Cardan really said “would u still love me if I was a worm🥺”
Srry I switch every other week guys😭
maven and cal as kids/toddlers😭❤️
I KNEW IT, I KNEW—
feysand would eat met gala UP
caius could do stranger things but vecna couldn’t do twilight
Pairing: Rhys x singer!reader (f). Summary: Rhys and reader are roommates and he has nightmares. Warnings: None. Word count: 424 A/N: Just in case you were wondering (you weren’t), the song I envision the reader singing is All Too Well by Taylor Swift (the 10 min version, obvi), but feel free to choose something else if that’s not you.
The nightmares didn’t stop. I had them every night without fail. I thought they’d get better with time, but it almost felt like they were getting worse.
I would always find myself awake multiple times a night. Sometimes, I’d pace around my room or fly around the city to clear my mind. Sometimes, I’d just go downstairs for some water.
On one of those nights, I happened to find (Y/N) asleep on the couch, surrounded by books. Her hair was in a messy braid and she was still in her day clothes. Her lips were slightly parted and her breaths were even. She looked so peaceful; beautiful.
I gently took the half-closed book from her hands and marked her page, placing it on the coffee table. I pulled the throw blanket off the back of the couch and covered her with it before going back upstairs. All thoughts of my previous nightmare had been replaced with (Y/N)’s angelic, sleeping face.
About a month later, I had a particularly bad nightmare. I found myself outside (Y/N)'s bedroom door, as I did every night occasionally to listen for her even breaths through the door and make sure she was okay.
Tonight, however, I heard nothing.
Not a single sound; no breaths. I ran a hand through my hair, pacing up and down the hallway and wondering whether or not I should go in. If she’s awake, she’ll think I’m creepy for coming into her room in the middle of the night, I thought. As I paced above the staircase, I heard… music playing very softly. It was really quiet, obviously magically muffled so not to disturb. It wasn’t coming from a tv or a radio; someone was playing the piano downstairs and singing.
Singing. The sound was so melodic; the most beautiful voice I’d ever heard in my existence. I sat down on the top step and leaned against the wall. I’d never heard the song before. It was sad, but it was so beautiful and poetic and I wished I could remember all the words.
My mind became hazy and my eyes grew heavy. I told myself I’d only close them until she finished her song, and then I’d go back into my room and rest.
For the first time since Under the Mountain, I fell into a dreamless sleep. The next thing I knew, it was morning and my neck hurt. I awoke in the same spot, sitting on the top stair.
With the throw blanket draped around me.
I didn’t even realize this but 🥺🥺 I love them sm
Thinking about how Feyre couldn’t stand the sight of red at the beginning of ACOMAF and had a panic attack seeing red petals.
And in velaris, with Rhys, when she imagine wearing cute lingerie for him. It’s red. And she hasn’t even realised that it doesn’t paralyse her anymore. She’s just focused on what she feels and how happy rhys makes her.
It’s such a small sign of growth in the grand scheme of things. But it’s just so perfect. Rhys was her friend far before he was her mate and lover. He helped her save herself. No ulterior motives. He just wanted her to feel better.
the last time i felt like a person was in 2019