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lidiasloca · 1 year

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Jude's birthday party (jurdan fic)

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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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darlingod · 7 months

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Trust me I know this is a reach, but remember in The Cruel Prince when Jude was high on faerie fruit and Cardan told Jude to kiss his foot? Well, Jude adds that he’s wearing leather shoes and I found this,

“During the leather tanning process, salt is among many of the preservatives used to get your leather in shape. It's got a place, deep, deep inside your leather.”

If anyone doesn’t know, salt is the antidote for humans to rid of faerie fruit effects. So what I’m saying is, I wonder if this was another one of his attempts to sober her from the effects?

#it also says water brings out the salt in leather #so I imagine that angry Cardan was sweaty enough to bring the salt to the surface and onto his foot #idk I just thought it was kinda odd and random for him to do like I know nicasia was about to have Jude lick more fruit off her fingers #but Cardan is smart and so many things he does or says has a meaning #and this is after the tournament after Jude tells him off #so he knows not to fuck with her which is why I found it odd he would have Jude kiss his foot #anyway not saying this is canon #just a thought #the cruel prince #jude duarte #cardan greenbriar #jurdan

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jurdanhell · 1 year

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if

“...and though the bed is small, cardan cannot mind when he takes jude in his arms” —htkoelths

the. that means jude is the little spoon :,)

#this information is so important to me #my money’s on they switch out every so often so they both get to be the little spoon #but still #this one’s canon #she loves him So Much that she is physically vulnerable w him in a way that she allows herself to Be loved while also Showing love #above all in her most vulnerable position: sleep #jude duarte #cardan greenbriar #the cruel prince #jurdan #tfota #the wicked king #the folk of the air #the queen of nothing #tcp #cardan

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little-miss-lazyass · 5 months

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“When they return to Heather’s apartment, they watch a movie about a terrible family in a big, old house and the beautiful and clever nurse who inherits everything.”

OMG IMAGINE CARDAN WATCHING KNIVES OUT AND GRINNING LIKE CHRIS EVANS MY GOODNESSSSSSS

#cardan greenbriar #jude duarte #tfota #incorrect tfota quotes #htkoelths #high king cardan #incorrect jurdan quotes #jurdan #canon #holly black #high king of elfhame #high queen of elfhame #high queen jude #the folk of the air #jude greenbriar

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anilucy · 4 months

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THEM

#art #fanart #my art #the cruel prince #cardan #cardan greenbriar #cardan duarte #jude x cardan #jude duarte #jude is the top its canon #jurdan fanart #jurdan #the folk of the air #tfota #tfota fanart

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toointofiction · 2 years

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Jude: I trust Cardan.

Vivi: So you think he knows what he's doing?

Jude: Woah! I wouldn't go that far.

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deesi-academia · 1 year

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you know a ship is too good when halfway through the series you're craving artwork and fanfiction and headcanons (but not giving in to save yourself from potential spoilers)

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shadow-bagel · 1 year

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cardan: I left a little note for you just because I love you so much!!

jude, holding up a four-inch thick binder:

#simp behavior #some version of this is canon and you can’t convince me otherwise #tfota #jurdan #jude duarte #cardan greenbriar #jude x cardan

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thewickedking-s · 2 years

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Incorrect Cruel Prince

Lady Asha: I raised a perfectly, well behaved, functioning son.

Jude: You have a son I don't know about?

Cardan: I-

#the only reason this isn't canon is because asha admits to cardan being a dick as a kid #non canon #incorrect the cruel prince #incorrect judexcardan #incorrect jurdan #cardan greenbriar #the cruel prince #jude duarte #the folk of the air #holly black #tfota #incorrect cruel prince #lady asha

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belabellissima · 15 days

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OKAY this list is driving me crazy already, can you tell me about the Jurdan childhood fic?

jurdan my beloved 😭😭😭 imagine how different things would have been if jude had come to Faerie when she was four instead of seven. Imagine her meeting Cardan before Dain tricks him. Before he moves into Hollow Hall with Balekin.

Imagine them as childhood friends to lovers to rulers and cry with me.

and a snippet:

Now, little brother, you must choose a future.”

Cardan stares at Margaret, with her blank eyes and chapped lips, the slump of her shoulders. He’s never seen a glamoured mortal up close before - Jude always wore protection, even in her home, not trusting that Madoc’s guards wouldn’t attempt something. Cardan imagines Jude in Margaret’s place and is left with an uncomfortable feeling, like that of bugs crawling beneath his skin. Jude would never be ensorcelled. She was too strong for that, would have any who dared attempt it killed by Madoc for the offense. She was just as cunning as the Folk, just as witty and sometimes cruel.

She could never be inferior, as Balekin claims mortals to be. It just doesn't make sense.

And Jude, for all that she would never be inferior, would also never hurt him. She’s his friend, his only friend, just as he is her only friend outside of her sisters.

He makes his choice.

“Alright, brother,” Cardan says, and turns his back to Balekin. “I’ll leave then.”

#bela talks #ask game #popjunkie42 #jurdan is my roman empire #i just started rereading (Again)#i usually try to read once a year but i missed them too much to wait until october #i will admit though i have another idea for them already but it wasn't added to the wip list #only by the technicality that i havent created the document yet #but like. imagine if cardan actually DID desire the throne #and so stole Jude as his spy long before Dain could #basically I have wholesome jurdan as a team in one fic #and even-more-scheming-than-canon-jurdan in the other idea

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lidiasloca · 1 year

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the joker and the queen (jurdan fic)

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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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judeswife-panini · 3 months

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fanfic friday: tfota edition

Something Precious by ironicallyanemic (@court-of-forever-undone)

Summary: After three years of exile, Cardan is determined to bring Jude back home with him. When he arrives, the last thing he expects to find is a dark-haired toddler looking up at him. Jurdan Baby Story!

Tags: jurdan - Freeform, Fluff, Jude's exile, jurdan baby, the cruel prince - Freeform, the wicked king, the queen of nothing, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Jude Duarte/Cardan Greenbriar Fluff, Soft Cardan Greenbriar

Words: 7,673 Chapters: 2/2 (...for now)

this is an amazing jurdan exile baby fic (which i've been reading a lot of lately...) and y'all should absolutely read it!! it features a little bit of angst, cardan learning how to dad, and absolutely adorable jurdan toddler <3

also make sure to check out the author (linked above) for an amazing tfota blog and more fics!!

#fanfic friday #fanfic friday: tfota edition #jurdan #jude duarte #cardan greenbriar #jude x cardan #tfota #the folk of the air #holly black #jurdan baby #vivi heather oak appearances #jude exile #canon divergence

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jurdanhell · 10 months

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cardan: hey, jude

jude: don’t talk to me

cardan: what did i do?

jude: last night you go so drunk you put my ipad in the blender and said you were making apple juice

#this is canon idc #jude duarte #cardan greenbriar #the cruel prince #jurdan #tfota #the wicked king #the folk of the air #the queen of nothing #tcp #cardan

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meetmebythewillowtree · 1 year