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starryhiraeth · 10 months

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Toddler Headcannons

Acotar & Tog

PT 1 here-

Acotar pregnancy Headcannons

(Btw I’m so sorry it’s been so long, I’ve been doing my exams and I’ve been so busy with them but I’m back so please feel free to request anything)

(There might be spelling errors, idk I did read through it but it’s anyones guess at this point🤷‍♀️)

Rhys-

•He might as well shout from the tallest mountain that he has a daughter

•Will bring her EVERYWHERE, even high lord meetings, she’s just sitting there ether on yours or his lap, or she’s playing with toys in front of you

•You cant tell me Rhys isn’t the parent to dress his kids in thousands worth of designer clothes that they are going to grow out of within like a month anyway

•SPOILED FUCKING ROTTEN, she is SO cheeky, most times her giggles will echo throughout the halls. She has absolutely NO FILTER, at the high lords meeting she’ll point a Beron and repeat what she heard Rhys say when talking about him “Ginger cunt” it was quite an awkward meeting after that

• He literally can’t say no to her, and she knows this, all she has to do is the puppy/baby doll eyes and she gets whatever she wants

Azriel-

•Your two daughters are polar opposites, of course they had Illyrian wings and Az’s hair but they have your eyes and Az adores it, he’s very protective over his daughters

• Thea is much more gentle than her sister, when she was younger she was scared of her shadows but now they are a comfort to her and Az taught her how to wrap them around herself like a blanket (she has gotten stuck a couple times tho)

•She usually does that blanket thing whenever she’s snuggling with Az, they are both very calm so she defo a daddies girl

•Petra is a mini psycho, not really but she is much more wild, when she was a baby she would have massive tantrums whenever she wasn’t near you, she’s a mummas girl, and was never scared of her shadows but instead used them to freak out her sister #sistertings

•Like I said, Petra was much more wild, like she would act first and think later, this stresses Az out SO MUCH because he’s scared something will happen to her but it brings him comfort when he sees her finally calm while asleep laying on you whilst your on the sofa

Cass-

•Goes flying with Jaxs almost everyday, it gives you a mini heart attack every time but you trust that he won’t drop him, Cassian would rather fly into a volcano then put your son at risk

•Jaxs is prone to having tantrums, he doesn’t mean to be stroppy, he is just very emotional and doesn’t know how to explain is and so he cries and sometimes hits

•The first time Jaxs hit you in a tantrum, he was 2, it wasn’t hard and he tried hugging your after but Cassian was pissed, he put Jaxs on the naughty step and was scared his son would just get more violent, to which you had to explains that Jaxs just had big emotions for a small child and is learning

•After that you all fell asleep in an armchair, you in Cassian’s lap and Jaxs in yours, somehow it was beautiful and chaotic, Cassian held you both closer and couldn’t remember a time when he had been so happy

•When he’s not unhappy, Jaxs is the most rambunctious, you can’t count how many times he’s come to you with a red mark on his face because he ran into a glass door, he’s a sweetie though and such a carbon copy of his father, also I can totally see Cassian wearing those baby carries that go across the front, with no shame, he’s comfortable in his masculinity

(Btw, he’s still hung up on the fact that you didn’t let him call Jaxs Cassian Jr)

Lucien-

•Lucien is very warm, idk how to explain it but I imagine him giving very homely vibes

•Kalea is the same, she likes staying close to her parents and really likes nature, so much that every Saturday you all go on walks in the country side

•There, Kalea chases butterfly’s and picks flowers, though the orange ones are always here favourite

•She doesn’t really have a favourite parent, she just finds comfort in both of you and is a little cautious meeting those she doesn’t know but when she gets to know then she is super cute

•You two are Lucien’s entire world, nothing, and I mean nothing could make him happier then playing board games in pyjamas as a family, Infront if the firelight whilst the sun sets

Eris-

•So-Berons dead!

•Anyway, he DOES make tiny thrones next to yours and his for your sons, Idris is the older one but Maël is the one who acts older, Idris is the one accidentally setting trees on fire whilst Maël judges from a distance

• Maël will usually be found in your lap, playing with whatever necklace you have on and trying to relax when suddenly Idris, with the tips of his hair on fire comes running through the hallways yelling like a madman and 2 seconds later Eris is running after him

•After that Maël will probably mutter something like “They crazy mama” to which you just nodded

•Eris will make some serious changes to the decor in your house, whilst growing up all Eris remembers is the lifeless dark hallways so he changes that immediately, he is determined to be better than his father and give his children a happy childhood

Helion-

•Yuna is the probably one of the most spoiled children ever! And I mean like- if it were a modern AU her room would be worth like 30Mil by the age of 5

•Her favourite colour is gold and she is absolutely covered in it! Gold clothes, gold jewellery, gold glitter, gold everything!

•speaking of gold glitter, it’s everywhere! And if you think for one second that Helion is embarrassed to be covered in gold glitter then I’ll just let you know that he is the one who keeps buying it for her, He wears the glitter and wears it proud!

•Your lives are luxuriant! Just imagine, in a row, Helion, you, Yuna, all in massage chairs with cucumbers on your eyes and face masks in silk robes detailed with golden flakes…you lucky bitch

•Yuna will sit on her fathers throne ALL THE TIME, she’ll be high lady one day and she knows it, actually there were many times where you sat on Helion lap on your throne and Yuna had a mischievous smile on her face as she sat on her fathers throne all by herself

Dagdan-

•Okay so- Rune and Zara kind of hate each other, they are always arguing and I don’t mean normal sibling arguments, it actually worries you and since Dagdan thinks that twins are important and doesn’t like them fighting, he’ll sit them in a room and tie there hands together when they argue. Think:

•and as much as you feel bad for your babies it kinda funny

•the only time the twins get along is when they are making CHAOS

•Setting the throne on fire ✅

Trying to jump into the cauldron ✅

Stealing their great uncles crown and throwing in a nearby river ✅✅✅

•You and Dagdan love them but sometimes you’ll put them in Brannagh’s room and just take off, for her to look after them for a couple days 😂

Tamlin-

•soooo- there was a joke on my last post in the comments about Tamlins kid being born with dark hair and purple eyes and as funny as I thought that was, I’ll continue will my original plan😂

•Tamlin originally thought he would want a son but when your daughter arrived he couldn’t have ask for anything more or different, he loves her more than life and have every plant based nickname for her “Petal” “rose” “Lily flower” and the list goes on

•Persephone is the sweetest child that ever was, she had Tamlins hair and your eyes and lots and lots of freckles, she also has dimples ☺️

•She is know an as the “The realms Joy” throughout spring court and the people love the little princess though Tamlin sometimes worries that the harshness of become a ruler will kill her happiness, you assure him that she’ll have people by her side to help her

•She does this really cute thing where she’ll go up to someone, usually you or her father and ask what your favourite flower is, it doesn’t matter if you’ve already told her, she’s little okay? She forgets these things!, anyway she’ll ask your favourite flower and after you say it she’ll nod her head and march out of the room only to return 25 minutes later with basket full of the flower that you named and maybe a couple weeds she’s just so happy she could give them to you and Tamlin will have them put in a vase every time, weeds and all

Im so sorry this took like a century to write 😂

Anyway, exams are over so I can write so much more now and I’m open to requests

I’m honestly kind of surprised how much I wrote for Tamlin, but I guess it’s Tamlin fans lucky day, your welcome 😉

Anyway ummm

Bai?❤️

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loonylooly · 8 months

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at this point i'm wondering what sarah is thinking when writing her love interests, like ok it's clear she finds them hot but like....are they good people

Rhys:

UTM lap dance shenanigans

throwing Feyre into danger constantly (Weaver, destroying cauldron, getting the book from Adriata, etc etc)

Still not doing jack shit about wing clippings in Illyria?? Emerie is right there, Rhysand, go enforce your damn laws

Insulting his wife's sister constantly

Almost killed his wife's sister cause she dared give her important medical information

Locked Lucien (MY BOY!!) in the house of wind

Locked Nesta in the house of wind

Didn't give Mor any warning that time he made her face her abusers and she cried i think (ngl i forgot most of it)

Ignoring Hewn City even tho...Kier is like the only bad guy we've seen from there?? Surely there's decent people in Hewn City, don't gotta make everyone suffer

Nesta windhaven kidnapping intervention so she stops spending Rhys' money (if it was really about her own sake, they would've put a stop to it much earlier)

Seemingly alienates everyone in Feyre's life that could and would stand up to Rhys for Feyre's sake. Lucien? Nah, shoo. Nesta? Nah, shoo. Weird thought but Tarquin? Yeah, makes her steal his book.

And last but DEFINITELY not least; demon baby wife death

HE COULD'VE TOLD FEYRE... OR ATLEAST NOT THREATENED TO KILL HER SISTER FOR TELLING HER WHEN HE HOULD'VE TOLD HER IN THE FIRST PLACE??

THERE'S PROBABLY MORE BUT MOVING ON

Cassian:

Barely ever stands up for Nesta in the IC

Aids in kidnapping Nesta to Windhaven so she stops spending whysand's money

Laughs at Nesta when she falls down the stairs

Aids in punishing Nesta for daring to tell Feyre important medical info

Constantly going agaisnt Nesta's wishes and trying to "save her" when she doesn't want him to

That one time Azriel asked Nesta if Cass had pushed her down the stairs...Like are we gonna ignore that?? Personally I'd have a quarter life crisis if my closest friend, who is like my sibling and has known me most of our lives, seriously entertained the idea that i would physically assault the girl I like

general aggressiveness all of ACOSF

aids in bulldozing Nesta's apartment

Rowan goddamn Whitehorn (Who I've yet to see people bashing him somehow,,, HoF rowan was like if ACOSF cassian had a horrific murder baby

Left his pregnant mate alone during a war cause he wanted to prove himself....like..idk man if i had the choice between war and taking care of my pregnant wife i'd pick the wife (did he know she was pregnant? i've kind of forgotten by now)

Rowan's kid would've been hundreds of years older than Aelin.....just think abt that

Literally everything he did to Aelin during training in HoF

Their argument where he PUNCHED HER IN THE FACE

Threatened to whip Aelin...I repeat....Threatened to whip Aelin, an ex-slave....

Told Aelin it'd be better if she died 10 years ago (unprovoked?? bitch you met her like 2 weeks ago just cause she's getting on your nerves doesn't mean you gotta wish DEATH upon her)

Literally was relieved to find out she was only 19 because if she was a few years older she could've been THE CHILD OF HIS BEST FRIEND.

No issue with marrying the cousin of his best friend's child....Imagine if he hadn't met Aelin first.. If he'd met Aedion first, Aelin would've always been the relative of his friend's son to him

FOR THE RECORD i hate all of the SJM age gaps but rowan and aelin's specifically irks me because Aelin LITERALLY CALLS HIM OLD throughout the WHOLE SERIES

Literally tells Aelin he doesn't care about what she's been through and that she is nothing to him after she confronts him for leaving her

Puts Luca in danger by sticking him on to a frozen lake with a monster inside where he'll DIE if Aelin can't save him

Funnily enough, some of the only seemingly decent person guys in SJM 1. Are completely forgotten about in the books or 2. SJM had to make them violently unlikeable

Like we've got:

Tarquin, seemed like a pretty good guy, rightfully pissed that the IC stole his family heirloom, shows up like twice in the books (LET HIM COME BACK SARAH I LOVE HIM)

Tamlin, was pretty decent in book 1, was made violently unlikeable in book 2 onwards

Chaol, very strong morals, generally a good person, loves his wife, made violently unlikeable and boring in late CoM, HoF, and QoS (ToD is one of my favorite books in the series, will praise ToD till the day I die, my boy EARNED his own book)

Aedion, seemed like a good person, strong morals, spent years trading his dignity for the sake of Terrasen, loved his cousin above all else, made violently unlikable in KoA (even tho I think he was justified in being angry about it, i'd be SO pissed)

Sartaq, good guy, strong morals, Nesryn's chapters were some of my favorites in ToD, Sartaq is one of my favorite SJM love interests, i'll never forgive author lady for forgetting about him in KoA (tho i guess she forgot about everyone from ToD? Yrene and Chaol are the only important ones, she barely even mentions Nesryn even though Nesryn's BEEN an integral part of the gang since QoS, giving her the Suki from ATLA treatment)

#acotar #sjm #sarah j maas #throne of glass #tog #anti rhysand #anti rowan #anti cassian #anti nessian #anti feysand #chaol westfall #sartaq #tarquin #tamlin #aedion ashryver #nesta deserves better

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lexluvswriting · 16 days

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L'autunno - Eris x balletdancer!fem!reader

☆ Ch: 2 [last page] [next page]

-> (CW): x fem!reader, slow-burn, rivals to lovers, tinkle of angst, fluff, non-specified identity, no specific time in storyline except it is a few months after Amarantha. Dual p.o.v!!

-> (TW): Eris Vanserra, slightly softer today, Lucien cameo!! Beron Vanserra is still a c-

W/C: 2.8k (what a coincidence)

╰┈➤ Lex's note: I hope this chapter was a bit more reader and Eris focused!! i wanted to add some backstory to Eris (even tho there isnt muchhh to go off, it is minorly ooc because i am embellishing a lil, teehee !) yes!! I did do a dual p.o.v!! I just thought it would be kinda cute, pls lmk how we feel abt it!!

A gentle breeze swept back the Lady of the Autumn Court’s hair as she sat out on her balcony. The moon dangled in the sky, and a small ball of auburn hair shifted in the lap of the Lady- two golden eyes blinking through baby tears up at the female who watched the moon with an expression Lucien had seen before, but could never name. There was angry yelling in the distance, deep within the manor as glass shattered and feet stomped around.

“Why does he always do that, mamma?” A little voice called out. The Lady sighed in response, lips parting to bestow more motherly reassurance when another voice answered.

“Because he’s a horrible man, Lucien.” Eris, stone faced despite his youth, stalked towards his mother and younger brother as he entered the balcony clearing.

Eris Vanserra was many things. A big brother. A good dancer, a cheater at all the games, a little fox. And he certainly wasn’t an idiot.

“Did he write to you again? Is that why he’s angry?” Silence hung on the end of his question, sliding off the words like a droplet of dew as the Lady extended her other arm, and ushered Eris closer. Both boys held their mother, who looked up at the sky with weary eyes.

But they weren’t weary- they were tired, but not exhausted. Sad but not miserable. It was like she was holding onto-

“I hoped to negotiate with your father about letting Lucien see… him. But it didn’t… work out well.” Her voice was hushed, like the whisper of a willow that swayed by the lake near the manor.

There it was. Hope.

“Why bother? You know he’ll only hit you. Why do you let him? Why can’t he- why can’t-” Anger bubbled up in Eris the same way it did in his father, and that only made the boy more angry as he pulled away, kicking a loose rock over the edge of the balcony.

“Why can’t he help you? And take you away from this?”

“But where will you go, Eri?” Lucien’s sleepy voice cooed, the little one rubbing at his eyes with chubby fists. Eris glared at his younger brother- as if he was foolish for not understanding.

“I would stay back with father- to make sure he…” The words constricted in his throat. The Lady of Autumn hugged Eris again, tears welling up in both pairs of eyes.

“I know. I know. You are so brave, Eris. My sweet little fox, the boy who would string up the world for me.” Her words were always flowery and poetic- they always made the tips of his ears go bright red, but tonight he allowed them to find their mark as he hugged his mother tightly while her kisses littered the side of his head. Little Lucien, who squirmed when he realised he was missing out on the affections, stood up on wobbly feet as he grabbed his mother’s hand.

“Mamma, if I hang the moon on a sting, will you kiss me too?”

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Your brows were furrowed in concentration as you planted your foot firmly on the ground, counting in before sucking in a breath as you went up on pointe, earning a grunt of approval from Gustav, who simply let the music play as you began to run through the steps of the solo.

“Wrong- immediately. Your transition from the pas de deux should be seamless- as if he wasn’t even there. They are focusing on you- You are the one with the power- you are the one with eyes following. They will be watching your every movement.”

Every word that left his mouth made you scowl harder, and your pirouettes became faster and faster, until you were a blur. A ‘thwack’ startled you, a stinging sensation against your thigh made you flinch and fall to the ground.

“Gus!”

“Wrong! All of it- wrong! What is wrong with you? Where is my jewel? Bring her back, instead of this monstrous thing. Money is on the line- my studio is on the line- prestige and fame for you is on. The. Line! Get it together. Again!” The orchestral backing seemed to rewind and restart, and your eyes glowered at the ballet master who simply inspected his nails, elbow leaning on his ‘discipline stick’, a thin, long piece of wood that ‘thwacked’ against the limbs of any sorry dancer who ‘lacked discipline’. You had been very familiar with it- an arch nemesis from youth, yet you let out a huff, which Gustav mocked, though you rolled your shoulders and resumed first position.

You danced- your arms swinging around as your legs carried you across the wooden floor. You saw glimpses of your reflection- and you weren’t at all displeased with what you saw. Strong, dedicated, pretty- Primrose would croon these at you prepared before a session, and they had found a mark in your heart as you paraded yourself around. You tried to push all the worries out of your mind for the moment, honouring the music that played by worshipping it with the graceful movements of your body, twirling and leaping- not like a dancer, but like a leaf on the wind. Like a stalk in the long grass. Like the pretty ember in a lantern.

Your heart raced in your chest, beating wildly despite the organised chaos of the accompaniment you danced to. All you had to do was dance- the rest would sort itself out, right? All you had to do was keep your head down, do your pretty dance, do it correctly and get the royal family of the Autumn court off your back. Then you could go back to being a normal dancer at a normal studio and pray that you weren’t swept up in the exodus that seemed to be occupying most of the Autumn Court. The shrill song of a violin pulled you out of the sea of thoughts just in time for you to complete a grand jeté before the coda started. As the steps got more complex- and dangerous, if you didn’t land them properly, you didn’t notice a bug eyed Gustav who had looked above to see a certain lordling glowering down at you- his russet irises blazing with an unreadable, but probably shrewd emotion as his eyes tracked your every movement while you danced.

You were having the time of your life- your blood always ran when you had to perform the more complicated sequences. Plié, pas de basque, pas de bourrée, glissade, a wondrous grand jeté- high enough for you to touch the ceiling if you really wanted to- land into another plié, and then, your favourite- the fouettes. You could get lost in these if you really wanted to, and perhaps you would, with the way you caught yourself smiling slightly in your reflection. Gustav hadn’t protested, or warned you not to go crazy, so you did the usual routine, body charging up to spin and spin and spin. A crescendo of the music made you stop spinning, and you saved yourself by doing a more ‘modern’ move as you tumbled across the floor, only to end up on your feet again, hands poised perfectly in the air in your finishing pose as the music slowly ceased. You laughed a little, amused at your ballet master’s silence before you noticed him staring at something, bug eyed and pale skinned. You realised he hadn’t looked at you at all, and your gaze followed, head tilting up until you noticed your voyeur, and froze momentarily.

What to do? Hiss? Swear? Burp really loudly and slouch? Throw something? A hiss from Gustav to ‘bow!’ made you slowly turn your head to look at him with blatant disgust, before your eyes slid back up to Eris, rolling them as your lip curled out and you let out a soft, delicate “Ugh.”

You heard something that sounded like a snarl and a squeak from Gus behind you, but you waved a hand, declaring airly, “I’m taking five!”

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Eris’ face was the last thing you saw in your mind as you went to the studio’s small cafe to purchase a well-earned treat. It’s certainly handsome. Well- Grumpy, miserable-looking, arrogant, snobbish and so so so many other wonderful adjectives. But you had to give him credit… He was… pretty.

The croissant you purchased was steaming hot, so you tossed it in its brown paper bag between both hands, fingertips suitably warmed against the cool autumn weather. You walked along the hallway, your eyes focused on the large, golden gilded framed portraits of various dancers who had also traisped about the hallway you ambled through, croissant in hand as you appreciated each stroke of paint which captured their serious, serene expressions. You stopped in front of a painting to take a bite out of your warm treat- the clerk claimed it was filled with raspberry coulis, but you figured she was lying after the first bite, where you had bitten into nothing but fluffy, buttery goodness. The second bite was as uneventful as the first, but it was the third that made you jolt, as a hot, raspberry-ness flooded your mouth, your hand cupping under the treat a few seconds too late, before you heard a ‘splat!’, peeking down and swearing softly as raspberry hit the marbled floor.

“Oh… bloody… fuck.” You hissed, glaring at the dark pink splat, before stomping back to get tissues, kneeling down at your mess and sighing irritatedly- that would have been the perfect bite if the filling didn’t try to jump down your throat.

“Charming.” A voice replied, and you noticed the tips of brown, shiny leather shoes near your knees, making your eyes narrow. Oh, for fuck’s sake.

Eris Vanserra peered down at you, his grating voice a drawl as you slowly craned your head to peer up at him with an unamused glare, to which his lips quirked to the side in a crooked smirk.

“I hope you won’t be this uncouth when you perform for my family.” You immediately stopped kneeling, lest to give him any more of an inflated ego than he already has, and glowered.

“I don’t really care what you nor your family think of me.”

“Charming, indeed.” He hummed, russet eyes filled with a smug gleam, the light seeming to dance in his irises the more you glowered and frowned at him. You both stared at each other, you more hostile in your gaze than he, before you turned away to distance yourself and ignore him, only for his grating voice to sound off again, your ears catching his reply a little too attentively for your liking.

“You’ll have to accompany me to the Equinox ball even after you dance, by the way. It is custom- and honourable for someone like… yourself.” His eyes slowly scanned your face, meeting your eyes before they found something else on you to hone in on.

Oh, brilliant. Here we go.

“Someone like myself?” You repeated, raising an eyebrow as irritation made itself known even more than before.

“Of course. Independent, apprehensive, different. I’m surprised you can even bear to be in those impossible costumes and tutus. It’s like putting a bonnet on a bear.” His smile- mocking, unserious, condescending, was all you could focus on- your ears twitching at his tone of voice.

‘Apprehensive? Different! I’ll show him apprehensive-’

“Hah! ‘Different’?” You kissed your teeth, nodding before standing in front of his face, raising your coulis filled croissant and taking an aggressive bite, letting a small, thick glob of raspberry splatter onto his shiny, pretty shoes. Eris let out a small grunt as he stepped back, glaring down at his shoes for a long time, before his gaze lifted up to you, only to see your back as you had stormed off promptly, croissant in hand.

“You have something on your face, by the way!” His voice called out, in what you could only figure was mockingly. A hand raised up to the corner of your mouth, and you swore under your breath, yet you doubled down.

“And you’ve got something on your shoes!”

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Eris blinked at the dancer down below, his eyes wide with awe. From the first time he had seen her at the start of the week, she managed to become more and more brilliant over time- as if each day that he didn’t see her, she became more talented and beautiful. [Y/N] was your name. [Y/N] [L/N].

He had seen you when you debuted for one of your more high-achieving roles- had taken his mother privately for a viewing of one of the ballets that had played in the amphitheatre when just after Amarantha had been destroyed- a celebration of freedom. Your rendition of Swan Lake, and your variation of the white and black swan had brought the Lady of Autumn to tears- how could a small thing like you capture the understanding of being trapped, of isolation and grief so beautifully? For a long time he had wondered about you- even at balls, where he waltzed around with other nameless women that could never compare to your poise and discipline- your fluidity and grace. Did you like to waltz? Were you shy and reserved? Angelic and sweet? Or were you alluring and confident? Seductive and playful?

Neither, he had decided when you looked up at him with your evident disdain, and your uncaring sneer. You were a third, greater thing. And you were absolutely magnificent. He realised there and then that he had to speak with you, even if just for a brief moment- he needed to feel the brunt of your fire firsthand. So when he had spied you walking through the halls so prettily, each step poised and perfect even off-duty, it made him feel strange. He just had to be close to you.

“Charming.” He mused, though he had paused when he realised he had spoken out loud. He wanted to correct himself, but your gaze knocked the air out of him, and he panicked- opting for his signature smirk to disguise his awkwardness.

‘Whatever is going on, snap out of it.’ He thought harshly, before blinking as he realised he had been staring- so he spoke again.

“I hope you won’t be this uncouth when you perform for my family.” His voice was smooth, cool and collected like it usually was, and he was amused by your glower. Were you this angry all the time? It was oddly endearing, in a strange, funny way. Cauldron, your gaze was unforgiving. He wondered how many stupid males had been on the end of it.

“I don’t really care what you nor your family think of me.” His ears twitched slightly at that tone, and something stirred within him, making him want to smile. Oh, you were really funny when you were upset.

“Charming, indeed.” He nodded, a smile growing on his face as he admired you, enjoying the banter you two seemed to share.

“You’ll have to accompany me to the Equinox ball even after you dance, by the way. It is custom- and honourable for someone like… yourself.” His eyes slowly scanned your face, and he hoped he didn’t sound too excited when he mentioned it. He’d get to waltz with you, and show off his skills, and hope that you’d be as impressed with him as he was with you. He was too excited indeed, though he was curious with the way your irritation grew.

“Someone like myself?” You repeated, and he wanted to laugh. You were so silly!

“Of course. Independent, apprehensive, different. I’m surprised you can even bear to be in those impossible costumes and tutus. It’s like putting a bonnet on a bear.” He joked, enjoying himself greatly as he caught your attention and held onto it as long as he did. You were quite apprehensive, yes. Very grouchy and unagreeable, but still certainly pretty. He was proud of his ‘bears in bonnets’ joke too- that usually worked wonders with anyone he mentioned it to.

So why were you still looking at him like that? And did you know about the smear of raspberry under your lower lip? He wanted to tell you, or wipe it off at least when you spoke again.

“Hah! ‘Different’?” You made a noise that he recognised as irritation, and Eris watched you shift your stance, as if you were aiming to lob the pastry you had been eating at him. Had he misspoke? He watched you move closer to him, his eyes on your mouth as you raised the croissant and bit into it messily, letting a small, thick glob of raspberry splatter onto his shoes.

How inconvenient.

Eris let out a small grunt as he stepped back, blinking dumbly at his shoes for a long time, before his gaze lifted up to you, only to see your back as you had stormed off promptly.

“You have something on your face, by the way!” His voice called out in a weak attempt to be helpful.

“And you’ve got something on your shoes!”

Hah! She was certainly... spirited. That was no way to treat a Vanserra. She wouldn't last a minute in front of his father. Eris chuckled as he glanced down at his shoes again, clicking his tongue.

He'd simply have to come back and see you again.

╰┈➤ Lex's note 2: AHHHH it's done!! almost 3k AGAIN lmfao. i hope the dual p.o.v was kinda cute!!! if not, lmk and i'll stick solely to reader !! tysm everyone for the love this is getting! ch 3: 29/04 Week!! 🥹🫶🏼

#lexluvswriting: l'autunno #eris vanserra x reader #acotar #eris x reader #eris acotar #a court of thorns and roses #eris vanserra #eris fic #eris vanserra the idiot you are #lex luvs eris vanserra #eris x you #eris x y/n #x female reader #x fem!reader #acotar x fem!reader

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redbleedingrose · 1 year

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🧠 lucien

🧠 Pick a character, and I'll tell you my favorite headcanon for them.

OMGGG Lucien my precious baby <33333

Also dedicating this to the anon who sent this and @princess-tulip-writes

Y'all already know how this goes, SFW headcanons first and then some NSFW ones.... ;)

Okay I am a firm believer this male is super closed off when you first meet him. Not super interested in a relationship, and too be honest, a little tiny bit arrogant. And you do not like that. You don't like the way he walks like he is strutting. You don't like the way he smirks whenever he has shut someone up with his little quips. And you certainly don't like the way his voice goes all raspy and rough when talking to you. And you absolutely hate the way he calls you honey with a little sparkle in his chocolate eyes... you don't like it at all............

okay.. maybe a little

anyway, the relationship builds with time. At first, you guys are haters. Finding everything the other does a little annoying and obnoxious. But, for some reason... for some reason you can't seem to stay away. And neither can he.

Any event, ball, dance, meeting, it starts with you seeing him off talking to someone, making jokes, and you can't help but roll your eyes at how easily he is able to make friends with everyone. He never tried that with you... Nevertheless, as the night continues on, you catch him staring at you to which he raises his eyebrows at you, he catches you staring at him all annoyed and he just sidles a smirk back. Eventually, he makes his way towards you or you end up making your way towards him.

And you tease each other the rest of the night. You spend the entire night chasing after each other trying to get the last word in your argument.

AND OH MY GOD!!!! He pulls you into dances just so he can continue the conversation with you. And Autumn is known for the dances that switch partners at every twirl! But this male!!!!

This fucking arrogant, annoying, handsome, funny, creative, unconventional male will yank at your hips, and the female he is supposed to dance with goes over to the male next to you. Just so he can continue to dance with you and talk to you.

One night, you are just not in the mood for the teasing. It was a rough day, and everything seemed to be going wrong. You didn't even want to come, but your parents nagging forced you to get ready and come to this stupid ball.

Anyway you are standing off in the corner, and Lucien sees that you are ignoring him, not even attempting to make eye contact with him so you can roll your beautiful eyes at him, not even a little nose scrunch you always do whenever he approaches you. In fact, you seem so fucking dettached. And it is eating him up alive. Because who the fuck made you upset??

That is his job. And only his.

So he pulls you away, and asks you "what the fuck is going on with you, honey? You haven't made a quip at my hair yet." And you just huff, not in the mood for his games tonight, even tho his hair is pulled back into a sleek bun that makes his cheekbones and jaw so sharp, he could probably cut paper with them.

Gods, he spends the entire night trying to get you to talk to him, and you just turn away, not even wanting to face him. Eventually, he is just dragging you out of the ballroom and into his private lounge. "Honey... are you okay?"

And you don't know what happens. Maybe it's the soft voice he uses when he whispers his concern at you. Maybe it's the way his brown iris' flick back and forth, completely and utterly focused on you. Looking at you like there is no one else in this world besides you.

But it's enough to make you just burst into tears. And part of you panics, feeling slightly embarrassed that your crush enemy is witnessing you just heave sobs with your palms pressed against your eyes to halt the tears from streaming down your cheeks. Because what if he gets annoyed? What if he teases you for crying? What if he doesn't care?

But he does.

He cares more than anyone. And he just pulls you in for a hug, stroking your hair, kissing your temple, murmuring, "It's okay honey, you just let it out." and "I'm here honey, and I am not going anywhere," and "It is going to be alright honey, I'll take care of it. I'll take care of you, don't you worry honey."

And finally when you are calm enough to step away, he doesn't let you go too far. He just stares into your eyes with this gentle smile, palms cupping your cheeks brushing away any remenants of your tears, pressing soft kisses onto your nose and eyelids. "Tell me what happened honey."

So you do. You spend the entire night telling him everything. And eventually, the conversation shifts. It shifts into telling each other your life stories. It shifts into him holding you against his chest and kissing the top of your head whenever he pleases.

And from there... that frenemies relationship shifts to a friendship. An amazing friendship. A best friendship. You are constantly going out together to taverns, to babysitting his favorite baby nieces Marwa and Twila, to the forests of Autumn court, to the seaside of Summer court. Constantly, you find each other wanting to be in each others presence. Not one of those moments that you two are together is there an uncomfortable silence. It is always filled with conversation that has you laughing so hard, you nearly choke from not breathing.

He keeps you at a distance because of what happened with Jesminda. And even if Beron is long gone, and his favorite older brother is now high lord with his mate as high lady, it is still hard for him to have someone he could lose.

Because he can't lose you.

He wont survive it.

But you know. And he knows. That whatever it is you share. It is not just a friendship... it is something more.

And eventually you get tired of waiting for him to make a move. And you both are drunk as fuck, like absolutely wasted. And he is sitting so close to you, so close that his breathy laughs are kissing at your lips. And so you take the leap. Pulling him by the nape of his neck, pausing when you are a hair-widths away from him, glancing into his eyes and he just smiles back and nods. And you don't hesitate.

You kiss him with everything that you are. You kiss him with your soul. Kiss him trying to convey all your feelings, all your dedication and adoration for him, all your love for him.

And the rest is history...

Okay some more SFW headcanons about Lucien's relationship with you because I would never leave you hanging like that ;)

Like I already said, your relationship is just beautiful. Filled with so much joy and laughter. You are truly in love with your best friend in the entire world. And gods does he love you just the same.

His love language is quality time, so you both are always spending time together. Finding your way to each other no matter how busy you or he is.

He loves loves loves cuddling with you, especially because he is just laying on top of you, face mushed into your breasts, as you stroke his long lucious locks. He loves when you braid his hair, and he turns around to do the same for you.

He loves going outside and exploring Autumn with you. It is practically a ritual for you and him to go horseback riding in the evening, chatting to catch up on your days, and explore the forests of Autumn.

Sometimes, you will bring his little nieces with you, letting Marwa sit with you while Twila sits with Luc.

One time, you and him were riding on your own, and found this beautiful waterfall. One that hadn't been marked on any of the map s you had seen. And you realized it has never been discovered before.

And it essentially becomes a little awasis for you and him. You are constantly going to feel the cool mist brush against your face, dipping your feet into the pool of water that has collected, sometimes splashing at each other.

Lucien gets this look on his face when he stares at you. He looks absolutely relaxed, perfectly content, and his iris' sparkle, looking at you like you are the sun in the sky. His tan skin blushes under your gaze, and now when he catches you staring him, he gets a shy smile lilting his cheeks.

He fucking loves reading to you. He loves reading poems and stories to you. Anything that reminds him of you, he is murmuring into your hair as you sit with your back against his chest under the willow trees.

He adores baking with you. This male is unsurprisingly talented at whatever he attempts. And one day, you are baking a strawberry cake for teatime with the high lady. And he just walks in and kisses your lips when he notices what you are doing. And obviously, he joins in and the cake turns out to be the best, softest, sweetest tasting cake you have ever made???

Basically it is because of Luciens help.

SMH what can this male not do???

He also loves bringing you fresh flowers. You can't seem to figure it out because he always is bringing you fresh flowers the moment one of the flower starts to wilt. And when you finally give into the curiousity, this male tells you he always keeps a flower from the bouquet, just so he knows when to bring you another...

He loves to share food with you. Anytime you are eating something, you are sharing your spoon to feed him. Anytime he is eating something, he is pulling you into his lap so he can feed you after every bite he takes.

He also has created a new nickname for you. Sunshine.

Because you are the light in his darkness. You are the day after a very long painful night. You are the golden hour after it has rained all day. You are the sun in his galaxy. You are what he wants. What he needs. What he craves. What he loves.

Just really small soft thoughtful things he does that makes you feel so utterly loved.

He is so perfect I cannot

Okay some NSFW headcanons so please skip if you are not 18+! MDNI!

Okay I mentioned this in my NSFW alphabet for Lucien, but this male is such a fucking switch.

He goes back and forth between wanting to overwhelm you with climaxes, taking control of your body and soul like no one else can, and wanting you to consume every part of him.

Once you pissed him off (not really) with your teasing, and he just got in this super dominant mood. His eyes darkened at your little quip, hand snaking up to wrap around your neck, squeezing hard enough to make you gasp but soft enough that he wasn't hurting you. And when you gasped... this male fucking spit into your mouth, "swallow sunshine," and you were so stunned, flushing all over, but you obviously obeyed.

I- I CANNOT

This male fucking loves your breasts. He loves flicking, squeezing, tonguing, pinching, sucking at your nipples.

After a long day, he pulled off your shirt, shoving you onto your bed, sucking and squeezing at your breasts. You were fucking soaked. And then he just whimpers out a little, "Mommy"

You both saw the heavens that night

You love to ride this male. You love riding his corded thigh. You love riding his tanned abs. You love riding his thick cock. Sometimes it is hard and fast, with his hands on your hips or waist, pumping you up and down. Sometimes it is slow, your arms wrapped around his neck and hand raking through his hair, messy kisses that are all tongue and teeth, gasping into each other, grinding and swirling around him.

He loves to creampie. And he loves to fuck you through your orgasm. So yoUR SLICK COLLECTS IN A RING AT THE BASE OF HIS COCK AND THEN HE MAKES YOU SUCK IT OFF AHHHH

y'all are so fucking filthy for each other I cannot breathe

He absolutely loves to have his hands all over you while you are fucking, but my gods, does he love it when you clasp his hands above his head when you are riding him... and he is begging to touch you

This male also is such a fucking dirty talker. He once made you orgasm just grinding your hips and making out because he was rasping out such filthy mumurs, "My fucking slut" and "You're so pretty begging f'me" and "Take it" and "Who do you belong to sunshine?" and "Who gets you this cockdrunk honey?"

BUT ALSO YOU DIRTY TALKING AT HIM????

"Gods Luc, so desperate for mommy?" and "Your not allowed to cum until I allow it, okay little fox?" and "Thats right Luc, tongue my cunt"

UHHHHH

This man is so fucking loud. So breathy and so many groans and moans and whimpers. At everything you say, everything you do, the way you look at him, the way you kiss him, the way you ride him, the way your warm cunt feels around his cock.

once you were feeling particularly domme so you shoved your panties into his mouth to shut him up, and he instantly climaxed, shooting his load into the deepest parts of your cunt.

Wow that got so fucking filthy so fucking fast.

Anyway... Imma take a cold shower now :))))))

#lucien x reader #lucien x fem!reader #lucien vanserra #lucien acotar #rose rambles #rose answers

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isa-beenme · 10 months

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Moonlight

Chapter II: A Million Dreams

When Hybern falls, all of their prior experiments are free to take the world as they want, but for months no one hears anything coming from the castle. Until the massacre. Until the whole palace explodes. Their biggest weapon is out, and she only has one objective: get back to her sisters.

Warnings: mentions of blood, mentions of child abuse, mentions of experiments with human beings, mentions of child murder (please someone tell me if I forgot something)

I love this song so much it hurts

Imagine baby Azzie singing this in his tiny little cell dreaming about a mate that wouldn't be born until five hundred years later 😭😭😭😭

Than baby Aemma singing this in her tiny little cell without even knowing what a dream is 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

I like to hurt myself apparently

I'll let you guys find the lyrics to rhe song in the middle of the chapter, good luck

I'm not sure if I like this tho, please leave a comment, I'm the happiest when someone sends something 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

Azriel's POV

The days seemed to be passing slower than usual. For the past few years it became easier to deal with all the love and the countless mating bonds snapping around me all the time. It wasn't hard to be on the side of the room and keep unnoticed by everyone, the shadows hovering my body made it even easier.

It kept like that until the Archeron sisters moved officially to our lives. Feyre wanted everyone to be happy, wanted all of us together all the time. She was a little ball of happiness and wanted to spread it to everyone around her. For a good part of the time it worked.

Nestha, on the other side, wanted everyone to be miserable, just as she was. It made me understand her at some point. For as long as I can remember everything always felt horrible when everyone could be happy and get over their fears and problems and accept themselves with their mistakes and you… you can't. You need to hate yourself because that's everything you ever knew how to do with no mistakes. Differently from me, Nestha indeed tried to make everyone miserable, I didn't have the courage, but I always thought. Numerous times. And now she found her mate, her self love, her family, her strength. And now she battled for everyone to find their own too.

And then we have Elain. Sweet and delicate Elain. She wanted everyone to feel calm and find their spot of peace. She wanted to be mine, the same as I was for her in those early days, years ago when she came here for the first time after turning into a fae. I used to dream with Elain's face years ago, it was blurred, as if something didn't want me to know who she was, where she was, how to reach her. I thought she would be my mate. But Lucien is hers, I can feel and smell their mating bond, yet something pulls me to her. My mind or my heart I'm not sure, but something. I never told Rhysand, fear covering every part of me, rejection and despise filling my brother's expression every time he caughts me looking too much at the middle sister.

It became harder to be invisible now that Feyre tries to cheer me up, Nestha tries to make me feel deserving and Elain tries to make me feel loved. It doesn't work. Any of them. I laugh and I feel happy around my family, I love them. But I am not happy. I don't feel like I deserve anything but sorrow and suffering, and I definitely don't deserve love. Especially from Elain. She loves the thought she has of me. It didn't take me too much time to figure out my shadows were always hidden from her because she cannot associate me with them. She knows my suffering, my pains, my sadness, but not my soul, my heart or my mind. And she would never truly know, the pain we suffered is too different to match in any way.

That's why I spent the last five years running away like a stray animal. Work and missions fill my mind in every waking hour of the day to the point I can't even think of something else. I don't think about Feyre's happiness if only death crosses my days. I don't think of Nestha's force if only work fills my days. I don't think of Elain's love if only grief surrounds my heart. I don't think about the way I hate myself if only hate for my enemies fuels my thoughts.

- You don't need to do this - Rhysand enters the weapons room while I'm filling every part of my clothes with something sharp - We can send another spy, or even Cassian, you know, he could use something alive as a punching bag right now.

- No need. I'm going - I say quickly, wanting to end the interaction as fast as possible. My relationship with my younger brother has been strained since the last time he told me to stay away from Elain.

- Az. You barely slept in the last week, if the beast is too strong you won't win. You might get hurt - I get down to lace my shoes once again, doing everything to avoid this conversation. Maybe if I got hurt I would finally wake up from this nightmare - Azriel, are you listening to me?

- Loud and clear, Rhys. I just don't want to talk - The same way I never want to. I never wanted to - This is the last one and I won't do it until next week.

- You need to come back alive. Nyx can't lose his favorite uncle - He says, a plea and a warning at the same time.

- Don't let Cassian hear this, he might get grumpy until next year - He laughs and gives me a small grip on the armor rounding my shoulder, almost if he could give me luck with it - I will come back, don't worry. I always do.

- I know. Just… Feyre is not sure if you should hunt the beast now. She's not feeling confident about it - I shake my head as a 'no', I won't give in.

- I won't let that monster terrorize any more villagers, it's ridiculous - He agrees and steps back, allowing me space to winnow.

- It's just a feeling though, I know you can do it - It's the last thing I hear before shadows involve me in every way, the usual feeling of folding the time and space in two to make it to another place.

With one last breath I begin my hunt.

Aemma's POV

We are finishing winnowing everyone to safety, each girl bringing a bag with something, if their clothes, a weapon or books it doesn't matter. We all have a story to tell between our things.

The border of the Night Court is calm, the place we are going being a clearing in the middle of a beautiful and dense forest. The climate is warm in the open camp, but is so surrounded by trees and vegetation that it creates a soft breeze that makes the air feel comfortable and wet. It's good enough. We know the High Lord will notice any big moviment in his borders, and that's exactly what we are counting on, for someone to find us so we can offer our work and ask for help. We need them to know we are here.

I'm counting everyone that's coming, at the same time making sure that all of our travelers are well and strong to keep bringing more, just a few more girls to come. We've been coming in small groups, to make sure no one would be sick with the amount of land we would have to cross in one big jump if we tried a direct way from Spring to Night.

Suddenly every sound disappears from around me, nothing but silence fills my ears. I straighten my posture and look around, trying to find where the danger is, my senses being flooded by alert. Some of the girls notice my behavior and assume a position of attack, preparing themselves too, but I don't look at them. I see more. I see far.

Miles away from our position I can smell fear and blood and despair. I also feel something inside of me tingling and pulsating, desperate for attention. I don't even put my hand close to any of my weapons. I won't need them. I let Enchantress take in the situation, her as desperate as the string inside of me to go there. To do something.

Before anyone can ask I winnow myself to the other side of that shiny thing on my chest. The scene is not pretty at all, whatever that beast is it's trying to eat the winged fae in front of me - an Illyrian, I notice, from the thousands of classes I took about different species in Prythian.

He is trying to fight for his life, but he is tired and sloppy and weak, his state of tiredness clear by the slow movements and the unfocused eyes, as if he couldn't exactly see the beast attacking him.

Slowly I let Enchantress take control, feeling death take every part of my being and filling me with only anger and hunger. I don't see the scene happening in front of me, but I can feel the blood covering my hands, I can hear the screams the creature is shouting. And I don't care, I can only focus on that bright blue string coming to life on my heart, tightly moving me forward.

I don't need weapons.

I don't need powers.

I need that beast dead and that's exactly what I'm working on.

Azriel's POV

I was stupid.

Stupid, senseless, reckless, stubborn, anything like that. But admitting that won't save my life. I might die if I don't fight back. I will die if I don't get help. I scream for Rhysand or Cassian or even Feyre to come. I scream inside myself for anyone to hear me and help.

I shouldn't have come. I should've let Cassian come on my place. I should've slept more. I should've told everyone I loved them. I don't know how many times I said it to them. It wasn't enough.

When I was a child I used to dream a lot. I used to close my eyes to see the world that was waiting up for me, the world outside the cells I lived in. A world I could call my own. A world out of the dark, a world outside the door, a world I have never been, but that would feel like home.

Every night I finally took myself to bed, and all the brightest colors filled my head, my mind imagined scenarios I would never reach, not inside that cell. A million dreams to keep me awake when my instincts screamed for me to fly, when the pain in my hands were unbearable, when the scars never faded, when the shadows started to whisper to me. Everything I had and knew was those dreams.

I thought of what the world could be if I was outside. I thought that even if I was a bastard, even if the other kids would hate me, if I didn't have a house or a family, even then I would be happier than what I was.

When I dreamt of a girl I remember to shy away from my mother's touch, I whispered in her ear about the most beautiful female I ever saw - or imagined - thinking she would be sad that it wasn't her. She laughed and told me to keep her memory and find her when I become an adult. It took me hundreds of years to dream of her again.

When I saw Elain for the first time I thought she was the one, but her eyes weren't the same color, or her hair, or the fierceness in her eyes. She was the same. But different.

Now, laying on the ground, my face dirty with blood and my chest burning with the cut that slowly was closing, I think I'm dreaming again. Blue filling my vision as I see a female dilacerating the beast that attacked me. It's not pretty or clean or fast. She is taking her time, enjoying the screams and making a mess on purpose. Yet, that's exactly like one of the million dreams I used to keep inside my head for the moments I felt too alone in the dark.

My shadows fly over her, making the image even more beautiful as she kills. My senses start to recover from the numbness, I start to feel my heartbeat slow down to its normal pace. The beast shouts its last scream before having his heart taken out of his own chest. It's messy, but in the eyes of a spymaster, official torturer of the Night Court it can easily be a dream. Sometimes I have nightmares with the things I do, sometimes I ravish in those actions knowing I just made the world a bit safer than before.

The female that attacked him and saved slowly gets up on her feet, her posture immediately changes as if she became another person. Shs seems to take in the surroundings, and even slower she turns on her feet to look at me. I think I'm still affected by the cut because I only see Elain in front of me. But with different eyes and darker hair. A vision of paradise.

- Are you alright, sir? - I hear her voice asking, my brain clearing the fog around my senses. Yet, is still the middle Archeron sister I see in front of me - Are you Azriel? Spymaster of this court?

-Elain? - Her eyes widened fast and she quickly dropped to her knees in front of me, her smell of coffee and wood flooding every part of me, scratching my brain in the right places.

- You know her? Is she here? Can you take me to her? - She smells so differently than Elain though. Elain… so delicate, smells like jasmine and honey, sweet. The female in front of me smells strong, certain, furious. Is she furious with me? - Sir? Do you think you need a healer?

- No. I just need time - She offers me a hand as I move to get up - Who are you?

- First I need to know who you are - I look at her, but she is already facing me, blue eyes sharp against me - I just saved your life, I think I deserve this.

- I'm Azriel, spymaster of the Night Court, as you previously asked - The cut closed completely, just a line appeared where it was bleeding until now. But I didn't drop her hand yet - You? - She still looks uneasy, her eyes darting back and forth to my shadows and the forest - You asked if I knew Elain Archeron, I do. She is my High Lady's sister, they both and Nestha are under my protection. Who are you?

- High Lady's sister? Do you mean High Lady Feyre? - She drops my hand and steps away, her eyes flooding with tears as I agree.

-Tell me your name. Do you need help? - She seems to remember something important as her posture strengths and a shadow curves over her ear, pooling over her shoulders, but those are not mine.

- My name is Aemma Archeron, I am Elain Archeron's twin sister. My grandmother sold me to Hybern years ago to test me with the Cauldron. I was one of the few survivors of their tests, but I have almost a hundred and fifty other females with me and we are trying to find a place in the Night Court, if you could be kind enough to speak with your High Lord and Lady… my sister - She whispered the last word, still unsure. My brain stops working for some seconds until I scream against Rhysand's shields, sharing the story with him - I think I could use some help, yes.

#Spotify #azriel × reader #azriel #azriel shadowsinger #azriel/reader #azriel x oc #azriel x reader #acotar #azriel x female!reader

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druidberries · 23 days

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Squeeeeeeeeeze!!! You've been given a hug! Send this to all the people who you think deserve a hug. Let the hugging begin! 💕

🥞☀️ - lucien and 💤🌠 - raven (also some emoji asks for the kiddos!!!!)

ahhh hi rory!! giving u the biggest hug right back <3

🥞- what is their comfort breakfast?

Lucien is all the way a waffles kid 🧇 he actually loves breakfast foods a lot and is always asking for breakfast for dinner!

☀️- are they a morning person? what is the first thing they do in the morning?

this kid is always sleeping wayy too late and nearly misses the school bus 🤦‍♀️ you'd think if he loves breakfast so much he'd wake up for it once in a while... the first thing he does in the morning is go straight for the food tho 😅

💤- do they fall asleep easily? what helps them sleep?

Raven can't fall asleep without some kind of nightlight, she HATES the dark 🥺other than that she can fall asleep pretty easily! she has a ton of stuffies that she always has in bed with her to help her out too <3

🌠- if they could make any wish with no repercussions, what wish would they make?

Raven doesn't know her father is a vampire yet or that there are even any occult type people out there other than her and her mom. the kids at school generally think she's really cool rather than going straight to being mean AND she sees how confident her mom is about it, so I think her biggest wish would be for there to be more people like them out there! she, like her parents, loves the stranger things in life and thinks its the coolest thing in the world being a lil monster girl, so she definitely would want some friends like her 🥺

tysm for asking about my lil babies!! 💛

#oc asks #aurorangen #tjol: lucien stein #tjol: raven stein #im so excited for these kids to age up bc i have so many plans but also #im NOT ready to stop playing with gen 1 🥺😭#i dont think i ever will be tho its okay #good thing they are immortal lmao

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serpentandlily · 4 months

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Elriel 👀

When I finished ACOWAR, I did ship them together (even tho Lucien’s one of my fav characters but I don’t think SJM would give him a sad ending so I had hopeeee he’d find love too)

But then I ran into the crazy ship wars and mannn it just soured all of it for me. Some ppl are so insane and I’ve seen so much vitriol 😭 (esp towards Gwyn who’s literally my baby girl 🥺—she also deserves better than a regifted necklace 🙄)

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a-thirst-for-dunmer · 1 year

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My favorite things about all my Skyrim followers:

KAIDAN

-wicked ass armor and weapon with fucking tigers on it

-realistic cursing in life or death situations

-literally the most realistic male dialogue ever with his corny ass innuendos. ‘This monument, does it remind you of me, love? Just kidding.’

-so goated in battle. Mans can kill a dragon so easy and i don’t need to do anything but look pretty

-ACCENT.

CARYALIND

-his hair is so fluffy. I bet it smells like roses and vanilla bean, what’s your secret bb

-such a sweetheart all the time. No wonder he can’t be Thalmor, he has too much heart for it

-fucking backstory. It’s very Zuko without villain redemption arc, and the fact that he still worries about the LDB thinking worse of him for being Thalmor royalty is just *chef’s kiss*

-ACE REP. I really fucking love how he can dress like a hoe, flirt like a hoe, and look so hot but have no interest in sex. Mmm that’s my jam that’s what I like.

-boob window

-Kaidan interactions! Proving that Altmer can be kind and sweet and not lighting-shooting British assholes

INIGO

-the backstories for everyone are so damn tearjerking but this guy?? Don’t even get me started on this mans scars I will cry

-literally autism. Says everything on his mind. Sir you are me

-blue. And a cat. What else??

-Lucien and him have a bromance that hits so good

-suplexes Nazeem with only his vibes

-sings original songs, where’s his soundcloud

KHASH

-okay first off i was writing a character just like her for the daughter of my LDB and Revyn. Never knew about her but this is Leeta come to life and i crave it

-pottymouth

-Kaidan Big Bro protection dialogue

-so happy when she kills things

-literally exactly what I expected a baby Argonian to sound like. So cute. So grumpy

-her outfit is just on point. If i hadn’t transitioned i would be cottagecore peasant dress woman with cats

LUCIEN

-like Cary, he is just sweet himbo no brain

-kid in a candy shop vibes. He is amazed by the wonders of this world

-the nerdiest mans you know, would probably never shut up about shit with Auryen but i haven’t gotten that far yet

-bottom energy

-AUTISM once again

-also sings!! Can sing ‘Toss a Coin to Your Witcher’ parody!!

AURI

-she is the Moment

-eats people and only meat. Wanna see someone react to ThatVeganTeacher with her as a vtuber model oml

-bullies Lucien (affectionately)

-cool pod

-looks like she could kill you and could actually kill you

-slams ALL haters and unworthy into the ground with her dialogue. Faendal ily but you don’t deserve her

RUMARIN

-a sweetheart himbo

-very Skilled with magic, specifically bound weapons. As someone who uses conjuration as their main line of magic, because dremora and bound bow go brr, I LOVE THAT

-not really good at speaking poorly of anyone tbh

-like lucien, he’s optimistic and fun to be around

-very…earthy. Jank. Grungy. Not what you’d expect from an Altmer, to be living as an adventurer mercenary, and i like that for him

-eats in bed, brain too empty to clean for long periods of time

-polyamorous pansexual King

-says Z like zed, which makes linguistics in Skyrim lore interesting

NEBARRA

-literally me

-sarcasm to the max

-name means ‘foreigner’ or ‘scorned’ or something transgender. anyway, king nihilist shit

-only wants the good wines

-also, the Accent, very good very sass

-Shakespearean insults for days

-also regular insults

-just…insults

-mystery and striking fear into the hearts of all

TALIESIN

-i thought no one could top Revyn in vibes of what Elder Scrolls character i would kin but then ✨he✨ came along

-no idea why Altmer are Brits but with him, i can vibe with it he sounds so good

-giggles evilly in fights

-s a s s

-pansexual!! We are putting queer in the game! (Even tho all vanilla spouses are, in the most Basic sense, bisexuals)

-the spice he can add with Cary as a protector/snarky best friend. I Need their backstory

-afraid of dogs, cat person

-just an absolute bitch to the Dragonborn but like in a way my gay friends are to me

-eyeliner on fleek

HONORABLE MENTIONS FOR SKEEVER AND CROC

-silly voice go brrr

#tes #skyrim #skyrim custom followers

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acourtofthought · 10 months

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you are downplaying elriel scenes tho💀💀even the way you're talking about azriel saving elain says everything.

as for tt, how old is azriel again? around 500 yeah?? do you really think that a 500yr old illyrian warrior has never been in a situation where he gave his weapons to comrades? for someone who is oh so holy about context, you're forgetting that rhys mentioned to feyre that az never let anyone TOUCH tt. it's not just a matter of lending tt to someone during battle. it's so important to him that he's not let anyone before even hold the damn thing.

'But your claims that TT and his rescuing Elain equals love and feelings is pretty much disproven considering he was still in love with Mor months later on Solstice. He's not simultaneously in love with Elain.' - could you point me to these claims of mine? I don't recall me saying that🤔unless, it's your age working tricks on you...

elain reminded azriel of his mother as a servant which is why he helped her?😶how long did it take you to reach for THAT take?💀

you people are just so dramatic. you're acting like azriel locked elain away and took all her choices when all he said was that the trove has a darkness that elain shouldn't be exposed to. (to which cassian replied "and nesta should?" showing that he has similar thoughts about nesta). he expressed that he doesn't want her involved in something so dark. did he go to elain and tell her that he forbids her from going? no. and your little examples dont change the fact that rhys and cassian DO have their overprotective moments. rhys literally growled at nesta when she so much as looked at feyre wrong😂

it's actually kinda hilarious that you're sitting there accusing me of 'glorifying' elriel scenes when you're the one swooning over lucien giving elain the space she needs which is the bare minimum a decent person could do.

I also don't see where you got the idea of me trying to influence your opinion from?? it's simply discourse on social media. if you don’t want to interact then turn off your anons. (I can send you tutorials on how to do that, sweetie😘)

Oh my god, another "sweetie" 🤦😭. You really have no shame 😂. And once again trying to insult my age which further proves your immaturity.

I promise you, one day your 40 / 50 year old self look will look back at your actions and be embarrassed.

It's absolutely PATHETIC that I blocked your main account yet you are logging on to a secondary account for the sole purpose of harassing others.

Once again, you misunderstand the true spirit of discourse because snidely sending anons is not it.

You completely miss the point of what I'm saying, a common occurrence for you.

Is it possible Az has lent out weapons to other soldiers? Sure. But have we any proof that Az has ever needed to sit out of battle?

NO.

He ALWAYS has TT on him which means if Az is in battle, HE will use TT.

And what reason would Az ever have to let someone touch TT? 😂. "Hey baby, want to touch my dagger?"

Everyone in his circle is a warrior and they have their own weapons.

The only reason TT was available for someone else to use was because Mor begged him to sit out. Az was planning on flying into battle after being severely wounded which strongly suggests he doesn't sit out of battle for anything. Yet the female he loved begged him not to go so he suddenly had no need for TT. And in this storyline, there just happened to be a human recently turned Fae who had no weapon on her person.

I highly doubt there has ever been a scenario where Az was preparing to go into battle, decided to sit out, and had a random female hanging around who needed protection but in that case he refused to give it to her because he was saving that action for the female he'd someday love.

If you want to throw context in my face, I'd like to remind you letting Elain touch TT didn't mean what you think it means since he's never thought of her beyond his sexual fantasies. 🤷. You say I'm downplaying E/riel scenes whereas I'm merely explaining why those scenes all amounted to a whole lot of nothing except Az wanting a mate and using Elain as spank bank material.

Rhys growled at Nesta? THAT is what you're trying to compare to Az saying Elain shouldn't be allowed to do something dangerous? REALLY?! 😂

And Cassian said, "and Nesta should?" only in response to Az basically saying one female shouldn't be allowed to do something dangerous yet the other females don't matter.

He's not saying Nesta shouldn't be allowed to search for the Trove, he's saying no female is more exempt than any other which is basically what Az is suggesting. He's calling out Az for his idiot comment, something Amren also had to do.

And my take on Elain reminding Az of his mother is a REACH?! It's in the text!

Let’s just say it hit a little close to home. At my beat of confusion, he added, There are some scars when it comes to how his mother was treated. Many scars. His mother, who had been a servant—near-slave—when he was born. And afterward. None of us bother to wait for everyone to sit, least of all Cassian. It can strike at odd times.

I'm not sure how many more ways I can say this, in my opinion your interpretation of the text is weak and uninspired. There is no insult you can throw my way, no take on the series that is going to change my mind.

And once AGAIN, you take one sentence of a post and run with it. Lucien has never once demanded Elain make a decision on the bond. That's not all he's done for her but it is a big deal when you consider all the E/riels that claim Lucien harasses her. And the phrasing for that sentence was in regards to that fact and that he has given her space and freedom to deal with her trauma and being made before dealing with the enormity of a mating bond.

I don't know, it seems like a pretty obvious concept to me. Maybe it's just something that comes with old age 😉

You are wasting your time sending messages and this will be the last time I respond to them. My anons are open because some Elucien's and Gwynriels want to share their thoughts without becoming a target for people like you. They are not open for trolls who enjoy starting shit "anonymously" under the guise of wanting to have a "peaceful" debate. You're not fooling anyone.

#elucien #anti e/riel

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shi-daisy · 6 months

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Chapter 13 and 14 have me reeling omg ma'am! 😭 The fluff 💗 the twists😱 the smut 🥵 We been blessed! I love how Tamlin is finally getting his healing arc/found family/Lucien romance because the way you write our boy is so cuteeeee!!! The flashbacks were adorable, Lucien is so handsome and adorable and I need both of them to be happy and cherished forever. Goodbye SJM canon this is what's canon for me now!

Few questions tho, given that you've named all the other 'nameless' characters like the Vanserra family, Tamlin's family, and other secondary characters is there are a reason why you haven't named Rhysand's family? Like is it because you're looking for a fitting name or a story reason?

Also, given that the new Dusk Court is seemingly a mix of Greece and Japan do you have headcannons for the other courts? What would Spring, Autumn or Winter be?

Finally I can't wait to see more of the Njght Court rebellion. After the whole Dusk reveal I'm excited to see their reactions and maybe backstory, and them with the Valkyries because Gwyn and Lunara would be such a cute friendship. Also Grim is best boy I love this man he's had one scene and now I need a prequel we stan himbo dad warrior in this house! He's what Cassian should've been!

Speaking of, Nesta needs to come back and read everyone for filth! Book 2 might be all about her but she so fun to read here too, especially as Tam's sister (they'd be cute as a ship too but platonic siblings Nestlin is life)

Anyway so sorry for the long message, I love your fic and I'm cheering you on! 💗

Aaaaaaaaa!!!! Anon c'mere and let me hug you! You're so sweet! Thank you so much!!! 🥰🥰🥰 it's been a joy to write this fic and while I already loved Tamlin and Lucien both as individuals and as a ship before, thanks to the fic they've gone up to otp status in my heart. I'm so excited to keep bringing you my boys and their adventures be it sweet and fluffy or high stakes.

Okay so to answer your questions, the reason I haven't named Rhysand's family (or the other bat boys family) is less interesting that twist a or story and has more to do with spite. I am spiteful AF when it comes to the page hogging bats and I refuse to give them any once of development or thought other than antagosnist. So I have zero intention of naming any of those characters because I know SJM would grant them names before the Acheron parents or the Vanserras or any other more important character. So no, I'm just a petty spiteful slug in that case. Sorry to disappoint.

Glad to hear you cought the Greece/Japan mix invented for Dusk. Given that Night seems to be based on Greece along with Middle East at least from what little world building we were shown I thought it would be cool to have them have Greek influence due to Night's colonization but also retain the Japanese inspired culture and aesthetic that was theirs before their fall. I have some ideas for the other courts but these are just headcanons.

Spring- Scottland, France

Summer- Kingdom of Hawaii, Polynesian, Caribbean

Autumn- Spain, Ireland

Winter- Russia, Norway, Korea

Day- Madagascar, Kenya, Roman Empire

Dawn- India, China, Vietnam

Dusk- Japan, Greece, England (Gothic period)

Night- Greece, Middle East

You shall get more Night Court rebellion content soon, I love this group and trust me you haven't met them all yet, lots of peeps want Rhys gone. Gwyn and Lunara will be good pals don't you worry, priestess stick together and I really want more Gwyn she is a delight. Seriously considering a prequel with them at some point.

Funny you mention Grim, he's the favorite so far out of the Rebellion oc's and while I love this precious edgy himbo he is not of my creation @maplesamurai made him as an NPC for one of our D&D campaigns and I've been obsessed with him since then (that version of him and of D&D Lunara are also a couple, mates in every universe baby!) So thank him for the best boy and best himbo. Cassian's got nothing on the best dilf!

Nesta too will get more page time, I'm just keeping from adding too much before her own book, while her healing is mostly happening offscreen and she will be stable by the time of book 2 girlie will have stuff to deal with later that I need to put off for now, but do expect her to get a good moment along with the rest of the squad. Also yes platonic Nestlin for life! They'd be an awesome ship, but as siblings they're a winning combo. Eris look out Nesta now has an older brother to keep an eye on ya once you're official!

Don't ever worry about long questions anon, I live for comments and asks and any attention so I'm absolutely delighted that you sent me this and so grateful you love my silly fix it fic! Thanks so much and I hope I've answered your question! 💙

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nikethestatue · 7 months

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Girl there is this theory now that CC3 is going to take place after elucien book timeline . The reason why elain is not in the room when bryce is there is because she is already in the spring court pregnant with lucien babies😂 acotar 6 is the gwynriel book and then sjm will give us elucien book to explain what happened between them

Yes my brain was bleeding while i read this sh*t

So in their brains elain won’t be in CC3 even tho she is cauldron blessed and a seer😅

Like they actually believe sjm would just spoil acotar histories like that

My brain just bled reading this too! LOL

ALREADY pregnant with Lucien's babies, huh?

The fire lord doth not believe in wasting time or seed, it seems.

Poor Elain. She is like 'ummm, where is my story?"

Settle down braindead gardener, THIS is your story. To be bred by your rightful mate and owner.

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ideasarestuckinmyhead · 27 days

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(I might as well also yap about my hcs, ocs and aus)

Jack definitely loves anything Sonic related. I like to think that all of the listeners are related because I blame Faust/jk with his line of "I'm the world's hottest neet, am i?"(which reminded of an anime that then inspired my whole ideas for the listeners known as the Fowler Family). I swear though, my most favorite aus that I have are my Evillilous Voices au, Mlp yv au and, my DDMC: Garden of [Koe]. On the topic of my mlp au; which pony species(mlp species in general) are the yv-boys? For me, Charlie(Cheesy Wheels) is a pegasus cuz he's a flighty little guy. Lucien is a favorite of mine because, hehehe religion and how far/demonic I can make his intentions or design(tho only for my DDMC au).

Now about my ocs, Star is my favorite one because his only mission(that he ga e himself) is to make Faust happy and laugh. Casper is also my favorite one because her scars on her face are from when she got the knife she used to slash Charlie's tiers(Bar fight). Buddy and Jack for in the beginning, when first meeting each were similar to Sonic and Shadow(cuz give the funny and sunny blue guy a dark and nighttime based lover).

Ensue Cecil (Ev!Caper) flirting with Charlie

I just love my Evillilous Voices au to bits and pieces, I really want you to listen to the series itself that inspired this au called: Evillilous Chronicles(most popularly known for the songs "Servant of Evil" and "Daughter of Evil" the two pride acts in the series). I just like to entertain the thought that if the og universe where to meet my ev au of them it would kind of go like this:

Charlie: So, you're another me?? But you somehow can't,,sleep?

Charles Klein: But now I can, I am now the 'sleeping' prince.

Ensue Cecil(Ev!Caper) flirting with Charlie(a lot and it's all salacious stuff).

Funny meme for this au; Baby snacher Finn(what?? Lore?? In this funny silly meme???? Nooo wayy)

『Sorry if this is way too long or too self-indulgent of me to share my aus—』

Oooo I really gotta listen to those songs about this Au bc it's intresting!

Also.mlp au is intresting I wonder how the boys pony marks would look like! Also my take:

Pegasus: Alphonse and Jack

Earth pony: Seth, Finn, and Charlie

Unicorn: Faust, Auron, and Lucien

Honestly I could go into dept about the map au for yv boys...

Also your OCs sound so intresting!!

#red rants #yuurivoice #ALSO I LOVE DAUGHTER OF EVIL #that song is my JAM #mlp au for the yv boys would be intresting!

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intairnwetrust · 4 months

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Short opinion to every Acotar Charakter:

Feyre: LOVE

Nesta: LOVE

Elain: LOVE

Bat boys: In the end they're just chic accessories for my Archeron queens in my eyes but I love them anyway

Lucien: Lost character, waiting for his comeback so currently more like than love

Eris: Love, sorry not sorry

Mor: I just don't click with her like her as Feyre's friend tho

Amren: After Acosf fuck off

Emerie: Definition of underrated, love

Gwyn: Canon Gwyn >>> Fanon Gwyn

Tarquin: My baby high lord, big like

Viviane: Make her finally high lady!

Killias: Basically also just Viviane's accessories

Vassa: No opinion but i am curious about her

Jurian: I found him kinda funny ngl

#Don't have the energy to tag every name 😂#acotar will do #acotar #acotar characters #my opinion #pro archeron sisters #bat boys

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captain-of-the-gwynriel-ship · 1 year

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god as much as I want the next book to be gwynriel and truly hope. you're right, I feel like we're still gonna have to suffer through e/lriel still.

my theory is that they're going to have a brief, lust driven affair (either in the novella or the actual book, hopefully not an ENTIRE book tho idk if I could stand it) before elain recognizes that az treats her like a prize instead of a person and kicks him to the curb for that bc we all know she dislikes to be babied and stifled at this point. they'd end up feeling guilty about all of this too considering the wrongness az describe in his bonus chapter about the whole situation. the bonus chapter signals to me that they're gonna do something stupid for Drama (which would tie in with his house smelling like flowers and bread in hosab ig, unless u have any theories about that part?) elain will realize lucien wants to see her grow and will actually HELP her grow and hopefully get her out of that court and off on the courtly adventures she deserves to go on.

Az can lick his wounds as his friendship with gwyn continues to grow and man I can't wait for their bond to snap into place so he can have his little 'oh' moment. I also truly hope that gwyn is just out there thriving and healing on her own time and doesn't know shit about these two idiots and doesn't get her feelings hurt with that necklace.

Ok so this might be controversial, but I don't think Gwyn has the necklace. I think Clotho still has it and will give it back to Azriel when he realizes what a collasal mistake he made. Hear me out: Clotho is the greek represenation of fate. She is the goddess who spins people's fates. I think that she knows that there is something between Azriel and Gwyn (like an untapped mating bond) and intervienes knowing what their fate is to each other. That is how I hope for it to go but I know SJM could also go with the necklace drama like ive seen it done in many fanfics.

I really hope that the farthest that Az and Elain get are stollen kisses. Honestly, Elain does not know him at all. They have known each other for two years and she doesn't know of any of his darkness and who he really is, just who he lets others see. If she knew how he thought about her, I know she would be revolted. I don't think she knows how he stopped her from trying to scry in ACOSF. She wants to do more and has a personality. He treats her like an object to be won, similar to how Tamlin viewed Feyre. Tamlin viewed Feyre as an asset and wanted to keep her safe despite the cost she would have to pay. Elain thrives and finds healing in the sunshine and open air. She loves to garden and feel the sun on her skin. Not only does she gravitate towards things that tie her to her mate, but also her true court. SJM left clues all along in ACOSF on how Elain does not fit into the Night Court.

I truly believe that the next book will start with Azriel being so hung up over elain, he builds a budding friendship with gwyn, and before he knows it he has fallen in love with Gwyn but it feels different because he is actually breaking free of what he thought was love (which was actually an unhealthy attachment to women who reminded him of his mother). This will leave elain at her rock bottom, because Azriel will choose gwyn over elain. Elain needs a catalyst for her book to start somewhere, and right now she has just been coasting without that thing to push her over the edge. I think that Beron will die at the end of the gwynriel book or emorie novella, making Eris high lord and Lucien will find out that he is Helion's son. I think that the elucien book will follow elain and lucien in the Day Court and they will be forced to interact in some way and it will allow Elain to finally see and be ready for something with Lucien, and in turn it will be a way for Lucien to deal with the whole situation.

#gwynriel #there are some hills I am willing to die on #elucien #anti e/riel

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