My babies 😭😭😭😭
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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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Cass won of course
But apparently nyx wasn’t as far behind as you would expect
Oh cauldron knows nyx is going to destroy cassian when he’s a bit older
I want to see cass defeated
Might bring down his ego a tiny bit
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Happy Friday and some happy Feysand for all!
Via eliziannna.the.one on Instagram
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Cass teaching Nyx to fly 😂
*endless scream into the void*
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Okay so I’m sorta kinda late but I just finished acosf! And I really like it! I wanted to throw my own two sense in the mix. I know there’s a lot of hate towards nests, which I totally get. But that’s kinda her personality?? One main thing I saw was that people didn’t like how sjm made the choice that she gave up her powers to save feyre and nyx. I feel like people forget that this book is more of a character study meaning that this book may be slower and not exciting via plot points. If you read the acknowledgements Sarah said she wrote best as characters as a reflection of her own mental health. So as many of us wanted her to keep her death powers, it’s also a representation of depression. She needed to grow from her mental health in order to get better.
I hope to get a scene of Rhysand updating the portrait of Feyre behind his desk to include Nyx.
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Nyx and Mama Feyre. I already know she’ll be the best mother ever.
Credit: joannahadzhieva.art (Instagram)
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Gwynriel Headcanon with Nyx - After the 'breakup' :
Rhysand, Feyre, Cassian and Nesta are at the house of wind. "Okay, just listen once more please, I have to give him warm milk if he cries, make him fall asleep at 9, make sure he burps before he sleeps, make sure his wings don't fold while he sleeps, make sure he doesn't get hurt and -", Gwyn holding Nyx was cut off by Nesta.
"And you have already recited the entire routine twice now. Don't worry Gwyn, you'll take good care of him. He likes you the best".
"Can't fight with that" Rhys replied. "Don't worry Gwyn, you'll take good care of him. Besides Azriel is here to help you". "I'm pretty sure he's just gonna stay at the sidelines and blame it at me if anything goes wrong".
"I'm hurt by your words" Azriel said dramatically with a hand on his heart while coming into the dining room. "Don't worry, Gwyn, you're worrying even more than me and we'll be back by 10." Feyre said. "No, we WON'T be back by 10, have some fun Feyre, it's your first time away from Nyx and our first double date. And besides, Gwyn can handle Nyx for a night." Cassian said with his armed hooked around Nesta's waist.
"We don't wanna be late now do we, let's go" Nesta said and placed a small peck on Cassian's kiss. They all started walking towards the balcony and said goodbye before Rhys winnowed them.
"Alright Nyx, now promise me you'll be good for Auntie Gwyn" Gwyn said to nyx and held out her pinky finger with her free hand. "I promise Auntie Gwyn" Said Nyx and shaked her pinky finger with his. Nyx was almost 2 years old now and he could speak the names and the usual words.
Azriel was still leaning in the doorway and smiling at Gwyn and Nyx. "What do you wanna do Nyx? " Gwyn asked him. "I want umm" He said while pointing his finger to his head. "I want a story".
"Which one? ", "Umm, of uncle Az and you". He replied and Az came towards them. "Now why do you want a story about us Nyx? ". "I don't know". Nyx said.
"Alright well I'll tell you a story about us. Did you know that Uncle Az fought in the war?". "He did?". "Yes, he fought in a war 500 years ago". "Uncle Az Old" Nyx said while giggling.
"Yes, uncle az very old. In fact, you should call him oldie uncle az". Gwyn replied and Nyx started giggling. She then tickled him in his stomach and he started laughing loudly. Azriel just stood there and smiled at that.
Gwyn started taking Nyx to her room and sat him down on the bed. Azriel followed and sat on the bed. "Now Nyx, are you hungry? " He shaked his head with his hair flowing and landing on his face. Azriel then slightly removed his hair from his face and took him in his lap. <<This is how nyx looked cause...why not>>
"Do you want to drink milk right now" Azriel asked nyx while playing with his hair. "Ummm, YES", "Alright Nyx, I'll get you some warm milk". Gwyn said to him. "Story, Uncle Az and you", "don't worry Nyx, she'll tell you a story, first drink the milk and then she'll tell you as many stories as you want". "Really? " He asked. "Really" Replied Az and Gwyn shot him a look before walking out to get milk.
"Why Auntie Gwyn no story promise? " Nyx asked Azriel while playing with his hand. A habit he surely got from Gwyn. "Well, I don't know, should I tell you a story about auntie Gwyn?" And his shadows started playing with Nyx. "Mhmm", "Okay, did you know Auntie Gwyn won the blood rite-" He stopped speaking as soon as Gwyn came in the room.
"What's blood rite? " Nyx asked and Azriel put his own hand on Nyx's mouth. "YOU'RE TELLING HIM ABOUT THE BLOOD RITE? ". Gwyn literally shouted. "Yes, he tell you won it" Nyx said and Azriel covered Nyx's mouth again.
"HE'S A KID!!", Gwyn shouted, yet again. "Hey, it's not like YOU don't tell him about wars". And Gwyn shot him a look to which he immediately shut up, Trying to hide his laughter. "Come on Nyx, drink this and then we'll sleep" And came closer to where he was sitting on Az's lap. "What about story? ". "I'll tell you another story, one about 3 boys who learn to fight for their home". "Promise?", "I promise" Gwyn said and shaked his little finger.
Azriel handed Nyx to Gwyn and Nyx drank the milk quietly while Gwyn told him to story of Rhysand, Cassian and Azriel with as few details as possible. About how they fought Hybern and how they protected their home. Azriel just sat their while listening to Gwyn. He couldn't stop listening to her. After all this time, he finally knew why Gwyn was Nyx's favorite. Because she listened. She listened to Nyx's questions and answered them in the best possible way.
She never stopped him from speaking and if he asked her to repeat the whole story. She did. She told him about how the warriors were fierce and protective. How they fought and fought just so they had a home to come back to.
When she saw Nyx started feeling sleepy, she took the empty bottle from him and stood up. Resting his head on her shoulder and rocking side to side so that he would fall asleep.
When she heard slight snoring she stopped shaking him and rested him on the bedbed where she saw Azriel sleeping with a smile on his face. She tugged some of Azriel's hair which were on his face. She then lay down beside Nyx, placing him between themselves and fell asleep.
Azriel was awoken by someone crying. He saw opened his eyes and took Nyx out of the room so he wouldn't wake up sleeping Gwyn. "What's the matter little guy?". "Mommy" Nyx replied. "Mommy's not here right now, she'll come back in the morning". He was moving side to side with his head on his shoulder.
"Song" Nyx said in a muffled voice. "What". Azriel said. "Song, Gwyn said you sing, sing" He replied. "Gwyn told you that? ", "mhmm, she tells me many things about you". "Oh", "song". "You're not gonna sleep without it are you? ". "No" Nyx said while smiling.
"Alright". He took him to his room's balcony so Gwyn won't hear him. So Azriel sang the song :
And he heard slight snoring when he stopped. When he turned around to go back, he saw Gwyn standing there. He was so focused on singing and was so sleepy, he must not have heard her come in. Despite the warnings his shadows were giving.
He layed down Nyx first and then lay on the bed himself. Trying to understand what excuse to make when his thoughts were interrupted by Gwyn whispering. "You're a good singer, shadowsinger. I'd love to hear more songs" Before lying down beside Nyx and falling asleep.
Azriel was too tired to even comprehend what that meant. He was too sleepy.
The Next Morning :
When Azriel woke up, he saw Nyx was lying between him and Gwyn and Gwyn was lying on Az's shoulder. Nyx was holding one finger of Gwyn with his tiny fingers. The sight of which made Azriel smile........
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We finally allowed cass to race nyx flying
With the condition of course that either rhys or me is there
So he dosent get any other crazy ideas
Oh nyx he dosent know what the future is holding for him
Ilyrians are crazy
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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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This will absolutely happen.
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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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(Somewhat of a crack) Theory, but not really
But hear me out!
Nyx is 3/4 Illyrian. Feyre was 100% Illyrian and Rhys is 1/2 Illyrian when Nyx was conceived and that makes him almost fully Illyrian. He even has wings all the time, unlike Rhys.
Of course I don’t think that he will be living in a training camp, but he will definitely received Illyrian training. And with 2 uncles, 1 aunt and his father all completing the Blood Rite, there is no way that he wouldn’t either (barbaric as it is).
So, in about 28 years, which is like 15 minutes in Fae time, there will be a High Lord’s heir who is almost entirely Illyrian, and who will most likely bring Illyria fully into the fold of the Night Court. Because of course Illyria isn’t Cassian’s or even less so Azriel’s responsibility, but the High Lord’s, and that’s who they typically complain about and resent. Hopefully, Nyx will also be able to bring some more progressive ideas into Illyria, in regards to women, Blood Rite rules, and everything else, and potentially will be able to enforce clipping and SA reporting rules as well. (Perhaps will Emerie’s help, since she is Illyrian, a female and a Carynthian)
And rightfully, that’s who should be handling Illyria, and hopefully unifying it. The Illyrian Heir of Night Court.
(not a human-turned Fae pretty 2nd sister of the High Lady or a pretty 1/4 nymph former? priestess--neither one of who have any connection what so ever to Illyria).
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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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Majority of the artwork with feysand and Nyx is them crying or something because they just fucking died... could sjm give them no breaks??? Did they really need to die for the plot?
They couldn’t even enjoy their pregnancy with Rhysand having nightmares and begging for answers.
It was so lazy, and unnecessary.
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I think Feyre is going to teach Nyx how to hunt and use a bow and arrow and how to survive. Not as a bond but a teaching moment.
It’s unlikely he’ll ever be in the same situation she was in when she was 14. But if Feyre didn’t have those skills she learned by having to hunt for her family everyday, I don’t think she’ll be who she is today.
Feyre wasn’t old enough to enjoy the riches of her families life and she was never taught (anything really)to wait and prepare for a husband. So she knows how to teach Nyx in ways that he won’t be solely dependent on his families money.
She’s going to be a devoted and loving mother in ways that hers wasn’t. Nyx will arguably be a very powerful being (look at his parents). He won’t have a horrible childhood like hers but she is still going to teach him how to be a survivor. How to do things on your own...
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“Are you sure you got this?” Feyre asked for the fifteenth time. She was already so worried about Nyx’s small size and his health, and leaving him alone with Cassian and Azriel to go to a high lord meeting wasn’t exactly helping her relax.
“Of course, we do Feyre, this isn’t the first time we’ve taken care of him. We’ll be fine.” Cassian replied. But in reality, he was trembling. He knew how protective Rhys and Feyre were of Nyx, and any mistake on their side wouldn’t go unnoticed.
“Trust me Rhys, we’ll be okay. And if anything goes wrong - which it won’t - we’ll call you immediately.” Azriel tried to reassure Rhys.
“Okay,” Rhys replied, “Just take care of him.”
“And remember to give him his milk, and burp him afterwards. And he can sleep without a nightlamp, but keep his door open.” Feyre added. She could never forget the time when they had closed his door, and Nyx had gotten so scared that he had woken up the entire house with his wails.
“We’ll be fine, don’t worry.” Cassian said.
Both Feyre and Rhys sighed, but went up to kiss the 10-month-old who was soundly sleeping in Azriel’s arms. “Love you baby.” They both kissed him on the cheek, and made their way to the door. Feyre looked back at sleeping Nyx one last time, before Rhys winnowed them away to the day court-where the meeting was being held.
“Are you scared?” Cassian asked Az
Az replied in a sombre voice, “Terrified.”
“Where did you keep the bottle?” Azriel tried to ask Cassian over the screaming.
“In the kitchen dickhead, where else would it be?” Cass replied
“Then go get it. And don’t get mad at me, it isn’t my fault you can’t take care of a baby.” Az retorted
“Can’t take care of a baby he says…hasn’t even held a baby once in his life…” Cass mumbled as he made his way to the kitchen. He got the bottle and came inside the living room where Azriel was bouncing Nyx on his lap.
“Shh Shh…,” he was cooing.” There’s nothing to cry about baby…”
“Most people would kill to see such a sight you know” Cassian joked
“Just give me the fucking bottle” Az replied angrily. He took the bottle from Cass and put it near the baby’s mouth. “Good boy, just drink your milk and fall asleep...”
“He’s not a dog you know. He won’t listen to your orders.” Cass said
“Are you here to help me or make fun of me?” Az asked, exasperated
“Mainly the latter” Cassian replied.
“It would have been so much better if Mor were here” Az mused. Mor had immediately said no when Feyre had asked her to babysit by saying that she had some business at the night court to attend to. So, Cass and Az were all alone.
Nyx, who had been sucking his bottle quite peacefully until that moment, suddenly threw the bottle down and started screaming again.
“What does he want now?” Az whined
“Maybe try burping him? That’s what Feyre told us to do” Cass suggested
Az adjusted the baby and gently started stroking his back. But that didn’t seem to help, and Nyx screamed even louder.
“Az,” Cassian said, wrinkling his nose at the disgusting stench filling the room, “maybe we need to change his diaper”
“What?!” Az shrieked, “you need to do that please”
Cassian sighed and took the baby in his arms. He made his way upstairs, keeping Nyx a safe distance away from him. He laid him down on the changing mat, and whispered to himself, “I got this.”
“You’re doing it absolutely wrong Cass” Az complained from where he stood near the door, far away from Nyx and Cass.
“Maybe you want to come and try this instead of standing there. Believe me Az, I’ve cut down the most disgusting demons, but nothing comes close to this.”
“How are you going to do it when its your child, hmm?” Az asked
Cass blushed at the statement, mumbling quietly, “I don’t know what you’re talking about” he said
“Oh come on,” Az replied, “don’t think that I don’t know that you and Nesta have talked about your future together.”
“Don’t try to change the topic Az, help me. Please!” Cassian exclaimed
“Fine, fine” Az said, slowly making his way to where Nyx lay, “go get the wipes”
After making many faces and after lots of unwanted prompts from Az, Cassian finally managed to change Nyx’s diaper.
“We’re good now,” Cass said, “we just have to get him to sleep. That should be easy.”
Getting Nyx to sleep was not easy. Az and Cass tried to rock him in all directions, hold him in every way possible, but Nyx would not stop crying.
“Cass, how are we going to get him to sleep. We need help” Az asked, worried.
“I don’t know…I wish Mor were here” Cassian replied.
“I’m here now peasants” said a voice from the door. and there, standing in the doorway was Mor, in all her glory. At least, it looked that way to Cassian and Azriel.
“Mor!” they both exclaimed happily.
“How are you here? I thought you were in the hewn city.” Az asked her
“Rhys asked me to be here, he wanted Nyx in the hands of someone more capable.” Mor replied
Cass and Az looked at each other. They were going to have a talk with their high lord later. But they were glad to have their mor at that moment. Az handed Nyx to Mor, and lo and behold, he immediately stopped crying.
“Wh- what? How does he not cry with you?” Cass asked
“I’m way above you heathens. Kids love me.” Mor replied smugly. “Right Nyx, you love me, don’t you? Go to sleep now…shh...” she cooed
Az and Cass breathed a sigh of relief, glad that mor could take it from here. They were exhausted, and decided that they were going to babysit Nyx when he’s much older, and doesn’t cry while being fed.
Mor had Nyx asleep in mere minutes, and laid him down in his cot. All three of them went out of the room, remembering to keep the door open. They made their way down the stairwell, and plunked themselves down on the couch.
“When are Rhys and Feyre coming home? I don’t know how they do this every day” Az asked. “They’ll be back any minute now.” Mor replied.
Sure enough, they arrived at the front door a few minutes later. They saw the three of them laying down on the couches, and raised an eyebrow. “it didn’t go that well, I take it?” Feyre asked them
Az and Cass showed them the pictures of the evening in their minds, and both of them couldn’t help but laugh at their attempts. “Well now we know who needs more practice babysitting” Rhys joked
“What? No!” Az and Cass exclaimed. Rhys, Feyre and Mor laughed out loud at their outburst, enjoying the fact that Cass and Az were unnecessarily worrying themselves.
“Don’t worry guys, we won’t leave you alone with Nyx, not without Mor with you” Feyre said
“Oh, that’s fine then” Az sighed
And they all sat together by the fire till late, laughing at the adventures Cass and Az went through, in just in a span of a few hours. And Rhys and Feyre didn’t know what they had done to have got such lovely, dependable and – let’s be honest - hopeless friends.
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my ACOTAR OC is named Lyra and this is just a cat-ified version of her and her brother Nyx :0
First pic: Lyra getting her scars after being attacked by a couple of naga (she was young and unable to fully defend herself)
Second pic: just some sketches of the siblings lol
Third pic: ref sheet for both of em uwu (Nyx is Rhys and Feyre's canon child, not my oc)
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