This Hawk Aint Big Enough For The Tuah Of Us

FOR REAL IT PISSES ME OFF

unfriendly reminder that Illyrians aren’t white

Cassian isn’t white

Azriel isn’t white

Emerie isn’t white

Rhysand isn’t fully white

ILLYRIANS AREN’T WHITE

I think I popped off

THIS IS HOW YALL IMAGINED ADAM CARLSEN???

yes i know hes kylo ren and love hypothesis is literally just like a fanfic of him but COME ON this man looks like if boiled tofu and spinach wished to be a human.

you had the ability to imagine any man ever as adam carlsen and you chose this guy. be so for real right now.

it genuinely baffles me how e/riels think that az and elain are mates like....girl.... DID YOU READ THE BOOKS???

i can't stop thinking about jayvik i can't stop thinking about jayvik i can't stop thinking about jayvik i can't stop thinking about jayviki can't stop thinking about jayvik i can't stop thinking about jayvik i can't stop thinking about jayvik i can't stop thinking about jayviki can't stop thinking about jayvik i can't stop thinking about jayvik

who are dan and phil. why are they all over the kurtis conner hashtag. guys please stop i just want to see posts about the mayor idc who these people are

yall i am just trying to look at cute elucien and gwynriel fanart wtf is this

me when wind bag jetpack

every time an elriel draws elain breaking the bond with truthteller an angel fucking dies

chat i need your help/opinion

sooooo basically im thinking of writing a book... i have somewhat of a plot planned out but the only thing im worried about is my writing skill *gulp*😨 and my ability to stay motivated lol

i have a little snippet already written and i need advice or just your opinion

keep reading if you want the little snippet along with some of the lore :)

ok so real quick lore

the town/country (i havent decided) of Grellon HATES dragons and kills them and has like an annual hunt and stuff i haven't figured out the details but they hate dragons. 100 years before my book takes place, this girl named Vanya Balwraek (thank you fantasy name generator) befriended a Night Wielder named Eondod (once again thank you fantasy name generator) the most dangerous kind of dragon, and tried to convince her people that dragons were kind beings and deserved to live. Obviously everyone was like wtf get a load of this guy and decided to EXECUTE HER. crazy right. But after they executed her, her dragon started tweaking out. it attacked people and burned villages and stuff. everyone started attacking it yada yada yada, it survived, but lost an eye and a leg. Some rumors say that Vanya actually escaped, but haven't been proven to be true. most everyone thinks that she died.

Now we're in present time. This OTHER girl (idk her name yet) wants to be the best dragon figher/hunter/killer in her town. so she studies and watches dragons. our girl is obsessed. One day for a punishment (idk for what lol) she has to go out and hunt a dragon by herself. basically a suicide mission, but she's determined to do it to prove herself. In the forest she finds a one eyed, three legged dragon. WOAH. ikr. she's really scared but then the dragon shows that that he is friendly and doesn't want to kill her. she befriends the dragon and blah blah blah... thats all i have so far. That wasn't as quick as i wanted it to be but now here's the actual snippet that i've written lmaoooo.

We land in a tumble, rolling down the hill until the momentum stops. A groan pushes past my lips as Eondod pushes his snout into my back to lift me. “Yeah, we really have to work on that spin landi-” The bushes rustle with movement. Eondod is at my back in a second, a low growl rumbling in his chest. My hand twitches for the dagger at my side. “Who’s there?” I yell, keeping my voice steady. The rustling gets closer until a figure shrouded in darkness and gripping a longsword that more than triples the size of my small dagger emerges. “Who are you?” I try again, my voice firmer. Eondod suddenly stills, but… Not in fear. The figure drops their sword and takes a step closer. In a voice that sounds like it hasn’t been heard in decades, the figure whispers, “Eondod?” What the fuck?

“Stay away from…” I trail off as Eondod approaches the figure, his pupils wide. “What are you doing?” I ask, but the words fall on deaf ears. My eyes widen in shock as they suddenly embrace, the figure’s arms wrapping around Eondod’s neck and holding tight. After a few moments, the figure steps away from the dragon and towards me. When they step into the light and the moon shines on their face, a gasp tears from my throat. “You’re…”

“Yes.” The figure says, “I am Vanya Balwraek. Traitor of Grellon.”

pls give me CONSTRUCTIVE critisism i will cry if its actually mean