No Bc If Sjm Phrased The Rhys And Feyre War Camp Scene Like This No One Would Have A Problem With It.

“I think,” he said eventually, so faintly that it seemed like his mind was elsewhere, “you do yourself a disservice by refusing to hope."

Emorie ♡

I really want them to be together 🥺

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honestly at this point i no longer use hashtags that get my posts seen yk. like this is my personal rant space, the point is not the amount of people that sees my post. it's for me.

Sjm has a wing kink

"Rhys doesn’t mind sharing" 👀

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i need holy water.

Darling, I'm a Daydream Dressed Like a Nightmare

Summary: When Lucien goes to the Night Court to update Feyre and Rhys the Spring Court, they would like to thank Lucien for his services in the naughtiest way possible.

Written for @sjmkinkmeme​ and also a massive thank you to @separatist-apologist​ for beta reading

Pairing: Feyre Archeron x Rhysand x Lucien Vanserra

Word Count: 4k

Content Warning: Dubious Consent, Explicit Cheating

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Lucien hated the Court of Nightmares.

Rhysand’s underground court made his skin crawl, reminded him far too much of Amarantha. How Rhys could stand it after being trapped for fifty years, Lucien didn’t know. He was surprised Feyre hadn’t ordered it demolished, if only as a favor to her mate.

Still, when the High Lord and Lady of the Night court summoned him there to give his monthly report on Spring, he had no option other than to show up, not while they offered him the only employment he was likely to find.

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SJM couples + “I’d walk into the burning heart of hell itself to find you.”

(contains HOSAB spoilers)

Elide + Lorcan, Empire of Storms

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Lysandra + Aedion, Kingdom of Ash

Nesta + Cassian, A Court of Wings and Ruin

Bryce + Hunt, House of Sky and Breath

+ Bonus: Ruhn & Lidia, House of Sky and Breath

ᶦ ˢᵖʸ ʷᶦᵗʰ ᵐʸ ˡᶦᵗᵗˡᵉ ᵗᶦʳᵉᵈ ᵉʸᵉ ᵗᶦⁿʸ ᵃˢ ᵃ ᶠᶦʳᵉᶠˡʸ ᵃ ᵖᵉᵇᵇˡᵉ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ʷᵉ ᵖᶦᶜᵏᵉᵈ ᵘᵖ ˡᵃˢᵗ ʲᵘˡʸ ᵈᵒʷⁿ ᵈᵉᵉᵖ ᶦⁿˢᶦᵈᵉ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵖᵒᶜᵏᵉᵗ ʷᵉ ᵃˡᵐᵒˢᵗ ᶠᵒʳᵍᵒᵗ ᶦᵗ ᵈᵒᵉˢ ᶦᵗ ᵉᵛᵉʳ ᵐᶦˢˢ ʷᶦᶜᵏˡᵒʷ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵗᶦᵐᵉˢ

okay but just imagine

SJM child all grown up & reading ACOSF and ACOMAF ch 55 and be like: