I fear I haven't felt the same amount of emotions since I've read the Throne of Glass saga.
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I fear I haven't felt the same amount of emotions since I've read the Throne of Glass saga.
no no I'm fine just thinking about the princess who wanted to be a healer and ended up an assassin instead
AELIN ASHRYVER GALATHYNIUS
“She was fire, and light, and ash, and embers. She was Aelin Fireheart, and she bowed for no one and nothing, save the crown that was hers by blood and survival and triumph.”
HAPPY BIRTHDAY AELIN MY BABY ❤️🔥❤️🔥❤️🔥
Got so bad I started reading Throne of Glass again just to feel something (pain) (but with the knowledge that every thread of kindness I weave into the tapestry of my life expands goodness outward in ways I can scarcely yet comprehend)
My favourite thing about re-reading Empire of Storms is that Lorcan truly believes he is manipulating Elide into trusting him when in reality this 7 foot tall immortal Fae warrior is just fucking whipped
Like my boy thinks washing Elide's clothes and bringing her hot food and teaching her to fish is all some master plan into gaining her trust and its like my dude you are YEARNING FOR HER
I love all 7 feet of this dumbass 🫶🏻
Forever thinking about when Rowan said
Even when this world is a forgotten whisper of dust between the stars, I will love you
Aelin and Rowan reuniting in Queen of Shadows
Don't mind me, just crying cause I'm re-browsing through the books & realized in Heir of Fire when Aelin/Celaena says:
"Because I am lost," she whispered onto the earth. "And I do not know the way."
It was what she had never been able to tell Nehemia--that for ten years, she had been unsure how to find the way home, because there was no home left.
Her mother does not reply. That decades silent voice, calling her “Fireheart” asking why? Why does she cry? Suddenly just… stops?.. as Rowan enters.
Right after those words, Rowan enters.
Rowan, who calls her Fireheart (same as her mothers voice did when it began speaking to her).
Rowan, whose eyes are pine green, whose hair is silver; same as Terrasen (her homes) colors.
Storm winds and ice crackled against her skin before she registered Rowan sitting down beside her, legs out, palms braced behind him in the moss.
Rowan, who smells like snow; the very smell she recognizes as home.
She raised her head, but didn't bother to wipe her face as she stared across the glittering lake.
Rowan, who she immediately recognizes, who she knows without sight or sound (much like the voice); who she finds in the dark, like a star (a constellation) a compass (like the Lord of the North that always points home) & one that she recognizes just as easily, knowing where to find it in the sky even beyond her blurred tears.
Rowan, who is the embodiment of her home; even then. Soon to be in the Queen of Shadows days (before he even reaches her) she’s reaching for him in the night. And as called in Kingdom of Ash when she is “safe”, when she is finally “home”; in Terrasen or not. Her person that is described as “her way back to the light”… so she is no longer lost. — No, voice answered, because Rowan was the answer.
Some Rowalin hugs of their reencounter in Queen of Shadows, it´s been a while since i drew something softer 🥺
happy birthday to my most beloved character ever, you continue to inspire me everyday💋
❝ […] the girl was one of the most s t u n n i n g people she’d ever beheld. It wasn’t just her wine-red hair or the color of her eyes, a red-brown Celaena had never seen before. No, it was the girl’s armor that initially caught her interest: ornate to the point of probably being useless, but still a work of art. ❞
Kaltain Rompier → Queen of Shadows by Sarah J. Maas
She’d forgotten the name she’d been given, but it made no difference. She had only one name now:
Death, devourer of worlds.
“My boy,” his father whispered again.
And it was love—love and pride and sorrow that shone in his face.
His father who had been possessed as he had, who had tried to save them in his own way and failed. His father, who had everything taken from him, but had never bowed to Erawan—not entirely.
Art by @sassyhobbits
these keep getting worse.
he's so babygirl
close enough, welcome back Celaena and Lysandra