#suriel the phoenix

[jazzy-kandra]

Suriel, the Celestial Healer, is not paid enough for all this (Ozriel) stuff.

[king-of-the-oreo]

More art I got signed while meeting Travis (I don't have a current high quality pic with the signature so used an old one without it)

[lyssq]

Imagine how the other divisions see the Reapers. Like you’re a mid-level Phoenix and Suriel’s pretty nice but she’s a Judge and your boss and she’s not talking to you unless it’s to give orders. Then one day you visit the Grave for whatever reason and find the Reapers all playing monopoly with Ozriel. The girl with the swords just stabbed him because he landed on her property and the one with the scary arm is trying to steal his money while he’s distracted. You turn back around and decide to come back later.

[sapphire-writes]

TOP 5 fantasy creatures 😊

omg Dany what a hard top 5 😩 okay I got this

Dragons🐉 (I mean this has to be number 1 right??)

Mermaids or Sirens 🧜‍♀️

Faeries 🧚‍♂️

Suriel (from ACOTAR) ☕️

Phoenix 🔥

[just-a-honey-badger]

Hey Finn!! I've decided to ask my moots a few noninvasive questions to get to know them better (if you don't feel up to answering, that's totally fine <3)

• What's your favorite color?

• What's your favorite mythological creature from a book?

• What song hits you in the feels every time you hear it?

• What is your favorite possession?

• Who is your favorite book character of ALL TIME? (You can totally pick more than one)

ohhhh cool thanks autumn!!!

• what's your favorite color?

akdjfkfhskd i'm boring it's grey

• what's your favorite mythological creature from a book?

uhhhhh phoenixes, dragons and whatever the fuck verdi is (a t-rex ig but like the bright green fluffy one)

• what song hits you in the feels every time you hear it?

all of them lmao but probably ok by wallows, good thing by suriel hess, feels so easy by ber and anything from my summer '22 playlist :3 the nostalgia runs high w that one

• what is your favorite possession?

stuffed elephant named ellie <3 i've had her since i was three

• who is your favorite book character of all time?

ugh this is hard so i picked a lot: keefe, marella, percy, nick and charlie (plus more but this is getting long so)

[somerunner]

[Image ID: The character Suriel, The Phoenix from the Cradle series. She is floating in space, with a translucent image of flaming, light blue butterfly wings spreading behind her. She is wearing the standard Abidan armor, smooth eggshell-white armor that covers all but the head. Her right arm's armor is wrapped in thin gray wavy lines.

She has purple eyes and long green hair, and is making a neutral expression as she looks past to the left of the screen. One leg is fully extended while the other is bent, and her arms hang out to either side. At her hip is a long shaft of blue-white steel.

The image of wings is how her Mantle represents itself, a depiction of her authority as the Phoenix and Abidan Judge over healing and restoration. The bar of steel is her Razor, her personal weapon, in its dormant form.

/End ID]

Suriel lurched from the Way into reality in a flash of blue light, floating at the high edge of atmosphere. A planet spread out beneath her like a childhood blanket, blue and green and familiar.

[Successfully arrived in Iteration One-one-zero,] said the ghostly Presence on her shoulder. It had come with the job, because no lone mind could control all the powers at Suriel's disposal. [Local time is +5.2 deviations from standard.] She would lose time here, and communication with Sanctum would be delayed, so her journey would take longer.

But then, that was the point.

Unsouled (Cradle Book 1), Will Wight

Cradle Inktober Day 3: Path : Suriel

[thecandywrites]

Of Heaven and Fire Part 11

Do ya’ll have any idea how long I’ve been saving that picture of Benyana’s brother Kaive? Since part 1. Finally. He’s here. Ya’ll are in for a treat. 

Tagging the crew. @probablyclever​ @imherefortheforthefanart​ @funmadnessandbadassvikings​

Of Heaven and Fire Part 11

“...and a thousand.” You counted out before you were handed a set of documents which you quickly put away into your satchel before you gave your orders to the builders and gave them a bonus in their wages and gave the foreman your new orders before you began to walk the long walk back down the beach towards Stormbreaker before Oriles came out of the water to walk next to you. 

“How are the legs working out?” You asked him curiously as you walked together. 

“Strange, like two tails instead of one but they have to work together as one to get anywhere.” He answered. 

“You’ll get used to them.” You offered as you took his arm as you walked together, your steps going in tandem. 

“Why did those gold tattoos on those orcs surprise you?” He asked curiously. 

“Can you keep a secret?” You whispered. 

“I’m a Prince of the 9 Seas, of course I can. Besides, I would also like to be your friend. And It would honor me to keep your confidence.” He flattered as your intuition told you that for now, you could count on him. 

“Look at the back of my neck.” You offered before he did and frowned. 

“You have a gold tattoo too!” He realized. 

“It’s called the gold moura mark. All moura are born with it. So if they have it, they are also moura.” You explained. “But the fact that they think it’s an orc thing, they’re...intimidating, not to mention fierce, powerful and are in great numbers and have a strength I don’t dare play against, so I don’t dare correct them.” You answered. “Every moura a few months after birth grows what’s called a moura cloak- it does look like a feather blanket at first. However someone is stealing the cloaks from them and they think it’s one of their gods and have built a tradition around it. To steal a moura’s cloak is a very serious crime and injustice and whoever is doing it- is counting on the orcs not realizing the real value of what they have lost and their own naivety, if not imposed ignorance. It’s like if I were to trade you two tiny pearls for a large pearl just because there’s two of them instead of one, counting on the fact that you don’t know that your one large pearl is worth more than two small ones, if not many small ones. They’re content with the sack of gold only because they don’t know the true worth of what’s been taken from them and it’s just a matter of time before they find out and when they do, it could be another war, one that no one would win, so we all need to be careful and cautious.” You explained. 

“Ooohhh,” Oriles nodded in understanding. “That’s why Mr. Jealousy was as shocked as you were, because he’s moura too.” Oriles realized as you giggled at the name. 

“He is jealous isn’t he?” You asked rhetorically. “I don’t know how I’ll handle him. Usually men who are like that irk me and I have nothing to do with them. Now I have to deal with him or else.” You grumbled. 

“Who says you have to?” Oriles questioned. 

“The hundred and fifty thousand heavenly moura above us.” You answered as you looked up and noticed they seemed to watch you steadily. “I’m worried one wrong move from me will have disastrous results.” You muttered. 

“You already told us that we are not to harm either you or your family or the other competitors.” He countered. 

“I don’t trust Cordene to honor that.” You said plainly which got Oriles to grin. 

“Well at least we both sense that.” He nodded. 

“If you could keep an eye on him for me, I would appreciate it. He may let things slide in front of you that he may not with me. I trust you won’t abuse this and put words in his mouth or falsely malign him.” You furthered. 

“It’s obvious you are an honest person and therefore put importance on honesty from others, despite the situation. I respect that and I respect you. I will do as you ask.” Oriles agreed. 

“Thank you.” You thanked him. 

“So what were you doing over here?” He asked as he turned to look at the docks under construction behind you. 

“Getting more information about what’s going on there, I like to be well informed.” You placated. “Rhos said that they’re building the docks to circumvent Stormbreaker. I came to see if it’s true.” You explained. 

“And?” He asked curiously. 

“Not quite, but her hunch was close. When people are fearful, they assume the worst about everyone and everything. To be cautious is good, but too fearful and you become too guarded to believe the truth if it’s not as bad as what you fear it is.” You advised as Oriles grinned fondly at you. How wise you were despite how young he knew you were. 

Once you got back Suriel and Cordene unveiled their gifts to the clans in your honor since they could tell you held the clans in a safeguarded fondness, they were mobile villages on clouds that the orcs could move into that could travel all the way up to Suchi, one for Stormbreaker and one for Hurricane Breaker and you were unbelievably pleased before Suriel revealed to Oriles that he would make sure Oriles’ ship would also float up to the city so his own people would be able to be close and have a home away from home as well which pleased you supremely. 

However that night at midnight the cloak detached and Suriel woke you up to tell you that within mere moments of it being detached, someone was already there to steal it and you were instantly enraged to the point you transformed into a missile hawk and flew after the two sparrows that flew like bats straight out of hell out of the top of the tent where there was a hole for the smoke from the fire inside it- to come out of and once they saw you, they transformed into missile hawks to try to evade you but you were determined and your rage gave you a fuel that you sorely needed and in moments of great acrobatic feats as you both fired at the other before you managed to hit each of them while evading their own fire and then you caught them and drug them down to the ground before they were captured in cages and you transformed into yourself. 

“Change into yourselves you fucking bastards!” You roared angrily as they looked at each other and simply backed into the corners and away from you, doing their best to imitate real missile hawks. 

“Suriel,” you called out before he was at your side in an instant and all it took was for him to flick the cages and both birds instantly transformed into their human forms as you gasped in horrified shock. 

There, at the bottom of the cages knelt your brother Kaive and your brother in law Garis. 

“Oh fuck.” Suriel breathed. 

“Who are they?” Cordene asked as you were ready to set them both on fire as a fire like glow came from your heart then rose up your throat.  

“Hey, hey, hey, take a step back and breathe.” Brock realized as he pulled you away and tried to calm you down which surprised Kaive and Garis the most as Brock watched as the glow began to wane before it died out. 

“Talk to me, who are those guys?” Brock asked before you started to cry. 

“That’s my brother Kaive and my brother in law Garis, this doesn’t make sense, they would never do anything like this.” You explained as you steadily lost your composure before Brock just hugged you as you sobbed into his chest as the others turned to Kaive and Garis as they both winced and grimaced. 

“Then ask them to explain themselves.” Brock invited before he brought you back but just looking at their guilty expressions and posture got you seeing red again.  

“What. The. Fuck. Is. Wrong. With. You?!” You screeched before Brock had to pull you away from attacking the cages once he saw your hands becoming clawed as the air above you started to waiver from the heat rolling off of you in the brisk spring night air. 

“Hey, they can’t answer you if you burn them to ash before they get a chance to explain themselves.” Brock calmly if not a little firmly reminded you. “Hey Suriel, how about you do the asking for a minute. You have a level head and know what’s really going on right?” Brock suggested as he tried to make sure you just didn’t turn into a fiery phoenix. 

“Explain yourselves.” Suriel demanded as Brock did his best to calm you down. 

“Elder Vedross told us that another moura colony was attacked and in the spoils was a baby’s moura cloak which the figured the orcs thought was just a blanket and put the blanket around their own child and tasked us with getting it back and suggested we leave a bag of money so that the orcs could buy a proper baby blanket but when we saw that the cloak actually belonged to the baby, we knew something was wrong so we left the money and the blanket on the baby and we fled.” Kaive explained. 

“Vedross?” You repeated in confusion. Elder Vedross was someone you never would have suspected of something like this but it only made you realize that this corruption was more vampant and arcane than you thought it was? What if TriKeng was actually rather new to this scandalous sin? What if this had been going on for centuries? What if there were other clans with gold moura marks? What if every colony’s elders were guilty of this? You were just one girl. Granted you were in extraordinary circumstances, and you did currently have legions at your disposal but did you really, honestly, want to use them on the very people you knew and loved and attack the colonies? Attack the very fabric of your way of life? Was there any answer to this problem that didn’t involve either blood or ash? And what if your family was more involved than it already was? 

You swallowed down the bile in your throat as you took a measured breath to keep yourself from hyperventilating as you could feel yourself grow numb in response to your overwhelming thoughts. 

“Tell me the truth, is this your first time doing this?” You questioned as they both affirmed that as you stalked over to them, angry tears rolling down your cheeks. 

“And are either of you aware that these cloaks have been stolen from these people for generations? To the point that these people have built an entire tradition around the theft? And does the council of elders know that all it takes is for word to get out of the true nature of this and no moura on the surface would be safe? Ever? Every moura would have to go back to the heavens or face these warhammers and battle axes and atone for these sins. These people have had their very birthrights stolen from them, their powers stripped from them and purposefully kept in the dark about the true nature of what’s been stolen from them. All of these crimes will be answered for and justice will be served- so may the gods help and deliver me I will see to it that each and every single one of these people will get their cloaks back or I will expose anyone and everyone involved so that the whole world will know the truth in vivid detail and whatever has been built on these sins I will break and tear apart thread by thread and brick by brick if I need to because these people are our brethren and they deserve to be recognized and respected as such and deserve to be welcomed into our brotherhood as a whole.” You insisted. 

“Because here I’ve risked my life to find a way to help Suchi, as we speak there are ships whose holds are frozen solid with seafood meant for Suchi and in just a matter of days we will be at the base of the mountain ready to climb up the passes and if the elders would just open their gates and if they would receive us in peace and joy and fortune we could be such strong allies. No one would come up against us ever again if we really embraced our brethren like we should have all along. Now if there is a way that that can happen without bloodshed and without everything set on fire to fuel war and for this great wrong to be set right, I’m all for it. The council of elders has until we get up to the gates to decide how to proceed.” You decided before you set them free. 

“Ok, I’ll let them know.” Garis nodded before he fled while Kaive stayed put. 

“Aren’t you going to go with him?” You prodded as you nodded up to Garis’ shrinking form in the night sky. 

“No, only one messenger should be needed for a message like that.” He answered before he cautiously came forward. “I really am sorry that I was stupid enough to get caught up in this, but I am so happy and relieved you’re ok, obviously.” Kaive apologized. 

“Thank you.” You sniffled as you hugged him. 

“How about I stay with you for now.” Kaive suggested. 

“Ok,” you nodded before you introduced him to everyone around you before he walked you back to the clan where Cordene and Suriel were all to happy to have you sleep in one of the homes on the massive cloud island that had been built for Stormbreaker. 

“How the fuck did you manage all of this?” Kaive asked as you both settled in bed as you curled into him. 

“Kaive, do I have a tale for you…” You chuckled. 

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[blackdogclan]

about us

I'm suriel, she/her. I lost my husband and best friend in 2021, and re-creating a life from the ashes of our love has been rough, but our puppos are helping. they're sweet and loving and playful and funny and annoying and fun and have been unbelievably helpful in my ongoing journey out of the deep, dark pit of depression and grief I fell into when I lost my sweetie.

recently I was able to get our back yard finished & the dogs fucking love it. if it wasn't for the fact that we're in the desert & it gets deadly hot outside they'd be out there playing 24/7.

I have no purpose in sharing pics and videos other than sharing the joy they bring me =)

Tsoei, pronounced Zoey. chiweenie cosplaying as a Manchester Terrier. rescue from the streets of Tucson. she's my Head of Security. she loves you and would love for you to rub her belly until the end of time.

Wolfgang the chiweenie, cosplaying as a mortadella with legs, was found trying to build a nest in the front yard of a friend on the west side of the Phoenix valley. my sweetie was His Person & he's still grieving. we're working on some behavioral issues.

Thor the chihuahua/yorkie mix belonged to a member of a discord I mod, whose roommate was trying to kill him wtf. he's an inscrutable, happy, weird little goblin who keeps a hoard of trinkets & toys under the couch, and loves to watch moving shadows and reflections. my sweetie called him "joy on a stick" and it's so true. he is my unofficial Nostril Cleaner.

prior puppers:

Fenris, black lab/border collie mix. 2008-2018. our first dog, 120lbs of doofus and love and slobber. the bestest best good dog. Tsoei and Wolfgang worshipped him. fuck cancer.

Freya, German shepherd mix. 2010-2015. rescue from our local animal control. solar dog, my soul dog. her smile was balm. not black but that's ok. people who poison dogs will be tortured for eternity if I get my way.

[kingsonne-zedecks]

I still kind of want to write a story with Lindon in a Dreadgod cult. I have no idea what all would go into it, but I've had the idea ever since the interaction between the Cultist champions and Yerin.

Because their stories strike a crazy resonance with Lindon. Like, if Lindon hadn't stumbled onto Eithan he'd have had a very very much harder time advancing enough to save Sacred Valley, even without the acceleration of Makiel. 30 years is a hard timeline even from Suriels perspective.

So a Lindon, desperate for the power to save his home, low on prospects? He'd be prime cult material.

I of course have no idea what any of the plot would actually look like, which is why I haven't written anything. But the idea is exceedingly enticing.

Obviously the Phoenix and Dragon are the most directly capable of using their Path to take power and advance.

I'm not really aware of any conscious Silent Servants. I think they are all just puppets and don't really have any self directed ways to get stronger, but if he could find a way there are interesting parallels with his desires for the Path of the White Fox.

Abyssal Palace does get stronger, but pretty much just by harvesting from near the Dreadgod. They're kind of the least inherently awful cult and are pretty much just distasteful natural disaster scavengers rather than monsters. Of course, Abyssal Palace Lindon would give absolutely delicious irony and angst once he figures out that the Wandering Titan he is drawing his strength from is the monster that is going to destroy his home. Then he has to somehow use the power of the Dreadgod to defy it. That's some good shit.

Stormcallers are interesting, because they are somewhat in-between the other Cults in terms of action and method. Many of Redmoon are either partially or fully puppets like the Servants. Like Redhook is definitely not a meat puppet, but when the Phoenix says go North, north he goes. As far as we see though, the Stormcallers aren't puppets at all. Their sage is just like that and they go along with it.

Like, Path wise, Lindon would love the Stormcallers I think. I think he could find a way to turn it for good when combined with his Pure. Like Tiberians madra and Grandfathers tears. But he'd absolutely hate working under Calling Storms and there would be issues when he ran into Ziel.

Of course. Redmoon is right there in many ways. Its the closest cult and so the easiest to justify him stumbling on. It has the most direct use of getting stronger via Dreadgod Madra.

Anyway. The idea has lots of fun potential. Lots of Moral ambiguity and or struggle to play with. Lindon and Yan Shoumei is something I think would be really fun to see play out. Two utterly terrifying/intimidating looking softies with blood monster parasites.

Lindon in the Tournament under Shen is also fascinating to think about. Because it would be oh so transactional and delicate. Because Shen could offer so much for a price, but his goals are so fundamentally opposed to Lindon. What sort of delicious callbacks to a life of appeasing those stronger than him in Sacred Valley.

I need more of Lindon with the Dreadgod cults

I need his interactions with the Silent King's cult who see him as a replacement for their god and say that they don't worship him but he knows damn well they still do. Also they just kind of appeared and he doesn't know where they came from.

I need him with Redmoon Hall because they went under his banner because of Yerin promising them safety and now he just has a dreadgod cult with him that he doesn't know what to do with.

Abyssal Palace probably hate him after Sky's Edge 💀💀

The Stormcallers are a wild card but Lindon definitely holds a grudge on the behalf of Ziel/his opinion is influenced by what Ziel went through. I also think the Stormcallers will be wary of him because of it because Ziel was THE Dawnwing and this is his friend so...

Also Lindon canonically distrusts anyone who decides to join a dreadgod cult. Hell, YERIN is more understanding. Thanks to her chat with Yan Shoumei and Calan Archer she understands that for some people it's resources and that not all cultists are bad and that they are just trying to make it in the world and they aren't all so bad actually. Lindon just don't like them.

[wandlores]

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“which came first, the phoenix or the flame?” “i think the answer is that a circle has no beginning.”

[jazzy-kandra]

1. Ozriel, the Reaper of Worlds;

2. Suriel, the Phoenix

First set of Judge sketches, complete...for now, at least.

[longsightmyth]

Myth Continues to Reread A Court of Thorns and Roses

page 198  44.2% "I just want it noted for the record that I finished Order of the Phoenix in one day while taking breaks to eat, nap, and read/finish two (much smaller) books in between. DO YOU SEE HOW LONG THIS BOOK IS TAKING ME DO YOU?"

page 199  44.42% ""Both faerie men" don't you mean MALES, Feyre? There's been such a fuss about it up to this point."

page 199  44.42% ""I drank deeply from my goblet of water before piling food on my plate. I savored the tense silence as I consumed the meal before me."

THIS IS YOUR FOURTH BOOK (at least) THIS IS NOT AMATEUR HOUR."

page 202  45.09% ""Well, I'm late for something incredibly important," Lucien said.

I admit it, I laughed."

page 205  45.76% ""I wouldn't apologize for Isaac. Not when Tamlin had just been in the Great Rite."

A CONSENSUAL SEXUAL RELATIONSHIP IS NOT EVEN VAGUELY THE SAME THING AS BEING MAGICALLY COMPELLED BY A RIDICULOUSLY NAMED RITE TO HAVE SEX. IT'S NOT. STOP PRETENDING IT IS. STOP MAKING ME DEFEND TAMLIN."

page 205  45.76% "Feyre is awful and Tamlin is also awful. Stop equating what is at best dubious consent with a fully informed consensual relationship, Feyre. Stop letting her believe that none of her family looked for her, Tamlin, and while you're at it, she offered you a SPECIFIC PAINTING, she didn't say 'here pick one from my apparently DEEPLY PERSONAL works'. You're both DICKS."

page 207  46.21% "SUCH DICKS"

page 212  47.32% "I'm not convinced Maas had an editor at all. If she did, the editor must have either BEEN ASLEEP or Maas completely ignored their suggestions. "...the new grass scent of him cloyed in my nose as he lay beside me" indeed."

page 214  47.77% "EVERYTHING IS STUPID"

page 216  48.21% "Apparently Feyre isn't supposed to get hurt because who KNOWS what Tamlin would do. Not just, you know, to avoid getting hurt."

page 219  48.88% ""You never made me feel like a prisoner - never made me like little more than chattel."

First of all, I would like us to store this line in our memories for next book. Second, it's demonstrably inaccurate, I can pull receipts. THIRD, what on earth is with that sentence structure."

page 233  52.01% ""Worse than the naga, and the Suriel, and the Bogge, too."

That's not a high bar to clear, Feyre. Only the Naga have even managed to hurt you, and they died super quick right after. The Suriel actually helped you, and the Bogge got murdered off page after doing nothing but hanging out from what I could tell."

page 236  52.68% "First mention of our villain"

page 237  52.9% "Look y'all I am not a fan of Feyre but I still appreciate Lucien trying to protect somebody who we've been told an uncountable number of times cannot protect herself from fae. Award for best person in this book is awarded to Lucien, everyone else go home."

page 247  55.13% "While Maas' sex scenes usually make me cringe and this one is no exception, it does at least have Feyre and Tamlin confirm consent? I'll take what I can get"

[missarcheron]

ACOWAR rant

Here’s the thing that annoyed me about ACOWAR, as in, I was really hyped for this and ACOWAR was such a huge let down: Amren. Nesta. The Bone Carver. The Weaver. Bryaxis. Hell, even Rhys’ “true form”.

But mostly Amren.

What do all of these have in common? They all have some sort of mystic power or “second skin”, their “true form”, which the reader has not yet seen and which they have not revealed to Feyre. Everyone constantly talks about how powerful and dangerous and scary they are (Amren is supposedly a nightmare they tell children about even beyond the wall). I was really really interested in what Amren’s “true form” would be, and from the popular “Amren’s a dragon” towards my far-fetched “Amren is a Crochan witch”- theory, I was speculating about this forever. Was she a goddess, Pirates of the Carribean style? A giant, perhaps, or something else? Why could she only drink blood? What the hell made her so powerful? She’s like 5000 years old and fucking ancient, so what’s her story?

Feyre always says things like “I knew it was better not to ask”, or “I was not as stupid as to question why she was drinking blood” (which, girl?? are you serious??? thank god for Nesta who actually asks these questions!!!), which gives the impression that Amren must be something reaaally horrible if even her CLOSEST FRIENDS have not even asked ONCE.

And then Amren jumps into the Cauldron (which is so badass!! i love her) and emerges as....giant lightbulb. Oh, she also has wings. She flies around for two seconds, destroys the enemie’s armada, and then she’s gone.

That’s it.

Sorry, but what’s so special about that? Why couldn’t she tell her friends? This world has really powerful fae, magical beings like the Suriel or the Weaver and all of this doesn’t even include what’s going on on the continent. In which way is Amren so much more terrible than the rest? “People died just because she flew close to them”, describes Feyre, and even though that’s obviously very powerful, it’s not really that scary compared to High Lord “I sometimes think about unleashing my power across the world and wiping the board clean” Rhysand.

Is she a phoenix? Is she a dragon with fire wings? We don’t bloody know, because her desription is so vague! We’ve never heard about beings like Amren before. We don’t know her “true” name. We don’t know anything about her original people. It’s just so scrappily written. Not fleshed out at all. There was such a huge build-up about Amren’s true form- and it turned out to be a short and unprecise description. (Here’s Amren’s true form. She’s dangerous and she has wings. Why she dangerous? She can kill many people at once, that’s why. How does it work? How does she kill? Why does she kill? Not important.)

And this goes as well for Nesta’s power (which is supposedly sooo huge and terrible, but I didn’t really understand until the end what she can actually do besides having this connection to the cauldron), Rhys’ “true” form (he doesn’t grow a second head, he doesn’t suddenly have a tail, he’s not suddenly hideous, there’s just a few more shadows and again, only a very vague description which tells us we should be scared of him), Bryaxis (WHYYY is he so scary) and even the Weaver’s and the Bone Carver’s powers. Yes, they are “powerful”. But what does that mean? Are they very skilled fighters? Are they teeth so sharp they can bite better? Do they paralyze their victims before killing? Do they have claws? WHY are they so deadly, why are they the way they are?

In the end, all of these “powerful” beings have only one power: to kill, and to kill a great number of people at the same time. That’s it. That’s why they are mystified, that’s why they are powerful. In the end, they are all the same. Their “forms” simply vary a little.

I loved a lot of things in ACOWAR, and I love the series. I also love when authors make up their own magical creatures. But in ACOWAR, I was just disappointed, especially because none of these creatures had creative, different powers or a background story. They are introduced, they are described as big and scary and then they are gone. 

Take the dementors in Harry Potter, for example. JK Rowling made them up. And they are big and scary. But why? Because they can suck your soul away, because they are lifeless, emotionless beings, because they have no faces, blabla...list goes on. We, as the readers, understand why they are scary. We understand why they are powerful. It’s being shown to us on multiple occasions. In ACOWAR, we are told, and that’s it. Nesta has great powers now. She made the cauldron give something back. What? We don’t know, that’s what. But she’s “like” the cauldron now. Make of that what you want.

And Amren, Amren who Lucien is afraid of, who smiles and you think she wants to kill you, Amren who is the “tiny ancient one”, whose name alone stirs fear in everyone around her, Amren who NEVER TALKED ABOUT HER TRUE FORM BECAUSE IT WAS SO SCARY....is simply an Illyrian on fire.

I feel very let down.

I fell I must add that I still love the series. This is by no means “Sarah J Maas hate”. I love so many things about the series- that’s the only reason why I’m so disappointed, because I care about it that much.

[icemiracle]

“Come on; even I know that they’re hotter than me.” (chimchim)

Jealousy meme | status: accepting

Ha. Jimin’s comment’s met with silence. They’re at the club together and up until now they were dancing – or more like Suriel kept encouraging Jimin to dance for him. In comparison to the dancer his own moves looked rather clumsy even though the phoenix still looked more graceful than most of the people on the dance floor. Perhaps that’s why soon a little crowd gathered around the two of them and their casual dancing turned into a little performance.

Eyes on Jimin, all eyes on Jimin or at least that was what Suriel was telling himself every time he glanced at the audience. He’s not jealous that the guardian was receiving all of the attention. He’s proud that he’s the one who asked Jimin out this night. And as the song came to an end he leaned closer to the male’s ear about to tease the male about his popularity and perhaps slither in a line or two about how happy he was he didn’t need to fight for Jimin’s attention, how much joy this moment brought him. But he wasn’t given the opportunity – someone interrupted them.

One of the braver girls approached Suriel and asked him for a dance. That’s unexpected to say the least and Suriel froze in spot blinking a few times at the woman before he turned his attention to Jimin again. The look on his face said he didn’t know what to do and that had Jimin utter the words that were supposed to be encouraging. He leaned over so that nobody else but Suriel could hear him. Come on; even I know that they’re hotter than me, Suriel heard and as he glanced at the guardian, the other just gave him a quizzical look then pushed him gently towards the girl.

He had no other choice but to give her the next dance, especially since he didn’t want to make her look bad in the eyes of everyone else. Again, cheering could be heard from the crowd and he believed he could hear Jimin’s voice mixed within that noise. The entire song his mind was focused on Jimin’s words and how mistaken he was.

[lvhanx]

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send me a symbol for… | No longer accepting | For @icemiracle★ three times my muse thought yours looked breath-taking, and the one time they voice it.•Un Luhan doesn’t often go to parks, he rarely does. The only exception would be when he’s feeling too down to deal with anyone breathing beside him that he’d rather stare at a tree than look at a face, but then Suriel doesn’t only have new weird habits, but he also has ways of making people enjoy his habits. Luhan wasn’t an exception so going to parks with him whenever they have time to meet became his new habit. It was basically the same thing each time, Suriel freezing things and working his magic to enjoy the sight of the snow, or laying on the piles he creates, but the vampire always finds something weirdly enjoyable about watching him that he can’t help but stare with a smile. He wasn’t sure what is it, if the genuine smile that illuminates his eyes like a child handed a toy he’s been wanting, or watching someone happy with the little things and playing like there’s no tomorrow. Maybe things under moonlight just look more captivating. Anyway, there was something fascinating about it that he can’t help but stare.“You l–are we gonna stay here forever?” No, it would be weird to let this out of the blue so that sounds better.•Deux Head thrown back, bloody lips and lustful gaze flashing in the red orbs. His eyelids blink away the dizziness he felt for a slit second to lay his gaze on the figure in front of him slowly taking his features with his half opened eyes. He doesn’t know if it’s the pheonix blood running in his system, the rush of pleasure or the frenzy of the moment, but the sight in front of him was breath taking without the latter doing any small effort to be. No, it’s not the first time. Each time he finds himself captivated but he assumes that it’s the rush of the moment. Well, either way he likes the view that he can’t shift his eyes from him easily. Suriel’s eyes finally flutter open and meet his, to realize that he didn’t flinch for a few moments now. It doesn’t matter if he finds him staring, anyway the adrenaline will make it up for that so he doesn’t even bother to be discreet about it. The word breathtaking find it’s way to the tip of his tongue but even if it’s let out it would be blamed on the precious taste of the blood in his mouth or it he would assume that it’s because the vampire only wants more of it that he’s letting out this compliment. Luhan himself doesn’t know and probably that’s the real reason, the satisfaction making everything look beautiful, so he just gulps it back down to wherever it came from. “You–Are you okay?” •Trois Laughs were getting louder, what time was it? 3 am? 4 am? No they don’t even bother to look at time nor they bother to lower the sound of their bantering. They forget that not everyone around them is not human so they’re just spending another night teasing each other, having silly laughs and pillow fights.Luhan always enjoys stroking people’s hair, maybe because the digits on the scalp have that kind of effects on people, but even if he wasn’t a big fan of it, Suriel’s reaction to it would have changed that. His smart mouth slowly melts like the ice he’s made of as if it’s under the sun of july, except that it’s not the sun and the touch doesn’t burn like it and before he realizes it, the phoenix closes his eyes and apparently falls asleep. No, they were supposed to spend the night awake as usual. Even if they were just teasing each other but that kept him company and now it seems that he’ll spend the hours left bored. A scoff leaves his lips.Laying on his side, his brown eyes examines the sleepy features carefully as if he was seeing him for the first time. Probably because he enjoys watching people in their sleep since that’s when they’re the most peaceful, or maybe he’s just bored. Either way watching the creature wasn’t a bad sight at all, and again the word breathtaking pops up in his mind and now he’s not under the frenzy of the blood nor under the magic of moon light to blame it on them. The room was dark and if it wasn’t for the fact that his vision is good at night, he wasn’t going to be able to catch a glimpse on his face. He doesn’t notice the smile spreading over his features slowly, and he won’t let these words out loud. “You look breath taking” Well, he already did and the words cooed lowly, interrupting the silence in the room. Suriel is supposed to be sleeping but there was a smile that settled on his lips, it was small but warm and his eyes slowly find their way open again. Now he looks even more breath taking and Luhan stares more .