maybe one day i'll be as influencial as darlingod😞🙏

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maybe one day i'll be as influencial as darlingod😞🙏
But kissing [him] never felt the way kissing Cardan does, like taking a dare to run over knives, like an adrenaline strike of lightning, like the moment you've swum out to sea and there is no going back, only cold black water closing over your head.
@darlingod replied:
OKG YES I JUST WANT JUDE TO DESCRIBE THE LOOK IN CARDANS EYES WHEN SHE FIRST SEES HIM AGAIN
It is going to be hungry and longing and utterly ridiculous, probably. And Jude will probably so overwhelmed and raising her hackles as always, she will twist it to be piercing and menacing. It’ll be so intense he won’t be able to look away for several seconds. It will hurt for both of them.
And like, if it happens in the mortal world? Ohhhh boy.
Cardan seeing Jude in mortal dress for the first time. Wearing denim shorts and Doc Martens instead of a beautiful flowing dress and slippers. A pocket knife instead of a sword. Her hair in a messy bun instead of the carefully styled hairstyles Tatterfell used to do for her.
Intense freckles on the bridge of her nose from actually being in the sunlight for some extended amount of time. Chapped lips. Flushed cheeks.
if Cardan sees her like that for their reunion I’m gonna—
This was his soul made flesh, the truth of him laid bare in the blazing sun, shorn of mystery and shadow. This was the truth behind the handsome face and the miraculous powers, the truth that was the dead and empty space between the stars, a wasteland peopled by frightened monsters.
The words were only words. He could never part with her. So it was easy to push her into his path ― and push him off course. The equivalent of waving a red flag in front of a bull. She was his hurricane, and every nudge pulled him deeper into the eye of the storm.