She knows it’s more than a sport to him. She knows it’s his father’s legacy, it’s his family’s pride, it’s revenge against those who wronged him in so many ways. She knows and she would never hold him back, but that doesn’t mean she doesn’t worry. “Be careful out there tomorrow,” she whispers to him when she’s curled up in his arms, her hands running through his hair, wishing she could keep him as safe as she feels right now. “I know winning means everything to you, but…there are some prices that aren’t worth paying."
His brow furrows in confusion. "Winning doesn’t mean everything to me,” he tells her softly, “You mean everything to me.”
Our Yoncé who art from Houston, flawless be thy name. Thy queendom come, thy world be run, by girls as it is intended. Give us this day, a fem'nist way, and love us till the end of time. As we forgive white girls who dance to Formation. And lead us not to texts with fuckboys. But deliver us from scrubs. God damn, God damn, God damn.
why noctis gotta show off his dick like that in public, in front of his own father.
SEE, I WAS THINKING THE SAME THING! I was like, who designed these clothes??!??!!?!?!??!?!
The royal whore house!? okay not really, BUT YES REALLY!
Cuz you know those clothes were made for them and shit, and are magical or fucking whatever. So you telling me some dude or girl made this outfit for Noctis and was like “Ah yes, you can clearly see him low-key bulging no doubt, perfect.”
THIS THIRSTY ASS DESIGNER NEEDED SOME H2O IN THEIR SYSTEM CUZ OBVIOUSLY THEY BE AIMING HELLA LOW ON THAT DESIGN!
You think the public eye didn’t notice?!?!?! HELL YEAH THEY DID! Maybe that’s what distracted everyone in the whole fucking city and caused the god damn invasion in kingsglaive to happen.
Insomnia got taken over cuz Noctis’ bulge was too god damn prominent and distractive.
Dum-da-de-da Do, do, do, do, do, do (Coming down, dripping candy on the ground)
It stay Yoncé, your Yoncé in that lingerie On that chardonnay, scoring touch down like a runway I’m Texas forever like Bombay, and I’m redboned yo Billion Ring like Donjae, I’m camo in here yo These thots can’t clock me nowadays You wish I was your pound cake Boy you know I look good as fuck You wish I was your babymomma Want me to come around and give you good karma, but no We escalate, up in this bitch like elevators Of course sometimes shit go down When it’s a billion dollars on an elevator Of course sometimes shit go down When it’s a billion dollars on an elevator (Ha, ha, God damn, God damn, God damn)
Momma taught me good home training My Daddy taught me how to love my haters My sister told me I should speak my mind My man made me feel so God damn fine (I’m flawless!)
You wake up, flawless Post up, flawless Ridin’ round in it, flawless Flossin’ on that, flawless This diamond, flawless My diamond, flawless This rock, flawless My Roc, flawless I woke up like this, I woke up like this We flawless, ladies tell ‘em I woke up like this, I woke up like this We flawless, ladies tell 'em Say “I look so good tonight” God damn, God damn Say “I look so good tonight” God damn, God damn, God damn
I wake up looking this good And I wouldn’t change it if I could (If I could, if I, if I, could) And you can say what you want I’m the shit (what you want I’m the shit) I’m the shit, I’m the shit, I’m the shit I want everyone to feel like this, tonight God damn, God damn, God damn (Onika)
[Nicki Minaj:] Looking Trinidadian, Japanese and Indian Got Malaysian, got that yaki, that wavy Brazilian
[Beyonce:] (Them bitches thirsty, I’m Hungarian Nicki, Bey, be eatin’ diamond fangs, barbarian, ah)
[Nicki Minaj:] Yo, like MJ doctor, they killing me Propofol, I know they hope I fall But tell 'em winning is my motherfuckin’ protocol 'Cause I score before I ever throw the ball These bitches washed up and ain’t no fuckin’ soap involved, uh It’s every hood nigga dream, fantasizing about Nicki and Bey Curvalicious, pussy served delicious Mayday mayday, earth to bitches Slap these hoes on they ass like we birthing bitches, uh The queen of rap, slayin with queen Bey If you ain’t on the team, you playin’ for team D 'Cause we A-listers, we paid sisters This watch right here done faced blizzards I confess, I woke up like this All this drank in my cup like this All this ass on that flawless dick Instagram another flawless pic Flawless city with these flawless titties I’ve got all these hundreds, you’ve got all them fifties I’m with some flawless bitches because they be mobbin’ pretty 'Cause niggas love bad bitches that be on they grizzly Throw that ass back I be on my frisbee Princess cut diamonds on my Disney He want monster Nicki in Sri Lanka I told 'em meet me at the trump, Ivanka I said come here let me show you how this cookie tastes This that yeah, nigga, eat the cookie face
Godstars. He would be dead right now if the Wolf had been the Wolf, and yet he could stand here and worry whether this “intelligent, powerful, sane” Thiago, this heroic Kirin who was Karou’s closest ally, was a greater threat to his own hopes than a murdering, torturing maniac had been? There were armies poised to fly, and he was worried about who Karou might love?
This quote. This quote right here. Thank the fucking godstars for Laini Taylor, and for her pointing out the ridiculousness of fucking love triangles in YA dystopian novels.