#tsh spoilers

[eerna]

/voice cracking I am FIN E

[toointofiction]

"It would be safer if I hated him. Since I cannot, perhaps it is good that he now hates me."

someone needs to tell suren about hate and the greenbriar men

[the-gay-cousin-666]

The implication that Jean was actively counting seconds in his head while Lucas was trying to apologise is an unreasonably hilarious detail for such a grim scene

[king-maven-calore]

I love you monstrous girls 💖 I love you corruption arcs 💖 I love you choosing revenge over forgiveness 💖 I love you choosing power over love 💖 I love you girls with sharp teeth finally biting down on what they want 💖

[skelecasper]

henry convincing richard to help them kill bunny

[darkacademianew]

The Secret History out of context, part 2:

Richard seeing Francis eating maraschino cherries

Francis throwing the cherries from the window a second after

Camilla drunk on some red popsicle drinks

Richard doing cocaine in a Burger King parking lot

Francis saying that smoking isn't bad for his health

Henry thinking the moon walk never happened

Francis realizing Richard's shirt is inside-out while kissing

[idontknowhsh]

the chokehold the secret history has me on is exactly why the hype makes sense

the writting. the characters. FRANCIS. camilla. richard. charles and henry are alright but FRANCIS????????? absurd. the plot. the twists. the wtf moments. THE EPILOGUE. GOD DAMMED EPILOGUE. the latin and greek random phases. THEM COMMUNICATING IN GREEK. charles sleeping in a slug and richard doing coke on the burger king parking lot. the funny bits. the fuck this book bits. the secondary characters whose name i have forgotten but make the story humane. richard being gay. francis being very much gay. charles being weird. henry being a complete sociopath. camilla just existing. FRANCIS. the funeral. smoking absolutely all the time. being drunk on WHISKEY all the time too. RICHARD’S PERCEPTION WHILE HIGH BEING ACTUALLY REALLY ACCURATE. the winter he spent almost dead. him being shot and just waiting for the rest to finish talking to let them know. bunny being absolutely book stupid. he’s really not that bad. give him a chance. also francis. them communicating by letters, vintage styled. everyone around them on colorful 80s clothes and them, walking around academically dressed in suits. francis wearing a pince nez. absolutely iconic. him making out with almost everyone there. milf man i love francis. also richard. not much to say here just richard.

yeah im done might keep going tho so not so done

[irixri]

richard at the beginning of the book: omg we are gonna be friends forever!!!!!!

richard at the ending: omg we are gonna be friends forever…..

[jurdanhell]

y'all i think i'm acutally dumb i just realized the prisoner's throne (the stolen heir 2) is literally just oak. bc he's a prisoner right now and the heir to the throne.. and the stolen heir was suren, because she was stolen... i think i quite literally have zero thinking skills

[msbrightsides]

Oak, a faerie who physically cannot lie: “I was in love w you when we were children”

Suren, also a faerie who knows this: “you’re literally lying”

[eerna]

Madoc when he encourages yet another teen girl to be her worst girlboss self and she uses his teachings to ruin his plans

[henrywintersdearestgirl]

what about makeup sex with henry after a big fight hehe

love u

Merry Christmas, my dearest doves! Love you xx <3

I hope you will like my present:)

Odium

It was already bad timing for them to fight. It was the end of the semester, summer was right around the curb.

All the members of the greek class were together in Francis’ estate, it was easier if anyone had troubles with all of their work. But, that also meant that everyone was on fire, and not in a good way.

The twins were mainly calm and minding their own business, Francis just drank the second he felt an ounce of stress and dragged Richard with him to be a borderline alcoholic. Bunny was the main problem, he was irritating the shit out of everyone, especially Henry and Y/N.

It was obvious that Bunny had a thing for Y/N, it was an ignored open secret for everyone.

But one night, Bunny had drank a bit too much, unfortunately for Henry. Henry was trying to do his work in the library, but Bunny had different plans for him. He plopped down onto the armchair in front of Henry and made himself comfortable.

He just kept on talking, talking and talking. After an hour of his constant yapping, which Henry ignored of course, there was a bit of silence. Until there wasn’t…

Y/N went to sleep hours ago, but she just couldn’t get comfortable, and she felt like she was just not warm enough. She needed Henry’s big and warm body to fall asleep, so she made her way down to the library.

She had heard his distant voice, it made her stop in her tracks. Bunny was talking, and about her. His tone was fuming, and she could just see his angered red face, he must have drunk a whole bottle. She never heard his slurring this much, he wasn’t in his right mind, he will probably forget everything in the morning.

She stayed at the corner and just listened, what a mistake.

“Do you know what I don’t understand, Henry?” He huffed like a small child “You have her all to yourself, and you can’t even fucking cherish it, you fucking bastard!” He was hitting the arm of the chair in frustration “You just show her around, I bet you don’t even love her.” Her heart ached at the words of Bunny, but more at Henry’s silence. She didn’t need to hear her name to know that she was the topic.

“But let me tell you, old chap, if she was mine… Man, how I would love her. And not just her, but that body…” she clenched her fist and jaw, her heart dropped. “I would grab her hair and have those lips around my cock. I would knead and suck those tits all fucking night.” She could hear him creeping closer to Henry “And of course, I would fuck her sweet pu—“

She had turned on her heels and ran back to her room, she heard enough. And it angered her that Henry couldn’t stand up for her. Did he really just wanted to show her off? Without actually loving her? She knew she was beautiful, beautiful like the sun on a cold winter day. But, no, Henry loved her, he showed her multiple times and he really cherished her. Then why didn’t he fucking say something?

She needed space, she knew he would come looking for her. So, she took her bag out and threw in whatever clothing of hers she could find, she even put in a shirt of Henry’s. She may have been angry at him but he was the love of her life. She creeped into Francis’s room, and woke him up lightly, he looked confused and scared that something bad had happened.

“Y-Y/N? What is it? Is something wrong?” He sat up in bed, the moon rested on his pale freckled chest.

“No, no. I just—I have to leave, I must go home. Can I take your car?” He immediately understood that it was something to do with Henry. So, he nodded and gave her the keys. “Please, don’t say anything to Henry…”

“Of course not, my sweet.” He hugged her gently, and felt her shed a few tears on his neck, so he just let her stay like that for a couple of minutes, stroking her hair until she pulled away.

She shed many tears while driving back to her place, and when she plopped down on her bed, she cried even more.

She doesn’t remember when she had fallen asleep, but she woke up with Henry kneeling beside the bed, smoothing her hair softly. The second she recognized the familiar touch she melted into it. Then, she remembered the whole reason she fell asleep alone in her own bed, so she pulled away.

His brows furrowed as he looked at her in confusion.

“Why did you leave, my doe? What’s wrong? Do tell.”

The tears began to stream. “I heard you… In the library.” She sensed that he tensed up “I heard how Bunny was talking about me, but I didn’t hear you saying anything.” She barely whispered out, the knot in her throat nearly choking her words down.

She finally looked him in the eye, she was surprised to see the slight smile on his face. Why was he smiling?

He chuckled warmly and held her teary face in both of his big hands. “Oh, my girl. I wish you hadn’t left so early, otherwise you could have seen the bruise on Edmund’s cheek.” He sat up beside her on the bed and hugged her deeply, she immediately wrapped herself around his much bigger frame “I would never let anyone talk like that about my lovely baby. She is only for me, no one else can touch her like I do. And he was right in certain parts.” His kisses migrated down to her jaw.

“W-what?” He was hitching closer to her sweetest spot.

“I do love to show you off.” He sucked at her neck and she felt the warmth in her tummy. “I love how everyone envies me, because I have the most beautiful girl to myself.” His lips wandered to her cleavage, his hands slipped under her thin nightgown, slowly pushing it over her head. As he talked, he gently pushed her down on her back. “Mine to love, to hold, to kiss…” he slowly kissed down her body, stopping at her chest to give some attention to her perky breasts, which he got rewarded for with breathy moans. He kneeled down on the floor, pulling her hips to the edge of her bed. His arms wrapped around her soft thighs, which he kissed all over, and he bit the lower part of her tummy. “All mine to pleasure, to worship, to fuck.” He dived in and ate her out as if his life depended on it, he needed to make it up for her.

She loved when he ate her out, he was so good at it, but she needed him now, she needed him bad. She was already horny when she went down to the library, so she was eager to get him inside her. Henry and her were probably the least stressed out of the whole greek class, they fucked all of their stress away. She grabbed his hair and pulled him up from her heat, which Henry replied to with a whine, nobody likes to be pulled away from a good and warm cunt.

“I-I need you, Henry, I want you inside.” She pushed his shirt off of his muscular chest after pulling him down to her naked body.

He stood up from the ground and undressed quickly, his member was already standing hard and proudly against his stomach.

He laid down beside her. “Come one, doe, use me as you’d like.” She was hypnotised by him, she crawled on top of him and grinded down on his firm dick. He groaned when he felt her wet folds wrapping around him, he easily could have cummed just from her grinding. “Put me inside, dearest, let me feel you completely.”

That did it, she positioned him at her entrance, and sunk down on him. She fell down on him and began riding him while embracing him.

This was his heaven, being inside his girl, while being in her welcoming arms. His hands were caressing the back of her head. She straightened her back and gave him a sight for sore eyes. He felt himself pulse within her from the show she gave him, her soft hips moving precisely, her beautiful round tits bouncing from her moves, her hair messy from his touch. She radiated sex from her, and she was his sex goddess.

After a while, her moving got uncoordinated, so he sat up and fucked up into her. He pounded right up into her sweet spot, she moaned loudly and she fisted his hair from the pleasure. His mouth latched on one of her breasts and he began sucking and licking on her nipple.

“I’m close, just, oh! Don’t stop!” His fingers started rubbing her clit, and he felt her clenching around him.

“Go on, give it to me!” She came on him and that pushed him over the edge. His thick cum flooded her cunt.

“Oh, I love the feeling of you filling me up. Mm, so warm.” She nuzzled her face into his neck, and he caressed her skin all over.

They stayed like that for a while, enjoying each other’s warmth. “I would never let anyone speak bad about you, my love.”

Her eyes closed slowly, the sex tiring her out. “I know, I should have stayed a bit longer, m’sorry.”

“Don’t be.” He kissed her lovingly “I understand, the next time someone dares to put a bad word next to your name, I will punch them that second.”

She laughed loudly, causing to laugh too. “How did you get even with punching him?”

“He was so drunk, so Richard just convinced him that he tripped and fell down the stairs. He even acts like his ribs are broken and he is whining all day, he even whined for Camilla to put ice on his arms.”

So, he made up with her. He took her out for breakfast, and just gave her love all day.

[disenchanted2006]

apologies to francis but if ur bitch is a domestic abuser he’s not UR bitch he’s just A bitch

[henrywintersbathrobeghost]

Made memes (1/2)

[manikas-whims]

random memes to express my thoughts on The Stolen Heir part 1

me with every tension-filled moment between Tiernan and Hyacinthe:

Jude when she hears about Madoc being abducted by Lady Nore:

Oak and Cardan simping over cruel and threatening women:

Suren be like..😭

me about that ending..😭

Holly Black:

[darkacademianew]

Francis Abernathy is just like: "I had sex with my best friend on my other friend's funeral and fell in love with him. Then I almost had sex with another close friend, who I constantly flirt with, only to have a real sex afterwards with my best friend who interrupted us. I also made out with a twin sister of my best friend and dream about making out with a Homer fucker, who is a love of her life. Oh, and I practice the bacchanal ceremony on Friday nights."