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Okay but like all I want to see if fanart of Aedion, Evangeline, and Lysandra all together? Is that too much to ask?

#aedion ashryver #aedion x lysandra #lysandra #tog #throne of glass #kingdom of ash #sjm #sjmaas

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Okay but Percy causing an eruption and causing an evacuation of nearly half a million people at Mount St. helens? Fucking ICONIC. Why is no one talking about this more

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Quick Reminder

Nico di Angelo was a happy, curious, geeky kid and when he found out about Bianca’s death he blamed Percy. Percy still vowed to make sure the prophecy was about him and not Nico and said that he would make sure the gods, Luke, or anyone else wouldn’t find out. He couldn’t protect Bianca so he did his best to protect Nico even when Nico hated him.

#nico di angelo #percy jackson #heroes of olympus #bianca di angelo #rick riordan #im not crying youre crying #I demand more nico content

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So I finally sat down yesterday and read house of earth and blood from start to finish..

I was literally DYING of laughter at some of the things Bryce would say and do..

Like,

“see you in three weeks!”

When she goes to get her nails did and question the nail tech as part of the investigation (without telling Hunt) while he’s outside having an aneurysm

When she sneaks out and then checks her imaginary watch when hunt shows up and is like “you’re two minutes late”

The thing with the v*brators

And my all time favorite,

when she shoots the bitch, chops him up, Lights Him On Fire, AND THEN VACUUMS UP HIS ASHES AND DUMPS THEM IN THE TRASH..... I DIED.

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can’t believe hunt athalar was forced into this role of soldier aka “shadow of death” because of his power, but really he is a soft angel (literally and figuratively) who just wants to live a normal life watching sunball games and trashy tv, cooking for his gal and walking her chimera. protect him.

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alternative responses to “i love you”

tharion: who doesn’t?

bryce: i know

danika: thanks

fury: a horrible decision, really

juniper: why

ruhn: *laughs nervously*

hunt: *laughs hysterically*

declan: YEET

isaiah: i’m sorry

flynn: *finger guns*

aidas: if only there was someone out there who loved you

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After Danika's death Bryce fell apart, can we just think about that. She didn't come alive till she meet Hunt just like Rowan brought Aelin back and Rhys brought Feyre back. Bryce blamed herself for what happened and fell into despair and Hunt was the one that brought her back, this could lead to them being Endgame.

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First she gave us 'rattle the stars' and now 'light it up'

Please can sjm refrain from writing any more gut punching, motivational lines because I have but one forehead to tattoo them upon

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Everything about Hunt "Say It To My Face" Athalar screams big dick energy and I think we should all take notes

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when Hunt was the one on the boat in crescent city

me:

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List of things Connor Holstrom deserved:

• not that

@sjmaas

#crescentcity #houseofearthandblood #sjm #sjmaas #hedidnotdeserveit #iwoulddieforhim #why

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Book Review

So how, children, does the brain, which lives without a spark of light, build for us a world full of light?

- All The Light We Cannot See, Anthony Doerr.

Inside the walled island-city of Saint Malo, the war has arrived. We are introduced to two people staying in the same city whose paths, unbeknownst to the reader, are about to cross.

Marie Laure lives in the tall house by the sea where she has with her a miniature diorama of the very city she is within and a jewel of fabled powers. Losing her sight at an early age, the diorama is how she learns to navigate her way around and later become a part of the resistance.

Situated a few streets away from her is Werner Pfennig; a German soldier of extraordinary skill with the radio. Growing up in an orphanage with his sister, Werner dreams of a life bigger than the coal mines he is supposed to work at.

We are soon swept away in the story; navigating the streets of Paris first and later Saint Malo with Marie Laure and listening along with Werner and his sister to the contradicting notes of the beauty of science and the dictator's march towards the war.

Doerr, in his novel, builds for us a world of colour and music and guns and war, of the sea and the stacato of radio and of the electromagnetic waves that transverse with them "eveything anyone could ever feel."

Told in alternating perspectives of Marie Laure and Werner, the book spans over nearly two decades of their lives without a solid chronology. As the story progresses in the present time though, you can feel it leading up to the point when their paths finally intersect. It is a bittersweet moment that the reader knowingly or unkowingly waits for.

Doerr's words are savoury. A lyrical prose that haunts and enchants simultaneously with its tale of the ongoing World War II and the devastations it caused in its wake- the destruction of innocence like fragile birdwings being trampled, boys turned into soldiers and music being replaced by the hum of machine guns.

The author's masterful writing about how the German dictatorship spread its tentacles, the harshness of the soldiers' traning schools and how war can change people and yet how delicate things like music can bring back their lost selves is worth many kudos.

You don't just read the story but you feel every nook and turn of it like Marie Laure feels the words of her braille-books: the effect lingering even after the cover has been shut.

Heart-breakingly beautiful, All The Light We Cannot See is a novel that will shatter you and yet make you cling on to any ray of hope you find for the two protagonists in the story.

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i just realized that Fenrys told Rowan to kill him if Maeve ever ordered him to kill Aelin not only because he didn't want to have her blood on his hands, but because he didn't want her to live with his blood on her hands.

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Aelin:

*finds her mate*

*marries her mate*

*creates a court*

Also Aelin:

*gets locked in an iron coffin*

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aelin, marching out in front of her troops in orynth, in golden battle armor, swinging goldryn, yelling at maeve and erawan: hippity hoppity get off my damn property

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Do you ever look at the moon and go “Rhysand in some alternative universe is probably having fancy dinner with Feyre under the brilliant night sky of Velaris at the moment - and Aelin is swimming in a pool of starlight with Rowan”

And then you realize: I’m way too devoted to these characters and they’ve become so real and vibrant in my head.

And it’s a nice, warm feeling because you love them so much that you feel happy when you think of how content they must be.