Last week, a kind soul asked me to write Chapter 55 from Rhysand’s POV and although TERRIFIED of the idea, I’ve had so much fun writing these fics that I figured, why the bloody hell not? Heh, you only live once…
So here it is! Obvi NSFW. I hope any of you brave souls reading it like it. As always, I think it’s awful and I struggle to get the voices right at all, but I had fun writing it and welp, here it is.
I take NO CREDIT for the dialogue written in this fic. All of those beautiful words and the ideas for the scenes themselves belong 100% entirely to the talented Sarah J. Maas.
Chapter 55 (Rhysand)
It was about half a millisecond before I grabbed the spoon and started eating. I would never look at soup in the same boring, bland way again.
Feyre was accepting the bond. She was choosing me.
But she hadn’t said anything and it took every ounce of power I possessed within my 500 year career to steady my hand as I lifted each spoonful to my mouth and watched her from across the table.
Requested by Anon:
Can you do one with Johnny Gaudreau and can it be really cute and adorable like so cute and adorable it hurts like so adorable that it will cause physical pain and can it involve piggyback rides (i Like being carried IDK)
*I hope this is adorable and cute enough! Aaaah, this made mer nervous because I don’t want to disappoint you since you waited so long. Anyway, enjoy! :)*
Word count: 973
There are five things you really don’t want to do in public.
You don’t mind streaking through anywhere, you might have done it once or twice
in your life, but that’s just your body and meh, it’s not bad. If you can look
at it every day, then fuck, they can look at it once in their lives. Except
those five things just give you goosebumps.
Come back, come back, dear friend, only friend, come back. I promise to be good. If I was short with you, I was either kidding or just being stubborn. I regret all this more than I can express. Come back and all is forgotten. It is unbearable to think you took my joke seriously. I have been crying for two days straight. Come back. Be brave, dear friend. All is not lost. You only need to come back. We will live here once again, bravely, patiently. I’m begging you. You know it is for your own good. Yes, I was in the wrong. Oh, you won’t forget me, will you? No, you can’t forget me. As for me, I still have you, here. Come back, all of your things are here. I hope you now know that our last conversation wasn’t real. That awful moment. But you, when I waved to you to get off the boat, why didn’t you come? To have lived together for two years and to have come to that! What will you do? If you don’t want to come back, would you want me to come to you? One single true word: it is, come back. I want to be with you, I love you.
“These men who brought me here today do not fear me, they brought me here today because they fear you. Because they know that my voice, a voice that refuses to be enslaved, once lived in you and may yet still. They brought me here today to show you death and use it to frighten you into ignoring that voice. But know this, we are many, they are few. To fear death is a choice, and they can’t hang us all…”
youre from ottawa? been there once it was pretty nice but you guys ave the fakest winters i ever saw
Oh hon…. Fake winters?? So you’ve been here once. Try living here.
We were the coldest capital in the world over the weekend. Top spot usually belongs to Ulaan Bataar in Mongolia but we were a few degrees colder than them this year, but overall we’re usually one of the 7 coldest capitals in the world. Up there with Moscow, Helsinki and Warsaw.
Sure, the amount of snow varies from year to year. Some winters are more icy than others. We’ve been on a frostbite warning for 3 weeks now. We start off winter with a flurry and then we get dumped 4 months worth of snow in a week. We had an ice storm in december. Outta nowhere we got about 12 feet of snow total in the middle of january. Our snowfalls are so sporadic we’re never accurate with the weather. A flurry never ends up being a flurry, it’s always a damn storm and you get another foot of snow. As soon as we get close to spring all our snowfalls turn to ice pellets. You get so acclimated to the cold here, that -13 degrees Celsius is tshirt weather. I’m not even kidding, it is such a relief when the weather hits anywhere near higher than -19. Gives you one nice day. And then it fucks you up by dropping back to -32/35/42 degrees overnight.
‘Fake winters’ my ass. Come take the 15 minute walk from my parking spot to my work building with icicles hanging off your nose hair, and try telling me that again.
you want a nice, snowless winter in Canada, go to Vancouver lol Poor guys got some snow this year and didn’t know what to do with it.
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Oh yeah, Ray quit. Good luck never leaving your apartment for the rest of your life. The only way to see Ray again would be to work for Domino's.
I wore my YOLO shirt, I pulled it out of retirement one last time for Ray, cause you only live once... and Ray's dead after he leaves here, pretty much. I assume he's gonna turn up in a gutter somewhere, what do you think? ETA?
Month and a half.
Twitch.tv/gutter, you'll see Ray's dead body.
No it couldn’t be.
You stared at the several tests in front of you. They all said positive, meaning that you are pregnant. You had slept with Kai, a sociopath, he couldn’t be a father. You quickly. Called your best friend, Caroline, she always knew what to do.
“Hey Care, I have a big problem” she must of heard the seriousness in your voice and stopped what she was doing.
“Yea, yea, what is it? Are you alright?” She asked worriedly.
“I don’t know.” You replied. “I just- can you come over?”
“I’m on my way” Caroline said before hanging up.
Once she got here you were still in the bathroom. Caroline practically lived I your house, so she just walked right in.
You yelled for her to come to the bathroom. She was automatically rendered speechless.
“Who?” She asked
“Everyone’s favorite sociopath” you replied with tiers in your eyes.
“It will be okay” she told you “I will always be here for you”
Caroline eventually had to make you tell Kai, today was that day.
“Kai, I need to talk to you.” You said seriously walking up to his booth at the Mystic Grill.
“What is it, sweetie” he said with his stupid smirk on his face.
“ really it’s important.” You said thinking about what to say next. “I’m not going to beat around the bush”
“What is it Y/N?” Erupted Kai growing tried of your stalling.
“I-I’m pregnant” you said quickly and quietly, but Kai heard you loud and clear.
A smile immediately found its way to his face. This was the best news of his life. Kai would change, he would become a great dad and maybe even a husband.
You asked me where the girl you once loved went. Darling, she doesn’t live here anymore, and she hasn’t been since the day you left. I replaced her broken heart with a wild one to become the lioness you see before you instead.
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His last words…
“These men who brought me here today do not fear me. They brought me here today because they fear you. Because they know that my voice, a voice that refuse to be enslaved, once lived in you. And may yet still. They brought me here today to show you death and use it to frighten you into ignoring that voice. But know this. We are many. They are few. To fear death is a choiсe. And they can’t hang us all.”
These men who brought me here today do not fear me, they brought me here today because they fear you. Because they know that my voice, a voice that refuses to be enslaved, once lived in you and may yet still. They brought me here today to show you death and use it to frighten you into ignoring that voice. But know this: we are many, they are few. To fear death is a choice, and they can’t hang us all.
it is! My footage of Rise Up from CSOI, Vancouver! My filming focus was specifically
on Tessa and Scott (of course!), I hope you’ll excuse my shaking
hand every now and then, the auto focus switching in and out, and
glare from the lights. Caught some magic moments even still.
Beautiful exhibition. #blessmycamera