#Fuck Sarah J Mass

[thetwistedbeauty]

So there’s some double standards we need to talk about, the WHOLE Inner Circle drinks in every scene we get of them, and understandably Nesta shouldn’t have been drinking as a coping mechanism but for Feyre to go ahead and stage an intervention, kick her out of her apartment, lock her away, and force her to train is not okay. It’s not okay for Cassian to sexualize Nesta when she has been starving herself, when she’s beaten and bruised, I don’t care if they were ‘helping’ her but that’s not how you do it no matter what. You don’t take away a person’s options until all they have is you and Nesta could not have gone back to the Human Lands because Feyre and Cassian wouldn’t have let her so I don’t want that excuse. Nesta shouldn’t have used drinking and sleeping around as a coping mechanism but it was a COPING mechanism. Y’all get so mad when Nesta slut shamed Feyre but when Feyre and Amren did it to Nesta it’s okay??? And let me bring up the fact that her mate and the whole Inner Circle have been alive for 500+ years … so let’s think about some things. Nesta shouldn’t have been mean I can agree with that because she said some rude things, should she have helped in the cabin more? Absolutely! But when the Inner Circle turns around and does the same thing is rude and doesn’t help Nesta in the way that she needs where are you all speaking then? Do you guys not see the double standard that you all hold towards the Inner Circle?

[cateyesinlove]

💫When Emerie falls in love ✨

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Art by @isis_villalobos_art

Commissioned by me

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Part two of three of Valentine’s Day commisions! Hope everyone is having a delightful day 🥰❤️

I am IN LOVE with how this commission turned out my dearest @isis_villalobos_art did the best of the jobs 😭 my girls look so beautiful and in love 🫶🏽 This two own my heart and as it hurts me to say this “crackship (😭) “ owns my heart, the possibility of this is like so slim but I will hold the gwynerie fort strong for us

See you guys later for part three 👀❤️ CANT wait! Let me know if you guys might know who it is about

[livvyofthelake]

booktok is so unserious you either have to be a romance girlie or a romantasy recovering ya fantasy reader. do any of you ladies want to talk about. gone girl…

[maisonaime]

Gasping for air, tearing up, sweating like a hog, vomiting, screaming, mouth agape, pussy throbbing over the excerpt from HOFAS 🫡 Sarah J Maas when I find you…..

[tamlindudley]

How do all these Zionist fucks write books with revolution and oppression and what not. Like how can you create a whole ass book series buy cannot stand for the oppressed in real life? Stupid genocidal bitches. Doesn't stop at books either. It goes for any kind of creation by any artist. How do you create noble art but end up a fucking dick.

[chamaleonsoul]

TAMI

[thebisexualwreckoning]

the way this fic is making me feel about this ship - like i love blorbo 1 as long as he isnt shipped with anyone except blorbo 2. Otherwise blorbo 1 can go kill himself and i wouldn't care. Blorbo 2 however can fuck whoever he wants, he deserves it after canon.

[thetwistedbeauty]

We constantly compare Tamlin and Rhysand? Let’s just agree that they BOTH have done wrong, manipulation, causing some degree of physical and mental harm in a situation, now we can all agree that Rhysand did considerably MORE. Personally fuck both of these men and Feyre, Nesta, and Elain need to run as fast as they can. Also I don’t hate Tamlin and I do think that he has done more then enough for redemption but I don’t excuse his actions, now if some Rhysand and Inner Circle stans did the same all would be right in the world.

[strawberri-syrup]

the soulcrushing realization that a book is setting up a love triangle

[angryschnauzer]

👀 i'd like to see the current kindle library of every girl that watched this show in the 90s please

When bae is happy to see you! 🥰

[littlemissomega]

Hungry

alpha!Rhyand x omega!reader

Summary: Rhysand finds a way to make his mate eat during her heat

Warnings: smut, cockwarming, teasing, reader not wanting to eat but Rhys convincing her too, bargaining, heat and rut, overstimulation, mention of biting/marking, breeding kink, pet names (Alpha, Omega, little dove, baby), wing play/stimulation, food play if you squint, bad writing, not proof read

Note: Both characters have sensitive wings.  Sarah J. Mass created the character “Rhysand” in the book series “A Court Of Thorns and Roses” 

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“Alpha nooo! I’ll be good, I promise!”

“Shh little dove,” Rhysand coos, “It’s for your own good!”

“I don’t wanna, I just want you!” Y/ whines.

“You have to eat, baby. What kind of mate would I be if I didn’t feed my omega?”

“I don’t need food, I need you!” Y/N wiggles her hips up as if to prove it. Rhysand groans.

Since the mating bond snapped into place almost 2 days ago, Rhysand and Y/N have been caught in a frenzy of searching hands and unquenchable need. Naturally, it triggered YN’s heat and Rhysand’s runt. But while Rhysand had suffered the sweat drenched, desperate and foggy musk of his runt before, this is Y/N’s first heat. Rhysand nearly chokes on her needy scent, struggling to control himself. Everything from her dripping pussy, peaked nipples, ruffled hair, and glazed over eyes makes him want to fuck her silly. Well, more silly. She squirms under his graze.

“Omega, you have to eat,” Rhysand orders, voice shifting into that dominant husk that makes Y/N’s bones turn to jello and every fiber of her being needs to obey him.

The burning pit in her core that had been temporarily appeased threatens to swallow Y/N whole. She writhes, gripping the sheets and moaning.

“Pleaseee! I need you in me now! Feel so empty, Alpha, it hurts so bad so achy! Need you so bad!” she babbles. Rhysand moans at the sight.

“You really will be the death of me, little dove,”

Rhysand pulls her into a sitting position- having to support her weak body- into his lap. His fingers graze the tips of her wings, and Y/N almost cums on the spot. She instinctively grinds against his hard cock. A growl rips from his lips and he grabs her hips, stilling her. 

“I’m feeling partially gracious, so I’ll make you a deal, mate,” he groans into her ear, pushing her sweat stick hair back.

She whimpers in response, breathing in his scent deeply. He smells of Ilirian leathers, fresh parchment, night drenched breezes, and cracking fire. The fire goes straight to her core.

“You eat what I feed you, and I’ll let you warm my cock while you do it,” Rhysand proposses, picking up the bowl of praise and little pieces of bread he summoned earlier.

“Okay, please, Alpha, just need you in me so bad!” Y/N practically cries. His cock twitches under her before he slides in in one fluid movement

Y/N clutches Rhysand’s shoulders as she struggles to adjust to his size. She’d lost count of how many times he’s made her cum, but it never seems to be enough. Her body craves more, more, more. Needs it. He becomes the very air she breathes in the frenzy of her first heat.

She tries moving on him, but he grabs her nips, anchoring her against him. Y/N lets out a moan and he takes the opportunity to pop a grape in her mouth. 

“Chew,” he orders.

Her jaw obeys on its own accord.

She swallows to say, “Alpha, please, I need more!”

“Yes you do need more grapes, little dove!” Rhysand coos, slipping two more in her mouth.

Y/N pouts, but chews and swallows all the same. She wiggles her nips, searching for some kind of friction; causing Rhys to pinch her thigh.

“Hey!” she exclaims. Rhysand stuff a small pice of bread in her open mouth.

“Be good,l little dove,” 

Y/N swallows and licks the crumbs off her ips. Rhysand’s cock twiches in her. An idea pops in her head.

“Alpha, can I have some more grapes?” she asks innocently.

His brows shoot up.

“Of course, omega,”

Rhysand slips a grape through her lips, but she closes them before he withdowls his fingers. Rhys looks at Y/N curiously until starts gently sucking on his fingers. His eyes fill with lust and a growl bubbles up in his throat.

“Careful,” he advises, every syllable dripping with dominance.

Y/N releases his fingers with a ‘pop’, and bites down on the frappe. The sweet juices fill her mouth and she swallows.

“What do you mean?” she asks, again acting innocent.

Y/N leans forward so her nipples graze Rhs’s toned chest. She wraps her arms around his neck, allowing her fingers to graze his wings. He moans and jerks his hips up into her. Y/N’s head drops against his chest as hot sparks radiate through her.

“You know what you’re doing, don’t you little dove?” he groans between his teeth as his cock shifts in her tight walls.

“Eating grapes?” she responds breathily, reaching for a grape and popping it in her mouth. The movement causes her to shift an inch off and back against his cock.

Rhysand’s hand grapes her hips with a near bruising grip.

“You’re making it really fucking hard to be a good mate right now,” Rhys groans against her neck. The area prickles, “Cause all I can think about now is all the very very bad, inappropriate things I want to do to you. And I can’t do all those things if you’re running on an empty stomach,”

“Your cock’s got me feeling pretty full though,” she whimpers, squeezing her tight walls around him.

“Caldron fucking boil me,” Rhys growls before snapping into action.

IN a flash, Y/N is flipped on her back with her knees flush against the sides of her chest. Rhys pulls out almost all the way before thrusting back in, causing a moan to slip from her lips. 

“There you go, little dove, is this what you wanted?” Rhysands pants, thrusting into her at a relentless speed.

Every drag of his cock inside her is like fire and light and night exploding, and all Y/N can do is nod, throwing her head back. Every drop of coyness drains from her body.

Rhysand takes the opportunity to connect his lips with her new mating bond. The mark of his fangs is a stark contrast against her flushed skin. Y/N writhes under him as he sucks the freshly injured skin between his lips.

“Oh, is that sensitive?” he rumbles against her skin. Y/N nods again, lacing her fingers through his hair.

Y/N’s chest rises off the bed as Rhys’ thumb makes contact with her throbbing clit.

“And that?”

“Fuckkk, gonna cum, Alpha,” Y/N mewls, her toes curling.

A hand glides across Y/N’s wing, and her world shatters. Stars explose in her vision and every cell and nerve in her body pulse and pound and light on fire.

Y/N can barely control her body and doesn’t know what to do with it at once in the intense pleasure. Her hand slides down and grasps onto Rhysand’s wings, tugging the feathers gently. 

Rhysand’s shouts and moans of pleasure join hers as his hot cum fills Y/N. The overwhelmingly full, warm sensation shocks her as Rhysand’s knot swells into place. Her head falls to the side and her back arches off the mattress. Y/N is subconsciously aware of saying something, but has no control of her words as tears of pleasure glide down her cheeks.

“Holy fucking Mother, ‘s so good, so good oh my god, don’t stop, too much, so full! Fuck feels so good, caldron boil me, fuck you fill me so well, holy fuck feels so full!” Y/N writhes, tugging and twisting on the feathers of Rhysand’s wings.

Rhysand can feel another climax boiling even though his hips had stilled; his knot practically gluing him in place as his mate pulse and squeezes around him. Just the wing stimulation has him right on the edge. 

He grazes his fingers back and forth across his mate’s wings, stimulating her in such a gentle yet instantly pleasurable way. Y/N squirms enough to rock the bed.

“So good, so good, can’t! Oh my Mother, too much!” Y/N babbles, pressing herself further into the mattress. 

“I know, little dove, just one more time. Cum one more time for your mate. I’m gonna cum too, pump you so full of my pups you’ll hardly be able to walk,” Rys groans.

They had never talked about having children before, but in that moment, Rhysand has an uncontrollable need to keep his pretty mate knocked up, glowing, and dripping his cum for the rest of her life.

“One more time,” he repeats as he presses his thumb against the hypersensitive spot on her wing, simultaneously grinding into her as much as his swollen knot will allow. 

“Rhysand!” Y/N screams as he fills her again. Night explodes through the room.

His load of cum fills her to the brim. It feels she’s about to burst as her climax hits her. Y/N’s vision blacks out and all she can feel is Rhysand’s hot cum.

“Fuck, you’re so beautiful, little dove,” Rhysand moans.

A night drenched breeze cools her sticky skin as the world comes back into reach. Her eyes flutter open to see Rhys panting above her.

“Wow,” she moans breathilly.

“Wow,” he repeats, smirking at her.

Y/N lets go of Rhysand’s wings as she realizes how tight she was gripping them.

“Fuck, are your wings okay? I didn’t know I was being so…”

“Rough? Don’t worry, I liked it, little dove,” Rhys chuckles, flipping them over so Y/N is resting on top of him. She collapses against him.

A whimper slips from her lips and Rhyand’s knot slips deepers inside of her.

“I know, baby,” Rhysand coos, “It’ll go down soon. How are you feeling?”

“Good,” Y/N whispers.

“Good,” he repeats, gently rubbing her back.

Y/N’s eyes droop shut and she feels sleep calling as Rhys taps her gently. She hums in response.

“I think I found my new favorite snack,” 

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[velocitygirl5]

Azriel does not give a fuck about rhysand!!!!

They are my roman empire. PLEASE sarah j mass... Im begging... please I just want azriel to be happy.

[nikachansstuff]

A book written for women by a woman

Romance at its peak.

A man is not enough to tell this story: a woman invented a whole new species. Let’s make it fae, give them wings. Let’s make it feral. Horny is too masculine, too vulgar. So let’s make it primal urges, something in their gut telling them “this is the female that was promised for me by the Gods!”

Her scent, her voice, the taste of her skin. Yes, let’s make him beg for a taste. A life without her is just survival. And there’s only one! No, real life doesn’t have a part in this tale: this male is only feral for his personal Venus.

Consider this scenario, all this factors to just hit the right dopamine spot in a woman’s brain. God, it’s good to be a woman!

And then, you have people pulling “it’s just lust” from their pocket. Uh, the cold shower.

So… you’re telling me that Sarah J. Mass, finally enjoying the opportunity to write in one of her favorites male characters POV, decided to flip the script in her romance telling? You’re telling me Azriel was written as just “hungry for pussy”?

I saw the term “childish” being used to describe Elriels. “They need to stop saying is love! It’s such a child behavior, the man is just horny!”

You forgot that this is a book written for the female gaze. Love and feral needs are both the same. I’m comfortable wearing my pink glasses enjoying my fantasy book, fully trusting this male to be in love with the only one he wants. Because that’s how it’s supposed to be read! I don’t need to be guarded reading this type of book, questioning a male’s intentions. I’m safe, the dangerous things are outside the romance part. Monsters, demons, evil kings. There’s no fuck boys in fantasy, you can relax.

If you are judging fantasy actions based on real life morals and standards, you’re doing it wrong. Here, let me help you: have my rose-colored glasses. I will draw you a bubble bath, and serve you a pink lemonade.

Let’s just enjoy being a woman, let us have this, yes?

[nahhumbug-15]

Lemme hold ur hand babes. Cassian was not always by her side, Cassian hurt her intensely and the rest of the book completely ignored it. Also, tf is a “real” stan. I’m not dickriding the author for this poor excuse of a relationship. Sarah J Mass has a very set criteria for her love interests. They have to be older than the ML, they have to somewhat train the ML and they’re always gonna be super duper powerful. This means that a lot of these relationships aren’t healthy. Nesta deserves better.

Yall im gonna kms. NESTA IS 25. SHE IS 25 YEARS OLD AND IS GOING THROUGH SO MUCH SHIT. at this point I’m just pissed, like. Nestas literally my boo and everyone around her treats her like shit all the time. “Oh yeah, she’s displaying suicidal tendencies and definitely isn’t doing ok. But can she do this for us?” I hate you. I hate you so much. Leave my girl alone. NOT TO MENION CASSIAN?? Swear to god that man can catch these hands on any day of the week.

[azysmate]

⚠️🔥ACOSF SPOILERS🔥⚠️

WHY ON EARTH IS NESTA ON HER KNEES FOR ARMEN? NESTA GET THE FUCK UP BEFORE I JUMP INTO THE DAMN BOOK AND LIFT YOU UP MYSELF!!!

Sarah J. Mass did not eat with this one!

[emeraldkarma]

I thought of a counter to the argument "tamlin didn't teach feyre to read but rhys did"

Um yeah because feyre said she didn't want too in the first book before they went under the mountain and then after yeah tamlin didn't ask again but feyre had literally just gotten free after being held captive and tortured! Of course no one was going 'hey you wanna learn how to read now?' Right after that happened and especially after her not being able to read nearly got her and lucien killed.

even later feyre was so fucked up and depressed she couldn't plan her own wedding! She was so tired and exhausted and yes at this point tamlin should have checked in with her should have asked her what she needed him to do but that doesn't mean teaching her to read, that wasn't even on her radar.

I've seen some arguments that's that tamlin didn't teach her because he wanted her to be dependent on him but i don't think that's the case. If tamlin wanted her to be dependent on him he wouldn't have allowed her to be so reliant on ianthe or be so close to lucien or alis, both of which would have taught her if she asked,(lucien especially quickly). If feyre had asked tamlin he probably wouldn't be able to do it himself but he would have found someone to teach her.

He'll I'm not even sure we should count rhysand teaching her to read as totally pure since he wanted her to read the book of breathing before he found out it was written in freaky angel language.

This isn't me saying tamlin is an angel like he has some flaws but he isn't a monster he's just complicated like rhys the issue is that tamlin got complicated after Sarah j mass got tired of writing him.