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Does Anyone else kinda hate Tella?

When I was reading Caraval for the first time I didn’t love Tella although that may have stemmed from the fact that she literally kidnapped her sister and took her to a magical circus with the help of a complete stranger! Like now we know Julian and I totally ship him and Scarlett but Scarlett literally knew him for all of a day before he helped Tella kidnap her like what? And Scarlett just forgave her!?!? At first I thought it might just be the perspective but when I was reading legendary it only made me like her less! Especially when she was talking about taking the cards from her mother and how everyone liked her sister more, I remember she specifically said “When Felipe ignored her in favor of her sister Scarlett” it made me realize how self centered she was like she just could not comprehend the sacrifices Scarlett made for her Scarlett literally had to watch the only person who was nice to her be killed by her father and Tella wasn’t the only one who lost her mother and missed her even though she acted like she was the only difference between them in that regard was that Scarlett was smart enough to realize that their mother left for a reason and that she might not want to come back anyways sorry for the rant.

#I ALWAYS found Tella extremely annoying #I felt like everything she did was sooo self-centered and almost nothing she did was in Scarlett's best interest #it made me soooo mad how much attention she got in the second and third books because I LOVE Scarlett #z.txt

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The fuck???

#…????? #z.txt

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it is so funny to me that eva's hair is described as rose gold and every fan artist collectively was like "wrong. bubblegum pink." and they were right

#I did not forget…but I am not a fan artist 😔 #z.txt

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♡ the ballad of never after ♡

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I think we moved on a little too quickly from the fact that Apollo killed that kid to frame jacks…

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hello hello, does anyone know whether I should read caraval first or ouabh?? like is it better to read one series first then the other or does it not matter?

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"When Jacks wanted something, it was with an intensity that could break worlds and build kingdoms. That was the energy pouring off him now, as if he wanted to destroy her and make her his queen all at once"

~The Ballad of Never After, Chapter 40

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Me discovering Apollo had a pov before Jacks:

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from “do not be tricked by his charming dimples” to “you know, i’ve always loved your dimples.” 😻😩🤭

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Evangeline: jacks is evil do not trust him

Also Evangeline: you’re pretty. Guys I think I can fix him.

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Considering the number of people who LOVED this story and were audible about it, I am only writing for this fandom and never for BTS ever again

(I say, as if this isn’t the only fanfic I’ve written in probably a year)

Once Upon a Happily Ever After

Pairing: Evajacks ofc :3

Genre: fluff

Word Count: 1.2k

Warnings: nada

Summary: Evangline wakes up alone in the library, so she goes on a hunt for Jacks and a particular Baby Fox.

Evangeline could hear the distant ticking of the clock as she shifted in her chair, causing it to sway a bit.  The last thing she remembered was sitting down to read, but she’d apparently fallen asleep, and she wasn’t sure how much time had passed now.  Her book was no longer in her hand or even in her lap, and a soft blanket had been draped over her.  Jacks’s doing, no doubt.

She pushed herself up slowly, causing the chair to swing even more.  Jacks had revealed himself to be a bit of a carpenter three winters before when he’d built it, attaching it to the ceiling of their library in such a way that it was almost a swing.  The chair more resembled the shape of a bowl than it did that of a swing, though, so Evangeline had never been quite sure what to call it.

Their daughter had started referring to it as the swingy seat, and Jacks had been quick to follow, agreeing that yes, the swingy seat was a perfect name.

Evangeline wondered where the two of them were now.

Once she’d managed to climb out of the chair, she tossed the blanket over it and padded down the steps.  The tavern was empty save for a few hungry guests, and Jacks was not in their room.  The only other place they could be was the garden.

Evangeline snagged her robe from the bedroom before finding her way back downstairs.  While spring had recently arrived, the cold air had still been biting occasionally, and today was one of those days.  She stepped out into the garden, her bare feet sinking into the cold dirt.  It took her a moment of scanning the garden to spot the two of them, but they were indeed out here.

Jacks was knelt in the dirt with Liana on his lap, his nimble fingers weaving flowers through her pink-streaked blond hair.  She was grinning and kicking her legs as she babbled to him, the dimple in her left cheek making its appearance every so often.

Evangline simply stood there and watched them for a second, enjoying the sight of her two favorite people.  Liana was most resemblant of Jacks, though her eye color was beginning to more resemble Evangeline’s gray than Jacks’s blue, and there was the occasional strand of pink that ran through her hair.  She’d only gotten one of Jacks’s dimples, but it was good enough for Evangeline.  Either way, their tiny girl was adorable.

“Mama!” Liana squeaked as she finally noticed Evangeline.  Her legs paused her swinging and she shifted to climb off Jacks’s lap, but his voice made her pause.

“Just a moment, Baby Fox, I’m almost done.”

Her lips jutted into a pout momentarily, reminding Evangeline of every time Jacks had pouted at her.  Liana resembled Jacks so much sometimes that it was almost uncanny.

Jacks’s fingers dropped from her hair a moment later after securing her braid.  He wrapped his hands around her waist and lifted her off his lap, setting her on her feet.

“Ok, there you go, Baby Fox.”

The tiny girl patted her hands over the flowers on her head, effectively smashing a few of them just a smidge, and then she leaned forward and pressed a kiss to Jacks’s cheek.

“T’ank you, Daddy!” she squeaked before turning back around and tripping across the dirt to Evangeline.

Evangeline scooped up the tiny girl as soon as she was close enough, settling her on her hip.

“Missed you, Mama,” she frowned.

Evangeline laughed. “Were you not having fun with Daddy?”

A brilliant grin appeared on Liana’s face then. “Was having fun with Daddy!”

Jacks strode across the garden towards them, hands in his pockets.  He tugged on the sash that was keeping her robe together, pulling her closer to him and wrapping his arm around her waist.

“How was your nap?”

She smiled up at him. “It was very good.  The blanket was your doing, I assume?”

He quirked an eyebrow. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“Daddyyy,” Liana drew out. “Lying is bad!”

Evangeline smiled, nudging her husband in the ribs. “You heard your daughter.  What kind of role model are you being?”

“Not a very good one, apparently,” he replied, leaning down close to Liana. “I thought we agreed the blanket was a secret,” he muttered, poking her armpit.

She giggled and wiggled away from him. “Daddy, no pokes!”

“No poking, huh?” he asked before leaning down and nibbling softly on her shoulder, eliciting even more giggles from her.

“I thought I was the only person you were allowed to bite,” Evangline commented teasingly.

“I never said that,” Jacks intoned dryly. “I said I was the only person who could bite you.”

His fingers toyed with her sash almost absent-mindedly as he waited for her response, but it never came.  She simply smiled at him.  It took him a moment, but he smiled back, his dimples making their appearance.  She stood on her toes and planted a kiss to one of them.

“You’re cute.”

He made a noise somewhat similar to a grumble, and Liana giggled again.

“Let’s head inside, Little Fox.”

That evening was as lively as most evenings in The Hollow were.  Dinner in the tavern usually contained multiple guests, and many of them had traveled to meet the Prince of Hearts and his princess.  The Knightlingers had made Jacks and Evangeline into a fairytale that crossed borders, though the way the tale had been spun was far more outrageous than even the truth of it had been.

Evangline had become accustomed to picking bits of their story to tell, though she often left out the majority of it, leaving the rest of the holes to be filled by the gossip sheets.

After dinner, the tavern cleared out and Liana was drooping, very quickly beginning to fall asleep.  Jacks scooped her up easily and rested her against his chest.

“Is it bedtime?” he asked.

She shook her head. “Time for stories.”

He smiled and tilted his head towards Evangeline. “Story time?”

That had always been code for heading up to the library, and Jacks carried Liana easily up to the top floor, Evangeline following with a candle in hand.

“What should we read tonight?” Jacks asked once they were in the library, though he already knew the answer to that question.

“Read about Archer and Fox,” Liana responded with a giggle.

He let out a dramatic sigh. “I suppose we can do that.”

He pulled the well-read ballad off the bookshelf and handed Liana to Evangeline, trading her for the candle which he set on the table beside the reading chair.  He lowered himself into the chair next, anchoring it by putting his foot on the ground.

Evangline joined him in the chair a moment later, settling herself across his lap and letting Liana get comfortable snuggled between them.  Jacks took his foot off the ground and let them sway slightly as he leaned back and opened the book.  He cleared his throat.

“Once upon a time….”

A/N: This is my first time posting book fic so please don't bite me 😖 I might switch up the formatting later but this is how I used to do fics on my main so…

Perhaps I will make a master list soon

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My favorite thing is to call serious, broody characters baby girl like:

Aaron Warner, Grayson Hawthorne and Jacks (standing arms crossed, brooding) :

Me (with hearts in my eyes) : he's so baby girl 😍

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@balladedurenard really?

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jacks became immortal simply because he consumed enough apples. He’s never seen a doctor. Doctors are terrified of him in fact

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happy valentines day only to evangeline and jacks

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I GOT HIM TO WATCH TANGLED WITH ME FINALLY 😁 he tells me not to mention this but he was in tears when Flynn died