“You’re a High Lord—don’t you have better things to do?”
“Of course. But none as enjoyable as seeing you squirm.”
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“You’re a High Lord—don’t you have better things to do?”
“Of course. But none as enjoyable as seeing you squirm.”
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“To the people who look at the stars and wish, Rhys."
Rhys clinked his glass against mine.
“To the stars who listen— and the dreams that are answered.”
I feel like a lot of this fandom willingly ignores much of Feyre's character, and that includes people who like/stan her. I don't usually like to claim "oh you just don't understand [x] character" because I don't like when it's done to me, but I genuinely do believe Feyre is very frequently mischaracterized.
There's this side of the fandom that masculinizes her. They only want warrior Feyre, they think everything after acotar and parts of acomaf is her being ooc. They think her doing work that's not physically intensive trapping her and ruined her character. They whine about how they miss feral Feyre or say she should've been just a warrior instead and that SJM forced her to be too girly. They say she doesn't work as a High Lady because she's too wild.
Then there's this side that overly feminizes her. They only talk about all her dresses and gowns and making babies. If they're antis they call her a house wife, if they're "stans" they forget her as a warrior all together. She's only praised in terms of her femininity and how attractive she is. She's only allowed three character traits: painting, dresses, and Nyx.
The thing about some of these ways Feyre is mischaracterized is how actively against them the text is. Feyre says it herself in acomaf, and I think it's all the rebuttal I need against these misunderstandings.
"Feminine, soft, pretty. I hadn't felt like those things in a long, long while. Hadn't wanted to. But here, being those things wouldn't earn me a ticket to a life of party planning. Here, I could be soft and lovely at sunset, and awaken in the morning to slide into Illyrian fighting leathers."
“I would have waited five hundred more years for you. A thousand years. And if this was all the time we were allowed to have... the wait was worth it.”
— Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Wings and Ruin
─ a court of thorns and roses
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Nothing, I repeat, nothing I've ever read comes close to being as beautiful and has made me cry as much as the story of Rhys falling in love with Feyre.
"And then—then I learned your name. Hearing you say it ... it was like an answer to a question I'd been asking for five hundred years."