#Rhysand archeron

[shallyne]

TTPD songs as ACOTAR Characters

Rhysand: I Can Do It With A Broken Heart

Feyre: Clara Bow/Fresh Out The Slammer

Cassian: I Look In People's Windows

Mor: The Bolter

Nesta: Guity As Sin?

Azriel: Florida!!!

Elain: I Hate It Here

Lucien: Down Bad

Amren: The Albatross

#acotar #a court of thorns and roses #the tortured poets department #feyre archeron #feyre #feyre cursebreaker #high lady of the night court #high lady feyre #feyre darling #rhysand #rhys #high lord rhysand #rhysand archeron #rhys acotar #feysand #elain archeron #nesta archeron #cassian acotar #azriel acotar #morrigan acotar #mor acotar #the morrigan #morrigan #mor #lucien vanserra #amren acotar #taylor swift

[daevastanner]

Scene I want w/ Gwyn & Rhys

Rhysand: I miss my sister. I miss being an older brother to her.

Gwyn: What do you miss about it most?

Rhysand: Everything. Annoying her. Teasing her. Being her conspirator and keeping her secrets. I have a family of my own now, but nothing can mend that loss.

Gwyn: It sounds like you were a good brother.

Rhysand: I tried to be.

Gwyn: I never had an older brother.

Rhysand: *softly* Would you like one?

#gwynriel #gwyneth berdara #rhysand acotar #rhysand archeron #acotar headcanon #gwynsand

[incorrect-random-fandom]

Rhys: I’m not gonna lie, Cass, I’m kinda scared of your mate.

Cassian: Oh, Nesta? Nesta wouldn’t hurt a fly!

Rhys: Okay, that’s reassuring-

Cassian: She would kill a man though.

#source: tumblr #nessian #nesta x cassian #nesta archeron #cassian x nesta #nesta acotar #nesta #cassian acotar #cassian #cassian archeron #cassian acosf #cassian and nesta #rhys acotar #rhysand #rhysand archeron #acotar #acosf #incorrect acotar quotes #sarah j maas

[aelinfireheartgalathynius]

#sarah j maas #sjm #acotar #acomaf #a court of thorns and roses #rhysand archeron #rhysand #feyre archeron #mine

[shayennelovesbooks]

Let's be real tho, it's not Xaden who resembles Rhys, it's Tairn.

An old af dude who just wants to fuck his pretty mate

#fourth wing #violet sorrengail #xaden riorson #tairn #tairneanach #sgaeyl #Tairn and sgaeyl #feysand #rhysand #rhysand acotar #Rhysand Archeron #feyre archeron #feyre cursebreaker #Riorengail

[romanticatheartt]

Wait sjm really said she would write another Feysand book? WHEN?

Sorry for not answering right away when you sent this because I was searching for evidence hehe

But yes, she said: "{Rhys & Feyre} will definitely be major players in upcoming books ... they'll have their own point of view book again... I don't have that story planned in my mind, there are other stories I would rather tell first but I would love the chance to write a book that is split between Feyre & Rhys's point of views"

This interview is from acosf release day and I found this video from @/rhysdanaan on twitter

But like don't get your hope up. The chances that we might get a book from their pov again, it'd be ten years from now lmao. Eluciens been waiting for their book for 8 years now so- 😭

#“I would keep writing them until I am dead” LMAO💀😭 #feysand #pro feysand #rhysand #feyre archeron #feyre cursebreaker #rhysand archeron #high lady feyre #high lord rhysand

[starlightbooklove]

I am, with no shame, kicking my feet and gigling like a fool every time Rhys talks 🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭

#pro rhysand #rhysand archeron #acotar #hofas spoilers #hofas #sarah j maas

[i-only-see-daylight]

Nesta: Why do people believe I’m incapable of doing anything nice ever?

Rhys: Experience.

#dont be fooled #they are besties #sibling vibes #a court of thorns and roses #a court of mist and fury #a court of wings and ruin #a court of frost and starlight #a court of silver flames #sjmaas #sjm #sjm books #sarah j maas #acotar #nesta archeron #nesta #nesta acotar #nesta acosf #acosf #the valkyries #the house of wind #acosf memes #acotar series #acotar fandom #acotar memes #incorrect quotes #acotar incorrect quotes #rhysand #illyrian #rhysand acotar #rhysand archeron

[motherfeyre-archeron]

Reminder that Rhys is a dilf

#daddy rhys #rhys and nyx #nyx archeron #rhysand archeron

[orphicauroras]

The way some of you guys absolutely hate Rhys and love Eris when he's just a mini version of Rhysand will never not be funny

#mam they're the same people #ig i'm entering my eris hate era #not a fan of that guy #rhysand #rhysand archeron #acotar #anti eris

[ellievickstar]

Climbing Out (Chapter 4)

A/N: Hello everybody! I have nothing to put here except that you are all AMAZING PEOPLE! Like you guys have been so supportive of this series, etc. I love you guys so much and I hope you enjoy this chapter even though it’s more uh filler.

Ship: Azriel x Reader, archeron!reader

Warnings: I forgot that there is mentions of abuse and violence here and there but it is like one or two lines but if it still is triggering you may leave :) And uh heavily UNEDITED :D

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Requested? No. Inspired? Yes! This series is inspired by Just Another Stereotype but the storyline is slightly different.

I chose to fly with Cassian. Feyre flew with Azriel and as we waited for Rhys, Cass and I made jokes.

“What’s so funny?” Azriel asked, raising his eyes brows as I doubled over in laughter. I giggled again as I said between breathes. “Cass was just telling me about some stunts you guys did when you were still in training,” Azriel’s brows furrowed as he looked at Cassian. “Cass?” He mocked. Cassian just shrugged, “It’s old Fae language for friendship,” “No it’s not!” I hissed as I slapped his forearm, he feigned extreme hurt.

Azriel’s eyes darkened in, anger? But I ignored him. I could hang out with whoever I want and doesn’t have the right to be mad because he is my enemy. My mate. I snorted inwardly. He would not be my mate, I hated him.

“We have to go, come one,” Cassian urged, lifting me as he flexed his wings…and jumped into thin air. I screamed as we begun to fall but with another flare of his wings we were soaring again. The magic of the wall was suffocating as it tried to reach for me through that hole.

It felt like I had gone through in the nick of time.

I was breathing hard as we landed, I doubled over as I sat on the snowy ground — and giggled. “That was absolutely thrilling,” I grinned wildly and Cassian chuckled, offering me his hand. I took it and was quickly hauled to my feet as Feyre motioned for me to follow her. Mor was behind us as she winnowed. I acknowledged her with a nod.

Approaching the large double doors of the manor, I knocked the door, Feyre beside me. Nesta opened it and her eyes fell on me.

“What did they do to you…?” She asked as she opened the door wider and reached for my face. I flinched away from the touch, the sight of the hand spearing towards me. She paused.

“They did this to you,” It wasn’t a question. Nesta glared at Feyre as she demanded, “How could you let this happen? She is barely an adult! You dragged her into this mess,” Feyre was silent as insults were flung at her but Rhysand was not inclined to listen to the mockery of his mate.

“Last I checked, Feyre was also killed and turned Fae, what’s so different about Y/N?” He asked. Nesta rolled her eyes. “As if you would understand why,” I blinked before sighing and glancing past Nesta. Elain was there with her hand over her mouth, gaping at me. “They…they stabbed me in the gut and let me bleed to death, they almost couldn’t be bothered to bring me back if Feyre didn’t ask them to,” I admitted.

It had been true. Everyone had been excited to meet Feyre curse breaker, the one that answered the riddle who fought the wyrm, who defended them against Amarantha. However, not all were eager to see the one who helped her read the riddle, who taught her how to fight properly, the one who slipped out of her cell to check on everyone, every night when they were asleep. Small sacrifices of myself to give them hope yet it was nothing. To them at least.

Stepping inside, I approached the dining room, only to glance behind me once. But it was enough to see the longing in Azriel’s eyes as he looked at Elain. A part of me stung as I turned around my head and composed myself for the meeting, another part of me felt relieved. Less attachments meant less of a need to live. My job was almost done I just had to finish the war and I could disappear forever. I had no one else anyways, and if my mate could be happy with someone else then I had no complaint. At least I got to see mine.

We all sat around the dining room and as it the clocked striked, the mortal queens winnowed in. Winnowed. I looked to Rhys and Feyre and they looked equally stunned. Guards filed into the room and the Mortal Queens appeared. But there were six, not seven.

They sat as he eldest looking of them crooned, “You have an hour of our time,” I blinked. What a narcissist. The rest begun debating back and forth with the queens but I was so tired, I couldn’t care enough to waste my energy. That’s when the mortal queens begun mocking Rhysand.

“I do not have enough breathe to convince you because I know you will say no,” I said. “But think on this: We were murdered, Feyre and I, to become Fae. We were killed. Her neck was snapped and I was stabbed in the gut and left to bled out. I was nearly not revived. They were too busy with Feyre cursebreaker,” My tone was composed, my back straight. The image of a lady. “But I am here because there are children, there are families counting on us to not be butchered. There are innocents on both sides, and regardless of what Hybern has said, they will butcher us all and if you need evidence of that then I have plenty,” I finished, looking every single one of them in the eyes, not backing down.

“We will see this evidence the next time we return, I assume,” The eldest asked. I nodded and that was enough. They left without another word.

“What have you done,” Rhysand demanded. And I laid back in my chair. “I solved the issue before it could be presented,” Was all I said simply. “All we need is something to show them that we are sincere and something to show them that Hybern will kill us all,” I shrugged. Before laying my head on the table. I was beyond tired. “I’m tired, I want to go home,” Was all I said as I sighed and stood. Only for me to collapse, as my head hit the table and darkness surrounded me.

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[shallyne]

Nyx: am I in trouble?

Rhys: take a guess

Nyx: No?

Rhys: take another guess

@officialrhysandweek

#acotar #a court of thorns and roses #rhysandweek2023 #rhysand #rhys #rhysand archeron #rhys acotar #pro rhysand #high lord rhysand #high lord of the night court #nyx archeron #nyx acotar #nyx #feysandnyx #incorrect quotes #acotar incorrect quotes #incorrect acotar quotes

[daevastanner]

Dilf Rhys

Reread some of @separatist-apologist 's fics last night and now Dilf Rhys has entered my Gwynriel fic:

Rhys arrived before him, halting his feverish steps. He leveled Azriel with a knowing look. “You’re going to wear a hole in your boots–”

Nyx cut off his father, reaching up with a chubby fist and grabbing the High Lord’s lower lip. Rhysand pulled his head back, freeing his mouth of his son’s grip, then playfully nipped at his tiny fingers.

#gwynriel #gwyneth berdara #azriel acotar #azriel shadowsinger #rhysand acotar #rhysand archeron #nyx archeron #rhysand and nyx

[incorrect-random-fandom]

Rhys, to Gwyn: This is Azriel, he hates himself and never smiles but he also has wings, doesn’t know how to make bracelets or open up about his feelings, is a sore loser, and giggles when you call him baby.

Gwyn, handing over cash: I’ll take him.

#source: tumblr #adopt an illyrian #gwynriel #gwyn berdara #gwyn x az #gwyneth berdara #az x gwyn #azriel x gwyn #azriel shadowsinger #azriel acotar #gwyn x azriel #azriel #azriel berdara #gwynsand #gwynsand friendship #rhysand #rhysand archeron #rhys acotar #acotar #acosf #incorrect acotar quotes #sarah j maas

[aelinfireheartgalathynius]

“You’re sure you’re alright?” Cassian asked again.  

“I’m fine.” I slurped whatever gray mush was on my plate, looking past him at the bare wall of the stone house. The Illyrian war camp was one of my least favorite places in the world, and I was about to leave for the most soul-sucking place in the universe: the Hewn City. No matter how hard Cassian tried to distract me, the only thing I took solace in was schooling my thoughts into an immovable, impenetrable steel wall. 

“You’re sure? I could—” Cassian’s offer was cut short when he glanced out the window. Two dark forms appeared out of thin air. His eyes went wide. 

Feyre was stumbling in the mud, her shoulder supporting Rhys. Rhys — he was slumped over, with what looked like dried blood over a great deal of his body. Feyre was covered in dirt and blood, too, but I couldn’t tell from this far if it belonged to her or Rhys.

Cassian and I scrambled to the door, sprinting across the field toward the two forms. As we ran, Feyre let Rhys slump to the ground and walked toward the house. She didn’t look back. Rhys let out a groan that could have been her name. 

Cassian took one look at her, saw she was in one piece, and made a beeline for Rhysand’s crumpling form. 

I stopped when Feyre reached me, letting Cassian tend to Rhys for now. 

Feyre’s face... I almost cursed out loud. Such cold, hollow pain and anger. And something else — something like confusion, desperation — beneath it all. 

“I want you to take me somewhere far away,” she said. “Right now.”

Her face was a stone mask. I bit my lip, looking between her and Rhys. Cassian had the High Lord covered, and I knew Feyre wouldn’t leave him if he were truly in danger of dying. She may be furious, but—

“Please,” Feyre’s voice broke and my cursed, immortal heart lurched in my chest. Behind her, I heard Rhys moan her name. She didn’t even flinch. 

I would do this for Feyre. Whatever was between her and Rhys, she deserved to have some time for herself. She deserved to make her own decisions, away from Rhys. Away from all of us. It had only been two months since I had carried her out of that Spring Court manor, since Rhys had almost slaughtered Tamlin’s whole court for locking his mate in that house. For watching as she wasted away into dust. 

She deserved to find out who she was on her own terms, just as I deserved to choose my own path all those years ago. That was why Rhys had kept the mating bond from her in the first place — to let her choose her own life. I wondered when he planned on telling her about it. 

It didn’t matter right now. She looked at me, her stone façade cracking the smallest bit. She was furious, and confused, and conflicted, and hurt. 

She might be Feyre Cursebreaker, but she was also Feyre Archeron. My friend, Feyre.

I took her hand.

We vanished into wind and night. 

#mor's perspective #the morrigan #morrigan #mor #feyre archeron #rhysand #rhysand archeron #cassian #fanfic #a court of mist and fury #acomaf #sarah j maas #sjm #feysand #mine

[tubbiegordito]

Archers uwu

#clasharama #clash of clans #Clash Mini #clash royale fanart #clashofclansfanart #clash of clans fanart #supercorp #rhysand archeron #clash-a-rama #coc fanart #coc #clashminifanart #f!