#clarisse throne of glass

[sjmvillainweek]

Which villain from the SJM series Throne of Glass if your favorite? Tell us why in the notes!

Next week there will be a poll for Crescent City.

[theendlessnessofbeingme]

She may be a hot mess but she’s my hot mess

[jwk7]

joshua - he/him, minor, canadian, july leo.

♡ history, art, music.

requests: open

fandoms i write for: percy jackson (+ the heroes of olympus), throne of glass.

characters i write for:

percy jackson, annabeth chase, grover underwood, jason grace, piper mclean, leo valdez, thalia grace, nico di angelo, will solace, clarisse la rue.

aelin galathynius, rowan whitethorn, dorian havilliard, manon blackbeak, chaol westfall, yrene towers, lorcan salvaterre, elide lochan, aedion ashryver, lysandra ennar, fenrys moonbeam, gavriel ashryver.

things i will not write: suicide, self-harm, rape, smut.

[ignisfvtuus]

𝖙𝖍𝖗𝖔𝖓𝖊𝖘𝖍𝖖𝖘 ::: dev patel ;  35 ;  cismale ;  he/him .  ANNOUNCING  the arrival of PERROS of house DAYNE, SWORN SWORD of DORNE. rumors around the courts talk of their LOYAL yet RETICENT nature, and bards have often likened them to THE BURNING OF A FALLING STAR, A MILK GLASS SWORD ALWAYS WITHIN REACH, THE SOUND OF CRASHING WAVES, AN FIERCE LOYALTY AND UNWAVERING PRIDE. it is said their loyalties lie with HOUSE MARTELL, but will they succeed in bringing their side to victory? may the old gods and the new show them their favor in these turbulent times, for they will surely need it.

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BASICS

full name: perros ulrick dayne  nickname(s): perry title(s) + occupation: ser, sword of the morning + sworn sword of ruling princess illaria nymeros martell age: 35 pronouns + sexuality: he/him + bisexual biromantic  birthplace: starfall castle; dorne, westros spoke languages: common tongue (mother tongue), rhoynar (fluent), low valaryian (fluent), some high valaryian (a less than impressive amount) 

PHYSICAL

height: 6'2  eye color: dark purple, appears black unless in the right light (unrelated to the valaryian trait)  hair: black with a streak of white just above his right temple, shortish and curly build: lean but muscular, broad shouldered and vaugely lanky  distinguishing marks: an aquiline nose common in house dayne, various scars from combat - both in training and otherwise - namely a scar on his chest, too close to his heart, from being struck in a tourney, that he's been told resembles a starburst symbol (but he thinks that's silly) 

PERSONALITY 

moral alignment: true neutral + traits: generous, level-headed, disciplined, honorable - traits: aloof, possessive, supersitious, opinionated inspired by: kind death, graham humbert/the huntsman (once upon a time), jorah mormont (game of thrones), tom hagen (the godfather) 

AFFILIATIONS

parents: ruling lord vorian dayne + ruling lady clarisse dayne nee tbd  siblings: one older brother, one younger sibling  spouse: single, unbetrothed children: none extended: daynes of hermitage (distant cousins), tbd loyalties: house martell (primarily), house dayne 

HEADCANONS 

perros birth was just like any other; his father was fifth in line to the seat of house dayne and that number was only expected to grow as his elder siblings had children. 

he was sent to serve as a page and cupbearer to house martell at the age of six. he was given an excellent education and was treated well by the noble family, but more than anything he was trained at arms - raised from the start to be a fierce knight for the house. as he grew he proved himself as a capable soldier, becoming a squire, and eventually being knighted at the age of fifteen. perry's connection to the martells was more than fealty, feeling a more fierce loyalty to the martell house than his own. 

during his time with the family perros had become friends with the children, but particularly with the princess illaria, so when she took the throne he was more than happy to swear his life and sword to the now ruling princess. 

despite his skill with a sword and training to be a relentless soldier, perros was never cruel or vicious. he had been a sensitive boy, and this trait carried into adulthood in any way he could manage it. he became known amongst the people for his generosity and chivalry, stories of his honorable fights often told. a favorite amongst the people being an instance in which he paused a fight in order to allow his outlaw opponent to take up a new sword when theirs had become too damaged. there is a rumor that he has been known to extended apologies to enemies before they meet their demise at his blade.. though this has never been confirmed or denied. 

he is also very superstitious.. 100% believes in magic and the wrath of the gods.

he owns three horses; a rose grey sand steed named swan he uses for daily ride, a blue roan destrier named ghost that is reserved for tourneys, and a black courser he is yet to name because its a warhorse and he thinks if he doesn't name it he'll be less sad if it dies in battle (he's wrong) (also yes they are all named after constellations, he's cliche) 

many young boys in westeros, and all young boys in house dayne, dream of wielding the ancient greatsword dawn. that dream had become a childs fancy by the time ser arthur dayne fell, even more so when a decade passed and dawn remained at starfall. it was two years ago, during a tourney in celebration of his uncles nameday, that the ruling lord named perros as the star of the morning, bestowing upon him both the honor of title and carrying dawn as well as the pressure to remain virtuous and skillful. 

the years passed and his aunts and uncles died childless and his father moved up the line of succession, but for some reason the idea of him actually becoming ruling lord never seemed realistic. even so, one year ago lord edric died.. vorian taking the seat of starfall. 

WANTED CONNECTIONS 

his siblings! especially his older brother, the heir of starfall. i feel like it might be interesting if he's almost the opposite of perros - more ambitious and greedy.. doesn't necessarily have to be cruel, but just not this overly honorable softie. AND/OR if they have some tension with perros being named sword of the morning.

formal flame.. someone that would have visited sunspear in their teens and had a romance with perros but ofc had to leave at some point. the seriousness of the relationship and where it will go after they meet again can be plotted!

maternal cousins! 

tourney opponents mayhaps.  

[inactive-enby]

clarisse reading arobynn’s will

[demigods-vampires-fae-are-bae]

Percy Jackson/Heroes of Olympus/Trials of Apollo heartbreaking scenes

“Stars,” she whispered. “I can see the stars again, my lady.”

A tear trickled down Artemis’s cheek. “Yes, my brave one. They are beautiful tonight.”

“Stars,” Zoë repeated. Her eyes fixed on the night sky. And she did not move again.

- The Titan's Curse, PJO #3 (Chapter 18)

~~ • ~~

“It seems so cruel,” she continued. “We lose someone and finally get them back, only to lose them again.”

- The Tyrant's Tomb, TOA #4 (Chapter 41)

~~ • ~~

As the former praetor and the emperor charged past each other, Jason met my eyes across the ruined throne room. His expression told me his plan with perfect clarity. Like me, he had decided that Piper McLean would not die tonight. For some reason, he had decided that I must live too.

He yelled again, “GO! Remember!”

- The Burning Maze, TOA #3 (Chapter 33)

~~ • ~~

“Frank!” I sobbed.

He glanced over, silently ordering me: GO.

I could not bear it. Not again. Not like Jason. I was dimly aware of Commodus struggling to crawl toward me, to grab my ankles.

Frank raised his piece of firewood to Caligula’s face. The emperor fought and thrashed, but Frank was stronger—drawing, I suspected, on everything that remained of his mortal life.

“If I’m going to burn,” he said, “I might as well burn bright. This is for Jason.”

- The Tyrant's Tomb, TOA #4 (Chapter 36)

~~ • ~~

Blood trickled from the corner of her mouth. She croaked, “Family, Luke. You promised.”

- The Last Olympian, PJO #5 (Chapter 19)

~~ • ~~

“We can get ambrosia,” Grover said. “We can—”

“Grover,” Luke gulped. “You’re the bravest satyr I ever knew. But no. There’s no healing. . . .” Another cough.

He gripped my sleeve, and I could feel the heat of his skin like a fire. “Ethan. Me. All the unclaimed. Don’t let it . . . Don’t let it happen again.”

His eyes were angry, but pleading too.

“I won’t,” I said. “I promise.”

Luke nodded, and his hand went slack.

The gods arrived a few minutes later in their full war regalia, thundering into the throne room and expecting a battle.

What they found were Annabeth, Grover, and me standing over the body of a broken half-blood, in the dim warm light of the hearth.

“Percy,” my father called, awe in his voice. “What . . . what is this?”

I turned and faced the Olympians.

“We need a shroud,” I announced, my voice cracking. “A shroud for the son of Hermes.”

- The Last Olympian, PJO #5 (Chapter 19)

~~ • ~~

There was a knock on the door, and Nico di Angelo came huffing into the parlor, his cheeks bright red from the cold.

He was smiling, but he looked around anxiously. “Hey! Where’s . . . where’s my sister?”

- The Titan's Curse, PJO #3 (Chapter 20)

~~ • ~~

“You promised you would protect her,” Nico said.

He might as well have stabbed me with a rusty dagger.

It would’ve hurt less than reminding me of my promise.

“Nico,” I said. “I tried. But Bianca gave herself up to save the rest of us. I told her not to. But she—”

“You promised!”

- The Titan's Curse, PJO #3 (Chapter 20)

~~ • ~~

Silena took a heavy, painful breath. “Forgive me.”

“You’re not dying,” Clarisse insisted.

“Charlie . . .” Silena’s eyes were a million miles away. “See Charlie . . .”

She didn’t speak again.

Clarisse held her and wept. Chris put a hand on her shoulder.

Finally Annabeth closed Silena’s eyes.

“We have to fight.” Annabeth’s voice was brittle. “She gave her life to help us. We have to honor her.”

Clarisse sniffled and wiped her nose. “She was a hero, understand? A hero.”

- The Last Olympian, PJO #5 (Chapter 17)

~~ • ~~

He understood how dangerous oaths could be. But Leo didn’t care.

"I’m coming back for you, Calypso," he said to the night wind. "I swear it on the River Styx."

- The House of Hades, HOO #4 (Chapter 52)

~~ • ~~

I didn’t know what to say. We all just stood there, stunned, as Leo gave us hugs.

“Man, what’s up with you guys?” he asked. “Somebody hit you with a flash grenade? So, I got good news and bad news from New Rome, but first…” He scanned our faces. His expression began to crumble. “Where’s Jason?”

- The Burning Maze, TOA #3 (Chapter 46)

~~ • ~~

Nico’s voice was like broken glass. "I–I wasn’t in love with Annabeth."

"You were jealous of her," Jason said. "That’s why you didn’t want to be around her. Especially why you didn’t want to be around… him. It makes total sense."

All the fight and denial seemed to go out of Nico at once. The darkness subsided. The Roman dead collapsed into bones and crumbled to dust.

"I hated myself," Nico said. "I hated Percy Jackson."

- The House of Hades, HOO #4 (Chapter ??)

[lilyharvord]

You read Queen of Shadows, right? Do you think that Farley, Shade C or B, MareCal, or Coriane would do what Lysandra did for Evangeline for a child? I mean almost exactly that scenario, through some imagination or crazy hole in Wyrdgate.

For example, Shade finds a hole into Erilea and gets trapped and ends up living Lysandra’s life and gets a boy as an acolyte. Would he do the same thing as Lysandra, and how would he react to it after all is said and done.

From throneofglass.fandom.com

Inside the apartment, Aelin shows Evangeline her favorite place to sit. She gives her permission to read some of the books in the apartment or eat a blueberry tart from the kitchen, offering her the choice of which to do. Lysandra watches her with motherly affection as Evangeline politely accepts the offer of the tart and vanishes into the kitchen.

——

After Lysandra gives Aelin the letter, Aelin orders her to leave. Evangeline reappears; Lysandra tenderly wraps an arm around her. Lysandra exits the apartment, but Evangeline stays and recounts her own story to Aelin. She tells the assassin that when her mother sold her to Madame Clarisse, she cried so heavily that she made herself sick. Clarisse assigned Evangeline to Lysandra, who Evangeline figured must have irritated Clarisse that particular day since Lysandra was weeks away from paying off her debts and freeing herself. Lysandra cleaned her up and told her that she couldn't run away (as Lysandra had tried, failed, and consequently been punished brutally for fleeing) but that there was another way to escape the awful fate of a prostitute. Evangeline accepted the proposition, declaring that she would do anything to evade the suffering of the other girls. Lysandra cut her cheeks and began screaming in feigned fury to convince the others that she had injured Evangeline in a fit of rage. When confronted, Lysandra stated that she had hurt Evangeline out of fear that the girl would be a threat. As a result, Lysandra was beaten violently, though she did not cry. Clarisse then required Lysandra to buy Evangeline at the price she would have been worth as a full courtesan, forcing Lysandra into many more years of prostitution. (Lysandra later reveals that as Evangeline grows, Clarisse increases the debt for Evangeline, claiming that someone so beautiful would be worth much more than she originally told Lysandra.)

SO... uh... funny story nonnie 👁👄👁💧 I have to disclose that I never read past book 2. So I have no idea who Lysandra is or who Evangeline is. I am currently waging a one sided war with SJM (it's me, it's mostly me hating her)... she and I... we do not see eye to eye on many things. And the Throne of Glass series is one of them. I have been begged by numerous friends to finish it with claims that it gets better, but I have negative desire to do that. I put out for it at first because I loved the idea that she pitched the story as which was pretty much: "what if Cinderella went to the ball to kill the prince?" But lol, Alien or Celena or whatever her name was, never did anything remotely like that. It pissed me off too cause I was super excited for an original telling like that, and all I got was the same old stuff. Also, I just dont like her writing, it bothers me. XD My hatred for Throne of Glass is the reason I am writing my own trilogy/series. I pretty much chucked book two across my room and said fuck this I can do this better than her. And proceeded to spend the last 6ish years trying to do just that. So full disclosure, I have negative understanding of this ask but I'll try my best to answer.

I think of all the characters, the one to be the most likely to take someone on like this would probably be Farley. She seems like the kind to find a young Red girl in the streets, take her under her wing and silently assumes the role her older sister never got to finish with her. I'm not quite certain what else to say on the matter. Sorry nonnie, wish I could be of more help.

[fictionadventurer]

There is an elaborate somewhat-more-politically-realistic Princess Diaries 2 AU that forever lives in my head, and is an important part of my soul even if I’m never going to write it.

It starts with Mia and Michael’s breakup. Michael wants to focus on his music and doesn’t want to be overshadowed by being “the boyfriend of the princess” walking half a step behind her at all times. Thus leaving Mia in exactly the same situation that her father was in with her mother. The parallel is heartbreaking and the story digs into the emotional fallout from it.

The media and politics are huge concerns. There’s a ton of controversy around the fact that Clarisse has brought in a random American teenager as heir. Now that Mia’s been here a few years, the fairy tale glow around her story has faded, making her just another politician in the eyes of Genovia. A very controversial one, since she’s an American outsider in this proud country’s political system. Mia’s getting attacked from all sides at the slightest provocation.

Mia’s uncle, Father Pierre Renaldi, is a significant supporting character. He had been raised as the crown prince and abdicated to join the church (which is canon per the first movie). After Philippe died, Pierre had a moment of doubt that he’d chosen the wrong vocation and doomed Genovia to a succession crisis. He was relieved when Mia took the job, and he’s appointed himself a sort of spiritual advisor/father figure. He knows the expectations of this role--he lived in it--so he can give Mia tons of useful advice. He also guides Mia spiritually, since she and her Mom were mostly agnostic and she now has to take a role as the queen of largely-Catholic Genovia.

Another significant source of support comes from her grandfather’s younger sister, Ann. (Of Roman Holiday fame. Since this is only an imaginary movie, she is played by a gracefully aged Audrey Hepburn). Ann’s more free-spirited ways provide a nice contrast to Clarisse’s graceful propriety and Pierre’s sober wisdom. Ann will, on rare but necessary occasions, kidnap Mia away from a day of royal duties to enjoy a day of freedom in Genovia. This has actually been extremely helpful in getting Mia to understand and connect with the people and the culture of her new nation. (Mia will often wear her curly hair and glasses to avoid detection on these days).

Once the news of Mia’s breakup with Michael becomes public, the tabloids go wild. Everyone is suddenly speculating about her marriage prospects--which brings to mind the crazy succession crisis that brought Mia to the throne, and suddenly everyone is worried about the production of heirs and the stability of the monarchy and Mia is absolutely sick of it.

Mia is good friends with Andrew, who’s a Genovian duke. Her grandmother constantly hints that he would be the perfect consort. The tabloids constantly circulate wild rumors about the two of them. They have absolutely no romantic feelings toward each other, and Mia is just relieved to have one person her age among the Genovian nobility who provides good, solid friendship without expecting any favors from her.

The breakup with Michael has made Mia realize that normal rules of love and romance don’t get to apply to royals, and when all the marriage speculation gets to be too overwhelming, she proposes to Andrew for all the very logical reasons that everyone suggests. Andrew is all for it, also seeing the logic of the choice. Mia convinces herself that she’ll be very happy with him.

The romance plot afterward is still very sketchy. She probably meets Nicholas on one of her Genovian holidays. Neither of them recognizes the other (Mia’s wearing her glasses and natural curls, and Nicholas looks nothing like the wild young lordling the tabloids love to plaster on their covers). They later meet at a royal ball and recognize each other. Nicholas’ family doesn’t much like this American interloper of a princess, so he kind of holds it over her head that he knows about her secret escapes from palace life.

But Mia’s able to banter right back by bringing up some of the (wildly exaggerated, but still concerning) stories of Nicholas’ wild behavior. Before the end of the night, they’re both more interested in the other than they’d like to admit.

She keeps running into Nicholas and keeps finding more to like about him. They’re both finding that the other one isn’t nearly as bad a person as they had initially believed. Nicholas is surprised to find that Mia’s got a sharp mind and good ideas for ruling Genovia. Mia’s surprised that Nicholas even cares about the ruling of Genovia--he had some wild times in college, but he does care about this nation.

Clarisse sees the spark of interest between the two of them and warns Mia away from it--no good can come from letting a Devereaux near the throne, and especially not this one. If Mia thinks the tabloids are too hard on her now, what will they say if she gets seduced by the tabloid bad-boy darling? And especially if she backs out of her already-public engagement? 

But the connection she has with Nicholas is starting to feel a lot more like love than the relationship she has with Andrew. After one particularly stern lecture from Clarisse on the subject, Mia goes to Ann for sympathy. She learns that even Ann once gave up love--sparked during one glorious day of freedom with a journalist in Rome--for duty. Mia’s dismayed.

There are talks with Father Pierre about the self-giving nature of marriage and the requirements for the sacrament.

There is still an archery scene, and I’d really like it to involve the real-life Olympics-type competition that occurs between the micro-nations of Europe. Nicholas is a competitive arche.

There are complications once the tabloids and Andrew find out about all this. Andrew and Mia come to the conclusion that whatever friendship they have isn’t enough to sustain a marriage.

One of the ways Nicholas proves his suitability as a romantic interest is by publicly breaking from his family’s political positions to support a policy of Mia’s. He believes in her as a queen and is willing to support her.

The fact that I can’t get any more specific than this about the actual romance part of it is why this AU will never get written, but I still love it.

[kissofthemuses]

LYSANDRA

FULL NAME: Lysandra Ennar SPECIES: human TITLE: Lady of Caraverre

FANDOM: Throne of Glass

             PHYSICAL

FACECLAIM: Hazal Filiz Küçükköse PRONOUNS: she/her AGE: 20+ BIRTHDATE: September 30 HAIR: brown EYES: green HEIGHT: 5'5" ORIENTATION: biromantic, demisexual

            RELATIONSHIPS

MOTHER: Alna Ennar FATHER: unknown father UNCLE: Falkan Ennar CHILDREN: Evangeline (adopted daughter) OTHER RELATIONSHIPS: Aelin Galathynius, Rowan Whitethorn, Gavriel, Wesley (former lover), Aedion Ashryver, Arobynn Hamel, Clarisse DuVency

          PERSONALITY

MBTI: ENFJ-T “The Protagonist” ALIGNMENT: lawful good TEMPERAMENT: sanguine ENNEAGRAM: 9 The earliest depiction we see of Lysandra is a spoiled girl who always gets what she wants, along with frequently getting in the way of her "enemy," Celaena Sardothien. As the series progresses, however, she displays a sharp mind, courage, and kindness.  

She has taken the small girl Evangeline under her wing, which makes Aelin begin to trust her again. Throughout the series, Lysandra proves herself to be a loyal and courageous member of the new court of Terrasen. She is fiercely loyal and very dedicated to creating a better world for Evangeline.

           OTHER

POWERS:

shapeshifting

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           BACKSTORY

Early Life

Lysandra was kicked out of her home as a child after accidentally shifting into a hissing tabby in front of her mother. She spent days crying at her mother's door until she was threatened to be taken by the guards, forcing her to leave. Then, she spent her days surviving as different animals and begging for food as beautiful young girls. When magic was erased, she got stuck in the form of one of those beautiful young girls. Eventually, she was found by Arobynn Hamel and given to Clarisse DuVency. This meant that she was trained to become a courtesan.

Queen of Shadows

When Lysandra appears for the first time she is paying a visit to Aelin's former house in Rifthold to inform her about Arobynn Hamel's plan. The young courtesan was a the time accompanied by a young little girl named Evangeline since she knew that Aelin wouldn't kill her in front of a child. Lysandra explains to Aelin the reason for her visit. She has come to give Aelin the details of the plan to save the young queen's cousin, Aedion, who is about to be executed at the celebration for the Crown Prince's birthday. Once she explains every last detail of the plan, the young courtesan starts talking about the past, revealing to Aelin things she wasn’t aware of. At the end of the meeting, Aelin and Lysandra conclude that there is no need for them to be enemies and that they both have been manipulated by Arobynn to dislike each other. Although Aelin is still skeptical of their newly found “friendship,” she begins to trust Lysandra and also grows to love Evangeline.

After a while, Lysandra visits Aelin's apartment once again to bring clothes for Rowan Whitethorn. Rowan, being able to track her scent, reveals that she is a Shapeshifter. Lysandra explains how after magic had vanished from Erilea, she was trapped in this form, and as a result of the years that had gone by she had completely forgotten what her true form was.

Aelin gives Lysandra a note saying, 'He's all yours,' allowing her to be the one to kill Arobynn. He lets her sleep beside him, and she slits Arobynn's throat.

Empire of Storms

Lysandra becomes a member of Aelin's court and aids Aelin in the war against Erawan. Notably, she shifts into a sea dragon to destroy Erawan's fleets and Maeve's armada. It is mentioned that before Aelin was kidnapped, the Queen of Terrasen wanted Lysandra to take her (Aelin's) form amongst her army and sire heirs with Aedion should Aelin receive the fate she'd expected, implying a romantic relationship between the two (Lysandra, Aedion) and that Lysandra was one of the few Aelin trusted most.

When Aelin is captured by Maeve, Lysandra shifts into Aelin to trick the new allies into believing Aelin is still with her troops and not captured. She does this to avoid conflict breaking out between the allies or potentially losing allies.

Kingdom of Ash

Lysandra continues her ruse of being Aelin while drifting away from Aedion, who is angry at her for deceiving and lying to him. She goes out on patrols and engages in battles, slowly exhausting herself until she slips up and accidentally reveals her true self to Aelin's allies. She attempts to defend Orynth against Erawan's hordes and almost dies, after which she and Aedion reconcile. When Erawan and Maeve are defeated, Lysandra takes her place as Lady of Caraverre.

[bright-eyes-strawberry-lies]

My (incomplete) Notes on The Lightning Thief

Percy Jackson, at 12 years old, is miserable

Percy is trying very hard to be good

Percy reacts violently when his friends are threatened

“I’m going to kill her” 

I wish I’d decked her right there

Percy turns red when he gets called on 

Percy knows a lot about both Greek and Roman gods

Percy has an “I’ll-kill-you-later” stare

Percy gives “safe” answers to authority figures

Percy sells an illegal candy stash out of his dorm room

Percy knows about shrooms and thinks that he was drugged on the field trip

Percy has nightmares about the teacher (Kindly One) that he killed

Percy has to get summer jobs

Grover is a very bad liar

Percy almost cries in class when his favorite teacher tells him that he’s different

Percy gets into fights to protect Grover from bullies

Percy sees the Fates snipping the thread and knows he’s going to die

Grover mentions that it’s always 6th graders who are killed

Percy ditches Grover at the bus stop

Grover’s bladder acts up when he gets nervous

Sally Jackson took night classes to get her GED

She wanted to be a novelist

Gabe Ugliano is Percy’s stepdad

His cigars make Percy nauseous 

He drinks beer and leaves a mess everywhere

He takes money from Percy and uses it to fund his gambling and calls it their “guy secret.”

If Percy tells Sally, he’ll “punch Percy’s lights out”

Gabe takes over Percy’s room while Percy is at school

Gabe makes fun of Percy’s grades

Sally works at a candy shop and brings Percy blue candy

She runs her hands through his hair and asks him how he’s doing

She never raises her voice or says anything unkind to anyone

Percy wants to punch Gabe

Percy wants to kick Gabe in the balls and “make him sing soprano for week” 

Gabe blamed Percy for things that aren’t his fault

Percy makes a hand gesture that Grover did, but at Gabe, and the screen door slammed shut 

They have a rental cabin on the beach that is “half hidden in the dunes, full of sand and spiders”

Percy and his mom eat blue foods because Gabe said there’s no such thing as blue food. It’s an act of rebellion. 

Percy thinks that his mom doesn’t want him around

Percy is mad at Poseidon for leaving him and his mom

In preschool, Percy is put to sleep in a crib at school. The crib had a snake in it and Percy strangled the snake to death. 

Percy has a dream that a horse (Poseidon) and an eagle (Zeus) are fighting to the death

“O Zeu kai alloi theoi” means “Oh Zeus and other gods!” 

Percy experiences panic when he realizes that his teacher was a monster trying to kill him

Lightning hits the camaro and blasts off the roof

Percy’s got good instincts; the hair frequently raises on the back of his neck when he’s in danger

Sally gets killed by the minotaur 

She’s actually stolen by Hades

Percy rips off the minotaur’s horn and impales it into his side

Percy is crying, weak, trembling with grief and he literally carries Grover and drops onto a porch

Annabeth tries to get Percy to talk while she’s spoon-feeding Percy ambrosia 

Percy has been unconscious for two days after his fight with the minotaur

Percy would rather live on the streets than live with Gabe

He considers lying about his age and joining the army

Percy is very good at telling when adults have been drinking

Grover is nervous about Mr. D

But he still manages to ask for the diet coke can to eat

  The farm house is four stories tall, sky blue and white trim

The camp grows strawberries and the campers pick them

Grover is 28 years old but satyrs mature at half the rate that humans do

The Poseidon cabin walls glow like abalone. There are six empty beds with silk sheets. It smells salty. 

Chiron gets horribly depressed about training heroes

Luke is very handsome except for a thick white scar that runs from his right eye to his jaw.

He’s the son of Hermes and the counselor 

Luke is 19

He’s in cabin 11

Monsters will always reform because they don’t have souls

The bathrooms are cinder block buildings with a line of toilets and a line of showers; there’s a girls and a boys

Percy feels a tug in the pit of his stomach when he uses his powers

Annabeth just watched Clarisse drag Percy into the bathroom to give him a swirly 

Luke steals Percy some toiletries from the camp store. 

Percy is not good at archery, foot racing, or wrestling

The only thing that Percy is good at is canoeing 

Percy can’t find a blade that fits right in his hand. 

Luke has been the best swordsman in 300 years

Percy bests him after pouring ice water on his head (son of Poseidon) 

Hades doesn’t have a cabin at Camp Half-Blood or a throne on Olympus. They say that it would be bad if there was a cabin for Hades. 

Sixty years ago, after World War 2, the big three gods made an oath not to have more kids.

Two of them broke it; Zeus with Jason and Thalia, Poseidon with Percy.

When Hades found out, he let out all three Kindly Ones and a pack of Hellhounds

Thalia wound up becoming a tree. 

Grover was the satyr assigned to bring only Thalia in. Thalia had befriended Annabeth and Luke, and she wouldn’t leave them behind. 

Percy thinks that Luke’s scar makes him look almost evil

Clarisse has an electric spear

It makes Percy go numb wherever she touches him with it

One of the boys in Cabin 5 (Ares) cuts Percy across the arm

Once Percy gets into the water, he’s very good at fighting

Luke wins capture the flag

Annabeth has a Yankee's cap that makes her invisible. It was a gift from her mother. 

Annabeth is the first person to figure out that Poseidon is Percy’s father.

No wait, Grover was first and then Chiron. Well, they knew he was one of the Big Three’s son.

As soon as Percy steps out of the water, he is exhausted and in pain.

When Hellhounds die, they melt into shadow and soak into the ground.

Hellhounds are from the fields of punishment.

When Poseidon claims Percy, everyone kneels.

“Poseidon, Earthshaker, Stormbringer, Father of Horses. Hail, Perseus Jackson, Son of the Sea God.”

Percy is miserable being alone in Cabin Three and being so isolated. He would rather get into fights every day than be ignored. People are steering clear of Percy. 

Except for Luke, who gives Percy one-on-one sword training. 

Annabeth teaches Percy Greek but she’s distracted.

Gabe tells the press that Percy is violent and a troubled kid. The newspapers say that Percy may be involved in his mother’s disappearance. 

Gabe also tells the press that Percy has expressed violent tendencies in the past.

Percy has more dreams of Zeus and Poseidon fighting. He hears Kronos’ voice calling to him. 

It doesn’t rain in Camp Half-Blood (or even get overcast) unless they want it to. 

Dionysus wants to kill Percy. 

Percy gets embarrassed when he knows something someone doesn’t want or expect him to. 

Percy has a nervous laugh. 

Illegal copies can be made of the Gods Symbols of Power.

Percy has tried to steal pizza from Gabe’s poker parties and got busted for it.

Percy is furious that the camp is being punished for his existence. He thinks he’s responsible for the gods' fight. 

The Big House attic is four flights up. It’s full of mementos from old demigod fights. 

Percy is scared of the oracle. 

Percy’s fists clench at the very sight of Gabe. 

Percy doesn’t have many friends. 

Percy isn’t afraid of Hades; he wants to get revenge and take Hades on. 

Gods can’t encroach on each other’s territories but demigods can. Gods can’t be held responsible for heroes actions. 

Percy describes his emotions as rolling glass in a kaleidoscope. 

Percy is so relieved that Grover is coming with him that he wants to cry. 

Annabeth volunteered to go on the Quest. Percy is not surprised. 

Previously, Luke told Percy that Annabeth has been harassing Chiron for a prophecy and that she’s been hanging onto all of the new campers until she’s sure they aren’t the chosen one. 

Annabeth says that Percy will mess up this quest without her even though he’s been more than adequate at handling everything that’s been thrown his way. 

The camp store loans Percy $100.00 and 20 golden drachmas. 

He’s also given a canteen of nectar and a ziplock bag full of ambrosia squares.

The ambrosia and nectar is only to be used in emergencies; it will kill a mortal and demigods will literally burn up if they overdose. 

Annabeth’s cap was given to her on her twelfth birthday by her mom, Athena. 

Luke actually runs up the hill to give them the basketball shoes. They’re the flying shoes he got from his dad for his quest when he was seventeen. 

Luke gives the shoes directly to Percy. 

Percy is worried that Luke would have been jealous of the attention he’s been getting.

Percy blushes because Luke gave him the magic gift. 

Luke seems uncomfortable talking to Percy. He trails off three times and uses “um.” And then there’s an [awkward] handshake. 

Luke pats Grover between the horns and gives Annabeth a hug.

Annabeth’s crush on Luke has been brought up three times so far. 

Percy figures out by this one interaction that Annabeth let Luke capture the flag instead of her. 

Percy thinks that he’s a brat for wanting a magical gift from his father. 

Riptide (Anaklusmos) is a gift from Poseidon that Chiron has been holding onto for the next child of Poseidon. 

Riptide is forged by the Cyclopes, tempered in the heart of Mount Etna, and cooled in the River Lethe. 

Mortals aren’t important enough for the blade to kill but it will kill demigods and anything from the Underworld. 

Percy thinks that the real world feels like a fantasy after spending two weeks at Half-Blood Hill. 

Percy thinks that Annabeth hates him. 

Annabeth thinks they have to be rivals because their parents are. 

Annabeth was also mean to him before she knew who his dad was.

Even after two weeks away from Gabe, Grover can still smell him on Percy.

This makes Percy immediately want a shower.

Grover says that Percy should be thankful Sally was with someone who smelled so repulsively human because it kept the monsters away and that Sally must have loved Percy a lot to put up with that guy.

This does not make Percy feel better but he hides his feelings; or hopes he does since satyrs can sense emotions with or without an empathy link. 

Percy is on the quest because he wants to save his mom.

He is not on the quest to retrieve Zeus’s lightning bolt

Or to save the world 

Or to help his dad out of trouble. Percy is actually really, really angry with Poseidon for never visiting or helping Sally. 

Annabeth and Percy are good at playing hacky sack. 

The three Furies are considered the worst monsters in the Underworld. 

Percy had a chance to escape on the bus and didn’t take it. 

Alecto threatens to kill Percy (again)

Percy can speak Latin

Percy knows that the Greek Gods (Zeus and Hades in particular) are being assholes to him. 

The food at Camp Half-Blood is grapes, bread, cheese, and extra-lean-cut nymph-prepared barbecue. 

“Your head is full of kelp.”

In Aunty Em’s emporium, Percy says that the smell of her cooking makes everything else go away, however he still has the sense of mind to notice Grover whimpering, the statues’ eyes following them, and Auntie Em locking the door. 

Percy’s neck tingles when he’s in danger. 

Percy is annoyed that Annabeth is being rude to a woman who just fed them for free. 

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Maeve and Arobynn should fight for the title of winner.

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Excerpt from Queen of Shadows in the Throne of Glass series by Sarah J. Maas, pages 509, and 510:

“‘You came for me,’ Lysandra said so quietly that it was hardly a breath. ‘All of you—you came for me.’ She had told Nesryn and Chaol in detail of her overnight stay in a hidden dungeon beneath the city streets; already, the rebels were combing the sewers for it. She remembered little of the rest, having been blindfolded and gagged. Wondering if they would put a Wyrdstone ring on her finger had been the worst of it, she said. That dread would haunt her for a while.

‘You thought we wouldn’t come for you?’

‘I’ve never had friends who cared what happened to me, other than Sam and Wesley. Most people would have let me be taken—dismissed me as just another whore.’

‘I’ve been thinking about that.’

‘Oh?’

Aelin reached into her pocket and pushed a folded piece of paper across the table. ‘It’s for you. And her.’

‘We don’t need—’ Lysandra’s eyes fell upon the wax seal. A snake in midnight ink: Clarisse’s sigil. ‘What is this?’

‘Open it.’

Glancing between her and the paper, Lysandra cracked the seal and read the text.

‘I, Clarisse DuVency, hereby declare that any debts owed to me by—’

The paper began shaking.

‘Any debts owed to me by Lysandra and Evangeline are now paid in full. At their earliest convenience, they may receive the Mark of their freedom.’

The paper fluttered to the table as Lysandra’s hands slackened. She raised her head to look at Aelin.

‘Och,’ Aelin said, even as her own eyes filled. ‘I hate you for being so beautiful, even when you cry.’

‘Do you know how much money—’

‘Did you think I’d leave you enslaved to her?’

‘I don’t… I don’t know what to say to you. I don’t know how to thank you—’

‘You don’t need to.’

Lysandra put her face in her hands and sobbed.”

SJM, stop making me cry challenge.

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Lysandra

Lysandra | Queen of Shadows (Throne of Glass Series) by Sarah J. Maas

Described as:

Stunningly beautiful curvy woman with dark brown hair reaching down her shoulders and back. Her skin is pale with emerald green eyes, full lips, and voluminous breasts. After magic returns, they become much smaller. One of her wrists was marked with Madame Clarisse's brothel sigil: a snake in midnight ink. 

“She was fury, she was wrath, she was vengeance.” .

More Throne of Glass here.

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Madam Clarisse from Throne of Glass and Madam Carp from Barbie: Princess and the Pauper have the same energy.

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So, this is the last planned chapter I have for runaways.  Unless someone sends in a prompt or something...But in any case I appreciated all the support y’all gave me for this one.  It meant a lot.  I never really thought I would ever post it...anyways enjoy!

TW: none...? I think this chapter actually constitutes as having fluff which is a very rare occurrence for me and my angst ridden mind...

where aelin discovers that home is found. Based on characters from SJMass’ Throne of Glass series.  Previous link/parts found here.

lost and found

The sunflowers are well over six feet tall.  They stand as proud sentinels beside the whitewashed porch.  In the setting sun, their faces begin to droop, the yellow petals sagging more and more into the shadows.  Until now, Aelin has never considered how strange these plants are.  Never considered how they tower over everything so plainly.

Aelin stares at them.  She is them.  She is a shadow slinking down and out.  Away from everything.  It is easy to understand why the flowers droop when the sun isn’t present.  It’s hard enough to exist when it is.  How strange though--that visceral reaction.  Even at this distance she can see the flowers bowing their heads as if drifting off to sleep.  One by one.

“Hey,” Rowan’s face is soft, his hand warm as he grips her fingers.  “It’s going to be alright, okay?”

She can only nod because as she’s beginning to speak the door to the house flies open and a girl comes barreling out.  

She is barely ten years old and is laughing.  She is barely ten years old and there is not a care on her face.  She is barely ten years old and she is free.  Her brown hair burns red in the summer sun and it whips about her face as she dances through the front yard.  A white cat comes streaking out after her and darts beneath the porch.  Someone stands in the shadows of the doorway, but Aelin doesn’t focus on them.  She only sees the girl.

Evangeline.

Sweet, innocent, Evangeline.

Aelin can only stare and think of how Lysandra could have gotten the girl away from Arobyn and Clarisse.  She can only stare and think of what the two must have gone through in the past few years.  When she left.  When she was gone.

Aelin’s heart begins to pick up and her breath hitches.  But just as soon as it starts she pushes it down and throws open the car door.  

As she rounds the front of the car, Rowan is getting out of his side, but he waits, leaning against the door--watching.  

Aelin barely makes it to the edge of the grass when Evangeline notices her and waves a bright cheerful hand.

“Hello!” the girl calls, not really recognizing Aelin.  But that’s fine.  She doesn’t want to be known for what she was after all.

“Hi,” Aelin shouts back.  She’s about to ask if Lysandra is available but Evangaline is already running to the porch.

“Mom!” the girl yells. “Someone’s here!”

Evangenline turns back to Aelin, eyes sparkling as a giggle escapes her lips. “She’s not really my mom, but I like calling her that.”

Something seems to burst in Aelin’s chest at that and new tears start to race down her cheeks.  And then the form returns to the doorway and a young woman--the same age as Aelin--steps out.

Her brown hair is in a top knot with wisps falling around her face.  She’s beautiful, no denying that, but Aelin realizes it’s not just her elegant features or the rich brown hair that make her so.  Rather it’s the smile she’s casting over her shoulder as she comes out onto the porch, barefoot.  She’s wearing leggings and a tank top.

Aelin steps a bit closer, almost against her will.  She’s nearly halfway to the porch when she stops, cursing herself.  She’d left.  She’s left in the dark of the night.  No note.  Nothing.  She’d left running from everything.  Everyone.  And standing before her was one of those people left behind.

She’s running a hand through her hair trying to think of something to say, someway to explain.

“Aelin?” Lysandra asks.  Her voice cracks into dust. “Aelin?”

“I’m,” Aelin begins.  She means to say something profound.  She means to apologize.  She means to do something other than cry.  Because she doesn’t cry.  She hates it.  But now staring at her best friend, Aelin goes against everything she knows. “Lysanda--I’m--”

But the other woman is already running towards Aelin and yanking her into an impossibly tight hug.  Aelin swears she can’t breathe.  And right now, it doesn’t matter.

“You bitch,” Lysandra says.  She pulls back and glares at Aelin.  They’re about the same height but for some reason Aelin feels so small next to Lysandra.  “You ever loving bitch.”

“Well screw you,” Aelin retorts.  She doesn’t miss a beat as she stares at the brunette. 

Lysandra throws a punch into Aelin’s shoulder, hard. And the two stand there.  The sun is setting around them as Evangeline watches hesitantly and several footsteps are echoing in the house.  They stand in the shadows of the sunflowers and Aelin begins to wish she’d never gotten in the car, that she’d never called Rowan, that she’d never left.  Either time.

“Dammit,” Lysandra whispers and then she’s throwing her arms back around Aelin and pulls her just as close as before. “You scared me, Aelin.  You scared me so bad.”

Aelin ropes her arms around her friend and holds on.  “I know.”

She’s not sure how long they stand there, but Aelin grows slowly aware of the other person standing on the porch.  He’s tall and broad shouldered with blond hair hanging just to his shoulders.  His bright eyes are near mirror images of Aelin’s own.

The sight of him is enough to keep Aelin rooted to the spot.  Because even though it has been nearly ten years since she has seen him, there is no mistaking her cousin.

“You look like hell cousin,” Aedion says after a moment.  He’s leaning against the porch railing trying to look bored.  But Aelin can see the smile quirking on his mouth.

“Bite me Ashryver,” Aelin snaps back.

And then they’re laughing so hard that Aelin nearly knocks Lysandra over.  She’s full of tears and giggles as Aedion embraces her saying that he knew all along she was going to be alright.  That everything was going to be alright.

“Aelin, when were you going to tell me you had a male model with you?” Lysandra hisses after Aelin and Aedion have finally gotten control over themselves.

Looking up, Aelin sees that Rowan has begun to kick a soccer ball around with Evangeline, letting her score on him while simultaneously giving her tips on how to dribble the ball more effectively.  Aelin realizes she never knew Rowan could play sports.

“He’s my friend,” she says after a minute.  She wipes a hand beneath her eyes and watches Evangeline sneak a goal past Rowan. “You got her out, Lys.”

“We got each other out,” Lysandra says and leans her head against Aelin’s shoulder.

#

“I got shipped off to the border of Orynth not long after Arobyn reported me,” Aedion says.  He had tried one too many times to run away.  To cause problems.

They’re seated around the kitchen table.  A hastily made chocolate cake is left, half eaten.  It’s the most delicious thing Aelin has ever eaten and she has to force herself not to eat the entire thing.  Especially when reminded of the day Aedion left.

She hadn’t even gotten the chance to really say good-bye.  Neither Arobyn nor Clarisse had told them that Aedion was leaving to a new foster home.  And Aelin had never really tried to find him.  She has to remind herself that the one time she did Arobyn forced her to sleep outside in the old maple tree with nothing but a chain on her ankle and moth eaten blanket.

Of course it doesn’t help when Aelin learns that Aedion had been just as abused as she and Lysandra had been.

“And then you got recruited into the war,” Lysandra says quietly.

Aedion reaches a hand over to hers in such a tender gesture that Aelin feels her heart clench.  It is nothing short of a miracle that they found each other.  That they can be happy.

In the silence, Aelin hopes that will be it.  She hopes someone will make the comment that she should eat the rest of the cake.  That laughs will be exchanged.  And she finds herself shifting in her chair, moving closer to Rowan who has been quiet most of the night.  But he has one arm resting over the back of her chair so it’s almost alright.

“You left the hospital without telling me,” Lysandra says.

And just like that the silence is shattered and Aelin feels herself stiffen.  Old memories come crawling back behind her eyes and she can’t escape them.  Just as she feels her heart quicken, Rowan’s hand is on her shoulder, his fingers running in smooth circles over her skin.  

She is safe.  She is fine.

But still, Aelin feels tears come to her eyes.  She feels herself slipping just a little bit.

“I had to get out,” she whispers.  Aelin runs her fingers over the scars on her knuckles as Rowan traces the scars on her back.  It’s something he’s never done before, but in that moment it’s the most soothing thing she can think of. “I couldn’t...not after everything.  Hell, Lys.  I’m so sorry.”

Lysandra shakes her head gently. “No,” she says, “no, Aelin.  You did what you had to do.”

Except she’d left her best friend there.  She’d left her best friend in a hellhole of misery.

“I ran away,” Aelin says.  She looks between Lysandra and Aedion, not quite able to read their expressions, but she presses on. “I ran away from everything.”

She feels Rowan's fingers tighten on her shoulder and his presence wraps around her.  Even when she feels like she’s losing control, here he is.

Lysandra leans across the table toward her, her expression painfully soft in a way that Aelin does not deserve.

“But you made it back,” her friend says.  “Just like I knew you would.”

“We’re allowed to get lost sometimes, Fireheart,” Rowan says.  It’s the first thing he’s spoken in a while and just the sound of his voice lets Aelin take a full breath.  Just the touch of his fingers on her skin is enough for her to relax.

And she knows that here--here she is safe.  

#

It’s hours later.  Years later.

Sometime later.

The moon is out on a clear summer night and Aelin can hear crickets in the distance.  She can smell the sweet tang of summer on the air mingling with the soft decay of freshly mowed grass.  And she can almost begin to say she feels like she’s home.

There’s a spare room she’s supposed to be sleeping in, but Aelin can’t.  Even after everyone else has finally, finally turned in for the evening, Aelin is sitting on the porch staring up into the canvas sky.

There are too many stars.  It’s a miracle she can see them all being this close to the city.  But there they are.  Pinpricks of light.  How can they just sit up there like nothing?  

She almost doesn’t notice when Rowan joins her.  There’s a creak in the wood just outside the door and that’s the only warning she gets until a blanket settles around her shoulders.  She glances up with a soft smile.

“Thanks,” she says.

She doesn’t know what else to say.  She never thought she’d be here.  That they’d be here.  She’d never thought enough about what came after the drive and the tears and everything else.  She wishes she had because this is painful.  It’s too painful to think about after.  So she doesn’t.

“Don’t you think it’s strange,” she says, “the constellations are almost all the same as they are in Wendlyn?  We drove for over twenty hours and I can still see Casseopeia and the Bear and Orion’s Belt.”

He says nothing.  Aelin keeps talking.

“I suppose it’s good to be like that.  I don’t know what I would do if I looked up and suddenly everything was different,” she says. “It’s almost comforting, the way it remains.  Because I--I’ve never been good with change.  Sometimes it’s easier not to.”

She doesn’t look at him.  She doesn’t think she can.  Not when her heart is aching and her blood has gone so cold.  

It’s strange, feeling like this.  Because she knows she loves him.  And he’s said he loves her.  But believing it...believing him...it’s embarrassing how hard it is to trust that.  To know that.

Aelin looks straight at the soccer ball Evangeline left lying in the grass.  The moon and stars reflect off of the plastic.  In the distance a dog barks and a car backfires.  When her hands begin to shake, Aelin fists them in the edges of the blanket.

When Rowan speaks, the deep timber of his voice reverberates through Aelin and she finds herself relaxing, automatically leaning her shoulder against his.

“I never thought I wanted to change,” he begins, “never really wanted to.  Even after everything that happened with my dad, with Lyria.  I said I’d let life wash over me and take it.  But if there’s anything I’ve learned, Fireheart, anything that you’ve taught me--it’s that no matter what we can change.  And hell, you’ve made me better for it.  You’ve always made me better.”

His words are soft and careful.  There is so much he leaves unsaid, but Aelin hears it.  She feels it.  Once again she’s crying.  But these tears are silent and slow.  The kind that comes when her heart is too full and words are never enough.

She’s about to wipe the tears away when Rowan reaches out and snatches her hand with one of his, the other comes up to cup her chin and gently he runs his thumb over her tears.

They’re so close now and Aelin can hardly look away from him.  Even though they’re both still shadowed by the night and she can’t peer into his eyes like she so desperately wants to.  Yet, it’s enough.  The still darkness and the sounds of their careful breaths.  

Aelin knows she’s the one who moves first.  And she is not ashamed of it.

It only takes the tilt of her head and a small push forward and she is kissing him.  Maybe she should be embarrassed by her tear stained cheeks.  By the fact she was too lazy to shower even when Lysandra offered it.  There are a million other things that she could be, should be, embarrassed about.  And they all fly away.

Unlike the rest of him, his mouth is soft and gentle.  It’s such an agonizing contrast, that Aelin nearly gasps.  She melts against him just a little bit more, both amazed and proud of herself for resisting this as long as she had.

Because unlike that first hasty kissed shared in her dingy apartment, this one has no regrets.

Rowan moves against her in that way he does--controlled and utterly strong.  His mouth slants against hers and Aelin drags herself closer to him.  It’s hot and slow, gentle and desperate.  So many things are running through Aelin’s mind but she doesn’t take the time to consider them.

Instead she considers the man before her.  She considers everything she has become because of him.  With him.

And it is enough.

end.

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Hopefully this makes up for the angst of last time hahaha.

Thanks again for the support and kind words.  My ask box is always open.  I do have some other ideas in the works...

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