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fairyqueensworld · 3 years
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Baby Rhysand
Imagine:
-wings bigger than his body, their tips dragging on the floor, sleepy violet eyes in the the morning while crawling into bed with his mom.
-soft skin and soft wings and soft coos when she strokes the outer edge of his wings.
-a grip so strong that she sometimes has to pry his fingers away one by one, but she's never mad. Those hands will become larger and calloused and a strong grip is a good sign early on.
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fairyqueensworld · 3 years
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does anyone else find it unbelievably adorable that in Queen of Shadows through Kingdom of Ash Rowan is just completely incapable of staying away from Aelin? like it is literally is so cute to me. 
for example, they’ll be sitting at a table, and Rowan’s knee brushes hers, or they are holding hands, or someone is giving a very important speech or debriefing and Rowan just scoots even closer to her. 
like that is the fluffiest thing and honestly Rowan Whitethorn is such an icon for couples everywhere he’s literally so love-sick that it makes me get butterflies.
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fairyqueensworld · 3 years
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I posted my story on Wattpad. If you are on Wattpad, please give it a read🙏🏽📖😊
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HERMIONE GRANGER HARRY POTTER AND THE GOBLET OF FIRE (2005) dir. Mike Newell
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fairyqueensworld · 3 years
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Rowan and Aelin. That Goddamned Metallic Gold Nightgown that Rowan had a thing with. 😉😉
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High Lady of the Night Court
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Credits: @jessdraw.s (instagram)
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STUDIO GHIBLI + LANDSCAPES
Howl’s Moving Castle (2004) Pom Poko (1994) The Wind Rises (2013) Princess Mononoke (1997) Porco Rosso (1992) My Neighbor Totoro (1988) Only Yesterday (1991) The Secret World of Arrietty (2010) Nausicaä of the Valley of the Wind (1984) Tales from Earthsea (2006)
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Feyre × Aelin × Bryce
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fairyqueensworld · 3 years
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Life for a Life
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I live in a town that is not even known on a map, maybe because it's so small or maybe because its so far off from civilization that no one hardly comes here. It's like we are invisible.
Sure we are modern but there is more to us than meets the eyes. No one talks about it, or they are unaware of what happens.
But I remember everything, I wrote it down. I know what happens to us and why no one remembers. It's like one of those horror books, where the dead come back to life. But I do not talk about zombies here. No, I'm actually talking about coming back to life like the event didn't happen.
This happens even on Friday the 13th and then it revives to the next day like nothing happened. Last year we had two Friday the 13th. The First one I was hit by a car and later woke up in my bed. Second time I was cut in half by a chainsaw and again woke up in bed.
In my 24 years of my life I have died so many times that I have lost count. Mainly because it's only recently that I started to recall. What kind of freaking curse is this?
I have done a lot of research about our town but nothing seem out of the ordinary. Or At Least I haven't found anything. What am I missing?
I'm lost in thought that I don't see where I go and bump into an old lady, I apologize and continue to walk but come to a stop when the town clock chimes.
Wait a minute, I look at the clock and I realize that during the events the clock strikes twelve when the people lose their shit and the screams rise. And the clock continues to chime through out the hour and the murder continues. Until we reach Saturday the 14th.
Could it be the clock? It is very old after all. So I make my way to the clock tower. I know a secret way inside, I used to use it with my friends when I was young.
Once inside, a sudden chill runs up my spine. Something doesn't feel right, this has to be it. I look up at the spirit stairs. And so I start to climb, higher and higher I go. And the high I get the more it comes back to me. I have been here before, did I know the answer all along?
Once I'm on the top I'm face to face with the face of the clock. Nothing seems wrong but upon close examination I before I see it, I start hearing the sound of it. I step closer for a better look. And my eyes widen in horror, no no those can't be... It can't.
Hearts.... Thousands of hearts. What does this have to do with the town? Subconsciously my hand reaches for my chest, I stop and frown as I look down. As I pull my shirt down I notice that there is a very faint line.
No no, I ran a few flights down and I tried to listen to my heart. But I don't hear it, no NO NO. I turn to the clock and climb back up, I listen or more like let my heart call to me. And there at the very centre it lies, glowing and I reach for it. But the moment I pulled it out, the rest of my heart, the rest of the hearts dropped to the ground and I started to hear cries. 
As I look out of the window, I see people on the roads and pavements. I look down at my heart, was it I that was keeping them alive? I placed my heart on my chest. Why was I not dead yet? Like an answer to my question my body started to absorb my heart like a sponge. And just like that the curse I once placed on this town was undone.
Five years ago, I watched in horror as a gang of kids brutally beat and murdered my big brother as I was made to watch. The townspeople did nothing to help us, instead they took the side of the murders. It was Friday the 13th that I lost my brother. And so on the coming Friday the 13th, I placed my revenge on the townspeople, one by one. Starting from the kids to the judges.
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They called me a freak, for reading a book that I happened to find as a kid and believe in it. Sadly what they didn't know was that there was a reason for me to believe, because it is by their death that I get my brother back.
I walk to the bed in the corner where he lay, untouched and in sleep. With each sacrifice and each life, my brother healed. And as I waited and watched I started to see color back in his cheeks. And then his first breath. But this doesn’t mean that the horror is over, it's just the beginning.
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Katniss, when you’re in the arena… Remember who the real enemy is.
THE HUNGER GAMES: CATCHING FIRE 2013 | dir. Francis Lawrence
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love’s a witch ❧ october 19, 2003
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The Hunger Games dir. Gary Ross | 2012
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at least it was here [x]
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fairyqueensworld · 3 years
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Made a little something for someone's book😊
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✨💖When you get this, please respond with five things that make you happy! Then, send to the last ten people in your notifications anonymously. You never know who might benefit from spreading positivity✨💖
Coffee
Books
Friends TV show
Coloring
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fairyqueensworld · 3 years
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THIS IS A RHYSAND APPRECIATION POST
We don’t appreciate Rhys enough, and my king deserves more more than he gets 💖
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Feyre & Rhysand acowar reunion scene
By @palesile insta
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