Tag: feysand

rosiethorns88:

Paper. There was so much paper.

In celebration of A Court of Frost and Starlight release, I made a papercraft of the starfall scene from ACOMAF! This was a defining moment; not because of the awareness or longing, but laughter. It finally broke the year-long tension between these two – and all it took was some splattered star spirit to the face!

rhysfcyre:

“You want to dance?” he rasped, his fingers curling around mine. I pointed with my chin toward the celebration below. “Down there – with them.” Where the music beckoned, where life beckoned. Where he should spend the night with his friends, and where I wanted to spend it with them, too. Even with the strangers in attendance. I did not mind stepping out of the shadows, did not mind even being in the shadows to begin with, so long as he was with me. My friend through so many dangers – who had fought for me when no one else would, even myself.

howeverlongs:

Rhys squeezed my hand as he looked to me at last. “And if I had not met my mate…” His words failed him as silver lined his eyes.
He said down the bond, I would have waited five hundrend more years for you. A thousand years. And if this was all the time we were allowed to have… The wait was worth it.
He wiped away the tears sliding down my face. “I believe that everything happened, exactly the way it had to… so I could find you.” He kissed another tear away.

aly-naith:

ya lit meme: eight otps
[2/8] Feyre and Rhysand

If you were going to die, I was going to die with you. I couldn’t stop thinking it over and over as you screamed, as I tried to kill her: you were my mate, my mate, my mate.
“But then she snapped your neck.”
Tears rolled down his face.
“And I felt you die,” he whispered.
Tears were sliding down my own cheeks.
“And this beautiful, wonderful thing that had come into my life, this gift from the Cauldron … It was gone. In my desperation, I clung to that bond. Not the bargain— the bargain was nothing, the bargain was like a cobweb. But I grabbed that bond between us and I tugged, I willed you to hold on, to stay with me, because if we could get free … If we could get free, then all seven of us were there. We could bring you back. And I didn’t care if I had to slice into all of their minds to do it. I’d make them save you.”

vvolchitsa:

BOOKS MEME | (5/9) nine otps.
→ Feyre Archeron and Rhysand from A court of thorns and roses by Sarah J. Maas.

My heart stumbled a beat. I didn’t know what to do with my arms, my legs, my face. I gulped down the rest of my wine and discarded the glass beside the bed, steeling my spine as I said, “I’m thinking that I can’t stop thinking about you. And that it’s been that way for a long while. Even before I left the Spring Court. And maybe that makes me a traitorous, lying piece of trash, but—”
“It doesn’t,” he said, his face solemn.