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“And sometimes, the stars are all she has.”

— etoile-filantes

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“Suddenly, every song was about you.”

— loving you in six words

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I swear someone stole the moon and put it into your eyes. Because every time you look at me oceans are moving. And every time you’re gone the seas stands still and silent not knowing where to swim.

Meins.

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“He’s almost perfect, but his only flaw is that he isn’t you”

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I’d lie

if i said

I wouldn’t go back to you

in a heartbeat.

I’d lie

if i said

I don’t still think

we are

meant to be.

— i’d lie // unknown

#poetry #poem #herheartpoetry #crush #love #unrequited affection #heartbreak

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“The hardest part of letting go is understanding that the other person is okay without you.”

- B.M.

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“And it’s selfish of me to say this, but no one will ever love you the way I did.”

— A.M.// I would’ve done anything for you (via tullipsink)

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“If I had to tell you my biggest regret, that would be prioritizing a guy that didn’t even treat me like how I deserve to be treated and ignoring a guy that treated me like I was a star.”

— heart2heartwritings

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“How amazing it is to find someone who wants to hear about all the things that go on in your head.”

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Paralyzed Unfortune - An ACOTAR Fanfiction; Chapter 2

I had done it. I had kidnapped the High Lady. I looked at her sitting on the wooden chair. She was really beautiful. But that didn’t matter now. The only thing that mattered was that she was here. Since I was born I had the ability to paralyze people as I wished to. If I wanted their small toe paralyzed, I was able to do that. If I wanted their whole body paralyzed, I was able to do that. I don’t know where it came from, nobody knew it. It had always been there and I was the only one in my family who had this ability. At some point we stopped questioning.

I had always hated it because it made me different than other people. My parents tried to deal with it but whenever I got angry I lost control, what led to them treating me differently. Today this curse was a blessing. I had waited until Morrigan left to try on a dress. After that I sneaked on the High Lady, paralyzed her and carried her to my house. She had been awaken the whole time, just not able to control or move her body. I decided to loose her tongue. I wanted to know what that bitch had to say.

“Who are you? Why can’t I move my body?” Her voice shook. How satisfying.

“Irrelevant. Irrelevant”, I walked around the room to make her nervous. I can’t even put in words how much fun I had.

“Why am I here? What do you want from me?”

I looked at her and waited a few seconds until I replied. I never wanted to forget that moment. The High Lady sitting on a wooden chair in my living room.

“You are here, Feyre Acheron,” I didn’t want to say her title. I wanted her to know that her status had no value in my presence. “because I want to tell you my story. Because you caused my life to be based on suffer and poverty.”

I didn’t want to harm her physically, I wasn’t stupid. I wanted to mess with her head and tell her what i’ve been through. Our lovely, empathetic High Lady wouldn’t be that happy after hearing about all the stuff that had happened.

“I’ve lived here all my life with my father, my mother and my sister. We had always been happy. We had enough to eat and enough money. We weren’t rich or anything but it was enough to live a happy life. Until the Attors came. Until you came. Remember when the Attors attacked Velaris? Me and father were at the bakery when the attack happened. We ran home after noticing something was horribly wrong but it was too late. When we opened the door we could already smell blood and as we searched for the ones, we loved the most, we eventually found them. Dead. My father never got over it. He began to drink and as soon as he heard about the war against Hybern he left me to revenge mother and Cantia. He never came back.”

The High Lady already looked very took when she said: “I’m so sorry about that. But that’s not-“

“Shut up. It’s my turn now”, I paralyzed her tongue. I really began to like my special ability. “After my father didn’t come back I had to make money myself. I began to work at greasy bars. The number of my rapes is probably higher than the amount of money I get in one week, but i’m gonna be honest with you, that’s just an assumption I stopped counting after 7. I don’t know if you noticed, but I’m beautiful. Some will even say breathtaking. And I used that. I noticed that when I dressed sluttier, the greasy guys would tip me more. The money I got wasn’t enough to live a life worth living with but obviously I got through it. I survived. I’m not gonna bore you with details, but all in all my life is pretty shitty. And now tell me, Feyre Acheron, do you feel guilty? Are you sorry for me?”

I loosened her tongue and noticed the tears rolling down her face. Pathetic.

“I’ve been feeling guilty since the second I stabbed the Fae under the-“

“Don’t you dare and make this about you. It was a simple yes-no-question.”

She started actually crying now. I made the High Lady of the Night Court cry.

“Yes I am. I’m so sorry. I didn’t know tha-“

“See? That’s my point!”, I punched the wall out of anger. It hurt, but i was so infuriated that I didn’t even notice. “You don’t know nothing!! You don’t care! You act like you care about the people in Velaris but you don’t. You and your “inner circle” are nothing but lying bast-“

All of a sudden something in an incomprehensible speed pressed me against the wall. On hand on my neck, the other one on my upper body. His or her knees blocked my legs, making it impossible for me to move. When I opened my eyes again I saw a good-looking, black-haired man. His body was covered in tattoos.

Feyre was obviously as shocked as I was. “Azriel! Be careful!”

I decided that I didn’t have to lose anything. I looked at him like a lion would look at a weakened sheep and whispered. “Won’t you take me out to eat first?”

The anger in his eyes couldn’t be unseen as he highed his hand and hit me with a strength I had never imagined. I blacked out. Next thing I knew, I woke up in a dark room.

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Paralyzed Unfortune - an ACOTAR Fanfiction , Chapter 1

The bright streets of Velaris were full of people and laughter. As always. Kids were running down the streets, women were chatting about men, dresses and makeup. It made me sick. In my 251 years of living I had never been this disgusted by the happiness here but I just couldn’t understand how all of these people could just continue. As if nothing had happened. As if all our relatives, friends and loves were still here.

My thoughts were instantly ended by the grumbling in my stomach. I hadn’t eaten in days. Yesterday, when I almost passed out, I decided that I had to do what I had to do and wore that red, tight dress that emphasized the little bit of a bosom that I had. As expected, the greasy guys in the digusting bar I worked at, loved it and tipped me more than usual. Maybe today I had enough money for a whole bread instead of 3 slices that had to last a whole week.

As I walked to the bakery I stopped and looked at the window of a store that sold beautiful dresses. I liked to think about the good old times, when father used to come home with beautiful dresses and jewelry. That wasn’t even a year ago... Oh how my life had changed.

I catched a glimpse at my reflection. Even though my life had become alone, monotonous and straight up awful I was still the beautiful girl I always had been. Much thinner, but my maroon, long hair still fell as lovely as it used to. Straight, as if something would pull it to the ground. My eyes were still the same colour, green. My lips were still light peachy and full and my nose was still as symmetrical as it used to be. But something had changed. My smile and the happiness in my eyes were gone. They had left the moment Cantia, my sister, and mother died. Father used to lighten up my mood. But he had-

I froze. That couldn’t be her. Not today. Not now. Feyre Acheron. High Lady of the Night Court. Trying on dresses with the Lords first General. Morrigan. My eyes filled with tears. Not tears of suffer or pain, I had never been a person that showed emotions of weakness. Tears of Anger and Hate. It was her fault. All of it. If she hadn’t come to Velaris my whole family would’ve survived. I wouldn’t be molested by the greasy guys at work. I wouldn’t be nearly starving.

I wanted revenge. I thought about what I was going to do with her. Oh cauldron I had dreamed of this moment for weeks now. It was happening. I stood still for a few minutes, thinking how I was going to do it. After that, everything went as planned.

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Rhysand: name a more iconic duo than my fear of abandonment and instinct to self isolate

Feyre: You and I

Rhysand, crying: Alright. You got me there.

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Friendly reminder

Fae aren’t immortal. Either Feyre or Rhysand will outlive the other.

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the inner circle as john mulaney quotes

feyre: “I’ll keep my emotions right here, and then one day, I’ll die”

mor: “but sometimes [she] would be a little gay”

amren: “I’m so horny and angry all the time”

rhys: “and without looking up to me, my dad just said “you have the moral backbone of a chocolate eclair””

cassian: “hey, you could soup into my lap and I’ll probably apologize to you”

azriel: “but instead, he made his living in murder”