#c; rhysand

[hcpefuldreaming]

@allthatglxtters (Feyre & Rhysand)

It felt strangely inevitable to have taken this time to process everything, all of the memories that she had regained through both that very kiss she gave Rhys, and through reading some of it prior to the encounter, had left her overwhelmed and upset at first, but as she went back home after their argument, she took that time to process it all and remember Mor's words when she had been left in that cabin in solitude. The one main difference was that she wasn't painting her home in the same way she had the cabin, no, her home was already covered in her art, but the store was another story, there were a number of easels displayed in front of her as she painted out her thoughts and memories, feeling more relaxed with each brush stroke on the canvas, the shine of her ring on her left finger occasionally blinding her when the reflection of the sun through the window bounced off of the gorgeous piece.

She wasn't sure how long she sat there today, but once the last canvas was done, she moved them to the storage room one by one, not wanting anyone else to see them at the moment before she locked the place up and winnowed her way over to Rhys' home, though she almost regretted it immediately, thinking that walking would have helped her get her thoughts put together better and once she rang his doorbell, she froze and waited, anxiety making her heart beat a little quicker until she sees him and her shoulders drop in visible relief. "I'm ready for us to talk."

[hcpefuldreaming]

"Oh, so it was like an eye-opening moment in realizing like, 'yeah, this feels natural.'" She muses with a nod of her head in understanding, smiling softly up at him. "I will, I'm not sure if I can even make myself have wings yet again, and that may take me a minute to re-adjust to.

Feyre's eyes narrowed at the comment about Eris as she shook her head. "The only complaint I may have about the titles was that I didn't get much backstory on them, and if you don't tell me, I'd be alright if he did, if he knew what they were. What would be so provoking about helping me?"

"I'm already upset at the fact that you don't seem okay. You can't worry about me and expect me to not want to worry about you too, that's not fair." She points out with a frown.

Huffing at the fact that he didn't answer her question, she steps forward and glances up at him. "Hopefully not, but I know that I would have people there who care about me and would be willing to fight both for and with me, and I know that you are number one on that list."

"It was...odd for me. As I don't make my wings appear, they are a constant part of me that I hide. It was more like, I woke up one day and noticed I had wings for the first time. It was very strange. But yes, take your time with the flying, but after a lot of hard work you figured out flying very well." Rhys smiled faintly at the thought, knowing for certain that Nyx would adore getting to fly with his mother again.

He sighed, knowing this argument would get him nowhere until she did remember the events that unfolded. Rhys had no doubts that telling her flat out about her death and what had happened under the Mountain all at once wouldv'e been a mistake. And trying to give her memories from his own perspective felt...off in it's own way, so letting them return naturally just, made sense. "Oh, I can assure you Eris won't be repeating that incident again. He's trouble when he wants to be, but he's smart enough not to do anything possibly provoking."

Sighing, Rhysand shook his head. "Telling you how I'm feeling just...would end up putting pressure on you, or upseting you, and you don't need that on top of your own frustrations. I'm alright, really. I do worry about you because I want to, so you certainly aren't a burden."

At her next question he pauses just a moment, knowing he can't answer it and be fully honest, so he just didn't. "I know you would do it again. It's a part of who you are. But hopefully the future doesn't ever put you in another position like that again."

[redheadspark]

Hi! I saw that your requests are open so I have one if you are up for it: Rhysand x reader while she in on her period, with pains and cramps while Rhys is being very gentle and comforting. She tries to hide it at first and deal with it herself, but of course he knows and wants to help.

A/N - This is beyond sweet for The High Lord of Night Court! I hope you like it!

Gentle

Summary - Rhysand knows how to help his mate when she's hurting.

Warnings - Fluff (Mentions of cramps and menstrual cycle so be aware!)

“Darling, I brought you some tea,”

“I don’t think I can drink that right now, Rhys,”

“Madja recommended it,”

You perked up from the spot on the bed where to were curled up in a ball, your lower stomach was in bad enough pain you felt like moving would make it worse.  But your mate, High Lord Rhsyand, stood at the opening of your master bedroom with a look like a wounded puppy and a massive tea cup filled with piping hot tea.  Steam evaporated in the air as it rose from the midnight blue Night Court tea cup.  He was sporting his usual black attire, already sitting in one a few meetings with some other HiIgh Lords and the Inner Circle.  

You would be at those meetings as the High Lady of Night Court, as well as the second in command at the Inner Circle.  You loved being in those meetings, helping your Court thrive and flourish as much as it could after winning the battle against Hybern.  But of course, during one of the busiest days in Velaris, your pride came with no abandon.

It hurt and slammed you sideways, and you were one tough fae that did in fact go into the Battle fighting alongside Rhysand.  But for some reason, this cycle brought you to your knees and drained your energy to borderline exhaustion and weakness.  You’ve handled this before, having the right snacks and getting plenty of sleep when you needed it the most.

Rhysand most of all knew how to help you.

He had a gentle way of helping you through the pain and cramps, providing plenty of clothes and undergarments when there was a slip-up throughout the night or during one of your naps. Even providing some of the best, let alone expensive snacks, for you when your energy drops.  You felt terrible that he would help you throughout the day, he was always busy running Night Court and making sure it was secure and safe.  So for him to carve out time in his day for you, was a blessing.  Thankfully, the rest of the Inner Circle knew and understood, Mor even sent you small care packages of wine and chocolates when she knew it was going to be a rough cycle.

That morning you were attempting to get dressed and focus on the meetings lined up for the day.  Rhysand could see it on your face as you were trying to mask the pain in your lower stomach and along your backside, you grimacing from the bloating and backaches.  But you simply smiled, saying it was nothing while you were combing out your hair. He was about to question you again when another wave of pain hit you sideways, making you immediately shoot up from your chair at the vanity mirror and rush to the bathroom.  

He knew then that you were in pain and decided to help fix it.  Without you knowing, he canceled his meeting for the afternoon, letting the Inner Circle know that he was going to be busy and occupied and his meetings could be pushed to the following day. 

You finally sat all the way up in your bed, ruffling your hair as Rhysand took that as his cue to come in.  Closing the door behind him, he glided over to perch on the side of the bed to hand you the cup of tea, you feeling the warmth of the water against the porcelain cup.  You breathed in the steam, smelling the strong scent and smiling slightly.

“Madja told me it’s a good tea to drink on your cycle,” Rhysand explained sheepishly as you eyed him with a raised brow, “I…I asked her some other remedies I can do to help you,”

You took a small sip from the tea after blowing off the steam, tasting the bite of the flavor but nonetheless a delicious taste on your tongue.  You sighed in relief, the taste alone was amazing, and seeing your mate in front of you smiling in relief from seeing you happy was better too.  Taking a few more sips, it was almost like the tea itself was laced with magic and you felt some relief already seeping into your bones and along your skin. Even the cramps you had some time before were sinking away to a dull ache, no longer sharp and against your stomach line.

“This is amazing, Rhys,” You hummed at him, realizing that you drank half of the cup before you knew it.  He chuckled and took the cup from your fingers, kissing each knuckle delicately while he kept his violet eyes on you.  

“Only the best for you,” he reassured you, “And after you finish this tea, we’re going to get you into a hot shower for the cramps, and I was thinking of a nice lunch outside in the garden.  Some fresh air will help,” 

“What about your meetings?” You questioned him in worry and curiosity.  He shrugged and laced your hands together, placing the tea on the nightstand.

“I told the others I would be occupied for the day, and I will be helping you,” He reassured you soothingly as you were about to protest.  Yet he held up his hand and pressed a soothing kiss along your cheek, wrapping you in his arms and giving you a loving embrace, “You are my priority today, darling.  I don’t want to be anywhere else but with you, and those meetings were going to be mediocre at best anyway,”

You were grateful to have a mate like him, the pair of you falling in love fast and hard for one another after meeting so long ago.  All of the stories of Rhysand being aloof, cruel, and filled with evilness that you’ve heard from other Courts flew out the window from the moment he smiled at you and took his hand in yours.  He was kind to you, gentle in his nature, and insanely protective of you but not too protective to let you be independent.  He saw you were strong and intuitive, filled to the brim with love and adoration, and he swore he would never let it falter for one second.

“Now, I think we should get into that shower and get yourself feeling ten times better with some of the shower salts we have yet to use from our anniversary,” he said lightly, you looking up at him with a raised brow

“You’re joining me?” You asked sheepishly, thinking that that state you were in would not be appealing to him.  He laughed and traced your nose with his singular finger that had his wedding band on it.

“Don’t think I’m not going to lose an opportunity to bathe with my wife,” He joked, then poking your side to make you laugh before picking you up in his arms and carrying you off to the bathroom with ease.  Having the Night Court as your husband and mate had its setbacks every once in a while. But not in that moment.

Not with him loving you and making sure you felt that love deep in your bones.

The End

[batboys-cumdumpster]

The way the feminism just leaves my body anytime the Bat Boys come on the page or have any involvement in anything is truly astounding

[ircnwrought]

__________✰    HE HUMS IN APPRECIATION AT HER CLOSENESS. they could have centuries together && she would still be able to unravel him with the slightest touch, the smallest smile. ❛   you could always offer it as a sanctuary to her first if you believe she might upset at a gift. let her find her own peace there && associate it with something her own ??   ❜ a suggestion, but he is pulled back to the present at his mate's question. a half grin tugs lips upward. ❛   no more fires come to mind unless amren decided she's had enough of our shenanigans && decided to add her own.   ❜

"I thought about gifting her a garden-- but I worry it might upset her more" she replied as she leaned into her mate. He was right she was doing much better with the twins, they formed an unlikely friendship and for that she was glad. Even so these visions that Elain was having worried her more than she let on. "You're likely right, I'll speak to them later about it, see if they have anymore insight about it. For now though, are there any other immediate family problems we need to deal with tonight?"

[rhysie]

a hard pill to swallow ... rhys not telling feyre during her pregnancy is not as ooc as u think it is

[stargirlie25]

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Now i know all of yall want to repost this but yall gotta give credit like damn 🙄

So ya this is probably the most accurate acotar fan art u have ever seen if ur life but anywayssss what should i bless yalls eyes with next?

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[hcpefuldreaming]

@allthatglxtters (Feyre & Rhysand)

"But, in this world we haven’t met. A different one, but not this one." The words still echoed in Feyre's head as she made her way over to Rhys' place, and with one hand carrying an item she had been originally planning to gift him before she began to remember things, and in all honesty, she didn't want to see it right now, she uses the other to quickly knock on the door, hoping he's home just so she can confront him. "Rhysand!" She yells out, glancing around where she's standing for a moment before staring up at the door once more.

[ircnwrought]

“You and I both know this ends in blood.” // @bloodofthefates (nesta) to rhys !!

__________✰    HE LETS OUT A LONG SIGH, PALMS BRACING HIS BODY AGAINST HIS DESK. unruly hair && tired eyes make him look slightly older, his years more evident in the heaviness with which he is carrying himself. so many mistakes, so many burdens all in the lead up to this war with hybern. he has seen the battlefield before ( he still bears his injury in his knee; the muscle tweaking even centuries later even at the memory ) it is something he wishes he had the power to avoid. their world will be ravaged, homes destroyed && lives lost. && he, at the center of it all, wondering what he could have done to avert the tragedy or, at the very least, to minimize the cost. ❛   i know. i wish it wasn't so. but all we can do now is prepare for what is to come.   ❜

[valley-of-the-lost]

A Seven Unfortunate Lifetimes/Love You Seven Times Feylin AU where Feylin fight the hand of SJM trying to keep them apart over the course of several lifetimes

[tomesntreasures]

Greetings, Bibliophiles!

Greetings fellow book lovers! My name is Deanna and I decided to create this page so I can share my love of books and fully immerse myself in the book reading community.

I have always loved to read. As a kid, I spent lots of time zipping through books like Wild Magic and Stephen King's The Eye of the Dragon. The time I have spent with books over the years has definitely made an impact on me as an individual. While I lost interest in reading for probably 20+ years, I have recently found my love of reading again and have no intentions of holding back!

I am a wife and mother of 2 and currently work in a hospital as a med/surg secretary. While I am not a fast reader I find that I have a lot of time on my hands throughout the day so I manage to consume quite a bit of content. I am a little OCD and have a bad habit of obsessing over the things I enjoy. You'll see as time goes on how this comes into play.

But for now, I thought my first blog should be a "getting to know you" post so you can learn a little more about me!

1) Favorite book of all time

My favorite book of all time (at present) is A Court of Mist and Fury by Sarah J Maas. While I do have several other books that are on par or even rated higher, this is the one that I think back on often and still swoon over.

2) Favorite book five years ago

My favorite book from five or more years ago would probably be Howl's Moving Castle by Diana Wynn Jones. This book was beautifully whimsical and so very different from the movie that first piqued my interest. The content left out by the movie was some of my favorites from the gifts given to the journey undergone.

3) Favorite Duology/Trilogy/Series

My favorite series to date is probably The Boys of Chapel Crest by K G Reuss. This is a Dark Bully Asylum Romance and it captivated me. The pain the characters go through and the unification between them is heart wrenching. While I haven't yet finished this series, I have one more book that I'm holding off on until the last two books come out so I'm not trapped on a cliffhanger.

4) Last book you read

The last book I read was The Ever Queen by L J Andrews. I was initially hesitant about this series after starting the first book. The writing is a little foreign to me based solely on the accents and terminology used but the characters. But that's to be expected since it's Vikings and Pirates in the same setting.

5) Last book of poetry you read

Ummm... maybe Edgar Allen Poe's collective works? I'm not much of a poetry or classics reader. I like my fantasy and contemporary romances.

6) What book most influenced your life

A Court of Thorns and Roses by Sarah J Maas. This book renewed my love of reading to the point of obsession. I couldn't be more grateful to her and to this book. I had been struggling with my OCD the past several years as well as using the friends I had RPd with and this book fell into my lap when I needed an outlet most.

7) Book that made you ugly cry

When Lies Unfold by R C Boldt made me sob. The ending. That’s all I will say.  

8) Book that made you laugh

Oh gosh, definitely Lights Out by Navessa Allen. I listened to this one on Audiobook and it was well worth it. Josh was so funny, I couldn't get over how goofy and adorable of a golden retriever he was.

9) Character you’d like to be for a day

Honestly, probably Wendy Darling from the Lost Girl series by T A Lawrence. While she goes through a great deal, I love the idea of being a mother to all those boys. To being the light in their darkness to give them something better to work towards. Even Hook. I just loved this series (can't hurt me with a good retelling).

10) Book so good you dreamt about it

I can't say I've dreamt about any of my books recently. And anything older than this past year I wouldn't be able to say as it's been so long. But there are several that I think about regularly:

A Court of Mist and Fury by Sarah J Maas

Phantasma by Kaylie Smith

The Boys of Chapel Crest series by K G Reuss

When Lies Unfold by R C Boldt

Lights Out by Navessa Allen

The Empyrean series by Rebecca Yarros

11) Book you DNF

Ugh, I hate thinking about this. I've DNF'd two in the past year. Thankfully they're few and far between but the one that makes me angry at myself is Ours by A K Rose. I ordered the special editions of this complete 9 book series. I adored the first book. The second book I struggled through with the characters making some really stupid decisions and withholding information just for plot purposes. But I powered through! The third book, however, those same miscommunications and stupid decisions persisted and I could not get past chapter 5. I don't know if the rest of the series is any better but I'm still fuming that I spent so much money on a series that I DNF'd by the 3rd book. I have been rethinking my habits of buying series all in one go ever since.

12) Name a book you are excited to read

I am very excited to pick up Fairydale by Veronica Lancet. I've seen snippits about this book and everyone who talks about it is raving. It's definitely on my list to pick up next weekend when I go to the book store. If they don't have it I'll pick it up online. I want to read it that badly!

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I hope that you were able to learn a little bit more about me! I cannot wait to begin writing blogs and posting book reviews! Do not hesitate to give me book recommendations!

[ircnwrought]

__________✰    HIS BROW QUIRKS AT THE MENTION OF HIS MATE'S FORMER LOVER. though he can be jealous ( memories of summer come unbidden, reminders of the knot in his stomach as feyre flirted with tarquin ) he's never judged feyre for her past. what goads him is that this isaac hale never knew the rare jewel he had in her, instead discarding her for a ' proper ' wife. ❛   i don't believe i'd have very many kind things to say to a man who didn't treat your sister with every ounce of respect she deserves.   ❜ his words are measured, bland even, but there is a darker undertone to them. mother help anyone who harmed his mate; there is not enough mercy in the world to stay his hand. he cants his head, the shadows that had gripped his expression lighten && he smirks. ❛   there's no fun if there's no mystery.   ❜

x. continued from here with @ircnwrought

Nesta maintains her personal space, a creature of bridging physical distances between most and allowing very few close within her carefully cultivated fortress walls. Her opinion on the High Lord hasn’t been weighed and determined yet, at least not entirely. He’s intelligent, powerful and entirely capable as a leader, that much she’s determined easily by the respect and reverence of inner circles that herald him as something between a hero and a god. Feyre’s accounts of him do little justice for the pompousness with which he presents himself, but it’s a carefully honed skill that Nesta recognizes and respects with equal measure. “If only it were that easy.” She teases, in the only way she knows how. Nesta wields her words as her weapons against the world, but the intent behind them determines their severity and she means Rhysand only good intent and humor so long as his intentions toward her sister remain as equally pure. “You should’ve met Isaac Hale..” She snorted, rolling her eyes as she thought back on the poor excuses of partners they’d all so willingly settled for in their miserable little village; anyone that would have them. “You may not be boring but I suspect you prefer to leave some of yourself to the imagination of others.”

[hxrricvnes]

OOTD: New Year's Eve Ball

[swansworth]

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Unsurprising to everyone, Feyre and Rhysand went home first under the guise that they needed to check on Nyx. 

[k-daydreams]

I’d like to take some requests/prompts for some blurbs, one-shots, headcanons, etc. for ACOTAR and Fourth Wing characters. Pls send them my way and I’ll get to them when I can 🫶

[hcpefuldreaming]

"The right answer was tell me the truth from the beginning, regardless of the memories or even lack of." Her voice breaks as she speaks and she clears it to try and stop the pain from her throat tightening. "If you had told me from when I didn't remember anything yet, then the mother only knows how things could have changed, Rhys! All I have ever wanted was the truth." She says, blinking away the tears as she lays a hand on the tree beside her, barely able to keep herself up as she feels that grief and heartbreak through their bond. "I didn't get a chance to choose though! Even if I had, I still would've chosen you!" She yells back at him, ignoring the tears now falling down her cheeks as she rests her hand on her forehead.

Feyre stays silent as she watches his every movement, a strong part of her wanting to get closer to him, but all of that anger forbids her as she glances away when he winnows away, letting herself slide down to the ground and wrap her arms around her stomach before bursting into tears from the frustration, shutting her side of the bond as well.

Rhys let her go, each word fueling the hurt he was trying to ignore. Trying to keep down and not let loose even though it felt like it was killing him from within. He was silent for a few long moments, wrestling with himself and what to say before finally he spoke, his voice soft but even.

"What do you want me to do Feyre? What, in the absolute fuck, was I supposed to do? What was the right answer? Please, I need to know." Rhys ran a hand through his hair, that loose part of him coming open and the pain that was consuming him winning out, the bond between them cracked open just a little to loose the grief and heartbreak he was feeling. "Was I supposed to tell you the moment I saw you again? When you didn't know me from a stranger and had forgotten everything you knew about me? Or was it okay that I waited then. Was I supposed to tell you our souls are eternally tied together the moment you remembered you despised and feared me? was that when I should've broken the news? Or rather when you could barely sleep and were sick dealing with the trauma of your memories? Was that the appropriate time to tell you? Because obviously I have no idea how to do anything right in any of this mess Feyre! Every word I said to you was truth. I did everything in my power not to lie, or to keep secrets, and have told you each step that there was more for you to know, that hopefully you'd remember. And even then I've apparently been nothing but untrustworthy and a liar. I apologize, for not knowing what to do. How to properly handle this. I'm sorry I was attempting to give you a choice again, that maybe you wouldn't want to chose me a second time. I'm sorry. Truly, I just did what I thought was best."

Sighing, Rhys shook his head, ignoring the tightness in his throat that was quickly indicating tears and just spread his arms at his sides. "I know you can't. Because we've already done this. This, has already happened." He let out a weak, humorless laugh. "Sorry. Truly. I did not mean to talk so much. Whenever you are ready to talk I'll be there." And with that Rhys winnowed back to his home, figuring he'd take the dramatic exit this time. Appearing in his room he just slid to the floor and tried to breathe through it, quickly shutting his side of the bond again as he realized he was open to her and immediately feeling guilty even for that. He just had to breathe. Focus on Nyx and what the others needed, not that empty part of him that only Feyre filled.