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[cicada-bones]

The Warrior and the Wildfire

Queen of Shadows from Rowan’s POV - link to Ao3

This is a continuation of the Warrior and the Embers, but you do not absolutely need to read that in order to read this (though I do recommend it). This will also comply with canon, but I am going to be sneaking in a bunch of extras and outtakes, and POV’s other than Rowans!

link to The Warrior and the Embers (Heir of Fire - Rowan POV): Masterlist / Ao3

Let me know if you would like to be tagged in this! (reply/reblog/send an ask) 

Chapter Masterlist below:

Chapter 1: Return to Mistward

Chapter 2: Foreboding

Chapter 3: Oath-Breaker

Chapter 4: The Voyage

Chapter 5: Reunion

Chapter 6: The Forgotten Child

Chapter 7: Forged

Chapter 8: A Golden Afternoon

[xanaxfarts]

assorted art nouveau charms scanned by me✧˖*°࿐

[laurasimonsdaughter]

Perhaps they ought not to have eaten the dragon. There had been people objecting to it at the time. Surely such meat was poisonous. Perhaps it was even an affront, an insult to some intangible order of nature they ought to honour.

But the city was starving, the siege had gone on too long, and the king's troops were still a week's march away. The scorched earth would be fertile again in time, but right now it was barren. Right now there were mouths to feed. So they changed their crossbows for butcher knives and got to work.

None of the royal commanders asked any questions that could not be answered. After all, their aid had come shamefully late. The dragon's horned skull made a noble gift, a fitting tribute from a triumphant city to its humbled king. Who would have thought to question them?

And none of the townsfolk spoke up, when the first golden-eyed babes were born. Children who grew up barefoot and fearless, clambering over the city's patched and rebuilt roofs like they had no notion of falling, with a strange glitter to their skin when the sunlight hit it just so. No one breathed a word about dragons.

Because soon enough there were deft, young hands taking loaves straight out of the oven, heedlessly lifting iron from the forge, plunging into boiling laundry water. And some of them more wondrous still, wild, warm-skinned youths, with inexplicable knowledge and peculiar remedies.

A blessing, their families said proudly. A blessing after so much hardship. Which it was, in its way. This city would never fear dragon fire again.

[lierdumoa]

[polkadotmotmot]

Yvonne Troxell Lamothe - Purple and Red Leaves, 2023 - Oil on panel

[petitworld]

by Caroline

[zegalba]

Felix Gonzalez-Torres: Untitled (1991)

[girlnephew]

[creativepromptsforwriting]

I haven't abandoned this story. I just put it on the back burner for now. The story is just on a small vacation. It is currently out of office. It can't come to the phone right now. It just fell under my bed to sleep with the monsters. It never left my head. It is everywhere - except on paper.

[catilinas]

Chen Chen

[owlpuddle]

already more interesting drama than the movie itself

[derinthescarletpescatarian]

Me whenever someone like Jenny Nicholson or Lindsay Ellis or whatever posts an uncomplimentary review of something: eh whatever

Me whenever someone drags in the lawyers to try to silence them: actually I suddenly care about this more than anything

[sixpenceee]

Designer Joe Doucet invented a flat wind turbine that can be incorporated into walls, rather than harnessing the wind with huge blades suspended on tall towers. The turbine wall is made up of a grid of square panes that spin along 25 axes | source

[drakoncoastie]

Its hypnotic

[sasukesun]

heart shaped necklaces that say “find me in the future” “there you are sweetheart sorry i’m late i was looking everywhere for you”

[jaubaius]

Magic

[itscolossal]

Wilting Flowers Elegantly Sculpted in Glass by Lilla Tabasso Are Suspended in States of Decay

[bathroomcube]

throwing a grenade and then immediately throwing myself on top of it to save everyone

[bathroomcube]

i completely miss the grenade and everyone in the room dies including me

[libertineangel]

Democrat political strategy

[rumade]

I’d divorce him too lmao

[sustainableseparatists]

[sisyphereantask]

It’s never JUST about the tomatoes.

[probablyasocialecologist]

Basically!

Throughout the day, partners would make requests for connection, what Gottman calls “bids.” For example, say that the husband is a bird enthusiast and notices a goldfinch fly across the yard. He might say to his wife, “Look at that beautiful bird outside!” He’s not just commenting on the bird here: He’s requesting a response from his wife—a sign of interest or support—hoping they’ll connect, however momentarily, over the bird.

The wife now has a choice. She can respond by either “turning toward” or “turning away” from her husband, as Gottman puts it. Though the bird-bid might seem minor and silly, it can actually reveal a lot about the health of the relationship. The husband thought the bird was important enough to bring it up in conversation and the question is whether his wife recognizes and respects that.

These bidding interactions had profound effects on marital well-being. Couples who had divorced after a six-year follow-up had “turn-toward bids” 33 percent of the time. Only three in 10 of their bids for emotional connection were met with intimacy. The couples who were still together after six years had “turn-toward bids” 87 percent of the time. Nine times out of 10, they were meeting their partner’s emotional needs.

The Secret to Love Is Just Kindness

Those who showed genuine interest in their partner’s joys were more likely to be together.

[evavalor]

underrated trope: “i’ve lost my memory and idk who you are but i just have this feeling that i’m supposed to trust you”

[meg-moira]

This - but the feeling is absolutely, completely, 100% wrong.

Person 1: “I don’t know what it is about you…I just know that I can trust you.”

Person 2, their actual, literal worst enemy: “Excuse me, what?”

Cue enemies to friends to lovers speedrun.

[pissoff-youbitch]

love this