Nesta Archeron.

What SHOULD have happened during the High Lord meeting

Beron moved to the Lady of Autumn's seat, resting a hand on her shoulder. The same arm that now bore a bright scar. She did not so much as flinch, but her hand tightened around Eris's wrist.

"You have injured my wife, viciously attacked my heir, and made an attempt on my life. These are acts of war, little girl. Perhaps your mate should have done better filling you with knowledge of politics and common sense rather than vile seed!"

"Beron!"

"I have spoken my piece!" he snarled in answer to Thesan's snap. Beron turned back to the Night Court and pointed his finger.

"Too long have we endured the arrogance of this insolent half-breed. Well. No longer." Beron spat out the words, "This meeting was the last straw in a bale of thousands. As High Lord of Autumn, I declare war on Night."

The ripple was instantaneous.

"Father, are you certain of this?" Eris murmured.

But Beron did not answer his son. His gaze was fixed on Rhys's frozen face. The male recovered quickly, a sneer forming on his lips.

"What matter is it of mine whether you wage war on us or not? We both know your forces are nothing in comparison to Night's."

Beron's face turned thunderous, and he opened his mouth to reply when a voice cut through, sharp and clear.

"Spring will stand with you, Lord Beron."

Rhys barked out a laugh, relaxing "Oh? With what army?"

Tamlin merely smiled, unsheathing those deadly claws and letting them gleam in the steady candle light.

"I don't need one. I killed one High Lord of Night before. I can do it again."

I would sell my SOUL to have an azris fanfic where Eris is hurt badly—like, almost fatally—and Azriel is there to save him. But I want the thickest part of the fic to literally just be Azriel holding Eris and begging him to stay alive, or something like that! With a happy ending please! ❤️❤️❤️

My Ao3 is WordWeaverWeirdo btw!

OK SO! I did NOT forget about you, it's just, as it turns out, I am terrible at requests. I ended up way overthinking this and have brought you a gift... though maybe it's a little different than you asked for and way longer than it should be!

A Song for Spring read here on Ao3

Chapter 1/2: 9k

Azriel X Eris

I know they are for Tamlin Week but these dividers from @olenvasynyt just too pretty not to use them for everything!

The day was growing tired as they walked along the garden path that seemed to stretch into forever. Azriel had just returned from the Solstice snowball fight with his brothers and had been itching to share this spot with Eris since he had found it a month ago. With the light snow, the quiet solstice afternoon was the perfect day for it. No one was around to catch them, and the wild beauty of this place in the throes of winter set the brambles sparkling like they were made of crystal. Birds flit from place to place, warbling their songs to a spring day too far into the future for them to see coming, and the rest of the world was peaceful around them. 

Happy ending but lots of angst and hurt first... per my contract with the devil or whatever...

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For @greenvelvetcouture who set me off with this lovely image.

Also, @vermilionskiinmorning got inspired the same and it's so awesome! Loved seeing how we both approached things! Watching two completely different images emerge from the same place is like magic :)

Watercolour and pen, but you can tell that watercolour scares me and makes my fingers stiff and anxious; try as I might to be free with it like I usually am with charcoal or pastel, I'm so aware that any slip is potentially unforgivable. Boo, loosen up Tess. Also I feel like I might just need to do a lot more layering? I dunno, if anyone's good with watercolours tell me the secrets.

Anyway, a few shots here to show process (because I love seeing other people's) and how the gold behaves. Also, I totally wanted to put him in some mad colours, I bet the boy wears so much pink.

@g00seg1rl @pippsmcgee @greenvelvetcouture @the-darkestminds @jules-writes-stories @fourteentrout @mistandmemories @nus4y @chunkypossum @buffy-vanserra @molcat07 @talibunny30 @neciebee @thesourcabbage @brunetterebel010 @irithiadourden

HOW HAVE I NOT SEEN THIS BEFORE WHAT THIS IS AMAZING

IM CRYING

SCREAMING

AGHAGAGAGAAGGAHGGDHD ❤️💙🖤

THIS ART IS SO BEAUTIFUL

*eats it slowly, savoring all the angst and blood and colors and their FACES. ABSOLUTELY STUNNING.*

The Chairs

The Chairs has a new chapter posted today: Chapter 46 - Explorations

The Vanserra brothers leave after the Council meeting. Eris is given some highly advantageous intelligence, and Azriel finally comes clean with what he's been hiding. How will Eris react?

This Chapter has sexual content, please check the tags on Ao3

The Chairs is an Explicit (very) Slow-Burn Azris romance. New chapters are released on Fridays.

What SHOULD have happened during the High Lord meeting

Beron moved to the Lady of Autumn's seat, resting a hand on her shoulder. The same arm that now bore a bright scar. She did not so much as flinch, but her hand tightened around Eris's wrist.

"You have injured my wife, viciously attacked my heir, and made an attempt on my life. These are acts of war, little girl. Perhaps your mate should have done better filling you with knowledge of politics and common sense rather than vile seed!"

"Beron!"

"I have spoken my piece!" he snarled in answer to Thesan's snap. Beron turned back to the Night Court and pointed his finger.

"Too long have we endured the arrogance of this insolent half-breed. Well. No longer." Beron spat out the words, "This meeting was the last straw in a bale of thousands. As High Lord of Autumn, I declare war on Night."

The ripple was instantaneous.

"Father, are you certain of this?" Eris murmured.

But Beron did not answer his son. His gaze was fixed on Rhys's frozen face. The male recovered quickly, a sneer forming on his lips.

"What matter is it of mine whether you wage war on us or not? We both know your forces are nothing in comparison to Night's."

Beron's face turned thunderous, and he opened his mouth to reply when a voice cut through, sharp and clear.

"Spring will stand with you, Lord Beron."

Rhys barked out a laugh, relaxing "Oh? With what army?"

Tamlin merely smiled, unsheathing those deadly claws and letting them gleam in the steady candle light.

"I don't need one. I killed one High Lord of Night before. I can do it again."

Pondering my orbs.

'ao3 needs a like and dislike button'

what you need, my algorithm-rotten minded friend, is a grip

@tamlinweek Day 2: Dark Spring/Mythology

Chunky: Wow, look at that picture. Totally looks like Tamlin Chunky a little while later: *gasp* m u s t d r a w t a m l i n Also Chunky: Ok but HOW can I make this sad?

The evening primrose blooms at night can hold different meanings. It can represent fond memories or young lovers and is often the first spring bloom.

Thirteen primroses is considered to be lucky... More or less than that is bad luck. There are only 12 violet evening primroses in his bouquet.

In contrast, the late blooming aster, or Michaelmas daisy, whose name translates to star, was created by the tears of the goddess Astraea due to the lack of stars in the sky.

The purple aster is for royalty and it is often used as a symbol of farewell and departure. It can also symbolize renewal and the resilience of spring. Thank you to @mistandmemories and @jules-writes-stories for helping me come up with a flower for Feyre's representation.

Amaranth is the symbol of Artemis, the huntress and a representation of unfading affection and everlasting love; And in my interpretation, Amarantha is a ghost that will always haunt him. 

He wouldn't have her so she tainted his first love(Tamsand), and his last (Feylin).

Dividers by @olenvasynyt

Here is a link to (hopefully) better quality on Ao3

Upon further review I don’t think that’s actually the case lol but we tried.