#threads; lucien

[mortiiferas]

closed starter for @ghcstlyhearts ( lucien & weston ! ) location: masquerade

lucien had spent so long daydreaming about the wolf's eyes, that he was easily able to spot them in the sea of strangers. a sudden wave of anxiety eashes over him -- nervousness bubbling in the pit of his stomach. had the boy arrived with someone else? if he approached him, would he be made a fool? but he is beyond eager to speak with him and so he decides to take the risk. lucien clears his throat and with a few long strides, he finds himself standing beside weston. a gentle hand is placed on the other's shoulder as he leans forward to whisper in his ear.

"you look a bit lost, darling. anything or anyone i could help you find?"

[mortiiferas]

"hm?" lucien hums, forcing himself to look away from nyx, who appeared to be flirting with a girl who was the exact opposite of luc -- graceful, confident, beautiful. his heart aches. even having turned his attention away from his best friend, it takes a few blinks a moment of silence before luc fully comprehends what the other has suggested. he could easily -- and should -- turn the other down but the need to have nyx's attention on him is greater than anything else he feels. "and what exactly is your idea of fun?"

OPEN STARTER event: masquerade ball

An amused smirk graces his lips as he sips his drink, watching the other's gaze with intrigue. "You know," He drawled, settling the empty glass on a nearby table, turning his full attention to the other, settling halfway into their eye sight to catch their gaze. "If you really want to make them jealous, I could absolutely help with that." Flicking his gaze over his shoulder, he turned back to the other with a grin. "We can have a little fun and I'm almost certain they'll come storming over."

[moonsofnara]

“i touched you,” he said softly. “do you remember?”

“she felt it, felt it even as she said, yes i remember, against his throat.”

he whispered, “and do you condemn me for it?”

ps elucien has this potential

[c-kiddo]

was worried parts of cr2 would not hold up on rewatch (especially seeing people hate the aeor arc so much) but ngl so far its either been good and fun as hell (travellercon, pirate arc) or just straight up banger after banger. like the xhorhas to angel of irons through to refjorged arc and then the cathedral.................. unrelenting slay

[wingedblooms]

Language of creation

This post synthesizes the potential forms Elain’s magic might take in her story because of her connection to Wyrd’s original power, creation.

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Farseeing and Benevolent Wyrd

Farseeing and benevolent Wyrd is the higher force in the Maasverse. She is described as a mother to all, and a cauldron of life, brimming with the language of creation. Over time, she became known as the goddess of fate but is actually a force that governs worlds. Very few depictions of her exist because she, like fate, often shifts form. The one consistent depiction we see of her is a bowl held by female hands. Sometimes the full female figure is shown. This depiction appears in the Spring Court (acotar), Night Court (acosf), and the Bone Quarter (hofas). She is referenced across worlds in different terms (Wyrd; Urd; Mother, Cauldron, Fate/Forces That Be; and I suspect we’ll discover Chaos is yet another one of her names. I use them interchangeably for this reason).

There is still debate in the fandom on whether Wyrd (the Cauldron) is separate from the Mother. The Cauldron (Wyrd) is described as a mother to all and a dark womb, and we know life blossoms from her in female hands, so I lean more toward these terms describing different parts of one consciousness. And the female form in her depictions represent female vessels, or bearers, of her creative powers (and I know others, including @offtorivendell, suspect the same) rather than a goddess.

In acowar, we learn that three stones represent the three faces of the Mother (Wyrd) in scrying. It would make sense for these three faces to describe the three parts of her identity: Cauldron and Mother and Fate/Forces. She is a literal Stone Mother (Cauldron) that breaks into three pieces like a blossom unfurling. Her power birthed the world (Mother), and she moves like a force through the universe to maintain order (Fate) in a grand tapestry.

Mountains, objects, and females can bear her power. There are three sacred sister peaks and the one in the heart of the Night Court (Ramiel) was depicted as bearing Wyrd. The priestesses’ invoking stones are said to bear her healing power. And the three Archeron sisters, two of which were reforged in her dark womb, represent her three faces in the flesh. Like the peaks and stones, the Archeron sisters function as vessels and can channel Wyrd’s power. Feyre puts her hands directly on the Cauldron and calls to mind the image of life flowing from Wyrd in Spring. Nesta calls upon the Mother, the Cauldron to help her master death and save her family. To follow the pattern, we’ll probably see Elain use Wyrd’s power for rebirth. Life and death and rebirth.

Among her sisters, Elain is especially connected to Wyrd. It gave her such powers and her Wyrdcrown (my word, not Sarah’s) reflects Wyrd’s blossoming imagery and power: sleeping buds among leaves and thorns. I’ve wondered before if she has direct access to Wyrd’s secret language (creation), which could manifest in different ways.

Elain senses the threads of creation around her

When she was first Made, it seemed as though Elain experienced sensory overload and didn’t know how to control it. She struggled to distinguish dream from reality and sensed life (earthworms, heartbeats, etc.) around her. Like @silverlinedeyes and @offtorivendell, it made me wonder if she could sense creation differently. Does creation sound like a song, every creature possessing their own unique melody that she can hear and respond to, as @silverlinedeyes and @offtorivendell suggested long ago? What might she see when her doe eyes land on them - vibrant threads of life that flow across time and space? Can she influence those threads and weave new possibilities in Wyrd’s grand tapestry? Is that why she needed to be present to learn about the living thread of Hope within the Void?

Elain as a weaver of the threads of creation

Blossoming with life—@willowmeres, @offtorivendell, and I have wondered if Elain has a deep connection to the land like those with earth magic, allowing her to sense channels of energy (threads of life) and feel discomfort when those channels are warped, like they might be in thin places (e.g., Hewn City). As a gardener, it would make sense for her to play a key role in freeing the magic of the land in those places and weaving new life—blossoms, vines, trees—into the earth’s tapestry.

Farseeing—We know that Elain is farseeing like Wyrd, but how far, exactly? If trained, can she pluck a thread and unravel a creature’s past, present, and future? Understand their secrets on sight like Baba Yellowlegs? Influence their fate, as she seems to do from the shadows? Feyre suggests Elain might hear the whisperings of Wyrd in her murky realm, which I’ve theorized is a direct pathway to Wyrd’s dark womb, the Cauldron. She seems to be able to use this connection to locate living creatures (like the Suriel) who travel as swiftly as the wind, without any formal training. As she wanders with Wyrd, will she need something, say a grounding ritual at dawn, to keep her tethered to the earth?

Traveling like a force—Elain repeatedly appears suddenly and surprises her family. Has she just learned how to use light and shadow to her advantage from her friends, or does she possess the power to winnow? Winnow derives from the Old English word for wind and can be used to describe the movement of the wind (or bird wings in flight 👀). It makes sense that the ability to winnow in acotar allows characters to travel like an unseen force, like the wind, like…Wyrd. It’s no coincidence Elain’s first question to Azriel yielded information on Illyrians hearing the song of the wind, and characters connected to Elain—Azriel, Nuala, Cerridwen, and Lucien—possess the ability to travel fluidly. Three of them also have fluid forms.

Shifting form—Wyrd is notoriously hard to depict because she continually shifts form. Even before we learn this in CC, it is demonstrated in the acotar series. Wyrd slithers like a snake when she steals Elain from camp and shifts into different creatures during the final battle when Feyre is connected to her through a direct, living bond. She soars through the battlefield like a bird, skims the ground like an insect above a pond, and creeps along like a hound at Nesta’s side. (As an aside, I think the bones in scrying might represent different animal forms of creation; another nod to Wyrd.) The most interesting part about this scene, though, is that when Feyre begs Wyrd for help, it is Elain—not Wyrd—who appears out of nowhere and answers her call, reinforcing the link between Wyrd and Elain. Elain is also associated with an animal form, one that is linked to rebirth: the lovely fawn. The Suriel saw her doe eyes peering at it from across the world. Like Wyrd, does she travel in animal form in her sight? Is it possible Elain can learn how to weave different forms in reality, like Dorian, with her powers? That might explain why she asked Amren so pointedly about changing forms over dinner in acofas.

Healing—Wyrd’s power is connected to healing (rebirth). In tod, we learned that raw healing magic is pure life and most associated with the dawn. The Dawn Court in acotar is also known for powerful healing. And while we witnessed a dusk service in Lady Death’s story, we have yet to see what the priestesses in the Night Court do at dawn (groundings 🤞). Elain is consistently compared to the loveliness of dawn and glows like it in the dead of night. Will this association remain figurative? Or will we see Elain, like her sisters, channel Wyrd’s healing magic? Perhaps we will see her use healing magic to unbind Wyrd and the land since those with raw healing magic can unbind the very fabric of life, of worlds.

Wyrd’s creative magic appears to be fluid and interconnected, so if our gardener is as connected to her mighty power as we’ve been led to believe, it would make sense for her to be able to use it fluidly in her story as well.

[bardic-tales]

Cosmic Purpose and Parental Fracture: a deep dive into Bianca Moore, a FF 7 / Original World

What motivates a character to destroy the world and what could make them change course? For Bianca Moore, destruction was never senseless. It was a strategic means of liberation, designed to dismantle the structures that failed her and rebuild something better in their place.

In this character study, we examine the goal that drives her: the creation of a kilonova to wipe out existence and forge a new one alongside Sephiroth. But we also examine the fault lines that threaten to upend this cosmic ambition. Bianca’s story is not about failure. It’s about when a goal no longer fits the person who first set it.

Possible Trigger Warnings: Abuse, Body Horror, Death, Medical Trauma, Psychological Manipulation, Religious Trauma, Violence

Bianca Moore’s primary goal across the Final Fantasy VII, Kilonova Crisis, and early Godling arcs is clear: to assist Sephiroth in executing a cosmic plan of destruction and rebirth. This plan culminates in the creation of a kilonova: an annihilation event designed to wipe out existence and birth a new one, forged in their image. As an agent of chaos, Bianca fully supports this objective, not simply as an extension of Sephiroth’s will, but as a spiritual solution to her own existential suffering. Destruction becomes the pathway to reinvention, not only of the world but of herself.

This goal is rooted in Bianca’s psychological and metaphysical alignment. Her hybrid nature renders her incompatible with any one moral or structural system. Shinra's experiments, Asmodeus’s abuses, and the betrayal of both celestial and human communities taught her that the world as it stands is unsalvageable. Helping Sephiroth dismantle it becomes both ideological and personal. Their mission — Meteor impact, planetary possession, the riding of Gaia’s husk into other dimensions — is not madness to her, but salvation. In the Kilonova Crisis arc, Bianca is not a bystander to this vision. She is its architect alongside him.

However, this goal is fragile. It is threatened not by enemies in battle but by Bianca’s own emotional volatility and the instability of her powers. The corruption introduced by Jenova cells, the fusion with Sephiroth’s S-cells, and the deep trauma encoded into her physiology render her increasingly unbalanced. Her psychic bond with Sephiroth further amplifies her highs and lows, creating moments of instability that risk collapsing their plans. Though she is powerful, her grasp on long-term clarity is tenuous. Even her fierce devotion to Sephiroth, once a strength, begins to fray under the weight of conflicting priorities.

The true derailment comes in the Godling Arc, when Bianca creates the twins: Aurora and Lucien. Their existence creates a new axis of motivation: the maternal.

As Sephiroth pushes forward with his training of the twins in line with their shared divine agenda, Bianca begins to resist: not out of rebellion, but out of evolved purpose. She intervenes in ways that undermine their unity as a divine pair, asserting her own agency and prioritizing the safety and future of her children.

Bianca’s arc does not outgrow Sephiroth’s mission. It fulfills it. Her evolution into the Queen-Mother is not a rejection of their shared goal but its logical culmination. The kilonova was never the end. It was the crucible through which a new pantheon would be born. The birth of Aurora and Lucien is not a contradiction, but the final proof of their divine ascension: new sovereigns birthed from corrupted stardust and perfected through Bianca’s harmonized blood. She does not abandon the goal of reshaping reality. She ensures its legacy.

What could derail her pursuit is not a change of heart, but emotional volatility or internal fracture. Even in triumph, she remains susceptible to destabilizing forces from within. But she never turns against Sephiroth after the Sundering, the event where Bianca fights for her children. As Queen-Mother, Bianca rules beside him: divine, eternal, and unrepentant.

@themaradwrites @shepardstales @megandaisy9 @watermeezer

@prehistoric-creatures @creativechaosqueen @chickensarentcheap

@inkandimpressions @arrthurpendragon @projecthypocrisy @serenofroses

@sapphirothcrescent @tolliver-j-mortaelwyver

[mortiiferas]

luc almost immediately recognizes the other as a coldwell. their voice is unfamiliar to him and their mask gives nothing away -- if it weren't for the fact that luc spent night after night alongside nyx and picked up on the energy every coldwell seemed to emit, cade's duplicity very well might have gone unnoticed. "far from new, but you already know that, don't you, cade?" luc asks, finding himself leaning towards the other. "tell me, what is it that you want? me? or just to piss off your brother?"

closed starter for @mortiiferas ( luc ) masquerade event.

After spotting his target, Cade downed the rest of his drink and set it on the bar before making his way toward the other. He was certainly playing with fire, though he hoped with the help of his mask and a charm to disguise his voice, the other might mistake him for a stranger. "You have to be new to town, surely if someone as attractive as you crossed my path, I would already be acquainted with you. Apologies," he slipped out, feigning sincerity. "That was rather forward of me, I'm unable to help myself when I see something I want."

[elsbookblorbos]

OKAY FINE ILL MAKE A POST ABOUT ERIS

Eris, as I've said, is... bland. Okay, not bland but about as spicy as wheat bread. BUT that is not his fault. He just hasn't gotten the attention a lot of my favorites have.

Eris is a foil of Rhysand. He's is what Rhys could have been without the rest of the inner circle. While we don't know much about his personal life, we can assume that with what we know about the Autumn court, he doesn't have many friends. And the ones he does have would probably report straight to his father. (His brothers as well)

Eris's creulness (?) isn't something that is an inate part of him. It's a learned behavior that he's adapted with having to survive Beron. And unlike Lucien, he is the oldest. He can not run away from his court.

I do truly believe that once Eris replaces Beron and this poor man gets some true friends, he'll become a very good man.

(And let's not forget that Eris has been tortured by Beron enough to know how to withstand torture.)

[dent-de-leon]

matt mercer please give me all the lucien/tealeaf being fate touched lore--

[mortiiferas]

closed starter for @ghcstlyhearts ( luc & onyx )

“coming home to me after a night out?” lucien asks, seemingly unimpressed by the other’s late-night visit. he doesn’t need to look up to know it’s his best friend but as the footsteps come closer, he lifts his head up and gives the other a quick once over. “and your clothes are still intact! i’m impressed, nyx.” before untangling himself from the sheets, he sets something down on the nightstand with a quiet clink. meeting onyx halfway, lucien immediately pulls him closer, strong hands on the other’s waist. “though, i’d prefer if the next time you make your way into my bedroom in the middle of the night, you’re wearing... less. i almost feel underdressed.”

[mortiiferas]

"i don't -- no, there's no crush, just an interesting night." in an effort to calm or perhaps distract nyx, luc presses another quick kiss to his lips, offering a warm smile as he pulls back. "because you have autonomy? and there are plenty of people around that you may want to take home?"

At the other's cheeks flushing scarlet, Nyx arched a brow. "Yet that flush on your cheeks says otherwise, don't tell me you have a little crush, Luc," Nyx mused, desperately trying to ignore the jealousy clawing at his heart. "I almost did, but why would I leave when you're still here, hmm?"

[ggaudetmd]

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"Oh, come on, sweetie, do not look at me like that!" He grinned, his own body itching with the tingling sensation of the spell that was cast on him. Usually, pride was the sin guiding his every choice: if he saw an opportunity to get ahead of anyone else and prove he was the best at whatever he put his mind into, he would definitely choose to screw his opponents over rather than just screw them. In that moment, however, his Incubus' senses were in overdrive, demanding to be fed by Kaden's muscular figure until the Kresnik had nothing more he could give him. Resisting the temptation to tear his clothes off and make the cop his in every way imaginable was torture; luckily, he was kind of into that. "I promise I'm going to make this really fun for the both of us. Just say yes, and I'll make sure to be the Gaudet of your dreams." He played with the sleek black remote in his hand, turning it around with precise movements of his long, elegant fingers. He took a few steps towards Kaden, resting his arms on his shoulders and pulling him into a delicate, lascivious hug. "I've been so rude to you at the ball; let me make it up to you." He purred with half a crooked smile as he bit his lower lip. Still grinning, he pressed one of the buttons on the remote, activating the vibrator inside Kaden to the maximum intensity at his disposal.

@kresnikxkaden

[masterxhunter]

While Valentine's Day wasn't exactly his favourite time of the year -- too much pink, too many hearts, too much romance -- Hunter had actually made an effort to select a suit that wasn't completely awful. In fact, it was pretty on theme.. for Hunter. He still added a nice little dangerous touch to his outfit, selecting a wolf-face shaped mask to wear as he prowled for his next victim.

After grabbing a drink from the bar, Hunter did exactly that. He wanted something pretty to fuck, so as soon as his eyes found Lucien, a grin spread across his face. It had been a while since he'd actually interacted with or even seen Lucien -- he had to wonder if the pretty, crazy Doctor was avoiding him. There was no escaping him this time.

Approaching Lucien from behind, Hunter slipped an arm around the councilman's waist before pulling him into him. "Long time no see, Luci. Miss me?"

@drluciengaudet

[hyacinthoideshispanica]

I was just thinking about possible titles for an Elucien book and came up with "A Court of Golden Thread" because golden = sun and thread = mating bond. But it also made me think of the Greek myth, Theseus and the Minotaur, because of Ariadne's thread, and I thought of something.

Theseus = Greyson

Ariadne = Elain

Dionysus = Lucien

Ariadne is in love with Theseus, but he ends up leaving her stranded on a deserted island. Dionysus sees her crying and goes to comfort her. They fall in love, and she is either given ambrosia to make her immortal or Dionysus retrieves her soul from the Underworld after her death but either way, they end up married and she is made the Goddess of paths and labyrinths.

Consider this prompt up for grabs

[enchantedelain]

Headcanon that Elucien's baby girl glows like a flashlight whenever she's upset inside of crying and Elain and Lucien are freaking out because why is the baby glowing? And Eris comes and helps them because spoiler Lucien used to glow as a baby too.

Elain was struggling to sleep these days. Of all the things that turning fae meant, did it really have to make her pregnancy longer? She was seven months into this and couldn’t wait for it to be over. Carrying twins — for an entire year — it was mind boggling.

The bedroom was dark, but the steady patter of rain pounded against the brick and she kicked the sheets off her legs. It was too hot. Granted, Lucien was a warm sleeper. He radiated heat and normally, Elain loved that; but not today. She sat up, leaning against the headboard with a tired pout on her face. She envied her husband. He was sleeping like an angel.

A loud clap of thunder resounded through the room, making her heart race. She hated storms. They were the worst. She didn’t need more of a headache tonight. Elain groaned and curled back up by Lucien’s side. The heat she could take. She needed his comfort. The pain across her body and the rush of her fear were too much to handle alone.

She struggled to find a comfortable place, but eventually settled on her side with four pillows and his hands gently caressing her belly. He even did that in his sleep. Her eyelids fluttered closed.

BANG!

Another clap of thunder, right above their room.

She shrieked, clinging to his shoulders.

“Lu.” She nudged his ribs. “Wake…up.”

[mortiiferas]

luc had gone out searching for fresh air. he needed not only to get away from nyx, but to get away from the noise. his mind was racing, he couldn't think straight. sure, he figured there would be a few stragglers outside, but he wasn't expecting to find essie screaming her lungs out. "i promise you, after the stunt i pulled tonight, you aren't the only coldwell that wants to kill cade." the mention of nyx makes him fidgety and he shifts from one foot to the other, looking everywhere but at essie. "uh, well -- no. he disappeared on me so i went looking for company... elsewhere and he was more than displeased by my choice."

closed starter for @mortiiferas ( luc ) masquerade event.

After an unpleasant run in with Cade, Essie was desperate for some fresh air and stepped outside to excuse herself, letting out an instantaneous scream. She'd figured the music and ball was so loud, that no one would overhear or think twice. "I swear I could murder him," she huffed out, only hearing the door open after she'd said it causing a frown to curve onto her expression. "Sorry, I didn't mean-" she began, but at the sight of a familiar face, a sigh of relief escaped. "Oh thank goodness, it's just you. Wait, that sounds bad, I just meant that you won't judging me for screaming about killing Cade," she quickly recovered with a strained chuckle. "I'm surprised to see you away from Nyx, you two are always joined at the hip, everything okay?"