#cassris

[elleybug]

Day 7 of Eris week @erisweekofficial free day !

Something fun and cute. Eris ships and Eris making amends with his baby bro :3

Maybe one day manifest allxEris

[irithiadourden]

People: being angry and fighting over canon, headcanons, ships...

Me: More food? Yes. Neslin? Come here. Luzriel? Oh yeah. Elucien? Cute, give me two. RHYSTA? I didn't knew I liked that one, I'll take a dozen. And please my usual (a pile of Azris and Tamris). YOU HAVE A NEW FLAVOR!? I want that too. And what is that? Cassris AND Lucnes? Omg

[thrumugnyr]

Cassian and Eris for @erisweek2023 Day 7: Free Day

I can't be the only one who thought they had this vibe together every time they shared a scene in Silver Flames? No?

Single pictures under the cut:

[buffy-vanserra]

Hello I keep seeing u in my Tamris art reblogs lately but never heard your take on them. So yeah. Tamris thots?

Bonus: Cassris? :^)

hi hello yes big fan of the tamris art. I fear it is a great oversight on my part that I have not done much yapping about them. I talked about them here but lemme also talk about tamrissian as a polycule after I have a casris moment

Eris x Cassian

these two have all the makings of a classic opposites attract, enemies to lovers pairing. Cassian is a rugged warrior with a noble heart; Eris is a polished noble with an underlying ruthlessness neither of them really See the other in full so far in canon. Eris in acosf assumes Cassian is not very smart, and Cassian assumes Eris is cowardly. so imo this is a pairing that would start out primarily based on physical attraction it is canon that Cassian is so incredibly down bad to fuck a Vanserra like that is just a fact. he thinks of Eris as "pretty". I think Eris finds Cassian grating but then his physicality is unreal. he's so. huge and strong and hot and deadly. Lord of Bloodshed, etc. I also find Casris to be very lamen coded for those who have read capri. Cassian who is a straightforward thinker but excellent strategist (and who towers over others). Eris who is cunning and wears a cruel mask. (also that scene when Damen lifts the window grate and Laurent is just. staring…that is exactly how I picture Eris @ big hulking muscled mass of a male Cassian). I love Eris who is silver-tongued and suave but is also fairly rizzless. Eris who puts on charm as an affectation, but is not naturally charming. most fae, perhaps with the exception of his soldiers, don’t really like being around him all that much iykwim. But Cassian? He’s highly emotionally intelligent (idc about sjm’s canon sorry this is #mytruth) and able to naturally and authentically form the kinds of connections with others that Eris has to scheme his way into. and Eris deeply resents this he resents that this brute of a male who does not play the political game is somehow able to form these connections so well (high fae prince that he is, Eris doesn’t realize how much of this for Cassian was learned out of necessity as a lowborn Illyrian bastard) . that Cassian is able to maintain an inherent “goodness” that was never an option for Eris. that Cassian, who serves Rhysand, might judge him but they are both warriors, both generals with very different but equally effective approaches. both are loyal to their men and inspire loyalty in return and their wounds are similar, if inverted. for so long Cassian had nothing but the family he found and fights to protect; Eris has everything but his family yet everything he does is in service of them. their relationships with their mothers (Eris would understand implicitly Cassian’s slaughter of that village). Cassian has a complex about being a bastard; Eris has kept the secrets of Lucien’s paternity for centuries (in my mind). Eris struggles with the burden and expectation of being heir; Cassian has supported Rhysand through his own struggles with this for centuries would they make it long-term? honestly idk I tend to view the pair of them alone as ultimately unsustainable because of the inherent disconnect in their worldviews (poly is a different story), but I think there’s a lot to suggest they could balance and come to understand each other, or at least become irreparably entangled in each other’s lives

Eris x Cassian x Tamlin

I just think that Cassian and Tamlin would get along very well if given the chance!! they are both very much golden boy, leading with their heart types that are never bloodthirsty but can be ruthless in the defense of those they love. I think Eris would particularly enjoy watching them spar idk maybe it starts post-acosf when Eris and Cassian continue to meet in Tamlin’s court and Tamlin continues to notice because hey what the hell man. he attacks, they fight, and one thing leads to another and...oh. because I see all three of these characters conflating violence and lust I don’t think the overall dynamic changes too much by throwing Tamlin into the mix tbh but Tamlin, whose noble but jaded worldview philosophically sits somewhere between Cassian's idealism and Eris's pragmatism, could be a good bridge between Cassian and Eris

[winterinvelaris]

eris needs the cassian treatment send tweet

[msshadowqueen]

Do Cassian x Eris moodboard while you're at it

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[sharksscripting]

ERIS WEEK 2024 | AU’s

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Cassian and Eris have had a rivalry since the ginger-headed male joined the professional wrestling industry.

So, when Eris challenges the other faerie to a fight for his title—Prythian’s Wrestling Champion—which he’s had for years now, Cassian doesn’t refuse.

OR

Eris was encouraged to join the professional wrestling industry to help take a jab at his father, and to have a job he can do with his lover.

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WC: 1k | Fight and Sexual content | Casris

Wattpad: https://www.wattpad.com/1442857742-𝐀𝐔-𝐄𝐫𝐢𝐬-𝐕𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐚-𝐱-𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐚𝐧-𝐄𝐫𝐢𝐬-𝐖𝐞𝐞𝐤-𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒

Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/58925959

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“Remember our bet.” The gruff voice says before walking out, Eris unable to reply from the quick exit, to his introduction music—the melody was a mix of ominousness and metal, it left the audience in a state of excitement and suspense—speak of, the crowd was screaming and waving around colorful pieces of paper with Cassian’s name written in a dark, black ink on them.

One particular sign rambling on about how good his body was when he stripped off his shirt mid-fight. Eris had to agree with that sign, unfortunately; the two have been dating since before the Autumn faerie even signed up for professional wrestling… it was a way for him to silently rebel against his father.

By the time the Illyrian’s theme song ends, he’s in the ring talking about Eris; how his wrestling persona is flawed, weak, pathetic.

“And that’s why-“ Cassian’s speech is cut off, the mic with a wire now slashed in half—his head snaps to the entrance of the stadium where Eris now stands—eyes narrowing at the red-head.

The crackle of fire plays throughout the field, Eris’ entrance music was more elegant, but louder. It was attention drawing.

Without any other word, no mic time from Eris, he makes his way into the ring before tugging himself in it, standing up and motioning for Cassian to come closer.

A loud ring is heard, indicating the match beginning.

Within a second Cassian throws a punch, Eris guards with a small step back before swinging a strong, right hook to the other’s face; It lands.

His head snaps to the side, the Illyrian males face hardening from the stinging of Eris’ face.

“You little-“ Cassian whispers, the camera’s zooming in on his face so that the crowd can read his lips, he pulls back his arm again. “Brat.” He says before jabbing the male with his knuckles, hitting Eris’ ribs.

Eris winces before backhanding the other, the other side of his palm striking the males face.

Cassian stumbles back before grinning and continuing to move back, throwing his spinal area towards the ropes to propel himself forward—making sure not to hit his wings—before spearing the male; Eris fails to dodge.

When the larger male pins him down, hands on his thighs and pushing him flat on his back—Eris attempts to kick out, barely doing it in time to get the ref to stop counting, but he manages.

He then pants before looking to his opponent with a small smirk, “Try harder.” Eris says before standing back up and grabbing the males head, his fingers weaving through his dark, brown locks before tugging his head back—his free hand moving forward in a quick wallop.

“I will.” Cassian growls out, when Eris pulls back his hand for another hit, the other catches it—a smirk forming upon his own face.

The Illyrian stands, both now on their feet—Eris was forced to let go of the other, but his wrist was still caught in the other’s hand.

Cassian swings his hand again, hitting the others arm that he has caught—Eris glares before tackling the man, knocking him onto his back.

The Illyrian yelps, his wings flaring out from the sudden movement, though he quickly regretted it because it left his most vulnerable spot left open.

Eris quickly world, reaching under the man’s thigh and pinning him down to the ring’s floor. The ref slides down beside the two, hitting his hand down…

One…

Two…

Cassian looks down at his boyfriend before flashing him warning look, Eris pays no mind.

Three!

The bell rings and Eris stands back up, his breaths short and heavy, the ref grabs where the Night Court faeries hand was mere seconds ago and tugs it up into the air, announcing, “Winner!” He shouts.

The people in the audience stand up, cheering for the Vanserra male; many of Cassian’s loyal followers leaving the stadium from his quick loss.

The ref then grabs the title belt from one of the other employees, handing it to Eris who holds it into the air with his free hand. He then smirks down at his opponent, his boyfriend.

—

By the time the two males make it back stage, Cassian was fuming.

“That wasn’t part of the script!” He glares at the ginger-headed male.

“I brought up our bet to the higher ups,” Eris says, when his lovers face fades into an expression of horror, he quickly clarifies, “Not all of it, brute!” He glares.

“Oh.” He sighs out in relief before his hand grasps Eris’ side,” I was worried-“

“You should be.” The Autumn faerie replies with a small grin, “You’ve no idea what I have in store.” His own hand moves over the Illyrian’s one on his pelvic bone.

A shiver runs down Cassian’s spine, but he attempts to keep up his angry facade.

“Home.” Eris hums before grabbing his lovers hand, winnowing the two of them home.

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The two are instantly back in their shared home, a sky-high penthouse with multiple balconies to accompany for Cassian’s wings.

“What do you want to do?” The Illyrian asks slowly, finally accepting that he had… lost their bet; he then strips off his sweaty clothes before plopping himself onto the large, king-sized bed.

“Ropes… some other things… some special things.” Eris shrugs before removing his own clothes. “On your knees.” He hums while reaching down and grabbing a rope from their toy box.

The Illyrian moves to this knees on the bed, eagerly looking at his lover when he bends over. “Eris.” Cassian whines.

“You were the one who made the bet.” He reminds coldly before moving in front of the male, slowly wrapping the rope around where Cassian’s thigh connects to his torso—wrapping it tightly around both before moving to tie it in a harness like structure.

“That-“ Eris’ hand brushes over his tip, he smirks. “Doesn’t count.” He whimpers.

“Hands.” He says firmly, Cassian then moves his hands forward, in front of his chest, and Eris binds the black rope around his wrists. “On your stomach.” The Autumn male commands.

Cassian obeys immediately, wings spread out on the bed as he moves to his stomach, his muscles flexing when he tries to move; this action causes a swat upon his rear.

“Behave.” Eris says warningly.

Cassian whines, moving his body back so his naked form is against Eris’ own.

“Make me.”

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[shallyne]

But did we think about Cassris yet?