Tyril: These are my partners, Mal and MC, this is Mal and MC's girlfriend Nia, this is Nia and MC's girlfriend Imtura, and this is MC's boyfriend, Aerin
Tyril: I hate Aerin
tyril's love is very physical and very passionate. there is no doubt about the emotional connection, just listen to the way he speaks of and to MC. his scenes always portray his deep longing, endless passion, they stress the physical factor a lot which I believe hints at tyril being a very generous and considerate lover.
in book 1 he admits he almost asked MC back to his room himself, and then adds that he's yearned for them since he had first laid his eyes on them. in book 2 he has to be reminded they're among people and cannot allow themselves the very much desired moment of intimacy. his love language is physical touch, yes, but what's more is that his love is all-pervading and consuming.
MC and him will be one of those controversial couples who share both kilvali and dinvali, that's for sure.
my dealer: got some straight gas 🔥😛 this strain is called “using light and shadow magic in conjunction with one another instead of treating them as inherently contradictory forces” 😳 you’ll be zonked out of your gourd 💯
me: yeah whatever. i don’t feel shit.
5 minutes later: dude i swear i just saw elder radimir use shadow magic without appearing to succumb to its corrupting influence
my buddy tyril pacing: the old gods are lying to us
Tyril and MC very obviously have both Kilvali and Dinvali. MC might not fully get what this means but Tyril definitely does and he has STILL been open to MC, no one talk to me
first of all - LOOK AT THEM 🥺🥰😭 I love them so so much, thank you @mydemonsdrivealimo for bringing this vision to life 💓 and thank you @lilyoffandoms for gifting me this commission 💓💓
second - LOOK AT THEM AGAIN because I can't stop admiring how great their height difference looks and how their outfits actually match. Tyril and Rey are always slaying together 😌
in my headcanon Reyna hides her body as much as she can since coming back from the Shadow Realm, so wearing such a revealing dress was a big step for her! (there will be a fic about that😌) fortunately her man is always by her side to comfort her, even when he doesn't know what's wrong yet 🥺
Summary: After Tyril's death, Raine has one more quest to complete. Submission for @choicesaprilchallenge24, prompt: nature.
Word count: 453
A/N: For @noesapphic, who gave me the prompt "darling, dearest, dead" and requested all the angst. I hope it delivers. (Also, I need to read Lemony Snicket.)
He was supposed to outlive her.
This is the thought that continues to run on her mind through every agonizing step of laying Tyril to rest. The thought that first struck her like a sword to the heart the second she saw him lying still and pale on the ground after the battle with the Ash Empress.
He was supposed to outlive her.
Sure, he has (had) a few decades on her, but he is (was, she has to get used to saying was) an elf. He should have outlived her human body by centuries.
From the Light we came, to the Light we return.
Raine sinks her nails into her palms at the memory of those words. She doesn’t know how to live the rest of her life without him. Doesn’t want to think that Tyril was the first among them to fall, the one who never got the chance to be happy after all the tribulations and the grief. All the plans they made during those long nights traveling the realms, the hope for a life together… all gone. She isn’t a stranger to loss, but this… this feels like gasping for a current of air that is simply not there. Like something is pressing down on her heart unrelentingly, until the pain is so acute that she’d rather give up than live through it.
“Come back,” she whispers, her voice breaking on the words. “Please.”
He doesn’t respond, of course. He never will.
She looks at the gardens where Valir and Adrina spread his ashes yesterday. The gardens that Tyril once said he’d show her when they were back at Undermount. She takes one step, two, before stopping. It feels like the world is bearing down on her, like it’ll only take one hard push to fell her. But she can’t. Not yet. Not before she completes her quest.
So she keeps walking.
She finds the rosebush that House Starfury planted this morning in honor of its fallen son. Once upon a time, she would have wondered what kind of magic kept flowers blooming in Undermount. But not now. She doesn’t feel curiosity anymore. She doesn’t feel anything but this great, cavernous loss.
She takes the folded piece of paper from her pocket. Nia offered to enchant it for her, but she had to be the one to do this. The one to bespell the words with enough magic that they will never fade. The one to bury it under the roses, with three words that will keep Tyril company even after she’s long gone. The words she’s whispered over and over again since the moment she lost him.
Looks like someone special is calling out to Tyril...
My first animation! Have to thank @liviusofpella for inspiring me again when I sent her this ask. His ears would twitch like a cat 💕
Did my best with this one! This is my first time making an animation, and it was very limited (44 frames max!) due to my very basic iPad. Hope you all like it!
The little chibi who's calling out to him (and the reason he's blushing) is my MC, Willow! And if you can't tell, she has a new design 👀 Been wanting to make a Blades 2 redesign for her, but I haven't found the time. Soon, I hope! I've got this first draft design from what I imagined her new look would be like.