#Throne of Glass quote

[acourtofquestions]

“A lovely girl gazing at the stars, and the stars that gazed back.” — “To the people who look at the stars and wish. To the stars that listen, and the dreams that are answered.”

[suslucicek]

[i-only-see-daylight]

Aelin: If I died-

Rowan, sharpening his knives: Death will not get you out of this relationship.

[rubypomegranates]

"Libraries were full of ideas—perhaps the most dangerous and powerful of all weapons."

Sarah J. Maas "Throne of Glass"

[stormwvr]

dorian with both manon and celaena

[rainingriversofyou]

“Like a roaring star, he thundered down the long shoot, and Manon moved with him, meeting each gallop of his powerful body, each step in time with the beat of the wyverns locked in the belly of the mountain. Abraxos flapped his wings open, pounding them once, twice, gathering speed, fearless, unrelenting, ready…

Fast as lightning arcing across the sky, he plummeted toward the Gap floor…

Down into hell, into eternity, into that world where, for a moment, she could have sworn that something tightened in her chest. She did not shut her eyes, not as the moon-illuminated stones of the Gap became closer, clearer. She did not need to. Like the sails of a mighty ship, Abraxos’s wings unfurled, snapping tight. He tilted them upward, pulling against the death trying to drag them down. And it was those wings, covered in glimmering patches of Spidersilk, that stayed strong and sturdy, sending them soaring clean up the side of the Omega and into the starry sky beyond.”

—Heir Of Fire

“First Flight” Artist: @madschofield

[gnarrwhals]

Aelin: Rowan and I are no longer dating.

Rowan: Aelin, that’s a horrible way of telling people we’re married.

[mysterylilycheeta]

Aelin: Hey Rowan, can you help me with this zipper?

Rowan: Sure thing, fireheart

Aelin:

Aelin: Up, Rowan

Rowan: Right of course

[iwillwalkthroughthefire]

[tothestarsinvelaris]

Forever thinking about when Rowan said

Even when this world is a forgotten whisper of dust between the stars, I will love you

[bladeinthedark]

“if you don’t shut up, i’ll cut your throat” girlfriend and “that’s hot” boyfriend

[acourtofquestions]

She was surprised that her hands had not forgotten, that somewhere in her mind, after a year of darkness and slavery, music was still alive and breathing. That somewhere, between the notes, was Sam. She forgot about time as she drifted between pieces, voicing the unspeakable, opening old wounds, playing and playing as the sound forgave and saved her.

Leaning against the doorway, Dorian stood, utterly transfixed. She'd been playing for some time with her back to him. He wondered when she'd notice him, or if she'd ever stop at all. He wouldn't mind listening forever. He had come here with the intention of embarrassing a snide assassin, and had instead found a young woman pouring her secrets into a pianoforte.

"Tell me about your life--how you learned to play the pianoforte so masterfully. And what was that piece? It was so sad; were you thinking about a secret lover?" He winked.

"I practiced." She stood, walking toward the door. "And yes," she snapped, "I was."

"Tell me something before I leave: this mystery lover of yours... he doesn't live in the castle, does he?" He instantly knew he'd said the wrong thing when some of the light vanished from her eyes.

"Good night," she said a bit coldly.

Dorian shook his head. "I didn't mean to--"

She just waved him off, looking toward the fire. Understanding his dismissal, he strode to the door, each of his footsteps sounding in the now too-silent room. He was almost to the threshold when she spoke, her voice distant. "His name was Sam."

She was still staring at the fire. Was Sam ...

"What happened?"

She looked at him, smiling sadly. "He died."

"When?" he got out. He would have never teased her like that, never said a damn word if he'd known ...

Her words were strangled as she said, "Thirteen months ago." A glimmer of pain flashed across her face, so real and endless that he felt it in his gut. "I'm sorry," he breathed.

She shrugged, as if it could somehow diminish the grief he still saw in her eyes, shining so bright in the firelight. "So am I," she whispered, and faced the fire again.

He couldn't banish her heart-wrenching music from his mind, even when he burned his mother's list of eligible maidens, even when he read a book long into the night, even when he finally fell asleep.

[shadowhandss60]

If Aelin trained Dorian:

Aelin: FIGHT ME YOU EMO NERD ASS SLUT.

Dorian: At least try to sound sophisticated when you threaten someone.

Aelin: Dost thou wish to engage in a duel, my good bitch?”

Dorian: …Somehow that is worse.

[i-only-see-daylight]

Rowan, desperately trying to save Dorian: Highness, with all due respect, Aelin will kill me if I let you die, so I'm dead either way.

[queenofterrasen418]

Chaol: I keep a picture of all of us in my wallet. Whenever I face difficulties, I take it out and stare at the picture. Dorian and Celeana: Awwww— Chaol: And I tell myself "If I can deal with these idiots, then I can deal with anything." Dorian and Celeana: Oh.

[caffeinatedcatlover]

Week 8 in my journal. The journal is already getting chunky, so I didn’t stick in many drawings this time.