Just made this to say that I started cuphead and I hate this fucking flower.
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Literally the first conversation we see Manon having is "Come out, little Crochan" "Wrong kind of witch"
The irony 😭
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SO
my irl best friend asked me to give her any fictional character to draw for practice, and I immediately thought of my queen and goddess, Manon Blackbeak.
And she sent me the work in progress, and I'm??? Amazed???
She's on Twitter: @raidenning
Go give her some love, she loves attention, and also does commisions. 💕
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Lysandra: Who else is hiding in the laundry room trying to listen to Gavriel and Rowan's conversation?
Aelin: Me. I'm in the laundry basket.
Manon: I'm in the washing machine.
Aedion: I'm in the closet.
Aelin: We accept you Aedion. <3
Aedion: No I'm literally in the closet.
Aelin: Love is love. <3
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Heir of Fire, chapter 37 ❤️
"Mercifully, it stopped raining in the night, or at least the angle of the wind shifted to stop pounding on them. She slept better after that, but she still shook from cold --- though it felt slightly warmer. Those small hints of warmth and dryness were probably what kept her from shaking to death or getting ill, she realized as she dozed off, awakening at the gray light of dawn.
When she opened her eyes, she was in shadow --- shadow but dry and warm, thanks to the massive wing shielding her from the elements and the heat of Abraxos's breath filling the space like a little furnace. He was still snoozing --- a deep heavy sleep."
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“Like a roaring star, he thundered down the long shoot, and Manon moved with him, meeting each gallop of his powerful body, each step in time with the beat of the wyverns locked in the belly of the mountain. Abraxos flapped his wings open, pounding them once, twice, gathering speed, fearless, unrelenting, ready…
Fast as lightning arcing across the sky, he plummeted toward the Gap floor…
Down into hell, into eternity, into that world where, for a moment, she could have sworn that something tightened in her chest. She did not shut her eyes, not as the moon-illuminated stones of the Gap became closer, clearer. She did not need to. Like the sails of a mighty ship, Abraxos’s wings unfurled, snapping tight. He tilted them upward, pulling against the death trying to drag them down. And it was those wings, covered in glimmering patches of Spidersilk, that stayed strong and sturdy, sending them soaring clean up the side of the Omega and into the starry sky beyond.”
—Heir Of Fire
“First Flight” Artist: @madschofield
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Dorian: What are you doing on the castle wall at 3am?
Manon: I could ask you the same question.
Dorian: I live here. This is my house.
Manon: I should probably ask you a different question.
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Manon & Dorian… be still my heart, this is gorgeous!
Art by: Castleintheskky on insta
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Please let the gold in the cover of House of Flame and Shadow be a nod to Aelin or Manon 💫
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Ghislaine: Where’s Manon?
Vesta: Doing stuff.
Ghislaine: I don’t like the sound of that. Where’s Sorrel?
Vesta: Trying to stop Manon from doing the stuff.
Ghislaine: And Asterin?
Vesta: Trying to stop Sorrel from stopping Manon from doing the stuff.
Ghislaine: I see. And what are you doing here, Vesta?
Vesta: I’m supposed to stop you from stopping Asterin from stopping Sorrel from stopping Manon from doing the stuff.
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Elide holding Lorcan's arm, and saying she chooses him <3
--- for @elorcanweek2022 ---
(scene from Empire of Storms)
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