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“God, your voice. I don’t think you’ll ever understand what your voice does to me.”
— (via rosecean)
Four Meters of Perfection
Michelangelo’s David at the School of Belle Arti Museum in Florence, Italy
Jurdan block for the kiss meme! I got like 1000 requests for them and the funniest thing is that there ARE canon moments for almost all of them, but I think 3 is fair
creative writing’s just like yeah sure i can deal with my issues i just need to cover them in several layers of metaphors first
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Right, time to sleep read
“What could I become if I stopped worrying about death, about pain, about anything? If I stopped trying to belong? Instead of being afraid, I could become something to fear.” - The Cruel Prince by Holly Black
*pretends to look for book*
I Can Do Worse To You
Most would call him a damned fool. Would say hate that strong could dry an ocean or level an entire forest, but The Wicked King knows hatred like no one else.
Summary: A short Cardan-POV bonus scene that takes place during The Wicked King following the Hunter’s Moon Revel/Queen of Mirth scene. Set immediately after the council meeting in Cardan’s rooms where he asks Jude to stay behind & she snaps at him and leaves. This poor guy is just angsty and pining, someone get him a hug or a piece of cake or something.
Words: 650
Rating: GA
Links: Read on AO3
A/N: This came together shockingly quickly while I was in the shower, and the only explanation is that I was possessed by the spirit of Cardan Greenbriar. I don’t have any other explanation for how this idea has been sitting in my drafts for weeks and then in, approximately 20 minutes, came together as a completed ficlet. Bonus points if you catch that the last line is an homage to “hatred so bright it was the first thing that truly warmed him” from HTKOELTHS, though me telling you kind of gives it away [shrug emoji]. Hope you guys enjoy!!
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Give me an order again, and I will show you true shame. Locke’s games will be as nothing to what I make you do.
Jude’s words linger as the door slams shut behind her reverberating through the High King’s massive chambers. Cardan stands frozen for a moment, staring at the empty space she left behind. For one maddening moment he considers following after her, but realizes he has yanked on the bent and broken chain of Jude’s patience enough for one evening.
Here’s to sunshine, gorgeous book maps, and days off 🙌🏻🤍
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