#Aelin and Sam

[justascrollingghost]

Celaena was who she had to be

Lillian was who she wanted to be

Aelin is who she is

This whole Sam loved Celaena, Chaol loved Lillian and Rowan loved Aelin stuff is completely missing the point - Rowan didn’t just love Aelin. Rowan loved who she was at her core. Sam and Chaol loved the pieces she gave them but Rowan collected all the pieces, made a fucking jigsaw and decided he was keeping it

[andieburky]

Sam Cortland & Celaena Sardothien by AndieBurky

Officially licensed artwork inspired by Sarah J Maas’ Throne of Glass series

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[acourtofgalathynius]

Rifthold — capital city of Adarlan

[beaofterresan]

"have you ever got everything you ever wanted?"

no, but i was once very close.

[starfallserotonin]

The way reading The Assassin’s Blade makes every little thing in Queen of Shadows that much more meaningful … like why am I crying about lavender soap? Bffr

[randomfanboi]

Me seeing there's no Throne of Glass Male reader content

[haveihitanerve]

Who Wants To Live Forever

Sam didn't know why he waited. No, that wasn't true. He knew. He knew quite well why he waited. He didn't want to. No, that wasn't quite true either. He would wait for her. He’d wait for her forever. He hoped she never came. Not because he didn't want to see her, but because he wanted to truly see her again when they reunited. He didn't want to her to come see him alive. He didn't want her to ever have to set foot here again. But she came. Of course she came. Because she was Celaena Sardothien. And she loved him. 

He knew the second she breached the gate. He knew and knew and knew. He had suspected for a while now. Had had it confirmed by Wesley. But now… She walked confidently, but Sam could see the underlying nerves, the grief that weighed her every step. He wanted to take it all away… but he knew he couldn't. The green… it was telling, if the eyes and hair weren't enough. Sam had suspected even when he was alive, but it was her secret to tell, even now. She walked for him, straight footed and sure, bending to pick up tiny rocks every so often, and Sam couldn't hold back his sob at the life in every step. It poured from her, life, love, she wasn't just surviving anymore. She was alive. 

When she reached him, Sam couldn't stop himself. He reached for her. She didn't feel it, of course, but that hardly mattered to him, not as he finally, after so long, got to look at her beautiful blue eyes. As he got to twirl some of that intoxicating, beautiful blond hair between his fingers. He sent a breeze to ruffle her hair, smiling at that oh so familiar face. But it had changed. Was older. More hardened. Sam hated that. Hated that he hadn't been there for her. She stood before his grave stone for a few silent seconds, just looking at it. “I know its not up to your level,” He offered with a grin, winking at her. “But I think Wesley did a good job. I like it.” He tried, as much as he was able in this strange realmed form, to push all his love toward her. To let her feel, one last time, that he loved her. That he knew her. That he accepted her. 

She opened her hand and picked out three of the prettiest pebbles, placing them carefully at the apex of the stone. Sam felt his heart throb in pain at the gesture. Two for the years he had been taken from her. One for the year they'd been together. Then she sat, pressing her forehead against the rock, her body curling against it. Sam knew it was selfish, and crude, but he folded himself into the rock, leaning back against her as much as he was able since he couldn't actually touch her. 

They sat there, together, for a while. Sam just cherished her being so near again. He didn't know quite when she started talking, but suddenly a story was unraveling before him, her story.

“Once upon a time,” he whispered. “in a land long since burned to ash, there lived a young princess who loved her kingdom . . . very much.”

He had… he hadn't known, then, when she had said it… Sam pressed a kiss to her forehead.

“I miss you.” She said. “I know love, I know. I miss you too.” He smiled sadly. “Every day, I miss you.” Sam shook his head, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. “Its alright my love. You’re going to be alright.” One day, he didn't add. But one day, if he had to force the gods themselves, she would be okay.

“And I wonder what you would have made of all this. Made of me.” “I love you.” Sam answered simply. “You are… so brave, my little dove, you are so brave. But you need to be brave for just a while longer. Just a little longer.” tears choked his words, but she couldn't hear them anyway.

“I think- I think you would have been a wonderful King.” Sobs choked him, but he didn't move away. “I think they would have liked you more than me, actually.” A broken laugh tumbled out of her and Sam reached for her cheek, brushing at the tears there. “You are such a wonderful Queen, my love. Such a wonderful Queen. And your people? They’re going to love you. They already do.”

Celaena inhaled shakily, or maybe it was Aelin, but Sam didn't care, not as long as she was here, not so long as she was still herself.

“I never told you- how I felt.” Sam no longer fought his tears. “But I loved you, and I think a part of me might always love you.” “I'd be honored.” Sam breathed, stroking her hair as her eyes closed in an attempt to remain composed.

“Maybe you were my mate, and I never knew it.” At that, Sam finally laughed. “Oh baby, you know that's not true. He’s your mate. You know it too. You just don't want to admit it yet. And that's okay.” He smiled. “He’ll wait for you. And you’ll wait for him. I know you will. And the two of you are going to rattle the stars.”

“Maybe I’ll see you in the Afterworld and then I’ll know for sure. But until then… until then I’ll miss you, and I’ll wish you were here.” Sam smiled. “I’ll be waiting. You can count on that.” She did not apologize, and Sam did not expect her to. He did not want her to. 

She stood, and Sam remained seated. Watched as she dried her tears, lifted her face to the sun. 

He had sensed the male the second he had stepped into the graveyard. Celaena noticed him too, turning. “He was-” “I know who he was to you.” The male returned quietly. Quickly. Saving her from having to explain. To go through the pain she had just settled again. The male held out a hand. Not for her hand, Sam noted with a smile, but for a stone. He watched, silent, as something on Celaena's face shuddered, as he placed the small, smooth, stone onto the gravestone next to hers.

“You’re going to kill Arobynn tonight, aren't you?” the male asked, with an insightfulness Sam appreciated.

“After the dinner. When he’s gone to bed. I’m going back to the Keep to end it.” Sam’s heart broke for her, for what she was doing for him, but he knew she would do it whether or not he said he needed it. And besides, it was as much for her as it was for him.

“And the Amulet of Orynth?” Sam knew, vaguely, what they discussed, but he was more concerned about her. “An Endgame, but also a distraction.” She looked out across the Avery, sunlight dancing in her hair.

“You’re ready to do it?” The male asked, with a gentle and supportiveness that sealed the deal for Sam. Celaena looked back at him, at the stone, and at the patch of grave where his body rested, and Sam swore she was looking right at him as she spoke.

“I have no choice but to be ready.” 

They left, then, together. The male so close to her that they almost tripped, but Sam was glad for his closeness. For his support. And he sat there, on his grave, watching Celaena Sardothien walk away. The way he always had. The way he always would. Sam smiled. “Rattle the stars for me, my love.”

[jacksdreams]

Just imagining Feyre painting Sam for the Queen of Terrasen, after gently asking to glimpse the memory. No power, no politics. Just one High Lady honoring the grief of another queen, returning to her a boy lost too soon, smiling like he still had forever.

[maverickgalathynius]

Throne of glass head cannons I wholeheartedly believe and you can’t convince me otherwise

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• Aelin essentially became a wyrdkey at a certain point due to her knowledge of the wyrdmarks and her skill of using them to be able to open portals to other worlds (hell realm from CoM) with the addition of having a goddesses power

• Aelin would’ve had matching hand burns with Az bad Maeve not rebuilt her completely

• Aelin bound her life to Fenrys to save him which means someday when Aelin dies so will Fenrys

• If Sam had survived Rowan still would’ve waited for Aelin

•Aelin is Ambidextrous due to when she had to break her right hand when she was with Arobynn

•Bryce and Aelin share a title ‘The Queen who walked between worlds

• Aelin also gained another name where she was referred to as ‘Queen of the Underworld’ bc of her murder streak and success in war

• Eva just calls Aelin her aunt bc Aelin and Aedion act so much like siblings instead of cousins that Eva just got the impression they were brother and sister at one point and even after being corrected it just kind of stuck that she called her her aunt

• there have been several occasions for when Aedion points at Lysandra and says that’s his wife to a stranger but Lysandra is in her ghost leopard form so Aedion just looks crazy

• when Celaena was in the dungeons after Nehemiah’s death she was only drinking the drug infused water bc she hopes that there would be just enough sedatives in there to kill her

• you cannot convince me Celaena and Nehemia didn’t kiss each other at least once romantically

• when Aelin uses her magic and flames form in her hands or something she’s directly touching, the veins leading up to her wrist start to faintly glow a golden color like her fire bc her magic ‘flows directly through her veins’.

•Same with her eyes where she can do the thing Nesta did and make her flame appear in her eyes where the golden ring is when she wants

•Imagine how it would be if death in the TOG world was similar to how death was believed to be in Ancient Greece where if the death was not acknowledged through a burial of some sorts or prayers sent up for the dead then the soul would forever be tied to the living world and not allowed to pass on, and then Celaena would just always be residing by Sam or Nehemia’s graves for the rest of eternity bc no one, not even Aelin thought to truly acknowledged that she was dead bc Aelin didn’t think it was possible for Celaena to become her own person after she died and everyone else didn’t like Celaena enough to try it

• it’s possible that Aelin has two carrenems, bc we know Rowan is one of them but we saw in the part where her and Dorian killed the king both of their magics worked together in a similar way, so it’s possible Dorian could also have a similar kind of thing with her but the reason it’s partly different is bc he’s human and doesn’t have some of the advanced abilities fae do.

•I fully believe that Aelin and Manon treat Elide like a divorced parents kid, Manon and the witches get her on the weekends, Aelin and her court get her on the weekdays

•friendly reminder that Gavriel could’ve used his magic to hold back the valg while he went through the gate but decided to stay behind because he couldn’t live thinking his son hated him

• I feel like Aelin has one small scar that survived Maeve and it’s a small scar on her cheek (which would’ve been covered by the mask) that she got from Arobynn absolutely back handing her and she got cut by a ring on his finger

• I can image Aelin being absolutely shit at social cues because Arobynn raised her practically separate from other people for the first few years apart from training with the other assassins in the guild sometimes and when he’d send her on assignments. Rowan realized that quickly and whenever they are in a situation where she’s not picking up certain looks or gestures Rowan just sends down the bond a little reminder to help her

•friendly reminder that Aelin’s fingers were slightly crooked in places before Maeve took her

•We also always had foreshadowing that Elide would end up with lorcan bc Anneith always is protecting Elide and whispering to her, Anneith is the consort to Hellas, and Hellas blessed Lorcan

•I feel like a core memory for manon would be when Lysandra threw up valg guts on lorcan

•I can imagine Aelin going to Rowan asking if he can cut into her back and pull out shards of iron that got caught in her skin bc Yrene was busy and then Rowan just being like a dear in headlights at the request so manon just strolls up and uses her nail like a scalpel and prying out shards of iron that Aelin’s Fae healing couldn’t get out bc Manon is fr a girls girl

•A reminder that when Aelin ran for the wall when she was “escaping” Endovier and when she was “escaping” from Carin. She never planned on escaping either, she planned to have them kill her so she could insure they’d never see her break

•Manon if she could use the internet:

If my boyfriend turns into a girl and I have sex with him does that make me queer?

•If memory works the same for the Fae as they do for humans Aelin will eventually forget what Sam looked like and what his voice sounded like

• After Celaena was sent to Endovior she lost the sheet music Sam gave her and she’s constantly guilty because it was the only gift from him she had apart from his clothes in their flat

•Rowan is Aelin’s mate.

But Sam was Celeanas

•I feel like when Lysandra get into an argument with Aedion and then when Aedion says some stupid shit she just shifts into his body and repeats what he said in a sarcastic/mocking tone

•When lorcan bound him and Elides life together instead of making him have a mortal lifespan it made her have an immortal life span.

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Anyway that’s all for now, sorry for the shit grammar I didn’t proofread

[highladyofterrasen7]

Me when Celaena turned out to be Aelin

I’m spamming this meme

[acourtofquestions]

“Happy July 9th to those who celebrate” also known as “go cry in a corner Samlaena stans”😅😭because I don’t know about y’all but Last Kiss💜gets me🩶every🖤dang time☠️

[livingfandomly]

I’ll be so honest rn, I didn’t expect the ending to hurt like that. I knew it was coming but the way she’s written Haymitch’s absolute despair, his delirium, the way both these events happened… I genuinely don’t know how I wouldn’t crumble and never get back up. I also don’t know how I survived just reading that because I was sobbing so horrifically.

[acourtofgalathynius]

the sjm universe effect

[beaofterresan]

these keep getting worse.

[lyriawhitethornnomore]

Sarah J Maas and her beloved Rowaelin

So… long time ago I was sitting in my room relaxing, when I found an interesting post on Instagram. The creator of this post goes by a nickname @yaz.the.bookish

[eerna]

Love how we all agree that Sam was the only acceptable SJM love interest and ofc he gets killed off💀💀

I was so surprised!!!!! I was fully expecting him to be as bad as the rest!!!!! But his status as the fridged wife grants him the freedom to be more tolerable than his living counterparts. He is kind, he is thoughtful, there is a well established reason why the two of them would love each other, he calls Aelin out for her bullshit but also supports her, he respects sex workers and women in general way more than Aelin ever did... RiP Sam you could have never survived as a SJM love interest because your dick size was never important