#tfota chats

[viivdle]

me when i'm in my flop era

or fanfics who said that

[ohnoiyo]

I’m going to have to scrounge around looking for every bit of fanart/fiction i can find now that i finished The Prisoner’s Throne…

it hasn’t even been 3 days since it came out??? why did i read it so fast??????

[lovelymaryj-recs]

Welcome!

Hello! This is my fanfiction recommendation blog. The fics in this blog were written by various authors from AO3, Quotev, and Tumblr. If you're looking for fics posted on Wattpad, please go to my Wattpad profile and check out my reading lists.

This blog isn't dedicated to any particular fandom, so don't be fooled by whatever my blog's current theme is. I post what I like. My main criterion to determine whether or not I post a fic here is whether or not I want to reread a fic someday. I'm a simple woman. (This blog is basically my library.)

Most of the fanfictions here are female reader or OC inserts. It's quite rare for me to post character/character fics because it's also rare for me to read character/character fics. Also, most, if not all, ships are straight. If they're supposed to be a gay ship, one of them is probably genderbent. Sorry. If that's not your cup of tea, you're free to click/tap away. Additionally, some fics may include dark content. If you don't know how to define that, maybe you shouldn't be looking at this blog. As always, you're free to leave if you don't like such fics.

Fandoms, characters and ships available (in alphabetical order, mostly):

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Assassination Classroom | Anatsu Kyoushitsu (ASSCLASS)

Akabane Karma

Avatar: The Last Airbender (ATLA)

Zuko

Avatar: The Legend of Korra (LOK)

Mako

Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes, The (TBOSAS) | The Hunger Games (THG)

Coriolanus Snow

Black Butler | Kuroshitsuji (BB)

Alois Trancy Ciel Phantomhive Sebastian Michaelis

BTS

Kim Namjoon Kim Seokjin Min Yoongi Jung Hoseok Park Jimin Kim Taehyung Jeon Jungkook

Bungou Stray Dogs (BSD)

Dazai Osamu

DC

Batfamily & Batsis Bruce Wayne Damian Wayne Damian Wayne / Mar'i Grayson (Demonfire) Jason Todd Kaldur'ahm Kyle Rayner Dick Grayson Roy Harper

Folk of the Air, The (TFOTA)

Jude Duarte / Cardan Greenbriar (Jurdan)

Genshin Impact (GI)

Diluc Ragnvindr

Haikyuu!!

Akaashi Keiji Bokuto Koutarou Hinata Shouyou Hoshiumu Kourai Iwaizumi Hajime Kozume Kenma Kuroo Tetsurou Meian Shuugo Miya Atsumu Miya Osamu Oikawa Tooru Sakusa Kiyoomi Sawamura Daichi Sugawara Koushi Suna Rintarou Tsukishima Kei Ushijima Wakatoshi

Harry Potter (HP) | Marauders

Draco Malfoy Draco Malfoy / Hermione Granger (Dramione) James Potter James Potter / Female Regulus Black (Jegulus) Regulus Black Remus Lupin Sirius Black

Harry Potter: Magic Awakened (HPMA)

Daniel Page

Hogwarts Legacy (HPHL)

Ominis Gaunt Sebastian Sallow

Honkai: Star Rail (HSR)

Dan Heng / Stelle (Danstelle)

How to Train You Dragon (HTTYD)

Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III

Jujutsu Kaisen (JJK)

Fushiguro Megumi Fushiguro Toji Getou Suguru Gojou Satoru Kamo Chousou Nanami Kento Ryoumen Sukuna

Little Women

Theodore "Laurie" Laurence

Marvel | Marvel Cinematic Universe (MCU)

Bucky Barnes Loki Peter Parker

Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug and Chat Noir (MLB)

Adrien Agreste

My Hero Academia | Boku no Hero Academia (MHA | BNHA)

Amajiki Tamaki Bakugou Katsuki Shinsou Hitoshi Takami Keigo Todoroki Shouto Todoroki Touya | Dabi

Night Manager, The

Jonathan Pine

Percy Jackson and the Olympians (PJO) | Riordanverse | Heroes of Olympus (HOO)

Apollo / Female Percy Jackson (Perpollo) Female Percy Jackson Percy Jackson

Shadowhunter Chronicles, The (TSC)

Jem Carstairs / Tessa Gray (Jessa) Jem Carstairs / Tessa Gray / Will Herondale (Herongraystairs) Tessa Gray / Will Herondale (Wessa)

SPY x FAMILY (SXF)

Loid Forger / Yor Briar Forger (Twiyor)

Tears of Themis (TOT)

Artem Wing Luke Pearce Marius von Hagen Vyn Richter

TOKYO REVENGERS (TOKREV)

Sano "Mikey" Manjirou

TOMORROW X TOGETHER (TXT)

Choi Yeonjun

Twisted Wonderland (TWST)

Ace Trappola Azul Ashengrotto Cater Diamond Deuce Spade Epel Felmier Floyd Leech Idia Shroud Jack Howl Jade Leech Jamil Viper Kalim Al-Asim Leona Kingscholar Lilia Vanrouge Malleus Draconia Riddle Rosehearts Rook Hunt Ruggie Bucchi Sebek Zigvolt Silver Trey Clover Vil Schoenheit

Umbrella Academy, The (TUA)

Five Hargreeves

Wonka

Willy Wonka

There are more fics of certain fandoms and there are more fics of certain characters. Nonetheless, as long as they're listed above, there's at least one (1) fanfiction of them in here somewhere.

Happy reading! <3

[elephart-hi]

[the-chick-of-the-air]

Quick lil question for y’all!

Would you like me to start posting my ACOTAR works/ideas/hc’s/crossovers all that jazz?

I know this is- or initially was a Jurdan blog (and I intend to remain true to that in terms of writing/posting for the Cruel Prince fandom) however I just recently (like half a year ago) got into the ACOTAR fandom and I wanna create stuff for that and was wondering how you guys- as the ones who would be taking in the junk I release onto this blog- would feel about that?

Lemme know! I would love to share more with you guys so just say the word and it’s yours to see!😆

Stay safe and enjoy your day my lovelies! 🥰❤️

[slightlyrebelliouswriter23]

I’m sorry if you’re sick of this question but what’s the tentative date for fine line😭😭😭

hi babes! sorry it took a while to get back to you on this, my social energies are low atm 🥴✌️

i don't give dates of publication for anything i write. i know this can be frustrating, and you guys have been waiting so patiently for this next part ❤️ but the reason for this is i have ADHD, which means i have a really warped concept of how time works (i.e. it doesn't make sense to me, i overestimate/underestimate A LOT, etc.)

the last thing i want is to get your hopes up, because if your hopes are up for a timeframe and i fail to produce The Thing by said day, i'm going to feel like i've failed as a writer. this has nothing to do with whether or not i'm actually a failure for not posting a fic on time (i'm not), or whether y'all percieve me that way (i know the bulk of you would never), and everything to do with the way i percieve myself. it's guilt and frustration and feeling like something's wrong with me for not being able to produce content in an efficient manner—overall pretty shitty feelings that are not exactly conducive to ya know.... actually finishing The Thing.

so i probably won't ever be able to give you estimated posting dates. what i can give you are:

word count updates: if you ask me for a word count update on any one of my WIPs i'd be happy to let you know where i'm at with it!

answers to questions you might have about the fic: i love chatting with y'all! and hearing from you about scenes that resonated/questions you have ab certain scenes actually gets me thinking ab the fic too. which makes me excited to write. which in turn, makes me actually write. it's a win-win.

behind the scenes things: i have playlists, pinterest boards, and side blogs dedicated to my wips. i also have a wall full of sticky notes and a notebook where i sketch and scheme. so if you're interested in how i imagine cardan and jude's apartment to look, or how i plot things in general, i'm happy to share those with you.

[dressedindustandshadows]

Okay @cardan-greenbriar-tcp I created a jurdan group chat. It’s called ‘Tail Things’. It’s open to everyone so join if you’d like!!

[shrublub]

hmm should i read the series abt kaye and roiben now that i'm done with tfota they seem interesting

[visd3stele]

I know the miscommunication trope is usually annoying, but there is one time it's actually done well and ends up tearing my heart apart (which I think is the intention in most cases, but never happens because, no, if A walks away before B finishes their rant and draws the wrong conclusions I won't feel bad for either of them):

- lost/hidden letters

Example from a pretty popular book series: Cardan's letters to Jude in The Folk of the Air.

spoilers below

They're (the letters) not only heartbreaking to read, but the mere concept is pure pain (in a good way). How Cardan hopes to make Jude proud and waits for her to return to him thinking she understood him. Jude thinks he just betrayed and played her. So far is the annoying miscommunication, when the problem could be solved if they'd talk. But in TFOTA Cardand actually tries to talk to Jude about it and clear the air. He writes her about the exile, he explains himself, he asks her to come home "and yell at him, just come home" which is the closest to an in character apology I can think of at the moment story-wise.

But Jude never receives these letters. Cardan's mother burns them. Judging by Jude's reaction when she finds out – confronting his mother – she would have read them. Maybe even trust them enough to answer if not going back to have a real conversation with Cardan.

The miscommunication wasn't the characters' fault, but someone from outside their relationship, not by misguiding and feading lies to one of them (which, again, could be resolved by a quick chat), but by actively keeping them from interacting with each other.

[viivdle]

cardan: *laughs*

cardan: come back be here!

cardan: jude!!

cardan: jude..

cardan: PLEASEEE I'VE BEEN ON MY KNEES-

[pollyaunt]

The Hate you caused- one shot

Fandom: TFOTA

Summary: Set post twk. Cardan gets the most horrific news in his 19 years of life and regrets making an intentional decision.

Warnings: Angst. Lot's of angst. Major character death.

a/n: ummmmm HIIIIIII yea y'all are mad i havnt been updating but srsly i was experiencing some serious writer's block. Anywaysssss i got this idea in the middle of the night hehe ENJOY!

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"Whatever do you mean someone from Madoc's family has requested a meeting with me?"

"I repeat myself; Madoc's eldest daughter has requested an urgent meeting at this instant. She's saying she won't leave until she has a little chat with his Majesty," standing in the Royal Chambers of Palace of Elfhame, a messenger delivered the message of Viviene Duarte to the High King.

Upon hearing Vivi's unexpected arrival, a frown had formed on Cardan's face, "Why is she here?"

The messenger cleared his throat and said, "She told me to inform you it's regarding 'your dear exiled Seneschal' her words, not mine for she told me to tell you the exact wording."

A lump formed in Cardan's throat and he started imagining the worst scenarios about Jude in Mortal Realm.

"Where is she?"

"The Throne room," the messenger hadn't even gotten the chance to finish the sentence when Cardan rushed out from his chambers to the Throne room.

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Bloodshot red puffy eyes met obsidian black ones when Cardan approached Vivi.

"Are you happy now? This is what you wanted, wasn't it? Now you got it. Perhaps now you're satisfied?", Such a deep hatred pooled in Vivi's eyes which made Cardan's frown deepen and confusion laced on his face.

"What is it do you want from me Viviene?"

She scoffed and continued, "She's dead." Barely a whisper but he had caught what she said and hoped perhaps he mistook what he heard, hoped perhaps it was somewhat a trick, hoped perhaps it was one of Jude's little scheme but when she said it again, his body went numb.

"SHE IS DEAD BECAUSE OF YOU BASTARD! SHE IS DEAD! MY SISTER'S DEAD, JUDE'S DEAD!"

At that moment Cardan's heart cracked. He couldn't believe it was true, couldn't absorb the news.

He didn't remember when he asked her to prove it, to take him, didn't remember when the Roach and Bomb came with him, didn't remember when he reached the cemetery. The only thought he had was that his Jude, his queen can't be dead. No, it was impossible.

Only when the High King stood in front of the tombstone of the High Queen of Elfhame did the reality of this situation came crashing upon him.

And for the first time in his life, Cardan cried. He cried, screamed, thrashed and even tried to dig the grave again with his bare hands just to see his wife, just to see her lips or her eyes or her round mortal ears again but he failed.

His gaze fell on the tombstone once more and touched it where her name was written ignoring the sharp pain due to the soil and stones because of the digging.

The Roach and Bomb stood silently but even an old age man could tell there were sobs and grief was written all over there face.

"This is all my fault, my love," his voice raspy and barely less then an octave, "all my fault. If I never exiled you, you would have stayed. We would have ruled together. I thought you will be proud that I was able to trick you, that it was a riddle and you would have been back in Farieland within a week. I-"

He couldn't continue, his sobs overcame and he fell to his knees. He begged to the Gods above to please make it one of his nightmares but fate had other plans.

"I'm so sorry. I love you," his tears became uncontrollable. His heart broke into a million pieces and his body stopped functioning.

It was at that moment when Cardan Greenbriar hated himself more than ever.

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a/n: ooofff that was some emotional shit. Tell me if you want to be the part of tag list. Until we meet again.

taglist: @slightlyrebelliouswriter23 @thewickedkings @thekingdomofelfhame @greenbriarxrose @cinnamonsketchdust @charincharge @clockworkgraystairs @jurdanhell @jurdannet @nee-naw-nee-naw-beepbeep @rhysandswingspan @faerie-jude @jurdannetrevels

[jurdannetrevels]

It's You I Love

Greetings seekers of romance! Your journey of following your heart has led you to find "It’s You I Love", the team concocting a tale of fated fondness, star crossed lovers, true love's kiss, and the like for this revel. If that is the kind of ballad you seek, look no further, for you have found The One.

♡ @booksandlewks ♡

BIO:

Hey, I'm Jennifer! I go by Jen. I'm a big reader of fiction, fantasy, and romance. Currently reading Namesake by Adrienne Young and Second First Impressions by Sally Thorne. I like to write often, though I publish less often, but hey, I'm proud of what I put out there. I'm really into that moment when you pause reading and suddenly you entire playlist is an AU for that book couple if you tried hard enough. I love giving support and am looking forward to a writing process where we hype each other up!

FAVOURITE TFOTA QUOTE:

"You may win in the end. You may ensorcell me and hurt me and humiliate me, but I will make sure you lose everything on the way down."

♡ @dirty-wra1th ♡

BIO:

Hi everyone! My name’s Monique, (she/her) and I'll be 19 in two months. Last summer was my first time reading The Cruel Prince and I fell instantly in love. I’m a junior math major and data analysis minor and I work at my school library as a student assistant. I love reading and am currently reading two arcs (One Last Stop and Playing the Palace), before I go on to read The Crown of Gilded Bones. I am a big plotter and have plots for 5 fics. Hopefully I'll be able to crank those out soon!

FAVOURITE TFOTA QUOTE:

"Come home and shout at me. Come home and fight with me. Come home and break my heart, if you must."

FIC LINKS:

Pumpkin Spice Lattes -> Jurdan Modern AU

Masterlist

♡ @the-chick-of-the-air ♡

BIO:

You can call me Mickey (she/her)! I've always loved writing and a few years ago decided to start sharing. That led me to rediscover my love of reading. I hopped into a bunch of fandoms, one of which was TFOTA, and boy has it been a ride! As soon as I finished the series, I joined some group chats and found they really liked the fics I came up with and decided “why not?” So I made my TFOTA blog where I now post all my TFOTA related fics and content!

FAVOURITE TFOTA QUOTE:

"Most of all I hate you because I think of you. Often. It's disgusting and I can't stop."

FIC LINKS:

Masterlist

♡ @ironicallyanemic ♡

BIO:

Hi, my name is Harley (she/her)! I have always enjoyed writing, but only recently began sharing my work with others and hope to continue doing so. During the day, I work as your friendly neighborhood librarian—by night I like to paint and drink from my collection of teas while plotting my escape from society to live out my “dark academia meets cottagecore” best life.

FAVOURITE TFOTA QUOTE:

"How has the night been going for you? Mine has been full of full conversations about how my head is going to find itself on a spike."

FIC LINKS:

Masterlist

AO3

[wylanvnneck]

Hi!! I was wondering if you could write the angst prompt number 1 with jurdan??🥰

Angst Prompt #1: “The worst part is you didn’t even notice.”

Fandom: TFOTA

Ship: Jurdan

Masterlist | Prompt List

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High pitched giggles peal through the air and the noise makes the 21 year old Cardan Greenbriar wince. He’d been away from his hometown of Elfhame for 2 years now, having happily left it and his controlling family behind after graduation to go live in his dorm room back at Insmire University with his crazy roommates. Yet here he was, back again for a week-long visit in honour of his old friend Locke’s engagement.

He and Locke had never been all that close to begin with, but he had been his oldest friend, and it did seem like a good idea to come back for a bit and see how much things had changed in the years since he’d be gone, which didn’t seem to be all that much. 

Locke was still the same fox-faced wastrel that he had been, except that he was now engaged and the other member of their old gang, Valerian was still as snarky as usual, a perpetual sneer on his face whenever someone attempted to speak to him. Seated at a round outdoors table surrounded by his High School acquaintances, Cardan feels nothing but boredom.

He grips the neck of his wine glass even tighter when he sees the source of the giggling emerge from Locke’s house where his engagement party was being hosted. Taryn Duarte the Bride to Be and her posse of friends strut out into the garden from the inside of the house where they’d been gathered together doing goodness knows what for the past half hour. A glimpse of blue hair catches his eye and he recognises it as belonging to a girl named Nicasia that he used to be friends with back in High School, a million years ago.

Taryn’s six inch heels click against the asphalt of the garden path and the sight of her familiar icy brown eyes and dark hair brings up a volley of almost forgotten feelings within him. Not feelings for the rather cold female before him, but for who she reminded him of. Her twin.

Involuntarily he finds himself scanning the group of women for any sign of Taryn’s sister before coming up short and then chastising himself for looking in the first place. Jude belonged in the past where he had buried her. He takes another sip of the red wine in his hand before shifting his attention back to the conversations happening at his table, a politely unimpressed looking Garrett talked in low tones with his friend Van, both of them engrossed in whatever they were discussing, and a slightly inebriated Valerian was attempting to flirt with the disgusted woman seated next to him. 

Resisting the urge to let out a growl he downs the contents of his glass in one go before standing up to re-enter the house and get a refill, needing some kind of distraction.

He’s just finished pouring some more Merlot into his glass from the otherwise empty bar table when a rustling sound travels from somewhere nearby. He glances up at the staircase by the other end of the room, catching sight of a silky white fabric and dark brown hair before whoever it was disappears from view. Stange, he’d thought all of the other guests were outside. Setting his glass down on the table he climbs up the stairs, curiosity getting the better of him. 

Having reached the landing he searches for any sign of where the person might have gone, walking a little further down the hallway on the left before seeing the big French windows leading out to the balcony flung open, the cool night air drifting in.

Cautiously, he approaches, his body going on high alert when he notices who it is that’s standing out on the balcony, hands loosely clutching the metal rails and face turned up towards the starlit sky. Her chestnut hair is tied in an intricate braid hanging down her back and she’s wearing a slim fitting black top and flowy white pants which sway gently around her legs and she looks even more gorgeous than she had in their High School days. He takes a moment to catch his breath before slowly trudging forwards to join her.

She turns when she hears footsteps approaching, a slight frown marring her expression before she recognises him and it clears. Her gaze is as disarming as it used to be.

"Shit, man, don't just sneak up on people like that," a corner of her lip quirks.

He holds up his hands in mock surrender, "Oops, sorry."

“I didn’t know you were coming.” He catches the questioning lilt in her statement.

“It was a last minute kind of thing, I wasn’t sure if I’d be coming either, until yesterday.”

She nods and he positions himself next to her but at a safe distance, one hand coming to rest carelessly on the balcony rail next to hers.

He watches her let out a soft whoosh of breath, looking down at the garden where people were now dancing to the music that had started playing on the expensive speaker set under the bright fairy lights. There’s laughter and cigarette smoke wafting upwards, but from their little spot up above, everything seemed to be much farther away than it really was. 

Eventually, he breaks the silence. “So, Taryn and Locke, huh?”

“Yep.” She replies. The look on her face is one he can’t quite decipher.

He clears his throat and speaks in a tight voice. “Are you...upset by that? I know you and Locke used to be close.” 

He recalls the rumour that used to fly around during their senior year, people whispering about Jude and Locke having a thing. He also remembers the sharp pain that he’d felt when he’d heard that Locke had asked Jude to be his date to their Senior prom and that she’d accepted. Cardan vaguely remembers asking Nicasia to be his date to that very same prom, but the only thing that comes to mind when he thinks about that night is the haze of jealousy that had clouded his mind when he’d seen Locke twirling a grinning Jude around the dance floor.

“Me and Locke? God no. He was just a friend. Although, I think even that was only because he kept showing up and trying to talk to me in Senior Year for no apparent reason.” 

Cardan feels a surprisingly strong sense of relief wash over him at the fact that Jude was never interested in Locke that way, before his eyebrows knit together a moment later. He’d drunkenly confessed his ginormous crush on Jude to Locke at the start of their senior year, and immediately regretted it the next day. It wouldn’t surprise him if Locke had been cozying up to Jude simply to get on his nerves. It definitely seemed like something the manipulative scoundrel would do.

Not that it mattered anymore. Years had passed and he’d probably lost his chance. If he’d ever had the chance in the first place.

“I heard you’ve been off at uni all this time. Insmire, huh?” Her words are light but he’s slightly astonished that she’d been keeping track of where he’d been for the past few years. 

“Yeah, it was the break I needed.”

“What are you studying?”

“My dad wanted me to do Business for when I inherit his company, but I’m also doing a course on Classical and Ancient Languages, purely because I wanted to.”

“That’s great, Cardan.” Her sincerity is clear. “I remember how controlling your dad was. It’s great that you’re finally getting to be your own person.”

He’s sure that his astonishment at her words is blatantly obvious because a barely detectable flush travels up her neck and she averts her gaze. Not only had Jude Duarte been keeping track of where he’d been, she’d also noticed his strained relationship with his father all those years ago. A thrill rises up inside of him.

“Thank you.” He pauses. “So what have you been up to these days?” he asks, like he hasn’t been checking her social media pages at least once every few months, unwittingly grinning whenever he came across one of her rare posts with her and her few friends hanging out together outside of her own University in Nightfell. 

“Oh, same as you actually, getting a taste of independence at Uni. Doing a course on Criminal Justice.”

“That sounds amazing. Tell me all about it.”

And she does, her eyes lighting up as she talks about a subject that she enjoys studying and half of his attention is taken up by what she’s saying and the other half is just focused on her, on the way the moon illuminates one half of her and how the breeze is playing with a few loose strands of her hair and the way her mouth is moving whilst she speaks. They chat for what feels like ages before the conversation eventually flows to a comfortable halt and they hear the clanging of plates and glasses below as the other guests start on dinner, and he knows they’ll have to leave this place of idyll at some point.

He hates that. That they’re on borrowed time and that they were separated by too many years and very separate lives for their situation to be anything different now. And yet, he needs to tell her, to let her know, even if it can’t change anything.

“You know, back in High School I used to daydream about this. You and I, just talking.” He knows that the tips of his ears are probably flaming red, just like the rest of his head, but he forces himself not to look down and to keep meeting her stare. Her eyes widen when she registers what he’d said.

“I-What?” Her shock is apparent.

He breaks eye contact with her, withdrawing his hand from the spot next to hers on the rail, the disappointment coursing through him undeniable. He’d known that she’d never noticed him, but it still hurt to see the bafflement in her reaction.  

“I had a crush on you for ages, pathetic pining and all, and the worst part is you didn’t even notice.”

She flounders, mouth slightly agape, for once not having a response and the smile that curls his lips is one without mirth.

“Well, it’s been nice talking to you Jude,” he grits out, swiftly turning in an attempt to flee with what was left of his dignity.

He’d made it to the top of the staircase before hearing her voice calling after him. 

“Cardan! Cardan wait, goddammit.”

Reluctantly, he stops, bracing himself for the awkwardness of the next few minutes. She’d look at him with pity, explain to him that she wasn’t interested, or maybe that she had someone else. That last thought lances through him like a punch to the gut. During his self-indulgent social media searches he had never seen any posts that indicated that there was someone special in her life, but that didn’t necessarily mean that there wasn’t anyone. After all, Jude Duarte was a special type of woman, the type of woman that you fought for.

Too bad that he’d figured that out too late.

The sound of her boots clacking on the floor gets closer and closer and he turns around just in time for her to throw her arms around his neck and drag his head down to connect their lips, their noses bumping together in the process. Time stops, and his every High School fantasy comes true when he feels her tangle her tongue with his and it’s a little sloppy at first, especially since she had caught him off guard, but they find their rhythm and flames lick through his entire being. Frantically, he grabs a hold of her waist and pushes her until she’s against the wall, her fingers coming up to tangle in his locks as he strokes her sides.

She pulls away to breathe and they’re both panting harshly as if they had run a marathon. 

“I had a crush on you too. I hated it and I tried to fight it because you used to pick on me in middle school.” 

Had he? It was so long ago that he really couldn’t remember, but he also knew that he was precisely the type of person who’d want to hurt the girl that got under his skin.

“Really?” He grins ruefully.

“Yes, really.” She reaches up and playfully smacks the back of his head before carding her fingers through his hair in the same spot to soothe it.

‘Well, my middle school self humbly begs for your forgiveness.” He leans forward and presses their foreheads together, locking his gaze with hers.

“Apology accepted.”

And then they’re kissing once more. He may not have been prepared for a moment like this, but he was sure as hell going to hold on to it and never let go.

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Some soft boi Cardan for you lovely peeps. I hope you see this and that you enjoy, Anon. Thanks for the ask!

Tagging: @cupcakesandkittens , @aelinfeyreeleven945tbln, @thewickedkings , @kittkatandbooboo , @min-unicorn, @fangirlprincess09, @thefolkofthefic

Let me know if you’d like to be added to or taken off of the tag list🌻

[eerna]

new sequel to the TLT/TLC confusion: every time I read TFTOA on your blog it's a garbled mess of "the fault tin our astars-" and "the force towakens" and "team fortress two.... owa" send help

kcNCJDSKSJ what makes it even funnier is that the exact lineup is TFOTA. F in the chat

[highqueenjude]

Masterlist

hey everyone! i decided to put together a master list of all of my tfota fics. i’ll add onto it as i write more :)

what young!cardan thinks of jude

Taryn and the Crowning

jude moves on hc

a cardan confession

jealous!cardan

post-snake!cardan trauma

reminder: my ask box is always open for more prompts, or if you just want to chat!

[slightlyrebelliouswriter23]

i’m anon you just answered about true names and such! thank you thank you thank you soooo much i absolutely appreciate you taking the time to explain it all!! i’m actually happy to have gotten such a detailed reply by the way, you also made it pretty organized in a easy to read way

hi again, nonnie!!

no problem at all, it was my pleasure 🥰 i studied english at uni so i actually really enjoy doing analysis work, and especially for a series i love with all my heart, such as tfota!

i'm so glad my response made sense to you, and that it was enjoyable/easy to read. organising definitely helped me think more coherently about the answer i was trying to give, and i'm happy the effort did not go unappreciated!

if you ever have any more theory/analysis questions, or just generally want to shriek into the jurdan void with someone, my inbox is always open! 🖤💫