It was not loud, it was not hands constantly raked across bodies in public (well, mostly it wasnt that). Fuck, dont leave me in the dark. A quiet rustling alerted me to her waking. There were moments throughout the day I felt the words rise to my lips and promptly die to plummet back down my throat at one look from her as she paused her magic while we practiced. Rhys and Feyre are already together, but Feyre still has nightmares. I watched her watch me, watch the fear course through my eyes. You were bleeding and screaming and-and they wouldnt let me in. 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. She couldnt die, Azriel said she wouldnt. Rhys and Cassian were both Azriels brothers, and he loved them equally. more romance-heavy than actual plot-heavy, but still contains a significant amount of worldbuilding. A baby, she smiled, moving to place her hand where a bump would soon form. Me. He didnt care if everyone knew all the way to Amaranthas grave. 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. A multi-part fic detailing the events leading up to ACOTAR. And then in the blink of an eye, Feyre was in front of me with a knife to her arm. Hopefully, he thought as he prayed to the Mother once more. I rarely went outside at night - usually, I was so tired from hunting that I just wanted to sleep. I think when you were Made, it it heightened the smell of the bond. While we've done our best to make the core functionality of this site accessible without javascript, it will work better with it enabled. It wasnt long before the curious glances she had given me while I watched her watch me in training turned into the question that would undo us both. I havent heard stomping or swords clanging around in hours.. Like his daughter who was crying while the other healer cleaned her up. Im here, he kept repeating as Cassian shut the door to the room, leaving them to what they need to do. Then you gave birth to her and I thought it was all okay then you fell unconscious. Ive known I could even still smell the scent of her in the remaining moisture lingering between her thighs where her muscles had come over me. How will Feyre navigate the new world around her while dealing with the aftermath of what she endured UTM? Feyre, I wept. They must have traced the magic I used yesterday And the horrible realization of what Id done to her - to my mate - hit me in full force. But its not fighting! Mor, my eternally pesky bestie, insisted. Thats true, Cassian muttered, trying to lighten the mood only to receive a glare from Azriel. Few days later, well post a masterlist revealing your identities and who made which gift for whom. Nuala and Cerridwen appeared on either sides of Rhys, their shadows barely visible. I was vaguely aware of being dragged into the cave, of the men who held me with anger they relished and made sure I was awake enough to see the torturous gleam in their eyes while they strung me up along the wall. I dont know, I admitted, just wanting this to be over with. . She stopped her speech as the third arrow came loose and one wing was free. He didnt care who saw. All the better for Cassian, I thought to myself. Truly cauldron blessed, Feyre Darling. Her shields practically crumbled under the flood of emotions threatening to dismantle her entirely. my face, grabbed my purse, and ran. Feyre Archeron is kidnapped by the High Lord of the Night Court. I felt it roar from her veins trying to reach me. Slow Pace. Language: English Words: 40,622 Chapters: 10 /? The whip struck my wings and not even my voice cried out as I emptied of everything. Before I could let the guilt take hold and ruin our morning, I asked, Bath or no bath?. The cave went silent and the world stilled as it narrowed in on Feyre coming to kneel before me. It didnt take him long as he appeared back in the room, a small bundle in his arms. 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. But barely. No magic. Excruciating at the best, murderous at the worst. 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. She didnt have enough for a full set, but bought me red and blue and yellow. Before she could reply, another wave of pain hit her as she yelled. A-And Feyre, he sobbed,I didnt know what to do. Rhys smiled at Feyre as he sat up,Ill get her.. The Game has begun, High Lord Rhysand brings his 'mate' to the Moonstone Palace and comforts her for the death of Lucien, to his utter disgust. You should have been the one to hold her first. Please. I clutched her fiercely to me as I felt my power fade out. I had ventured downstairs from our bedroom to grab a bowl of boiling water as well as sterile rags for the delivery when I was intercepted by Cassian. reporting the a-hole whod done it. north, where she, by recommendation of her teacher, had been accepted Feyre's strained, broken voice filtered through our bond. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -. Feyre is a young art student, Elain is about to marry her college sweetheart and Nesta had taken over the family business. Feyre: Noth- Rhys: You need ice chips. Feyre: No- Rhys: Doctor! They had questioned Nesta, at one point. 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. No night. People who end up not making/sending us their gift will not receive the gift that was meant for them. And I think Elain - Elain would like it, too. The truth - the mate bond - hung on my lips unsung at Feyres disappointed answer and I wondered if vaguely some part of her knew why. She lifted her eyes to pour into my very soul, her mouth forming a perfectO. He stepped further inside, tossing his shoes off before unbuttoning a few of the stone buttons of his Night Court top. Slowly, I studied Feyre as the memory of that day slid into place and she watched me stumble back on that balcony while I felt the bond click between us, leaving me forever linked to her. feel a bit bitter about not having a choice about going. Anything. With all due respect High Lord, youre too unstable right now and all you would do is distract us from what we need to do. Rhys didnt object, only saying that hes staying here with her and their daughter. We wont know. 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. Mor "One last push and baby #1 will be here, Feyre." After a few deep breaths, my mate bore down with an intensity that shook the very core of Velaris, of Prythian. Nesta. Anything else I need to know before I sign up? When we landed in a new cave, the stale scent of rock and dirt that was entirely void of any other life told me it was over for the night. Lucien thinks this will go a long way in mending relationships between the courts and in creating better allies and friends, but will it backfire? You were going to marry him. Applications start today, the 24th, and will close on the 4th of November. Nesta Archeron Nesta is Nyx's aunt. Ten years after the end of ACOSF, Feyre is stolen away by Tamlin and taken to an alternate universe. Chew on that, Feyre said and there was bite behind her words. He just didnt always like them equally. My mate. He kisses Feyre for the first time, but he has to be in character. Along the way she _____________ (verb past tense) Tamlins balls so hard that he vomited and died. You should see her, Feyre. Archeron made a face as her father pulled over at the looming iron So yes. It doesnt, he said, his face solemn. mostly Nesta ships. My mind jumped in a quick blaze of thoughts from the lingering scent on her to the knowledge of her time in the Spring Court to the bitter weed I swallowed in my mouth. But eventually she came and my body was suddenly not the only fire in the cave as she threw a handful of something course onto my chest. I felt her then at the call of my name - finally. She shut her eyes reluctantly as she fell asleep. Project Whore By: LolaRose-347. Why demand a week from me every month?. Her sister, Elain, had been jealous when shed arrived home one day Only that she was carrying me against her with whatever new strength had gripped her. The coloring was a bit of a struggle as well BUT I am mildly thrilled with how Feyre and Rhys turned out. about. My mate was there. Feysand Modern AU: Feyre has just been accepted to Prythian Academy, a boarding school for gifted teens, where shell meet her new roommate Mor and her unusual group of friends, including an attractive cousin shes determined not to like. I flew here and the healers took her. Rhys, Feyre said, her voice quivering in the darkness. Little bits of anything here and there. He just wanted his mate back. Youre pregnant!, I had all but shouted down the bond, barely able to contain the child-like excitement bubbling through my very existence. 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. Rest, she said simply. Id ruined everything as usual and it felt like too much this time. Please., In a flash of furry, Feyre flew at me and grabbed my hand with a force that could have leveled the mountains within which we stayed. Cassians pretty hot to look at working out, even if he is a total ass., I So. It hurt, sometimes, but it was never annoying. I felt Feyres disappointment wash over the bond at how weak I was. In a tale of twisted love, hate, betrayal, and unexpected friendships, Feyre has to make a choice about being selfish or selfless when she falls for the wrong man. When you spend so long trapped in darkness, Lucien, you find that the darkness begins to stare back.Did anyone else get chills when they read this part? The pain should wear off. Where is she, Rhys? Cassian asked just as another one of Feyres pain scream sounded across the small house. The wounds that opened just as sore and raw as my own as I watched us break apart in front of each other. Probably because of their mutual love affair with just a few moments of fucking silence. Any good? He asked, not even looking up from his page. I opened my eyes right as Feyre shuffled around to face me and was filled so completely with the sense of her and - oh Feyre, darling, I love you. I collapsed as my arms gave out. Did you know, Feyre said, that one summer, when I was seventeen, Elain bought me some paint? And tell them to be quick.. If you haven't, youtube-it, it's epic. Cassian pushed back his long hair as he say beside Rhys, Azriel following suit as his shadows lightened slightly. Roughly the plot of Rocky Horror. He wanted to know anything he could right now. Rhys sat uncomfortably on the small chair besides Feyres bed. Day time is-, For maps and history and strategy, I know. She was/is his safety blanket. Tears were falling in rivers from both of our eyes, our smiles and laughter ringing through the streets of Velaris. He took both her and Lucien back to the Night Court. Please consider turning it on! I hope you guys enjoy. The rest of my body felt clean as I started taking inventory of my muscles. A Secret Santa is an anonymous gift exchange where you make a gift for somebody, and someone else makes a gift for you (gifts include graphics, moodboards, photosets, picspams, gifs, icons, fanmixes, fanarts, fanfics and poetry). I came home and she was there on the couch. I take zero credit for the dialogue and ideas behind this scene. I dont walk away, she said, sensing my fear. You think I didnt want to tell you? If you log in you can store your preference and never be asked again. And then you you were enduring everything and it didnt feel right to tell you., The other night you told me you wanted a distraction, you wanted fun. These are definitely a l. He felt his heart swell in happiness as he kissed her forehead. Those hands had wrapped around her neck and I, I broke, the last of my magic reaching out into the void and surrounding Feyre. He passed through the doorway into the living room as he saw his mate laying uncomfortably on the couch, her eyes clenched shut in pain as her hand rested on her large stomach. 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. And i know its not exactly what you asked for but i tried aha. This, I choked out,is the greatest blessing you could have gifted me Feyre, apart from the honor of being your mate. I could still taste her on my lips, feel her in my skin. 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. Kill me, kill me, kill me- Stop it. No, he cupped her face as her eyes kept dropping close,Feyre stay awake. 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. Yrene soon goes into labor and gives birth. Her face scrunched up in pain as she shifted over onto her back, trying to rid some part of the pain. Rhys jumped from his seat as he stared, wide eyed, at his mates smiling face. Feyre and Rhys please :), Fic prompt!! Thank you so much! Please. It hurts. 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. I wanted to yesterday. I tried giving you my blood but that didnt work out well and they had to give the sleeping herb. I used them to the last drop, stretching them as much as I could, and painted little decorations in our cottage.. You dont get to ask questions, she said, a dangerous storm brewing. But he couldnt do anything. Chapters 49-51 of ACOMAF from Rhyss POV; NSFW implications, though nothing explicit. Embarrassment. Hed just be panicking in there. My mate. My essence cried out for any of my magic - something to get us through safely, but even Feyre, whos mental shield broke for me, knew that nothing was there. Id forgotten what this kind of pain could feel like, it had been so long since Id been taken captive like this. What do you need? Hey guys! 1 "And what if you aren't?" All Rights Reserved acomaf acourtofmistandfury fae fanfiction feyre mate rhys I started this months ago, y'all - back in May- and realized pretty quickly that I was in over my head (weaknesses: drawing men, drawing people sitting, architecture, the list goes on). 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. But with Feyre as Janet, Tamlin as Brad, Rhysand as Dr. Frank-N-Furter, and all the rest. We hadnt moved once the entire night, two puzzle pieces that once snapped together were locked in place. Rhys? She questioned, her voice a strained whisper. The world has only recently realised the existence of people with miraculous powers - parahumans. Rhys sighed in relief as he slumped back against the couch. Now., I dont know at which point my lungs started gasping - choking for air, but they were. This fic is the beginning of a 4 book series. I suspected for a while. Set after ACOWAR, an unseen threat forces the magic depleted inner circle to flee Velaris along with their high lord and heavily pregnant high lady. 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. I think she would like Velaris, despite herself.. Theyd left the arrows in them and already I could feel myself losing my hold on reality, on the will to live at the thought that my wings might shred. Wanted to mate with her and find our eternal connection together, but Id ruined it. Reply with yours! Azriel and Cassian suspect., Heat flooded Feyre. 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. Just one look to save me. I wonder if I was looking for this place - looking for you all.. About a Beast who must be prince and a Prince who wants to be beast.About a Prince who learns of second chances and a Beast who learns of redemption.About looking for love and finding it in the journey rather than the destination. Feyre finds herself falling for all three Illyrians, the bride of her very own reverse harem. I didnt know which end of it was worse to be on anymore. Even before I left the Spring Court. Right across from Nestas curve backed little cushion pod and Cassians cherrywood desk. What hurts, Feyre? I saw her and she saw me. So happy to be writing fic again after a long week off! Do it, I said in a quick pant, my adrenaline crashing within me. Or that maybe I should let you go so you dont have a lifetime of assassins and High Lords hunting you down for being with me?, I dont want to hear this. Feyre is enjoying all the stories Mor tells them in great detail. He looked down at his mate who was starting to fall unconscious. The bond was cool between us. Brother? Cassian tried again, this time reverting to shaking my shoulders. She had never had cramps before throughout her whole pregnancy but she didnt want to think too much of it anyways. AU, cause Laxus is a lightning bolt and it wouldn't work otherwise. I couldnt tell. Please dont. I gulped down the rest of my wine and discarded the glass beside the bed, steeling my spine as I said, Im thinking that I cant stop thinking about you. You need to be able to make at least one of the gifts mentioned above. Following the loss of their former life, the siblings struggle to find themselves in a world set on killing them. Minorly featuring Nessian, Gwynriel, Elucien and Emorie. It was a choreographed dance between them at this point. He shut his eyes as he leaned his forehead against the wall. I looked at you and then the strength of it hit me like a blow.. After hearing Feyres plea, Rhys came quickly. I knew it was the bond pressing in on me to spill ourselves to each other. Even with your blood.. Well Lucy's in labor with her and Laxus's second child, and Laxus lost a bet. Shes going to join us soon.. The surprise, and what he supposed Feyre would overreact to if she ever found out what he did when he skunk out of their raucous gatherings, was that he actually preferred Nesta as well. enter feyre, tamlin's ex-girlfriend and graduate of the best law school in the country. Raw from the pain and lack of use, I moaned to Feyre, desperate for further distractions about her life as Id first known her, before shed ever come to Prythian. Feyre Archeron and Rhysand from A court of thorns and roses by Sarah J. Maas. You promised., I know I did, I said, fighting so hard for her despite how miserably my body and mind were failing me just then. Cassian for a long time. 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. Feyre reached her arm out as she smiled at Rhys. including Tamlin. . Thanks for all your comlpimentsyoure so sweet! Standing to meet her gaze once again, I pulled her into a hug, my hands combing through the copious strands of hair on her head. We will call you when we know youre calmer or when the High Lady is stable. she finished, shutting the door in his face. Everyone was surprised by their friendship, but they shouldnt have been. Work Search: 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. And besides, trust me when I say Az has nothing to worry That I would never be a gentle grower of things, or someone who burned like fire - but that I would be quiet and enduring and as faceted as the night. REQUEST Can you make a short fic where the girl and her husband are having sex and that's was causes the girl to go into labour and the guy helps her get her give birth to the baby while saying and doing sexual things? My Feyre. Just to sleep with the instructor, really, Mor?, Dont give me that look, Feyre, she snapped. It tasted bitter. Many of them are quite adorable and brings a smile to her lips. It had been two days since the incident and she was still asleep. 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. Feyre darling stay with me. Its kickboxing and you promised to come!. I never knew why. I gave him a cloak to match Feyres because Im imagining them standing together at their throne looking coordinated and adorable as fuck. Thank you so much! and granted a scholarship. I cannot express just how much I love you.. Feyre finds herself falling for all three Illyrians, the bride of her very own reverse harem. Hybern soldiers with ancient chains from the king himself, to nullify my power. I pushed off the ground to scramble for her. The whip sent fresh waves of pain rippling down my spine and again, a male fae burst. 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! 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. I couldnt formulate a response. 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. 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. Your mom is going to be just fine. Feyre!" Her hand slapped the table and reached across for my own, her entire demeanor now shifted to one of utter delight. And she was scared. His best friends Cassian and Azriel want her too. Even when she was pregnant. Mor looked pitifully at me and back to Feyre before she took her hand. You know - you know there is nothing I wouldnt do for my people, for my family, I said. I knew they were but shadows of what she was enduring. And when we stood on the balcony Under the Mountain - right after we were freed, I felt it snap into place between us. River Palace. Azriel looked back down at his book, knowing that no other explanation was required. A collection of drabbles. Rhys walked into his Velaris home that he shared with his mate. I need help. 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. New to this, and not sure that this is the right place to post, but I'm looking for some good Rhys/Feyre AU fic recs, anyone have any suggestions? Youve carried them for so long Feyre, theyre a part of you. She was right. This is going to hurt, she said as her fingers traced the area around where the first arrow had slaughtered my wings. If Lady Death and the Lord of Bloodshed could find a peaceful love, perhaps there was hope for anyone. Where once I might have trembled at the thought, the idea of being so wholly connected to her lest I lose it, now it calmed me more than ever.
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