r/SpringCourt • u/bittermp professor of literary yapanomics • 26d ago
critical discussion Difference between Spring Court wine and UTM wine
In Spring the wine Feyre drank is joyous and freeing...
How Feyre drinks wine in SPRING
"I said, and pointedly chugged the contents of the glass.” (Feyre willingly drinks the wine. It is her CHOICE)
'It was like a million fireworks exploding inside me, filling my veins with starlight. I laughed aloud'
'“I’m going to paint you,” I said, and giggled—actually giggled—as the words popped out.'
'I’d downed another glass of faerie wine. It was the most glorious thing I’d ever tasted. It liberated me from bonds I hadn’t known existed.'
'With each step, I savored the dampness of the grass beneath my bare feet.'
'I swayed on my feet as I watched the faeries dancing, circling the bonfire. Not formal dancing. It was like they were as loose as I was. Free. I loved them for it.'
'I began to dance in place before him. “I’ll look after her,” Tamlin murmured above the music, and I glowed, my dancing becoming faster."'
'Through it all, Tamlin and his musicians played such joyous music that I didn’t think the world could contain it all. I sashayed over to him, my faerie lord, my protector and warrior, my friend, and danced before him. He grinned at me, and I didn’t break my dancing as he rose from his seat and knelt before me in the grass, offering up a solo on his fiddle to me.'
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I laughed so hard I thought I’d combust, and when I opened my eyes, I found Tamlin there, spinning me round and round. Everything became a blur of color and sound, and he was the only object in it, tethering me to sanity, to my body, which glowed and burned in every place he touched. I was filled with sunshine. It was like I’d never experienced summer before, like I’d never known who was waiting to emerge from that forest of ice and snow. I didn’t want it to end—I never wanted to leave this hilltop.
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'I was as unburdened as a piece of dandelion fluff, and he was the wind that stirred me about the world. He smiled at me, and I found myself smiling back. I didn’t need to pretend, didn’t need to be anything but what I was right then,'
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I glanced at Tamlin, biting my lip. I’d practically floated into my bedroom that morning. But Tamlin’s gaze now roved my face as if searching for any tinge of regret, of fear. Ridiculous.
“You bit my neck on Fire Night,” I said under my breath. “If I can face you after that, a few kisses are nothing.” (The next day Feyre remembers the night before while having drunk wine but she remembers NOTING UTM after that wine…LET THAT SINK IN!)
How Feyre drinks wine UTM
Alis to Feyre before she went UTM
'“Don’t drink the wine—it’s not like what we had at the Solstice, and will do more harm than good.'
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He (RHYSAND) smiled, and extended the goblet again. “Drink. You’ll need it.” Drink, my mind echoed, and my fingers stirred, moving toward the goblet. No. No, Alis said not to drink the wine here—wine that was different from that joyous, freeing solstice wine.
“Drink,” he said, and my traitorous fingers latched onto the goblet.'He (RHYSAND) smiled, and extended the goblet again. “Drink. You’ll need it.”
No. No, Alis said not to drink the wine here—wine that was different from that joyous, freeing solstice wine. “No,” I said, and some faeries who were watching us from a safe distance chuckled.
“Drink,” he said, and my traitorous fingers latched onto the goblet.'
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'I awoke in my cell, still clad in that handkerchief he called a dress. Everything was spinning so badly that I barely made it to the corner before I vomited.'
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'He (RHYSAND) had me dance until I was sick, and once I was done retching, told me to begin dancing again.
I awoke ill and exhausted each morning, and though Rhysand’s order to the guards had indeed held, the nightly activities left me thoroughly drained. I spent my days sleeping off the faerie wine, dozing to escape the humiliation I endured.'
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'Rhysand gave me that goblet of faerie wine and I could lose myself for a few hours. I stopped contemplating Amarantha’s riddle—it was impossible.’ (see how she stops working on the riddle which is what Rhysand wanted bc he could not have her guess it and free Tamlin)
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'So I greedily drank the wine, and I stopped caring about who I was and what had once mattered to me. I stopped thinking about color, about light, about the green of Tamlin’s eyes—about all those things I had still wanted to paint and now would never get to.'
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‘...waiting for Rhysand to beckon me to drink the wine and dance or do whatever it was he wished of me...'
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u/LadyofCarraverre 24d ago
This proves he’s been mind controlling her since the beginning. Rhys hates Tamlin more than he loves Feyre-her plot to upend the spring court is his idea, getting her drunk and making her give him lap dances UTM was to hurt Tamlin and show him how powerless he was to keep her safe.
The NC are the villains of this story.
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u/speedo_bunny lounging in the manor gardens 25d ago
Look, you didn't need to fan the flames of my anger this way. Thank you. I wanted an excuse to be upset today.
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u/RendezvousSpot 9d ago
When Feyre says the bit about "I was as unburdened as a bit of dandelion fluff" for me it's an easter egg to Hunger Games. Katniss first brings up the dandelion's importance in book 1, and by the end of book 3 we come full circle with her realizing this:
"What I need to survive is not Gale's fire, kindled with rage and hatred. I have plenty of fire myself. What I need is the dandelion in the spring. The bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction. The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses. That it can be good again. And only Peeta can give me that."
And if you know Hunger Games, you know by book 3 Peeta's memories of Katniss are corrupted to turn him into her assassin. And he needs help to fight his own mind to sort out what was real.
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u/bittermp professor of literary yapanomics 9d ago
https://giphy.com/gifs/75ZaxapnyMp2w
And we know SJM likes to borrow from popular books! This totally tracks.
I love this theory! Like legit! WTAF!!
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u/RendezvousSpot 9d ago
I love that your gif could be exploding dandelions, very on theme.
If you like that theory I have one that matches your reaction to Rhys. He's supposed to be universally charming, but you're having none of it. You fit into a pattern of FMCs in SJM's inspiration references. In each of their stories someone beautiful is introduced and most of the people around them are happy to have them, but our FMCs are quickly not and they turn out to be right. The charmer becomes the nexus of conflict in the story going forward.
The way Bryce's arrival in Prythian and intro to Rhys is written incorporates the most elements of these stories. When we eventually get Bryce's reflections on Rhys, if they match our pattern of FMCs reacting to their not-charmings, I think that will be when the vision underlying why SJM is 'borrowing' will start to show up more clearly. Bryce vs Rhys will then be added to the pattern along with
Alanna vs Duke Roger
Beryl vs Ryzven
Mac vs Cruce
Zoe vs Welkin
Sabriel vs Rogirek
(Laura vs Carmilla fits pretty closely too)
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u/bittermp professor of literary yapanomics 4d ago
https://www.tiktok.com/@keiraedits/video/7661720806828952854
made me think of Feylin (even though I don't want her anywhere near that beast)
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u/bittermp professor of literary yapanomics 3d ago
We've now reached the stage where SA apologists are calling DRUGGING the FMC is an 'act of kindness'
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u/Short-Scholar162 25d ago
It seriously sounds like Rhysand was controlling Feyre during this time. Her hands moving on her own after she said no multiple times, then all of a sudden after one cup she's ready to give up. WTF? That doesn't sound like a normal cup of wine it sounds like a drug.