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Day and Night 🌞🌚🖤

Manon… my Queen! Best one I’ve seen yet!!! I’d gladly bow 😏

Art by: Dominique Wesson

“Fascinating. You look all frail and breakable, but you’re really a violent little thing, aren’t you?” 

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Violet Sorrengail and Xaden Riorson from the novel Fourth Wing by Rebecca Yarros - How I'd imagine a training session might go if they had another year together at Basgiath...

violet sorrengail and xaden riorson from fourth wing in the parapet scene🐉💕

I'm so excited to finally post my contribution to @rf5dawntodusk !

I had a lot of fun with this piece and I am super proud of it! Don't forget to check out everyone's amazing work 💖

Pocky Day with Ludmila!

“VICTOR”

Just Manon and Abraxos’s first meeting (and alliance) in the pit after they defeated Titus.

A fanart from Throne of Glass Series. Character belongs to Sarah J. Maas.

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Dorian and Manon - Throne of Glass

Artist: @hachandraws

Manon mourning. I'm being vague because I don't want to spoil anything (even tho the book has been out for years by now).

Flowers grow there in abundance but Abraxos knows not to nibble on these ones.

Xaden Riorson - Fourth Wing

Artist: @/0jem0

Xaden Riorson 🤝 Aelin Galathynius

Can murder people in cold blood but favorite food is chocolate cake

LITTLE ANDARNAAAAA

I AM USING FANART AS A COPING MECHANISM

DO NOT JUDGE MEEEEE

Xaden and Violet - Fourth Wing

Artist: @/cesea.art

I would rather lose this entire war than live without you, and if that means I have to prove myself over and over, then I’ll do it. You gave me your heart, and I’m keeping it.

Violet and Xaden - Fourth Wing

Artist: @/jenna.draw / @mocheinny

Xaden: So you sister was casually poisioning everyone

Brennan: *being extremly proud of her*

Words: 3,772 Pairing: Daryl Dixon x Female!Reader Reader pronouns: she/her Era: S10/S11, The Reapers Warnings: language, violence, gore, angst A/N: This is the final part of the Return series. I hope you all enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it. It’s always bittersweet when a series ends, but it opens the door for what’s next. Summary: Daryl, Y/N, and the survivors of the raid on Meridian return home to Alexandria.

“Hey. Y/N,” Daryl’s gentle voice nudged you awake. You thought perhaps he pressed a kiss to the top of your head too, but if he did it was so gentle you may have entirely imagined it. “‘M sorry to wake ya.”

You stirred against his shoulder and blinked your eyes open. Even the diffuse, cloudy light made your head throb. The pounding in your head intensified and the pain in your face and body resurfaced as consciousness flooded back, but seeing and feeling Daryl beside you seemed to lessen it the next moment.

“Ya’ve been out quite a while,” he murmured. You could feel the deep reverberation of his words in his broad chest and they were woven with worry. “Ya should have some water and somethin’ to eat. Sorry,” he said again. He was loathe to wake you from what had seemed a peaceful sleep. Your body had grown heavy as soon as you’d settled in the wagon, finally giving up the last bit of fight you had left in you after the events in Meridian.

“It’s alright,” you said, straightening as best you could. Your body ached and stabbed with pain but you did your best to move without betraying it. Daryl was worried enough already. “I could eat a little I suppose.”

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