insp. @jlinternational's edit
seen from China
seen from China

seen from United States
seen from China
seen from United Arab Emirates

seen from Malaysia

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Brazil

seen from United States
seen from Canada

seen from United States
seen from China

seen from China
seen from Malaysia

seen from Türkiye

seen from Malaysia
seen from United States

seen from Türkiye
seen from Hong Kong SAR China
insp. @jlinternational's edit

Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
A young woman named Liddy, sweet and hazel-eyed, was the maid of Fire’s bedrooms. She came upon Fire one spring day curled on the bed, fighting off a whirling panic. Liddy liked her mild young lady, and was sorry at her distress. She sat beside Fire and stroked her hair, at Fire’s forehead and behind her ears, against her neck, and down to the small of her back. The touch was kindly meant, and the deepest and tenderest comfort in the world. Fire found herself resting her head in Liddy’s lap while Liddy continued stroking. It was a gift, offered unjealously, and Fire accepted it.
That day, from that moment, something quiet grew between them. An alliance. They brushed each other’s hair sometimes, helped each other dress and undress. They stole time together, whispering, like little girls who’ve discovered a soul mate.
Some things could not happen in Cansrel’s proximity without Cansrel knowing; monsters knew things. Cansrel began to complain about Liddy. He did not like her, he did not like the time they spent together. Finally he lost patience and arranged a marriage for Liddy, sending her away to an estate beyond the town.
Fire was breathless, astounded, and heartbroken. Certainly she was glad that he’d merely sent Liddy away, not killed her or taken her into his own bed to teach her a lesson. But still, it was a bitter and selfish cruelty. It did not make her merciful.
[Caption: various stills forming a Fire x Liddy aesthetic edit, two characters from the second book of the Seven Kingdoms series. The set includes images of arrows, black women in bed together, a tiger, forests, a woman with her hair covered looking straight ahead, and another one with her eyes closed half illuminated by sunlight).]
When a monster stopped behaving like a monster, did it stop being a monster?
roh’s favourites: Katsa, Fire, and Bitterblue in Graceling Realm by Kristin Cashore
@dailyreading Event Two: Fictional Places You Want to Visit
— The Dells, Fire by Kristin Cashore
But also in the Dells lived colorful, astonishing creatures that the Dellian people called monsters. It was their unusual coloration that identified them as monsters, because in every other physical particular they were like normal Dellian animals. The had the shape of Dellian horses, Dellian turtles, mountain lions, raptors, dragonflies, bears; but they were ranges of fuchsia, turquoise, bronze, iridescent green. A dappled grey horse in the dells was a horse. A sunset orange horse was a monster.

Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
Top 25 dynamics (as voted by our followers) #22: Emily Locke and Beatriz da Costa (Green Fury)
She understood now that while it had been wrong to kill Cansrel, it had also been right. The boy with the strange eyes had helped her to see the rightness of it. The boy who'd killed Archer. Some people had too much power and too much cruelty to live. Some people were too terrible, no matter if you loved them; no matter that you had to make yourself terrible too, in order to stop them. Some things just had to be done.
[Caption: three different gifs showcasing Fire, from the Seven Kingdoms Trilogy. The first is dressed as a nurse (taken from Palmeras en la Nieve); the second a close up to Starfire from the Titans pilot; and the third of Rosaline lying down in bed from Still Star Crossed. They include a quote from the Discworld books: “The phrase 'Someone ought to do something' was not, by itself, a helpful one. People who used it never added the rider ‘and that someone is me’.”]