#eldarya angst

[verystrxxwberry]

ELDARYA; angst headcanons

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𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: Angst, a little bit of comfort..?, sfw, TO & ANE routes, quick and silly thoughts, not my best effort… TW! mentions of alcohol and su1cide, but nothing explicit or heavy. ↝ 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: No one asked, simply my head filled with silly thoughts I’d like to share :)

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THE ORIGINS:

When Valkyon still believed that Lance was dead, he asked for two cakes or a couple of candles to ‘celebrate it with his brother’.

Leiftan started braiding his hair to keep his focus on something and not let his thoughts wander into negativity. Since that moment he found comfort in doing so, and every now and then he could be found doing small braids on his untied hair. That mainly happens during meetings, when he gets a little bit anxious and then starts playing with his hair and at the minute he has a lot of small braids along his hair.

Nevra isn’t really proud of going everywhere on the HQs searching for a nightstand. His little sister is there, and he feels like he failed at being a good example for her. More than once Karenn would’ve found Nevra sitting alone, completely lost in his thoughts and not even noticing she was there. She simply hugs him from behind, quietly. Karenn admires Nevra, and of course she loves him after being the only adult figure she had after they left their parents behind in their past. 

Karenn is a teen during TO, so she wanted more freedom than Nevra probably wanted to give her. It’s not like Nevra was a strict old brother, but he was worried about how she was going to grow up and that ended up in some arguments. Still, their bond was too strong to be broken.

Valkyon used to bite his nails when he was stressed.

Ezarel copes with stressful situations by biting his bottom lip or tapping over surfaces. Ewelein had to gift him lip balm because his lips were filled with little wounds.

I’ve seen people think Ezarel may have an issue with alcohol, but I actually believe that he despises it. He used to like going drinking with Valkyon and Nevra until he found out that alcohol only brought him to his worst moments, until he was found crying a few times while being drunk. Now every time he goes to a party he simply acts along to have fun but without drinking. He prefers standing everyone else drunk than get himself all sad during a supposed fun night.

Valkyon, Nevra and Ezarel actually had deep conversations late at night as they walked around the city. During those conversations they three showed their most vulnerable side to each other, maybe asking advice or venting about anything that had been troubling them. 

The reason why Chrome talks so much is because he was a lonely kid who was literally educated in the HQs. Before that, he had to survive without his parents and without being able to feel connected to a family. He didn’t know that deep inside the only thing he tried to find is the warmth of a family, and luckily he found it on the HQs. So the reason why he acts so immature is due to the lack of education he received in his childhood, which is basically none.

I believe he wasn’t aware of being in love with Karenn at first. He wasn’t taught the concept of what love is, and he found out about it when talking about it to Alajéa, who clearly teased him over it for probably months… He has been truly ashamed of sharing his feelings with anyone since that moment. Karenn considered dating Chrome, but for her, they were too young for that, so she didn’t think about that subject until they both were adults.

Leiftan is quick to blame himself even for things he can’t control.

A NEW ERA:

The reason why Lance is letting his hair get long is to feel closer to Valkyon. The last time he saw him, Valkyon had his hair long, that’s why Lance, for the first time in his life, decided to let his hair grow.

In contrast to Valkyon, Lance asked to forget about his birthday and do not celebrate it at all. He doesn’t think he deserves a present or a party related to him.

The thought of ending it all has been on his mind for a long while but he tried to replace that negativity by thinking that he had to be useful for the HQs to show that he was feeling regret for breaking so many hearts there. He wants to show that he really didn’t want to kill his brother at any moment. He feels like before dying he has to try to ask forgiveness first.

When Leiftan came out from the crystal, he had a hard time accepting Valkyon was dead. He even asked Nevra where he was and that just made Nevra get even more mad at Leiftan for that. Leiftan thought it was all simply a bad dream, or that is what he wanted to think.

After Ezarel left the HQ, he had difficulty falling asleep, the reason why he had to use a lot of natural herbs for the desperation of being exhausted but not able to sleep.

Nevra has a hard time watching Lance smile or laugh as he has the same smile as Valkyon. 

Nevra and Karenn’s bond stopped being so close when Karenn became an adult and since the incident of the crystal happened. Nevra changed and Karenn was tired of standing the behavior he had of going back to that ladies’ man mask. With time Nevra realized that he can’t really keep going without her support. He may receive comments from people but the only one he cares about is Karenn’s words.

Mathieu is aware that Lance sees him as his little brother as a way to make him feel like a good old brother. And he currently tries to act like a good guide and care for Mathieu all he is capable of.

Unluckily Lance still gets some anxiety whenever he sees Mathieu is actually acting like a good close friend, as he tends to push away the minimum affection he sees in others towards him. That’s why he might suddenly act colder or more distant, but not because he hates Mathieu, just because he doesn’t know how to accept affection.

Leiftan wouldn’t mind sacrificing himself. That’s actually the only way he’d be able to forgive himself completely.

Mathieu has had to deal with Lance breaking down more than once and trying to cheer him up. Unluckily Lance almost always pushed him away, but Mathieu insisted on staying right there. It’d be the very few times when Lance would let himself be hugged by someone.

Mathieu stopped feeling so alone when he arrived at Eldarya, since in the human world he barely had any stable friendship.

Ezarel used to write letters to Nevra once in a while to update everyone about what he was doing. But he wanted to bury the past where it was, and that’s why he decided to try to move on with his life and not think about coming back to Eldarya. It took him time to not do so, but he only went further away so he wouldn’t think about the chance of coming back again. 

He would have loved to go to the human world and even get to know that Gardienne was back. Thanks to her he learnt that humans are interesting creatures and he definitely would have loved to see the technology development there.

When Nevra realized that he got no answer from his letters to Ezarel anymore, he got anxious and tried to convince Huang Hua to go on an expedition to find Ezarel and make sure he was alright. Huang Hua just told him to forget about Ezarel. He was probably doing his life and they couldn’t do much for someone who decided to leave on their own. Nevra absolutely hated that, and he wanted to go to search for him, but he had no idea about his location anymore.

So whatever happened to Ezarel would now be not known for anyone in the HQs. 

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[mysilaan]

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[otomes-and-tears]

♦ an unsung melody (is mine for safekeeping) (6/10) ♦

► tags/warnings: pregnancy, past character death, angst

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Part (01)  (02)  (03)  (04) (05)

► Masterlist

“Are you sure about this?”

“Yes, I haven’t changed my mind in the last five minutes, Erika.”

They were standing in the living room space of a small house, just outside of the main headquarters. 

Moving homes was something that Erika had brought up shortly after they started planning. It was an afterthought, a small suggestion that she had been mulling over for a while.

The walls of the HQ’s rooms weren’t thin, but they definitely wouldn’t hold up against a baby’s wails, particularly when thinking about faelians with sensitive hearing, and as the child grew up, moving away from the HQ rooms was an inevitability.

Nevra agreed with her— and then surprised her by suggesting to help her with it.

Well. Suggesting might be a slight understatement. It was closer to him simply informing her that he intended to help and wouldn’t accept no for an answer.

So that’s how they’re here. Nevra is carefully inspecting one of the rooms (with the wide windows and light yellow curtains she can almost picture a nursery) while she lingers behind, nervously shifting her weight from one foot to another while playing with the sleeves of her oversized sweater. Her feet are already aching, she can feel them swelling inside the boots that she stubbornly decided to wear, and she’s already annoyed due to hunger.

The house seemed fine to her.

She rebuilt her life with way less in the past and Erika was glad enough to have her own kitchen and bathroom, but Nevra was being a little… too attentive.

In normal circumstances, she would’ve kindly asked him to mind his own business and let her handle it, but despite the annoyance, she found it sweet for him to be worried.

Besides, as part of their agreement, Nevra would technically be living with her for a while due to their child. So, it was his business. 

(If her heart fluttered at the thought of this being their home, it was no one’s business but Erika’s.)

The person Huang Hua sent along to show them the available homes looked at Erika strangely, with the same expression that she’d usually associate with people who had known of her and not met her.

It was unnerving to be observed so intensely, they weren’t even trying to be discreet about it! It just made her feel uncomfortable and overexposed.

It had only been a couple of days since the big announcement. Erika didn’t want one, but it was a necessary evil. 

Overall, it hadn’t been too bad. Huang Hua gathered the HQ residents in the doors corridor and announced the good news. While Erika could feel the tension in the air, no doubt due to the increasingly strange phenomena surrounding Eldarya and Earth, most people were nice enough to be excited for her.

She spent the last few days being congratulated and teased, and trying to ignore the waves of sadness and grief she felt, but knew weren’t her own. 

Leiftan was trying his hardest to keep his emotions in check, she could feel the attempts to keep his grief locked away, but some things one can’t simply help.

The emotion sharing was something Erika was still getting used to, being a relatively minor footnote in the absolute chaos that had been the last couple of months but couldn’t help but feel bothered by it.

She tried to shake off that train of thought. She could deal with Leiftan’s mess later.

Now she had a different priority, who was carefully analysing the peeling wallpaper on the house’s walls.

“Aren’t most of the homes similar?” Erika tried to smile, as kindly as she could, to try to sway Nevra. “This one is one of the closest to the HQ and it’s in fantastic shape!”

It wouldn’t even need remodelling or that much furnishing. Just some cleaning and decorating and it would be perfect. 

Nevra looked at her like she had just sprouted a second head. The poor faelian murmured  “I’ll leave you two to discuss” before going outside and closing the door behind them.

“I’m tired,” Erika admits. It had been the fifth available, and final, house they’d seen today and none of them had satisfied Nevra. “It’s the last home we can move into on such short notice. Can we just… choose one? They were all great.”

“Do you… Seriously expect so little?”

The half-human stopped and blinked. Nevra’s serious expression morphed into something softer, kinder. His eyes were full of pity.

“What do you mean?”

Erika asks, genuinely. Nevra’s voice is slightly exasperated when he answers.

“Don’t you want a bigger house? Somewhere quieter? A garden? Maybe a little library?”

She snorted before she noticed he was being serious.

By the oracle, imagine if she had been offered a garden when she first arrived. A library and large rooms?

All she got was a room without even a mattress, and she was deemed over dramatic for throwing a fit.

The idea of demanding more right now never even crossed her mind.  

Erika had to fight tooth or nail for the right to exist. To retain even a shred of dignity in a world that was hostile to her.

She gave up a lot, too much.

And now, all she needed was somewhere comfortable for her child to live, that was close enough to the HQ that they could summon her quickly in case of emergencies.

She saved the world and all she got was a statue and more responsibilities. This harsh world taught her to expect nothing at all from her efforts.

But still, Nevra stands beside her and expects her to ask for more. Erika doesn’t even know what to say.

(A small, intimate part of her brain screams you. I want you, but she pushes the feeling down.)

“Maybe when this is all behind us.” She says, quietly. Erika moves to stand closer to the window, taking in the view of the other houses in the refuge. “When there isn’t this big, looming threat on the world— When Eldarya is at peace. Then we can move into a nice, big house with a library and a garden.”

“We?”

He asks, and out of the corner of her eye, she can see him getting closer. Is her mind playing tricks on her or does he sound hopeful?

“We.” She confirms, nodding her head as an extra measure. “Unless you don’t want that— which is totally cool, by the way. No pressure.”

It was all wishful thinking, anyway. The idea of living peacefully in Eldarya without the threat of war or a major disaster seemed distant, almost impossible.

But it was nice to think about. A pretty, fleeting fantasy.

“I’d like that.” 

Nevra says, after a moment. Erika snaps her head to look at him so quickly that it seems almost cartoonish.

“You do?”

She asks, again, dumbfounded.

“Yes, I do.”

He seems to consider something before saying it, and Erika strains to be patient about it. 

It seems like all they do lately is wait for each other, hiding meaning between the lines and hoping that the other understands it. 

She’s tired of toeing the line. Tired of the ambiguity, but too scared to ask more of him. 

So she waits and hopes he’s getting tired of these games too.

“There’s nothing I want more than for us to live in peace,” Nevra says, standing beside her to look out the window. “You deserve the life that you wish for, Erika. Our child deserves it too. And there’s nothing I’d love more than to be in it.”

He reaches out to touch her face, cupping her cheek with his hand. She leans against it, relishing in the comfort that the contact brought.

She did not cry, not this time. 

She felt a little silly for thinking that Nevra only cared for her now because she was carrying his child.

Nevra wouldn’t look at her like this if it wasn’t the case— the way his eyes softened, as if he was looking at something precious, the gentle curve of a smile on his lips, wasn’t something he ever granted to anyone else.

The fondness, the care, and the deep bond they shared, being united not only by the child they had created but by all that they went through beforehand— the battles, the reveals, the sorrow, joy and everything in between. It was far more than a romantic relationship, too sacred of a connection to be defined in words.

They were good people who had been through far too much. Who had the weight of the world thrust upon them at too young of an age, and who still had to carry the burden of the type of power they possessed— Erika wanted to be selfish, just for once, and hope for a happy ending. A happy ending where the world was saved, she was allowed to love and be loved without tragedy, and her baby would live so happily that they wouldn’t know the pain their parents went through.

An ending that she could share with Nevra this time.

Where she wouldn’t have to leave him behind to pick up the pieces in the name of the greater good.

“I’ll be there. In any way you’ll have me.”

He added, and Erika nodded. It wasn’t hard to believe him like this when he seemed so desperate to show her that he was sincere in his words.

“Even if all I want is to live here with you?”

Nevra rolled his eyes, pretending to be annoyed by her request, even if she could plainly see how it wasn’t true.

“If that’s what makes you happy.”

The vampire leaned down to kiss her forehead, the gesture seeming so natural that it didn’t even register as something to be embarrassed about. He turned away to call over the representative outside when Erika reached out to grab one of his hands.

The action was purely impulsive. Just, Erika wishing to stay in that little bubble they’d created for a little while longer, to be able to linger in the happy ending she fantasised about for just a second more.

“Yes?”

He was puzzled by her reaction, and she didn’t know what to say at first, what words would be suitable to explain the flurry of thoughts and emotions that had tormented her from the second she saw him after her awakening. But she couldn’t just say nothing. Erika would never be able to forgive herself if she let him go a second time.

Did the notion of a happy ending even matter in the long run? What’s the use of suffering, of putting all her needs aside for the sake of a nebulous greater good if she was doomed to a tragic ending anyways?

Maybe the ending doesn’t matter. It never did. All endings are tragic in their own bittersweet way, after all.

Life isn’t fair. She can’t hope for a happy ending in exchange for all she has endured, that’s the lesson that her life in eldarya had taught her. All she can hope for is to live happily in the present and to surround herself with love right now so she doesn’t have regrets in the future. 

Erika looks up at Nevra, as he waits for her, patiently, expectantly.

“I think I am in love with you.”

The words came easily, and she didn’t feel scared or hesitant. It just felt right. It felt right to look at him at that moment, alone in what would soon be their home and confess that to him.

He seemed surprised for a moment, before quickly regaining his composure and pulling her close, leaning in like he was about to kiss her.

She closes her eyes, expectant before she feels his breath on her neck. His lips were close to her ear.

“You think?” He whispers, and she flushes in embarrassment. Of course, he would tease her for that. “Well, I think I need more certainty than that.”

“I know.” Erika corrects herself  “I never stopped loving you, Nevra.”

That seems to satisfy him because just as she was wondering if she should open her eyes and flee in embarrassment she feels his soft lips against hers, and it feels like coming home.

All the tension around them was finally gone— the last piece of the puzzle finally clicking into place, and all she could feel was relief.

It feels too soon when he stops kissing her, and she’s about to lean in for another one when he hugs her, too tightly, as if she was going to disappear if he loosened his hold.

Erika feels the tears welling up in her eyes. He needed this more than he needed the kiss- he needed the assurance, that she was there and that she loved him and that she wouldn’t disappear again. The thought of it makes her cling to him too.

For a long time, they don’t speak. The only sounds echoing in the empty house being Erika’s sobs as Nevra holds her.

“I love you.” He whispers, quietly into her hair. Those words were only ever meant to her, only hers to hear. “It’s always been you. No one but you.”

[dyanara]

To my eldarya peeps,

I uploaded a short nevra angst blurb that was sitting in my drafts since 2019 to my ao3

It is unfinished but if anyone is interested here it is

[asrainstorm]

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• direct rape, humiliation, etc.

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• any gender of the character (if you want something about trans-reader, then indicate from which gender the transition was made // what gender the reader feels)

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[ games ]

• duskwood

• genshin impact

• the arcana

• cookie run

• identity v

• hypnosis mic

• twisted wonderland

• food fantasy

• eldarya

• nu carnival

• obey me

• hogwarts mystery

• growing up

• honkai star rail

[ tv-series ]

• voltron

• the umbrella academy

• harry potter (I don’t have anything for book’s section, so…)

• steven universe

[ anime ]

• bleach

• fairy tail

• seven deadly sins

• blue lock

• haikyuu

• bnha

• iwatobi swim club

• houseki no kuni

[ genshin impact au ]

as you may have noticed, I have several fanfictions connected by the same au. it is darker, mostly based on angst-version of gi. you can make a request for this au if you want.

🫧 what has already happened:

• Kujou Sara's beloved died of an incurable disease. fem!reader was the meaning of her life, now the light has left tengu's eyes.

• the goddess of thunderstorms Ei has always been an archon, but she still lost Makoto. was obsessively in love with fem!reader (archon of the seas), but she didn’t receive reciprocity, and therefore imprisoned her under the seirai island together with kunikuzushi – the child who was born from the mix of her and reader's energy.

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[tokiko220]

Tarot card: 【Three of Swords】ERIKA

Three of Swords, upright-  heartbreak, emotional pain, sorrow, grief, hurt

Hear me out, i hate everything about how they handled the potion fiasco but it has so much good angst potential and it’s very easy to draw angst okay, it’s inspiring lol Also i’m very happy i finally did a semi good job on a tarot card

I don’t really know a lot about tarot so don’t quote me on any of this lol;;;

[licuadora-nasir]

O: Many are counting on you, in this world and in the other one.

E: In the other one? Who's counting on me on earth? Everyone forgot...

O: Wake up. Not everyone forgot. You have to wake up.

E: Shut up, it's unpleasant. Please, shut up, this way you're not going to...

Yeah, the memory of any human. Any HUMAN. Erika is not human. HER MOTHER NOR HER FATHER IS NOT HUMAN EITHER. The Great-grandmother was an aengel.

They've talked several times this season about the potion and her life on earth.

Daddy aengel or mommy aengel is coming for us?

[ariadnaprmoveout]

WAIT. If one of all those buildings that have appeared in Eldarya is an apartment and it's the apartment of Erika's parents. BUT but, don't they recognise their own daughter?

[tetrakys]

You know, I don't miss you.

Missing you would mean that I had you in the first place, and I don't think I ever did.

All those nights spent into each others arms... all those times I caught you looking at me like I was the most important thing in your world, the missing piece of the puzzle... All those times you called my name with so much love in your voice... all this made me think that you were mine, once upon a time.

But it can't be right, can it?

Because if you were, you'd still be with me. I never said you could leave.

And yes, you could argue that you didn't want to, that it was never your intention. But you know what?

I don't care. Love conquers all, right?

Even death.

So as I stand here, in the place you used to love, I look around and I can't feel you anymore. While I spent 7 years sleeping all traces of you disappeared from this world, and I'm still stuck there, in that moment when you last smiled at me.

You moved on and found peace, while I'm exactly where you left me.

I died for a world that took everything away from me, including you.

So no, I don't miss you because I can't miss you. I have no feelings left to spare.

And now that I am this cold and hard thing, hollow inside, I know that nothing will ever be able to touch me as deeply as you did. This is my revenge, i won't cry for one more yesterday, I won't hope and hurt and love.

So I rise and fall and rise again, because Eldarya needs its hero and this is all that's left of me.

[verystrxxwberry]

Hello Alex, I hope you're doing very well! I think your writing is incredible because you manage to convey the exact essence of the character, so I would like to ask you for an angst hc of Nevra first night since Erika entered the crystal. I'm not fluent in English so I apologize for any mistakes, have a great day and take care!

ELDARYA; the first night Erika entered the crystal

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𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: How did Nevra experience the first night Erika entered the crystal, sfw, angst, eldarya TO. ↝ 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: Oh my, it’s the first time someone ever tells me that, and I am very glad you think that! I do my best to write as good as I can the character because I fear doing something weird with the character (plus they aren’t my oc so it is different: probably the way I think about them in a situation is different than the opinion of another person) but anyway! Enjoy it.

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The first night was the hardest. Nevra arrived as quickly as possible to the crystal room, but still he arrived too late to help anyone. His best friend was lying down on the floor, his body surrounded by blood and not showing any answer at the sounds around him. Still, Nevra had the last hope of Valkyon being alive- he had to be alive. He didn’t mind getting his hands dirty by Valkyon’s blood, he shook him, tried pcr on him, he yelled at the body. But that body was empty already.

His tears came out without control, and he didn’t even mind because he was too busy trying to accept what his eyes were seeing. It had to be a nightmare. He couldn’t believe it.

Nevra turned around, gazing at Miiko, who was being attended by Eweleïn, but there were no signs of Leiftan or Erika, so he started yelling their names.

He wandered around the crystal room searching for them both, desperate and with a deep pain clawing at his heart. Even if his face was filled with tears, he had an expression of rage. His fists were clenched, prepared to punch Lance if he had the chance to find him.

But when they got told that Erika and Leiftan got trapped in the crystal, he truly hoped for it to break again. This shouldn’t be happening. He approached the crystal and hugged it, screaming if they could hear him.

Come on, the last conversation he had with Erika was to drink from her blood. She allowed him to keep the fight with energy, and he had to do something to help her too. But he couldn’t do anything.

He sobbed against the crystal like a little kid. His emotions were dominating every sense and control in his body. Nevra didn’t mind if there were people from the town watching him breakdown over that, at the end it was normal to break down after seeing the consequences of a war.

It was Ezarel who separated Nevra from the crystal and told Karenn to distract him outside. Nevra was reluctant to let go of the crystal, it stole his lover, his Erika. That place also held the last thing he would remember about his best friend, Valkyon.

All the time he remained outside the general headquarters, he spent it embracing Karenn and crying in her arms. He was desperate and his words went from “I can’t do this anymore” to “this is so unfair.” But he couldn’t change the past.

When the night came, Nevra went to the crystal room, which was still destroyed but finally empty. The silence on it was terrifying, it felt like all the color he saw around in his life was suddenly gone: everything was gray and carried the heavy weight of death. Even if his chest was heavy of remembering what just happened hours before, he decided to stay there. He sat on the floor, looking up at the crystal with the tiny hope of seeing any sign from Erika or Leiftan.

He blamed himself, thinking that he would probably have been able to stop Lance if he just came minutes before. He could have saved Valkyon. He could have saved Erika and Leiftan from being trapped in the crystal. But thinking that way… he could have saved Mery, he could have saved Ykhar as well. He could have saved so many people yet he was always late. And why was he feeling bad over Leiftan? He hated feeling sad for losing him after all the stuff he did, but he couldn’t help it. There was something about all the time he spent with Leiftan that made him miss him.

Nevra heard steps behind him but didn’t even bother to look around. If it was someone willing to stab him, he’d gratefully accept… but no. It was Ezarel who offered him a bottle of water. The elf sat beside Nevra and looked at the crystal. They shared a few words, where Nevra told him with a hoarse voice that he was terribly afraid of losing anyone else. xd

Ezarel remained silent, but he decided that it was correct to embrace his friend and stay there with him. They shared the same deep sadness and anxiety over the situation, so he also found comfort in Nevra’s presence.

They both didn’t sleep a bit through the night. Ezarel had his eyes closed, his head resting on Nevra’s shoulder, but not being able to sleep. Nevra had his eyes open all the time, staring at the crystal and visualizing how it could’ve been if he was there on time.

The next morning he had to take a nap because the headache he had was terribly painful.

The next days Nevra was off. His attention was driven into memories, into the things he experienced that day. He was closed in his own world, and the only ones he dared to open were Ezarel and Karenn.

His sleeping schedule was terrible, either he slept and had nightmares or he couldn’t sleep at all. That also came along with his eating schedule, which was also terrible as he felt nauseous most of the time. It was Karenn the one who forced him to try to eat something to at least feed his body- and it worked, because he was starving, but the anxiety made him feel nauseous constantly.

His coldness increased when he lost Ezarel. Nevra showed himself as being fine with the decision the elf took. He was an adult capable of making his own decisions after all. But he was deeply in denial about it. It was too soon for him to lose another friend. But he did, he lost Ezarel too soon for him to learn to cope with it properly.

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"H-hah!" The sounds of steel and fists clashing echoed under the tree Valkyon used to love. Gardienne coughed, but didn't let up as Lance stepped back to defend himself. Her eyes zeroed on a weak spot, but her sword hit his blade as soon as she blinked. He should have gotten this over with already, but very little piqued his interest in the last seven years, and her eyes... They were murderous.

She brought her arm back, jumping from his attack and trying again from a lower angle near his left ribs. He tried to block it, but a sharp pain on his right shoulder made him shudder, falling on the green grass, now stained with a few droplets of blood. Lance watched her, motionless, waiting for her next move. She lifted her sword and he was sure he was going to have to block a blow that would be fatal otherwise, but his steady hand didn't have to lift his blade.

Her eyes, once murderous, stared at the single cherry blossom that fell between them. Her stare wavered, her focus had changed. She looked at Lance and he expected words. Maybe fists. But her eyes, once so full of wrath were now lost. She dropped her sword, turning around with a last pity look sent his way.

He was dumbfounded for a second, enough for her to leave between people and their companions. Since when did he care so much about what other people were thinking? His head spun as he could only grab and look at the blossom, now covered on the blood that dripped down his hands.

In the distance, he could hear wings flapping. But it might've been just on his mind.

[narcissesmirror]

But. What if Erika was pregnant with Valkyon child before she got crystallized 👀

That would make a sick trope. So much angst.

[marycecilyy]

Angst 1,3,13,15 e 16 pro meu shipp favorito da Erika com o Lance. Acho que com essas opções da pra fazer uma boa cena de drama 😆

Bem angsty, realmente kkk olha, tu me deu a faca e o queijo na mão com essas prompts, viu 

“Hang on. You’re gonna be okay. Keep breathing.” Lance coaxed softly while he waited for the ambulance to arrive.

The lack of light in the alley prevented him from seeing her face clearly, but he was able to tell she was in a lot of pain. While pressing his coat against the wound to keep the blood from leaving, he tried to keep Erika conscious. 

As the minutes passed, his calm posture vanished. At this point he was already hyperventilating and babbling desperate anythings. He never wanted this, it was all his fault.

Earlier that night, the couple was returning home after a dinner with their friends. They decided to take a shortcut as they wanted to get there as soon as possible, and ended up being surrounded by a bunch of thieves. They wanted all of their belongings. Lance had never been one to obey in one of those situations, so he attacked the group. Erika followed suit, and in a few minutes they had taken down all of the robbers. Except one, who had a knife.

As soon as the paramedics arrived Lance was desperately begging him to save her life. They took him into the ambulance too and asked him a few questions about the occurred and about possible allergies to medications. She didn’t have any. The rest of the ride to the hospital was silent, the only noise being Lance’s sobs. He also called his brother, who was soon in his way to meet them there.  

“I can’t live without you. Don’t go, please.” He whispered to Erika as the medics carried her away from him. Now, all he could do was wait. Valkyon arrived at the hospital a few minutes later and tried to calm his brother down, which was ineffective.

Hours passed and no answer. Lance was trying to keep hopeful that she would be fine. Or at least alive. However, as soon as the doctor stepped into the waiting room, he knew his worst fears had come true. 

“I’m sorry.” The medic said, but he wasn’t listening anymore.

[otomes-and-tears]

hi 👀👀👀👀👀👀 i heard u got a lot of nevra headcanons and thoughts?? share them with us!! i'll give u a kiss!

♦ Me talking about Nevra for way too long ♦

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► a/n: Thank you Anon for giving me an opportunity to ramble about him. I do, in fact, have a lot of opinions about Nevra!

Also... I’ve been a bit busy lately, but I’ll probably have more free time to write next month. I’ve also had spent a lot of time on @marycecilyy ‘s discord server, which is a joy. So yeah! I’m not dead :p

► Masterlist

• I’m almost sure this is canon, but he’s musically inclined;

• He can play a couple of instruments and has a nice voice, though he doesn’t have an impressive range;

• Nevra hasn’t touched an instrument in years, but he’s always whistling some tune or humming a melody when he’s out and about;

• When Karenn was younger, he sang her old lullabies when she was upset. Not only did his songs distract her but thinking about something familiar would often make her feel better. Even after she grew up, if she’s upset he will still hold her and sing her favourite songs;

• He’s bi with a preference for women;

• My boy has a really weird sense of moral when he left Yaqut. It took him a long time to figure out what he actually thought was right and wrong and separate it from what he was taught;

• He still struggles with that occasionally;

• After the events of the first season... He starts trusting people way less;

• Nevra always struggled a bit with building genuine connections with others but ever since he lost those most important to him he just can’t let more people in, fearing they will also leave;

• He also became even more protective of Karenn since then, and Chrome by extension;

• Nevra has this womaniser, bad boy persona that he built as a way to protect himself and he doesn’t know how to fully get rid of it;

• While he can often try to pretend to be emotionless and distant he is a sensitive soul. Things get to him easily, but since he sees himself as a pillar of support in the guard (in s1 as the leader of the shadow guard and s2 as Huang Hua’s right hand man) and he knows people look up to him as an example, so he doesn’t let it show;

• Drowns himself in work to avoid thinking about things that hurt him;

• Doesn’t like twilight, but he has read it multiple times;

• I think he’s one of those people who really wants to understand why it’s so popular, so every once in a while he’ll pick it up and try to read it with a new perspective but ends up finding new reasons why he dislikes it;

• Ended up learning how to style hair because of his little sister and he’s decent at it;

• If he was in the human world...I can see him being VERY bad at technology and just being able to manage one social media at a time. He would probably have an Instagram account dedicated solely to pictures of Shaitan.

Thoughts:

• I chose Nevra right off the bat lol;

• Look, none of the Eldarya love interests were exactly my type;

• But between all of them, he was the one who caught my attention;

• I really like his first interactions with the mc;

• And when I looked at him i immediately pinned him as the “depressed character with a tragic backstory that hides behind a mask of flirtatiousness” love interest;

• which always have the most interesting routes;

• I’m still disappointed they didn’t give him a character arc. HE HAD SO MUCH POTENTIAL!;

• I love him to death but goodness gracious that man did NOTHING on season one;

• I’m sure I’m not the first one to say this, but I’m absolutely sure the team had a completely different story in mind when they started writing the game but ended up changing the storyline once they decided to tell a darker story;

• And they just... Forgot to add his contributions to the plot;

• Or a character arc;

• Or anything other than just fanservice;

• But really, the little hints of a story that they gave us were so interesting;

• He came from a vampire clan?? They were involved with some shady shit?? He left with his little sister??;

• How old were they?? How long did they travel around until they got to eel?? How was his personality like back then??;

• What made him leave? Why doesn’t he talk about it?;

• Those components could make for such a dramatic, interesting story;

• I had faith they would do something with it;

• I remember being so desperate for some semblance of a character arc that I started theorising that he would eventually join Lance and Leiftan on the dark side;

• That didn’t happen, but now that I’m actively participating in the fandom and not just lurking I’m down to making this an AU;

• But seriously... Even with his lack of story, I still really like him;

• He’s charming and I think his interactions with the MC are very fun! I liked all the little details the writers added that gave him a little more personality;

• Like how he likes dogs and is a good dancer;

• His relationship with Karenn and how caring he was with those under his care;

• Nevra is a very sweet character and he deserves better!

[jazmin-csiga]

Did I ever even matter to you? (Bora)

She is heading down the stairs to the basement when she hears a familiar voice coming from the prison. 

"Leiftan… is that you?" Her eyes widen when she discoveres the blond man in his true nature. Enormous black wings' feathers brush the floor as he looks back at her. 

"Bora, I can explain, I'm…"

"No, don't come closer! I don't want to see you ever again!" 

"Just please listen to me! Don't tell anyone one about this!" 

"I don't know…" she turnes on her heels and leaves that place as fast as she can. 

She can't tell what she is feeling. The love of her life… Wait a minute. How could he possibly be that when he has been lying to her all along and not telling the truth at all? Is it what she deserved?

One could tell she is furious. She feels betrayed, deceived and lonely. Who she has given all of her heart to, turnes out to be the exact opposite she has thought he is: a deamon. 

She rushes to her room and locsks herself up. She doesn't want to see anybody, especially him. On one hand, she is mad at him for lying to her but on the other hand, she just wants this whole thing to be a lie, instead. 

One day, there is a knock on the door. 

"May I come in?" A calm voice says. 

"No!"

"Please, Bora, let me explain…"

"There's nothing you can explain! Just go away." Leiftan can't leave without a word, so he pushes the door knob and goes in. 

"I told you not to come in! Go away! You lied to me!"

"I'm here to explain…"

"Too late!" 

She pushes him out by his chest and slammes the door shut. He falls on his butt in front of the room. He looks at the door like that for a few minutes and leaves. He leaves HQ. He doesnt't tell anyone about it. He just leaves. He is not coming back anytime soon. 

Almost a week passes but Leiftan hasn't returned. He knew Bora wouldn't handle the truth well but he didn't think she would burst out like that. He is heartbroken. What can a man do when even his soulmate can't understand him? That's why he ran away. 

"I can’t believe I've ever loved you." 

Bora looks at a picture of Leiftan. Irrational thoughts have been crossing her mind for the last few days. Common sense is what she needs but common sense wasn’t so common anymore.

She decides to break free from her room and have a heart to heart with him. 

She looks for him everywhere but he is nowhere to be found. She becomes worried. Did she make him really go away? That can't be the true. She needs to find him as soon as possible. They have things to discuss. 

As she is looking for Leiftan, she bumps into Lyra. 

"Lyra, I'm glad you're here! Have you seen Leiftan?"

"Well, not really…"

"That doesn't help. I have to find him. It's urgent."

"Why? What happened?"

"He lied to me! He lied to everyone of us like most of the Light Guard did! They were lying to us all along! And we believed them! How could we trust these monsters?" Bora exclaims. 

"Bora… We are monsters, just like them." 

She stops for a moment. Lyra is right. But does she know that Leiftan is a… deamon? 

"I know everything. I know you're distressed but please don't do things out of your mind. It won't solve the problem." 

Lyra leaves.

So she knows. Since when? Are there any more secrets the Guard has kept hidden from them? That doesn't even matter at this moment. She knows her mission: find Leiftan and make it up. 

She goes right into the forest. That is the only place she hasn't gone through yet, he must be there, she can feel it. 

Hours later she reaches the clearing. That is where Leiftan has been all along. 

"I thought you wouldn't come. I thought you wouldn't want a see a monster like me…"

"That's not the case. I came here to talk to you" she stops for a moment. She has to gather her thoughts and plan what she is going to say. 

"You lied to me. And I believed you. You could've just told me. I wouldn't have told anyone about it. You were lying to me like it was something that can be forgiven. You didn't even take my feelings into consideration. Did I ever even matter to you?"

He feels ashamed. He doesn't know what to say. But he speaks up eventually. 

"Bora… I'm sorry. I should've told you. I wanted to tell you but I was afraid that you would react like this or even worse. You do matter to me. I don't know what I could do without you. You're the love of my life." 

She turns her back on him. She can't take his words anymore. He goes closer to her and caresses her arm. His touch is featherlight, and yet still effective in turning her face to face his.

"I'm the last of my kind. I can't risk it. I can't die."

"No, you're not. You're not alone." 

At that moment, Bora takes a step back, looks at him smiling lightly and spreads her glorious white wings. He is astonished. He knew there was a bond between them but it didn't cross his mind she could be an aengel. He approaches her and she doesn't back away. Not anymore. He takes her in his arms and Bora cuddlesnright up to him. 

"I won't lie to you ever again."

"Promise?"

"Promise."

They go back to HQ. Everyone is relieved that they have gotten back safe. Leiftan and Bora couldn't be separated. Not anymore. 

Their happiness doesn't last long. Dragons' roars can be heard echoing through the walls of HQ. At the next moment there is a powerful sputter and fire starts spreading all over the place. Everyone starts to escape including Bora. But her shoe catches into a hole and she trips. Oh no, she thinks, struggling to try and get her foot out. Oh no, oh no. The fire is coming. She’ll be dead if she don’t get out. In the moment of ultimate hopelessness her hero comes. It is Leiftan, who helps her up, puts his coat on her shoulders and coveres her with his dark but majestic wings. 

"Don't worry, my love, you're all safe now" he says. 

Bora clings onto him and they exit the building. 

As soon as they get to the beach, Leiftan has hidden his wings. The HQ is in flames but the sea is frozen. 

"We should take advantage of the ice and walk on it until we reach some place safer" suggests Leiftan. 

"I'm not sure, it doesn't look steady to me…" says Bora, her voice shaking. 

"I'll check it then." 

Leiftan walks over the ice, to a remarkable distance from the shore. Nothing seems suspicious until the ice cracks beneath his feet.