#rhycien is the BEST

[highfaelucien]

Heyy

90. Dance for Rhycien?

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(Heck yes, it's time for The Gay. Have some Under the Mountain Angst. Slight warning for mind control/influence (Rhys to Lucien) It's short-lived, demanded by Amarantha, and doesn't last long)

Old Time's Sake

"Ah, Lucien, nice of you to finally join us," Amarantha drawled from her place upon the carved throne, sitting above the writhing fae bodies, watching with that grim pleasure Rhys had come to loathe so intensely.

Turning, he spotted Lucien, long red hair gleaming in the dancing faelight, barely concealed loathing etched in every line of his angular face.

The exiled Autumn prince hadn't been seen for several days now. Not since the brutal whipping at Tamlin's hand that had left him unconscious and, if rumours were to be believed, near death.

From the look of spite in Lucien's remaining eye, it seemed he had spat in death's face for the simple pleasure of being able to glare at Amarantha once more.

"You're looking a little grim there, princeling," Amarantha crooned, "Why don't you join your little human friend? Dance with her."

She gestured towards Feyre, who had drunk the wine Rhys had provided her and accompanied him to the dance as he did each night. Her body moved with surprising grace, considering she was human.

A muscle feathered in Lucien's jaw as he watched Feyre. He turned that simmering hatred on Rhys instead, fire blazing in that russet eye. Rhys just smirked at him and winked. Lucien's hands balled themselves into fists at his sides.

It was clearly an effort for him to project even a facade of civility as he turned his gaze back to Amarantha and said, "I fear my skills are not equal to those already here. I wouldn't like to offend you with my display, lady."

Amarantha tapped one sharpened nail on the arm of her throne. Few caught the suppressed flinch in Lucien's body at the sight of it, but Rhys saw, and looked away, disgusted.

"You will offend me deeply if you refuse me again, Lucien," she said, voice soft and dangerous now.

"I'm sure we both know how much I'd hate to do that," Lucien growled, and Rhys found himself closing his eyes.

Lucien never had learned to keep his mouth shut. There seemed to be some self-destructive part of him that enjoyed snapping at those who could snap him in half with a wink.

Silence enveloped the hall for a few, pounding heartbeats. Then Amarantha turned her head sharply, all the false air of a pleasant queen amongst her court banished.

"Rhysand," she said, darkly, "Make him dance for me."

"It would of course be my pleasure," Rhys said smoothly, nudging Feyre to one side and rising from the plump cushions he'd been reclining on, keeping an eye on her as she reveled blindly.

Lucien turned to him, his jaw set, his eyes hard. There was no fear in those eyes. Many here underestimated Lucien, as he didn't possess the same power as his father or brothers. Rhys thought they were fools. It took an extraordinary level of strength and courage to face him that way. Not to mention his return here in the first place.

"Little Lucien," he clucked, aloud, shaking his head, "You know it's not polite to refuse a lady."

Inside his head, he murmured, I'm sorry.

Lucien's eyes flashed, almost giving him away with his moment of confusion. Then Rhys swept away his will, and forced him to perform for Amarantha. Just as he was forced to perform for her.

At once, Lucien's face contorted with pain. He shouldn't have come here tonight. Tamlin had no doubt ordered him, the cowardly bastard, unwilling to come himself to see Feyre. Lucien's magic had been suppressed, and he had been denied any kind of healer. His body had been forced to heal at the rate of a human.

It didn’t take long for the wounds to re-open, blood staining the handsome tunic Lucien wore.

Amarantha underestimated Lucien, too. Rhys could sense he would refuse to give out until this killed him, just to spite the bitch. But she wouldn’t know that. Once Lucien was breathing heavily, and finally cracked to let out a whimper of pain, Rhys enveloped his mind in darkness and allowed him to slump to the floor, unconscious.

“Pathetic,” Amarantha hissed, as Lucien’s brothers, clustered around her throne as usual, sniggered and jeered their approval.

She waved a dismissive hand at Rhys, “Get him out of my sight,” she commanded, already bored, turning away to watch Feyre with amusement.

“At once, lady,” Rhys said.

Snapping his fingers, he lifted Lucien’s limp form into the air then carried him down to the cells, where he would return Feyre to in a few hours.

Setting him down far more gently than he would have dared to under Amarantha’s watchful gaze, Rhys gazed down at the fae male he had almost let himself love, once upon a time.

His fingers traced the scar over his eye with sadness. Then gently unbuttoned the blood-stained, ruined tunic, and examined the mess of his back. Torn, raw flesh, weeping fresh blood once more after Amarantha’s forced dancing.

It would have been worse if you hadn’t put a stop to it when you did, he tried to tell himself. Anger flared as another thought crept into his mind, And it would have been a lot better if Tamlin hadn’t sent him to that fucking party.

The High Lord of Spring had to know how much Amarantha enjoyed using Lucien as her plaything. Torturing him was becoming something she enjoyed almost as much as she enjoyed torturing him.

Sighing, Rhys reached out a hand, magic flaring, but-

Slim, hot fingers wrapped around his wrist, surprising him, which was impressive in itself.

Lucien, remarkably, had fought his way back to consciousness.

Stupid, stubborn bastard, Rhys thought, with fondness.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” Lucien demanded, spitting blood from a bitten tongue out of his mouth at Rhys’s knees.

“That’s really no way to speak to a High Lord of Prythian, Lucien,” Rhys said, tutting, “I see you haven’t improved your manners since last we met.”

“I see you haven’t stopped being a prick, either,” Lucien shot back, weakly.

“I’m overwhelmed by your wit,” Rhys said sardonically.

“Fuck off and let me bleed, Rhys,” Lucien muttered thickly, body starting to tremble with the pain.

“Is that what Tamlin would do?” Rhys asked, unable to stop himself picking at that old wound between them.

A muscle feathered in Lucien’s jaw, but for once he restrained himself from answering. Perhaps Amarantha’s eye gouging had changed him, after all.

“No,” Rhys continued, folding his arms across his chest, “No, Tamlin doesn’t even know your bleeding out down here for his foolish command. Or, more appropriately, he doesn’t care.”

“Shut your fucking mouth,” Lucien snapped, some of that fire flaring in his remaining eye again.

Rhys still wasn’t used to the mechanical one. He’d spent a long time, previously, getting lost in that blazing gaze before. It wasn’t the same now.

Rhys tutted idly, rocking back on his heels, peering down at Lucien, “He doesn’t deserve your loyalty, you know.”

“And you do?” Lucien shot back, an awful disdain twisting his face.

Rhys’s jaw tightened, “I didn’t say that,” he said, smoothly.

Lucien laughed bitterly, even though it made him convulse with pain, “You meant it, though.”

He rolled onto his side, snarling with pain as he did, so that he could look Rhys full in the face as he spoke. Lucien had always been far too skilled at reading him, and he looked away, unable to bear that burning gaze.

“He didn’t deserve the sacrifice you made to stay with him,” Rhys breathed.

“Sacrifice?” Lucien repeated, “You mean you?” He laughed, the sound raw and humourless, echoing in the cavernous cell around them. It degenerated to coughing before long. “I owed him. I still do. He saved my life. He took me in after Jes. I pledged my fealty to him. You thought I’d turn away from that for your fucking dick?”

Rhys met his furious gaze once more as he said, softly, “I thought you might have turned away from it for the chance at happiness.” He rose to his feet, staring down at Lucien, something tightening within him, “But you could never let yourself have that, could you? It’s always been your most fatal flaw, Lucien. You don’t know how to let yourself be happy.”

“And you do?”he shot back.

“I could have learned,” Rhys said, very quietly, and he knew Lucien felt the sincerity in it, “For you.”

That actually shut Lucien up, for once. The only times he’d managed to achieve that before had been with decidedly more creative applications of his tongue.

“Don’t return to the party tonight,” he said, “I’ll be back here in a few hours with Feyre, and you can visit her yourself. Lie there and try not to drown in your own blood until then, won’t you?”

He turned, cloak covering Lucien in black for a moment, before pulling away, leaving him trembling on the cold stone floor.

Despite the anger that pulsed in his chest, he couldn’t leave him like that. He waved an idle finger, and Lucien’s wounds sealed themselves. Not fully. Not enough to leave Amarantha suspicious, but enough to ease his agony for now.

Lucien blinked and sat up as Rhys turned away again.

“What will she do to you if she learns of this?” he asked, very quietly.

Rhys forced himself to smile, “I doubt she’ll think of anything new. She’s not particularly creative, you know.”

“It’s still a risk,” Lucien said, gazing at him with suspicion, as if he expected some bargain, some demand for recompense.

Rhys shrugged in response, “Perhaps I think it’s worth it.”

“Why the fuck would you think that?” Lucien asked, sounding genuinely, heartbreakingly, bemused.

“Maybe I think you’re worth it,” Rhys said, more softly still.

Lucien eyed him for a long moment, pregnant with heavy silence, words they’d never spoken to one another echoing up through the lonely decades they’d spent apart.

“I’ll never understand you, Rhys,” he muttered finally, shaking his head.

“Isn’t that part of my enigmatic mystique and irresistible air?” he replied slyly.

Lucien smirked at that, “Enigmatic ego and insufferable ass, more like.”

“You found my ass quite sufferable, if memory serves,” Rhys smirked.

Lucien grinned. For a moment they weren’t trapped in this foul pit of a place. They were on the borders of Spring, Lucien’s mouth hot and insistent against his, fingers roaming beneath dark Illyrian leathers with surprising knowledge of buckle placement.

“Thank you,” Lucien said, a little too stiffly.

“I do believe that might have caused you more pain than the whipping,” Rhys quipped.

“It certainly is now, with you gloating in my face,” Lucien scowled in response.

“Take care, Little Lucien,” Rhys said, waving an idle hand back towards him as he moved to the door of the cell.

“And you, Rhys,” Lucien said, very quietly.

There was such emotion in that deep russet eye of his, that Rhys forced himself to winnow back to the party, before he did something incredibly stupid. Like kissing him.

***

Thanks for the prompt!! I hope you liked it!

[lucien-stan]

lmao ok i need to write my rhycien fic but i have noooooo inspiration

help me! what are the thing you love about rhycien or idk gimme fluffy headcanons

Hm. Hm hm hm.

I think they're very similar at their best. They both tease and are smart assess and hmmmmmmmmmmmmm I'm thinking...

Okay rhycien IC headcanons: Cassian and Azriel are PROTECTIVE of Lucien. When Rhys and Lucien are arguing Lucien will walk into Cassian and Azriels room uninvited and Azriel will be passed out on the bed groaning for Lucien to 'get the fuck out' and Cassian is reading or something and will be like "what the fuck did my idiot brother say this time"

Which prompts Lucien to go "LET me fucking tell you"

Mor and Lucien talk shit about Eris CONSTANTLY

Rhys is into PDA. lucien is. Not. One time Lucien kissed Rhys' cheek during an IC family dinner and Rhys' inner dialogue became 'ohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygod'

Amren noticed obviously

And for inspo:

This famous prompt but the hero is Lucien and the villain is Rhys. They're sparring or smth.

This prompt, again Lucien is the 'hero' and Rhys is the 'villian'

This prompt is just funny imo

[valamerys]

ok ive been sitting on this for a few days but SOMEONE ???????? WROTE AN ENTIRE RHYCIEN FIC IN MY INBOX????? ANON ILU AND THIS IS SO BEAUTIFUL????????? FACE TOUCHING??? TALKS OF LOYALTY??? ANGST???? TENDERNESS?????? these five asks accomplish more than some novels and i’m Distraught thank u for sharing

[rhysanoodle]

rhycien for the ship ask ? please? :)

Oh hell yes! I’m excited! Thank you for this one. 😘

who hogs the duvet

Rhys is definitely the primadonna who steals them almost every night. Lucien just sighs and snuggles up to steal some warmth.

who texts/rings to check how their day is going

Rhys. I feel like he misses Lucien way more than he cares to let on when his boyfriend isn’t around. So he’ll send these casually probing texts to check in every now and then.

who’s the most creative when it comes to gifts

I feel like Lucien would be very good at picking out and creating meaningful presents.

who gets up first in the morning

They both wake up together. I feel like Rhys has always gotten up early to train while Lucien got up early to hunt. Now they train together every morning.

who suggests new things in bed

Ever since reading a Rhycien fic with Rhysand as dom, I must headcanon that now. It just feels right.

who cries at movies

Neither, on the outside. They both want to appear more macho than they are, but sappy romances somehow internally tear them to pieces. On a rare occasion, one might observe a rogue tear sliding down one of their cheeks. 😂

who gives unprompted massages

Oh, Rhys for sure.

who fusses over the other when they’re sick

I like the idea of Rhys being a huge baby when he gets sicks and Lucien instinctively fussing over him. Rarely leaving his side, constantly getting him cold towels, bringing him soup and crackers. The works.

who gets jealous easiest

Rhys. In whatever AU where they end up together (or maybe this is just pre-Feyre), Lucien has still had at least Jesminda if not others as a lover, but he’s Rhys’s first. And Rhys probably has a real hangup about it for quite awhile.

who has the most embarrassing taste in music

I will uphold my previous assertion that Rhysand is into super emo music and say that he wins. 😂

who collects something unusual

Lucien probably collects some sort of sentimental bobbles. Idk what though.

who takes the longest to get ready

Rhysand for sure 😉

who is the most tidy and organised

Lucien. I just get the feeling that he likes to be tidy, and Rhys is probably less so.

who gets most excited about the holidays

Rhys. Finally he has an excuse for buying Lucien presents. I feel like Lucien is probably very shy about receiving them so while the rest of the festivities are alright, he’s fine without holidays.

who is the big spoon/little spoon

Rhys is the big spoon.

who gets most competitive when playing games and/or sports

They both grew up with some approximation of brothers, but I feel like Rhys was probably way more competitive with his and it’s carried over.

who starts the most arguments

Lucien. He’s got a bit of a fiery temper. (This is assuming that he’s not depressed after finding love and happiness with Rhysand. Depressed Lucien is kind of a wet noodle.) When he goes off, be prepared for receipts being pulled out and a good amount of stubbornness before the argument can be resolved.

who suggests that they buy a pet

I think Lucien. I can see him wanting to have a puppy or something to care for.

what couple traditions they have

Rhys brushing Lucien’s hair every night. Just…give it to me.  👌👌👌

what tv shows they watch together

Ninja Warrior. And they totally sit there drunk and getting fat off their asses and insisting they could do the course way better than “these amateurs”.

what other couple they hang out with

Mor and her girlfriend. I think Mor and Lucien could have a solid brotp going on if they got to know each other.

how they spend time together as a couple

Snuggling and hiding from all the world’s problems.

who made the first move

Rhys was definitely the aggressor.

who brings flowers home

Lucien. For some reason, he finds that he’s drawn to flowers and will buy pretty bouquets to dress up the house.

who is the best cook

Lucien. We know the man can catch and prep his own fish in the wilderness. Just imagine what he could do in a kitchen.

[ao3feed-acotar]

You Ain't Getting Over Him

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2LXpyOv

by BastardSonOfDay (Diana_Raven)

Prequel to Best Kind of Friends

Insight to Lucien and Rhysand's relationship before "Best Kind of Friends"

Words: 5917, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of New Rules

Fandoms: A Court of Thorns and Roses Series - Sarah J. Maas

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Lucien Vanserra, Rhysand (ACoTaR), Tamlin (ACoTaR)

Relationships: Lucien/Rhysand (ACoTaR)

Additional Tags: no editin gwe die like mne, I Wrote This Instead of Sleeping, rhycien

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2LXpyOv

[lady-therion]

Ships Tag!

I noticed that some people in the fandom(s) permanently live inside one trashcan. Seeing that, I felt like I’m not a proper piece of trash, cause I’m somehow all over the place? There are so many couples I’m shipping.

But then I noticed something else: there are ships I love to write about, and others I just love to read about, but could never write on my own.

What about you? Let’s play a little game!

Rules: Answer the 7 questions below and tag 5 people (writer or non writer, doesn’t matter).

Tagged by these lovelies: @queen-archeron and @mywritingbox

1. What is your number one ship you (would) like to write about?

Nessian is my ship, my drug of choice, and my garbage receptacle (as @queen-archeron noted in a different tag game, lol).

2. What is your number one ship to read about (that you can’t write yourself)?

I love Feysand but I don’t think I’ll ever, ever be able to write Feysand. Same for Rowaelin. Both are beyond my abilities, I think.

3. Is there a ship you have been introduced to?

Finishing Empire of Storms gave me all the Elorcan feels. I wrote one fic for them recently and they’re such great characters to play with.

4. Which ship do you feel the closest emotional connection with/can you relate best to and why?

Nessian for sure. One half of me is Nesta and I feel things deeply, sometimes too deeply. The other half of me is Cassian who will fight for everyone but himself.

5. Is there a ship you would like to/plan to write about?

Elriel is another ship I love to play with. I haven’t tried Lysaedion yet, but I think they would be hella fun.

6. Is there a ship you would like to/plan to read about?

I’ve also been hearing rumblings about Nestaq and I have a feeling that once I finish Tower of Dawn, they’ll be my next favorite TOG ship to read about. 

7. Hidden gems?

Rhycien is just so hot. Unf.

Tagging these baes: @catastrophicallyinlovewithbooks, @aqueentorattlestars, @empress-ofbloodshed, @escapingtheconstrictingboxes, @aelin-and-feyre​

[birdiethebibliophile]

Ratings and Recs:  Lucien Ships

Lucien/Cassian (Lussian):  Adorable af. Lucien being sad and Cassian helping him sort out his feelings and cooking him food. Bonus points if they’re mates (ehehehe be on the lookout for this fic from me). Domestic fluff prime material. 15/10. Fic:  @squaddreamcourt​‘s  While We Spoke of Many Things and  A Court of Stars and Fire, @hazelestelle​‘s Infatuation, my drabbles Never Alone and A Spoonful of Sugar, and my Bright-Eyed and Bushy-Tailed.

Lucien/Rhysand (Rhycien):  The Young Lucien Angst ship - which means this only works when both boys are young and dramatic (versus old and dramatic). Extra points for Rhys shamelessly seducing a Lucien who is trying his best to resist and 100% fails. 13/10. Fic: @pterodactylichexameter drabble here, @valamerys​‘s Insufferable and Not That Straight, and my In Passing.

Lucien/Elain (Elucien):  Could be soft and fluffy or could be pretty hardcore kinky (looking at @valamerys​ and @squaddreamcourt​). Flowers + sunlight. Good ship for a fem!Lucien, as well as High Lord! either of them. Honestly, so many different directions this ship could go. 9/10 for variety and possible canon results. Fic:  pretty much all of @valamerys‘s stuff... there’s so many for this ship I can’t link them all. There’s also some good ones by @illyrianazriel, @pterodactylichexameter, and @sarahviehmann. Also, @cass-ian has one of the only fem!Lucien fics I’ve seen here plus a fantastic flowershop!AU, Bright as a Flame, Soft as a Rose.

Lucien/Feyre (Feycien):  Can only ship pre-ACOMAF, but a very good ship all the same. Lends itself towards angst and smut. Bonus points for pissing off Tamlin. 7.5/10. Fic:  @valamerys‘s Sequistrialis, @squaddreamcourt‘s  Mirrors Do Not Have Mercy (She Least of All), @abookandacoffee‘s We Become Our Needs, @illyrianazriel‘s In the Shelter of Your Arms and Under a Darkening Sky.

Lucien/Azriel (Luzriel):  The angstiest possible Lucien ship. Very serious, can be very kinky, definite possibility of casual relationship. Two Sad Abused Boys trying to drown their own trauma and darkness in each other’s. 10/10 for extreme angst. Fic:  @illyrianazriel‘s Shadow Fire, my In the Eye of the Beholder, @valamerys‘s Doves and Ravens Fly the Same.

Lucien/Tamlin (doesn’t have a ship name and shouldn’t):  Terrible, abusive, one-sided, and pretty much canon compliant. Points for that as well as for Lucien being really sad, because, you know, he is. 5/10. Fic:  @squaddreamcourt‘s  The Wax Between His Feathers and my A Fox in a Trap.

Lucien/Ianthe:  As bad as the previous one is, this one’s about a hundred times worse than that. 0/10. Fic:  @squaddreamcourt‘s Whilst The High Lady Was Away.

Lucien/Kallias (Kallucien):  The fluffy Young Lucien ship. Good chemistry character-wise, foxes, both Lucien and Kallias being happy and away from their families. 7/10 for adorableness. Fic:  I don’t think there’s any written yet, but I’m working on one. Also there’s @escapingtheconstrictingboxes‘s moodboard here.

Lucien/Tarquin (Luquin or Tarcien, idk which):  Two very dutiful courtiers getting each other to loosen up. Tarquin’s optimism versus Lucien’s experience. I always imagine long days at the beach (my poor ginger baby gets very sunburned, “golden-brown” skin ain’t got nothing on the Summer Court’s sun), tickle fights, and both of them working on getting lesser faeries the rights they deserve. 8/10. Fic:  as far as I know all the fic that exists so far is my drabble Salt and Steam. (Technically a brotp. We all know it isn’t really.)

Lucien/Andras (Landras):  Both adorable and hella sad. Mostly involves Lucien not admitting his feelings and being devastated after Andras dies. Headcanons galore, but most fic is looking back at their relationship. 8/10. Fic:  @sarahviehmann‘s Foxeye, @squaddreamcourt‘s  The Wax Between His Feathers.

Lucien/Andras/Elain (Elandras):  Since all this takes place in an AU where Andras doesn’t die, it’s about a hundred times more adorable than the previous one. Some shippers (myself included) have come to the consensus that Andras is absolutely gay, and it totally works for this ship (check this page with @pterodactylichexameter and @illyrianazriel). A fabulous ship for kidfic and domestic fluff. 12/10 for everything being happy. Fic:  @squaddreamcourt‘s Old Lovers Born Anew, @illyrianazriel‘s drabble here, my  A Bloody Love.

Lucien/Cassian/Azriel (Caluzriel or something):  Bat boys teaching pumpkin prince how to be a warrior. Cassian taking care of his Sad Boyfriends. Lends itself equally to fluff and smut. 7/10. Fic:  @squaddreamcourt‘s Initiation.

Lucien/Elain/Azriel (Eluciel):  The obvious solution to all shipping wars. Elain helps her boyfriends get their heads on straight because yeah, they’re all in love with each other, this works out. Both majorly fluffy and majorly kinky. Bonus points for mutual pining with Lucien and Az. 10/10. Fic:  @pterodactylichexameter‘s drabble here, @squaddreamcourt‘s The Sandwoman, and @cass-ian has a fantastic WIP in the works for this ship, so keep a lookout!

Lucien/Kallias/Viviane (Kalluciane):  Because Kallias and Viviane’s story is really sweet but I want to ship Kallias with Lucien. I think it would work. 7/10 for who knows how this would be, really. Fic:  I don’t think anyone’s even considered this before, so there’s absolutely nothing.

Lucien/Elain/Tarquin (Eluquin):  Summertime and the living is easy... basically the most relaxed, easy-going Lucien ship. Lots of happiness and softness, fluff and smut galore. 11/10 for the aesthetic of at least 5 of the 7 Courts in one ship. Fic:  no actual fic, but there’s a fantastic headcanon post here by @cataclysmic-star!

Lucien/Feyre/Rhysand (Feyrhycien):  Plays on how loyal Lucien is in a really good way. Bonus points for neither of them being an absolute dick to him like they were for most of ACOWAR. 9/10. Fic:  @squaddreamcourt‘s  To Kneel Before The Night.

Lucien/Rhysand/Tamlin (Lusandin):  I have no words for this. It’s all Harry’s fault, honestly. As most of these ships are. But this one more than most. ???/10. Fic:  @squaddreamcourt‘s  When In Rome.

[faellyrian-warriors]

the classic: ACOTAR

fandom: acotar

~ this is getting a little high school AU but I’m having too much fun not to ~

Best Dressed: Mor and Rhysand are constantly trying to outdo andout-dress one another, in the end, both are voted best dressedClass Clown: CassianBiggest Drama Queen/King: Mor makes a fuss out of e v e r y t h i n g, but Amrenis the biggest drama queen (untilthe King of Hybern comes to town and whoops he’s even worse) (although the Suriel is behind the scenes, spreading all the gossip)Best Hair: Cassian, but also Mor, but also Cassian (yet anotherMorrigan competition (see? always making a fuss))Wittiest: Lucien (and he definitely throws the most shade)Best Bromance: brotp is Feyre/Mor, but brot3 is Cas/Rhys/AzCutest Couple That Never Was: Rhycien!! (Nessian too, except they started dating the week school ended)Most Athletic: Cassian, but Azriel is a close secondMost Spirit: Amren (ever since Amren iscanonically a huge sports fan, I can’t get an image out of my head of Amren standing on thebleachers, face painted, and waving a foam hand the size of hertorso)Best Eyes: RhysandMost Likely to Succeed: Rhys again, he would have been that first grader who used pocket money to buy candy, sold it for a profit at lunch, and then had an undercover candy business throughout elementary schoolMost Likely to do Anything for Money: Eris. He will fuck you up and holds no alliances other than who pays better, and he’ll accept just about anything as payment (sex, drugs, actual money, you name it)Most Talented: literally everyone, but Feyre is voted most talented due to her paintingsBiggest Flirt: Cassian! and MorFriendliest: Mor and ElainBiggest Heartbreaker: Cassian has flings and breaks hearts; Nesta doesn’tgive people the time of day and breaks hearts; Azriel doesn’t realize half theschool is in love with him and breaks heartsCutest Couple: Feyre and Rhys are disgusting, but adorable; everyone is really waiting for the sexual tension between Nesta and Cassian to be resolvedBiggest Character Development: Feyre and Rhysand (but tbh that’s really only because we follow them more closely so w0w of course they develop further and honestly I’m just waiting on the rest of Nesta’s character development)

[accidental-rambler]

hi~ i found your rhycien fanfic the other day by chance and i was wondering if you will ever keep writing it? i'm sorry if this bothers you: you don't have to answer if that's the case.

Hello!

Don’t be sorry, of course you’re not bothering me, you’re so kind :) It’s always nice to know that someone’s interested in one of my stories.

And to answer your question - I don’t know, to be perfectly honest. I will do my best because rhycien is an AWESOME pairing but the gist of it is, after acowar, I’m not that into this universe anymore (or anything sjm), apart from still somewhat caring about some of the characters.

So I guess the best I can give you is who knows, I will try xD

Hope you have a nice weekend :)

Kate

[valamerys]

so with that last batch of rhycien headcanons, i realized that you picture them both as princes, whereas i always pictured it w rhys as a v young high lord and lucien still an autumn prince. but now this begs the question: does rhys' family know about this affair?? did he get an awkward, formal letter from his father being like "it is inappropriate as crown prince to be spending your generous allowance that comes from the royal treasury on sex gifts for your equally inappropriate paramour. (1/?)

this is...... So Good. where to start.

ok well first of all Rhys’ dad definitely knows about the gifts. he employs the best spies on the continent, and one of them has the unfortunate job of reporting to the high lord of the night court what his ridiculous heir is getting into this week. but Rhys is wise to this, and so has his own spies deliberately leaking increasingly ridiculous rumors about who, specifically, his lover is, so that by the time Dad hears that it might be Beron’s youngest son that’s getting this fucking portrait, that sounds exactly as unlikely as half the other people on the list, so he essentially gives up with a “whatever, as long as no one’s about to enact political sabotage on us because you’re sending their spouse dick pics, it’s fine” (i do love the letter u wrote tho LMAO)

(Rhys’ dad is smart as hell but No Fun At All and he got saddled with the most absurd charismatic overdramatic scheming son,,,,, the high lord of the night court is Tired)

Rhys’ mom supports rhycien fully and probably has met lucien and likes him very much. (it wasn’t like super official or anything because Rhys is trying to play it Cool. u know how it is.) and I support everything u said about Rhys’ sister. They are partners in crime and she helps get Dad off the scent but suggesting people Rhys might be fucking that he definitely isn’t. She and Mor go shopping for the worst sex toys they can find for Rhys to send Lucien and it’s beautiful.

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Chapter 16

 - (pg. 158) Rhycien vibesssssssssss

 - (pg. 159) I love that Amren calls Lucien “the handsome one.” I love Amren in general.

 - (pg. 161) Did SJM just forget about the “if the halves of the book are put together, it’ll waken dangerous old beings” thing?

 - (pg. 162) there has got to be a better nickname than “mate” please stop

 - (pg. 163) It’s a damn shame the whole “what happened to Miryam and Drakon’s island?” thing turned out to be so lame.

 - (pg. 164) I get Feyre’s concern for Rhys, but she’s upset every time he’s concerned for her safety, so I also feel like there’s a sort of weird double standard there?

 - (pg. 164-166) It confounds me that someone can base their entire plot on slavery and social justice and yet completely fail on those counts when it comes to the real world.

 - (pg. 164) So... the South is the “Black Land”? That rub anyone else the wrong way?

 - (pg. 167) I’m starting to get bored. This is now nearly 10 pages of straight explanation. Couldn’t she have spread it out somehow?

 - “Brilliant. Utterly brilliant, to keep them so focused and fearful of each other that they stayed away.” (pg. 167) enough with the rhys worship already it’s not that brilliant

 - (pg. 170) That Mor-Amren-Feyre dynamic is actually very interesting. Because... they’re all right. Feyre’s sisters have been hurt, so she wants to protect them. Amren said something hurtful, so Mor wants her to apologize. What Amren’s saying is accurate. They’re all right. Why couldn’t we have seen more of this kind of conflict?

 - (pg. 170) And again with the Rhys-worship about how he gave Feyre a choice blah blah blah. I’m so over it.

 - (pg. 171) And then the Feyre-Rhys conflict. I thought that was interesting too. COME ON WHY IS THERE NOT MORE INTER-CHARACTER CONFLICT IN THIS BOOK IT’S THE BEST PART

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Officially ordered a stylus from Amazon

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in 2 days I will be drawing a Rhycien Heathers AU because this is the best idea I’ve ever had in my entire life