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I LOVE it when artists depict a very clear dynamic between lovers, so much so that I could literally ship that couple without even knowing them. I hope I’ve managed to draw enough of the kind of dynamic I envision for Elucien. It’s not the full scope of what I imagine them to be like, but certainly a chunk of it!

And also… I heard that the people who voice Elain and Lucien both ship Elucien. If that’s true, I‘m gonna scream. You know how the voice actor of Zuko made a fan audio in which Zuko confesses his love for Katara? I need something like this for Elucien 😭

Gwynriel WIP. I might have to change some poses and rearrange them all. It’s just not as good as the Elucien piece and it’s bugging me.

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I should be able to both read for 8hrs a night and sleep for 8hrs a night. That I cannot is very rude and, frankly, poor design.

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I wanted to make a few dividers for my @elainweekofficial submissions but I ended up making 14 lmao. Feel free to use for Elain Week or just in general! Credit is appreciated but not necessary.

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Some Lady of Autumn focused headcanons I've had cooking up for a while. I thought about making a fic around this concept but I'm not sure that that will ever come to fruition.

So enjoy this headcanony drabble. It is pretty angsty.

CW: domestic violence, child abuse, suicidal thoughts

Lady of Autumn loves all of her children.

With each one she would cradle them at night, warm, inside her belly, knowing that this would be the only time they wouldn't know pain.

She loves their red hair, so much like hers and her sisters. She loves the way their toddler smiles shine, innocent and wholesome. She loves how they cling to her. How they call her Mama and look to her for her attention, always seeking her out.

She loves all of them. Even the ones that Beron twists the most.

She tries her best to temper it. To be the shield between the High Lord and his heirs. She knows if she tries to run with them, Beron will hunt them down forever. And when they are found, he would make sure she would never be with them again and they would be all alone. With him. So she stays and endures because she is the only thing that they have that is soft in their cruel worlds.

And they are all that she has.

Her world in The Forest House gets smaller and smaller as the centuries past. Her family gone. Her friends kept away. Only servants that call her Lady. A husband that calls her Wife. Children, grown males with hardened gazes, who call her Mother.

Her heart is forced to grows with each son that is born. It's a painful expansion but one she knows is needed to make room for each of them. For the small time that they are only hers, before Beron snatches them away to make them into the males he needs, she must give them her love. She prays for only boys, not knowing what life like this would be for her daughter. The Mother is kind even in this torture for that. And when her belly swells with the last one, the one she knows is not his, it's the first and only time she truly considers ending it all. What stops her is Eris walking into her room that night, like he understood what she considered doing. And as he stands there, taking care of her once again, she is reminded of him as a boy, toothless and pink cheeked, waiting for her to tell him another bed time story to stave off sleep.

She knows that to leave this world is to leave them alone. And she can't do that to them. She must endure, because to endure is to assure one more day that she is there to wipe the blood and tears from their eyes. To stay is to find moments where she can place a hand on Beron's arm, pulling his attention away from one of them, even if sometimes it means he pays too much attention to her later.

She loves all of her children because in that respect, a mother has no choice. She can choose not to love Beron. She can reject her mate, never telling him the secret that she harbors to protect him and her sons. She can live in isolation. But she cannot turn off her heart to them. They are apart of her, extensions of herself that she loves more than herself. And she will keep doing what she must. Not to protect them because at that she has failed miserably. Who can truly stand against power itself? But to do what she can to give them even the small moments of comfort or reprieve. She would do it all again, over and over, if it means that she can save that for them.

The worst and best day of her life was the one when Lucien got away. Lucien, her little sunshine. Even in the darkest hours of their family, Lucien never let it dim his light. When she was finally let out of her rooms and she had heard the news - that Lucien's lover was killed, he fled and made it all the way to Spring, Conan and Cael dead - she wept tears of relief and horrific pain. Relief because Lucien was safe. He was out of Beron's clutches and another High Lord had taken him under his wing, protecting him in his sanctuary. But pain for her sons, monsters in their own right, but monsters that she couldn't help but see the little boys they once were, hugging her around the neck as she wiped their tears off their cheeks. When they had to burn them, she clutched her hands to her chest, trying to remember what it was like to feel their little hands there, wanting to preserve that memory of them forever, and not what Beron had made them.

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Helena Janecic – "City Gals" series (2011-2012)

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eris vanserra being young and small and wondering why his mother cannot quite bear to hold him. (he doesn’t know it yet, but he — more than being betrothed to beron, more than getting married, more than conception — has sealed her fate. the first born boy. the heir. she is now the mother of a baby beron will ruin, and she can never leave him, but she can never save him. the illusion of choice is taken from her in his first breath.) eris vanserra watching the same thing happen with every baby after him; kept at arm’s length, left to governesses and wet nurses and tutors, chaste smoothing of hair and infrequent kisses to the crowns of heads but no more. (he was so excited for the first brother and incrementally less so with each subsequent. he knew what his father would turn them into; he knew that his mother would not be able to love them.) ((in this way, he is not so unlike his mother, even if he cannot understand her.)) eris vanserra having to mold himself in his father’s image to be able to protect his mother and thus incurring more of his mother’s disgust.

eris vanserra being an adult and watching his mother cradle the final brother, lucien, to her chest like he is something precious, like he is something sacred. eris vanserra still not understanding what made him different at birth than this brother, what made him unlovable. (he knows why she does not love him now, himself seeing only his father in the mirror anymore, but he still cannot quite figure out why she did not love him then.) ((even when he does find out, he will not understand, not fully. he did not choose his sire; she did. how is it his fault that he carries beron’s blood and lucien is fortunate enough not to?)) (((even so, he knows that lucien needs to be protected at all costs. he has never seen his mother so happy, and that is all he has ever wanted for her.)))

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I would love to see a fantasy novel where the lore that the reader / protagonist learns at first is not true

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On this day twenty years ago, Rose Tyler tried to find out more about the mysterious man known as the Doctor by googling "doctor". Iconic shit.

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his tuoy

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When a female character trains to be a warrior and wield a sword, it makes her feminine traits more palatable to a fantasy reader because she still embodies the typical (male) hero's journey. You can allow a FMC be as girly as you want if the audience sees she is willing to be "badass" by also kicking butt (the Buffy effect). But if you don't give that archetype to her in the first place, here come the accusations of a character being boring/stupid/vain/useless. That is the point. It isn't that other characters aren't feminine. It's what has been given to them to temper the inherent misogyny readers have about whose stories are valued.

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Breaking Spring Court news

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I need this scene for Elain 😂

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hello everyone 😘  i have finally finished him Lucien Vanserra from acotar  :D  😅 😂 i was listening to  too much lord of the rings, beautiful elf soundtracks, so that’s what happened

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