#huntathalar

[therandomchapter]

A few of the faves, from Throne Of Glass & Crescent City. 🪞🌙

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Dorian 🖤 Manon

Ruhn 🖤 Lidia

Rowan 🖤 Aelin

Hunt 🖤 Bryce

[bookspine-lux]

🦁 Syrinx from Crescent City by Sarah J. Maas

[magicnaanavi]

Ruhn Danaan 🌌

[pdulcis]

"BATH"

Just Bryce bathing Hunt after a long, bloody day.

Here's a CC fan art to start the year. I apologize for my inactivity these past few months. I just have so much in my desk. Hopefully, I'm rooting for a more flexible schedule this 2023 so I can put more arts here for you guys. Always grateful for all your support! Wishing everyone a prosperous year ahead!🥺❤️

Prints | Socials

[thequeenofnightmares]

My WIP of Hunt Athalar from my fanfic Of Hearts And Swords. This is an alternate ending to CC3 where Bryce dies, and the Asteri use the horn in her back to open up all three Faerie worlds.

Hunt lifted his face to the rain, closing his eyes. This war was getting worse. Who knows how long they’d even have left. But it didn’t matter—even if he brought her back just so that they could face the end of the world together, he’d do it.

Come back to me, he thought. I don’t care how long you’re back for—just come back.

He felt her touch a moment later. She’d placed her ghostly hand atop his—the one that clutched the gun.

“I’m here.”

Hunt stared at her, then swallowed thickly. “I thought you didn’t want to sit in the rain.”

Bryce smiled. “I will. With you.”

Hunt’s eyes stung. He didn’t care if it made him childish. Didn’t care how unbelievably pathetic this must seem—a grown angel sitting on the rooftop alone, crying in the rain. He just didn’t care about anything but her.

He thought he knew himself with Shahar. What it was like to be valued, wanted. What it was like to love.

But then Bryce came into his world, and suddenly it was like he was . . . awake. Like everything before had been as precarious as a dream; lovely and wonderful, but it wasn’t real. Shahar cared for him—deeply, he knew. But she’d never looked at him the way Bryce had.

No one had ever looked at him like Bryce had. An equal. A soulmate. A best friend.

No one had ever kissed, or laughed, or played like Bryce had. He thought he knew love before, but realized he never had.

And before she’d died, he thought he’d known grief.

Read the entire chapter on AO3.

[libraryinthecountry]

★ Fans of the Maasverse: Throne of Glass, A Court of Thorns and Roses, or Crescent City? Look at me, asking questions I can’t even answer myself 🤣 ACOTAR is probably my favorite because it was the first of SJM’s series I had ever read, but I think I hold the most nostalgia for Throne of Glass—simply because reading it was transformative for me. I miss Throne of Glass a lot. And Crescent City is the world I’m most fascinated by and relate to the most! I still think it’s where her best work shines. ♥️ Have you read all of the books in the Maasverse? ★ HASHTAGS // #bookstagram #fantasybooks #booksofig #bookstack #acotar #sarahjmaas #throneofglass #crescentcity #acomaf #hoeab #hosab #rhysand #huntathalar #rhysand #acosf #acourtofthornsandroses #ruhndanaan #aelingalathynius #readingnook #bloomsburypublishing https://www.instagram.com/p/CnGAwP5P9Yx/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[siyana95]

CC2

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The front side of the cover for the book The House of Sky and Breath by Sarah J. Maas on request @amillionworldsinone

[theunchosenpotato]

Hunt and Bryce via procreate

ya girl forgot to add the stretchmarks