Me After Reading A Sarah J. Maas Book

YESSSSS

are Lucie and Jesse hanging out in coi?

Yes, all the time.

Im so Pacific Northwest and new England coded

Lorcan Salvaterre

Lorcan took Rowan’s whipping for him, and then asked the cadre not to tell him. Also, whereas most of the cadre is wanted physically by Maeve, she laughed in his face when he offered himself to her. In no way will I blame him for trying to protect someone he loves by calling on a toxic relationship, the only thing close to love he’s ever known, that has been manipulated and abused by Maeve for centuries. Especially when Aelin isn’t telling anyone her plans and expects her court to react in a certain way to what was thought to be an attack. 

All the characters did wrong in this situation and everyone needs to apologize to each other, but that everyone’s saying Lorcan needs to do all the apologizing isn’t right. Elide said some pretty awful things that needs to be counted for. I ADORE her character, and her saying that she hopes Lorcan spends the rest of his eternal life miserable and alone was like a knife to my heart. He could’ve gone about the situation better, of course, but he is not the only one to blame. 

I DUNNO ABOUT YOU, BUT THERE WILL BE NO HATE FOR LORCAN SALVATERRE FROM ME 

Cordelia Carstairs - @cassandraclare

Today in the CoG flash fiction piece, we learned Alistair calls Cordelia “Layla.” So here’s a drawing of our girl Cordelia-Daisy-Layla-Cordy-Carstairs! 

Vanellope (Wreck it Ralph), Boo (Monster Inc) and Lilo (Lilo and Stitch) all grown up

Anyone who keeps the ability to see beauty never grows old.

— Franz Kafka

The gift of intelligence was given to preserve, not destroy

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Thomas and Alastair for @julesblackthorns

He seemed worried in that moment, and human and vulnerable in a way that made Thomas want to—well, he wasn’t sure what he wanted to do, but he stuck out his hand to Alastair, who stared at it for a moment, then slowly took it. His hand was warm and calloused against Thomas’s, and Thomas remembered the feel of Alastair’s fingers on the inside of his arm and tried not to change expression. They shook.