#thea blackbeak

[rainingriversofyou]

“We are the thirteen; from now until the darkness claims us” —Heir Of Fire 🖤

Manon, Asterin, Sorrel, Vesta, Briar, Fallon, Edda, Faline, Kaya, Ghislaine, Thea, Linnea & Imogen

Throne Of Glass / Artist: @madschofield

[pergaminaa]

Since it's summer let's have some headcanons:

Sorrel, Lin, Faline, Fallon and Ghislaine can tolerate the sun because they actually have melanin and are chill about the heat like, they just don’t go out when it’s bright outside? Just common sense things, really.

They also have the sense not to go out in the middle of the day and risk a heatstroke for no reason.

Edda and Briar morph into night creatures and exist only at night. When the sun is about to set is when they peak and they go to sleep when the sun is well up in the horizon.

Manon, Asterin, Thea and Imogen lack said melanin and suffer in the heat.

Well Asterin not so much because she actually doesn’t burn in the sun and instead gets this beautiful golden sheen to her skin??? Kinda unfair, really.

Kaya and Vesta just burn. Not ten minutes out in the sun and they're about to die but they always somehow need to be out during the day doing god knows what and end up burning while also risking a heatstroke.

If we're going by the lack of melanin the ones who really suffer are: Vesta, Manon, and Kaya because they're so pale they’re almost see-through.

Manon is smart enough to avoid going out during peak sun time, but that's also because she's a huge introvert and hates people.

Vesta and Kaya aren't.

Asterin loves to tan so she's out on the beach getting a nice golden color while trying not to burn (if she times it right she’s successful but any longer and it’s straight to burns)

Sorrel thinks she's an idiot but she's there with lots of chilled drinks and many bottles of sunscreen

Ghislaine wards off the awful heat by spending her time indoors reading. She can go out and have fun when the sun sets

She can see firsthand what happens when people try to brave the heat

It is always the same victims because they never learn

She really is done lecturing them and would let them suffer the consequences of their (idiotic) actions

Sorrel agrees with her

But Sorrel also makes sure they get plenty of water and stay down while their symptoms pass

They all really hate it though. They're used to cold temperatures and summer is not for them

Anything above 17C is too warm for them

If it gets above 25C they start dropping

Dorian tries to get Manon to join him at the beach but she gets out of it every time he tries

She doesn't really explain anything but one day Sorrel is fed up and tells him that she’ll just burn in the sun.

Dorian had a moment of realization and decided that the beach isn’t a good date idea. Sorrel remind him that going out during the day isn’t a good idea in general because have you seen how pale she is? You think the sun will be kind to her? You will kill her if you take her outside.

So indoors it is. Honestly Dorian finds it a good excuse to get Manon to stay over often. And she doesn’t really resist his “it’s already morning you can’t leave now,” and they just spend whole days together doing all kinds of things.

They still go out though, but it’s usually after 5 pm because the sun isn’t as vicious at around that time.

Dorian tans so beautifully though it’s not fair.

Summer is a time of hibernation for Manon though. She stays indoors under the cold AC because this is the only thing she can do during the the heat she knows she isn’t built for the hot weather. Like she’s powerful and doesn’t backdown from anything but she knows if she has a face off with the sun outside she’ll be taken out instantly.

[manonslayme]

Hi do you ever think about the possible dynamics and personality and relationships the thirteen could have had with each other and then feel sad about losing them and then see a bunch of horrifically sad poems on TikTok and then wonder how Manon will ever love again?

Not exactly in the romantic sense but in the familial sense? The thirteen were her family, not Glennis or Bronwen or her parents or the matron. The thirteen were family, they knew her for more than a century and loved her and knew her and understood her and fought for her and with her. They were such a tangled up, intense part of her life and her love and she lost them.

How can she ever love again in the same way she loves them?

[oh-my-wolfstar]

mother maiden crone indeed

spoilers for tog, acotar, and cc (mostly cc)

OK, I was today years old when I learned that the three faced goddess from throne of glass is a real neopagan deity. This deity is also referred to as mother, maiden, crone, and has the same waning, full, and waxing moon symbols. But there’s more. This goddess belongs to a whole group of goddesses referred to as mother goddesses…

Even further, this goddess is far from the only triple goddess in this world. Another one to note is made up of three women who control one element of our world, the fates in Greek mythology. They are referred to the spinner, the Weaver, and the cutter. Beginning of life, middle/prime of life, end of life. The same as the three faced Goddess. And the Weaver, sounds awfully familiar.

And one step further, another group of triple goddesses is Selene, Diana or Artemis, and Hecate. Now this should sound familiar if you read crescent city. Selene, of course, is an ancestor of Bryce and Queen Thea’s daughter. She is the beginning of our CC story. Then there is Hecate, she is the witch queen who dies at the beginning of HOEAB.

Now there is no goddess in the CC series called Artemis or Diana, but there is one that seems to be heavily modeled after her, one called Luna. And whose horn is the catalyst of Crescent city? the catalyst of these entire three worlds colliding? Luna’s…

[theflowerr-childdd]

nobody told me I’d be a crying mess once I reached chapter 89 in kingdom of ash but here I am distraught

[upgrxded]

thea & annabeth || @tclerateiit

 "where the fuck am i." the brunette questioned, her eyes searching the room frantically. "who are you?" the witchling asked, her eyes bulging at the sight of the unknown woman. "do you know where asterin is? i need to talk to my sister."

[upgrxded]

"i mean i've experienced death before, this doesn't seem the worst." the brunette admitted, a grin on her lips. "it would be lonely yes." a sigh escaped thea's lips. "how long do you think we'll be here for?" she questioned, a hopeful expression on her face. "not that i think you're bad company or anything."

@upgrxded [Event Starter for Anyone]

Location: 𝐕𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐒

"I'm not a huge fan of this place, mostly because it's something new and it is so fucking hot." Alastor groaned, shaking his head. He was not a fan of being in this three piece suit in the middle of nowhere. "Volantis. Sounds like a shit place to die, huh?"

[shallyne]

Well, anyways, I was bored and made a list with book characters that I like from A to Z (couldn't come up with something for Q)

Book Characters List

A

Aemmory Percyval Taxus

Aelin Galathynius

Andarna

Amara Maroni

Alpha Villanova

Abraxos

Annaleigh Thaumas

Aedion Ashryver

Alexis

Asterin Blackbeak

Aaron Warner

Apollion

Aidas

Ansel of Briarcliff

Ash

Addie LaRue

Avery Kylie Grambs

Ash Maddox

Alex Volkov

Ava Chen

Alessandra Davenport

B

Bryce Quinlan

Bryaxis

Bone Carver

Brie

Barney Fitz-Amobi

Bel Price

Bridget Van Ascheberg

C

Corvina Clemm

Cassius

Cardan Greenbriar

Chloe Green

Camila Dunne

Cinnamon Hotpepper

Cormac Donnall

Catherine Pinkerton

Cara Ward

Cal

Carter Price

Chrstian Harper

D

Danika Fendyr

Dante Maroni

Donatella Dragna

Declan Emmett

Dorian Havilliard

Dante Russo

Dominic Davenport

E

Elide Lochan

Evangeline Fox

Emilia DiCarlo

Envy

Evelyn Hugo

Ember Quinlan

Elspeth Spindle

Evangelina Sage

Elm Rowan

F

Feyre Archeron

Fenrys Moonbeam

Fallon

Felix

Fleetfoot

G

Gavriel

H

Hunt Athalar

Helion

Hannah Rooney

I

Imogen

Iris Winnow

Ione Hawthorne

Isabella Valencia

J

Jacks

Juliette Ferrars

Jude Duarte

Jesiba Roga

Jurian

Jest

Jack Brunswick

Jespyr Yew

Josh Chen

Jules Ambrose

K

Kenji Kishimoto

Kaltain Rompier

Kai Young

L

Lilith

Lyla

Lorcan Salvaterre

Lidia Cervos

Legend

Lysandra

Lehabah

Liam Mairi

Luc

Luna Caine

Libby

M

Manon Blackbeak

Morrigan

Morana Vitalio

Meghan Chase

N

Nesryn Faliq

Nazeera Ibrahim

Nash Hawthorne

Naomi Ward

Nightmare

O

Oraya

Oak Greenbriar

P

Pippa Fitz-Amobi

Purrcival

Q

R

Rhysand

Raihn

Ruhn Danaan

Rogan

Rowan Whitethorn

Randall Silago

Rhiannon Matthias

Razor

Ravi Singh

Ravyn Yew

Renelm Yew

Roman Kitt

Rachel Price

Rhys Larsen

S

Shara Wheeler

Scarlett Dragna

Stryga

Suriel

Sartaq

Syrinx

Sgaeyl

Sal Singh

Stanley Forbes

Stella Alonso

Sloane Kensington

T

Tristan Caine

Tristan Flynn

Thea Delion

Tairn

Thimble

Tandri

Trystan Maverine

U

Usha

V

Violet Sorrengail

Vale

Vincent

Vittoria di Carlo

Viv

Vivian Lau-Russo

W

Wrath

Wren

X

Xaden Riorson

Y

Yrene Towers

Z

Zephyr Villanova

[ivycovehq]

Hey sunshines! I know i'm late but i just wanted to let you know Patroclus, Thea Blackbeak and Cregan Stark don't have roommates/placements

sorry lovely! patroclus is in volantis with mavi badem as a roommate and cregan stark in coruscant. they will get roommates with the next exceptances

[ladybookstan]

So do we, Little Witchling

Headcanon - Baby Manorian (part two) With The Thirteen

The part one is here!!

⚠️KoA Spoiler Alert!

I'm still in Tower of Dawn, but I couldn't protect myself from that spoiler. So I know what's going to happen with The Thirteen (not in detail, at least I managed to save myself from getting the whole spoiler) @positivewitch get ready for when I get to KoA, you will comfort me, my lady.

When I did the other headcanon Baby Manorian I kept thinking about The Thirteen, wherever in a World Beyond they are, can they see Manon? See her happiness? So I decided to write about it, and tried a different writing, as if we were really with Asterin, the Baby Manorian. I hope you enjoy it, and feedbacks are always very welcome💛✨

@any-mel @lady-elorcangwynrielmanorian @throne-of-roses-city

Asterin Blackbeak Crochan Havilliard was in Perranth, Terrasen, spending a week with her aunt and uncle. A month after her fifteenth birthday.

The day was incredible. Very hot, but incredible, and the Crown Princess of Adarlan was sitting atop a small hill, under the shade of a large tree, looking out over the estate of the Lady and Lord of Perranth. A multitude of trees making up a beautiful landscape stretched behind her.

The young Heir of the Crochan Witch Clan had climbed the small hill after helping her aunt set up the lunch table in the gardens. That was one of Asterin's favorite places in the whole world. And she was there thinking and feeling it.

Ever since she could remember, the young princess had always felt that way. Ever since she was little, Asterin had always felt as if something was with her all the time.

It was the presence of someone, some being that was in another world, but somehow managed to gain access to her, with some limits, but still it was a constant presence, strong and powerful. Presences, really. Or something like that.

The first time the princess remembered feeling that was when she was five years old. It wasn't a very clear memory, it was in the back of Asterin's mind.

It was night and a storm was falling outside. The princess woke up startled by the sound of thunder and clung to her pink blanket. She was feeling so scared and just wanted her parents. Staying with her mother always made her feel brave, and in her father's embrace, the princess always found comfort and security. But that night, with every thunder that sounded, Asterin cringed more and more. Then she felt it, presences in the room and something like an invisible hand caressing her face, reassuring her. It wasn't like her father's invisible hands, fun and playful, it was like her mother's hand. A feminine hand, firm and warm. A moment later came the feeling. Of security, calm. It was at that moment that the young princess got out of bed, still clutching the pink blanket, and went to her parents' room. Those presences accompanying her, assuring her that everything was okay. She didn't need to be afraid of the dark. When Asterin reached her parents' room, she climbed into the middle of the bed and fell asleep quickly, knowing she was safe.

The memory left a smile on Asterin's face, and she lifted her head when she heard soft footsteps on her side. The Lady of Perranth was walking toward her, in a beautiful light blue dress and with a big smile.

"Lunch is almost ready and whatever you are thinking is making the gears work hard." She spoke as she sat down beside Asterin on the green grass. The Heir of the Crochan Witch Clan loved the fact that her aunt was so perceptive, for someone so small, the woman held too much wisdom. Elide Lochan was, without a doubt, one of the young princess' favorite people.

"Can I tell you something really crazy?" Hesitation danced in Asterin's words and Elide looked at the young woman she considered not only her niece, but a second daughter as well and smiled.

"Honey, I am part of the Court of Aelin, I am best friends with your mother, I am married to Lord Lorcan Lochan and my son is his father's copy. There's a lot of craziness around me, so you can tell me anything." The princess smiled at that and looked at the landscape in front of her and began to tell what she had never told anyone before.

"This is the first time I've ever told that. But I think I can feel them sometimes, the Thirteen. They are like presences around me and bring me a sense of security, strength and power. I don't know how to explain it, Aunt Elide, I just... I feel it. I don't know when I started to be sure that they are these presences around me, but at some moments, when I am flying with Abraxos, it is as if the wind whispered very softly to me the names of each one. It gives me a feeling of happiness for I am in the sky, for I am alive and in a better world, and I open my arms, shout with joy and close my eyes. Or sometimes when I'm training, with Dad or with one of my uncles, if I pay close attention to my surroundings I can feel someone helping me, to control my breathing, to keep me focused, to pull the raw magic out of me and control it."

The princess paused and continued.

"When I was little, I think it was they, The Thirteen, who taught me not to be afraid of the dark... Every time I tried to do something really hard and couldn't, I always had something telling me to try again. And again, if I had to. Until I succeeded. And when I did, I always had the feeling that I had made someone proud, and not just my parents or family, but someone who was not in this world. I don't see ghosts or hauntings, I wouldn't be so calm if that were the case, but I feel them. All Thirteen of them. I know the personalities of each of them, and I blame Mom for that, but maybe it's easier for me to feel the presences of each one because it's like I know them."

The Crown Princess of Adarlan looked at the Lady of Perranth, who was wearing a small smile and an expression that held so many emotions.

"And I feel them everywhere I am. Adarlan, here in Terrasen, in the Witch Kingdom, in the South Continent... It's like they never leave me. I don't know, they're like... I haven't found a word that fits. Guardians? Protectors? I mean, I know they weren't sweet and gentle witches. I'm well aware of that, but then do they like me?"

The Heir of the Crochan Witch Clan sighed, feeling lighter for finally saying all that out loud, and stared at the grass below her.

"I wonder if this is real, Auntie. Or did my mother tell me too many stories of the Thirteen and now I'm imagining it or going crazy? Is this worrying? Because I haven't found any explanation."

A small, delicate, firm hand touched Asterin's hand. Looking up, she saw Elide smile and understood that her aunt didn't think she was crazy.

"Just because something is inexplicable, doesn't mean it isn't real." And in that moment, Asterin Blackbeak Crochan Havilliard loved Elide Lochan a little more.

"So you believe me and don't think I'm crazy?" The Lady of Perranth's smile grew.

"Of course I believe you and you are not crazy. In our world, the impossible is... so possible. And I have met the Thirteen, I have no doubt that they would find some way to be near Manon and you. No matter where they are."

"Do you really think so?" A lump was stuck in Asterin's throat, but she continued to look at her aunt.

"I am sure. Now, why don't you try talking to them?" The young princess almost felt her eyes pop out so wide open they were.

"What? Talk to the Thirteen? Now? Here?" The questions came out without pause and Elide stood up.

"Exactly. I'll see if anything is missing before lunch is ready. I'll ask Lorcan or Cal to call you for lunch." Asterin was trying to process everything.

"Hum, I've never tried to talk to them. Do you think that could...happen? Work?" Elide crouched in front of her niece and tucked a lock of dark hair - identical to Dorian's - behind the princess's ear. Staring into eyes of molten gold - identical to Manon's - the Lady of Perranth spoke softly:

"You will never know unless you try." And so, she began to walk away. She walked down the small hill and headed toward the estate.

Ten minutes later, Asterin was still thinking about what she was going to do. How would she talk to the Thirteen? How would she talk to the witches who were and still are her Heroines? It was all so unbelievable that it might be funny if Asterin wasn't really considering talking to them. It could all be funny if she really wasn't looking up at the sky and clearing her throat to start talking to her mother's Old Alliance.

"Hum, hello? I am Asterin. Manon's daughter. I believe you guys know me. In fact, I am 100% sure that you know me. I don't want to bother you right now, but can I talk to you or something?" Asterin Blackbeak Crochan Havilliard wanted to bury her head in the sand and forget what she had just said. That was the most embarrassing moment of her entire life.

Closing her eyes, Asterin rubbed her face with both hands. She was going crazy too young. Her aunt was too kind to say. That was the only explanation for all this.

Suddenly a light, warm, gentle breeze shook the young princess's long hair. And she felt it, without any fear. As she opened her eyes and looked around to find no one, she felt how she could feel the sun's rays on her skin, or how she could feel the breeze that brought them with it.

The presences that had always been with her. Her mother's Old Alliance. The Thirteen.

The princess was nervous and she didn't know why, but her heart was beating frantically and wildly. Then she said the first thing that came to her mind.

"She misses all of you. Even if she doesn't talk about it, I know." The light breeze caressed the princess's cheeks and she could have sworn she heard a distant, feminine whisper from a firm voice.

We know.

A laugh escaped the Crown Princess of Adarlan's lips and she continued.

"Can you hear me? See me?" So many feelings were overflowing from the princess's voice. And once again, that breeze caressed Asterin's cheeks, distant, but in an affectionate way.

Always.

"Sorrel. Vesta. Faline. Fallon. Edda. Briar. Thea. Kaya. Lin. Ghislaine. Imogem... And Asterin." Speaking their names knowing they would hear should not make the young princess so happy.

It's us, Little Witchling.

A different voice. Using the nickname her parents gave her. That made the princess smile. A very big smile.

"I want to talk to you guys so much, and I can't believe I didn't do this before. My mom will be so happy, even if she won't show it, you know how she is and-" The princess stopped talking when she realized the whisper that the breeze was carrying to her.

It's not that simple. We won't be able to talk to you again for a long time.

Another voice and the princess' smile narrowed, she asked the question more necessary than the others.

"For how long? Days? Weeks? Months?" The voice that whispered, the princess could swear it was Ghislaine. Dorian Havilliard's daughter could recognize another reader's voice even if they were worlds apart.

Too long, that's all we could say.

"I understand." The whisper came from the daughter of the last Crochan Queen this time. And she really understood, she had read and heard enough stories to know that everything had a price. Even the impossible that became possible would always have a difficult side.

A light breeze wrapped the princess like a soft blanket, as if to take away her sadness, and this time, a warm, cheerful voice spoke.

Tell Manon that we have found peace. Tell her that we are happy for her, that she found happiness, that she had you. Tell her that I found my Hunter and my Witchling. Tell her that we wish things could have been different, but none of us would change what we did.

Tears danced the young princess's vision and she knew exactly who had spoken to her.

"Asterin." The name came out as a sob, but the daughter of the King of Adarlan was smiling. And smiling wider as the light breeze enveloped her face.

It's me.

A tear fell down the cheek of Manon's daughter, but soon disappeared, as if someone had wiped it away. At that moment, the whole thing was unbelievable and inexplicable. "Just because something is inexplicable, doesn't mean it isn't real." That was real. The young princess could feel it in her bones and in her blood.

"I hope I am doing where I deserve to use your name." That was the only thing she could say to show how honored she felt to be called Asterin. And as if she could read the princess's thoughts, Asterin herself whispered.

The honor is all mine, Little Witchling.

"Will I stop feeling you guys? Will you go away?" The most important questions.

Never. We will always be with you.

The young princess could have cried with relief. And she was sure it was Sorrel who whispered this time.

"Thank you. For everything. I would have loved to have known you all." And that was so true.

So do we, Little Witchling.

The light breeze grew stronger and began to get cold. The young princess knew the moment was ending, so she spoke the words that would be a hundred times better than a goodbye.

"My mother will never forget you. And neither will I." Bringing two fingers to her forehead, Asterin closed her eyes and felt twelve beautiful smiles directed at her and then the breeze went away.

The heat returned fully and the Crown Princess of Adarlan sat on top of that small hill, watching the landscape for a while. Smiling. And crying. But very, very happy.

..................

"Asterin! Lunch!." The Lord of Perranth's voice sounded throughout the place, causing a few birds to fly up and shout back.

"I'm coming, Uncle Lorcan!" Then Asterin Blackbeak Crochan Havilliard came down the small hill, with a giant smile, knowing that she had never been and never would be alone, and ran towards her uncle, who was waiting for her.

[rattlethestars-stj]

#5 of sentences from books that got me so choked up with emotion that I couldn't breathe

Be the bridge, be the light. When iron melts, when flowers spring from fields of blood—let the land be witness, and return home.

From Kingdom of ash

[pergaminaa]

Idk I honestly believe that Thea Blackbeak gives these really amazing hugs

[manonslayme]

Elide wakes to an arm around her waist and a mouthful of hair

***

Poly Thirteen+Elide is back!

[positivewitch]

And far away, across the snow-covered mountains, on a barren plain before the ruins of a once-great city, a Flower began to bloom.

[darklingswhxore]

You all ever just think how the thirteen were the only ones manon truly loved during 117 years of her life and now they are all gone and the next best thing to them Dorian whom manon loves (yes i said she loves him u got a prblm with that suck it up) too is gonna die in 80 or some years and she is gonna be left alone

Me *sobs in a corner*

[upgrxded]

❛  all right, hold on. will you quit ignoring me and tell me what's going on?  ❜ (Thea & Asterin)

thea blinked at the other, shaking her head. "i don't know whats going on asterin - we are not together as one unit and it's confusing." the brunette waved her hands around. "who do i follow if not manon in this world? where is kaya, is she okay?" a sigh escaped her lips. "i feel helpless which no ironteeth witch should ever feel."

@seccndchances