ngl but Arobynn's got rizz fr 😍🤭 (jk dw i hate him)
“Arobynn continued to pin her with that lover’s gaze. He brushed a kiss against her cheekbone, his lips soft and warm.“Tell me what I must do to atone; tell me to crawl over hot coals, to sleep on a bed of nails, to carve up my flesh. Say the word, and it is done. But let me care for you as I once did, before … before that madness poisoned my heart. Punish me, torture me, wreck me, but let me help you. Do this small thing for me—and let me lay the world at your feet.”
and yet i somehow still read them and complain that they're absolute shit afterwards 🫤
is it just me, or does the marketing tactic of "booktok fave!" or "hot on booktok!" or whatever... do the literal opposite of what it's intended to do?
Oh, it's popular on booktok? Guess I won't touch that one with a 20-foot pole.
SO MANY NEW DANIKA FANART I CANT 🥰❤️🔥
In honor of all the new (and old) fanart of Danika Fendyr, I am compiling a post (more like as many as possible) of amazing Danika Fendyr fanart along with due credits AND credit links because those are important too (so you lazy people who say "credits unknown" no longer have an excuse smh).
not me spending an hours on this that im never getting back because I have a Danika Fendyr obession and PEOPLE WHY DONT YOU TAG? makes my job so much easier if all the sources tagged.
by @mftfernandez
by @arospaintbrush
commissioned by the amazing @baxian-argos because this piece is amazing, I love you for commissioning this
by @elthericarts
by @t_kadoura
by @alrun.art
by @laurenrichelieuart
@starsthatdream
@Ivy_Gwendolline
@morgana0anagrom
@morgana0anagrom
Micah out here monologuing like a Disney villian about how he set up and murdered Danika:
Also Micah:
Bryce:
Hunt and everyone watching:
its sad how my mother keeps ranting about how i think im so hardworking but im not/ i need to studying instead of complaining i get bad grades/ look at other people etc etc but the thing is i never said i was hardworking, i never said i study hard, im perfectly aware that i dont study hard and could be more hardworking but like when things like tumblr and pinterest and instagram and netflix and tiktok exist textbooks just arent my priority ya know. also mother, the more you rant the more my passive agressive side wants to do less so maybe just, respectfully, stop bc I KNOW even if I don't exactly act like it.
You realize its easy to acknowlege that you suck/ you need to do shit trust me i knew that since I was eight but the HARD part is doing the shit not accknowleging you need to do shit so i mean 🤷♀️
The old gods are dead
Zeus sits at the bar, he’ll buy a thousand and one drinks and the girls who he smiles at will raise their eyebrows and think of the pepper spray tucked into their sleeves.
Hera waits at home. She knows the numbers of all the girls and she has their facebooks open on the computer. Her hands hover over the keyboard., She wants to tell them that men will always lie. She wants to take her own advice. She never will.
Apollo and Artemis travel the world. They are chasing the sun. Chasing the moon. They will never catch up. Their hand are curled around each others hip bones. Never in public though. They look too similar for that now. Society has learned judgement and so they keep their caresses safe in the shadows.
Poseidon wanders the shore. He wears a plastic poncho and carries a bag of trash. His tears mix with the salt water. No one can tell the difference. A girl with hair that moves like serpents trails after him, retribution in her eyes.
Hades lies in bed, his wife curled around him. He smiles because people will always believe in death and finally, finally he has beaten his brothers at something.
Athena paces through college campuses, handing out pamphlets on architecture. She scoffs at professors who are simply going through the motions. She carries signs in her hands as she marches through the streets with the students, screaming about the newest problem. She laughs wild, these children, these fearless children are her people.
Hestia wants her family to come home. She waits in the doorway, arms outstretched and a smile like forgiveness waiting to embrace the siblings whom she knows will never return.
Demeter counts down the days until her daughter returns. She smiles when children cheer over the snow days she gives them. There was a time when she had a child like that.
Persephone kisses her husband and grins when people tremble. She is vengeful and wears flowers in her hair and she will make damn sure that the world will never forget her name.
Ares walks through the Middle East, picking his way around the ruins of an elementary school. He stopped understanding war a long time ago. This was not brave, this was not heroic. This was senseless.
Aphrodite narrows her eyes at boys in cars who yell obscene things. She’s long since stopped romanticizing love. She is gaunt and over worked but sometimes she sees a teenage girl handing her baby over to an older couple who had tried for years and she feels young again. Sometimes, she sees Ares from across the room as soldiers embrace their loved ones and they smile at each other.
Hephaestus limps through his shop, his hands are worn down, his back is still twisted but people don’t seem to notice anymore. He makes their furniture, their toys and trinkets and they thank him, they pay him.
Hermes runs through the streets of New York, Tokyo, London. He is young in this time, young and beautiful and slipping between business men, his hands finding their way into their pockets. He never stops laughing.
Dionysus mixes Zeus his drinks. He watches his family grin and cry and get sick in the back room of the bar. He holds back their hair and hands them another drink before they even ask. He’s been here a long time. He’s seen them drunk more often then he’s seen them sober. He is watching them flicker out and fade.
The gods are dying. The gods are dead. The gods are us.
-L.D.
Just putting this out there, in case anyone needs a reminder:
Not all Gwynriel shippers are anti Elain
Not all Elriel shippers are anti Gwyn
Not all Elucien shippers are anti Azriel
Not all Feyre or Rhys stans hate Nesta
Not all Nesta stans hate Rhys or Feyre
We have got to stop generalizing. This fandom has seen a lot of bad days, but this is one of the lowest yet. The fact that we aren’t able to separate characters from perspective ships is ridiculous. The fact that if you like one character or prefer one ship, you are automatically labeled as hating another. These are FICTIONAL CHARACTERS. There is no reason we can’t call a truce for one week to appreciate a fictional character REGARDLESS of who we ship them with. And to see those who are making a valiant effort to unite shippers for ONE WEEK get bullied for doing so is extremely disheartening. Not 👏🏼 everything 👏🏼 in these books 👏🏼 revolves 👏🏼 around ships. Yes, in the end, they’re romance books, but we don’t read them just for the love stories, we also read them because we find comfort in individual characters and we enjoy their growth and development. Let people appreciate characters they enjoy. Let people enjoy the ships of their choosing. Stop flooding people’s inboxes with hate (this goes for ALL of the fandom, not matter your preferences). Treat others the way you want to be treated, with kindness and respect. It’s as simple as that. It’s certainly what Elain and Gwyn would both do.
this... is one of the best fic i've ever read 😭😭😭
like just look at these quotes asdfghjklllll:
-“High Lady of the Night Court,” it said with that gray-toothed smile, “it was an honor to serve your Court of Dreams.”
-Feyre couldn’t help the wicked grin that broke onto her face, one that certainly belonged to the Court of Nightmares.
- Have I mentioned yet how ravishing you look today? Came his lover’s trill. Feyre smirked openly at him; Tamlin and Lucien looked aghast. I wondered how long it’d take for you to start the shameless flirting.
-“Because,” Feyre said weakly. She was gasping through the pain, but she managed a smug smile. “ I know something you don’t. And the answer to your damn riddle is… love .”
all the Rhy/ Night Court references asdfghjklllll
Fic Sumary: In her grief after Rhys sacrifices himself to restore the Cauldron, Feyre accidentally sends herself back in time. Back in her human body, in her early days in the Spring Court, Feyre must be careful how she alters the timeline as she tries to save Rhys and Prythian from Under the Mountain.
“There is much that has changed already. You are no longer a fae with a human heart, but a human with a fae heart. You do not love the High Lord of Spring, but the Lord of Night. Be careful how you tread, Cursebreaker, for all your new choices will have consequences.“
Link to AO3
Chapters:
1 ⟡ 2 ⟡ 3 ⟡ 4 ⟡ 5 ⟡ 6 ⟡ 7 ⟡ 8 ⟡ 9 ⟡ 10 ⟡ 11 ⟡ 12 ⟡ 13 ⟡ 14 ⟡ 15 ⟡ 16 ⟡ 17 ⟡ 18 ⟡ 19 ⟡ 20 ⟡ 21 ⟡ 22 ⟡ 23 ⟡ 24
Bonus Chapters:
Rhys Calanmai POV
Rhys Fountain POV
Rhys Bargain POV
Rhys Second Trial POV
They're soulmates, your honour <3
i feel like sjm is writing a romance novel, so it makes sense that elain ends up with azriel because three sisters and three brothers and everything. but she might also just make azriel end up with gwyn and elain with lucien just for funsies.
who knows? i certainly dont. it ms sarah janet mass. at the end of the day, we'll still eat up whatever she writes and beg for whatever crumbs she offers us
but in the meantime, ill entertain myself with the anti (whomever you dislike) tags and wait for the agonizing five years it takes for sjm to finish two books to be over
·𝓜𝓾𝓵𝓽𝓲𝓯𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓸𝓶 · 𝕓𝕠𝕠𝕜𝕤 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚢𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚖𝚢 𝗮𝗻𝗱 ᥴ᥆ᥒ𝗍ᥱm⍴ᥣᥲ𝗍іᥒg ᥣі𝖿ᥱ
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