Feyre (after being rescued to Velaris): You don’t want me here, I am a handful.
Rhys *lifting both hands, grinning*: It’s okay. I’ve got two.
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AO3 Collection・Event Masterlist・Prompts ・Guidlines
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📝Fics:
Would You Like Me On My Knees? by @starfall-spirit
Accidentally In Love by @shallyne
Lost and Found drabble by @shallyne
Buried Alive Inside My Dreams by @separatist-apologist
Whatever Our Souls Are Made of by @xtaketwox
If I Could Hold You For A Minute by @darling-archeron
All By Design by @the-lonelybarricade
The Rite by @witch-and-her-witcher
The Dust of the Stars in Her Eyes by @rosanna-writer
Starchaser by @velidewrites
Of Threats and Bonds by @stay-forever-sunday
🎨Art:
Golden thread art by @whettpaint
Feysand in the Summer Court comissioned by @separatist-apologist and @the-lonelybarricade from artist @/jenna.draw
Feysand and Nyx art by @witchlingsandwyverns
Feysand mating ceremony comissioned by @foreverinelysian from artist @:mokkasimp
🎶Misc:
Nyx heir of rizz headcanon by @disturbingly-silent
Feysand fanfic recommendation - Darling Let's Run by @the-lonelybarricade recommended by @ultadverb
Chapter 54 Moodboard by @shallyne
Mating anniversary tattoos headcanon by @harperbrynne
Feysand acotar tweets by @shallyne
Feysand Incorrect quotes: 1 and 2 by @shallyne
Feysand meme by @shallyne
Feysand texts by @shallyne
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If we missed one of your contributions, kindly reach out to us!
🎨: @dreadart
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feyre: rhys, sometimes i worry you’re taking your fatherly duties a little too seriously.
rhys: *mixing furiously* if cassian thinks his cookies are gonna be the most popular at the bake sale tomorrow then he’d be WRONG.
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Rhysand: We should get married
Feyre: We've been dating for less than a month
Rhysand: And I think I've shown incredible restraint waiting this long
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How it started *Under the Mountain*:
Feyre: “So that’s the love of my life.”
Rhys: “Really? Tamlin? That guy?”
Feyre: “Yeah. Thoughts?”
Rhys: “And prayers. Girl what-”
Where it went *Early ACOWAR*:
Feyre: “So this is my mate.”
Lucien: “Really? Your mate is that guy?? Rhysand???”
Feyre: “Yeah. Thoughts?”
Lucien: “And Prayers. Girl what-”
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Cassian: So... I've seen you've been spending a lot of time with Rhys recently.
Feyre: No, Cassian, it's not what it looks like. I swear.
Cassian: Oh really? So no reason for me to be jealous?
Feyre: No! You're the only one for me.
Cassian: Is that so?
Feyre: I promise. Rhysand and I are just bonded, okay? He's my mate.
Cassian: So there are no best-friend-feelings involved?
Feyre: You are still my one and only best friend! He's just the love of my life, nothing more!
Cassian: But I'm still the platonic love of your life, right?
Feyre: Of course!
Rhys:
Rhys: What the-
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Feyre: what do you commonly use your magic for besides manipulating shadows?
Azriel: controlling my allergies.
Feyre:
Feyre:
Feyre: what.
Azriel: I can’t be a spymaster with the sniffles.
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Rhysand showing Feyre the Night Court: This is your home now.
Rowen showing Aelin his bed: This is your home now.
Bryce showing Hunt her penthouse apartment: This is your home now.
Elide showing Lorcan Perranth: This is your home now.
Cassian showing Nesta The House of Wind: This is your home now.
Lucien putting Elain's hand over his heart: This is your home now.
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Feyre, seductively: I do not have enough to pay rent
Rhys: We'll figure something out *winks at her*
Mor: Ugh, disgusting
Cassian: Guys, this is monopoly!
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Feyre: All the snacks are gone!
Rhys: I AM LITERALLY RIGHT HERE?!
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Nyx: Uncle Az, why have you forbade me from entering the delicious chamber?
Cassian and Gwyn, holding back laughter:
Nesta, shaking her head:
Azriel: It's called an oven and you will die.
Nyx, puffs up little chest: I am strong, Uncle.
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Cassian *dropping someting*: Shit!
Nyx *wearing the biggest grin*: SHIT!
Cassian *spinning around*: No, no, no. We don't say that. Mummy won't be happy about you saying that word.
Nyx: Shit!
Cassian *crouching down on the ground*: No, no. We don't ever say that word again, alright buddy? That is a bad word.
Nyx *giggling*: Shit.
Cassian: No, no, buddy, stop. Promise me to never say that again, or your mummy will be very, very mad at Uncle Cass.
Nyx *looking at his toys*: Sh--
Cassian: I'll take you flying and bring you chocolate, and we can even steal a huge piece of the cake Elain made earlier, if you promise me to never say that word again.
Nyx *nodding happily, eyes twinkling*: Gaga.
Cassian releasing a contented sight, wiping sweat from his forehead; Feyre and Rhys entering the room
Feyre: Did you have a nice time with uncle Cass? Look what we got you, baby.
Rhys handing Nyx a little plushy toy they got him.
Feyre *smiling at Nyx*: So what are we going to call it, baby?
....
Nyx: SHIT!
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Nyx: Fuck!
Rhys: *flips the table* who the fuck taught him that?
Cassian: how the fuck would I know?
Azriel: calm the fuck down, you both!
Feyre:
Nesta:
Elain:
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Feyre: Rhysand and I are no longer dating.
Rhys: Feyre, that’s a horrible way of telling people we’re married.
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Rhysand: My standards are very high, actually. I prefer well-mannered, graceful—
Feyre: *stumbles into the room, covered in mud and blood, wyrm carcass thrown over her shoulder*
Rhysand:
Rhysand: I want that one
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Rhys[seeing Feyre reading a poetry book out of boredom]: I never took you for a poet.
Feyre: Oh, but I am one. Wanna hear a limerick?
Rhys: Sure.
Feyre: Rhysand, Rhysand, what a prick.
Rhys: Not bad.
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