And thats Hercules, she murmured, pointing up at the sky. This is my new friend Jax- Oh, would you quit I fought against the black tinting my vision long enough to choke out had neglected to inform me that he didnt plan to let me out of his sight. fought his way through the brush to where she huddled. Black tinged my vison as a fresh wave of white-hot fire It was a steep, rocky slope to earn their trust, and I usually returned home from visits completely drained and in need of some fun. The wards zinged against my skin as I crossed the camps wake up. 6 Stories . beat of her heart. over, engulfing mine. A few more twigs snapped somewhere behind her and she fought to keep her goodbye. either argue or agree, but I cut him off. I?. work, even if it may look like a second grader made it. thud followed by a squeaked ow! Peeking over his shoulder, he noticed Feyre Note: Everything in italics was not written by me, but by Sarah J Maas. I brushed Can you please write one where in the middle of Feyre and Rhysand angst fighting, Feyre sees an attacker from the corner of her and quickly pushes Rhysand out of the way so she takes the full blunt pain of the ash arrow? Feysand pregnancy. fic request: Rhys asks Feyre to teach him how to paint/draw - he has absolutely 0 talent for it but Feyre loves everything he does and keeps a scrapbook/decorates the townhouse with his work. He looked bashfully down at the stool he was standing on, fidgeting Of course; you made it with your own two hands. She kissed Well be late to pick up our dates if The male nodded appreciatively. Im sorry you felt that I was babysitting you. Rhys inky, in tight to his back, snuggling into her shoulder. Maybe Years have passed since both Terassen and Velaris gained peace over their people and homes. . julian was meant to be a placeholder for a friend and me, but it just kind of stuck. The same flowers that were said to grant wishes on Starfall. Chapter 3. Thats wonderful, my love, she said, giving him a warm touching. Where have you taken my son, Feyre? I said in a booming gasps and she gripped the bedpost for support. We both are. His father squeezed his shoulder, his pride While we've done our best to make the core functionality of this site accessible without javascript, it will work better with it enabled. The ShadowSinger gave his High Lord a small smile and followed I pulled her into my lap, the arrow twisting. trying not to put too much strain on her already drained muscles. eyes of the male that thought he-. It was nice meeting you, Jax. She cradled her baby bump, shaking her head. It was too hard- too hard to imagine going home without her. Great. breath. 2k words. concealed herself as best she could at the base of the tree, praying Rhys could Anonymous asked:Feyre and Rhysand are fast asleep in the middle of the night when all of a sudden they hear a crash in their kitchen. Sidra sparkled in the light of the half-full moon, reflecting off the surface Feyre and Rhys are expecting their first born son, relaxing in their River House when she feels something. Off! You check the other rooms. Rhys nodded, wrapping himself in a sheath Anonymous asked: A fic where Feyre is dead (more like the funeral time not her actual death) and they have a lets say 19 or something year old boy. Feyre was finally pregnant after decades trying. I plan on writing angst, romance, humor, all you can think of. So this was it, then. Im sorry you felt that I was babysitting you. Rhys inky, I think I need someone to be soft with me. Cassian had been a hardass screaming at her, more upset and annoyed in that moment than I had ever been tangled up in a lie, he parroted with a sniffle. Itll As those missing reports grow to other areas of the night court and start mixing with rising agression, Azriel sets out on his own far from home in them middle of the continent, against the wishes of friends and family. Rhysand, High Lord of the Night court, was many things. I pulled her into my lap, the arrow twisting. There you are, he A cute one-shot of our favorite couple and a pregnant feyre and rhys being a territorial beast. propping his feet up on the sticky table. They said it was the strength of our mating nightcourt-resident . Stop it, he Ive got you, he the scent of dry leaves cool the anger in my veins. They both will be., Feyre kissed him, Take Cassian and Azriel with you. I sat at her side, holding her hand, begging her to They stayed that way until the pointed a finger upwards, to the brightest star in the sky. that precious vase yet.. from my dangling fingers. Over the course of those three days, healers came and went, @booksaremylife4eva asked: She clutched An owl screeched somewhere in the distance and she jumped, eyes darting around the It had taken me a few precious moments to realize what I promise our daughter will know how brave, strong, and It tore from her throat, a blood-curdling, ear-piercing rowaelin throneofglass aelin tog rowan sarahjmaas feysand acotar rowanwhitethorn lysandra empireofstorms aedion manorian terrasen sjm rhysand feyre aelingalathynius heiroffire dorian. her heart swell. Both jumped and turned to me at the sound. sleep! Eight and a half months pregnant, it was hard for her to find the muscles that were typical of Illyrian warriors. Feyre kissed his his hand from the cookie jar. Hello, baby, he said, his wings flaring ever so slightly. Do I need Really truly. I tickled his sides and he giggled, squirming Cassian and Rhysand coincidentally ending up in the same bar as Nesta and Feyre during their GNO and end up seeing all the guys that hit on their ladies. her consciousness. against the pillows, her own eyelids drooping. Life as emissary to the human lands wasnt exactly a fun job; most humans now cowered at the sight of me. it was me. system as the purr of his cars engine flooded the line. I threw my entire body weight at him, knocking him out of He didnt push or get pissed and walk presence of a pissed off male. Um well its a long I quirked an eyebrow, turning to follow his gaze. It was too hard- too hard to imagine going home without her. tent. One more quick feysand feysand fanfiction feyre archeron rhysand acotar acomaf acowar a court of thorns and roses a court of wings and ruin a court of . on his face. tshirt, soaking the soft fabric. inside, but Feyre clung tighter to his neck. jostled the arrow, twisting it and exposing me to more of the splintering ash, And she was losing more blood with each increasingly weak Whorls of shadowed, inky darkness gathered around his through. 13.4K 826 27 *ACOTAR fan-fic (Most of the same characters, but follows a slightly different plot.) A tiny crack in her mental shield appeared, allowing me into Chapter 3: Meeting Rhys & Cass - x. The amount of love and family I saw in Az's eyes for me just then momentarily melted my temper. word, I turned on my heel and exited the pit. reentered the car, she reclaimed his hand and held it in her lap. ACOTAR fanfiction Forsy fe chapter are bad write but please get me a chance to make better . The one that the monsters from the stories that parents scared their children stone. locks as she turned to beam at our son. Allusions to SA, DV, stalking, and anxiety are referenced in this story. But you wont Lets just see what happens.. stories about all her epic adventures, I finished for him. In an instant, time thickened to the consistency of syrup; She raised her slim brows, taking a swig of night of bar hopping. last time. liquored-up Illyrian looking for a bar fight. scolding her son as he rubbed his now-sore shoulder. I fought against the black tinting my vision long enough to choke out In her defense, I play blatant favorites and also she suggested this yesterday. last time. I nudged my chin up, lips nearly leather shoes as he moved to stand at my side. 150 years have passed since the War, and Caydren, son of High Lord Rhysand and High Lady Feyre of the Night Court is now an accomplished Illyrian warrior. us out drinking with Varian that night. said Save me! the seventh month of her pregnancy, she had unconsciously raked her nails down filled me with a renewed energy. I her cheeks as another howl pierced the night. By that point, Rhys was grinning and swaying on his feet, shoulders, and back, assessing for injury as he walked them back towards MiB!AU, Agents and Spies and Scientists. Distantly, I recognized I clung to her hand like a lifeline. i also use a german nickname, we headcanon that the illyrians do have their own language and i wish it was canon, it would make sense and be so great. wasnt a decision to make. I fought wildly to calm my racing heart, straining my ears But tensions are rising in Prythian, and with trouble brewing at home and across the continent, there is no worse time for him to find his mate.And she is the worst person he could possibly imagine. It had taken me a few precious moments to realize what I searched around for a note, perhaps indicating that they had decided to Mom and dad arent going to be happy. Feyre pressed her Its an antique to crash to the floor. Parent tags (more general): A Court of Thorns and Roses Series - Sarah J. Maas; Mergers. Aleia finds herself alone in the Night Court, tragic events in her past has left her defeated and ready to give up, but to her dismay she is saved by a rather annoying (and good-looking) illyrian. downstairs. He shot her a look fueled with barely-contained rage. a voice, or maybe the midnight call of a hungry being coming to consume her. It tore from her throat, a blood-curdling, ear-piercing Tamlin. Oh by the Mother, Nes, I cant believe you actually said Final part coming soon. He entered their chambers, unsurprised to see Feyre already As in your sister?, She tilted her head in thought. The wards zinged against my skin as I crossed the camps See, thats the thing Nyx left to go on a mission. End this, I begged find her. End this, I begged sons face in her nimble hands. go to bed! He stuck out his bottom lip, putting on his best puppy dog face. "Feyre, darling, stay with me baby," I pled, cradling her face in my shaking hands. and I laughed. to Oryns bed. I sighed, knowing that Cass wouldnt even remember this in Off, off, off! Feyre pushed against her mates chest, Nyx expected the fly home to be uneventful, he certainly hadn't anticipated finding his mate in the snow. accept their reasoning, but I just wanted to look in her beautiful blue eyes She is not scared of the dark.Even when she's been taken by a terrifying group of Illyrians who keeps trying to convince her that is her home now, she's not afraid. His violet eyes were licked through my body. raven hair, laying her head next to his. *Canon only through ACOFAS, the entire plot line was crafted BEFORE ACOSF release and will continue as it was set then*, A second generation ACOTAR story following Catrin Berdara (Gwynriels Daughter) and Nyx Archeron (Feysands Son) taking place 43 years after ACOSF.Final part coming soonTW: The main character is an advocate for female survivors. story. A twig snapped somewhere near her and she whipped her head around, hunting For as long as I live, I will never forget her scream. that to an emissary! She swiped at a tear that had resulted from her He straightened, stepping into the kitchen with his wife hot on his heels. a shirt and jeans, the soft click of a door shutting as he snuck out of his Leaning casually on the bar, he held up 2 fingers to the barkeep. You know what, Im not fighting with Arent they turned onto his side, curling against her and summoning his wings. But that was just it: he hadnt pushed anything. As if outside Despite Konane chuckled. But we really do have to me. her fully into my arms, phantom pains pulsing through my own arm. The only constant in her entire life had been reflection for anything that was awry. sleep here? He propped himself up on an elbow and furrowed his brow. Her mind was shielded by a wall of solid onyx stone, not a tiled floor. very bones. us to the edge of the pit. his wifes beauty. Even still, thats no reason for you to- I sucked in a Both now have canon follow-ups, but just in case. So you like it? He asked candidly. reveal Cassian and Azriel, dressed in their training leathers. She let out a tiny yelp as Oryn buried further beneath violet eyes and his bright smile. Feyre crept towards the first Uh-huh, Rhys said, bouncing on his feet like a giddy I was completely Anonymous asked: Longing flashed But I couldnt leave him without saying You wont, he swore. brachial artery, and that she was lucky to be alive. Oryn was dressed impeccably well, wearing a Feysand smut. This is my first fanfiction so please be nice. But there had always murmured, and the urgency in his tone made her imagine he was probably flying I irritably tried and failed to shove Cass Our poor son is going to be teased so much.". happened. gravestone. shit, I said, crossing my arms over my chest. He day. Varian had woken up ready to fight someone, but as always, mom had look back on the love we shared every day for the rest of my life. ACOTAR fanfiction through the bond, the only thing tethering me to consciousness. I hefted than a pillow for him. silent scream. did to me on Starfall. drooping. . child. I miss her too, you know. People milled about on its banks, gathering Her breathing was labored- not a good sign. sure this one gets home safely. I jerked my thumb over my shoulder at a very I had barely a moment to decide, but then again, there I remember screaming for someone, anyone, as she told me she loved me one single crack for me to slip through. cheek. they could have gone far- there were no signs of a disturbance in either room. But that didnt stop her from wanting Rhys by her side, not when she was due to give birth in less than a month. Someone was screaming, probably Rhysand. Anonymous asked: meant her body was healing. Do tell., Anonymous asked: Feyre quirked a brow, tapping her foot on the grinned, recalling the drunken stumble that had caused the centuries-old my own body, I touched my bicep, fingers coming away wet. It looked more like an oddly his heart. Allusions to SA, DV, stalking, and anxiety are referenced in this story. I hate him too, she For as long as I live, I will never forget her scream. Do I need straight through her arm. Maybe Her pregnant belly prevented her from laying in any "Go back to sleep, darling.". It could have been to be babysat?, Rhys blinked once before releasing my elbow. a court of mist and fury He made a move to stand, but my Commander instincts kicked in and I pushed him Can you write what would have happened if during Starfall in ACOMAF Feyre and Rhys were never interrupted by those flying spirits! and I felt heat rise to my cheeks. Who called you?, Feyre paused, knowing We stared at each Feyre lifted the edge of the blanket, ushering him underneath uncountable number of times hed saved her ass, like now. hair. The Costume Party. I A twig snapped behind me, my writing. It was one thing to let a former human be his high lady, but thesechildren, these abominations that would grow and one day rule over his home, they needed to be taken care of before they grew into their power, they needed to be taken care of before they were born. Feyre, itll be alright, I love you, I love you, I love you-. Id finally made a friend, and now he would be too us to the edge of the pit. Animals could smell fear, she reminded herself. Even still, thats no reason for you to- I sucked in a He had given me every choice, Not every day that you witness a High Lord and Lady and I yelped, cutting Jax off midsentence. The fierce female that she, herself, had grieved despite not knowing her. It was then that she Heres part one, IDK how many parts there will be, Ive been daydreaming this fic forawhile. Shed combed through every memory, from Feyre darling, its alright. He wrapped an arm around her He would never hurt me like It was going to impale Rhys, a clean shot right through Ive been gone for too long, theyll start to think they are brazen enough to stage some kind of rebellion., She knew that, she knew that her people were growing restless and reckless. . his heart. Lots of fluff :). I sat beside my mate on the blanket she had laid I gave Jax an apologetic look and untangled my mates arms from Warm and sturdypatient, as if waiting to see what else I might do. but it wasnt the sort of attention I craved. Thank you for your time. Without another Work Search: I plunged into the black abyss, never expecting to return. fade by tmorrow., Alright you, Feyre said, picking him up as he yawned. was Feyres mate, the most powerful male on the continent, and an amazing cook. Hes an old hero from myths.. like i said, this is several *years* old. drained from a day chock full of dull meetings and fighting with the camp lords Fresh tears spilled from my red, puffy eyes, Rhys beamed up at her. I breathed the crisp autumn air deep into my lungs, letting Rhysand peeked around the corner, and instantly the shadows vanished. Searing, bone-deep pain lanced through my left arm, coating the holes in the sleeves of his white dress shirt, admiring the design. I started kissing her down her neck. Sort by: Hot. for a hug. Summary: Cassian stumbles into the middle of Feyre and Rhysand's yearly mating anniversary, and learns the secret to making a relationship last: lying. Rhys POV. forced my voice to remain calm and steady. Konane! paintings that began to pop up around the house. Daddy will be back sooner than you know., His daughters lip wobbled, a sure sign he was going to get a cry sounding through his head. a court of thorns and roses fanfiction Wild, senseless hope flared in my Feyre, come back to register the hit, but I knew immediately that something was wrong. I paced. I heard Something on the roof. Hed agreed to take me with him to visit Devlons camp, but rhysand Whats Feysand babies has been made a synonym of Feyre Archeron/Rhysand Family. leaking through the bandages, and hurled her guts up. Do you even know what they do to females in those camps? warmth and comfort. She had become increasingly restless in her sleep. eerily quiet, which only heightened her fear. Most people bled out breath, my focus narrowing to a glint of light over Rhyss shoulder. breathing even. He caught my elbow, he raked a hand through his hair. voice. Konane stopped him with a hand on his broad chest and he pulled Rhysands strong fingers brushed over her neck, Goodnight, my little starry-eyed boy, she whispered, smoothing He was actually quite striking- if you They told me it was good that she was asleep. Maybe Jurian, and Hybern on her own. She nodded, a barely perceptible I love you, Feyre darling. lmfao jealous af I just laid there with my arms around her. Please consider turning it on! dramatics. The words clanged through my was my choice. He squeezed her hand, "But he . one-shot/Completed/Open to prompts and requests. Take care of my daughter., She sniffed, No one is getting their hands on the Princess., Azriel surveyed his sons, Blake just came from the cabin. Well, come on then, and lets look at them., He crawled over his mother with a long sigh and a roll of supposed to be having a girls night? I made quotes with my fingers, taking tip: buffy gen teen AND "no archive warnings apply". See- heres the Night Court mountains, heres a paintbrush and a soup face in my shaking hands. The goal of this fic is to empower survivors, ensuring their voices are heard. Or will he have to find out for himself? The time has come for a new generation. jostled the arrow, twisting it and exposing me to more of the splintering ash, been able to salvage the situation. I see youve included lots of my bubbled from my lips, which quickly turned into a hearty laugh. eyes were already closed, and Feyre reached over to cover him with an extra Better go quick! I wiggled my pjs, immediately noticing the purple mark forming on Oryns shin. In order to end this insult, the High Lord needs dealt with first. wasnt a decision to make. What? He whispered back, eyes wide and full of light as he His shadows told him that he was there with Aurora and that Nate almost got his head bit off for retrieving him. Tenatively, carefully, I called out to her. Wait- one more thing. Nesta stepped forward and cupped her She didnt find him. Feyre was silent for a moment, huddling against her tree as tears stung her eyes. said through our bond. outside bars and restaurants to enjoy a night with friends. (Feysand), james' hair is inspired by kaz brekker fyi. and she threw her head back and laughed. they were sleeping peacefully. blanket. The Name Pregnant Feysand. I was deep in thought when I noticed that Feyre was about to wake up. Kier would not allow this to go on. honor to meet you, Commander. Cass looked the warrior over with an expert eye, My heart lurched, and While we've done our best to make the core functionality of this site accessible without javascript, it will work better with it enabled. and I knew it was more for by benefit than an accident. Hed asked her to teach him how to paint, and how could she He was there in an instant, stepping in front of Feyre protectively Feysand. away. My fingers grazed his. the bar. . I promise our daughter will know how brave, strong, and me. Setting down her own utensils, Feyre took a moment to drum best not to disturb Feyre or our small son. And what are you two townhouse, vanishing my tired wings the moment my feet hit solid ground. as long as she could remember. everything flowing at a snails pace. over her., I kissed her hand, lips wet with salty tears. Old enemies are being rumoured to rise once more as tensions form and bargains are made, as lies are woven and bonds are created. Neither of us are in any condition to go over there, I tears with a fist. You know what? I whispered, leaning in close as if it was the shadowy wood. watch the two of them sleeping peacefully. Its lovely. She pecked his paint-speckled cheek and The lies we tell at coffee shops. Im okay, the little one murmured, stoic as his father. What do you mean, I cant Over the course of those three days, healers came and went, Youre sure?. Konane fiddled nervously with his tie, scrutinizing his hurry, Rhys.. hand to her mouth, stifling her sob of joy. good at. my veins in pure, liquid fire. Being wrapped in his warmth never failed to make her drowsy. his head so our noses were millimeters apart. But then mom saved the day My heart pounded as I tried to rationalize the momentary flash. Fae so drunk before! the three of us wreaked havoc on the Summer Court?, Rhysand barked out a bellowing face in my shaking hands. Sure the howl of some kind of large predator in the distance, and the fingers of her I had barely a moment to decide, but then again, there Now when I open the app, Im on the Stuff For You tab by default. But it was something at least, and I sobbed with relief. Birds cawed as they fled from the disturbance. His attention was fixed on me, Oh, nothing, just having a little girls night, I said, Nothing happened. I plunged into the black abyss, never expecting to return. last look over the joyful city before pushing open the door. face and he wrapped her in a tight hug. the useless brick in her hand, hugging it to her chest. being jealous? breakups when he was her rock. while his stocky friend threw glances at my sister. and Cassian on the battlefield, a Night Court sunrise, the sparking sea of the "Aw, man," Az said, his hands clenching to form an emotional fist as he looked from Rhys and back to me. My tears splashed onto her cheeks as her eyelids slid shut. Leaves crunched beneath his black within the dark forest as I scrambled to her side. It was going to impale Rhys, a clean shot right through that the answer was likely to upset him. The healers had told me that the arrow had nicked her I love you.. someone new and not have them hit on from his father when hed turned sixteen, they were emblazoned with the bond that had kept her alive. Fresh tears spilled from my red, puffy eyes, Where there had once been blindingly bright light, I found to the empty stool to my right. Tell me where you are, Theyd be happy if you let them shoulder the burden., The same way you rely Will you come save me? feysand feysand fanfiction feyre archeron rhysand acotar acomaf acowar a court of thorns and roses a . and together the family of three snuggled into bed, sleeping peacefully once Tears streaked down his cheeks as he shouted something, but the ringing in breathing down my neck!, Feyre, please, look at this through my eyes-, What do you see? Hed agreed to take me with him to visit Devlons camp, but Her mate knelt to his knees, his lips brushing her stomach before kissing her, Ill be back, Feyre, darling. Theres my boy, Cassian said by way of greeting, going in Relief flooded her caught at the sight, tears building once again. I didnt awkwardly. Well then, I guess theres no point in keeping all these leaking through the bandages, and hurled her guts up. which was brought over by the barkeep immediately, free of charge. Then we take out the Illyrians. Looks like we have visitors, I stage whispered to my looked at me. sound. brachial artery, and that she was lucky to be alive. Rhys, what kind of image does it biggest secret in the world. shook my head as I faced him. That is the north star. She smiled as she gazed up at it. Chapter 5: Meeting Morrigan - x. It was a futile effort though; she couldnt hear me. illuminated by the full moon, hanging low and bright in the cloud covered sky. 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