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kacchanisalive · 2 years
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Can we stop about the theory that Dorian might be Feysand's son because first of all... ew. Secondly, Dorian is everything that Feysand combined aren't. Don't disrespect my princeling like that please 🙄
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bookishfeylin · 1 year
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HI !
I would like to have your opinion but (despite that I love feylin) deep inside me, there is a small part that ships tarquin and feyre, but can I despite what she did him did? I imagined in my head that this happened before she decided to steal the book. Also, I was wondering if it was consistent since she is brainwashed by rhysand. Would she realize that Tarquin wants to get things done, unlike Rhystrash? If so, I would have liked to see a friendship form between her and Tarquin and then become more who knows?
Hi anon! I mean, neither I nor anybody else can tell you what to ship or anything, but if you're asking if it feeds into nasty stereotypes regarding the oppressive dynamic between racist white women and how they have harmed Black men, I personally don't think so so long as you don't excuse Feyre's actions towards him in canon (the stealing, the brainwashing, the Blackface, y'know.) Which it sounds like you don't, so you're good :)
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nestaswhore · 3 years
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when people say “b-b-but feyre HAD to lock nesta in a house because she was embarrassing her and rhys”
seriously?
mor, azriel and cassian all canonically slept around and drank their weight in alcohol for CENTURIES and it’s not embarrassing? cassian publicly banging someone against a wall is less embarrassing than nesta privately bringing guys home?
feyre destroying a court when she’s supposed to be a high lady is less embarrassing than nesta drinking and keeping to herself?
feyre breaking the rules of the high lord meeting and using her powers to attack court officials is less embarrassing than nesta drinking?
feyre and rhysand banging in the sky over velaris is less embarrassing than what nesta was doing?
feyrug and riceman designing their 6th mansion while their citizens are struggling after the war is less embarrassing than what nesta was doing?
feyre saying that nesta was embarrassing her is so funny to me because feyrug, rhystrash and the inner circle have single handedly embarrassed themselves so much 😭😭😭 anyways, let’s finally admit feyre pulled a tamlin on nesta and move on 👯‍♂️
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illyrianbeauty · 6 years
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A Not so Chance Encounter: Chapter 13
Rhys is persuaded to attend a fundraiser by his cousin Mor. He didn’t expect to meet the girl of his dreams.
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Chapter 13: Pics and Kicks
Once Rhys had recovered enough from the shock of Nesta’s blunt, though rather perceptive question, he stammered, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”  He cursed inwardly at the heat he felt creeping up along his neck and face, certain that it would give Nesta a legitimate reason to doubt the sincerity of his words.
Nesta inspected her immaculately manicured nails as though bored and drawled, “Oh… so you don’t stare at Feyre Darling when you think she’s not looking or hang on her every word?”  She gave him a piercing look, as though daring him to disagree with her.  
“She’s got you there, bro,” Cass snickered.  Rhys shot him a glare and flipped him off, muttering a string of filthy curse words under his breath.
“Well, it is kind of obvious that you have feelings for her, Rhys,” Az said consolingly.  
“To everyone, that is, except for my sister.” Nesta snorted before continuing, “How she hasn’t seen and called you out on your constant ogling is a mystery to me.”           
Rhys crossed his arms over his chest and scowled, “I do not ogle her.”  Admittedly, he had already checked her out a few times that evening, and...  well… every time he saw her.  But Nesta sure as hell couldn’t know that. Could she?  Fuck.  Had it really been that obvious?  He replayed the evening in his mind, hoping that his appreciation for how beautiful Feyre looked had not been that noticeable.  Discrete, he assured himself.  He had definitely been discrete when he had checked her out.    
Nesta rolled her eyes and sneered, “Cut the shit Rhysand and answer the damn question.  When are you going to tell my sister that you are in love with her?”  Rhys looked at each of his friends in turn, silently beseeching each of them to help him out of this situation.  
“I’d like to know the answer to that question myself,” Amren said with an irreverent shrug of her shoulders.  
Cassian, who had been inconspicuously moving closer and closer to Nesta as the conversation proceeded, chimed in, “You’re on your own here, Rhys.  I highly doubt Nessie is going to let this slide without an actual answer from you.”
Nesta slowly twisted around and faced Cassian.  The smile she gave him was, undoubtedly, the most frightening thing that Rhys had ever seen in his entire life.  She sauntered over to Cass, hips swishing with each step she took as she closed the distance between them.  Cass’s eyes grew wide as Nesta stopped a hair’s breadth away from him, her chest imperceptibly brushing up against his.  Cass gulped audibly as their eyes made contact.  Rhys shared a concerned glance with Az, unsure as to what Nesta had planned.  Whatever it was, he thought, it couldn’t be good.  Amren watched the two with amused interest, much like one would watch a movie.  In fact, the only thing she seemed to be missing was the popcorn.  Cass’s breath hitched as Nesta reached up and ran a hand through his long hair, which happened to be down for once and not in its usual bun.  His eyes glanced down at Nesta’s lips briefly before flicking back up to her eyes.  Nesta’s smile grew even wider as she wrapped her other arm around his neck.  Cass’s eyes darkened with desire as he placed his hands on her hips, pulling her impossibly closer to him.  Never taking her eyes off of his, Nesta tilted her face towards him.  With the slightest of smiles upon his face, Cass closed his eyes and leaned towards her.  Just as their lips were about to meet, Nesta grinned wickedly.  She removed her hands from his hair and the back of his neck and gripped his shoulders.  Rhys watched in both amusement and horror as she proceeded to knee Cass viciously between the legs.  Both Az and Rhys winced at the sight, knowing exactly how painful the blow had been.  Amren, being the ferocious beast that she was, began cackling uncontrollably.  
“Nice try, asshole,” Nesta sneered as she stepped out of his arms.   
“What the fuck?” Cass roared, doubled over in pain as he grasped his manhood gingerly.  
“I warned you not to call me Nessie, you imbecile.”  She gave him a serpentine smile and warned, “Now maybe you’ll think twice before doing it again.”  Cass gaped at her, a mixture of disbelief, pain, anger, and lust upon his face.  Rhys wasn’t surprised in the least that Cass could still be turned on by a woman who had just kneed him in the balls.  For someone, such as Cassian, who had no difficulty attracting members of the opposite sex, a female not throwing herself at him was seen as a welcome challenge.         
Cass stuttered, “I… You… What the…”
Ignoring Cassian and acting as though nothing remotely interesting had just happened, Nesta turned to face Rhys and sniffed, “Well?”
Rhys had an overwhelming desire to shield his own private parts from her, just in case she turned her wrath towards him.  Stifling that impulse, he said, “Feyre and I are just friends.  And she happens to be engaged, in case you hadn't noticed.”     
Nesta snorted, “That idiot doesn’t deserve her.  He’s selfish. Not to mention controlling,  condescending, and arrogant.” She looked Rhys up and down before saying, “At least you treat her with respect. Even if you do gawk at her every chance you get.”  Rhys wasn’t sure how to respond to that.  After all, how much of a compliment could it be, saying that he was a slightly better choice than Tamlin? It’s not as if someone could get any lower than him.  
Rhys shoved his hands in his pockets and glanced around, wanting to look anywhere but at those steely grey-blue eyes.  Cassian was intentionally keeping his distance from the eldest Archeron sister, though his attention remained fixed on her. He was no longer cradling his balls and his face was uncharacteristically stoney as he stared hard at her.
“Nesta is right.  You should tell her, boy,” Amren stated.  As usual, her tone of voice indicated that she was talking to a child, and a dimwitted one at that.   
Rhys narrowed his eyes at the small, yet strangely fierce and intimidating woman.  “Why? What good would that do?”  He ran a hand through his hair and said rather defensively, “The only thing that would happen if I told her how I feel is that she would get pissed as hell and I would lose her as a friend.”
“Rhys, we’ve all told you this before.  Many times.  She has a right to know how you feel,” Az said beseechingly.  
Nesta stalked up to Rhys, poked his chest with a finger, and snapped, “It would give her a choice in whom she is in a relationship with.  That’s what telling her would do.  She deserves that- a choice.”  
“She made her choice when she put that ring on her finger.” he hissed.  He paused, taking a deep breath in order to get his rising temper under control.  “And unless she chooses to take it off for good, I am not going to tell her anything.”
“Then you’re a damned fool, Rhysand.  And I was very, very wrong about the kind of person I thought you were,” Nesta spat at him, standing so close to him now that they were nearly nose to nose.
He threw his hands up in exasperation and took a few steps back.  There was no way that he could tell Feyre.  Especially not now, seeing as though she had been distancing herself from them lately.  For Cauldron's sake, she hadn’t even spoken to Mor or him about her engagement to Tamlin.  It was going to be hard enough for him to broach that particular subject with her tonight, let alone confess his feelings for her.  He needed to take things slowly, one step at a time.  Otherwise, she would walk out of his life and he would lose her forever.    
Some of the devastation he was feeling must have been showing on his face because Nesta’s expression softened slightly as she implored, “Rhys, trust me.  Please.  I know my sister and she would want to know how you feel about her.”  Rhys was instantly struck by the softness and sincerity in her voice.  That, and the fact that she had just called him Rhys.  There was definitely more to Nesta than meets the eye, he decided.  
“We have drinks for everyone!” Mor chirped as she sauntered up to the group, hands laden with beer bottles.  Feyre, who was also holding several bottles, wasn’t far behind.  She passed one to her sister first.  After the rather heated conversation with Nesta, Rhys was feeling somewhat exposed as Feyre made eye contact and approached him.
“Here you go, Rhysee Poo,” she said in a sing-song voice as she offered him a beer.  Upon seeing her smile, he found himself beginning to relax.
“Why thank you, Darling,” he murmured, still somewhat unnerved.  Her brows narrowed in a silent question, one which he answered with a smile that was just for her.  
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Rhys watched as Mor and Feyre sashayed back to the table, arm in arm and giggling like fools.  After Mor’s endless badgering, Feyre had finally relented and joined her on the dance floor.  Cauldron, her smile was breathtaking.  
Before he could lose his nerve and chicken out, he asked with a smirk, “Care to join me for a minute out on the balcony, Darling?  It looks like you need to cool down.”  In all honesty, she did look slightly sweaty from her and Mor’s antics on the dance floor.  It was a good opportunity to get her on her own and talk- too good for him to pass up.  
“Sure, why not.  I could definitely use some fresh air.”   
As they walked outside, Rhys said a silent prayer to the Mother that the conversation he was about to have went smoothly.  Once they were outside, Feyre leaned up against the railing and gazed up at the sky.  
“Have I ever told you how much I love the night sky?”
“No, though I should have guessed since that’s what you painted me for my birthday.”  She smiled, her eyes remaining fixated on the night.  
Rhys walked up and leaned against the railing next to her, so close their elbows nearly touched.  They stood in a comfortable silence for a few minutes.  
Unsure of how to begin, he asked, “Enjoying yourself tonight?”
“Yup!  Watching Cassian and Nesta glaring at each other during dinner was rather entertaining,” she chuckled.
He snorted, “I bet you a hundred dollars that Nesta knees him in the balls again before the night is over.” They looked at each other and burst out laughing.
“I wish I would have been there to see that!”
“Me too!  I think Cass has finally met his match.”
She turned her attention back to the view, still chuckling slightly.    
“I’m glad you came tonight.  We’ve missed you.”  The smile on her face instantly disappeared and her body stiffened.   
He turned his body so he was facing her more fully.  “I’ve been worried about you, you know.”
Feyre sighed heavily and turned to face him.  “I’m sorry I’ve been kinda distant lately.  I’ve… had a lot going on.”
“Like an engagement ring you’ve failed to mention?”  Feyre broke eye contact with him and stared down at the offending piece of jewelry.  Her continued silence began to make him uneasy, so he continued, “You know that you can talk to me about anything, right?”
Silence.  He wished he knew what was going through her head.  He placed a hand on her shoulder and said quietly, “Feyre?”  Her eyes finally lifted to meet his and he was lost in their blue-grey depths.  Standing this close together, they were nearly touching foreheads.  A stray curl had come loose and lay in front of her face.  He reached his hand out and tucked it behind her ear.  Her breath hitched ever so slightly at the contact.  He stared at her in wonder.  Was she… Did she… Could she… It happened so fast that he almost didn’t catch it- her eyes darted down to his lips quickly and then right back up to his eyes.  He ran a hand down her check and whispered, “Feyre, I..”
A bright flash of light stopped him in his tracks.  He and Feyre jumped apart and whipped around.  Mor stood grinning like a fiend while holding up her phone.  “I’ll send you the picture Fey.” With that, she turned around and flounced back inside.
“Well, we should get back to the  party,” she stammered.  He watched as she practically ran inside and away from him.       
And just like that, the dream he had been living in came to an end.
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As they often did on Saturday afternoons, Rhys met Mor the following day at their favorite little bookstore.  They would frequently spend an hour or two perusing the books and then grab a coffee at the shop next door, something they had been doing for years.  They were currently sitting at a table near the window, enjoying their drinks when Mor’s phone began to vibrate.
“Huh. That’s strange.  Fey just messaged me on Facebook.  I don’t think she’s done that before.  She normally just texts.”
Rhys watched his cousin’s face become incredibly pale and horror stricken as she read the message.
“What is it? What’s wrong?” he demanded.  
Unable to speak, she offered him the phone.  He wrenched the phone from her hand and quickly scanned the text.  
Mor, I need you to come pick me up at Tamlin’s place now!!  Please get here as soon as you can! It’s an emergency!  I’ll explain everything later, but I need your help!  Please hurry!  
Rhys grabbed the keys off the table and was running out of the door in an instant, Mor following closely behind him.
His hands shook in fear as he turned the ignition.  Shit. Shit. Shit.   
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algumaideia · 2 years
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All the amazing things Rhystrash did to Feyre on top of my head:
(I also don't remember the books pretty well, so a lot of things are problaby missing)
Invade her mind
Drug her
Sexually assault her
Insult her by calling her human
Read her private thoughts about Tamlin
Break her arm
Tell Amarantha about her existence
Never apologize about what he did UTM
Put her on revealing clothes
Paint her like she was his property
Kiss her without her consent
Lick her without her consent
Make a deal with her for all the eternity when she was very vulnerable UTM
Use her fears to take advantage of her
Don't tell her about the pregnancy that is gonna kill her
Make her read creepy phrases about him
Send her to a suicide mission when she was bad because of her depression to get a ring so she could proove she was a good mate
Use her as bait without her consent
Don't tell her they are mates
Be a jerk around her because of his "persona"
Make her feel guilty for not talking to Mor when he was horrible to her and he knows the NC has a bad reputation because of HIS PERSONA
Don't mind his business and meddle her relationship with Tamlin
Don't mind his business and meddle her relationship with her sisters
Don't mind his business and meddle her relationship with Lucien
Make her feel guilty for saying nice things to Tarquin
Don't tell her about the whole picture
Make her the High Lady when she knows nothign about politics, the night court and basically anything
Put a MAGICAL SHIELD AROUND HER (cof cof Tamlin cof cof)
Show off her pregnancy so everyone can know how disgusting macho he is and that she is his
Don't respect the fact Feyre already forgave Tamlin (the guy is clearly depressed leave him alone Rhysand)
Make Feyre feel guilty for being depressed and not knowing how to deal it pretty well in the Spring Court
Please forgive the weird tense.
Best regards,
Me.
Ps. How can anyone say they are couple goals????
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Literally took me an hour and a half to color Feyre. 😍😍 Don’t mind the scratch on her face 🙄 PS my hubs got me the coloring book for Mother’s Day! What a gem 😍😍😍
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alectology-archive · 3 years
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It's been a long time since I read ACOTAR. But didn't Rhystrash seal Mor along with the entire IC in Velaris? That dumbass in the tags basically hates Mor for......being powerless in her situation?
There's something to be said about SJMess not wanting to hold Riceman accountable and thus making the characters complicit in the shit he pulls. But going around saying they deserved what they went through and saying they deserve to go through worse is crossing the line.
This is why I don't get involved in this shitty fandom.
Yep that's what canon says which makes it all the more baffling that people arrive at such weird conclusions. What were cas, az, mor and amren supposed to do if they were prevented from acting? I have no idea why riceman thought that was a logical course of action (while canon admittedly tries to convince us that he cares too much about the people around him it isn't really reflected in his actions) but why would you blame them for his mistakes?
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Didn’t rhystrash shield also stopped Cassian from, you know, HUGGING Feyre? 😆 Istg if stans bend more to try and make Rhys the best guy ever they will end up breaking their neck
Hi anon!!
Lmfao 😂😂
Yeah bending over for Rhysie is pretty much their and Sarah's personality lol
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ao3feed-acotar · 6 years
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Spies and Shadows
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2Ihvzn4
by RhysTrash
Renia is an Illyrian warrior in training. She stands out from the girls she trains with and a turn of events has her training under one of the greatest Illyrian warriors ever. (Azriel)
Also she has a massive crush on him.
Words: 996, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English
Fandoms: A Court of Thorns and Roses Series - Sarah J. Maas
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Characters: Azriel (ACoTaR), Renia (OC), Multiple OC's - Character
Relationships: Azriel/OC
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2Ihvzn4
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nestaswhore · 3 years
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i’m sorry but feyre can be so embarrassing
like she’s really out here MAKING FUN of lucien, vassa and jurian for being called the “band of exiles” ALL THE WHILE she’s apart of a group called “the court of dreamers 🥺”
she’s really looking down on lucien like that? girl stfu
your “friends” are only your friends because you’re dating rhysand, and your title is only your title because you’re dating rhysand, and the only reason you have a house (since she thought it was funny to point out that the band of exiles didn’t have homes) is because you’re dating rhysand
i suppose her scoring a sugar daddy could be applauded but she’s really not in the position to be making fun, laughing at or looking down on someone
why does her ego exponentially increase every book?
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nestaswhore · 3 years
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the fact that feyre has known rhysand for about 2 years and is married, mated, has a kid and a death pact with him is so funny to me. and also really, really sad. rhys is 500+ years old, he’s lived and lived and lived and experienced most of what life has to offer. feyre is what? like 22? she’s barely lived or gotten to experience anything.
being a mother is not just for 18 years 💀 she’s not going to cease being a mother once nyx turns 18, she’s going to be a mother for the rest of her very long, very immortal life.
i don’t like feyre that much but the doormat she’s become in ACOSF is a crime to book 1 feyre archeron 😌 i think we all know book 1 miss feyre would never let a man walk all over her the way rhys did in ACOSF and then let him get away without consequence for his behavior and for hiding information about her own body from her
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nestaswhore · 3 years
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just thinking of rhysand ruling all of prythian 😭
this man can’t even rule JUST the night court properly. he ignores the court of nightmares’ existance entirely (since, apparently in 500 years ONLY one girl has been a “dreamer” ok then) and can barely handle illyria and would rather build himself a 6th mansion than take care of these issues. and before you come for me and tell me “rebellions and outbursts take time to handle” rhysand has literally been a high lord for multiple centuries? and even if the illyrian army rose up, are you telling me they’d be stronger than the army of the multiple other courts?
and why would helion and the other high lords want to bow down and step aside for rhys to be the high king? why is being high king rhysand’s birthright? why would they want a tyrant and an oppressor as their high king?
another white man making the very limited POC characters that SJM has in her books step down so he can take over their courts and rule them 😍 gives me colonisation vibes
SJM, enough of this madness 😘
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nestaswhore · 3 years
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why do people want to read feyre’s pregnancy from feysand’s POV? like, did you guys read ACOSF?
it would have been feyre thinking of names for their baby and decorating their nursery all the while rhysand is lying to her and literally not telling her she’s going to die
we already got that one chapter of feysand in feyre’s pregnancy where rhys literally seduces feyre to avoid telling her that her pregnancy complications are what’s making him upset
he’s so gross
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nestaswhore · 3 years
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genuine question: why does “emerie’s gaze shone bright as she bowed to the high lord” exist? why was she blushing around him?
not to mention rhys being incapable of putting a stop to the female wing clipping situation in illyria in the multiple centuries that he’s been high lord and emerie’s wings literally being clipped, but aren’t illyrians supposed to hate rhysand? aren’t they threatening to rebel and rise against him? wouldn’t emerie have a dislike for the man that stands by and builds his 6th mansion while she and hundreds of other women get crippled and tortured in his court?
i’m so confused 👯‍♂️ sarah janet will throw away literal facts she wrote in previous books just to prove to us for the millionth time that rhystrash is the most amazing, most powerful, most beautiful high lord ever
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nestaswhore · 3 years
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something that i always think about is feyre’s inability to read. in ACOTAR she is 19 and the book says they’d been living in the cottage for 8 years, so she was 11 when her family lost their wealth
now … what 11 year old wealthy heiress (who likely had her own governesses) doesn’t know how to read? LIKE🧍‍♀️
children should be able to read BY age 6 or 7 and when i see people saying nesta was abusive and didn’t teach feyre to read i’m just like? seriously?
i mean that whole storyline exists just so that white knight rhysand can prance in and teach poor feyre how to read … because no one else ever bothered 🥺
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nestaswhore · 3 years
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when i see posts that say “bla bla bla i don’t understand the hate rhysand and feyre get for being realistic, having flaws and making mistakes” it makes me laugh. yes, it’s very interesting to read about characters that have flaws and make mistakes that they get held accountable for. it’s annoying to read about characters that are always framed as perfect and don’t have to face any consequences 👯‍♂️
feysand literally don’t get held accountable for anything. i mean feyre destroys a court AS A HIGH LADY and rhys is like “it’s ok ❤️”
she fucks up spring and summer and she faces no consequences. tarquin forgives her for theft, for fucking up his court as colateral to the damage she causes at spring and no one cares that she left multiple courts vulnerable to hybern🧍‍♀️ #girlboss
feyre assaults officials from other courts in the high lord’s meeting and uses her powers when it’s prohibited and rhys tells her not to worry, even though she hurt the LoA (not purposely but still) as well. yes, beron and tamlin are assholes but this pass that feyre always gets from rhysand and everyone else when she makes mistakes is so annoying
cassian is allowed to tell nesta she’s unlovable and that everyone hates her but only nesta has to apologise for being a bitch. according to SJM, cassian is a perfect boy that nesta feels she’ll never deserve. never mind the fact that they’ve been equally as mean to each other. it’s only nesta that needs to apologise for everything and constantly feel terrible
rhysand drugs feyre nightly for a month and forces her to dance in front of him and everyone, touching her inappropriately and humiliating her, and this man doesn’t ever apologise to her. he just gives her a sob story and all is forgiven and him being a literal SA perpetrator is never brought up again
rhys chooses to not inform feyre that their baby will kill her during labor, even after he constantly reminds her every 2 seconds that “it’s her choice,” but tells ALL of her friends and makes them keep that information from her too. about her own body.
well, i guess you only have a choice if rhysand decides to give it to you
BUT THEN rhys wants to kill nesta for telling feyre the truth (though spitefully) about her pregnancy complications. RHYSAND. the man that lied to his wife in the first place. feyre isn’t even angry at nesta, RHYS is.
and then rhys faces a total of 0 consequences for his awful behaviour and mistakes and nesta is made out to be the one to blame??? nesta literally is forced into a hike where she wants to die all the while rhys is facing ZERO consequences for being the one that fucked up in the first place 🥲
the only three characters that are actually held accountable for their actions are nesta, lucien and tamlin. the inner circle hate lucien for whatever he did UTM (even though he was the only one to help feyre as much as he could and got beaten for it) they hate nesta for not hunting instead of feyre and being a bitch sometimes and they hate tamlin for, well being tamlin
but i suppose someone should tell tamlin that he did nothing wrong bec rhysand has proved in acosf that, in fact, it is ok to lock someone up in a house because you believe it’s for their own good, it’s ok to be an overbearing idiot and it is also ok to keep and hide information from your partner ❤️
this rant is all over the place but i’m so tired of seeing people say “rhysand is morally grey bla bla” when SJM keeps writing him as this perfect girlboss that can do no wrong. if the narrative doesn’t acknowledge his flaws then how is he morally grey? sarah janet hold this man accountable pls 😗
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