#azrisweek2023

[velidewrites]

Eris: I’m begging you to PLEASE see a healer—

Azriel: Oh I’m sorry, is this OUR stab wound? Mind your own business

#azrisweek2023 #incorrect acotar quotes #azris #azris x eris #azriel shadowsinger #azriel acotar #eris vanserra #eris acotar #acotar memes #acotar #a court of thorns and roses

[incorrectacotarwords]

Azriel: …

Eris: *eyes covered in shadows* where am I?

Azriel: You’re in hell

Eris: This is more like my daydreams than my nightmares but ok

Credit to @iftheshoef1tz for the idea

#it’s for azris week #in honor of azris week #azrisweek2023 #azris quotes #incorrect acotar quotes #acotar #incorrect acotar words #incorrect acotar #incorrect quotes #acosf #acowar #acofs #eris vanserra #azriel x eris #azriel acosf #azriel shadowsinger #azriel acotar #azriel #azriel acowar #Azriel acomaf #a court of war and ruin #a court of wings and ruin #a court of thorns and roses #a court of silver fire #flames #shadow #acotar fancast

[ofduskanddreams]

“𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐀𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐈𝐝𝐢𝐨𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬”

I commissioned the incredible @krem-does-stuff for day 2 of @azrisweek and I'm utterly obsessed with how this turned out. It’s favorite tropes day and naturally the enemies-to-lovers perfection is what draws many people to the Azris ship in the first place.

This gorgeous, jaw-dropping art is based on the “they’re enemies but oh no they have to work together” section of the classic ETL arc.

The title of the art is one of the tags I created for my fic What Lies Inside (this commission is inspired by chapter 5 for those who know it.)

Reblogs are welcome, but please do not repost without permission. Characters belong to Sarah J. Maas.

#azrisweek2023 #azris #azris fanart #azriel #azriel acotar #azriel shadowsinger #azriel x eris #eris x azriel #eris vanserra #eris acotar #high lord eris #acotar fanart #acosf fanart #acowar fanart #azriel fanart #eris vanserra fanart #pro azriel #pro eris vanserra

[lady-riel]

Nesta: So you guys were enemies before you were lovers?

Azriel:

Eris:

Azriel: Stop imagining us in one of your smutty romance novels.

#incorrect acotar quotes #azris #azrisweek2023 #azris incorrect quote

[azrisweek]

𝐀𝐳𝐫𝐢𝐬 for MerMay

We are obsessed with this gorgeous art by @ hmmr.art! Eris and Azriel are so pretty as mermen—look at how their tails are entwined and the shadows swirling around them *dreamy sigh.* And you know what comes after MerMay? Pride Month and Azris Week!🏳‍🌈

◆ TEN DAYS UNTIL AZRIS WEEK BEGINS ON JUNE 4TH ◆

reposted with explicit permission from the artist. no additional reposts allowed. reblogs welcome. characters belong to sarah j maas.

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[icey--stars]

Something New

Eris has a new idea for the bedroom for Azriel, and Azriel wants to be his good boy.

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Day 6 of @azrisweek 2023 (NSFW)

a/n: AH! this is the one smutty one we have and GODDAMN. the kinks just kept coming up ya'll. i couldn't stop them. so anyway...

WARNINGS/TAGS: NSFW CONTENT! MINORS DNI. sub!Azriel, dom!Eris, choking, bondage, toys, praise, daddy kink, edging– bASICALLy, this is VERY smutty and very dirty. enjoy lmao

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“I wanna try something new on you tonight baby,” Eris said, even as Azriel shoved him up against the bedroom wall and leaned in heavily to crash their lips together. Eris shut up instantly as Azriel practically choked him with his tongue, moaning into the kiss. Azriel swallowed up the choked sound, groaning with pleasure. His body was already alight with energy. But Eris had other plans, it seems, as he wrapped a hand around Azriel’s neck and pushed.

“What,” Azriel mumbled, trying to lean back in to kiss his mate. Why did Eris always try to stop him-

“I have something new I want to try on you tonight,” Eris told him, tightening the hand around his throat. Deep within Azriel, there was a spark of part of him he didn’t let out often. Eris had been the only in history who could coax that part out of him. The part that told him to drop to his knees and whine for the touch of his partner and beg for it with “please”’s at varying points of desperation.

Azriel stopped pushing for a kiss, panting as he stared up at Eris. “What do you want to try?” He asked, a bit suspicious.

Eris pulled something out from behind his back. Azriel’s face flushed bright red as his mate pulled a large butt plug out, holding it in front of him so he could observe it. “I want to tie you up,” Eris’s voice was rougher and more… dominant. “Then I want to put this where I know you want it, and then ride you into oblivion until you’re begging to come.”

Azriel’s face flushed an even brighter shade of red and he audibly swallowed. “What makes you think I’m going to let you do that?” He tried for an air of dominance and control, but it was quickly fracturing.

Eris smirked, already knowing he’d won. “Because you want to be a good boy for me,” the male stated, lifting an auburn brow in challenge.

Azriel’s mind short-circuited on the pet name and he swallowed again before leaning forward to rest his head on Eris’s shoulder as he began rapidly nodding.

His mate chuckled. “Aw, look how desperate you are,” Eris taunted, tightening the hand still on his throat. Azriel couldn’t help the whimper that escaped him and the immense wave of arousal that threatened to make his knees buckle.

“Get on the bed,” Eris ordered sternly.

Azriel pulled away from Eris, bee-lining for the bed in the middle of the room, climbing onto it and trying to ignore the press of fabric rubbing against his cock. He laid on his back, pinning his wings against his back– but he trusted Eris completely.

Eris followed, picking out a bottle of oil from the bedside table’s drawers before putting both the toy and the oil on the bed and climbing over top of Azriel, who was shaking by now.

“You remember our safeword?” Eris asked gently, leaning down over Azriel, bracing himself on his forearms so he could whisper into his mate’s ear. Azriel nodded.

“Words,” Eris ordered, balancing on one forearm to slide a hand around Azriel’s neck.

“Yes,” Azriel let out in a rush, nodding. He bit his lip on the “please” that tried to slip out. He wasn’t going to beg this early into the game.

“Good,” Eris purred and kissed him, squeezing his neck slightly. Azriel felt lightheaded with everything happening. His cock was beginning to hurt from where it was still trapped in his leathers. He jutted his hips up desperately, letting out a whine when Eris dropped his weight onto Azriel to keep him still.

“Be good,” Eris growled as he pulled away from Azriel. “Your pleasure is mine.”

Azriel nodded. “Sorry sir,” he whispered. Eris’s pupils expanded at the words and he smirked wide.

“What was that?” Eris prompted, rubbing his thumb along the side of Azriel’s neck.

“I’m sorry,” Azriel repeated.

“No, not that. What did you say after that?”

Azriel swallowed and whispered, “Sir.”

“Say it louder.”

“Sir!” Azriel said quickly.

Eris grinned like a fiend and released his neck, rising up so he was kneeling above Azriel. “Good boy,” Eris praised. Azriel shuddered. 

After a moment of Eris just watching Azriel, he asked, “How do you feel about ropes tonight baby?”

Azriel blinked and was so overcome with a wave of arousal he let out a whine, closing his eyes and leaning his head back into the pillow while also desperately jutting his hips up for any sort of friction.

“I’ll take that as a yes,” Eris purred, and got off the bed again.

Azriel turned to look at him, feeling heavy and aching in multiple ways.

Eris got back on the bed a moment later, holding a length of silk rope in his right hand. Azriel shifted his wings into a more comfortable location but only ended up whining for a whole other reason. He was so sensitive right now. Even the slightest touch to his wings from the sheets had him tensing to hold back his climax.

And Eris looked overjoyed to see it.

“Now now,” Eris placated. “Let’s not get ahead of ourselves now. As I said, your pleasure is mine. If you move your wings again, I might just have to tie them up too.”

Azriel whimpered, staring at Eris desperately. He needed his touch or he was going to die.

Luckily, Eris seemed to understand and connected their lips. Azriel groaned as Eris’s tongue pushed into his mouth, running along his teeth and tangling with his own tongue. Azriel tried his best to reciprocate, but Eris was ravishing him. 

Azriel felt his hands being maneuvered above him and then silk rope being wrapped around his wrists loosely. He whimpered as Eris pulled away to focus on tying his wrists to the bed frame, leaving him helpless.

Eris finished tightening the ropes and Azriel tested them briefly, finding very little give. He was stretched out for his mate and he couldn’t be happier about it.

“Hmm…” Eris hummed while gazing down at him like some sort of god on a throne. “Do I need to tie you up more or can you control yourself?”

Azriel’s eyes were hazy and his eyelids were heavy with arousal, but he managed to look up at Eris, if even just to ogle his mate’s physique. “I’ll be good sir.”

Eris smirked and leaned down to kiss him again. Azriel was overjoyed by the action, groaning into Eris’s mouth. It was bliss. That’s what this was. Utter bliss and trust and need.

“I need you sir,” Azriel panted when Eris pulled back. “I need you.”

Eris reached down, swiping a hand over his inner thighs. “Aw, you’re going to have to be more specific than that, baby. Tell daddy what you want.”

That name sent Azriel higher than the clouds. It was brought out so rarely, as rarely as Azriel released all control to his lover, but it always made his cock leak, which was exactly what it was doing right now. It was also aching horribly. He needed Eris to touch him now.

“Please touch me daddy,” Azriel begged. “Please.”

Eris looked down at him for a moment with a gentle look, and Azriel thought he was about to deny him before he moved his palm up from his thighs to lightly grasp his cock. Azriel lets out another desperate sound of need, arching his hips off the bed for more.

Eris shot him a look and Azriel realized his mistake as Eris pulled away again.

“No, no, no,” Azriel murmured. “I’m sorry daddy. I’m sorry. I’ll be good. I’m sorry. You just feel so good.”

Eris gave him a small look. “Don’t do it again, baby, or I’ll be forced to punish you.”

Azriel nodded, forcing himself to relax and stay still for his lover. Eris smiled at his eagerness to please and reached down to take a hold of his dick again. Azriel stiffened, but didn’t move.

“Good boy,” Eris purred and gently began to move his hand.

Azriel let his head fall limply back onto the bed at the sensation. It was euphoric and almost too much for his frazzled senses, but he felt amazing. Eris leaned down to continue kissing him and he wouldn’t be surprised if he exploded right then.

When Eris pulled back, he reached over to the side of the bed where Azriel knew rested the bottle of oil from before. Azriel resisted the urge to shift his hips downward when he felt an oiled finger trace down his crack.

“Good,” Eris praised. “You trying to be good for daddy?”

Azriel nodded immediately, watching Eris with hazy eyelids. “I’m yours,” he said.

Eris’s eyes briefly darkened. “That’s right baby,” Eris purred. “You are mine. All mine.” Eris suddenly leaned down to begin to mouth at his neck and chest. When he bit, Azriel let out a keening noise.

After that, Eris didn’t stop with the sensation. His hand had moved away from his dick to balance and hold his other hand’s fingers right around his rim. He mouthed at Azriel’s skin, leaving marks and then on one particularly hard bite, he pushed one finger past Azriel’s rim. Azriel had to hold himself back from pushing into the feeling to get more of it. He needed to be good. He needed more.

Eris began gently thrusting that finger until he could fit a second. When he curled them inside, Azriel felt a wave of pleasure and he almost screamed.

“Aw, did that feel good baby?” Eris mocked. “No cumming until I say you can.”

Azriel let his eyes fall short as he panted harshly, letting out moans every few seconds as Eris continued to stretch him on his fingers.

When Eris abruptly pulled out, Azriel made a whimpering noise, opening his eyes to see why Eris had stopped and stopped dead when he saw his mate lathering the plug with oil.

“Be good,” Eris warned when he saw Azriel’s muscles bunch like he was about to move. Azriel was so close. He was so unbelievably close that only tensing every muscle in his body seemed to hold his release at bay. It was utter bliss to let go like this, let his mind go only to the pleasure and trust of his lover.

“Gods,” Eris groaned. “You look so beautiful like this. Spread out for me, tied up and helpless. You’re just letting me make you feel good, aren’t you? Such a pretty good boy.”

Azriel’s mind was so hazy that the only response he could form was just a moan as he attempted to keep his body still.

“You’re so desperate you can’t even form words,” Eris chuckled manically. “Look at you… so perfect. All mine.”

“All yours,” Azriel managed to grit out.

“Is that the only thing you can say?” Eris asked. “Just that you’re all mine? Just all those pretty moans, whimpers and whines and then the fact you’re mine.”

Azriel nodded and Eris moved the plug down to his hole, and began pressing inside. He threw his head back onto the bed, pulling at his bonds to either escape or get closer to the heady sensation.

“My perfect boy,” Eris whispered, closer to his ear now. “You want me to ride you baby?”

Azriel had forgotten that part already, but at the reminder, he was utterly fucked. He was already so close just like this, and if Eris rode him… oh he was so getting a punishment.

The widest part of the plug pushed into him and he keened at the feeling, whining high and needy. Eris released it as he squeezed tight around the conical shape within him, only proving to stimulate his own prostate and further overwhelm him with the utter pleasure.

Azriel briefly saw Eris swiping more oil and kneeling over Azriel’s crotch, so close to touching him, but not. Azriel felt so needy. He wanted to rub against Eris and make him feel so good, just as euphoric as he was feeling right now.

“Let me touch you,” he begged. “Please. I wanna touch you. Let me make you feel good.”

Eris looked up briefly, smirking. “You take what you’re given,” he said firmly and let out a little breathy moan as he stretched himself.

Azriel pulled at his bindings just to see if he could get free and turn them over to do what he wanted with his mate. Still, there was little give and Eris was too good at tying people up, apparently, to let Azriel escape. 

“I told you what I’m going to do,” Eris said. “And you’re not going to change my mind.”

Azriel groaned in defeat, but it quickly turned into a moan as the slight movement shifted the plug from where it was inside of him. Gods, it was overwhelming in the best way. It was keeping him on the fine edge. He wasn’t going to last long.

Eris suddenly pulled his hand away from where it was behind him, shifting a little more forward so Azriel’s cock was aligned with his hole. Eris got a little more oil and pumped Azriel a few times, causing him to groan and tense his muscles to hold back from moving.

“Gonna make me feel good, Az?” Eris panted, his own cock swollen with a red tip that was dripping profusely. Azriel smiled briefly at the fact he was affecting his mate as much as Eris was affecting him. “You’re going to stay still like a good boy so daddy can feel good.”

Azriel whined and nodded rapidly.

“Tell daddy how much you need him,” Eris ordered. “Tell me how much you want me to sit on your perfect dick and fuck myself on it.”

“Please.” Azriel was barely coherent and he felt so good. “Please sir. I want it so bad. I wanna make you feel good. Please. Please- please pleasepleaseplease-” His voice broke as Eris aligned his dick and began to sit down.

Azriel groaned with Eris at the feeling. He felt so used but it felt so good. He had a plug stuffed inside of him and his mate sitting down on his cock. It couldn’t get better than this, he decided.

As soon as Eris’s ass made contact with his hips, Eris’s head dipped down to kiss him. It was perfect. Everything was perfect.

“So perfect,” Eris muttered against his lips and then briefly lifted himself up only to slam back down with a moan. Azriel groaned, trying his best with his limited movement to suck at Eris’s neck.

Eris groaned and sat up so he could move easier. Azriel watched, enraptured by the sight of his mate sliding up and down his cock.

Azriel moaned as a particularly rough movement shifted the plug inside of him. 

“Gonna cum, baby?” Eris asked.

Azriel nodded, eyes closing, needing to feel the bliss of releasing the pressure inside of him. Needed to fall off that edge.

Eris immediately stopped, sitting fully against Azriel’s hips. The male in question immediately groaned defeatedly, pulling at his bindings to try and get Eris to continue moving.

“Please daddy,” Azriel moaned. “Please. I’ve been good. Please let me cum.”

“Not before me,” Eris growled and began to move again. “Be good.”

Azriel keened as Eris continued to slam himself down. Eris was so warm and the plug inside of him was sending him higher than the clouds. Higher than he could ever hope to fly.

Eris suddenly leaned down to grind in deep and as if he’d read Azriel’s mind, he put a hand around the top edge of his wing, gripping tightly.

Azriel let out a startled moan, opening his eyes to beg Eris silently. He wouldn’t be able to hold on much longer if he kept touching his wings.

“Almost there baby,” Eris panted. “Be good for your daddy.”

Azriel groaned. “Can I move? Please let me move.” He asked. If he could move and thrust his hips up into Eris and angle to hit his special spot that he had memorized by now… Eris would cum immediately.

Eris seemed to be losing his own sanity as his eyes briefly closed. “Alright baby,” he allowed. “Move. Make daddy feel good.”

Azriel immediately thrust his hips up. However, he didn’t account for the plug still buried within him again. He moaned loudly as he thrust into Eris’s warmth, with the plug pressing against his prostate while Eris still grasped his wing. He was falling apart. If Eris didn’t cum soon, he would say to hell with the punishment.

Eris moaned as Azriel continued to move, and one hand moved from where it braced him against Azriel’s chest to grasp his own cock and began rapidly pumping it. Azriel sent a brief thanks to the Cauldron for not making him hold on any longer.

As soon as Eris’s cock began to spew white, Azriel let out a scream at the added pressure around his cock and the squeezing grip around his wing (even with a little bit of Eris’s nails digging into the membrane) and came.

He felt euphoric. So blissful. So happy and so utterly comfortable. Distantly, felt hands smoothing down his sides and wrapped around him briefly in a hug. A gentle kiss was left on his lips, but didn’t block his rapid panting.

Auburn hair brushed against his chest as he began to slowly come down from his high. He groaned briefly at the feeling of cum drying on his stomach, but settled when he met those familiar amber eyes of his mate.

Eris hissed as he lifted himself up and away from Azriel. One hand went between his legs and then the plug was being pulled out gently. As soon as the bindings around his wrists were released, Azriel turned into his mate’s chest to hide his face.

“You okay?” Eris whispered.

Azriel just nuzzled further into him.

“Az?”

“I’m tired,” Azriel groaned.

Eris chuckled, bringing his hands up to pet through Azriel’s hair. “Let’s go take a bath baby, then you can sleep.”

“Cuddles,” Azriel protested.

“I know you want cuddles, baby,” Eris said, “But we can cuddle in the bath while getting clean.”

Azriel groaned, but it was a good idea. “Fine,” he allowed, but didn’t move. He just wrapped his arms around Eris tighter.

“Come on baby,” Eris said more forcefully, pulling away from Azriel. “Bath time.”

Azriel groaned as he rolled over to the edge of the bed, standing on shaky legs. Eris immediately supported him as he stumbled slightly.

“Did you like that?” Eris asked curiously.

Azriel nodded tiredly as his mate turned on the water.

“Can you use your words?”

Azriel lifted his gaze to look at Eris, seeing some slight insecurity flickering there. He smiled briefly and then tugged Eris by his hips to hug him again, resting his cheek on Eris’s side. “My brain still feels hazy. That was fuckin’ perfect. I felt so good. You’re so good to me. I love you.” The mixture of thoughts might’ve not been completely related, but they seemed to ease Eris a lot.

“Yeah?” Eris said in a teasing tone. “You liked me tying you up?”

“Don’t,” Azriel murmured in warning as he felt more arousal spark in his nether regions again. “I’m tired.”

Eris scoffed, chuckling softly. “Alright baby. Get in the bath.”

They got in the pleasantly warm water and lazily washed each other off before getting out. Eris sent a brief flare of power to dry them off, leaving Azriel feeling warm as he slid his legs into a pair of boxers before he climbed into the bed.

He was so damn exhausted that by the time the bed dipped under Eris’s weight, he was already asleep, but awoke briefly from his floating by his mate coming back to bed.

Eris pulled Azriel’s head onto his chest and began to pet through the hair at the base of his neck gently while kissing his temple.

“Sleep baby,” Eris murmured.

Azriel curled himself a little more around Eris with an arm over his stomach, a leg thrown over his mate’s and a wing over both of them before he passed out.

The last thought he had was about how much he loved Eris. It was a lot.

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TAGLIST (see post for getting added)

@bunnymallowo, @officiallyunofficialperson, @margssstuff, @rebloggiest-reblogger, @inpraizeof, @graciereads, @eos-princess, @ladylokilaufeyson5, @marina468, @bubybubsters,

(please let me know if you'd rather not be tagged in Azris Week or if you'd like to be tagged!!)

#azrisweek2023 #azris supremacy #azris #azriel #eris vanserra #azriel x eris #eris x azriel #eris acotar #azriel shadowsinger #acotar #acotar fanfiction #acotar fanfic #sub!azriel #dom!eris vanserra

[krem-does-stuff]

A little more of the last Azris painting process 🧡

#azris #azrisweek2023 #watercolors speedpaint #watercolors #speedpaint #my painting

[iftheshoef1tz]

your greedy eyes upon me

Rating: T (i know, weird)

Summary: Four times Azriel and Eris kissed someone else, and one time they kissed each other. (For @queercontrarian for day 2 of @azrisweek)

This is a small event as far as Starfall celebrations go, or so Eris was told.

He surveys the milling crowd around him on the House of Wind terrace, dressed in their finest. Shades of black, white, silver, and pale blue glitter around him, and he smooths a hand down his forest green shirt.

A lesser male would be nervous. Nerves only irritate Eris.

#azris #eris vanserra #acotar #azriel #fanfiction #azris intensifies #azrisweek2023 #azrisweek

[fieldofdaisiies]

Azris Week 2023

thank you @iftheshoef1tz @darkphilosphies and @ofduskanddreams for making @azrisweek possible🧡

Day 1: Prologues & Prequels - their first encounter

Day 2: Favorite Tropes - enemies to lovers

Day 3: Conceal/Reveal - But It Feels So Right

Day 4: Free Day - Fanart

Day 5: Alternate Universe- Azris Cinderella AU

Day 6: NSFW - Soft and Slow

Day 7: Epilogues - Eris Meets Azriel's Mother + Azris girldad headcanons

#soooo ready for tomorrow #azris #azrisweek #azrisweek2023 #azriel #eris vanserra #acotar #acosf

[foundress0fnothing]

Summary: Azriel Moreno and Eris Vanserra are both young literary scholars working to make a name for themselves in academia. After a disastrous conference, a lost job opportunity, and a messy one night stand, the two part and move on with their lives, only to find themselves forced to work together on a project years later.

Read here on AO3!

Part 1 is being posted today for @azrisweek Day 5: AU. Part 2 will be posted on 6/22.

Enjoy the snippet below:

“Whiskey. Macallan 18 if you have it.”

A voice to his right—smooth and deep—startled him out of his self-pitying spiral, and almost unconsciously, Azriel found himself turning to the source of the sound.

The man standing a few feet away from him at the bar was just as alluring as his voice promised. He was red-haired, tall, and lean—another academic, if Azriel had to guess: the long tweed overcoat pulled over a black turtleneck, a forest green wool scarf slung almost effortlessly around the collar of the jacket, and horn-rimmed glasses that drew attention to the man’s eyes (were they amber-colored?) all spoke to his profession, although he wore the clothing with an ease and a grace that few other young academics could quite manage. Azriel found himself entranced as he followed the path of the man’s tight, slate-colored slacks higher and higher, stupidly lost in the lines of his body. 

He hadn’t realized he’d been staring until the other man smirked and sat down on the stool one away from his own, nodding gratefully at the bartender who set the snifter down and took the man’s proffered credit card.

“Anything else, sir?” The bartender asked.

The red-haired man turned to Azriel. “Well?” He asked. “Anything else?”

#azris #azrisweek2023 #azris fanfiction #academia au #don't hook up at academic conferences kids

[velidewrites]

Azriel: When I die, donate my entire body to science

Eris: Azriel—

Azriel: Except my middle finger. Send that to your father

Eris: Marry me

#azrisweek2023 #incorrect acotar quotes #azris #azris x eris #azriel shadowsinger #azriel acotar #eris vanserra #eris acotar #acotar memes #acotar #a court of thorns and roses

[queercontrarian]

put it all on me (fashion)

azris week day 3: Conceal/Reveal

Eris helps Azriel dress up for a special occasion. Also they're married!

CW: none (except maybe light innuendo?)

here's the thing: i'm not sure if this entirely fits the prompt but i wanted to write something about autumn court fashion and azriel wearing make up, so this is what you get. also i didn't want to just post smut on nsfw day and then dip, that felt weird. anyways, enjoy!

also thanks to everyone over at @azrisweek for hosting and special thanks to @iftheshoef1tz for always hyping up my delusions. love ya <3

Read on AO3

"Mother's tits, will you just hold still?" Eris murmured, readjusting his grip on Azriel's face. The Illyrian sniffed, scrunching his nose.

"It tickles," he complained, lashes fluttering rapidly before he relaxed and closed his eyelids again. "Can't you just use your fingers like before?" Eris sighed and set the brush down on the vanity with a distinct clicking noise. Azriel opened his eyes again as Eris reached for his face and wiped away a smudge of dark powder from his cheekbone.

"No, not for this. You'll just have to get through it," he said, picking up the brush and dabbing it into the small tub of gold flakes. He leaned over Azriel and tilted his chin up to inspect his work so far.

"Eyes closed." Az breathed deeply and followed Eris' order. He leaned into his husband's touch and Eris hummed. "Good," he murmured. Then the tickling sensation continued as he carefully placed the gold on Azriel's eyelids. The shadowsinger could feel the concentration, Eris breath warm on his face until he finally pulled back.

"Look at me," he said, knitting his brows, "Center." Azriel turned his head slightly and stared straight ahead at his husband's face. Eris was already done, only missing his jewelry. After all, he could do his makeup himself on top of having servants assist him, while Azriel still insisted on having Eris do it for him.

"Yes, I think we can move on." Eris put the brush down and grabbed the kohl from the table, which was an even darker shadow than the colours already on and around his eye. He endured this too, although he liked how close Eris always came to him when applying it, until they noses almost touched. He was less enthusiastic when Eris grabbed the colour for his lashes. Azriel always got it in his eye for some reason, even after the years of practice he'd had at this point. They managed it without incident this time, but he was sure he'd smudge it later tonight.

"Up, look up," Eris instructed him impatiently, and Azriel did as he was told, staring up at the ceiling.

"You're so bossy."

"Not half as bossy as I should be, seeing how you don't listen to me," Eris replied, too busy dabbing colour on Azriel's face to argue. Eris worked quick, and after a few minutes of fretting over how symmetrical the look was there was only one thing still missing.

"Pout," Eris told him while he grabbed the lip colour he'd chosen. They'd regressed to one-word-orders again. When he turned back around instead of applying it as carefully as he had the rest of the makeup he leaned down instead and took full advantage, slotting his mouth over Azriel's and kissing him deeply. By the time he pulled back, the shadowsinger was breathless and flushed, his pupils wide and dark, and Eris was smirking, clearly very happy with himself.

"Pout," he repeated, and Azriel complied again. Unfortunately for him, Eris was serious this time, and instead of stealing another kiss he painted his lips with razor sharp precision until they were stained a deep red.

"Perfect," Eris said and Azriel preened at the praise. Although he himself had done nothing but show up and let himself be dressed and painted, he could feel his mate's excitement and arousal through the bond egging him on. He turned to the mirror and smiled, leaning a little closer to look at the gold on his eyes and cheekbones.

It had taken him a while to get used to Autumn Court customs, especially the fashion. Males simply didn't wear makeup in the Night Court unless they were performers or whores, but in the Autumn Court, it was normal to add a little colour to one's face, embellish or concealing certain features. He knew the look he was wearing now would get him more than a few derogative glances back in the Hewn City or Ilyria for playing so openly with masculine and feminine traits, but as consort of the High Lord of Autumn it was just right. He liked it. Eris left the vanity to pick out his jewelry and Azriel turned to the options he had. He needed some kind of necklace with his robe, and bolder earrings than he was wearing now. He'd picked up a few things after living with Eris for so long and occasionally being dressed by him or even his mother-in-law, the former Lady of Autumn, but he still had trouble deciding.

"Eris, help me," he called over his shoulder. His mate was by his side almost instantly. He grinned, tucking a loose lock of hair behind Azriel's ear. "Help me choose," the shadowsinger repeated, gesturing at the many different sets laid out in front of him.

"Either of these two go really well with my outfit," Eris said, picking two heavy necklaces and holding them up to his husband's neck.

"This one," Azriel decided, pointing at a golden neckace with an intricate design that would spread from his adam's apple to his collarbone. It was covered with tiny diamonds which sparkled in the firelight. The necklace was one of Azriel's personal favourites and he just so happened to know that it drove Eris insane. "Put it on me," he demanded.

"Now who's bossy?" Azriel rolled his eyes, staring at himself in the mirror as Eris laid the necklace around his throat and closed the clasp at the back of his neck, his warm hands lingering on his skin, readjusting the collar of his robe to display the collier perfectly.

"What next?" Eris asked, his voice low.

"Earrings." The High Lord was equally fast in choosing those for him. It only took him a few moments. Azriel held the jewels for him until Eris had found the right place for each of them. He didn't usually wear dangling earrings except for occasions like this. He liked how heavy they felt, and how the blue studs would match his siphons. Speaking of...

He could usually wear his siphons over his clothes, but the shape of the robe he'd chosen for tonight didn't really allow even for the new harness Andreya had made for him. He waa grateful for her help even though he'd been reluctant when Eris had first proposed employing an illyrian tailor to make his clothes for royal events. He'd quickly come to understand that his role in Autumn was vastly different to the one he had played in Night, and required not only a different skillset but also a different wardrobe. And Autumn fashion was not made to fit lesser fae. It seemed almost intentional how impossible it was to find fashionable clothes fit for a High Lord's consort as a male with wings. Eris had recruited Andreya through Emerie, and she'd been adjusting Autumn Court robes and clothes for everyday wear for Azriel in such simple yet clever ways that he increasingly found himself choosing the outfits she'd made for him over his old leathers. She'd also made him adjustable harnesses for his siphons that he could wear over or under his clothes, like he was doing now. Azriel would forever be grateful for her expertise and her hard work. He'd never admit it but he'd wanted to give up a month into moving to Autumn, feeling humiliated and rejected, standing out like a sore thumb in Eris' court. He'd never wanted to be othered again, and it had felt like he had walked right into the high fae elite's trap.

"Hands," Eris interrupted his miserable thoughts, reaching for him and sliding rings onto his fingers, thick and golden, some of them set with pretty gems. When he was done he lifted Azriel's hands to his mouth, kissing every ring. His warm lips lingered on their wedding band the longest and Azriel blushed like they'd been married yesterday and not more than fifty years ago. Eris stepped behind him, resting his hands on Azriel's shoulders as they watched each other in the mirror.

"Do you like it?" Eris asked gently, fluffing up Azriel's hair a little. Azriel grinned suddenly.

"You know, when we freed my mother all she asked from the High Lord were a couple goats. And she'd keep them with her at the house, and every spring without fail at least one of them would be pregnant. When the kids were old enough, my mother would always sell some of them down in the village. I joined her once when she took them into the valley, and I found out she doesn’t simply sell them, she dresses them up in little knitted outfits and self made jewelry so people would pay attention to them." Eris laughed and Azriel's grin widened. While Eris had been smiling much more in the last five decades than he'd ever seen before Beron died it was rare to get a real laugh out of him

"Well, you're the prettiest goat I’ve ever seen," Eris declared, still smiling, and kissed Azriel on his gold-dusted cheek.

"Oh, fuck off." Eris only laughed harder.

"I'm serious. I could never walk past you at the market, I'd simply have to buy you."

"I'm too expensive," Azriel countered, deciding to play along. They both knew that was bullshit - over his unfortunately long life Beron had amassed such obscene amounts of wealth that Eris could buy whole countries if he wanted. Azriel crossed his arms in front of his chest, knowing that it would draw Eris' attention to the necklace again. 

"It's my birthday, will you lower the price for me?" Eris winked at him, dragging him closer by his waist, his gaze indeed flicking down to his neck several times. Azriel placed his hands firmly on his chest to maintain a reasonable distance.

"Eris Vanserra, are you haggling? Should I be concerned about the state of the High Lord's treasury?" His husband snorted and only pulled him closer despite his arms between them. "Either way, no. No special birthday deal for you." Eris pretended to grimace like Azriel had cancelled solstice and as consolation for himself, the High Lord leaned in and stole a quick kiss, careful not to smudge his lipstick.

"But I do come with certain birthday benefits," Azriel added quickly, before he could forget over the heat of his mate's body so close to his. Eris' eyes gleamed with excitement. "Do you?" he asked, sounding a little out of breath himself.

"Mhm." The corner of Azriel's mouth twitched up at his husband's enthusiasm.

"What kind of benefits?"

"I guess you'll have to wait until after your birthday dinner to find out," Azriel teased, "Which, by the way, we should be leaving for. Surely by now all the guests have arrived." Eris groaned, clearly struggling to let go of his mate as he weaseled his way out of his arms.

"You're a cruel goat, Azriel Vanserra."

#azrisweek2023 #azris #autumn court fashion #married azris #isn't it fun when they get to be happy? we should do more of that #i choose to believe this fits the prompt except it barely does #azriel is stepping out of his comfort zone #post-therapy azriel???

[ofduskanddreams]

pretty boy

a modern au, bdsm fanfic which is a spin-off of “playgirl” by @damedechance — written for day 6 of @azrisweek

𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞. 𝐄𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐩𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐰 :)

[Azriel's POV]

He lost himself in the drugging pull of lips and teeth, the slide of Eris’s tongue, the pressure on his neck, the frantic dance of fingers searching for skin. Azriel gave himself over to it so completely that the sound of a door banging open and a woman’s teasing voice made him jump, eyes flying open. Eris was just as startled and they put space between them reflexively. 

There had been someone in the bathroom. 

Two someones. 

Of course, they had to be people he knew.

Elain Archeron stood half-behind Lucien Vanserra, her gold dress wrinkled, cheeks flushed pink, with a… yeah that was a bite mark on her neck. Damn, Lucien didn’t hold back. That was going to bruise.

Maybe Lucien and Eris were more alike than Azriel gave them credit for. 

“Ah.” Eris broke the stunned silence, looking utterly unfazed. “I see you’ve met my brother, Lucien.”

Oh, they’d done so much more than just “meet” each other. Lucien’s teeth “meeting” Elain’s neck was likely one of the more innocent ways they’d gotten acquainted in that bathroom. A huff of laughter escaped Azriel's still-tingling lips. 

Elain glared at him. She looked simultaneously flustered and furious. Azriel chuckled again.

Eris, just to be a prick, went on with his game. “And Lucien, this is—”

“Oh,” Lucien lay his arm across Elain’s shoulders, tugging her into his side with a wolfish grin. “No need for introductions, Er. Hazel and I go way back.”

◆ ◆ ◆ READ THE WHOLE THING HERE.

[yes, I changed the title at the last minute because having "pretty boy" be a spin-off of "playgirl" was just too perfect an opportunity to pass up.]

@octobers-veryown @krem-does-stuff @queercontrarian @valkyrieassassin @foundress0fnothing @areyoudreaminof @panicatthenightcourt @edgyellie @melonsfantasyworld @vanserra-enthusiast @brokeneveningstars @lady-riel @moonpatroclus @fieldofdaisiies

#azrisweek2023 #azris #and some #elucien #azriel x eris #eris x azriel #azriel #azriel acotar #azriel shadowsinger #eris vanserra #eris acotar #elain archeron #lucien vanserra #acotar fanfiction #azris fanfiction #azris fanfic

[octobers-veryown]

AZRIS WEEK DAY 4: FREE DAY

Hi folks, my first submission for @azrisweek is this silly little not absolutely destroying playlist!

I hope you'll enjoy it! I had so much fun doing it!

Thanks to @iftheshoef1tz and to @krem-does-stuff for approving the title 🫡🔥🖤🗡️

#azrisweek2023 #azris #azrisweek #azriel x eris #acotar playlist #eris x azriel #eris vanserra #eris acotar #azriel acotar #Spotify

[lady-riel]

Nesta: Are you two going to roll around on the floor again at this meeting?

Eris:

Azriel:

Eris: These days we try to keep our foreplay to the bedroom.

Azriel:

Azriel:

Eris: And some other places.

#incorrect acotar quotes #azris #azrisweek2023 #azriel #eris vanserra #azris incorrect quote

[azrisweek]

Azris by @s_holdthebus 🧡

commissioned by @flamesandshadowsfanfic for Day 2 of Azris Week. find the original post here.

All characters belong to Sarah J. Maas.

#azrisweek2023 #azris fanart #azrisweekd2 #azris #azriel shadowsinger #eris vanserra #azriel acotar #eris acotar #pro azriel #pro eris vanserra #azriel x eris #eris x azriel