Cassian : It’s dark as fuck in here, anyone got a flashlight ?
Rhys : Yeah, hang on
Rhys : *picks up Feyre, kisses her cheek *
Feyre :
Feyre : *starts to glow*
Cassian : 𝒲𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒻𝓊𝒸𝓀
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Cassian : It’s dark as fuck in here, anyone got a flashlight ?
Rhys : Yeah, hang on
Rhys : *picks up Feyre, kisses her cheek *
Feyre :
Feyre : *starts to glow*
Cassian : 𝒲𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒻𝓊𝒸𝓀
Azriel: Hi, I'm Cassian's emergency contact.
Emergency Room Healer: You're here to pick him up?
Azriel: I'm here to remove myself as his emergency contact.
Feyre: We decided that if, Cauldron forbid, anything happens to us, we would like Nesta and Cassian to be Nyx's god parents
Nesta: That is great news! Nyx! When something horrible happens, you'll be all mine!
Rhysand: It really is an 'if' situation
Nesta, taking Nyx: All mine!
Lucien: My mate is still ignoring me...
Vassa: Hey, don't worry about it! Sooner or later she'll wake up and see you great this is! *points at Lucien's heart*
Jurian: She's right! You've got great tits!
Vassa: I actually meant his heart but yeah his tits are great too!
Lucien: ...
Hey guys. I have a question for you.
How is it even possible to find a man, whom you would love, if we have perfect, muscular, handsome, awesome and brilliant Cassian from acotar?
I don't know. Just don't know how to live with it.
Azriel: I feel like I can be myself around you.
Nesta: You're weird and quiet around me.
Azriel: Yes.
Feyre: Next time you call in the bargain, we’re enemies!
Rhys,in his head: Enemies to lovers, slowburn, angst with happy ending, 300k+words
*Lucien reading Clifford the Big Red Dog Book*
Nyx: How did he get so big? Do they ever say?
Lucien: Well, Emily's love for him grew. So did he.
Nyx: Well, your dogs are small. So what does that say about you?
Lucien, angrily shutting the book: YOU'RE SMALL. WHAT DOES THAT SAY ABOUT YOUR PARENTS??