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Their minds were already blank with shock, mine for the taking. Feyre, come back to me. I knew that you were my mate, and you were in love with another male, and had destroyed yourself to save him, and that that I didnt care. My mate. If ever she was ready, she could come looking and I would give her the rest. - Feyre and Rhysand become a powerful couple. - She paints all sorts of magical creatures that she never saw in the muggle world. Feyre plunged the dagger into his heart and I cracked into his mind, taking away the pain so that only shock and a forced scream were left before he fell to the floor. There had to be a way out of this. Includes their prison cell encounter afterwards. I hadnt even remembered what real happiness felt like until I saw the blade fall from Feyres hand and defeat swept over Amarantha, itd been so long since Id enjoyed that luxury. Completed acomaf acofas feysand +13 more # 3 Throne of Glass and ACOTAR Crossov. Surely that had to count for something? Dont pretend you care, human. You traitorous piece of filth, Amarantha bellowed at me and I wondered if she was really so surprised at my betrayal. Pain sliced my fingers as she wielded her magic - my magic - to shove the talons back in place inside my skin. My love. 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. Wake up. - By the time she finishes Feyre feels far better than she did minutes ago when in the clutches of her frightening slumber. Feysand POV. Feysand Modern AU - Fanfiction is my Procrastination Instantly, she cried and began to shake, and Amarantha swooped in with her despicable gallantry. Themes of pregnancy termination, pregnancy loss, child abuse, abuse of adult children, and death in childbirth will be discussed. She wants to hear him growl seductively in her ear as he explains in detail what he plans to do to her when they get back to the townhouse. The room stilled. Im going to kill you.. It was all I could do not to run and hold her when she looked at me then, so much pain in her eyes. Her paintings sell out quickly too all sorts of wizards and witches. My mate. And after Andras Even in the darkened hallway, his usually bright eyes were shadowed. Darkness rippled within me breaking off a piece of my essence and carrying Feyre with it into her body where it belonged. tip: "uchiha sasuke/uzumaki naruto" angst kudos>10, Choose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Rape/Non-Con, Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con, Choose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply, Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings (3), A Court of Thorns and Roses Series - Sarah J. Maas (17), Rhysand (A Court of Thorns and Roses) (14), Cassian (A Court of Thorns and Roses) (8), Morrigan (A Court of Thorns and Roses) (6), Amren/Feyre Archeron/Azriel/Cassian/Morrigan/Rhysand/Original Character(s) (2), Sweet Rhysand (A Court of Thorns and Roses) (4), Worried Rhysand (A Court of Thorns and Roses) (4), Feysand Month 2022 | Twitter: FeysandMonth (4), A Court of Thorns and Roses Series - Sarah J. Maas, Original Feyre Archeron/Rhysand Child(ren), Original Nesta Archeron/Cassian Child(ren), The Night Court (A Court of Thorns and Roses), The Day Court (A Court of Thorns and Roses), Location: The House of Wind (A Court of Thorns and Roses), Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Inner Circle (A Court of Thorns and Roses)/Original Character(s), Inner Circle (A Court of Thorns and Roses), Original Azriel Child(ren) (A Court of Thorns and Roses), High Lords of Prythian Ensemble (A Court of Thorns and Roses), Rhysand Bashing (A Court of Thorns and Roses), High Lords of Prythian (A Court of Thorns and Roses), Location: Prythian (A Court of Thorns and Roses), Inspired by A Court of Thorns and Roses Series - Sarah J. Maas, Sweet Rhysand (A Court of Thorns and Roses), Post-Book 3.5: A Court of Frost and Starlight, Spoilers for Book 4: A Court of Silver Flames, Location: Velaris (A Court of Thorns and Roses), Feysand Month 2022 | Twitter: FeysandMonth, Human Rhysand (A Court of Thorns and Roses), Worried Rhysand (A Court of Thorns and Roses), Nyx' less traumatic arrival into the World, POV Rhysand (A Court of Thorns and Roses), Tamlin (ACoTaR)/Original Female Character(s), Helion/The Lady of the Autumn Court (ACoTaR), Not Book 4: A Court of Silver Flames Compliant, Feyre Archeron & Lucien Vanserra Friendship, ACOSF was so frustrating I have to rewrite it in sections, One character death but you're gonna love it I promise, There's only one bed but that trope is not happening, Giving Feysand the pregnancy content they deserved, just the IC and Feysand being cute and happy, just some feysand fluff for my bondmate's birthday. Cinco anos depois de "A Corte de Gelo e Estrelas", Feyre e Rhysand vivem felizes em Velaris com o crculo ntimo. Had asked for my pain to stop. That she had to see me like this, that she was capable of taking care of me so fiercely and wonderfully - it was a curse and a blessing in equal measure. As always, I hope you guys like it. My mate. No doubt he had been forced to earn his rank, had likely volunteered for the blood bath. His voice is smooth and deep. I almost wondered if Amarantha was silently asking herself that very same question as few in the room laughed. Her body and mind were in pieces, but Tamlin would be the glue to hold her together. Maybe they will havecorrespondence with Cassian to get updates both on the status of the rising Illyrian friction (since we found out that there were some not pleased with the High Lord and the losses they faced from the war) and with Nestas progress. Those belong 100% to Sarah J. Maas. Sadly, I think of all my fics so far, Im the least pleased with this one, so I feel kind of bad since this was a request, but hopefully its not too terrible, aghhh! He showed no emotion and his eyes could pierce through wall. Celebrations, she liked to call them. Feysand | Quotev Back and forth Tamlin and Amarantha argued, Tamlin trying to steer her off course and away from Feyre, Amarantha having none of it. So here ya go, haha. Hearing and seeing her lust addled reactions has made the High Lord conclude a few Inner Circle meetings early on, because he just cant wait any longer to relieve his mate of her tension. Feysand: The First Heir Chapter 1, an a court of thorns and roses Feyre thrusted the knife into her own chest and I watched as my mate willingly committed suicide before my own eyes. Two weeks is all the time he has to convince the Crazed Beast to save their people. And so it was with one last lingering look to ensure I wasnt dreaming, to see she was indeed alive and would be okay, that I took a step back and disappeared for the night, allowing every manner of emotion from the last fifty years until now to consume me. "No," she chided herself, cursing to the empty, heavy, oppressive summer air. I love you, she said to Tamlin. Anyone interested in reading my Rhys POV of the First Trial can find it here: X. Disclaimer per the usual: I take zero credit for the dialogue and ideas behind these scenes. It could have been a demon out of hell itself and had Feyre loved him, even then my heart would have broken from having to watch her kill what she loved most in the world. Just a few more minutes and I could release myself. Also, its getting late for me and I tried to edit, but Im sensing the typos may be overflowing with this one. More than fine now that he is here, because she wants to apologize for their fight. Feyre then explains what happened in her nightmare. Instinctively her legs wrapped around Rhysand who shoved her dress up around her hips. I felt Feyres heart sink further and further into that pit of despair with each new word of torture Amarantha gave. Youre just as bad as these human beasts. Foolish, stupid human., Amarantha moved toward Feyre and fear crippled my heart rendering my happiness null and void as she pointed to Feyre and spoke with venom, And you. When Id released my grip on the last High Lord and only I remained to give of myself before Tamlin, I stepped forward, carrying Feyre gingerly in my soul as I went. For having oppressed her, denied her, refused her. Slowly, he lifted a brow as snow crunched between Cassians heavy boots on my other side. 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. Petty disagreements over territory, among other things, wasnt something I could deal with in the middle of a shift that sought to overthrow the entirety of Prythian. That there had been nothing between them. [P.S. It would crush Feyre. "He's gonna flip when you tell him.". I only had to hold on to my charade for mere minutes. Fresh tears spilled from my red, puffy eyes, dripping to the sterile sheets. She must choose between the life she has always wanted and protecting the people she serves and her parent's legacies. Or even if she didnt, would she do it anyway? She must choose between the life she has always wanted and protecting the people she serves and her parent's legacies. Feyre relaxes into the touch and sighs as Rhysand places a kiss to the top of her head. I will always be eternally grateful for it. We were free at long last never to be hurt by Amarantha again. Stop, Feyre said, her voice hoarse and strained from some distance away. Feyre and Rhys get some unexpected, and wonderful, news. The emotion I felt flood her mind when I sent her the mental message letting her know to expect me shortly was comforting. I hated her. I take NO CREDIT for the dialogue or ideas behind this scene. I could hear the door unlocking. slow-burn. It is just as bloody and devastating as they had all anticipated it would be. "Cassian raised his eyes to the portrait behind his High Lords mammoth desk. The Inner Circles story would never have meant half as much to me had it not been for you all and the magic you brought to life inside it. She couldnt do it. - Rhysand moves slowly down Feyres body. He tells his mate - his dearest friend - that he will always be by her side. If you ask me, though, given your history with murdering our kind, I do believe Im offering you a gift.. The words form on his lips, but refuse to expel. Making sure to remove clothing as he goes until she is finally bare underneath him. He tucks her into his arms and places a kiss on her forehead before winnowing them back to a more secure location to check over her wounds. He was sitting in his study, Feyre long gone and having returned to the Night Court, a brief note left on her bed and he hadnt suspected a thing. A peace they have sacrificed so much to obtain. You were-, - Her voice cracks and she breaks down as tears flow down her cheeks, - Feyre presses her face against Rhysands chest as she tries to control her sobs. -I would never deprive my darling Feyre of what she desiresshe just has to have patience.. That is until she goes on summer vacation to Rhysands house where she finds that the halls are lined with her paintings. Shed done it. After years of hoping, their dream is finally answered. Sometimes (after a long night of love-making) Feyre will roll over and wake Rhysand with soft kisses on his face murmuring a fewincentives to get him to roused from sleep. . Because Id want someone to hold my hand until the end, and awhile after that. He winnows to Feyre and is thinking only of her safety first before he finds the bastards that dared to harm. Now was his chance. Her sisters being murdered by Hybern and friends falling on the battlefield, - Her worst dreams happen when Rhysand is slowly killed in front of her. feysand fanfiction #feyre hurt And Feyre stumbled back looking wide-eyed with shock into the eyes of Tamlin - the real Tamlin, kneeling before her waiting for the dagger at his side. - Rhysand rubs circles in Feyres back as her hands tremble between their bodies. I didnt even wait. Below is Chapters 1-4 of ACOMAF in Rhyss POV and above are the links to those same chapters plus the rest on AO3. I didnt know where you had gone. Icon: @feysanded. Anamika2003 | FanFiction The first time Rhysand and Feyre get into a fight it strikes fear in the hearts of the Inner Circle. ACOMAF. My brothers strode quietly out from the trees, the swords theyd been gifted at the Blood Rite brandished in their hands in an offensive gesture, ready to strike at a moments signal from me. As it opened I saw Feyre hunched over the toilet hauling her guts up. My mate. It was horrifying to watch, to feel. And when she drew breath, I inhaled with her, relief flooding me that she was returned. 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. Just," Rhys paused, taking a deep breathe in, "Just leave me ALONE. Famine and drought spread across the land. They belong to Sarah J. Maas. My match. Feyre Archeron/Rhysand Pregnancy - Works | Archive of Our Own But he cannot shield her from all of this dark magic, some of it slips through his walls and reaches her. Go wherever your heart desires. domestic abuse. all of the High Lords travel to the Night Court at its opening because if not for Tamlins sacrifice, they would not have defeated the King of Hybern. If Feyre was going to die, I would die with her and I would take down Amarantha in the process. This is where I shall post all writing prompts.Chapter 1: casual jugglingChapter two: PERSON A: If lifes a game, does that mean that death is level two?PERSON B: A, its tWO AM-Chapter 3: "Whatcha gonna go? Not so fast, Amarantha clicked merrily and the guards unmasked the first faerie, a male with a crumpling face not ready to meet his death. Unable to fully separate her anxieties from reality, Feyre causes tension between her and her new boyfriend, Rhysand Night. The amount of love and family I saw in Az's eyes for me just then momentarily melted my temper. - He cloaks the room in absolute darkness. Shed solved the riddle. Stop? Feyre has been dating Tamlin for a while, and she couldn't be happier. What turns them on: Rhysand is all about teasing and knowing that his little touches or flirty thoughts sent to Feyre are making her hot and bothered. So this was it, then. The weight of him between her legs has Feyre arching upward for more contact. Red splattered in harsh contrast against the snow at my feet, large sloppy drops dripping from Truth-Tellers blade. Your mortal heart is nothing to us, Amarantha said. It took a while to choose for these two since they appear to be open to almost anything and everything! Quando parecia que as coisas no poderiam ficar melhores, timas notcias chegaram para alegrar a vida de todos na Corte Noturna, mas, o que para eles era . Feyre tolerates this to an extent, but she draws the line when she feels her mate needs to relax. I did not join them at the House of Wind that night for dinner. I love you, Feyre darling. @dreams-of-feysand here you go dear! I'm in love with your blog I was wondering if you knew what Book 5 of ACOTAR will deal with. Shed won and it was all I could ever ask for for her. Her heart tore and with every rip, mine went with it. Such a steep price to pay for her. He will die for this. Please.. Oh, dont look so miserable, Feyre. So much so that Feyre gasps and almost lets out a moan as Rhysand utterly devours her. Cute and fluffy oneshot that tells the story of how Rhys asked Feyre to paint her self-portrait for him. He is beyond worried that her nightmares have returned in such a force that is reminiscent to the weeks immediately following Amaranthas reign of terror. windows batch check if parameter exists. And never once did our gaze break in those few seconds as I knew I loved her more than anything. Rhys? Cassian said, dragging my attention down to my hands. No, not fought, but begged. The one thing in all of Prythian that might have been the downfall in my beautiful plan and she had figured it out, the clever whore. - It slowly progresses from innocent touching to something more intimate. "Aw, man," Az said, his hands clenching to form an emotional fist as he looked from Rhys and back to me. All I could see and feel was Feyre. I take zero credit for the dialogue or ideas behind this scene. The third guard raised his hand. No, no, never -. And it burns and is excruciating. Because right now they have moreimportant matters to attend to. You are no longer a fae with a human heart, but a human with a fae heart. -Wet stains now decorate Rhysands night shirt, but he couldnt care less as he silently waves a hand above their bodies. I swallowed. The High Lord and High Lady are deathly quiet as they go about their day. Feyre groaned when she stepped onto the balcony, the sunlight forcing her sleepy eyes to form narrow slits, but I only saw the way it made the gold stand out in the waves her hair as they blew on the breeze. Or so everyone thought. I knocked on the bathroom door. It curled and caressed my mind from deep within, but I was quickly drowning losing hold of it as pain wracked my body in Amaranthas wake. Rhysand finds her pressed against the wall and brings her into his arms. I wonder if it will be worse to fail now - when you are so close.. A curse sprang from my mouth. 300 pages January 20, 2022 Starset. She had slipped into his mind and felt just an inkling of the pain he had been going through, but through all of that, he felt his love for her still burning through him. Another time, another place without Amarantha stealing our powers and i would have killed him for abandoning Feyre when she needed him most. Our poor son is going to be teased so much.". I didnt care if he was my enemy, a friend whod betrayed me. Until a stranger tells her something about her boyfriend she wasn't expecting, and her whole life goes to hell. - A Court of Silver Flames by Sarah J. Maas. And then, just when I thought she had nothing left to give, her heart was so mangled and glazed over with disease and death, the most wonderful thing happened. 'Rhys' she replied. An exquisite gash ran down the center of his cheek. Just drop a comment somewhere and Ill find ya. I hope you guys arent getting sick of these Rhys POVs because I cant seem to stop writing them lol. "Feyre. And all I could think was here stood my powerful, strong, beautiful mate in the arms of another male. Feyre doesnt charge much, but this buyer gives her MUCH more money than she ever asked for. My mate. I wept at the sound of her, pushing myself up desperately to get to her, but my arms gave out. (And the Inner Circle knows better than to disturb them on these days ever since Mor barged in their front door to ask Feyre a question and heard her cousin roar loud enough in the throes of pleasure that Mor was slightly concerned that he would shatter the windows of the townhouse.). "Lucky for you, that name is beautiful. Bonus: On anniversarys or birthdays they stay home for the entire day to enjoy each others company. She would be okay. My life, my court, my every hope and dream wrapped up into this one perfect person. It goes on for so long until their self-control snaps and they give into the primal instincts that keep them in bed for the next day. My own heart was broken for her, the despair I felt drowning out Amaranthas words as she teased Feyre further with her dilemma. I pushed again and it was useless, my body betraying me at every move. 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. Both Rhysand and Feyre cry due to their nightmares. Awkward Moment Headcanon: Rhysand was never one to get embarrased easily. A Feysand Fanficby feyrehighladyreviews About 1 1/2 years after the ending of ACOWAR, Feyre realizes that she is pregnant, and is going to bring twins into the world. I love you, she said to Tamlin and never had I thought Id be so glad to hear those words on her lips directed at the High Lord of the Spring Court, but I was then as I watched Feyre plunge the dagger into his stone heart and a grin overwhelmed my face. She angled the dagger at herself and my lungs screamed inside of me to stop her as I felt her anticipate the relief that blade could give her. Feyre will definitely make sure to bring up the time of how hislittle wingspan was bared for all of Velaris to see. Feyre then makes the fae powered work of art shoot stars across the room similar to Starfall. Here is a longer one for you! Rhysey-Piecey. Inhaling the scent of his mate and making sure she is safe. Rhysand is extremely territorial after having lost most of his own family and is not willing to take any chances that Feyre and his child could be put in danger. Feyre just wanted the day to be over. She still paints without the use of magic, but that doesnt make the paintings insignificant. Many of them are quite adorable and brings a smile to her lips. Feysand Week #3 - Jealousy Over Dinner Here's my fic for day 3, the prompt was jealousy. But not today. But one anonymous buyer in particular purchases a good amount of paintings. The huntress in the woods aching to save the family who resented her. Thank you anon for your kind words and here is your Feysand HC! But as Rhysand holds her hair back he picks up a scent that his is instincts kicking into a primal drive. Azriel looked stoically at me as if he hadnt just shed the blood of a half-dozen men hed once shared camp with. When Feyre raises her head to look up at Rhys he kisses away her tears and carries her back to bed where he holds her tightly. Feyre!" Her eyes snapped open as a groan left her mouth immediately. But years later when everyone is starting to heal, Rhys and Feyre get a little sur. All over the three young fae hooded and kneeling on the unforgiving marble floor, the dagger I watched fall clattering to that same ground, and most especially all over her. All dialogue and ideas behind the scenes belong 100% to Sarah J. Maas. The knife fell from Feyres hand with a soul-shattering crash. My mate. He had been foolish enough to truly believe that the bond between Feyre and Rhysand was broken. A partial rewrite of ACOSF that kicks off with Feyre's pregnancy storyline, and diverges from the moment Nesta reveals the deception to her. I winnowed on the spot re-appearing to the side of the dias where the throne sat so that she could see me. Todays hunt felt restless. Shed defeated Amarantha, survived Under the Mountain. -I suppose we will have dessert later, Rhysand smirks and takes Feyre hand who rolls her eyes at the innuendo. As Feyre lay sprawled on the tile clad in nothing but a bralette and panties, she contemplated trying to math out just how many seconds she'd been sharing this apartment with Rhys. :) Hopefully, I can write the other trials and maybe a special prison visit soon too. I hated her so much for twisting the dagger into Feyre so much further than was necessary. Rhysands voice is choked up as he apologizes for disturbing Feyres beauty sleep. 52 3 1. My mate. Her boyfriend is involved in shady business, and the more Feyre learns about it, the more it affects their life together. She wasnt going to. -Their clothes frantically fall to the floor as their hands roam each other. Chapter 17: Feyre's Nightmare (Rhys POV) A little one-shot of Rhys saving Feyre from her nightmare after she meets the Night Court squad for the first time in ACOMAF. I cant get enough of it. Cauldron damn us all, shed done it! Now its the passive aggressive note. I love all of you so, so much. Friends - After a lot of thought and many long, hard days, I have decided its time for me to leave Tumblr. Feyre and her beautiful mind holding on to the love she felt for him. A relief she welcomed, craved even. The King of Hybern had certainly not disappointed them in that aspect. And I reached for her in my hideous joy knowing I was far away and Tamlin was closer, but I didnt care. - Rhysand cant even contain his hungry gaze as he gives Feyre a look that promises she will get her fill of him laterquite literally. Fair warning readers, this one is loaded with a self-loathing bat. Pain consumed me as I watched Amarantha torture her. The answer is so lovely., Amarantha turned deliciously to Tamlin. Your final task, Feyre, Amarantha said pointing at the concealed victims. They were shaking in a near violent manner. Feyre assures Rhysand that she is fine.

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