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“What if Cordelia has changed her mind, and says she will not have a minx like you?”

“She would never!” Lucie was outraged.

“No,” Will agreed. “She would not. As far as I am concerned, you shall perform the ceremony as soon as you please. All I want is for you and Cordelia to live a long and happy life, and never be parted.”

It's kind of fucked up how religious men view women as temptation. As something to be avoided in the same way that partaking too much in alcohol is to be avoided. Women aren't people, they're something put here to test the morality of men and bait them into evil. Men fully believe that the apple Eve ate was passed down in each woman's stomach, and their job, as men, is to correct Adam's mistake by not taking a bite of the apple that's being "offered" to them.

"In Edwardian London fiends stalk the night. A dark heritage demands its price. A dangerous love tears souls apart, And a Hero takes up her sword."

well written badass heroines and incredibly attractive complex villains/anti-heroes that slowly go from enemies to friends to in love are my aesthetic tbh

Im literally crying

Asterin didn’t know a thing or two about death.

She heard murmurs about meeting the gods - she don’t believe in them, however, so she’s crossing that one off. In a few reverent whispers, she heard darkness and nothingness; death is an ocean of oblivion and it swallows you whole and deep. She thinks that one was more plausible so as light bursted through her veins, Asterin smiled one last time at Manon before succumbing to the beckoning arms of death.

All at once, she became everything and nothing.

The darkness, however, did not come.

She was plunging, instead; like a displaced entity in the vast universe, ripping through fabrics of whatever it is that makes up this damned world.

She was falling, falling, falling - through time, worlds, dimensions, everything. It made her feel cosmic, celestial but baffled.

Was this supposed to be death? She didn’t know. Does death means falling eternally?

That question was answered a few moments later when she was sprawled awkwardly in a grassy clearing.

It didn’t hurt - the landing. One blink and she was there, laid face-first and awkward but unharmed nonetheless.

“You’re back?”

Someone whispered reverently. It was a familiar voice that reverbrated through her; a deep, baritone that reminded her calm thunderstorms.

Looking up, Asterin believed for sure that she was dead. The hunter - her hunter, with his wild hair and bright eyes were staring at her with that same reverence that was solely for her.

There was a sob that clawed out of Asterin’s throat and for once, there was those warm arms holding her again through the tears.

There’s nothing in life quite like autumn. Misty mornings and rainy afternoons. The crisp cool feeling that hangs in the air. A sense of warmth that comes from within. It’s nothing less than magical, really.

I love how half of the TDA fandom is literally avoiding to acknowledge that KIERAN AND CRISTINA ARE CLEARLY DEVELOPING FEELINGS FOR EACH OTHER

It’s so funny how once the impending doom of exams are over your stress neuron’s are still fried and waiting for new activities. Its giving primal instincts or maybe I’m still in biology mode

Did anyone else swoon over Jesse in this scene 😍