Contains TOG Spoilers........

Nope, my theory is that Rhys doesn’t actually like Feyre. He likes the power that comes with her. If he actually liked her, ACOSF would not have been the same. He would have told her about the pregnancy. He would have taught her how to rule the court (rather than having half his court see her as his plaything and other half see her appropriate their culture in a way that just wrong). He would have given her more agency, more opportunities, traveled with her, have an actual relationship.

SJM girlies can scream feminism all they want at these comments, but the truth is that getting pregnant at 21 with no house and no freedom is just another trap that lord Rhysie set up for her. This isn’t the debate of ‘girls can choose war or they can choose motherhood. You aren’t a feminist if you think motherhood isn’t for Feyre’. The problem isn’t motherhood, but the fact that Feyre’s abusive husband trapped her in a marriage through manupilation and she is stuck there now with a child who might face similar abuse, and there’s no way out since she has no friends or family or support for her so called loyal court.

This is the horror story of all the girls who were groomed at a young age by some sick older man, and a common story in every country where patriarchy is still strong (take it from someone who was born and raised in such a country).

If Rhysie wasn’t a bad boy with dark hair, the same fans would tell this girl to ✨run✨

The stars ⭐️⭐️⭐️

if you’re comfortable with getting suuppeeerrrr up close and personal:

if it’s a person with a dick, grab them by the balls, dig your nails in (or just fingers if you’re like me and your nails are too short), twist your wrist, and yank as hard as you can. leaves them in agony. 

or if you’re not:

also, if you can, cup both of your hands and slam them over their ears. if you do it hard enough, it’ll rupture their eardrums, but if it doesn’t, it’ll at least make them lose their balance. 

i had to use these on my assailant at my freshman homecoming. i did the ears first, then the dick. worked perfectly, even though it was traumatizing and I still don’t trust men outside of my family and very close inner circle. 

last thing:

i don’t remember the source that this tip is from, and i’m paraphrasing, but if a guy (or anyone) puts their hands on you in a way that you’re not comfortable with, tell them, and if they don’t listen, tell them that you’ll break their fingers if they don’t, and if they still don’t listen, grab their middle finger and yank it back as hard as you can. you told them not to, and they didn’t listen. you warned them about exactly what you would do, and they didn’t listen, so you are absolutely at no fault whatsoever for breaking their bones, especially if you have witnesses to the entire thing. 

as a fanfic writer, the best thing you can do for yourself is invest in the stories you want to read. don’t think about what will get popular, because it will make you miserable. write about what means the most to you. if you want to write pure smut, do it. if you want to make intricate worlds and complex characters, do it. write and write and write. contrary to popular belief, good art does not have to make you suffer. all my very best work is the stuff that i enjoyed writing

[grabs your shirt] listen. listen to me. the practical is holy. the everyday is sacred. the simple act of surviving is divine. do you get it? sanctity begins at home, in the hands that build and the lives we live and the deaths we die and the worms that eat our bodies. if making something by hand is not worthy of veneration then nothing is.

happy lesbian week!!

random things i hear pt 2

person a: hallejahoohah!

person b: do you mean hallelujah?

toxic dysfunctional complex sibling relationships will always always be IT it'll always sweep it'll always top romance you can't undo a blood bond it'll always exist you can't unmake it it lives it lives you both breathe it and it lives even long after one or both parties are dead

this is why stories with compelling sibling arcs will always fuck you up irreversibly and in very specific way. it's like, you are my mirror you are my opposite you are my foil you are my blood i see myself through you i recognize myself because you exist and no one can ever destroy me quite the way you can.