#elriel headcanon

[lunaduskxo]

Elain: Is that seat taken?

Azriel: That’s my lap.

Elain: I know what I said.

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[elriel-month]

Elriel Month Prompts 2024!

Hi everyone!

We are so excited to present the official prompt descriptions for the fourth-ever ELRIEL MONTH!! Like last year, we will have two prompts per week that center on different aspects and scenarios of the relationship between Elain and Azriel. We aim to foster a positive space for us to celebrate our favorite Seer and Shadowsinger. Head to our Instagram for Spanish and French translations of the prompts! We cannot wait to celebrate with you! 🦇🌸💙🗡🌹

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[bloomingdarkgarden]

Elain Torments Azriel in Blue

An Elriel Headcanon

The headcannon that after the solstice shitshow™ Azriel starts gradually coming to family dinners again. Elain says nothing to him but decidedly chooses to only wear gowns of blue.

At every. family. dinner.

Sometimes even to bake. Or to do chores. She plants blue hydrangea and larkspur in the basket outside of her bedroom window. She buys blue gardening gloves.

Azriel slowly starts losing his fucking mind. Elain just keeps buying blue gowns.

After three months of this he can't take it anymore.

He gives her a silent, beckoning look one night after dinner and everyone goes to bed. She follows him into the garden.

Azriel studies her softly, working his jaw. "Is there a reason you have chosen to wear this color every time you are in my presence?"

Elain merely shrugs, crossing her arms. "I just thought it would be nice to feel some part of you against my skin."

Azriel turns away for a moment, raking hand down his face with repressed emotion and then turns back to her in a holy, tender, inferno of need.

He grabs her face and devours her whole, pressing her against the garden wall and raking her perfect leg up against his waist. His cobalt siphons flare at the exquisite contact between them.

A moment later the shadowsinger rips off Elain Archeron's pretty blue dress completely and shows her exactly what feeling a part of him against her skin entails.

#elriel #acotar #elain archeron #azriel #shadowsinger #elriel headcanon #release the kraken

[shadowflorecita]

Head canon: Azriel is multilingual. The nature of his work led him to become perfectly fluent in several Prythian & intercontinental dialects and you can't tell me he won't be praising Elain in all the languages he knows. Rolling the tongue while he rollllsss his tongue ❤️‍🔥

#elriel #elriel headcanon #this is a treasured hc okay cállate #i neeeedd him to call her mi amor or cariño

[curiousity-cell]

yeah i’m excited for the plot of acotar 6 and elriel being endgame but yk what really makes me excited? a potential bathing scene which absolutely could happen - because azriel often described himself as being unclean or being too scarred or monstrous to touch elain

imagine a scene where he comes back to the town house covered in blood, believing it to be empty, and he walks into the shower and turns it on and gets in. elain, who lives in the townhouse now, quietly follows him in & gets in with him. she begins to scrub his body wiping the blood off and starts to wash his hair.

azriel tips his head down for easy access for her but when he does so, elain sees tears rolling down his face. so she brings his head down to her chest and lowers both of them to the shower floor and just holds him and let’s him cry it out, gently combing her fingers through his hair and whispering how much she loves him in his ear. calls him beautiful over and over.

she never balks from his darkness. she accepts it with open arms. this is a scene that would show this fully i think

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[fuckmelifesucks]

You Who I Desire

The one she had been mated to, the Autumn Fox with his clicking metallic eye and flowing auburn hair, was not who she’d wanted. For in his company, she was a mere shadow. A shadow in a shadow. She was the shadow of her true self, living in the shadow of her bond with him.

Though, the one who called for her heart, demanded her attention without even knowing so, the handsome brooding Shadowsinger of the Night Court. Oh, how he’d charmed her with his beauty and his understanding. But more importantly, with his wonderful company and unwavering attention. The Spymaster with beautiful scarred hands who had first taken her to the garden and who had spent time with her in silent companionship. In his company, she was light emerging from the depths of darkness. In his company, she bloomed—like a vibrant rose.

He was not her mate. Not the one the Cauldron chose worthy of her. No thread weaved through her ribs and his. And yet, it was toward him that she felt pulled whenever she entered a room that also graced his silent, shadowy presence. It was as if a hand had been wrapped around her very heart, urging her nearer to him. Telling her to approach him, if only to hear a sound from his lips in that voice of night-chilled mist and cedar as it floated over to her ears. Like a soothing caress to her weary soul.

~~~~~

Thought of this little bit while in the shower 🫠

A little elriel one shot i suppose

#more like thought of the last bit in the shower and decided to add some prefixto it #elriel #elain archeron #azriel shadowsinger #azriel x elain #elain x azriel #elain acotar #elain and azriel #azriel acotar #elriel fic #elriel headcanon #acotar #fuckmelifesucks

[ymaohohoh]

Elriel Masterpost

Elriel - Writing prompts & Masterlist. 

(reposting from my main)

Just some ideas I’ve been thinking about (over and over). Posting them to inspire others or I may take a stab at them myself. Completed fics are linked. Open to requests.

Completed

Elain is struggling with her first Fae blood cycle alone and refuses to ask for help because she’s embarrassed. Azriel leaves her a tonic. - oneshot

Their first time is obviously out in the garden - oneshot, M rated.

Azriel’s POV when they go to the Hewn City in Silver Flames. He and Elain steal a quiet moment together while Nesta dances. - oneshot with angst and smutty thoughts.

Azriel teaches Elain how to use a dagger. - oneshot

Azriel teaches Elain how to winnow and they end up angrily expressing their feelings. - angsty oneshot.

Elain learns about Rhys’s interruption on Solstice. She tells her brother-in-law to back off and respect her choices. Rhys, to her surprise, agrees to support her.

Elain and Azriel are about to die and confess their feelings. - oneshot, angst party

Elain asks the cauldron to take back her gifts, she wants Azriel instead. - oneshot

Prompts

Elain still finds it difficult to put her head under the water in the bath. She prefers her baths to be piping hot against the chill. 

Elain dancing at Nesta and Cassian’s mating ceremony – she wears cobalt blue and the stars are shining. 

Elain sees the sea for the first time. She wants to swim in it but she doesn’t know how. 

Mor spots Elain admiring the Illyrian boy’s wing’s and tells her about the wingspan rumour. Elain laughs until she cries. It’s the most she’s laughed since the Cauldron. 

Elain catches a bit of the Valkyrie training and admires the strength and power of the fighters, though she knows her own inner strength can match it.

Elain makes a pledge and gets her very own tattoo. It’s not in a place you see easily. Azriel has a look for it. 

Elain rejects the bond with Lucien and he's thankful. She feels a crushing sense of relief as the bond vanishes and they work on their friendship (they actually get along well now the drama is gone).

Elain sees her first Starfall. Azriel flies her somewhere to get a better view.

Elain tries on some Illyrian leathers for the first time. She can feel a certain person’s gaze on her. She looks just as good in a flowing dress though (and better yet - nothing at all).

Elain embroiders something for Azriel and he keeps it by his bed.

Gender Swap AU - Elain is the deadly shadowsinger and Azriel is the quiet gardener.

Elain and little Nyx play together. She thinks about children and motherhood and what it might mean for her.

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[nikethestatue]

When Elain touched Azriel's Wings

(the following is a headcanon)

Elain hears a commotion downstairs and rushes to Rhys's office

Everyone is there, and she is excluded, as usual

Azriel's is the only one seated, his leathers covered in blood and grime, and his left wing hangs uselessly all the way to the floor. It's bleeding, long slashes marring the dark, stretched membrane

It's the first time Elain sees his wing touching the floor. Usually, he prides himself on carrying them high and tucked in

"What happened?" she asks and Azriel notices her at once, and he is embarrassed. He never appeared so wounded and dishevelled in front of her before. Even after Hybern, he managed to hold his own

"Nothing Elain," Rhys is trying to remain calm, faking confidence. "We sent for Madja. She'll take care of it."

"He doesn't need Madja," Elain argues and sweeps past Rhysand, who is trying to catch her arm.

"Elain!" Elain" "Ela-in!" they all hiss and snap and whisper

"He needs me," she says instead

And then, she touches Azriel's wing

There is a collective gasp. Nesta barely manages to hold Cassian back

"You can't!..." Cassian gasps. "You can't touch a male's wings without permission!"

"You can't touch an Illyrian's wings like that," Feyre tells Elain

Elain ignores them all, and gently works her fingers over the slashes on Azriel's wing. He is tense and his breathing is rapid and erratic

She smiles at him

"Elain!" Cassian makes move to pull her away, but Azriels' shadows rise up like a wall, preventing the General from interfering

"Az!" Rhys and Cass gape at him, as the shadows envelop Elain protectively, while she lightly rubs the wing

Azriel shudders and a small noise of pleasure escapes his lips

"Ummm," Cassian stops, unsure of what to do, and rubs the back of his head

"She has my permission to touch my wings," Azriel manages to whisper

"Oh," both Nesta and Feyre sigh, exchanging meaningful glances

"Does it feel better?" Elain murmurs, her eyes never leaving Azriel's

"Oh, most certainly," he all but moans, pain forgotten

But she doesn't let go, and keeps caressing the wing with her cool, gentle fingers

"Mother's tits!" Cassian suddenly gasps in shock

"How's this possible?" Feyre agrees, and they all step closer

The wounds on the wing have closed up. The bleeding's stopped. Only silver scars remain

Elain steps back at last, and gives the claw a parting swipe of her hand

Azriel looks dazed

Amren smirks

Elain says 'Looks like I dusted off my powers at last'

@azrielweek-2023

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[highladyjane]

Been having a headcanon all morning that Azriel and Elain will have a daughter named Azalea conceived between some of those bushes in the garden during one of their "clandestine meetings"...

Besides being a very near combination of their names...

... Which also reminded me of when Elain was in Illyria:

"If Elain was a blooming flower in this army camp, then Nesta…she was a freshly forged sword, waiting to draw blood. [...] Nesta stared them all down. Elain kept her focus on the dry, rocky ground". (ACOWAR, Ch. 51) 

It's just the perfect name for our flowery gardener and her Illyrian 🌸🦇

Also, Happy Vernal Equinox to us on the Northern Hemisphere!

🌱🐛🌷🦋🌸🐝🪻🐞💐

#i spaced out while staring at my still winter-dead Azalea bushes and this popped into my head 😆 #they are SO Made for each other!!! #don't mind my ramblings and obsessions #elriel headcanon #azriel x elain #elain archeron #elriel supremacy #elriel baby

[duskandcobalt]

just burst into tears because my brain decided to be like “hey what if you imagined Azriel and Elain playing hide and seek with nyx and azriel lets nyx use his shadows to hide and elain has to act so surprised when nyx pops out of the shadows after pretending they couldn’t find him even though they knew exactly where he was the entire time” PLEASE

#I am so soft for uncle az and Aunty elain #esp with az with a CHILD???? #please I can’t #why did I think of this #elriel #Azriel #elain #elriel headcanon

[lunaduskxo]

elain & azriel aesthetics ✨

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[elriel-month]

✨ONE MONTH✨ until Elriel Month!!

We can’t wait to celebrate our favorite couple with you all! Prompts are pinned to our page. Remember to tag us (@elriel-month) in your posts to be featured here, and use the #elrielmonth2024 tag. 💐🗡️🌹🦇

🎨: carolemellow | commissioned by: @duskwhisperer

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[bloomingdarkgarden]

Elain taking Azriel away indefinitely on a crusade of gentle intimacy after she learns that Rhysand told him he'd be better off fucking a whore instead of her.

((they spend the next 5 years quietly gathering wild plant seeds from across various hidden landscapes of Prythian together))

#elriel #elriel headcanon #goodbye rice pilaf #be free bbys #save him elain

[archeronsgirl]

elriel headers

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[elriel-fireheart]

CRACK HEADCANON

Alright, I've had this absolutely ridiculous headcanon about Elain and Bryaxis living rent free in my head forever. Haters, I know how insanely and ridiculously stupid it may sound and the logistics just aren't there, so please disregard this and move along.

Now, I've wondered if Bryaxis could shape-shift. As far as I remember, he is basically cloud of your worst fear and nightmares. So I wanted to give him alittle...depth. This branches off an old headcanon that was made regarding Elain befriending Bryaxis in her garden or in the library. And it just kind spiraled out of control in my mind. But if you're still here just hear me out.

What if he can shape-shift into anything he desires? What if his purest and favorite form is a dragon. What if Elain somehow finds him deep in the forest in the form of a dragon, (I'm talking badass GOT Drogon type dragon) befriends him, and learns that he's actually the bryaxis that's missing from the Library and is tied to her sister? Come to find out, he's drawn to Elain and she essentially ends up convincing him to return home to the library, new window in place, surrounded by his hoard of books and gentle priestesses, on the new condition that he answers to her and agrees to fight for the Night Court in whatever manner she asks of him. In return, the wards are changed to allow him in and out occasionally so that he may find his freedom amongst the stars. After all, everyone is a dreamer in the Night Court.

I imagine the Library to have a large hidden cavern underneath. A warded tunnel that somehow leads to an ominous hidden cave in the forest, and it's essentially how he gets in and out.

Now imagine Azriel and the IC looking for Elain after she gets "lost" in the forest, only to hear a dragon's cry peirce the air and out from the clouds comes Bryaxis with Elain perched on his back. Hair wild and and beautifully windswept. Hands and thighs holding on for dear life. Eyes glowing. A devils grin bright on her face. Bryaxis roaring and flying fast as shooting star.

Azriel nearly goes feral in a mix of fear and sheer awe of this female. Dragons should only be myths, now. Long forgotten Gods of Illyria's history. And hear she sits proudly on the back of a literal living nightmare. Bryaxis's dark shadows coiling around her in errie delight.

Rhysand and the IC are just 👁👄👁. Speechless. I'm sure Cassian is white as a ghost and nearly faints. Cause what the actual fuck and Holy Mother's Tits.

So, yeah, you can decide how Elain gets lost in the forest, how she befriends Bryaxis, the bargain, how she uses him in the future. The potential dragon history of Illyria. How Bryaxis is part of the fight with Koschie or potential war. Elain being a dragonrider. Etc, etc.

If anyone held on this long, I applaud you and apologize for this purely chaotic thinking lmao. If anyone chooses to write something off of this headcanon, then please for the love of all that is holy please tag me so I can read it.

#elain archeron #elriel #elriel fanfiction #elrielmonth #bryaxis #acotar #sjm #elriel headcanon

[nikethestatue]

After the Rain

an Elriel Headcanon

@fawnandshadows​ happy early birthday present. You know I have no chill and can’t wait. Enjoy!

The first time Elain entered Azriel’s rooms she was drenched after being caught in a rainstorm

It was one of those sudden spring storms that came out of nowhere

She went to the fishmonger by the docks, who always had the freshest fish available, and just as she completed her purchase, the rain started

She was hurrying down the street, the rain pouring over her, making her dress cling to her body (immodestly)

Suddenly, a figure dropped from the skies, landing with an almost silent thud in front of her and a dark leathery wing immediately stretching over her head like an umbrella

“Oh,” was all she could gasp, observing the familiar, if forbidden, towering form in front of her

Wordlessly, as if this was all perfectly normal, Azriel scooped her into his arms, his embrace sure and firm, and they were airborne within seconds, the blessed comfort of his shield stretching over them, raindrops bouncing harmlessly over it

She clung to his neck with one arm, clutching her basket to her chest

Elain wasn’t afraid of flying. Not with Azriel. He was the first one she’d flown with, and the confident, unobtrusive hold of his arms around her body always felt comfortable, all fears forgotten

Surprisingly, he didn’t fly towards the River Estate, but took a turn and headed towards the House of Wind, which, granted, was a lot closer to them right now

She didn’t question him

They never really needed words to understand each other, to share in their closeness and when her cold hand wrapped around the skin of his neck, the thumb gently stroking under his ear was enough. It was permission. Encouragement

He landed on his balcony and opened the tall glass doors for her, ushering her inside

Elain entered, dripping water everywhere, leaving puddles on the floor

Azriel marched ahead of her and disappeared behind another door, leaving her to look around

The bedroom was large, the furnishings simple, but stylish, if impersonal. The bed was enormous, to accommodate the massive wings, and Elain glimpsed a walk-in wardrobe full of dark clothing. It surprised her--that he had so much clothes, and that everything looked kind of the same

“Here,” he re-emerged and handed her a drying cloth. “The bath is hot, if you want to warm up.” He nodded towards the bathing chamber, and felt her cheeks flame with...well, not embarrassment exactly. Perhaps it was more about anticipation and curiosity.

“I...have nothing to wear,” she murmured, taking the drying cloth in her hands, feeling his scarred fingertips brush over her skin

“My tunic is hanging on the door,” he told her, voice quiet. “You can wear that...” He swallowed. “If you want to”

Elain went inside the spacious bathing chamber, complete with an enormous bath and something called a ‘shower’ where water came from a spout. It was an invention that came from Dawn Court, and Elain was aware that Cassian had purchased it and mounted in the bathing chambers for Nesta, so she did not need to take baths anymore

Taking off her sodden dress, she stepped into the tub, finding it hot already. The water was steaming, and she had no idea how Azriel managed to fill it so quickly and make it so hot

However, she wanted to try this shower thing and she stepped under it...

And then nothing happened

The water did not pour over her and she stood there, shivering and disappointed. Oh, and naked, in Azriel’s chambers, no less

She waved her arms beneath the shower head, willing it to turn on, and still, nothing happened. She even poked some knob with her toe, and still, no water came out

Frustrated, she snatched the drying cloth and covered herself with it, before getting out of the tub and marching out of the bathing room, back to the bedroom

“Oh, by the Mother!” she gasped, seeing as Azriel stood in the middle of the room, his torso bare, wearing only a pair of dry soft britches, which males often wore at home here

If she were but a few minutes earlier, she might have seen him...nude

This time, her cheeks were aflame for a different reason. He looked so comfortable like that, so at peace. Seeing him barefoot felt strangely intimate. Which was an odd thought, because she must have lost her mind, coming out here like that, only wrapped in a cloth, naked underneath

He cocked his brow at her and stared at her in confusion. “Is everything alright?” he asked at last, and she did not miss his beautiful hazel eyes skimming over her form, briefly stopping on breasts, and then her soft pale bare thighs

“I...” she was here, and, by golly, she was going to do for it, “I...”

“What?”

“I want the shower!” she blurted out. “It doesn’t work. I want to try the shower,” she repeated, feeling itchy, hot and cold all at once

He smirked and nodded, as if this was a perfectly normal situation, and then beckoned her to follow him into the bathing room. He showed her the knobs that she had poked before, and turned them, explaining ‘hot, cold. You can adjust it to the temperature you want.”

“Thank you, Azriel,” she whispered when he smiled at her and her impatience

“You are welcome, Elain.”

It was bliss. This shower. Once he left her alone, she stepped under the pouring water and it was so hot, so wonderful, so sublime. For an Illyrian warrior, Azriel had an enviable number of products that lined the shelves of the bath enclosure. Lotions, soaps, shampoos, scrubs...All sorts of things which she ‘borrowed’ liberally. And as she lathered her body with something that smelled divine of cedar, she thought that she’d be smelling like Azriel

And closing her eyes, she thought of his body, the firm, stacked muscles of his abdomen, the wide span of his shoulders, the oily spill of his tattoos upon his dark golden skin, the delectable V that disappeared into his britches and pointed right at his...

She showered for a good 40 minutes and even then, turned it off reluctantly. What she wouldn’t give to have this at home! 

Home

Whatever that was nowadays. A place in her sister’s home. A set of rooms

The tunic was soft, well-worn, smelling of the same cedar fragrance, which made Elain pull the air deep into her lungs. It was big on her, obviously, and yet, when she came out of the bathing room, she never felt more exposed

The hazel eyes dropped to her bare milky thighs again

“Warmed up?” he asked, watching her, that hungry, warm gaze sliding up and down her body shamelessly

Azriel looked at peace, long legs stretched in front of him, crossed at the ankles, while his wings stretched behind him, looming imposingly over them

By the Cauldron! He was big.

Such large wings

Big

“Yes, thank you,” she tugged on the hem of the tunic, watching him lounge in a large armchair, papers scattered at his feet. “It was amazing!”

“You look good in my clothes,” he noted absently, his eyes devouring her, her long hair, her bare legs

“I...what?”

“What? he shrugged and then waved his hand and at once, her hair dried. The water just...evaporated

She gasped in awe and squeezed the ends instinctively, only now noticing the the puddles on the floor were also gone

“You can do this?” she demanded

“I can do all kinds of things,” he smirked

“But then...you could’ve just dried me up,” he told him, crossing her arms on her chest, glaring at him

“I could’ve,” he agreed, not looking put off in the least, “but then, you wouldn’t have discovered the joys of a shower. And you wouldn’t have been wearing my tunic right now”

She didn’t have an answer for that, other than her heated cheeks

Wordlessly, she looked around the room, the mantle of the fireplace bare. She rounded the bed, feeling his gaze upon her at all times, like he couldn’t get enough of her

She finally stopped and looked at the bedside table.

A glass vial. A little packet. A ribbon. A dried flower. And a sketch. 

The headache powder that she had gifted him two Solstices ago. The little pouch that contained the ear plugs that she gave him last Solstice. When everything happened. A ribbon. For her hair. Her ribbon. A dried rose which she had stuck into his lapel last Summer Solstice, when he’d won a pie eating contest. And a sketch--of her face.  A framed one, done in pencil. Not a very good sketch, but the likeness was undeniable

She turned around and looked at him. His eyes were still on her. Observing. Seeing. Watching everything she was seeing. 

She questioned him with her eyes. This small, private shrine of his, dedicated to her. Tiny tokens of love and affection. That’s all this man had. That’s all he valued. Her. 

“Home is where I am with you”.

#elriel #pro elriel #azriel and elain #elain archeron #my writing #elriel headcanon #after the rain #elain and azriel #elriel fanfic