[zrreed]

Will Charon Docks at Daylight get a physical version? I want it so bad, I would like to hold it and give you money

yes!! it's actually next on my to-do after i've finished my current novel (which will be done very soon!). it'll take me a bit to publish cdad cuz it needs a lot of editing, but eventually there will be a physical copy for you to hold in your lovely hands!

[mystic-mamaa]

Good god I could CRY

[sshannonauthor]

Will you be touring the US? I really would love to see you, especially in Texas!

There are plans, yes! Though I’m not sure exactly where I’m going yet.

[mystic-mamaa]

Oh my GOD I will get in my car and drive across the country if I must

[dailyanimatedgifs]

Lumity in 2x20 The Owl House: Clouds on the Horizon

[rylandsgrace]

#She’s not wrong 

[mystic-mamaa]

HOLD UP…was this a nod to Orphan Black 😭

[sshannonauthor]

The stunning, standalone prequel to the New York Times bestselling The Priory of the Orange Tree.

Tunuva Melim is a sister of the Priory. For fifty years, she has trained to slay wyrms – but none have appeared since the Nameless One, and the younger generation is starting to question the Priory’s purpose. To the north, in the Queendom of Inys, Sabran the Ambitious has married the new King of Hróth, narrowly saving both realms from ruin. Their daughter, Glorian, trails in their shadow – exactly where she wants to be. The dragons of the East have slept for centuries. Dumai has spent her life in a Seiikinese mountain temple, trying to wake the gods from their long slumber. Now someone from her mother’s past is coming to upend her fate. When the Dreadmount erupts, bringing with it an age of terror and violence, these women must find the strength to protect humankind from a devastating threat.

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Content warnings

[mystic-mamaa]

I’m actually sobbing oh my god

[sshannonauthor]

The stunning, standalone prequel to the New York Times bestselling The Priory of the Orange Tree.

Tunuva Melim is a sister of the Priory. For fifty years, she has trained to slay wyrms – but none have appeared since the Nameless One, and the younger generation is starting to question the Priory’s purpose. To the north, in the Queendom of Inys, Sabran the Ambitious has married the new King of Hróth, narrowly saving both realms from ruin. Their daughter, Glorian, trails in their shadow – exactly where she wants to be. The dragons of the East have slept for centuries. Dumai has spent her life in a Seiikinese mountain temple, trying to wake the gods from their long slumber. Now someone from her mother’s past is coming to upend her fate. When the Dreadmount erupts, bringing with it an age of terror and violence, these women must find the strength to protect humankind from a devastating threat.

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Pre-order here (more retailers to come) 

Content warnings

[katiemcgrathstuff]

Eyes, lips,jawline, hands.

This is a work of Art.

[snowbairdd]

Sometimes you’ve got to do what you think is right, and damn the consequences.

[lesly-oh]

Ayla

[lesly-oh]

Lady Crier

[sshannonauthor]

Hi! I noticed there's a lot of talk about dream actresses for Sabran (fan fav does seem to be Katie McGrath tho I did see the recent ask you answered and she's a lot like how I imagined Sabran) I was wondering if there's anyone similar to how you imagine Ead? I have a fairly clear image of her in my head, but fan art of her varies a lot more than the art of Sabran

The closest I've seen to my mental image of Ead is Tahirah Sharif.

[mystic-mamaa]

STOP THIS IS SO PERFECT I COULD CRY

[raedas]

it just hit me that there are children watching toh . there are children growing up with a queer cast and children seeing that as, above all, NORMAL, and children seeing luz and amity being treated like any other teenage love story, and children seeing two older queers, raine and eda, loving each other and getting second chances, and children just seeing toh . there are children growing up with the owl house and i am so happy for them

[mystic-mamaa]

I’m 25 years old. I watch this show because if I were able to have this type of representation and validation growing up, I would have accepted myself and my sexuality a lot sooner. It took me a long time to finally accept myself and this show is LITERALLY paving the way for young people to do the same. It’s groundbreaking. I wish more than anything I had this growing up, but it warms my heart so much to know that it’s inspiring confidence and acceptance to people who relate to its diverse and complex characters. This show is an absolute treasure. Well done, Dana Terrace ❤️

[mystic-mamaa]

Y’ALL KNOW WHAT TO DO! LET’S GET THAT #1 SPOT 💪🏼💪🏼💪🏼💪🏼

[rolalue]

SPREAAAAADDDDD

[mystic-mamaa]

Y’all if you thought we got fed this week, JUST WAIT FOR ECLIPSE LAKE

[mystic-mamaa]

If Nikolai isn’t in season 2 of Shadow and Bone I will RIOT

[gentleape]

A compilation of Nina being Gay™️ for Hanne during King of Scars

Nina studied her. There was something relentless in her features- the cheekbones sharp, the nose rigorously straight. Only the full thrust of her lips gave any hint of softness. It was a challenging face, stubborn in its lines. Beautiful.

Nina would have liked to tell Hanne that she could stroll into Os Alta, all six feet of her, with her chestnut-dipped-in-strawberry-syrup hair and her copper-coin, and a thousand Ravkan courtiers would write songs to her beauty. Nina might be the first. 

Hanne’s copper eyes looked like vivid sparks against her cheeks, but Nina knew from experience that You’re beautiful when you’re angry was never a great place to start.

Nina brushed her tears away and squeezed Hanne’s hand, felt the warm press of her palm, the calluses of her fingers. Hands that could sew. String a bow. Soothe a sick child. It felt good to take this small bit of comfort-even if it also felt like she was stealing. “I’m glad I met you, Hanne,” Nina said.

Hanne propped herself up in bed, shoving a pillow behind her back. She’d left her hair unbraided in a rosy brown tumble around her shoulders, and Nina had the urge to twine one of the thick curls around her finger.

Hanne looked back at the mirror, blinking her tears away. “The lips are still too full.”

“Leave the lips,” said Nina sharply, then rose to hide her blush. “They’re just right.”

“He’s my father,” said Hanne, her eyes full of that fierce determination Nina loved so much. “I won’t leave him.”

As soon as his back was turned, Hanne winked at Nina, her gaze snapping fire.

“Shall we?” she said.

Nina slid her hand into Hanne’s as they followed Ylva and Jarl Brum into dinner. 

They would build a new world together.

But first they had to burn the old one down.