a court of mist and fury – persephone's corner

modernbookfae:

@acotarnet event 6: friendships → azriel, cassian + rhysand

First Cassian and Azriel appeared in the doorway. The High Lord’s general and shadowsinger—and the most powerful Illyrians in history.

Then Rhysand appeared.

Here—here was the most powerful High Lord ever born.

rosiethorns88:

Paper. There was so much paper.

In celebration of A Court of Frost and Starlight release, I made a papercraft of the starfall scene from ACOMAF! This was a defining moment; not because of the awareness or longing, but laughter. It finally broke the year-long tension between these two – and all it took was some splattered star spirit to the face!

padmcdala:

book posters:

I painted stars and the moon and clouds and just endless, dark sky. I never knew why. I rarely went outside at night—usually, I was so tired from hunting that I just wanted to sleep. But I wonder… I wonder if some part of me knew what was waiting for me. That I would never be a gentle grower of things, or someone who burned like fire—but that I would be quiet and enduring and as faceted as the night. That I would have beauty, for those who knew where to look, and if people didn’t bother to look, but to only fear it … Then I didn’t particularly care for them, anyway. I wonder if, even in my despair and hopelessness, I was never truly alone. I wonder if I was looking for this place—looking for you all. – A Court Of Mist And Fury.

marabarrow:

Feyre Archeron + Titles

“You bow to no one”

malfoys:

I was not a pet, not a doll, not an animal.
I was a survivor, and I was strong.
I would not be weak, or helpless again
I would not, could not be broken. tamed.
↳ a court of thorns and roses series by sarah j. maas

rhysand:

^{prythian court aesthetics: night court}

chainsaw-assassin:

A Court of Mist and Fury- Feyre and Rhysand

“I was his and he was mine, and we were the beginning and middle and end. We were a song that had been sung from the very first ember of light in the world.”

aly-naith:

ya lit meme: eight otps
[2/8] Feyre and Rhysand

If you were going to die, I was going to die with you. I couldn’t stop thinking it over and over as you screamed, as I tried to kill her: you were my mate, my mate, my mate.
“But then she snapped your neck.”
Tears rolled down his face.
“And I felt you die,” he whispered.
Tears were sliding down my own cheeks.
“And this beautiful, wonderful thing that had come into my life, this gift from the Cauldron … It was gone. In my desperation, I clung to that bond. Not the bargain— the bargain was nothing, the bargain was like a cobweb. But I grabbed that bond between us and I tugged, I willed you to hold on, to stay with me, because if we could get free … If we could get free, then all seven of us were there. We could bring you back. And I didn’t care if I had to slice into all of their minds to do it. I’d make them save you.”

vvolchitsa:

BOOKS MEME | (5/9) nine otps.
→ Feyre Archeron and Rhysand from A court of thorns and roses by Sarah J. Maas.

My heart stumbled a beat. I didn’t know what to do with my arms, my legs, my face. I gulped down the rest of my wine and discarded the glass beside the bed, steeling my spine as I said, “I’m thinking that I can’t stop thinking about you. And that it’s been that way for a long while. Even before I left the Spring Court. And maybe that makes me a traitorous, lying piece of trash, but—”
“It doesn’t,” he said, his face solemn.

evangeliensamos:

acowar countdown challenge:
favourite male character >> The Illyrians

“you’re brothers?”
“brothers in the sense that all bastards are brothers of a sort.”