HERE I AM ONCE AGAIN

What SHOULD have happened during the High Lord meeting

Beron moved to the Lady of Autumn's seat, resting a hand on her shoulder. The same arm that now bore a bright scar. She did not so much as flinch, but her hand tightened around Eris's wrist.

"You have injured my wife, viciously attacked my heir, and made an attempt on my life. These are acts of war, little girl. Perhaps your mate should have done better filling you with knowledge of politics and common sense rather than vile seed!"

"Beron!"

"I have spoken my piece!" he snarled in answer to Thesan's snap. Beron turned back to the Night Court and pointed his finger.

"Too long have we endured the arrogance of this insolent half-breed. Well. No longer." Beron spat out the words, "This meeting was the last straw in a bale of thousands. As High Lord of Autumn, I declare war on Night."

The ripple was instantaneous.

"Father, are you certain of this?" Eris murmured.

But Beron did not answer his son. His gaze was fixed on Rhys's frozen face. The male recovered quickly, a sneer forming on his lips.

"What matter is it of mine whether you wage war on us or not? We both know your forces are nothing in comparison to Night's."

Beron's face turned thunderous, and he opened his mouth to reply when a voice cut through, sharp and clear.

"Spring will stand with you, Lord Beron."

Rhys barked out a laugh, relaxing "Oh? With what army?"

Tamlin merely smiled, unsheathing those deadly claws and letting them gleam in the steady candle light.

"I don't need one. I killed one High Lord of Night before. I can do it again."

Kind characters are not boring; in fact, due to the vast amount of people who hold that opinion, kind characters are as edgy as it gets. In this essay I will

Nesta Week Day 2: Mask

I had this stained-glass-mask-metaphor idea but it ended up a bit too abstract and confusing, so I simplified to a stained glass window of Nesta with her Dread Trove (and Atraxia) She's standing in front of a gradient representing Prythian, and contemplating how to slay her enemies.

Then a few mask-related Nesta doodles.

@nestaarcheronweek

“Kiss me… kiss me until I’m sick of it…”

I am absolutely obsessed with him, its not even funny.

Cardan Greenbriar from The Cruel Prince Series by Holly Black

🎨: maeves.atelier on Instagram

Based on your 2nd, 10th, and 18th most recent emojis, how will your weekend go?

me and @highlordofkrypton got together to form an idea (HER IDEA). which i should tell everyone now is not something to be encouraged, else we create something like this: im not even going to warn you

I have been waiting all year to post this.

I feel like in the rush of “throw out etiquette who cares what fork you use or who gets introduced first” we actually lost a lot of social scripts that the younger generations are floundering without.

Emerie of Illyria

What I draw at 12:30 AM when I need to sleep but the IDEAS