#Aelin and Rowan

[court-of-secrets]

the best fantasy dynamic will always be a woman who is a weapon and the man who is her shield

[aelinlvr]

happy birthday to my most beloved character ever, you continue to inspire me everyday💋

[jamieanddomaremyjacelightwood]

Rowans just like nah I don't want Aelin..2 seconds later carries her to his bed, makes her stay in bed for days. Holds her hands...yeah you want her. You even let her talk about hypothetical situations! Slow burn.....

Also, he remembered she had freckles. 😭🤷‍♀️

[fenrysmoonbeamswife]

I can't understand people who try to compare Rowan to Rhysand, or Cassian, because he punched Aelin. I can see where the comparison comes from to some extent but I'm sorry, it's not the same. And it's usually just a lazy way of trying to downplay what Rhysand has done, but still

• Rhysand harms everyone around him, particularly girls and women, for his own gain both physically and emotionally and that includes his mate, the girls and women he rules over and his sister in law. Rowan does not repeatedly harm the people around him and he never hurts someone, other than enemies, for his own gain. Aelin said that she understood why the fae were massacred, in their world that's the equivalent to saying you agree with the holocaust, and Rowan punched her for it and honestly I would have done the exact same*

• If the roles were reversed, if Rowan said that and Aelin hit him she would be a girlboss. The same can not be said for Feyre, Emerie and Nesta's situations. We already see proof of this with Nesta

• After this, Rowan doesn't hurt Aelin or anyone else other than enemies. Rhysand is continuously causing harm to innocents

• Rowan and Aelin had much less of a power and situational imbalance, Rowan was her mentor I do acknowledge that so there is a power imbalance of sorts but not even close to the same. They were both suffering and both lashed out at each other, Aelin even says that she was pushing him because she wanted him to react so if you want to go down the same route then is that reactive abuse from Rowan? Since she pushed him? No, you see that logic? Whereas Rhysand abuses his position of power and harms vulnerable and traumatized women and girls

*I'm not saying it's right, he shouldn't have punched her. What I'm saying is, it's not comparable. We clearly see Rowan is remorseful and Aelin is also remorseful for her part in it, because it was a two sided mistake. Rhysand's actions are one sided, he causes harm, and he does not repent or show sincere remorse. The one and only time he "apologizes" isn't even an apology, he never actually says he's sorry he just blabs on about his own trauma (but trauma isn't an excuse right?)

[sofiasjornal]

Rowan fell to his knees before her, putting his head in her lap as his arms wrapped around her waist. "I can't bear it, Aelin. I can't."

And with this I found that there’s a point when your body runs out of water and you can’t cry anymore 😭😭😭

[cheekashmeeka]

i have mixed feelings about seeing the ToG characters again, but the possibility of another ToG book/appearance happening long enough after KoA that all the mortal characters are dead...? that would kill me

elide, lorcan, dorian (?), lysandra, chaol, yrene, etc.

all dead 😁

[sarahjswift]

Anyone have angsty Rowaelin fics? (Jealousy, etc) 😌😌😌

[acourtofquestions]

How is rowaelin already every romantic trope in one before they even have their first kiss?🫶😂👏

[harperbrynne]

Aelin and Rowan appearing in Prythian with several bags:

Rhys: You came from another world.

Aelin: Yes. *wipes sweat from forehead* We’ve been jumping from world to world for what feels like hours.

Rhys: And you are seeking refuge here?

Aelin: Oh, no, we’re looking to have a vacation. Is this the world to do it in?

[throneofglassfan]

Hey i love reading throne of glass and fourth wing fanfictions so pls tell me if you have some good and spicy fanfictions you would recommend. one of my personal favorite fanfiction writer is @mariaofdoranelle she is really good. i love tumblr

[sarcasticbookdragon]

[court-of-secrets]

I love them so much

[leiawritesstories]

over my heart

@throneofglassmicrofics August prompt: "Acceptance"

word count: 700

warnings: discussions of grief, tw: tattoo needles

*monty python narrator voice* and now for something completely different...enjoy!

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Except for the consultation, neither of them had spoken. Instead, the steady low thrum of the tattoo needle's buzzing filled the cool, dry air, covering the background hum of the shop's air conditioning. The sign in the window had been flipped to "CLOSED" hours ago, but after business hours was the only time Rowan had wanted to come in for his appointment.

It was easier if there was no one else around.

Over the phone, the tattoo artist had initially hesitated, but Rowan was a close friend and she understood his need to be alone. They had traded emails with her initial sketches based on his descriptions of what he wanted, and she'd finally refined the design to fit his vision and agreed to have him come in that quiet Thursday night. Although her shop faced one of the main streets of downtown Orynth, it was a few blocks away from the popular cluster of bars and late-night shops, so there were typically very few people who walked past the shop after dark.

His eyes were closed, and he breathed rhythmically but not too deeply as she worked, bent over his torso. It would be best if you didn't inhale too deeply, since the tattoo will be on your ribs, she'd explained. Her black-gloved hands were steady, and her bright blue eyes were focused sharply on the path of her tattoo needle as it traced precise lines into her client's skin. He'd barely moved since they finished the consultation and she prompted him to get comfortable for the tattoo, and she would have worried that he'd passed out if she didn't know Rowan Whitethorn better than that.

The man could be as impassive as granite when he wanted to be, and now was clearly one of those times. She couldn't blame him---many of her clients came to her for deeply emotional tattoos, and it had taken all of her restraint not to sob when Rowan had first reached out about this particular tattoo. After so many months of watching him draw further and further into himself, of wishing she or anyone else could reach out and pull him from the depths of his anger, his pleas, his bargaining, and his soul-cracking sorrow, it was a massive breath of relief when he'd asked her to ink him.

Lyria had cast her light over the bleakness of Rowan's past, and when that light blinked out, Aelin was afraid Rowan would never see brightness again.

Beneath her buzzing needle, his heart beat steadily, thudding a gentle counterpoint to the mechanical hum of her work. The strokes of the Old Terrasenian characters unfolded under her skilled hands, an epitaph sketched over Rowan's heart, as he'd requested. I need to carry her as close to me as possible; can you place the piece over my heart? The ink that scrolled over Aelin's own heart hummed, as if in reply, a finely spun thread of soul-deep understanding that connected her to him in his grief. She knew what it was like to lose someone who held the keys to her heart. If Rowan needed a tattoo to help him navigate the twisting path of loss (as she did), she considered it her honor to give him that piece of support.

After she set aside her tools, wiped antiseptic solution over Rowan's fresh tattoo, and carefully covered it in clear film, Aelin discarded her gloves and handed Rowan a small mirror. He angled it down so he could see the Old Terrasenian script over his heart, and the suggestion of a smile tugged at one corner of his lips as he read the words she's so carefully rendered.

Lyria, beloved light of my heart

Rowan handed Aelin the mirror and traced a fingertip lightly over the clear film protecting the fresh tattoo. Slowly, he sat up and reached for his shirt, pulling the worn cotton over his head with care. As he stood to leave, he met her eyes, and something that could have been understanding passed between them. His lips moved, the words so soft that she didn't properly hear them until after he'd left the shop and closed the bell-laden door behind him.

"Thank you."

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[curlycue216]

I did it. I read Crescent City. I have read all 16 books in the Sarah J Maas universe.

A Court of Thorns and Roses through-out 2023, before I started really logging what I was reading.

Throne of Glass from February to May 2024.

Crescent City from May 13 to May 27 2025.

I know there's at least one or two more ACOTAR books coming out, but this has been a journey, and I adored every single second of it. Except for the moments where she made me cry.

[autumnbabylon]

Rowaelin core

A beckoning gesture, too small for Maeve to note. For anyone to note— except for her. Except for the silent language between them, the way their bodies had spoken to each other from the moment they’d met in that dusty alley in Varese.

[sofiasjornal]

“Unleashing a cry that set the world trembling, Prince Rowan Whitethorn Galathynius, Consort of the Queen of Terrasen, began the hunt to find his wife.”

Empire of Storms; Sarah J Maas

This book has destroyed me…