The Day Court, 10/?
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The Seven Courts Of Prythian|| The Day Court
The Courts and High Lords of Prythian ~ The Day Court // Helion
“The sun is a daily reminder that we too can rise again from the darkness, that we too can shine our own light”
The Day Court: Gold glowing day
I took the buzzfeed quiz from Bloomsbury and I ended up in the Day Court! I’m so happy it wasn’t the spring court…
The Day Court.
The Seven Courts of Prythian
thinking abt the fact that riko moriyama is canonically short. he’s an inch taller than neil. imagine a normal person learning that this 5’4 beloved stickball player is involved with a multi-country crime syndicate and also beat the shit out of kevin (who is over 6’0) multiple times. mans is so feared but i could punt him across the state without batting an eye.
It’s January 19th. Years since Lola and Nathan got him, since he saw that wretched message written in blood on the wall. Years since he thought about running.
It’s January 19th. Neil opens his eyes as sunlight streams through the blinds, casting streaks of golden light across the blankets. He notices Andrew curled in by his side, breathing heavy yet even. His armbands are off as are Neil’s, both of their scars open to the little world that they keep as their own. Sir is nestled in the crook of his knee with her tail lazily sweeping across his leg. King is curled in Andrew’s back, small peaks of fur poking out over his skin.
Neil breathes in a deep breath taking in the morning scent and lets his eyes flutter back closed. His legs don’t twitch with the urge to leave; a new identity at his fingertips and his eyes never turning back. He doesn’t want that anymore. He doesn’t feel the fear clutching at his heart, or the hands of Riko, Lola, or Nathan at his throat. It’s just Andrew, and him, and the cats. He realizes, not for the first time, that he can just have this if he wants.
And he does. So he stays, and continues to stay. For this.
And I respect them for that
Andrew: Who here doesn’t have daddy issues?
Also Andrew: Kevin put your hand up.
“Fuck you, my child is completely fine”, your child is celebrating Neil Josten’s birthday. Twice.
Happy birthday to my beautiful blue eyed boy.
i made this quiz called would andrew minyard like you? share your results through a reblog https://uquiz.com/quiz/p41VBb/would-andrew-minyard-like-you
Kevin.Is.Twelve Inches Taller.Than.Aaron.
just think about that for a moment.
(*gasp* I just realised, I was wrong. If Aaron’s 5 foot and Kevin’s 6’2 and there are 12 inches in a foot.. it’s fourteen inches what the hell)
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY ABSOLUTE FAVORITE CHARACTER ON THIS PLANET!! NEIL JOSTEN I LOVE YOU
I’m taking this in a different direction because Day 1 saw so many of my favorite quotes between Nesta and Cassian shared. The words the Bone Carver says to Cassian in ACOWAR are pure 🔥 and since they are about Nesta, and also about Cassian, they are my offering for Day 3:
The Carver stroked the shard of bone in his palm, attention fixed upon a stone-faced Cassian. “What if I tell you what the rock and darkness and sea beyond whispered to me, Lord of Bloodshed? How they shuddered in fear, on that island across the sea. How they trembled when she emerged. She took something—something precious. She ripped it out with her teeth.”
Cassian’s golden-brown face had drained of color, his wings tucking in tight.
“What did you wake that day in Hybern, Prince of Bastards?”
My blood went cold.
“What came out was not what went in.” A rasping laugh as the Carver laid the shard of bone on the ground beside him. “How lovely she is—new as a fawn and yet ancient as the sea. How she calls to you. A queen, as my sister once was. Terrible and proud; beautiful as a winter sunrise.”
Rhys had warned me of the inmates’ capacity to lie, to sell anything, to get free.
“Nesta,” the Bone Carver murmured. “Nes-ta.”
I squeezed Cassian’s hand. Enough. It was enough of this teasing and taunting. But he didn’t look at me.
“How the wind moans her name. Can you hear it, too? Nesta. Nesta. Nesta.”
I wasn’t sure Cassian was breathing.
“What did she do, drowning in the ageless dark? What did she take?”