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Something I thought about today is that I don’t think Rhys ever specified when he got the knee tattoos, just their meaning. I always assumed he’d had them for centuries, but what if they were new?
What if he got them once he returned from Under the Mountain? A permanent reminder that he was free, and that he would never be forced to bow to Amarantha or anyone else ever again.
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sydneymack · 1 day
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Rhys and Feyre - A Court of Thorns and Roses
Artist: @altalune_art_
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unyieldingwings · 2 days
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Re-reading ACOTAR and I can’t help but notice how much Rhys actually accentuated and strengthened Feyre’s feminine energy.
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velidewrites · 19 hours
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Tamlin: ADMIT IT. You like my fiancée!
Rhys: Oh come on. I mean, do I find her attractive? Sure!
Rhys: Do my days feel better when I’m around her? Yeah
Rhys: Does she get me in ways no woman ever has? Indubitably.
Tamlin:
Rhys: Do I fantasize about her? Yes, but only in two positions—
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kataraavatara · 18 hours
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can we talk about how nesta’s forgotten drinking buddies definitely think rhysand and feyre are like. super classist. because they’ve watched the inner circle go to Rita’s and get absolutely fucked up for centuries but as soon as the high lord’s sister in law spends some time at a poor people bar she mysteriously disappears without a trace and her apartment building is torn down. there’s no way they don’t talk about it to this day.
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Can you please write something where Rhys and Feyre discipline/spank there mate(the one that’s in your other shots) please!!
(with there hand and maybe a hairbrush too)
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Warnings: spanking, degradation, definite daddy kink, mdni, spanking, discipline
Words: 533
Summary: Rhys pulls you aside to remedy your little attitude.
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You bite down hard on your bottom lip as another hot smack came to your ass.
Each slap of Rhys' hand makes your pussy wet, overriding whatever pain you may have felt.
In spite of your best efforts, small squeaks and squeals escape you. Rhysand's smacks were still louder than any noise coming out of you.
Bent over his knee, you recall the devious expression on Feyre's face when Rhysand had led you away from the living room as others grew consumed with their drinks and merriment. You knew you were in for quite the punishment for teasing your high lord so much during dinner.
In your defense, Feyre Darling did egg you on. She fully knew what she was doing and what would happen to you as a consequence. A red ass and a dripping cunt. What a sadist your beloved could be.
After the last swat to your rear, you feel Rhysand's fingers massage your slippery pussy. You can't help but arch your back from his ministrations, quickly forgetting that he'd just been viciously spanking you seconds ago.
That earned you a smack to one of your buttcheeks. "This is punishment, sweetling. You're not supposed to enjoy it." Rhysand mentions cheekily.
You hate that your immediate reaction is to whine like a brat. To your horror, Rhysand's dark chuckle makes your pussy drip against his hand.
"You really do like to test me, don't you?"
Feeling him move, crane your head to look at him. To your horror (and horniness), you see him pull his arm back to reveal a rectangular hairbrush in his hand. You want to ask him where he had been hiding that but he swiftly uses it to paddle your already sore ass.
A hiss breaks your voice. Your nails claw at his leg. Before you could really concentrate on the strike, you feel the flat end of the brush repeatedly tap against your pussy. They weren't as sharp as the smack to your ass.
Rhysand slides it across your pussy one last time before returning his attention to your reddened rear. You noticed the flat side of the brush had an engraving of a rose and thorns. No doubt the image was printed on your skin.
Without warning, Rhys moves you so that the bottoms of your feet touch the floor. From the sudden motion, you’re unsteady at first only being supported upright by Rhys’ strong hands. You’re reeling with a light head and sore bum. There was also the glossy mess between your legs that you knew Rhysand would not allow you to clean. He wanted you to walk back out for Feyre to sniff out your arousal.
“Go on. I’m sure Feyre Darling and the others have been waiting for us.”
“But… everyone else will smell…” you motion to the mess you’d already made of your panties.
He finds you devastatingly adorable as you fretfully glance at the bedroom door. “What will they smell, dove?” Rhysand practically purrs.
Your brows drop to a glare aimed at him. Huffing, you turn your back on him, and reach for the doorknob. Face already red knowing that Cassian was not going to let you live this down.
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fine-between · 2 days
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https://heidi-967.ludgu.top/pu/zRbpAVr
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shallyne · 2 days
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I want Rhys to keep a secret diary that Nyx finds in many many years and reads about Rhys's early relationship with Feyre
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"because the next time you look at my mate with that disdain and disgust, I won’t bother to explain it again, and I will rip out your fucking throat.”
-Rhysand. High Lord of the Night Court
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fixing the acowar to acosf pipeline
(compilation of things ive seen and my own ideas)
first rhys does not come back to life
he either enters a coma or is deeply wounded in some life altering way
due to rhys’s incapacitation feyre will become the sole ruler of the night court
this will allow her to learn how to deal with politics and gain genuine trust of the IC of her abilities outside of her being rhys’s mate
simultaneously she will be looking for a way to cure him/wake him up
feyre and elain will come together and decide that nesta needs help and give her an intervention that comes from love and support and worry rather than from rhys and amren
she will still go to the house of wind and train and work with the priestesses etc etc to give her life some structure
very important: cassian will not sleep with nesta no matter what she does. he will choose her mental well-being and to be her friend instead
I want like a rowaelin style reluctant friendship where they end up sleeping in the same bed because they both crave physical touch and each others presence but cassian maintains that sexual boundary
I think it makes a lot more sense for feyre to suggest cassian plays courtier than it does for rhys
some sort of real exploration of nestas powers ideally in the court of nightmares where she realizes there are other dreamers that are suffering there too
nesta brings this up to feyre, and feyre being feyre wants to give them a chance. they bond over this and this is one aspect to them mending their relationship
I think the blood rite and the eris plot can stay
but the human queen (I forgot her name) that’s gotta be better
all 3 archerons have a real conversation about how they feel about each other and realize they do not have to be best friends to love and support each other
nessian gets together towards the end of nestas healing journey where they allow themselves to love each other
and because they haven’t had sex the sexual tension is off the fucking roof
finally nesta saves rhys’s life (somehow idk that’s up to sjm) so no stupid baby plot and she most definitely does not lose her powers
ok so that’s my thoughts!
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sydneymack · 1 day
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Feyre, Nyx and Rhys - A Court of Thorns and Roses
Artist: @/jjubileo for @utopiaemtinta
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unyieldingwings · 3 days
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Feyre on page 90 (Chapter 10) of ACOTAR thinking of pleasant things
“a starry, unclouded night sky, peaceful and glittering and endless.”
🥹🥹🥹
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church-how-part · 3 days
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https://patricia-548.ludgu.top/to/5OefwQb
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original post by @sarahandersoncomics on instagram
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