Samiel and Jason-core
because soulmates can’t be sold separately 💛❤️
Icarus burning my first love
the way @ladyinbooks wrote these two pulls my heartstrings

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Samiel and Jason-core
because soulmates can’t be sold separately 💛❤️
Icarus burning my first love
the way @ladyinbooks wrote these two pulls my heartstrings

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what does chore distribution in your couples' houshold look like?
Oooh, good question lovely anon!
Starting with the easiest:
Lysander & Aubrey: Lysander does the chores. That is all. 😌
Hess & Dan: Surprisingly even - Hess is a little more likely to do the cooking, and Dan is a little more likely to do the laundry. They're both relatively tidy, and neither of them are especially fond of gardening, but they'll get on and do what needs to be done. Both of them are fairly practical, so any kind of home improvements again tend to be a joint effort.
Samiel & Jay: Jay is not as tidy, so Samiel tends to do the clearing up (putting the washing away/cleaning the plates etc.). The trade-off is that Jay does most of the cooking (because he had the time to learn, where Samiel didn't), and the gardening. Neither of them are any good at home improvements, so they ask Hird (who will then enlist the help of her crew, because she is not suffering alone in this).
Sketch compilation of Jay and Samiel from @ladyinbooks ‘s original book ‘Icarus, Burning’ that I absolutely adore and I recommend everyone to read! These two will always have a very special place in my heart 🥹 ❤️ ❤️ ❤️
Fan Covers for Icarus Burning and Rarely Pure
I was reading @ladyinbooks amazing Icarus Burning, and Rarely Pure. Proceeded to finish all that was available and catch the brain rot.
In order to feel like I was doing something I made these covers. I wanted them to look similar as both stories are set in the same universe. Is there a name for the shared universe?
Not to sure about the blue for Rarely Pure. I chose it to contrast with the orange of Icarus Burning. There wasn't really a colour that stood out to me for RP.
Here are some colour variations because I can't be stopped.
Extra spacey ones for RP because I couldn't decided which way to go.
Think the space ones are my slowly becoming favourite though.
"Icarus was an idiot, he thought he could fly into the sun using wings.. I just move in for a kiss from your smile and it's the same thing. I fall, but not to my death.."
Your smile is exactly 7 times brighter than the sun and a billion times hotter - eUë

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slate + tarot in the hob
Her hair was whiter and she was missing more teeth than he recalled, but here she was, in the same spot she’d always been in, with the same set-up in front of her as ever before: a small earthenware mug with some coins in it, and a deck of colorful cards, all hand-drawn by her, spread before her. “This is Cress. Cress, this is Marble. She’s the best fortune teller you’ll ever see. She’s the real deal.”
featuring art from made flesh and the marigold tarot deck, amrit brar, 2017 & tarot reading by gwen & graphics designed by lena
the world This is your past. This could be chance, perfection, honor. Success, happiness. Relationships.
the tower This is a warning. You’d do well to heed it. Something is coming, something unexpected. It could be good, it could be bad.
the two of pentacles The desire to work on projects of your own in the hopes of helping others. You want to change things, make them better than they were.
the three of swords, reversed This represents you. That work you’re doing… You’re making errors, acting foolishly. You know this. It’s exhausting, maybe even scary, and you’re overworking yourself in the process.
the chariot This represents those that are influencing you. There are many. They’re fighting by your side, full of spirit and life. And they are victorious on their pursuits, which leads them to encourage you down the same path. Into the same things. Be wary, though. Their success does not ensure yours. It could lead to bad news.
the two of wands, reversed You may be wondering what to do now. You’ll need to have hope, you’ll need to think outside the box. You may need a miracle. That could be what saves you.
the hierophant This is your final outcome. The bearer of knowledge. You may be going through, or you may be about to go through, a period of enlightenment. The impact will be hard to overstate. You are being called on to honor traditions and rituals that you have neglected. You should remember who you are, where you come from. Who you truly are.
Icarus
Icarus, How did it end up like this? You kissed the incandescent, gracious face, Of the god Apollo, what a disgrace! Your love for the one above, Came crashing down like a dead dove. A whisper here,a murmur there, An unvoiced, desperate prayer. They whispered at your watery altar, Though the whispers never seemed to falter.
Consumed by the seas down from above, All because of your forbidden love. Centuries later the nereids shall find, Your body broken, your eyes blind. Blinded by the love once felt, They dragged you through the gates of hell. For a sinner, truly that you were, For kissing a man, a deity, a sinner. Your soul, put on trial then, Banished from the gates of hell. For who could truly bear to see? A mortal and a god, lovingly.
A doomed love, a broken heart, And broken wings ripped straight apart. And when the dawn finally broke, The great Apollo let out a croak. For the little mortal who caught his eyes, Landed straight to his demise. The young man who once kissed his face, Would never see the light of days.
Just saying, I want one story where Icarus is a moth and his sun is a bug zapper.