Only a little. He lifted me into his arms, cradling me against his chest before taking off into the sky. Due to the incredible support of the community, we've raised US$252,343.98 with an average donation of $32.14, and added 6450 new members this drive. He felt some of the tension from his shoulders ease. [Nesta x Cassian] Nesta hated especially the people of this godforsaken city. "Feyre. He asked, his temper meeting hers. Another day, Ill taste the skies again.. do If she didnt turn up, it would mean she was safe. A very angsty, miserable Rhysey-Piecey. Rhys and Feyre are spending time relaxing with Cassian and Azriel. On the contrary, the light seemed deemed, and he took it as almost sunset by the way the woods had fallen quiet. I just think you should keep that in mind. This chapter came really easy and had me going back to some scenes in acomaf that really made me remember how in love i am with these books. She was radiant, like hope and joy made manifest and my life felt complete just looking at her. Their fate is set in the surrounding stone. The sight of Cassian & Azriel makes Feyre feel *spicy*. I take no credit for dialogue nor ideas. I often wondered how he managed to lock that darkness away so well. She still had her freckles, thank the Cauldron. feysand. She bit, her eyes narrowing in that accusatory gleam he had come to know so well. - Really? It was the first time hed called me that without some kind of snark behind it. Do you think we are, I am less? Could I really find it in me to betray him for Rhys? He stopped himself from leaning closer. With her friends and familys help, she must recover those memories and walk to worlds once before visited to save them all from a fate worse than death. What do you want? she asked, but her voice was not harsh or combative for once. He didn't understood what she meant at first. She would be alright, he reminded himself. She asked then, burning through her questions. Here was my mate when I needed her most to stitch the pieces of my soul together. It drove him nuts, and it made him want to marry her all over again. His second gave one loud hiss and the rest of the group backed off with some whimpers and outraged groans. He asked from a couple of feet away, leaning into a tree. Includes her nightmare that opens the book and some lovely chatting with Morrigan the day of Feyres wedding. # 5. *Cover photo by PhantomRin*. All seven parts align with the daily prompts. - Sorry to keep you waiting. ;). Alright Loyal to her spymaster, she faces the backlash of what that has c You cannot fly with broken wings. Feyre knelt before the third victim - before herself, her ears turned up into two stiff points, her skin smooth and blended into a soft perfection only my own breed possessed. The words chanted inside Feyres mind as a flurry of self-loathing and hopelessness I only ever felt inside myself welled up beneath her skin. She looked at him and her face reddened even more. Hell appear as he wants to appear., Yes and no. You are on your own kid Because what if you did let someone in? I saw Amarantha up on her throne because I saw her from Feyres eyes and not my own place on the dias where I should have been. She was so exhausted, in so much pain already that to heap upon her yet another challenge would have been cruel. and please no hate but if you genuinely think Elain is a boring character you are blind dumb and being rather stupid and ignorant because SJM has hinted Elain's growth as a character throughout all five books and obviously as much as se was introduced we don't know her thoughts and feelings. But once they found her, she wasn't what th Azriel x Reader - As one of the spies in Azriel's network, you are no stranger to doing anything it takes to get information. Elain goes to a ladies night with her sisters, Gwyn, Emerie, and Mor. Rhysand lifted his brow in shock. Rhys growled and nipped at her flesh, making her jump. I didnt love Rhysand. Highly reccomend! Swinging one leg at a time over him, I straddle Azriels lap, mere inches from that beautiful mouth. Five and a half years after the war with Hybern, Feyre discovers she is pregnant and is nervous and unsure about one thing: Is Rhysand ready for a child? I forgot its been a while for you, I said with a small chuckle. Takes place before ACOTAR, and during the events of ACOTAR, ACOMAF, ACOWAR. This couldnt be real, because I couldnt fathom how a single person could be as utterly aroused as I was, experiencing those words leave my mates mouth, watching his friends, my friends, grow smiles like the devil himself painted them on. Or kiss me, she seemed about to say. After what felt like an eternity of pining, Rhysand finally has the courage to talk to Feyre. She said quietly, blinking. It was a small legion, perhaps a dozen or so with their chosen lord in the center. Grief taijuan walker father; state farm halftime show commentators; star trek fleet command horizon blueprints; kalamazoo gazette legal notices; mecklenburg . What if Mor leaves, and a night of debaucherous filth between Feyre and the batboys ensues. She asked. Her lips parted in surprise, her eyes capturing every lingering shadow around his body. - No. I thought my skin might crack open and bleed from the loss of contact. The only sure thought in my mind was the fear that I wouldnt see her ascend back up. He did it a third time, appearing right in front of her, the last of the sunlight already fading. But then she found my eyes and a turbulent sea of hurt and blood she carried calmed within them. She seemed to read the answer on his face because she took a breath and knew what was coming. All dialogue and ideas behind the scenes belong 100% to Sarah J. Maas. Her eyes moved around in an impulse, as if she expected a wild faerie to jump from behind a bush and attack them. Feyre stood reaching with a trembling hand for the second dagger covered in blood. He took a breath, stop himself from brushing his hair back. Amren took a sip from her glittering drink still sitting comfortably at the furthest corner of their table. You will never trust me. His mates long legs shamelessly exhibited for the crowd as his brother grinned like a cat while she pressed against his body. - I never thought fae looked so human. Not fully, will you? [please check the additional content warnings in the notes]. The walls of the prison were stiff and dark making it difficult to see and understand. A crossover between acotar and the tog series between Feyre and Rhysand's son, and Aelin and Rowen's daughter. We flew for most of the day, listening to wherever the shadows at my brothers back directed us, until at last the sun began to set and we landed in a small clearing between the trees. Her thoughts should be her own, as they always should have been. Hope ya like! (We also accept donations year-round, so you are able to donate whenever is convenient for you.). I hope you guys arent getting sick of these Rhys POVs because I cant seem to stop writing them lol. I wondered what they had done with the bodies, if theyd bothered to bury them properly in Illyrian fashion or had left them to rot in the snow. Rhysand is up late working when a very intoxicated Feyre comes into his study. In which Cassian is horny, Azriel is mean, and Rhysand is a High Lord that pleases the people. The terms of the curse are impossible. He was in no better position himself. He gave the magic a warning look and, taking the hint, the ancient creature didn't miss a bit as it lounged for him and took him to his mate. Were those new freckles over the bridge of her nose? It seems you have learned how to make a proper appearance though. Tamlin and Lyr Prythian has been under a ruling thumb for almost 50 years, however, the coincidental interaction between a starving, hypothermic girl and hiding faerie allows Prythian to emerge new and combat the oppressive Amarantha. Slowly, he lifted a brow as snow crunched between Cassians heavy boots on my other side. What if Feyre had taken Rhys up on his offer to join the three Illyrians in the birchin? - Well, maybe next time don't appear out of thin air. Because youre my mate and youre wonderful and alive and the only person who makes me feel like myself again and I could never have let you die without giving myself up for you first. Feyre leaned into it to have a better view. He reassured her everything was fine, but it had still taken her a good couple of weeks to convince herself that it had not been a product of the cheap bottle of rum she had drunk almost entirely. Taking place after A Court Of Frost and Starlight, A Court Of Glass and Fear picks up with Azriel and Elain traveling together to the Mortal lands. In one rough motion, he pulls me down onto him. A simple shift in temperature could endanger them greatly. A statement. Or die alone.. In A Court Of Thrones and Roses, Chapter 6 when Feyre first arrives to the Spring court Alis brings her upstairs to her bedroom where she and . But it had definitely been my face her mind had conjured, bloody and beaten and broken by Amarantha and I knew what she wanted from me when she asked me so plainly, Why? Why did I do it? Nesta Archeron Nesta is Nyx's aunt. Alone and without allies, struggling to find a foothold in this hostile city, the Spymaster meets the mysterious, beautiful, and head-strong, Kia. Hell appear to you as one thing, and I might be standing right beside you and see another., Chapters 1-4: Return from UtM to Feyres Wedding Panic AttackChapter 5: Feyres Wedding & Arrival in the Night CourtChapter 6: Learning to ReadChapter 7: Returning Feyre to the Spring CourtChapters 8-10: The Next Three Weeks & Retrieving Feyre for Her Second TripChapter 11: Feyres Second Night Court VisitChapters 12-13: Rescuing Feyre from the Spring Court. Her lips twitched and she avoided her eyes to keep from laughing. Feyre Archeron is kidnapped by the High Lord of the Night Court. They belong to Sarah J. Maas. ** - The situation over there is difficult right now. She answered. Humans, he remembered himself, were highly delicate creatures. Could he hold the answers to the mysteries of her lost past? This is for @feysand17 who requested: Would you write a smutty fic about where Feyre knows and accepts the His eyes stopped at her hands, where no tattoos adorned her arms. She answered. Everything I love has always had a tendency to be taken from me, I explained. Feyre blinked. Feyre pulled the third dagger and I knew what to expect as the veil was to be lifted on the final victim. It isn't until he is reacquainted with an old. We were mates. Emerie and Mor decide to take their friendship to the next level. - Would you like to visit Prythian? please do not think I do not care about Gwyn. I felt like I was going to be sick even as Feyre questioned whether or not she could go through with one more murder - just one more murder, and we would all be free. Taking a deep breath to still myself, I decide I am going to be brave. - I had a good teacher. It shocked me so thoroughly that I fell backwards, all of my usual grace utterly gone. A confrontation. It was a surprise when he found that there was no bright sunshine waiting for him at the other end of the journey. Also, its getting late for me and I tried to edit, but Im sensing the typos may be overflowing with this one. Who could blame themwho would want to bother with that sort of mess? Some other poor soul would struggle out instead only to die at what I knew waited in the pit below me, but their loss would be nothing compared to what losing her would feel like. he didn't shy away from him, and he marveled at the way she had never been afraid of him. - I didn't mean to offend you. Just wanted to write about a drunk hand Rhysand :) Enjoy! Chapters 41-51 of ACOMAF from Rhysand's POV. 6. - His voice hardened despite himself. Are you always.. he growls, this fucking wet, Feyre?. 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He regretted it the moment he said it. Rhysand sighed. Unbeknownst to him, his destiny was bargained away a thousand years ago by an ancestor. Lastly, check out TheLonelyBarricade's acotar rewrite "A Court of Faded Dreams" if you like this. I needed Feyre, I was tense as hell and I knew I wouldn't relax until she was back with me. But I quickly shut off the link between our thoughts so that I could try to send another more important message. Chapters 28-40 of ACOMAF from Rhys's POV. His mate took a breath and he watched her carefully as he tried to read her expression. Tell me," he murmured, cupping her face as her face was scrunched in pain. Instead, she was soft towards me, considerate even, almost as if she maybe cared about me in some small way. Slowly. As with the last trial, I had no idea what Amarantha had in store for her, only that it would be cruel and sneaky and very likely a trick. I instantly regretted the question when she looked away from me yet again. I couldnt. But it would have been easier to live with it Easier to live with what I did if my heart had changed, too. SJM created characters and everything basically. Sorry if its worse than usual! Basically 8k words of pure smut. When the floor quaked and Feyre began to sink ever lower into the ground, I was nervous with anticipation and questions. Rhysand huffed. - Why do you look like that again? She said, her eyes finding the blades of grass immensely interesting. Feyre was dancing with Cassian, the two of them carelessly twirling around the dance floor. Just drop a comment somewhere and Ill find ya. he didn't shy away from him, and he marveled at the way she had never been afraid of him. The mountains of the Illyrian Steppes wrought a chill through my bones I hadnt felt in years. He said. To keep him from the shadows and scars that haunted his nightmares. - She pressed. All Takes place straight after Feyre has returned to the Spring Court. If he had continued to visit her and watch her life go on without worrying about wars and curses and centuries old revenge schemes. But you can be lifted. Work Search: He was about to turn away, obeying to the special mission that had been given to him: get more drinks. Those belong entirely to Sarah J. Maas. Part 2 of A Court of Mist and Fury: Rhysand's POV When he is found by a strange fae he begins to worry. Or the other way around. Feyre took a step closer, and noticed her eyes lingering on the collar of his shirt. His attention focused on the three of them just in time to see Feyre and Azriel down a full glass of some clear liquor and Cassian cheered. He's last seen sleeping peacefully in her arms. Feyre learns that they are mates - that there is a bond between the two - which further . Because he would have found her. *Story is also on Wattpad under same name, written by me* 8. There was no evidence of their story, the challenges she'd have to face. So I gave her the other half of the truth. All year long, Feyre stared at her calendar, counting down the days until she was in that house. Invisible String I did a thing. But as my wings returned to my body and I rose back up, my eyes found hers and my entire body seized. He raised his brow. Still, even in the darkest of times, Eris and Kallias find solace in an unexpected friendship which blooms into something greater. While we've done our best to make the core functionality of this site accessible without javascript, it will work better with it enabled. Chapter 1 Kicking off with Rhys's decision to steal the Veritas and subsequent hesitation over the role Feyre will play if she goes with him to the Court of Nightmares. he said carefully. Her salvation. Because I didnt want you to fight alone. I warn you, its long and a chaotic mess because its late at night and my feels after finishing rereading the bloody book were a hot mess, i just couldnt wait until a time when Id be more sane to write it. - That's what you think of me? Starting with Chapter 14: Rhys brings Feyre to Velaris after saving her from Tamlin's prison in the Spring Court. He pressed his lips. Since before she was even born. - And where It was a simple fact. Because what if you did let someone in? Almost second nature by now. Is that why you were waiting for me? It was not the first time he had wondered how he would have dealt with their mating bond had Feyre remained human. Feyre was miserable in the spring court, but continued to faithfully live there, that is, until Tamlin killed her closest friend, Alis. Besides, if I dared to love Rhysand, who was to say it wouldnt go the way things had with Tamlin. All round me, the forest rang silent save for the bitter, cold wind howling my sins in my ears. An offering of second chances. Its mostly a focus on the last two weeks before Feyre gets married with summation thrown in on how his time has been since leaving UtM. Feyre actually decided to join all three batboys in the Birchin and realized she made the right choice. Im sorry, I said realizing we must have been standing there for an awkward space while my mind did backflips. And so I winnowed, without a word of explanation. Now forced back into hiding, the Night Court takes charge in keeping her hidden from Beron's search for her head. tip: austen words:10000-50000 sort:title. - Not much. In every world, in any time, he knew he would have found his way to her. Not only did their little inner circle throw her whole world upside down, it was when she met a boy with some serious, sarcastic bat problems that she wanted to dig a hole for herself. The prick. But Feyre seemed relaxed, pleased even, laying on the grass. Love. wright state basketball coach; woman eaten by crocodile 2021; richest people in mexico. And it killed me to think she could see herself that way, in any way other than the determined, resourceful woman Id met Under the Mountain who had saved us all and lost herself in the process. A Court of Thorns and Roses Series - Sarah J. Maas. I just dont think I write Feyre very well, but it felt wrong to make this a Rhys POV. Ill heal your arm in exchange for you. Thus, Ive decided to cut it out of my life alongside some other changes so that I can hopefully get better and work towards a healthier, happier me. She helps Cassian win for once, much to her mates chagrin. At the same time, Nesta has been sent off to the Illyrian mountains with Cassian to try to snap her out of the haze shes fallen into after the War. Conversation takes a turn to the males in their lives. for why I haven't told you more about myself? I started this because I couldn't find an Elriel fanfic and read too much on AO3 so this is for me, because I did it for myself. I have a family to care for, remember? 3. - I haven't said I will. tip: hetalia f/f sort:kudos. Work Search: Sometimes he wished he had known her father just so they could have had a little chat, just the two of them. Im an immortal - who has been mortal, she said after a long pause. My core glides against the length of him and he shudders. So slowly, that you will forget everything else and think we were just two star-crossed lovers making love.Feyres cheeks flushed and her mouth went dry.He grinned at that. Growing up He bit. He uses his grip on my throat to pull my face down so that our foreheads were touching. She seemed to take in every piece of me, my long limbs, the small wisps of hair at my neck, and the membranous wings I was so glad to display openly to her now without pretense. ACOMAF Part 1: The House of Beasts (Rhys POV), A Court of Thorns and Roses Series - Sarah J. Maas, ACOMAF Part 2.1: The House of Wind (Rhys POV), ACOMAF Part 2.2: The House of Wind Cont'd (Rhys POV), ACOMAF Part 2.3: The House of Wind Cont'd (Rhys POV), ACOMAF Part 3.1: The House of Mist (Rhys POV). For my delightful friend, @tor-eh, who asked me to write the moment when Tamlin sees Feyres tattoo for the first time Under the Mountain from Rhys POV. Well, instead of walking away at the end of the night, he does just that. Instead, she just stood there, her chest furiously rising and falling, rising and falling. Rhysand disapproves, smut ensues. ontario deer population. Given the time, I would have counted each of them from the tip of her nose to the sides of her cheeks where I had once kissed her tears away. will there be Elriel smut, probably. Feyres family has been going to the Asras beach house in Velaris every summer since she was a baby. Inspired by the show, the summer I turned pretty. Downstairs, Rhys chats with his family and learns about another temple raid from Azriel. Jealousy, violence, and smut ensue. Chapter One - Feyre gets fucked by everyones favourite Illyrians whilst Rhys watches. - Well, of course. In a change of events, Feyre kil. Instead I shrugged, offering her a half truth. Are you going to fly home? she asked. I hadnt even realized Id closed them. Feyre blushed. That was nearly ten years ago.------An acotar rewrite fic where reader is Feyre that is 100% self-indulgent and inspired by the Twilight reimagined fics that are consuming me lol. - Look who decided to finally show up. this AU how it would play out. But everytime time he came back it was harder to trick her. 9. Near enough to sent them on the tendrils of wind that carried their blood and sweat through the heavy pine of the woods. For her to live her youth as much as she was able to, given her circumstances. - She raised an eyebrow. - Will you ever take me there? Each one of them feels eaten alive by lust and guilt that the memories not only refuse to leave their consciousnesses, but have dug deeper, deeper into the well of their subconscious, growing and morphing into something deeply perverted, wrong, so deliciously wrong.This is the story of what happens when they all realize they are not alone. She said, rolling her eyes. I have reached a low point in my personal life and its finally time that I pull up my big girl pants to work on it. Its okay, my love. Kia has dreamt of Azriel for as long as she can remember, without ever really knowing why. Rhysand stood by the bar at This time, Rhysand didn't come closer to her. Rhysand huffed. Feyre Cursebreaker ended Amrantha's reign, allowing the Courts to once again mingle and breathe. And she was getting worse. Feyre had very clearly noticed my reaction even if she didnt understand what it was due to. Eris has taken power in the Autumn Court and there are whispers across Prythian that his soldiers are massing at the borders. Still, she was not sure. Sorry I couldn't think of a good title. Tamlin would be waiting and then our fate would be in the hands of this small human girl none of us knew. I will post many short stories of Feyre and Rhyand. Rhysey-Piecey. He was to be sacrificed to an ancient monster, a Witch who ruled the highest peak of the Night Court. He cracked a smile. His inner circle crashes their brief landing in Rhys's townhouse, sending Feyre upstairs. It hurts." "What hurts, Feyre? But you should be careful, it would certainly offend plenty of others. Rhysand and Azriel come up to Cassian who stands in front of a cell. But what struck me as even odder was the feeling that I didnt want it to go away when he set me down. But can she decide which knight is more deserving A magic flowershop owner and her lesbian best friend with a large collection of knives save the world at one am. She asked, her eyes searched north, towards Prythian. While we've done our best to make the core functionality of this site accessible without javascript, it will work better with it enabled. She merely looked at me in reply, studying my features up close. Now she is back in Terrasen- but her memories of her home are gone. - That thing when we disappeared and appeared at my house. I bowed low for her, a gesture only Feyre could ever merit from me, and then began to fade away. :) Hopefully, I can write the other trials and maybe a special prison visit soon too. Emotions and drama occur. - What do you do over there? Her mind, her body, her soul, I felt all of it and I wanted every ounce and then some. Rhysand exhaled. A muscle feathered in his jaw. He murmured, glancing around the room. 7. Wherever you want to lick me, Feyre. The silence from her stretched on and the longer it went, the more nervous I became. Her eyes were fixed on him. They were close. But he couldn't resist the sparkle in her eyes, the thrill of letting her know the real him. I want my future offspring to know that I was there, and that I fought against her at the end, even if I couldnt do anything useful., I would have left it at that, but as I stared at Feyre, my heart fell into her hands and I couldnt concentrate on what version of myself she was supposed to see anymore. Feyre, he warned, and she felt him suppress an emotion, shielding it from her. He knew she was out there somewhere, waiting for him, and he couldn't help but feel excited to see her again. Travelling around yet never staying longer then a few weeks at each court. She hissed. At long last, the end was here. This was nothing new. Maybe immortality will take that away. Be glad of your human heart, Feyre, I said, offering what little comfort I could amidst the backdrop of the thoughts in my tempestuous heart. look idc. The wall is there for a reason, and right now, it's mainly for keeping you safe. Feyre, Rhys whispered. - My bad. Beginning with Rhys and Feyre's return from visiting her sisters, and following through the trip to the Summer Court and the first visit from the mortal queens. Such a steep price to pay for her. But here I am.. Find them listed below with their link to 189 guests My voice was flat, hardly even a question as the lord looked me over once and spat directly at my feet. This body This body is different, but this- her voice dropped in something like disgust with herself and I could hear the tears building with shame, shame I wanted to snatch from her over and over until she knew she wasnt the criminal she thought she was. No one invited you here.. It made my heart melt with longing for the missed companionship we could share, all from that one simple question on her lips. She spat every word with as much venom as she could. Includes their prison cell encounter afterwards. Her clothes were soaked from merely one kill that shouldnt have garnered that much evidence of her deeds. Not ever. Often Id come here when I wasnt being kept to Amaranthas bedside just to find a brief reprieve amid the chaos, a masochistic reminder that though I could not throw myself into the mountains off the balcony and fly, the ability to do so was still possible.
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