Please feel free to pop an ask anytime when you feel like it, also Eve said I'm funny, so try and beat that bitches. || she/her || 20+ years old || You may refer to me as 'Ms. Marlene' or 'Marlene' || Fandoms: Twisted wonderland, ALNST, DC (Specifically Bat-family), Elden Ring, Asoiaf, Epic; Touchstarved.
You may call me Ms. Marlene or simply Marlene, local wannabe manager who still falls flat on securing positions. Feel free to ask me anything, request for a story or send in a message to chat, I love people but people don't like me.
What I will do :
Canon x Reader/OC x reader/OC x Canon. I may also broadcast some of my own personas if I ever feel like doing so.
Girl x Boy/Boy x Boy/Girl x Girl/Poly relationships/etc..
Fluff, Angst, Head canons, Scenarios, Chaos-
Many, many prompts {those I will not do will help you figure out those I shall take on}
General lore of certain shows/Games.
Platonic & Romantic
Smut
Known Fandoms I write for:
Twisted Wonderland: Masterlist
TWST Cooking Disaster: Masterlist
A Court of Thorns & Roses: Masterlist
Arcana twilight: Masterlist
More to come...
What I shall Reject with no questions asked :
Incest/stepcest
Yandere with an unwilling reader
Child x Adult
The story of a true irl person
Smut of underaged characters cause some of y'all are sickos
Racism/Homophobia
R*pe
Some of my content may be a lot more mature than another, Minors or those of young age please do not interact with anything that shall make you uncomfortable.
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Once when I was in undergrad, someone described something as âproblematicâ in class and our professor was like, âThatâs cool, but âproblematicâ doesnât really mean anything. It means that the thing youâre describing has a problem, and in and of itself thatâs not bad. Art, especially, should always have problems, or else itâs not interesting and not art, either. It sounds like youâre trying to say that this is bad, but you donât want to say âbad.â Is that right?â
So from then on whenever one of us called something problematic, he would make us talk it out until we could name the âbadâ thing we were hinting at. In this particular class, 7/10 it was some type of oppression, and the remainder was like, âIâm uncomfortable because this is very new/confusing/pushing boundaries that made me feel safe.â
Once we stopped calling things âproblematicâ and stopping at that, class got way more interesting and... we all had to say, like, âthatâs racistâ or âthatâs misogynisticâ or âew capitalism grossâ out loud, which a lot of us had never done in a classroom before. Or we had to be like, âUhhh... Iâm not sure whatâs so bad?â and confront our own beliefs and that was maybe even more useful.
Anyway. Whenever I see the word problematic, I canât help but think of this professor being like, âGood starting point, now letâs get specific.â I think when we have to commit to saying âthatâs ___â it requires a lot more careful thought about the truth and impact and complexities of whatever weâre claiming. Sometimes there really is some bullshit afoot, and also sometimes itâs art, and it should be full of problems, because thatâs what art is.
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I love malleus so much but he can be such a jerk lmao.
imagine heâs late for a date and itâs not a big deal to him, he apologizes and moves on. Heâs late all the time, right? If YOURE late for a date, heâll hold the school in a torrential downpour/blizzard hostage situation till you arrive, and then pout at you until you beg for forgiveness or scold him into stopping.
Another situation, this one being specific to post!overblot malleus in my brain; he will tease and taunt you all day for random things- your grades, your height, pointing out features or personality traits that he finds interesting or odd, anything under the sun. If you taunt him about something as much as he taunts you- like to the same levels, if you match his freak, per se- he might actually cry a little. His emotions are big and his tolerance for mockery from his future spouse is small.
Also, he will let you cuddle him all day but he will never ever cuddle you back unless you demand it. In fact he might just look at you like youâre crazy. Mostly because he has no idea how to, in which case I suggest dragging him to the closest couch by his pointy ears, heâll get the point.
and lastly, his flirting consists of him absolutely tooting his own horn, which I canât really blame him for considering bragging is probably just what he was taught to do when it comes to trying to impress someone or get their attention. Heâs so used to having attention easily that he doesnât know what to do to get you looking other than to show off.
we must never forget that every guy in Twst is an asshole. But theyâre still lovable. Especially malleus. Mwah
TW - we're still Under Rhys's Mountain, which means there's still plenty of sexual assault going on. Because he's just such a feminist like that.
Last time... ugh. I don't want to talk about it, but it's still going on, so I have to. Rhys is feeling Feyre up in front of the entire courtroom, because just dressing her in the same skimpy outfit he made her wear UtM wasn't enough, no, he had to assault her again to complete the re-traumatising experience. Someone stomp this fucking worm out of existence already.
But, after a while, Rhys asks his courtiers to rise. Because oh yeah, they've been kneeling this whole time. Because he's totally not just getting off on the power trip or anything.
As one, they did. I smirked at some of them, gloriously bored and infinitely amused.
I feel like that's a bit of an oxymoron, Feyre. If one is bored, one is, by definition, not amused. And vice versa.
Rhys dismisses most of the court, but calls for Mor's father, whose name we finally learn (Keir).
Keir bowed again, his face lined with icy resentment as he took in Rhys, then meâ
Yeah, gee, can't imagine what reason he could possibly have to resent Rhysand. Real mystery, that one. He's just such a stand-up guy.
Cassian gave Keir a slow nod that told him he rememberedâand would never forgetâwhat the Steward of the Hewn City had done to his own daughter.
But it was from Azriel that Keir cringed. From the sight of Truth-Teller.
One day, I realized, Azriel would use that blade on Morâs father. And take a long, long while to carve him up.
There's a lot of this kind of shit going on. Posturing. And yet, I am 999% sure that nothing ever comes of it. It's just posturing and wasted ink. The villain shaking their fist and saying "you'll regret this!", only you know the hero never will.
But, Rhys sends Mor, Cassian and Azriel away. Special attention being paid to Azriel, since he's now off to do... whatever the fuck the reason was they came here. I've legit raged it out of my head.
âGreetings, milord,â Keir said, his deep voice polished smooth. âAnd greetings to your ⌠guest.â
Rhysâs hand flattened on my thigh as he angled his head to look at me. âShe is lovely, isnât she?â
Why is this necessary? Why is this necessary? Would Rhys and all his terror-inducing theatrics not have been enough to distract Kier on his own? Why does he need to make Feyre re-enact her trauma from Under the Mountain??
Keir says it's all been quiet lately.
[R]âNo one for me to punish?â A cat playing with his food.
âUnless youâd like for me to select someone here, no, milord.â
Rhys clicked his tongue. âPity.â He again surveyed me, then leaned to tug my earlobe with his teeth.
And yet, a mere few lines ago, the book expected us to believe that Keir looked like a "sullen child" compared to Rhys. This is an actual fucking joke.
Well, Rhys begins feeling Feyre up again, and it's all very focused on the sexy feelings she gets from it............ you know what? For my own sanity, I'm just going to assume that SJM has an exhibitionist kink and is fundamentally incapable of understanding that most people don't actually like it when this shit happens to them. It's a lot more palatable than the horror-fest that's been the rest of this chapter.
Keir began mentioning people I didnât know in the court, bland reports on marriages and alliances, blood-feuds, and Rhys let him talk.
You know, just all the stuff that a ruler is meant to actually care about.......
Seriously, can you imagine being Keir here? His High Lord finally blights graces them with his presence after god knows how long, and all these issues that need to be brought to his attention have been piling up. And then, as you're trying to report them to him, he doesn't even bother feigning interest, just feels up his latest sex toy in front of you instead. Again, why is the book treating it like it's just so strange/unfair that Keir resents this guy? I sure as fuck would in his place.
We get more description of Rhys feeling her up. It's standard Maas fare, with tightening breasts and aching cores and whatnot.
But Keir said at last, as if his own self-control slipped the leash, âI had heard the rumors, and I didnât quite believe them.â [...] âBut it seems true: Tamlinâs pet is now owned by another master.â
âYou should see how I make her beg,â Rhys murmured,
...........................I don't even know. There's only so many times I can say the same thing over and over again. He's not even trying to deny that she's his pet. Because she is. That's all she is. His pet, to play with as he sees fit, to give treats when she does as he asks her.
Keir clasped his hands behind his back. âI assume you brought her to make a statement.â
âYou know everything I do is a statement.â
âOf course. This one, it seems, you enjoy putting in cobwebs and crowns.â
Tell me this doesn't sound like a completely done adult indulging the latest fancy of an annoying child. Except the child is allegedly a grown-ass man, and his fancy is literally assaulting a woman in front of everyone. None of whom consented to watching this little display, btw.
And I said to Keir in a voice that belonged to another woman, âPerhaps Iâll put a leash on you.â
"A voice that belonged to another woman." Dissociating, or Rhys's mind control? You decide! I don't know which one is worse, actually!
Rhysâs approval tapped against my mental shield,
Seriously, what the fuck is the shield meant to do if he can still convey exactly what he wants even when it's up? I mean, I know it's a stupid question, I've already said many times that the shield is pointless. But seriously, I think it's only there as a token excuse for why it's okay for Rhys to invade her mind. "No, but, he taught her to shield! Yeah I know the shields have never actually stopped him from doing anything, but he still taught her! That makes it okay!" No it doesn't. Sit down and shut up.
Rhys didnât dare break from his mask, but the light kiss he pressed beneath my ear told me enough. Apology and gratitudeâand more apologies. He didnât like this any more than I did.
And where are you getting that from, Feyre? Is he beaming that into your head, hmm? Also, much as I've been ranting about how much I don't like it, there hasn't actually been all that much from Feyre about what she actually feels about this situation. It's all been either me projecting reading between the lines, or SJM's exhibitionist kink slipping through. Very little about what Feyre thinks at all. Which is, if you'll recall from last post, my chief complaint in this whole situation.
And yet to get what we needed, to buy Azriel time ⌠Heâd do it. And so would I.
Again, Keir has to make all his reports to Rhys regardless of whether or not Feyre is there. Why is she necessary to "distract" him? What does her presence accomplish that Rhys's presence on its own wouldn't?
I wondered, then, with his hands beneath my breasts and between my legs, what Rhys wouldnât give of himself.
Bruh. Shut up. Shut the actual hell up. I. What??? What the fuck has Rhys actually "given" in this situation? All he's done is power trip all over the place and grope Feyre. Bitch hasn't "given" shit. "Ohhh but he just hates doing that so much" well, maybe don't do it then???? Literally no one is forcing him???? The people at Hewn City might even like him more if he actually listens to their reports and stops making them kneel and watch while he feels up helpless women in front of them. Just a thought?
Anyway, yes, if you guessed that this is the lead-in to another segue in which we're expected to pity Rhys, you are 100% correct, because that's exactly what happens.
Wondered if ⌠if perhaps the arrogance and swagger ⌠if they masked a male who perhaps thought he wasnât worth very much at all.
In fairness, narcissists rarely do have actual self-esteem. That's why they aggrandise so much, to compensate for it.
And I said into [his mind], You are good, Rhys. You are kind. This mask does not scare me. I see you beneath it.
Please just fucking kill me. End it now. I've written the equivalent of a doctorate by now on how this just objectively isn't true.
Feyre wants to know why he stopped his groping. Fuck me, I thought we were done.
I let go of the part of me that heard their wordsâwhore, whore, whoreâ
Let go of the part that said those words alongside themâtraitor, liar, whoreâ
And I just became.
Whatever the fuck that means. Probably that Rhys has crushed the last of her self-esteem, and now she no longer wonders if maybe this isn't the best idea for her.
Feyre starts thinking about how she's totally going to catch on fire. Rhys's groping is just that hot, I guess.
Easy, he said with wicked amusement through the open sliver in my shield. If you become a living candle, poor Keir will throw a hissy fit. And then youâd ruin the party for everyone.
Because the fire would let them all know I wasnât normalâand no doubt Keir would inform his almost-allies in the Autumn Court. Or one of these other monsters would.
Er, no, I don't think it's that deep, Feyre. It's just that you're sitting in Rhys's lap, and he doesn't want his peepee burned. Also, I'm pretty sure the only one who has done anything monstrous in the whole time we've been here is Rhysand. Show, book, don't tell. We're going to believe what we see.
More groping, now with added grinding from behind.
I had been so cold, so lonely, for so long, and my body cried out at the contact, at the joy of being touched and held and alive.
I'd like to remind everyone, because the book sure as fuck isn't going to, that this is taking place while Feyre is Under a Mountain, dressed and paraded around in the same skimpy outfits she was drugged and assaulted in for two months straight Under the last Mountain, being groped and felt up just like what happened Under that Mountain, by the very same guy who did all this back then no less. And this is after we've spent the whole book so far absolutely fucking WALLOWING in Feyre's Mountain-related depression. And no, no, it still has not acknowledged that maybe this is something Feyre needs to have a reaction to. It's kind of acknowledged that it happened, in the most roundabout ways possible - by pointing out that the dresses are the same, and by saying that people "expect" her to be Rhysand's whore (presumably because of what he did to her last time - the book is very careful not to say he did anything, though).
It's like when you see those corridors full of lasers in spy movies, and the spy just pretzel-cartwheels their way through it. That's this book with acknowledging that Rhys is a fucking rapist. It'll acknowledge that something happened to Feyre. But it will never actually blame Rhys for it.
More details, and more of insisting that this is totally to distract Kier. He's standing nearby, holding the wine Rhys sent him to fetch earlier.
I think heâs so disgusted that he might have given me the orb just to get out of here, Rhys said in my mind,
Says enough about what Rhys is doing to her, honestly. Remember, this is meant to be the Court of Nightmares, that den of evil, decadent, hedonistic depravity, where women are just objects to be used by men. And Keir is the one disgusted by what's going on. But, what does Feyre have to say to that?
You and I put on a good show, I said back.
This book has the self-awareness of an actual turnip. This is literally just SJM projecting her exhibitionist kink onto her SA-victim main character. It never even occurred to her that maybe this isn't the context for it.
The person who said that, husky and sultryâIâd never heard that voice come out of me before. Even in my mind.
Feyre over here just casually developing DID in response. God, could you imagine the clusterfuck if the book actually tried to do something like that?
I ground against him, trying to shift those hands away from what heâd learnâ
Bitch, he can literally read your mind.
But the she finds out that... Rhys has a boner! Dun dun dun! Because obviously this book is the kind of trash that immediately assumes boner = ready and willing, and not just the physiological response to stimulation in the area, wanted or not.
Every thought eddied from my head. Only a thrill of power remained as I writhed along that impressive length.
That.... is certainly an image. I see it's not just Crescent City where we fail to understand what "writhing" means.
Keir just watched and watched and watched. Rigid. Horrified. Stuck here, until Rhys released himâ
And Rhys wonders why they all hate him. Most people don't like having this shit forced on them against their will. Especially not when they're just trying to make their reports.
âand not thinking twice about why. Or where the spymaster had gone.
No. Stop. You'll never convince me that this bullshit is necessary, book. Surely, Keir isn't the only person in the city capable of wondering what Azriel's up to, or who has eyes on the orb? It's a fucking stupid justification. Piss-weak. Less than piss-weak.
His arms tightened around me, and my face burnedâperhaps a bit from shame, butâ
Rhys sensed my focus, my fire slip. Itâs fine, he said,
Yeah, nah, can't help but read this as him sensing his mind control slipping and jumping in to correct it. Sorry, book.
Anyway, Feyre randomly thinks of Tamlin and decides she's now nauseated that she's had another man's hands over her... so soon after dumping him, presumably? She cuts off before she specifies.
Fighting my nausea, I pasted a sleepy, lust-fogged smile on my face. Right as Azriel returned and gave Rhys a subtle nod. Heâd gotten the orb.
Bruh. This literally just undoes any feeble "distraction" that was meant to provide. Keir will just be there like "hmm, Rhysand was happily feeling up that woman until his spymaster came back and nodded. Wonder if he was up to anything."
Mor starts feeling up Azriel as well, and apparently that's meant to make everyone think that he'd been there the whole time? Whatever, book. I just want this chapter to be over already.
Rhys finally allows Keir to deliver the wine he asked him to fetch... several pages ago, now.
Rhys set it on the ground beside the throne, a stupid task heâd thought up for the Steward to remind him of his powerlessness, that this throne was not his.
And yet, Keir is the one who's meant to look like a "sullen child." Ngl, I'm getting low-key (well, no, lies, it's high-key) Joffrey vibes from Rhys. This is exactly the sort of thing that he would find amusing, power plays just for the sake of it. Except this book expects us to think it's sexy, instead of pathetic and cruel.
But wait! Possible Rhys criticism detected! Quick, bring out the pity parade!
Maybeâmaybe for all our teasing, after Amarantha, he didnât want to be touched by a woman like that. Didnât even enjoy being wanted like that.
I had been tortured and tormented, but his horrors had gone to another level.
Gee, if only he had the power to just like, not make plans like this if it bothered him. No one held a gun to his head and told him to tell you that he had to make a plan that involved groping you. And also, uh, while I don't disagree that your two torments were on different levels, I suspect I'd disagree strongly about what those levels were. Remember, in an earlier chapter, I flagged that the book made sure to word things so that Rhys still maintained agency in his service to Amarantha - it framed it so that it was a choice, a sacrifice he made, to (allegedly) protect Velaris. Feyre was given no such dignity. Then or now.
Feyre hops off Rhys's lap and goes over to Cassian.
But as I passed Keir, even with the High Lord at my back, he hissed almost too quietly to hear, âYouâll get whatâs coming to you, whore.â
*sighs* Oh, Keir. You were actually doing so well as a trapped underling to an evil master. But the cartoon virus went and got you too, huh? Anyway, this is all just an excuse for Rhys to posture and go apeshit violent on him, and, uh...
Bone cracked. Keir screamed.
And I watchedâI watched as his arm fractured into not two, not three, but four different pieces, the skin going taut and loose in all the wrong spotsâ
Another crack. His elbow disintegrated. My stomach churned.
I can't help but feel the punishment is a teeeeeensy bit disproportionate to the crime. You know, like how tyrants execute people for speaking ill of Dear Leader.
Rhys chuckled. He said to his Steward, âWhen you wake up, youâre not to see a healer. If I hear that you do ⌠â Another crackâKeirâs pinkie finger went saggy. The male shrieked. The heat that had boiled my blood turned to ice. âIf I hear that you do, Iâll carve you into pieces and bury them where no one can stand a chance of putting you together again.â
And presumably, this is meant to convince us that Keir would never dare disobey, even once Rhys leaves. So, I ask again - why is Rhys, the Most Powerful and Uberscary High Lord Ever, completely incapable of affecting change on this place?
Because he doesn't want to change it. He's happy with it how it is. He is choosing to leave Hewn City in this state. That is his decision as its leader. It benefits him. He's willing to let every person in Hewn City, people just like Mor, on whose behalf he's allegedly so offended, suffer, just because it benefits him to have them as shields for Velaris. This guy is actual, proper, villainous scum. Irredeemable scum.
And then Feyre makes another attempt to convince us that she's not scared of Rhys and his UtM Groping 2.0 strategy totally made her feel alive and not at all traumatised, but I don't care, because the chapter is finally fucking OVER!
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(side note: the website I find these classifications on assigns emojis to some of the numbers, and this one was given â "eject/remove media," which is hilarious)
One thing that Iâve noticed is this idea that Elain is absolved from all guilt because she said one line acknowledging that she didnât do anything to help in the cabin. Thatâs what Iâve seen a lot of posts about and the reason why they canât forgive Nesta because she hasnât acknowledged Feyreâs pain like Elain has.Â
Itâs something that I find very peculiar, because it really speaks to how much we rely on speech and intention in this book rather than the actions that take place. Because these posts, donât acknowledge even that Elain wanted to help Feyre, and allowed them in her home. Thatâs not why sheâs more forgivable than Nesta, itâs the acknowledgement, but the acknowledgement isnât even taking personal responsibility. She says, âAnd as for Feyreâs hunting during those years, it was not Nestaâs neglect alone that is to blame. We were scared, and had received no training, and everything had been taken, and we failed her. Both of us.â Itâs a direct âweâ and not an âIâ and in direct relation to the context, which is that Cassian was outright blaming Nesta for letting âher youngest sister risk her life every day in the woods while she did nothingâŚâ Itâs not Elain speaking to just Feyre about it, or really taking the accountability, itâs a âlet me make Cassian understand.â Which is not a bad thing, but it seems such an odd thing to reference when used for the argument that Nesta is less forgivable.Â
Nesta is less forgivable to this fandom, because sheâs not as nice as people want her to be. Thatâs the basis of it all. And Elain is more forgivable because sheâs less problematic. Quite frankly, itâs her silence and her lack of screen time that makes her pleasant. Because we see in ACOSF, itâs her voice that starts showing that sheâs not as pleasant as people think she is. Not as likable. Never mind that she doesnât have any associated action, itâs the lack of action that is always associated with her, but never outright stated.Â
However, do people just forget ACOTAR happened?Â
Because Nesta trekked into the woods to try and get Feyre back, when no one even knew she was gone to the fae, and Feyre acknowledges this as an act of love. This is when Feyre acknowledges even that perhaps Nesta âloved more fiercely than (she) could comprehend, more deeply and loyally.â This is when there is a concrete shift in opinion from Feyre- this direct parallel to Feyre going to the dangerous woods to hunt every day for them to Nesta braving the woods to try and save Feyre. Their relationship is noticeably better after this, and I think it should be said that there is this underlying idea that Nesta and Feyre are the same. âNestaâs eyesâmy eyes, our motherâs eyesâmet mine.â This shift helps Feyre realize that Nesta and her are the same. That they both harbor the same anger, the same distaste for their own humanity and life around them, they uphold quite a lot of the same values even if the previous notion of Nesta hating her was in place. Because this scene was proof that Nesta didnât hate her.Â
Why should acknowledging suffering be more important than the actions showing someone cares? Why does that not make her a forgivable character, if the idea is that the sisters donât acknowledge what Feyre did for them and what Feyre suffered?Â
ACOSF technically should have probably been the same, but itâs a totally different story, because Feyre and Cassian both show that they care about Nesta, but also donât show it well enough to NESTA⌠because there isnât a scene that does what that scene did, that is a concrete change of idea because the character now has evidence to change their mind about what they previously thought. If Nesta doesnât feel they care about her, or they side with Feyre, or that everyone hates her, then there should have been a scene that directly negates this, paralleled to Feyre believing that Nesta hated her and was proven she didnât. But ACOSF is so complicated, because you canât argue the text very well, because all of the inconsistencies.Â
But if weâre just going off of Nesta just acknowledging what Feyre has done, she said it in the High Lord meeting in ACOWAR, âI witnessed childrenâentire familiesâstarve to death⌠Were it not for my sister⌠I would be among them.â Is that not acknowledging the peril that would have been wrought, the magnitude of what Feyre did for them? The plea to the high lords to do what Feyre did for them, to help them when they need it most.Â
Are you telling me that all the fandom wants is for Nesta to say sheâs sorry or that she was wrong?? Thatâs all it takes to make a forgivable, redeemable character? So why is Nesta less forgivable than Elain? How does it make sense to argue that Elain is more forgivable because she acknowledged the suffering, but then does nothing else TO FEYRE specifically, except being pleasant company (which is not completely a bad thing), and not think Nesta is forgivable when she proves time and time again her loyalty to Feyre (i.e the war⌠did yâall forget that too?) and Feyre herself wants that relationship with NestaâŚÂ
Just say you donât like Nestaâs personality and go.Â
Nesta doesn't embrace the bond with Cassian because he challenges her belief that she's an awful person who deserves to be punished, but he satiates it.
The punishment hike, the snarling when she insults Rhys, the silence when his friends insult her, the comments about how everyone hates her and how he's shackled to her, that all validates everything about Nesta and how she feels about herself. And because Cassian is verbalising that and punishing her, she's allowed to accept whatever comfort and affection he throws her way, because he's already ensured she paid her dues.
When Nesta tells Cassian why she should be with Eris and not him, when she tells him it's because she's a terrible person and he's a good person, he doesn't challenge that. He doesn't remind her of all the good she's done. Instead he essentially rewards for "admitting" to what a terrible person she is by kissing her and telling her that there will be no one else for either of them. None of Nesta's insecurities or self-hatred gets challenged, just her conclusion that she should be with Eris. There's not moment when Nesta's belief that she doesn't deserve Cassian is questioned or rebuked, there's just Cassian graciously still wanting her to be his mate anyway.
Nesta as she is does not have any value, to herself or the IC. She matters to them because she is Feyre's sister and Cassian's mate, and she has powers and is useful. She matters to Feyre and Cassian because she is Feyre's sister and Cassian's mate. Her entire "rehab" is designed by Rhys, who loathes her, and is acting on the best interests of Feyre and Cassian and the IC. It's not to actually help Nesta, it's not to make her realise she deserves happiness, it's about shaming her and training her so that she acts in a way that is beneficial to the Inner Circle and conducive to Feyre and Cassian's happiness. A Nesta who still loathes herself, but thinks that she might be allowed the odd moment of kindness and affection if she puts herself at risk over and over, and accepts whatever punishment Cassian and the others will throw her way, and will apologise and be filled with grief whenever she snaps, is exactly what Rhys and Feyre and Cassian need and want her to be, and the scraps thrown her way is all Nesta believes she deserves.
Huh? Booktok hive mind ruining reading for everyone by making it some kind of loyalty test for the main characters you have to pass to read a book? When did having different opinions become a bad thing? Why is analyzing anything being villainized? Media literacy is truly dying thanks to entitled weirdos who canât fathom someone having a thought. Lol, top 1% be dancing coz people are always slaves to narrative and nothing else. I miss when my fav appeared for few scenes at most and it was okay to call them fav.
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