#roiben quote

[lordoftermites]

𝘓𝘦𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘒𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘪𝘤𝘦. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐨, 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐳𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭.

ironside ch. 3 — holly black

#my sweet apathetic son #rath roiben rye #roiben quote #modern faerie tales #ironside #tmft quotes #tfota #folk of the air #holly black

[clockworkbee]

“Happiness isn't something to carefully measure out in spoonfuls as though it's medicine,” she said. “I don't need you to suffer to prove your love, and I definitely don't need you to hide your suffering. I want to shoulder half our burden.”

“Love shouldn't mean shouldering what has naught to do with you,” he said.

“But it does,” she said. “This is what it means. That's exactly what it means.”

—A Visit to The Impossible Lands, from the bonus story of the B&N edition of The Cruel Prince

#kaye fierch #rath roiben rye #the cruel prince #bonus story #raye #a visit to the impossible lands #quotes #the modern faerie tales

[deathsweetblossoms]

Holly Black’s Tithe trilogy was about the folk of the Earth. There’s a few mentions about the Unseelie court having secrets of the earth that nobody else is privy to. The oaths Roiben has to make during his coronation scene even allude to this. (I may be mistaken but I think there’s even a direct quote using the phrase “folk of the earth”)

Obviously, Jude/Cardan’s trilogy and the Oak/Suren spinoff is about the Folk of the Air.

So what if the next series of books is, in fact, the folk of the Water? With all of the foreshadowing about the Undersea’s political problems?? I have a looooong post outlining all of the Undersea foreshadowing, and somewhere in the reblogs someone pointed out similar key clues in TFOTA…

#tfota #the folk of the air #tfota theory #the stolen heir

[buriedabove]

FJDJHSHS THIS IS MY TIME TO SHINE. sylas, swain, varus &&. ezreal from lol. claire redfield. Rath Roiben Rye from holly blacks books. ughHHhhH hades. the mythology guy. i think it was hades. THE ONE WHO LIVES WITH PERSEPHONE FOR HALF A YEAR. takeshi kovacs from altered carbon. main protagonist from both blinded by the lights and zrób mi jakąś krzywdę. ryuki from ai the somnium files nirvana initiative. sigma klim from zero escape. jin kazama from tekken. gale from bf3.

SEND ME A CHARACTER.

oh,  i see you’ve come through with the receipts.  pretty sure i mentioned it to you already how most of the characters you named here and there either don’t ring a bell for me or i’m not too familiar with,  but either way,  i could see the vision with some of them  —  like gale or gortash despite my bg3 knowledge being…  what it is  (  so almost zero  ).  as for the cod characters,  in all honesty,  it isn’t really a franchise i’m particularly interested in even if i were to disconnect them from the quote-unquote canon,  but i still appreciate the faith you put in me,  mwah.  thoughts are being thunk,  i will have you know.

#where’s everyone going? ❯ ooc. #facesblind #you know my brand all too well #free boyloser estate #might consider giving leon kennedy from silent hill a shot but idk tho 🙄 #tbh you kind of ate with the blinded by the lights protagonist.....

[same-crazy-art-girl34]

*QoN spoilers*

Kaye when she saw Nicassia: Roiben!

Roiben: what?

Kaye: let me tell you something

Kaye: go home and get the gun!!

Jude: damn!

#kaye was ready to risk it all and beat nicassia in front of everyone #and i love her for that #kaye fierch #roiben and kaye #the folk of the air #queen of nothing spoilers #queen of nothing #jude duarte #tfota incorrect quotes

[reverie-quotes]

He wondered why he was enamored of a girl that could dissect him with the odd comment, throw him off balance with the idle, earnest question.

— Holly Black, Tithe

#quotes #literary quotes #literature #writing #books #book #spilled ink #prose #thoughts #lit #love #relationship #tithe #modern faerie tales #faerie #reading #kaye #roiben #rath roiben rye #kaye fierch #quote of the day #reverie #reverie quotes #quote #book quote #book quotes #beautiful quote #beautiful quotes

[brightbeautifulthings]

The green-skinned pixie who was with Roiben at the coronation uses chopsticks to bring noodles to her mouth. He sits beside her, carefully breaking apart a fortune cookie. 'What does it say?' the girl asks. 'How about "the trip you told your girlfriend would be fun ended in bloodshed, as usual."'

Holly Black, The Cruel Prince

#Q: #holly black #tithe #kaye fierch #rath roiben rye #modern faerie tales #the cruel prince #the folk of the air #book quotes #books

[always-learing]

"I'm here because you are kind and lovely and terribly, terribly brave," he said, voice pitched low. "And because I want to be."

- Tithe, Holly Black

#Roiben #tithe #holly black #beautiful quote #quotes #books #literature

[ccbookspoethingsfan]

A Modern Faery's Tale by Holly Black - Favorite Quotes

"And he wondered in that moment what he might have accomplished if he'd done more than just endure. Whom he might have saved."

"He had known only two rulers, both great and neither good. He did not know how to be any kind of King nor how to win, other than to be even more ruthless than they."

"And the moon is just watching. She's just watching him die. She must have driven him to it."

"He imagined the chaos that would ensue. It very nearly pleased him."

"She wouldn't have died tonight. "One day is much like another.""

"And in that moment it seemed that the whole world had gone cold and that she would never be warm again."

""The more powerful you become, the more others will find ways to master you. They'll do it through those you love and through those you hate; they will find the bit and the bridle that fits your mouth and makes you yield.""

""So there's no way t be safer?" "Be invisible, perhabs. Be worthless." Corny shook his head. "Doesn't work." "make them yield first," Roiben said, and the half smile on his lips wasn't quite enough to render the suggestion frivolous. "Or be dead. No one can yet master the dead.""

"Kaye wondered if everyone felt like there was a monster underneath their skin."

""You know us humans. We talk an enormous amount of shit.""

#a modern faery's tale #holly black #ironside #tithe #valiant #the modern faerie tales #modern faerie tales #faeries #faerie #favorite quotes #books #book quotes #funny #deep #roiben #corny #kaye #pixie

[samtpfoteundhasenfuss]

#holly black #kaye fierch #rath roiben rye #book quote #getting there with the gif making

[emjenenla]

Roiben shook his head. “I’ll try to keep one foot on each side, balance on the knife edge between both courts for as long as I can. There will be peace so long as I can hold them. Provided I don’t declare war on myself, that is.”

“Is that likely?”

“I must confess to a good deal of self-loathing.” He smiled.

--Rath Roiben Rye and Kaye Fierch, from Ironside by Holly Black

#modern faerie tales #ironside #rath roiben rye #kaye fierch #kaye x roiben #holly black #quote #the great quote rampage! #this made me laugh

[wanderingpages]

Literally anyone in faerie: my lady.

Jude: *after a substantial amount of time in the mortal world* my guy. Wassup?

#i asked my bf why he doesnt call me his lady #and hes like first of all that such a headass niceguy(tm) thing to say #second of all how would u even respond #and i was like my guy duh #jude duarte #twk #tcp #tfota #the cruel prince #the wicked king #the folk of the air #corny and kaye and maybe even roiben would be the only ones to appreciate her new dialect #incorrect quotes #mine

[clockworkbee]

F I N A L L Y, THE FERAL FAE GODS HAVE BLESSED ME WITH SOMEONE ELSE WHO LOVES ROIBEN AS MUCH AS I DO

Oh, hey bestie

Most definitely <3 I was so intrigued by his character (as well as Kaye's) in The Cruel Prince and then I read Tithe and was simply in love with him 🥺 his character and his quotes are just >>>

#rath roiben rye #raye #the modern faerie tales #holly black #tmft asks

[fangirlinghard-spoilerson]

Make them yield first

Holly Black, Ironside

#The Modern Faeries Tales #tmft quote #Ironside #holly black #quotes #Roiben #rath roiben rye

[unlikely-allies]

“If curiosity killed the cat, it was satisfaction that brought it back.” ― Holly Black, Tithe: A Modern Faerie Tale

“Crippled things are always more beautiful. It's the flaw that brings out beauty.” ― Holly Black, Tithe: A Modern Faerie Tale

"Demons. Plural. Like octopi. And we're much more likely to find them"--her voice dropped conspiratorially--"while swimming naked in the Atlantic a week before Halloween than practically anywhere else I can think of.” ― Holly Black, Tithe: A Modern Faerie Tale

#tithe #holly black #kaye fierch #lord roiben #fae #faerie #seelie court #unseelie #book nerd #bookish #booklr #booknerd #book picture #book photography #book quotes #book quotations #funko #funkopop #yafantasy #young adult book #modern faerie tales

[lordoftermites]

THE FOX & THE THORNBUSH

Part 2: made this one a flashback (and probably should do with part 1 as well) since I just finished reading A Visit to the Impossible Lands. We’ll just pretend I knew exactly what I was doing when I wrote it.

Pairing: Roiben x Kaye

Summary: A bit of G-rated fluff between Roiben and Kaye, because these two never have enough of that in their story and they fucking deserve it even if I gotta do it myself.

Part 1 here.

―――――――――

“Oh, come onnnn. Just try it,” Kaye says, nudging the paper cup nearer to his lips. Steam rises in lazy swirls to dissipate into the cool air of the brugh. It smells faintly of a berry Roiben thinks is familiar but can’t place, and even less like the coffee she promises it’s made of. “I mean, you liked the bacon and honey blend last week, and that was absolute garbage. This is the best one so far, I swear.”

Roiben inspects the cup in his hand, at the artwork representing Moon In A Cup—Kaye's coffee shop in the mortal world.

Printed on the side of the vessel is an intricate drawing of a tea cup. Its well is designed to look like the cap of a toadstool—a deep indigo, with silver speckles of varying size. Woven branches of spring-green thorn make up the handle. Inside the cup, on a wave of black coffee, floats a crescent moon. It seems to reflect the light of the hall, like a stolen sliver of moonlight. Just above that, as if drawn to the silver glow, a miniature green-winged moth hovers.

On the corner of the left wing is a letter H, written in a pastel pink flourish: Roiben takes a guess that Kaye must have finally managed to track down and enlist the talents of her favorite comic artist. Indeed, it’s fine work.

Kaye pushes the cup toward him again. “Would you stop looking at it like it might be poison and just take a fucking sip already? It’s going to get cold—and I’m not trying it until you do.”  Somehow, only she can make the avid impatience of a pixie an endearing trait. Roiben suspects he might have a small bias.

Although, her admission to not having tested the brew herself first is rather dubious.

Roiben raises a brow at her, but concedes with a small grin. “I was just admiring the new emblem,” he says, before taking a tentative sip of the still-actually-very-hot contents. It scalds the tip of his tongue, but to his surprise, it really is coffee. It’s light, and there’s a bitter, but pleasant aftertaste—something familiar.

The burnt spot on his tongue is beginning to dull, replaced by a slight tingling sensation that spreads upward. He frowns, contemplating. Kaye is watching him intensely, those moonless eyes of hers glittering with anticipation. She's very near to vibrating herself right off of the arm of his throne.

They’ve made it to her favorite part of the testing: having Roiben guess the flavors—and hidden tricks—of her new concoctions. He grins again: he was incorrect only once, and that had been for the simple fact he hadn’t known, at the time, what a Goo-Goo Cluster was.

“Ah,” he muses softly. “Rowan berry.” He smiles, and Kaye looks positively crestfallen. She huffs, but it’s a brief sulk; try as she might to be a sore loser, she inevitably cheers when Roiben chuckles and pulls her into his lap. He even takes another, longer sip of the coffee, to which her smile becomes full and genuine.

There are few things in his life that can warm the residual frost in his bones, and quite nearly all of them either begin or end with that smile.

He runs a finger across his lips. As he’d thought, it wasn’t just the coffee’s temperature prickling his mouth. While he’s had a brief education of what the berries might do, he’s not, until now, had to put that information to use. “A mortal safeguard from glamours when dried and strung,” Roiben says, “it seems it also contains much of the same dilutional properties when consumed by fey.”

Kaye frowns, so he elaborates, pointing to his mouth: “I can’t feel my tongue.” There’s the lightest slur in words there, a confirmation of mild insensibility.

The usual emerald green of Kaye’s cheeks have washed out to something closer to pistachio. Roiben’s laugh rings through the otherwise-stillness of the brugh, escaping him before he can help it; perhaps the berries offer a maddening effect as well. “And you said it wasn’t poisoned.”

“But... Ravus said!” Kaye exclaims, panicked and snatching the “poisoned” coffee from him. She looks at it as though it is an enemy, a vicious foe that must be slain in earnest. “Ravus said the berries are only poisonous if they’re eaten off the plant. And even then, you won’t like, die or anything—they just cause… stomach problems. He said, and I quote, ‘as long as they’re cooked, they’re one-hundred percent safe to eat.’” She huffs again, the forced air puffing her green cheeks, and sinks back against him with a sullen glare at the cup in her hands. “I was going to run a special—Free Biodegradable Necklace With Each Purchase—y’know, some rowan berries for the mortals that come into the shop.”

Roiben knows all too well the potion-maker would not have given Kaye information with the intent to deceive; for a start, of the meager list Roiben keeps for friends, Ravus has proven himself, far and away, a creature of honor and loyalty—self-exile notwithstanding. Moreover— and more importantly, Ravus now has the greater duty of being a father; no doubt he would be remiss in a few, finer details. Roiben is almost certain he would be, should such a day ever come (though he lingers not long at all on that thought and does not allow himself the further consideration of what touching Impossibility feels like).

He knows, too, that the rowan berry will do no more harm than it already has: as some mortals have adverse reactions to the pollen of flowers, the fey suffer something similar with rowan, with only a more... mystical variant. Should the berries be ingested, the ability to glamour by speech is thoroughly subdued, until the berries are expelled one way or another. Roiben had learned of its effect on their kind years back, when Ravus had been a lone, exiled alchemist beneath a bridge, and Roiben had been naught but a fool in a king’s costume, taking many an ill-advised risk to win an unwinnable war.

He had proffered sanctuary to the exiled fey in the city then—of which that asylum had extended to Ravus and his mortal lover. And now, their small child of clay and air, with her curls of flaming copper, aurelian eyes and horn-tipped ears, carried with her the protection of the Court of Termites in its entirety; from Unseelie borough to Seelie grove, the girl would be safe.

Roiben had not, neither then or now, forced fealty, and not for more than one night and one day had he requested the man’s aid in the plan he had used to thwart Silarial. A faerie sigh, Ravus had called that brief servitude. How on the mark that turn of phrase had been—Roiben is still not so sure he had taken a single breath at all that day.

“Fret not, little fox.” The private moniker brings Kaye’s ink-black eyes back up to him. Her brows are woven together in real worry. Roiben gives his consort a pitying look, and brushes a wild lock of deep-green hair from her face. “It’s…—ah, an allergic reaction, I believe mortals call it?” Kaye exhales a wavered breath of relief, before nodding affirmatively. He kisses her pout and smiles; she tastes of honey chapstick, and a phantom of roasted dandelion tea—his favorite.

“It’s very possible,” he says, taking back the newfound nemesis and holding it out for careful examination, “as it is rarely put to use by our like due to the nature of the thing, Ravus meant it’s only safe for human consumption, and likely did not think you would try it outright on your own monarch.” Roiben winks down at her, but she doesn’t seem to enjoy the joke.

“In any case—”

With a shocked gasp of dissent from Kaye, he grins, tips the cup to stinging lips, and drains it to the dregs.

“You were right: it’s much better than the bacon.”

He smiles at her—or, at least, he hopes he’s smiling. He can’t tell: his mouth has gone entirely numb.

#i get to this point with everything i write #where i'm d o n e writing it - whether or not it's properly tied up or not #and that will be my downfall i stg #ok time to get on the pain train for the next chapters #hope yall don't wanna kill me for them bc i know i'm gonna wanna do it myself #rath roiben rye #kaye fierch #kaye x roiben #modern faerie tales #the folk of the air #mft #tfota #the wicked king #tfota fanfic