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[moonlightazriel]

Forget me Not /// Azriel X F!Reader

Summary: They loved each other more than words could describe, but they were star-crossed lovers and their fate was doomed, especially when their worst nightmare came true. But is their love strong enough to survive this nightmare and can their souls one day be truly united?

Warnings: Smut, torture and death!

Word Count: 3,5K

Notes: The collaboration no one asked for but everyone needed ahahahaahahah Happy to introduce the first part of the fic @fieldofdaisiies and I wrote together. She's an amazing writer and making this fic with her is an honor. Love u baby and thanks for doing this with me, our baby was finally born.

Read part 2 here

His soft lips touched the hot skin of her collarbone, kissing as his hands gently unlaced her plain dress, she held his hair, her lips parted as soft gasps left her, her breath uneven as his cold fingers brushed down her spine. 

The space was limited and he was entirely pressed against her, his member touching her clothed core, she moved, trying to get some friction between them, to soothe the aching sensation on the apex of her thighs. 

“Where is the prince?” The feminine voice outside, too close, alerted her, she gently pushed him away, his eyelids half closed as he lost himself in her. 

“They are searching for you.” She whispered and he sighed, rolling his eyes.

“I’m so sorry my beloved, I must go now.” She nodded, avoiding his eyes, she hated when he had to leave. His index finger lifted her chin, and he kissed her again, his breath tasted like mint. “I love you dearly.” 

“I love you too, my prince.” He turned around, opening the door, and leaving her there. She closed her dress, used to this now, and waited a few minutes before leaving the tiny room to  tend to her obligations.

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“Have you heard?” She turned her head to see the blonde servant by her side gossiping with a friend, she turned back to the potatoes she was peeling for the royal family supper. “The royal family is hosting a ball in a week so Prince Azriel chooses his bride.” 

Her eyes went wide but she kept quiet, the knife sliding from her shaking finger and cutting her palm, she cursed under her breath and dropped everything, rushing to the healer's wing. She mumbled a couple of words to explain what happened as the healer started to clean and stitch the wound. 

“Be careful with that, or the stitches might rip and it will scar.” The healer said, dismissing her. 

She wandered around the castle, heading back to the kitchen to finish and then serve the meal. The queen was near the kitchen, talking with the chef about the ball, and how she wanted everything to be done. She was a terrifying person, the kind of person that truly enjoyed another’s suffering.

“Your majesty.” She bowed as she passed, the woman not even acknowledging her as she did so, thankfully she didn’t see Y/N shaking with fear. 

The only truly born with good in their heart was Azriel, the younger prince, her Azriel, the man she decided to give everything she was, the man she would love forever, even if they could never be together outside tiny rooms and late hours at night. Her heart ached with the thought that he would have to get married, she wanted to run away with him, to a land where he being a prince and she being a servant didn’t matter, all that counted was that they loved each other.

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“What happened to your hand, my love?” Azriel asked, seeing the stitches tying her skin back together, the skin around it was red and swollen.

“Just an accident working in the kitchen today.” she said, not quite looking at him, she had been avoiding his eyes ever since he sneaked up to her modest chambers in the servant’s wing, thankfully the castle was big enough to accommodate all the servants without the need of sharing rooms with others, so they had the privacy of her chambers to meet every night. 

“What happened?” His hand brushed her cheek, his index finger lifting her chin so she would look at him, her eyes were shining with unshed tears. “Don’t cry darling, talk to me.” He begged, his thumb wiping the stubborn tear that rolled down her cheek. 

“How much time do we have left?” she asked, her tongue licking the salty tears from her pink plush lips. 

“I can stay the whole night my dear.” She stepped backward, her hands held his, removing them from her face, she sat on the edge of the bed. 

“That is not what i meant.” He looked at her confused, eyebrows furrowed. “How long do we have until you’re married?” His throat went dry, his father had spoken to him that morning, saying that he needed to marry a princess soon to strengthen their alliances. His mind had been scheming ever since, plans to run away with her, he didn’t want to get married to a complete stranger, he wanted to be able to make Y/N his wife, have her carrying his children, being by his side forever. 

“I don’t want to get married, to anyone but you. And I don’t care  what my father says, let’s go, somewhere far away from here.” She blinked, the tears still wetting her pretty face. “Come with me, we deserve to be happy.” He kneeled in front of her. “Let’s start again in a new land, marry me Y/N Y/L. That’s all I want.” 

“Are you serious?” He nodded. “I want that so much that it hurts.” She threw herself into his arms, inhaling the smell of the fancy soap he used. He pulled her closer, hands roaming down her back, he started to kiss her neck, leaving a trail of wet kisses along her collarbone. “Make me yours one more time.” She breathed against his hair and he got up, lying her gently on the mattress. 

His hands were agile as he unlaced the front of her white nightgown, her skin smelled like roses, one of the few things the king made sure of was the servants always smelled great, so they provided scented soaps and perfumes for them. The thin fabric was soon discarded by the side of her bed, alongside his clothes.

He kissed her warm skin until he reached her breasts, one of them was cupped in his hand, the nipple trapped between his thumb and index finger, he pressed it, making her softly moan at the sensation, the other he kissed and circulated the nipple with his tongue, moving it up and down, she arched her back, and tried to rub her core against the knee he had in between her legs. 

She was desperate for any type of relief, she pressed her lips together as his tongue left her breasts and he started to lick down her belly, his right hand spread her legs open his finger spreading the wetness there, rubbing a circle to the bundle of nerves there, making her jump slightly, she wasn’t able to control the moan that left her lips as his warm tongue reached where she wanted him, he drew circles with his tongue, earning more breathy moans from her, her hands grabbed the prince’s inky black hair, involuntarily pressing his face against her. 

He was hungry for her, had been ever since he met her, so his tongue licked her like he was a starved man, he loved to hear her ragged breath, loved how she couldn’t control her body, neither the little whimpers that came from her mouth the closer she got to her orgasm. She squirmed underneath him, he grabbed her waist, pressing her down onto the bed, stopping all the movement as she went through her orgasm, he could feel her body spasm as he overstimulated her.

She pulled his hair, forcing him to stop, his chin was glistening with her juices, the sight of him like this almost making her cum again. He laid on top of her again, kissing her deeply, making her taste herself on his tongue. He adjusted himself to her slick entry, easily sliding inside her, all the way, their breaths in synchrony as he started to move, a slow pace as her walls were still sensitive from moments before. 

Just when she started to move her own hips, wanting more, he started to move faster, their bodies covered in sweat, as he made love to her, he was getting closer and closer to his own release, the bedframe hit the stone wall, while the sound of skin slapping skin filled the whole room, she moaned, encouraging him to go faster. His dream was to be free to make her scream his name, she never did, afraid that this would get them both in trouble, so for now he was okay with her screaming nonsense in the air. 

He moaned against her neck as he released himself inside her, feeling her walls clench around him as she had her second release right after him. He got out of her, collapsing by her side, pulling her closer, her head rested on his chest, hearing the soft sound of his heartbeats when he spoke again.

“Give me a few days, and we will be far away from here. My love for you is bigger than the universe.” She looked at him.

“The universe?” He looked at her, her hair was glued to her forehead and her cheeks were red from the effort.

“Yes, this earth is not big enough to measure how much I love you.” He saw her eyes filling with tears once more that night. 

“I love you Azriel, with all I am.” She kissed his chest, feeling the sleep wash over her body, making her close her eyes, a smile on her lips as she fell asleep with him still holding her close. 

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“AGAIN?” The woman yelled, pacing around the room, her fingers were shaking with rage, that damned bastard, he wouldn’t stop until he ruined his family’s name. It wasn’t enough that the King had the nerve to make his mistress’ baby a prince, the boy was trying his best to ruin everything. 

“What should we do, mother?” Marvin, the oldest asked, he had a couple of ideas in mind, what he could do to that bastard. 

“Since the little princeling won’t learn, maybe that whore will, do whatever you want to her.” She said, dismissing her sons, her blood boiled inside her veins, she needed to get rid of him. 

⋆˙⟡☾𖤓☽ ⟡˙⋆

Meet me in my chambers tonight.- Azriel

She read the note he slipped into her pocket again, his fancy handwriting, it wasn’t often that she got to go to his private room, always choosing to meet in her’s or in a more secluded place, but she dismissed the weird feeling in her belly and how heavy her chest felt.

She rubbed the soap on her skin one more time, scrubbing it until it was pink from the pressure, she always wanted to look her best to him, so she brushed her hair and dressed in her best dress, a green one, with a square neckline, it wasn’t much since the servants didn’t make enough to afford luxury dresses but it was the prettiest one she owned. 

She walked in the dark, only the moonlight illuminating the way to his chambers, she took a deep breath, fixing her dress before she knocked on his door, but the knock never happened as someone held her from behind, pressing their large hand over her mouth, her whole body went still, she was in panic, not thinking straight, so she didn’t resist as they took her through the holloways and down the stairs, to one of the cells in the basement.

Everything smelled like dust, and the temperature dropped significantly as they tied her to a chair, her mind raced as she tried to distinguish the two hooded figures, one of the males was taller than the other, and the one on the left was holding a torch.

“Please, let me out.” She cried, the fat tears streamed down her face, she was shaking in fear. The taller male approached, removing his hood, she gasped in surprise when Prince Marvin stood in front of her.

“Don’t cry princess.” He said, his voice laced with disgust as he rubbed her cheek harshly, wiping the tears from her face. “It will be quick, for us.” He smirked, the devilish smile on his face made her body go limp, she would die and there was nothing she could do.

The second man, Prince Elijah, approached, unlacing the rope from around her wrists and forcing her arms forward, he made her sit on her knees, with her hands extended to him, he slowly undressed her, leaving her bare in front of them, claiming that a nice dress like that shouldn’t be ruined by a whore like her. 

Her mind was numb, to the point that she wasn’t even registering the pain in her back as Marvin used all his strength to whip her back, the warm blood was everything she was feeling, even the tears had stopped as she accepted her fate, not able to fight back for her life, she closed her eyes, thinking about him.

Her skin was torn apart, big cuts on top of each other, and the cold breeze stung, making her whole naked body shiver. Elijah approached her, dropping a liquid in her hands, the smell of alcohol filled her senses and she started to panic again.

They were going to burn her, alive. She started to move her head, looking desperate when she heard the two men laugh, they were evil, sadists, they were having fun with her being tortured. 

“That is what you get…” Marvin said, lighting a match, and holding it close to her hands. “For thinking you’re good enough to lay your filthy hands on royalty.” And he dropped the match.

⋆˙⟡☾𖤓☽ ⟡˙⋆

The music from the orchestra was nice, the melody traveled through the room, capturing the hearts of those who listened to it, she moved her feet, soothing the urge to dance, to join those on the dancefloor, she held the tray filled with fancy drinks as she walked around the room, people would pick drinks without even looking at the small woman serving them, yet she felt observed, a pair of hazel eyes watched her all night long, Prince Azriel was the youngest son of the King, she blushed under his attentive gaze. 

Some flashes of reality mixed with the dream she was stuck on, she could hear people calling her name, things falling, but the music, the melody from the day she met him called her attention, snatching her back to the dreamland, where she revived all those moments by his side, where she loved him and he loved her back, with all the intensity of their love. 

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“What happened?” He demanded again, frustratedly running his fingers through his hair.

“We found her like this in the gardens.” One of the servants said, avoiding the Prince’s gaze, he was almost crying as he saw her, her forehead covered in sweat, her hands, her beautiful hands, burned, the skin had fallen in some points, and in other parts it was like the skin angrily patched itself together, in a way to remind her what she went through. Her back was also destroyed, he was disgusted with the cruelty, the servants did the best they could.

She was supposed to meet him two days ago, and he also hadn’t seen her around the castle anymore, when he went to her chambers he found her lying there, destroyed. He had a gut feeling telling him that it was all his fault if it wasn’t for him, she wouldn’t be like this now, so he didn’t care anymore, he stood by her side all day, missing all of his obligations, she was the only thing that mattered to him. They were able to manage her fever, but she hadn’t awake yet, and he got more worried as the days passed, he couldn’t lose her, he wouldn’t survive. 

She only woke up two weeks later, everything was painful, she adjusted her eyes to the sunlight that entered from her window, her whole body was in pain, she looked down, at her hands, remembering how they glowed as the flames burned her skin, she couldn’t stop the disgusted scream that ripped through her lips, she looked awful. The tears came, making her eyes burn, the door was open and someone got in.

“Hey love, it’s me.” Azriel spoke, holding her face. “Breath, please.” He asked and she did as he asked, taking her time to calm down, she could see him now, his worried and tired eyes, like he haven’t been sleeping properly in days. “You’re awake.” He said, she lifted her hands, just to quickly lower them back to their original position, she couldn’t touch him, he must think she looked like a monster now. 

“What are you doing here, they will catch you.” She said, what would his family do to him?

“They know i’m here, they cannot make me leave.” He slowly pulled her in for a hug. “I thought i had lost you.” He went to kiss her but she turned her head to the side.

“Thank you for taking care of me Prince Azriel.” He rose an eyebrow, looking confused. “But you can’t stop pretending now.”

“What are you talking about?” 

“I know you find me disgusting, I look horrible, deformed.” She looked at her hands, feeling the urge to cry again.

“You look just as beautiful as the first time I saw you, scarred or not, nothing can change that.” He rested his forehead against hers. “Everything is ready if you still want to run away with me.” 

“Really?” She looked at him, hope shining in her big eyes. 

“We can go tomorrow night.” She nodded, inclining her head until she connected their lips, he smiled as they parted. “We’re going after our happiness, my love.” 

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With the care they have given to her, the skin on her back had closed, leaving ugly scars behind, her hands were healing still, it was painful to move but at least she could still close her fingers, for a miracle the mobility was still there. Her colleagues helped her bath and dress, the wagon Azriel had paid to take them out of the castle was ready with a few things and a lot of money from his personal business. 

“Thank you all for helping me, I'm forever in debt with all of you.” She thanked the females in her room, they carefully hugged her, wishing her a better life. Azriel was waiting for her in the wagon, a smile across his lips as they climbed in, they were going to the nearest port, get a ship to the other side of the country, and never be bothered again by his family, he asked if she remembered who had harmed her but she pretended to have forgotten if he went after justice who knows what they could do to him. 

The wagon suddenly got to a stop, and Azriel swallowed dryly, someone yelled outside, and the two tensed. The door was yanked open, and Marvin was on the other side, a sword pointed to them, Azriel looked at him.

“Get out.” He demanded. “NOW!” They did as they were told, the memories of what happened in that cell made her dizzy, and the tears gathered in the corner of her eyes once more. 

“What is this Marvin?” The man didn’t answer, still making them walk to the front of the wagon where guards stood, Elijah was there too, mounted on a horse, and in the middle was the Queen, an evil smirk as she looked them up and down. 

“You dumb whore.” She said bitterly. “What my sons did wasn’t enough to stop you, greedy bitch?” Azriel looked at his brothers and then at the scars on the hands of his lover, realization washed over him and he turned around, his fist connecting with Marvin’s cheek, making his head fly in the other direction, giving him enough time for Azriel to  grab Y/N and try to rush. “Not so fast.” 

More guards appeared from behind the wagon, pointing their swords at the couple. 

“I’m fucking tired of dealing with you, you bastard. It’s a shame that Prince Azriel was killed during a robbery. So sad.” She laughed, waving her hand in the air, the woosh was quick, but Y/N was quicker, her body protecting Azriel as the arrow pierced her heart, she choked on blood and Azriel screamed in agony.

“Please, please love, stay with me. I won't survive without you.” He said, she lifted her hand, the scarred skin caressing his cheek one more time, her eyes widened with terror and Azriel felt someone grabbing his hair, and the cold blade on his neck.

“I love you, My prince.” She breathed. He looked down, not caring about the sharp blade on his neck, the blood was already pouring from the wound.

“I love you and i will find you, in another life. We will have the happiness we deserve. Promise me you will wait for me.” She smiled, her teeth stained red from the blood.

“I-i-i p-pro-prom..” She didn’t have the time to finish, as her head fell limply in his lap, the smile still adorning her beautiful face as he watched her die. The tears fell from his eyes, and he closed them, seeing her one last time, she would be waiting for him, and he wouldn’t stop searching for her. Marvin moved the sword, slitting his throat open, his body fell, with her still on top of him. In his last breath he knew he would see her again.

#acotar #azriel #azriel shadowsinger #sarahjmaas #azriel x reader #shadowsinger #azriel x y/n #velaris #moonlightazriel #night court #fieldofdasiies #moonlightdaisiies #angst #fluff #azriel smut #smut #azriel spymaster #azriel acotar #acotar fanfiction #acomf #death of a character

[the-fairyqueen]

ACOTAR Fancasting

#acotr #acomaf #acomf #acowr #acofs #acosf #acosf art #acosf fanart #elain archeron #feyre archeron #nesta archeron #rhysand #cassian acotar #acotar #cassian #azriel #morrigan #amren acotar #amren #lucien acotar #tamlin #fancasting #archeron sisters #batboys #mor acotar #acofas #sarah j maas #this took me days #credit to charlie bowater for the inspo art #charlie bowater

[blackparadoxx]

I tried to do a spotify playlist with all the songs that reminds me the whole serie. (Not only acotar but also acomaf, acowar, acofs, acosf).

I payed attention to the lyrics and they can fit for one or many characters.

If you have any recommandations let me know !

Hope you'll enjoy it.

I'll keep it updated (probably 🫠) ♡

#a court of thorns and roses #acotar #playlist #spotify playlist #feysand #nessian #elriel #acosf #acomaf #acomf #acofs #rhysand #feyre archeron #nesta x cassian #nesta archeron #elain archeron #cassian acotar #azriel acotar #sarah j maas #Spotify

[tcursebreaker]

MY 19th birthday!!! ACOTAR THEMED! My favorite gift of course being Feyre’s cake omg!! I’m so happy and thankful for my family ! I never ever celebrate my birthday but this was perfect 🤍🌹🎂💌

#ACOTAR #feyre cursebreaker #feysand #nessian #Elriel #acowar #acomf #ACOSF

[starfallsaint]

Okay I know people have mentioned the "Ree-sand" vs. "Rye-sand" thing, but learning the proper pronunciation of "Bogge" was infinitely more shocking.

#im definitely still going to read it Bog #acotar #bogge #acofs #acofas #acomf #feyre #rhysand #prythian #sjm #feysand #elriel

[cadiacore]

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ .sleepover.☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

hello everyone! i haven't done a sleepover in a while so i thought i would do one to celebrate 1.3k followers with you guys <3 thank you for putting up with my chaos and my fangirl moments. go ham with requests!

rule(s): i will not write or acknowledge r*pe prompts or any non-con, dub-con prompts. i write smut BUT i have to be in the mood to do so. so, with that being said, i am going to say I'll write LIMITED smut prompts. if i get too many, they'll be spaced out. also when you request, please include which prompt list letter and the number. thank you.

who i write for?: ruhn danaan, tristan flynn, nesta archeron, azriel shadowsinger, wrath (kotw), cassian (acotar), percy jackson, solangelo (no smut for them since they're minors), morrigan (acotar), gwyn berdara, and more. just ask and I'll decide if i feel comfortable writing for that character. (no real people pls)

prompt lists to choose from: A B C D E F

p.s. i will start on requests tomorrow!

#acotar #crescent city #kingdom of the wicked #kingdom of the cursed #percy jackson #nico di angelo #will solace #azriel shadowsinger #azriel acotar #cassian x reader #cassian acotar #nesta archeron #gwyn berdara #acosf #acowar #acomf #ruhn danaan #tristan flynn

[sweetsweetnuit]

sorry but i need to scream about my ACOSF dust jacket that just came in 🥹 done by x

#𝐦𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩 ⍤ #acomf #nesta archeron #cassian

[captainxsassafras]

Amren is my favorite because she doesn't baby full grown adult people.

Beautiful.

I could write so much more and, as much as I like Rhys' character and adore Feyre and love Azriel, the way they treat Elain... Irritates the ever-loving fuck out of me.

Like, when she was first adjusting to like as a fae, fine. Let her have her time and her space. We love it when people get time to heal.

But good fucking whoop, she's doing well. She's got her own thing going on, she's adjusting nicely to her new life and gardening the shit out of those fae gardens.

She's a goddamn adult.

Treating Nests like a shitty little gremlin (I'm talking before she was actually acting like a shitty little gremlin (affectionate)) for their childhood and how they treated Feyre, but treating Elain like poor baby boo-boo who could never do anything wrong (I'm sorry, but didn't she and Nests both sit back while spending the money whole Feyre worked her ass off?) and must be protected from the big scawy darkness of the world while not giving a goddamn single shit about what Nesta is exposed to.

Guys, guys. C'mon. You've got to hold people, including baby booboo Elain, accountable (I am taking about the characters holding other characters accountable. I am not talking about real live people talking character A to fantasy court and doling out imaginary justice). You can't just sit there and unconditionally forgive and protect Elain, while shitting on Nesta and throwing her to the magical metaphorical wolves for the EXACT SAME BEHAVIOR.

And if your explanation is: Well, it's Elain. You can't not forgive uwu baby Elain.....

No.

No.

And no.

And to be clear: this is not Elain slander. I'm actually really happy she's adjusting and finding her own place! I'd love it if she got a therapist, but I'd love it if everyone got a therapist. This isn't a critique of Elain, but of the double standards people have toward Elain and Nesta that are driving me crazy. This also isn't Nesta slander. Like, yep, for sure she's being an absolute dumb asshole at the beginning of the book. She's not blameless and she's not a particularly pleasant bunch of roses and she's really not handling her trauma basket well. But the way people treat Nests vs Elain is sending me though a goddamn roof. The double standard is so stupid.

And the constant babyfication of Elain. Goddamn. The 'she's so cute I'd forgive her for anything' is not where it's at.

#can you tell im reading a court of silver flames? #acotar #acomf #acosf #a court of thorns and roses #a court of mist and fury #a court of silver flames #acotar spoilers #acosf spoilers

[moonlightazriel]

Son of the Darkness XIV /// Azriel X F!Reader

Summary: Hidden for so long The court of shadows thrived, and things were great until the high lord's death, now the next in line should assume the crown of high lord of shadows, will he accept his duties?

Warnings: SMUT

Word Count: 1,5K

Notes: Unfortunately SOD is getting in its last chapters, this has been so fun and I love this fic so much, I’m so happy with how it turned out so far.

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When they appeared back in the House of Wind, he couldn’t contain his shaking body anymore, Y/N had whispered to him that she needed to shower and he went to do the same, the rage in his mind was gone and all that was left was the scary feeling of his empty chest as she was dying. He wanted to wait for her, he would wait his whole life for her to figure the bond on her own, he didn’t want to force her to accept it, but what if they didn’t have this time? What if they were doomed from the beginning and this is all they have left? After his shower, he went to the rooftop, it was dark, the house was silent as everyone went to sleep. He was tired too, but he couldn’t stop his mind, the frantic thoughts that prevented him from resting.

“Couldn’t sleep either?” Her voice was soft, and he turned his head, being able to see her in the pure darkness, even the stars didn’t shine as bright as they always did, like they were also afraid of the future.

“How did you find me here?” She looked at him in the eyes, like she could see him perfectly, she closed the distance and sat by his side.

“The people from our court can see better in the dark, one of the perks of being born in the shadows.” She smiled and he nodded, that’s why he was always able to see better than the others.

“That explains a lot then.” He looked at the sky, the clouds covered the moon.

“Azriel, are you okay?” He turned his head to her direction, her brown eyes filled with concern, she was the one that almost died and yet she was worried about him?

“No!” He confessed, feeling his heart bleed again as the image of her body filled his mind. “You almost died, I was scared that I would never see you again.”

“But I’m fine now, Az.” She grabbed his hand, and squeezed it.

“But you weren’t, the things I felt when I saw you, I don’t want to feel that ever again, because feeling that would mean that I lost you.” His eyes burned with the tears, there were so many things that he wanted to say, he wanted to give her his heart, but would she accept it?

She sighed, feeling the tiredness weigh on her, she scooted closer to him, closing the distance between them and kissing him, the kiss was soft, warm, like coming home after being away for so long. He wasn’t expecting it, but he let his hand rest on her waist.

Her blood boiled in her veins and her skin felt tight as she kissed him, her whole body moved on its own as she sat on his lap. The clouds had moved a little, so the moonlight casted a silver glow upon his features as she broke the kiss and looked at him.

“I’m in love with you. And I’m afraid we don’t have much time left so I thought that maybe you should know that.” She whispered, her lips were red from the kiss and she was blushing.

“You’re in love with me?” He asked her in disbelief, his hand squeezed the skin of her waist and she squirmed in his lap, making his cock stir with life.

“Ever since that first time in Kincardine, if I could, I would’ve burned that female down to ashes.” He kissed her again, his hands moving her hips until she was grinding against him. He could smell her arousal and she could feel his, the bump in between her legs brushing where she needed, her core throbbed with desire.

“I know some redheaded brothers you can burn down.” He joked after they parted the kiss to breathe. “Wanna go back to my room?” He asked and she nodded eagerly. Not trusting her voice to speak properly.

Shadows covered them as he winnowed, appearing right in the middle of the room, he was holding her against him, kissing her neck as he dropped her on the bed. He hovered over her, his wings flaring behind his back as her hand palmed him, his breath was ragged as she kept moving her hand up and down.

He looked at her body, his eyes wide as he saw the tiny black nightgown she was wearing, the silk mixed with lace made all the coherent thoughts vanish from his mind, her soft and hot skin smelled like vanilla. He removed one strap, kissing her shoulder all the way to her hand until he removed it, repeating the process with the other strap. Her body shivered at the feeling of his cold lips against her skin, and she sunk in that feeling, the feeling of him against her.

He exposed her breasts, kissing and sucking on them, tracing the pink scar with his finger.

“You’re absolutely perfect.” He kissed her scar and she felt her cheeks go red. His hand slid in between them, finding the wet spot in the apex of her legs, entering her underwear, he rubbed the bundle of nerves, making her squirm beneath him, he drew circles in there, until she was a moaning mess. He moved his kisses down her belly but her hands stopped him.

“We played too much already, I need you High Lord, I need you inside of me.” All the calm and restraint he had, were gone now, he removed the rest of her clothes and she helped him get rid of his own. His cock throbbed painfully, all the blood in his body concentrated in that specific body part. Pre cum covered the tip, making it glisten in the faelights surrounding them.

She grabbed him, giving it a couple of strokes before she positioned him at her entry, wrapping her other arm around his neck and pulling him down, making him sink deep down in her. The two breathed and she felt a moan leave her lips at the fullness she felt with him, she never felt so good before, it was like they were made for each other.

Azriel started to move, slowly in and out as he tried to control his breath, his heart hammered against his chest, and he had to control every inch of his body so he wouldn’t come right away. She was a dream, one he didn’t want to wake up from. She moved her hips up, meeting his thrusts, encouraging him to go faster and harder, she needed more and he was going to give it to her.

Their bodies met, and skin slapped against skin, the smell of sex filled their senses as he keep pounding into her. She clenched around him and he moaned, feeling a wave of pleasure run down his body.

“Turn me around!” She breathed and he obeyed her. Getting off of her and turning her on her knees and palms, she arched her back, face resting against the pillows and he almost drooled at the sight of her displayed entirely for him, with a finger he rubbed her clit once more, making her moan loudly at that. Adjusting his cock to her entry, he filled her once more, pounding harder and slapping her ass, until his palm was marked on her skin.

She moaned loudly now, his name reverberating through the walls, she begged him to go faster, her whole body shaking as she felt her orgasm closer and closer. With one hand he grabbed her hair in a ponytail, forcing her head up, and with the other he reached for her clit, rubbing it until all she remembered was his name, which she screamed over and over again.

“Please Azriel, I’m going to cum.” She begged and he pounded harder, feeling her wall clench around him as the orgasm washed over her, her body collapsing on the bed with a long moan coming from her parted lips. Azriel held her waist up, thrusting a little bit more until he felt his cock twitching, the warm jets of cum filled her, dripping from her puffy and red walls as he slowly got out of her.

He laid by her side, pulling on her sweaty and weak body until she was resting on his chest.

“In case it’s not clear. I love you too.” He whispered, kissing her forehead tenderly and she blushed once more, kissing his chest. He traced her scar again, his scarred fingers met with the marred skin in between her breasts.

“A group of warriors tried to get rid of me on my first year as general. Evanore could’ve get rid of this but I wanted to remember. Remember what they did to me and what I have overcome.” Her voice was soft as she looked at the scar too.

“No one will doubt you once you become High Lady.” He whispered and she looked up.

“What?”

“Oh nothing. We should sleep, the meeting is in two days and they will tease the fuck out of us tomorrow.” He said, rubbing her back.

“They will?” She innocently asked.

“You weren’t exactly quiet love, but let’s see if you can be quiet next time.” He winked and she giggled feeling the sleep consume her body.

⋆˙⟡☾𖤓☽ ⟡˙⋆

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#acotar #azriel shadowsinger #azriel #sarahjmaas #shadowsinger #azriel x reader #azriel x y/n #night court #moonlightazriel #velaris #son of the darkness #azriel spymaster #azriel smut #azriel acotar #acomf #a court of thorns and roses #acotar fanfiction

[wanderingpages]

Peaachhhh I miss it smut 😩

Lmao same 😭

#asks #one time I sexted like a novel and my bc replied like wtf I’m at work :/ don’t do this shit to me :( #lol then he was like that was really good imagery tho #:( I can only write in short bursts #maybe I’ll write a sexting fic lol #but even the idea makes me cringe solely bc of that acomf (?) scene #where there’s all that weird I wanna lick u bs #and honestly since then I have used the word ‘lick’ so sparingly in everything

[lovemyromance]

SJM: I thought it was obvious??

AKA - No analysis needed. The clues are there. Things are already happening.

Please keep your 80 page PowerPoints and highlighted words from your “8 books of canon” (none of which are actually from ACOTAR, btw) to yourself.

“I thought it was obvious” = no deep dives needed. No extrapolation or analysis necessary. The words are already on the page. You don’t have to work harder than SJM to come up with your own theories (*cough* see HOFAS crazy hype theories vs actual book)

“I thought it was obvious”

The ONLY couple currently mutually attracted to each other is Elriel. They have had moments since ACOMF. ACOSF did not end them, it gave them the setup for the next book. They are set up for the greatest tortured forbidden romance of the series, how can you dispute that? Why would you WANT to dispute that love story? I don’t want ACOSF 2.0 which was all physical and no substance. I want an angsty, slow forbidden romance. I want to fall in love when the characters fall in love. Elriel will give us that.

“I thought it was obvious”

The other ships do NOT exist on the page at the moment. Elucien, I will give credit to because they are still mates so that COULD happen still. But right now, where ACOSF ended, they had barely even seen each other in a year. The only romantic coded interactions have been between Azriel & Elain thus far.

“I thought it was obvious”

Elucien & Gw*riel have not shared any romantic moments. There is no romance between them at this current time in the series. I am not talking about “what could happen” or “what could Sarah be setting up” because she said it was obvious. That means it’s there already. There’s no reason to hypothesize and theorize about ships that don’t currently exist in the book. Because - and say it with me-

“I thought it was obvious”

What is obvious about elucien? Other than the fact that they are mates. That’s it. That’s all they have. Not even a conversation on the page. Not even a shared shy glance or brush of their fingers. It’s the equivalent of an arranged marriage neither of them seems to want. Analyzing 20 sentences about flowers and sunlight, going out of your way to prove feyre is an “unreliable” narrator when she questions the bond (but Cassian, fashion police of Velaris, is a very very reliable narrator)-Why? Is any of that obvious to the casual reader? No.

“I thought it was obvious”

I’m not even going to spend many words talking about Gw*nriel, as I don’t see it as anything more than a crackship. They have like 4 platonic interactions. Friendly. Banter, sure. But not all banter is a clue that people are predestined soulmates. Most people who read their interactions are not going to overanalyze spark and glow and shadow behavior. They shouldn’t have to because - again - none of that is obvious.

“I thought it was obvious”

Shy glances and subtle scenes in the background wasn’t enough for those who claim to be reading experts. So SJM released a bonus chapter where in clear black and white text, you see both Azriel and Elain desperate for each other. This man is willing to BEG on his knees for a taste of her/ the end. Why would you even want him with anyone else after that?

“I thought it was obvious”

All these characters I’ve mentioned have been supporting characters this entire series. Nothing concerning them is going to happen in someone else’s book-but the seeds have been sewn. Any scene with Elain could have been written with Lucien or her sisters instead of Azriel - but it wasn’t.

Ex: when majda says, “if anyone can figure out what’s wrong, it’s a mate”

Lucien is THERE. Feyre is THERE. Nesta is THERE. But who figures it out - not her mate, nor her sisters - Azriel.

Lucien could’ve shown her the garden, feyre could’ve sat with her and listened to Elain’s garden plans till 3am - but no - it was Azriel.

And this man is the only one in the NC I’m convinced that has an actual job and responsibilities. So he is choosing to spend what little free time he has with ELAIN. What’s not clicking, folks?

“I thought it was obvious”

Sarah-we love her-but she is Queen of cliches. Her writing is not some insane thriller level that has you gasping every page turn. She likes threes, she likes happy endings, she likes her male LIs desperate for their female counterparts. The answer to Amarantha’s riddle was LOVE. CC had “through love all is possible”.

You really think she wrote the line “hoped love would trump even a mating bond” and it meant nothing?

SJM doesn’t do anything easy. But she said it was obvious- because it IS.

#elriel #pro elain #elain archeron #elain x azriel #azriel

[theladyofbloodshed]

Remember when in ACOMF Cassian's wings were torn to shreds? And then in the next book they were healed with magic to the point that he was able to fly again? Incredible that they had the magical capability to do that and yet there was nothing they could do for Feyre and her baby. (The truth is obviously SJM just needed that there to stir up more drama and eventually have Nesta sacrifice her immense power and trade it for birthing hips. Also, seriously? You gave my girl BIRTHING HIPS just so she could have some stupid bat babies? The world building and logic of these books is insanely bad and poorly done.)

i hate it here bestie

#anon asks

[pinkrasberryfish]

Elain is the only fucking reason i read the entire ACOTAR series.... no cap. 

I was going to DNF after ACOMF. Yes, I know that’s sacrilege. Yes, I know Feysand is goals. Yes, they’re suh suh cuuh-yooot. 

But when I tell you the way my soul jumped out of my body like it never had before when Elain got dumped in the Cauldron and spat back out, only to be claimed by a mate IMMEDIATELY? 

And then, when our girl wasn’t interested in that mate? When she instead wanted to be lead up to the gardens by a handsome sexy batboy? I was again, like.... whatever you wish madam. I will follow you to the ends of literature. And marvelous taste by the way, I too have been extremely curious about that particular blue siphoned male. Please continue. 

When Feyre wonders why they’re not mates? When Nesta notices Az standing as far away from the mating bond as possible??? When he makes everyone wait for her to sit down for dinner ???? WHEN THE SOLSTICE GIFTS!?!?!? 

The only part of ACOWAR I remember is when Azriel saves Elain from Hybern. All I know is him giving her Truth Teller. All I live and breathe is him taking her up to the gardens. 

When I say that ACOFAS is my favorite, yes, that small filler book that no one talks about... it is because SHOW ME ROMANCE ANYWHERE ELSE LIKE THE SMALL THROW- AWAY SENTENCE THAT DESCRIBES AZ STAYING UP UNTIL LIKE 2AM TO LISTEN TO ELAIN DISCUSS GARDENING BLUE PRINTS LIKE OH MY LORD!?!?!?!?!?! 

So when I read the bonus chapter... to find out my suspicions and hopes and dreams have been confirmed... that our boy is in love with our girl and he’s ready to start a riot... you know what I thought? 

LET’S FUCKING GOOOOOOO.  

#so don't come at me with your elain theories #unless you've stanned like this #elain archeron #pro elain #elain #elain acotar #elriel #pro elriel #elriel supremacy #elriel forever #elriel fanfiction

[nikethestatue]

People think that they loving lucien is an explanation for elucien😅or that elain is like a flower so she needs the sun and since lucien is helion son then they should be together. I am just like how about we take canon as the reason for shipping and not some delusional idea. SJM can make 100million interviews and said whatever she wants but at the end the only thing that matters is what is on the books. Just look how she use to talk about tamlin before acomf because she didn’t want to spoil anything. The books are always telling us what she is really planning not the interview or a post wrote 5 years ago.

Yeah, firstly, whenever I read the whole 'she needs the sun' it confuses me, because she is not an actual plant....She doesn't need EXTRA sun to thrive and survive. She likes light and sunshine, but Lucien has little to do with both, just because he is Helion's son. It's not like he is walking around glowing like a lantern. He is still just a dude.

And again, what happened in canon? Feyre, the MC, despite being friends with Lucien, immediately put the breaks on the whole 'Elain should experience Lucien's fire' in her head. Instead of rooting for them, Feyre immediately had reservations. That's a pretty fat hint that was put out there that there is something strange and muddy going on.

Like I don't know how hard it is to understand, but SJM literally created a whole separate storyline for Lucien, going so far as to retcon his paternity, so he could be with Vassa. She made him cleave spells, and then sent him to find a spelled Queen. How thickly is she laying this on for everyone--it's Elain, his MATE, who basically finds Vassa for him, and gives her blessing for him to go his queen. Why is this confusing?!!? Do people think Lucien saying 'I am not here to see my mate' while shacking up in the Human Lands with Vassa is written for shits and giggles? It's obvious that Lucien isn't suffering the ill effects of his separation from Elain (for reasons I am sure we'll understand later). Elain is ready to throw it down on the couch with Azriel while the whole family AND Lucien are in the bedroom upstairs.

Is that the romance that we need? and want to read?

Not me.

[cadiacore]

please someone explain to me WHY the state of Virginia is trying to BAN ACOMF bc apparently it’s too OBSCENE ?!?! I can think of so many other books that are much worse than ACOMF. Like the fuck?!?!

#acomf #acotar #rhysand #azriel #cassian #feyre archeron #nesta archeron #elain archeron #amren

[katsum50]

First off this video was pretty funny and the second half of this statement is hilarious.

But everyone associates Gwyn as light? What? I mean signs point her to being a light singer, that’s the imagery there. I could go back and see it all in ACOSF, but honestly I don’t have the strength to read that sad book again.

Let’s just ignore the one female character connected to Azriel who is always described with light imagery. The one who has a cannon scene with Azriel where light and dark meet. It’s all there in the text, Elain is light.

Am I crazy? Am I? I mean it’s all right there, set up since ACOMF. But the more and more nonsense I see the more crazy I feel. Because until I stumbled into this strange fandom the only things I thought were that Azriel and Elain would be a thing and that Gwyn was sus.

I might be a little manic and unhinged today….

#elriel #elain archeron #pro elriel #im done