Do not interact with me if you are racist, sexist and homophobic. 23. She/Her. Other blogs are @verperina and @mermaidsandrainbows
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KALTAIN ROMPIER, Devourer of Worlds
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She had once believed that she’d been born to be queen. She had since learned that she’d been born to be a wolf.
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Kaltain flowed into the room, spreading her arms wide, and became shadowfire, became freedom and triumph, became a promise hissed in a dungeon beneath a glass castle:
Punish them all.
THE FOLK OF THE AIR ♔ HOLLY BLACK
❝ In my most wretched hours, I believe you will never come back. Why would you, save for your ambition? You have always known exactly what I am and seen all my failings, all my weaknesses and scars. I flattered myself that at moments you had feelings for me other than contempt, but even were that true, they would make but a thin gruel beside the feast of your other, greater desires. And yet my heart is buried with you in the strange soil of the mortal world, as it was drowned with you in the cold waters of the undersea. It was yours before I could ever admit it, and yours it shall ever remain.❞
«My father and mother, despite being mates, were wrong for each other. My father was cold and calculating, and could be vicious, as he had been trained to be since birth. My mother was soft and fiery and beloved by everyone she met. She hated him after a time — but never stopped being grateful that he had saved her wings, that he allowed her to fly whenever and wherever she wished»
books&gifsets: A Court of Mist and Fury
Feyre survived Amarantha’s clutches to return to the Spring Court–but at a steep cost. Though she now has the powers of the High Fae, her heart remains human, and it can’t forget the terrible deeds she performed to save Tamlin’s people. Nor has Feyre forgotten her bargain with Rhysand, High Lord of the feared Night Court. As Feyre navigates its dark web of politics, passion, and dazzling power, a greater evil looms–and she might be key to stopping it. But only if she can harness her harrowing gifts, heal her fractured soul, and decide how she wishes to shape her future–and the future of a world cleaved in two
ya lit meme: eight otps [2/8] Feyre and Rhysand
If you were going to die, I was going to die with you. I couldn’t stop thinking it over and over as you screamed, as I tried to kill her: you were my mate, my mate, my mate. “But then she snapped your neck.” Tears rolled down his face. “And I felt you die,” he whispered. Tears were sliding down my own cheeks. “And this beautiful, wonderful thing that had come into my life, this gift from the Cauldron … It was gone. In my desperation, I clung to that bond. Not the bargain— the bargain was nothing, the bargain was like a cobweb. But I grabbed that bond between us and I tugged, I willed you to hold on, to stay with me, because if we could get free … If we could get free, then all seven of us were there. We could bring you back. And I didn’t care if I had to slice into all of their minds to do it. I’d make them save you.”
Elain, who Nesta would have killed and whored and stolen for. Elain, who had been gentle and sweet.
My cry hadn't finished sounding before Elain's head went under.
“Elain had always been gentle and sweet—and I had considered it a different sort of strength. A better strength. To look at the hardness of the world and choose, over and over, to love, to be kind. She had been always so full of light.
Perhaps that was why she now kept all the curtains open. To fill the void that existed where all of that light had once been.
And now nothing remained.”
elain archeron appreciation week: day 3, favorite trait
seer
“i can see so very far now. all the way to the sea.”
“i can hear the sea. even at night. even in my dreams. the crashing sea— and the screams of a bird made of fire.”
"i can never see him. what he is. there is an onyx box he possesses, more vital than anything... save for them. the girls."
@faenet event: kingdom of ash
equal, match, mirror → manon & dorian
❝ Anger flickered across her face, her shoulders tensing.
Then it faded and was replaced by something he had seen only earlier today— that queen’s face. Steady and wise, edged with sorrow and bright with clarity. Her eyes dipped to the bedroll, then to meet his own. “And if I asked you to stay?”
The question also took him by surprise. He carefully thought through his answer. “I’d need a very convincing reason, I suppose.”
Her fingers went to the buckles and buttons of her leathers, and began to loosen them. “Because I don’t want you to go,” was all she said. ❞
@faenet event: kingdom of ash
until the darkness claims us → manon & dorian
❝ Manon did not back away as he slid his arms around her. “I am sorry,” he said into her hair.
Tentatively, slowly, her hands drifted across his back. Then settled, embracing him. “I miss them,” she whispered, shuddering.
Dorian only held her tighter, and let Manon lean on him for as long as she needed, Abraxos staring toward that blasted bit of earth on the plain, toward the mate who would never return, while the city below celebrated.❞
Costume appreciation series: The Craft (1996) dir Andrew Fleming
Costume Design by Deborah Everton
She took something - something precious... ...She ripped it out with her teeth.
I don’t care if you curse or steal, but don’t ever lie to me.
The Handmaiden (2016) dir. Park Chan-wook
original stories & characters [1/?]: the wilcox family
❝ Be wary of those who can speak to the dead. You never know for sure how many people are in the room.❞