎꒰ jikoo x my melody and kuromi headers !- ꒱

all of them were made by me !! pls give me credits if you use them here <3 don’t repost them on pinterest :(

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caramelstarlight · 11 months

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✨Tighnari Headcannons✨

💐🥰❤️Did this bc I’m obsessed <3 🥰❤️💐

SFW only|Never NSFW| Made this for me and my friend bc we love him. (Headcannons: Love, Defending, Confessing, Teasing, Knowledge)

A/N: Pls don’t flop :d | Reposts / Reblogs are okay. As long as credit is given! Please give me a ❤️🥰💐

This is long in my opinion so…(Spoiler about colleis elezaer, if you haven’t helped her with it, it’s a little spoiler but won’t do much.)

Headcannons about: How he shows love|

Acts of service / Quality Time |

• He’d help around the house you share.

•Also the one that mostly cooks breakfast.

•Wakes up early(usually) and may be staring at you before getting up or he Immediatley gets up-

•Helps you out with work occasionally if he’s finished with his. •Opens the door for you and closes it often when your with him. (He’s such a gentleman<3)

•Gives gifts slightly often, varying from flowers to sweets. He either leaves it on the bedside, desk or table.

•When he has time off, he’ll immediately look for you to spend it with. As that can be rare in the relationship.

•Tries avoiding the scorching parts of the desert or the heavily crowded and noisy parts of the city.

•Usually takes you out for a picnic,stargazing,cafes/restaurants or little trips.

•What do you do on these adventures? Well it can vary, he may take you to go get flowers afterwards or brings you to places he wants to show you.

“What? Do you not want me to help you out with the house or the work? What else can I be able to assist you with if you keep getting spooked by me lending a hand.” He stated, resting his free arm on the desk as he eyed your writing. His other hand was laid on your hair. He gently inhaled your scent as he kept reading, helping you correct it by spelling check or just details he could think of adding. Whatever he did just brightened his and yours day during these small moments of you both being alone, basking in the suns slight glow and radiating warmth.

“Well since this paper seems to be done, we’re going out because we need a break. He’d say, holding his hand out (or just picking you up bridal style if you’re trying to rival his stubbornness.) bringing you somewhere to spend the day. The paper you’d almost finished can wait. He’s what you need and you are what he needs right now to help each other relieve from stress.

Headcannons about: Defending you

Someone bothering you / species

•If he catches wind of your scent with someone’s he’s unfamiliar with he’d be slightly concerned.

•If his instincts are correct, that it is someone trying to harm his mate, he’ll immediately track you down.

•His ears and nose are enhanced, it won’t take long before he will step in.

•Immediately steps between you and them, covering you with his body while he sends a harsh glare. •His tone either sounds calm or angered. Either trying to hold back his anger or he’s already expressing it.

•Possibly growling is audible enough for you to hear. His tail is slightly stiff but still wags with you near him. Ears pointed up in their direction, showing alertness.

•if that isn’t enough to chase them off, he’ll use a potion or his vision to stop them in their tracks.

•one whiff of a potion he might’ve brought could make them instantly feel drowsy. Stopping them from making any conflict.

•He’ll point his bow at them, his vision glowing brightly. With dendro starting to become infused within it and a few vines are seen on the bow. Shooting it into the ground, using the vines to tie them up. (I keep thinking it’s vines in his burst but then I think it’s a flower I honestly forgot.)

•Same goes for harmful species. Beside him putting his body in front of you. He’ll quickly shoot arrows or use his potions to get you out so he can deal with them.

•If you have a vision, it’ll ease him as long as you know how to use it.

•He’d prefer if it was electro or hydro or pyro. Allowing elemental reactions to take control can easily defeat opponents.

•if you happen to have an electro one, he’d be slightly more concerned but also more interested. As he did get struck by lightning and he hates how loud it is…

•The lightning you command will aid him and hopefully never strike him. Hopefully that’s by accident during the beginning stages.

(This may sound dumb, but think of 2 people with backs against each other, he’s the one that’s facing the left / back of the backs.)

•He’s the one that’s facing the left while you would face the right / you’re facing the back of his view. (He’s facing the back of your view)

•Supports you with his skill while you’re in the middle of it enabling quicken / spread. Then uses his burst to quickly finish them off while you use your electro fused energy.

•Prefers if you’re a sword user (cmon I can’t say polearm bc you’re gonna sound like a mini cyno. ;-; UNLESS- YOU ARE CYNO 🤨 nah. Just his younger sibling. )

•He’s alright with you being of the same weapon type. But you’d have to learn how to coordinate attacks effectively with both of you using bows.

“Leave me alone you creep!” You muttered, a male staring down at you as you moved back, hitting a wall. Nearby passerby’s watches but did nothing. Certainly was a moment that made you lose faith in teyvat slightly. Yanking his hand away when he tried to connect it with yours.

Anger brewing inside both of you as one very handsome sassy fox approached. A smirk shined through and you stuck your tongue out at the male, frustration running wildly inside, his arm was cast aside by your lover Tighnari, growling with a glare. “Leave my partner (Padisarah,Lotus or whatever you think he can call you by) alone. She’s clearly not interested.” Tighnari said with a lower tone, tail wrapped around you and his other hand holding yours.

They didn’t stop, thinking they could overpower such an individual, Tighnari apprehended them easily, keeping them on the ground till Cyno arrived, taking away the creep for investigation. As they had a long record of them trying to get ladies.

Headcannons about: Him confessing his love for you

Public / Private

•He’ll confess about it during an event. Figuring the event would brighten the mood and make the day even more special.

•His confession would be short and blunt. Nothing long like a love poem or him spewing how much mora he would use to buy you. •He’s saying something like this: “Y/N, this may be uncomfortable for you. But I’m willing to ask here and now. I love you, do you love me back?”

•His tail is ecstatic, swishing quickly behind him as his eyes are filled with hope,adoration and admiration for only you.

•His ears pointed fully at your direction, his face covered in blush as he admires you quickly, taking in how perfect you are in his view.

•His actions proving how much he is willing to commit to you, his entire life he always and will.

•(The other rangers are watching with glee, heck they all knew how smitten Tighnari was by you. Collei is definitely giggling in the back)

•When you’re in private, he’ll say a similar sentence, the silence being slightly comforting to him as you can hear his tail swishing from how quiet it is. Allowing your answer to be true and clear for both of you.

•If someone sees you two in private, they’ll definitely tell the others, even before you both announce the relationship to the public.

The event was filled with glee and joy, a celebration for colleis elezaer was in order, also made for majority of the withering zones dying and celebration of the forests rangers work. Tighnari told collei what he had planned to say to you at the right time.

The venue used in pardis dhayi was filled with forest rangers and friends alike. Unknowingly, collei sat you both right next to each other. While she would sit on the side of Tighnari and you’d be the left of cyno. Collei and cyno both knew about what Tighnari was going to do, so they also prepared a little spot nearby if you guys needed alone time. Both clearly ecstatic during the feast. Anticipation brewing inside waiting for him to say those 3 special words.

“Y/N this may be uncomfortable for you but, I love you, I’m willing to devote myself to you. Do you love me back?” He said, tail wagging, eyes staring at yours in a lovingly way, ears perked and facing your direction. You clearly had the spotlight, and always will in his eyes. He even had a few of your favorite flowers in one of his hands. Must’ve picked them earlier today, they seemed new and fresh.

“Tighnari-? I- Of course I love you back! I thought you knew!” You said as you grabbed the bouquet of flowers as he gently pullled you into a hug. Tail wrapped around your leg or wagging excitedly at that moment and his ears drooped(in a good way) Collei,cyno and everyone else was fangirling over you both. Cyno may or may not have took a picture of you both… he’s happy to support his best friends relationship. He totally didn’t show it to nahida.

Tighnari talked with you during the feast and afterwards, making sure you understood how it can be with him. Ranging from his nesting habits to him mating for life. Of course, you didn’t mind those. Tighnari rubbed his cheek against yours, content with how his life was. Showing signs of affection towards you. Everyone else could hear his purring and man would they never stop teasing him about it for the rest of the week.

Headcannons about: Teasing

Him teasing you basically, or being sassy

•Would tease you just to see you mad, and he could kill those thoughts of you getting revenge quickly

•Does so by hugging your waist, you thought he was going to kiss you on your lips. But he didn’t

•Instead he left you hanging (or) pecked your check. Leaving you upset at him.

•When you confront him about it, he’ll kiss you passionately on the lips to make you lose thought.

•Sometimes he’ll be more feisty or in the mood to see you in that state, just for him to fizzle it out completely.

“Tighnari-! Stop teasing meee-!” You said as he pecked your cheek instead of your lips. Angered by the man’s actions. “My lotus/Padisarah(or whatever you think) your cheeks seem lonely too.” He said as he rubbed his against yours. Slowly making you angrier, but you did enjoy his company nonetheless.

“Come on at least- mmh-!” He cutted you off with a long kiss on the lips, a smile curling on your face, happy when he initiated it. His hands held against your back as his tail wrapped gently near your leg. “Better?” He muttered once you parted, seeing your flushed face as a reward, going back for a peck before letting go. “Tighnari!”

Headcannons about: Knowledge

What he and you are experienced in

•We all know, he’s from Amurta, the Darshan for botany and biology.

•A leader at heart, giving lectures and consuming species to see their effects. (He doesn’t eat the whole thing, just a nibble.)

•He knows the best places,items,plants for almost anything. May have the plants in stock if they’re medical in any way.

•Teaches or lectures you if you’re injuried or want to know more or you just want to know in the future.

•He’s amazed at the sight of you jotting down notes as he speaks, happy you’re listening to him, even happier knowing you’ll be more safe.

•You’re more knowledgeable in adventures, such as exploration, combat and places. he’ll ask you for your aid when traveling with you. Such as the windblume event. Asking you how to get there too what can happen there.

•Doesn’t approve of traveling every so often, but as long as you return he’s good with it. As the hero of teyvat, you know a lot. So he trusts your judgement.

•Asks you what other regions are like and loves hearing you talk about stories and experiences you had. Such as the process of becoming the Honorary knight or the first sage of nahida.

•Knowing you had many titles and jobs, he was still in awe in how you managed to get through it. Asking you for tips as he can be stubborn.

•Dislikes when he hears others get pettings from you. But he’s alright since he knows your his. Happy that you chose him out of everyone else that had a crush on you.

“Y/N (or N/N) can you tell me how you became the First sage of Nahida? I’ll tell you more about animals in the Avidya Forrest.” He said trying to bribe you, “Tighnari you already know you asking is enough, but we both know it would be better if you could hug me during it.” He nodded before picking you up bridal style to the bed.

“I thought we were going to sit on the floor-!” You stated as he carried you. “I’d rather cuddle with you on the bed.” He replied before gently lowering you down. Then getting behind you, holding you close and inhaling your scent as you told him the story. His ears hearing your words felt like a soothing melody. He loved every second of it. Love you!

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spacedoutcowgirl · 6 months

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the miraculous ladybug online masterpost!

(long time in the making)

mlb online! where your favorite miraculous characters are all unhinged on the cesspool known as twitter dot com (i refuse to call it X thats stupid)

++ reposts are OKAY, just please link them back to my account or give me (spacedoutcowgirl on tumblr) credit for making them. please don’t claim these as your own.

accounts: the main squad, the villains + significant others, undercover(?) lesbians

part 1 , part 2 , part 3 , part 4 , part 5 , part 6 , part 7 , part 8 , part 9 , part 10 ,

part 11 , part 12 , part 13 , part 14 , part 15 , part 16 , part 17 , part 18 , part 19, part 20 , part 21 , part 22 , part 23 , part 24, part 25

bonus posts: halloween episode

link to the fic: dancing once again

FAQ (pls pls pls read these before you send an ask!)

1. Who knows who’s identities?

→ Luka and Kagami know Marinette’s/Ladybug’s identity. If you’re wondering if Alya knows, thats up to you dear reader.

2. What are the character’s relationships?

→ sabrina & chloe: dating. on the rocks? on the low? definitely more than friends. i think?

→ rose & juleka: she was a punk. she did ballet. what more can i say?

→ amelie & nathalie: call amelie miss steal ya girlllllll

3. what app/program do you use for the tweets and where do you get your pictures?

→ i use twinote! it can be found on the app store (idk if on google app store too)

→ for the majority(!) of pictures, i mainly just use pinterest. now, for the ladyblog banner + edits, i make those myself. the banners of nathalie, adrien, and gabriel are also all made by me. thats why they match :)

#mlb online #mlb au #miraculous ladybug

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crescentpaws · 5 months

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hellooo all

little introduction post:

- i’m max, i’m 19 🔥

- i’ve been obsessed with kotlc for years now unfortunately (no casual interests we hyperfixate like men)

- my favorite kotlc character is fintan. if you follow me on instagram you already know this because he is literally all i talk about. kotlc instagram’s #1 fintan stan. so yeah you will definitely be seeing him a lot. i’m so mentally ill about this fictional asshole. i have more headcanons than shannon messenger does.

- also just gonna get this out there i think keefe is overrated. so don’t expect me to draw him often (sorry </3)

- second fav character is marella! we love our pyrokinetics

- i’m mostly a digital artist (though i do my sketches on paper usually), but i do traditional art occasionally too!

- i’m gonna be posting just my kotlc art on here! if you’re interested in seeing other art that’s not just exclusively kotlc, follow my instagram! > crescentpaws :3 i’m also more active on there

(ps the “paws” in my username is because i used to only draw animal art on my instagram account back in the day whgshsh. but i’m not changing it bc i’m attached to it)

- pls don’t repost any of my art! (reblogs are fine ofc) you can use my stuff for pfps, edits, etc but make sure you give credit!

pokémon side blog: @sunsteel-strike

little nightmares side blog: @tiny-flickers

ao3: here

#introduction post #kotlc artist #kotlc #follow me pls i need validation

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autumnshighlady · 1 year

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I’ve Always Liked to Play With Fire (part 13)

NESTA ARCHERON X ERIS VANSERRA X FEMALE!READER

summary: Rhys finally confronts the reader, and Nesta meets Beron.

warnings: Night Court slander, semi graphic torture

word count: 5.3k

DO NOT REPOST ANYWHERE

a/n: once again I apologize for the wait, this chapter is a long filler chapter but I promise things will ramp up again soon! x

feedback is appreciated, just no hate pls! these are just my opinions, i’m more curious to see how you all like the writing and characterization and storylines!

part 1 // part 2 / part 3 / part 4 / part 5 / part 6 / part 7 / part 8 / part 9 / part 10 / part 11 / part 12 /

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READER POV

Rhysand’s words washed over you like a bucket of ice. Even your very heartbeat seemed to still – all sense of time had been lost to you already, but you swore the moon itself stopped its rotation in this very moment. Your mind was clear as you felt the urge to throw up, thinking back to those looks Rhys had been giving you at the ball in the Hewn City.

His words confirmed what you had feared the most: he knew.

“What…” Your voice trailed off, shaking. Even the ache in your shoulders and wrists from the strain of the shackles disappeared at the quick rise of your panic.

“Do not think these things go about in my court unnoticed.” Rhys said coldly, his eyes gleaming with arrogance at your squirming. “I knew there was something going on between you and Nesta. I’ll give you credit, (Y/N), not even Cassian or Azriel figured it out. They failed me in that sense, but it matters not. All it took was one peek inside your friend Gwyn’s head to figure everything out.”

Rage joined the panic that was churning within you. “You had NO RIGHT to look inside her head.” You spat at the High Lord, letting every ounce of hate shine through. It made you feel sick, Rhysand knowing exactly what Gwyn had gone through yet still choosing to invade her privacy. The priestess had been violated in one of the worst ways possible, and now the High Lord who had supposedly offered her protection had violated her mind.

You thought of Gwyn’s kind face, her large teal eyes that shone when she spoke about something she was passionate about. You thought about how long it must have taken for her to smile like that after Hybern, to trust people again and open herself up. If you didn’t hate Rhysand before, you definitely did now.

“It is my court, I have every right to do as I please if it concerns the safety of my court.” He said simply, brushing off your anger like a speck of lint.

You growled. “How could you do that to her? To a priestess so afraid of the world and males like you that it took her weeks just to leave that library?”

“Well, technically it’s your fault. I tried to look into your head to get answers, but could not get in no matter how hard I tried. Same with Nesta. That’s when I began to suspect something more than just friendship between the two of you, and dear Gwyneth was my last resort.”

“I’m going to fucking kill you.” You hissed, jerking your arms as much as possible. The chains clanked loudly, a harsh sound echoing throughout the eerie quiet of the cell.

“No, you will not.” Rhysand snorted. “But it seems Nesta came to Gwyn one day about an ancient spell, trying to find more information on it and how it could be used. Dear Gwyn tried so hard to help, pouring over dusty manuscripts for hours and hours but to no avail. Until one day she came across a record of an old spell between the goddess Estelle and her lover, Jayana. According to what Gwyn found, it dates back to when ancient gods ruled across the realms. Estelle was a mother goddess, a symbol of life, while Jayana was a goddess of war and death. They were opposites, yet the two fell in love. The mother and the warrior, joined as one.

“When war broke out between the gods, Estelle and Jayana were taken by the other side and thrown into the pits of Hel as prisoners. The goddesses knew they were likely to die, so Estelle created a spell that would bind her with Jayana. It would allow them to communicate, even when they were far apart. They could feel what the other felt, sense both every ounce of fear and love the other had. But then the slaughter began, and many of the gods within the prison were slain. Jayana was dragged from Estelle’s arms and beheaded in front of her lover. It is said that the rage of Estelle is what broke the realms apart. She absorbed the life forces of the slain gods, including Jayana, and burst out of Hel. Nobody knows what happened to her after, apparently. Gwyn’s information ended there I am afraid.”

The story began to sink in, leaving your head reeling. Nesta had mentioned that the spell was from an ancient goddess, but to know the full story brought you both comfort and unease. While Nesta hadn’t told you this new information and Rhys very well could have been lying, some part of you knew it was true. It lined up with everything you felt through the bond – the fear you felt when Nesta was pulled into the Bog of Oorid, the ache in your chest at being away from her… it all made sense. Jayana and Estelle, if they even existed in the way Rhysand described, felt real. As you pondered the story, something akin to a soft glow warmed your chest for a split second, as if the bond itself were confirming the story.

“Which takes us back to you and Nesta,” Rhysand cleared his throat and continued, a small stream of dark mist twirling around his fingertips. “You used the spell, that much I know. And you used it for communication, to plot against me and my court, did you not?”

You couldn’t help but laugh dryly, causing the High Lord to cock his head angrily.

“Did I say something funny?” He said sternly.

“Look at yourself…” You rasped, unable to stop chuckling at how blind, or willfully cruel, the male before you was. “How could we not? It was never plotting against you, Rhysand, it was about not wanting to live under your roof and indebted to you for eternity. You locked us up, just like Tamlin did with your mate.”

At the mention of Feyre, that dark mist erupted from Rhysand’s palm and clamped around your throat. It was ice cold, stinging your skin but not cutting off your air entirely. His eyes were nearly black with rage, knuckles clenched as he snarled. “Do NOT speak of her.”

“What’s wrong, don’t like to face the truth?” You croaked. “At least Tamlin did it because he thought he loved Feyre. You, no…. you did it out of hate. You wanted to control us, not protect us.”

“Wrong.” The High Lord hissed furiously. “Nesta had a choice, and she chose the House of Wind.”

“Her other option was death. That is no fair choice, Rhysand. She would have been slaughtered in the human lands for being fae and you know it. The only reason you even entertained the House of Wind was because your mate is her sister. Admit it, you wanted us both either dead or completely under your control.”

Rhysand did not say anything, only growled with pure, feral hatred. Despite the pressure around your neck, you lifted your chin triumphantly. Rhysand had many masks, stacked on top of one another so that his true self was hidden by layers and layers. But you had ripped those down, seeing the High Lord for who he truly was – a cruel, bitter male who made no move to deny his desire to control you and Nesta. He prided himself on advocating for Illyrian women, patted himself on the back for helping the traumatised females in the library. Yet at the end of the day, he did not care. He was just like every other cruel High Lord before him.

With one final snarl, Rhysand withdrew his dark mist that clung to your neck. You gulped in air as the pressure was released, lungs aching for breath by that point. Even still, you chuckled. You must have looked like a mad woman, laughing after the cruel male in front of you had just choked you to the point where you had begun to feel lightheaded. Rhysand turned his back to you, walking back to his original position in the corner of the cell. Despite still being chained, you had gotten under his skin.

But then he stopped, movements pausing as if an idea struck him. Slowly, he turned back around, all anger gone. Instead, it was replaced by a look that made fear coil in your gut instantly. It was a look of pure cunning, an evilness that promised nothing good for you.

“If I cannot get into your head, then I have other ways of bringing forth the symbol of that bond.” His voice was a purr, seductive like a cat luring in its prey. “Unless you want to show me.”

Despite the terror within you, you did your best to hold firm. “No.”

Rhysand chuckled darkly, taking a step towards you once again. “That’s fine. If my theory is correct, then it will appear if you are in danger, will it not? Cassain mentioned a glow coming from the bog water before Nesta emerged, but it wasn’t the mask that emitted it, was it?”

Your heart rose in your throat as you realised what was about to happen. The glint in those violet eyes confirmed it, and tears began to well in your eyes. “Nesta will know” You blurted out. “She’ll come here and kill you for it.”

“Oh I don’t think she will. This cell is so heavily warded it blocks the magic of your bond. It is why I am guessing you haven’t been able to feel her through it. She will know nothing of what I am about to do to you.”

“Please….” You hated begging, but all strength and defiance had left your body as survival instinct finally kicked in. “Don’t do this…”

Rhysand merely chuckled as tendrils of dark mist began to creep towards you. “Scream as loud as you want, (Y/N). Nobody is coming to save you down here.”

You whimpered in fear as the mist began swirling around your limbs, stinging slightly. You flinched as it crept up your half exposed back like the edge of ten blades.

“This is your last chance.” Rhys said lowly. “Show me the symbol of the bond, or I will make it appear.”

You closed your eyes, taking a deep breath to brace yourself. When you didn’t answer, it began.

Searing pain shot up your back as a dark cloud sliced against it like a sword. You gritted your teeth, determined to not scream despite the feeling of blood welling from the cut. Another tendril that had been stroking the inside of your wrist quickly shot up the inside of your arm to the nook of your elbow, leaving a trail of blood in its wake. You opened your eyes, biting your lip so hard even more of your blood spilled from your body. The High Lord was staring at you with no remorse, only coldness as his magic lashed at you like a whip.

The slices continued, and by the time they returned to your raw back, you began screaming.

ERIS POV

Eris nodded as he passed by his servants on his way to Nesta’s room, or rather his room that she had been staying in. Each servant smiled or nodded back respectfully, bringing pride to Eris’ heart. He never would have done this in the main Autumn House. No, he would have kept his chin in the air and not acknowledge the staff. His father had spies everywhere, especially amongst the servants. Eris’ autumn house was the one place where he trusted everyone within its walls.

Admittedly, he was nervous for the dinner he was presently on his way to escort Nesta to. He had done his best to prepare her, coaching her on what to say and how to respond to Beron’s prompts just as he had been taught by his mother during his childhood. She had listened attentively, soaking in every word he said. Deep down, Eris knew she would probably be fine. From what he gathered, Nesta had most likely been groomed by her mother from a young age, learning the art of appealing to the wealthy male courtiers. It was one of the few things human and fae shared, the politics of navigating snobby dinner events just like these.

But Beron was dangerous, and unpredictable. Eris did not fear that the High Lord would throw Nesta in a cell or beat her at the dinner table. No, he would do worse. He would prey on Nesta and use fear to coerce her into doing his bidding, into becoming his own personal weapon he could deploy on a whim. And then once that was done, force her to produce children bearing the Vanserra name that would hopefully carry her magic. Eris had planned a hundred different scenarios for tonight, but it was never truly enough when it came to his father.

As usual, he knocked on Nesta’s door three times, then clasped his hands behind his back as he waited for an invitation to come in. Usually Nesta’s response came within a few seconds, but he heard nothing. Eris’ brow furrowed, and he knocked once more.

“Nesta?” He called. Judging by the sound of pacing, he knew she was in there. At least she had not jumped out the window and attempted to flee.

The footsteps grew louder, and before Eris could call out again the door was pulled open to reveal a worried-looking Nesta. Stress lined her sharp features, grey eyes clouded as if her mind were elsewhere. That honey-brown hair was braided in her usual cornet, not a single strand out of place. She wore a simple red dress with long sleeves and a high neckline – Eris’ choice, a modest one that would appeal to his father but also emphasise her beauty.

Nesta looked absolutely ravishing, but Eris brushed those thoughts aside for a moment. “Nesta, what–”

Before he could finish his sentence, the female grabbed his hand and pulled him into the room, slamming the door behind him. Her hand was ice cold and clammy in a way he hadn’t felt from her before. It was not the same cold as her fire that day in the Hewn City – a powerful, dangerous cold. No, it was the icy cold of fear.

“My lady,” Eris jested, masking his own uneasiness. “If you drag me into a room like this my father will definitely be reassured that we’re trying to conceive–” “Something’s wrong.” Nesta cut him off, letting go of his hand. She continued her pacing, one hand coming to press against her chest as she steadied her breathing.

“Okay,” Eris kept his voice steady and light, despite the worry he felt. “And may I inquire as to what exactly is wrong?”

“I don’t fucking know, Eris!” Nesta practically yelled. The hand that wasn’t pressed to her chest was clenching and unclenching by her side, as if it were grasping for something. A thin layer of sweat coated her forehead, and her breathing was visibly shallow.

Eris had never particularly cared for anyone, but seeing Nesta this anxious made the fire in his bones crackle, begging to be unleashed at whatever enemy was causing this. He could practically hear the song of Nesta’s silver fire, but the Archeron appeared to be too lost in worry to hear it herself.

He resisted the urge to go to Nesta, to grab her arms and stop her pacing before it drove both of them crazy. But he did not want to corner her, make her feel obligated to accept his help in the way he wanted to give it rather than what she wanted. His every instinct protested, but he remained where he was. “Explain why you think this, then.” He said slowly. “Is it about the dinner?”

Nesta shook her head. “No. I just…. I feel so cold it almost stings. There’s this feeling in my gut telling me that something’s wrong I just…. I don’t know what. I’m worried it’s (Y/N).”

“I thought you couldn’t feel her through the bond right now.”

“I can’t, I just… goddammit Eris I don’t know how to explain it but something is happening, okay? I need to…”

Nesta turned towards the door, but Eris was quicker. He stepped aside, blocking her way. “No.” He said, guilt already gnawing at him at the look of betrayal growing in Nesta’s eyes.

“Get out of my way, Eris.” She growled, glaring up at him.

“Nesta, listen to me.” The Prince forced himself to speak calmly, choosing his words carefully. “Is this feeling you’re getting giving you any indication of where she is?”

“No, but–”

“Then there is nothing you can do. I already have spies looking for her, and if they find even a trace of a hint they will let me know. Now, unless you have some grand plan of somehow running out of the Autumn Court without my father being alerted then by all means, let me know and I’ll join you. Even then, where would you go? What would you do to find her?”

Anguish seeped into Nesta’s voice, a desperate wail creeping into her tone. “I don’t know, but I’d try something! I can’t just….” Her voice cracked and broke off, tears welling in her grey eyes. The sight chipped away at Eris’ heart, seeing such a strong female so broken down, but he quickly cupped her face in his hands.

“Do not cry, Nesta.” He said sternly. “As much as we both want to help (Y/N) right now, we cannot do that if my father smites us both into the dust for being late to dinner. He will be able to tell that you have been crying, and we cannot have that. I do not want to tell you not to weep because you are allowed to feel what you feel, but in this court, while my father reigns, we cannot let emotions cloud our judgement. Understood?”

Nesta inhaled slowly, nodding into his hands. Gods, her face was so cold.

“She refused to leave me when I was at my lowest,” Nesta’s voice was barely above a whisper, broken like shards of glass. “And she needs me now, and I’ve left her.”

Eris summoned warmth into his palms to warm her cold cheeks and add some colour to her face. “I know,” He said. “But there is nothing you can do to help her right now other than help yourself. First, we will get through this meeting with my father. One thing at a time, Lady Nesta.”

Without thinking, Eris leaned forward and pressed a gentle kiss to Nesta’s forehead. It was like kissing an ice cube, and for a split second he feared she would rip herself from his grasp and yell at him. But even though she appeared to stiffen in surprise, Nesta did not pull away. He felt her flames sing louder, and his own calling out in response at the contact. Like calling to like, once again.

Eris looked into Nesta’s eyes. “Do not forget you are the woman who stole the power of the cauldron itself. You were brave enough to share your story at a meeting of fae High Lords you didn’t know. You were tossed into a war you had never prepared for and came out with the King of Hybern’s head. You are much stronger than you give yourself credit for, Nesta Archeron. Do not let the shadow of the Night Court take that from you.”

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With his arm linked through hers, Eris led Nesta through the entrance into the dining hall. As they walked through the doors, the remaining traces of Nesta’s stress melted off her like snow from the branches. She did not hold her chin high with her usual confidence, but kept her head level so as not to appear too submissive, but also not too challenging. Beron was a master at playing people, and Eris only hoped that he and Nesta could keep a step ahead of him.

Beron was already seated at the head of the table, a scowl written across his aged face. In the first chair next to him down the long side of the table sat Eris’ mother, her lifeless auburn locks covering her face like a curtain. It prickled Eris’ heart how she did not turn to look at him upon his arrival. There had been a time where her eyes glowed with pride upon seeing Eris, but now those were few and far between. She still visited him, still loved him, but deep down he knew she secretly feared he was too much like Beron.

“You’re late.” Beron’s voice was cold, his eyes devoid of any positive emotions as he glared at his eldest son.

“Apologies, father.” Eris quipped, pulling Nesta’s chair out for her. “I was showing my fiancé the paintings you commissioned in the gallery.”

Beron fixed Eris a stern glare, one that warned him not to make any snide comments. Eris shrugged, taking his seat between his father and Nesta. The role he played with his father was a fine line – on one hand, he dared not challenge the High Lord lest he receive a beating. But on the other hand, he could not appear weak. Beron would expect the occasional snide remark and disrespect, like it was part of a routine. One that kept him above his brothers, for he was the only one who could remotely get away with it. His brothers, on the other hand, would be far worse off than him.

His father’s gaze switched from him to Nesta, watching the female like a hawk as she curtsied before settling into her chair. His gaze was hungry, like a predator sizing up a lump of prey for its next meal. Eris sat next to her, nerves churning. As good as Eris had gotten at predicting his father’s moves and words, this was a new situation to him. Never before had he encountered someone who his father had so desperately desired to have in his court, to control. Nesta Archeron was a new entity, even for Beron. Eris was not stupid – every fae in Prythian who had heard of Nesta wanted to know more about her, how they were fascinated by the tales of the role she played in the war. But Beron would want more, to be able to sink his claws deep into Nesta and break her into pieces and put her back together over and over again until she moulded the image he wanted.

Perhaps Beron and Rhysand aren’t too different after all. Eris sarcastically chuckled to himself mentally as he poured himself a glass of wine.

“High Lord,” Nesta faced Beron and met his gaze, then dipped her head respectfully. “Thank you for graciously having me at your table tonight.”

Eris resisted the urge to smirk at Beron’s surprised blink, apparently caught off guard given that the rumours around Nesta had claimed that she was a witch, snarky and easy to anger. But Eris knew Nesta was smart, and likely needed little instruction on how to handle Beron. She was respectful and used flattery to appeal to his ego, but held herself high enough that she would not be walked over. Her presence was strong compared to the Lady of Autumn’s – it was like she was a ghost in her own home, and despite seeing it every day, it broke Eris’ heart to see her like this.

Beron then turned to Eris, electing to ignore Nesta for now and brush her off. “So, boy,” He said gruffly. “This is the female you are to marry provided she earns my blessing?”

“Correct,” Eris said casually as a timid servant loaded up his plate with food. “I figured it was time for me to settle down after my betrothal to the Morrigan all those centuries ago was ruined.”

“That was not your decision to make, Eris.” His father growled, eyes blazing. Even though Eris had already been punished for proposing to Nesta without his father’s permission, he knew that Beron would never forget it.

But Eris only shrugged, letting his father’s anger wash over him like waves. “But it was a good decision, was it not?” He said in a matter-of-fact tone. “Call it an eye for an eye. The brutes ruined my first marriage arrangement, so I took one of theirs in return. They owed me a debt, so I finally got my Night Court bride after all.”

Beside him, Nesta said nothing. She politely ate the food in front of her, as if she weren’t the object of conversation. Her sharp cheekbones gleamed in the light of the candles around them, casting a fiery glow across her face. To avoid staring, Eris turned his gaze back to his father.

“And yet neither Rhysand was consulted on the matter either, it seems.” Beron pointed out, eyes still fuming. “You made this decision on a whim. Now I need to see if it’s worth it. I have no intention of going to war with the Night Court over a female you thought was pretty enough to be your bride.”

Before Eris could speak, his father turned to Nesta and continued. “So, girl,” He growled. “Why should I let you remain in my house for even one moment longer? I should just send you back to your High Lord in a box and be done with this mess. Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t.”

Nesta set her utensils down on her plate, lifting her chin and turning her head towards Beron. Eris grew nervous at how firm her gaze was, unsure of how his father would react. She straightened her spine, voice steady as she spoke.

“My lord,” Nesta said. “I apologise for my presence in your Court causing tension. Neither of us wants war, I promise. But I have essentially been a prisoner within the Night Court, confined to one of Rhysand’s houses and being forced to train as a warrior. I have no desire to fight, but I was not allowed to use my magic. I was wasting away, and Eris saw that. He said I have more potential, and I do. My mother raised me to be a courtier, and to find a good marriage and provide my husband with children. It is still my every intention to do that, and I will do whatever you ask of me if it means I have your permission to stay in Autumn. But please, High Lord, do not send me back. I have a powerful gift from the Cauldron, and Rhysand would rather see me six feet underground than allow me to use it.”

Eris wasn’t sure he was breathing as Beron sat in silence for what seemed like an eternity, staring at Nesta. On the one hand, Nesta had admitted a desire to use her magic and become stronger – something that Beron would loathe seeing any female do. But Eris could practically see the wheels turning in his father’s mind as he debated what Nesta could offer him, how he could maybe allow an exception to his misogynistic rules just this once to see what he could get out of it. His interest in the Archeron’s Cauldron-stolen powers was palpable, so Eris spoke up before Beron could think too hard and let his prejudices cloud his judgement.

“The ball at the Hewn City appears to be the first time Nesta’s magic has been used since the war,” He interjected, addressing his father. “It’s why she was out cold for so many days afterwards. I believe it would be in our best interest to let her learn how to use it and–”

“Quiet!” Beron snapped, shooting Eris a glare that would have sent most people scurrying away. “I’ve heard enough from you.”

The room was quiet for another few minutes. Nobody even dared eat, not while Beron clasped his hands together and propped his elbows on the table, staring down Nesta Archeron. To her credit, she did not flinch from his gaze. She met it evenly, a blank expression on her face that the High Lord was so clearly attempting to decipher to exploit a weakness. But Nesta was a statue, cold and frozen, mirroring Beron’s emotionless expression from earlier.

Beron finally spoke after what seemed like an eternity. “Show me.”

Nesta blinked once. “I beg your pardon, my lord?”

“Show me your powers, and I’ll decide if you’re even worth entertaining this marriage.” Beron’s tone left no room for question, as he sat back in his chair expectantly.

Nesta looked at Eris, a flicker of doubt in her eyes. He nodded, giving her the go-ahead for what they discussed earlier. Eris knew his father would want a demonstration, and they had spent over two hours preparing for what she would do when he asked for one.

Pushing her chair out from behind her, Nesta stood up. She smoothed her skirts, stepping a few feet back. Even the Lady of Autumn lifted her head to watch, concern written across her pale face. She glanced at Eris one last time, and took a deep breath while closing her eyes.

“Now.” Beron growled impatiently. “Before I decide you’re definitely not worth it and send you back to Rhysand as a pile of ash.”

A few seconds later, Nesta’s eyes opened. A silver fire glowed within them, illuminating her face. Eris tore his eyes away from her to glance at his father. Beron was leaning forward, watching Nesta like a hawk.

Nesta spread her arms slightly, palms opening to reveal a bright silver flame in each hand. It spread out, streams of it curling up her arms and weaving around her body while others pooled at her skirts.

“Mother above.” Eris’ mother whispered softly.

“Quiet.” Beron snapped at her, and she flinched.

Nesta stood there, glowing as if the moon itself had liquified and turned into flame that now danced around her body. The flames licked the air playfully, as if delighted to be let out. She remained utterly still as the silver fire quickly spread, climbing up the walls around them and engulfing the room. The guards began yelling, but a firm shout from their High Lord to not do anything made them freeze.

Like tidal waves, Nesta’s fire came gushing from her body and flooded the room. Seconds before it hit the table, Beron stood up quickly and summoned a wall of orange flame around the table, shielding himself and his family from the flames.

“Are you seriously telling me to light your dining room on fire?” Nesta had snapped earlier, shocked.

“That is exactly what I am telling you,” Eris had replied. “Very good listening skills.”

“Why the fuck do I have to do that?”

“Because if you appear to control your magic too much, Beron will see it as a threat. He is paranoid, and will immediately think you will use it against him. He has to see it in all its glory, and be threatened by it. Let your magic out however it wants, Nesta. You forget Beron is an extremely powerful male, he will be able to repel your flames for a time. But I want you to push back a bit. Not too much, just enough to let him feel the strength of your power. And then when he begins pushing really hard, let him beat you. He will not want you to stay in his court if he thinks your magic could overpower his own.”

Nesta had rolled her eyes. “So be strong, but not too strong?”

“Precisely,” Eris had smirked at her. “Dealing with my father always involves balancing on a fine line. Now let’s practice.”

As predicted, Nesta’s flames pushed against Beron’s, beginning to engulf them before he pushed back. Her flames grew higher, and Beron’s own matched hers. It was a dance of orange and silver, each one fighting to overpower the other. Eris watched in awe as his father battled Nesta’s, the High Lord’s jaw beginning to clench with effort.

But then Nesta’s flames shallowed, Beron’s immediately smothering them. The tension in his face was replaced by smugness as Nesta’s flames retreated, chased by his own. Black ash marked the floors and walls where Nesta’s fire had utterly scorched it, more and more being revealed as Nesta’s flames vanished. The second they did, Nesta staggered, panting.

Eris rushed out of his chair and wrapped his arm around her waist, holding her steady. The female was trembling slightly, her skin ice cold as Eris led her back to her chair. Beron had sat back down, already having ordered the servants to begin sweeping up the ash.

“Spectacular.” Beron murmured, his eyes ripe with hunger. His gaze did not move from Nesta, sizing her up like a piece of meat. The ambition on his face was undeniable.

“Wonderful, isn’t she?” Eris quipped, passing Nesta a glass of wine. “She gave Rhysand quite a scare with it. It was a truly wonderful scene, father. Pity you weren’t there.”

“Indeed.” Beron’s voice was far away, as if he were already lost in his own scheming thoughts. It made Eris unsettled, how quickly his father was already plotting.

The High Lord took a long sip of wine before speaking again. “You may stay in my court, Nesta Archeron, for the time being. You may train your magic with Eris, and I will reassess your abilities in a month. If you fail to impress me, I will throw you out of my court to the wolves. But if you prove useful, then I shall grant you my eldest son’s hand in marriage. Am I clear?”

Nesta nodded, but stayed silent. She still shook slightly, eyes fluttering at the exhaustion of using so much power. Beron didn’t give her a second glance as he turned to Eris.

“Do not think this is a reward for your brash actions, boy.” He hissed at his son. “If she was anyone else I’d have flayed her alive and hung her on your wall for your stupidity. But she may not be useless after all, and I want her on my side. If she complies, I will see this marriage through and you must breed her within three months of the wedding. Understood?”

Eris swallowed the lump in his throat. “Yes, father.”

Beron stood up. “Good. We are done here. Get out.”

His wife quickly stood up and followed Beron out of the room, head bowed as her dress trailed in the ash. Once they were gone, Eris gently took Nesta’s arm. “Good job,” He murmured, helping her up. “I’m proud of you. Now let’s get you out of here.”

Nesta nodded, as if her ability to speak was trampled by her exhaustion. Noting how limply she hung in his arms, Eris flung her arm around his shoulder and reached down behind her knees. He scooped her up easily, noting how worryingly light she still was. You had mentioned that Nesta had been training, and if this was her having gained muscle and meat on her bones then it sickened him to think of the state of her body before.

He wasn’t lying when he said Nesta had been wasted in the Night Court. It angered him how arrogant Rhysand was to act like he was doing her a favour by forcing her to train. There were many paths in the immortal like that did not require a sword, something Nesta clearly did not want. To force her to do so was cruel, and proved to Eris even further that Rhysand was a complete and utter asshole to the core.

Before they reached the gates leading away from the main castle, Nesta had already fallen asleep in Eris’ arms. Her breath was steady, her soft exhales calming Eris’ racing heart. The dinner had made him more nervous than he’d have cared to admit, but he could not let Nesta see that. She looked so peaceful, her thin body curled into his as she snored quietly. It was a long trek to his grounds from the castle, but he did not mind. Selfishly, he liked having Nesta in his arms. But he felt a twinge of guilt as he recalled how fondly Nesta spoke of you. He was not a blind male, he knew you loved Nesta, and Nesta loved you. There was a part of him that was jealous, for her had grown a soft spot for both you and the eldest Archeron sister.

Eris pondered how he let his life get to this point as he walked through the forest. Marrying Nesta would not be a hardship. She was beautiful, intelligent and strong, which Eris admired very much. But trying her to him would be taking her away from you. He did not know whether you were even alive, but he hoped you were, even though you would likely unintentionally cause complications down the road. Eris could get away with sneaking one female into Autumn, but two? He did not think he would get lucky twice.

But part of him felt the same urges as Nesta, to abandon everything and search for you. Not only because Nesta cared for you, but for some reason he did not want you to be alone out there, wherever you were.

The stars shone overhead as Eris was lost in his thoughts. The details of how you would fit into his arrangement with his father would have to be set aside until he knew for certain where you were. He debated telling Nesta about his research on the bond between you and her, but decided against it. He knew it would be breaking his promise, not telling her immediately what he may have discovered, but he wanted to be certain first. Nesta would punish him for it, but it was a risk worth taking.

Eventually, Eris reached the doors to his house. Nesta remained asleep as he set her down in his bed, pulling the covers over her shivering frame. The room had been heated without fire, making it nice and warm for Nesta’s shivering body. He only hoped that dress was comfortable enough to sleep in.

As Nesta nestled her head into the soft pillow, Eris gently pushed a lock of hair out of her face.

“Sleep tight, Nesta Archeron.” He murmured before leaving the room, letting her sleep in peace.

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spaceoutcazt · 1 year

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📌 About Me:

🇲🇽 [They/them preference]

🐙 [LVL 16/Nonbinary + Pan oriented AroAce]

🍋 More in my carrd.co 🍋

My name is Krester and i'm a hobbyist artist. I like to draw fanart of my favorite shows/games and OCs! Im a big fan of horror/pseudo-snuff films, fictional gore and non-human creatures ( ^3°)٭

Tag guide:

Art tag: #Outer Space Clowntist ✏️

Rambling tag: #Clownblings 🪐

Reblog tag: #SpaceReblogzz

Mailbox tag: #Clownswers 📬

My OCs tag: #SpaceOutcazOC

My sona tag: #OutcazSONA 🪱

Selfship tag: #SELFSHIP 💌

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⚠️ TW/CW:

🫐 I usually use bright colors on my drawings and i might draw gore from time to time. [eyestrain/bl00d/blades/flashing tw]

🫐I (rarely) reblog//draw suggestive stuff, nothing too explicit but still.

🫐 About ships! I draw ship art very rarely, i mostly do it when requested and i have to let you know that im...very open with ships, i think thats the word? I dont like them but i dont hate them either (except proships, fuck proships) so you might see A LOT of different ships from different fandoms, as a warning: eh you might see ships you dont like (example: candybats/ratmeat/deadmeat).

🫐 In some of my drawings (mostly referring to my spooky month au, miserable month) i talk about delicate themes such as su**ide, alcoholism, etc. Please keep this in mind before interacting, if you're not comfortable with that stuff at all i recommend you to look for another blog (or at least ignore the whole miserable month au, by far i think that's the only disturbing thing you'll find in my posts).

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📌 Here are some of the fandoms i'm in:

(i often update this)

Spooky Month.

Adventure Time (Finn ♡).

Superjail.

Gravity Falls.

Eddsworld.

OFF (by Mortis Ghost).

Therapy with Dr Albert Krueger // Vincent the Secret of Myers.

Five Night's At Freddy's (the lore confuses me though-).

Madness Combat.

The Amazing World of Gumball.

Popee the Performer.

Salad Fingers.

ENA.

Analog horror. Mostly; Mandela Catalogue, Local 58, The Walten Files, etc.

Don't Hug Me I'm Scared.

Invader Zim and JTHM.

Creepypastas.

Unicorn wars.

Not sure if this counts as a fandom but i love disturbing media, urban legends, cryptids, anything related to paranormal, liminal spaces and more stuff like that.

School for Little Vampires (omg i love vampires).

Slashers, 80s horror movies, etc (i have a thing for killer dolls).

Again, this probably doesn't count as a fandom but I LOVE CLOWNS :o)

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📌 Requesting Rules:

Ok, i was not going to make this section but some of you made me REALLY uncomfy >:/

🌼 First of all (and this one should be obvious) i WILL NOT TAKE NSFW REQUESTS. I'm a minor and i'm not comfortable with drawing that type of stuff.

🌼 DO NOT REQUEST PRO/COMSHIPS. If you ask me to draw something like "minor x adult" i will not only ignore your request, i will block you. 💥

🌼 BE PATIENT WITH ME. Just cuz the ask box is open it doesn't mean requests are open too, i don't mind if you request something but keep in mind that i won't do your request immediately if i'm not feeling up to it X(

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📌 Before sharing my art:

🧃 Reposts are okay! (give credit pls) You can use my drawings as your pfp as long as you credit me!

(This also applies for edits, videos, etc)

🍧 About my OC's: I'm okay with fanart and people shipping their OC with mine or a canon character, but please avoid making NSFW content with them, and with NSFW i mean sex lmao.

EXTRA!! Here's my avatar ref sheet in case yall wanna draw it X)!

#introduction #pinned post #Spotify

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weknowthend · 8 months

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tonight’s cast btw

Harriet Caplan-Dean as Aragon (E/C)

Leesa Tulley as Boleyn (E/C)

Claudia Kariuki as Seymour

Monique Ashe-Palmer as Cleves (Alt)

Danielle Rose as Howard (Alt)

Esme Rothero as Parr (Swing)

#if reposting pls give me credit<3 #six the musical #six chaos slay #leesa tulley #harriet caplan dean #it’s always claudia as the last principal standing LMAO #5 queen alt massive

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instaquarius · 6 months

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Full Resolution of the Commission sheet here

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What you can do with your art once finished:

After getting your commission from me there are few thing you should know:

1. You can (should) upload the art to your gallery though pls credit me if you do so. Otherwise do whatever you like with it<3 It is made FOR you after all, therefore you're allowed to repost as the customer. 2. You can use the art anywhere you want. On forum, sites etc. You can reupload it anywhere. 3. You can add details or text. I know that especially on RP sites your character may change - eye color, scars etc. You can change them of course! It is yours after all. (Just again, remember to credit me as the original artist though if anyone asks) It helps get more recognition etc. 4. Do not remove my Watermark. If you do, then please remember to add a different one and to write me in description of the work. That's all I ask - It's easier to see who made the art.

Information form:

Comment below if you're interested, send me a note, or contact me through discord/etc. To order send me a note here or on DM me on discord InstaQuarius#9023 containing important informations ir you can even just use the template to make it easier:

Type of commission: (Sketch, Lined, Single Shading, Deluxe, Etc.) Info about character: (What are they like, Personality, basically any basic info so I can get a feel of how to draw your character) References: (Send multiple, I'll ask for more if I need it!) Poses/What's happening: (What do you want them doing? Sitting, jumping, emotions showing, etc. Make sure to give enough info so I won't have to change much in the drafts.) Of course, if you don't have any and want to leave it for me to take care of, then just say so.

I'll start a basic sketch and send it to you. Tell me what you want adjusted, changed, etc during this phase. (NOTE: I will NOT be able to edit anymore once I've started the Lineart process/coloring.)

You can pay half first, before I start the sketch. After the sketch is done then I WILL require the rest of the pay before I start the coloring/lineart if you asked for any of the higher tiered commission options I am offering.

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I always send WIPs (even sometimes spam them in my personal server on discord for progress, especially if I'm just REALLY happy with how an art project is turning out so be warned. lol) But also sometimes I will not respond right away, possibly because I am busy with work, or just simply stressed and need some me/down time but please do not be rude about it if I take forever on a drawing.

Examples used in this sheet (for better res):

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kuraitsune · 2 years

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Can I request a Ike x reader mid NSFW pls and love your mysta x reader x shoto fic by the way ( ◜‿◝ )♡

PARiNGS - ...Ike Eveland x GN!reader

MENTiONS - ...Shu Yamino

SUMMARY - ...you decided to test out a spell from Shu on Ike, with his permission of course. though the results were very unexpected.

READER'S PROFiLE - ...you're a floral sorcerer, similar to Shu but with more flowers. everything else is up to you! established relationship as well :)

DiSCLAiMERS - suggestive!! in no way am i a professional writer, i just like english lol. please know that these writings are a work of fiction and are the appearance and persona of the character! not the person behind the screen.

"Ikey, do you mind if I test some magic on you?" you fiddled your thumbs nervously. Ike had already told you that you could try out anything, even on him, but you never really wanted to bother the dear novelist with your shenanigans.

But Shu had shown you a spell that only works on people, so... self-explanatory huh?

"Oh, well I don't see why not? What's this magic supposed to do though, if I may ask?" he stood up from his chair to look at you at full height.

"From Shu's description, 'a spell that temporarily gives a person heighten senses.' It's vague, I know, but it's Shu's exact words y'know," you responded, saying the exact lines that the sorcerer had told you.

"If it's from Shu, then it should be fine. I'm ready whenever you are, darling," Ike nodded. You beckoned him to follow you to your testing room, filled with a many different flowers and plants.

"Okay... 3, 2, 1..!" you counted down, preparing the area and hand motions. A poof of purple-blue smoke arose around the room. You flicked the built-in fan on, seeing that... Ike was normal as ever? Something felt different about him though.

"I seem to- erm... hear things more," he scratched the back of his ear, suddenly yelling out.

"Ike!? Oh my god... I didn't even notice-!" you ran over to the dual toned haired man. There was a pair of cat ears on his head.

"Whoops, I forgot about that part of the spell, but it should go back to normal in a day," you had consulted the very sorcerer who told you the spell.

"Things should be near normal, right?" you slowly asked, patting Ike's head as he laid on your lap, clearly tired.

"Yep. He just has heighten senses and should have more traits of the cat," Shu nodded, explaining some other things further before leaving the couple.

You continued patting Ike's head, slowly inching closer to his ears until you actually did and started scratching them. Safe to say, they were very soft and it seemed that it calmed the now-cat novelist.

"Just gotta wait a day, alright?" you softly whispered, beginning to hear soft purrs from him. Your gaze softened at the sight.

"[name]~ I missed you," he appeared behind you, hugging your waist as you passed by him. As a cat, Ike seemed to be a lot more clingy for some reason?

"Haha, I missed you too, but I have some work left to finish. I'll be back soon okay?" you answered, trying to gently pry him off, failing miserably.

"Nooo, I need you here with me..." he begged, holding onto you tighter. It was apparent to you now that there's was a little something poking at your back.

"Ike? Are you... it hasn't even been a day?"

"It's become unbearable! Please..?" you sighed, deciding to help your cat boyfriend with his "small" inconvenience. Suppose your work will have to be for tomorrow!

"Fine... but you better let me have some pleasure as well, kitty~"

NOTE - hi, i wanna let you guys know that... i'm writing for ILUNA officially now! now onto my actual note for this fic, my friend would probably say "kinkyyyy" if she saw the ending honestly. hope you enjoyed reading this~ (and ty for liking my mysta/reader/shoto fic)

DO NOT: repost or copy any of @kuraitsune's works! sharing is fine with credits.

#kura writings | 🦜#nijisanji en #nijien #nijisanji en x reader #luxiem #luxiem x reader #ike eveland #ike eveland x reader

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nyxxxx-onepieces-dragun · 3 months

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Could you do some Law as a boyfriend HC? both sfw and nsfw if that's ok uvu love your writing Nyx <3

A/N: O M F G I am so so sorry anon this has been sitting in my inbox for like EVER! and ty! I try my best for all of you! did all my lovelies miss me? I missed you guys Life has js been lifing and im thuggin it out, since I've been gone so long this is a double wammy! both nsfw and sfw as requested enjoy ;3

Characters: Trafalgar D Law x Fem! reader, ofc NSFW stuff is last so minors dni with that part, first time writing for our fav emo boi so bare with me!

Law Headcanon: SFW

Okay where to start...ah! yea for this boi you'd have to make the first move, he won't admit it but he's too shy, the only way you found out that he had mutual feelings for you is because Bepo "accidentally" let a hint slip one drunk night.

His love language is gift giving and quality time, he has trouble with physical touch and affection but that doesn't mean he won't show it in another way!

He would like to spend time with you, not in the "lets go out!" kind of way, but in the way where he would sit in silence with you as you read a book, or as you make you and him a small snack, its comfortable silence since he doesn't really know how to start small talk.

As for gift giving I think whenever you guy's land on a island, he'd buy you like the islands flower (kinda like how states have their respective flower ykyk) but like a singular one and depending on how long you guys have been with each other, he'd leave it on your desk with a small note saying "I love you y/n-ya, L" or something like that,

If you guys were together for a long while like 4-6 months he'd approach you with it, hand it to you with a blush very visible on his cheeks and after you accepted it would plant a delicate soft kiss on your lips <3

Like I said before, not good with physical touch or affection, but of course he'll spoon you while you to sleep, it may be by accident but he'll kiss your neck softly mumbling sweet nothings in his sleep as his tatted hands run along the sides of your body soothingly.

NSFW part (minors get the hell out of here I'd like to not get reported pls and ty )

So I like to think law isn't good at eating you out, he has no idea what he's doing what so ever the stereotypical "can't find the clitoris" guy yk? he also made a face when he first tasted you, it wasn't like a bad face he just wasn't ready,

But damn is he good with his fingers, his long thick fingers that tease your entrance rubbing your sensitive nub, he'll have you creaming in a second with how far his fingers reach inside of you, he likes to have three fingers pumping in and out of your squelching pussy while he litters your neck with rough and passionate kisses, his chin beard tickling your neck as he whispers the most dirtiest, filthiest, defiling words into your listening ear in the most cooing gentle voice ever.

Listen this man's stamina ranges from slow romantic and only one-two rounds, to all night 100 different positions and never tiring,

Will randomly get boners at the most inconvenient times, in the middle of a fight and your clothes get all cut up he's looking at you with panic in his lungs and a hard-on, which you take notice to and laugh. "Really Law? here in the middle of-" "Shut up Y/n-Ya!"

His favorite position? Missionary, pretty vanilla but he likes the way your tits bounce as he full on rams into you, and seeing your fucked out bliss filled face is such a satisfying thing for him bonus points if your wearing his reading glasses (yes I believe he uses reading glasses sue me)

Eee! I hope yall enjoyed this Law hc he's really hot on the market right now and I hope i could satisfy the Law lovers out there with this one! ty for reading reposts/reblogs are welcome js credit me! <3

#nyx <3 #one piece #one piece x y/n #law x y/n #trafalgar law #trafalger d water law #Our fav emo boi frfr <33 #nyxwrites #nyxanswers #he's really black cat coded hehe

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hologram-puppet · 10 months

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joker out in the style of taylor swift's albums part 6: reputation

also a bonus poster 'cause why not :))

pros:

- yes, i manually did the newspaper thing on the side - only took me an hour or three to do, but worth it - my most favorite taylor album to date <3 - king(s) of my heart (body and soul ooh woah)

cons:

- difficult not to blush while making - a part of me thinks i should've just stuck to copy pasting the newspaper overlay thingy with taylor's name all over it - other than that, NOTHING.

my favorite album that has no skips so i'm really proud of this one. || + the reputation part of the jo written by taylor swift playlist is up!

(also feel free to use the edits or repost it to other sites, just pls give credits to hologram puppet on pinterest/tumblr, thanks!)

#slovenia #joker out #bojan cvjeticanin #jan peteh #jure macek #kris gustin #nace jordan #eurovision #eurovison 2023 #reputation taylor swift #very happy with how this turned out #posters by hologram-puppet

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limoncats · 6 months

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hi i’m limoncats

and i made this bullshit of a blog on the 26th of August, 2023

my nicknames are Seren or limon, i don’t mind which you use.

okay so uhh before you go down and look at my kinda about me section pls look at my sona’s character sheet (no pressure btw)

(drawn April 4th, 2024) yeah, you can use that to reference my sona when drawing! if you do end up drawing me pls tag me i’d wanna see it 🥺🥺

also this comparison between heights of my sona and my OC @mayui-07-07 is here so you can use it as a reference for my sona's height [height chart by MookieTheMonster on Deviantart]

DISCLAIMER: THIS BLOG AIN’T SPOILER-FREE FOLKS!!

okay here’s the long-awaited (← not really) about me section

hi, i’m limoncats (no shit) and i’m a multifandom artist who loves RPG Maker games!

my birthday is January the 5th, i’ve basically drawn my entire life, purple is my favourite colour, green is my least favourite colour, i’m aroace, and vegetables taste ass to me

i’m also a minor (under 18) so ye

as of now, i own 3 cats. (2 at home, 1 lost. i miss her [Luna] so much…praying i find her again)

disclaimer: if anything i say comes off as offensive to any minority i apologise in advance. i don’t want to offend anyone.

FAQ

“can i use your art as a profile picture/header?” yes, just credit me somewhere easy to see.

“can i repost your art?” yes, just credit me somewhere easy to see.

“can i dub one of your comics?” yes! ask me 1st and credit me in the description of your video, whether it’s a link to one of my socials (or multiple) or a direct link to the comic. (p.s. please give me the link to the comic dub i’d love to see it 🥺)

"can i use your art commercially?" ask me via discord (limoncats)

feel free to ask me via ask box!

my website (straw.page)

as of December 4th, 2023, my OC Rui “Mayuu” Maikaze has a tumblr blog! go check her out :)

that’s all lmao