lady in rose

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.
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*✧ ♥ bisexual celebrities (and celebrities who love both men and women) ♥ *✧

Rhysand is much better than Tamlin
  • Feyre: I don't want to go live with you.
  • Tamlin: I don't care. You're coming with me or dying.
  • Rhysand: I waited until you called for me to come rescue you.
  • Feyre: I want to leave.
  • Tamlin: I don't care, you're staying. You're mine. I'll lock you in this house.
  • Rhysand: I'll teach you how to read and put up mental blocks until the week is up...and won't lock you in a house if we argue.
  • Feyre: I want to learn how to fight.
  • Tamlin: No. That sends a message.
  • Rhysand: *shouts over shoulder* Cassian! Come train Feyre how to fight!
  • Feyre: I want to go with you wherever it is you leave to.
  • Tamlin: No.
  • Rhysand: Okay. I'll personally winnow or fly you to wherever we're going to go.
  • Feyre: I don't want to wear these dumb dresses.
  • Tamlin: Suck it up. You're wearing them. Any other clothes send a message.
  • Rhysand: Okay. How do Illyrian fighting leathers sound? Night Court clothes? You're not a doll. You don't have to wear those dresses.
  • Feyre: When we're married will I be a High Lady?
  • Tamlin: There's no such thing as a High Lady.
  • Rhysand: "She is my mate. And my spy. And she is the High Lady of the Night Court." "Not consort, not wife. Feyre is High Lady of the Night Court."
If Tamlin tries to marry Feyre again.
  • <p> <b>Tamlin :</b> I do.<p/><b>Feyre :</b> *looks around the spring court*<p/><b></b> *the whole Night Court appears*<p/><b>Rhys :</b> Hello Feyre darling *smirks*<p/><b>Tamlin :</b> YOU! LEAVE IMMEDIATELY YOU ARE NOT TAKING HER AWAY<p/><b>Rhys :</b> But I think otherwise. Show them my love<p/><b>Feyre :</b> *Wings and the High Lady tattoo appears*<p/><b>Feyre :</b> *Winnows next to Rhys*<p/><b>Rhys:</b> That's more like it *smirks* *kisses Feyre passionately*<p/><b>Feyre :</b> Goodbye for now *smirks*<p/><b></b> *Night Court disappears*<p/><b>Lucien :</b> Son of a bitch<p/></p>

A little snippet of my current WIP. More fan art for the amazing A Court of Mist and Fury by Sarah J. Maas. I just love these two so much! *sobs*

There is sill a long way to go and a lot of tweaking to do. The full illustration–in full color–will be coming soon… ish.

<3

UPDATE: Final illustration can be viewed here.