#feysand headcannon

[highladyofterrasen7]

Nyx: shit

Rhys: oh no, feyre will be mad

Nyx: shit

Rhys: you can’t say that

Nyx: shit

*ten minutes earlier*

Feyre dropping something: SHIT

Nyx: shit

Feyre looking at nyx: shit

[jazzy---j]

so this is a continuation of the Inner Circle Baby Names list I created, and I wanted to give characterization and details to these characters.

Seraphina Diana Avitas-Archeron: Pt.1

Seraphina Diana Avitas-Archeron, of the House of Nox, First of her name, The Moonbow. Fourth born daughter of the High Lord and High Lady. Princess of Velaris and the Night Court.

if there is one person in the Avitas-Archeron family you should be afraid of it's the High Lord's and Lady's fourth and final child Seraphina.

she was born seven years after Oyron and four years after Artemus.

Seraphina has been a daredevil ever since she has been in nappies

jumping off of furniture, sliding down the stairs of the library, hanging off the banister all types of chaos.

Feyre kind of encourages this type of behavior, saying that her baby is just exploring the world.

Rhysand on the other hand has a mini heart attack every time and dives to catch her from so much as falling over.

Artemus and Oryon are 4 and 7 respectively and don’t really understand that their sister is smaller and a baby so they play with her like she is just as old as them.

they roughhouse, play fight, and include her in all their games.

they are all very close.

she is a very curious child always learning and exploring, helping Artemus get into trouble.

which she somehow never gets in trouble for.

when she is six she sees Feyre teaching Oryon and Artemus how to shoot with a bow and not one to be left out demands to be taught as well.

she is a prodigy. so much so that she quickly surpasses Feyre and has to get a private tutor.

her magic manifests around the same time. she is the only child of Feysand that has varying degrees of all the High Lord's magic Feyre inherited.

a tightly kept secret within the inner circle.

she does not have wings.

despite this she trains with her brothers in Illyria.

a lot has changed in Illyrian society. With standardized education and investments in infrastructure, understanding of the complex cultural traditions, and Nesta and her Valkyries completing the Blood Rite and training in villages along side Illyrian Units culturally practice and social sentiment has shifted.

the Blood Rite however is a different story.

something Seraphina thinks she can handle and really wants to participate in.

just like her brothers she wants to win the Blood Rite her way.

Rhys and Feyre don’t want to take that chance, not with their only daughter.

furious, Seraphina makes the whole family’s life a living hell in her own special way.

Bellona, Cassian and Nesta’s daughter, Seraphina’s cousin, calls out her tantrum and says if she wants to prove she can handle it than handle it.

together along with Gwyn and Azirel’s daughter, Catrin, they illegally join the Blood Rite.

that are blood thirsty and ruthless, and anyone who comes after them finds that out the hard way.

completing the Rite in record time with the rank of Carthynian. Seraphina is just 17 years old.

their families are to happy they are alive to be upset.

as a princess she has ladies in waiting who help her when her family travels to summits and other courts.

but her ladies also serve as her hunting companions.

as she grows older she takes to hunting with her brother Oryon.

but he does not enjoy hunting as much as she does.

visiting Illyria she sees how villages are terrorized by monsters in the Night Court mountains and forests.

putting her love of hunting to use she chooses ladies in waiting from the all across the Night Court who are proficient in archery to hunt down monsters and protect Illyrian villages.

her ladies train in combat with the Valkyries to double as her guards and decoys.

she eventually begins chooses ladies from all Prythian to join the hunt and live nomadically all over the Night Court, Prythian, and the greater continent.

creating a safe space for girls and women.

when she is home she spends her time trying to make sure her brothers stay alive and stay away from her ladies.

as well as take up her duties as a princess of the Night Court, helping charities, and doing public works.

she is no nonsense princess who does not take kindly to foolishness, she knows who she is and you better respect it.

[sapphicmsmarvel]

a court of thorns and roses masterlist

💜: favorites

🔥: smut/spicy

feysand:

punching bags 💜

feyre x reader

lost and found

feysand masterlist

azriel masterlist

cassian masterlist

morrigan masterlist

platonic!acotar characters x reader

full cast:

one day at a time

bad dates 💜

rhysand:

the night courts justice 💜

feyre

lost and found

headcannons for all characters

perfume 💜

loving a plus size reader 💜

modern au! competition

getting mad over silly, silly little things

"hey bitch, what's for dinner?" 💜

queer wife energy

random fics ive written for acotar

feeding my complex 💜🔥

^ azriel x reader x feyre x rhysand ^

[shadowsingerdraco]

i’m sorry but i am literally so down bad for azriel and lidia cervos as a pairing (i know it doesn’t make sense but it does to ME!!)

[harperbrynne]

Feysand Week 2023 Day 2: Hobbies

One day, Feyre brings Rhys to the cabin to show him some new artwork she made. He walks in, looks up, and his gaze meets a new pair of blue eyes smaller than the rest. Nyx’s eyes.

Then he notices the pair next to Nyx’s. An outline of another set, the same small size, but with no color filled in. Yet. This is how Feyre tells Rhys they’re having another child.

@officialfeysandweek2023

[briaberri]

Night Lullaby 2: photo essay

Give me bell dripping anklets, luminous bangles, spicy thalis prepared by the twins, who teach Elain just why the IC could barely stomach that mortal food. Also, imaging Rhys teaching Feyre to eat with her hands... I'm done for.

[maryberry]

Can we all agree that Feyre would be a Mitski girl? I also feel as though she loves rainy days.

[rhysiedarling]

i would pay to see (or read) this

Thinking about the High Lord of the Night Court arguing with his toddler to please, please put some pants on.

[throneofsapphics]

taking a vacation with feysand and/or nessian

poly!feysand x reader & poly!nessian x reader

summary: for poly!acotar week day 4, adventure

warnings: none, very brief suggestiveness

a/n: look ... I messed up the dates and it might be barely but I still made it. here's some drabbles/ headcannons!

poly!Nessian x Reader

Perhaps surprisingly, Cassian insisted on planning it all as well as keeping it a surprise. Normally, he’d give in to either of you with enough pestering, but this time he was an iron wall, not a single clue or hint given to either of you. 

He pinched his thumb and forefinger together before drawing them across his lips, even miming tossing a key over his shoulder. You rolled your eyes, but a fond smile crept on to your lips.  “What if I promise not to tell Nes?” He snorted, and you lifted and dropped your shoulders. It was worth a try - but they both knew you were terrible at keeping secrets from either of them.  "It was worth a shot," you mumbled, redirecting your attention to the book on your lap. A shadow covered you, two fingers tilting your chin up. He pressed a kiss against your forehead, chapped lips lingering for a few seconds. "It'll be worth the wait," he reassured, confidence flowing through every word, not a hint of bullshit. Your eyes narrowed, but you gave a nod. Seemingly content, Cassian placed a too-brief kiss to your lips before making his way out of the room.

Nesta was a tad anxious over how his planning would turn out 

“It’s not if it’ll be a disaster, it’s how much of a disaster.”  “Have a little more faith in him,” you chastised, quickly looking away as she turned her glare on you.  “We don’t get much … time free together,” Nesta sighed, and you carefully covered her hand with your own. “I want everything to go well.”  “We’ll be together,” you insisted. “That’s good enough for me.”  Her mouth curved at one corner, a grateful look shot your way, her hand turning up so your palms met, her fingers wrapping around yours and squeezing. 

Cassian was impressed with himself, and firmly believed he had every right to be. He hoped both of you would as well. Mother above, he’d sworn an oath to Tarquin for this. 

“The blindfold is a little extreme,” you grumbled, fidgeting with the cloth knot at the back of your head. Cassian gently swatted your hand down.  “We’re almost there.”  Nesta was quiet next to you, her hand steady in yours, but you could nearly taste the anxious energy rolling from her. You gave her what you hoped was a comforting squeeze.  Salt, and sea, and sand hit you at once, along with a scent distinct to one place …  The knot loosened at the back of your head and you tore the cloth off, rapidly taking in your surroundings. You weren’t in Adriata, but it was unmistakably the summer court.  “Cassian,” you hissed, “you’re banned, for life.”  “I promise we’re fine,” he grinned, and produced a paper from his pocket, holding it out to you with a flourish. Nesta peered over your shoulder as you carefully unraveled it. A letter - attesting Cassian and company were allowed to access this beach and a rental vacation home for the next seven days, signed by Tarquin himself. 

poly!Feysand x Reader

Feyre and Rhys argued over where to take you - in their minds, of course. It seemed the only thing they could agree on was to keep it a surprise. You watched them, eyes glazed, but lips pursed - obviously in some kind of mental argument with each other. A crease formed between Feyre's brow, Rhys's lips pressing into a tight line. You didn't like that. Especially considering you were nearly certain it was related to you somehow, otherwise they would've spoken aloud. Clearing your throat, you tried your best to get their attention. Nothing. "Right, I'm heading out," you finally called. Still no response. The sting and small sense of hurt came naturally, and you let the door slam behind you a little louder than you usually would. Rhys's muffled voice came after the slam but you were already out the door. "I'll make it up to you later, darling," Rhys's voice slid into your mind, smooth and full of promise. "I'll look forward to it," you didn't know if it was possible for your voice to be breathy in your own head, but you certainly gave your best impression of it.

Feyre packed for you, of course.

You perched on the edge of the bed as Feyre started rummaging through the drawers. First, she picked up a sundress with thin straps and flowing fabric that would just brush the middle of your thighs - ideal for hot weather. Next came a thick woolen cloak. You tilted your head, catching her eye in the mirror. "How many places are we going?" "Oh," she carefully folded a long sleeved shirt, "just one." Your mouth parted, but she answered the next question for you. "We can't have you spoiling the surprise." A laugh bubbled from your chest. Their secrecy had only made you more determined in turn, and it turned into something of a game for you over the last week.

Rhys had scouted the location no less than six times in the week before, Feyre accompanying him for a few of the trips. He knew it was safe, but with you he had to be certain.

Your back pressed against his chest, his hand covering your eyes, you winnowed - holding your breath at the sensation that never quite felt comfortable. As soon as you hit solid ground, you attempted to peel his fingers away from your eyes, but his grip was firm. "Rhys," you hissed, and he laughed but released you. Jaw dropping, you spun in a circle. Feyre stood with her hands clasped in front of her, shifting back and forth. An island. "Where," you cleared your throat, "where are we?" "An island not far off the coast," Rhys wrapped an arm around your waist, slowly turning you. You felt Feyre smooth fingers grasp your other hand, thumb brushing over the back of your hand. Rhys was still speaking, you realized and focused back in. "You can see Velaris," his voice was laced with a touch of amusement that told you he was well aware your attention wandered. Sure enough, there was a cluster of lights, but appearing barely larger than your fingertip. Twisting your head over a shoulder, you spotted the ... cabin was an understatement. Mini-palace waiting for you. Shrugging away from Rhys's grip, switching to grasp his hand instead, you tugged them both forward, their laughter trailing behind you.

[we-were-beautiful]

Unraveled Ends Headcannons

Rhys absolutely refuses to call her anything other than Sweetheart (I also fully plan on using this in place of Y/n unless I can’t avoid it)

Sweetheart has almost exclusively been the person that Feysand had used for Nyx’s clothes.

Speaking of Nyx, he has a deep love of Sweetheart even before the mating bond has even snapped for his parents. One of his favorite things to do is to sit in sweethearts lap while she’s sitting on the floor making adjustments to his parents clothes in her shop.

Sweetheart had at one point considered dating Azriel. They had always gotten along and had an understanding of one another. And after the bond snapped for Sweetheart she figured he might be a good way to keep them in her life even if she wasn’t apart of their little family.

Bedtime for Feysand and Sweetheart can be a bit chaotic; there is no assigned spots and it is typically sleep wherever you end up. A certain Highlord however can be a bit of a diva and likes to sleep in between his Feyre Darling and his Sweetheart with his wings draped over the two as a blanket. He will weasel his way in between Feyre and Sweetheart to get his way.

The two of them love to spoil sweetheart. If Sweetheart looks at something for a little too long you can almost bet it will be waiting for them once they get home.

Feysand bonds with Sweethearts little sister becoming an additional older brother and sister, and while it’s not much for the middle sibling who is around 200 it means the world to her youngest sister.

For Rhys bonding with Sweethearts youngest sister brings back memories of his own bevy sister and you best believe he will protect her like he did his own sister.

Ok so this is the headcannons that I can share at the moment without ruining my whole plans. I can’t give exactly when the next chapter will be coming given that their are two things in front of it. But hopefully it will be out sooner rather than later. My ask box is always open for request and comments if people want to talk

[lovemyromance]

Stops this madness!!

Like yes, I know every side of the fandom is guilty of twisting things in their favor but come on. COME ON.

There are theories and then there are people doing the splits, breaking their arm trying to make these egregious extrapolations and reaches.

I have personally, never denied the fact that Elucien were mates. In fact, I didn't even question that fact despite the Elriel theories swimming around - until HOFAS came out and we got confirmation the cauldron was wrong

Yes, their bond seemed so different than Feysand and Nessian, but I did not really say anything about it until I got canon confirmation that the Cauldron had been tampered with.

I did not twist canon text. I did not theorize beyond what is already there on the page.

So I hope you can see why, I am incredibly annoyed every time I see Eluciens trying to shit on every Elriel moment and twisting it to have some alternative crazy reasoning.

I'm not going to call anyone out because I don't usually go fighting on anti-posts (even though their blatant disregard for canon makes my eye twitch). But why did I see an anti post saying

"Oh, Azriel only went to go save Elain from Hybern's camp as a challenge from Nesta, because she said "then you will die". He was just trying to prove her wrong."

Like what? You are honestly telling me, someone read that scene, saw how Azriel defied all warnings and orders and said "I'm getting her back" when he is not her mate, not her sister, barely even her friend at this point, getting his wings shredded to save her, swaying on his feet from pain and blood loss but still not letting her go and demanding to get the chains off her -

You read that scene-the multiple chapters to cover it - and thought "Oh, he only did that to prove Nesta wrong?"

REALLY?

Why would he even want to prove Nesta wrong? Why would that even be a thing? Why would it be something he would risk his life for? Can you please explain? Is he suddenly beefing with Nesta in the middle of a war?

Sometimes... the most obvious answer is the right one. Sometimes when an author writes something, she means it.

Like half the headcannons and theories antis post are fine whatever, but why do they have to shit on beautiful Elriel moments? Your ship should be able to float on its own, and if it doesn't maybe that's a sign 🙄

Sorry Elucien doesn't have any positive interactions together. Sorry Gwynriel barely even interacts on the page, let alone romantically.

Be happy with your ship. And if headcannons and theories is all you have, then be happy with that because you chose to ignore canon and ship whatever. Don't go around trashing actual canon text and purposefully misconstruing it to make yourself feel better.

God I'm tired of this and I've literally only been engaging in this fandom for like a month. I can't imagine what people who've been here since 2016 have had to go through, y'all stronger than me for sure 😅

[feyrescourt]

But also…..like…..what the hell are gwyn stans smoking???

Gwynriels and Elriels arguing over who is going to be Rhys’ best friend when he already said Feyre and Azriel are the only people who actually understand him.

He’ll be friendly sure but those “best friend” roles are already filled by his mate/wife and brother of 500+ years.

[fuckyesfeysand]

Creator Highlight #1 - @popjunkie42

Welcome to our Feysand Creator Highlights! We want to take a moment to recognize some of the amazing individuals in our fandom who kindly use up so much of their freetime and creative energy to share their work with us!

To start off, we wanted to highlight @popjunkie42, an author who has shared such a wonderful collection of feysand fics, poems, headcannons, and comissioned pieces with us!

Thank you for sharing your talent with us, as well as being such an amazing source of love and positivity! You never miss a chance to uplift other creators, so we wanted to take this chance to uplift you!

Below are some of our favorite popjunkie feysand creations, and you can find more on their masterlist.

Hate Me Instead - Rhysand and Feyre both struggle with her first visit to the Night Court in this alternative version to early events in ACOMAF. What if Rhysand had stuck around for more for lessons and both of them were making rather poor decisions?

Eureka - aka the one where Rhys wears glasses. A wonderful oneshot that should be paired like fine wine with this comissioned piece

Blossoming In Winter - A Court of Thorns and Roses AU set during the first Hybern war, inspired by the story of Faramir and Eowyn in Return of the King by J.R.R. Tolkien.

[danikamariewrites]

hello!

it’s your feysand anon again, i read better than books this morning & once again you have done a phenomenal job. i can’t express enough how much i love your writing and how well you bring every single one of your requests to life. you’re writing is magic, truly!

i’ve never requested a headcannon before, so i hope i’m doing this write lmao. could you do what and how feysand would be in a relationship?

thank you d, ily 💜

Feysand x reader headcanon

A/n: Feysand anon you are so fucking sweet. This legitimately made me shed a few tears, no one has said that before and you’ve just made my year and you’re my new bestie. Sending you all the love and I hope you have a fantastic day💜

Warnings: none

Most caring, loving, attentive partners ever omg you would be showered in love by them

You saw how in love with each other they are and you were jealous. You want that kind of love. When Rhys and Feyre asked you to be part of the relationship your heart said yes but your mind was racing

You didn’t want to come between them or anything

In the end you say yes because you love them and they’re showing you that they want you

The IC are very accepting of you since you have been around for awhile and are happy that the three of you are happy

Rhys’s love language is gift giving and Feyre’s is quality time as well as gift giving

They’d shower you in gifts. There doesn’t need to be a reason they just want to

You’ve had to stop Rhys multiple times from giving you something that was far too expensive (Feyre too) but you feel bad when he gets that little sad face bc he can’t give you something

Rhys loves giving you and Feyre matching gifts

Sometimes matching lingerie

You love spending your days with Feyre in her art studio, teaching classes and just talking with her

When you’re not with Feyre you help Rhys with work and have tea time when he takes breaks

You sleep with them but you do have your own room if you need your space

A few months into the relationship you started joining Feyre for training

She told Cassian to go easy on you but once she turned her back and went to spar with Az you gave Cass a shit eating grin, “don’t go easy. I want to be able to flip you.” Cassian howled after you said that and agreed

Hewn city visits are very interesting

Picking on Kier with Rhys and Feyre is very entertaining

Your first visit was a little nerve wracking. Kier thought it would be a good idea to insult you and your “purpose” but Feyre and Rhys weren’t having any of that

When you first entered the throne room you stood between their thrones. Once Rhys called the dinner to start he motions for you to sit on his lap

Their attention is on you as you hold Feyre’s hand and Rhys leaves kisses on your neck

You caught Kier approaching and froze. You heard Rhys and Feyre in your mind, “it’s alright darling just stay calm.” “He’s useless, don’t let anything he says get to you. Bite back and keep your face bored.”

They kept their hands on you as Kier spoke, their faces the epitome of boredom and irritation with him interrupting their time with you

AFTER Rhys dismissed him, Kier got mouthy, “One whore wasn’t enough so now you share one?”

Rhys and Feyre were seeing red at that point. You all stood and Feyre pulled you to her. You made sure to keep your face unbothered but you were a little hurt by his comment

Your eyes wandered around the room and you could see Mor was fuming, Cass and Az looked like they were ready to attack

Rhys stepped off the dias coming toe to toe with Kier, towering over him

It was clear that Rhys was in Kiers mind terrifying him. The male was sickly pale by the end of it, “You’re dismissed for the rest of the evening.”

[velarisnightsky444]

masterlist

Go to the updated masterlist, because this one is old and doesn't have everything.

UPDATED MASTERLIST

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Full Length Fanfics

Dark Paradise(ACOTAR) (nesta x azriel's sister) Stargirl(ACOTAR) (azriel x rhys's sister) Cherry Blossom(ACOTAR)(feysand x tamlin's siser) Where The Spirit Meets The Bone(FOTA)(nicasia x cardan's sister) Not All Glass Shatters(Shatter Me) Diamonds Can Kill(The Hunger Games) Violets for Roses(The Society) It’s A Scream Baby(Scream)

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Azriel:

smut: So Close Mating Frenzy

fluff The First Taste

angst Spoiled Little Princess

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Eris

series: Scorched Shadows

smut: Little Fawn

fluff: none yet

angst: none yet

headcannons: none yet

random: none yet

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Nesta

smut: Look At Yourself

fluff: none yet

angst: none yet

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Feyre

smut: Good Girl

fluff: none yet

angst: none yet

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Elain

smut: Pretty Little Thing

fluff: none yet

angst: none yet

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Lucien

smut: Greedy Little Fox Love

fluff: none yet

angst none yet

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Morrigan

smut: Stay Still The Birchin

fluff: none yet

angst: none yet

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Cassian

smut: The Headboard

fluff: none yet

angst: The 1

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Rhysand

smut: The Mess You Caused

fluff: none yet

angst:

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

POLY/SHIP FICS

if it says “x reader” its a poly fic, if it doesnt, its just the two characters. (feyre x rhys, nesta x cassian, ect)

Feysand:

smut: Punishment(Feysand x Reader) Caught In Between(Feysand x Reader)

fluff: none yet

angst: none yet

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Nessian:

smut: Pathetic(Nessian x Reader)

fluff: none yet

angst: none yet

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Gwynriel:

smut: Shut Her Up(Gwynriel x Reader)

fluff: none yet

angst: none yet

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Elucien

smut: Teatime

fluff:

angst: none yet

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Emorie:

smut: Somewhere More Private(Emorie x Reader) Desperate(Emorie x Reader)

fluff: none yet

angst: none yet

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

[harperbrynne]

Feysand Week 2023 Day 3: Family

Rhys: *gets whacked in the side of the head by a snowball and complains jokingly* Ow, that one really hurt, Az!

Cassian: *huddled next to Rhys behind a wall of snow* We can’t let him win again, he—Ow! How is he making them so fast?

Rhys: *attempts to look over the wall before ducking to avoid three more snowballs heading their way* He has help!

Cassian: His shadows? What—

*Rhys and Cassian both look up, hearing unmistakable childlike giggles*

Cassian: Nyx!

*A small head peeks above Az’s handmade wall, giggling once more*

Rhys: *Looks over to Feyre and meets her grin* So that’s why Feyre wanted to come and watch the snowball fight today.

Cassian: Nyx, Come help us! Don’t listen to him!

Rhys: You know Azriel promised him something to get him to fight on his side with agreement from my mate. *shakes his head with a smile* This is what I get for having you both babysit him. I guarantee Nyx won’t even listen to me.

*Seeing Az get ready to throw some more snowballs, explaining to Nyx the best way to throw one, Rhys and Cassian ducked back down once again*

@officialfeysandweek2023