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I spent like two and a half hours today just fucking with the colors and lighting. Bluer light? Yellower light? Solid color rectangle? Gradients? Yes shadows/no shadows, black chains/white chains?

Feyre and Rhys - A Court of Thorns and Roses

So a bit of a laugh here, as the only remedy that worked to sedate my panic earlier this month of having to wait 36 hours on the 12th floor in a 50+ year old hotel through a tornado-prone hurricane at the start of the first vacation I’ve had in several years is: comic relief doodling.

And the one that has been sitting on the backest of back burners has been to showcase one of Rhysand’s greatest and unrivaled abilities. No one has come close to the proficiency and technique this high lord has honed for hundreds of years, the accuracy and precision never faltering, even while simultaneously throwing insults disguised beneath witty retorts, or gate-crashing weddings to keep very important appointments.

Nay, you all may fawn over the wings, the winnowing, the darkness, but I will whip out my foam finger and clap my hands each time a spec of invisible lint is vanquished on the page. ☝️😤

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feysand, nessian and elriel

Feyre and Rhys - A Court of Thorns and Roses

Meeee likey 👀

Rhys and Feyre - A Court of Thorns and Roses

Three Brothers and Three Sisters

Rhys and Feyre - A Court of Thorns and Roses

Rhys and Feyre - A Court of Thorns and Roses

Happy Halloween Eve anon! I've been trying to save this one because I know that there will be more spooky Feysand coming out in celebration, but I've decided I'm just going to reblog this post to add them so that y'all can all get in the spooky, monster-fucking spirit 😌

For the sake of brevity, let's assume the majority of these are dub-con and enter at your own risk.

Vampire!Feysand:

Bite Me, Prick by @elentiyawhitethorn

Violent Delights by @the-lonelybarricade (I hear she's nice)

Creatures of the Night by @isterofimias

Invisible Thread by @a-courtofdreams

The Creature of Nótt by @msfeyredarling

Demon!Feysand:

Pretty Little Witch by @abraxos-and-ataraxia

The Music of the Night by @the-lonelybarricade

and if I get burned, at least we were electrified by @quakeriders

Bound for More by starry_soul (not technically a demon b/c the monster is never specified)

Gods!Feysand:

I'd Rather Be a Real Nightmare by @separatist-apologist

No Slow Dancing in the Dark by @iambutmortal

The Sandman by @velidewrites

werewolf!Feysand:

Tell Me I'm a Wreck by @separatist-apologist

Howling Moon by @writtenonreceipts (not monsterfucking per se, but a really fun story that I recommend!!)

Other Monster Varieties:

Meet Me In the Woods by @paranoidbagel - baobhan sith Feyre x human Rhys

Be a Doll, Darling by @the-lonelybarricade coming soon as a Halloween treat 👀

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Elriel in Velaris 🫶

https://archiveofourown.org/works/38785374

https://archiveofourown.org/works/22699450

Ooof, same. The fuck-or-die UtM fics are something else 🥵 I don't think there's very many more following that exact premise, but there's:

The Bottom of a Cup by LadyRevolution - Essentially Feysand UtM sex-pollen orchestrated by Amarantha

My Hate Me If It Helps fic has that sex-pollen/fuck-or-die aspect but is set mid-acomaf instead of UtM

I'd Rather Be a Real Nightmare by Separatist-Apologist - has the fuck or die premise, but with dark!Rhys (Dead Dove)

In a similar vein there's also

All He Thinks About is Me by Separatist-Apologist where Rhys decides to punish Feyre for not cleaning the lentils from his fireplace (Dead Dove)

Feyre’s dress in ACOTAR.

His throat bobbed. “And you are High Lady of the Night Court.”

“Indeed she is.”

My blood stopped at the voice that drawled from behind me.

At the scent that hit me, awoke me. My friends began smiling.

I turned.

Rhysand leaned against the archway into the sitting room, arms crossed, wings nowhere to be seen, dressed in his usual immaculate black jacket and pants.

And as those violet eyes met mine, as that familiar half smile faded …

My face crumpled. A small, broken noise cracked from me.

Rhys was instantly moving, but my legs had already given out. The foyer carpet cushioned the impact as I sank to my knees.

I covered my face with my hands while the past month crashed into me.

Rhys knelt before me, knee to knee.

Gently, he pulled my hands away from my face. Gently, he took my cheeks in his hands and brushed away my tears.

I didn’t care that we had an audience as I lifted my head and beheld the joy and concern and love shining in those remarkable eyes.

Neither did Rhys as he murmured, “My love,” and kissed me.

-A Court of Wings and Ruin, Chapter 14.