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Wrath: Uh huh.
Emilia: My betrothed, Pride.
Wrath: Sure.
Emilia: Youāll be sorry when he comes.
Wrath: If you say so.
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Emilia: My betrothed will come for me.
Wrath: Uh huh.
Emilia: My betrothed, Pride.
Wrath: Sure.
Emilia: Youāll be sorry when he comes.
Wrath: If you say so.
Emilia: *breaks their kiss* Weāre only going to kiss until my betrothed comes for me.
Wrath: If you say so.Ā
Emilia: Maybe a little oral too.
Wrath: As you wish.
Emilia: My betrothed is going to come soon.
Wrath: Bet Iāll make you come first.
Screaming at the way we all thought it was Emilia who made Wrath come out of a cold existence by opening him up to love, but instead it turns out that Wrath was the one who made Emilia feel emotions other than fury and vengeance. And she did the same to him in turn.
They both made each other feel love for the first time in their centuries-long existence, and I think it's so beautiful.
Iām a simple person. I just want to spend my time reading young adult novels with complex fantasy worlds, a female protagonist who stabs for fun/can fight, and a quippy black haired character who is her enemy/love interest. I know what I like.Ā Ā
*Reading Kingdom of the Wicked*
I wonder what House would I best be aligned to? š¤ Perhaps Gluttony or Sloth?
*Readung KotF*
"All he does is lounge about with his books. His House is one giant, messy library"
Hmm.. leaning towards Sloth even more now
"Sloth inched his way over, looking every bit as handsome as his brothers, though he seemed ready to curl up in the corner and read a book I was fairly certain heād smuggled into his jacket pocket."
Ladys, gents and everyone who are both and neither - I totally belong in House Sloth. š
*someone gets murdered at house greed*
Emilia on the way there:
This is a scrumptious scene from Kingdom of the Cursed by Kerri Maniscalco! ā voted on by my wonderful Patreons for Novemberās Sketch-a-Wish! (I did Emilia a solid and excluded her wine-drenched front for the photo-op)
Me: jealousy and possiveness are such turn offs, Toxic Masculinity, no no hell no, RED FLAG, big red flag, me no like-
morally gray men written by women: *going feral because someone looked wrong at the women they love*
Me: .......
Me:
are you actually reading for fun or is it to distract your mind from the current state your life is in and to keep you in a blissful fantasy where all the monsters could be slayed and problems could be solved with simply the turn of a page?
Emilia: I donāt like this devil-may-care attitude.Ā
Wrath:Ā
Wrath: I can guarantee you that the devil most definitely cares.
Emilia: Has he told you that?
Wrath:
Wrath: ā¦yes
Emilia: Like you had a meeting?
Wrath:
Wrath: Sure.
characters about their morally grey bf: so WHAT if heās the devil? at least the devil has a JOB! at least heās active in the community!
Me watching my comfort character go on a literal killing spree
Enemies to lovers romance is the journey from sweetheart (derogatory) to sweetheart (affectionate)
Fandom is not about cancellable opinions itās about sharing and spreading art and fics and gif sets and poetry and showering each other in praise and tearing up because someone said something nice about a thing you made and writing posts that say reblog to give the person you reblogged this from a kiss on the forehead actually
*exports you as a jpeg* *and turns the quality waaaaay down*
my friendās cat doesnāt care about anything
Little Pepsi boy
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