#answers. » maven calore.

[ball-of-butter]

maven playing fuck marry kill but his options are all three of his fiances

[maveys-baby]

what’s ur headcanon for what maven’s type in women is?

do you think he would be into mare outside of plot happenings?

This is an interesting question!

Tbh, his biggest criterion for a relationship is anyone who would choose him over Cal. Once Mare said she had thought Maven was better than Cal in the dungeons, my boy was sat and he wasn't letting her post-betrayal clarity ruin his vibe.

I know it's canonically confirmed that Maven is bisexual, but my personal headcanon is that he's pansexual; he sees people for who they are and not their gender, appearance, or blood status. In theory, he could be with anyone who fits with him. I think things even could have worked out with Iris if he'd been more open-minded and wasn't so hung up on Mare. But of course, he was doomed by the narrative.

He is Elara's son, so he likes to be the master manipulator pulling all the strings; he wouldn't want to be with someone who tries to trick him into doing stuff (as seen in RQ).

He would want someone who is submissive to him in public, but challenges him in private, if that makes sense. He wouldn't want to be confronted in front of people (example: Evie bringing Mare to his party to make a point in KC), but I also don't know that he'd like someone who goes along with everything he says and does. I think he likes the back and forth; someone who has the same fire in them as him and isn't afraid to call him out behind closed doors.

He doesn't like alcohol because of his father, so he probably wouldn't be with someone who drinks too much.

He'd need someone who can keep up with him intellectually.

Ik it's cheesy but deep down, I think Maven just wants to love and be loved. After so many years of his mother taking from him and trying to change him, he just wants someone to love him for who he is.

In terms of personality, I think Maven and Mare are twin flames, and that can go either way (together forever or catastrophic fallout) because they mirror each other. But as I said, Maven's biggest turn-off is someone who chooses Cal over him, so it would all depend on Mare.

[lucy-the-cat]

Would Mare ever cheat on Cal to be with Maven (any au, modern or otherwise)

[imjulia-andilikecats]

Hii Julia

Don't ypu think wild uncharted waters from the Little Mermaid is such a Cal's song?

Okay! First of all, apologies for the LATE response.

Christmas and New Year were tough on me, and I've been zoning out....a lot and sleeping.

Be HERE. WE. GO!

Dude, I don't want to lie to you BUT when I first listen to the song. I was not vibing it. The rythme and...singing.

HOWEVER, when I focus on the lyrics. DUDE! It's promising and I was like. I will not listen to this song but I will read it like a poem!

I did and it's SO beautiful!!!

YES! Wild Uncharted Waters is VERY Cal coded.

To wild uncharted waters

Miles beyond the sea

I was darkness-bound, I had almost drowned

'Til you came around, and you found me

Now I am on the shoreline

But I'm still lost at sea

In these wild uncharted waters

Come find me again

Cal is lost and is dealing with a lit of voices telling him WHAT TO DO or WHO HE SHOULD BE.

Those voices got stronger in King's Cage where he is fibally presented the opportunity to reclaim his birthright. However, Mare does not what another Monarchy, another Silver King, cause that still means that Reds are less than Silvers. Even though they found each other again. Cal still made the decision to reclaim it (again his birthright and preventing a power stuggle with the segmented Silver Houses.)

No matter how reasonable his decision was. How much he tried to keep everything in check. Everyone pushed him from one direction to the other. Anabel, Uncle Julian, Mare, the Scarlet Guard and Monfort. All telling him what to do.

As the pressure of his endless duties, the heartbreak of his and Mare's separation, Maven's forces seemingly growing and needing to make decisions that could turn the tides of the war. Start to build and slowly suffocate him. Cal fought Iris in Harbor Bay, lost and almost drown from the strong waves and his heavy armor. Metaphorically and literally drowning from EVERYTHING.

All I do is wonder

Who you are and where you'll be

In my mind, your melody goes on

Stronger than the undertow

The night you rescued me

Silhouetted by the rising dawn

Dude, just this segnent, it's giving Marecal vibes.

As Cal has described Mare as the anchor ⚓️AND the storm.⛈️ He missed her voice, her SHARPNESS!🥺 How she is constantly a changing puzzle, couldn't see the girl under her many mask.

Alone, just you and me

And I hope you're there in the open air

There's no map or compass to guide me, no

Time may change the shoreline

But time will not change me

If it takes my life

I will finally find you again

In uncharted waters

Come find me again

This bit just reminds me of Mare and Cal after War Storm. They went through a lot and need to heal. Especially Cal, since not only did he lost his title again, but his little brother.

He almost called himself "nothing" infront of Mare.

But they still hoped to see each other again. Mare is not sure when, but if she takes too long, he can move on without her (which....ain't happening). We all know Cal's feelings will never change, no matter how long he had to wait for her.

And they parted again, hoping to find each other again. 💔💔💔💔😭

Note: Sorry I read into the lyrics too HARD. I'm a bit stuck with Cal going through a lot of stuff and just being called "whiny" for being confused and upset. Like, yeah, he is a tough character and he cal handle a lot of stress but he still needed someone to care for him, even just a little bit.

[nyrasbloodyclover]

when the lights go down (maven calore x reader)

cw: nightmares, hurt/comfort

a/n: this is my first ever fanfiction i think, originally posted on ao3

I got up, gasping for air, not being able to see clearly. The room spun in front of my eyes making me sick to the stomach. I desperatly needed to puke.

I was almost used to it by now. Waking up in sweat with fear that just behing my closed bedroom doors death is waiting. That's what years of terror did to a person. War was cruel and had no mercy towards anyone.

I brought shaky hands to my wet face- from sweat but now burning tears slid down my cheeks as i let out quiet sobs. It was so stupid but understandable at the same time. In front of my eyes—it was so real i couldn't breathe sometimes— i was losing everyone i loved all over again. Everyone i cared about on the verge of death. I saw him, barely breathing, silver blood sliding down his neck—dying—and i just stood there, not being able to do anything.

I had never even admitted that to him- my feelings or the nightmares because i knew his mother took all of it from him. He wouldn't understand so it was all pointless.

The memory, not real, and it will never be real, i swore to myself, made my chest hurt, i started sobbing even harder this time.

And it was desperation or need for comfort that made me get out of that haunted place i called my bedroom and walk out the door.

The marble floors were cold underneath my bare feet as i walked slowly still with tears in my eyes.

The palace was huge and anyone could get lost in it, even me, but there was one path i always knew- towards him. Maven's chambers stood out to the rest of the palace, at least to me. Anytime i was with him i felt as if no one could hurt me. Like i was safe from the rest of the world. In his head we probably weren't that close, but i could comfort myself by pretending.

I was still convinced this was one big mistake, but now that i found myself in front of big doors that led to his private rooms, i couldn't go back. Maybe he will toss me out, laugh at how weak i am, after all we lived through the same experience.

I didn't care. All i wanted is to at least see his face or hear his voice, no matter what he was saying to me. So i knocked once and secretly prayed that he wouldn't hear me. If he doesn't open i will have to suffer alone for the rest of the night, afraid to close my eyes. It was familiar to me that my sleep was cursed by nightmares. It would be easier than to appear weak in his eyes.

But no one heard my prayers as he opened the large woden doors. I tried to wipe my tears as much as i could.

His eyes were still half closed, soft white shirt crinkled from sleep and hair rustled. He didn't seem very happy that someone woke him up. He looked so unfamiliar to me in that moment because i was so used to his organized-put together self. If i hadn't been so miserable i would even laugh.

At the sight of me it was like someone had sobered him up.

"What are you doing here?"

"I couldn't sleep." My voice was weak. It was the longest explanation i could give him.

After studying m for a moment Maven crooked his head, "Are you okay?" He spoke gently, like i was some wounded animal that needed his saving. And in some way, i really was.The look on his face made me know that he was aware of my cursed dreams

That was it, i thought, my breaking point. Something really cracked in my chest as i practically threw myself at him.

He was caught off guard he froze for a moment. I didn't care if he's going to mock me for the rest of my excistance for this, i needed it, needed him.

Few seconds passed and he relaxed a bit wrapping his slender but strong arms around me. Then i started sobbing into his chest.

"Hey, what's wrong?" He whispered into my hair, "What happened?"

He closed the door behind me and guided me to the edge of his bed. I sat down and he kneeled beside me, looking up with his blue eyes, searching for the answer.

"I watched you die," my voice cracked mid-sentance making it sound even more painful. And when he realized what i said his eyes grew wide. I wasn't sure what was going through his head now, but i still continued, "I watched you die, and i wasn't able to do anything—"

Now was my time to feel caught off guard as he took me into his arms. I never saw Maven hug another human being, but he should do it more often because now, he held me so i don't break.

"I am alive," his hand brushed the back of my head, "I am alive because of you, don't ever doubt that." His words made me sob harder into his chest.

His scent consumed me as i closed my eyes against him.

Maven never broke the hug and we sat there, in the dark of his room, until i parted us and looked at his beautiful, beautiful face.  

"I hate nightmares," i said after minutes of silence. "Sometimes, i wish your mother took them from me too."

He frowned at that, still holding my hands, "She took my nightmares, yes, but with them she robbed me of my ability to love, to care."

His fingers traced invisible patterns on the back of my hand. He wasn't looking at me. "Sometimes, you make me forget that." And i felt as if my heart was beating again.

I didn't know what to do after that. Did i get the comfort i wanted? I wasn't sure, but his words did make me feel better, so i got up and started walking towards the door. I hope our relationship wouldn't change much after tonight. I knew i would feel stupid and even more miserable in the morning but i guess it was worth it.

Then suddenly i felt the burning hand around my wrist, "Why are you leaving?"

Did he want me to stay? "Well, i tho—"

"You thought wrong. Come here," he said as he pulled me closer to him, and under the red covers. 

I layed my head on the burner prince's chest that rose and fell with each of his breaths. The proof that he was alive. Alive and well and beside me.

After a while, when the lights completely went down, i wasn't sure if i was asleep yet but i heard him whisper, "I will take your nightmares if it means you'll sleep peacefully."

[flamekingmaven]

The Great War: A Maven Calore Fanfic

Part 1

"I pledge myself to you, Iris Cygnet, princess of the Lakelands. Will you accept?”       Maven does not even throw a glance at me, he looks at Iris while saying these words. But everyone looks at me. They don't look at the King and the woman he just proposed to, they look at me. They wait for a sign. They wait for me to object, or at least leave this damned place. They hope for a show, a drama.       But I don't give it to them. Even though their gazes make me feel like there are words written on my face- humiliating letters of black ink that will permanently stay on my skin. I just sit there, and watch the love of my life getting engaged with another woman. There is no expression on my face. No fury, no misery. I keep my wounds hidden.       "I put my hand in yours, and pledge my life to yours," Iris replies, after her own traditions and the customs of her kingdom. "I accept, Your Majesty."       He puts his bare hand out to take hers, the bracelet at his wrist sparking as he moves. A current of fire hits the air, snakelike and curling around their joined fingers. It does not burn her, though it certainly passes close enough to try. Iris never flinches. Never blinks. That’s why she is the one whom he is marrying, I think. Not you.

      I feel like I might throw up any moment now. I turn my gaze away from them. I just look at my hands on my lap. I can’t hear anything anymore. I am fully focused on my pain now. It is a foolish move, I know. Just a moment ago, I was determined that I was not going to give them even a hint. But my feelings have always been my weakness. I suck at controlling them. Or hiding them under a flawless mask, like Maven does.

      When people start to stand up, I understand that it is time to go. I get on my wobbly feet. And just when I am about to turn my back, icy blue eyes meet mine. I suddenly stop. I can taste blood in my mouth. Every memory we share is a piece of glass, but every single one of them is broken and they draw blood. I press my lips together in fear of silver streaming down my chin. The question pounds in my head: Why did you do this? But I must admit that I know the answer. He needed to. And I will be fair, every king that is in Maven’s place would do the same. But he had a choice.

      Even though he looks at me as if I am the only real thing in his world in front of everyone, I feel so heavy-hearted that I can’t keep looking at him. I swiftly turn my back and start to walk. I feel so cold and the freezing weather is not the only reason. That’s why the fur collar of my coat and my leather gloves don’t keep me warm. I feel like I don’t breathe anymore. Everything inside me is dead.

“My lady.”

     I stop and turn my back just to face one of the Sentinels. I scowl at him even though he did not do anything to deserve it, because I got no energy to deal with anybody. I just want to let my pain drown me. I don’t want to fight anymore. I don’t have it in myself.

“His Majesty is waiting for you in his car.”

      The heart of glass on my chest feels heavy. It has dealt with grief so many times until this day and it was successful at handling it, but this time hits different. Because it is Maven. King of Norta who is waiting for me just after his new engagement. It sounds like a joke, but I know that it is not. I want to scream at the Sentinel’s face that he should tell his King to go fuck himself. But I can’t. Even a Sentinel shouldn’t witness someone’s disobedience to the King. It is already a fragile reign.

“Lead the way.” I say, with no will in my voice.

        The Sentinel does as I say. I take reluctant steps as I silently follow him. I don’t want to see Maven. Moreover, I don’t want to be alone with him in his car. I can’t talk to him because I know that I will burst into tears if I try. I don’t want him to marry somebody else. I selfishly want him all to myself even though it is not possible anymore.

        I can’t see Maven because the windows of his car are so dark that nobody could see anything from outside. But when the Sentinel opens the door for me, I see him sit on the large backseat of the car. When our gazes meet, I feel sick to my stomach once again. My gloved hands clunch into fists. I’m so angry at him that I can’t breathe. I’m furious because I wish I could hate him for making me suffer, but no matter what he does I will never be able to do that.

        I want to punch something, and scream until my throat hurts. I need to destroy it, and watch it turning into ashes. I always likened my heart to a fire, but right now I feel like I’m the fire itself. I am made of destruction, but my pain always keeps burning me.

[nortaeventcouncil]

Red Queen Fanfiction Awards Nominations: Best Fanfiction

how to flirt (without really trying) by neverthecanonotp @king-maven-calore

94,000 Words | Explicit

Mare Barrow wanted to do something nice to save her failing relationship. Might as well have shot it in the face. Or: Cal was tired of girls trying to seduce him… until he met Mare.

Lover's Curse by beforeilearnedcivilty @lucy-the-cat

57,489 Words | Mature

A dark, bitter laugh escapes my throat. Lover. As if Maven and I have ever approached love. Loneliness. Desperation. Sorrow. A void filled with the closest body, not healing, but deepening. Love only to fools and beggars. To anyone else, we are a curse. _ Mare wasn't rescued by Evangeline. She takes matters into her own hands.

Petite Venin by Twisted_Nym @nymphenberger

141,774 Words | Mature

'ɪ ᴍᴀʏ ʙᴇ ᴀ ᴠɪᴘᴇʀ, ʙᴜᴛ ꜱᴀᴍꜱᴏɴ ɪꜱ ᴀ ꜱɴᴀᴋᴇ.' Many eyed, venomous- House Viper are animosi. When Daliah Viper returns to her family after an unfortunate series of bad luck and flawed decisions, she doesn't know yet things will significantly change. Recovering from blows and trying to reconnect and find her footing again, she'll have to make peace with another kind of association all together in the form of her fiance . In a political climate as hot and a court full of liars though, both of them have to make due with what they were given. Sometimes you have to pick your poison.

King's Pet by MissDemeanor @miss-literary

231,523 Words (ongoing) | Mature

Just when Maven Calore thought his life couldn't get any worse, it did. Captured once again, Maven's dragged away to a far away kingdom with the purpose of becoming a pet, but not just anyone's pet. The newly crowned king requires a very specific companion, and Maven meets all of the qualifications. With the rest of the world out for his head, Maven only has two choices: Escape these chains and run back into the lands that want him dead, or break under the king's rule. Maven knows his answer. There's no way he's breaking anymore.

Newblood Queen by beforeilearnedcivility

8,529 Words (ongoing) | Teen & Up

In war, healers are the first to die. House Skonos stood tall and proud before the Newblood uprising, a noble house that served the highest titles in the land. Their head would heal the king himself, easing wrinkles and gray hairs for all his days. Mother liked to grumble about it in the mirror. Then came the mutations. Their sister house, Blonos, was able to flee. As their ability was to heal themselves, they thought they had nothing to fear when the rats came pounding at their door. But one arm was grabbed, then another, the life force draining from their skin. Leechers, they were called. House Carver, they named themselves. Skonos healed others. They could not heal themselves. _ Mareven Role Swap AU where Newbloods rule, Reds are still oppressed, and Silvers exist in a hazy space in between

Red Ruse by beforeilearnedcivility

21,074 Words (ongoing) | Mature

“You will live. It’s a question of how much she’s willing to indulge me. Of whether you’ll be my prisoner--” He softens. “Or my queen.” My queen. The words twist and ache with implication, with promises he can’t possibly fulfill. “There’s a difference?” _ Mare and Maven make a deal beneath the Bowl of Bones.

[flamereigns]

@casterisims​:   ‘  i  wouldn’t  have  changed  a  thing .  i  need  you  to  know  that .  ’ / from pru status:    accepting

HELLFIRE  EYES  FLICKER  FROM  THEIR  BABY�� ASLEEP  IN  HER  CRIB  TO  HIS  WIFE,     a  smile  tugging  at  his  lips.  he  slides  an  arm  around  her  waist,  tugging  her  close  as  he  leans  in  to  press  a  kiss  to  her  cheek.     ❝   c’mon,  let’s  let  her  sleep.   ❞     he  says  quietly,  guiding  her  out  of  the  nursery,  and  closing  the  door  quietly  behind  them.     ❝   just  so  you  know,  i  wouldn’t  change  a  thing,  either.  you,  zahra   ---   you’re  my  whole  world.  i  never  knew  i  could  love,  let  alone  love  someone  as  much  as  i  love  you  two.   ❞     maven  shakes  his  head  fondly  as  he  pulls  her  into  their  room.     ❝   okay,  part  of  that  was  a  lie.  i  would  change  one  thing.  i’d  like  to  not  live  with  my  mother.   ❞     he  laughs,  drawing  her  in  close  so  he  can  catch  her  lips  in  a  deep,  lingering  kiss.     ❝   you  think  we  should  take  advantage  of  the  fact  that  zahra’s  finally  asleep?   ❞     he  whispers  against  her  lips.

[scarletmarebarrow]

Who do you think are the Greek godly parent(s) of the RQ characters?

mare, daughter of aphrodite

i considered athena for the obvious reason that mare is obviously very strategic. however, i think she is a child of aphrodite. her life is very much ruled by love, and she is instinctive and impulsive as i associate love to be. more than the obvious fact she had three boys after her, it’s the way that love— regardless of familial or romantic love or platonic love— always seemed to play a role in her actions. and it’s even her distrust of love and callous against it. i also think that she would have the ability to charmspeak if she was in the percy jackson universe, because she is also naturally persuasive. and if you don’t think that children of aphrodite can be badass, i have really have some shocking news for you.

maven and cal, sons of hades

their lives are centered around death, wether by their hand or by others, which is a common theme of children of hades in percy jackson. the examples of the children of hades we have in the percy jackson books are obviously very versatile in their personality, considering we have bianca, who is a sweetheart. so though having a dark personality was a bit of a factor, it was not the leading one. it was the role death plays in maven and cal’s lives and their capacity for death. as well as death, hades is also the god of wealth and fortune, which also suits the calore boys in terms of the wealth and fortune that they have and yet also do not have.

farley, daughter of ares

this one i also considered to be athena, for her obvious battle strategy skills. and yet i think she would be ares. the examples from percy jackson were all hot headed people. however, when someone clarisse loved was struggling and in danger, she was caring towards him, and also she was presented as a very good friends towards those she liked. my analysis of children of ares are people who at first are stand-offish and intimidating, but are eventually extremely loyal and defensive towards those they are close to. all these reasons make me believe that farley would be a daughter of ares. and of course her good instincts in battles and willfulness are the bows on top of this take on her character.

evangeline, daughter of athena

while aphrodite would be the obvious candidate, i wanted to look deeper than the surface personalities, because we know that the stereotypes of each cabin are often defied. evangeline has her own story, and in the society that red queen is set in, i think that the lengths she went to were necessary in her eyes. in that case, the way she carried them out were also very tactical. i think children of athena like to be precived as always having it together, and i also think that because they are so intelligent, it causes them to have a certain amount of arrogance. this can often be seen in annabeth’s hubris and the motivation of her actions and also in evangeline’s self-assurance vs each of their moments of weakness.

(aside from the obvious parentage based on their powers, and i’m guessing that you’re asking based on the percy jackson universe... also i just picked a few of my favorite characters, because i didn’t know who all to do)

[petergrantkavinsky]

Maybe I need to re-read the series, but I'm still confused as to how Maven died. Did Mare kill him, or did he actually survive the attack and Cal orders a private execution later? Or does their talk take place during War Storm?

SPOILER ALERT. Mare killed him with a letter opener.

[ofruins]

@inmydrcams​:    ❛ witches without covens are easy pickings. ❜ ( ciri at maven )

HIS  FIRST  DESIRE  IS  FILLED  WITH  ARROGANCE.     to  tell  her  that  he  is  a  silverblood  witch  and  prince  of  norta,  and  she  should  treat  him  with  the  respect  he  deserves.  but,  luckily,  maven’s  not  his  brother,  and  he  does  not  speak  without  thinking  first.  and  when  he  thinks  about  it,  he  wonders  why  she  chose  those  words.  did  she  know  more  than  she  let  on?  for  he  is  a  witch,  however  unordinary  for  this  world,  and  he  was  without  a  coven.  was  this  girl  warning  him,  or  threatening  him?

❝   do  not  underestimate  a  witch.   ❞     he  says,  keeping  his  voice  even  and  cool,  unaffected.  for  some  reason,  he  thinks  of  his  mother,  of  her  ability  to  control  minds.     ❝   they’d  make  you  a  fool.   ❞

the  chilling  adventures  of  sabrina     »     accepting

[maveys-baby]

So I've been working on a fan fiction for a while now about canon Thomaven's origin story but I can't figure out how to end it and just for shits and gigs, I wanted to see what ChatGPT thought. Here's what I got lmao:

Prompt: Maven Calore from the Red Queen book series killed his first love, Thomas. How did he do this?

Answer: "In Red Queen by Victoria Aveyard, Maven Calore kills his first love, Thomas, in a cruel and calculated manner. The event takes place in Glass Sword, the second book of the series.

Maven kills Thomas by manipulating him into believing that he will be safe and is being rescued. Thomas, who is loyal to Maven, is convinced that Maven will protect him. However, Maven orchestrates his death to further cement his power and eliminate anyone he sees as a threat or obstacle to his control.

To kill Thomas, Maven orders him to be executed in front of a crowd of people, using the excuse that Thomas had betrayed him. Maven had planned the execution as a way to demonstrate his authority and to punish Thomas for showing any form of disloyalty. This event is a significant moment in the series, as it shows just how ruthless and manipulative Maven can be, even toward those who have been close to him in the past.

This act is a key turning point in Maven's character arc, showing just how deeply his thirst for power has corrupted him and how far he is willing to go to maintain control."

Needless to say I will not be using this in my fic but it was unhinged enough to give me a chuckle. Also I don't use AI often, pls don't come at me.

[ryuuseiblogs]

Does that mean Cal was humming “Come on, Eileen” as he and Mare were being sentenced to death in Red Queen?

[imjulia-andilikecats]

Hello, I have just finished the red queen series and I am in love, I looove you and I'm looking for people to follow here that post about that. Do you have any recommandations? Thank youu have a great day!

DDDUUUDDDDEEEEE THANK YOU! 💓💓💓

Also, Welcome to the Red Queen Fandom. I'm really glad you like the series.

I would HIGHLY recommend this accounts. Cause no.1 they make good Red Queen content and no.2 they are pretty cool people.

Fanfiction:

@lilyharvord - She is one of the OC members of the fandom. If you ship Marecal, her fanfics are THE ONE. She also writes about Shade, Farley, Coriane Jacos, and more recently Coriane Barrow Calore. You'll be eating good with all her writing.

@king-maven-calore - Again, if you ship Marecal or even Mareven. You'll LOVE Annie's fanfics. Even her answers from asks are engaging.

@nymphenberger - If you love Thomaven and unique OC characters. You'll appreciate Nym's fanfics. She goes against the grain in fanfic writing with a different perspective and setting.

Fanart:

@mavenne - THEIR ART IS STUNNING. You love Maven? Mare? The Calore Bros? Art that make you go "YEESSS" to "Beautiful...why am I crying." Check them out, they make beautiful art.

Special Mention:

@ball-of-butter - They made beautiful, funny and engaing Red Queen takes.

Also, we have a Red Queen discord server. If you are interested to join. 😊

Note: I know you'll love these awesome accounts, and once again thank you and welcome to the fandom!

[lunamieres]

MARE  BARROW:   slap   ---    my  muse  slaps  your  muse  across  the  face  out  of  anger.

MAVEN  CAN’T  HELP  BUT  GRIN     at  her  pathetic  display  of  rage.  her  silent  stone  bracelets  weigh  down  her  hands,  making  the  slap  not  much  more  than  a  tap  on  his  cheek.      ❛   you  might  as  well  stop  fighting  it,  mare.  i’ve  won.  i  have  you,  i  have  the  crown. . .    ❜     and  what  else  is  there?  that’s  all  maven’s  ever  wanted,  even  if  he  can’t  have  mare  in  the  way  he  hoped  to,  as  his  red  queen.

oh,  and  what  a  magnificent  queen  she  would’ve  made   ---   dripping  in  red  jewels,  at  his  side.  it’s  a  pity  that  she  still  won’t  come  around  to  his  way  of  thinking.  it’s  too  late  for  her  to  be  his  red  queen,  but  she  could  still  be  his  mistress,  if  only  she  weren’t  so  damned  stubborn.  maven  catches  her  wrist  with  lightning  -  fast  reflexes  as  she  tries  to  draw  back  her  hand,  his  fingers  digging  into  her  skin.

❛   maybe,  within  time,  you’ll  see  the  error  of  your  ways.  ❜

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You’re Mine / marecal

𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄'𝐒 𝐍𝐎 𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐋𝐘. mare barrow had made it clear where they stood, lines in the sand had been drawn, and she wanted nothing to do with him. was he okay with it? no, not at all. but it was something he unfortunately had to accept. until she went around making comments like that. but the chances of that actually being what mare said? slim. that couldn’t be the case. “ i’m what? ” he asked, partially because he genuinely believed he had heard her wrong and partially because he just wanted to hear it again. “ say it again. ”

𝐁𝐄 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐕𝐄.( accepting )