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mischiefmanagers · 28 days

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Rhysand Fic Rec Library 🦇💜

"Rhysand is the most handsome High Lord. Rhysand is the most delightful High Lord. Rhysand is the most cunning High Lord."

here's a list of one hundred Rhysand x Reader and Rhysand x OC fics to celebrate the most handsome High Lord ✨

🌼 personal favorite 🥀 angst 💞 fluff 🔥 smut

by @sarawritestories

The Most Beautiful High Lady 🥀💞

You Looked Like You Could Use a Partner 💞

by @lalacliffthorne

starshine (series) 🥀💞

by @marvelsmylife

Not As It Seems 🥀💞

Protecting his high lady 🥀💞

I think I wanna marry you 💞

by @swansworth

The Handsome Stranger 🥀💞

My High Lady 🔥

by @writingsbychlo

how we survive 🥀 platonic Rhysand x Reader but it's AMAZING

Home To Us 💞🌼

How to Save a Life 💞

by @azrielsdove

The High Lords 🥀🔥

Til Death Do Us Part 🥀🔥

Money, Power, Glory 🥀

Beautiful Girl 🥀💞

by @historiaxvanserra

What Our Souls Are Made Of 🥀💞

by @honeybeefae

Pretty Little Tears 🔥

by @wishfulwithwine

The Great War 🥀

by @leafsandstarlight

Against Your Brother's Wishes 🥀💞

Easy Like Sunday Morning 💞🔥

Welcome Distraction 🔥

Little Reminders 💞

by @cherhys

Anything, Always 🥀💞

Colliding Visions 💞

by @k-daydreams

Touch in the Dark 🥀

by @azsazz

Dioxazine 💞

Lavender Haze

Hung Up 🔥

by @jeannineee

Pining 🥀

Daddy Kink 🔥

by @ughthatimagineblog

love and loathing 💞🔥

forever and a day 💞

by @fieldofdaisiies

I Never Mean to Hurt You 🥀

by @daydreaming-nerd

The Bonds That Break Us 💞🥀🔥

by @hellcat8908

Returning Home 🥀💞

by @thehighladywrites

This Isn't Goodbye, This Is Simply See You Later 💞🥀🔥

Just One More, I Know You Can Do It 💞🔥

by @lure-of-writing

Where my soul can rest 🥀

by @saphirered

The Ice Queen and the High Lord 🔥

May We Meet Again

by @bookish-whore

'Til Death 💞

Never Made A Difference 🥀

by @tadpolesonalgae

mine 🔥

Knocked up 🔥

by @itsphoenix0724

Promises 🥀

by @fanttasttica

I hate you more.. 🥀

Shy priestess 💞

Finding you 🔥

Your love healed me 🥀💞

Just love me 🥀

One plus one makes three 💞

by @illyrian-dreamer

Dance with the devil

Make a bargain with me 💞🥀

by @azrielbrainrot

My Body Keeps Saying it's Yours 🔥

by @b00kdiary

Dreamer

by @solbaby7

Lose Control 💞

Put On A Show 🔥

Testing the Waters 💞🔥🌼

by @luxsky

Kicking out 💞

by @themusingsofacurlyhairednerd

Warm Me Up 💞🔥

Datura

by @starstruckunknown-princess

Black Rose 🥀

by @acourtofwhatthefuck

Needs Must 🔥

With Me, Always 🥀💞

Shrinking Violet 🔥

Forget Me Not 💞

by @lanitalay

At sea 💞🥀

by @redheadspark

Truth 💞🥀

Carry 💞🥀

My Pleasure 💞

Title 💞

by @azrielslightintheshadows

Game night disaster 🥀

Between you and danger 🥀

by @danikamariewrites

Take Them All Down 🥀🌼

Only For You 💞

Pointless Meetings 💞

Pranks 💞

by @bloodycassian

winter court runaway

by @thevanserrras

The Stolen Night 🥀💞

by @thelov3lybookworm

Winter Without You 🥀

Love Needs No Voice

by @prythianpages

Wanna Be Yours 💞

by @milswrites

Out of the Mountain 🥀

by @readychilledwine

Requiem for a Dream (series) 🥀💞

Broken 🥀

Flight Patterns 🥀💞🌼

Subtle 💞

Scream 🔥

Plot Measure 🥀

Drumming Song 🔥

Family Matters 🔥

Pieces of You 🥀🌼

by @clairebear08

Questioning Motives 🔥

by @serpentandlily

Falling Apart for You 🥀

by @shadowdaddies

Heavy is the Head 🥀💞🔥

Crawl to Me 🥀🔥

by @throneofsapphics

if you insist 💞

surprise reunions 🔥

by @azriels-shadowsinger

Reunited 💞🥀

by batboylover

secretly mated 🥀💞

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the-lonelybarricade · 8 months

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Rhys prowled closer, and I steadied myself for his scent, his warmth, the impact of his power. He braced a hand on either side of me, gripping the dresser. I refused to shrink away. “You have one task here, Feyre. One task that no one can know about. So do anything you have to in order to accomplish it. But get that book. And do not get caught.”

I wasn’t some simpering fool. I knew the risks. And that tone, that look he always gave me… “Anything?”

His brows rose.

I breathed, “If I fucked him for it, what would you do?” - There’s nothing quite like Feysand’s acomaf dynamic, especially in the Summer Court where Rhysand’s jealousy begins to crack his facade, and we finally get a glimpse of his true feelings for his mate. @separatist-apologist and I KNEW we needed to comission a piece for this iconic scene for @officialfeysandweek2023 and @/jenna.draw did such an amazing job bringing their tension and chemistry to life!

🚫Do not repost without permission

#Feysandweek2023 #feysand #feysand fanart #feysand art #feyre archeron #Rhysand #feyre x rhysand #rhysand x feyre #feyre x rhys #rhys x feyre

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rainingriversofyou · 2 months

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Feyre, Rhysand & Nyx - A Court Of Thorns And Roses

Artist: chelzd_art

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lesolehabitantdelalune · 9 months

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“ 𝘖𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳, 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘯𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝘥𝘰𝘶𝘣𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘙𝘩𝘺𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘨𝘰 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮.

𝘐 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘴, 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮. ”

- Acosf (Feysand’s Bonus Chapter) by @sjmaas ✨

Art by @/ehmandinha (insta)

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jesxart · 23 days

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Feysand x Howl’s Moving Castle ✨

#feyre archeron #rhysand #feysand #rhys x feyre #acotar #acosf #a court of thorns and roses #acomaf #sarah j maas #studio ghibli #howls moving castle

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springcourtrose · 2 months

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Please, stop... | Part 1

Pairing: Helion x reader (x Nessian)

Warnings: abusive relationship and descriptions of SA - MINORS DNI

Prompt: you’re Nesta and Cassian’s mate and yet you are so different from them. From day 1 you tried to be a good mate and do as they wanted and liked but they like it rough and you just don’t. Not only is it not enjoyable for you it is actually painful. And not just in bed. You always excused their behavior as being overprotective but recently you started calling it something else: controlling. And one night, all changed as you uttered the words you had tried so hard never to say, but always thinking if you ever did they would listen. But they didn’t. And that night, everything broke.

(A/N: it's my first time writing for ACOTAR - English isn't my first language)

Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

Please, stop.

You couldn't remember exactly how many times you had said it. It hadn't mattered. You weren't sure if they just didn't hear you or didn't care. You couldn't bring yourself to think they had just ignored it, ignored you. But you didn't know if the alternative was better. Maybe they just didn't care.

You cried and Nesta called you a brat. You asked them to stop the first time and Cassian shoved his large cock down your throat to shut you up.

You had almost passed out then. Not because of the way you were choking on his hard length but because you had asked them to stop and they hadn't listened. They had ignored you. They had kept going.

You were crying and begging and it just didn't register. Like it didn't matter. Like you didn't matter. All that mattered was them and their pleasure.

They had gone to bed after they were done, leaving you to care for yourself. And it was then, when you were sitting in that cold bath alone, that you realized. Your mates didn't love you. They loved each other, but you were nothing more than a sex toy to them. You who had tried so hard to be a good mate. Nesta had called you a brat and a bad girl. You who had tried so hard to please them and give them whatever they wanted. It hadn't mattered. They would have taken it anyway, no matter what you wanted.

Your heart broke. You wondered if they felt it through the bond. They didn't stir from their sleep.

You silently exited the bath and put on clean clothes. You packed lightly and quietly and didn't look back at your mates before stepping out of the bedroom.

You went to Azriel, because you really didn't have any other choice. Azriel never asked too many questions. It was as much a quality as it was a flaw. That first time he saw your bruised neck for example, he didn't say a thing. Nor did he mention it the second time, or inquire after your well being the third time. He never asked. Because it wasn't his business. But Mor never mentioned it either. Neither did Feyre or Rhys. Your friends, your family. They all had seen it at one point or another. The bruises. The look in your eyes. The flinching when either of your mate raised their voices or got anywhere close to you.

Nesta and Cassian like it rough. That was the end of it.

Azriel brought a dagger to your throat as you approached him. That didn't surprise you. You apologized for waking him up and asked him if he could do you a favor, no questions asked. You weren't sure he would. His loyalties would remain with Cassian. But, maybe it was the look in your eyes, maybe it was the tears, maybe it was the bruises, or the sound of your broken and desperate voice, but when you asked him to bring you to the Day Court in the middle of the night, he had just looked at you and your packed bag for a few seconds, then silently nodded.

Helion wasn't mad you had his guards wake him up at 2AM. No, Helion was concerned. Even more so when he saw you. You knew you probably looked exactly like you felt. Like complete and utter shit.

Helion had always been nice to you. What was there not to like? You were smart, gentle, caring and beautiful. You had similar interests and powers and had become good friends while doing some research with his healers when you were looking for a way to help Feyre when she was pregnant with Nyx.

Helion had become a true friend. The only one you had left after Nesta and Cassian had restricted your outings so much your old friends had more or less forgotten about you.

Helion made you feel safe. You had nowhere else to go.

He opened his mouth, but you spoke first.

"I request asylum."

Both males stilled. Your small and weak voice broke as you said the words but they had heard you loud and clear. You had never seen Azriel so surprise. You wondered if he would try and take you back to the Night Court by force.

"What?" was all Helion managed to say.

"I ask for refuge in your court, please," you said, voice trembling, tears filling your eyes.

"What happened?" he asked, hurrying towards you, checking you for any injury, eyeing you from head to toe, noticing the bruises on your face and neck.

"Please," you begged, falling apart, your knees giving up on you as you collapsed at his feet.

He knelt before you, taking you in his arms.

"What happened?" he asked again, but not to you.

Azriel's face was grave. He knew exactly what had happened. You'd had enough. You'd reached your breaking point. Like he knew this would happen. And yet he had done nothing.

You were sobbing in the High Lord's arms and he embraced you gently, running a hand up and down your back.

"Please," your voice nothing but a whisper. "I request asylum."

Helion's eyes landed on Azriel once more and the High Lord's silence had you panic.

"Please!"

"Granted," he said and you fell apart once more.

You buried your face in his lap, letting your cries and tears flow out of you. Helion looked at Azriel like he would tear him apart, as if he were the one who had hurt you.

"Y/N is now under the protection of my court. Inform your High Lord as soon as possible."

Azriel paused, as if considering not leaving you here, no doubt thinking about his brother, your mate. But, eventually, he nodded.

"Take care of her," was all he said before he vanished.

And as the spymaster disappeared, leaving you behind, your broken cries filled the halls of the Day Court.

#acotar #a court of thorns and roses #helion x reader #nessian x reader #nesta archeron #cassian #nesta x cassian #azriel #helion #rhysand #rhys #rhys x feyre #Feyre x rhys

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sewaqui · 5 months

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ACOMAF Fanart. Chapter 15

“Rhys’s wing curved around me, herding me closer to where I could nearly feel the heat of his powerful body. “I promise I won’t let the wind destroy your hair.” ”

Excerpt From

A Court of Mist and Fury

Sarah J. Maas

#high queen feyre #rhys x feyre #feyre fanart #feyre #illustrators on tumblr #rhysand #rhys acotar #feyre darling #feysand #acotar #acowar #acomaf #a court of wings and ruin #a court of thorns and roses #sarah j maas

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imnotoverlyobsessive · 30 days

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Okay but Rhys knowing Feyre’s his mate and not saying anything to her bc at first she was in love with someone else and he wanted her to be happy even if it wasn’t with him and then she’d just gotten out of a horrible relationship where all her ex had done was trap and control her and that’s the last thing he wants to do to her, Rhys giving her agency in everything the way Tamlin never did and Rhys wanting to protect her but also for her to be able to protect herself and Rhys being content with just fucking around with her bc maybe that’s all he’ll ever have and Rhys never pressuring her or guilting her or manipulating her into being with him, it’s all about her choice whereas nothing with Tamlin was, right from the start fuck I love these books

#shut up maggie #acotar #a court of thorns and roses #a court of mist and fury #rhysand #rhys acotar #pro rhysand #feyre archeron #feyre x rhysand #feyre acotar #feyre cursebreaker #pro feyre #feyre darling #rhys x feyre #feysand

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simmanin · 1 month

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my dislike for Feyre started when she went back to the Spring Court in ACOWAR and told them some made-up sob story about how horrible Rhysand was to her and insinuated that he committed horrible, ungodly crimes against her but then got mad when people believed her and was like “How DARE you think my mate is a horrible person 😡” like babe…let’s think a bit…

(also: i dont hate her, i just prefer pretty much everyone else over her at the moment lol)

#acotar #acomaf #acowar #acosf #feyre archeron #high lady feyre #spring court #tamlin #lucien vanserra #pro lucien vanserra #rhysand #anti rhysand #maasverse #sarah j maas #night court #feyre cursebreaker #rhys x feyre #feysand

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readychilledwine · 4 months

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Pen Name

Summary - A romantic evening between lovers is interrupted when Cassian and Rhys want to bitch about Sellyn Drake's newest novel. - Azriel x Helion’s Daughter Oc

Warnings - Playful implied smut, references to subby cassian, sexual frustrations

A/n - This is heavily inspired by several theories and fan arts I've seen where Helion’s passion and hobby is writing smut novels. The thought of that lives rent-free in my mind honestly.

Azriel absent-mindedly stroked his mate's thigh as she sat on his lap. They had spent the evening alone, and were winding down before bed.

She was placing soft kisses under his jaw, along his neck, under his ear. Her intentions were clear, and Azriel was more than happy to sate her needs, but a loud knock and drunk laughter made her jump in his lap. Rhysand and Cassian. A shadow whispered before joining in touching its master's mate . "What assholes?" They entered his room, laughing with a flush on both of their faces.

"You," Rhysand pointed to the Day Court Female currently occupying his brother's lap. "Sellyn Drake books. You read 'em?"

Mara's head fell back into Azriel's shoulder as they both schooled laughter. "Once or twice. Normally when I'm already riding Azriel."

"Fuuuuuuuuck." Cassian said as he sat down and smirked. "Tell me more."

Azriel smiled and laughed as he had a shadow shut and lock the door. "I make her read the smutty parts of those books while I'm fucking her. If she can't concentrate she gets punished."

Mara sighed, "I get punished a lot. Did Nesta pick up the new book?" Rhys and Cassian both scoffed and took a drink of their whiskey. "Feyre as well then?"

The high lord sighed. "She won't even look at me, Rara. She slaps my hands if I try to touch her." Mara hid her face in Azriel's neck trying not to laugh. "You have a secret. You delicious little creature. Tell me."

She and Azriel shook their heads, their cheeks becoming red as they tried to contain their laughter. "Mar! Help us!" Cassian threw his hands up. "Help me mainly. Fuck you." He pointed at Rhys who responded with a hiccup and singular finger in the air. "Even Elain is getting in on this shit, but Lucien just laughs about it."

Huh. Wonder why. Azriel said down their bond. Couldn't have anything to do with…. The secret…

Nope definitely not. Mara sighed. "I'm shocked that you and Nesta don't have the same arrangement as Azriel and I do."

Cassian threw himself on the bed and sighed dramatically, "Nesta isn't into the "punishment" bullshit. Unless it's me. In which case, mommy gets what mommy wants."

She sighed dramatically again. "I was hoping to get what I wanted tonight, but now you two are here." Azriel whined behind his mate. A silent fuck you being sent to his brothers. "They'll get over it. This one is EXTRA spicy though."

Rhys straightened back up, "It just came out yesterday, Mara. Did you finish it already?"

The mates held eye contact and then burst into laughter as she stood and moved to their shared desk. Rhys watched as she opened the largest compartment and pulled out a manuscript. "Of course I did."

Cassian sat back up slowly. "You bitch. Are Drake? Because if you are, you're ruining my sex life."

She started laughing again, tears falling from her eyes. "I'm not, but Azriel and I know who is."

Azriel covered his mouth as his brothers looked at him. "I found out unwillingly. That one," he pointed to his mate before beckoning her back to his lap with two fingers, "Told me when she was drunk and swore me into actual secrecy."

Rhys snapped his head to Mara after he recognized the handwriting on the notes she was passing back and forth with the famous smut author. "No."

She squeaked and threw her head back laughing, "Yes."

"No," Rhys said again laughing. "Are you serious?!"

"I am."

"Cauldron boil and fry me." Rhys looked at Azriel. "You knew?"

Azriel nodded. "Can you get me a drink, baby?"

"Whiskey on the rocks?" Azriel nodded at her, kissing her deeply before she left the room. Do not tease him about this, Rhys. It's a passion project, and it makes him happy.

I would never. Rhys responded. This is the 2nd greatest secret I've ever learned. Rhys smirked at Azriel while Cassian stared at the manuscript, trying to figure out what Rhys did.

Mara returned, handing the whiskey to her mate before returning to her spot on his lap. "What's wrong, Cassie?"

The general's face was unreadable. It went between shock, confusion, and amusement. "Does your father know all of our females here read his books?"

Azriel chuckled into her shoulder, placing a gentle kiss on the exposed skin. "He does. Nesta and he have actually spoken about the novellas at length."

Cassian's hand ran along his face. "So, Helion knows my mate gets hot and bothered while reading his books?"

Azriel nodded. "He takes great pride in knowing he gets the High Lady of the Night Court and Lady Death off nightly."

Mara giggled into Azriel's shoulder. Rhysand's jaw had dropped slightly. "That- I." The High Lord was rarely lost for words. "Does he know his daughter rides my shadowsinger while reading them?!"

"Yes," Azriel and Mara answered together.

"My father is still trying to sleep with my husband. Do you really think there's boundaries in our relationship?"

Azriel muttered under his breath. "There should be."

Mara rolled her eyes. "Cassian, you really should read this one." The brothers all watched as she leaned forward. "Dad gets his stories based on watching couples at his gatherings or stories his friends tell him."

Cassian rose a singular brow. "And?"

Mara just smirked in return. "So you should read it. Chapter 41, Cass."

Cassian nodded. Standing to leave the room. "I'm going to try to get laid. I'll think about it."

Azriel was smirking at Rhysand who had begun flipping through the drafted manuscript. His star flecked eyes widdened before he left out loud laughter.

Mara handed Rhys the whiskey she had also brought him. Azriel, raising his glass to Rhys, cleared his throat. "To telling our mates to put their hands on the head board and breaking beds."

Rhys raised his glass. "To fucking like Gods and being the inspiration to Helion's pen name."

#acotar #azriel acotar #azriel #rhysand acotar #rhys acotar #azriel x oc #cassian acosf #cassian x nesta #rhys x feyre #helion spell cleaver

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acourtofdreamsanddarkness · 9 months

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Another day without being able to mind speak with a hot dark haired tattooed man….

#fourth wing #rebecca yarros #sarahjmaas #acotar #acomaf #acowar #sjmaas #violet and xaden #xaden riorson #xadenviolet #violet sorrengail #rhysand #feyre #rhys x feyre #feysand #rhys

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danikamariewrites · 5 months

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I searched for Feysand x reader all over tumblr and you were one of the top creators so I looked around and fell into the rabbit hole of masterlists… I’ve been on your page for hours now and i’m not tired at all.

And I saw your request were open and i’m so happy bc I wanted to ask if i could request feysand x reader where feyre and reader are pregnant at the same time. Like we all know how protective rhys was in the books, now imagine two mates at the same time. Like his instincts wouldn’t let anyone too close to them bc his mates are in vulnerable situations. Maybe someone like Beron or Tamlin jokes around and Rhys doesn’t handle it well or smth plssss🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️

Double Trouble

Feysand x reader

A/n: omg thank you 😭😭 I get nervous that I write too much and that ppl will get sick of me lol. So thank you for reading my fics 💕

Warnings: Tamlin being a douche

Rhys has been more paranoid since you and Feyre both started showing. The revelation of both you being pregnant excited and frightened him at the same time. Causing his over protective mate instincts to kick in. The two of you had tried to get him to rest knowing he had a High Lords meeting coming. But the stubborn male insisted he was fine.

A few times when you got up to pee in the middle of the night - a new routine thanks to your pregnancy - you found Rhys wide awake. He would watch over you and Feyre like a hawk until he fell asleep sitting up.

Yesterday Rhys had insisted he could skip the meeting and just stay with the two of you. It was a day long battle for a compromise. “Rhysand. We will be fine here with Amren watching over us and Nyx.” Feyre said sternly as Rhys came to tell you he changed his mind about your plans, again.

He shook his head vehemently, “Nope. I need to be here.” You rubbed at the bridge of your nose, squeezing your eyes shut and willing your mate to go away. “What will it take to get you to go to this meeting?” You sighed out.

Feyre perked up, wiggling her fingers, “Oh, I have an idea! What if we come with you. Helion can have a room for us, Cass, Az, and Mor will be there, it’ll be so easy.”

You could tell Rhys was considering it from the pensive look on his face. And he didn’t immediately shut Feyre down.

He nodded, mumbling out ‘I’ll think about it’ before heading back to his office.

You shoot Feyre a knowing look, “You just want those bonbons Helion gets.” “Yes! I’ve been craving them for months. And I want them fresh, not in a box.”

Snuggling up next to your mate on the couch you place a hand on her bump. Feyre does the same to you, resting her forehead against yours. “I don’t blame you,” you giggle out, “I’m happy I get to experience this with you Fey. Even if Rhys is being a mother hen.” She lightly pecked your lips. “Me too y/n/n. I love you”

———

Thankfully Rhys had agreed to you two coming along to the Day Court and you’d spend the night. Winnowing took a lot of energy from you and Feyre, so Rhys was adamant about you two resting as much as possible.

Before leaving you all gave Nyx hugs and kisses. He would stay with Elain and Nesta while you were gone. He hated when you left but enjoyed his time with Aunty Lain.

Winnowing to the Day palace Helion was waiting to greet you. “You’re the first to arrive.” He said cheerfully. The two High Lords shook hands as Helion guided your little group inside. Cassian offered his arm to Feyre while Az offered you his.

“I set up a very comfortable room for you two to relax in. No meeting for you, I’m sure there’s enough stressful things around you these days.” He says, eyeing Rhys. “Thank you Helion.” You say sweetly. “And you got our snack requests?” Feyre asks.

Helion throws his head back, laughing at her blunt question. “Of course I did. You’ll find you are well stocked on any foods your hearts desire.” You and Feyre smile at each other knowing you’re about to have the best snack and relax sesh.

You walked Rhys to the meeting room, like you promised, before leaving him. He takes one of your hands in his, giving you both a loving look. “Do you need anything? What can I do for you before everyone gets here?” “Nothing my love.” Feyre says softly. You bring a hand up to caress his cheek, “We’re just fine baby. You focus, do your thing and help Prythian, yeah?”

He gives you and Feyre a quick kiss before Helion’s personal guard escorts you to your rooms.

Opening the door your senses are overwhelmed by the scent of the sweet treats spread out for you. You and Feyre look at each other licking your lips in excitement. You wasted no time sprawling out on the lounges, digging into whatever was in arms reach.

Hours later Rhys, Cass, Az, and Mor joined you. Rhys was overjoyed to see you two after being separated. “You should’ve seen him when Kal asked where you were. He snarled.” Cassian teases as Rhys nudges his way to sit between you and Feyre. “I did not.”

Mor rushed over to you, lightly placing a hand on each of your bellies. “How are both Mor juniors doing.” You giggle at the blonde, “They have been perfect little angels.”

“No discomfort, extreme fatigue, or -“ “Rhys, we were fine.” Feyre cuts him off. He seems to relax at that. The tension in his shoulders loosening as he bats Mor away so he can feel the babes kick. Rhys lets out a breathy laugh as little feet push against his palms. “Hi angels, did you miss daddy?” Two more kicks in response.

The babes love the sound of Rhys’s voice. Like with Nyx, he talks to them every night. It doesn’t matter if you and Feyre are awake or asleep, he will always make time for the babes.

“Don’t forget,” Azriel speaks up from his spot in an armchair. He’s picking at a bowl of chocolates you hadn’t gotten to yet. “We have dinner in about an hour with everyone.” Rhys wasn’t pleased by the reminder. Something tells you that he was never going to tell you and Feyre about dinner.

Feyre stands, pulling you with her. “We will go get ready then.” She says happily.

You exit the bedroom with a few minutes to spare. Feyre chose a glittering black dress that hung off her shoulders. She decided to leave her crown behind for the night, putting her hair half up with small braids meeting in the middle.

You had decided on a midnight blue dress specked with pearls. The flowing fabric on both your dresses not hiding the fact that you’re pregnant. Rhys eyed the two of with lust sparkling in those iridescent violet irises.

He offers you each an arm to walk down to dinner. Rhys walks at slow pace for the two of you. When Feyre noticed she rolled her eyes and you both pulled him along. When the six of you enter the grand dining room you feel eyes on you. Thankfully not autumn ones. Azriel told you Beron and his court left after the meeting was over. Very typical of Beron to come and complain then leave, making no effort to improve court relations.

Viviane and Thesan shriek in excitement at the sight of you. “Congratulations! How did I not know?” She said excitedly. “When are you due?” Thesan asks immediately after her. The pair continue their onslaught of questions as you answered before the next question came up.

Out of the corner of your eye you could see Tamlin tensing. Clearly unhappy about the topic of conversation. Feyre and Rhys caught on to his unhappiness as well. Feyre tried to change the topic, asking Thesan about how things were going with his lover.

Tamlin and Rhys made uncomfortable eye contact. The males looked like they were about to jump across the table at each other. Rhys pulled your chair closer to him so you’d be away from Tamlin. He was across the table diagonal from you. It’s not like you were that close him but if it made Rhys feel better.

“Do you have something you’d like to say, Tamlin?” Rhys snapped. The High Lord of Spring scoffs, a wicked smirk on his face. “Well I just think it quite odd they’re both pregnant. Why on earth would you want two more.”

Everyone stopped speaking, looking anywhere but at them. Even you and Feyre looked at the table. You could tell she was fuming about Tamlin’s joking tone. “Is that an insult about my son? Or perhaps you’re angry about your situation. If you need to talk about it I’m sure you can find someone who will listen.” Rhys gave him a fake smile and went back to his meal.

Conversation slowly started up again. Tamlin excused himself, only saying goodbye to Helion before stepping out into the hallway to winnow home.

Once back in your rooms for the evening Rhys had you and Feyre cuddled up on either side of him. “Thank you for standing up for our family.” Feyre whispered. “I always will darling. You’re the most important people in the whole world to me.”

You let out a yawn and snuggle close to Rhys. “Let’s get some sleep. This little angel is kicking me for some shut eye.” “This one too.” Feyre yawns out. “Awww, I’m sorry I’m keeping your mommy’s up.” Rhys whispers. He kisses both of your bumps as you drift off.

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