#shine fallstar

[radiohyo]

where is the stone!!

[motherofcavy]

Favorite (Funniest/Saddest) Unrequited Father-Child Pair in ROTE

Chade -> Fitz

Fitz -> Burrich

Beloved -> Bee

Dutiful -> Fitz

Fitz -> Nettle

Nettle -> Fitz

Chade -> Shine + Lant

Wintrow -> Kennitson

Lant -> Fitz

Nettle -> Bee

Fitz -> Burrich's sons

Molly -> Burrich

Voting ended onApr 24

As in: delusional men who think they're the dad that stepped up, and kids who are so desperate for a father figure they'll settle for anyone

[marsskaterboii]

Oh, it's nothing. I'm just thinking about how Chade trained or attempted to train all his children to become assassins because it's all he knows and because those skills might keep them safe. Thinking about how only Fitz succeeded (more or less), so he became the big brother Lant always had to aspire too, and the big brother Lant wanted to impress. Thinking about Fitz as a big brother who had to protect both his (annoying) younger siblings when they failed as assassins. Thinking about how Chade wanted Fitz to get along with his siblings, asking him to be kind. Thinking about Chade never having the opportunity to really raise his own children, how they didn't even know they were family. Thinking about how much they loved him anyway, even though their relationships to him were at times strained.

[starling-illu]

Shine Fallstar 🌟

[katrinsupernova]

Finding Shine 

Illustration series for the Fool’s Quest by Robin Hobb

[calyssmarviss]

I’ll never get over how the Fitz and the Fool trilogy was like “guess what Shade has kids now and they’re both fucking idiots”.

[chloristoflora]

"Shine! Shine, stop! You're safe! Shine, it's me, Fitz—Badgerlock! And Riddle. We're here to find you and take you home. You're safe! Shine. Where's Bee? Was she with you?"

The saddled white horse had jigged aside from us. It was evidently only following the brown because it had no idea what else to do. Riddle pulled his horse in, dismounted hastily, and approached Shine. She kicked at him, shrieked again, and then fell off her horse and into his arms. I dismounted, took her reins, and stood stupidly as he patted her back and told her she was all right, she was safe, she was safe now.

Her wailing slowly faded to deep sobs and then to breathless, shaking weeping. "Bee? Shine, where's Bee? Shine, look at me. Do you know where Bee is?"

To Riddle's gentle questions, she only shook her head wildly and sobbed louder. A terrible certainty was building in me. The white horse came closer. I ignored it until it stood near enough that with a calm step I could take the end of the dangling reins. Two horses. Two saddles. One rider. No Bee. The saddle on the brown horse was definitely Chalcedean-made. The one on the white horse was like nothing I'd ever seen before. High in the front and low in the back. It looked uncomfortable to me.

Bee, where are you? Did you ride on this horse?

"Tom Badgerlock."

I turned in surprise. Her voice was thick from weeping. She'd pushed back her hood. Her hair was matted and hung in wads about her face. She'd lost weight, and the boniness of her face made her look more like Chade. Her lips were rough and her cheeks chapped red. She was still breathing hard but she had stepped clear of Riddle. The white fur coat she wore was enormous, hanging in folds around her. Her hands clutched her forearms and she hugged her body tight as if she might fall into pieces. She faced me and looked directly into my eyes. This was a different woman from the one who had demanded that all life must stop until we had purchased green stockings for her.

"Bee," she said. "They took Bee."

"I know," I said. I tried to keep my voice calm and even. "They took you and they took Bee. But you're safe now." I drew a breath. "Bee. Do you know where Bee is now?"

"They took her," she said again. "They took her into a stone with them."

Fool's Quest, by Robin Hobb (Fitz and the Fool Trilogy #2)

[gil-estel]

a bunch of six duchies (-adjacent) ladies!