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Jude's birthday party (jurdan fic)
Post QON
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“I thought you told me you understood.” Jude says, which leaves me silent because, unfortunately, I can’t lie.
I told her I understood that she always celebrates her birthday with her twin and that she didn’t want to change that, since it wouldn’t be fair for Taryn.
However, what I don’t understand is why she can’t see that she is now the high queen, and because of that reason she ought to have her own party.
“I- I did” I say, looking down like a little kid. “I was just saying that she can celebrate it the next day.”
She doesn’t seem to take that well because she stares at me with that crazy-look of hers.
“Cardan” Jude responds, separating every vowel. “You won’t tell her that because she’ll agree with you, and she’ll feel bad and blah blah blah. You know how she is.”
I sigh. It’s not that I want to do this to Taryn because I’d enjoy messing with her. The thing is that I want for Jude to have a proper revel in her honor, the queen’s honor.
I see her furiously moving around our chamber, taking clothes and tidying everything, it makes me chuckle.
“What?” She asks when she hears me. “It’s not funny that you are so messy.” Little lying thing she is.
She is the messy one, and actually, these clothes she’s holding right now are hers. I won’t tell her that, though, she’s already too fuming to add any more wood.
She keeps moving around the room. “Judie,” I come closer to her from behind and take her hands, dropping the clothes she’s holding on the floor.
“Don’t call me that.” She hisses, while I can’t suppress a smirk.
“If you want to share your birthday party with her tomorrow, then so be it. It’s your call.” I kiss her cheek, hugging her from behind. “But don’t expect me to share my present for you with her.” She turns to me, grinning now, and hides her face on the crook of my neck.
“What’s your present?” I can feel her lips move as she speaks on my neck.
“I won’t tell you, wife, you know that.” I’ve been secretly planning her presents for months now, and it’s been hard because she’s all too curious about it, bombarding me with questions every time I mention the day.
“Agh. I want to know.” She sobs exaggeratedly as she moves out of our embrace to stare at me. “If…” She says, smirking playfully. “you tell me about the present, I’ll let you do the revel thing you want to do.” She’s so bad and manipulative, that I can’t help but feel butterflies.
“You mean celebrating only your birthday. Exclude Taryn. You mean that?” She nods with no apparent guilt. “You mean doing what I have begged you to let me do for months? You mean doing what used to get you mad all the time when I brought it up?” I’m trying to maintain a serious tone now, but it is hard when she keeps nodding with that mischievous smile on. “Only because you do not wish to wait a day to know what your presents are?”
Suddenly Jude’s lips part in surprise to next become, once again, a smile. “What?” I ask confused. “Presents? You said presents. In plural.”
She misses nothing. “You are-” -Really annoying- I want to say, but again, I can’t lie.
“I’m what?” She laughs, coming closer again to wrap her arms around my waist.
“Well, now that I’ve told you about my present, you’ll let me do your party my way, won’t you?” I ask, my lips on her hair.
“Mmm… I don’t think the treaty was ever settled. Plus, it wasn't intentional to tell me. It wouldn’t be fair.”
I can’t see it, but I’d bet my kingdom she is right now smirking, thinking of me foolish.
-Characters by Holly Black
#jurdan#jude and cardan#jurdan headcanon#the folk of the air#thefolkoftheair#jurdan canon#jude duarte#cardan greenbriar#jude and cardan headcanon#i miss jude and cardan#the wicked king#the queen of nothing#cardan x jude#jurdan fic#jude and cardan fic#jurdan fanfic#the cruel prince
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Jurdan after having kids
Jude: *Sees Cardan nodding at something Lady Asha is telling him while holding Jurdan baby*
Jude, to the audience: Whenever Lady Asha tries to give Cardan parenting advice, he just does the opposite. It has worked out pretty well so far.
#jurdan#incorrect jurdan quotes#tfota#holly black#jude x cardan#htkoelths#qon#tcp#twk#the stolen heir#queen of nothing#jurdan headcanons#folk of the air#the wicked king#the queen of nothing#the cruel prince#jurdan fluff#jurdan meme
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cardan greenbriar headcanons
I would still adore you with your hands around my neck.
ꨄ︎ He is brutally and unapologetically mean when you first met, he doesn’t really ‘bully’ but makes it clear he HATES you (snickering/laughing w his friends whenever you are in sight or gives backhanded and sarcastic comments )
ꨄ︎ you don’t really entertain him most of the time which drove him MAD he doesn’t really understand why he’s craving for your attention so bad
ꨄ︎ he couldn’t really understand that he liked you o he’s just mean, he doesn’t know how to get your attention without the full on teasing
ꨄ︎ whenever you respond to his teasing, your words cut him like a knife (you hurt his ego, he hurt your pride 🤷♀️)
ꨄ︎ the moment he realized he likes you, he just deny, deny, deny, deny.
ꨄ︎ he absolutely hates the way how much he wants you, hates the way he craves for you, your presence, your touch dearly and hates the way he badly want to shut you up by a kiss
ꨄ︎ when he saw you kissed locke, he get irritated and finally starting to accept it
you are currently in a garden, reading a book when suddenly the bane of your existence voice greeted you,
“why did you fucking kissed locke??” Cardan marched towards you as he settled in front of you, you stood up, preparing to leave but he caught your arms.
“I ask you a question, princess. Answer it.” He remarked, the gap between you two is a bit close than ever.
“None of your business, royal highness.” You mocked.
“Why? Why does it have to be him? You have a terrible taste.”
“He’s a good kisser, I would not lie.” you try to get under his skin
“No, he Isn’t.” He argued
“Why do you always have to disagree to everything I say???”
“Because, my dear, If I agree with you, then both of us would be wrong.”
“You drive me crazy, Greenbriar.”
“How crazy?” He mused. “Show me how mad I drive you.”
you rolled your eyes as you start to wak out but cardan was quick to corner you in a tree, your heart is racing, tension is thick and yu could not breath.
he seems to caught onto that as he smirks, “my, my, my, darling, why is your heart racing so fast when I haven’t even touch you, hm?”
you can feel your cheeks heet up as yu raises your eyebrow, “and how would you even know that?”
he grabs your hand and put it on his chest, “because mine is.”
You let your arms away from his beating heart as if it burns you, “you should go.” you breathed out. “Yeah, you should definitely go, cardan.” You distanced yourself but not far enough from him.
“Go where, sweatheart?” his face is much more closer to yours, “here?” You can feel his breath on your shoulder. “Or maybe here?” It moved up to your neck.
“ca—cardan.” You stuttered. You fucking stuttered. You heard him chuckled and moved up to your ear
“Kiss me.” you heard his hoarse voice whispers to your ear.
“What?” Your eyes went wide as you backed away.
“I said, kiss me. Kiss me until I am sick of it. Kiss me until his taste is out of your lips, kiss me until all you can taste is me. Kiss me.” he begs. All cardan could only think was that he needed you. Needed to taste you, to have his arms around you, to hold you. He could not think straight. “please.”
“Shut up.” You said as you kissed him. Kissed him. You have no excuse for it, not a accidental, forced to, nada. You kissed him.
Cardan quickly melts into the kiss as he tugs you closer. His tongue swept along with your lips and you granted him the permission he craved. It drove him crazy. He dreamed of this very moment, of you, every damned night. Thought about it every hour, about how you would taste, it was a question and answer , a beginning to an end. Cardan Greenbriar could stay like this forever, with you in his arms, with your fingers on his hair. With your lips on his. He devoured you, tasting every bit of you and you heard his desperate whine.
You pulled away but he chased your lips. You guys stared at each other. “I–“ “this never happened.” You are quick to shut him off as you scurried away.
ꨄ︎ he drown himself with alcohol that night.
ꨄ︎ he tried to talk to you but was unsuccessful
ꨄ︎ one day, he had enough and planned to corner you
ꨄ︎ he finally caught on to you
“Lets talk. Stop running away from me.”
“No.”
“Yes.” He argued “stop being stubborn.”
“That was a mistake.”
“Is it?”
“Yes. A mistake that shall never repeat again.”
“Don’t say that.” His voice shakes
“Let’s forget it happened—“
“Again, it hurt me, princess. It hurt me.” Again.
“It’s probably for the best!” You burst out
“No, it is not! Will you please stop driving me crazy?”
“I wanted this—you for so long and im not losing the chance. You have no idea how i wanted this. The way you look at me... I want you to know what it does to me. I want you to feel it. Feel how crazy you make me.”
You went silent as you stepped closer to him, “show me, cardan.” You whispered and he did.
ꨄ︎ now that you guys are dating he became more protective of you, always looking out for you.
ꨄ︎ he would start the next Trojan War for you if you are not in his line of sight
ꨄ︎ oh boy he is CLINGYYYY
ꨄ︎ he calls you lots of pet names like “my queen, love, my love, my darling, sweetheart, angel etc.
ꨄ︎ writes you letters and poem!
ꨄ︎ he’s a sassy man.
ꨄ︎ He loves saying I love yous
ꨄ︎ gorgeous flowers every time!!!
ꨄ︎ his tail unashamedly wrapped around you every time
ꨄ︎ especially when he’s jealous possessive
#rie answers 🦦#riewrites 🫀#the cruel prince#the cruel prince series#the cruel prince x reader#cardan greenbriar#high king cardan#prince cardan#jude x cardan#cardan greenbriar x reader#cardan greenbriar x you#cardan greenbriar headcanons#he makes me blush fr#LOVE THIS MAN#I want more request for him please
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have a hc that Cardan took Jude to a hidden lake during the day, when the sun was out, assuring the folk would be asleep.
He noticed after her return from her exile, and after the snake debacle, that Jude was unsure around water.
He took care to make it seem like a date, and it was, but more importantly a healing exercise for Jude.
The whole time Cardan is patient and doting on Jude, but also careful to be his typical playful self to keep her from getting defensive.
After a few hours spent frolicking in the lake Jude quietly thanks Cardan on the way back to the Brugh. She doesn’t specify for what, but they both know what her gratitude is for.
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look me dead in the eyes and tell me cardan doesn't steal literally all the blankets, i fucking dare you.
#jurdan#cardan greenbriar#the cruel prince#the folk of the air#jude duarte#jude x cardan#tfota#headcanons#headcanon#holly black#elfhame
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Jude dragging Cardan back to their room: cmon pissface let’s go
Cardan, drunk out of his mind, flopping down in front of the doorway: I’m sure you’re lovely but I have a wife and I love her
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JudeCardan as parents headcanon!
I have it for myself that Cardan is the overprotective parent with babies, because since he had no one to help him and care for him when he was a baby he tries to be extra present with his kids, especially since they're half-mortal and he's not 100% sure how dangerous things can be for them.
So I see him always freaking out over minor things like, the toddler learning how to walk and falling every 5 seconds. I can totally see him ordering pillows to be placed all over the throne room, or their study, their rooms, wherever the baby is, pillows will follow.
And Jude just letting him do it all with a fond smile on her face.
Now my favourite one is that one day when he hears them crying he wakes up and finds a way to fit his long limbs inside the baby's cot and holds them against his chest until they sleep again and then he also falls asleep, leaving a confused Jude to find them like that when she wakes up later in the morning.
Then on that same day she orders a new, bigger cot that can fit her husband more comfortably, cause she knows he'll be doing that again.
And then I just cry cause I love them so very much.
#judecardan as parents#i think about them way too much#judecardan#jurdan#cardan greenbriar#jude duarte#the cruel prince#the folk of the air#the wicked king#the queen of nothing#headcanon
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hey um i LOVE ur content!! okay so i have a head canon that my freaky children jude and cardan are super into giving each other hickies and jude will try to cover them up as best as she can but fuckin cardan will show them OFF and be like LOOK WHAT MY WIFE DID TO MEEE like if he’s got hickies on his chest u best BELIEVE his shirt will barely be buttoned
i fucking love this idea, sorry it took me so long to write it!
they love giving each other hickeys, for several reasons
first, they are sloppy and hot
second, kissing each other so hard that it causes small-scale internal bleeding and bruises is the type of harm they love to inflict upon each other
third, it leaves a mark
a mark that sends a very clear message to everyone
jude, though she doesn't like to admit, loves marking her territory, and cardan loves being subjected to it
but when it comes to bearing the mark herself, she prefers doing it discreetly
after a particularly hot & heavy night, she makes sure to wear a high-collared dress the next day
she applies a layer of concealer on areas that aren't covered by clothes—her jawline and the base of her ears
cardan frowns at her. "why are you doing this? are you embarrassed of the mark of my lips, my love?"
"no," says jude, a blush creeping across her cheeks, "i just prefer keeping our business to ourselves."
he cackles. "there's nothing about the king and queen's marriage that ought to be concealed from the court. they expect us to produce an heir any day now. surely, a few hickeys won't trigger a scandal."
jude shoots him a sharp look. "are you familiar with the concept of public decency? i hide hickeys just like i wipe your cum off my face: because the sight of it might make someone uncomfortable."
"why bother?" a lazy smile spreads on his face. "i wouldn't mind going into public with my lips drenched in your juices. i would wear you like a jewel."
jude snorts—the fact that he can't lie yet is able to make such a statement is... oddly charming.
and a little concerning.
as the day goes on, jude's attendance is needed at living council meetings, in the court of shadows, and for a brief visit in the tower of forgetting. she keeps busy, as always
cardan holds the front at being picturesquely lazy, as usual
in the evening, when jude returns to the throne room, she finds cardan lounging on his throne, listening to complaints and requests from a queue of courtiers
she makes her way up the dais, and takes a seat on her throne, next to cardan
he leans over and places a soft kiss on jude's neck, while the courtier to continues her long tirade
jude assumes the kiss is just a form of quick greeting
but he continues
his hand reaches over, palm sliding across her abdomen and hips, while his lips leave a trail of increasingly sloppier kisses along her jawline
jude's face hardens, but she doesn't pull away
her gaze fixes on the courtier and she attempts to focus on listening to her long-winded tale about her cursed kelpie, pleading for a solution from the high king
when cardan begins sucking on jude's neck, she finally nudges him away
"cardan, we have a job to do," she whispers.
he acknowledges it with an offended groan
"your story is dull!" he raises his voice at the courtier. "i don't care for your dead kelpie."
"it's not dead, it's cursed," the courtier corrects.
"well, i hope it stays cursed," cardan sneers. "it's the least you deserve for distracting my queen. now, get out of my sight."
the courtier scurries away, and the next one seems hesitant to step forward
"i'm not the one who's distracted!" jude protests in a hushed voice
only now, when she fully turns to face him, does she notice his loose, open collared shirt, which exposes an ungodly amount of hickeys
calling it open collared is a conservative term—it's split open in the middle, almost all the way down to his navel
the small, dark bruises span from his jawline and neck, through his chest, all the way down near his lower abs
jude's cheeks bloom deep red at the sight
anyone who casts their gaze at the high king—and let's be honest, everyone does—can clearly tell that the high queen has been busy with her mouth recently
jude's eyes dart around the room, and she can see several familiar faces
nicasia is feasting at the dinner tables, taryn and the ghost are dancing together, and her knight fand is standing at attention near the dais
"i hope you're happy," she scolds cardan. "i hope it does it for you. displaying yourself for everyone to see. not a decent bone in your body, cardan. you're truly the worst."
"oh, this isn't the worst i can do," he snickers. "i can show you more, my queen."
he stands from the throne, pulls his shirt apart completely, and pushes his pants down his hips, exposing a dangerously low part of his abdomen
"cardan, what are you doing?" she asks, throat gone dry in horror. it isn't hard to imagine that he will shed his pants completely
"look!" he says with a wide smile. he dips the edge of his pants to reveal a hickey there, just near the right side of the base of his cock
jude remembers when she put it there, of course
but now, everyone else in the room will also know
and jude is on the edge of losing her mind
but he looks so proud of himself
he wears those goddamn hickeys like badges of honor
and jude can't help but find it a tiny bit amusing
and finally, her mouth twitches, in what looks like a supressed smile
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jurdan as jason dean and veronica sawyer for halloween. that’s it that’s the post.
#i’m not saying who is who in this situation take with that what you will#jurdan#fota#jude duarte#cardan greenbriar#the cruel prince#the wicked king#the queen of nothing#heathers#folk of the air#tfota#heathers the musical#veronica sawyer#jason dean#the cruel prince headcanons#tcp#twk#tqon
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It just hit me that, not only have we NEVER seen Cardan cry in tfota, but we've seen Jude cry (sort of, at the end of twk).
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Jude seems like the person who would randomly come up to Cardan and say “kiss me you piece of shit” 💀💀💀
hmm canonically speaking, i'm not sure i really agree. not only does "piece of shit" not appear to be within the Faerie lexicon (their insults are much more creative), i can't think of a scenario in which Jude would sling around such heavy-handed insults before a romantic moment.
which isn't to say she doesn't get angry with Cardan. we all know she very probably does. i just don't think it's in her nature to mix anger/insults and romance.
when Jude is at her lowest low, when she is the angriest at Cardan she's ever been, the most she does is wheel around and slap him. she doesn't clock him, she doesn't tackle him to the ground or attempt strangulation. she doesn't even really use fighting words. it's a one-and-done slap, and it is certainly not a romantic moment.
Cardan on the other hand.... 👀 while "piece of shit" might not be something he'd actually say, he does canonically say "you're a dirty mortal liar" to Jude. which isn't exactly in a romantic moment, but is something i can very easily see being transposed onto one.
–Em 🖤🗡️
(p.s. if this was meant as a prompt for more writing, please tell me that explicitly in future asks! i might not agree with a canonical interpretation of this line, but that's not to say i wouldn't write something like this into a modern contemporary setting. this ask seemed like it could go either way, so an explicit request is very much preferred 🖤)
more theories and analysis
#dirty mortal liar is the closest thing to piece of shit anyone comes to actually saying in the series#but! headcanons exist for a reason#HC whatever you want my sweets#tfota#jurdan#holly black#jude duarte#cardan greenbriar#the folk of the air#the cruel prince#the wicked king#the queen of nothing#jurdannet#my analysis#asked and answered#nonnie
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the joker and the queen (jurdan fic)
Post QON
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“I might have the king.” Jude smirks to herself while she raises the bet.
I stare at my hand, a pretty poor one, but I could do something if the king of hearts came out now on the River.
Unfortunately, said card is the one she’s most likely holding right now, leaving in her hands my fortune.
“I hate this game.” I tell her, with both my words and the irritated look on my face.
“Don’t be a bad loser.” She says, and if my queen weren’t wearing that mocking smile I love, the one I definitely have influenced her with, I would be reminding her of the advantage she has in this “poker Jude’s version” where she has added her and her sisters’ rules to it.
Rules I am vaguely aware of thanks to a 1 minute explanation she gave me before starting.
“I haven’t lost yet, love.” I reach to grab her wine glass since I have already drank mine and I take a sip, well needed.
In a naive move, I equal to what she has raised. The dealer, also known to us as the Roach, flips the last card on the table.
To my luck, it ain’t the king, meaning I have nothing, meaning I lose, meaning Jude wins, meaning the game is finally over.
She puts down her cards to show that she actually has the king that matches the queen of hearts resting in the table -a pair that makes the player win, according to the Duarte’s rules-.
“Yes! I knew you’d win.” Taryn at her side congratulates her.
Unlike Jude’s poker partner, at my side, I only hear Vivi’s snort of disapproval. “How are you so bad at this?” She tells me.
We were paired this way -another weird rule of theirs- and both Vivi and Taryn had lost, leaving Jude and me as the only part of each team to get a chance to win.
“It’s not as if you've done better.” I answer while I see the Roach dragging across the table all of the “immortals with a weakness for mortals” team’s money, the name is Vivi’s invention.
“Don’t be too harsh on my king, will you?” Jude tells Vivi while she is looking at me with a grin.
-My king- sounds too good even accompanied with her ironic tone, one well known by me. “He's not that bad, it is only that I am too good.” That makes me chuckle.
When Taryn finishes collecting their money I stand and walk to my wife.
In the big table where we are, everyone stops to stare: the Roach and the Bomb, Taryn with the Ghost and Vivi next to Heather and other people who were watching the game. I don’t mind.
I stand next to her, looking directly into her beautiful big brown eyes and I offer her my hand.
To my surprise, she takes it with no hesitation. Her hand tanned and warm against my cold pale hand.
She rises from her seat, her lips now parted in surprise instead of the teasing smile she had before. Her gorgeous yet discreet green silk dress -chosen by me, with her permission- falls elegantly, hauling across the floor when she takes a step closer to me.
“Where?” She whispers, only meant for me to hear, sending goosebumps across my neck.
“Wherever.”
I suddenly remember the eyes that are expectantly on us when, instead of responding, Jude turns to watch Vivi only to find her smirking as if she just found out our secrets.
I snort gazing at Vivi before I place my hand delicately on Jude’s chin and turn her face to look at me again.
I ask her once more, now with my eyes. She nods as she fails to suppress a mischievous grin when I myself smile at her.
With her hand on mine, I start walking backwards, my eyes still staring at my queen and blurring out everything behind her, everything but Taryn’s incredulous and quite disgusted grimace made when Vivi whispers something to her.
Knowing Vivienne, I don’t really wanna know.
We leave the room and find ourselves in another one, this one more quiet and lonely.
I finally bring myself to turn and walk properly the moment Jude gives me an irritated look when she has to grab me before bumping into a cabinet, a drink cabinet, to my luck.
I kneel before it and take Jude’s favorite drink instead of wine. I stuff two juice boxes in my pocket.
“What did you take?” She asks as I raise and grab her hand again. I ignore her question and start walking to exit the room, but when I think about leaving this quiet I stop in front of the door. I’m close enough that I can hear the revel’s musicians.
“Wife, I have no heart for the party outside.” I admit. I really don’t, and it’s stupid since I’m the one that ordered it to be done.
However, since this night, when I woke up from a nightmare, I knew the rest of the night wouldn’t treat me any better than the day had, but the party was already settled, so there was nothing to be done.
Nothing except taking refuge in my and my wife’s solitude in the poker room where I had asked her to accompany me in, far from the revel.
A solitude not long living thanks to Jude’s twin, followed by the Ghost and others who later joined.
Jude, with caring eyes -eyes I didn’t know about until some months ago, when she and I finally let go of our armor- stares at me in silence as if looking into my soul in the most loving way I could ever be looked at.
“Husband,” She says as she lifts a hand to caress my cheek. I genuinely never expect Jude to be this tender, and so when she is, I cherish every bit of it. “May I remind you that you are the high king, if you don’t want to go, then don’t.” I inevitably smile at that.
I hand her the juice box that I’d kept in my pocket and begin opening mine. “And… since you are the queen-.” I say watching her stab her mortal juice box with the straw and suddenly looking up to me.
“The high queen.” She corrects me, making me chuckle.
“Yes, sorry, the high queen.” I take a sip of my juice before continuing. “Well, since you are the high queen, you ought to decide what we’ll do. Instead of going to the party.”
She bites her lip as she thinks about it for a second. “I want…” She looks into my eyes as if I could know. Could I? “Mmm.” She smiles then. I know that smile like the back of my hand. I smile too.
“That’s what you want?” I respond. She seems surprised while she nods.
My smile grows wider while I start walking with her.
“Why are you happy about it?” She asks. I turn to look at her expecting her mocking face.“I thought you said you hated Duarte’s poker.” She adds. Oh. Well that’s that.
“Poker is what you want to do? Again?” I ask while I sigh. “I thought… whatever.”
But I know she knows because she starts laughing -pretty hysterically I’d say-. Great. “Okay, love, stop it. It’s not that funny” I try to contain my smile.
“You are funny.” That’s not actually a compliment because I know what she means is that I’m what’s funny. Like a jester. “Sorry” She says holding up an apologetic hand when her laugh transforms into a smile.
I take a sip from my juice while I stare at her in an exaggerated judging way, which makes her chuckle. “I do hate Duarte’s poker.” I confess though she does very well know that already. “But I do find it funny how bad you are at cheating when stealing and hiding cards.”
“Hey! That’s not true.” Jude says pretending to be affronted. “You cannot really think I’m bad at it. No one has noticed.”
I laugh while I pull her closer by the waist. I feel her breath catch. I take out a hidden card out of a secret pocket in her dress. “Well -agh- are you always looking at all I do like a creep or what?” She says smirking.
“No.” I caress her cheek. “Not like a creep.” She then reaches to take another card from a pocket I didn’t know her dress had.
She shows it to me so that I see the king of hearts between her hands. “You.” I say looking down at her.
“I stole this one too, yes.” She confesses. Of course she did steal it.
And the irony of her stealing the king and having it in her hands yet again makes me smile like an idiot.
-Characters by Holly Black
#jurdan#jude and cardan#jurdan headcanon#the folk of the air#thefolkoftheair#jurdan canon#jude duarte#cardan greenbriar#jude and cardan headcanon#i miss jude and cardan#the wicked king#the queen of nothing#cardan x jude#jurdan fic#jude and cardan fic#jurdan fanfic#the cruel prince
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I have this headcanon that Cardan will realize Oak's feelings first when they go to him and Jude is gonna be like “why is oak so adamant on not killing her, nothing ever stopped him before??” and Cardan will just blink at her like r u serious rn and say “isn’t it obvious? he is absolutely in love with that girl.” simps recognize simps
#jude is dense af about these things#cardan will understand oak's 'depraved tastes' lol#tfota#jurdan#the stolen heir#headcanon#the cruel prince#the folk of the air#simp
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Jude: wh-what happened to me?
Vivi: you lost a lot of blood... do you remember anything?
Jude: not really, just the ambulance to the hospital
Vivi:...there wasn't an ambulance, Jude, I drove you
Jude: I swear I heard a siren
Cardan:
Cardan, flushed: I- I may have mildly panicked
#judecardan#ya fiction#jude duarte#cardan greenbriar#the cruel prince#jurdan#tfota#the queen of nothing#the wicked king#jurdannet#tfota series#readers gonna read#ya fantasy#holly black#enemies to lovers#jude x cardan#jude duarte x cardan greenbriar#jurdan headcanons#jurdan textposts#tfota textposts#tfota headcanons#enemies to lovers trope#taryn duarte#vivienne duarte
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Jude asking Cardan to spar with her. She trains to stay sharp, even after securing her position as Queen.
Things are different now though. She’s married to Cardan and prefers his company to anyone else.
So when they end up drawing their swords and Jude fumbles because her thoughts jumble trying to figure out why she’s attracted to her husband trying to best her with a sword rather than strategizing her attack properly.
Halfway through their second match she throws her sword to the ground and stomps off wordlessly. Cardan follows after her, this time holding his mock sword to her throat.
“What troubles my ferocious Queen?”
Meanwhile Jude grapples with herself, holding back every urge in her body to jump his bones.
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he’s a 10 but he-
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please Jude
#cardan my beloved#cardan greenbriar#jude x cardan#the queen of nothing#The Folk of the Air#the cruel prince#jurdan headcanons#jurdan is literally everything#jurdan#holly black
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