I absolutely love your interpretation of Elain and I was wondering on what you think Elain x Eris would look like??? 👀
honestly i don’t think anything will ever top the one and only erislain post i ever made 👅 tl;dr if elain was the bait instead of nesta, 8d chess eris would have pulled the same enamored affect he did with nesta because either 1) they used her because she really is useless to them compared to nesta but he can still use her as a way to get closer to lucien; 2) they used her because they think she’s useless but really they just don’t know what to do with her, in which case he gets to cultivate whatever powers they’re squandering AND ensnare lucien; or 3) they used her because they want him to think she’s useless compared to nesta, which means they want his eyes on nesta instead, which means his eyes should definitely be on elain instead. regardless, there’s no way he feels he can lose in this situation.
so i think it looks similar to the outset of neris wherein eris goes in thinking he’s just going to use elain, either for her secret abilities or the bait she’d be for her mate, but then ! uh oh! beautiful, soft, pink, plush elain, who hates what she is now but only because no one bothered to show her what it means to be faerie. they coddled her. they let her wallow. they let her drop ripe from the bough of the tree and sit on the ground overlong and the sweetest part of her bruised flat against the earth. nearly, the flies even got to her in their attempts to keep her still and stable and unmoving. but she doesn’t need any of that. her magic is stagnant in her, and that’s why she’s suffering. he doesn’t care if she rages at him. everyone does that. he can take it. she needs to be pushed, even if she doesn’t want to be.
she accuses him, one fraught day full more of her magic than it is of the magic of the world, of being like the cauldron. trapping her. forcing her to be this. to do this. no, he says. this is not that, no matter how much you want it to be. you were forced, but not by me. this is what you are now. you have no choice but to be it. but you get to choose how. sink or swim, elain archeron. and she gets angry! because how dare he say that to her who once drowned. you don’t care; you’re just like they say; you just want to use my abilities—well you can’t, they’re mine, not yours. she sounds petulant. she sounds like a child. not the youngest daughter but the one treated as such. she doesn’t care. that girl is dead. the cauldron took her and trapped her. then eris smiles. not cold—hot. so hot. far more intense than the gentle sunlight. far more demanding. but close enough—and different enough. then make them yours, he says. and elain shivers. bites her lip.
COMPUTER MAKE THEM FUCK NASTY RIGHT NOW











