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feyre2001 · 8 months
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rereading queen of shadows
And Aelin just popping out of nowhere to haunt Chaol will never not make me laugh.
P.S favourite part of the book
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mor-queen-of-truth · 1 year
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So I read this german book which is basically a Aelin x Chaol gladiator AU romantic fantasy novel and this published fanfiction was ten times more satisfying than whatever Mess has written
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crunchywarrior · 2 years
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Aelin: Am I right, Chaol? Chaol: I’m almost certain you’re not, but to be fair, I wasn’t listening.
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young-aleyska · 2 years
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Bryce's first love (theory)
Was thinking about how both Aelin and Feyre had a first relationship that didn't work out, and how Bryce and Hunt are mates now and I just realised.
Connor Holstrom.
He was her first relationship that didn't work out. I mean, yeah, she never actually went out with him- but she'd said yes, hadn't she? I mean, it's been 2 years since I touched HoEaB but I'm pretty sure Bryce and Connor, had he lived, would've had a Aelin/Chaol situation. In love, but weren't right for each other, either.
(For maybe Aelin/Sam is better, in that they might've been something to last, but he was murdered beforehand?)
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shadowhandss60 · 1 month
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Dorian screamed as another whip of darkness slashed his back. Black lightning flitted across his exposed teeth.
She lunged—and was thrown back by the very wards she’d drawn on her body. An invisible wall of that black pain lay around Dorian now, and his screams became unending.
Like a beast snapped from its leash, Chaol flung himself against it, roaring Dorian’s name, the blood crumbling from the cuff of his jacket with each attempt.
Again. Again. Again.
Dorian was sobbing, darkness pouring out of his mouth, shackling his hands, branding his back, his neck—
-Chapter 70, Queen of Shadows
AC: Palinlineart, commissioned by me.
*do not repost without credit to artist*
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rainingriversofyou · 6 days
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Throne Of Glass characters & couples 🤍 Artist: inkfaeart
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highladyofterrasen7 · 25 days
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Dorian: apparently the only people you should invite to your wedding are ones who invited you to theirs
Aelin:
Chaol:
Dorian: well guess who isn’t coming to my wedding
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clockwork-fayz · 10 months
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In honor of me finally reading Kingdom of Ash, here’s what I think the core group of characters sexuality meters are:
Aelin: 60% attracted to masculine men, 30% to herself, and 10% to women that act like herself
Rowan: 100% straight (sadly, but like he had a whole cadre of beautiful men and never once thought about it? SMH) but also 100% approves of everyone’s sexualities. You could say you are attracted to large ships and he’d be like okay, good for you!
Dorian: 40% attractive to any person with a pulse, 60% attracted to people that can kill him
Manon: 90% attracted to herself, 10% to Dorian but like reluctantly
Chaol: 90% straight, 10% Dorian
Yrene: 95% straight, 5% Aelin
Aedion: 100% poly
Lysandra: 50% to Aedion and 50% to Wesley but never had felt anything towards anyone besides that
Lorcan: 100% Elide (anything he felt for Maeve was actually the feeling of desperation disguised as attraction)
Elide: 100% the most toxic ass people (She says she can change them and she’s right actually)
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jmoonjones · 10 months
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Throne of Glass gets my Mermay treatment!
Abraxos is the seahorse (with little wyvern wings) and I gave Lysandra a leopard (bush) fish to nod to her shapeshifting fave form of a leopard.
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stormywitcher · 6 months
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i’m just saying that chaol and dorian could have been gay for eachother okay? it was all there, it was ready to go. sarah could have let me have this
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izzyartcraze · 8 months
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Aelin 🤝 Celaena
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moonlightazriel · 5 months
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Say Yes /// Elide Lochan X Lorcan Salvaterre
Summary: The wedding scene everyone was dying to see.
Warnings: None
Word Count: 1,2K
Notes: SJM does have a thing against wedding scenes as we have been denied them so many times, I'm here to fix it.
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Elide shivered as a cold wind touched her skin, she looked behind her to see Rowan standing there, winking at her as he exited the room and left her alone with Aelin and the others. She walked in front of the mirror, her limp almost gone as Rowan’s power helped her, she made a mental note to thank him for it. Her trembling hands caressed the white fabric of her wedding dress, making sure that no wrinkles would be there.
“You look absolutely beautiful.” Aelin said, hugging her from the side, she was wearing a soft green dress, her crown replaced by a small headpiece. Elide thanked her, looking at her surroundings. 
Yrene was finishing her hair, the curls on a bun, with some loose strands framing her perfect shiny face, the baby bump was showing in the fluffy lilac dress she chose for the occasion. She happily talked to Lysandra, who wore a deep green dress glued to her body, accentuating her curves, her hair cascading in waves behind her back. 
The three females talked, and Elide felt happy having them there with her, her friends, but her heart missed someone, she had sent the invitation but she wasn’t sure if Manon would actually show up, they talked through letters but Manon had so much to do, as did Elide. They both had their homes to recover. 
Three knocks at the door and Aedion’s head popped up in the room, letting them know that it was time. The three females wished their good luck to Elide and she thanked them, looking one last time in the mirror. 
Little makeup adorned her face,  just some shimmery in her eyes, her hair was falling in waves, clipped behind her head, leaving a clear view of her face. The hair clip was made from golden leaves, a treasure from her own mother’s wedding, that Vernon had kept in her family treasure room. Small diamonds adorned her ears and neck, and as she looked at her gown, she almost didn’t recognize herself. A floor-length white gown, a bodice holding her upper frame with small sleeves, and a thin cape tied to her neck. She looked divine. 
“Eli, we have to go, you don’t want to leave him waiting.” Aedion urged. 
“It’s fine Eli, Aedion is just afraid of Lorcan.” Ren laughed and she giggled, opening the door. 
“I’m ready.” Ren let out a low whistle. 
“You look really beautiful.” She blushed. “Can’t believe you’re getting married.”
“Let’s go before I cry.” Aedion said, grabbing her arm and Ren grabbed the other side, her two best friends walking her down the aisle, she might cry as well. 
They walked, but before they exited the door leading to the forest where the ceremony was being held, someone cleared their throat, and she turned around. In a beautiful red dress, hair parted in the middle and red lips. Manon smiled at her.
“You came.” Elide rushed to her, Rowan’s power still holding her leg straight. Manon hugged her, as the smaller woman buried herself against her. 
“You called.” She replied, taking Elide in, she looked so angelic like this, Manon smiled widely, something very rare for the witch. “You look amazing, he’s a lucky guy.” 
“I’m so glad you’re here, you have no idea.” She blurted and Manon nodded. 
“Let’s get you married then.” Manon escorted Elide Back to the males standing in front of the door. “Abraxos is waiting if you change your mind.” She winked and Elide laughed. 
“I’ll think about that, thank you, Manon.” She turned to the males. “Let’s go then.” They grabbed her by her arms, and the three of them started to walk, as a soft melody started to play. 
The guests were seated on wooden chairs adorned with small flowers, the path was covered in various shades of flowers and tiny candles. She looked up at Lorcan, wearing a black attire, his hair in a low bun and he shifted his weight from one foot to another. It was a funny sight. A flower arch was behind him and a priestess was ready to make everything official for them.
The soft music followed her until Ren and Aedion were ready to pass her to Lorcan, he gladly took her small hand, leading the way back to the arch. 
“You look breathtaking.” He whispered, eyeing her from the side, as they listened to the priestess talk. Lorcan felt his hands sweat, and he felt nervous. Settling down for her was the best decision he ever made. He would do everything for her and it would always be worth it. Even if it meant enduring years of mockery by Aelin and Fenrys as he was about to become Lord Lorcan Lochan. 
“You may now say your vows.” The soft voice of the priestess sounded and he turned to his beautiful Elide. A small tear escaped her eyes and he was quick to wipe it away. 
“I was trapped my whole life, everything I’ve ever loved was taken away from me..” Elide started, her voice a little shaken by the memories of her past. “I grew up thinking I would be forever caged, but you showed me freedom, you gave me choice, you make me feel seen and heard. It’s like I matter again. And I love you so much.” It wasn’t much, but they were the words from her heart, the truest feelings she had inside her. 
“I thought that I knew what love was like, how it felt, but no one ever loved me truly like you do. I give up everything I am and everything I will be to be by your side. You shall never know what a day alone feels like anymore. I will stand by you day and night and show my love for you every day because you deserve Elide Lochan. You deserve to be loved and it’s my honor to be the one to do it. I love you so much.” 
Elide couldn’t contain the waterfall that fell from her eyes as Lorcan spoke. The priestess finished the ceremony, telling him he might kiss the bride. His large hands cupped the sides of Elide’s face, bringing her close, his lips brushed hers and he kissed her gently, like she deserved to be treated. Her hands grabbed the collar of his attire, not wanting to be apart from him. 
The crowd roared and clapped as they kissed. They were still clapping as Lorcan grabbed Elide’s hand and guided her to where the reception was going to be. The guests followed them to another part of the forest where tables were displayed, lights hung from the trees and food was being served. The music was nice and calm. 
“Lady and Lord Lochan.” Fenrys yelled, and the crowd clapped once more as they reached the dance floor. 
Lorcan rested his hand on the small of her back while she rested both hands on his chest. They moved, eyes locked on each other like they were the only ones there. The music moved them around and their family watched as they danced, their first dance as husband and wife. 
The first step towards the rest of their lives.
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sofiasjornal · 2 months
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"Doubtless, you're about to begin some scheme to convince us to go to Terrasen."
The room tensed, but Aelin snorted. "Begin? Who says I'm not already in the thick of it?"
"Gods help us," Chaol muttered. Rowan echoed the sentiment.
I laughed way too hard
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I’ve been reading SJM books the past few months and I honestly did not expect the amount of actual fighting happening between grown women about ships.
I love it. Please bring me into it
I don’t have strong opinions about any characters but I’ll form them if someone wants to argue I promise
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shadowdaddies · 5 months
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hello! Dorian and reader had a bad argument and reader acts like she's right but then she understands she's wrong and now she has to make it up for him? And it's very hard for her. (And Dorian teases her a little about it?)
Thank you
I don't know what came over me when I wrote this. I couldn't write a serious argument with Dorian so I changed it a bit to be a prank on Chaol. It's so silly, it's low-key a crackfic. I giggled the whole time I wrote this
The Bet
Dorian x Reader silly fluff
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You gave Dorian a deadpan stare as he arched a challenging eyebrow at you. Rolling your eyes, you scoffed at him. “You cannot convince Chaol that you’re a ghost! He’s not that stupid, Dorian. You’ve seen him so many times since you and Aelin forged the lock - you’re the godfather to his children!”
Dorian simply gave you an arrogant smirk, shrugging a shoulder. “Do you want to make a bet, then? I say that I can convince Chaol that I died and I’ve been ruling Adarlan as a ghost, you say that I can’t... Whoever is wrong has to go down and listen to Mort rant for one hour without interrupting him.” 
With a sound of disgust, you shook your head and sighed, “Dorian, that’s horrible.” But you couldn’t help the smirk on your face as you shook his hand and winked, “have fun with Mort.”
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Chaol and Yrene arrived with their children that evening, their little girl Josefin giggling as you scooped her up in your arms. “You’ve grown so much since I last saw you!” You said, giving your goddaughter a kiss on the cheek before giving Yrene and Chaol hugs. You were rocking their baby boy, Brullo, in your arms when Chaol pressed, “where is Dorian? You think he’d be here to greet us by now.”
Confusion crossed your features as well as the question, and you became slightly worried as you yourself wondered where Dorian was. Before you could answer Chaol’s question, Dorian entered the room, looking more solemn than you’d ever seen him, a bluish light flickering around him. Chaol rushed over to embrace him, but Dorian merely held up a hand, halting Chaol in his tracks.
With a dramatic sigh, Dorian clutched his chest as he turned nearly transparent, a faint glow around his form. The rest of you stood frozen in shock, Dorian looking up with a sorrowful look on his face as he spoke softly. “I did not know how to tell you in writing, Chaol. We had only recently discovered that nothing could be done.” With a shaky breath, Dorian continued, “I died that day that Aelin and I forged the lock. I’ve been able to appear for some time in my old form, much like Elena, with our similar raw magic. But it seems to be fading, and I don’t know how much longer I will hold onto this spirit form.” Dorian choked out the last part with an overdramatic sob, crashing to his knees before Chaol to hide his fake anguish.
You gave Dorian a flat look from where you stood behind Chaol and Yrene, about to speak when Chaol himself started crying. “We’ll get through this, Dor. Yrene and I will help, we’ll figure this out together.” You cut him off, “Oh. My. Gods. What is wrong with you, Dorian?”
Chaol and Yrene whipped around to look at you, shock on their faces at your insensitivity. Dorian fell over laughing on the ground, returning to his normal appearance - Yrene quickly understanding Dorian’s stupid prank. “You’d better be glad that your goddaughter is playing out front, Dorian,” she scolded through the smile that tugged at her lips. 
Chaol looked at Dorian, tense for a moment before playfully shoving him in the chest. “You asshole,” he said as you all laughed at Dorian’s antics and Chaol’s concern. You stomach dropped when you realized what this meant for you, though, and Dorian flashed you a charming smile as he declared that he had won the bet. 
“There was a bet?” Yrene questioned, and you sighed. “Yes, because Dorian convinced Chaol FOR A SECOND that he was a ghost, I have to go listen to Mort talk for an hour.” Chaol let out a rough laugh, clutching his stomach as he shook his head. “No way you’re doing that on your own. Dorian deserves that punishment too for pulling that shit.”
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And that was how you found yourself with Dorian, sitting on the damp floors outside the tomb as Mort droned on, making snide remarks about how the kingdom was once so great, now ruled by two idiots. You snickered at Dorian, pushing past him to run up the stairs when the hour was up only for him to catch you around the waist, pressing a kiss to your cheek as he teased, “I did win the bet, and I’ve yet to claim a prize since I had to join you... I’ll be thinking about what I want.” You rolled your eyes as Dorian took your hand, tugging you along as you went to join Chaol, Yrene, and your godchildren for dinner.
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shadowhandss60 · 24 days
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Dorian flirting with Celaena:
I brought you books, chocolate and a puppy. Wanna play some chess and cuddle?
Dorian flirting with Manon:
Rip out my throat, I DARE you…where yo chains at?
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