#Elane haven

[ball-of-butter]

i love that red queen puts family as the chief unit of love even above true romantic love like that for some reason is SO overrated in ya media. i dont think of the characters within friendship or romantic groups first, i unconsciously catergorise them into their family.

cal loves mare but cal will put maven first always and he loves his dad and his image so much he’s willing to sacrifice his character and relationship with her to fulfil the expectations set by his family and its not until realising what his MOTHER wanted for him that he lets go. and mare loves cal but she will always put her siblings and parents first which is why everything started with gisa and shade’s loss and it ended with her sister and the loss of her brother too. maven loves mare but he loves elara more even if she twisted him and elara loves maven more than the entire kingdom and thats why she twisted him. and elara couldn’t enact her plan to make maven king without getting rid of his love for cal first!! when shade gets killed mare HAS to kill elara because that is the only way she can make sure her pain is even with at least one person.

cameron does everything for her brother’s safety, she was willing to abandon her morals and dehumanise anyone standing in her way if thats what needed to happen. and after morrey was safe she quit— nothing was worth losing herself over except him. farley and shade’s love was so pure that it brought life and family to the farleys who were already broken with the grief of being halved. their love brought a daughter named after the death of the woman that destroyed the family, and it was so healing.

and that is what KILLS me about the samos family!!! that compared to all this unconditional loyalty— the samos family is a continuous act of playing at love and loyalty, when in reality volos and larentia could not care less about their children because they dont know how to. silver society never showcases this love and so then you have so many parents fucking up their kid in so many ways but doing it out of love because thats how they see it— all except volo and larentia.

so the samos family is an exception. i cant think of evangeline without thinking of elane and ptolemus and i cant think of ptolemus without thinking of evangeline and wren. thats their family. and at least evangeline and ptolemus experienced real love with each other, even if they were never taught it (evangeline’s fear over shade’s death was proof that she could imagine a world without him and it was one of the few times she was genuinely scared in the series).

[lucy-the-cat]

Valentine's Day Gift - Solar Eclipse (1k word start)

I've accepted this is too complex for me to finish at the moment, but here, excerpt of @planetmaven's gift, @nortaeventcouncil

Prompt: Wants: maven! evangeline! mare! pretty much anyone but those are my top 3 characters. as for ships go...platonic/romantic!mareven (either one), calorn (cal & kilorn) childhood! maven and cal, modern aus are super welcome, aus in general <3 ... ICKS: don't really have any. I'm just excited for someone's creativity to come through for this one :)

Burner King of Ciron!Maven x Shadow!Mare as the Sun's Voice

Meet me at midnight.

Mare shivered in the moonlight, the cursed sister of the sun.  She knew well the tales of their war, the soldiers among stars that died by the minute.  The sun had to win.  Had to fight to rise again come morning.  It was why she’d been chosen, why she’d been blessed, why light bent at her fingertips against all odds.

It caught in her hair, shimmering, a glow all her own.  Mare closed her eyes, smoothing out the imperfections of her face.  It wouldn’t do to meet the king with them intact, even if he’d seen her at her weakest.  The thought made her cheeks burn.

She would never let him see it.

Her holy robes were packed away, the gold silk and red sheen that marked her as the Sun’s Voice.  The king’s equal, the shadow to his flame, a lover forbidden to the bone.  It didn’t stop her from fantasizing.

She swallowed, halting at his door.  The question tingled her lips, scandalous and raw.  She couldn’t deny her feelings anymore.  Couldn’t deny the truth pulling her along.

“Maven.”  Her hand traced the doorframe.  “Are you up?”

The rustle of sheets and footsteps greeted her, then his face.  “Of course.”  He smiled.  “You know I’m never asleep.”

Her lips tugged.  “Except when I’m with you.”

He stepped aside.  “Come in.”

Mare glided across the carpet with a practiced grace.  There were no windweavers to flutter her nightgown, but she made do, accentuating the shimmer of the silk and lace.  If she laid on the bed, would it be too obvious?

“Mare.”  He stared her in the eye.  “What brings you here, at this time of night?”

“I missed you.”  She settled against the sheets.  “The real you.”

His eyes studied her, impossibly blue, so unlike the previous burner kings.  The whisper of his long dead mother, a fearsome woman that never failed to make her shiver.  But Elara couldn’t hurt her.  Not anymore

“I missed me too.”  He ran a hand along her arm.  “It’s exhausting, wearing that smile.”

She leaned closer, reveling in the softness of his fingers.  “You have to.”

“Not for you.”  Maven withdrew, gaze softening.  “But it comes more easily.”

Mare let the room darken, brightening the light grazing off her jeweled pendant.  It was the only gem she’d brought, a burning crimson with a hint of orange.  The color of passion.  The color of sacrifice.  The color of the flames he always bid to burn.

His eyes fixed on it, and she shivered.  Oh, for him to take it off.  For his hands to graze her neck as it lifted from her breast, an unbecoming sigh he could mistake for a moan.  For his fingers to mold themselves to her neck before she lunged, pinning him beneath her as she bit the supple skin of his throat.

Mare toyed with the hem of her nightgown, a gentle smile as his gaze wandered down her leg.  “I can make it easier.”  Her fingers stroked her thigh, and his breath hitched.  “So, so much easier.”

He strode closer.  “What do you want, Mare?” 

Her hand slid up her body, bold and brazen.  She leaned towards him.  “Will you kiss me?”

A beat passed, thick with hesitation, and she was tempted to call him a coward.  To inflame his pride until he bed her anyway.  But his palm inched over hers, trembling.  “You know what this means.”

She gazed into his eyes.  “I do.”

“The sun won’t forgive us.”  He raked a hand through his hair.  “Everyone knows we must stay apart.”

Her eyes burned.  “Maybe the sun is wrong.”

Silence.

It was heresy.  He could have her disrobed for the insinuation.  But something in her wondered if Maven truly believed.  If he cared more for the earth than the heavens above.

Maven’s fingers trailed up her spine, hesitant.  “We can’t risk it.”

She sighed, drawing back.  “Yeah.”  Her fingers curled in the sheets, their touch thwarted by forces beyond their control.  “I guess we can’t.”

Wordless, he tied up her hair, brushing the nape of her neck.  “Try to sleep.”  His voice trickled against her like water on stone.  “Don’t let the moon possess you.”

“Right.”  Her gaze fell to the window, to the stars winking down at her as if they knew her fate.  Ludicrous.  Only the sun could see the future.

Only the sun could save her now.

_

Meet me at midnight.

Elane wove starlight between her fingers as she stared at the portrait, at Mare’s holy robes glimmering with strength and power.  At the faint brushstrokes of the stars behind her, at the face obscured by the king’s smoke, at the remote glint of a smile peeking through.  She hadn’t sat down for it.  That was clear enough.  The Mare she knew would never have smiled like that.  Elane squinted at it, trying to see her face in Mare’s.  She had been so close to being chosen.  So close to truly basking in the sun’s light.

She sighed.  It wasn’t that Mare didn’t deserve to be chosen.  She’d trained with her since birth, after all, two shadows chasing each other in the darkness, but there was always that lingering unease.  The knowledge that only one would be chosen no matter their skill, no matter their oaths, no matter how strongly they clutched each other’s hand.  The council had found Mare’s light stronger.

And Eve had never forgiven them for it.

Elane tucked her black robes around herself, her crimson hair fluttering in the breeze.  The windweavers were never around at night, but she still longed for them, for the gold silk and red sheen she’d been so close to grasping.  No matter.  She could live with second.

“Eve?”  She knocked on the door, the polished wood carved with the Samos crest.  “Eve, what’s wron–”

The door creaked open, a shoe inching through the darkness.  Light caught on the silver of her impeccable braid, dusted gold and dotted with stars.  Evangeline looked Elane in the eye.  “Come.”  She took her hand, pulling her into her arms.  “It’s time to put things right.”

[dr-schulz]

"You were my vision. In the void among thunderstorms and rains like a star"

I still love them...

[mavenne]

Elane my love 🌹

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[imjulia-andilikecats]

Red Queen characters that I Wished Interacted More with Each Other:

Mare and Iris: I lowkey shipped them; they are giving Drummer Girl x Cello Girl vibes in a Modern AU where they attend an all-girls school.

Evangeline and Gisa: I just wanted them to glace at each other and Gisa just gushing at Evangeline's artistry. (Though I like to delulu myself that Mare and Evangeline became close friends post Broken Throne and Gisa's clothes were the only other clothes Evangeline would actually wear in public).

Maven and Kilorn: They'll call each other slurs.

[nortaeventcouncil]

Red Queen Rare Pair Week

NEW DATES: July 21st to July 27th

Prompts:

Day One -> July 21st: Domestic Life, Kid fic, Date Night

Day Two -> July 22nd: Espionage, Battle, Rebellion

Day Three -> July 23rd: Musicians, Celebrity, Social Media, Multimedia

Day Four -> July 24th: Past Regrets, Conflict, Break-ups

Day Five -> July 25th: Letters, Diary entries, lists

Day Six -> July 26th: Marriage, Anniversary, Hand holding, Getting old

Day Seven -> July 27th: Free Day, Canon Divergence, Alternative Universe, Fix-its

Rules, Ways to Submit & More!

[snakerdoodlle]

[ Feel free to ignore this if you don’t want all the artwork in the books spoiled, I totally get that lmao ]

OKAY via LitJoy’s site I got the rest of the art pages within the books since they’ve decided to show them all :]

Alright so we got: The Betrayal™️, Elane and Evangeline, Cal vs. Iris, dinner with Carmadon, Shade’s death, THE CHOKING SCENE‼️, Mare and Cameron, and lastly Cal and Anabel (boooo)

I really love the artwork in these I think they look so damn good and I just can’t wait to have them

And yeah some stuff isn’t how I imagined it but like whatever I still think these look fucking amazing and I love seeing these characters coming to life like this!!

I really like the one with Mare and Cameron I think it looks so prettyyyy omg

[poeticabomination]

✨Red Queen as song lyrics ✨ (part 2)

Cal:

Kilorn:

Maven:

Evangeline:

[daffodilsinspring]

GIVING RED QUEEN CHARACTERS & COUPLES SONGS

Mare - Breakaway by Kelly Clarkson / Top or Cliff by Kim Sejeong

Cal - Everest by AKMU and Sam Kim

Maven - Writing's on the Wall by Sam Smith

Evangeline - Crazier by Lesserafim

Shade - Four by FAKY / Sweet Creature by Harry Styles

Gisa - Pluto by Sleeping At Last

Farley - Zero O' Clock by BTS / Mikrosmosos by BTS

Cameron - Underwater by Chuu / Fireflies by Owl City

Kilorn - Sunflower by Post Malone and Swae Lee

Iris - All The Good Girls Go To Hell by Billie Ellish

Julian - Sweet Night by V

Davidson - Viva La Vida by Coldplay

Mare and Maven - Can't Catch Me Now by Olivia Rodrigo Cal and Mare - Two by Sleeping At Last Shade and Farley - Good News by Ocean Park Standoff Cameron and Kilorn - Fast Car by Tracy Chapman Thomas and Maven - Revelation by Troye Sivan and Jonsi Evangeline and Elane - Strawberries and Cigarettes by Troye Sivan

BONUS

SCARLET GUARD - Soldier by Fleurie and Tommee Profitt / Warriors by League of Legends, 2WEI, Edda Hayes

[razzle-rambles]

My hearts falling apart at the thought of Elane and Evangeline.

We saw Evangeline cold to everybody, everyone was just an obstacle for her.

But Elane.

She kissed her and teased her and smiled around her. Worried about her when she was away from the rift, sorry for her because her house was ripping apart. Elane was her only light. Theyre so amazing together.

[anonwritersposts]

“What are you meant for, if not to rule?”

Evangeline was born to serve the kingdom as a future queen against her own hearts desire. Her parents were invested in designing the perfect “servant” than allowing any chance of creating her own path. Evangeline fell in love with Elane, creates a new plan so they’d never be apart, but it all backfired when Mare is chosen in the Queenstrial.

I really understand now her feelings towards Mare. Towards Maven. Cal. I fucking LOVE HER

[ball-of-butter]

rating twerkability of red queen characters bcuz im unemployed:

mare: 2/10 she has some ass she just has no idea what she’s doing with it

cal: 6/10 he also has no idea what hes doing but his glutes are so phat that 6 is quite literally the lowest he can score

maven: this one is really difficult bcuz at first thought i thought he’s too skinny and a flop to shake ass but then i thought about it more and how he’s definitely bottomed out and so…. what? i guess a 7/10? maybe controversial but hes got to be better than cal at something and that’s definitely not being king

diana: deadass 1/10

kilorn: 9/10 he says he’s a natural but he actually practised

shade: 10/10 an actual natural

iris: 4/10 she just doesn’t want to learn how or even attempt but 4 points for potential

evangeline: 6/10 she’s good at everything except maybe this

elane: 9/10 twerk master

ptolemus: 8/10 he learned for his wife

cameron: 1/10 somebody help herrrr omg

wren: 7/10 she’s too polite with it someone get this woman a drink

thomas: 9/10 was the village whore walking around like that

[flamekingmaven]

The Great War: A Maven Calore Fanfic

Part 1

"I pledge myself to you, Iris Cygnet, princess of the Lakelands. Will you accept?”       Maven does not even throw a glance at me, he looks at Iris while saying these words. But everyone looks at me. They don't look at the King and the woman he just proposed to, they look at me. They wait for a sign. They wait for me to object, or at least leave this damned place. They hope for a show, a drama.       But I don't give it to them. Even though their gazes make me feel like there are words written on my face- humiliating letters of black ink that will permanently stay on my skin. I just sit there, and watch the love of my life getting engaged with another woman. There is no expression on my face. No fury, no misery. I keep my wounds hidden.       "I put my hand in yours, and pledge my life to yours," Iris replies, after her own traditions and the customs of her kingdom. "I accept, Your Majesty."       He puts his bare hand out to take hers, the bracelet at his wrist sparking as he moves. A current of fire hits the air, snakelike and curling around their joined fingers. It does not burn her, though it certainly passes close enough to try. Iris never flinches. Never blinks. That’s why she is the one whom he is marrying, I think. Not you.

      I feel like I might throw up any moment now. I turn my gaze away from them. I just look at my hands on my lap. I can’t hear anything anymore. I am fully focused on my pain now. It is a foolish move, I know. Just a moment ago, I was determined that I was not going to give them even a hint. But my feelings have always been my weakness. I suck at controlling them. Or hiding them under a flawless mask, like Maven does.

      When people start to stand up, I understand that it is time to go. I get on my wobbly feet. And just when I am about to turn my back, icy blue eyes meet mine. I suddenly stop. I can taste blood in my mouth. Every memory we share is a piece of glass, but every single one of them is broken and they draw blood. I press my lips together in fear of silver streaming down my chin. The question pounds in my head: Why did you do this? But I must admit that I know the answer. He needed to. And I will be fair, every king that is in Maven’s place would do the same. But he had a choice.

      Even though he looks at me as if I am the only real thing in his world in front of everyone, I feel so heavy-hearted that I can’t keep looking at him. I swiftly turn my back and start to walk. I feel so cold and the freezing weather is not the only reason. That’s why the fur collar of my coat and my leather gloves don’t keep me warm. I feel like I don’t breathe anymore. Everything inside me is dead.

“My lady.”

     I stop and turn my back just to face one of the Sentinels. I scowl at him even though he did not do anything to deserve it, because I got no energy to deal with anybody. I just want to let my pain drown me. I don’t want to fight anymore. I don’t have it in myself.

“His Majesty is waiting for you in his car.”

      The heart of glass on my chest feels heavy. It has dealt with grief so many times until this day and it was successful at handling it, but this time hits different. Because it is Maven. King of Norta who is waiting for me just after his new engagement. It sounds like a joke, but I know that it is not. I want to scream at the Sentinel’s face that he should tell his King to go fuck himself. But I can’t. Even a Sentinel shouldn’t witness someone’s disobedience to the King. It is already a fragile reign.

“Lead the way.” I say, with no will in my voice.

        The Sentinel does as I say. I take reluctant steps as I silently follow him. I don’t want to see Maven. Moreover, I don’t want to be alone with him in his car. I can’t talk to him because I know that I will burst into tears if I try. I don’t want him to marry somebody else. I selfishly want him all to myself even though it is not possible anymore.

        I can’t see Maven because the windows of his car are so dark that nobody could see anything from outside. But when the Sentinel opens the door for me, I see him sit on the large backseat of the car. When our gazes meet, I feel sick to my stomach once again. My gloved hands clunch into fists. I’m so angry at him that I can’t breathe. I’m furious because I wish I could hate him for making me suffer, but no matter what he does I will never be able to do that.

        I want to punch something, and scream until my throat hurts. I need to destroy it, and watch it turning into ashes. I always likened my heart to a fire, but right now I feel like I’m the fire itself. I am made of destruction, but my pain always keeps burning me.

[dehliadelights]

shoutout to ptolemus samos for being the ultimate wingman. dude literally foregos any romantic relationship of his own so he can marry his sister's girlfriend so evangeline can marry cal and become future queen. what a guy.

[imjulia-andilikecats]

QUEEN NEVER CRY 🧎‍♀️

Reference: The Ki Sisters by bumbae