This ones for you! Ill heal your arm in exchange for you. Her thoughts should be her own, as they always should have been. So he stretched his time there, giving into that small fragment of peace he could offer for as long as she wanted it. Princess Malonne Whitethorn Galathynius vanished into thin air from the royal palace of Terrasen when she was ten years old. All characters and places are Sarah J Maas' creation. We flew back to the townhouse, wind whipping against us, but it was warm against Rhyss chest. 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. Hes right of course, and she can feel his smugness across the bond but she all she can think about are the hands on her body, the two Illyrian males using her for their pleasure and the weight of her mates gaze as he watched their friends - his brothers - take her, to even think up a scornful response. The prick. 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. Kill Keir - xChapter 9: Moriel Happens (NSFW) - x, Smut:Feysand Hot Bath Post-Lingerie Shop Fantasy (NSFW/Rhys POV) - xFeysand Universe Alternate: Mates at Starfall - xFeysand One-Shot: The Wall (NSFW) - xFeysand Wing Smut (NSFW) - xFeysand Mirror One-Shot - xFeysand AU One-Shot Part I: Dinner for Two (NSFW) - xFeysand AU One-Shot Part II: Dessert for Two (NSFW) - xFeysand AU Paris Honeymoon (NSFW) - xNessian One-Shot: Fire & Brimstone - xNessian One-Shot: Training (NSFW) - xMoriel Cabin Smut (NSFW Light) - xMoriel Headcanons (Fluff & NSFW) - xElucien Calanmai (NSFW) - xElucien Headcanons (Fluff & NSFW) - xAlternate Universe:Feysand Theater AU - xFeysand Gym AU - xFeysand Modern AU on a Plane - xFeyre is Taught by Van Gogh - xMoving Day: HS/College AU - xSquad Goes to Disneyland - xSquad Medieval AU - x, Fluff:Feysand Sleeping During 55 - xFeysand Pregnancy Fic - xFeysand Fluff Post ACOTAR3 - xFeysand Mating Anniversary - xMoriel Dancing - xMoriel Babysitting & Shadow Puppets - xMoriel Pregnancy Mini Fic - xMiscellaneous:Squad When Rhys Comes Home - xAzriel x Feyre Friendship Sparring Fic - xFlying Amren Mini Fic - x. Not fully, will you? But as my wings returned to my body and I rose back up, my eyes found hers and my entire body seized. My Tumblr will remain here so that any fics people might have saved are still accessible and currently, my master list on the sidebar is updated. Please consider turning it on! 13. ;). tip: katekyou "alternate universe" sort:>words. - Well, of course. Tamlin would be waiting and then our fate would be in the hands of this small human girl none of us knew. Instead, he complied to Feyres demand and let the magic disguising him drop. Chapters 52-56 of ACOMAF from Rhys's POV. tip: austen words:10000-50000 sort:title. She spat every word with as much venom as she could. There was not one thing he would not give to her, but this, he could not. Feyre was dancing with Cassian, the two of them carelessly twirling around the dance floor. The brief scene in Chapter 46 at the end of ACOTAR where Rhys calls to Feyre to say goodbye and ends up fully seeing the mating bond between them before he disappears. My mate. The prick. Because he would have found her. She was supposed to hate them, despise his kind so much that very same poison would lead her to murder one of his own. - What? With all the entrances to the Autumn Court being warded off one by one, Azriel makes the decision to close himself in the Captial City - Carpathia - to try and gather whatever information he can to protect his Court. Ever since that offer at Solstice, thoughts of more than her mate have been racing through Feyre's mind, but he hasn't exactly helped to get rid of them, not at all. I could tell her about the bond, I thought to myself as I did some searching of my own, taking in her newly pointed ears and the more defined angles of her face. He looked away to give her time to recover. I hope you guys arent getting sick of these Rhys POVs because I cant seem to stop writing them lol. He looked at her with a hint of surprise. Drunk on faerie wine, her walls are down and Rhysand wants to see more of her fantasies played out. 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. This is still human. Feyre!" Her eyes snapped open as a groan left her mouth immediately. Alone and without allies, struggling to find a foothold in this hostile city, the Spymaster meets the mysterious, beautiful, and head-strong, Kia. Feyre looked north again and he decided it was time to change the subject. 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. All seven parts align with the daily prompts. but not only his. If she noticed she didnt let it show. Feyre was dancing with Cassian, the two of them carelessly twirling around the dance floor. Since he had held her and winnowed her, for fucks sake. Not then, and not now. Rhysey-Piecey. for why I haven't told you more about myself? - Because you are human. 300 pages January 20, 2022 Starset A Court of Thorns and Roses Series | Adventure Romance Acotar Feyre Azriel Rhysand Fantasy "Rhys, there's someone here" a voice calls out. What if Mor leaves, and a night of debaucherous filth between Feyre and the batboys ensues. Happy Valentine's Day!Presenting a Drabble Collection featuring 10 different ACOTAR ships.The challenge: create a 514 word drabble starting with quote selected from a chaotic Valentine's Day prompt list I found on tumblr.The result: a present for all of you. - No. The possibility that she had started to care for me even if only in the very slightest made my heart race. 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She said, rolling her eyes. - Hunts been good. You will never trust me. 3. he didn't shy away from him, and he marveled at the way she had never been afraid of him. So, instead, he let his mask slip in, squared his shoulders, and said: - There will come a time when you will understand. I did not join them at the House of Wind that night for dinner. 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. The begging Im afraid of She would have a hell of a hangover tomorrow. - Look who decided to finally show up. The terms of the curse are impossible. They were always wild, fraught with debauchery and gossip while Amarantha held court over us doing little more than watching with judgment in her eyes and hungry glances at Tamlin. Although she shared a father with Feyre, Nesta and Elaine she was different. I practically had. Work Search: I almost didnt believe this was all happening until I was standing there waiting for her to be led out. Because if that's the case I would rather concentrate on that pretty handwriting you must have by now. In a change of events, Feyre kil Feyre is stuck in a toxic relationship that she can't seem to escape. Are you going to fly home? she asked. Swinging one leg at a time over him, I straddle Azriels lap, mere inches from that beautiful mouth. Every death always meant something, but somehow when it came to Feyre, I was beginning to feel like I would tear the Heavens apart to keep her safe the way I had for Velaris, consequences be damned. Chapter 18. When fate finally brings Azriel into her life after nearly 500 years, Kia struggles to maintain the boundaries between her duties to the Guild of Assassins and her spiralling feelings for the Illyrian Spymaster. An offering of second chances. he said carefully. It seems you have learned how to make a proper appearance though. 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. I could count the number of times I had seen Feyre on one hand and I had been hoping it would stay that way. S morecambe fc owners rhys and feyre court of nightmares scene. <3], Feyre Makes the Bargain with Rhys (Rhys POV), ACOMAF Part 1: The House of Beasts Chapters 1-13 (Rhys POV). Someone asked me to write the trials from the first book, so here I am *trying*, haha. Chapter Two - Rhys gets fucked by everyones favourite Illyrians. Who could blame themwho would want to bother with that sort of mess? - I haven't said I will. 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. Feyre and Rhys couldn't be happier. Nesta surprises Cassian with some special jewelry. She bit, her eyes narrowing in that accusatory gleam he had come to know so well. He took the opportunity to look at her. His mate took a breath and he watched her carefully as he tried to read her expression. She was too curious, this girl. The silence from her stretched on and the longer it went, the more nervous I became. He asked. Elain Archeron Elain is Nyx's aunt. 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. the plot is kind of my own but there are certain parts that I was inspired by posts or comments and ideas. Still, even in the darkest of times, Eris and Kallias find solace in an unexpected friendship which blooms into something greater. He replied. Completed. Surely she could understand that? Rhysand, Cassian and Azriel. 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? She seemed to read the answer on his face because she took a breath and knew what was coming. She watched the magic began to pull him to itself and her breath quickened. The last word left Rhysand's lips like a purr.In exchange for me? EDIT: read this while listening to Lana Del Reys unreleased song, Yes to Heaven. ;). No doubt he had been forced to earn his rank, had likely volunteered for the blood bath. Red splattered in harsh contrast against the snow at my feet, large sloppy drops dripping from Truth-Tellers blade. Feyre finds herself falling for all three Illyrians, the bride of her very own reverse harem. 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. What is- she started to say, but the sound of her voice was a new frenzy, a war cry thrumming in my body to take her then and there, something I knew could not happen. While we've done our best to make the core functionality of this site accessible without javascript, it will work better with it enabled. Feyre actually decided to join all three batboys in the Birchin and realized she made the right choice. 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. Azriel looked stoically at me as if he hadnt just shed the blood of a half-dozen men hed once shared camp with. and personally I think elain could learn from Gwyn as well as Gwyn from elain. The only sure thought in my mind was the fear that I wouldnt see her ascend back up. Maybe everything about me was a burden for her. :) Hopefully, I can write the other trials and maybe a special prison visit soon too. It was a lie, one he didn't know he wanted her to catch or not. They enter cautiously but freeze seeing a ball in the corner covered in shadows A Court of Thorns and Roses/ Throne of Glass Crossover. He asked from a couple of feet away, leaning into a tree. She said. I take NO CREDIT for the dialogue or ideas behind this scene. Unable to fathom his instant attraction to the Assassin, he makes a dangerous deal that sees them bound together. - She raised an eyebrow. Rhysand huffed. So Rhysand turned around and walked toward the exit. He fought against it, against his very nature. 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. 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. But he would have to be happy with this, watching them as they went by and losing themselves in his memory. After one too many suggestive comments, Feyre gives in to her desire for all three Illyrians. ** But here I am.. And then, just as he turned a corner, there she was, resting on her shoulders like she had been there for quite some time. While we've done our best to make the core functionality of this site accessible without javascript, it will work better with it enabled. Slow burn Luna Lovegood x Rhysand, o Rhysand because we love him. - He said, but he did not meet her stare. "Feyre. Emerie and Mor decide to take their friendship to the next level. And that wasnt counting the number Cassian and Azriel had taken care of in my absence. Part of me was petrified he would while another part of me was even more terrified he wouldnt. jon protects damian fanfiction; jackie hill perry husband; freddie blassie wife. Memories of Under the Mountain were amplified in the stale silence where creeping whisperings could almost be heard. Hope ya like! The outcome had been decided the moment we left the Steppes. A way of lording over us all the fact that she could celebrate our powers at her disposal whenever she so pleased. Hell was going to break loose when she knew about his wings, he thought, but pushed the intrusion to the back of his mind. But Feyre seemed relaxed, pleased even, laying on the grass. I trust you, time after time and yet it seems I am not deserving of the same courtesy. The inner circle of the High Lord of The Night Court received a disturbing intel about an heiress to their late enemy, King Hybern. He took a moment before answering, closing the distance between them and sitting next to her. Well, good-bye for now, I said hating that I had to go. But what struck me as even odder was the feeling that I didnt want it to go away when he set me down. He cracked a smile. Rhysand is up late working when a very intoxicated Feyre comes into his study. You are on your own kid Rhysand exhaled. # 5. With a jolt, she realized what it was. She pressed. But I quickly shut off the link between our thoughts so that I could try to send another more important message. Dont blame me He tried to hide how his back tensed at her piqued interest. Feyre is shown a hallucination of her worst fears, and thinking that they're real she uses her magic for revenge. I take zero credit for them. Maybe it always will be. You come here, year after year. Also, its getting late for me and I tried to edit, but Im sensing the typos may be overflowing with this one. No, no, never -. 1. The rest of the Mountain had either fled home the second Amaranthas blood was spilt or were resting sound asleep below me. The magic was happy enough with getting his attention before drifting towards the exit doors. 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. 'Look she's scared, that's all' I broke, my mate, Feyre, I scared her. He pants into my mouth, attempting to control himself before moving. Travelling around yet never staying longer then a few weeks at each court. 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. It was horrifying to watch, to feel. So with a dark smile, he conceded. And he could see the question slip from her lips just as her eyes widened. He was not Tamlin to think that would suffice her. Those belong entirely to Sarah J. Maas. This was what he had wanted. For a moment he wished he had her mates gift for drawing, painting, capturing those moments for him to go back over and over again. And I knew I couldnt tell her. He has taken her to be his bride. The wall is there for a reason, and right now, it's mainly for keeping you safe. In the wrong ears, that was enough to end her on a spike. Those belong 100% to Sarah J. Maas. Downstairs, Rhys chats with his family and learns about another temple raid from Azriel. I think it's a bit late for that. Rhysand Rhysand is Nyx's father. Invisible String 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. Maybe I wouldnt care so much; maybe I could convince myself their deaths werent in vain. Rhys? Cassian said, dragging my attention down to my hands. Feyre is shown a hallucination of her worst fears, and thinking that they're real she uses her magic for revenge.Jealousy, violence, and smut ensue. These are the hours that give them the strength to keep fighting; that help Eris make it through innumberable days stuck powerless beneath his father's thumb, and that remind Kallias his heart is not purely ice but that it beats fiercely for Viviane and he needs to keep going and make it back to her somehow. Or the flying.. Well see if I can do more before ACOWAR comes out. I nod, stepping closer to Azriel. But as of today, all asks and notifications are being turned off and Im logging out with no plans to return in the near future. I think Elriel slow-burn, but I kind of want to base this off of Elain, as much as I love SJM I want a book about Elain whether with Azriel or not. She hissed. I couldnt. No one invited me, Cassian spoke, voice low. or maybe just have relatable trauma and understand each other. The year of ACOMAF was invaluable to my heart and I will always be able to say that because of you all, that year brought me the most amazing friendships and love I will never regret being here for. The sight of Cassian & Azriel makes Feyre feel *spicy*. I cant stop them. His inner circle crashes their brief landing in Rhys's townhouse, sending Feyre upstairs. Feyre answered, leaning forward. - I hardly know anything about you. Starting with Chapter 14: Rhys brings Feyre to Velaris after saving her from Tamlin's prison in the Spring Court. Feyre! I screamed inside her mind, as violently and brutally as I once had to stop Amarantha from attacking her. I chuckled at being asked such an endearing question and she didnt even know why it thrilled me. After 5 years of trying, they were finally able to conceive their first child and are building a life in their newly built estate in Just a short one-shot of Rhysand's sudden realizations about Feyre. [P.S. The entire world was her and she was me and if I didnt have her now, I would go mad. Almost, but not quite. Hopefully theres something good in it and if not, at least theres smut! Watching Feyre enter the throne room for her final trial was a challenge. Slowly, I narrowed my eyes on the newly elected lord and approached, tendrils of darkness trailing in my wake, my wings stretched out wide enough at my back to send a jolt of fear down even the toughest Illyrians back. Below is Chapters 1-4 of ACOMAF in Rhyss POV and above are the links to those same chapters plus the rest on AO3. rhysand. Maybe it would be best to let her go, to free her of our bargain entirely and pretend the mating bond had never existed. What if Feyre had taken Rhys up on his offer to join the three Illyrians in the birchin? It shocked me so thoroughly that I fell backwards, all of my usual grace utterly gone. Azriels hands snake up my thighs to grab my ass. Would you like Azriel to eat out that delicious fucking pussy, while you suck down Cassians cock in between those pretty lips, while I touch myself wishing I were them?. While there are many who adore the series, there are also . - Why do you look like that again? - Feyre. 10. Rhys growled and nipped at her flesh, making her jump. - I had a good teacher. Rhysand sighed. But her eyes still linger, like she was trying to commit every scent of magic to memory. And they all bring to life each of their desires, deep, dark, and depraved, that have lurked for so long beneath the surface. So here ya go, haha. Please. Id spent fifty years thinking no one cared, or at least, no one I would ever see again, and now here was Feyre. Or die alone.. please do not think I do not care about Gwyn. Loyal to her spymaster, she faces the backlash of what that has c You cannot fly with broken wings. Feyre blinked. In every world, in any time, he knew he would have found his way to her. As always, the dialogue and scenes belong to Sarah J. Maas and I take zero credit for them. You who were torn away from everything youd ever known were thrown into a story you had read once upon a time. NSFW drabbles are marked *-Azris-Elriel-Elucien-Feysand-Gwynriel-HelionAutumn-Jassa-Neris-Nessian *-Nezriel. What would happen if Feyre didn't kill Andras? - You want me to show myself? The shadow of surprise on Feyres face was the last thing I saw before the warm air of the Night Court took me home at last. And her body, which had become so long and elegant with its new fae gifted powers, sat strongly before her, beseeching her move forward. You never told me you loved the wings - or the flying. And I realized then that she sounded so sorrowful not because of me and what Id done to her, but for me and what Id lost Under the Mountain. Id deal with my cousins scorn at being cut short after fifty years of waiting later. Rhysand disapproves, smut ensues. Please consider turning it on! Please consider turning it on! But she had struck true, even knowing him less than she had the first time, she had seen right through him. It was a long while that passed in which I didnt say anything. [Nesta x Cassian] Nesta hated especially the people of this godforsaken city. - Until then, Feyre, I suggest you don't keep on looking for trouble for I will not be able to come. A confrontation. Lastly, check out TheLonelyBarricade's acotar rewrite "A Court of Faded Dreams" if you like this. He braced himself. - Because I am human. You can't go there. All Takes place straight after Feyre has returned to the Spring Court.