this needs like 3,000,000 more reblogs. if you follow me just reblog this now.
The heirs iskra, petrah and manon ! Description accuracy not intended ahaha (I couldn’t remember where some were in the book ;^;) Also petrah was an unexpected favourite <3
omg I forgot to tell y’all that I had this weird ass dream last night. I can’t remember a single thing except that chocolatehazelnutcake was teasing me over my tea drinking skills and that linneart and walkingnorth were sword fighting with paint brushes. Or…was it rinmatsuocat?
Omg Nollie what a fun dream.
Guys I made a new instagram account if anyone wants to follow!
YA lit meme: kick-ass female characters
↳ Celaena Sardothien, Throne of Glass series by Sarah J. Maas
She would not let that light go out. She would fill the world with it, with her light — her gift. She would light up the darkness, so brightly that all who were lost or wounded or broken would find their way to it, a beacon for those who still dwelled in that abyss. It would not take a monster to destroy a monster — but light, light to drive out the darkness…
if you’re not in the throne of glass fandom, you don’t know what “painful otp” means
Throne of Glass lovers should have a Chaol Westfall Appreciation Day. We should make that happen.
"She was the heir of ash and fire, and she would bow to no one."
"That was when they noticed that every musician on the stage was wearing mourning black. That was when they shut up. And when the conductor raised his arms, it was not a symphony that filled the cavernous space. It was the Song of Eyllwe. Then the song of Fenharrow. And Melisande. And Terrasen….
“The best lies were always mixed with truth.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Crown of Midnight
If Chaol Westfall existed, he’d be hot as fuck.
She had survived loss and pain and torture; she had survived slavery and hatred and despair; she would survive this, too.
Heir of Fire (Throne of Glass series) by Sarah J. Maas
I have long loved Sarah J. Maas’s Throne of Glass series, and the latest installment was another beautiful addition. What struck me with this novel was, by and far, the character development. It wasn’t a happy “here is the heroine watch her do all this great stuff” novel. It was depressing, it was rough, and you saw the heroine go through utterly realistic stages of grief, PTSD, and depression. It’s rare that an author stops to take the time to acknowledge the effect death has on the main character—so often it is cut out or emotionally ignored. These aspects, plus the adorable new romantic connection and suspense for future books, make this one of my favorite reads of the year.
"Because I am lost and I do not know the way."
"She was Aelin Ashryver Galathynius—and she would not be afraid."