Me: I dont have issues
*Rhys killing everyone by misting them and taking away Tamlins ability to speak*
Also Me: come here sexy
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My heart ❤️🥺
𝘈𝘴 𝘙𝘩𝘺𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘯, 𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘴. 𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘶𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥.
I swear, I keep working on a full Feysand & Nyx piece but ironically keep getting sidetracked by pieces of them individually or in pairs…needless to say, a Feyre & Nyx one is on the way 😅
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(Art by me. Please do not repost elsewhere.)
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Feysand in an argument
Rhys: Feyre darling you have to listen to me, ITS NOT RIGHT
Feyre: oh fuck you
Rhys: okay right now? Lemme just lock the door…. Or we can leave it open..?? The threat of discovery makes it more thrilling 👀
Feyre: You’re impossible!!! …. leave it open…
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Cass and Az babysitting for about 2 minutes…. (Inspired by “Fall” by Kristen Callihan)
Azriel: “We have to head out, just waiting on those reports.”
Rhys: “Feyre was almost done checking them, she’s bringing them down. Here take Nyx, I need to rush to the bathroom real quick.”
*Az holding Nyx a bit awkwardly*
Cassian: “You know you could put him in his crib?”
Rhys: “Try it, I dare you.”
Az and Cass frown at one another.
A door slams, and they are left alone with twenty pounds of drooling baby who has decided that Az’s eyebrows would be better off detached from his face.
Azriel: “Okay, little man, let’s find you something better to play with.”
He sets Nyx down and Cass hands him some toy caterpillar.
He looks at the bug, then at Cass, then back at the bug. His little chin prunes up. Cass hears an internal warning alarm blaring, “Danger! Danger!”
Azriel jiggles another of the toy bugs. “Fun, yeah?”
No, no it is not. Tears well in Nyx’s eyes, and he sucks in a deep breath. His temper breaks with an ungodly wail, his little arms flailing, face bright red.
Az picks him up immediately, “Okay, okay. Those bugs are creepy anyway.”
Cass, “Im sorry little man! Oh god what do we do?!”
Nyx’s back arches as he screams his fury. “Holy Cauldron, I thought I was emotional. What about this?” Cass picks up a monkey toy, “Monkey? You want your monkey?”
lumpy monkey goes flying with one indignant swat.
“Right. Monkeys suck. Noted. Az move him like Feyre does.”
“I AM MOVING HIM LIKE SHE DOES.”
“Don’t yell at me, Nyx is already doing it enough!”
Rhys strides into the room with a harried expression. “You put him down, didn’t you?”
Azriel: “we thought he might want to play!”
Rhys takes his son, grabs a pacifier, and holds it up to Nyx’s mouth. “Here you go, love.”
He immediately sucks it in and then rests his head on Rhys’s shoulder with a shuddering sigh like he’s just been through a long, hard battle. Clearly, one Cass and Azriel lost.
Cassian: “Plug up the hole.” He slaps his forehead. “I should have known.”
Rhys and Nyx shoot him twin glares.
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Cass and Nesta visiting Feysand’s Estate because Cass has to pick some reports from Rhys.
Rhys answers the door on the fifth knock. His hair is sticking up on one side and his tie is askew—being clutched in the merciless grip on a chubby baby fist. Nyx gives them a smile as if to say look who I made my bitch today.
Cassian: “Oh how the mighty have fallen”
Nesta: “Hold my bag, I need a picture of this”
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*possible fight after the necklace debacle in my head*
Azriel: Gwyn, just listen to me.
Gwyn: Just leave Azriel, I don’t love you anymore.
Azriel *grabbing her hand, imploring her with his stark eyes*: That’s okay, I love you enough for both of us and I will fight everyday for the rest of my life to prove to you my love until you believe it. Just give me another chance sweetheart, please.
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Nesta with Nyx
Nesta: “You’re all spoiling him too much”
Also Nesta: *notices he likes a certain kind of candy, buys the stores entire stock for him*, “here you go little man.”
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Cass: I’m bored
Rhys *cradling a sleeping Nyx*: don’t feather pluckin say it!
Azriel: Why can’t he say what?
Cass *trying to hold in his laughter*: Did you just say feather pluckin?
Rhys *rolling his eyes*: I’m trying not to swear in front of my toddler Cass.
Cass *biting his fist to not laugh out loud and wake Nyx up*
Azriel: okay, but why isn’t Cass allowed to say he’s bored?
Rhys: He’s going to jinx the peace
Azriel *scoffing* : there’s no such thing and even I’m bored. There’s nothing to do anymore... no fighting... no spying
Rhys: Will you two shut the frig up!
*Amren comes crashing into the living room, nyx wakes up*
Amren: we have a problem
Cass and Az *eyes wide in shock*
Rhys *trying to lull back nyx to sleep*: you just had to jinx it
Amren: They did what?!
Azriel: ..... we said that we were bored
Amren *steps on the table near the illyrians and smacks them both on their heads*: YOU IDIOTS!
Cass: fucking ow Amren!!!
*Rhys glaring at an ashen Cass*
Cass: Feyre is going to send her water wolves my way isn’t she?
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You fight because you survived - Rhysand/Gwyn interaction on healing
Rhys moved his gaze towards the priestess. His brows furrowed in confusion.
“How do I do what?”
Rhys could see her throat work, he could see her nervously tuck a strand behind her ear.
She nodded to herself, as if convincing herself of something. Something he had seen her do every time before she tried to perfect a new combat move.
Her eyes met his, filled with resolve. Her back a bit more straight.
“You have experienced a lot. I don’t know the details but what I do know is enough to establish that you have seen and experienced some horrible things. Experiences somewhat similar to mine. Yet, I see you live and thrive. I see you be vulnerable.... so my question to you is, how do you do it?”
Her question was met with silence, Rhys looked at her for a moment and then shifted his gaze towards the night sky. His gaze shifting as if looking for an answer, an answer to a question no one had ever really asked him before.
He heard Gwyn shift, “I’m sorry if that was too intrusive, you don’t have to answer.”
He shook his head before she even finished her sentence. “No, its not. I mean it is but I’m trying to articulate my thoughts .”
Gwyn nodded. Giving him the time to sort out his own thoughts. It was hard enough processing her thoughts at times but even harder to find the right words to communicate them.
“I won’t lie to you Gwyn, the demons that haunt me haven’t vanished and I don’t think they ever will. There are days when you remember, days when you are forced to remember.”
Gwyn nodded, afraid to break the flow of words he worked hard to start in the first place.
“The days I am forced to remember is when I walk around Velaris. When I see a sister and brother bickering, or even when I see my mate and her sisters interacting. The days I am forced to remember is when I see a mother hold their childs hand tightly, or embrace them in greeting. There are days when I am forced to remember loosing them.”
Gwyn felt tears forming in her eyes. She couldn’t help it, couldn’t ignore the pain in the high lords voice. The agony in it, she understood it. She looked up at the night sky he looked at in effort to keep her tears at bay.
“When I am forced to remember, I remember that it was because of my action, of my trust in the wrong person that led to me loosing them. That those beautiful lives were horribly lost too soon, because of me.”
“How do you deal with that Rhysand? I - those thoughts, when you’re forced to remember.”
“In my heart, I know that it was the actions of cruel people that led to their deaths not mine. But telling yourself that doesn’t always help does it?”
“No it doesn’t” she sniffled. “No matter how many times I tell myself that, no matter how logical I make it sound... I can never convince myself.”
“Maybe we’re not meant to convince ourselves Gwyn.”
She looked at him confused. He turned his head towards her, his inky hair ruffled by the tame wind.
“What do you mean? If we can’t accept it then how can we heal?”
“We heal by accepting that it happened, by accepting that when we are forced to remember them it is by good memories of them. I’m forced to remember them when I see siblings in the streets teasing and pranking one another, it tells me I’d done the same once with my sister. I remember my mother when I see my mate with my son, I remember her gentleness and her love. When I am forced to remember, I focus on what I’m remembering and I acknowledge that I lost them but I also acknowledge that they left me gifts, gifts in the memories I hold of them. What did your sister leave you with Gwyn?”
Gwyn stayed silent for a moment, thinking of all the times she was recently forced to remember her sister.
“I remember her protecting me when I see Nesta and Feyre together. Her teasing nature when I see you, Cassian and Azriel interact. i remember her utter focus when Emerie sets her mind to finish any obstacle.”
“Well Gwyn, she left you with a lot of gifts too then didn’t she? Your teasing nature, your focus so strong that you’re set on besting one of the strongest Illyrians in history tomorrow.”
Gwyn giggled and wiped a tear off her face.
“But most of all she left the gift of protectiveness to you, perhaps even before she left this world too soon. You protected those children Gwyn, that action, if anything is a tribute to your sister. An acknowledgment that you learned from her and carried it on for her.”
Gwyn could not stop the tears, she couldn’t. She tried looking up at the night sky to stop, but to no avail. She never thought of it like that. The wind blew on her face, the coolness of it settling on her face as if kissing her to comfort, to embrace, to feel.
“I never thought of it that way”
“Its hard to, we embrace the pain far more quickly than we embrace what they left us because we think punishing ourselves could heal us. But it wont Gwyn and it would also be a disservice to those we lost. Yes we lost them, but we get to live. We get to live for them, to continue their legacy and to share their gifts with the world. To bring good to this world. So live. Live to honour her, live for her unapologetically and brave.”
Gwyn nodded, “you’re right, it would be a waste of her life and mine to not share her goodness with the world.”
Rhysand smiled at her and nodded
“... but what of the times I remember the painful memories Rhysand, the one that bring the guilt back.”
“Those will keep coming, they still do with me at least and on days like that I go and take a moment to myself. I try to sit and remember the thousands of good memories of them to set aside that one bad one.”
“When you visit the library?”
“The silence there helps me sort through my thoughts”
Gwyn smiled, “helps me too, so does training which is why you came here tonight too?”
Rhys nodded, “frustration will arise from time to time, the unfairness of it all.” He pointed at the ring. “ At such times, I come here to work it off.”
Gwyn nodded and released a breath,
“Thank you for talking to me, I know its not easy but I - it’s difficult to ask for help from someone who doesn’t understand it.”
Rhysand smiled at her, “It is. I should also be thanking you.”
Gwyn looked at him perplexed
“Its hard talking about it but I do feel lighter after I do. Everyone except for Feyre is afraid to ask these questions so I never get to voice what I feel, and when you don’t get to voice them...”
Gwyn continued for him, “you don’t get to understand your feelings”
Rhys nodded, “precisely”.
To be continued......
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Why everyone needs to stop shitting on Rhys for disliking Nesta:
I would just like to remind people about this part of acomaf, chapter 41.
In this scene, feyre asks why mor was so on edge to go to hewn city (this was Feyre's first time) and Rhys tells her about Mor's story in detail especially about the abuse her family made her go through.
Feyre states that she understands why Rhys would take a long time to forgive nesta or might not ever forgive nesta (in acosf obviously that changes). And the readers have to read in between the lines to understand why as well.
Feyre was also a massive victim to family abuse. By all members of her family. But especially by Nesta.
Nesta actively seeked to belittle and undermine Feyre, insult and degrade her, took Feyre for granted and made her feel like a nobody.
The inner circle had to deal with all kinds of verbal and physical abuse. and rhys knows two people who dealt with the family abuse: az and mor. and it's a past that pains him because he wasn't able to do anything just as he wasn't able to help his own mate.
Feyre saw how much it broke Rhys to see his loved ones get hurt by their own people. And it doesn't help the fact that Nesta doesn't seem apologetic or care about the effect her actions had on Feyre and the fact she also verbally abused the inner circle:
she tosses insults about cassian being a bastard born son among other things which is exactly the type of verbal abuse he gets from his own Illyrian people
She slut shamed Mor's revealing dress, slut shaming is something we see Eris do a lot to Mor
She ridicules and mocks Rhys as a high lord, something that Rhys had to endure for CENTURIES and by his biggest abuser, amarantha
Rhys literally watches Nesta abuse his family the way the rest of the world has and does. Idk who told you that Rhys is this perfect man who forgives all and moves on or he should be because he isn't. that's what makes him who he is.
So while you forgive nesta for her actions, also forgive Rhys's treatment towards her. He has extreme trauma and has seen his loved ones go through abuse too. This man has had enough.
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remember when cassian told feyre she wasnt just rhysands anymore, but was his too and everyone elses?? yeahh i do. literally who could compete with feyre? she got the whole bat boy trio in the palm of her hands. jealous af
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You fight because you survived - Rhysand/Gwyn interaction on healing
It was one of those nights, one of those nights where he just needed fresh air and some time to deal with his thoughts. Deal with the nightmares.
So he had tucked the blankets around a sleeping Feyre, checked on Nyx in his cot and had decided to go to the training ring at the house of wind, surely no one would be there at such a time.
However, he heard the movement of blades and peeked over the boulder to see Gwyn training. He was surprised to see her here, yes she had started getting out of the library more. Interestingly enough it was always Az who could coax her out... even more so than Nesta.
He could see her focused on the target, grunting each time her blade smoothly cut through the padding. Maybe he shouldn’t be surprised she was here at this hour. They both had similar demons in their nightmares.
Rhys turned around to leave Gwyn to her privacy when she suddenly twirled with her blade lifted, “who’s there?”
Rhys stepped out of the shadows, his hands up. “Sorry I didn’t mean to startle you, I was just leaving”
A blush arose on her freckled cheeks. “Oh, you don’t have to leave on my account. I was just getting a head start on tomorrow’s training session”
Rhys smirked, he heard she was as competitive as his Shadowsinger. “Oh yes, the obstacle race tomorrow. I understand you and Az have a bet going on between you two about who wins”
Gwyns chin lifted a bit higher, “yes and I will win of course, you should cash in on it”
Rhys chuckles, “I just might, solid moves Gwyn”
They stayed silent for a while, Rhys moved over to where some warded weapons were kept. His hands hovering over some daggers. He picked one narrow dagger after some deliberation and moved towards Gwyn.
“Practice your throwing with this one, Its harder for Az’s shadows to dodge narrower objects. Besides it’ll be faster”
The sudden glee in Gwyns eyes got a chuckle out of Rhys, “yeah you definitely are as crazy competitive as him”
Gwyn unapologetically shrugged with a smile on her face, “it is what it is, thank you high lord”
“Oh none of that, call me by my name Gwyn”
Gwyn smiled and accepted with a nod
“Thank you Rhysand..... umm care to show me how I can best your Shadowsinger with this dagger?”
“Sure thing, go near that post. We’ll begin”
Gwyn and Rhys trained together, Rhys showing her how to make her throw more precise. He admired the focus on the priestesses face.
“Now he has brute force but you Gwyn are more agile. Use that and combine it with your stealth and you’re gold.”
Rhys blocked her moves but eventually Gwyn got the hang of what Rhys was instructing her to do and finally landed a blow on his side.
They both were grinning and heaving
“THAT WAS SO COOL” gwyn exclaimed
Both of them moved towards the water station and sat down side by side. Gwyn never thought about the proximity between her and the high lord just like she never did with Azriel. Azriel because he was the one who saved her and Rhysand, well because she’d seen him at the library at times.... ghosts in his eyes while he battled them in silence there. Ghosts she could see when he walked into the ring tonight.
“Can I ask you something Rhysand?”
“Sure, anything Gwyn”
“Its more of a personal question for you”
Rhys stilled but after a moment nodded.
Gwyn let out a breath, “how do you do it?”
To be continued....
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Rhys and Az walk into the house of wind in utter chaos, the house magically playing loud music and yeap they can hear Nesta’s voice scream singing.....
“RED LIGHTS, STOP SIGNS.... I STILL SEE YOUR FACE.....”
Rhys turns to Cassian sitting in the main living room looking through a battle plan completely unperplexed
Rhys: Umm what’s going on?
Cassian: This chick named Olivia released an album about heartbreak so Nesta demanded we break up for about two hours so she can and I quote “get the real feels”.
Az: Mother above...
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Feyre watching Rhys play with a giggling Nyx in the middle of the living room
Feyre: I thought you were at the court of nightmares for the meeting?
Rhys: *blowing bubbles on Nyx’s belly* yeah it finished early
Feyre: Rhys... you left twenty minutes ago..
Amren stomps in glaring and pointing a finger to Rhys with death in her eyes
Amren: STOP IT, you cannot keep leaving these meetings just like that. To leave me in that horrible place out of nowhere!
Rhys: but I-
Amren: no you listen to me boy, you will not keep pulling this, you have duties.
Feyre: what happened?
Amren: Our high lord keeps bailing on meetings or wrapping them up way to quickly without any warning whatsoever. You always do a better job Feyre at your duties, he just keeps slacking when its his turn!
Feyre turning around to see Rhys smiling down at Nyx and letting him play with his tie
Feyre: Rhys you cant just..
Rhys: look I miss him okay? I like being here when he is awake and I can not not come and see him every time his mental shield brushes mine wondering where I am.
Amren: you need to be responsible
Rhys: nope, I have a second which is you for a reason. You and Mor can handle the meetings. Perhaps even better than I can. I’ve never been selfish but Ill be damned if I wont be selfish now and spend time with my family.
Rhys: Now if you’ll excuse me, Nyx and I are going to go flying.
*Rhys’s wings suddenly appear and Nyx squeels with joy*
Rhys kisses Feyre on the cheek before walking out the room.
Feyre looks back at Amren expecting to see her giving a death glare to Rhysands back but she turns and see’s something completely else.
She see’s Amren smiling at Rhysand’s retreating back with one single tear tracking down her face. She moves her gaze to Feyre and says,
“Over 500 years, I’ve known him for over 500 years and this is the first time I’ve actually seen him living for himself. For his family. Thank you Feyre.”
She bows and exits the room.
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Love all the books, I do. But there’s a reason why ACOMAF will always be at the top of my list and not ACOSF.
ACOSF as great as it was had too many plot holes to ignore. Nesta’s journey as beautiful as it was, did not address the biggest issue which was why she hated one one sister and not the other. Too many things happened without much sense just to progress one characters storyline.
Sorry not sorry but ACOMAF is top tier and cannot be contested with. (No hate on the other books though, they were beautiful. This is if we’re picking favourites you know?)
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Aelin: I have a plan!!!
Rowan: *hits fire alarm* thanks. I appreciate the warning.
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I did not need to tear up again today 😭❤️
Feyre & Rhysand acowar reunion scene
By @palesile insta
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Gwyn: your shadows are cute
Inner circle: *gasps*
All of Prythian: *gasps*
Nesta and Feyre: *smirking*
Azriel: they love you too honey 🥰
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All you need to know is that Az is an earrings guy, Rhys is a rings guy and Cass is a chains guy.
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Why do I picture Rowan pulling a Hopper from stranger things when it’ll come to his daughter dating Nyx?
“No young lady, for the sake of your dad KEEP THE DOOR OPEN THREE INCHES. “
And if they don’t follow his rules
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