#Jude Duarte × Cardan Greenbiar

[noeeehp08]

"Tell me, Cardan"

Writer: Noeee_HP08

Summary: Jude is alone and hurt in the forest when she finds a home. The fae that opens the door is the last one that she had expected: Cardan Greenbriar. The cruel prince takes care of her injuries while she is asleep. The next morning she finds a strange sheet of paper and confronts Cardan in a not-so-gently way. Little did she know that she was about to find out the prince's true feelings.

Fandom: The Folk of the Air - Holly Black

Couple: Jude Duarte/Cardan Greenbiar

Word count: 3067

Rating: Explicit

(Sorry for the mistakes, English is not my first language)

[lonelychicago]

cardan about jude.

[fatpotatosaysmoo]

[mariemarion]

Poisonous hearts💘👑🌿~

I teamworked along with Possum Wicks (hand poured soy candles) to bring these artworks of Cardan and Jude from the The Folk of the Air series (on my way to finishing reading The Cruel Prince👑). This is my first time doing a collaboration of this kind, so this is really exciting! Please take a look at Possum Wicks candles and these special editions, they are beautiful!!

[reading-valkyrie]

↳ Book Aesthetics — The Cruel Prince

“I have tried to be better than them, and I have failed. What could I become if I stopped worrying about death, about pain, about anything? If I stopped trying to belong? Instead of being afraid, I could become something to fear.”

[thesexypanda-boo]

Roses are red,

Violets are fine,

I'm no Jude,

But will u be mine?

[rhysands-rightknee]

someone on tiktok said that Jude and Cardan were the best enemies to lovers trope to the point where she doesn’t even know if they ceased being enemies loooool

[llamabeansforllamas]

Cardan: Anyone who’s seen my dick and met my parents needs to die.

Jude: Try it fucker.

[witchofhewaterfall]

Queen of nothing spoilers

The letters Cardan sent Jude were included in the Barnes and Noble edition, read on!

[cruelduarte]

Jude and Cardan: netflix and chill

I’m not sure how we ended up here, but I can’t say that I regret it.

Cardan’s head is tucked under my chin, his fingers absentmindedly tracing patterns over the tiny patch of exposed skin at my midriff. His hair smells like morning dew and leaves. I’ve tangled my fingers into his curls, and our legs have become a mess of limbs. 

And where are we? On a couch in Vivi’s apartment with a laptop perched on the coffee table playing The Breakfast Club. Somehow Vivi insisting we needed to have a normal date turned into her giving us the apartment for the night so we could “Netflix and Chill” like normal couples.

Like usual I have no idea what that means, but I let it happen anyway.

The closeness of Cardan makes my skin feel warm, but in a good way. Back home there’s always someone there or something to do and now all I feel is... relaxed.

“This school looks dreadful,” Cardan says, interrupting my thoughts about how cute he looks in a sweatshirt. So mortal.

My eyes flick to the screen instead of him. I have to agree. It does look dreadful. All cement building and fluorescent lighting. It’s hard to believe that’s what my life should’ve been. 

“Can’t say humans don’t know anything about cruel and unusual punishment,” I mumble, but then remember a normal fae punishment is whipping. At least it’d be over faster than detention.

My finger nails have gently started rubbing at Cardan’s scalp, and I hear a noise of content escape his lips. In the reflection on the screen I can see that his eyes have closed. Have we ever held each other like this? I can’t remember. Nothing about our relationship has been anything but intense emotion. Passion. Hatred. Lust. The change is weirdly nice. No harsh words or desperate fingers pulling clothes off. Not that I mind that part.

“Don’t stop, wife,” he whines when my fingers have stopped scratching. His head nudges at my chin a little. I can’t identify the emotion that fills my chest. I’m not sure if I want to.

So I continue, my brain barely registering the movie flicking across the screen. All I hear is Cardan’s soft breathing and feel the softness of his finger tips. Eventually his fingers stop, and I realize it’s because he’s fallen asleep. I do my best to peak at his face without disturbing him.

His lips are barely open, quiet breath escaping. His lashes are as dark as the night sky against his ivory skin. The fake light from the computer makes it sparkle. There’s no makeup or paint or jewelry decorating him. He’s just Cardan, a boy prince. My boy, I realize with a shock. A feeling of warmth spreads through my body as I stare at him. Even in sleep he is stunning. I hope he doesn’t watch me sleep. I’m sure I’m not as pretty.

I settle my cheek atop his head, letting myself be pulled towards tranquil sleep. Just as I’m about to succumb, I hear Cardan’s voice. 

“Jude,” he whispers, still in the trance of unconsciousness. 

It isn’t until I wake up hours later--from probably the best sleep of my life, no matter how uncomfortable the couch was--that I realize he was dreaming of me.

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I know this is super short but I wanted to write something cute and quick! This idea was sent to me by @yenneferofvengaboys

if you want something short like this send me a prompt and a ship! I’m in a bunch of fandoms so don’t hesitate to ask!

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🇬🇧 ❃ first book of The Folk of the Air (4 books), written by Holly Black @blackholly

♕ 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐲, 𝐟𝐚𝐞, 𝐫𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥𝐬, 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐭, 𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐬, 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞

The story follows the journey of Jude Duarte, a mortal girl, and Cardan Greenbriar, a faerie prince as they navigate the world of hate, betrayal, contempt along with feelings for each other.

★ 𝟓 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒔

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🇪🇸 ❃ primer libro de la saga de cuatro libros The Folk of the Air, escritos por Holly Black

♕ 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐢́𝐚, 𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐬, 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐳𝐚, 𝐣𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐨, 𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐢́𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐚, 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞

La historia sigue el viaje de Jude Duarte, una chica mortal, y Cardan Greenbriar, un príncipe de las hadas, mientras navegan por el mundo del odio, la traición, el desprecio y los sentimientos que tienen el uno por el otro.

★ 𝟓 𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒔

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[noeeehp08]

"Afraid"

Writer: Noeee_HP08

Summary: "When I wake up, I'm afraid, somebody else might take my place."

My place in your heart, if I even have one, my beloved enemy.

My place in your mind, If I even have one, my dearest rival.

My place in your life, like you, have one in mine, my Love.

My beloved enemy, my dearest rival, my love, my Jude Duarte.

Fandom: The Folk of the Air - Holly Black

Word count: 1355

Rating: Teen and Up Audiences

(Sorry for the mistakes, English is not my first language)

[fiercehildr]

[fatpotatosaysmoo]

"So I am to sit here and feed you information,” Cardan says, leaning against a hickory tree. “And you’re to go charm royalty? That seems entirely backward.”

I fix him with a look. “I can be charming. I charmed you, didn’t I?”

He rolls his eyes. “Do not expect others to share my depraved tastes."

[inefableskyx]

“Most of all, I hate you because I think of you. Often. It's disgusting, and I can't stop.” ― Holly Black, The Cruel Prince

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-The Folk of the Air

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[lonelychicago]

not to be dramatic or anything but i would die for cardan greenbiar and jude duarte.