“ i never said that. you just don’t strike me as one not dauntless enough to take matters into your own hands and invite whichever lord you’d like to dance. ” perhaps he’d thought it once, but celaena sardothien, muderous as her reputation painted her as, had turned out to behave not so differently from a court-raised lady. perhaps that would raise questions about her past later, but for now, chaol’s thoughts were definitely elsewhere. amber eyes stared into her own, something like surprise fleeting but obvious on his face. “ why try to catch my eye, celaena ? we’re already stuck together. ” not i’m stuck with you, but this — inconsciously referring to her as someone who, in the end, was in the same situation as he.
She wrinkles her nose at all. Celaena Sardothien may be an ASSASSIN, but she was still a woman, and she wasn’t above lingering around the dance floor as men stared at her with too wide eyes. Besides, if she was being HONEST with herself for once, she quite LIKED dancing with the captain of the guard. “ Perhaps I’m trying to win you over in order to escape this ridiculous competition. ” Celaena tips her head back and laughs, golden hair sweeping against her back.“ Besides, all the available suitors are either old or incredibly DISPLEASING to the eye. ”
A small grin oversees the king’s lips as he sits back upon his chair – in the mist of completing a task of his own when the letter he sent was tossed in his direction. She did have a small touch for drama in which he was most amused by, yet his look seemed quite the contrary “You will do as your told” he snapped back in return, hues adverting in her direction as he proceeded to instruct her of the small obstacle that stood in his way “I have your next mission – one that will require information followed by a slow, painful death” it was her specialty after all. And no one did it better than her.
It took all of Celaena Sardothien’s control not to hurl one of her many hidden daggers at him. Damn his mother for hiring her and using her to DISPOSE of their enemies behind closed doors and damn the BLOOD MONEY that filled her pockets ( even if it did pay very handsomely ) The assassin gives a lazy eye roll while crossing her arms over her chest.
“ Say your piece and what you want and be done with it. I’d like to get a decent amount of sleep at some point. ”
He chuckles as he traces his finger along her jawline. “Mmm,” He bites his lip in careful consideration, “I’m not exactly sure yet. I’m debating between the two.”
Ashryver eyes flicker to his hand on her skin, then back up to his SMOLDERING gaze. A slow smirk slides onto her lips at that. “ Oh ? Perhaps I can help you make up your mind. ”
so yes you are correct; this is a bias list. it’s not for a milestone ( although i am close to my next one ) this is literally and quite simply because i wish to give to love to the people that over this summer - that was extremely stressful for me due to a variety of reasons, namely being the two surgeries && then the few complications that came with that - that have made the summer much easier to cope with && have provided something to do other than mope. which includes either ooc conversations, writing with me - or just your writing in general. this is for everyone that has made the days a little brighter, even if i only started talking to you yesterday.
don’t even ask me how this happened, i have no idea and i’m very certain that you’re all lost but i’m still keeping you! you can’t escape now *adorable evil laughter* I hit my first milestone yesterday and I’m so happy and so humbled <3 thank you so SO much for following me and for all the love. it truly means a lot to me! i know i’m not mutuals with all my followers but you mean a lot to me (you’re not just a number) <3
so as a thank you here’s a tiny bias list. thanks again. be awesome. take care of yourselves and stay hydrated <3
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“ the more you mention that name, the more ridiculous i find it. we definitely need to meet ren allsbrook so he can tell me what’s the domain’s actual name. or rename it ourselves. i don’t know— anyway, when evangeline’s going to end up inheriting it, i’m sure she would prefer something more generic. ” she could hold her ground with knives, arobynn had ensured that much. ( perhaps he simply didn’t want the girl he claimed as his hurt by anyone who wasn’t himself. ) her own body was as much of a weapon as any blade, and she’d never found herself interested in swords…until now. “ it’s not a priority. i can definitely handle myself with other weapons, beginning with these, ” lysandra countered, tapping a perfectly manicured finger against her lips. “ but as soon as you get some time, i’m willing to learn. ”
the former courtesan gave a playful bow, seconds before turning into a sparrow and flying off. (did she enjoy showing off ? very much. especially when rowan was around to watch her bird herself away. ) besides, it was faster than climbing several flights of stairs, and the little girl soon joined them all the same, hurrying the staircase while adjusting the hood of her lemon cloak over her head, even as her mistress pushed one of the courtyard’s doors open, a satchel tied over her shoulders. “ you don’t need that, ” lysandra whispered, gently pulling it off. “ your’e beautiful. and if someone gives you shit for it, ” she added after a moment’s thought, “ just tell me what they look like. they’ll piss themselves out of fear later. ” evangeline chuckled, letting the older girl lift her up to settle her down on the horse they’d ride. “ you gonna come, whitethorn ? ” she called, heaving herself up into the saddle. “ actually, no, forget what i said. girls’ day out only. ”
REN. By the Wyrd, Ren Allsbrook. He had stayed in her apartment in Rifthold before everything had went to HELL. Thankfully, Chaol had had enough sense to send him back to Terrasen before she’d arrived. Though, a small COWARDLY part of her was thankful that she hadn’t had to face him there, to show him who she truly was and have him SPIT in her face for it. Now that magic was free, and she was home, she wondered how he would react to her now.
Aelin flashed the former courtesan a truly WICKED grin. “ Oh, I don’t doubt it for a second. It’s all of us that probably need to be protected from you. You can take us all down in whatever form you choose. ” She laughs as Lysandra flies away momentarily. If anyone ever said a FOUL word about her new friend or Evangeline, she wouldn’t hesitate to slide a BLADE through their throat.“ As much as he disagrees, I told him to stay behind. ” She smirks in his direction, practically hearing him growling in return before mounting her horse. Spurring her horse into a walk, she turns to Evangeline with a wink.“ I’m quite excited to see you in ACTION. ”
OBVIOUSLY THE WOMAN was not pleased by his queries yet he cared little for that. She was the stranger, she was the one intruding from seemingly NOWHERE (just a strange light that flashed and disappeared just as suddenly). If she believed him naive enough to fall for her diversions, the woman was mistaken.
❝ You just arrived, I’ve been here for long; and I asked first. ❞ Rhaegar stated the facts.
Whoever she is, by how she describes the place as if just discovering it, lets the silver prince know that she’s a foreigner. Or at least, someone not familiar with this place, which in itself means she’s not from around. Many who live here know of the ruined castle of Summerhall and that it is abandoned. Just as many know him too.
❝ This place belonged to my family thus I know quite well that it is abandoned, and that only I visit it. Again I ask, who are you and where did you come from? ❞ He repeated the question, stepping closer towards the woman though still keeping considerable distance.
Aelin lets a long SIGH escape from her, pinching the bridge of her nose. Damn her curiosity for opening that Wyrdgate and falling right through it to god knows where. Though she couldn’t keep up this CHARADE for much longer, that much was true. She would have to play at this GAME in order to learn what she needed to know.
“ Aelin. ” She says after a short while. It was strange saying her name aloud, to a stranger who didn’t automatically recognize those Ashryver eyes and place her for the infamous FIRE-BREATHING BITCH-QUEEN.“ I’m from Terrasen, a continent in Erilea. ”
She lowers her arms to her side, though keeps the DAGGER clutched in her palm should this man try anything. If was EFFORT for her got to throw it right at his beautiful face, like she might have done once. But she needed answers.
This is a roleplay blog for AELIN ASHRYVER GALATHYNIUS from Sarah J. Maas' Throne of Glass book series. I have no affiliation with Sarah J. Maas, Emilia Clarke, or anyone else. This is simply a private and independent roleplay blog and will be predominantly BOOK BASED; I have verses for every book.
II. SPOILERS
ARE NOT TAGGED. I am completely up to date on all of Sarah J. Maas' books, including the ACOTAR books. Spoilers will not be tagged for either and will be heavily present on this blog. So, if you're currently in the middle of reading the books and don't want anything spoiled, refrain from here for a little while! :)
III. SELECTIVITY
This blog is PRIVATE which means that I will only write with mutuals. This includes all starter calls, plotting calls, open posts, etc. unless specifically stated otherwise. However, memes, including in character or out of character, are open to everyone all the time, uncluding non-mutuals!
I also ask that the IM feature be kept for mutuals only, even though it is open to the public just in case. Additionally, my skype, kik, snapchat, whatever, is open to mutuals upon request.
IV. FOLLOWING
That being said, I will not follow everyone back. I will most likely not follow back duplicates of Aelin. Just because I do not follow back, does not mean that I 'hate' your blog. I like to keep my dash clean and organized; however, if you really want to interact, you can always shoot me a message with a specific plot idea in mind in order to change my mind. Additionally, it may just take me a while to follow back because I like to take my time to read through people's rules and look through their blog. Please do not repeatedly follow and unfollow me in order to get my attention, because I do notice and it does annoy me.
V. MULTI-EVERYTHING
Yes! This blog is multi-ship, multi-verse, and everything inbetween because crossovers are actually my favorite thing in the entire world. I'm a sucker for building ALL KINDS of relationships. And I do mean all kinds: childhood friends, neighbours who hate each other, longtime rivals, ex-roommates, friends from enemy families... you name it. If you've any interesting ideas for our muses, let's exchange Skypes or use the IM feature to scream headcanons at each other all night
For shipping, I do ask that the CHEMISTRY be there first and that we have been interacting for a while beforehand. This includes regular conversations between muns, as those build relationships without even having to write a thread. Honestly, just shoot me a message if you're interacted.
VI. NSFW AND TRIGGERS
Will be present on this blog. This includes sexual content, gore, dark themes and other possible triggers. I personally do not have any triggers but if we write together and something I post bothers you, feel free to send me a message and I will try to tag everything accordingly. Otherwise, the only tag I will be using will be 'nsfw'. I am over 21 years old, and I do not mind writting smut, though it is not my first priority unless we have been writing together for a while. I do not smut with minors, and I will check if our threads seem to be going in that direction. However, I'm also open to just fading to black or time skipping regardless of age.
VII. WRITING LENGTH
Will vary. Please never feel obligated to match my length. I will always perfer quality over quantity. Especially if our threads start getting extremely long, because I know those can be hard to keep going. So, as long as you give me something to work with, and vise versa, I will be more than happy.
VIII. OOC
My name is NINA and I'm from the United States, with my timezone being Eastern Standard Time. I'm a university student majoring in cell molecular biology with the intention of going to Physician Assistant School. I have a part-time job. I'm an equestrian and have been riding horses since I was a child, traveling all over the country for competitions! Roleplaying is my guilty pleasure I hope you decice to stick around. :)
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FIREHEART
YOUNG! Living in the palace of Orynth, Terrasen, Aelin Galathynius is the princess and heir to the throne. Reckless and wild with her magic, she has a habit of starting unwanted fires, which has stricken her with fear. Her cousin and betrothed, Aedion Ashryver, has been her best friend and by her side through thick and thin. Aelin spends her days learning to control her magic and how to properly rule her country one day.
THERE'S ALWAYS SOMETHING STYLISH IN BEING UTTERLY WICKED
Pre-Throne of Glass verse, based around the ASSASSINS BLADE NOVELLAS. Celaena Sardothien is Adarlan’s most feared assassin. As part of the Assassin’s Guild, she’s sworn to her master, Arobynn Hamel, yet Celaena listens to no one and trusts only her fellow killer for hire, Sam. Sent on daring missions in order to use and hone her skills, they take her from remote islands to hostile deserts, where she fights to liberate slaves and avenge tyranny. But by acting on her own terms, will Celaena truly free herself from her master, or will she suffer an unimaginable punishment for such treachery?
YOU WERE COLD, AS THE BLOOD THROUGH YOUR BONES
THRONE OF GLASS. Based off Book 1. In a land without magic, where the king rules with an iron hand, Celaena, an assassin, is summoned to the castle. She comes not to kill the king, but to win her freedom. If she defeats twenty-three killers, thieves, and warriors in a competition, she is released from prison to serve as the king’s champion. Living under the name Lillian Gordiana, a common jewel theif, in order to protect her true identity as Adarlan's Assassin.
SO GIVE ME HOPE IN THE DARKNESS
CROWN OF MIDNIGHT! Based off Book 2. Bold, daring, and lethal, assassin Celaena Sardothien won the brutal contest to become his CHAMPION. Being King's Champion means doing his dirty work and taking care of his enemies behind the scenes. Yet Celaena is far from loyal to the crown. She hides her secret vigilantly; she knows that the man she serves is bent on evil. Keeping up the deadly charade becomes increasingly difficult when Celaena realizes she is not the only one seeking justice.
FOR ALL MY SWEAT, MY BLOOD RUNS WEAK
HEIR OF FIRE! Based on Book 3. Celaena Sardothien has survived deadly contests and shattering heartbreak—but at an unspeakable cost. Lost and broken, Celaena’s only thought is to avenge the savage death of her dearest friend. But she must instead travel to a new land to confront her darkest truth, a truth about her heritage that could change her life—and her future—forever. Meanwhile, brutal and monstrous forces are gathering on the horizon, intent on enslaving her world. To defeat them, Celaena must find the strength to not only fight her inner demons but to battle the evil that is about to be unleashed. If she can overcome them, she will be Adarlan’s biggest threat—and his own deadliest enemy.
MY HEART IS GOLD AND MY HANDS ARE COLD
QUEEN OF SHADOWS! Based off Book 4. At last returned to the empire—for vengeance, to rescue her once-glorious kingdom, and to confront the shadows of her past, Celaena has returned to Rifthold as Aelin Ashryver Galathynius, the rightful Queen of Terrasen. She has returned to save her cousin, seek revenge on all those who hurt her, save her dearest friend and Crown Prince, and save her people that are enslaved to the brutal king.
THROW ME TO THE WOLVES AND I WILL RETURN LEADING THE PACK
EMPIRE OF STORMS! Based off Book 5. The long path to the throne has only just begun for Aelin Galathynius. Loyalties have been broken and bought, friends have been lost and gained, and those who possess magic find themselves at odds with those don’t. As the kingdoms of Erilea fracture around her, enemies must become allies if Aelin is to keep those she loves from falling to the dark forces poised to claim her world. With war looming on all horizons, the only chance for salvation lies in a desperate quest that may mark the end of everything Aelin holds dear.
**DISCLAIMER: included in every one of my AU's is the option to have Aelin land in their world via Wyrdgate, ie. magical portal, if my existing background does not work for a specific plot idea. Please let me know if you would be interested in this option instead! Everything will still be tagged in the appropriate verse tag.
DRIPPING LIKE A SATURATED SUNRISE.
MODERN AU! 1) The Fae had always been living amongst the humans. Able to shift between their Fae form and their animal form, Aelin is lucky enough that hers happens to be human. As their supernatural culture has been hidden from the mortals for thousands of years, a secret world filled with many other fairytales lives within, only visible to those born into it, or granted access by another immortal. This verse is a play on how supernatural creatures are added into worlds similar to the vampire diaries, teen wolf, true blood, etc. In order to keep her royal Fae heritage a secret while in her human form, she goes by Celaena.
2) Aelin Galathynius is completely human, born into a weathly family with a reputation and world renowned corporation. After her parents were killed at a young age, she is taken in by a close family friend, Arobynn Hamel, who raises her to be the heir to the family name and titles ( through the way he wants it run ) she is merely his pawn until curiosity gets the better of her. She attends a prestigious buisness school and plays the pianoforte.
ACOTAR! Terrasen, an old and ancient kingdom in the North, was once a part of the Courts of Prythian before the war against Hybern desolated the land and slaughtered its people. Aelin Galathynius, the only serviving royal and heir, disappeared and was thought to be dead. For the sake of this verse, imagine that Erilea is in one hemisphere of the world, while Prythian and Hybern are in the other. Rebuilding her country after traveling through hell and back, Aelin travels to the other continents in order to forge alliances for the many wars to come.
RED QUEEN! Heir to Terrasen, Aelin is sent to Norta in order to forge an alliance between the Burner Prince and the Fire-Breathing Bitch-Queen. Aelin finds their continent strange, how the difference in blood can cause such a rift in the social classes. Betrothed to Cal Calore, Aelin makes it her mission to learn as much as she can about this kingdom and how to help liberate it.
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REIGN! Aelin Ashryver Galathynius was born a princess to the royal family in Bavaria. This verse follows the canon events that affect her and leave her family dead, leading her to becoming one of the greatest assassins on the continent. After being caught for trying to take down the head of a drug cartel, she was sent away. However, when the threats at the royal castle in France grew, the Queen Catherine herself freed and hired Celaena to come to court in order to PROTECT herself and her family, most importantly the new King of France. Posing as a mere High Born invited to stay at court, no one knows of the secrets lurking in the shadows, and the assassin that keeps them company.
Under Construction.
“Aelin had PROMISED herself, months and months ago, that she would not pretend to be anything but what she was. She had crawled through DARKNESS and blood and despair-she had survived.”
ABOUT
Titles: Adarlan’s Assassin; the King’s Champion; Royal Champion of Adarlan; Princess of Terrasen, later Queen of Terrasen; Queen of the Underworld; Queen of Assassins; Fire-Breathing Bitch-Queen
Also Known As: Celaena Sardothien, Lillian Gordaina; Aelin Ashryver Galathynius; Elentiya; Fireheart
Age: 16/17 (Novellas); 18 (Throne of Glass/Crown of Midnight); 19 (Heir of Fire)
Appearance: Golden hair, blue/gray eyes lined with a brilliant ring of gold, beautiful features, and a muscular yet curvy figure.
Culture: Erilea/Terrasen
Race: Fae (able to switch form between Fae and human)
Magic Type: Fire (in the form of Turqouise flames) with a “drop of water”
Aelin Ashryver Galathynius was born to Rhoe and Evalin Galathynius, the then King and Queen of Terrasen, in Orynth, Terrasen on May 3rd. For the first eight years of her life she lived as the crown princess and sole heir to the throne of Terrasen. It was expected of her to marry Aedion Ashryver, her cousin and confidante, to solidify the family’s claim to the throne. Her Fae heritage - she is completely Fae - afforded her some magical ability, in particular control over fire. It is this ability that led her to burn down part of the royal library, and encouraged a deep-seated fear of her Fae magic and heritage for most of her life so far. It is revealed in Heir of Fire that she encountered Dorian Havilliard as a child while his parents were on a state visit to Terrasen.
One night, the King of Adarlan decided to overthrow one of his major political opponents - the royal family of Terrasen. Aelin discovered the deaths of her parents when she climbed into their bed; she woke up to a maid’s screams and a bed filled with blood. The actions of the maid in facilitating her escape allowed Aelin to survive the massacre and bide her time. The King of Adarlan cemented his rule over Erilea by promoting across the country the deaths of the Terrasen nobility, all the while unaware of the survival of the heir. Arobynn Hamel, King of the Assassins, found Aelin half frozen and half dead on the banks of the Avery River outside the palace. He offered her a choice; to stay with him and be trained as an assassin, or to be cast off in the streets. Aelin chose the former and became an assassin, killing her first target at the age of nine. She was restyled as Celaena Sardothien to hide her true identity.
Celaena trained at the Assassin’s Keep in Rifthold, and it was here that she spent the majority of her life following the deaths of her parents. However, she was captured after attempting to exact revenge on Jayne and Farran for murdering her lover Sam Cortland. As a result, she was sent to the salt mines of Endovier and sentenced as a slave to reside there for the remainder of her life. She spent a total of one year in the mines before Dorian Havilliard removed her to compete for the title of Adarlan’s Assassin.