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All You Have Is Your Fire - Part XII

Find Part I here :)

Summary: 'I can hear your heart beating through the stone.' For the briefest of moments, Lucien wondered if his mate would know exactly when his heart’s steady rhythm came to a sudden stop.

Note: A huge thank you to the lovely @bettdraws who deserves all the credit for the post that inspired me to start writing this :) Another huge thank you to everyone reading! ALSO please look at this post, I gasped it's so lovely. All of @teddyhoneybear's moodboards are stunning <3

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Elain held onto Lucien as he led her to the dance floor, their hands a perfect fit, shards of glass whose broken edges showed no crack when put together. 

Lucien’s steady presence was a comfort to Elain, especially as she felt the captivated looks of countless nobles fall on them. As though he could sense her unease, he traced his thumb along the knuckles of her fingers. 

Days before, Elain was certain she would have found the genuine gesture bothersome, but she was surprised as she felt a nervous weight slip off her shoulders. 

Elain was grateful, had come to the realisation as the two of them had entered the hall that no matter how many negative thoughts plagued her, Lucien and her were on the same side in this. Like allies in battle, Elain had no choice but to place all her trust in the man she had spent years avoiding. 

Elain had been the one to come for Lucien, after all. She had been the one to believe Eris’s words, had been the one to make the decision of travelling to Autumn, had then faced Beron and told him they were to be married. Each choice was her own, and Elain would stand by them stubbornly despite what anyone else might say.  

Elain bit her bottom lip as she looked to the edge of the dance floor, hoping she would spot Cora or even Eris, any familiar face would have been welcome in the sea of nobles. When her eyes instead fell on Lethe, beautiful and dangerous, Elain had to fight her sudden urge to scowl. 

Elain had not liked the way the other woman had touched Lucien’s shoulders, and while she could acknowledge her reaction was ridiculous, probably the pull of their bond, Elain decided that it might be best to keep Lethe away from her mate for the time being. 

She wanted to continue her search for Cora, but Elain knew the importance of remaining focused on the task at hand. Much depended on their performance, and Elain was determined to give everyone watching a show worth their while.

Lucien stopped, Elain’s steps halting as he raised her hand in a prompt for her to turn his way. Elain looked up at Lucien, breathing in sharply as he placed his broad hand on her waist. 

There were layers of fabric between them, and yet Elain felt the warmth of his skin seeping through her dress. She arched into him, hoping the onlookers spotted the subtle movement as she gave Lucien her undivided attention. 

The musicians played a note, letting it ring through the large space as all the couples prepared to dance.  

Elain felt herself blush, speaking to Lucien in a low voice so that no else could catch her words. Her cheeks heated under his gaze, “I hope you’re a good lead,” she clipped, offering him one of her friendliest smiles.  

Both of Lucien’s brows lifted as he flashed her a grin. “The best,” he reassured her, tone serious, but she felt the playfulness behind the statement through the bridge between their souls.

Elain had to fight back a giggle. Lucien was undeniably charming, and also unfairly handsome, especially so when he smiled. 

Elain usually pushed such thoughts aside, not allowing the quiet voice in her head that insisted Lucien was lovely to be heard. If she had considered the mating bond simply based on looks, Elain would already be married to him. Drawn to him like a moth to a flame, Elain let herself feel some of that desire, let it show on her face so that anyone might see it.

Elain kept her gaze on Lucien as he spoke, his golden eye whirring softly. “I trust you’ll be able to keep up?” He was so very fae, his russet eye almost seemed to glow in the dim firelight, hair wine red and looking soft as silk. 

“Definitely,” she said with a confident nod. 

Elain’s lips curled up in a knowing smile as she remembered how Nesta had dragged her to dancing lessons in Velaris. She had spent many evenings a handful of months before with Cassian, Azriel, and her older sister learning about all the popular dances in every court. She promised to herself as Lucien tightened his grip on her hand that she would have to thank Nesta for it when she returned to Night.   

The music rose around them, the beat so fast that despite how familiar Elain was with the traditional Autumn dance, she was still taken off guard as Lucien stepped back. 

Elain followed, laughing, hoping the sound of her genuine joy carried over the instruments, that the couples around her had heard. Beron had been convinced in the throne room, had believed they loved each other, but something in Elain’s gut told her the nobles in the ball room would be just as hard to convince.

Elain moved her feet quickly, hoping that she was dancing to match Lucien’s easy rhythm. He raised his hand elegantly, and Elain readied herself for the turns. 

Lucien spun Elain effortlessly, her skirts flaring around her. Elain gasped at the way the green fabric glimmered in the flames of the chandeliers, making it seem as though it was grass blowing in the wind. 

As Lucien once again pulled her towards him, Elain clumsily missed a few of the steps, his firm grip on her waist the only thing stopping her from crashing into his chest. “Did you see that?” She breathed, still marvelling at the talent Autumn court seamstresses must possess. 

“Breathtaking,” Lucien said, his eye dark with what could only be desire. The way the word fell from his tongue was enough to make Elain swoon, to make her believe he was not talking about the dress at all. 

Elain had to remind herself that he was simply acting the part of her betrothed, that he could not long for her in such a way. They were strangers.

He is mine. 

The thought crashed through her, and perhaps it was because she knew many were watching them, but she let it show on her features. 

Lucien pulled her closer still as the final notes of the song played, they shared the same air, the scent of sweet apples overwhelming her senses. Elain kept her steady gaze on him as the music came to a stop, as clapping could be heard for the orchestra. 

“That was fun,” Elain laughed, feeling awkward now that they were no longer dancing and Lucien still held her. She had always enjoyed dancing, especially when she had been a young girl in the human lands. 

Before Lucien could respond, the next song started, and many moved around them to stand by the dance floor’s edge. Even Lucien furrowed his brow, tucking Elain to his chest as the song continued. 

Elain recognized the music, knew it was a Night Court dance reserved only for lovers. She had seen Rhysand pull Feyre into his arms, humming the now familiar tune countless times so they could dance around the living room. 

She felt a sudden ache deep within her at the thought of her family, missing them all and wishing they were with her. 

Elain was grateful as Lucien spoke and dragged her from such thoughts. “Beron must have been very impressed by you, Lady Elain Archeron.” 

She almost snorted, doubting his words. “How can you say that?” They were nearly chest to chest, hardly any space between them, but Elain was glad that they could at least talk during this dance. 

Hearing her disbelief, Lucien continued. “Night Court music at an Autumn Court ball? That’s practically unheard of.” 

She turned her head to look at him, catching the sharp line of his jaw. They were so close, Elain could only see his profile, and was tempted to rest her cheek against him. Instead, she said, “That’s good, it must mean that I’m endearing myself to your family.” She watched as Lucien could not hold back a wince, understanding that perhaps the topic of his family was not a good one, Elain asked him a question. “Lethe and Kai, they’re old friends of yours?”

Elain was curious, wanted to know more about them and hoped Lucien would share some of his thoughts. She heard his scoff before he replied. “More like Eris’s friends who I spent an unusual amount of time with.”

“Feyre was like that,” Elain offered, the little bit of common ground they shared between them. Younger siblings, Elain had noticed, tended to do that sort of thing, often reminding her of sprouts growing in the shade of larger trees.

She felt him shrug, muscles moving beneath the fingers of her one hand. “It was hard making friends as the son of a High Lord, at least in Autumn.” He added with a short laugh. 

“Poor you,” Elain joked, hoping he would take no offence to it. 

Surprise was like a flash of lightning along the bond, but Lucien’s amused expression remained the same as he responded. “I’m still so upset over it.” 

The song’s final notes played as Elain asked, “Do we keep dancing?” 

“I’ll be expected to, at least for the next couple of songs.” Elain felt a strange possessiveness rush over, but she pushed the feeling down, hoping Lucien did not notice. “Go to Eris, and I’ll come in a bit.” 

Elain hummed in understanding and Lucien pulled away from her, already missing his warmth. 

One hand gripping her emerald skirts, the other still in Lucien’s, she dipped into a small curtsy. Lucien raised Elain’s hand slightly as he bowed at the waist and although he did not kiss her knuckles, as would have been common on the other side of the wall, Elain found herself wishing that he had.

With startling clarity, Elain could imagine Lucien’s lips pressed to her skin and had to suppress a shudder. Elain forced herself to turn away from her mate, taking elegant steps but still feeling the weight of his gaze on her. 

Unsettled by her own desire, Elain was surprised at how quickly she spotted Eris in the crowd of nobles. His auburn hair seemed to flicker in the flames of the fireplace he was standing by, a glass of wine in his hand. 

The musicians began to play the next song, an Autumn Court dance once more, as Elain made her way to the far end of the ballroom. 

She felt as someone came up from behind her, making her pause. “I was promised an introduction,” the voice of the man was low and thick with the accent of those in the Forest House. “Seems as though my little brother has gone back on his word.” For a moment Elain thought she had been mistaken, that Eris had instead come to her, especially when she turned around to face the person who had approached. 

Felix or Ronan, a voice reminded her, one of the two brothers Lucien had already mentioned to her. His long red hair was in a braid that fell past his shoulders, contrasting with his well-tailored jacket, the deep brown of tree trunks. He had a scattering of freckles on his cheeks, and although his dimpled smile seemed genuine, Elain was glad Eris had given her a weapon. 

“Lucien likes to keep me all to himself,” her fingers tightened around the fabric of her skirts. Remembering Lethe’s attitude, Elain raised her chin and flashed the man a sharp smile.  

Elain jumped at the chuckle that came from her other side, as another one of Lucien’s brothers clapped a broad hand on the man still in front of her. “Leave her be, Felix, I can see Eris burning holes in the back of your head.” She felt like a fawn surrounded by wolves, like she was wounded prey and they were simply taunting her before striking with a killing blow. 

Felix shrugged, the gesture elegant, reminding her once more of Eris. “I suppose we still have much time before the wedding to become better acquainted.” 

Elain wanted to take the comb from her hair, to warn them to keep away. Instead, she hoped confidence leaked from her words as she spoke. “I look forward to it, now if you’ll excuse me, my lords.” 

“No need for such formalities, sister.” Ronan added. 

Elain had to fight the urge to frown, but she merely bowed her head in a show of respect and tried to make her way as quickly as possible to Eris. He looked serious, and was left entirely alone, save for Cora who stood several feet away from him. Elain nearly sighed in relief, going to the space between them. 

“What did they say to you?” Eris asked, voice low and unbothered. He hardly seemed concerned, and Elain wondered if he actually cared about what his brothers wanted from her. 

Elain ignored his question to ask one of her own, remembering suddenly both his and Cora’s absence when Lucien and her had first arrived. “Where were you?” 

“I hardly think that should be any of your business,” he said simply while he passed her a glass of red wine. 

With gentle hands, Elain took the glass, looking up at Eris with a raised brow. “Not poisoned, is it?” 

Cora laughed, moving closer to Elain. “He wouldn’t dare.” 

Eris shrugged, amusement flashing in his eyes. “Suppose you’ll just have to trust me.” 

Elain raised the glass to her lips, surprised that she did trust Eris, at least when it came to him protecting her from physical harm. 

Before she could take a sip, Elain paused, feeling someone’s heavy gaze on her. She turned her attention to that burning feeling, almost like a warning, her new fae senses catching a watchful predator. 

Elain’s heart nearly stopped as she looked at the High Lord, surrounded by nobles, arm around his wife. 

Beron Vanserra raised his glass in a small salute as he held her gaze, and Elain raised her own, mirroring him and hoping he could not spot the nervous shaking of her hand.

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Please, please, please, read this!!! I'm obsessed😭🩷

Dear Lucien, Dear Elain: An Epistolary Fic (Chapter 5 Update)

Title: Dear Lucien, Dear Elain: An Epistolary Fic (Chapter V) Rating: M Summary:

“Perhaps you can speak them to me, if you so wish. I apologize if that is too forward, but I yearn to know you beyond simple pleasantries. 

Yours truly,

Lucien

P.S. My lady, your secrets are always safe with me.” 

Epistolary (adj., of a literary work) in the form of letters. After the winter solstice in ACOSF, Elain and Lucien exchange letters as a means to get to know each other away from prying eyes. This fic is a collection of those letters.

Author’s Note: CHAPTER UPDATE for our collab (me + @zenkindoflove)! We plan to have regular chapter updates on Mondays moving forward, as we have made some great progress on future chapters! P.S....did you catch the innuendos? ;)

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Preview:

I’m delighted to hear that you are interested in accompanying me on my journey! Truth be told, I do not have enough experience of the world and the pleasures it has to offer to know what would satisfy me. I suppose, I will have to trust in your wealth of experience and your steady hand to guide me through these desires. I would welcome a long, thorough exploration, as my previous travels ended too soon for my liking. So, I think it would please me to spend sufficient time, discovering new sights and experiences, and some clever bouts of spontaneity, to the point that I am tired and sated.

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Tamlin Week 2024 Statistics

Hello all! I crunched some numbers on Tamlin Week 2024, which was way bigger and better than I ever could have dreamed! All together, there were 184 submissions by 48 different creators.

Day 1 had the most submissions, with 16.8% of the total (31 submissions). Day 6 had the least, with 12.5% (23 submissions). There was an average of 26.3 submissions each day, or 14.3% of the total.

The most popular prompt (excluding the Free Day) was Heir of Spring, a Day 1 prompt, with 11.4% (21 submissions). The least popular prompt on its own was the Day 2 prompt Warrior, with 2.7% (5 submissions). However, Day 2 had the most people incorporate both prompts into their works, with 5.4% of the submissions using both Poet and Warrior.

By far, the most popular type of submission for Tamlin Week was fanfiction, with 51.6% (95 submissions). We were pleasantly surprised by the amount of poetry submitted for the week, with 9.2% of the creations (17 submissions). I haven't seen a lot of other fandom events where so many people create poetry for them, and it was such an amazing tribute to our favorite poet High Lord!

Most of the submissions (40.9%, or 79 submissions) were General Tamlin content, without a focus on ships. Again, kind of rare to see in ACOTAR events, it's so cool that so many of the creators focused on Tamlin himself! Tamlin/Rhysand (11.9%, or 23 submissions) and Tamlin/Lucien (11.4%, or 22 submissions) are neck-and-neck for being the most popular Tamlin ship submitted. Tamlin/Feyre is the next most popular Tamlin ship, at 8.3% or 16 submissions. If a ship had fewer than 3 submissions, it was lumped in the "Other" category. Some of the Tamlin ships that squeaked by with 3-4 submissions are Tamlin/Nesta, Tamlin/Eris, Tamlin/Nyx, Tamlin/Amarantha, and ships where Tamlin is with 2 or more other partners. It was super interesting to see who made the cut onto the pie chart! Tamlin/Nyx gonna be the Tamlin ship of 2025, I can feel it.

The diversity of ships for this event really is so amazing. In a fandom that seems weirdly addicted to canon, it's cool that the Tamlin community is so creative and open with what they ship!! Especially because mlm Tamlin ships are dominating the shipping chart!

Lastly, I want to give a shoutout to the creators who went above and beyond to create content for this event. With 7 submissions (1 for every day), we have @duaghterofstories, @rin-u-pos, @shi-daisy, @songofthesibyl, @szalonykasztan00, and @taymartiart. With 8 submissions, we have @achaotichuman, @booksnwriting, and @copypastus. With 9 submissions, we have @lorcandidlucienwill. And our heavyweight Tamlin Week champions are @mathiwrites with 12 submissions, and @sonic-atelier with 14 submissions!!

You are all amazing, and I will never be done telling you all how much I love you!!!

[teddyhoneybear]

Hello hun 👋

chamomile ⇢ what kind of things do you like receiving as gifts?

jasmine ⇢ do you have a movie or book you loved but will never watch/read again?

mahonia ⇢ what place, thing, activity inspires you most and how do you express yourself when it does?

abelia ⇢ do you have a particular piece of jewelry you always wear or can’t part with?

orchid ⇢ what’s a song you consider to be perfect?

( I wanna know you better , plus I'm intrigued )

Hiii!🩷 Omg I think I got almost all of them if we add the ones I answered previously. It makes my day when I receive questions. I feel so welcomed in this fandom, so many kind people here... 🥹).

chamomile ⇢ what kind of things do you like receiving as gifts?

Honestly? If you want to give me something useful, I'd say money (it's practical). Because I know exactly what I want and need and this way I can actually buy it (there is no greater happiness than being able to buy what you've always dreamed of, I think).

But, I really appreciate handmade gifts. The idea that you took your time making something for me? 🥹🥹🥹 Or when you give me something specific that reminded you of me? 😮‍💨💕

But in the end, I'd like anything. You spent time or money and for me that's more than appreciated. 💗

jasmine ⇢ do you have a movie or book you loved but will never watch/read again?

I hate these types of questions because, like I said in other posts, I can't choose to save my life. I don't reread books in general, because you can't compare that first feeling you have, how the plot may surprise you... Yea. If I could make myself forget a book and read it again, I would. And it also applies to movies (hope my answer didn't dissapoint lol).

mahonia ⇢ what place, thing, activity inspires you most and how do you express yourself when it does?

Nature, visiting gardenes, popular mountains lol, hiking (even if I do that once a year lol). I'm into cottagecore. Like a lot. I can shamelessly spend hours on Pinterest looking at this aesthetic and never get bored. It's just so simple, you know, nature was here before us... (taking "I need to touch some grass" too literal).

So, I always take pictures to paint them after (but I procrastinate sigh).

abelia ⇢ do you have a particular piece of jewelry you always wear or can’t part with?

Three magical things! A gold necklace I received from my parents when I was 18. It has a pendant in the shape of the Hand of Fatima/Hamsa. A gold earrings received since I was little and a gold (shocking💀) bracelet from my grandparents.

I love gold. I have very sensitive skin and gold jewelery feels great, even when I sleep (not my fault my body is so prentecious, I may have been a princess in another life).

orchid ⇢ what’s a song you consider to be perfect?

Another question I can't answer. My favorite song changes from week to week. And I like many genres, from oldies (60' to 2000's) to electronic music. If I'm in the right mood, I can really listen to anything!

Hope you had fun, I tried to keep it short this time. 🩷😮‍💨

[teddyhoneybear]

I love the new theme , its so beautiful 🥺💗💗💗

Thank youuu! 🩷🩷🩷🥹

I feel so pretty with this icon hehe. It's like putting on makeup after days of not doing so.

[teddyhoneybear]

A very happy birthday to our Taurus queen, Nesta Archeron! 👑 I'm sure she'd spend it with her besties and chosen sisters, Emerie and Gwyn! And I just know that the House would give them all the smuttiest books to read and all the chocolate cake to eat.

A very big thank you to @/michi.illustrations for working with me on this gorgeous commission to celebrate! Do not repost without credit and do not feed into AI programs.

[teddyhoneybear]

Cactus, nutmeg, and sage for the asks?

Hello there! 🩷

Uuu, so many!

cactus ⇢ something you’re currently learning (about)?

Besides going down the rabbit hole and filling my phone with apps for this collages and learning how to make them, I'm currently studying how adoption worked in roman law. (last year of law school, it's for my Bachelor's Degree-one I should definetly work on instead of being on Tumblr😮‍💨).

sage ⇢ what ‘medium’ of art (poetry, music, fiction, paintings, statues etc.) is the most touching to you? why do you think that is?

Oh, definetly paintings! Maybe because I love to draw and paint (wish I could have a pad and familiarise myself with digital art). It's just something about pouring your heart out with the help of a brush on a canvas that does it for me. Besides how hard colour theory is and how fascinating it is to me that artists can find the perfect shade and make everything look so real, it also feels incredibly intimate. I know it applies to any type of art (especially writing/poetry), but I think the idea of someone having this image in their head and trying to recreate it is simply... brilliant.

But statues intrigue me a lot lol (those lovely couples, how they hold eachother😮‍💨), man I can't make a choice to save my life haha. Pottery is also great.

But in the end, any art can be touching to me if it hits home, you know? It's all about striking something deep inside you.

nutmeg ⇢ how’s your room/home decorated? do you have a specific theme or style going on?

My room is as girly and feminine as my profile aesthetic haha. It's a modern design, minimalist in a way (I need air lol) with accents of powder pink (my velvet bed frame) and dark green (makeup armchair). A lot of artificial plants because I don't have a green thumb sadly, but I'm working on it! I have this vine with flowers that I put around my pink pendant light, above my makeup table. It reminds me of something a fairy would have lol. Or Elain haha! Also I like line art, a have one above my bed with a woman, very sexy, yet simple. I wanted to put one with a vagina resembling a flower lmao, but if my granny saw that, she'd faint haha (taking the word feminine to another level).

Damn, I sound so prentecious, but two years ago I was sleeping on an extensible sofa in the living room. Even now writing this I feel so grateful for what I have, mostly for finally having a damn wardrobe in my own space lol. It's not cute to need clothes from your parents room, especially when they're *uhm* busy. 😮‍💨

[teddyhoneybear]

Day 7 for @nestaarcheronweek - Free Day

Who should Nesta's new partner be!

Tumblr destroyed the quality of the whole piece so I had to split it. Full picture below!

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Massage Fic + Did They or Didn't They for Eris and Alexius!

Oh anon, you are essentially asking for the biggest crime with Erixius - a fade to black. You are wicked.

Or maybe it can be interpreted as "did they or didn't they mean to touch me there?" Cause with these two, I could totally see Eris giving Alexius a massage for totally practical reasons of course! Maybe they're in a forced proximity situation where they're traveling together and Alexius injures his hamstring. And Eris is like I have some healing magic but for some reason he has to run his hands all up and down Alexius' ass and thigh to fix him 😏.

And Alexius is left feeling very horny and very confused because up until now Eris has only shown that Alexius annoys him and very much isn't responding to Alexius' incessant attempts to flirt.

*jots down notes*

Fanfic trope mashup

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The Fires of Eventide

A quiet evening. A secluded cottage in Spring.

Genre: Romance/Smut-but-Sweet Post-canon Elucien fic. Elucien Masterlist | AO3 Please do not copy or re-post this anywhere. Special thanks to @lucienarcheron, @zenkindoflove, @crazy-ache, and @teddyhoneybear for their continued support of these posts. If you would like to be added to the taglist for any future works, please let me know.

Elain doesn’t immediately acknowledge his presence. She can feel it though: through the bond, and in the way her skin warms at the feeling of his mismatched gaze falling over her. No doubt he’s wearing his trademark smirk, too–amused by her struggle or her stubbornness, though she’s not sure which to call it yet. 

It’s not a comfortable position to be caught in: though her Fae body is tougher than her human one, her knees still dig into the hard countertop as she slides her pan to the top shelf of the cottage kitchen’s cabinet. It was a mutual idea of theirs to have a private place to stay in Spring, and when they’d stumbled upon the little cottage crawling with vines tucked neatly against the woods with plenty of space for gardening, Elain had known they’d found their getaway.

Read the rest on AO3!

[teddyhoneybear]

Tamlin - A Court of Thorns and Roses

Artist: @/anastina_91

[teddyhoneybear]

I made Elucien headerssss >.<

It would be my pleasure if you'd like to use them (and match with me)! Also, you don't have to give me credits, my name is there, so it's more than enough! 🩷

I made mine discolored and less bright because that's how I like it (my eyes are sensitive :<), but I thought I should post the originals here. If you'd prefer a "watered-down" version like mine, simply message me!

*I don't own the illustrations, I simply put them together*

[teddyhoneybear]

Papyrus ✨

papyrus ⇢ if you put your ‘on repeat’ playlist on shuffle, what’s the first song that comes up? what do you like about it / associate it with?

I'll do it - Heidi Montag (sped up version)

Haha, I didn't expect this one, but I love it. I like music that makes me nostalgic (it might be that infj in me speaking), so 2000' music hits. I'm always sad that I wasn't in my 20's in that period, I feel like I'd have more fun in clubs than now hmm.

I associate it with many things honestly. But if I went down this path... All I can think of is this festival we had in town called Liberty Parade, organized in summer. It was a big deal lol. People from all over the country were gathering there, excited to have fun, especially that it was the only place by the sea.

And I was so frustrated lol, because I was too young to go (I was around 10💀) and I remember how much I wanted to grow up just to participate and have fun.

My parents took me there once (I mean, we were walking on the beach and it was close so we went near the gates) and let me tell you! I was like a cat starring at Christmas lights (it's even funnier if you know what picture I'm reffering to).

There were so many lights that even though it was dark outside, the sky looked almost like a rainbow. There were women dancing lasciviously on stage in strange clothes (very revealing but I was young and silly and because it was something I've ever seen before, it was fascinating). And the music was so loud, I could feel it in my chest, it felt like I got electrocuted and I loved it! Everything was so new and full of life. People were dancing, so many people, wearing funny wigs and masquerade mask?? And everybody had bugles? I'm not sure how to translate this in English but they were made from plastic in many colours. (it was a little bit annoying because the next day every child outside was blowing on it, it was so loud, but this really shows how popular this festival was). And now that I think of it, a lgbtq parade is not so different from what I remember. But we all know children were seeing life through rose-coloured glasses. 🥹

I think I was in love really. Think of every iconic thing in the 2000' and put it all together. That's how that festival felt to me.

And the sad part is that when I was around 16 the festival simply got cancelled.✨ I was so close to being 18 and finally live my dream, but oh well... 😮‍💨 I still get pissy when I thing about it. One time, God! At least once! 😫

Thank you for asking this and reminding me how captivating life was when we were younger and how fascinating everything was. 🩷

You probably didn't expect so much text, but I hope it was fun taking you with me in this silly memory I had. I'm almost sure I didn't do it justice, but it was so dreamy. I think that was my awakening, when I realized that my heart simply sings for electronic music!

Fun fact! I read somewhere that it stimulates the brain's neural pathways, promoting neuroplasticity (the brain's ability to reorganize and form new connections😁). Basically it challenges the brain, improving its ability to process information and adapt to new stimuli. Yea.. I'll stop now. 🩷

[teddyhoneybear]

Sometimes I get super sad thinking about Elucien’s kids and Jassa’s kids growing up together but then the Elucien kids stop aging in their twenties while the Jassa kids…ahhhhh…

The bright spot is that the Elucien family would always be there for Jurian and Vassa’s descendants. They can tell them stories about their ancestors and be encouraging and continue to build human-fae friendships over the years.

[teddyhoneybear]

That Single Thread of Gold - Inspired by @eospaint lovely elucien piece here, Elain finds herself drawn to her mate before she can stop herself. | Masterlist |

[teddyhoneybear]

Honestly, reading nowadays really feels like consumerism, instead of simply enjoying fanfiction after a hard day. It's art. It doesn't have to be to your liking. After all, if it doesn't apply, let it fly lol. It's enough that someone took their time to create (I find it endearing how people have created these small communities to purely fantasize). It saddens me how this can discourage people from writing, from using their creativity (even if it's about a ship you didn't see coming haha).

Reading should be about enjoying yourself for so many reasons. You have the chance to be inside the author's mind, to see how they think, how they perceive a ship, gods, even the words they choose to use, their favourite phrases that are involuntary repeated on paper (or better said screen). Instead of criticising, let's focus on the beautiful details, little things. I, for one, have noticed how some fanfic writers (and I don't mean writers that have canon compliant plot or ships) tend to write in the original author's style, (it may be involuntary), but sometimes it makes the experience even better. It feels real/like an extension (especially if it's a ship that won't happen T.T; and feeds your delusion) and it's an interesting thing to notice. And yes, some have totally different styles and it's wonderful to see how other people's minds work. We're unique, we should appreciate that, instead of wishing for everything to be 100% accurate (isn't that supposed to be the difference between us and AI? Originality?🥹).

When I was younger (back in my day👵🏻when I was an infant), fandoms weren't so serious sigh (just a bunch of crackheads). This society is serious enough, so we should just run naked in the woods and embrace our wild side jk jk. We really tend to focus on the wrong things these days, instead of just relaxing, making this a safe place and simply having fun talking (respectfully) about our favorite characters/ships (and keep an open mind).

Man, sometimes I see posts that are so disheartening and makes me wanna disengage from sharing writing + headcanons.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU’RE GONNA POLICE HOW PEOPLE ENJOY CHARACTERS?

I hate, hate, hate the “you’re wrong, I’m right” energy in fandom culture. I’d much rather read something where the writer is enjoying themselves and highlighting their favourite parts of a character.

Like, at the day, it’s FANfiction and there’s different ways to enjoy things. C’mon, in the same way that we don’t review fanfics, we shouldn’t make posts saying who’s writing is valid or not. Save that for the official publications, films and movies.

If you don’t like a fanfic, don’t read.

[teddyhoneybear]

 ﹟random get-to-know-me ask game  !! 

orchid ⇢ what’s a song you consider to be perfect?

cactus ⇢ something you’re currently learning (about)?

bamboo ⇢ do you change into a different outfit when you get home?

abelia ⇢ do you have a particular piece of jewelry you always wear or can’t part with?

daffodil ⇢ do you have siblings? if yes, in what ways do you think you’re similar to or different from them?

mahonia ⇢ what place, thing, activity inspires you most and how do you express yourself when it does?

chia ⇢ what’s an inside joke you have with someone else?

sage ⇢ what ‘medium’ of art (poetry, music, fiction, paintings, statues etc.) is the most touching to you? why do you think that is?

edelweiss ⇢ how’d you think of your url/username? what’s it associated with to you?

camellia ⇢ what were you like when you were younger? do you think you’ve changed a lot?

jasmine ⇢ do you have a movie or book you loved but will never watch/read again?

ivy ⇢ what are your ‘tells’ for your emotions and moods? how can someone tell you’re happy, annoyed, upset or tired?

chamomile ⇢ what kind of things do you like receiving as gifts?

aloe vera ⇢ what’s something (mundane) you really want to experience in life?

palm tree ⇢ do you have a fictional villain you shouldn’t like but love regardless?

nutmeg ⇢ how’s your room/home decorated? do you have a specific theme or style going on?

papyrus ⇢ if you put your ‘on repeat’ playlist on shuffle, what’s the first song that comes up? what do you like about it / associate it with?

taro ⇢ if someone called you right now to catch up, what’re the things you’d tell them about?