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Cass… *tries to catch breath* … Cassian!
The Lord of Bloodshed
Art: artworks_by_rokii
Ceremonial Duties (Eris Vanserra x Reader)
Summary// Annona is the celebration of Autumn and the harvest, reaping the benefits of Spring’s blessings while also giving back to the Mother and nature in hopes of another successful year. You had attended these parties before, enjoying the wildness and energy that was created but never going too deep into the rituals. However, as the new High Lord of Autumn’s mate, certain ceremonial duties were now yours to perform.
(The first of probably many fics of Predator!Eris is here. With tonight being the first day of fall, I only felt it right to write about him much like how Calanmai affected Tamlin. This will be rough, dirty, and primal. Annona is the roman goddess of the harvest and her name sounded perfect for this! I wrote this in like two hours and I hope you guys like it cause I don't know how I feel about it lol, I hope I did him justice)
WARNINGS: 18+, primal play, rough sex, dirty talk, bondage, marking, biting, bruising, hair pulling, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, spanking
You hadn’t seen your mate since this morning, the two of you having to be separated to follow the old customs down to the letter. It was Annona, the celebration of the coming of Autumn and blessings of the harvest, and you had no idea just how much went into the ceremony side of things.
Eris had ruled this court for the last year and thrown out most of the old ways. He claimed them to be outdated and unfair but for some reason chose to keep this. You assumed it was to not mess with the old magic that still whispered and flowed throughout the land, knowing that despite everything the Mother and nature would always collect their take in the end.
It was why there were so many priestesses running around like chickens with their heads cut off, fretting over every detail as the sun started to descend in the sky slowly. You were in your shared bedroom while three of them bathed you with special soaps and salts, scrubbing every part of your body until it was practically raw.
They would whisper prayers as they worked diligently, taking great care of you as if you were a newborn babe. You had so many questions about what exactly tonight entailed if this much work went into it but you didn’t want to disrupt their rhythm.
Last night Eris had tried to give you as much knowledge as he could, recalling what his mother went through during this time of year. He compared it to the night of Calanmai in the Spring Court, where the High Lord would change inexplicably to give magic back to the Earth and spread it throughout the land to encourage bountiful harvest and feed the magic.
He had pulled you close to his chest and whispered to you how the Maiden, which is either the mate of the High Lord or, if unmated, a random fae, would be presented to the entire court surrounded by fire and in a ceremonial gown. Eris recalled how he watched as his father stepped through a grove of trees and when a horn sounded out, the fire would go out and he would chase his mother through the trees and deeper into the forest.
You had turned to look up at him as he looked up, taking a deep breath before explaining that when the Maiden was finally caught, the fires around the ceremony would light up once more and that is when everyone else could join in on the fun. Some would have their own chases, others would drink, but it was a night where most every fae gave into their primal instincts.
One of the priestesses tapped your shoulder and you blinked a few times to bring yourself back to the present, stepping out of the tub gingerly as they dried your body and hair. They led you back into the bedroom where you saw your dress, laying neatly out for you to adorn.
“Wow…” You whispered while running your hands down the seams. It was a deep shade of red, darker than blood, and had two clasps of emerald branches between the bottom of your breasts and the top of your stomach. The gown left very little to the imagination as the top barely covered your boobs, as well as leaving your sides exposed and two long slits on either side of your legs.
“Is this the one the Maiden always wears?” You ask one of the girls, still mesmerized by the fabric as she shook her head.
“No, it is made each year anew as they tend to get torn or shredded after the night's events.” She explained smoothly as your cheeks heated up at the innuendo. “Is it to your liking?”
You nodded enthusiastically, turning to look out the window just as the sun gave out its last rays of light. The fires by the forest were already being lit and you could feel the beat of the music as if it were your own pulse.
But you still couldn’t shake the nerves that had been plaguing you since last night. Eris had told you that he would not be himself and while your sex life was already plenty spicy and exciting, tonight would be a whole new level.
A level you didn’t know if you could handle.
Two of the girls went to fetch their combs and tools while the third one turned you to face her, reaching for the dress before stopping midstep. “Are you alright, my lady?” She asked softly, eyebrows knitted in concern.
“I’ve never done something like this before.” You began, the confession of fear spilling out before you could think. “I do not know what to expect, what to do. I must go before my people and my mate…but what if I do something wrong?”
She smiled and stroked your arm like a mother would do to a frightened child, tilting your face so that you were eye to eye. You had no idea if it was her or whatever magic that priestesses held but a calmness went through you immediately, your shoulders dropping in ease.
“It is natural for you to feel this way, my lady.” She stated while reaching for the dress once more and helping you step in. You noted in the back of your mind that you were given no underwear or bra. “You could not do anything wrong tonight. The Mother fated you as mates and she knows what you can do, what you can give.”
The fabric was silky and cool against your skin, complementing your features wonderfully. The other ladies returned and began to fix your hair and makeup, painting your lips as red as your dress and placing a crown around your head that you had never seen before.
Once you were ready, they all stepped back so you could admire yourself in the mirror, shocked at the woman staring back. You looked ethereal, and as the night drew closer, you could feel that magic starting to buzz underneath your skin.
The priestess from before raised her head in pride as she watched you start to take the first steps into your role for the night, whispering a blessing and prayer before stepping behind you to fix your crown.
You watched her in the mirror and smiled when she grasped your shoulder. “Follow your instincts, High Lady.”
#Best line in the entire MCU
“Oh, I do love the West Side Highway. God, what, do I talk about all these things publicly, why?”
Happy Birthday Sebastian Stan! (August 13, 1982)
Tumblr Code.
If I ever see any of you in public, the code is “I like your shoelaces”
that way we know we’re from tumblr without revealing anything
I’m just going to say this to strangers until i find a tumblr person
must keep reblogering!! Im going to be so suspicious if any one tells me this now!
Remember the answer is: I stole them from the president.
always reblog tumblr identification
This is an absolute tumblr relic. I feel like an archaeologist right now. This is incredible that this is on my dash.
date of origin: 2nd of july, 2012.
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