𝑒𝐼𝑎𝑖𝑛.

𝑒𝐼𝑎𝑖𝑛.

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❀ ˚ . ・౨ৎ 𝑒. ⸺ ⋆    THE LOVELY FAWN.

#fawnedat ( … )  a safe place for writing for an open roleplay blog of 𝑒𝓁𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝓇𝒸𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑜𝓃. my muse will be carefully taken from sarah j mass and turned into my own. anti sjm. anti shipwar. 𝓌𝒽𝓎 𝒸𝒽𝑜𝑜𝓈𝑒? 

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                                                             𝓶𝔂 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓼.

                                 @flamesofday &. @spitecarved &. @spym4ster                                    @vvitchlings &. @nightwrath &. @cursebreakuer                               @stellascriptum &. @razedhell &. @bellybutton &. @zaldarias

𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍   𝖒𝖎𝖝𝖊𝖉   𝖎𝖓𝖘𝖕𝖔   ---        heartache, longing, innocence, fashion,  knowing it is better to  love  than hate, loyalty beyond compare, the helplessness   in   being  alone,   forgetful    minds,   bloody   hands,   trauma.    α∂σяє∂   by ivorie.

ONE.    

hi there! thanks for checking out my muse blog. i'm ivorie, i'm over 30+ i love all things fantasy, anime and throwing my muse into different worlds. i'm always always lurking online, but my replies can be spotty from activity.

   TWO.    

my muse is highly private, i will only interact with those whom i follow. if you try and interact with my and i do not follow you, you will be blocked. when it comes to following people. i want to keep my dash clean and only follow those that wish to interact with me. personal blogs do not follow me. do not interact with me.

   THREE.  

when is comes to shipping, i’m a total ship whore. i am open to pretty much anything. don’t be afraid to come up to me and say you ship our muses together! i probably do as well.

FOUR.

i will no longer accept making graphics for free. i’ve often made too many graphics for people & have then not used after putting a lot of effort into those graphics. if you do this, i will no longer be interacting with you.

[archivedfawnedat]

moved elain over to a fresh new blog!!! @fawnedat

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moved elain over to a fresh new blog!!! @fawnedat

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do i want to start fresh here too? would that bother anyone if i made a fresh new blog for elain? also who can i bother about her graphics?

also!! i want to send her private board to someone and help me create something lovely for elain.

[girlprophecy]

║▌│                𐚁‬            ˚｡⋆            ↪               #21CHAOS        :         independent,  highly  selective,    &    mutually  exclusive  all  female  multi  with  personally  thought  out    &    well  rounded  meta  characterization  expanding  on  media  lore.  +21  over  only  feat.  mature    &    sometimes  triggering  themes,  crossover  friendly    &     drama  free.  can  include  violence,  death,    &    heavy  occult  themes.  viewer  discretion  advised. 

[archivedfawnedat]

elain is coming back home here. 💕🌸

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quite disappointed in the chd podcast w/ sjm. i can’t believe she has nothing written down, or anything mapped for her story building or worlds. that’s incredibly disappointing to hear about an author.

[goghwilde]

“Find me when you wish to begin.” 🔮✨

We’ve already seen Elain take those first steps in wanting to reacquaint herself with her powers and do more, but I’m looking forward to the moments when Elain really begins to understand her seer magic, as that brings with it a deep reverence for fate as a powerful force. It’s so interesting that the character with visions of the future has fought against her destiny the hardest. The seer, blindsided by the fact that her mate is a complete stranger.

It’s amazing set up for her story and how the development of her magic can coincide beautifully with her love story. I’m excited for Elain to finally decide to embrace everything she has been gifted by the Mother, instead of running away out of fear or stubbornness and getting hurt in the process.

Thank you so much @artofmii for drawing Elain in your beautiful style! You were so lovely to work with!

artist @artofmii commissioned by me day two — fortune cookie | @elainweekofficial

[archivedfawnedat]

❀ ˚ . ・౨ৎ 𝑒. ⸺ ⋆    THE LOVELY FAWN.

#fawnedat ( … )  a safe place for writing for an open roleplay blog of 𝑒𝓁𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝓇𝒸𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑜𝓃. my muse will be carefully taken from sarah j mass and turned into my own. anti sjm. anti shipwar. 𝓌𝒽𝓎 𝒸𝒽𝑜𝑜𝓈𝑒? 

[archivedfawnedat]

𝑒𝓁𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝓇𝒸𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑜𝓃 𝑜𝓊𝓉𝒻𝒾𝓉𝓈 / modern day. stolen from @gospul

[flamesofday]

Her words do little to soothe him, but the act of Elain trying did warm him heart. He was a fool, in many ways. For believing the Autumn court scout instead of waiting for Eris, for believing that Elain being there meant something. Surely it meant something, although Lucien was attempting to tamper down the unruly beating of his heart. His back straightens as his name leaves her lips, the gentle brush of her hand and then— cauldron boil him— her lips. His chest tightened, a shiver up the length of his spine at her touch. "Elain" Her name is velvet on his tongue, half turning to gaze down at her. Golden curls spilled everywhere, unruly and yet perfectly framing her face. Hesitantly he lifts his hands, fingertips slow as he brushes her jaw until his hands cradle her face. "I'm alright" He assured softly, again distracted that she was there.

"...You've never done that before" He prodded gently, his gaze fixated on her expression. Elain was not just lovely, she was brave; and strong and simply...Lucien felt the bond tighten, a thread pulled taunt as if waiting. His thumb brushed against her cheek, his gaze darting just a moment to her mouth. "Why did you come for me?"

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fire burns her lips, but what startles her the most is that it did not hurt — it was a spark, it was fireworks in her stomach, a warmth spreading between her thighs. it spreads like wildfire when her name is coming off his tongue, almost like a prayer. with his intense gaze upon her, his touch was silk upon her flesh, she can’t help but blush immensely, her throat tight. blinking, she shakes her head softly, curls bouncing against her frame. ❝ are you certain? i’m going to start the stitching. ❞ elain asks him again, wanting to reassure them both. she has done this before, with her father more often than she had liked back then. often falling over and scraping himself open. the young fae gives his shoulder a light squeeze before she sets herself to work.

his words make her pause for a moment, her cheeks growing hotter by the second, nodding at lucien. ❝ — i, i, yes. i have not. did— it bother you? ❞ her voice was lighter than a whisper between the two walls. what if it had? after all of these years elain had not even had a mere conversation with him. now, she had kissed a part of his body! there was no return from such an action. the bond hums at her, welcoming her with open arms; a golden thread opens to her vision. she tugs on it carefully just once. his question has her on her toes, her fingers pull on the thread at her fourth patch of his. with every wound on his back she closes her hand squeezes his rather large bicep, some ease to his pain. ❝ truthfully? i thought you were dying. i didn’t alert the others. i just had to come.. now that? that is foolish. i just— i was scared for you. ❞

[poohsources]

🐝  *  ―  𝑺𝑯𝑰𝑷𝑷𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑺𝑯𝑬𝑬𝑻.

send 🚢 or ( 'SHIP' ) if you ever considered shipping our characters romantically and want me to fill out the following form for our muses. bold all that definitely applies, italicize what could potentially apply. feel free to add more if you think certain options are missing or you just want to add more.

do i ship our characters together?: yes | no | not yet but maybe soon

would i like to ship with you?: yes | maybe, i'm willing to try | no

type of relationship i could see: childhood or high school sweethearts | exes | engaged | married | long-term relationship | crushes | unrequited love | fling | long distance | online relationship | just dating | new relationship | toxic lovers | friends with benefits

tropes i'd enjoy writing for them: friends to lovers | enemies to lovers | exes to lovers | fake relationship / dating | forbidden love | grumpy and sunshine | star-crossed lovers | surprise pregnancy | second chance | soulmates | amnesia / mistaken identity | forced proximity | secret relationship | slow burn relationship

would i rather plot first or jump right in and see where it goes?: develop their relationship first | jump right in | something in between ( what specifically? )

what now?: let's plot something | send me shippy memes | i'll send you shippy memes | write me a random starter | i'll write you a random starter

anything else i want you to know about me / my character / my shipping habits: ( put whatever you want here )

[flamesofday]

Her comment about his lucidity had a smile on his face, perhaps she was right— although Lucien was convinced it was simply because he was in awe she was there at all. Her yelp has his brows drawing together, warmer than most but he was unaware if it was cause for concern. Regardlessly, Lucien followed her like an obedient pet, eager to whatever directions she might give him. Anyone else would call him a fool, but Lucien? He was simply a male, enamored with with mate who was giving him attention. Willingly. And if he was even more foolish, he would of sworn that it is because she was having similar feelings.

He sits where she gestures, watching as she flits around to gather supplies. He hasn't seen what he looks like, and the thought pulls a grimace onto his face. "They...My father wrote about my mother and—" He'd fallen right into that trap, and Eris had gotten him back out. Both of them, thankfully. "Like a fool, I fell for it" Lucien shook his head, a sigh escaping him at the situation he put them in. Lucien lifted his head, a pitiful smile on his face. "I can handle a sting." He assures, realizing Elain would see his scars, the marks left on his back from under the mountain. Lucien shifted, a soft groan escaping his throat as he readjusted to help her remove his tunic. "If...this is uncomfortable for you" Lucien exposed his palms, his skin dusting with a shade of pink as the tunic slipped from his frame. In all the ways he imagined being shirtless, Elain attending to his wounds was not on the list.

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the moment his warmth was removed from her hand, the golden haired female has to bite back the frown that had begun to form across her plump lips. how tethered she felt with his fingers laced with hers, she wondered if it was the bond itself making her feel such a way, or if it was merely the male in front of her. elain archeron was disappointed, it unleashed a want and need from her that she thought was lost and gone. she has to bury it down, he needed patching up, they needed to get out of autumn as fast as they possibly can.

silence fills the room for a moment while lucien speaks, while she helps carefully remove the rest of the fabric that had been stuck to his bronzed skin from the blood. his blood. it makes her hands tremble only once, the thought crosses again. lucien died. her mate gone. before she had even kissed him. chocolate orbs steadily meet his one gaze, her lips twitch into a smile learning how fast he had acted in order to save his mother. ❝ you are no fool, lucien. please never think that of you. ❞ when he turns his back to face her she has to hold her breath, her knees buckle, her chest tight, the sight before her — his scars. his wounds. ❝ oh, lucien. ❞ with the most careful of touches elain hardly touches his back at first, afraid she would hurt him further somehow. without thought, elain is leaning forward places her hot lips against his shoulder blade. she told herself it was comfort for him.

[goghwilde]

Elain dreaming of spring 🌸

“…and she surveyed the swaying cherry blossoms overhead. Elain would love this place. So many flowers, all in bloom, so much green — the light, vibrant green of new grass — so many birds singing and such warm, buttery sunshine. Nesta felt like a storm cloud standing amid it all. But Elain … The Spring Court had been made for someone like her.”

Thank you so much to the lovely @giaseeds_! I knew your style would capture Elain’s softness beautifully! 

@elainweekofficial

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𝑒.           ›  3/? EDITS.

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🍷   to   go   wine   tasting   with   my   muse.

❝ which one has been your favorite? ❞ after staring at the three bottles she had never been so perplexed upon a decision before. it had been the most splendid afternoon with fenrys, meeting him here was just pure chance. he was delightful. elain kept finding herself leaning forward into the table to listen to him.

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𝑒.           › @gospul asked for a valentines day starter.

the two of them can't contain their giggles from the love biting fest they were currently trying to win at. elain knew, cecily would win. of course she would win. the young fae has to try at least, it was valentines day. one of her many favorite holidays. her mouth covers a piece of the other woman's thigh, her tongue gliding over the soft ivory flesh before she chomps down hard, tangling herself further with cecily. ❝ my love. ❞ she whispers pulling away from the flesh, a grin spreading across her lips.