“my soul is in the sky. ”
– william shakespeare, a midnight's summer dream
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“my soul is in the sky. ”
– william shakespeare, a midnight's summer dream
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“Never have I dealt with anything more difficult than my own soul.”
— 𝐼𝑚𝑎𝑚 𝑎𝑙-𝐺ℎ𝑎𝑧𝑎𝑙𝑖
sometimes we all need to stay up all night, listening to classical music, discussing art and poetry, drinking red wine, while looking at the moon
you said in anon ask you want to write a post on most iconic acomaf moments. MA'AM PLEASE WRITE!!
Feyre remembering her last conversation with Rhys and knowing deep down that he’s not her enemy, how she looks at the night sky to calm herself when she wakes up from nightmare and Tamlin ignores her, how she instinctively stands up for Rhys at the Spring Court.
Rhys crashing up the wedding in the most dramatic way possible and his whole asshole, arrogant persona in this moment. HE’S SO FUNNY
The shoe throwing scene of course. It’s even better when you know Mor saw the whole thing.
Rhysand is the most handsome High Lord. Seriously, their dynamic when Rhys is being an obnoxious, annoying teacher. Like they have so much chemistry even then, they always have had chemistry.
You are no one’s subject.
When Rhys is worried sick about Feyre and there’s nothing he can do about it, and you know it’s killing him.
Mor rescuing Feyre. Such a powerful scene between two survivors.
The start of their “a thought for a thought” ritual, how it’s always been natural and easy for them to talk to each other.
Meeting the IC for the first time; how Feyre starts to realize how badly she’d been treated at the Spring Court.
Rhys helping Feyre after her nightmares.
You are my salvation, Feyre.
The whole Weaver scene; their flirting, Feyre realizing she doesn’t want to be a prey anymore.
Rhys being in awe that Feyre’s born on the longest night of the year.
You could try rubbing it on certain body parts and I might come faster. RHYS PLS
Their magical sexting. They have it bad they can’t help it
Feyre breaking down in front of Cassian, then Rhys wiping away her tears and just always being there to comfort her.
The small but adorable things like Rhys flicking her nose.
Territorial Feyre watching Rhys when they go out.
JEALOUSY AT THE SUMMER COURT. It’s just so good.
If I fucked him for it, what would you do? God. The angst. The tension. It’s insane
Feyre being so upset at seeing Rhys flirt with Cresseida and Rhys being jealous of Tarquin.
To the stars who listen and the dreams that are answerered.
Feyre not wanting to leave Rhys alone to his dark thoughts, the flirting that ensues, them almost leaving for the lingerie shop, then Rhys sending her a smutty vision and Feyre SMASHING INTO A POST. PLS IT’S TOO GOOD
Feyre slowly healing, realizing she wants to spend more and more time with Rhys, that she enjoys being with him.
Rhys always crowning Feyre.
The wingspan talk.
The absolute perfection that is the Court of Nightmare scene. Rhys not wanting Feyre to see him like this, but Feyre accepts every part of him and is turned on af by his evil High Lord persona. How good they are at playing together. How they nearly fuck on that throne in front of everyone HOLY HELL.
Rhys going feral because Keir called Feyre a whore. YES.
Their fight aftwerward, then Feyre realizing she wants to start something with Rhys. She doesn’t know what yet, but she wants to try. She waits for him but he never shows up...the pain.
But I forgot to tell him that the villain is usually the person who locks up the maiden and throws away the key. He was the one who let me out.
How they make up at starfall, Rhys opening up about kissing her Under the Mountain and how he regrets it. The cuteness of the splattered star-spirit, Feyre laughing an smiling, them dancing together, everything is just so beautiful. Something shifts between them after this, it’s when Feyre realizes she’s in love with him.
The tension when they’re at the Illyrian camp is simply off the charts. They both can’t think straight.
When you spend so long trapped in darkness, Lucien, you find that darkness begins to stare back. Feyre’s evil act when she meets Lucien in the woods is so badass and satisfying.
Seriously who does the Only One Bed trope like them?
“I look at you and I feel like I’m dying”
“I want fun, a distraction” oh Feyre.
Rhys getting kidnapped and Feyre going berserk and rescuing him.
The High Lord of the Night Court is your mate and the angst following the reveal.
Rhys telling his tale and everything from the previous book totally making sense. It’s just so heartwrenching and beautifully done.
Feyre’s love confession and Rhys crying. I just?? What beats that?? nothing
The payoff afterward. God. I really don’t mind that it isn’t as filthy as acosf, smut doesn’t have to be extra filthy to be hot. What makes it so great is that it’s the culmination of all that tension and slow-burn.
Feyre protecting Velaris with her water wolves and slaying the Attor.
The reveal that Tamlin had been working with the King.
Feyre sacrificing herself to save her family, then the unexpected Rhysand POV. Feyre is High Lady of the Night Court. *sobs*
And so Tamlin unwittingly led the High Lady of the Night Court into the heart of his territory. *chef’s kiss* SO GOOD SO SATISFYING.
my favourite thing is when enemies to lovers are getting heated…and their faces end up really close… and they’re making solid eye contact…and then one of them is just like… *gaze drops to lips*
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A Hogwarts Aesthetic: Autumnal
“Though I can digress with the best of them, I am nothing in my soul if not obsessive.”
-The Secret History (1992)
Whatever we call beautiful, we quiver before it.
Dark Blue Magic Aesthetic moodboard!
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Beige trench coat , wool sweaters, plaid skirts, think feminism fatale, but educated , sobbing in bed late at night over the secret history or dead poets society, tea with milk and sugar , subsequent tea strains.