Me(halfway Through Cc): WHAT THE FUCK HUNT!!

people be like all the fae males portray toxic musculanity with ripped muscles and stuff. well did you expect hundreds of years old warriors who are training everyday since they were born to have belly fat.

sometimes I just read that line for mental peace

I think one of the reasons why I actually enjoyed ACOSF is because it gave us un-YA censored Rhys

i dont care what yall have to say about cc all the hate and stuff towards it.

i loved it every single part of it. i mean just look at danika and bryce how can someone not love them. And omg lehabah is my smol baby. and the ending was just out of this world and i literal felt soo much pain.

just waiting for cc2 and ik its gonna be awesome

what, so he has a river estate and yet we haven’t gotten an anthony-bridgerton-wet-shirt scene from Rhys? CRIMES

Friendly Reminder

chaol really married yrene without dorian being present there.

Feyre was really hated because she didn’t want to starve..she’s blamed for “enabling” her father into not doing anything because him sitting on his ass for years wasn’t clear enough for her useless family, because she didn’t want to see everyone die and was psychologically and emotionally abused for it and she got no apology or closure for it….

You can dislike Rhys or disagree with his actions (lord knows he fucks up sometimes) but that doesn't make him like...an objectively "bad" character, nor does it make people who like him bad people or people who condone abuse seriously what

me trying to continue the book after reading my favourite character’s death

feysand baby things i can’t stop thinking about

nyx in little purple onesies

his tiny wings getting stronger each day, flapping while being held but not yet flying

how tiny he is in cassian’s arms

playing with azriel’s shadows, giggling when they twirl around his head

playing with cas and az’s siphons

his little baby fists gripping rhy’s talons in his hands as if to say ‘i have those too!’

being obsessed with the planets in rhys’ study, so much so rhys makes one for his nursery

coming into his powers, sneezing out clouds of starlight

his magic changing based on his mood. when he’s happy it’s all constellations but when he’s fussy it’s rhys’ brand of darkness

rhys holding him in his study with feyre’s portrait looking over them when she’s away on court business

rhys freaking out when the baby accidentally falls over or coughs a little too loudly ‘feyre get the healer!’ (feyre meanwhile tosses the baby around ‘and he’s fine’)

no one:

literally no one:

me(whenever something slightly inconvenient happens): should i just die is that what you want UNIVERSE?