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  • kingandfireheart
    18.06.2021 - 1 day ago

    Okay I'm not even mad about Show Me Everything Lorcan anymore. We were truly robbed of all Elorcan firsts other than their kiss in the Salt Marshes.

    What about the first time Elide came back to the room in Anielle to sleep?

    What about the night after they left Vernon? What about the first time Lorcan had to wake her from a nightmare?

    What about when Lorcan helps Elide up onto a horse? Do they ride together?

    What about the first time Lorcan pulls Elide into his lap? Or the first time Elide kisses him in front of their friends?

    What about Fenrys giving them shit about changing tent assignments because they get their own now? Or how he's the only single one in their court?

    What about Rowan giving Lorcan a look because he is just as much of a wife simp as Rowan is?

    I need more Elorcan always

    #elorcan #show me everything lorcan #lorcan salvaterre#elide lochan #throne of glass series #kingdom of ash #in case anyone is wondering i have read like 90% of the elorcan tag on ao3 #and its still not enough
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  • sydneymack
    18.06.2021 - 1 day ago

    Lorcan and Elide - Throne of Glass

    Artist: @mellendraws

    #elorcan#elide lochan#lorcan salvaterre #lord lorcan lochan #tog #throne of glass #sjmaas
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  • lord-of-perranth
    18.06.2021 - 1 day ago

    She’d offered him a home in Perranth knowing he’d be a dishonored male. Offered him a home with her.

    – KOA, 5

    Home. This, with him. This was home, as she had never had. For however long they might share it.

    – KOA, 87


    #elorcan makes me so fucking unstable #elorcan #lorcan x elide #elide lochan#lorcan salvaterre#lorcan lochan #lord lorcan lochan #kingdom of ash #koa #sarah j maas #sjm#tog #throne of glass #throne of glass series #throne of glass quotes
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  • roaataqi
    17.06.2021 - 1 day ago

    Ok but what are the Throne of glass Characters birthdays?

    #throne of glass #tog chaol #sam x celaena #celaena sardothien#aelin galythinius#rowan whitethorn #rowan x aelin #dorian x sorscha #dorian havilliard #dorian x manon #chaol westfall #chaol x dorian #chaol x celaena #lorcan salvaterre #elide x lorcan #elide lochan#lady elide#book#booktok#yrene westfall #chaol x yrene #yrene towers #nesryn x sartaq #aedion x lysandra #aedion ashryver
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  • positivewitch
    17.06.2021 - 2 days ago
    “They have made you into monsters. Made, Manon. And we feel sorry for you.”
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  • discorrdiia
    17.06.2021 - 2 days ago

    Lorcan: Don't let another person ruin your day.


    Lorcan: Ruin your own damn day.

    Elide: *concerned*

    #tog#incorrect tog #incorrect tog quotes #lorcan#elide #lord lorcan lochan #elide lochan#elorcan #elide x lorcan
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  • cecily1113
    16.06.2021 - 2 days ago

    U know, I am still expecting Aelin Galathynius to fall through our world.

    Yes, that is why I’m constantly staring out at the window.

    #rowan x aelin #aelin of the wildfire #rowan whitethorn #throne of glass #kingdom of ash #elide x lorcan #lord lorcan lochan
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  • acciowests
    16.06.2021 - 2 days ago

    Throne of Glass Masterlist


    Nightmares and Storytelling

    A Queen, A Pirate and A Witch

    Wrapped Up

    September 19th

    Silent Zoom Calls NSFW

    All Yours NSFW

    A Grinch and his Reindeer

    First Baby Headcanons

    Welcomed Interruptions

    Somebody Else & Somebody To You

    The Breakfast Club


    Succumb To Me

    Bathtubs and Tonics

    The Three Amigos

    Only The Best NSFW

    From Lorcan With Love

    Last First Kiss

    Little Princess Lochan

    Early Arrivals

    Dad vs Dinosaur

    Real Reward

    Bubbles and Baked Goods


    Crayons and Cookies

    Earned It NSFW

    Reblogs are appreciated!

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  • manonslayme
    16.06.2021 - 2 days ago

    The bottom bitch is really the top bitch

    Part 2


    Manon was miserable. Her head ached,as did her entire body,and she had coughed herself sore. Manon couldn't deny it anymore,though she wanted to. She was sick. Disgusting sick.

    It had started with only a few coughs and,ignoring the worried looks of her grandmother, assured her court that it wasn't anything to worry about. It was something to worry about. She had only gotten sicker as time past, until her grandmother put her foot down and told Manon that she had to rest,at least until she felt better. That was 4 days ago. 4 restless days ago.

    The healers hadn't found anything life threatening and suspected that it was because Manon had left it untreated for so long. So now she was laying in bed trying to figure out how she could sneak past her sentries guarding her room, to at the very least walk around.

    Just as she has sat up she was startled by loud knocking on her door. "Hello?" She croaked out as she lay back down defeated"You have a visitor my queen." Manon groaned " Send them in." Manon's mood was instantly brighter as her witching walked through the door. "El-" Manon cut herself off in a flurry of coughs. Elide sat on the edge of her bed and held her hand to her forehead. "Your heads burning." She said worryingly, moving over to look at Manon's nearby bedstand.

    "I'm fine El," Manon reassured her "really." Elide threw her a look over her shoulder as she gathered the teapot and herbs that she(had ignored) had left on her desk after her healers had told her to drink it regularly to help with her throat. Manon rolled her eyes and watched as Elide moved around her room to make the tea, until she eventually finished and sat next to her,coaxing Manon to sit up to drink.

    Manon looked her over as she drank, gladly noticing how her skin had tanned and and she had gained some weight over time as her body adjusted to life not in her tower. "I've missed you witching, been a while since you've visited me,mh?" She set her tea cup down and leaned towards Elide,only to be stopped by a finger on her nose. "While I have missed you too, I dont want to get sick while I'm here to help you get better."

    She smiled as Manon frowned at her and flopped down onto her pillows and curled herself in her blanket, facing away from her. "Are you pouting now,?" Elide teased "because I wont give you a kiss?" Manon threw her a dirty look from where she was curled up.

    Elide rolled her eyes and coaxed Manon to turn over and face her. She leaned down and kissed her forehead "that's the best your getting till you get better." Manon smiled " Of course." Elide eyed her "I'm serious"

    "We'll see."

    Elide was not very serious and then had Manon to blame when she started to cough uncontrollably


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  • the-regal-warrior
    16.06.2021 - 3 days ago

    Stone and Steel: Part Three

    Summary: Lorcan Salvaterre. Hewn from stone, hard as stone. It’s all he’s heard his entire life - which was never easy. After taking a few years off so he could afford university, he’s finally starting his freshman year. He might be a little older, but nothing is going to stop him from changing his life, not even her.

    Elide Lochan. Heart of steel, nerves of steel. After everything she’s been through, university holds the key to her future, to making her life what she wants it to be. She knows what it’s like to struggle, to think her future might never actually be hers. She has no time for distractions, not even him.

    Warnings: Language, and Lorcan is quite the dick in this one. Also, brief mentions of Vernon being his terrible self.


    Fall Semester, Freshman Year.

    Breathing deeply and letting the early morning air fill her lungs, Elide slung her backpack onto one shoulder and locked her car. She took a look at all the buildings around her before starting toward the one that held her first college class - Fundamentals of Debate. Honestly, she thought eight o’clock on a Monday morning was far too cruel a time to have a public speaking class, but she just secured her headphones over her ears and kept walking. 

    Thankfully, the building was fairly close to the parking lot and it didn’t take her long to find her classroom. It also helped that move-in had been a week before classes started, giving her and Aelin an adequate amount of time to wander around the campus and explore the buildings so they had a fairly good idea of where their classes were. 

    That first week had been wonderful - an experience of freedom unparalleled by anything in her past. Though things had started looking up for her in recent months, getting to live with her best friend and have a life that was entirely her own was beyond anything she’d let herself dream of for a long time.

    Shaking off the thoughts that had started to get a little too loud in the back of her mind, Elide pushed open the door to her first classroom and took a seat in the first row. She wasn’t someone who needed to sit in the front, she just liked to be close to the door, which was in the front of the room, as it meant less walking and less strain for her ankle. Though she had her brace if the pain became too much, she liked having the freedom to wear whatever shoes she wanted - like the light blue high-top Chucks she’d picked out that morning, deciding they were the perfect match to her bright pink Ramones tee and denim skirt.

    Her habit of being early meant that she was one of the first ones in the room, and her closeness to the door meant that she could observe her fellow classmates as they walked in. Most of them barely paid any attention to her, and likewise she didn’t really give any of them more than a passing glance, until he walked in.

    Lorcan Salvaterre. 

    Her unpleasant, scowling neighbor.

    Though she’d hoped he would become more pleasant during their first week on campus, she’d struck out. He seemed to despise Aelin and her for no apparent reason, glaring at her and merely rolling his eyes when she tried to talk to him. After about five days, Elide had given up speaking to him unless she had to.

    Rowan, on the other hand, had been nothing but pleasant, and had become a good friend to her, though he seemed to be even closer with Aelin.

    Catching sight of her when he walked through the door, Lorcan just glared (typical) and stuck the earbud that had been dangling against his faded black shirt into his ear before he stalked to the only open seat left in the room, which happened to be directly behind hers. 


    Elide didn’t have long to think about the hulking presence behind her before the professor walked in and dropped her bag on the front table. “Good morning, class,” she greeted, offering them what appeared to be a sympathetic smile. “I know, I know, it’s early, and I’m sure most of you don’t like public speaking, but I like to think this won’t be a terrible experience.” She proceeded to introduce herself and hand out the class syllabus, giving them a few moments to read over the material.

    “In an effort to make this class more relatable,” the woman told them, “my class looks a little different from most public speaking classes. We’ll be using a variety of films to spark debates. For each film, you’ll be writing a brief speech arguing a point you think one of the characters was trying to make, unless it is the film assigned to you and your partner.” At the muffled grumbling that rose from the students around her, the professor let out a small chuckle. “Yes, well, you can’t have a debate by yourself. As I was saying, if it’s the film assigned to you, you and your partner will find something in the film to debate about, which you will then do in front of the class. Any questions?”

    From the back of the class, someone asked, “can we pick our own partners?”

    Again, the professor chuckled. “Unfortunately, partners are based on seats. Take note of what seat you’re in today, because that will be your seat for the semester. Those of you in rows one, three, and five, take a look behind you - and meet your new partner. Take some time to get to know one another, and I’ll be around with your film assignments.”

    Shutting her eyes and biting back a groan, Elide turned slowly in her seat (she was in row one), only to find Lorcan staring at her with a gaze she was sure would’ve been her demise if looks could actually kill. “Lorcan,” she greeted flatly, “it looks like we’ll be partners.”

    “Don’t expect me to be pleased about that.” Resting his elbows on his desk as he leaned forward, he clasped his fingers together, the sound of the many rings he wore clinking together momentarily distracting her. “I don’t need a spoiled brat like you getting in the way of a college degree.”

    His words stung, and Elide blinked in confusion for a moment (also to shake off the errant voice in her head that had whispered how hot it was that he wore rings). She’d gathered that Lorcan was older than her, older than Aelin and Rowan too, and she knew there had to be some reason for his late start, but that didn’t explain his hostility toward her. “What exactly is your problem with me?” she hissed.

    “You and that blonde roommate of yours are nothing but spoiled little princesses,” he stated, crossing his arms like he’d said everything he needed to.

    Checking to make sure their professor couldn’t overhear them, Elide leaned over his desk so he could hear her when she whispered, “what the fuck is that supposed to mean?”

    “It means,” Lorcan growled, leaning forward until there was less than six inches of space between his face and hers, “that I know your type. You get everything you want, mommy and daddy never saying no. You have everything easy in your life, you never have to worry about anything. You have a perfect life and you don’t take time to think about anyone other than yourself or what life might be like for others. That’s what it means.”

    Blinking, she recoiled from him, swallowing hard to keep her emotions in check. He didn’t even know her, had never even met her before last week, and yet he thought he could say such awful things. For a moment, she thought about telling him the truth of her life - that her parents had been killed in a car accident when she was eight, that she’d been sent to live with her father’s emotionally abusive and incredibly shitty brother who’d never given a damn about her and had only wanted her inheritance, that he was indirectly responsible for the pain she felt in her ankle, that she’d lived with him for ten long years until she turned eighteen and could go live with her mother’s cousin and her family - but she didn’t think he had any right to know, not after what he’d said. 

    Giving him the coldest look, one she’d learned from her cousin Manon, one that she knew terrified most people, she just said, “you don’t know the first thing about me, you ass.” Turning in her seat, she began going over the rules of the debate that were outlined in the syllabus as she waited for the professor to get to them. 

    She was also mentally berating herself for having ever thought anything about him was attractive. He was a dick and she wouldn’t waste any more brain space on him than what was strictly necessary.

    Having him as a partner would be absolute hell, but it was only one class. Elide could get through this. 

    She owed herself that much.


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  • book2sims
    16.06.2021 - 3 days ago

    Elide Lochan

    Elide Lochan | Heir of Fire (Throne of Glass Series) by Sarah J. Maas

    Described as:
    Has a pale, triangular face, onyx eyes, and long, thick midnight-black hair. She is curvy and has full breasts, but she flattens them by binding them with bandages to avoid attracting unwanted male attention. She is described as pretty; Lorcan describes her as beautiful. 

    “She had been forgotten—by everyone and everything. And still she had hoped.” -Lorcan on Elide


    More Throne of Glass here.

    #Throne of Glass #Sarah J. Maas #Elide Lochan#Lorcan Salvaterre#Elorcan#SJM#SJMaas#SJMFandom#TOG #Heir of Fire #Queen of Shadows #Empire of Storms #Kingdom of Ash #fantasy#ts4#sims 4#ya books #ya book characters #ya fantasy#Adarlan#Terrasen
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  • artemismel
    16.06.2021 - 3 days ago

    Celaena: I'm not telling you anything!

    Bad guy: We have our ways to make you talk... *pulls out knife*

    Bad guy: *cuts into a chocolate cake*

    Celaena: I want a piece.

    Bad guy: Sorry, this cake is for talkers only.

    *half an hour later*

    Celaena: *mouth full of third cake* and THEN-

    #celaena sardothien #throne of glass #sarah j maas #dorian havilliard#chaol westfall#aelin galythinius#rowan whitethorn#cake#adarlan's assasin #king of adarlan #terrasen#sjm#incorrect quote #incorrect throne of glass quotes #nehemia#kaltain rompier #lord lorcan lochan #elide lochan#manon blackbeak #queen of terrasen #queen of witches #queen of shadows #crown of midnight #hire of fire #kingdom of ash #aedion ashryver#lysandra#bastard queen
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  • hellasblessed
    16.06.2021 - 3 days ago

    Heartless - Chapter 2

    All your comments on this made me so happy hehe 😈

    When he woke up, Lorcan didn’t fully felt like himself. Something felt off. It was like a wall had been erected in his mind. He could sense it, feel the shape of it, the wrongness of it. But he couldn’t understand what it was.

    Lorcan sat up, looking around the room to find something unusual. But everything was as it was before he left for his last mission. He remembered now, making it into his private chambers late last night, and barely undressing before crashing in his bed. He couldn’t seem to grasp what the mission had been, but Lorcan wasn’t too worried. He had trouble with memories. Ever since Essar, Lorcan had gotten used to his brain repressing a lot of his life. And it was better that way, he guessed, less suffering. It got him able to focus on his missions, and his missions only. The rest wasn’t important.

    The only important thing in his life had been Essar, and she was no more. To this day still, Lorcan could barely bear to think of her. It was like a part of his soul was ripped out, again and again, everytime he remembered how he had been too late from the fatal blow the Fire Queen had dealt her.

    Essar had been his heart, and she’d been taken from him.


    Elide woke up deliciously numb. She stretched, not yet opening her eyes. It was a shame that Lorcan was already out of bed, though it wasn’t unusual. She knew he was probably already up and running, maybe making her breakfast. Her man always had trouble staying still. If she was lucky, she knew she’d be able to lure him back to bed.

    It was with only this thought in mind that she made her way to the kitchen. She was still sleepy, and she could tell her brain wasn’t out of its morning fog yet. She needed tea to help with it.

    So to say it was a surprise to see Hellas and Anneith in her kitchen instead of her mate was an understatement. It was then that she remembered yesterday’s events.

    She remembered coming home, only to see Maeve smirking at her and taking Lorcan away. Elide had understood the scene she’d stumble upon. That Lorcan had sworn the blood oath. But she couldn’t understand why exactly he did that.

    The despair she felt at the memories knocked her off her feet, and as she was falling, Hellas sent a rush of his power to cushion her fall. His power though, was so similar to Lorcan’s, that Elide recoiled. Her mate wasn’t here, and it wasn’t his dark smoke preventing her from falling.

    “Do not touch me,” she hissed.

    As soon as the words were said, Hellas’ power retracted from her. Elide sat on her kitchen floor, not being able to detangle all her feelings. The despair, the hurt, the pain, the confusion.

    It was Anneith who broke the silence first. “He’s okay, Elide.”

    Elide let out a joyless laugh, and got up. “He’s okay? Are you being serious right now?” Her voice was rising with each word, black flames popping around her. Her magic had always reacted to her temper. “How dare you tell me he’s okay when he’s being held against his will by her?” Elide couldn’t even say the queen’s name.

    “She sent a message. She bewitched him and made him forget everything that happened since Essar’s death.”

    Elide stopped breathing for a second. Essar and Lorcan had been two halves of a whole, warriors trained together from their childhood.

    And so when she fell in battle, a part of Lorcan had died with her.

    Elide had met him a few years after that, had seen how much work he’d put into going back to himself.

    “She wants us to give her the Wyrd Keys in exchange for him.”

    “So give her the fucking keys.”

    Hellas sighed. “It’s more complicated than that.”

    Elide exploded, feeling a mess, barely controlling her power. Black fire was curling up the walls of her home. Not burning it, just enough to scare the Gods in front of her. The fire encircling them was hot, reminding them that she, too, was powerful.

    Immediately, a wall of white fog came from Anneith, shielding her and her husband.

    “Step down.” There was an order in the voice Anneith had used. A direct one. And maybe for the first time in her life, Elide disobeyed.

    “You do not get to tell me to step down when my mate is being held hostage, and in mortal danger, when you two are sitting on your asses and doing nothing.”

    Hellas gasped in offense. Elide threw him a death glare.

    “Lorcan saved your life more times than you can count. He did everything you asked of him. And yet, you’re not doing anything to help him.”

    “We risk war, Elide.”

    “Fuck war,” she cried out. “We won once, we’ll win again.”

    “We can’t risk our kingdom for him.”

    And so, as she took off the delicate necklace that was binding her to Anneith, all Elide said was “watch me.”

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  • lord-of-perranth
    15.06.2021 - 3 days ago

    imagine lorcan and elide’s daughter gets her period / cycle / whatever word you wanna use for it for the first time and lorcan brings her cut up linens and she’s just so mortified and embarrassed and he’s just like ??? your mom likes it? she thinks it’s sweet? and then he’s all grumpy until elide has to explain it to him bUT HE WOULD BE SO SAD CAUSE HE THINKS HIS LITTLE GIRL DOESN’T NEED HIM ANYMORE PLS

    #has this already been done? #elorcan #elide x lorcan #elide lochan#lorcan salvaterre #lord lorcan lochan #throne of glass #tog #kingdom of ash #koa #sarah j maas #sjm#tog hc#tog headcanons#perranth
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  • theresyourfireandblood
    14.06.2021 - 5 days ago

    ✨Two of the most powerful and scariest fae-warriors alive✨:

    “He said to Lorcan, “And what about your mission?”

    Any softness vanished from Lorcan’s granite-hewn features. “Why don’t you tell me why you’re in this shithole place, and then we’ll discuss my plans.”

    “Aelin can decide what to tell you.”

    “Such a good dog.”

    Rowan gave him a lazy smile but refrained from commenting on the delicate, dark-haired young woman who now held Lorcan’s own leash.”

    - Empire of Storms, chapter 57.

    They both know who’s the bitches in this relationships and don’t even denying it.

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  • throneofhavilliard
    14.06.2021 - 5 days ago
    #throne of glass #crown of midnight #heir of fire #empire of storms #queen of shadows #kingdom of ash #tower of dawn #lorcan salvaterre#elide lochan#elorcan#manon blackbeak#dorian havilliard#aelin galathynius#rowan whitethorn#chaol westfall#books#series#sjm #sarah j maas #fantasy
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  • book2sims
    13.06.2021 - 6 days ago

    Lorcan Salvaterre

    Lorcan Salvaterre | Heir of Fire (Throne of Glass Series) by Sarah J. Maas

    Described as:
    Has a huge, muscular build. He has onyx eyes and matching shoulder-length hair and cruel, granite-hewn facial features. It is mentioned by Elide that when he smiles it makes him appear younger and more handsome.

    “Soon now. They’d win the field soon, and the song in his blood would quiet. Part of him didn’t want it to end, even as his body began to scream to rest. Yet when the battle was done, what would remain? Nothing.”

    #Throne of Glass #Sarah J. Maas #Lorcan Salvaterre#Elorcan #Lord Lorcan Lochan #Elide Lochan#SJM#SJMaas#SJMFandom#TOG #Heir of Fire #Queen of Shadows #Empire of Storms #Kingdom of Ash #fantasy#ts4#sims 4#ya books #ya book characters #ya fantasy#fae#Cadre#Doranelle
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  • the-regal-warrior
    12.06.2021 - 1 week ago

    Freaking Out on the Interstate

    HAPPY BIRTHDAY @nalgenewhore !! Isa, my love, my bestie, I hope you have an excellent day and I hope you love your fic! Also, thanks for suggesting this song - I’m obsessed with it!

    Summary: An Elorcan oneshot full of fluff and nostalgia based on Freakin’ Out on the Interstate by Briston Maroney.

    Warnings: Some pining and potentially some language.


    Driving down the coast had always been something that Lorcan had loved. He and his mom used to take trips every summer, picking a different campground on the beach each year, and as he’d gotten older he’d started driving along the ocean just to clear his head. The winding road, the sparkling water, the miles of sky - it all brought him so much clarity.

    He’d never expected that he’d one day get to share that journey with Elide Lochan - well, Elide Salvaterre, now that she was his wife.

    Gods, Elide Lochan was his wife.

    He still couldn’t believe it. 

    Although, they’d only been married for a few hours, so he supposed that was understandable. 

    They’d been engaged for a little over two months, and they’d only just started planning their wedding. However, when he’d woken up that morning, Elide had rolled on top of him and whispered, “I just want to be your wife now,” and that had been enough for him. 

    Since they’d already gotten their rings - it was pretty much the only part of wedding planning they’d accomplished - they’d just decided to go to the courthouse, get married, and take a week to just drive down the coast for their honeymoon.

    Packing for the trip hadn’t taken long, and they’d had his burnt orange VW Thing loaded and ready to go within an hour. (He’d originally bought the car because it had been cheap and he needed a vehicle, but it had grown on him over the years, and Elide absolutely adored it, so he’d keep it as long as he could.)

    Knowing they’d need witnesses, he called Vaughan, his best friend and the closest thing he had to a brother. Elide had called her cousin Asterin, claiming that Manon, her other cousin, and Aelin, her best friend, were both too dramatic for a simple courthouse wedding, and they would try to make it a bigger deal than it was intended to be. Asterin, while still a force to be reckoned with, would understand the simplicity and spontaneity of the gesture.

    The wedding, though not personal, had been perfect. The feeling of Elide sliding the ring on his finger, of being able to slide a ring on her finger - it was the most amazing feeling in the world. And the feeling of kissing his wife for the first time… That was indescribable. 

    With a word of thanks to their friends, they’d jumped into his car and started on their trip, the top down and radio blasting under the late afternoon sun just starting to dip below the horizon. At some point, Elide had kicked off her shoes and propped her feet on the dash. They’d both twisted their hair into messy buns to keep it from blowing in the wind, but the rush of air had managed to tug several strands loose from Elide’s scrunchie. 

    Glancing over at her, he’d never seen anyone so beautiful. He could tell she was singing, but the roar of the wind and the sound of their favorite songs made it impossible for him to hear her.

    More than not being able to believe she was his wife, Lorcan still had trouble understanding why she’d chosen him. They’d been together for years, but every day he still wondered why she thought he was worth it. 

    He’d always felt a little bit like he didn’t deserve her. Even being her husband, it still felt like one day she would wake up and realize she could do so much better. 

    Elide caught him watching her, and the smile she gave him made the sun look like a mere speck of light. The brilliance of it took him right back to the day he fell for her.


    He was sitting on one of the small balconies on the second floor of the library, two notebooks open on the table in front of him. It had become something of a habit for him. At the end of every day, after his classes were over, he’d go to the library, get the largest coffee they had, and claim his seat on the balcony. The notes he took during class were often frantic and illegible, and he hated trying to decipher what he meant while he was studying. So, he’d sit on his balcony and copy his sloppy notes into something neater. It was also a good way for him to make money - he’d signed on as a note-taker for each of his classes to help pay for his education, and the notes he submitted had to be nearly perfect.

    Dropping his pen, Lorcan reached for his coffee and sighed when he realized the cup was empty. Usually it would last him through his notes, but his one professor had seemed determined to teach them half the textbook that morning. 

    Groaning deep in his throat when he realized he’d need to go back inside to get more, he pushed up from his chair - and stopped short at the laughter that bubbled up from the green in front of the library.

    It was a deeper, raspier sort of laugh, and when he saw the girl it had come from, his breath caught in his throat. 

    It was Elide Lochan.

    She had just taken a seat next to Lysandra Ennar and Aelin Galathynius, and she was the most beautiful person he’d ever seen. They’d had a class together the last semester, and her best friend happened to be dating one of his best friends, so he’d been around her enough to realize that she was smart, and beautiful, and witty, and funny, and basically he’d be lying if he said he didn’t have a thing for her. 

    But they were just friends - that’s what he kept telling himself. He knew who he was, and he knew she could do so much better than him. It was just the way the world worked.

    She caught sight of him just then - he was tall and standing on a balcony, so he was a bit difficult to miss - and she waved up at him, offering him a smirk and a wink.

    Lorcan sat back down. He didn’t need anymore coffee after the jump to his heart that wink had caused. Clearly, it didn’t matter that he didn’t think he was good enough for her.

    She was still everything he wanted.


    The sun had dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in purples and blues, the waves reflecting the same colors as they rolled toward the shore. The first stars had started to make their appearance, and he saw Elide dip her head back to look up at them. She’d always had an affinity for them, pointing out constellations to him whenever she could.

    Lorcan’s heart swelled with all the love he felt for his beautiful wife, but that voice in the back of his head wouldn’t leave him alone. He kept wondering if he was doing something wrong, if she thought, even subconsciously, that he was doing something wrong. 

    She had always been a bright spot in his life. Elide had always been so full of life and ambition, had always been destined for wonderful things. He, on the other hand, was, as his friends like to affectionately put it, a “hulking brute who scowled his way through most things.” He’d always been more negative, more aware of the fact that he really came from nothing and had always had to fight to get the things he’d wanted. His mother, though his favorite person, had always been alone. She’d done everything he could for him, but there were times when it had been difficult.

    He knew that he wasn’t an obvious choice for Elide, and there were times, like that day, when he was more aware of it. 

    Maybe he’d been wrong to ask her to spend her life with him. She could do so much better. Maybe he was just holding her back.

    Just as those thoughts started getting too loud, she reached across the console and took his hand, pressing a kiss to his knuckles. 

    Gods he loved her. He just hoped that would always be enough. 

    She’d never seemed unhappy to be with him, even when things didn’t always go according to plan.


    They’d been holed up at a table in the back of the library for at least three hours, though Lorcan had been there even longer. Elide had showed up with a bag full of notes from the two classes they had together and two massive cups of coffee. 

    When she’d asked if she could study with him, there was no way he could say no. 

    Elide groaned, pulling off her glasses and dropping her head on the table. “I can’t do this anymore,” she whined, though it was slightly muffled by the notebook beneath her face. Sitting up, she continued, “I can’t sit here anymore.”

    “We’ve been here for hours,” Lorcan agreed, lifting his own glasses and rubbing his eyes. “I think we’ve done just about all the studying we can. Ready to go home?”

    She shook her head. “I’ve been sitting at the same table all night. I have no desire to go home and sit some more.”

    “So, what do you wanna do then?”

    Thinking for a moment, she slipped her glasses back on. “We could go for a walk through town?

    He raised an eyebrow. “It’s like midnight, El.”

    “So?” She smiled at him, and he already knew he’d agree. “Besides, it could be our first date.”

    They’d been talking late one night, and it had come out that they both had feelings for one another. However, they’d both decided to wait until after finals were over before they went out on their first date. “I thought we were waiting?” he finally asked, offering her a small smile.

    Elide just gave him a smile bright enough to light up the darkness. “I don’t want to wait anymore, Lor.”

    “Me either.”

    Packing their bags quickly, they only stopped long enough to get two hot chocolates from the all-night library coffee shop before they ventured out into the night. 

    They spent two hours just walking the streets and talking about nothing and everything. At some point he’d taken her hand in his, and they spent the rest of their date like that. 

    It had been the best first date Lorcan had ever been on. He couldn’t wait for their second date.


    The sun had completely disappeared, all traces of its light gone with it, as Lorcan pulled into the cliff-top parking lot of the hotel they were spending the night in. The hotel was across the road from the lot, which overlooked the ocean. They climbed out, Lorcan grabbing their bags from the back and putting the top up as Elide kissed his cheek and darted across the street to check them in. 

    Knowing it would be a few minutes until she came back, he hopped up on the hood of his car and looked out over the waves. His head was still swimming, his current happiness fighting hard against those thoughts that wouldn’t leave him alone, and the ocean provided him a sense of peace he had a hard time finding anywhere else. 

    He knew that Elide loved him - after all, she told him every day. He felt it in everything she did, whether it was in the feeling of her fingers drifting across his arm as she walked by him or in the way she curled around him at night. 

    And he certainly felt it when she kissed him. She never held anything back, always wanted to make sure he knew how much she loved him.

    He just worried that his love wouldn’t be enough for her. 


    Elide had talked him into going out with all their friends. Usually he didn’t mind hanging out with the gang - especially since the group was at least half-composed of his closest friends - but they’d all decided to go to the roller rink. Lorcan wasn’t the most gifted skater, but she’d wanted to go, and he found he had a hard time saying no to her.

    Besides, he was over the moon about finally getting to call her his girlfriend.

    So, like the dutiful boyfriend he was, he’d climbed into her beat-up old truck and gone along, even allowing her to pull him out onto the rink after he’d laced up his skates. 

    He’d been doing well by his standards - no falling or tripping, only minor stumbling - for long enough that he started to think that he’d finally gotten the hang of it. Lorcan supposed he’d gotten a little over-confident, because suddenly he was being less careful, letting Elide pull him along a little faster.

    And then his foot was sliding and he was falling, pulling his girlfriend down with him. Thankfully he’d managed to twist as he fell so that she landed on top of him instead of being crushed by him. 

    Lorcan just stayed still for a moment, stunned enough that it felt like the wind had been knocked out of him, but Elide just started giggling. She propped herself up on his chest and looked down at him, still laughing even as she brushed an errant strand of hair from his face. 

    Her eyes met his, and he was sure she could feel the way his heart stuttered and took off at a pace he was sure wasn’t healthy in his chest. 

    Elide smiled, her thumb tracing his bottom lip once before she leaned down and pressed her lips to his. It was a kiss that took his breath away and sent oxygen into his lungs. He kissed her back like he’d die if she stopped kissing him, and she let him for a few moments before she was pulling away and reminding him that they were in public with a laugh.

    Smirking up at her, he let her pull him to his feet and guide him over to the benches, figuring it might just be safer for both of them if he put the skates away. The boys were all chuckling at him, but they also had knowing looks in their eyes, almost like they’d been where he was once upon a time (which they had) and they were happy for him (which he knew they were).

    Once he was back in his Chucks and the skates were safely out of his reach, he leaned against the railing that looked out over the rink, watching Elide as she and Aelin tried to out-skate each other with every loop they made.

    After every third or fourth turn around the rink, Elide would stop in front of him to kiss him sweetly before smiling at him and skating away. 

    Lorcan knew his friends that had also elected to stay off of any type of footwear with wheels were staring at him with the biggest smiles on their faces - he also knew they were waiting to give him shit for going soft - but he didn’t care.

    Elide Lochan made everything else just disappear.


    He was still lost in contemplation when Elide came back from checking them in. She hopped up next to him, one hand coming to rest on his shoulder. “Everything okay, my love?”

    Lorcan turned to her, met her gorgeous eyes, and he just shook his head. Rather than explaining, however, he just handed her the box he’d grabbed from the back when he was grabbing their bags. “This is for you, my lovely wife. Consider it my wedding gift to you.”

    “You’re the only gift I could ever need, Lor.” Though she looked confused, she took the box and unwrapped it, a small gasp falling from her lips when she saw what was inside. It was a glass rose with a silver stem and black and purple petals. The flower was a perfect match for their wedding bands and her engagement ring. “Lorcan, this is beautiful. Thank you.”

    Nodding, he cupped her cheek in his hand. “I love you so much, Elide. So much. And I wanted to get you a flower that would last as long as my love for you.”

    “Your heart, Lorcan - it looks just like mine.” It was something she’d started saying soon after the first time he’d told her loved her. The phrase became her own way of saying she loved him when the words “I love you” just didn’t feel like enough. “But, my darling husband, why do you look so sad?”

    He sighed, turning his gaze back to the water. “I just… I think you know by now how often I struggle to feel like I deserve you. I don’t always understand why you chose me, and that’s something I’ve been thinking about a lot today. I’m just scared, I guess. Scared of messing everything up and scared of holding you back. But I know you love me, and I know you chose me, so I’m going to spend every single day proving myself to you, proving that I deserve all the love you give me.”

    “Oh, Lor,” she murmured, grasping his chin and turning his head so he was facing her. “You have absolutely nothing to prove to me.” He opened his mouth, but she just squeezed his jaw. “Baby, I’m serious. You think I’m not scared too? You think I don’t worry about being enough for you? Of course I worry about those things. But fear is just a part of love, and we can do this because we’re together. We’ve found love, Lor, and we deserve to be happy. We deserve the love we feel. Okay?”

    Dropping his forehead to rest on hers, he whispered, “okay.” He traced her cheeks with his thumbs slowly, and then he was kissing her, letting every ounce of the love he felt for her pour into the kiss. He wasn’t sure how long they sat there, kissing on the hood of his car, but when they finally pulled away, they realized it had started raining, thunder rumbling in the distance. 

    Laughing, Elide quickly and carefully boxed her rose back up and secured it under her arm. They each grabbed a bag and sprinted for the hotel, holding hands and soaking in the joy of just being together, even in the pouring rain.

    Even though it scared him, Lorcan knew he wanted nothing more out of life than for Elide to be his wife, wanted nothing more than to be her husband.

    He really could get through anything with her by his side. 


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  • silversparks27
    12.06.2021 - 1 week ago

    ToG Relationships

    I think the best thing about the bonds and relationships in Throne of Glass is that the friendship remains. Even after the many romances and breakups within the group, the respect and love for each other never completely goes away. Whether it’s Aelin with Dorian and Chaol, or Rowan with her exes too. Even Manon only has grief in her heart for Dorian losing Sorscha. No matter what, everyone remains mature, allied and friends, knowing they will have each other’s backs irrespective of their personal feelings at the moment. There is not a hint of unnecessary jealousy and irrational feelings, no betrayals due to spite. I think that’s one of the most beautiful things ever. This group truly sets the standards and shows how well things can be handled.

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  • missnienna
    12.06.2021 - 1 week ago
    Happy Birthday Isa 🥳 @nalgenewhore

    May I offer you a modernized Elide moodboard?

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