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“Yo quiero proponerle a usted un abrazo, uno fuerte, duradero, hasta que todo nos duela. Al final será mejor que me duela el cuerpo por quererle, y no que me duela el alma por extrañarle”.

— Julio Cortázar

Dorian is funny; often making jokes which send his friends into fits of laughter. Manon takes note of this, & tries this “humor” thing for herself. 

Manon: *Strides up to Dorian**Deep breath**Loudly sings* “DO YOU WANNA BUILD A SNOWMAN??!!” 

Dorian might have laughed if it were Aelin singing the question, even throw a snowball in her direction, but…the Blackbeak witch is…well…a terrible singer. Frankly, she sounds like a screaming wyvern whenever she tries. 

Dorian: …

Aelin’s court: …

Abraxos: *Responding to Manon**SCREAM*

Manon: Literally kills and murders people for fun– everyone loves her, fuck yeah redemption arc, she’s so cute with her little wyvern

Chaol: Doesn’t fully accept Aelin and her choices, can be kind of an asshole on occasion– everyone hates him, he’s a piece of shit, he doesn’t deserve a happy ending

I just remembered that scene where Manon beat Iskra’s ass because she hurt Abraxos and I swear to god I swooned a little

Manon and Abraxos on Winter Solstice

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Tell me I’m not the only one who pictures Abraxos looking exactly like Toothless from How To Train Your Dragon?? Im mean, they’re both lovable, loyal, flower sniffing beasts that would fight to the death for their rider!

.:Manon and Abraxos:.

Yesterday I was taking some new photos of Manon in one of my new dresses and decided to also bring my dog Piper since I wanted to get her out of the house. Well, I put some little wyvern wings on her and she became Abraxos XD

Cosplay by me!

Crown and wig from Amazon

Dress by Holy Clothing

Photography by @a_Bachman

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I cannot express the level of discomfort I experienced while looking up reference for the Kharankui


Character/s belong to: Sarah J. Maas

Book series: Throne of Glass

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