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let’s talk about tough, brave, scarred and bitter characters whose voices soften and whose hands move patiently when they interact with someone terrified and hurting

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me: i’m so SICK of clichés! where’s the originality?!

author: they’re enemies but they slowly start to fall for each other

me: *sobbing and shaking* oh my god they’re enemies but they slowly start to fall for each other

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— If the meds were switched, then when I got them mixed up, I… I accidentally switched them back, so… I gave Harlan… — The correct doses, yes. But not accidentally.

KNIVES OUT (2019) dir. Rian Johnson

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Here we have the lovely couple of Cardan Greenbriar and Jude Duarte from the Folk of the Air series by @blackholly 💚🍃 [SPOILER ALERT 🚨] the queen and king of Elfhame just posing. This is one of those enemies to lovers stories that just makes you fall so much for the characters. I recently finished the last book since it’s already in spanish and just hope that we do have that movie adaptation. Also, I went crazy with all the details! It’s so fun to do fantasy clothes, specially Cardan’s. Well! Hope you like it! 🌝

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Noisy Neighbors (54)

It is here at long last! I’ve decided to break these next scenes up into a few chapters, so the snippets I have shared will be spread amongst these following updates. It’s just better for my sanity if I release a few shorter chapters. 

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Aelin Galathynius Spotted In Doranelle Between Concerts.

Rowan sneaking out of bed is what wakes Aelin up the following morning. The woman mutters a protest at the loss of his warmth beside her; she clings to his shoulders to hold him hostage. Rowan’s laughter rumbles in his chest, warm and affectionate. He kisses the top of her head to soothe her, but it isn’t enough to stop her protests.

“I have to get Thea to daycare on time,” he says while trying to pry himself free.

Aelin whines, “Don’t leave.”

Another laugh. Rowan wiggles free of her grip before smoothing back her wild hair; he’s already smiling down at her when Aelin opens her eyes to shoot him a glare. Her boyfriend pecks a kiss to her lips, unafraid of her. “Go back to sleep, baby.”

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I just like to imagine Vaughan stomping through some mountain range, picking up each individual pebble, and yelling sarcastically to the winds “I DUNNO MAEVE, IS LORCAN UNDER THIS ONE?! NOPE! MAYBE THE NEXT ONE YOU COLD BITCH.”

He yells so that Lorcan will run off if he actually gets close.

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a court of thorns and roses (2015) by sarah j. maas

“It’s a rare day indeed when someone thanks you for bringing them to their death.”

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𝓐 𝓒𝓸𝓾𝓻𝓽 𝓸𝓯 𝓢𝓲𝓵𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓕𝓵𝓪𝓶𝓮𝓼 𝓑𝓸𝓸𝓴 𝓒𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓻

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Noisy Neighbors (53)

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Aelin Galathynius Finishes First Leg of Her Wendlyn Tour Dates.

“Fireheart,” Aelin’s mother says, rubbing her temples, “do you have any painkillers? I’ve got the worst headache.”

“Wow.” Aelin doesn’t even look up from her phone, reading the schedule Essar sent her for the week after next. She was quite the jet setter as of late, and it seemed like that wasn’t about to stop any time soon. At least, she had a couple free days with Rowan first. “I didn’t know you hated my music so much, Mom.”

“It’s the strobe lights, dear.” Evalin releases a long-suffering sigh. “Your show last night was lovely, as always.”

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Noisy Neighbors (52)

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Tonight! Aelin Galathynius Live In Varese!

Lorcan is doing push-ups in the green room when Aelin arrives, and for a moment, she’s thrown back into time five years prior, to pre-show band rituals and five testosterone-filled men working out and insulting each other while Aelin cursed her nervous bladder.

“So?” Aelin rests a foot on Lorcan’s back. He grunts, but the pressure doesn’t slow him down. Aelin finds his athletic skill utterly disgusting. “Did you pop the question yet or what?”

“Stop making it sound like I’m proposing! Shit!” Lorcan grunts the words out between breaths. “Why are you acting as if you two haven’t already discussed it during one of your Girls Nights?”

Aelin rolls her eyes at him. “Lor, that reeks of bitterness.” She presses down with her toes a little, just because; Lorcan growls. She asks, “Do you want to come to Girls Night, Lor? Are you feeling left out?”

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I love this! Such a neat idea!! I can’t wait to see where this story goes. 😊💕💕

The City of Rivers (1)

A SJM Crossover feat. TOG, ACOTAR, & CC.

Here it is, at last. I’ve pretty much spent all week daydreaming about this fic instead of working on what I was supposed to. Seeing as how I have no self-control, I’m going ahead and sharing the first chapter. Let me know what you think! I’d love your thoughts!

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The City of Rivers, Chapter One

Rhysand Veritas, Duke of Velaris

The City of Rivers wasn’t all that different from his beautiful Velaris, was the thought Rhys had as he stepped out of the tavern. With its jagged mountains and flowing rivers, one could almost confuse the two cities with one another. Almost.

Doranelle was too green for his liking, something his younger cousin, Morrigan, teased him endlessly over. The rivers here raged in a way that contrasted starkly against the peaceful Sidra River back home. The rivers of Doranelle held in them a viciousness only matched by the queen that ruled over them. May the gods keep someone from ever overhearing Rhys say such a thing aloud.

“You are thinking far too hard for so early in the day!” Cassian slaps a hand roughly between Rhys’s shoulder blades, knocking both the air from his lungs and the melancholy from his head. It was probably for the better; Rhys only just arrived in Doranelle. It was a little early to be getting homesick. He had months ahead of him still.

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Author’s Note: CHAPTER 50? I was in denial the whole time I wrote this chapter that we’ve reached to such a milestone… Boy, did I throw my outline out or what? I don’t know how authors write books capped at like 60k, but I guess this story could qualify for more than one book at this point… What a ride either way!

Oh, and this chapter is 8500+ words. As a treat. So, you know, don’t start it if you’ve got somewhere to be. Thank you all for reading. I’m so thankful for all of your reactions and theories and lovely words. Okay, okay. On with the story.

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Aelin Galathynius’s Camp Declines to Confirm Relationship with Rowan Whitethorn.

As the days go by, the media soon forgets about Aelin’s temper tantrum and meeting with Havilliard Sr. The memory doesn’t fade for Aelin, though, haunting her in the back of her mind. The paperwork Dorian’s father promised her has yet to arrive, and Aelin doesn’t know whether to rejoice about the fact that he finally took the hint or panic because he finally took the hint.

Despite her worries, Aelin manages to have a fantastic couple of weeks by sticking to her promise not to let assholes ruin her good days. Dear Society is doing fantastic, and Aelin finds herself very excited to get out on tour to see her fans. It’s been too long; though, somehow, she also feels that it hasn’t been long enough.

Aelin’s enjoyed being home in Doranelle, and she wouldn’t be disappointed about getting to spend a little bit more time there in her hometown, wasting the days with her family and friends. With Rowan and Thea. Aelin practically lives at their apartment these days, spending bright, happy days with Thea and long, warm nights tangled with Rowan.

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Just had a very stressful chemistry quiz and I could really use a snippet (of anything honestly, I love everything you write) to cheer me up

I hope the quiz went okay! Science is brutal. Um, I don't have much ready for people to see; I’m currently working on NN Ch. 50, but most of it is either in shambles or too spoilery to be seen.

Here’s a little scene I wrote of Rowan and Thea watching Aelin’s performance at the Wendyln Music Awards. It never really turned into anything more. (I think it’s all of 300 words.) So, I never shared it. Enjoy!

Rowan POV, watching the WMAs with Thea.

“Are you ready, Thee?” Rowan asks his daughter as they settle onto the couch to watch Aelin’s performance. His daughter’s excitement escapes her in a squeal, and Rowan laughs at her, tugging her onto his lap to hold her close.

Thea snuggles in, a daddy’s girl to the core. Rowan will never complain about that, and he’ll mourn the day she stops wanting to cuddle him on the couch.

“Is Aelin coming over?” his daughter asks, peering up at him with wide eyes. She’s still messing up the L sound in Aelin, but Thea will figure it out one day. Rowan guesses he’ll be pretty sad then, too. And proud as fuck.

Rowan smiles patiently. “No, Thea. She’s there,” he says, pointing towards the television. “We’re going to watch her sing.”

Her sharp green eyes narrow on the television. “In the TV?”

“Uh, kind of?” Rowan knows he’s butchered the explanation, but he also knows his curious three-year-old. There isn’t enough time between now and Aelin’s time slot to explain the workings of television.

The good news is that Thea seems to buy it, finding the reasoning perfectly acceptable. It’s hit or miss with Rowan’s daughter. Sometimes, she’ll have fifty in-depth follow-up questions; other days, Thea accepts that the sky is blue because it just is.

Rowan knows that explanation was butchered, too. His excuse is that he’s a songwriter and not a scientist—which is good because Rowan barely passed any of his science courses in school.

“Aelin! AELIN!” Thea screams, and Rowan realizes he’s missed the introduction. “Daddy!” The toddler wiggles with excitement in his lap; Rowan can barely contain her. Thea squeals, “Aelin is in the TV!”

“That she is!” Rowan smiles at his daughter’s joy. “Do you hear what she’s singing?”

Thea’s jaw drops when she recognizes the song. She squeals again. Rowan can’t help but laugh at his happy daughter; he can’t help squeezing her close in a hug. It’s the only way to deal with all of the fondness threatening to take him out. Rowan loves the shit out of the little girl. She’s the best thing that ever happened to him.

Watch Aelin Galathynius Live at the Wendlyn Music Awards!

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“What could I become if I stopped worrying about death, about pain, about anything? If I stopped trying to belong? Instead of being afraid, I could become something to fear.”

― The Cruel Prince, Holly Black

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Throne of Glass: Major Character Deaths

“Death doesn’t discriminate between the sinners and the saints. It takes and it takes and it takes.”