#Eris would never

[talibunny30]

ACOSF was my favourite book of the ACOTAR series but I have a few points that WERE NOT cool.

- Cassian treated Nesta like absolute shit. Just off the top of my head:

--- when he said everyone hates her. As a 500+ year old male, how has he never experienced someone having this trauma response after a war? He is a general... Like wtf?

--- when he laughed at her when she fell down the stairs. She was severely hurt and he didn't even help her. What kind of mate is that?

--- how he never defends her against the IC. He didn't stand up for her during their intervention. He never defended her when Mor said she should be taken to the CON... What kind of mate is that?

--- how he chooses Mor over Nesta. What kind of mate is that?

--- having sex with her right after the Big of Oorid ordeal??? Likkkke dude. Her mouth was shredded. She nearly died... What the ffffffuuuuuuuck? What kind of mate is that?

- The judgement she gets for drinking and sleeping around when the IC constantly have alcohol and have said before that they have had many sexuak partners as well as how they dealt with the first war... Hypocritical beyond!

- Why does she have to be isolated and trapped in the House of Wind? Feyre hates Tamlin for trapping her in the manor but she does the exact same thing to her sister? What kind of bullshit is that? Hypocritical beyond!

- Amren saying Nesta is a waste of life and then NO ONE calling her out on that?? Likkkke that is some bullshit.

Many more reasons, but these are just at the top of my head for my rant.

[arcteris]

i just know coerthan snowball fights are legendary

[eatsbooks]

thinking about lucien vanserra, sunshine incarnate, out and about in velaris. coming across a young fae selling flowers to get enough coin for a treat from a nearby vendor. crouching down low to peruse the blooms and, on a sigh: i just don’t know how i’m meant to choose. would it be terribly selfish for me to take them all? trying not to laugh when the youngling cannot hide her glee, though she tries with a very serious, not terribly, no. way overpaying for these flowers that he does not need. tipping his head towards the vendor she is now furtively glancing towards. off you go then, little lady. before he packs up for the day. smiling to himself with a basket of flowers at the crook of his elbow as he goes back to his business, bright, happy, feeling like himself for the first time in a long while.

[black-and-yellow]

You know what time it is. (it's micnight time).

[lainalit]

You are all wrong Elain & Lucien won't have 3/5/6/7/8... children, they are immortal + Lucien has autumn court fertility, so they would have 20-30 children over many years and it will always happen the same way

Elain: *looking at baby photos from their kids* maybe we could try for one more? 🤗

Lucien: You said that the last time and we got the twins🤨

Elain: Yeah but weren't they so cute with their matching outfits? please One more wouldn't hurt🥺

Lucien: If you really want to have a baby who am I to stand in your way🥴

Elain:*unbuttons Lucien's shirt* okay let's go 😊

[eatsbooksarchive]

If Eris meets someone and instantly realises that they are his mate, he knows nothing else of the person, how would he go about it?

i think he would try to take that shit to the grave — theirs or his. the one romantic relationship he is most readily exposed to throughout his life is fraught with abuse, despair, and unwillingness; the open romantic and sexual relationships his brothers participate in look a lot like subjugation; their secret ones, the ones that are genuine and sacred, are under constant threat of exposure; and we all know what happened to jesminda. not to mention being mated to him means becoming an external vulnerability, a heart beating outside of his chest, aching for a hand to reach out and crush it — and there are so many who would see him crippled in such a way. even beyond that, there’s the hostility a mate would experience amongst the autumn nobility. not while he was around, of course, but if they were ever left alone with all of the fae who wanted so desperately to ascend to power alongside the scion of autumn. so there’s obviously a lot of reasons he would keep it secret, all of them selfless, even if in the selfishness of the act.

but i do think, in the dark of the night, when the forest house is quiet and none are awake to scent the weakness on the air, he lets himself feel it — the second heartbeat, just outside of his chest. beating much slower than his own, as though in sleep. he imagines what they look like in repose, how they might nestle deeper into their pillow with a furrow between their brow as a dream stirs them towards waking, how he might like to lean forward and press his mouth to it until they settled, there, in the dark, where no one would know but him. and then — and then a servant creeps into his study to tend the hearth, which the ones loyal to him know not to do because he does not like to be disturbed and prefers to do so himself, which means this one is not loyal to him and is here to catch glimpse of what the heir is up to and report back to whoever sent them. (could be beron, could be a brother, could be a high-ranking noble who despises him, could be a high-ranking noble who hopes to slither into his bed. doesn’t matter much anymore.) the fantasy lives and dies in that moment, until the pressures of his life close around his chest once more and he must steal another reprieve from the heartbeat beyond, then it lives and dies there over again, again, again.

because the kindest thing eris vanserra can imagine doing for a mate is ensuring they never, ever know.

[genericpuff]

In which Persephone is told she can't game the system- (TEXT EDIT)

no art was edited here, just text to make this more realistic to how this scene WOULD have gone if it was an actual courtroom with real rules LOL I find it a little weird that Rachel wrote a courtroom drama arc like this and then twisted it this much to benefit Persephone because like... clearly she was inspired by courtroom drama shows, and I can't help but wonder if she got all of her basic courtroom knowledge from like, Spongebob or some shit LOL

[polysyndetonaddictsupportgroup]

for pez dispenser debris, has the third sports festival not happened yet or did it happen and it just wasn’t as cool as the second one

Ehhh, this one is kind of a loose thread I’ve been leaving open to do something with if I come up with something cool, but in my mind I’ve sort been playing with the idea that Class 3-A didn’t compete their third year.

The rest of the year didn’t want to compete with them for reasons of personal safety (they were all completely insane and known biters) and the school didn’t want to let them compete for reasons of legal liability. Literally every single year they had competed, these kids had tried to kill each other on live tv. Izuku and Todoroki had tried to murder specifically each other twice. Uraraka put Bakugou in a medically induced coma after their second match. Every single year they cut it closer to a fatal injury, and considering the year before involved a medically induced coma, they thought their luck might just run out the third time around.

There were also safety concerns about just how much information they were letting out about these kid’s Quirks. Before, it wasn’t as much of an issue? The UA sports festival was big, don’t get me wrong, but it usually resulted in the high performers getting recognized by a few more dedicated heroics fans for a few days after the event. Other heroics students looked at them so they could kick their ass in exams, but villains weren’t exactly bothered enough by heroic students to actually study them up in advance of their debut. But for Class 3-A? Villains were watching them.

And the Sports Festival just didn’t do for them what they needed it to anymore. It was meant to be an advertisement of their ability. A way to say “hey, look out for me,” and get agencies, the press, and the public primed for their careers. Class 3-A doesn’t need help with any of that. They are already too famous. But Class 3-B and the rest of their year? They could use a time to shine.

Class 3-A sort of sucks the fucking air out of the fucking room, honestly. Especially for Class B. Like. They are part of the most famous generation of heroes to come out of UA. And they are the less impressive, mostly unknown class. The rest of the school sort of has mixed feelings about Class 3-A. They’re proud of them, but it sucks being their classmates.

There’s nothing to be done about it. Class 3-A has just taken way too big a position in the public eye. The school could put the entire year on with them as usual and give them no special treatment, and the news would still only give a shit about what 3-A did. They’re actively detracting from their classmate’s abilities to get noticed, because everyone’s too busy fawning over one class out of eight.

The teachers also had to have a serious conversation about how including Class 3-A legitimately introduced concerns of societal destabilization. Aizawa had to take some deep breaths to will his way through that conversation.

Again, after their second year, the public started considering Class 3-A a source of new hope—with Izuku at the forefront as the next symbol of peace. A huge amount of that and to do with the miracle they pulled off handling the Tartarus Prison Break. But specifically Izuku came out of the entire mess with a lot of global hope riding on his shoulders.

He was the new unbeatable hero. The world had lost the guy who could be counted on to win any fight when All Might retired. But there was Izuku, shiny and bouncy and fresh to fight, whose Quirk was everything All Might’s was and more. And he had won fights that during Yokohama that no one thought he would win.

Taking down the Fatal Five was a big part of it. I have all this lore built up in my mind around them, these fanfictions villains who only exist in my head and are only based off canon in the loosest sense. It’s so dramatic in my head. There’s espionage. There’s betrayal. There’s gay love. I can’t get into that it’s too far afield. But when they were active, people were legitimately afraid of going outside. They were the only villains that All Might noticeably relied on help to defeat, because Sir Nighteye was so fundamental to their final capture.

Defeating them without All Might seemed more likely than defeating All for One and the League, but not by much. It was expected to take months, if not years, to recapture them again. These were villains who were credited with hundreds of fatalities—and the confirmed injuries clocked at over a thousand. They were city destroyers during their first run. People were absolutely fucking terrified of them doing it all a second time.

Izuku and Mirio pulled off an absolute Hail Mary play with their takedown. No one thought they would win, including them. They couldn’t let these guys go without a fight, but they also thought that they probably weren’t making it out the other side of this match. They weren’t aiming to die, but that just made this a kamikaze where they hoped to survive the plane crash. They went into this fight expecting to both die.

They understood that they lost this match up 99 times out of 100. But they told themselves that they just needed to find the one time they won and make it tonight. And just barely, through a lot of luck, they managed it. People lost their minds when news broke that the Fatal Five had been defeated by two teenagers.

And as stated in a different post, Izuku gets primary credit for taking down all of them because most of the fight happened where no one could see it and people love to discredit Mirio’s abilities. Not everyone thought that way, but the ones that did? They thought it was a sign Izuku would be better than All Might. Izuku did it without help. Even though, objectively, this was very much a two man job.

It was enough to make the world start hoping that Izuku was their new unbeatable hero. He had already won fights that should be unwinnable. So if he could beat the Fatal Five, then maybe he can beat every other opponent he faces. Maybe he can replace All Might.

What happens if that kid fucking loses a low stakes sparring match?

As it stood, Izuku, Todoroki, and Bakugou were considered the most likely to win the third year’s festival. But the other kids were fantastic, and they had a shot still even if it wasn’t as good. So how does the world react if some random fucking kid in class b manages an underwhelming victory after Izuku fumbles it?

Izuku’s existence in pez is basically that wad of napkins you wedge under the short leg of a wobbly table to try and make it stay level but like. For global social stability. Class 3-A rolling up to Yokohama and throwing hands with a bunch of adult murderers and somehow fucking winning is the reason why this Japan isn’t at the Refugees In UA And Chaos In The Streets portion of canon. They were so sparkly and inspiring and heroic that the entire country unified around loving and believing in them and shit stabilized. And everyone stopped freaking out about what they were going to do without All might because the next one was already in the pipe.

So what the fuck do you do if your new unbeatable mega celebrity hero fucking eats it at his friendly school sparring match and proves to everyone that he is, in fact, fallible on live TV? What if the entire class has an off day and does poorly, thereby undermining the current reason the world has for hope?

You’ve got a class that’s so unprecedentedly important that the school has to field phone calls from world leaders feeling out what the situation is with the ol’ sports festival. The fuck do you do about it?

It became almost unfair to the other students to make them fight against Class A, which is what Present Mic said and immediately got both Aizawa and Vlad King violently mad at him.

Aizawa, because he has started to profoundly resent the implication that his kids somehow need to atone to the rest of the school. Admittedly they’re all completely insane and do bite but that’s unrelated to why the rest of the school resents him so it’s a nonissue. Fuck everyone, it’s not their fault that adults have tried to kill them since like their fourth day of school, and UA has never handed out participation medals. If they wash out against his kids it’s because they just weren’t as good.

Vlad, meanwhile, was angry at the implication that his kids weren’t as good as Class A and needed to have them taken out of the running entirely to even stand a shot. Fuck you.

There was a lot of yelling.

But Mic just meant that it was unfair to pit them against Class A in the eyes of the public. Like, hey kids, let’s have a good ol’ fashioned competition for fun, do your best, but just as a reminder that if Midoriya from class a doesn’t win then it may legitimately destabilize the nation. Yeah the ministry of finance called he’s worried about the economic ramifications. But don’t worry, because no one really thinks you’ll beat him anyway. Now let’s all get out there and have fun.

It just felt like it set everyone up to fail while giving villains more footage to find potential weaknesses with. The school decided to just cut them from the competition, which Aizawa shouted at a lot of people about, even though he wanted them cut when the conversation started. He wanted the world to have less of them to chew at, and then he got mad at the implication that his kids somehow would be a problem if they got to participate in a school wide event. He talked himself all the way around to the other side out of spite.

They told Class A that they had lost privileges to the sports festival because they had repeatedly tried to murder each other and also everyone else on live TV, which was fair, really. The school didn’t trust them to not almost kill each other again, which was a concern Class A understood and agreed with, because they were totally going to do that. Plus Ultra, Sensei.

I think they let the kids do like an escape room or something just so they wouldn’t be totally left out, which they ended up televising to quell some of the backlash after they announced Class 3-A would not be participating in that year’s sports festival. It didn’t endear them to the rest of their classmates, because Class 3A Tries To Leave A Room In Groups of Five With Only Marginal Success turned out to be more popular than the sports festival. It bred some resentment amongst the other students, because to them, it seemingly confirmed that the faculty thought of them as lesser than class 3-a.

In the school’s defense, they did have concerns about someone actually murdering the other on live tv and having to deal with the liability. Through sheer luck of the fucking draw, Izuku and Bakugou had never had to do a one on one match with each other for two years running. They couldn’t possibly be that lucky a third time, and someone would die, and the stadium would probably be destroyed in the process, and bystanders would die, and what would they say in the lawsuit? Oh, we didn’t know they’d do that? They try to do that every time. They thought that doing a nice escape room involving no physical contact whatsoever would prevent injuries.

There were still injuries.

[daughter-of-lethe]

Me when I read Acosf for the first time

[climbthemountain2020]

@polysjmweek Day 1: Whose Court Is It Anyway?

[yams-here]

I am here to spread the word of Eri x Atticus

here's my powerpoint presentation

thank you

[eatsbooks]

In established azris, what do you think their living situation would be??

okay so for most of my established azris verses, i picture them keeping their romantic relationship secret from the public, even though they’re it for each other. a lot of it centers around beron finally being deposed. the power exchange from beron to eris is very fraught, so eris needs to amass as much support as he can get to ease the political upheaval this would cause and then begin instituting his reforms without renewing it. the real beron loyalists—and even those loyal to his brothers/other royal lines entirely—would jump on anything to discredit him. openly having a lesser fae, non-autumn male as an official consort would be a volatile choice. and one eris honestly probably just wouldn't feel comfortable making even if it wasn't. however! having known night court menace and shadowsinger defect to the autumn court to fill the vacated role of spymaster in the wake of beron's death and emile's relocation? that reeks of power, of domination, of strengthening autumn and weakening night. that is something they can leverage to their advantage. if no one knows they love each other, they aren't vulnerabilities for each other—but as eris's pet shadowsinger, they can ostensibly be seen together as much as they'd like without raising questions.

with this context, i think they live in the forest house! i am such a huge proponent of eris having a deep connection to the autumn land that would only become more intense after he ascended to high lord, so i think he massively overhauls the layout of the living quarters because he has absolutely no interest in moving into beron's wing. with azriel as his spymaster, it makes sense that azriel's quarters would be so close to his own—eris is known to be incredibly thorough and strategic. of course he would take a precaution like having his guard dog sleep at the equivalent of the foot of his bed. no one knows just quite how close their living quarters really are because so few are permitted entry to their wing, but even those who do aren't aware of the adjoined entrance between their chambers, nor that azriel's are near entirely a pretense. they're just lived in enough not to raise any questions. alternatively, their rooms are far apart, but their wards allow each other to winnow directly in. they are also the only people their wards allow past in this way.

[practically-an-x-man]

man i need to play with the concept of now-extinct animals with my immortal/near-immortal OCs more

[squoobest]

wip - cooking outfits for grandfest (ft some guy)

[eatsbooksarchive]

you guys mind if i uhhh post a lil azris snippet from my fic wherein azriel was the one made to torture mor for rhysand’s father after she slept with cassian & eris has been keeping his secret for five centuries in fraught exchange for murderous favors <3 eta: find chapter one here!

Even at night, the Dawn Court sky maintains a muzzy, ethereal gild. Azriel longs to fly through it. At the height he craves, he might well be mistaken for a Peregryn, the membranous, dark matter of his wings confused for the plush, downy feathers of theirs. He could soar and soar until it was all he knew.

This is how Eris finds him: his face tilted upwards, his eyes on the world above, his wings restless at his back, wanting. The Autumn heir has always had such an uncanny ability to call on him at his lowest points, like a blow landing just atop a bruise. Neither male says a word for a long moment, not even after the necessary wards have been erected for them to converse freely. This is so uncommon for Eris that Azriel finally deigns to look at him.

Eris stands tall and assessing before Azriel, the jewel-toned fashion laced on him harsh against the dayspring dreamscape. His eyes are fixed on the sleepless purple beneath Azriel’s. “You look terrible,” he finally says. It is not quite an insult, stated as factually as it is, but there is no measure of concern behind the words.

Azriel cannot bring himself to care, let alone respond. If he cannot feel the wind beneath his wings, cannot have the perilous drop below his body, then he will accept a blade in his hand. “Who?”

“Eager tonight, shadowsinger?” When Azriel does not bite, Eris drops his voice into a dangerous tone and drawls, “Perhaps I’ve asked you here for something more recreational.”

Forceful hands on tense limbs and brutal fingers in hair. A fight from the first hateful, biting kiss to the last unwilling spill; whether inside or upon always dependent on which of them can force the other into submission. The memories carry more temptation than they ought to.

Because of this, Azriel shakes his head.

Eris cocks his own to the side, smiling slowly. “As if you’ve a choice?”

Leash pulls tight, collar cinches painfully, and, with no shortage of shame, Azriel feels a thrill course through his veins. This is the only time he enjoys the muzzle: when it is merely part of a game, and the promise of pleasure is strong enough to cast all thought of why he is leashed to begin with from his mind.

Amber eyes slide down Azriel’s body, stopping on the half-swell already pressing against his leathers. Even now, Eris’s gaze is more appraisal than interest. Azriel does not think he mistakes the measure of relief in the face he stares into, but it is mastered in the same moment it appears.

Eris flicks his hand in dismissal. “Down, boy. Savel Reylamin. My father’s seneschal.”

Azriel nods. He knows of the male; he knows of the male’s concerted attention on training young servants of the Forest House, male and female alike. He has been waiting for this name for decades. Perhaps even centuries. His hand comes to rest on Truth-Teller the way one might calm an animal, or use an animal to calm themselves.

Eris continues, “He suddenly fancies himself a military strategist.”

“Pinning it on anyone?”

“Not this time. It needs to seem an accident. Pressures of the post getting to him or something equally pathetic.”

“When has it seemed otherwise?”

Eris levels him an unimpressed look. “Is it my praise you want?”

Looking away from Eris and up to the sky, Azriel answers by drawing his shadows close to him. There is darkness, then there is red, red, red, and then there is nothing but darkness again.

[galaxyofstars]

actually a criminal lack of horses in the later acotar books. "velaris is a beautiful walkable city in a valley, with a port for trade and travel" i dont care. add in horses or leave the city and take us to where the horses are. literally do whatever as long as there are horses there sjm please!!!