seashade:

Chaol: okay okay think. where is somewhere Aelin would never go. 

Chaol: gotta get these people off her scent, throw ‘em off.

Chaol: she’s in Skulls Bay

*Thousands of miles away*

Aelin: *shivers*

Rowan: What is it?

Aelin: I don’t know, I just got the feeling that….. Chaol is being an idiot

aelinfireheart-shadowhunter:

When you’re in the middle of reading a really emotional scene but someone tries to talk to you

Originally posted by maga-master

jedibookshrikeofnorta:

Brain: you need new books

Me: I already have ten books I haven’t read yet

Brain: so?

Me: good point

just-shower-thoughts:

There is nothing worse than writing the right answer on an exam then erasing it to write a wrong one

(via just-shower-thoughts)

paekistan:

them: u can’t just cut away ppl like that

me: snip snip

(via i-put-the-homo-in-sexual)

just-shower-thoughts:

If the earth were flat cats would have pushed everything off it by now

(via just-shower-thoughts)

just-shower-thoughts:

The worst part of getting older is the slow loss of respect for certain family members you once admired.

(via just-shower-thoughts)

themaasofwar:

Part ½ | Part 2

“Rowan shifted and soared high on a fast, wicked wind of his own making, the glimmering sea sprawling to his right, the marshes a green-and-gray tangle to his left. Chaining the wind to him, swiftly catching up with his companions now flying down the coast, he committed her scent to memory, committed that flicker in the bond to memory.”

…

“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.”