#✲ CERRIDWEN [ headcanon ]
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dawneternal · 6 months ago
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What I think the acotar characters smell like
Emerie - woodsmoke, herbal tea
Gwyn - honeysuckle, warm rain
Clotho - sweet mint, parchment
Tarquin - sea salt, lime, coconut
Eris - brown sugar, whiskey, smoke
Helion - vetiver, saffron, magnolia
Thesan - apricot, sage
Kallias - vanilla, cedar, snowdrop
Vivianne - violets, sugar plum, fresh snow
Tamlin - moss, lily of the valley, blackberry
Lucien - Leather, bergamot
Lady of Autumn - clementine, clove, amber
Beron - tobacco, cider, oak
Nuala and Cerridwen - moonflower, peach, sandalwood
Rhysand's mom - cardamom, moonflower
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offtorivendell · 4 months ago
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Elain Archeron Week, Day 5: Connections
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One of Elain's love languages is definitely gift giving (in addition to acts of service), so modern AU Elain would absolutely message "gift" her loved ones memes and reels because they remind her of her favourite people.
Nesta gets random posts about her favourite artists, but especially the Taylor Swift eras baked goods IG posts that act like a bridge between their two very different selves. Would she like Elain to bake her eras cookies? She'll have them ready by family dinner next week.
Feyre would get posts about cool art techniques, anti AI posts, and a smattering of reels about parenting a baby or toddler. Elain sent her the reel of someone "ecoprinting" a baby onesie and promised to make one that doesn't look like a baby 💩 on it.
Elain has a group chat with Nuala and Cerridwen, in which they share baking reels (hot guys baking with their dogs "helping" are a regular occurrence) and information about the properties of medicinal plants and how to prepare them are not far behind.
Cassian gets reels of stupid pranks that go too far with a warning that Nesta absolutely would NOT appreciate it. She and Rhys share political posts and memes, and Azriel receives posts with people doing parkour, links to podcasts about famous murder mysteries, or National Geographic posts with vistas of stunning, sunny mountains and lakes.
Mor loves haute couture, so gets clips of runway shows. Vassa is an enigma, but occasionally Elain will see a reel with a joke she'll really appreciate, and Lucien gets posts ranting about the effects of logging old growth forests on climate change.
It's clear Elain pays attention to her loved ones, and this is just one small way in which she would show them she saw and cared for them day to day.
@elainarcheronweek
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gingersnaptaff · 9 days ago
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Doing more on @gwalch-mei 's Christmas present (which I keep referring to as Gwyn and Gwalch's Gossip Corner (feat. An Appearance From Everybody's Favourite Scamp, Llacheu) and thought u might all like this bit about Gwalchmai talking about Medrawd. (Also, dw for anybody interested - I.e. @dullyn just said 'Pryderi has fun uncle status' that WILL be the case in this!)
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kopfkino-o · 2 years ago
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Just some twin headcanons that’s all 
Nuala: The younger of the twins; always dressed in smoke and sage; wears her hair in waist-length braids she often accents with tiny silver charms to match her fit for the day; loves to dust her skin with silver shimmer and play with her makeup;  smells like amber and mist and vanilla; outgoing, bubbly, loves to socialize and meet new people; horrible cook but can make a mean cocktail; spontaneous, impulsive, but smart as a whip; knows every constellation in the sky and can recite poetry from memory; the artist.
Cerridwen: The older of the two twins; prefers leathers or the catsuit she wears while out on missions; wears her hair in shoulder-length coils she likes to keep pulled back from her face; always wears her signature sharp cateye liner and deep berry lipstick, rocking it everytime; smells like amber and mist and espresso; strategic, cunning, loves to observe and always has the hottest gossip; wonderful baker, even better chef, but can’t sing/draw/dance to save her life; life-long learner, smarter than anyone has the right to be; murderous when it comes to card games and trivia; the architect. 
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mt-jupiter · 1 year ago
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acotar spice tolerance headcanons
highest
amren (pre-acowar)
helion
lady autumn
eris
thesan
kallias
cresseida
lucien
viviane
varian
alis
thesan’s lover
azriel
nuala
cassian
tarquin
cerridwen
emerie
rhysand
tamlin
gwyn
mor
nesta
feyre
elian
amren (post-acowar)
lowest
placements are mostly based off of vibes + a little bit of reasoning !
for example, i put the archeron sisters towards the bottom because for a signific portion of their lives they didn’t have enough money to afford spices and build any tolerance
i put amren at the very top pre-acowar because it was mentioned that she didn’t experience things the way most people did because of whatever she had trapped in her body
so i think it would be interesting if certain physical experiences like spice wouldn’t have affected her
only to be brought back to life after acowar, suddenly experiencing all these sensations and being very unprepared for it
please let me know your thoughts ! i think silly things like this are fun to discuss :0
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bloodofthefates · 10 months ago
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x. court of nightmares
Thinking a lot about The Hewn City/Court of Nightmares and how EVERYONE and I do mean everyone would absolutely hate the twins there, most notably Keir himself. With such staunch opinions against the lesser fae as we see with their dislike of Rhys being half-Illyrian, the twins would be viewed as such abominations that their existence as half-wraiths would be perceived as a slight and considered disrespectful to the High Fae that reside there. I'm still not entirely sure their father wasn't High Fae from The Hewn City to begin with, especially with my headcanons that he would've been messing around with dark magic and a sorceress for the twins to have been born of magic. (as I see them more as a created byproduct & a consequence of reaches for power through magic that wasn't theirs to attain and less traditionally born as we think of 'having children')
While I think they attend the Court of Nightmares rather frequently at either Azriel or Rhysand's orders, thinking about the versions of themselves they portray there as does the rest of the IC is super interesting to me. I think they might relinquish the glamour/effort to remain corporeal there and lean heavily into the natural skeletal wraith visage that's usually only shown in passing glimpses. I think they choose and want to appear as terrifying as possible, probably much more feral hissing versions than we know their natural quiet countenance to be both as an offensive and defensive measures. Genuinely terrorizing members of Rhys's Court here does not seem out of the realm of possibility or even their instruction to keep anyone in line any more than Cass & Az appear as imposing muscle for the same reason. I think they would often accompany Azriel here for means of interrogation as well as information gathering and have likely participated in assisting him in torturing for information or whatever he deems necessary, their loyalty to him remains unwavering.
Although, I think they might take personal genuine pleasure in riling Keir knowing he can do absolutely nothing about it or anything to them in return. Cerridwen would most certainly stick her tongue out at him like an immature child even in an incorporeal wraith form before disappearing into a wall in a literal game of 'you can't catch me'.
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ofglories · 6 months ago
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Taliesin takes extreme care to never show more of his true nature than a glimpse at his eyes may reveal because it is, frankly, too much for mortal eyes to look on.
An injury deep enough to draw blood will show hints as well, as he does not bleed like a mortal or even Fae being would. Instead of blood, what flows in his veins is starlight and stardust. And, should he overuse his abilities at any time, he'll begin to...crack for lack of a better word. As if his skin is a mere shell around something that shines brighter than the sun, like the radiance of the heart of a galaxy. His arms and legs in his true appearance are less bright to look upon than his eyes (which are the brightest part of him), but even then there is the otherworldly appearance of looking upon an endless river of stars constantly moving with only a layer of faceted crystal as a barrier. Taliesin is a god, after all. A true one, though his disdain and borderline antagonistic relationship with his "mother" Cerridwen has weakened him and makes it so he often appears to be nothing more than an exceptionally powerful Faerie.
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elainemg97 · 5 months ago
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🖤Eris and Nuala (or Cerridwen) Crackship 🖤
Thanks to @starswhogaze for opening my eyes to this crackship 😍
Hear me out: You see, Eris is wholly focused on looks and appearances. He’s focused on power and politics, and wouldn’t it be ironic that he fell for someone who’s always half-hidden in shadows and is invisible? Someone who’s a lower fae, a handmaiden, who can go invisible during big events. She is someone who bakes and cooks and loves fashion and hair styling, yet she’s been trained as a spy by Azriel, the most powerful Illyrian and spymaster in the history of the Night Court.
I would love for him to be completely enamored with someone who doesn’t stand out, with someone whose skills are so highly superior to his, but she doesn’t flaunt it, doesn’t boast, he just recognizes she is. I want him to be completely besotted with a half-wraith who remains in the shadows, someone who’s not politically advantageous to him in any way, but he yearns for her anyway.
🖤Possible Tropes🖤
~ Boy-Obsessed
~ She’s far superior in every way
~ She knows everything about him for years
~ He’s just now noticed her
~ She’s shrouded in mystery, and he wants to know more
~ Soft girl/ grumpy guy
~ He can’t get her out of his mind
Headcanon
She’s unseen. She’s a half-wraith tasked to spy on the Autumn Court’s heir in his homestead. She’s mere mist and shadow, she remains a distance away. She already knows so much about this lord, who she spent 50 years alongside with Under the Mountain. She’s memorized his firey hair, auburn eyes, and cold demeanor.
Dogs start barking. Smoke hounds, running straight at her. She vanishes into smoke, winnowing a few miles away. Before she can take a step, Eris is right behind her, with a knife on her throat, and says with a low, vicious growl, “You think I don’t know when I’m being watched.” She vanishes away from him.
She now stands a few feet away, where she can clearly see him. She says nothing. Her heart is racing in her chest, yet there is some morbid curiosity as she stares at his face, now red with anger. She almost wants to laugh for some unknown reason.
Eris’s anger multiplies the longer he’s ignored. “I could smell you from a mile away.” His eyes are now molten with rage.
She’s never been detected before. She can hear the echoes of the hounds at a distance, and she knows she should vanish into mists; he wouldn’t be able to stop her, but she’s intrigued. She can’t seem to be able to move away. When Eris lunges toward her with the knife again, she just mists away once more, a few feet away from where she was. They continue this dance for a while, Eris growing increasingly furious by the second.
He suddenly stops to take a good look at her, the female who is so good at evading him. She doesn’t fight back, doesn’t return his fury, and doesn’t even seem bothered at being discovered. He’s enraged at being spied on but intrigued at this female whose skill is unmatched.
They observe each other in silence, him taking in her black leathers, her smokey-dark skin and dark eyes, and that mischievous glint in her eyes, against the red and oranges of the Autumn Court forests. She’s an obsidian blade, in a sea of fire.
Unremarkable to any high fae, but he won’t underestimate her. She finally vanishes as he tries to grab her again, to no avail. Her scent is completely gone now. His hounds, who have now reached him, are barking at where she stood not 10 seconds ago, yet are not running to seek her. She’s vanished for good this time, to report to her master most likely.
Her scent still clings to his mind, however, to his skin. Mist, smoke and Jasmine— and something so familiar yet intoxicating. He winnows away, planning on raising hell upon the Night Court.
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ysmtttty · 4 months ago
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Neris week: headcanons
@nerisweek
• Nesta has cold hands. She loves getting her hands under Eris’s shirt since his body is a live heater. He doesn’t mind, he likes to hold her hands and warm them up, always saying she needs a better coat. And he does buy her a new coat.
• They both are clueless on how to express their love. So they both are like… ‘unfuck you??? I guess???’ at first. Eris’s display of affection is also buying her everything he thinks she will like. Jewelry, dresses, flowers. He can winnow throughout all Prythian, visit every court just to find the best things. Nesta’s one is that she joins Elain’s baking lessons with Nuala and Cerridwen, making him sweets.
• They both were surprised about each other’s sweet tooth. Eris now hires the best bakers in Prythian so Nesta will always have the best chocolate cake. Even though he will always say that anything she bakes will be ten times better. Nesta doesn’t bake often, it’s not her thing, but once in a while she does enjoy doing that for her and Eris.
• Once Eris tried to bake a chocolate cake himself. He was embarrassingly bad at that. He prefers not to recall that evening
• Nesta is clueless about most of fae stuff. So Eris always has something to explain. He explains very patiently and never shames her for lack of knowledge about anything.
• Eris takes her on a tour around Prythian to introduce her to different courts’ cultures. Nesta buys small souvenirs from every court to remember about the visits.
• His hounds LOVE Nesta. From the first time they saw her, they’d been charmed! Eris was kinda perplexed because never once his hounds were THAT friendly to a stranger. Nesta says it was others’ skill issue. She loves to spoil his hounds. Eris grumbles that she makes them too soft for hunting hounds.
• Whenever they argue the hounds are like children of divorce. Because they have to take sides. There are some who vary their side from time to time, and there are some hounds that always go to Nesta and some that always go to Eris. Because sometimes when they argue they sleep separately and hounds go to their beds, keeping them company.
• Whenever they argue too badly, hounds do not like that at all and tug on their clothes, pulling them closer to each other and barking at them as if saying go apologize!!
• They both freak out when Nesta gets pregnant. Not because they don’t want a child. They do. Very much so. But they both are very worried about possible mirroring their abusive parents’ behavior. Nesta reminds Eris he is not his father; Eris reminds Nesta she is not her mother. They both become the most loving parents.
• LoA adores Nesta, they often have tea parties. Eris is offended he never invited to one. They say it’s girls only. Soon it becomes tea party with LoA, Nesta and Elain where LoA always tell some embarrassing stories about Eris and Lucien — they both are mortified.
• Eris learned how to dance because it was a good training for his body, and it was a good skill for political events. He never dislike it, but never truly loved it either. Then he danced with Nesta and started liking dancing more.
• Nesta arranges girls nights very often. Eris always gives her the full manor in her access and leaves for the night to a different estate, not wanting to interrupt her personal time with friends. They both need their time separate from each other, they are also mature enough to talk about it, so they have a schedule.
• Eris likes making schedules. For everything. Nesta says he’s weird, often messing with his physical schedules, writing there something silly or drawing something on them. Eris secretly likes that.
• Eris teaches her how to light the sword with fire. He thinks he might create a monster by that. Because Nesta with silver flamed sword? Unhinged!! The first thing she does is she goes to scare big bats. She giggles evilly when she does.
• Nesta once left her book open on the nightstand. Saying Eris was flabbergasted would be understatement. He asks about that directly and Nesta blushes. He then offers to recreate a few certain scenes that he oh so accidentally already read. Nesta blushes more. Nesta agrees.
• Once in a while they recommend books to each other.
• Nesta gets a cat. And if they both were worried hounds will scare the poor thing off, they didn’t. Instead, the little kitten became their leader. And as she turned into a big cat, the hounds are kinda scared of her. Nesta always laughs about that. Eris says it’s because she and the cat share the same eyes.
• Eris is touch starved at first. He clings to her as much as even possible. Cuddles in bed, hugging her from behind whenever she stands her back to him, holding hands whenever they can.
• Sometimes Feyre asks Nesta to look after Nyx, so the boy stays in their manor. Eris calls him ‘it’ and refuses to even acknowledge that little pest at first. He has constant beef with him for Nesta’s attention bc apparently Nesta is Nyx’s favorite auntie. Eris secretly likes Nyx but will never admit that. Instead he will just silently give the boy the most expensive chocolate he has and shoo him away. Nyx once calls him his favorite uncle in front of everyone. Cassian has heart attack.
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sapphicmsmarvel · 7 months ago
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beginning of how to ball and aristotle
first chapter of my new series you know how to ball, i know aristotle which is hockey player!cassian and book girly!reader
this is general headcanons and how their love story began <3
-At first, you were a puck bunny. A nerdy little puck bunny.
-And you had zero shame. Hockey players knew how to fuck. And you needed to blow off some steam. You also weren’t a fan of relationships in the slightest. 
-You were Cassian’s most trusted hook up, he didn’t show an interest in anyone really until you. To be honest, he was the only one you hooked up with. It felt weird to fuck his teammates too. 
-When you realized you were in love with him, you panicked quite a bit. You didn’t fall in love with people. You refused. 
-You freaked out enough that you just stopped answering his calls. His texts. He showed up at the house you shared with Feyre, Nesta, Elain, Morrigan, Amren, Viviene, Nuala and Cerridwen. The girls had to keep covering for you. 
-Eventually, Rhys and Feyre both confronted you. Rhys had said, “Y/N, he’s so miserable. His team keeps losing because he’s thinking about you constantly. Just hear him out.” 
-You knew you were being shitty so you apologized to Rhys for putting him in that position, but then you went to go to Cassian at the apartment he shared with Azriel and Rhys. 
-You kind of wanted to die but, you’d do it for him. 
-When you knocked, Cassian answered. 
-He looked like shit, but he got so happy when he saw you. 
“I’m so sorry.” Was what you started with. 
“Wanna come in?” He angled the door more open. 
You nodded, barely being able to keep your tears at bay. 
Once the door shut, you let the first tear fall down.
“Nobody else is home.” Was all Cassian said. “It’s safe to cry now, unless….you don’t want me to see. I can walk away.” 
That made you start crying harder. 
“I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry.” You hiccuped, “I was so scared and I just, I didn’t know what to do.” 
“Could’ve talked to me.” He shrugged.
“I know.” You wiped your cheeks. “But, I was a coward and I ran. Because that’s what I do. Whenever someone shows genuine interest in me, I run because I can predict love stories in books, and I know whatever happens with them, I can still walk away and things won’t affect me.” 
You took the tissues he was offering you, “and I’m not used to people actually liking me, like that-” “Love.” 
“What?” You sniffed. 
“I love you. I want you to know I’m all in.” He shrugged, as if this conversation was easy. As if it was easy confessing your love to someone. 
“You shouldn’t.” “And why is that?” 
“If this past week is anything to go by.” You gestured to the air. “I wouldn’t want to be with me either.” 
“I’m willing to work on communication skills. Are you?” He asked, stepping even closer to you. 
“You still wanna give me a shot?” 
“Would you let me?” 
You nodded, more tears falling down. He smiled, “can I hug you? I’m dying here.” 
You nodded again, your voice failing you and just letting out a cry. He quickly took you into his arms. God, you missed this. His strong arms wrapping around you, his scent enveloping you. 
“I’m sorry.” You whimpered. “I’m going to love you so hard. I’ll communicate everything.” 
He let out his own soft chuckle, but you heard the tears in his voice. You two pulled away and rested your foreheads together. “I know it’ll be hard. All I ask is that you work with me.” His own tears fell down. 
You nodded, some more tears falling down your face, you wiped his away with your sleeve as gently as possible. 
“I still hate it when you cry.” He said, wiping your tears away. 
You sniffed, it sounded very gross and snotty. But he still looked at you like you were the most beautiful girl in the world. 
-After that, and a lot of talking, you two began officially going out. 
-You had sent a text to your shared group chat and that was the announcement. Just to let folks know. 
“Hey we worked shit out. We’re together. Don't be weird about it.” Was what you sent. 
Meanwhile, Cassian sent a reaction image of someone giggling and kicking their feet. 
You heart reacted each others messages.  
Rhys responded with, “screenshotting this and displaying it at your wedding.” 
Azriel: “she said don’t be weird.” Feyre: “cuties!! also dw about rhys, he’s a lover of love”
Rhys: “easy to be when you’re my love, Feyre darling. 😘”
Nesta: “🤮. Im too ace for this shit. Congrats y/n and cass. Die rhys.” 
After laugh-reacting Nesta’s message, you both turned your phones on mute. Rhys and Nesta loved each other, they just had weird ass ways of showing it. 
-Anyway back to the headcanons. 
-This man went feral seeing you in his jersey. 
-Like after the game, fucked you in the car, with the jersey on. 
-His good luck charm is one of your hair ties on his wrist. If he doesn't have it, it’s a bad game. It’s to the point where the coach will contact you if Cassian doesn’t have a hair tie on his wrist. 
-He bench-presses you, he says he wants to keep up his strength so he can always pick you up and toss you around 
To which you responded with, “you calling me fat?” 
He smirked, “I like a woman with thighs, babe.” 
The audacity of this man. 
-He got a penalty for launching at an opposing team member who was making a derogatory comment about your figure. 
(Cassian did indeed fuck you so hard you couldn’t walk the next day after that). 
-You accidentally became a meme when you went to his practice and just read in the bleachers for the entirety of it. 
-But you never missed a game. If it was a home game you were in the audience, if it was an away game you’d text him all your thoughts and watch it live. 
-He always went book shopping with you. He even had his own favorite bookstores to go with you too. He wasn’t much of a reader, but you got him on some audiobooks. He did enjoy history so he liked listening to those. 
-He’d carry your books around for you, pick out ones he’d like you like. He offers commentary. He loves opening smutty books and reading random passages. Sometimes you’d buy them off of that alone. 
-He would always take time off to attend book signings or festivals with you. He loved seeing how excited you got and nervous in the presence of your favorite author. 
-You two adored each other with your whole hearts, and one day, Rhys did get to showcase that text screenshot to the guests at your wedding during his best man speech. 
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theladyofbloodshed · 5 months ago
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my headcanon is that azriel is so tired because he spends his nights with nuala and cerridwen gossiping about all the things they've overheard from the ic
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tadpolesonalgae · 8 months ago
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sticking to the headcanon that feyre has a baby face bc it tickles my heart to think that when elain or nesta sees feyre sleeping/painting/just zoning out or smth for a flicker of a moment it feels like they're looking at their baby sister no different from their teenage years and their heart feels molten to think about everything they all went through and how their little sister fucking died and elain would just goes up to feyre and kisses her forehead and feyre just kinda looks at her with a confused smile, or if it's nesta she'd probably just abruptly get up and leave just to come back with a blanket to drape over a sleeping feyre and ugh can u tell that im obsessed with the messy dynamic of siblings that have never learnt or have been allowed to be soft with each other yet they can't help but care about each other deeply and have moments where that love shines through-
(sorry it's just whenever i see fics taking place around acosf and that inevitably jagged relationship between the sisters gets portrayed (whether directly or implied) i feel so many things that i feel like im going to explode bc... i wonder if seeing nesta drowning herself in alcohol and sex maybe reminded feyre of her time utm when she was essentially forced to get drugged/drunk and had no one to protect her from being sexualized by a bunch of strangers, or if nesta's knee jerk reaction towards lucien was so violent bc it felt like just another fae male trying to take away one of her younger sisters and the last time that happened they came back having already died, or if elain finds comfort in nuala and cerridwen so easily bc being able to bake or tend to the gardens together is something she wanted to do with her sisters back when they lived in the cabin...🥲)
Oh my gosh I think I would have liked to see something like this in a bonus chapter? I saw someone making a post about how Elain made a point to say how both her and Nesta failed Feyre in letting her go out into the woods and Feyre just wanting to start again because of how their situation was forced on them so it made things much more complex in their relationship and added way too many struggles for them to have a chance to get through it peacefully/happily :/
It feels also believable they might do something like that too since the whole family seems kind of unable to express themselves verbally and—as someone has nicely pointed out before—seem to only show their love for one another through acts of extreme sacrifice.
Even better if Feyre doesn’t understand what’s going on, just every so often she notices this weird softness popping up from both of them and she’s like ??? But also it’s nice and she wouldn’t ask them not to do it.
And I hadn’t thought of those parallels before but it’s kind of sweet to think those might be reasons behind some of their instinctive reactions—from having seen others suffer or experienced it themselves in a similar way and instinctively wanting to protect/prevent someone else from experiencing it too? There’s so much about the books that I’m almost happy wasn’t touched on because it leaves it open for discussion and will allow creativity to thrive!!!
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gingersnaptaff · 1 month ago
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Most chill to least - Welsh mythology and Arthurian edition. Inspired by a convo @gwalch-mei and I had last night. Seriously I was severely sleep deprived so yeah.
0. Culhwch. He just exists in his own story like I can't say much else. Sorry, mate.
1. Manawydan / Brân (they're brothers but like Manawydan is legit usurped by a guy who kills his nephew and just completely fucks off to Dyfed to live in peace with his horse goddess wife and her rash son. Brân, before he gets his head cut off, is super chill but also nearly gets the whole of the Britons wiped out. (Long story)
2. Rhiannon. Unproblematic. Never done anything wrong in her LIFE.
3. Palomides. (I know he has beef with Tristan but like SAME.)
4. Honestly, Gwalchmai is super chill.
5. Aranrhod. Wants to be left alone by her stupid idiotic brothers. Or smash Gwydion's head in. Either really.
6. Branwen. Chill, yes, but I do also headcanon that she wanted to kill her half-brother as well as her husband and raze Ireland to the ground for all she endured.
7. Peredur / Percival. More Peredur because he is the most chillest and unfazed lad ever but still.
8. Galahad. Just... the vibe gives is super chill war criminal in a way I cannot explain.
9. Arthur. Except for the time in Welsh myth where he just casually kills a dude for necking one of his mistresses. Or y'know the May Day massacre.
10. Gwenhwyfar. (Guinevere is also chill but she would hunt those who wronged her down for sport if necessary. Gwenhwyfar, in contrast, would maim if needed. Seems largely content with the fact her husband is in love with his boat. Also just... yeah.)
11. Bedwyr. Puts up with Arthur's crap so it necessitates he would Have To Be Chill.
12 / 13. Lancelot and Gawain. They're together because their shenanigans are unmatched.
14/15. Lludd and Llefelys. They near killed each other because of some magical imps they have NO CHILL. Tbf they also immediately made up but like ugyftci
16. Dylan Ail Don, my beloved. He is the god of the waves. (Also, Llŷr too because as god of the sea, he would go off if he was not imprisoned somewhere.)
17. Kay. A lil more hot-headed in certain interpretations. Would, I think, also smack the shit out of Arthur if pressed. (Kay is also here for me because he is a cantankerous bastard but, like, wouldn't u be if u had to deal with half the shit he did.)
18. Fuckin Mordred man endjsjdjx CHILL MY DUDE PLS.
19. Arawn and Pwyll. Just the entirety of branch one of the Mabinogionmakes me think they just are both chill and terribly not.
20/21 Gaheris and Gareth are also a package deal. I know gawain and lance are quite high up the list whereas the rest of the Orkney aren't but like it's a big fat lie. They're just better at hiding it.
22/23. Gwydion and Gilfaethwy
24/25 Blodeuwedd and Lleu. They need couples therapy and QUICKLY
26/27. Owain and Morfudd (they are grandkids of arawn so u THINK THEY CHILL?))
28. Gwyn ap Nudd (no chill. Cut out a man's heart and then made the man's son eat it. Get some therapy, Gwyn, plîs.)
29. Bors and Hector ngl
27. Tor and Lamorak. Just. I mean.
28. Efnisien. oh God oh fuck oh boi
29. Pryderi, in all honesty. Like for having a mum who is legit super chill (apart from when she chews Pwyll and Manawydan out) he is remarkably rash.
30. Fuckin GERAINT
31. Agravaine. Man is just... he just... well, y'know.
32. Cerridwen. She chased Taliesin down and I bet she was fuming the entire time. Literally ate him and gave birth to him.
33. Enid. She is not chill and honestly I know she seems like she is but I bet she wanted to kill geraint cuz I would. Let her fly off the handle holy shit.
34. Morgan. I think she is allowed to be as unchill as she can and wishes to be.
35. Iseult / Esyllt. Nothing more than vibes honestly but still.
36. Olwen. Again nothing but vibes but she is a giant's daughter and like cyvyvuvh
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deathsweetblossoms · 1 year ago
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Flower Face: an Elain Archeron playlist
This is my love letter to Elain Archeron, my interpretation of what she sounds like were she to exist as music. Consider this more as an experience and less a list of songs with lyrics that relate to Elain. @elainarcheronweek
My Elain is made up in part of deeply personal headcanons, plus versions of her in works by @bloomingdarkgarden (What Bloomed in the Dark Garden) and @thefangirlofhp (sillage). She is Danielle De Barbarac, a quiet girl with a rich internal world and a heart capable of feeling every emotion ten fold. She has one foot in The Dreaming world of the mystics, and one foot in her rapidly evolving life in Velaris. She wants to be seen for who she is and loved for who she is, gardening-scarred hands and all. She quietly yearns for someone she can't have, never once sharing her woes with any of her sisters. She brings things to life and values learning, creation, travel. This is a musical journey that represents my interpretation of Elain's soul, her internal world, her life in Velaris, her hopes for the future. (It is Elriel leaning, as a disclaimer, because ... I simply cannot help it.) I started off the journey with nature sounds, because Elain is so deeply tied to the land in my mind, and with lush, atmospheric music representing how she presents to the world. As the list goes on, we go deeper and more secrets are revealed until the songs become almost entirely instrumental (moody and brooding in nature to represent an emotional landscape). There are songs in different languages or without words entirely, to represent her displacement into an unfamiliar land, in a changed body, and the uprooting of her ingrained beliefs about that land and the creatures living there; about her integration into the Night Court and her insistence that she belongs. It ends with her prayer to The Mother.
SONGLIST
(Sometimes I will include my decisions for including certain pieces. Other times, I hope you can glean your own meaning &lt;;3) PART I
(nature sounds)
I often imagine Elain waking up at sunrise, before the rest of the city, and just imbibing the land, the birds, the flowers. Noticing things other's don't notice. Seeking solace among nature.
James Newton Howard - A Hidden Life (instrumental)
Mariee Sioux - Wild Eyes tiny darling ghost holder you our soft spirit breather... you plant your burderns way deep down in
Wickerbird - Llewellyn sleep, interred within old Avalon
A song that evokes visions, dreams, prophecy, distant lands
AURORA - Under the Water under the water, we can't breathe we can't breathe under the water, we die hearts will dream again lungs will breathe in feet won't fail you now arms won't let you down
This song has been on my Elain playlist since the start. I always reminds me of her journey into the cauldron, the terror and grief that befell her afterward, and learning how to keep going despite everything.
Flower Face - Cornflower Blue i wanna lay on the kitchen floor with you i wanna do all the things that lovers do bruised on your face like a watercolour bloom moonlight paints your skin cornflower blue
Elain develops feelings for a quiet Shadowsinger...
Steven Price - Ophelia (instrumental) Jean Luc Lenoir - The Mermaid's Croon (instrumental)
"The quiet dreamer"
Ane Brun - Joga (live version) all that no one sees, you see what's inside of me every nerve that hurts, you heal deep inside of me you don't have to speak i feel emotional landscapes
This is a quintessential Elriel song for me, so perfectly capturing how I believe she feels about him (how they feel about each other, honestly).
AURORA - Exist for Love and then you take me in and everything in me begins to feel like I belong
Joe Hisaishi - Heartbroken Kiki (instrumental)
Rachel Portman - Three Women (instrumental)
Elain, Nuala, and Cerridwen's blossoming friendship. Them in the kitchen learning how to make bread, them teaching Elain how to slyfoot, them whispering secrets about lovers and childhood to each other.
PART II (Powers Awakening, Hidden Secrets of the Magic of Velaris, Witches and Mystics)
AURORA - The Forbidden Fruits of Eden (an interlude)
Powers brimming just below the surface, unseen, but felt by Elain.
(nature sounds)
Elain starts visiting the Sidra more and more as her powers develop stronger. I just imagine her sitting by the water, with a scarf around her head, and a small picnic basket, just enjoying the quiet and thinking about her visions and dreams.
Thomas Newman - Starlit (instrumental)
Night-blooming Jasmine, Elain discovers her place in the shadows of Velaris
Karliene - The Fields of Ard Skellig
Elain digs her fingers into the soil of Velaris and night-blooming flowers blossom all around her. She learns the secrets of the mystics and how to control her powers. Our Lady Kingslayer comes into her own and surprises everyone with her strength of spirit.
The Naked and the Famous - Teardrop night, night of matter black flowers blossom fearless on my breath Runah - Witch how she bathes in it she never had a lover that said her name before the way it drops from his lips it's like she's never heard her name sound like a song and she craves it oh she has woken the witch she's becoming Kati Ran - Vinda slowly the journey goes like the walk of an old man seeking in waves and seeking in sand hear the psalm of the wind, its being sung over the mountain and you, will you listen to the melody in the evening Mykur - Nordlys (instrumental) Thomas Newman - Luthien Tinuviel (instrumental) Agnes Obel - Rosian (instrumental) Helisir - Brisingamen (instrumental) Johannes Bornlof - Wolfpack (instrumental) Honey Gentry - Aphrodite Aphrodite, hear my pain I want to fall in love again Not in love with a man of this world Fall in love with life itself
Elain's prayer to the mother
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offtorivendell · 1 year ago
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Some Friendly Teasing...
🌸 Elain Archeron Week 2023, Day 2 - Sister and Friend 
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This headcanon/theory is based on a few things:
This brilliant crack theory by @wingedblooms, and the subsequent thoughts reblogged by @ladynightcourt3, which posit that Elain may have shifting powers, and have taken the form of Balthazar in ACOSF's Blood Rite (the OP), as well as the priestess Ananke during Valkyrie training (the reblogs).
This corresponding crack theory by @psychologynerd, which hypothesises that Nuala and Cerridwen may be Roslin and Dierdre, two of the other training priestesses who are frequently seen with Ananke.
I highly recommend reading both theories by these supremely lovely and talented people, they make a lot of sense! But let's go...
Azriel’s presence helped. He now trained the newest recruits, quiet and gentle yet unfaltering, and if she didn’t know better, she’d swear at least two of the priestesses—Roslin and Ilana—sighed every time he walked past. - ACOSF, chapter 40
I can't think of anything more appropriate for a trio of besties than for two of them to tease the third - lightheartedly, of course - when they discover a crush. Now I know the names Roslin and Ilana don't match up exactly with Roslin and Dierdre, but this could be explained by one of a few things:
The wraiths don't always wear the same bodies, and at this point they were Roslin and Ilana.
Only one of the twins, as Roslin, was teasing Elain at this time, and Ilana just has good taste.
Ilana, which means "torch, beautiful, light, bright, shining," is Elain (or she was on this day, instead of Ananke).
In the beginning, Elain thinks she's slick, asking for information about Azriel, like his favourite foods, or whether he has any aversions. Nuala and Cerridwen see through her falsely casual interrogation in an instant. But hey, we all have to start somewhere.
I can just imagine the glee lighting up Nuala and Cerridwen's eyes when they realised for whom Elain was developing feelings. Their boss, of all people! Who they probably know well and have a fairly good relationship with after a few centuries of being his personally trained spies, so I anticipate Azriel will cop his fair share from them in an Elriel book, too.
Nuala may have suggested that Elain train as a way to improve her balance for stealthy walking (if she is Ananke then she was as bad as Nesta initially) and self defence, but she conveniently forgot to warn her that Azriel would be taking the other priestesses through their exercises, not Cassian.
Cue the silent snickers and not-so-subtle looks when his back is turned, and Elain's ever blushing face.
That's something she'll obviously have to work on, pipes in Cerridwen.
Elain doing her best to balance, planting her feet in the dirt, yet still toppling over, only for Cerridwen to accuse her of doing it intentionally when Az is looking the other way, saying that she just wanted Azriel's undivided attention.
And when Elain does finally begin to improve, Nuala will give her a teeny, tiny nudge, just to see if they can get her to falter.
And maybe blush some more. For spy training.
At which point Cerridwen will say, deadpan, that Elain may be great at keeping others' secrets, but she sure as shit wears her own on her face.
I am really and truly hopeful that we'll finally get to see the two spies who masquerade as Rhys' own handmaidens at home and abroad for who they really are, through the eyes of their good friend, Elain, rather than someone who doesn't know them well. I think they'll have a lot of fun together, and we'll also see them all open up about their pasts, and their hopes and dreams for the future.
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bloodofthefates · 10 months ago
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X. Wait a damn second. I've obviously been thinking/toying with the idea of Nuala & Cerridwen being able to manipulate shadows as restraints and weapons but I realize I'm thinking too small here... What if with enough practice they can actually manipulate images of monsters or sentries of shadow? Because that's badass af. Just like a flash of lightning on the battlefield and seeing a shadow form of Rhys's beast form before he appears? One hell of an omen...
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