there's just sth about Priya remaining human and of earthly concerns despite losing herself to monsters while Malini's losing more of her humanity as she reaches the pinnacle of the human echelon
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cautionary tale
“Why do you still come to me wearing her face? There’s little point in it. I know you now, Mani Ara.”
The yaksa’s petal lips—Malini’s lips—made a smile. “Don’t you want to see her?”
“Not anymore,” Priya lied.
Post-The Oleander Sword angst ft. past Malini/Priya, present Mani Ara/Priya | Read here on AO3
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ok “I love her" but what about "I need her. Because she saw me once, for everything I was and could be, and wanted me anyway. And she sees me and wants me still, over the chasm that should make enemies of us. And yet it does not. Cannot"
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Anyway I'm waiting for my copy of The Oleander Sword by to arrive. I can't wait cry 💔 I don't remember the last time I was so excited to read a sequel
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*self aware of my own delusion i start to scream into the void* and when they make a movie adaptation of the jasmine throne and the oleander sword and they cast Avantika as Malini??? then what????? HELLO???????
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The ending of The Oleander Sword is my Roman Empire
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The burning kingdoms fandom on tumblr and bless every single one of you that makes art/content for it im sending each and everyone of you kisses atop your head and if you dont want that then a homemade treat of your choosing
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so I just finished reading ‘the oleander sword’ by tasha suri. I’m at work, so I finished the book, stared at my laptop for a minute, then came to the bathroom to cry and write this post (yeah, I’m in the bathroom right now. I’ve been crying for five minutes).
I’m crying because reading this book (which is book #2 of suri’s trilogy ‘the burning kingdoms’) has been… cathartic almost. the plot is high fantasy and political unrest, but the setting, the worldbuilding and careful nuances of the story are based on historical india, the country and myths and history I grew up with. somewhere inside me, the young girl who never saw a book that had a character that looked like her is sobbing in grief and gratitude and vindication, because an author like her decided to write this story. and it’s everything.
I’m crying because the relationships in this series are complicated and heartbreaking and human. siblings, friends, lovers, and the tangled webs in between - they’re so beautiful to read about. the pain of betrayal and bittersweetness of love, in a time when nations are at war and the characters are torn between their duty and their heart (an age-old story, the original tragedy). the delicate details that show the madness of corruption, the humanity in even the most twisted of villains, and the pain in hurting those you love so that they can live.
I’m crying because not only does this book speak to my desi heritage, it’s a queer story, setting a princess rebelling against her dictator-emperor of a brother and a temple-elder of a conquered nation of flowers and eldritch worship on a tumultuous path. their bond is fraught because of what they must do to serve their own countries, honour warring with the desire and love for each other in their hearts. a sapphic desi-high fantasy series - that’s something I never thought I would see.
I’m crying because the side m/m romance is pure tragedy and yet, it’s so beautiful it hurts to read. while the main heroines are separated by treachery and prophecy and gods of old, coming back to wage war for their glory, these two boys are separated by something much simpler: death. one dies (for his honour, for the men he leads, for his sister), and the other lives. the other lives to grieve and push forward, and isn’t this the oldest story? someone must always leave first, but we are never prepared, and I was not prepared for this death. because the one who lived had already lost so much, bled out for an empress he is bound to and her brother whom he loved. and he was taken away from him.
I’m crying because I love the world that has been built here, the stories woven and characters that suri has breathed life into. I’m crying because of the story, the pain, and the representation I never thought I’d see. but most of all, I’m crying for the love that this story holds, and the hurt that always follows bliss, because no good thing can ever be felt without unwanted anguish to sweeten these brief, tender moments.
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The Jasmine Throne is so good? Like the empire and rebellion stuff are so well done and complex and interesting of course but the sapphic romance? is so fucked up and tender and !!!!
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“…a yaksa offered you a blade of sacred wood. It told you to cut your heart out for it, and you did.”
“She needed it because her brother’s blade had found her and cut the goodness from her long before she’d ever learned the shape of a gentle, encompassing love.”
Girls when parallels between growing up a temple child without love to hollow yourself for the yaksa and an imperial princess
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