Shut up THE FRICKING PARALLEL VICTORIA I-
My mind is my own.
-Erida of Galland, Fate Breaker
The only person in my head is me.
-Coriane Jacos, Queen Song
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rewatching the second how to train your dragon movie and “you’re as beautiful as the day i lost you” tibe and cori tibe and cori tibe and cori-
i absolutely support all elara and coriane supporters, being a part of them of course
but tibe and cori have me feeling some type of way i dont know how to articulate
its about watching the person you love slowly shift and change into someone worse and unrecognizable and being unable to do anything to stop it but still,, still there’s glimpse’s of who they used to be and so you love them regardless for better and worse, even as it marks your downfall
its about selfishly and desperately grasping and holding onto the person you love even knowing the danger it puts them in, even feeling as they unravel in your arms, their thread and seams coming lose and knowing not how to stitch them back together but still you hold so tightly, choosing blissful ignorance instead of facing the reality youve wrought with your selfish wants
its about the tragedy and gloom, about finding her dead in the bathtub, her wrists slit by her own hands and knowing you died with her even as your body continues to move upon the earths surface
its about laying all your grief and sorrow onto your sons shoulders who bears your eyes and hair and body but grows into her heart and ideals
did tibe collapse in on himself when he realized cal inherited cori’s love for tinkering, her gentle and kind nature? did he try desperately to wring it out of him for fear that he would meet the same end she did?
you found the person you loved dead, having taken her own life and you allowed her memory to be erased from the walls of the place you both called home and why? because you could not face the truth, because you, who you truly were beneath your surface, lies buried in her tomb? because it was easier than facing what you had done, what you allowed to happen with your selfishness? There is so much blood upon your hands but the one that brought you to your knees, the one that unraveled you whole was not your son’s, not the red girl with lightening you sneered at, not all those who died before and after but Her’s. Coriane’s blood stains your hands deeper than anyone elses and it undid you, reduced you to a husk pretending to still be alive.
And was it worth it, Tibe?
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The Elara x Coriane Fic Sitting in My Drafts
Put the gown on, Coriane. Jessamine's voice rings in my ears. This is no time for nonsense.
My grease-soaked slacks lay discarded in a heap, too filthy and common to grace the palace floors. So too are my hands, calloused and nicked from years of idly-bent metal and woe-begotten gears, strained yearning for a life no Jacos is fit to live. Disappointment is my greatest talent, after all.
And yet my limbs remain fixed in place, stubborn, unwilling to yield myself to a fate I cannot stop catastrophizing. Silly. It is an honor to partake in Queenstrial. Nay, a privilege, one I run the risk of losing were Jacos to slip any further in favor. I owe it to Julian to don that gown, to charm some young lord with prestige to spare into marriage so he might study in peace.
Peace. Jessamine laughs. Don't talk to the dead about peace.
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I just wanna be a someone’s good old fashion lover boy, is that too much to ask?
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i’m a firm believer that if you sing “you’re my best friend” with you friend it’ll be a great friendship.
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“She was happy, yes, in her own way, as best as she knew.
But there’s a difference between a single candle in darkness and a sunrise.”
― Victoria Aveyard, Queen Song
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obsessed with the listed genres for Long Away this shit is so funny
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the black queen, rightful heir 🖤
— i ran as fast as i could possibly to draw her as soon as i saw the season 2 poster
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