missabigailtaylor
I Don’t Even Know Anymore
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I’ve been on this site so long I can’t delete it but still fuck this site
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missabigailtaylor · 2 days ago
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missabigailtaylor · 3 days ago
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How the Grinch Stole Christmas! (1966)
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missabigailtaylor · 3 days ago
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LADY AND THE TRAMP (1955) Dir. Clyde Geronimi, Wilfred Jackson And Hamilton Luske
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missabigailtaylor · 4 days ago
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BAMBI — 1942, dir. David Hand
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missabigailtaylor · 5 days ago
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azriel rescue elain ✨🦇🥀
By : GiS
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NATIONAL LAMPOON'S CHRISTMAS VACATION 1989 | dir. Jeremiah S. Chechik
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missabigailtaylor · 6 days ago
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Marchesa, Fall 2016, Ready to Wear Collection
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missabigailtaylor · 6 days ago
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missabigailtaylor · 6 days ago
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If Elriel wasn’t a thing or going to be a thing, why even have this conversation? 🤔🤔🤔
“Why not make them mates?” I mused. “Why Lucien?”
“I’d keep that question from Lucien.”
“I’m serious.” I turned toward him and crossed my arms. “What decides it? Who decides it?”
Rhys straightened his lapels before plucking an invisible piece of lint from them. “Fate, the Mother, the Cauldron’s swirling eddies …”
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What if”—I jerked my chin toward the window, to my sister and the shadowsinger in the garden—“that is what she needs? Is there no free will?"
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What if the cauldron was wrong?
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missabigailtaylor · 7 days ago
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🌌💜This stunning piece perfectly captures the raw passion and longing between Azriel and Elain. His hand cradles her delicate neck, tangling in her hair as if she’s the only thing grounding him, while her parted lips and fluttering eyes speak of trust and undeniable desire.
In this moment, their unspoken connection burns bright—an intensity that words can’t capture but actions make undeniable. Their passion, their longing, it all shines through as if the rest of the world fades away, leaving only them.
"Azriel's hand slid up her neck, burying in her thick hair. Tilting her face the way he wanted it. Elain's mouth parted slightly, her eyes scanning his before fluttering shut.  
Offer and permission.  
He nearly groaned with relief and need as he lowered his head toward hers." Azriel's BC 🌸🦇
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missabigailtaylor · 7 days ago
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I saw an adorable fanart of Elain and Nyx making holiday cookies and a comment said ‘I can imagine Elain and Lucien visiting the night court during the holidays.’
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First of all, why would Elain need to visit a place she already lives? Second, she still doesn’t want Lucien so she definitely won’t go live with him in another court. Third, he’s not even in the picture so why bring him up?
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missabigailtaylor · 8 days ago
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missabigailtaylor · 9 days ago
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elie saab spring/summer 2020 haute couture
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missabigailtaylor · 9 days ago
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A Charlie Brown Christmas (1965) dir. Bill Melendez
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missabigailtaylor · 11 days ago
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One of my favorite Elriel headcanons is that Azriel is super attuned to Elain's comfort at all times. He gives her his jacket when she's cold, he brings her a glass of lemonade when she's tending to her garden in the sun and, of course, he uses his wings to protect her from the elements. After all, who would expect anything less from Mr. Azriel "nothing touches my wife, not even the rain" Archeron?! (shout out to the lovely @tswaney17 for giving me the idea for that nickname). 
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🎨 Art by @covaleinne
✨ Commissioned by me
💙 Please do not repost. Reblogs are welcome! 
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