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me every single time i’m on the edge of going fully insane about a new fandom: haha what if i just checked ao3. just for fun. just to see what there is. i won’t save anything or get in too deep i’ll just do some recon. i’ll just go see. for fun

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Check out this reel feat. Quotes from our favorite himbo Illyrian, cassian!

#acotar #acomaf #acowar #acofas #a court of thorns and roses #a court of mist and fury #cassian #nessian #acosf spoilers #acosf #a court of silver flames #nesta archeron #nesta x cassian #cassian x nesta

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Soooo I haven’t been active on here for a while? But if you wanna keep up with me follow me over on Instagram!

I’m @zoereadss 🥰

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I am absolutely in love with everything you write! Like I literally got teary eyed with your last Nessian fic. ATM I am super into Jurdan stuff. While I super love their lovey dovey stuff, I am really craving some angst. Could you possibly write something where Cardan and Jude show how hurt they are with each other, then possibly make up? (Pretty, pretty please with sugar on top?) :)

ahh thank you! I know this took me forever, so pretty please forgive me! (also there aren’t any twk spoilers here, just my own little thing I wrote 

It’s Easier to Hate You 

 “Go away, Cardan.” 

Jude’s voice echoes through her room and the door, the sound traveling down the hallway, past where Cardan stands. 

He hadn’t even had the chance to knock. He simply put his fist up to the door, and, as if sensing simply his presence, she yells. He’s taken aback. Jude never denies him entry. Never. And for her to dismiss him in such a way…he isn’t sure what it means. 

She’s never done it before. 

Never. Not even after he had come to her room after their first tryst, insulted her, and then proceeded to kiss Jude silly, until her lips were red and swollen. No amount of I hate yous and you filthy mortal had ever steered her away. She’d only kissed him harder, until their clothes were on the floor and his body on top of hers. 

It was their favored foreplay, he’d thought. 

Other times, she’d been busy, doing the work of a king for him. Then, he could understand the dismissal. But just as he was commanded to never deny her visitation, they’d had an agreement–she wouldn’t deny him, either. Though it wasn’t a command…Cardan hoped there was at least some sort of trust between them. 

And that, as king, he could visit her as he wished. Without being denied. 

It seems he’s wrong. 

So Cardan, sighing, turns on his heels and starts to walk away, until–until he realizes that she hadn’t commanded him to go away. No, he could sit at that door all night until she relented and opened the door. Until, eventually, they’d wind up in bed together, tangled in the sheets. 

Or, he could knock again. Better yet, he could just open the door himself. Sure, Jude might be pissed, but it’s nothing a kiss wouldn’t fix. 

Is that…is that why I’m here? Cardan thinks, and he can’t lie to himself. Of course that’s why he’s here. He can’t get his mind off of Jude. Every moment with her is a dream, every kiss makes his heart pound faster. 

He wishes it wouldn’t. Wishes that he could hate her. That would make everything easier, he knows. No entanglement, and absolutely no mortals. Those were his rules. Uncomplicated, easy to follow. 

Until he laid eyes on Jude. 

It took years, of course, for him to understand that it wasn’t a visceral hate he felt towards her, but an attraction, so intense that hiding it became harder and harder with every moment they spent together. 

And then a month ago, he kissed her. And she kissed him back, and it was all over. 

Cardan reflects on their relationship–if it could even be called that–and turns around, walking back to Jude’s door. 

He knocks again. 

“I told you to leave,” she says, “if I have to command you, I will.” 

Cardan sighs. “I would like a word, Jude.” 

“You’ve had plenty already.” 

“Please.” He hates the word, hasn’t used it in years. Especially not on some mortal girl. 

He hears the door unlock. It creaks open, until Jude stands in front of him. She looks…looks as though she’s been crying. Cardan realizes he’s never seen her with so much as puffy eyes before. He’s never seen her cry. 

“Were you crying.” It comes out as more of a statement than a question.

“No.” 

“I love it when you lie,” he purrs. 

“Now you’re lying.” 

“You know I cant. Tell me why you were crying.” 

Jude motions for him to come in. He does, and closes the door behind him. 

“Be honest with me,” Cardan demands. 

She debates it for a second. He can see it, the way her eyes move from side to side, her brow furrowing. She presses her lips into a thin line. He knows she doesn’t want to do this, to talk to him–to be honest with him. 

It would be so much easier to be able to lie, he realizes. Or to be able to detect lies. He wishes he could. 

Jude sighs, and Cardan hopes she’s being honest as she speaks. 

“I’m mad at you.” 

Cardan cocks his head. He would guess that she’s lying, but there’s something about her voice. She’s telling the truth. He doesn’t need her word to know that. “You’re…mad.” 

“Yes, King,” Jude spits, “I’m mad.” 

“Why are you mad, then?” 

Jude hesitates. Again, she’s debating telling him the truth. But then her shoulders slump, and he knows she’s about to be honest again. 

“You kiss me. You’re intimate with me. And yet, you can’t stop calling me mortal filth, nothing but dirt. You kiss me and then you tell me you hate me. You play a prank on me and then throw yourself at me.” 

Cardan stares at her. He knows this is all true. 

“Do you want me, Cardan?” 

He’s barely breathing when the words escape his lips. “Yes.” 

“Then show me. Show me you want me. Do you care about me?” 

Oh, how he’d hoped she wouldn’t ask this question. He remains silent. 

“Answer me, Cardan,” Jude snaps, and he’s so taken aback that he blurts out yet another yes. 

Cardan wishes he could lie like the humans. He wishes that he could say no, that he could tell her that no, he does not care about her, that he feels nothing but burning hatred for her. Because anything, anything, would be better than trying to explain his feelings. How he hates her, yet cares for her. How his hatred for her is is own personal form of punishment, of self-loathing, because Cardan Greenbriar, King of Elfhame, is in love with a mortal. 

And he hates it.

He wants to tell her this. Wants to pull her close, whisper in her ear that hates her, press his lips to his, and then whisper that he loves her. But he doesn’t. He just sits there, silent, as Jude stares at him. 

“I care about you too,” she suddenly whispers, and moves closer to him, grabbing his hand. 

“I prefer you hating me,” he mutters. 

“Fine. I hate you and I care about you. Better?” She’s smiling now, looking up at him. 

He hates it. 

He wants to bend down and kiss her. 

“It will do for now,” he says, more to himself than to her, and bends down to press a kiss to her forehead. 

Cardan wishes he could just hate her. 

But a sliver of his heart wishes he could love her, too. The way she deserves. 

Maybe one day he will. 

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I Forgive You (Elorcan)

Summary: Lorcan and Elide fight in the battle for Terrasen. 

A/N: I’m sorry in advance. TW–Death

My Writing | Ao3 

The lush, green lands of Terrasen were bathed in blood.

Led by Aedion, soldiers worked to hold the front lines, spraying black blood this way and that with every swipe of a sword. Valg and Ilken fell to the ground, heads rolling and bodies crumpling where they stood.

But still, it wasn’t enough. They were coming in hordes and not even the army Aelin had amassed could keep them from breaking through and continuing their ruthless attack, red blood mixing with black.

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REVIEW: Fable

Fable, by Adrienne Young

Release Date: 9/1/2020

Rating: 4/5

First off, can we just take another look at the cover?! Because seriously, that is a WORK. OF. ART. Easily one of most beautiful covers I’ve ever seen.

Summary:After her mother drowns in a shipwreck, Fable’s father–one of the most notorious traders in the Narrows–dumps her on an island of thieves, abandoning her and forcing…

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#2020 release #fable #young adult

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REVIEW: There Will Come a Darkness

There Will Come a Darkness, by Katy Rose Pool

Rating: 3.5/5

Overall, I enjoyed reading this one. It took a while for me to get into it (and by that I mean it took me getting to the halfway point to want to finish it), but I was really curious as to how it was going to end.

I felt a little like I was dropped into the world with little to no explanation of things when I started, which…

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REVIEW: Mexican Gothic, by Silvia Moreno-Garcia

REVIEW: Mexican Gothic, by Silvia Moreno-Garcia

Mexican Gothic, by Silvia Moreno-Garcia

Release Date: June 30th, 2020

Rating: 5/5

It’s hard to put into words just how eerie, Weird, and horrifying (in the best ways!) Mexican Gothic was, but I’ll do my best here.

Summary: Mexican Gothic follows Noemí Taboada, who, after receiving a worrisome letter from her cousin, journeys to High Place to come to her rescue. The house is…

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#2020 release #gothic fiction #horror #horror fiction #mexican gothic #silvia moreno garcia #weird fiction

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REVIEW: Aurora Rising

Aurora Rising, by Amie Kaufman and Jay Kristoff

Rating: 5/5

Holy….wow. I’m not usually into sci fi. I read it a lot as a kid and ended up tiring myself out and not wanting to read the genre much more. But then I read illuminae and was sucked back in. And then Aurora Rising came into my life. And holy moly, I would read this a million times over and would still want to read it again. Amie…

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REVIEW: Darkdawn

Darkdawn, by Jay Kristoff

Rating: 5/5

That was an ending worthy of Mia Corvere. The Nevernight Chronicles have been bloody, violent, and cruel. But they have also been full of love, of joy, of happiness. While those moments come in spades, of course, Darkdawn gives us more of these moments. It lets our Mia see happiness and joy, something she’s deserved all her life.

I didn’t know what I…

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YA Read-Alikes for Classics

YA Read-Alikes for Classics

Every reader has probably been told to read the Classics, whether that be in high school or by family members begging them to pick up something other than Young Adult Fantasy. I know I’m one of those people; my dad constantly asks me why I’m not reading Classic literature like Herman Melville instead of my “usual” choices.

My answer is simple: I studied English at my undergraduate university.…

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#classics #read alikes #ya #young adult

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The good plot twists aren't the ones that are wild left turns out of nowhere, they're the ones that make all the other little things that didn't quite add up before suddenly click

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FINALLY! This took me ages, so much detail for me D: I like how it came out tho, have been playing with new brushes, it’s been exciting!

P.S. I added the sagittarius constellarion as they are the Archerons.

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jude: *falls*

jude: i guess i’ll have to add gravity to my list of enemies

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Just a bit about Hamilton

Listening to Hamilton is one thing. Watching it is another entirely. 

Let’s talk about what we get from the music. Sure, most of the story is told, but we (at least, I) assumed that a majority of the time, each character was telling their own story. It was all a general perspective. Without any visual cues, we only saw part of the story, part of the magic of Hamilton. 

Yesterday, as I watched the production, I found myself tearing up for a majority of the show. Hamilton is a work of art. And yes, of course I recognize the criticisms of the show and they are valid, but I also find the commentary of the show itself fascinating. Lin-Manuel Miranda created a masterpiece, and watching it for the first time yesterday, I could truly see that. 

Now onto Aaron Burr. As high schoolers, most of us knew him as the guy who killed Hamilton in a duel. Emphasis on the duel. I distinctly remember talking about the duel in my A.P. US history class far more than the man behind the gun. 

Hamilton changes this.

The show opens with Burr directly addressing the audience, asking them a rhetorical question they’ll eventually have answered mere minutes later. This sets him up as the narrator; it’s his lens we’re seeing the story through. Listening to the soundtrack, I didn’t realize this. It took watching the story, watching the times Burr watches the story around him, even interacting with others as if he knows how the conversation is going to go already. 

As the show continues, it becomes more obvious that Burr is the one telling the story of Alexander Hamilton’s legacy. This is especially clear at the end, when he’s telling the audience to “look it up Hamilton was wearing his glasses.” He’s trying to justify his actions, to try to show he’s not a monster. He was trying to protect his family, and was unwilling to take the risk. Even so, he still sounds remorseful. As if wanting to take back his actions.

After Hamilton’s death, Burr goes on to narrate the aftermath, continuing until Eliza takes over. At that point, Eliza is the one preserving and continuing his legacy. The exchange of narration, however, is telling. Though Eliza was sharing his legacy and ensuring it endured, so was Burr by telling the story. By being the one to narrate it, to share it, despite having also been the man that killed him. 

It’s as if Burr wishes to make up for killing Hamilton by making sure that he shares and continues his legacy. He’s repenting for his sin. The only way to see this, though, is by watching the musical. Though you can hear the emotion in Burr’s voice in the songs, seeing his reactions is the only way to truly capture the full story. 

Hamilton is a reflection of Burr’s life as much as it is Hamilton’s. As the musical progresses, this becomes more obvious. Burr continues to address the audience, again asking questions and wondering why he continues to be inadequate when compared to Hamilton. 

I mean, it’s obvious they’re foils of one another. Burr is unwilling to pick a side, unwilling to take a stand; Hamilton, however, is strong in his values and believes you must pick a side and stay strong in your convictions. He is unwilling to play the game of politics in the way that Burr does. Hell, they’re even divided on the nature of duels. Where Hamilton thinks the duel with Charles Lee is necessary, for example, Burr finds ridiculous. What’s interesting, though, is by Act II, they seem to have switched their beliefs entirely. When Burr chooses to shoot Hamilton, he is taking a side. He’s taking a stand via duel, something he previously believed to be absurd. Hamilton, however, aims upward, choosing this instead of risking the life of his opponent by shooting him. His actions further indicate he’s unwilling to kill someone in a duel, something he likely would have been more than willing to do in Act I. These characters have been developed so well that they are perfect foils of one another. It’s impressive. 

Hamilton’s always impressed me. I remember hearing about it and thinking I’d be the only one interested (I’d recently gone through a phase where I was obsessed with Alexander Hamilton. I don’t know or understand why. I blame APUSH junior year). When I saw Hamilton take off, I was delighted. And to finally have the opportunity to see it now, years later, after having sung the soundtrack countless times? It’s incredible. 

#hamilton #alexander hamilton #hamilton musical #aaron burr #united states history #broadway #us history #broadway musical #critical analysis #hamilton analysis

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Just a bit about Hamilton

Listening to Hamilton is one thing. Watching it is another entirely. 

Let’s talk about what we get from the music. Sure, most of the story is told, but we (at least, I) assumed that a majority of the time, each character was telling their own story. It was all a general perspective. Without any visual cues, we only saw part of the story, part of the magic of Hamilton. 

Yesterday, as I watched the production, I found myself tearing up for a majority of the show. Hamilton is a work of art. And yes, of course I recognize the criticisms of the show and they are valid, but I also find the commentary of the show itself fascinating. Lin-Manuel Miranda created a masterpiece, and watching it for the first time yesterday, I could truly see that. 

Now onto Aaron Burr. As high schoolers, most of us knew him as the guy who killed Hamilton in a duel. Emphasis on the duel. I distinctly remember talking about the duel in my A.P. US history class far more than the man behind the gun. 

Hamilton changes this.

The show opens with Burr directly addressing the audience, asking them a rhetorical question they’ll eventually have answered mere minutes later. This sets him up as the narrator; it’s his lens we’re seeing the story through. Listening to the soundtrack, I didn’t realize this. It took watching the story, watching the times Burr watches the story around him, even interacting with others as if he knows how the conversation is going to go already. 

As the show continues, it becomes more obvious that Burr is the one telling the story of Alexander Hamilton’s legacy. This is especially clear at the end, when he’s telling the audience to “look it up Hamilton was wearing his glasses.” He’s trying to justify his actions, to try to show he’s not a monster. He was trying to protect his family, and was unwilling to take the risk. Even so, he still sounds remorseful. As if wanting to take back his actions.

After Hamilton’s death, Burr goes on to narrate the aftermath, continuing until Eliza takes over. At that point, Eliza is the one preserving and continuing his legacy. The exchange of narration, however, is telling. Though Eliza was sharing his legacy and ensuring it endured, so was Burr by telling the story. By being the one to narrate it, to share it, despite having also been the man that killed him. 

It’s as if Burr wishes to make up for killing Hamilton by making sure that he shares and continues his legacy. He’s repenting for his sin. The only way to see this, though, is by watching the musical. Though you can hear the emotion in Burr’s voice in the songs, seeing his reactions is the only way to truly capture the full story. 

Hamilton is a reflection of Burr’s life as much as it is Hamilton’s. As the musical progresses, this becomes more obvious. Burr continues to address the audience, again asking questions and wondering why he continues to be inadequate when compared to Hamilton. 

I mean, it’s obvious they’re foils of one another. Burr is unwilling to pick a side, unwilling to take a stand; Hamilton, however, is strong in his values and believes you must pick a side and stay strong in your convictions. He is unwilling to play the game of politics in the way that Burr does. Hell, they’re even divided on the nature of duels. Where Hamilton thinks the duel with Charles Lee is necessary, for example, Burr finds ridiculous. What’s interesting, though, is by Act II, they seem to have switched their beliefs entirely. When Burr chooses to shoot Hamilton, he is taking a side. He’s taking a stand via duel, something he previously believed to be absurd. Hamilton, however, aims upward, choosing this instead of risking the life of his opponent by shooting him. His actions further indicate he’s unwilling to kill someone in a duel, something he likely would have been more than willing to do in Act I. These characters have been developed so well that they are perfect foils of one another. It’s impressive. 

Hamilton’s always impressed me. I remember hearing about it and thinking I’d be the only one interested (I’d recently gone through a phase where I was obsessed with Alexander Hamilton. I don’t know or understand why. I blame APUSH junior year). When I saw Hamilton take off, I was delighted. And to finally have the opportunity to see it now, years later, after having sung the soundtrack countless times? It’s incredible. 

#hamilton #hamilfilm #alexander hamilton #hamilton musical #aaron burr #united states history #broadway #us history #broadway musical #critical analysis #hamilton analysis #hamilton criticism #aaron burr analysis