Feyre Archeron - Tumblr Posts

the nips are covered in paint, therefore you cannot actually see them, they’re covered, don’t hide my post.

I just wanted to draw this scene in acomaf because of the ridiculousness of Feyre’s dress (which I think I might have exaggerated a tiny bit in volume lol)

feyre archeron and rhysand.

“of course i'll dance with you. all night if you wish.” “even if i step on your toes?” “even then.”

Book female character: I can do it on my own.

Me : yasss bitch!!

Book female character: "runs to her love interest and her character development leaves the chat"

Me : no bitch!!

Hello everyone! I hope you're having a good day or night lol! Oh, also Happy Holidays! Below the keep reading I have a fic that IDK if you will like that I'm not sure if I'll upload here. But I thought why not let you know about it. And I'll do a poll to see if I should upload it here on Tumblr for you guys. It's all up to you guys if I do it or not.

𝐑𝐞𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐲 | ❝ The act of loving someone who loves you; a love returned in full. ❞

She was just a shy normal young woman enjoying her life. That is until she found herself in the claws of Amarantha while visiting her friend Clare Beddor. She then finds herself being kidnapped and endearing pain like no other and witnessing many horrors. She thought it could get no worst… but then she soon found herself in the grasp of King Hybern. She was just about done with life. Until she finds herself being turned into an old extinct creature, and then finding herself in the hands of the Inner Circle. Soon she then finds herself catching the eyes of two of the Inner Circle. Two men who want nothing but to protect her from her past and the upcoming war. Two men who happened to be her mates.

↝★★↜ Taehyung x FEMALE!POC!READER x Jungkook↝★★↜

I have it on my Wattpad account if it doesn't make it on Tumblr which is thefaithfulwriter1 and yeah. It is a ACOTAR ( A Court of Thorns and Roses ) fic with BTS added or sprinkled in lol. I honestly don't know if you will like so just let me know. It is in your hands lol.

Alright BYYYEE!

ACOTAR's current popularity reminds me of Twilight's rabid popularity of the early 2000s...

..so give it a few years and ACOTAR will be turning up in second hand bookshops constantly: no second hand bookshop is complete without a copy of Twilight. In 2035, no second hand bookshop will be complete without ACOTAR

Cooking with love - A Cassian X reader story

You heard the door open but didn't look away from the pile of papers scattered on the dining room table. You had recently come back from visiting your family in the Summer Court when Rhysand requested your presence at his townhouse. He needed a house to be built. A gift for Feyre. A home that would house his mate and his newborn son Nyx. Hopefully, become a home to any other children they may decide to have together. Those words went unspoken but the both of us heard it loud and clear. That was why you were hunched over the dining table that was pushed up against the window, trying to make Rhysand's dreams into reality.

"An architects dream is an engineers nightmare," you muttered under your breath. "Cauldron Rhysand" you continued, "this is structurally impossible to accomplish. Thank the cauldron you came to your Head Engineer to build you your house. Maybe I can knock some sense into you with a brick whilst I'm at it". You shook your head and let out an exasperated breath.

You heard a deep, rasping chuckle just behind your ear. The sound made your skin prickle and tingle with warmth, but didn't quite curb the irritation you felt towards your High Lord.

"What's Rhysand done now?", Cassian laughed in your ear as he banded his arms around you to hold you against his warm body. His chest pressed up against your back whilst his chin gently rested on the top of your head. He tucked his head in, the tip of his nose grazing your hair to drop a single kiss to your head. He took a deep breath in, your floral scent calming his soul and turned his head to the left to lay his cheek on top of your head.

You hummed and enjoyed the feeling of his secure arms. He was feared and revered by the people of the Night Court. Earning his title of the Lord of Bloodshed whilst he fought battles as a young Illyrian warrior alongside his two brothers. He had become hardened, both mentally and physically, from a young age to withstand all kinds of evil this world harboured. Yet, this fearsome and frightening warrior had a warmth inside him that drew you in. A steady ember that glowed brighter than his Siphons. A glow that was powered by friendship, loyalty and love. You had never believed that glow inside his chest would consume and encompass your heart too, for you loved him with all your soul. You weren't his mate, but, you fell in love with him anyways. He had fallen in love with you too. A friendship that grew into a mature love, rooted in mutual respect.

You pursed your lips. "He's got some pretty solid ideas which in theory should work but," you trailed off with a deep sigh, "it just needs a little bit more thinking from me. I can't seem to figure out how to execute this so that the staircase can actually hold the weight of his big head," you finished your sentence with agitation.

"Well, if there's anyone who can help Rhysand not fall flat on his face in his own home then it's my beautiful, accomplished wife." Cassian stated with determination. You tilted your head back to peer up at him through your lashes. Your eyes, squinted with suspicion, locked onto his honey coloured orbs, "Mhmm and it exactly why are you buttering me up, oh Lord of Bloodshed?"

"No reason", he uttered, "I just love you and know for a fact that you've likely spent your entire day trying to perfect this house for Rhysand and Feyre. I'm also 99.9% sure that you haven't eaten anything today." He was right. You hadn't eaten. Too stressed in trying to design a home for your two friends and their baby boy. They had gone through so much together and had done so much for Prythian that you wanted to create a home where they could feel cherished and loved. A place where they could create new memories together. Memories that one day could heal their broken selves and give them hope for the future.

Cassian stared down at you, a soft smile painted his lips and a glimmer twinkled in his eyes which told you that he knew exactly where your mind had gone. Letting go of your body, he grabbed your hand in his and tugged you away from the table towards the kitchen. "You", he said whilst pushing you down into a seat "sit here whilst I, Chef Cassian, cook you something delicious".

You chuckled watching Cassian flounce around the kitchen. He grabbed an apron from the top drawer to tie around his waist and then placed his hand on his hips, determined to create something delicious for you. You looked at him, eyes glazed with love and thanked the Cauldron for gifting you with a wonderful husband.

"This reminds me of our first date." you spoke, your words dripped in nostalgia.

"Yeah" he murmured back, " I remember it turning out to be a disaster and Rhysand having to put out a fire". You laughed at the memory. You weren't fond of going out and loved to spend most of your days inside your flat. Cassian had finally built-up the courage to ask you out and although you were giddy at the prospect of going out on a date with Cassian, you were still weary that this step may ruin your long lasting friendship. Cassian proposed that he cook for you in your flat, that way you would be somewhere comfortable and could relax. He was always so thoughtful about your feelings and his suggestion only made you feel more secure about going into a romantic relationship with him.

Turns out Cassian had never cooked anything in his life until that moment, always relying on Rhysand or the magic of the Windhaven house to feed him. Thankfully no-one got hurt after that date night fire fisaco, only Cassians pride. It resulted in you both deciding on taking cooking classes together for your dates. Leading to the both of you falling head over heels in love with each other and learning to cook different Court cusuines.

"Well, I loved that date night no matter how much of a disaster it was. It opened my eyes to you and how serious you were about me, about us," you spoke softly, eyes welling up with tears. " I think I started to fall in love with you then. You didn't even know how to cook back then but wanted to do something sweet and romantic just so I didn't feel uncomfortable out in public. And here you are today, feeding me because I forgot".

"You're my love. Looking after you is my privelege and joy" he replied. His words were short and sweet but I could feel every fibre of his love in those words. He plated up the food and placed it in front of me. "Eat up sweetheart", he said, tilting my face up to place a firm kiss on my lips. "Can't have the Night Court's Head Engineer low on fuel. Cauldron knows these houses won't stay up without you," he winked and walked away to wash the dishes. You smiled into your food and thanked the Cauldron one last time.

Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii! This is my first time writing fanfic. I hope I did a good enough write up and you all like it. I'm so nervous. I'm not a writer by nature so there's probably loads of spelling and grammar mistakea but I just wanted to give it a go and be part of a community that gives joy to readers like meee.

With love,

theduskyprincess

Growth is realising that every character in the ACOTAR world is problematic. It's okay for people to have their fave characters. You shouldn't think less of others for their choice and they shouldn't think less of you for your choice.

"Be glad of your human heart, Feyre. Pity those who don't feel anything at all.

Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Thorns and Roses

I... came back to posting on tumblr. Oh, shit. I was looking for inspiration and then I see a image and thought ''Thats Rhysand. The pose, the eyes''. I don't even like him that much, I'm more a Feylin fan.

Guys.... do anyone remember when Feyre said her name to TAMLIN and he was like "uh, that's a feerie name. Did your mother ever tell you what it means" and then the book never touch the topic EVER again? Was Sarah planning or making Feyre part feerie or... something like that? Like, does feyre's mother is related to it somehow? Ughhh it would be so cool

everytime I think about genderswap feylin it just make more sense in my head. Specially Feyre. It likes Feyra was made to be the ''man of the house'', the one to provide, she's the one controling the money too... and the way she thought about marrying Nesta and Elain, as if she's the man that can control them since they father is no longer able to do that. And when I transform Feyre in a actual male then it just suit like a glove. And even more so because no one would pity him (feyre) for hunting, even tho he would be a child like his sisters, because hunting is a ''male duty''. I don't know if this make sense- I hope so. And Tamlin wouldn't be shamed for have been sexually assalted, because he would be a female in this version. ugh, I'm sad that when I search for feylin genderswap there's only my own fanart lmao

doodles of male feyre archeron. Weird there isn't more genderswap fanart

I see a lot of people being anti IC these days and I think it's good we're not gaslighting ourselves anymore. Still I wouldn't say I'm exactly anti IC I'm just more IC critical. Cuz l still love their dynamics, simp for the batboys, and like the ships. Especially if we're talking about the version of the IC with the Archeron sisters (nesta is queen). BUT I feel the fandom used to ignore just how badly the IC fucked up and that other charecters were just as if not more interesting (the valkyries, Vanserra brothers, even the Summer court trio). Like Feysand pretty much ruined millions of people's lives just cause they had a personal feud with Tamlin. Don't get me wrong he fucked up but honestly not more than a lot of the IC, but that's not the point. The Spring court became practically uninhabitable and Feysand, who is supposedly super powerful didn't bother helping. Cassian, a good charecter and male, is really to much of Rhysands dog and don't even get me started on how he (and the rest of the IC) treated Nesta, his literal MATE. Mor is honestly so problematic, I'd have to post a whole ass essay on that.

Okay because the only people who think about race all the time are the people who act like they're stopping racism. Feyre having Illyrian wings does not mean she is trying to colonize or culturally appropriate. She was given magic by people trying to save her life. Tarquin isn't a poor black man who was tricked by evil white people, he was a young fae tricked by people who were trying to save the world. I honestly find the Inner Circle annoying but there are ways to criticize their manipulation and entitlement that really have nothing to do with racism. Not to mention Feyre has the magic of every other High Lord as well. Beron, a white man, hates that fact more than the Illyrians do. And Tamlin is a white male, and she hurts his court a great deal more than she does by taking Tarquin's half of the book.

I saw this one post a while ago, I don’t remember what tumblr it was but it was basically talking about people who made up theories about how Nesta would take over Dusk Court aka the Prison Island, and they were talking about how wild it is for a white woman to take something that rightfully belongs to a POC.

Let’s think with our brains for a single moment. The magic of the land, chooses its ruler. The Dusk, as in the Prison Island, was ruled by a full fledged starborn. Now, if the magic of the land, in the future, chooses Nesta as its ruler, since she is a starborn (it’s pretty obvious), then the land goes to Nesta. Becasue that’s how it works in Prythian. If the land doesn’t choose Nesta, she won’t be able to do shit about “claiming” it and stuff. But if it does, then there’s really nothing Rhysand can do, because that is legit THE land choosing its own ruler.

But you know, since we’re on the topic of “a white woman taking something that rightfully belongs to a POC”- let’s talk about Feyre and the Illyrian wings she struts around in.

idk why, but i love this edit even if it’s simple *-* 

His equal in every way.

Mor babe 😂😂

if the Inner Circle were cats

Rhys & Feyre:

Cassian:

Amren:

Azriel:

Mor:

obsessed with this batboys band au

from elenana.art on Instagram

the archeron sisters !!

Feyre and Rhys - A Court of Thorns and Roses

Artist: @asayris