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Omg, same!!! Somehow Emilia feels completely powerless in the beginning, and then instantly completely open to everything. Like if she just got Mary Sue'd, but for funny times

I'm around half way in Kingdom of the cursed and I just... nothing will beat the folk of the air series when it comes to lust and holding power against someone like Jude and Cardan. and I'm not sure if it has to do with the fact that they had a tit for tat that slowly escalated in to the "your gonna have to beg for it" energy because chapter 17 of the Kingdom of the cursed is kinda giving me the wrong vibes...

and when I paused the first thing that came to mind was if I read ch15 of TWK(I am fully aware of my obsession) without context will I have the same icky feeling? is it Emilia lacking power or her lack of participation in this game of provocation that I dislike

zlibrary gone... FUCK TIKTOK FUCK BOOKTOK I hope that app burns in hell

Art of Yayu 雅宇  

What horny are you?

Do you think about her so often, it's disgusting? Or hate every inch of him but still wanna blow him? Or See her in a dress that clung to her body like a second skin and wonder 'why did the universe hate you'? Or hate him because you hate what the sight of him does to you? Or was there a wildness in you, of hope and terror, when he said his mother cannot see you?

𝔚𝔢𝔩𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔱𝔥𝔢 ℜ𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔩!

Here, you’ll find a compilation of all the works submitted for Jurdan Smut Week 2020. This list will be updated at the end of each day. 

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Enjoy the revel! 💃🏻🔥

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you see, you must bite your gods. don't get yourself a god you can't bite. maybe some that you shouldn't, yes, but otherwise you ought to have gods you can bite. and bite.

and then you must know what you're biting them for and what you expect.

some gods you bite and they'll bite you back, which is good. some gods you bite and it'll sharpen your teeth, and that is good as well. some gods you bite and you'll devour them instead and that is good, as well, again.

some gods you bite and it's a reward, and some you'll bite as penance, some as communion, some as sex, some as simple curiosity. some you bite and they break your teeth or tame you, and you must ask yourself whether this is what you desire.

but you must bite your gods.

There is this kind of Western narration that pisses me off, major time.

The Russian-angle narration.

I listen to some US news in the morning, and what do I hear?

There is a win for Ukraine? Yes. Is it because Ukrainian Army kicks ass? NO. It's because Russian Army is old and badly organised.

A village gets recovered by UA? Yes.

Do we get even a sentence that's NOT related to Russians? NO.

What we DO get? "Put yourself into the shoes of these Russian soldiers, poorly armed, abandoned by the command, running away..."

NO.

There is no fucking way I'm putting myself into some rashist's shoes. I absolutely decline to commiserate, to empathise or to even consider how much their life sucks.

Because you know whose life sucks more? Their victims. The people they klilled, raped, tortured, starved. And yes, maybe someone will shoot one Rusek or another. But it's not like the Ukrainians went to their neighbourhood too look for trouble - the rashists came over to conquer and colonise. It is their fate to get their asses kicked in retaliation.

Why is this narration persistent? Is it because people from the US can only commiserate with an invading army who is on enemy territory, and gets they arses handed to them, but not to someone who is actually DEFENDING THEIR MOTHERLAND?

Is it because all the wars that US of A has waged in the recent memory were fought on someone else's land? And never touched the continental states? Is it why you are unable to form a meaningful empathic connection to a civilian population whose lives have been upended so completely - because this never happened to anyone you know, or to any place that's close enough to home, for you to understand what it means to be INVADED, instead of being the INVADER?

- Beau Taplin

cardan in tcp, randomly dancing with jude, avoiding her question as to what he wanted and avoiding insulting her with a fake excuse, lowers his hand on her hip, then (obviously) trying to get jude to say she hates him: “you really hate me, don’t you?” ends up leaving after judes response because buddy almost lost self control there (when you read the cardan in twk you’ll understand). let us not forget later that night he was watching her because just after his family was murdered (yikes), he found jude where she was hiding, telling her it’s not safe for her in that current situation. SOMEONE couldn’t get their mind off her especially after what she had said.

cardan in twk when jude says she hates him, showing signs of his kink: takes judes chin in his fingers, tilting her face to his. “say it again” his voice is l o w

cardan another time in twk, when him and jude are getting it ON: TELL ME AGAIN WHAT YOU SAID AT THE REVEL THAT YOU HATE ME TELL ME THAT YOU HATE ME (she does) he proceeds to kiss her harder (she says it again) he makes a harsh, l o w sound. takes off from there

this is just cause i love how longggg cardan has been wanting her, unable to control it and other great shit like damnnn fucking favs

Jude and Cardan at the coronation. I recently finished The folk of the air and I am IN LOVEEE. It was sooo good! Jude and Cardan are my idiot babies

DELICIOUS OR IMPRESSIVE? DELICIOUS IS IMPRESSIVE.

the bear / james baldwin / barry jenkins / sam sifton / joan tierney / ella risbridger / joyce carol oates / cesar chavez / ruby tandoh / aimee nezhukumatathil / jenny slate / sue zhao / ron padgett / christopher citro / crystal wilkinson / joy harjo

A Cherry Orchard by the House… by Oleksandr Ivakhnenko, 1982

Morpheus and his long, black coat

+bonus: 

today is my birthday! i’m 33 today and i have done an ungodly amount of stupid shit in my life that honestly probably should have gotten me killed. so here are 33 hard-won things i’ve learned that i wish someone had told me sooner.

whenever you buy an object, you are going to own that object for your entire life unless you make the conscious decision to throw it away or give it a new home. maybe other people don’t struggle with this as much as i do, but i’ve grown to become a little exhausted by finding a thing and realizing i don’t want it anymore, but i don’t have the energy or motivation to do anything with it. signed, a woman with a packed 10x10 storage unit who is now extremely hesitant to buy new things.

food, and by that i mean good food (and by that i don’t necessarily mean healthy food, but food of good quality that you love), is necessary to live, and buying it, preparing it, and eating it is not a chore. the sooner you accept this and make food a priority in your life, the healthier you’ll be. 

speaking of food, not everything you buy should be the cheapest version of it. personally i’ve found it’s always worth it to splurge on good olive oil, butter, and canned tomatoes. for years i thought i was an awful cook because i was cooking with cheap, disgusting olive oil that made my food taste like shit.

speaking of food part 2, i can’t BELIEVE how long this took me to figure out, but mise en place is the real real. get your shit out and organized and prepped *before* you start cooking, even if it makes things take longer. and yes, it is always worth it to do the dishes as you go, which pisses me off.

when i was teaching myself how to cook and feeling daunted about it, the best advice i ever got was to aim to learn 15 recipes and then put them in rotation.

this is the most horrific and awful truth i have forced myself to accept: there may come a day you can no longer digest your favorite foods, and you will either have to stop eating them, or remain very close to a toilet. i’m sorry.

other people are always going to misperceive you and misunderstand you, sometimes willfully. other people’s opinions of you don’t actually have anything to do with you. they’re not your business, and you don’t have to worry about it or change yourself.

when innocuous or neutral things make you irrationally angry or upset, step back, realize you’re having a big reaction, and then when you’re ready, pay very close attention to the thing that upset you, because you’re about to learn something important about yourself.

a pill sorter can save your life. i don’t know how i managed my meds without one.

sometimes college is about learning stuff, and not about becoming something.

no matter how many perfectionist tendencies you have, it’s worth it to remind yourself that no matter how much of a mess you actually are, you deserve to be loved.

if you’re always forgetting to do important but tedious things, set an alarm and set aside one hour of each week, not to do the important tedious things, but to assess what needs to be done, and *schedule* the important tedious things for the following week. this literally changed my life.

during that hour, make a meal plan too. the point of doing this is condense the time in which you’re making decisions (what to do, what to eat, etc) so you don’t have to burden yourself with them throughout the week. decision fatigue is real. any way you can alleviate that is a good thing.

learn the difference between aggressive, passive, passive-aggressive, and assertive behavior. recognize when you’re being one of the first three, re-assess and aim for being assertive, even if it’s hard.

you can tell you’ve processed trauma, not when the traumatic thing stops upsetting you to think about, but when the traumatic thing takes up the same size in your brain as all your other memories.

if you’re one of those people who never seems to finish projects or follow through with things, there’s a chance you may just grow out of it naturally. until then, follow your interests and don’t feel bad about putting down a hobby to pick up another.

if you love stickers but have sticker anxiety, buy vinyl stickers. you can re-stick them.

there are only a few careers i can think of that you have to commit to early in life because getting the undergraduate credentials is a pain in the ass (teachers, doctors, and engineers, from my research). nearly everything else you can switch to later, which takes a LOT of pressure off having to figure out what you want to do with your life.

people say there’s no money in becoming an artist, writer, musician, etc. actually there’s a ton of money in all of those things, it’s just in the stuff other people want you to make and never what you want to make. it’s still worth it to develop the creative skill and not force yourself into business school because it’s more “practical” or whatever. 

sleep when you’re tired. SLEEP WHEN YOU’RE TIRED. don’t beat yourself up about it, don’t tell yourself you shouldn’t be tired or that you’ve already slept too much, just take a fucking nap. you would never say “hm i’ve already had enough water today, therefore i should not be thirsty” so don’t treat sleep the same way.

when you build a piece of furniture from target or ikea or whatever, the first thing you should do is count all the little screws and things to make sure everything’s there that should be. it sucks to get halfway into putting something together only to find there’s a piece missing and you have to go buy it.

learn to travel by yourself, go out to eat by yourself, see a movie by yourself. in my early 20s i was scared to do these things, but i do them so often now i don’t even think about it. it’s the most fulfilling skill i’ve ever learned.

adding to the above, if you’re a people-pleaser, being alone is especially important, because you’ve probably developed the habit of making the people you’re with more comfortable and happy than yourself, and you’re missing a lot of the beautiful and interesting things around you. when you’re by yourself, you can focus on what *you* want without guilt. 

sometimes you’ll want to break things off with a friend for reasons that are no one’s fault, and you don’t want it to be volatile or make a big thing of it, in which case the goal is to simply fade out of their life. it is okay to let people go.

shame is useless. get rid of it.

no matter how much of yourself you put into your art (or writing, or music, or whatever), when people criticize it, they are not criticizing you. they are having a reaction colored by their own tastes and perspectives. their opinion of your work has nothing to do with you. you don’t have to take everyone’s feedback. in fact you don’t have to take anyone’s feedback. the other side to this coin unfortunately is that compliments don’t have anything to do with you either. it’s good to accept this because it means you’ll stop seeking validation from other people and won’t let anyone else’s perspectives impact your work. anything nice anyone says about your work is merely a bonus to an already good thing.

if you’re an artist of any kind, take one day a year to look up opportunities like grants, funding, residencies, workshops, whatever. put the due dates of all of them on a calendar for the year following and get into the habit of applying for stuff. getting rejected sucks, application fees suck, but in all the years i’ve been doing this, it has always, always been worth it. these things give you a chance not only to help fund and support what you’re passionate about, but they force you to take your own work seriously, and that is something that’s absolutely necessary in order to be successful.

you must become your own greatest advocate. in all respects–in health, in love, in happiness, in freedom, you must. no one will ever fight as hard for you as you will. this in turn will give you the strength and motivation to help others fight for themselves too. the only way the world will ever get better is if every person on this planet learns to see themselves as equals to everyone around them.

brag about yourself as often as you can. for one, people develop their perceptions of you based on how you treat yourself and speak about yourself. but for two, it’s the fastest way to figure out which people to keep in your life, because they’re the ones who are going “oh hell yeah, you’re awesome.” 

be the person other people want to brag to.

at some point in your life, someone is going to hurt you, and it’s going to be willful and intentional. it is not worth it to waste brain space figuring out why they did it or why you think you deserved it. all you have to do is let yourself feel that pain, acknowledge it, and try to move on.

no matter how bad off you think you are, recovery is possible. the first and hardest step is to learn you’re worth the time and effort it takes to recover from the awful things that have happened to you.

developing an expertise does not mean you’re getting objectively better at something. becoming an expert is only the process of seeing your mistakes and having the patience to sit in the discomfort of not knowing how to fix them.    

Jude Duarte Aesthetic

that sequence was so delish

You promised.

Wow, such beauty!!!

The tail, the dagger, holding each other at waist!!!

Cardan and Jude - The Cruel Prince

Artist: @/moon_rabbit__

Lady Gaga - Alice

My name isn't Alice

But I keep looking

I keep looking for the Wonderland

reblog w the song lyrics in your head NOW. either stuck in yr head or what yr listening to

Love the edit. The most delicious part of the novel is quoted.

that’s what makes you my favorite

Crashing | Jurdan Fake Hating One Shot

Written for: @poeticbrownmermaid​ for my 1k celebration!

Massive thank you to: @clockworkgraystairs​ and @sweetlyvillainous​ for beta reading this and holding my hand before I posted 🥺❤️

Summary: You’ve heard of fake dating. Get ready for fake hating. It’s all very romantic.

Rating: M/E for explicit language and a short, soft focus smut scene (a steam scene, if you will). The sexy parts start and stop after the ☽☽ in case you want to skip.

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“You taste—” I’m cut off by my own giggle, which rises to my lips like my mouth is a glass and my laugh is the Champagne they’re serving at this dumb party. “You taste like bubblegum.”

Cardan looks at me funny, then snorts. “What?”

His eyes are beguiling when they’re amused. Even more beguiling when they’re amused and looking at me. They are dark intoxication. They compete against the night sky for vastness. I could swallow them whole.

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Me again 😁

How does aging in Fey Lands works?

Twins doesnt look kids amymore, similarly Vivi and Cardan. Does their look changes till some age and then stops? (I somehow imagined Madoc to look like middle age, but it could be just my not so focused reading.)

If I am correct, Jude and Taryn should live long if they are ij Fey Land?

Thanks 😊

hello again, nonnie!

the way i've always interpreted it is that any child raised in Faerie, no matter if they are human or fae, ages until "maturity", after which the aging process stops. for most humans, mental/physical maturity would peak at age 25. i'm not sure about those stats when it comes to the fae, but i assume it would be somewhere around there. the difference is, however, the fae don't have to be raised in Faerie to stop aging.

for a human who is brought to Faerie after they've already surpassed maturity, i assume they just stop aging at whatever age they are when they enter, and stay that age until they return to the mortal lands.

on twitter, Holly has confirmed that Jude and Taryn should indeed remain youthful for a very long time, so long as they remain in Elfhame. in the books, the same thing was mentioned, but with the added tidbit of "as soon as they step foot back in the mortal world, all the years will catch up to them immediately". this was all told according to conjecture, however.

and because there have not been many cases of humans remaining in Elfhame for extended periods of time before returning to the mortal world to compare, we shouldn't jump to believe the rumours floating around what we know to be a land full of prejudices against mortals.

as for Madoc, we don't really have a reference point for what a 2-decades-old red cap and a 2-centuries-old red cap look like side by side. so i'm not sure we'd be able to percieve how old Madoc looks based on our human beauty standards.

however, i've personally always thought of him as looking a little like Richard Coyle from The Chilling Adventures of Sabrina (but with green skin, of course).

-Em 🖤🗡

Ukraine definitely appreciates all the faith!!!

The neurodivergent urge to do this

nothing brings me more joy than repeatedly doing a bit that my mother dislikes

"Cardan slips his fingers into mine. 'It's hard to work against someone you love.' " —Holly Black, The Queen of Nothing

a “jurdan” love story

loving eachother since the very same time

confessing their love as (for)ever/always

how badly they wanted to be with eachother (when another wasn't there) no matter what

The way they both felt after losing eachother and then reuniting

And the iconic love confessions, of course!

the moral of their story is: nobody does it like them.