He said. Instead, she just stood there, her chest furiously rising and falling, rising and falling. - What do you do over there? Tbh, Im not a very visual reader, so my physical understanding of the trial was a little hard for me to grasp. Rhysand, Cassian and Azriel. Feyre. A way of lording over us all the fact that she could celebrate our powers at her disposal whenever she so pleased. Though time management is not my strong suit (as you already know) this fic has really become a place to let all of my love for these characters show, and find a community that appreciates them as much as I do. Feyre! I screamed inside her mind, as violently and brutally as I once had to stop Amarantha from attacking her. I died. Instead, he complied to Feyres demand and let the magic disguising him drop. - For three days now. 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. Rhysand huffed. Least to say, for you. I've never heard anyone mention this before, maybe it's not all that important but it's a small detail I'm now realizing and adds another green flag for me on why Rhysand is better then Tamlin. In which Cassian is horny, Azriel is mean, and Rhysand is a High Lord that pleases the people. Azriel pays Elain a visit the night before she marries Graysen. Rhysand is up late working when a very intoxicated Feyre comes into his study. Even Azriel had joined them after some pleading from Feyre. That place. Years later, they both find love in unexpected places. - Can you do what you did before? But just as he was about to head for the bar, he felt a familiar presence at his side. 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. The only sure thought in my mind was the fear that I wouldnt see her ascend back up. Includes their prison cell encounter afterwards. They belong to Sarah J. Maas. This was nothing new. His mates long legs shamelessly exhibited for the crowd as his brother grinned like a cat while she pressed against his body. Then, after I taste you, I want to sink myself in you. Slowly. So with a short nod to her, he let the power take him back and hoped they could fix the gap they had just ripped between them. She was supposed to hate them, despise his kind so much that very same poison would lead her to murder one of his own. Based on the birchin scene in A Court of Frost and Starlight, when Feyre gets Rhysand kicked out of the birchin by sending him the image of him eating her out on the table, causing him to stand to attentionwhich is poor form when enjoying a naked sweat hut with your buds. - Im sorry, was I supposed to tell you I was the fae bastard from your stories before or after I helped you with your homework? Just drop a comment somewhere and Ill find ya. Feyre decided to take advantage of the silence. Her eyes moved around in an impulse, as if she expected a wild faerie to jump from behind a bush and attack them. I just think you should keep that in mind. If thats even real. Well that was 'till she got to the Night Court and all her plans were shoved into the dirt. Feyre blinked. :) Hopefully, I can write the other trials and maybe a special prison visit soon too. She would have a hell of a hangover tomorrow. She still had her freckles, thank the Cauldron. - I don't know what to think of you. I will always be eternally grateful for it. His eyes run across Feyre. The outcome had been decided the moment we left the Steppes. 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. Following the war, emissaries are sent across worlds. 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. Rhysand stood by the bar at 4. He took the opportunity to look at her. Az will be gentle at first, Rhys murmurs from his seat across the birchin. 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. come from, for a change. But here I am.. I tell very few about the wings. The mountains of the Illyrian Steppes wrought a chill through my bones I hadnt felt in years. Here was my mate when I needed her most to stitch the pieces of my soul together. Rhysand hesitated for a moment. #1 - rhysand Azriel relied on the light of the day to save him from the darkness. I take zero credit for them. He asked. I still hadnt even properly broken things with Tamlin. First, I want to taste you. Or the flying.. How does it feel to be a High Fae? I asked, deflecting to buy myself time in my nervousness. Rhysand seemed to consider, looking unconvinced. 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. Would that be enough? Id like to start with Everywhere, but I can choose, if necessary. 10. Just wanted to write about a drunk hand Rhysand :) Enjoy! My stomach recoiled at the word. Those belong entirely to Sarah J. Maas. Feyre decided to join the bat boys in their annual snowball fight. We would leave this room together today, but at what cost? This picks up in ACOMAF, right after Rhys kisses Feyre goodnight after Starfall, and he begins to walk towards his room. She answered. I almost didnt believe this was all happening until I was standing there waiting for her to be led out. The possibility that she had started to care for me even if only in the very slightest made my heart race. She helps Cassian win for once, much to her mates chagrin. - Are you serious? - No. - What? Maybe I wouldnt care so much; maybe I could convince myself their deaths werent in vain. Emerie and Mor decide to take their friendship to the next level. 6. In her place, you did. He raised his brow. Eris has taken power in the Autumn Court and there are whispers across Prythian that his soldiers are massing at the borders. Although she shared a father with Feyre, Nesta and Elaine she was different. Three days now she had been waiting out in the woods. I felt a flash of pain and a vision of blood - my blood - whip through her mind, but I locked it out before it could fully unfold. He said my name one more time and I blinked my eyes open. Find me They were my last thoughts as I hit the earth and the shackles that would permanently bind my magic away from me so long as I wore them were thrust upon my hands, and I lost all consciousness, lost my mate all over again. And he knew he would not be able to fix this right now, because for that he would have to offer truths that were not meant to be said out loud yet. This time, Rhysand didn't come closer to her. Not then, and not now. It hurts." "What hurts, Feyre? Feyre Archeron is kidnapped by the High Lord of the Night Court. For a moment he was able to picture it: a slightly older Feyre, her features fully defined, holding a baby against her hip, an ordinary human husband giving her a loving kiss before heading to town. jon protects damian fanfiction; jackie hill perry husband; freddie blassie wife. Every spare moment of my day was spent monitoring her condition and each time I returned to the darkening recesses of her mind, it was like watching my worst nights with Amarantha on repeat a thousand times over. Sometimes he wished he had known her father just so they could have had a little chat, just the two of them. Feyre is back in the Spring court after separating from her mate, Rhysand. While we've done our best to make the core functionality of this site accessible without javascript, it will work better with it enabled. I tried my best to make sense of it as well as guess at what Rhys was thinking since we dont have much to go on for him in this scene. The wall is there for a reason, and right now, it's mainly for keeping you safe. 'Where is my mate, Mor?' 'She's fine you idiot. The inner circle of the High Lord of The Night Court received a disturbing intel about an heiress to their late enemy, King Hybern. She bit, her eyes narrowing in that accusatory gleam he had come to know so well. But she didnt. In the wrong ears, that was enough to end her on a spike. Feyres age was often what people used to undermine her, and he had worked hard for her and everyone around them to take note that the respect she deserved was not tied to how young she seemed. They were shaking in a near violent manner. Starting with Chapter 14: Rhys brings Feyre to Velaris after saving her from Tamlin's prison in the Spring Court. Because I didnt want you to fight alone. I trust you, time after time and yet it seems I am not deserving of the same courtesy. ACOMAF rewrite immediately after Starfall; Rhys wished he could take back that kiss Under the Mountain. Hed hardly seen her do it back home. He said and Feyre seemed grateful for a way out. Will you trust me? Nesta Archeron Nesta is Nyx's aunt. 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. Thank you all for your support, encouragement, and love the past several months. S - She raised an eyebrow. 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. Little impulses of pain trembled along his skin and muscles in those last seconds before he gave up and was no more. Azriels hands snake up my thighs to grab my ass. What if Feyre had taken Rhys up on his offer to join the three Illyrians in the birchin? You will never trust me. Hell appear as he wants to appear., Yes and no. Dont blame me There was not one thing he would not give to her, but this, he could not. Watching Feyre enter the throne room for her final trial was a challenge. I can't wait for ACOMAF to come out! 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 . I was just thinking., Rhys nodded. She asked then, burning through her questions. Chapters 43-45 of ACOTAR where Feyre completes her third trial, solves the riddle, dies, and is resurrected by the seven High Lords, all from the POV of a miserable Rhysand. She just needs some time, that's all.' I was full on growling by the time she had finished. - No. If she noticed she didnt let it show. I still believed Feyre could do it, could beat her, but Amarantha would not go quietly nor without damage and that was what scared me. 11. 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). Rhys nods and breaks the door open. And her body, which had become so long and elegant with its new fae gifted powers, sat strongly before her, beseeching her move forward. A Court of Thorns and Roses Series - Sarah J. Maas. He has taken her to be his bride. Where is Feyre? Or kiss me, she seemed about to say. Tahlia relied on the darkness to All of these stories with take place after A Court of Mist and Fury so if you have not read that book then this is not the place for you. The sight of Cassian & Azriel makes Feyre feel *spicy*. Her mother's heritage caused prejudice and distance between her family. Still, she was not sure. Includes some brief details of his three months without her after he comes home from UtM and some improvised scenes, but most of it concerns his time with Feyre. Humans, he remembered himself, were highly delicate creatures. He bit. Feyre thrusted the knife into her own chest and I watched as my mate willingly committed suicide before my own eyes. He didn't understood what she meant at first. I wrote this because I felt like 1) I simply can't get enough slow burn scenes in ACOMAF, and wanted a really hot makeout sesh where Rhys gets his wish for a redo of that first kiss, 2) I wanted ONE more scene where they were pining over each other with palpable seggsual tension (because I'm a masochist), 3) I was left a little disappointed in their "make up" scene on the Starfall balcony--I felt more could have been said from her to him, and I wanted her to have that moment where she opens up a little more. I did not join them at the House of Wind that night for dinner. 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. - Dont blame me - He said, but he did not meet her stare. Only a little. He lifted me into his arms, cradling me against his chest before taking off into the sky. I was able to sell some of the meat on the market and give my sisters a bit to spend. She was too curious, this girl. Sweet Nothing he said carefully. He uses his grip on my throat to pull my face down so that our foreheads were touching. Those belong 100% to Sarah J. Maas. An exquisite gash ran down the center of his cheek. Id deal with my cousins scorn at being cut short after fifty years of waiting later. A Court of Frost and Starlight Canon Divergence -- what if during the cabin scene after the snowball fight when Rhys offers for Feyre to join him and the other sweaty, naked Illyrians in the birchin she accepts. What would happen if Feyre didn't kill Andras? Taken from Chapter 39 of ACOTAR. and personally I think elain could learn from Gwyn as well as Gwyn from elain. 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. After what felt like an eternity of pining, Rhysand finally has the courage to talk to Feyre. acomaf. 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. This was what he had wanted. I forgot its been a while for you, I said with a small chuckle. - You have not. The begging Im afraid of Elain goes to a ladies night with her sisters, Gwyn, Emerie, and Mor. Amarantha sat poised on the throne calling Feyre on with praise. left kudos on this work! An offering of second chances. He asked from a couple of feet away, leaning into a tree. 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. Rhysand cannot help her on a majority of her journey, so she will be forced to take down Tamlin, Jurian . A muscle feathered in his jaw. Not ever. It was not the first time he had wondered how he would have dealt with their mating bond had Feyre remained human. - His voice was firm. 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? 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. The silence from her stretched on and the longer it went, the more nervous I became. Tamlin would be waiting and then our fate would be in the hands of this small human girl none of us knew. She changed the subject. And they all bring to life each of their desires, deep, dark, and depraved, that have lurked for so long beneath the surface. ;). It would destroy the nugget of worth I dared hope she saw in me, to see me reveal the struggle that the mating bond would be. Rhys was looking down at me softly, our bodies still swaying faintly even though the music had stopped, though I didnt know when it had. But it was not that which made him take a breath before answering. A small silver star brooch was perched there, where he had forgotten to take it off after his meeting in Hewn City. We flew back to the townhouse, wind whipping against us, but it was warm against Rhyss chest. When the High Lord and Lady call, Cassian and Azriel answer. Near enough to sent them on the tendrils of wind that carried their blood and sweat through the heavy pine of the woods. Her mind, her body, her soul, I felt all of it and I wanted every ounce and then some. 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. But she had struck true, even knowing him less than she had the first time, she had seen right through him. - I had a good teacher. The letter was one thing, but I knew deep down it wouldnt be enough for him. Its okay, my love. Their fate is set in the surrounding stone. Her salvation. - Of course, Im staring. What do you mean?He smirked.What do you think I mean, darling? His hand rested on her knee. Please consider turning it on! Even as she moaned, her lips curved into a smirk. If she didnt turn up, it would mean she was safe. Since before she was even born. Feyre noticed and turned a final time to me. She cared. - And it only took you sixteen years. After one too many suggestive comments, Feyre gives in to her desire for all three Illyrians. Feyre answered, leaning forward. The walls of the prison were stiff and dark making it difficult to see and understand. Set during "A Court of Frost and Starlight". Their heads turned in our direction as we neared close enough for them to catch our scent, but by then it was already too late. He tried to hide how his back tensed at her piqued interest. Thank you, she said, her voice low and almost hoarse, grateful even. "Feyre," Rhys frantically made his way to her, shaking her arm to wake her up. Rhysand and Azriel come up to Cassian who stands in front of a cell. Unbeknownst to him, his destiny was bargained away a thousand years ago by an ancestor. For her to live her youth as much as she was able to, given her circumstances. But it would have been easier to live with it Easier to live with what I did if my heart had changed, too. The sun was almost disappearing by now and he was grateful for the lingering warmth that the season brought to keep her from feeling cold. She was so exhausted, in so much pain already that to heap upon her yet another challenge would have been cruel. You come here, year after year. - I hardly know anything about you. rhys and feyre court of nightmares scene. With a jolt, she realized what it was. A lock of hair crossed her face. I couldnt. Rayila is transported to Prythain through a portal. All of this. I cant tell whether I want it to.. Her clothes were soaked from merely one kill that shouldnt have garnered that much evidence of her deeds. Starfall washed over me before he parted. I did a thing. Until she finds her knights in shinning armour. this AU how it would play out. It was agonizing not to know. All year long, Feyre stared at her calendar, counting down the days until she was in that house. What do you get from this is you are not going to talk to me, or confide in me or. All seven parts align with the daily prompts. Since my return, Id lost count of the number of rogue Illyrian war bands Id had to hunt down and confront. - I never thought fae looked so human. She returned her gaze to me, trailing along my wings that ruffled for her, and again, she sounded hoarse. He knew she was out there somewhere, waiting for him, and he couldn't help but feel excited to see her again. Really look. So he stretched his time there, giving into that small fragment of peace he could offer for as long as she wanted it. Because if that's the case I would rather concentrate on that pretty handwriting you must have by now. Are you always.. he growls, this fucking wet, Feyre?. *Story is also on Wattpad under same name, written by me* 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. I want to enjoy you. His hand started sliding upwards. What would her life have looked like if they had not intervened? 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 plot is kind of my own but there are certain parts that I was inspired by posts or comments and ideas. So with a dark smile, he conceded. I told you youd love this, Feyre darling, Rhys purrs as he watches her from the sofa, lounging like a true High Lord with sprawled legs, slowly fisting his weeping cock.
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