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acourtofquestions · 9 months ago
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"And who, exactly, are you?"
Dorian gave the witch one of those charming smiles and sketched a bow. "Dorian Havilliard, at your service."
"The king," one of the Crochans murmured from near the wyverns.
Dorian winked. "That I am, too."
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cosmicdemon · 1 year ago
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I'm beginning to see a pattern...
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shadowhandss60 · 2 years ago
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Chaol: This is my wife Yrene, she’s a healer.
Dorian: This is my wife Manon Blackbeak-
Chaol: The White Demon?
Dorian: Actually, she’s Queen of the Witches now.
Manon: I’m a reverse healer.
Chaol:
Yrene:
Manon: You know, because I kill people.
Chaol: I-
Yrene: I like her.
Dorian: I know right?
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manicmanuscription · 2 months ago
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Trust Fall
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SJM x Reader Week Day Six @sjmxreaderweek
Prompt: Adventure / Home
Pairing: Manon Blackbeak / Reader
Summary: In a terrifying situation reader is left with no choice but to trust her wife.
Tags: reader jumps off a cliff (not in a sewerslider way) (in a death or death situation) cursing, fluff, not proofread because author is lazy
Word Count: 568
SJM x Reader Week | Acotar Masterlist
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The wind whistled past my ears as I fell from the mountain, well, fell was probably not the best word. Jumped? Stepped? Took a dive? Either way I had gotten the required information, bloodhounds chasing me through the woods until I had no choice but to jump. 
It really was a stupid idea. My heart thumping so fast at the speed and black dots dancing in my vision. I didn’t have any shapeshifting abilities, much less a pair of wings. Gods I was such an idiot, the rush of adrenaline that had made me jump in the first place was nothing compared to the adrenaline pumping through my body right now, consuming me as panic set in. 
The jagged seafloor was rising closer and closer and all I could think about was how much it would hurt to land one of those sharp spikes of rock, I could practically taste the salty sea water and I desperately held onto the hope she would find me before it was too late. 
I squeezed my eyes shut, my impending doom only furthering my panic attack when suddenly, strong talons wrapped around me in a vise-like grip. I was sure the bruises would last a month. After blinking a few times, Manon and Abraxos came into focus, the damned wyvern had the audacity to yelp as if he was laughing at my limp form in his claws. 
I didn’t get a chance to retort when my lovely wife reached over the side of her wyvern and safely pulled me to a sitting position in front of her I made sure to hold onto my satchel lest this all be for nothing. Although the relief I felt lasted only a millisecond when I heard her ice cold tone. 
“Are you insane!?” She bit out angrily. “We had a plan! You were supposed to wait for me at the cliffs-edge not-not jump off of it! What the fuck is wrong with you!” 
People usually mistook my wife’s anger for bitchiness but I knew she was terrified and as Abraxos slowly rose from the sea, further into the clouds a few more seconds and I would’ve faced a horrific end. 
I turned my head in her tense arms to face her, pressing a quick kiss to her lips. They were slightly frozen from the cold of rising altitude but I didn’t care. “I’m sorry. Those damned demon dogs were faster than we thought, if I had stayed any longer I would’ve been torn to ribbons. I trusted you to” 
She didn’t say anything but I could see the gears turning in her hard stare as she looked me up and down. “I promise I won't ever do it again, that was terrifying and I’ll have nightmares for weeks.”
She still needed help softening that ice exterior, her hands turning white as she clenched her fists together. I pressed another kiss to her lips, moving down to her neck. Before peppering them all over her face. 
“You’re ok.” She finally spoke, pressing my back tighter to her front, nuzzling her face in my neck from behind, moonlight strands of hair whipping around in the wind. “You almost weren’t ok.” Her voice broke slightly. 
I reached an arm behind me to hold her head closer, pressing another kiss to the side of her forehead and she practically melted underneath the touch. “I trusted you to catch me.” 
“I'll always catch you.”
"I know."
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jade0716 · 1 year ago
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Manon and Dorian are Mates: A Thesis
Now that we have more info on mates from CC, and with the speculation that the novel after the next acotar is a TOG one, I wanted to make a master post with all the evidence that I compiled that Manon and Dorian are mates. I even added dissenting opinions for the potential ones that could have other explanations because why not be thorough and impartial. AND I highlighted the ones in red that I felt like are absolutely evidence of mateness.
Here's hoping Sarah was dropping hints for a manorian spin off!!
TOG: 
I. Pg. 8 “On his black doublet, an emblazoned gold rendering a wyvern occupied the entirety of the chest. His red cloak fell gracefully around him and his throne”. 
the Adarlan colors being red (and gold) and the symbol being a Wyvern. This may be coincidence since in the beginning SJM was planning a Celeana/Dorian end game but I think SJM chose to make the Crochan capes red to parallel the first time we see Dorian in TOG . Manon then bonding with Abraxos who is a wyvern is the icing on the cake.).
Also keep in mind the Adarlan colors are crimson and gold. The Crochan color is red (crimsons is a shade of red) and manon is canonically known for her gold eyes. She radiates Adarlan’s colors.
Bonus: Dorian’s favorite color is white re Kaltain in TOG and she has white hair and alabaster skin. Not really mate evidence but definitely soulmate evidence.
Dissenting Opinion: The red cape was just a coincidence and red feels like the obvious color for witches given it is the color of blood. And the King of Adarlan/Erawan chose to breed wyverns because it was the symbol of house Havilliard.
QoS:
I. I know that the Valg eyes are why Manon was able to scare the Valg prince away in Dorian and pull him out of the possession. What interests me is:
Pg. 420, Roland was only able to regain control for a second after speaking to Manon before the demon took back over. I’m not going to quote this cause it’s the whole scene but go reread if you want. Dorian is able to beat the demon down and essentially say screw off while talking to Manon. Is it possible Dorian was able to regain control for a longer period of time because of a bond with Manon?
Pg. 463 “step away, get away. The demon prince inside him yanked so hard he took a step. But not away. Toward the white-haired witch”. Are we sure it’s the demon that was yanking him?? Especially since he was yanked towards her instead of away from her even though the demon wanted him away???
her name continued to ring in his head even after the demon took back over:
Pg. 469 “the words soon faded, swallowed up by screaming and blood and the demon’s cold fingers running over his mind. But those eyes lingered- and that name. Manon. Manon”
Pg. 518 “he could not remember a time when the demon had not been there inside of him. And yet- Manon.”
Is this a classic SJM easter egg similar to how we thought the bargain between Rhys and Feyre was the reason for the pull between them? Could she be trying to mislead the reader?
Dissenting Opinion: Manon's valg eyes and his want to be killed is why he remembers her name. He regained control longer because Dorian is stronger willed than Rolland.
II. Pg. 463, Dorian seeing Manon for the first time: “He’d never seen anyone so beautiful”. 
Sarah uses the “most beautiful person ever seen” repeatedly for her mated couples when they first meet. This could be writing style but it seems like a pattern in how she writes her mates meeting. I read ACOTAR and CC before TOG and when I read this line I was like yep they are mates seen this before.
Pg. 188 ACOTAR “standing before me was the most beautiful man I’d ever seen” - Feyre when seeing Rhysand for the first time 
Pg. 536 ACOMAF “you’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. I thought it from the first moment I saw you on Calanmai” Rhys about seeing Feyre the first time
In ACOWAR Lucien about Elain “she was the most beautiful female he had ever seen”.
Pg. 346 HOSAB “Ruhn found himself staring at the most beautiful female he’d ever seen” Ruhn seeing Lidia the first time.
Dissenting Opinion: Manon is canonically one of the most beautiful females in the world, especially because she is a witch designed to attract men.
III. pg. 492 “She stepped closer to the prince’s horse. ‘Dorian’… Sapphire eyes snapped to hers”..he remembered his name when she said it without looking into her Valg eyes. interesting.
IV. pg. 511 “Manon couldn’t tell why that thread kept yanking, why it felt so urgent, but she pushed them hard, all the way to Rifthold”. A thread is pulling her urgently towards Rifthold to save Dorian. Using the terms thread and Manon not knowing why it feels so important is so incredibly mate for shadowing.
Pg. 184 ACOTAR “go, a voice said, tugging at me. Go see.”
Pg. 412 ACOTAR “I was pulled from sleep by something tugging at my middle, a thread deep inside”. A THREAD.
Dissenting Opinion: Sarah does multiple times in TOG reference a tug pulling her main heroines to do things so this could just be the gods/fates pulling the thread.
V. pg. 640 “Dorian didn’t know what awoke him”. Some force awakens Dorian, he then goes out to his balcony and sees Manon outside.
Similar to Feyre being pulled to Rhys, Pg. 412 ACOTAR “I was pulled from sleep by something tugging at my middle, a thread deep inside"
Pg. 640 Manon says “she didn’t know why she’d bothered to go; why she’d been curious”. Manon Blackbeak, maneating witch, for no apparent reason, decides to go check up on a human man. Need I see more?
And again, her name echoes in his head (pg. 641) “through the darkness of his memories, through the pain and despair and terror he tried to forget, a name echoed in his head”. 
EOS:
I. Manon saving Dorian from the yellow legs (duh). She says her “instincts took over her” when she saw someone “taking her kill” ... then proceeds to rescue said kill. 
Pg. 44: “I have no doubt the Yellowlegs will try to claim his head. Stop any one of them who dares take it.”
Pg. 84: “And when Manon had spied that Yellowlegs sentinel perched inside the tower, readying to claim this kill for herself... a century of training and instinct had barreled into Manon. All it had taken was one swipe of Wind-Cleaver as Abraxos flew by, and Iskra's sentinel was dead.” WHAT INSTINCT? THE INSTINCT TO CLAIM YOUR KILL? Cause you actually rescued him afterwards not killed him sweetheart.
Clearly it wasn’t to claim the kill for herself. So what was it? Instinct? Helping the witches? She didn’t know of Dorian’s magic at this time, so how would saving Dorian help the witches? Seems like the instinct was from something else.
Pg. 85: “Some ancient, predatory part of her awoke at the half smile. It sat up, cocking its ears toward him”. Ancient and predatory? Mates.
II. The one million times Dorian protects her even though she starts off on Erawan’s side and he has no reason to be so protective:
Pg. 87: “Manon crashed to her knees. The king was instantly at her side, studying her for a heartbeat before he roared down the stairs, “NO!”” 
Pg. 369: ““No.” The word ripped from Dorian’s lips before he could think. But then it came out, over and over, as the wyvern and rider sailed closer to the ship. The witch was unconscious, her body leaning to the side because she was not awake, because that was blue blood all over her. Don’t shoot; don’t shoot— Dorian was roaring the order as he hurtled for where Fenrys had drawn his longbow, a black-tipped arrow aimed at the witch’s exposed neck. His words were swallowed by the shouting of the sailors and their captain. Dorian’s magic swelled as he unsheathed Damaris— “. This lowkey makes me chuckle like what is he gonna do with Damaris against a bunch of fae warriors lol.
Pg. 395: “Dorian didn’t feel like mentioning that he’d been the one who’d jumped into the water. He’d just … acted, as Manon had acted when she’d saved him in his tower. He owed her nothing less”.
Pg. 438: “Ice danced at Dorian’s fingertips as he slid beside Manon, still chained by the bed” when the bloodhound shows up on the ship.
Pg. 574: "That hunger shifted into something icy and vicious: 'You once asked me where I stand on the line between killing to protect and killing for pleasure'. His fingers grazed the seam of the scar across her abdomen. 'I'll stand on the other side of the line when I find your grandmother". Earlier in EOS Manon asks him why he didn’t make the bloodhound suffer, that there is a line even when it comes to their enemies. Apparently not when someone harms Manon.
III. Dorian’s magic reacting every time she is in danger or threatened:
Pg. 369: “His magic felt it before he did. A sense of awareness, of warning and awakening” when she comes in injured on Abraxos.
Pg. 369: “His words were swallowed by the shouting of the sailors and their captain. Dorian’s magic swelled as he unsheathed Damaris—“
Pg. 396: “Manon’s voice was flat and cold as death. “Tell Aelin Galathynius not to bother using me for negotiations. The Blackbeak Matron will not acknowledge me, either as heir or witch, and all you will get out of it is revealing your precise location.” His magic flickered. “What happened after Rifthold?”
Pg. 438: “Ice danced at Dorian’s fingertips as he slid beside Manon, still chained by the bed” when the bloodhound shows up on the ship.
Pg. 441: “Manon froze entirely. And didn’t particularly care as the Bloodhound lunged for her throat, teeth bared. It was not flame or wind that snapped the Bloodhound’s neck. But invisible hands. The crunch echoed through the room, and Manon whirled on Dorian Havilliard. His sapphire eyes were utterly merciless.”.
Pg. 457 ““If you were me,” Aelin murmured in a tone that had Dorian’s magic rising, ice cooling his fingertips. Aedion’s hand slid to his sword. “If you were me.” His magic flickering when Aelin RAISES HER VOICE at Manon (like come on this is mates shit).
Pg. 498-499: “ "As far as I recall,” Dorian went on with a sly grin, “you two—” The attack happened so fast that Aelin didn’t sense or see it until it was over. One moment, Manon was seated at the edge of the fire, the marshes a dark sprawl behind her. The next, scales and flashing white teeth were snapping for her, erupting from the brush on the bank. And then—stillness and silence as the enormous marsh beast froze in place. Halted by invisible hands—strong ones.” The fact that Dorian was mid sentence, not paying attention, and doesn’t even move a finger to protect her.
Even Aelin comments on it, Pg. 499: “But Dorian’s magic held the beast still, frozen with no ice to be seen. The same power as the one he’d wielded against the Bloodhound. Aelin surveyed him for any tether, any gleaming thread of power, and found none. He hadn’t even lifted a hand to direct it. Interesting.” IT IS INTERESTING AELIN. I also find it interesting that Aelin says the same power he wielded against the bloodhound, which was also to protect Manon. Granted I know Aelin is observing him bc his raw magic is so different from other forms of magic, but I still think it’s interesting that Sarah had Aelin comment on how he didn’t even react or move and his magic protected her.
Dorian about his magic sensing Rowan and Aelin’s bond, pg. 131, “His magic had felt the bond between Aelin and Rowan—the bond that went deeper than blood, than their magic, and he’d assumed it was just that they were mates, and hadn’t announced it to anyone.” Obviously later we find out it was because Aelin and Rowan were mates. So his magic canonically can sense a mating bond.
Also Rowan on Pg. 357 “I wanted to chuck you off a cliff, yet I bit you before I knew what I was doing. I think my body knew, my magic knew." His magic knew when he tasted her they were mates. Similar to how Dorian's magic has been acting? Like it knows something he doesn't?
VI. Pg. 575 “Manon thought the king tasted like the sea, like a winter morning, something so foreign and yet familiar it at last dragged that moan from deep in her.” The so foreign yet so familiar is so mate coded. Especially bc...
in HOF the Wastes are described as having winter mountains and near the western sea
Pg. 71: “To take our host to reclaim the Wastes from the mortal pigs who now dwell there." A fierce, wild thrill pierced Manon's chest, sharp as a knife. Following the Matron's gaze, Manon looked to the horizon, where the mountains were still blanketed with winter.”
Pg. 68: “Manon herself had never set foot in the former Witch Kingdom, had never seen the ruins or the flat, green expanse that stretched to the western sea.”
So it makes sense that the Wastes would smell of winter morning and the sea. They also call the wastes the “Frozen Wastes”, further implying a wintery sent.
VII. Pg. 577 “ Wondered what he’d say if she told him she’d wanted to sink her teeth into his neck and find out what he tasted like”.
Rowan on Pg. 357 “I wanted to chuck you off a cliff, yet I bit you before I knew what I was doing. I think my body knew, my magic knew. And you tasted …” Rowan loosed a jagged breath. “So good…” 
Manon in HOF Pg. 33: “The common, watery taste of the man, laced with violence and fear, coated her tongue, and she spat onto the wooden floorboards.”
Manon in QoS Pg. 463 “I’ve been with plenty of men. You’re all the same. Taste the same”. 
Manon has not shown to be particularly interested or intrigued by the blood of men aside from just to hunt and feed until Dorian. We also have Rowan describing how good Aelin tasted when he bit her and how he thinks "his magic knew". Is her attraction to Dorian’s blood because of this similar mating bond logic?
Dissenting Opinion: She just wants to taste Dorian's blood because she's attracted to him and so his blood is more enticing to her. She does say that the blood of the men at the Ferrian Gap distracts her in HOF, so obviously she sometimes does crave man blood.
KOA:
I. Again, we see Dorian’s magic reacting to her in a way instinctually
Cyrene attacks, pg. 78 “As Manon whirled, Dorian’s magic surged, already lashing at the unforeseen foe”
Pg. 130: “Despite who walked ahead of them, behind them, Manon smiled slightly. He surprised her further by saying,"I've been tunneling into my power since they appeared. One wrong move from them, and I'll blast them into nothing." This is so touch her and you die vibes I love it. This isn’t his magic acting instinctively I just wanted to include as another instance of him being protective of her using his magic.
Pg. 227: “ “I care.” His temper rose to meet hers. And he decided to hell with it—decided to let go of that leash he’d put on himself. Let go of that restraint. “I care about more than I should. I even care about you.” 
Same scene: Pg. 228: “Dorian smiled slightly, and fell asleep once more, letting his magic warm them both. When they awoke, something sharp in his chest had dulled—just a fraction…Where that edge had dulled in his chest, his magic now flowed freer. As if it, too, had been freed from those inner restraints he’d loosened slightly last night. What he’d opened up, revealed to her. A sort of freedom, that letting go."
This is right after he says he’s been trying with Vesta for days to get his eyes to change color and it hasn’t worked but one time with Manon and she warms his heart enough to let his magic go free.
Pg. 143, Dorian goes to Cyrene to learn how she shifts…
“Is that what you do to summon the change: first think of what you want to become?” “With limits. I need a clear image within my mind, or else it will not work at all.”
Followed by Pg. 286 when Dorian is trying to shift… “Who do you wish to be? “Someone worthy of my friends,” he said into the quiet night. “A king worthy of his kingdom.” For a heartbeat, snow-white hair and golden eyes flashed into his mind. “Happy,” he whispered, and wrapped a hand around Damaris’s hilt. Let go of that lingering scrap of terror. The ancient sword warmed in his hand, a friendly and swift heat. It flowed up through his fingers, his wrist. To that place within him where all those truths had dwelled, where it became warmth edged with sharpest pain. And then the world grew… He made to touch his face, but found he had no hands. Only soot-black wings. Only an ebony beak that allowed no words past it. A raven.” In this scene Dorian thinks of Manon, which makes him think of happiness and very similar to the scene where she made his magic flow before, his magic begins to flow through him and he shifts, for the second time due to Manon warming his heart, into not just a bird, but a black beaked bird. I repeat, BLACKBEAK bird. It’s safe to assume this is because he pictured Manon, and as the spider said you have to have the picture in your head when you will the shift for it to happen. The image he had in his mind was Manon. This one I honestly think is crazy and such strong evidence of mateism , especially bc it happened TWICE in this book.
Manon fighting the Matrons, pg. 474 “Dorian’s magic writhed, seeking a way out, to stop this.”
When Maeve glamours as Manon to seduce Erawan, Pg. 639: “icy rage, pure and undiluted tore through Dorian as Manon stood before the Valg king.. Dorian focused upon his breathing, on the stones beneath him, anything to keep his magic from erupting at the desire on Erawan’s face” (also important bc when she glamoured as Aelin his magic didn’t do this!!!)
II. Pg. 225 ““Which do you like the best?”… “I like the ice best,” Dorian admitted at last, realizing he’d let the silence drip on. “It was the first element that came out of me—I don’t know why.” I know why!!
HOF pg. 230 “If Manon was ice and Asterin was fire, then Sorrel was rock.”
QOS pg. 68 “Asterin had always been that way—and that wildness was exactly why Manon had chosen her as her Second a century ago. The flame to Sorrel’s stone … and to Manon’s ice.”
III. Dorian refers to Manon as his equal, pg. 536 “she would be his wife, his queen. She was already his equal, his match, his mirror in so many ways”.
SJM is very consistent about mates being equals and being mirrors of each.
Quote from Tampon in ACOTAR: “High Fae mostly marry,' he said, his golden skin flushing a bit. 'But if they’re blessed, they’ll find their mate—their equal, their match in every way.” This is almost verbatim what Dorian said about Manon. Also want to note that ACOTAR (2015) ,where the idea that mates are equals really starting being engrained in the reader, came out 3 years prior to KOA (2018). Sarah was writing the ACOTAR trilogy concurrent with the later half of TOG. So for her to have Dorian use those words to describe Manon, she had to have known what she was doing. When KOA was released there were already three acotar books out that beat this idea into our head so i can’t believe this is a coincidence. I think Sarah would notice how that phrasing sounds exactly like how she describes mates considering how important the bond is in her books.
Feyre to the Suriel: “How can I possibly be his mate?' Mates were equals- matched, at least in some ways. '
Rowan about discovering Aelin is his mate pg. 678 EOS "His equal. His friend. His lover. His Wife. His mate."
Dissenting Opinion: This is just SJM's writing style, and I’ve also noticed SJM reusing some phrases for her couples across the series *ehem* nessian and sartaq/nesryn “I wish we had time”
IV. Also in this scene Dorian talks about wanting to “claim her” as his wife/queen... Pg. 538 “the temptation that his every instinct roared to claim. Not the body, but what she had offered…” This could just be SJM writing style (fair argument), but nevertheless "his every instinct to claim" is VERY matey especially with the instinct part and because "the claiming" is a thing. Some examples:
HOF Pg. 158: “the bite so strong and claiming that she was too stunned to move”
EOS Pg. 352: “You are mine,” Rowan breathed, and she felt the claiming in her bones, her soul.
EOS Pg. 422: “A claiming, mighty and true, that she understood he so desperately needed.”
Dissenting Opinion: This is just SJM's writing style. Just because the word claim is used doesn't mean they are mates.
V. Manon screaming his name when he almost dies pg. 133 "Manon bellowed his name, and Crochan arrows fired... Manon screamed his name again, but he couldn't move... Then there were iron-tipped hands gripping his shoulders, and gold eyes glaring into his own".
This reminds me of in HOF when Manon shoots Rowan with an arrow and Aelin screams his name
Pg. 477 QoS... "Aelin's scream echoed down the Ravine" when Rowan is shot.
Pg. 655 EOS Aelin admits to Maeve she knew Rowan was her mate, "The moment the arrow when through his shoulder. Months ago"
This is also parallelled by Dorian screaming for Manon when she is in danger in EOS:
Pg. 87: “Manon crashed to her knees. The king was instantly at her side, studying her for a heartbeat before he roared down the stairs, “NO!”” 
Pg. 369: ““No.” The word ripped from Dorian’s lips before he could think. But then it came out, over and over, as the wyvern and rider sailed closer to the ship. The witch was unconscious, her body leaning to the side because she was not awake, because that was blue blood all over her. Don’t shoot; don’t shoot— Dorian was roaring the order as he hurtled for where Fenrys had drawn his longbow, a black-tipped arrow aimed at the witch’s exposed neck."
Dissenting Opinion: Aelin tells Rowan she saved Manon because Asterin screamed her name the same way she screamed Rowan. So technically by this logic Asterin and Manon could be platonic mates. And maybe Manon just screams Dorian's name because she cares about him not anything to do with being mates. (Counter Argument- but then why did Dorian scream her name in EOS so aggressively when he didn’t even know her then??)
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Also want to comment on Manon being the scariest individual in the world, and yet repeatedly both Dorian and Manon comment about how he is not afraid of her. Across the SJM universes this is seen as a huge mating bond sign (“Aelin terrifies everyone, but not him [rowan]” ; Feyre not being afraid of Rhys).
ALSO want to mention that Manon had “never allowed another male atop her” during sex before Dorian. To me this is incredibly telling bc it indicates that Manon sees Dorian as an equal by allowing him to dominate her. Yes, Manon is attracted to his domineering manor, but you’re telling me never in 116 years she’s done anything but ridden a male, and Dorian walks in and she’s like yea tie me up and get on top of me… I mean I would to but you see my point. Additionally, them being incredibly attracted to each other could be a mate indicator as mates are obviously aggressively attracted to each other bc of the “animalisticness” of the mating bond.
Lastly, you’ll see above that there are lots of times where their “instincts” cause them to act or are pushing at them to act in relation to each other. Instinct is mate coded af, especially when they’ve had that instinct since they first met. It wasn’t something that grew over time they always had it.
Debunking arguments against them being mates:
I. Mates are only fae.
Manon is part fae, so she could have a mate.
E.g. Bryce is half fae half human also and mated with Hunt (who confirmed in HOFAS is the product of two angels and not fae); Lorcan is a demi fae and can have a mate (believed to be Elide who is human but unconfirmed); Aelin is demi fae prior to forging the lock and is mated with Rowan.
I also cannot find anywhere there is a rule that you must have XYZ amount of fae blood to have a fae-like mate, just have to have some fae blood. But we don't really know what percentage of Manon is fae vs Valg. Given she is half Ironteeth and half Crochan, she likely falls around that 50% fae line which is just as much fae blood as Lorcan, Bryce, Aelin, etc.
II. The Crochans believe in Mates
It’s not confirmed whether the Crochans do or don't have the traditional fae mating bonds, however we learned in CC2 it was proved that you can have a “true” mating bond as long as one person has fae blood, E.g. Bryce (half fae/human) and Hunt (Angel).
pg. 139 EOS the Crochans "... had adopted the Fae habit of selecting mates- if not a true mating bond, then in spirit".
pg. 139, EOS Manon's grandmother says about her father "But he did not love her- not with your mother as his true mate, the song of his soul". This sounds to me like her parents were believed to be a true fae mating bond not just "in spirit".
Pg. 316 HOSAB "Angels have mates. Not as.. soul-magicky as Fae, but we call life partners mates in lieu of husbands or wives". Sounds like the Angels have a mating bond "in spirit" similar to the Crochans. Except that Hunt then truly "fae mated" Bryce, and he doesn't have any fae blood.
When then find out Hunt and Bryce are "true mates"; Pg.492 HOSAB "It means that he's going ballistic in the way that only mates can when the other is threatened. It's what happened then and happened now. You're true mates- the way Fae are mates, in your bodies and souls".
III. Fae can have non fae mates.
We see Bryce/Hunt in CC that are different species and have a traditional fae mating bond.
Rhys/Feyre and Nesta/Cassian feel a pull to each other when Feyre and Nesta are human, which then clicks into place as a true mating bond.
There is also Elide/Lorcan and Gavin/Elena in TOG that are “mates” (unconfirmed since the humans never became fae). Fae queens Mab and Mora also give up immortality for their human "mates".
So it is canon that you can have inter species mates or human mates, it just may never "click" into place if they are human.
via Hunt and Bryce, we do know the bond can completely click (souls and scents merging, etc.) between "magical" species once it is accepted, but we do not have this evidence with fae and human bonds.
I also don’t believe Dorian is entirely human. But that is completely my speculation
Pg. 933 KOA " 'I am human.' It warmed in his hand... 'I am human," he repeated, to the stars now visible above the city. The sword didn't answer again. As if it knew he no longer needed it." Yes he is human but he can be other things too. Similar to Aelin's quote about being a human in a fae body below. They identify and choose their human moral side, but that does not mean there are parts of them that are not human.
Aelin KOA Pg. 723: "I am human, deep down, Faerie Queen nonsense aside. I had human parents, and their parents were human, mostly, and even with Mab's line running true... I'm a human who can turn into Fae. A human who wears a Fae body".
On par with the theme of "Be grateful for your human heart" (Rhys, ACOTAR)
Also curious as to whether he does or does not have valg blood from his father. Because he could also have fae blood (distantly) from Elena/Brannon/Mala (Valg + Fae= Witch?)
IV. The mating bond would have clicked when they fucked… I think we all know this ain’t true anymore (cough cough Nesta and Cassian). You can have sex but if you do not accept the bond it will not click.
Rowan also says on pg 396 HOF "Sometimes, mates can be together intimately before the actual bond snaps into place"
V. Wyrd/Urd/the Mother/Fate (aka Sarah) gets to decide whose mates and who isn't
The only thing Sarah has been clear about is that she can basically make anyone mates that she wants as long as one person has fae blood. And even then, there is very much a "fate like force" aka Wyrd/Urd/The Mother that is working to pull the strings of fate and make people mates.
Hellas speaks to Lorcan and Hellas's consort, the goddess Annieth, speaks to Elide. Lorcan and Elide are never confirmed mates as Elide remains human and yet there are still signs she is his mate even as a human.
Rhys's mind has able to find Feyre's when she was still human years before they met. Yes he has demati abilities but finding Feyre's mind is because they were fated to be mates.
Adias says about Hunt and Bryce mating bond HOFAS, Pg. 551 "I think that was left to higher powers. Whatever they might be".
There is no special "biological formula" proven necessary for a mating bond. To the best of our knowledge so far, the only thing we can be sure of is it happens when fate demands (and when one person has at least some fae blood). Therefore it logically makes sense why the Mother/Wyrd/Urd would manipulate fate to ensure that Dorian and Manon were mates because they needed Manon to get into the witch mirror and raise the witch forces. They needed Manon to unite with Brannon's heir to defeat Erawan and destroy the keys, whether that be Aelin or Dorian. A mating bond would ensure that.
Also Wyrd/Urd means fate/personal destiny in nors mythology —> https://www.mimisbrunnr.info/ksd-web-of-wyrd and https://norse-mythology.org/concepts/destiny-wyrd-urd/ (read these if you want to theorize about acotar)
In conclusion, I think they could be mates but it won't fully snap into place (they won't fully merge souls, scents, etc.) unless Dorian is somehow Made. The only evidence of interspecies true confirmed fae mating bonds is Bryce and Hunt, and while they were able to fully "click" without Hunt being fae, it is very unclear why this is other than "high powers". We do know though that human Elide was very likely Lorcan's true mate, but we were never told of any clicking between them on that fae physiological level. So it is safe to assume that for a mating bond between a human and fae it will not "click" into place unless that human is turned fae.
HOWEVER, I do think it is possible because of Dorian's raw magic, he could be a rare exception to this rule similar to Hunt. So maybe it just has not clicked because Manon and Dorian have not accepted it. Which would also make sense given the nature of their relationship through most of the series, them denying their feelings to each due to their emotional unavailability.
Dissenting Opinion: But we also don't know how the angels were created by the Asteri, so maybe Hunt is "made" and not actually an exception.
Anyway, there's my evidence. There was some more evidence that I had and then removed because even though I think it is proof of a deeper connection I didn't think it was mate related (e.g. Abraxos taking Manon to Dorian when she says take me somewhere safe, I came to the conclusion that that showed Abraxos's awareness in protecting Manon).
Here are the links to some other tumblr posts on them being mates. I did look at these when putting this together so full credit to those individuals :)
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feyres-divorce-lawyer · 2 years ago
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you know what baffles me even more? sjm is capable of writing characters doing objectively evil things and letting the reader form their own opinions about them. manon “the white demon” blackbeak killed hundreds, if not thousands of innocent crochans, yet i can’t think of anyone calling her a terrible person, now. and it’s not because “manon is actually a good person and totally had great reasons to kill all those crochans, so just forgive her” was shoved down our throats a gazillion times. the crochans didn’t trust her immediately even when she stated her intentions. she had to prove herself. she was allowed to progress as a (witch) person. honestly, rhysand’s character is done an enormous disservice by being sjm’s fave.
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flightfoot · 11 months ago
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I have scattered thoughts about Nino, Alya, and the intersection of racism/misogyny.For example, Alya may receive more criticism not only for racism but also for misogyny. We support women's mistakes! Except not and especially not if it's a black woman.
(And I can't help but notice how many of those criticisms are aimed at Alya not fitting the Good Black Friend™ trope )
But now, with what you said about how Nino's criticism in that episode isn't that harsh, I'm VERY curious about the amount of Adrino vs alyanette fics taking into account the main focus.By that I mean that both couples, if they appear in the same fic, are treated equally and not that it is one of the cases of "we went back to lesbian women because I want to see two men kissing." (This is a VERY common problem in several fandoms where the misogyny that many m/m fics usually imply and the erasure and reduction of F/f couples have been pointed out)
Oh yeah, most of the heavy criticism and outright demonization of Alya comes down to her supposedly being a "bad friend" to Marinette... because she dares to "ask why Marinette doesn't like someone" and "asks for evidence that the person is really as bad as her friend thinks" instead of immediately believing that her friend is 100% correct in her assessment on nothing but her word and committing herself to doing whatever her friend wants in order to take down the other person.
There's this expectation that "being a good friend" when it comes to Alya means that she has to give up all notion of personal judgement or perspective. Heck, looking at the uproar over Rocketear when Alya told Nino that she's still helping Ladybug, or even earlier with Optigami when she decided to get the Turtle Miraculous for Nino because she thought it might be useful, she gets hefty criticism anytime she does anything without Marinette's express approval, no matter what her personal issues or perspective.
Actually the babysitting issue is probably the most clear-cut illustration of this. Alya volunteers to babysit Manon multiple times so that her friend can spend time with her crush, with Marinette even tricking Alya into babysitting Manon for her once so she could do an interview? Barely a peep of criticism against Marinette. Marinette babysits Chris ONE TIME so Alya and Nino can go on a date? Alya pressuring Marinette to babysit for her without pay and behind her parents' back becomes a common recurring trope.
(Note: I'm aware that Marinette's slated to babysit two more times for Alya during the series, in Timetagger and Simple Man. But in the first instance she cancels because she's busy, and in the second one she dumps the kids on her grandpa so she can help with Adrien's photoshoot, so I'm not counting them).
If Marinette needs someone to cover for her babysitting duty, then Alya's merely doing the duty of a good friend by taking on the responsibility for her. While if Marinette ever covers for Alya, she's being taken advantage of by a toxic friend.
Considering that the main criticisms of the "Black Best Friend" trope boil down to how it makes the black character an accessory to the white (well, in this case Marinette's only half-white) character, whose main purpose is to serve and support the other character, without having any internal world of their own? Yeah, I'd say that Alya's major demonization almost always comes down to her violating that role, even slightly.
Oh yeah, Adrino vs. Alyanette fics. Weirdly enough, there appear to be more fics tagged with Alyanette than Adrino (note: I'm gonna keep on all my usual filters for this search, I ain't seeing saltfics if I can help it). I've got 360 Adrino fics, but 560 Alyanette fics.
Now, in my personal experience, very few fics have equal focus for both pairings when they're together. They normally favor one or the other, with one being the main focus, and the other being more of a "pair the spares" situation. I'm also gonna skip the ones where it's one happy poly pile.
So here's the tag I ended up with, when I factored in all my usual exclusions and also included Adrino and Alyanette and excluded Alya/Nino/Marinette/Adrien and Lovesquare.
Of these 33 fics, 11 appear to be Adrino-centric, 6 appear to be Alyanette centric, and the rest I dunno. So I'd say Adrino gets a little more attention, especially since its fics tend to be a lot longer than the Alyanette ones.
Honestly though, I will TAKE Alyanette being "pair the spares" for Adrino a lot of the time, it's a heck of a lot better to make Alyanette and Adrino Ship Mates than to inflict Die For Our Ship on one of the pairs.
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morally-grey-girlbosses · 2 years ago
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Maeby Funke
Well she has pretended to be an old woman to get free accomedation in an old folks home, developed a company her cousin made up and that doesn't ecist before selling it for 3 million dollars to her uncle, faked having a dying twin to get money and about 50 othet illegal but really cool things.
Manon Blackbeak
She's a witch, and she's got some great nicknames such as White Demon, Manon Witch Killer, Manon Kin Slayer. In her defense on the Kin Slayer her family was kinda shit. She rides a wyvern (they are besties) She's also Queen of the witches.
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inlovewithquotes · 8 months ago
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"You will address me as 'Your Grace,' Wing Leader.
It was an effort to keep her iron teeth from snapping down from the slits in her gums. "You're not my duke," she said. "Not are you my grace."
Asterin had gone still.
Duke Perrington boomed out a laugh. Kaltain showed no indication that she'd heard any of it. "The White Demon," the duke mused, looking Manon over with eyes roved too freely. Had he been anyone else, she would have gouged those eyes out with her iron nails--and let him scream for a bit before she ripped out his throat with her iron teeth. "I wonder if you won't seize the host for yourself and snatch up my empire."
"I have no use for human lands."
-Queen Of Shadows
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lcngliive · 1 year ago
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kaltain & manon ( @tragcdysewn )
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burning. burning - that was the last thing they had felt. kaltain was free, free from the demon they had forced upon her. free to breathe again, to have her own power back. at the sight of a familiar flash of white hair, she stopped, head tilting to the side at the other. "what is this place?"
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fragileizywriting · 2 years ago
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“great fates,” chat says, swift and dull, though his eyes are wide and enraptured. “she’s so… ugly, isn’t she? in an endearing way, of course, but so ugly…”
oh, stars!
“chat! comport yourself!” marinette scolds, whispering to not awaken. “she’s a baby!”
he’d spent nearly five minutes quiet, which is a feat of its own— the great chat noir, chatterbox to any and all; the only time he isn’t talking is when he’s a cat or when he’s asleep. any other time is completely fair play, which makes his sudden silence all the more important and recognizeable. here in her arms: a babe, a newborn with delicate little cheeks and the most brownest of eyes that marinette finds herself quite fond over. a sweet little baby who gurgles and makes strange noises, right in her arms, a bundle of cloth and fabric. there is a bouquet of whites, creams, and pinks spilling over her arms, all there to keep little manon warm and cozy as she sleeps.
and yet, despite it all, chat’s nose crinkles. “an ugly one.”
“oh—”
“where are her ears?”
“are you—”
“or her tail?” he asks.
“she’s a human.” a quick raise of her brow and she gently pivots the upper half of her body to face him, still rather close to one another on the couch. “you are aware that human babies have neither of those things that make demons so apparent, yes?”
“isn’t it strange to not have a tail, though?”
“i can guarantee you it isn’t.”
he leans over her, reaching with an adept claw to trace the needlework on the cotton. swirls of dandelions, tulips, carnations, each different colors and all so lovely. nadja had trusted her to keep a gentle eye over manon for just a few moments while she stepped out into the other room— if she had any fears that a demon might to anything to harm her daughter, it hadn’t even been spoken. perhaps nadja thought it best to have a demon watch over her as she slept. at least she’ll know which demon to blame, should something go awry…
oh… but can she have this moment to herself? the way chat leans over her on the couch, grouped up with her, thigh against her skirts, looking over a sleeping child? can she pretend, even for a moment, that when he reaches over her and their arms touch, she’d be allowed to look up and move her head in a way that would entertain him with the idea of a kiss? can she just pretend, even in her heart, that they’re admiring their own baby?
“she doesn’t even have her teeth,” chat remarks, bursting the fantasy bubble once again.
she raises a single finger in his direction and gives him a little prick with her magic, causing his tail and ears to puff up as if electrocuted.
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cynical-kitten · 16 days ago
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Fated Frequencies, Chapter 2
And on today's episode of How to Rewrite a 56 Chapter Fanfic in 30 Days...
"Manon!" My father hissed under his breath, one of his eyes twitching with barely contained ire. I ignored him, my attention transfixed on the menacing figure in the doorway. He seemed unfazed by my outburst. Judging by the smug look on his face, it seemed he had the audacity to look amused.
In my initial observation, one of the first things my eyes are drawn to was the brilliant, white smile stretched across his sun-kissed face. He grinned at me as if being graced with my presence was the closest experience he'll get to ascension, but with a lethal hint of wanting to devour me alive. Anyone else would find it endearing to have someone smile at you as if it was the happiest moment in their life, but to me? There was something sinister hiding there.
He doesn't know who I am. Normal people don't smile at strangers like that. I shuddered at the thought of the possible hidden implications behind it, imagining how terrifying it would be to wake up in the middle of the night and find those shining teeth glaring in my face. Alastor would be my personal sleep paralysis demon, that's for damn sure.
My vision drifted upwards, finding a set of round glasses perched lazily on his sharp, upturned nose. The lenses enhanced the allure of the doe-like eyes that resided behind them. With the way his body was angled, the sunlight hit his eyes in a way that brought his brown irises to life, highlighting their undertones and bringing out flecks of what appeared to be crimson.
Hecate's voice ghosted past my ears, a giggle laced within her words. Look at those red hues. The Devil really has arrived, huh?
Looks like she decided to join me, after all.
I ignored her and continued my appraisal of my would-be spouse. Although his curls appeared messy and unkempt, it seemed purposefully done. The look gave him a casual appearance, as if he were trying to fool you into trusting him. That he was a laid back gentleman who only wanted to be your friend. My gut twisted with an intense certainty that he was not to be trusted, that he wasn't a friend, despite how appealing he looked. He had the aura of a man who needed to be in control of every situation— an insatiable urge to dominate. 
I chuckled to myself; control was not something I relinquished easily. As a free spirit, I would not sit idly by and let anyone, especially a man, have dominance over my life. It was almost a complete certainty that this man would meet his match— and his demise— with me.
He cocked his head to the side, indicating that he knew that I was eyeing him carefully. I paid him no mind, shamelessly moving forth with my judgements. 
A blood-red vest stood out against the pristine white of his dress shirt. The sleeves had been meticulously rolled back to reveal toned, tanned arm. It was surprising, considering how thin and lanky he was. They resembled those of a farmhand rather than someone who worked in a sound booth all day. I was curious— what was he doing to accumulate muscle like that? If it were someone else, I'd be positively drooling (although, if we were to be honest, my mouth was watering just a tad). A bowtie that matched his vest perfectly adorned his neck, not even a hair off center. Part of me wondered how easy it would be to strangle him with it. 
As I complete my inspection of him, an uncontrollable giggle bubbled forth from my chest. I tried to disguise it with a horrible cough, but the strength of it was too intense. How sick and twisted my father's sense of humor was! How could he pair me— someone who is so painfully messy and chaotic— with a person so prim and proper?
Sure, I looked put together enough out in public, where I knew people were watching, judging, and gossiping. It was part of the job. But at home? In the woods? That was where the 'real' me came out to play. Untamed. Carefree. Covered in dirt and hair as wild as the wind. 
His expression held a hint of amusement as he watched me struggle to quell my laughter. "Had too much giggle juice already, darling? Why, it's only six o'clock!" His smile, though it seemed impossible, widened. He reminded me of an alligator. 
A hand reached out and brushed against the side of my head. An unassuming tender gesture, but I knew better. When he pulled back, in between his fingers was a leaf. Alastor twirled it about, eyeing it contemplatively. Papa, who had watched the exchange, looked murderous. 
Alastor's eyes had lit up like he had struck gold. "Playing in the woods, are we?" 
I scowled, clenching my hands by sides to keep from punching him. "You son of a—"
"Alastor!" My father swooped in, saving the day from ending in a brawl. "I am pleased that you could make it for dinner. Welcome to our humble abode."
Papa grasped his hand without warning, simultaneously clapping him on the shoulder with the other. This was an innocent enough action, a friendly gesture to greet another. However, Alastor's smile became tense, partnered with a wince of discomfort. It appeared as if it was a natural instinct to recoil from unsolicited touch. Alastor pulled his hand from my father's, wiping it on his vest as if he had been offended by it. My father didn't seem to notice, or just didn't care.
I groaned inwardly. If a simple handshake put him off, this marriage was already doomed. It was a trivial concern, but a problem nonetheless. My experiences in past relationships led me to discover that part of my love language included acts of affection. I was not interested in the act of baby-making— after all, parenthood did not appeal to me and the risk outweighed the short-term pleasure. But would there even be kisses or caresses? It was disheartening to imagine a marriage without loving touches and intimacy.
A soft breeze flowed around my ankles, gently reassuring me. 'Do not let such a small obstacle dim the light you shine on the future. You have dealt with worse, and he is not as static as you think; change is possible.'
Hecate's comment of encouragement was relieving to hear. With the extra boost in confidence, I straightened my posture. I would not enter this sham of a relationship without some fight in my bones. 
"So, you're the infamous Alastor," I said, sarcasm dripping from each syllable. "I've heard so much about you."
My father's face becomes strained, likely concerned that I was pushing boundaries that should not be pushed. Alastor, however, looked unaffected. If anything, by the sparkle in his eyes, he seemed entertained.
"Well, you know what they say about first impressions!" He said with a dramatic flair of his hands. His eyes slid over my form, taking in every detail. His stare left goosebumps in their wake from how predatory it felt. 
"You've always been a pretty picture from afar, cher, but up close, you're positively breathtaking," Alastor purred. I shivered from how unnerved I became. The way he spoke made me feel like I had been a fly caught in the spider's web. 
Ever the polite lady my parents raised me to be, I offered him a soft smile laced with the venom of a honeybee. "How sweet, but not entirely flattering considering this is likely the first time you've truly laid eyes on me." My smile turns into a smirk. My nana, rest her soul, always told me to give 'em hell. I intended to do just that. "Should I be worried I have a stalker?" 
Alastor's eyes twinkled with delight, accepting the silent challenge that had been presented before him. "I assure you, my dear, that I am no stalker. Only a simple admirer. I do report on the occasional societal event, after all, and it's nearly impossible to not notice such a woman as yourself."
He moved closer, grabbing my hand and leaning forward as if to press a kiss to the back of it. His face is almost level with mine. "It is beneficial to mention that your name has been tossed around in my personal social circles once or twice. Our dear Henrietta has a plethora of stories that have me very intrigued," he murmured, too softly for my father to hear, but bold enough for me.
My eyes widened in surprise at the mention of my friend. Henny, although a practitioner of a different culture, was my confidant and psuedo-mentor. Voo-doo is a closed practice, so of course I could not partake in the particular spells and rituals that she was proficient with. However, her vast knowledge of other practices knew no bounds and she was more than happy to fill in the gaps that my grandmother's grimoire left void. It was a shocking revelation, a betrayal, that she had discussed my extracurriculars with other people when I fought so hard to keep it secret. 
Alastor noticed the stunned expression I had let slip and straightened his posture, smiling smugly. "Do not fret, darling. Your secret is safe with me." His gaze suddenly fell behind me and he nodded in greeting, acknowledging the lavender-scented entity that loomed over my shoulder. "Let your lovely friend know I said hello."
He could see her?
'Oh, I like him!' Hecate was giddy, ecstatic that she had been noticed.
"Traitor," I hissed between clenched teeth.
I masked my emotions behind a serpent-like smile. "I'll be sure to pass your message along. Hopefully I can live up to your expectations. Reality can be so disappointing!"
Perfect white teeth made another award-winning appearance as his grin spread across his face. "Oh, with a bearcat such as yourself, I have no doubt you'll surpass them."
It became clear that the bastard was attempting to get under my skin, but I'd be damned if I let a man make a fool of me. My eyes narrowed and I prepared to unleash an onslaught of well-deserved insults that would make even Lucifer blush. Sensing the impending verbal assault, my father stepped in to derail my train of chaos.
"How about we move into the dining area? My lovely wife has just finished whipping up a ravishing meal and cannot wait to share it with you, Alastor. She is quite the master in the kitchen!" My father beamed and guided Alastor past the threshold of the front door. 
My mother really was something else when it came to cooking, and Papa never missed an opportunity to brag about it. The mention of the dinner she had prepared signaled the attention of my olfactory senses to the smells drifting from the kitchen. Aromas of earthy tones, the heat of cayenne pepper, and the zest of garlic mingle with the hint of sweetness of brown sugar immediately enticed a low growl from my stomach. 
Alastor's eyes continued to focus on me, almost as if he could peer straight into my soul and read my darkest secrets. I hardened my glare, mustering all the loathing I felt towards this situation of ours and hoping he could see it. He barked out a laugh and held out his arm as Papa led the way through the foyer. I knew he intended for me to take, but I scoffed and pushed past him, manners be damned. 
Hopefully the ass chokes during dinner.
"I see no point in guiding you," I called over my shoulder. "An intelligent man such as yourself should have no trouble finding your way. Or are you too proud to let a lady lead the way?"
I didn't wait for him to respond. My footsteps echoed angrily through the hall as I stomped towards the dining room. Papa glared at me as I strode past him, silently willing me to fall in line and behave. For him, I'll play the most perfect hostess, but I'll be plotting Alastor's downfall the entire time.
Unfortunately, plotting said downfall turned out to be a futile effort. With his smooth talking and dramatic storytelling, the twit had my mother completely wrapped around his finger. My father was already over the moon that Alastor wanted to marry me, but now Mama was under his spell, too. Hope of escaping was quickly diminishing, and there was nothing I could do to save it. I pushed my food around my plate while I pouted, watching as this entire fiasco played out in front of me.
Alastor, who was seated directly across from me at the dinner table, was in the middle of an animated tale about his latest hunting trip. Hellbent on tuning him out and pretending he didn't exist, I didn't catch any of the details other than his irritating voice. He must have been hilarious with how choked up my parents were on their own laughter. I scoffed, mumbling about how the only funny thing about Alastor was his ridiculous obsession with himself. Although I could have sworn I spoke low enough for only my ears, Alastor turned his attention to me.
"Did you say something, dear?" He asked, a smug grin plastered on his stupid face.
Oh, fuck you. Frowning, I kicked my foot forward, landing a blow against his shin. The cross look that shadowed his face told me I got him exactly where I needed him to be. I shot him my most stunning smile, feigning innocence. "I was just saying how utterly fascinating your story was. Why, the details were so overwhelming, I can hardly recall a thing! You must tell it again sometime so you can refresh my memory."
I could feel the daggers my father's glare was shooting at me. My mother, who was my number one supporter and the one I inherited my attitude from, couldn't stop the spray of sweet tea that spurted from her lips as she held back a laugh. After Alastor left, I would likely be getting the scolding of a lifetime, but it was worth the satisfaction of knocking that ego down a peg.
Feeling triumphant, I returned to picking apart the plate of shrimp étouffée laid out in front of me. It was one of my favorite dishes, but it seemed to have lost its appeal tonight. Sensing Alastor's eyes boring into me, I brought my glass of red wine to my lips, meeting his gaze over the rim as I gulped it down. Smirking, I tilted it in his direction once I finished off the sweet concoction, a silent challenge to strike back.
If he could, that is.
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tragcdysewn · 5 months ago
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was that dilraba dilmurat? oh no no, that was just manon blackbeak, a canon character from throne of glass. they are one hundred and sixteen years old, use she/her, and are aware that they are not actually from washington dc. too bad they can’t stray from this city for long.
how long has your character been here:
over two years now
what is your character’s job:
no. she doesn’t work, how dare you expect her to
where has your character been pulled from in their fandom:
the end of kingdom of ash
has any magic affected your character:
nope!
and any other information you might find useful for us and the other members to know:
this is my beautiful lethal witch baby manon. i love her to death and so should you
she is the daughter of two warring witch species, the ironteeth and the crochans, and her parents believed she would be the key to uniting the witches and bringing them home to their native lands
her mother, lothian, the heir to the cruelest of the ironteeth clans, the blackbeaks, told manon’s grandmother who her father was right after her birth. her grandmother murdered her mother in cold blood and named manon the new heir, telling the clan lothian had died in childbirth
she later tracked down manons father, tristan, and killed him as well, but not before promising to turn the daughter he’d searched for into a brutal weapon. she succeeded, and manon became the leader of the ruthless coven the thirteen, gaining the title the white demon among the crochans, after she hunted down and slaughtered many of them, believing her grandmothers claims that she was born soulless.
after the ironteeth allied with a demonic king and took several witches to breed new demons, manon began to doubt her grandmothers ‘wisdom’ for the first time. she was ordered to win the ironteeth war games and gain the largest and strongest wyvern the demonic king had to offer, no matter what it took
instead of taking the largest and strongest as her own, she killed it with the help of a bait beast, who she then claimed and named abraxos. the beast and manon developed a bond, and she grew to love him deeply
despite abraxos' weaknesses, manon managed to win the war games, though she witnessed another wyvern die to save their rider in the process, and it changed something in her, seeing that kind of unconditional love for the first time in her life
in the attack on the demonic king's former kingdom, she killed another witch to save the life of the king's son, and her grandmother demanded her second in command's life in return
during the execution, manon turned on her grandmother, who revealed her lineage during the duel, along with the fact that the most recent crochan she’d slaughtered was her half sister, rhiannon
the thirteen got away, but manon barely survived, her wyvern bringing her to the king she’d saved for help. after she healed, she found the crochans, and convinced them she meant no harm. she killed one of the ironteeth matrons, and took the crochan's stolen crown from them
the crochans named her their new queen. she convinced many ironteeth to rebel, and led her witches into battle against the demon king, finally slaughtering her grandmother, though her thirteen were lost in a sacrifice to stop his ultimate weapon. now she has returned her people to their home, and united under one queen, just as her parents wished
though she isn’t soulless, she is not soft. she will kill you with no hesitation, and has razor sharp iron teeth and nails to do it. and while this isn’t used in canon, as she is part crochan, she has access to crochan magic, a very different magic than the ironteeth, but she’s still learning.
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tongueofcat · 6 months ago
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Ouroboros Characters
The following is a list of major characters from my original work, Ouroboros.
I will be editing this list regularly.
See the bottom of the list for some important notes!
Ezra Flores
Cis Man | He/Him | Bisexual/Biromantic | Magical Human | Latino/Native American
Faceclaim(s): Willy Cartier, Yani Gellman, Chase Stokes, Rafael Silva
General Appearance
- Skin Color/Skin Details: Skin 9/Skin II/Skin 4, Some Freckling
- Eye Color: Brown
- Hair Color/Texture/Length: Black, 2B/Wavy, Long
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- Height/Body Shape: 5’8” ft,
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- Date of Birth/Age: September 13th (34), Virgo ♍️
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Queen Alruna
Nonbinary Femme | She/They | Pansexual/Panromantic | Faerie | Black
Faceclaim(s): N/A
General Appearance
- Skin Color/Skin Details: Skin 24/Skin IV/Skin 8, Some Beauty Marks
- Eye Color: Dark Brown
- Hair Color/Texture/Length: Black, 4A/Kinky, Long
- Facial/Body Hair:
- Height/Body Shape: 5’5” ft,
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- Date of Birth/Age: N/A (~500+), N/A 0️⃣
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Tallulah Flores
Child | She/Her | Faerie/Magical Human | Black/Latina/Native American
Faceclaim(s): N/A
General Appearance
- Skin Color/Skin Details: Skin 15/Skin III/Skin 5, Light Freckling
- Eye Color: Dark Brown
- Hair Color/Texture/Length: Black, 3B/Wavy, Long
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- Date of Birth/Age: May 20th (6), Gemini ♊️
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Odette Flamel
Cis Woman | She/Her | Lesbian/Homoromantic | Werewolf/Magical Human | Black/White
Faceclaim(s): Jorja Smith, Manon Bannerma, Ashley Moore
General Appearance
- Skin Color/Skin Details: Skin 16/Skin III/Skin 6, Clear Complexion
- Eye Color: Light Brown
- Hair Color/Texture/Length: Black, 3B/Wavy, Long
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- Height/Body Shape: 5’7” ft,
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- Date of Birth/Age: February 3rd (19), Aquarius ♒️
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Anya Flamel (Sasha)
Nonbinary | They/Them | Graysexual/Grayromantic | Demon/Human | White
Faceclaim(s): Emma D'Arcy, Florence Pugh
General Appearance
- Skin Color/Skin Details: Skin 1/Skin I/Skin 1, Clear Complextion
- Eye Color: Black (Including Sclera)
- Hair Color/Texture/Length: Auburn, 1B/Straight, Medium
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- Height/Body Shape: 5’4” ft,
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- Date of Birth/Age: December 22th (21), Capricorn ♑️
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Lorelai “Lala”
Demigirl | She/Her | Lesbian/Aromantic | Faerie | White
Faceclaim(s): Angelina Michelle, Renata Valliulina
General Appearance
- Skin Color/Skin Details: Skin 2/Skin I/Skin 1, Heavy Freckling
- Eye Color: Green
- Hair Color/Texture/Length: Ginger, 2A/Wavy, Long
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- Height/Body Shape: 6’0” ft,
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- Date of Birth/Age: N/A (~200), N/A 0️⃣
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Dorian MacQuire
Cis Man | He/Him | Heterosexual/Heteroromantic | Werewolf | White
Faceclaim(s): Charlie Cox
General Appearance
- Skin Color/Skin Details: Skin 3/Skin I/Skin 1, Clear Complextion
- Eye Color: Brown
- Hair Color/Texture/Length: Brown, 1B/Straight, Short
- Facial/Body Hair:
- Height/Body Shape: 6’4” ft,
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- Date of Birth/Age: April 23rd (44), Taurus ♉️
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Luna De La Fontaine
Cis Woman | She/Her | Heterosexual/Heteroromantic | Magical Human | Black/White
Faceclaim(s): Raven Lyn Corneil, Justine Skye
General Appearance
- Skin Color/Skin Details: Skin 20/Skin III/Skin 6, Clear Complextion
- Eye Color: Light Brown
- Hair Color/Texture/Length: Black, 4A/Kinky, Long
- Facial/Body Hair:
- Height/Body Shape: 5’3” ft,
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- Date of Birth/Age: January 8th (43), Capricorn ♑️
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Kit Flamel
Genderqueer | He/They | Homosexual/Homoromantic | Vampire/Human | Latino
Faceclaim(s): N/A
General Appearance
- Skin Color/Skin Details: Skin 8/Skin II/Skin 3, Some Beauty Marks
- Eye Color: Brown
- Hair Color/Texture/Length: Black, 1B/Straight, Medium
- Facial/Body Hair:
- Height/Body Shape: 5’5” ft,
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- Date of Birth/Age: June 30th (25), Cancer ♋️
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Martell Flamel
Cis Man | He/Him | Homosexual/Homoromantic | Werewolf/Human | Arab/White
Faceclaim(s): Tamino-Amir Moharam Fouad
General Appearance
- Skin Color/Skin Details: Skin 7/Skin II/Skin 3, Clear Complextion
- Eye Color: Dark Brown
- Hair Color/Texture/Length: Dark Brown, 1B/Straight, Short
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- Height/Body Shape: 6’3” ft,
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- Date of Birth/Age: March 5th (26), Pisces ♓️
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Eudora Flamel
Cis Woman | She/Her | Asexual/Aromantic | Siren/Human | White
Faceclaim(s): Sabrina Carpenter, Madelyn Cline
General Appearance
- Skin Color/Skin Details: Skin 2/Skin I/Skin 1, Some Beauty Marks
- Eye Color: Blue
- Hair Color/Texture/Length: Blonde, 1A/Straight, Long
- Facial/Body Hair:
- Height/Body Shape: 5’2” ft,
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- Date of Birth/Age: July 27th (22), Leo ♌️
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Daniel Morgan
Cis Man | He/Him | Bisexual/Biromantic | Dragon | White
Faceclaim(s): Matt Ryan, Toby Stephens
General Appearance
- Skin Color/Skin Details: Skin 3/Skin I/Skin 1, Clear Complextion
- Eye Color: Brown
- Hair Color/Texture/Length: Dirty Blonde, 1B/Straight, Short
- Facial/Body Hair:
- Height/Body Shape: 5’11” ft,
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- Date of Birth/Age: N/A (~1000), N/A 0️⃣
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Malachi Murphy
Trans Man | He/Him | Homosexual/Homoromantic | Human | White
Faceclaim(s): Noah Sebastian
General Appearance
- Skin Color/Skin Details: Skin 2/Skin I/Skin 1, Clear Complextion
- Eye Color: Dark Brown
- Hair Color/Texture/Length: Light Brown, 1B/Straight, Short
- Facial/Body Hair:
- Height/Body Shape: 5’6” ft,
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- Date of Birth/Age: October 24th (31), Scorpio ♏️
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Kieran Morgan-Murphy
Child | He/Him | Dragon/Human | White
Faceclaim(s): N/A
General Appearance
- Skin Color/Skin Details: Skin 2/Skin I/Skin 1, Clear Complextion
- Eye Color: Dark Brown
- Hair Color/Texture/Length: Light Brown, 1B/Straight, Short
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- Date of Birth/Age: November 10th (N/A) Scorpio ♏️
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Maria Moreno
Cis Woman | She/Her | Demisexual/Panromantic | Magical Human | Latina
Faceclaim(s): N/A
General Appearance
- Skin Color/Skin Details: Skin 8/Skin II/Skin 3, Clear Complextion
- Eye Color: Brown
- Hair Color/Texture/Length: Black, 1A/Straight, Long
- Facial/Body Hair:
- Height/Body Shape: 5’0” ft,
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- Date of Birth/Age: October 11th (28), Libra ♎️
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Elektra Flamel
Cis Woman | She/Her | Asexual/Demiromantic | Angel/Human | White
Faceclaim(s): N/A
General Appearance
- Skin Color/Skin Details: Skin 2/Skin I/Skin 1, Clear Complexion
- Eye Color: Blue
- Hair Color/Texture/Length: Blonde, 1A/Straight, Medium
- Facial/Body Hair:
- Height/Body Shape: 5’4” ft,
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- Date of Birth/Age: May 16th (28), Taurus ♉️
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Dimitri Flamel
Demiboy | He/Him | Graysexual/Panromantic | Faerie/Human | Black
Faceclaim(s): Luka Sabbat
General Appearance
- Skin Color/Skin Details: Skin 19/Skin III/Skin 6, Clear Complexion
- Eye Color: Dark Brown
- Hair Color/Texture/Length: Black, 4B/Kinky, Long
- Facial/Body Hair:
- Height/Body Shape: 5’9” ft,
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- Date of Birth/Age: August 1st (29), Leo ♌️
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Icarus Flamel
Androgyne | They/Them | Pansexual/Grayromantic | Spirit/Human | Asian
Faceclaim(s): Paing Takhon
General Appearance
- Skin Color/Skin Details: Skin 7/Skin II/Skin 3, Clear Complexion
- Eye Color: Dark Brown
- Hair Color/Texture/Length: Black, 1A/Straight, Long
- Facial/Body Hair:
- Height/Body Shape: 5’6” ft,
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- Date of Birth/Age: March 29th (20), Aries ♈️
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Damien Flamel
Demiboy | He/They | Bisexual/Biromantic | Vampire/Human | Latino
Faceclaim(s): Joao Vitor (Model)
General Appearance
- Skin Color/Skin Details: Skin 8/Skin II/Skin 3, Clear Complexion
- Eye Color: Brown
- Hair Color/Texture/Length: Black, 2B/Wavy, Short
- Facial/Body Hair:
- Height/Body Shape: 5’8” ft,
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- Date of Birth/Age: August 17th (26), Leo ♌️
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Idalia Flamel
Cis Woman | She/Her | Pansexual/Grayromantic | Phoenix/Human | Indian
Faceclaim(s): Varada Sethu
General Appearance
- Skin Color/Skin Details: Skin 14/Skin III/Skin 5, Some Beauty Marks
- Eye Color: Dark Brown
- Hair Color/Texture/Length: Black, 2A/Wavy, Medium
- Facial/Body Hair:
- Height/Body Shape: 5’6” ft,
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- Date of Birth/Age: December 2nd (20), Sagittarius ♐️
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Important Notes:
- Faceclaims are loose representations of what the character might look like — not exact showcase of their appearance by any means. Most of them have key differences from their respective faceclaim(s), but the faceclaim(s) have the general vibe/what I based their looks off of.
- The primary ‘Skin Color’ descriptors use the Von Luschan Scale, the Fitzpatrick Scale, and the Monk Scale. I am currently looking for better ways to describe skin colors without running into possibly offensive descriptors.
- ‘Hair Texture’ is described using the Andre Walker Hair Typing System. Here is a visual representation of said system.
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propshophannah · 7 years ago
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Maria Dimova just posted this Manon Blackbeak to her ArtStation page! You can also find it on her Instagram @Mary_dimary (I’d link the instagram also, but it’s not letting me)!!
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princess-ibri · 2 years ago
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So I've noticed you've found some very clever and downright brilliant ways to weave Sofia the First and its lore into your Disneyverse, which makes me wonder if you have any headcanons about what Sofia and the other child characters from the show might be like as teens and adult.
Thanks!! I'm glad you're enjoying them :) I'll admit I don't currently have any real story ideas for them apart from Sofia continuing her roles as the Storykeeper and as a Protector. But here's some designs for the Enchancia siblings as adults!
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And adult Storykeeper Sofia
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Actually, though I don't have any headcanons about Sofia's future I have had one about Enchancia's past for a while now. Basically I've decided in my DisneyVerse it was the home of the girl from the "Girl Without Hands" fairytale, who found sanctuary in the magic tree that would become the Secret Library, and her son, inspired by all she had to overcome, dedicates his life to ensuring as many happy endings as he can for others and becomes the first Storykeeper.
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For those who don't know, The Girl Without Hands is a fairytale where a man sort of accidentally trades his daughter to the devil (in this it would be the demon Voland, a main background villain in my DisneyVerse). But since she's pure the devil can't take her, but through a series of unfortunate events due to him she ends up losing her hands :s (they'd probably be magiced off or something in this, but then again Disney has gone dark before, but either way no gruesomeness would be shown on screen).
The girl wanders for a while but comes under the care of an angel who helps her (a Windwalker in this version since they're the Everrealm version pretty much) and eventually causes her to meet a kind young king who falls love with her and makes hers her a pair of silver artificial hands.
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They're happy for a few years until the King is called away to war and the Queen has her first child. At which point the devil comes back and makes trouble again thar causes them to be separated for several years, the queen forced to flee with her child far from the kingdom to save their lives. They end up under the care of the angel again, (lead by the Windwalker to the magical tree) and yeats later are reunited with the King who never stopped hoping they were still alive. And they live happily ever after.
(Added things in my version--the girl, named Manon, has her hair turn white after escaping Voland due to the trauma she's endured, and years later her son Sorrow (his actualname in the fairytale) ends up trapping Voland in a magical mirror, which is in fact the Magic Mirror that ends up in the Evil Queen's hands centuries later)
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