#ofrhysand​​

[lastxdragon]

PRIVATE ROLEPLAY: DO NOT REBLOG IF YOU ARE NOT MY PARTNER.

@ofrhysand​​ ╣❦╠ ƈօռզʊɛʀɨռɢ ֆȶօʀʍ ❧

The Fae arrogance bled through the increasing grip of the sedative and she couldn’t stop the wry grimace that flickered across her features. Dany didn’t like the things he was saying, but now that she was certain that he wasn’t blustering. Internally, she cursed herself for her own arrogance that had led to this situation, though Dany knew she would do it again in a heartbeat to save her people. From the magic he cast, came an offered cup of water, which she accepted with a grateful nod of her head - the conjured water was exactly what Daenerys needed to begin countering the drugs. “You have my thanks, Rhysand.”

He released her hand easily and in that gesture, Dany felt a flare of hope. In her condition, he could have easily overpowered her, but he hadn’t and now - even with his sarcasm - he was taking a moment for her regard. Daenerys knew she had the information she had come for and, once her body filtered the drugs, she could get away from the Fae easily enough. “You do seem to have a gift for stating the obvious in a delightful manner,” Daenerys murmured wryly, though she did set the conjured glass down and stepped past him into the elevator’s interior.

Her amethyst gaze quickly noted the mechanical hatch above and the number of floors on the panel, though the interior of the lift was clean and well-maintained. As Rhysand joined her, Dany moved to the furthest point in the small compartment, leaning against the wall while gripping the bar with one hand to steady herself. She loathed feeling weak normally, but with a clearly powerful Fae, Dany wasn’t foolish - her people were protected by their anonymity so discretion was going to be necessary here. Antagonizing her captor would only prolong this ordeal so her tone took a softer edge.

“Will we be performing a charade for these slavers when these doors open again, Rhysand?” Dany asked, taking deep breaths to calm her heartbeat. His bespoke tailored suit gave hint to a fit form, though an extraordinary beauty like himself was not unusual for his kind. She’d seen the flash of a tattoo and it pricked a memory that she could not grasp. “I’m not adverse, just trying to get some idea of what your plan is to get out of this building without taking it down,” she added, tipping her head back to rest against the back wall. In this stance, Dany could watch his movements. “Not that I’m against taking it down, I’d just prefer to get the innocents out of it first.”

lastxdragon​:

PRIVATE ROLEPLAY: DO NOT REBLOG IF YOU ARE NOT MY PARTNER.

@ofrhysand​​

╣❦╠ ƈօռզʊɛʀɨռɢ ֆȶօʀʍ ❧

Among her people, there were those who believed Daenerys was more than immortal - that she must also possess something more and there were varying rumors on what that ‘more’ might be, but Dany herself knew she only possessed an immunity to fire and some spell crafting. She did not have any affinity for the ones called Fae. The last time Daenerys had encountered them had been hundreds of years ago at the peace alliance, attending in her role as Queen of Valyria. 

The sedative was as unexpected as all of this, but Daenerys trusted that she could deal with the dark-haired stranger and escape. A sound drew her attention and her fogged gaze saw him - and something else! One of those winged Fae! What were they talking about? Their words were too vague to discern a meaning, but when her gaze met his, Daenerys felt a tug in the pit of her stomach.

There was something otherworldly here. Not just the winged one - this one was unique.

He held out a hand and Daenerys hesitated a moment before taking it. “I can,” she answered, letting him help her rise though she was wobbly on the ill-fitting heels. “I’m… Dany Stormborn.” It wasn’t a lie, but it wasn’t revealing either. “Someplace safe?” she repeated with a soft snort. This was a man who had BOUGHT her. Stepping out of the cage, Dany let the man lead her, watching for any chance to make a run for it. “I need water… What is your name?” she stated, mentally fighting the sedative fog.

Who or whatever this guy was - he wasn’t one of the ringleaders. Another step or two and they’d be out the door, probably to an elevator. “I do not fear pain. Pain carves away the soft, uncovering strength if it exists. There are far worse things,” Dany stated grimly, giving a sly tug of her hand to see if he would release it. “And you’ll forgive me for doubting our destination is a place that will be safe for me given the fact that you just bought me. A fact I might find a measure of mercy for if you release me.” After all, if he were Fae, she couldn’t just have him executed. It would be an interspecies incident.

░▒▌╳▐ ʀ ʜ ʏ s ᴀ ɴ ᴅ

      𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄'𝐒 𝐍𝐎 𝐏𝐋����𝐂𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐃𝐎𝐔𝐁𝐓. This woman is different somehow, he could surmise as much just form laying eyes on her during the auction. Now that their gazes meet, an  AWARENESS  sparks to life within, which only further confirms his initial suspicions. It’s not just her appearance either—She is beautiful, even for a human—But to try and figure out what is  SPECIAL  about her right now would be a waste of time. The faster they get out of there, the better for everyone. He cannot risk someone spying on them and discovering his  TRUE  objective, because it would jeopardize those that he’s managed to save already. And make it all the more hard to help others.

The woman hesitantly grasps his outstretched hand, his hold secure but careful while helping her stand and asking for her name. It’s a curious one, but Rhys doesn’t question it, just as it doesn’t surprise him to hear the  CYNICISM  in her voice. Wordlessly, the male lifts his free hand where a swirl of  NIGHT  colored smoke fades in and out, leaving behind a cup of water that he offers to her. ❛ My name is Rhysand, ❜ his voice echoes in her mind. ❝ I’ll answer your questions once we’re out of here. ❞ The raven haired speaks smoothly following the mental introduction, intending on winnowing out of there once they stepped into the elevator  ( which conveniently has no cameras inside ).  But Dany evidently will  NOT  follow along without an explanation. One of the other humans did confront him, quite loudly, so the High Lord had to induce sleep on her. Although this one is being considerably polite in comparison, he does once more consider doing the same, only because he's  IMPATIENT  to get out.

         ❝ There are worse things, ❞ he agrees, releasing her hand when feeling the tug on it. It’s not like she’ll go far if she tries to make a run for it. ❝ I can’t blame you for your disbelief, Dany, truly. I wouldn’t trust me if I were in your place. ❞ And he has been in her place centuries ago during the war, when he was a  PRISONER  to Amarantha. ❝ If I let you go right now, it’ll only be worse for you. If you believe you can escape, I can assure you that you won’t. I think you’re smart enough to realize that. Now, ❞ Rhysand gracefully lifts both hands, gesturing to their surroundings.

         ❝ We can stay here, and I can indulge you in conversation before putting you to sleep with a single thought. And you’ll see and know nothing until you wake up again. Or, ❞ the Fae male steps aside just as the elevator opens, motioning towards it with an arm. His voice is  CASUAL,  as though he’s listing options off a restaurant menu. ❝ You can step inside, and in less than a minute—if you choose quickly, we’ll be out of here and you’ll be awake to see it all. ❞ Leaning against the frame of the elevator so that the door stays open, he crosses  STRONG  arms over a broad chest. The movement causes the collar of his black tailored suit to shift and glimpse at the lines of a tattoo underneath. ❝ Your choice, Dany. ❞

[vaedar]

𝐎𝐎𝐂; Hello everyone! So I have been RPing on discord a bit, warming up and such, but I still have to come up with BG3 and Fourth Wing verses for Vaedar at some point.... Not sure yet what. I've been rereading CC and ACOTAR in preparation for CC3 also, which means I'll probably go back to @ofrhysand too or at least pop by. Maaaaaaybe do the same for @rhaegxr.... But anyways, hope you all been good and had a nice start of 2024! And if not, then may it take a turn for the better very soon!

[ofazriel]

𝐒 𝐇 𝐀 𝐃 𝐎 𝐖 𝐒 𝐈 𝐍 𝐆 𝐄 𝐑

𝙁𝙖𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝖻𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝙬𝙞𝙚𝙡𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙡 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙨. 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖼𝖺𝗇'𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗆𝖾𝗋𝗀𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗌 𝖺𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗋𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆. 𝘚𝘩𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘳𝘢𝘳𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘕𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘊𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘵’𝘴 𝘴𝘱𝘺𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘼𝙯𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙡.

Indie RP blog for the character 𝐀𝐙𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐋 from books series A Court of Thorns and Roses. Selective, mutuals only, low and sporadic activity. Contains NSFW, minors DNI. Read doc prior to interaction.

Formerly found at: @thesingerofshadows. Blogroll: @ofrhysand, @rhaegxr, @vaedar

[princguard-a]

i should've let you die , but i chose to protect you .

𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐄𝐒  𝐓𝐎  𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒

accepting @ofrhysand

The words bit into Lark like the sinking teeth of a monster. They caused her to go still, her back stiffening ever so slightly. Her jaw clenched and before she knew it, she pivoted to face the highlord. 

“ Protect?” she sneered as a deep rooted fury seethed within her. It raged at her very core and never had she felt so much hatred towards Rhysand. 

“ You think you are some hero, don’t you?” she asked. “ You truly believe you were some savior for what you did that night.” she shook her head and took a step closer, her power flickering from her finger tips to the point the lights in the manor flickered. She was sure that Tamlin--hell any powerful being could sense the shift in the newly renovated Rose Manor--now known as Rose Fortress. 

“ You’re a murderer, as your father was a murderer. You will always be a villain in my eyes and if I truly got what I wished--if the Mother was truly merciful--I’d have your head--your mate’s head and your inner circle all on pikes.” every word dripped with venom and disdain. 

“ But alas...we cannot get what we want and in the name of peace is the only reason I stay my blade that is so hungry for your blood. Do not think for a moment that what we went through under the mountain together--what we endured in the war--will erase what you have done here. Your mere existence is an affront to me--to Tamlin--to this whole court.”  

“ You should have let me die because now...you have no allies in Spring. Now return to your court and never step foot here again. If you do, I promise you, there will be war.” 

[ofgoldenstars]

There was always so much tension between the courts that any event that brought them all together was usually far too uncomfortable to bear for very long. But this was a memorial service where no one had to plaster on a fake smile - in fact, it would look even stranger if they did. Then again, Rhys wasn’t sure if anyone had been a fan of Beron’s, he knew he certainly wasn’t. The man had been a pompous tyrant and there had even been rumours that he was plotting to branch out and seize the territory of other courts, so his death had come at no great loss to Rhysand. Still, he was a king and he would come to pay his respects to the family that had lost their loved one.

“I see they brought out the good wine for this.” He said as he poured himself a glass, and then another for the person who had joined him at the table. “Make the most of it. The Autumn Court wine is delicious, but they never allow it to be drunk outside their court.”

[seaofechoes]

𝐎𝐎𝐂;

     Okay, so I just noticed something... apparently, this blog got shadowbanned? ( Idk if that’s what it’s called? ) My DMs are not working at all, can’t message or receive messages, and can only get asks sent directly in the /ask link ( not via dashboard ). Soooo yeah, I’ll read around on what to do about it but wanted to post this just in case anyone has tried to DM me. This applies to Az’s side blog too @thesingerofshadows. So feel free to contact me through Rhys’ blog @ofrhysand if needed. 

[silverflamcs]

what kind of love are you? 

the confession : when you say "i love you," it carries the whole weight of your heart. it feels like closing your eyes and stepping off a cliff. maybe you've been planning to tell them for days now, or maybe it's just slipped out without you realizing, either way, it was inevitable. it's relief and dread all at once, it's mortifying yet hopeful. the words hang heavy and suspended in the air, thick enough to choke on, a brief and perilous moment against the mortal pull of gravity.

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[princguard-a]

“i’ll need some information first.”

pink  floyd  lyric  sentence  starters

accepting @ofrhysand

Lark rolled her eyes as she stood with the highlord on the outskirts of the wards for Rosehall. She crossed her arms over her chest. It had been weeks since they had returned from Under the Mountain, and Lark had sensed it a long time ago the mating bond between Rhysand and the cursebreaker, known as Feyre. 

Though, she had to wonder why Tamlin hadn’t scented it upon her--of if he did, did he choose to ignore it? Either way, it spelt disaster to the Spring Court. 

“ What information do you need, Rhysand?” she replied with bite in her tone. “ You have a bargain with the woman, do you not? Invoke it. Take her away back to your court and do not let her return. She shouldn’t be here.” she said as if it were a mere fact. 

“ I have disabled the wards temporarily to allow you in, now do your damn part and take her away.” 

[princguard-a]

“what do you want from me?”

pink  floyd  lyric  sentence  starters

accepting @ofrhysand

Lark Trevelyan made no attempts to be polite or kind when it came to Rhysand--her enemy. Her Highlord’s enemy. She allowed the full disdain for the Night court’s lord to show upon her face. 

“ It should be quite obvious, Rhysand.” she said in a cool, venomous tone. Her emerald hues tracked every movement like a predator stalking prey, every gesture, every subtle movement of his limbs were studied. 

“ If I must speak plainly for you to understand, then I shall. What I truly want is for you--your misbegotten ilk, your bitch of a high lady, and her kin, and your inner circle...to never step foot into the spring court again.”

Her voice held the command of her station--she was steward and she would not fail Tamlin in her duties.

“ I wish no war between our courts--it would be counterproductive to the peace we are attempting to build, but if you cannot sustain yourself to the law of this court, and you or your inner circle, wife, or her sisters step foot into these lands... it will be a declaration of war.” 

She slipped a hand upon her rapier as she watched him. 

“ Leave us alone, and we will leave you alone. There is no reason for you to be here. You got your mate, you got your revenge on Tamlin, now leave us alone. Do no ever come back here.” 

Perhaps it was in vain, but she had to try. She had Tamlin to protect, she had the court to protect and while it was thriving now after Feyre’s little stunt, it was still fragile and she would protect that fragility with her life. 

“ Do we have an understanding, Rhysand?” 

[ofgoldenstars]

Rhysand - Bittersweet Shimmer - What is your favourite memory?

I know it’s a cliché, but my wedding day is my favourite memory. I have never been as happy as I was when Arianrhod officially became my wife.

[ofgoldenstars]

When that falling beam in the Great Hall had knocked him unconscious, Rhys had doubted he would ever wake up. Yet here he was, coming to and taking in his surroundings with bleary eyes. Lots of beds, a hubub of noise and people scurrying around the room. An infirmary then. So, how bad were his injuries?

He tried to shift in the bed and sit himself up to assess, but his face contorted in pain and he slumped back down. Pretty bad then. He was dimly aware of someone by his bedside and he turned to look with a weary smile. “I usually look much more handsome than this.”

[ofgoldenstars]

Rhysand - Task 001

Basic Character Questions

Title - King of the Night Court

First name - Rhysand

Surname - Archeron

Middle names - Cassian

Nicknames - Rhys

Court Loyalty - Night Court

Physical / Appearance

Hair colour - Dark Brown

Hair style - Not very styled, he’ll slick it back for important events but mostly leaves it loose and messy

Eye colour - Blue-Green

Other distinguishing features - His trademark sarcastic grin

Scars - Small scars criss-cross his body from his youth spent training with the Illyrian warriors

Tattoos - He has a tattoo of a mountain with three stars on each knee, symbolising that he will kneel for nothing and no one but his crown

Personality

What bad habits do they have? Rhys knows how to have a good time, which isn’t too fitting for a king. It’s not hard to draw him into a card game that lasts for hours and costs him a pretty penny.

How do they want to be seen by others? He wants to be seen as a strong, decisive king who does everything for the good of his people

How do they see themselves? A man too concerned with his own wants and desires. He doesn’t regret his marriage, but knows it was selfish and fears what consequences there may be for his actions.

Strongest character trait? Determination

Weakest character trait? Impulsiveness

What is their greatest fear? Losing his loved ones

When was the last time they cried? He shed a little tear of joy on his wedding day, but the last time he openly cried was at his mother and sister’s funeral

Friends and Family

Is their family big or small? Who does it consist of? Small - Himself, his wife and his cousin are the only ones in his immediate family. He has some distant relatives, but doesn’t consider them to be close family.

How do they feel about their family? Having lost both his parents and his sister, Rhys holds those who are left very dearly and is very protective of them.

Who is their closest friend? His cousin, Oralie. She has been like a sister to him and he trusts her completely. They bicker a lot, but they will always take care of one another.

Past and Future

What was your character like as a baby? As a child? Rhys was a very cute baby, but he became rebellious in childhood. He was always causing trouble and doing as he pleased. His mischievous streak has followed him into adulthood.

Did they grow up rich or poor? He grew up wealthy due to being part of the royal family, but he was sent to train with the Illyrian warriors in his teens to toughen him up and so he could have the experience of hard work. Every Archeron does this so they can understand their subjects better rather sitting on a pedestal above them.

What is their greatest achievement? Securing a truce with the Spring Court after centuries of feuding between the royal families. It’s not the easiest of peaces, but it has sopped the bloodshed. For now.

What are their ambitions? To be the best king he can be for his people and to hopefully keep the peace treaty with the Spring Court sustained, even if he did run off with their king’s fiancee.

What smells remind them of their childhood? Wet grass - he spent so much time in the Illyrian training camp that just the smell of it takes him back.

Love

Do they believe in love at first sight? Yes, he’s experienced it

Are they in a relationship? Happily married

Has your character ever been in love? Rhys has had maaaaany flings and one night stands, but he has only ever been in love with his wife

Have they ever had their heart broken? Not by romance, but the loss of his family, especially his sister, broke his heart

[vaedar]

𝐎𝐎𝐂; 𝐁𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐭

       Hello, everyone! With the moving finished, I can finally start settling back into RPing! It will be a slow process because I will start to do this on all my blogs ( @ofrhysand, @seaofechoes, @rhaegxr, @theprincesselia, @theladylyanna, @vaedar ). I’m already busy as it is so those of you who know me best, are aware that I take my time to do replies, but I’m happy to finally get back to actually doing them. Thank you so much for all the unfaltering support and patience, they mean so much to me! 

[ofrhysand]

𝐔𝐑𝐋 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞: thehighlordofnight ⇨ @ofrhysand​

[ofrhysand]

𝐎𝐎𝐂;

     Okay so somehow I managed to get the urls ‘ofrhysand’, ‘rhysandofthenightcourt’ and ‘ofthenightcourt’ and I wanna change the url to one of them but I have no idea which..... am leaning towards ‘ofrhysand’ because it’s shorter, let go of this current one, and use the other two( or one) as fan blogs or such. 

[ofgoldenstars]

Rhysand - Black - What is the greatest success of your life so far?

I would say forming the truce with the peace court after so many years of bloodshed between our families.

But I might have ruined that by marrying the King’s fiancee, another of my successes which I don’t regret in the slightest.