My favourite queen😍
magnificent century characters | Hurrem Sultan
i really want to start reading poetry but i have no idea where to start,, any recs for stuff that makes you feel whole yet completely broken at the same time? i want all the feels
richard siken, crush ilya kaminsky, deaf republic & dancing in odessa ocean vuong, night sky with exit wounds (i would actually preface this by reading his novel on earth we’re briefly gorgeous which in terms of form and language is deeply poetic imo) warsan shire, teaching my mother how to give birth maram al-masri, barefoot souls
you can also check out #beginner guides which should have a few more poetry recs in there x
hot dog, this article from Vox is like the first thing I've read that actually takes a rational, critical look at the whole Luigi thing. No pearl clutching or gaslighting, good stuff! I clipped it all because its members only (l have an extension that lets me turn javascript on and off with a click so i can read anythang i want)
this is the first thing i've read that was written by someone who "gets it" and isn't afraid to say it
I don’t want a job I want a cottage in the woods and paint, read and eat berries
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when hands touch..
The dresses🤌
Women in Paul Antoine de La Boulaye's paintings.
Aristotle’s philosophy on two human beings in love reminds me of Rik Garrett’s current series ‘Symbiosis’. The fate of two physical bodies that connect and form as one soul, which is similarly portrayed throughout Garrett’s mixed media photography. The Chicago based artist explores ideas regarding love, relationships, magic, alchemy and mutually beneficial partnerships in nature.
tag for tumblr prompts
Queen of Nobody ‡ tumblr • ao3 • Explicit. PWP; Sub!Cardan, Dom!Jude.
She Kills My Self Control (completed) ‡ tumblr masterpost • ao3 • Explicit. Cardan POV. Pining for Jude, set during The Cruel Prince
Mal d'amour ‡ 1 • 2 • 3 • 4 • 5 • +1 • Teen. Angst with happy ending. 5+1 fic of Cardan missing Jude during her exile. Set post-The Wicked King.
Rebirth ‡ tumblr • ao3 • General. Cardan POV of the hug in Queen of Nothing
Cheek to Cheek in Hell (ongoing) ‡ masterpost • tumblr • ao3 • Explicit. Canon-divergent story in which Jude goes to kill Cardan after killing Valerian, or at least that’s what she is telling herself
Tales from the Mortal Realm ‡ masterpost
Netflix and Chill ‡ tumblr • ao3 • General. Domestic fluff
No tricks only treats ‡ tumblr • ao3 • General. Domestic fluff
The siege on Costco ‡ tumblr • ao3 • General. Crackfic of Madoc going to Costco
Kiss-proof ‡ tumblr • ao3 Teen. • Jude loses Cardan in the mall, finds him buying makeup.
2021 Roulette Revel
Too Much ‡ tumblr • ao3 • Dedicated masterpost • Explicit. Sex shop AU. Track 5 of Dedicated. Can be read stand-alone, but you should totally read the other parts.
Party for One ‡ tumblr • ao3 • Dedicated masterpost • Explicit. Sex shop AU. Bonus track of Dedicated. Can be read stand-alone, but you should totally read the other parts.
2021 Folktober
Kiss you off my lips ‡ tumblr • ao3 • Mature. Jude has asked the High King to charm Nicasia for information. He does, reluctantly. Part of the She kills my self control universe.
Why do we talk in whispers? ‡ tumblr • ao3 • Explicit. PWP. Part of the She kills my self control universe.
Boys ain't shit ‡ chapter 1 • chapter 2 • chapter 3 • chapter 4 • ao3 • teen. Taryn Duarte, in a desperate attempt to gain Locke's True Love, has brewed a Love Potion. But will the potion actually work?
Pie-eyed piper ‡ tumblr • ao3 • General. Fluff.
What Did I Miss? ‡ tumblr • ao3 • General. Fluff. Third person POV of Elorcan, post-KoA
Small Claims ‡ tumblr • ao3 • Explicit. Lorcan claims Elide. Fluff and smut.
3-sentence fic
Careful whispers ‡ tumblr • ao3 • Explicit. Elain notices shadows moving in her room, so she decides to see if they report back to Azriel. Masturbation-heavy.
Reaching out ‡ tumblr • ao3 • General. Set post-ACOFAS. Male friendship, light angst. A great golden beast roams the Spring Court. Lucien decides to visit it—him.
Bottled up ‡ tumblr • ao3 • General. Holiday canon-compliant fluff
I mean I SAY I love the ‘Enemies to Lovers’ trope but what I really MEAN is that I love the
‘Enemies to Resentful Allies In A Time Of Crisis to Grudging Mutual Respect to Growing Fondness Concealed By Snark to Hurtful Betrayal to Slow Reconciliation With A Greater Understanding Of Each Other to Strange But Solid Friendship to Unexpected Feelings In A Time Of Crisis to Denying Their Feelings While Growing Closer As Friends to Epiphanies Of Love In The Worst Possible Circumstances to Mutual Pining to Unbearable Sexual Tension to Lovers’
trope
by @senlinyu but in memes
This is one of my favourite Dramione fics. I am a bit of sucker for Veela Draco and I just adore the angst that comes with it. So, this is a crack tribute to @senlinyu ‘s wonderful fic.
At the beginning of the fic:
And at the same time:
Hermione knows something is up and Draco obliviates her rather than let her know she can save him.
Everyone and I mean everyone tries to give her a hint:
Runcorn tries to tear Hermione down and he has a plan:
And the epilogue:
- Fire. Everything is metaphorically on fire - All the things that are on fire are also dripping - Name seven things in the room. Those seven things are now pulsing - Pulsing with fiery drippery - Someone is heaps like a swan - Five sentences of physically implausible positions - The transition of two of those positions would probably turn one person inside out and heaps maim the other person - Three hundred names for a penis - One really poorly thought out name for a vagina - Both are on fire, but neither have chlamydia - She didn’t think she could do the thing. She did the thing. She gasps for the thirteenth time this paragraph - He stuck his throbbing memberpoledickpenisrodthingbishophosejackhammertool into her flowery fuckhole - Person A is bending backwards into anatomically incorrect positions again, nobody seems to care or call an exorcist - Person B hasn’t stopped gasping, someone should probably find an inhaler to alleviate their “swanlike neck” - Ends in some kind of imagery of fireworks or sunset or some other really orange thing you’d see on a middle age woman’s screensaver