#lord im a nerd

[starfall-spirit]

Summary: See Renaissance Masterlist

CW: Minor Smut below the cut. Only a few paragraphs this chapter. But Daddy Rhys is on his way to the party. You've been warned.

Word Count: 1, 234

Chapter IV: Kill Me With Kindness

There was flirting over dinner. Eyes full of sultry promises later whispered in her ear as they strolled down the Arno on their fifth evening in Florence. There was a soft string melody and a strong arm around her waist, tugging her closer. Hands, just straying from gentlemanly. There was a story unwinding and a man to it, holding her like a lover. Like a husband.

And there was a moment where a spark turned to flame, burning her up as they left the lights and life of Santo Spirito behind them, that burning rising and rising before Rhys was leading her to his bed, dragging her zipper down and unclasping her bra.

Soft lips skated across her jaw and down her throat, each kiss as tender as the one before it and only pausing to lay her down on the queen size mattress. She gasped as teeth clamped down over her nipple, a tongue stroking over it to soothe the slight pain. “Rhys.”

“My darling Feyre.” She raked her fingers through his hair, practically aching for him to move down, down, down further, to where his still-covered torso—she’d remedy that soon enough—would fit to keep her legs parted, a bit of lace all that separated them. One hand drifted down from his silky hair to move down his neck and to the buttons of the dress shirt he had selected for their time roaming the city.

He caught her hands, kissing each palm. “Feyre darling, we have all the time in the world.”

Still, knowing just where she wanted him to begin, he sank down, hooking his fingertips around the bits of red lace at either hip. With his tongue finally stroking— ~~~~~ A knock on the door was what drew Feyre out of her strange and admittedly pleasant dream. “Feyre. Feyre, are you awake?”

Casting bleary eyes towards the clock, she found it was already nine-thirty. “Shit,” she hissed, instinctively pressing her thighs together as her companion called for her again.

“Yeah. Sorry. Give me a few minutes to shower and I’ll be out.” It was only fair he granted her a moment to compose herself after… that. Not that he knew anything about it. She was hardly breathing as he moved away from her door. “Holy hell.”

She didn’t know how last night—only their second night in the city, in truth—had brought such a scene to her subconscious. Last night was pleasant. Utterly platonic, even if she’d let herself have a little more wine than usual. Even if she had freed her quick tongue and bright laugh. Even if she had leaned into him as the night wind refracted from the murmuring river. His hands hadn’t once strayed beyond catching her when her toe hooked on an uneven cobblestone, but something through their night out had changed.

“Shit.”

Before now she’d never felt the need to start cursing things the second she woke up. If that was what one night did to her, would would the next twelve days mean for them. She put a pin in that thought as she turned on the shower head, stripping down. Who said any of what happened last night would repeat. She could distance herself, even if the city was romantic.

Starting today. Because today really was about history. Last night they had seen the Uffizi Gallery from a distance and Rhys had only taken a glance at her too see her adoration of its history and contents, before saying, “I’ll check on tickets tonight.”

Something told her when she left the shower she’d find those tickets already paid for, despite his catering to her interests within the city before his own. And you know, maybe that was okay, for this trip. She certainly hadn’t been saving for a vacation abroad and he was the one who got them into this mess.

With that in mind, she shut off the shower, drying off and dressing to head out to the kitchen for breakfast. She could smell him cooking breakfast meat. “Good morning, Feyre darling.” She couldn’t help but recall her dream at the endearment, bringing a blush to her cheeks. He raised his eyebrows. “Are you alright?”

“Yes. Yes, I’m fine. Sorry.”

“I don’t know why you keep apologizing this morning, or what’s got you blushing beyond my good looks, which I thought you were acclimated to by now—” She scoffed. “I was worried when you slept so late. It’s a bit unusual for you, isn’t it?”

“Oh, once in a blue moon my internal clock is less insistent. Perhaps I was having a pleasant dream.” She didn’t know why she said it, but at least she’d kept her voice level as she accepted a cup of coffee and a plate holding a croissant from a nearby bakery and fresh sausage.

“Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

Once she thoroughly banished the fantasy of his head between her legs, conversation came easily, drifting into her main interests at the Uffizi. He hung on every word, looking like the passion she held was something vital to him. Or perhaps that was her imagination. Some strange lingering affect of his attention to her last night on their walk.

After settling the time for their admission to the gallery, Rhys pulled up the ticket purchase on his laptop, hesitating at the pay point, just waiting for her to argue him paying the small fee. She took another sip of her coffee. “Good,” he murmured, something in his tone—in his eyes—that made her pause a moment. “What?”

“Why?” His brows flicked up at the question. “Why have you insisted on paying for everything?”

“I have what I like to call my inner circle. Small as they are, Mor, Amren, my brothers, they support me in ways others don’t. In return I spoil them. You should see Amren in her fancy jewelry—like a drake hoarding gold.”

He smiled, taking her hand just long enough to brush a thumb across her knuckles. “You’re part of that inner circle now, Feyre. I’m fully entitled to spoil you senseless so long as you remain part of the family.”

He was a caretaker before all else. She’d always known it was beneath the arrogance, but now that they didn’t just see one another in the company of the group—now that they were alone she thought he might just try to kill her with kindness.

She might just let him. Only on their honeymoon of course. ~~~~~ He was preening and he knew it. Twelve euros was hardly a significant purchase, but this was the infamously stubborn Feyre Archeron. He’d had to catch himself earlier, check his tone and word choice as she asked him about his insistence to treat her and the others. Because there was a very different urge to provide for one’s brother or cousin than to provide for a woman one cared for, even if she refused to acknowledge what he felt he wore on his sleeve.

Some selfish part of him had been glad she got that text. Not that her ex was causing issues. The mere thought of that asshole camping outside her apartment had his blood boiling. But that selfish part of him was glad she had decided to go to that lunch, to get on that plane, to walk the river with him.

And perhaps for the one thing she hadn’t decided—to dream of him.

~~~~~

AN: Switch my posting schedule for ACOTW and Renaissance because the late ACOTW chapter went out today.

In Rhys' defense, he hasn't been to that villa in years. He couldn't possibly remember how thin the walls were when he took the room beside the one she picked out. And if he did it was only to ensure she didn't have nightmares about anything, right?????

Also, all Rhys POVs are dedicated to the lovely @the-lonelybarricade. She is the main reason every chapter will have a Rhys POV.

Daddy Rhys is coming, LB. Cross my heart.

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[stompandhollar]

i shipped billford in a toxic funny ironic way when i was 14 those ARE my credentials

[sexiestwerewolf]

tbh I don't believe any of the ninja are white except for Jay but it's only his bio mom who was white

for my hcs personally its

cole - Romani

Nya + Kai - Chinese/Filipino

Lloyd - Japanese/Chinese (plus Oni and dragon obviously)

Zane - Black/Indian

Jay - Chinese/White

Wu + Garmadon - Fully Oni/dragon hybrids but their human forms are Japanese/Chinese

Pixal - Vietnamese

Misako- Japanese

I mean technically Zane and Pixal don't have races but they still have the features and when they use their cloaking device (Pixal has one but doesn't use it often if at all) those are the features they have ☝️🤓

I know that Ninjago is kinda of a mix of multiple cultures from both Asia and Europe like Oni come from Japan, the Yin/Yang engagement Jay and Nya had and the Festival in the 8th season is Chinese, the style of the monestary and some other places are also Japanese, the Dragons in the show are of the western + eastern variety and also a lot of things in the show are a lot like western culture too.

idk I'm rambling but listen they're my favorite characters obviously I wanna talk about them!! 🙁

[did-sm1-say-catfish]

gem said she's building a castle. time to freak out.

a week or so ago I got annoyed at skizz for his "castle" being historically inaccurate, so much so that I developed a new obsession in castles and medieval architecture. In Gem's latest hardcore ep. she mentioned building a castle! I was so excited, but then I got worried because the definition of 'Castle' is kinda nitpicky.

The problem is that a castle is private, and gem is very dedicated to protecting and housing her villagers. BUT one way I could think of for Gem to have an actual castle, was if she had a bailey. A bailey is an enclosed courtyard, usually overlooked by a motte(elevated land on which (usually) a castle is built). And motte usually comes with a moat, but thats just getting into tangent territory atp.

Basically, what I'm saying, is that Gem could be a feudal lord/monarch who builds herself a castle, and builds a bailey for her servants to live in.

I'm probably just getting ahead of myself, BUT CMON SHE SAID CASTLE!!

[akekiitaz]

Gortash: Babe would you still love me if I was a soul larvae?

Durge: *Look of pure disgust*

Durge: *Reaching for his dagger* Do you wanna find out

[critterofthenight]

i wasted 4 years on the most toxic people possible but i think that i learned from it, and that the future will be better.

[fabulous-gabulous-theartist]

Finally got my Voxman fanfic posted! >\\\\\\< Sorry about the giant gaps between paragraphs. Didn't realize that the website would automatically double space it for me so I double spaced the paragraphs in the word document.

Rated E for a specific scene, so if your under 18, do not read!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/57560110

Not gonna lie, kind of nervous since it's been a while since I wrote fanfiction...

[kathrynmjaneway]

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[fbfh]

as with all works all characters aged up to 18+ for nsfw content okay so I somehow ended up on aaron taylor johnson tiktok this morning and saw this motherfucking scene. this one. with the whining and begging. I just finished watching the entire movie kickass (and got fucking whiplash from evan peters being there. why didn't anyone warn me that evan peters plays another pathetic nerd. why. nick cage and chloe grace moretz were also there for some reason.) and I have a lot of things to say. like a lot. like so much. first of fucking all why god why did the universe have to throw another adorable painfully insecure nerd with absolutely no rizz debilitating mommy issues and chronically horny tendancies at me. I already have like 50 of them. Dave is just. hm. he and Peter Parker do a little handshake fist bump is all I'm saying. it was a bold move to have them go into detail about how chronically horny dave is in the first five minutes. that was a very bold move. it's giving the wanking scene with joe keery from henry gamble's birthday party. even without any of the superhero stuff, it would be so so easy to get dave wrapped around your finger. like it would take maybe four minutes tops at the absolute most. I just know this man moans when you kiss him for the first time. I know his friends don't believe him when he tells them. it's so easy to get him literally begging on his knees for you. oh fucking boy this is all i'm gonna be thinking about for a while.

[greeneldritchfurby]

Got Chapter 2 of The Nerds In Black posted :3 (pretend like i posted this earlier in the day)

[pipkrakes]

terrible news. those extremely beautiful dweebs about whom I knew only three total facts

1. reenactment of ancient memes to confuse show hosts

2. at least 3?? extremely beautiful people

3. singing parrot in one video ???

are...they.... in fact have bangers. like. GIRL (gn) these are BANGERS and they're embarrassingly over the top and nerdy I HATE THIS. KPOP PLEASE RELEASE ME

[ripplefields]

LETTING THE DAYS GO BY

(LET THE WATER HOLD ME DOWN)

mn - rain-writes-fics

[aonokumura]

what does smeagolcore mean

[mettywiththenotes]

Does AFO count for the objectively physically attractive but negative rizz?

It depends

He can charm someone but it'll most likely be just to manipulate them. He has the looks and the rizz, but it's like... fake rizz. It'll probably work, depending on if people can see through him or not

But if he was really trying to charm a person to get to know them better though, I think he would have negative rizz. He'd probably try to quiz them on the Demon Lord or smthg and get too nitpicky about it. He'd do it confidently, but he wouldn't succeed in the actual flirting, he'd probably just end up being too intense about it, especially if the person didn't like the Demon Lord

That's my take on this

[gabbysirislog]

what i’ve been doing instead of studying:

making realistic (for me) camp half blood outfits/vibe pics

and now i need to save my gpa college is too expensive for this hyperfixation

[anarchosocialisthalflings]

okay so im finally catching up on all the d20 i missed why dud no one tell me starstruck odyssey was the best season they’ve ever done?!