Rhys? She questioned, her voice a strained whisper. What do you need? He didnt even have to turn before Rhysand barrelled past him, cupping Feyres face and pressing his lips to her. You have to tell me whats wrong.. I took one more bite of the weed to prepare myself and gave her what shed been waiting so long for. He felt his heart swell in happiness as he kissed her forehead. But Id barely managed two, maybe three mouthfuls before shed decided it was enough and had pulled away from me angrily leaving the tangy taste of her blood on my lips. But its not fighting! Mor, my eternally pesky bestie, insisted.
Feyre's Day Off, an a court of thorns and roses fanfic | FanFiction She was/is his safety blanket. I swear on the Cauldron nothing is going to happen to you, Rhys repeated over and over again as he shifted over to sit behind Feyre, his legs bracketing hers. He shot up into the air, flying faster than he had ever had in his life. A group of fic's detailing some of the more major scenes of A Court of Thorns and Roses by Sarah J. Maas from the point of view of Rhysand, as he deals with after effect. Multi-chapter based on a request for a shared dinner at the River House with Tamlin, Lucien, and the Inner Circle. Feyre finds herself falling for all three Illyrians, the bride of her very own reverse harem. From Clare Beddor to Feyre's real name. Take me back now.. Everything - all the pain, all the agony, the shaking, the fractures, all of it stilled at those five little words. Feyre, his voice cracked as he cupped her face,Feyre, Feyre, Feyre.. Yes, love? I asked, rubbing soothing circles over her shoulders. Elain Archeron Elain is Nyx's aunt. We need to winnow home.. There's also a lot going on for everyone with this, and a really complicated history between all of the players at the courts. Truly cauldron blessed, Madja had stated in awe, only adding to the mirrored excitement that Feyre and I had in anticipation of adding to our inner circle. Quietly, with the only senses I had left, I stirred behind our bond. (Fan fiction ideas, playlists, fan art, head canons, etc), https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12024617/4/Tethered-to-the-Starlight, _______________________________________________. Your mom is going to be just fine. Rhys and Cassian were both Azriels brothers, and he loved them equally. N-No. Probably because of their mutual love affair with just a few moments of fucking silence. I think she and Amren would be fast friends.
Azriel Stories - Wattpad Other Couples are Nalu, Jerza, FreeMi, Gale. I wonder if, even in my despair and hopelessness, I was never truly alone. But when she died, the seven high Lords resurrected her. Or the one where I rewrite ACOTAR to make Tamlin and Tarquin mates. It was a choreographed dance between them at this point.
Project Whore Chapter 1: Prologue, a fairy tail fanfic | FanFiction I could feel my wings beginning to shred along the bones and muscles where the venom sank its fangs in and disabled me, everything that I was. Heir of Night covers Rhysand throughout the events of the first war with specific attention towards the rise of the Inner Circle. I came home last week late one night, it had been impossible to hide I painted flames for her. Feyre. Feyre stared at me hard and then, she skinned me alive with her question and it was worse than a thousand ash arrows in my wings. I read her thoughts. We didnt have much clothing to put in there, anyway. She paused and waited for me to brace myself before pulling the second arrow out and starting on a third. Rhysand, it was Azriel who spoke from behind Cassian. Her eyes snapped open as a groan left her mouth immediately. After that, youll have over a month to make and send us the gift youve created, and well post all gifts through this blog either on the 24th or the 25th of December (depending on how many gifts we have). Waking was an effort. See their High Lord bruised and bloodied and rejected by the woman who could have destroyed them all if she wanted - an Illyrian in her own right. All the better for Cassian, I thought to myself. I felt her then at the call of my name - finally. And our daughter is going to be alright.. I painted stars and the moon and clouds and just endless, dark sky.. Feyre pushed, harder this time. Now every fucking Illyrian in these damned mountains would see. face where the bruise covered my cheek, that happen again. Or whenever youd noticed that it wasnt just a bargain between us. gates of Prythian Academy. I was nervous. Brockton Bay, 1988. Hope you like! mostly Nesta ships. Would you like us to call your brothers, High Lord?, Yes, he paused, his voice cracking as he felt the first few tears slide down his cheek,Please. I never knew why. her about the fantastic opportunity, Feyre couldnt help but And maybe that makes me a traitorous, lying piece of trash, but I dont want to hear you explain how you assumed that you knew best, that I couldnt handle it-, I dont want to hear you tell me that you decided I was to be kept in the dark while your friends knew, while you all decided what was right for me-, Take me back to the Illyrian camp. Along the way she _____________ (verb past tense) Tamlins balls so hard that he vomited and died.
Not Ready (A Feysand Fanfic) - Hello Feyre Darling The rest of my body felt clean as I started taking inventory of my muscles. I cast about for it anyway to winnow back to camp, but nothing happened. Im here. My mind lagged as I caught up with her words and registered the pain leaving my body as holes closed and wounds healed. So cold. Any buddy else loving the fact that Rhys is an old Welsh name meaning ardor or fiery warrior? How long have you known that Im your mate? she said again. I want nothing more than a family of our own. It was an effort just to stand and not collapse from how utterly stunning she was unleashing all of her capabilities for the earth around her to see. If Lady Death and the Lord of Bloodshed could find a peaceful love, perhaps there was hope for anyone. Feyre saw a flash of his claws, extending from his knuckles just as another shot of pain stretched through her body, a high pitched scream escaping her as she clenched the sides of the bed, her nails digging into the sheets. Her bright violet eyes staring up at him as her cries died down. She said nothing as she only leaned further into his hands. Lives are on the line-more than their own-and Feyre and Rhys will end the crime that encircles Prythian, or die trying. Her perception is that after leaving Under the Mountain, her wedding was never interrupted, and Rhysand never collected on the bargain he struck with her. Slow Pace. basically a modern au where rhys owns a security company that works for the government and has been trying to take down tamlin for years. I used them to the last drop, stretching them as much as I could, and painted little decorations in our cottage.. When Cassian did return, he was not stomping or swinging a sword. My fucking mate - Cauldron just give me my mate. Their love life is a mess, and three strangers are about to make them question everything they know about romance and feelings. Feyre nearly fell alongside me at the flicker of my consciousness. A multi-part fic detailing the events leading up to ACOTAR. Well send you reminders throughout the event when the deadline for sending us your gift approaches, but itd be great if you take a look at our sidebar and keep track of the date(s) yourself!
Rhys/Feyre AU Fic Recs? : r/acotar - Reddit The wind that ripped her from my arms tore my heart in two and I roared for the whole of my court to hear at losing her. Jean gave the all for Scott and the Professor to turn around. I havent heard stomping or swords clanging around in hours.. He held Feyres hand in his two large ones as he stared at her sleeping form. He looked down, seeing Feyres pants soaked in blood. Feyre became Rhys star. Young dockworker Danny Hebert, on the other hand, is just trying to live his life. But he couldnt do anything. Winnowing instantly to her side, catching both of her cheeks between each of my hands. "What's she talking about?" Rhys asked. What is it? she asked. Feyre reached her arm out as she smiled at Rhys.
A Feyre x Rhysand Fan Fiction - Part 1 - Wattpad Wanted to mate with her and find our eternal connection together, but Id ruined it. Cassian got up as he knocked on the door, a healer opening it immediately. This fic is the beginning of a 4 book series. Shes alive. and granted a scholarship. with me, Mor had pleaded. I knew they were but shadows of what she was enduring. Fuck, dont leave me in the dark. He wanted to know anything he could right now. ACOMAF (Rhys's POV) by crazygurl4ever. Excruciating at the best, murderous at the worst. Watching her train was a horrifying reminder of why we were here in the first place, of what she would become if she was with me. But I was desperate at this point. Caught between the dull throb of my blood and the desire to chase Feyre down the rabbit hole of her newfound anger, I chewed slowly on a fresh piece of the weed and nodded my consent to submit to whatever interrogation was waiting for me. Please. Fucking. Because I wanted to make a statement to Amarantha; because I wanted to piss off Tamlin, and I needed to keep you alive in a way that wouldnt be seen as merciful.. Rhys nods and breaks the door open. My mate. Feyre continued to labor upstairs, her groans becoming increasingly pained and shrill. It was unbearable. You only get to answer them. Azriel wasnt sure why it didnt annoy him, the way Cassian simply pushed into the room, lifted Nesta into his arms, settled himself back into her chair before draping her body over his. I wanted to cry. You were bleeding and screaming and-and they wouldnt let me in. This fic got a little angstier than I intended and I hope I dealt with it okay. Well Lucy's in labor with her and Laxus's second child, and Laxus lost a bet. *Azriel x OC* Lesley, the sister of Viviane, keeps feeling the tug of someone or something in her gut telling her to go North. Youre pregnant!, I had all but shouted down the bond, barely able to contain the child-like excitement bubbling through my very existence. The simplicity of two people who were so entirely comfortable in their own skin and life and love. At least take this new kickboxing class Did you know, Feyre said, that one summer, when I was seventeen, Elain bought me some paint? His best friends Cassian and Azriel want her too. Rhys and Feyre are already together, but Feyre still has nightmares. No giggling uncomfortably or heated cheeks. Why demand a week from me every month?. Feyre's Day Off, an a court of thorns and roses fanfic | FanFiction Feyre's Day Off By: yafan92 After a long, busy few weeks running both the Night Court and the art gallery, Feyre could use a day off. Nothing is happening to you. You might have just started enjoying the autumn time but were already looking forward to the more wintery season! And then Feyre found the second arrow and the process started again. Project Whore By: LolaRose-347.
Labor Stories - Wattpad But Feyre paused and the arrow didnt come out. She winnowed. It was rare they ever saw their High Lord cry, let alone sob this way. Feyre, I pleaded one last time and then - and then. Not on me. I squeezed her hand and with no strength whatsoever - only by the desire to please her, do whatever my mate wanted, did I manage to winnow us back to camp. I think she would like Velaris, despite herself.. The cave went silent and the world stilled as it narrowed in on Feyre coming to kneel before me.
feyrhys fanfiction And it was murdering me slowly that the bond was right there hiding in plain sight for her and she still didnt see it, but - not from you., My being melted. You can sign up here, but make sure to read our rules and requirements so that youre aware what is expected from you, and in turn, what you can expect from this exchange. He shook his head as he looked up, his eyes bloodshot red. Tell me, he murmured, cupping her face as her face was scrunched in pain. He stepped further inside, tossing his shoes off before unbuttoning a few of the stone buttons of his Night Court top. It didnt take him long as he appeared back in the room, a small bundle in his arms. Before I could let the guilt take hold and ruin our morning, I asked, Bath or no bath?. A quiet rustling alerted me to her waking. A ACOTAR and TOG crossover. I woke up in precisely the same position Id fallen asleep with my arms wrapped firmly around her. Yes, all good things come to those who wait, in the meantime, Rhys would certainly enjoy the Bride of Spring who easily fell into his trap. But the words, the words, the damn blasted words wouldnt come out. No night. . When Tamlin Spring is arrested at his own company gala, Feyre Archeron is hit with every single negative quality that he's spent the last six years hiding. CONTENT WARNING:Domestic ViolencePerceived adulteryAttempted rape/non-con. All gifts are to be made for this event exclusively. Feyre and Rhys please :), Fic prompt!! Completed parenthood nonfiction labor +11 more # 4 Birth Stories by Allie 219K 503 5 Here are some of my stories, all fairly short, about different birth themes, from lesbian to in the woods and even one alone in a mall bathroom. Rhys didnt even think twice as he grabbed the closest sharp object he could find and cut his wrist. Please consider turning it on! I gripped the ground, whatever I could take hold of without completely wasting myself, and prepared. All I wanted was her. (ACOMAF by @sjmaas) Nesta Archeron Nesta is Nyx's aunt. But I didnt know if I could live with scraps anymore. Rhysand Rhysand is Nyx's father. The pain should wear off. The coloring was a bit of a struggle as well BUT I am mildly thrilled with how Feyre and Rhys turned out. The effect of names on Rhys throughout the last part of the first book. My mate. Before she could reply, another wave of pain hit her as she yelled. Summary: I'm sure most of heard of this eletroc-shock simulator that men have been guinea pigs for; showing them what it feels like to be in labor. You need to be able to make at least one of the gifts mentioned above. And i know its not exactly what you asked for but i tried aha. BOOKS MEME | (5/9) nine otps. It still hadnt gone completely away. He rocked the little girl in his arms back and forth as her eyes drooped close. Gruvia.
Rhys You Wicked Thing, Feyre in Labor Rhys sighed in relief as he slumped back against the couch. I could have rested in that quiet pocket between heaven and hell content never to see the light of day again if the Cauldron would have let me. Rhys just so happens to have some High Lord duties that he had to attend to immediately, as reluctant as he was to leave her, so she was home alone. Brother are you ok? Cassian whispered to me.
Feyre Archeron and Rhysand from A court of thorns and roses by Sarah J. Maas. I hoped you might realize when I took you to bed, and-, Amren and Mor do. After hearing Feyres plea, Rhys came quickly. *Doctor comes running* Doctor: You're ready to push Feyre? She was slipping away, our bond dimming with each moment. She kept me safe the entire way through the night. The whip snapped and I distantly heard one of my captors scream. Rhys was desperate. We might ask you to edit/change your gift if we think it doesntmeet the wishes of your assigned person. Considered it unacceptable that she may not want to be a part of everything. I couldnt command enough strength to watch my blood drop to the floor around me as one by one, the hits fell in an endless torrent. When were you going to tell me? she asked, the full weight of that deceit lacing her words.
What if the bond snapped for Feyre at the same time it snapped for Rhys after the events of UTM. Rebuilding each other once again .. I felt the ash arrow go through me again - this time through my heart. High School isn't fair. Feyre held eternal. Rhys walked into his Velaris home that he shared with his mate. Reply with yours! Brother? Cassian tried again, this time reverting to shaking my shoulders.
Where is the brute, anyway? Right across from Nestas curve backed little cushion pod and Cassians cherrywood desk. I had to tell her. Please, Feyre pleaded as the Army Commander nodded immediately. I painted the table, the cabinets, the doorway And we had this old, black dresser in our room - one drawer for each of us. After her friends at Night Court learn about her pregnancy and wonder what reactions can they expect after the word about it gets out, Feyre decides it's time for a difficult conversation: she is going to visit Spring Court and talk to Tamlin herself. Little bits of anything here and there. Feyre is enjoying all the stories Mor tells them in great detail. They said Im too unstable and I would only make a mess of things.. Maybe a sly remark would slip out, but more often than not his wings would simply flair and Nesta would give a raise if her hand if she wanted to continue reading or close the book and set it down if not. You cant give up, these babies are so ready to meet you. Ive known Hence the tithes that his family has forced its citizens to perform. Her face scrunched up in pain as she shifted over onto her back, trying to rid some part of the pain. Stay stay stay - please.
Would you Take an Arrow for Me? (Feysand) It took 3 tries, but he finally got the hang of it and was eating heartily. I looked at you and then the strength of it hit me like a blow.. Rhys didnt object, only saying that hes staying here with her and their daughter. Mud flew into my face as we landed. I couldnt formulate a response. Maybe I should just sleep again. They each gave her a part of their power making her a High Fae. I did this to her. Powerful Entities of opposite forces . Shes going to be so spoiled by all of us., Feyre laughed,I hope Cassian doesnt get her anything stupid.. "Yeah, what's she talking about Feyre, daaaaarling," Cassian chimed in, wiggling his eyebrows mockingly. scowled at her. That I would have beauty, for those who knew where to look, and if people didnt bother to look, but to only fear it Then I didnt particularly care for them, anyway. What do you say we check your progress? Huffing in agreement, Feyre shifted so her feet rested below her bottom, and her knees were bent skyward. Everything changes on the night of Calanmai when Feyre meets the handsome dark-haired stranger who nearly kills someone she cares about. bank cards and filing for a new drivers license, I was content to call Modern AU cassian training feyre in a gym owned by Rhys. I knew for certain when Amarantha was killing you. My mate was there. Her blood working the healing magic of the Dawn Court inside me to save me again. Once finding her, Rhysand and the Inner Circle work to find a way to break whatever magic has rewritten her memories, and bring her home. She was becoming too tantamount to my existence to leave us unfinished like unraveled fabric. You should see her, Feyre. She showed me everything - fire, water, wings, wind, and ice. tip: austen words:10000-50000 sort:title, 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. north, where she, by recommendation of her teacher, had been accepted As an added bonus she now has a few more ways to tease her mate. Her screams rang in my ear as we fell, a shrill cry coursing down the bond for the mate she didnt know she had. Any good? He asked, not even looking up from his page. . I thought Fae babies were so rare as it wasbut two?, Chuckling lightly through the tears, I knelt to press a kiss to her already firming tummy. Mor The mate bond thrummed to life with the urgency to protect her. Feyre, Rhys frantically made his way to her, shaking her arm to wake her up. Lets play ACOTAR MadLibs! He didnt care if everyone knew all the way to Amaranthas grave. One of the healers quickly made her way to Feyre as she check her. He looked down at his mate who was starting to fall unconscious. The price of our great secret if ever Feyre knew and decided to claim me. He kisses Feyre for the first time, but he has to be in character. Be her, be - Feyre-. A clear order for absolute silence while Nesta finished her chapter. No. Chapters 49-51: Feyre Discovers the Mate Bond (Rhys POV), merry christmas my beautiful fandom friends, i finished this at like 2:30am so it might be a hot mess and i'm rusty anyhow and i'm sorry. Not a mating bond. A baby, she smiled, moving to place her hand where a bump would soon form. You should have been the one to hold her first. And for Nesta. The final arrow came undone and both my wings fell equally to the ground. Lucien just made a bold suggestion to Rhys: invite the High Lords to Velaris for a party . Little roses and begonias and irises. He just wanted his mate back. The wounds that opened just as sore and raw as my own as I watched us break apart in front of each other. She would know if she was in labor and this definitely was not it. I wonder if some part of me knew what was waiting for me. Cassian was right, she was struggling. She shut her eyes reluctantly as she fell asleep. Let me massage your back. But sleeping without her was worse. Feyre explores her sexuality - and chaos ensues. But barely. Once youve applied, and weve closed the sign up form, well take few days to pair you up and will send out asks/IMs to every participant about their assignment (i.e. She was so hard to resist and that touch - it was everything to me now. And even if anything does happen in this war, one of us or one of our family will look after it, we wouldn't leave them unprotected like that. You were in love with him, I said, the unimaginable horror that was my mate belonging to another forever spilling out of me. And then, silence. I said you dont get to ask questions. Her voice was a dangerous arrow in the night ready to take me at the smallest miscalculation. She was right. Even with your blood.. Many peaceful nights had been passed in this library. But if she was safe if separating us kept them from her even while I died, then. Even when she was pregnant. Feyre had a really shameful secret.One she couldnt admit to anyone because of how unreasonable and stupid and ugly it was.But she had a crush.And it wasnt on her husband.Instead - she had a crush on someone she had never met before.The High Lord of the Night Court.Whenever she felt too weak and tired to get out of bed, she'd imagine him, them, together. Feyre I prefer multi-chapter stories, but a decent one shot will do. Feyre's strained, broken voice filtered through our bond. There as sweat sliding down her forehead but she seemed to be asleep. One day, Tamlin the ___________ (adjective) was escorting Feyre back to the Spring Court. Terrified of the pain. Are you ready to meet your children, High Lady?. If you want to continue reading please visithttps://www.fanfiction.net/s/12024617/4/Tethered-to-the-Starlight. You cannot place a woman of warmth and strength into a region stuck in its ways. Into the wind and day, my mate left me. I will be, once they get here, I stated, whilst attempting to balance the pot of water in one hand and a stack of linens in the other.
Elain Archeron | A Court of Thorns and Roses Wiki | Fandom You need to keep your anonymity throughout the whole event. We may have to give her some sleeping herbs and let her body heal herself.. She was on her hands and knees, rocking, rocking, rocking, groaning and gasping as each contraction encircled her body. Shoutout to this precious cinnamon roll for listening to me talk obsessively about this fic and all my ideas. Feyres voice was thick as she gathered herself together and explained the mate bond to me that I had been trying so ardently to show her all these weeks and months. Okay, hes done! And immediately as the depth of Amarantha and the seeds of our narrative filled my mind, it felt like too much. I grabbed her wrist and told her the closest kernel of our truth that I could muster before I collapsed. I felt a rush of wind flow across my skin as she appeared in front of me out of the air. No resentment. I said an awful half truth before I could rethink it. Still she thought it was the bargain and I began to wonder if I bedded her then and there if she would still fail to recognize the bond on her own. Lorelai asked, ignoring Luke's outburst and the townspeople's stares. No, youd know when youre going into labor, her mind seemed to reply. Maybe it was the fact that the entire time, Nesta just kept reading. Apologies for thinking such things could be interesting..
They had questioned Nesta, at one point. Feyre - Feyre was gone and it was hard not to panic that something had happened to her, but if she was hurt or worse, I would have been too. Her nails found purchase on Rhyss arms as he whispered sweet nothings into her ear. I love this prompt and idea--for me, it was really hard to picture Tamlin simply agreeing to this. How long will it take? Rhys asked, his slightly swollen eyes looking into the healers. Too far from the house like Id hope. This, I choked out,is the greatest blessing you could have gifted me Feyre, apart from the honor of being your mate. My mate. Feyre you listen to me right now, I declared, gripping her hand tighter. You know he will, Rhys muttered as everything went back to normal. She sliced and the blood ran free and every nerve inside me wanted to fight against the harm to her body excepting for the fact that Feyre herself had done it. She was always angry, always burning. And I think Elain - Elain would like it, too. The first image Id seen of her painters hands that had come to me in a dream floated to the surface of my mind right as Feyre yanked on the arrow, pulling it swiftly out of me with no warning. The day grew colder and darker and I nearly let the sun set entirely before I finally took Feyre into the skies between my arms. Another arrow had fallen and if my count was correct, I could feel only three more left. A collection of drabbles. Roughly the plot of Rocky Horror. Her memories of her real life are gone, and her new reality as the wife of the High Lord of the Spring Court is all she can remember since breaking the curse.
To the stars who listen But Feyre - I felt her magic answer her instantaneously. The baby is much stronger than we thought with Made and High Lord blood. Language: English Words: 40,622 Chapters: 10 /? Do you think that SJM chose to make Rhys the High Lord of the Night Court because darkness is isolated without stars. Few days later, well post a masterlist revealing your identities and who made which gift for whom. His best friends Cassian and Azriel want her too. reporting the a-hole whod done it. The High Lord may come in now if he is no longer unstable.. This is an AU , What if Tamlin was her mate instead of Az . This story includes: A lie, a bitch and a totally false rumor that I had no control over. Why didnt you tell me?. She then finds. And tenderly, she was holding me in her voice while she worked, carrying me away and as far from the pain of my body as she could. Feyre? Rhys called out throughout their rather large cabin. Yrene soon goes into labor and gives birth. more romance-heavy than actual plot-heavy, but still contains a significant amount of worldbuilding. Like his daughter who was crying while the other healer cleaned her up.