#Jude tfota

[court-of-secrets]

See, I get the whole Jude is the dom argument because of how strong and scheming and power hungry she is, but that is EXACTLY why Cardan doms, and stay with me on this, Jude spends every single second of her life on high alert, I guarantee you she wants nothing more than to relax and let someone else take control and Cardan would do anything for his wife

[mia-nina-lilly]

I could make a list of the cutest things involving Jurdan, and I'd start by saying the obvious: Jude wearing Cardan's clothes even relegating them to the space of complete extravagance is very cute

[weebssecretattic]

Reading this part literally gave me the push to clean my room cuz I just had too much excitement and needed to physically get up and move around cuz WDYM THE HIGH KING HIMSELF SHOWED UP????? WDYM HE LITERALLY INFILTRATES HIS ENEMIES CAMP TO GET HER?!? I literally wanna scream cuz THIS IS SO CUTE!!!

[thebestbrunettee]

i don’t think you guys understand how much i FUCKING DESPISE lady asha. like firstly she is the shittiest mom known to planet earth and secondly this raggedy ass whore has the AUDACITY to BURN cardan’s letters to jude. my man was DISTRESSED BC OF HER. like when i find her istg she better be ready

[puriteenism]

Jude Duarte

[elwoodallimann]

Jude's initial reaction to flirting is breaking noses

Have a good day

[dragons-library]

A quick sketch of Jude Duarte for a character design class

[bassiascoparia]

Why leave, did I not give you enough?

Madoc was standing in the house once again, reliving his worst memories-Eva and Justin's deaths. The house where Vivienne had vowed to hate him. The house where Jude had screamed at him and hit him. The house where Taryn had sobbed, shaking her mother's dead body, though Eva would never get up again. It was empty. No one had bought it even after 3 years-the deaths still haunted them. It looked normal-a red plastic FOR SALE was mounted on the lawn and the wind chimes jingled in the comforting breeze. He wondered if ghosts existed. Would Eva and Justin be staring at him with contempt in their eyes? He hesitated, just as he had 3 years ago on that fateful day. Oh, how he wished he had grabbed Vivienne and Eva and ran. Would Justin come after him? Perhaps. But maybe he would take care of his daughters first. Madoc didn't know-Justin had been such a strange man. He didn't want to go inside. He didn't want to relive the bloodstained carpet and smell of wet blood.

He swallowed. He was a redcap. He was brave, and he slept at night knowing that he had killed thousands of soldiers. He could go inside and endure the ghosts of the past. He inhaled, curled his hands into fists and stepped inside. Nothing. It was empty, scrubbed clean, like no one had lived inside it at all. There were ornamental decorations and a pleasant perfume permeated the air. All dressed up to make it look flashy and attractive. Nothing could ever attract Madoc to the house, except for the fact that his daughters had run away. Just like Eva. Just when he had thought that they had begun to like him-they had sat on his lap, eating out of his plate, and played Nine Men's Morris with him. Taryn had stopped flinching every time she saw him, and Jude had smiled at him, even coming to have a somewhat twisted affection for him. Vivienne, of course, had not stopped. The weight of her vow would never leave her, and she had been so angry that she could not speak to them for days. Had she guilt tripped them into leaving? Most probably. Though they loved him somewhat, they would never be able to forget their real parents. The ones that he had murdered right in front of their eyes. Blood on the kitchen floor and the heavy smell of blood. He forced his feet to move, up, down, up, down. Into the kitchen where Eva once lay. Into the backyard where Justin's forge once stood. Into the bedrooms- He stopped, inhaling sharply. The beds were clearly made with gray and yellow covers. The room was airy and sunlit, dust motes dancing in the sunlight. A peaceful, drowsy afternoon. Was this where his daughters had slept? Where they had played with each other? Where they had watched, what did humans call it, TV? Television? Eva had told him of it and he had watched the strange pictures dance across the screen. They had watched it together, she laughing, he not understanding but smiling and playing along. He closed his eyes. He opened them again. Any question of them being here was gone, though they might have come for a brief visit. Were memories too painful for them as well? Footsteps made him spin around. Standing there was a woman, wearing a suit that hinted that she might be a-what had Eva called it-a 'real estate agent', someone who sold property. 'Sir,' she said. 'I don't know what you're doing here, but you need to leave, unless you're a potential buyer. How did you get in here?' He hit her on the side of the head and she crumpled. His heart wildly richocheted and suddenly she was Eva. He had killed another person. He stepped back and fell against the wall, screaming into his bundled cloak. Was she dead? His eyes were wild, his heart pounded as he scrambled to find out. No, Eva, please don't be dead- She had a pulse. She was bleeding, but she would be all right. He couldn't stay here. He had to leave-he barely had a few minutes to go back before he would have to attend a meeting. He took her phone, called the police (911, was it?) gave them directions and then stepped out. Suddenly, he didn't want to leave. He wanted to stay here and drink in the memories of a family, torn apart by him, that he had so desperately tried to put back together. And now that they had run away, he might never be able to. He took the silky black horse back to Elfhame. His memories took the form of knives, stabbing into him as he recalled their painful shapes and colors. They took the form of needles, slowly sliding into him as he silently screamed, feeling the cold, sharp pain of memories upon him.

[weebssecretattic]

These letters make me wanna curl up in a ball and bawl my eyes out thinking how Jude never got to read them

cardan’s letters to jude in a nutshell

That’s a waste of pap— that’s a waste of grief, begging, love and I quote, “indiscreet promises”

the “I expect you to come back now that everything is settled” letter

lol the “I want you to come back but I don’t want to say it so just come be angry at me closer” letter

The second half part though- 😭. the “just come home I don’t care what you do to me but just COME BAAAACK” letter

Cardan be like: tf does this queen think she is not responding to my letters, AKA the “YOU HAVE NEVER DONE MORE OF A SIN THAN THIS JUDE DUARTE” letter

Also cardan: yeah I’m doing something wrong, how about I address this to The High Queen of Elfhame, ha this will definitely work AKA the most heartfelt, poetic and longest letter

At this point cardan just gave up and started doing what he does best: writing Jude’s name in an angry, passionate and grieving fashion. This is called the, “ I give up you win” letter.

[court-of-secrets]

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[mia-nina-lilly]

If Jurdan has a child, I hope it has a tail and horns.

I don't know how magic works, but it would be interesting if the characteristics that Jude insists on representing somehow passed on to her child.

I hope Jude constantly checks the tail to see if the child is "lying", I hope Cardan urges her not to mostly for his own sake.

[weebssecretattic]

HE CAN'T LIE!!!!

[weebssecretattic]

I absolutely LOVE these

More Jurdan Headcannons

•Just to cement Jude's claim, she is the one that sits on the throne and Cardan either sits on the armrest, stands behind her or sits on the floor at her feet.

•When Jude can't be bothered to get laced up in dresses, she just wears one of Cardan's poofy shirts with long boots and a corset.

•Cardan uses her knives to do his eyeliner.

•He also does Jude's makeup.

•After a makeout session, Jude takes great care to cover anything up but Cardan just walks out as he is: hair ruffled, hickeys out, cheeks pink. Jude is mortified.

•Cardan hires a group of handmaidens for Jude, but the twist is they are all trained warriors.

•He just wants to keep her safe.

•Jude almost always wears trousers, and when she has to wear dresses they're always hella flouncy to hide weapons.

•Cardan always dresses like he walked out of Fifth Avenue, NYC

[thebestbrunettee]

cardan: *does the most pathetically trophy wife thing*

fandom: awww what a cinnamon roll

jude: *murders someone in the most gruesome morally unjust way.*

fandom: get it girl!!!!!

taryn: *breaths*

fandom: that little bitch-

[elwoodallimann]

Jude, after learning about Hazel Evans and the role she played in overthrowing The Alderking : wait, is that the actual reason you didn't want me to become a knight ?

Madoc : *sweats heavily*

[anu-ca]

The cruel prince, chapter 20, dance scene: a small comic 🧚🏻‍♂️