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masterlist

Anything marked with a ~ is nsfw. Minors DNI.

Azriel Shadowsinger of the Night Court ★

I've got my eye on you (Part two) -Azriel can't seem to keep his eyes off the newest member of the Inner Circle.

wingspan- The Inner Circle ladies have a much needed night out, talk about wingspan ensues.

Goddamn Azriel Shadowsinger.- Just another night of Azriel being hot.

Eris Vanserra Heir of the Autumn Court ★

~Good boy- Eris has been misbehaving, so you decide to teach him a lesson.

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Forget all my w.i.p.s. This will be the new upcoming works. <33

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#viradeity #vira:writes #azsazz #writingsbychlo #starfall week #starfall week 2023

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lovie tysm!!!! i honestly DID NOT expect it to get the attention that it did... and when you said "well-written" OH MY GOD. NOOOO YOUR FICS ARE ACTUALLY TOP TIER STOPPPP 🤭🫶

two month story wrap up and shout out part 1: x Reader stories

I haven't read many stories in the past months, but I managed to catch up with some. so here we go, a little shout out to amazing creators and my absolute favourite stories I have read lately.

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Son of the Darkness - by @moonlightazriel; Azriel x Reader; do I even need to say how much I love this story? and that it all came form a dream...god, do I love the storyline and how well-developed and varied the characters are. the story has so so much potential and is so different from other Azriel stories, check it out if you have time, it is so worth it.

Song Week- by @moonlightazriel; Azriel x Reader; this was a full week (so 7 stories) inspired by songs; not only was the idea amazing also the stories were incredibly and so beautifully varied.

Buried Underneath - by @bubbles-for-all-of-us; Azriel x Reader; you want angst? then let the queen of angst serve it to you. yeah, she likes to break hearts with her stories, but it is so worth reading them, you will not regret it.

Safe Haven - by @bubbles-for-all-of-us; Azriel x Reader; even though there is a sparkle of angst in it, she also writes amazing fluff, so check out this piece as well, it was sooo so good.

Pretty Princess - by @euphoricpixiee; Ruhn x Reader; there is a severe lack of Ruhn story and this incredibly author does everything to fill this lack. loved the story so much, definitely blushed because it is hooooot.

Ice Cold Kiss - by @azrielscrown; Azriel x Reader, I mean I doubt there is a single not good story on her blog, but this was phenomenal; Jesus I am still feral for it and definitely reread it one or two times; also I am still grateful she chose this picture because that inspired me to post my drawings.

Moonlight Rising - by @azsazz, Azriel x Reader; I mean I can only repeat myself but does this author have one story that is not good? I doubt it. but this piece had me in tears, sooooo cute and fluffy, gaaaah.

Building Bonds - by @cosmic-whispers, Azriel x Reader; I remember reading this when I took a little break from tumblr and just read on the web and not logged in. but I loved it sooo much and will definitely read it again soon. it is sooo cute and I love the idea soo so much, soooo well written, such an incredibly talented author

Overwritten - by @illyrian-dreamer; Azriel x Reader; this author is definitely the second queen of angst, this piece had me in tears and I cannot describe how much I love your writing and stories. this story was perfection.

Stay With Me - by @illyrian-dreamer; Azriel x Reader; yeah, definitely second queen of angst because this was heartbreak and perfection all at once.

Always - by @redbleedingrose; Azriel x Reader; I still cannot believe that this author asked me for writing advice all this time ago; the story is so incredibly and I love that you decided to post it; best decision ever because look what gift you brought for all Azriel x Reader story readers.

Wingspan - by @viradeity; Azriel x Reader; this was such a cute and funny little drabble and I ADORED it. so well-written

general shout out to

@azrielsbabyg @aroseinvelaris @brekkershadowsinger @brekkershadowsinger @kennedy-brooke @acourtofwhatthefuck @acourtofmenandthirst @writingsbychlo @azrielhours @swansworth this is a little shout out for you who don’t posts fics or where I haven’t read that many fics yet or where I couldn't decide for one as I haven't read that many of yours lately. but I wanted to make this shout out for your other contributions to the fandom (or your stories obviously) thank you for all your works and adding so much positivity and love to this fandom.

💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛

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I like my men how I like my coffee, tall, hot or cold, and full of cream.

#booklr #book men #aaron warner #jacks prince of hearts #cardan greenbriar #high lord rhysand #cassian acotar #azriel shadowsinger #batboys #books #books and reading #booklover #thirst trap

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Goddamn Azriel Shadowsinger.

summary: Just another night of Azriel being hot.

azriel x reader

A/N: Azriel coming in hot.

anon: I'm asking this through DM's, but we need Azriel just being Azriel in a fic!

WARNING: suggestive

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Walking up the stairs and into the town house, you leaned more into your mate, his arm around your waist. You looked up at him, he smirked down at you.

"Like what you see?" he asked. You scoffed.

"You know I do."

He leaned down to give you a quick peck on the lips. You let the kiss last a little longer, because you cherished these precious moments with him. Not to mention, he was a great kisser. After breaking away, he opened the door, and you were quickly greeted by the sounds of chatter, of the weekly dinner party.

Making your way into the dining room, everyone was already there. You spot your brother, "Hi Rhyssie!" you laugh out. Then, you turn your attention to your favorite sister-in-law, Feyre.

"Hi Y/n," she says, and brings you into a hug.

After your little greeting, you say hi to everyone at the table. Then, you sit besides Azriel, who's currently having a chat with Cassian. You were honestly tired from your mission the other day with Azriel, so you weren't paying that much attention, until your favorite food came out.

You looked up at Rhysand with a shocked face. You knew him and Feyre always planned out the meals at the dinners.

"What? he asked, "Consider it a gift for doing well on your mission."

Deciding not to stall any longer, you dug in. Suddenly, you felt a tug on the bond. Woah, woah, not even you eat me up that fast.

You then had a huge coughing fit, "Azriel!" you said hitting him lightly.

He just looked at you, "Sorry, angel."

------------------------------------------------------------------------------After dinner, everyone was perched around in the sitting room. You were falling asleep on Azriel's shoulder as he was engaged in a conversation.

Sleep engulfed you, just after you felt Azriel give you a kiss on your head and whisper, "Goodnight, angel."

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wingspan

summary: The Inner Circle ladies have a much needed night out, talk about wingspan ensues.

oh yeah requests are open!

azriel x reader

A/N: I had a lot of fun with this one. This was based off a popular Tik Tok sound going around now. Also, I am currently drinking Arizona while writing this, I realize I love Arizona just as much as I love Azriel.

THIS IS SUPER SHORT, I JUST NEED TO POST SOMETHING.

Warnings: Extremely Suggestive.

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You sighed against the loveseat you were sitting in, swirling around your wine in its glass. The girls have decided it was time for a night out. Honestly, you couldn't pass up the chance to hang with them.

The night was perfect, starting with you guys going for dinner, then doing a little shopping. Now, you were having a chat over drinks. You were completely lost in thought until someone called your attention.

"Y/n?" Elain asked.

"Yeah?" you replied, words not coming to you as fast doing to being a little tipsy.

"We were wondering um..." Elain seemed to blush and not continue.

Thankfully, Nesta finished, "We were wondering if Azriel has the biggest wingspan, for real."

The rest only looked at you with a look that screamed, "give us the details"

You laughed and took one big swing of your drink, "He might not look like he gets bitches, but honey that dick was 11 inches!"

When you finished, the girls jaws literally fell to the floor. Mor was the first to speak.

"I am actually crying for your cervix."

To this, Amren thoughtfully replied with, "In all my years of knowing him.....holy fucking shit."

Feyre just laughed, "Well- he's 100% the biggest, no question there."

Nesta looked at you thoughtfully and said, "I gotta say, I am pretty jealous, not even Cass could compare."

Elain had a face that said "what in Mother's name-"

When you got home, you saw Az. Rhys, and Cassian having a talk on the couch, they all looked up at you all as you came in.

"Hey love, how was your night?" Azriel asked.

"It was good, we talked about stuff."

"LIke what?"

"Wingspan." you deadpanned.

To this, the three batboys sighed, and brought out the measuring tape.

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<333 such a fluffy, well written fic! bravo!

Starry Night

Azriel x Reader Oneshot

Some fluffy late night talk with azzy✨⭐️

Warnings: noneee EXCEPT i literally didn’t edit this at all, i just had to get it posted. so beware and i’m so so sorry. 🫣

You hadn’t meant to spend so long up on the balcony, but the stars seemed to keep your thoughts in an endless conversation. The other members of the Inner Circle had dispersed after an evening full of wine and food, but you had hung behind waiting on your mate. One thought led to another, until you found yourself curled up on the outdoor sofa, staring up into a sky that seemed to go on forever.

You weren’t sure you’d ever get over the view. Tiny bursts of life filling a vast sea of black. The stars were so willing to allow the people who lived here to witness their beauty every night. A beauty you weren’t sure anyone here deserved, but were all damn grateful to see.

“I didn’t realize you were still down here. You should be sleeping. ”

Your head peaked behind the back of the couch, finding the eyes of the infamous Shadowsinger. He had gone off to speak with Rhys about his latest intel, needing to share it while it was fresh on his mind. His hands were tucked into the pockets of his pants, a fitted black long sleeve covered his impressive frame. As casual as he ever dressed himself, usually preferring his leathers and arsenal of weapons strapped to him.

He had been in a rare form tonight, having just returned from a mission that kept him away from home- away from you- longer than he wanted. The Spymaster spoke openly the whole night, laughing and joking with the whole table. Enjoying the much needed family time.

You liked seeing that side of him. Multiple times throughout the night you caught yourself simply marveling at him. He’d caught your eyes a few times, offering a smug smirk in response before returning to the conversation in front of him. Cheeky shit.

You didn’t mind it though. You were in love with that smirk. In love with the way he spoke. The way he laughed. Hell, you weren’t sure there was anything you didn’t love seeing him do.

“It’s not hard to lose sleep when there’s a view like this waiting for me every night.”

Azriel nodded, looking out over the balcony for a moment before he came to seat himself next to you. You moved your legs underneath yourself, allowing Azriel to press up against you as your head fell against his shoulder.

“Cassian was acting a fool tonight, im surprised Nesta didn’t cut him off sooner.”

You snorted at that. “You’re surprised? Im sure Nesta enjoys Cassian plenty when he’s too wasted. He gets a hundred times hornier.”

Your mate laughed, a delish sound falling out of his lips as his head fell back against the cushion. Cassian must have finished at least two bottles of Rhysands wine by himself, much to your high lords dismay. “Yes, i suppose that’s true. I guess we should count ourselves lucky he was sober enough to fly them back to the Townhouse tonight.”

You laughed once more, shaking you head as you thought about your friends. You loved them dearly, but couldn’t deny the sigh of relief you let out when they had decided to spend the night at the Townhouse instead of the House of Wind, sparing their friends the torture of having to listen to them well into the early hours.

“You haven’t told me how your mission went, or what exactly you were doing on it.”

Azriel kissed the side of your head, sighing as his hands tugged at your own, toying with the pads of your fingers. “ mm, let’s talk about it tomorrow. Let me enjoy the night sky with my mate.”

You wouldn’t argue with him, couldn’t argue with him- Not when those dark, angelic eyes met your own. How could you deny your mate of anything when he was so perfect?

You gave a look of contemplation, before finally sighing dramatically. “ Fine. You’re off the hook for now. Have you finished that book i lent you?”

Azriel hummed in response, head lazily leaning to one side. “ I did. I was surprised with the ending, in a good way. “

“ I know, it was out of nowhere. But that’s what i like about the author. “

He smiled when your eyes lit up, like they always did when you talked about books. “I’d like to read more from him. We should start the next one together.”

You shifted, burrowing yourself closer to his side. You blinked slow, body and soul finally feeling at peace now that your mate was back with you. “ Tomorrow, we can go to that bookstore down by the river and grab the next books.”

Azriel held you closer, leaning his head against the back of the couch. “ It’s a date.” His eyes closed.

You could barely keep your eyes open now. “ I love you. I missed you. I’m glad you’re home.”

“Is that your way of telling me you’re going to sleep?” Azriel mused, one eye lifting up to peak down at the girl in his arms.

You had already dozed off. Azriel kissed the top of your head one more time, before shifting your bodies. He now held you on top of him, your legs tangling with his.

“ Sweet dreams, baby.”

#azriel x reader #azriel fluff

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Thanks!! <33

tagging: @bubbles-for-all-of-us @profound-imagination @bookish-whore

I want to get to know you guys! Reblog and answer in the tags and tag anyone if you feel like it.

Pineapple on pizza? Mountains or the ocean? 1989 or midnights? Friends or the office?

Tagging: @bubbles-for-all-of-us @illyrian-dreamer @swansworth @fieldofdaisiies

#no wtf #ocean 100000000%#1989 taylor swift #thats a good question...

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hahhahah who's the dumbass crying at like 7 in the morning? it's me.

Buried underneath

requested: Could you write just pure angst for azriel x reader? Maybe like they can’t find eachother after a battle or something Thank you x

warning: angst, near death experience, nothing major

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You were still in Rhysand’s main tent only hours before the battle was about to break. You had been in more than one fight before. Been responsible for the soldiers. Helped to break rebelling legions. But never a war before. Never on a real battlefield. You were the only female who had risen above all of the others who were trained in the camps. Maybe it was the anger that had fueled you. Anger from losing your wings and being left with atrocious scars on your back. You had places be, points to prove. And you did just that. Catching both Cassian’s and Azriel’s attention within weeks.

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#azriel x reader #azriel #azriel fluff

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louder for people in the back.

azriel is so pretty i wanna kiss his stupid forehead and tuck him into his stupid blankets and cuddle with him in his stupid bed

#azriel #hot as fuck

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ayo what am i doing up late reading fanfiction?

A Formidable Pair

Azriel x Reader

Summary: As spymaster to the Spring Court, the Reader meets her unfriendly match from the Night Court as they work together to train, rebuild and repair Court relations.

Warnings: none

Word Count: 865

Notes: hi friends im back 🥲 first and foremost thank you to the anon who requested this! I love your prompts and had so much fun writing a short intro to this new series! I apologize for the unexpected hiatus—I had already written this chapter once before then lost all of my work when my laptop crashed 🥲🥲 anyways I hope you all enjoy! I aim to get the next chapter out sometime this week 🖤

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Sweat gathered and trickled down your neck as the thick, sweltering spring air weighed heavy with the creep of the afternoon sun. Winters in the Spring Court were enjoyable for the average female, a vacation spot even. But as a member of the Autumn Court, and despite your many years of serving the High Lord of Spring, you hated your posting here.

“Does that sound alright, Y/N?” Tamlin asked, his shoulder-length golden hair catching the light with a slight cock of his head.

“Yes, of course,” you replied, tilting your chin down, hands clasped tightly behind your back.

You had been trained for this since you could remember how to walk. Your parents, close friends of the Vanserra family, had recognized your talents from childhood and began lessons under the spymasters of the Autumn Court.

Bred for stealth, obedience, discipline, brutality, lethality.

You were unforgiving. Cold and distant. Like all good spymasters were.

Just like the Night Court spymaster, now standing at your side.

The High Lord of the Night Court’s lapdog.

Lucien had asked you weeks ago to serve as lead spy for a few months as they attempted to repair and rebuild not only physically, but also their relations with the other Courts and High Lords. You accepted, but not without letting Lucien know that he owed you big time. You hated being in the spotlight like this. And the deathly glare you snuck in before averting your gaze back to Tamlin served as a reminder to the handsome redhead, his mouth parted now in a wicked grin.

The past few months, you had been working as Spring Court emissary and spy, traveling to both the mortal lands and across Prythian to the other Courts on behalf of Tamlin to improve relations. Winter, Summer, Autumn, Day and Dawn.

But you hadn’t signed up to work alongside the Shadowsinger, his presence now like an oily stain to your left.

You had been avoiding the Night Court as long as possible. A war-mongering people, their long history of vicious brutality initially intrigued you, but their arrogance and ego, whether a front or not, were repulsive enough that you learned to stay away.

But the Winter Solstice Party was nearing, an invaluable opportunity to show that the People of Spring wanted peace. The trip up north became inevitable.

Rhysand and his spymaster had been visiting over the past week, traveling throughout the Court with Tamlin to learn how he had been rebuilding since Amarantha’s reign tore the entire southernmost lands of Prythian apart. You were praying to the Gods that he wouldn’t rope you into whatever political games he was playing. Still, to your dismay, Tamlin requested that you and the Shadowsinger train the new class of spies in the Spring Court over the next few days before heading north to attend the Solstice Party with Lucien.

If the shadows that nearly enveloped the tall male to your side were any indication of how he felt about being here, this next week would be absolutely miserable.

It wasn’t the bland mask hiding the killer underneath that bothered you. It wasn’t the shadows constantly whispering in his ears, nor was it his deadly, unrelenting gaze as he assessed you like a threat in your own Court. No, it was the haughty, pompous, self-important swagger, the fact that he hadn’t said more than two words to you since his arrival. You knew, just knew he considered himself a better spy than you.

That wouldn’t stand. No, that was going to change. You would shred his Illyrian pride to bits.

You kept your face neutral and didn’t let any emotions shine as you sketched a bow to your High Lord and made your way out to the training rings, sending a silent fuck you to Lucien, who still donned that wicked grin.

You heard the Shadowsinger muttering to Rhysand, likely receiving instructions from his High Lord about what information he wanted over the next week, before the violet-eyed male winnowed away. Then the near-silent footsteps trailing behind you.

He remained wordless as he followed, but his shadows indicated his presence, snaking along the floor lazily—a silent warning. You snorted.

“Is there a problem?”

You stopped in your tracks.

His words caught you off guard. Guttural and deep and dark, like the cold midnight sky given a voice.

You wiped any expression off your face, save for mild amusement, as you turned on your heel to face him.

“I’ve never met a spy that had to rely on anything other than their own wit and training,” you said sweetly. “Your…pets are interesting.” A dark, inky shadow circled you curiously, like a snake assessing its prey.

He pinned you with an icy, lethal stare—the mask of a trained killer, an Illyrian warrior.

A flicker of annoyance shone in his hazel eyes, glowing bright in the sunny rays streaming through the windows lining the halls of the manor.

He stalked quietly past you and out into the courtyard to the spies-in-training, his steps swift and precise.

Ice coated your veins at his dismissal.

You pushed against the rage threatening to lock up your limbs, following the winged asshole outside.

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#azriel fanfic #azriel x reader

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it is seven in the morning for fucks sake and i am a hot mess

Winter Winds

Azriel x Reader

Summary: Anon req: ik you probably won’t get to this in a while but i just read “in ribbons” and absolutely loved it!! got me so hot and bothered. anyway, thinking abt az, reader, and the kids got me thinking…what if the entire ic and their kids are all at wind haven for some trip or something. the oldest kids are pre teens, a bit older maybe. while at the camps, someone attacks the reader and she’s like seriously hurt. like seriously seriously hurt. az goes ballistic, and all the kids get so worried. but especially the older ones, maybe wren baz and zuzu, they get super angry and want to help az get revenge for their mother?

Warnings: Injury, mentions of blood and gore. Traumatized children but they are otherwise unharmed.

Word Count: 4,921

Notes: You didn’t think I forgot about posting today, did you? Silly. I didn’t make them pre-teens, they’re I guess a bit younger than that but close, but I think I’ve got most of the idea in here, except the revenge part. Sorry about that and sorry in advance this one’s kinda sad.

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“Daddy?!”

His son’s frantic voice slices up his spine like an icy blade, plunging deep and cleaving him in half.

At the sound, Azriel’s body flashes hot with adrenaline and everything else slows to a crawling pace.

He spins on his heel instantly, ignoring the grumbling of the camp warlord who’d been reporting to him, now muttering under his breath about letting his savage brood run wild in the camps, that he doesn’t know how to raise them.

His family means more to him than anything, and that terrified shout from his son to grab his attention isn’t one he’s heard in years.

Something is very very wrong.

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#azriel x reader #daddy!azriel #azsazz

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Enchanted

Azriel X Reader

Word Count: 1127 words

Summary: Inspired by “Enchanted” by Taylor Swift

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You were bored at the party that was being thrown in honor of your birthday.

How awful that sounded, but it was true. It was less of a birthday party and more of a political stance that your parents were taking, making sure that they invited the who’s-who of Prythian society. That meant most of the High Lords and their respective partners, along with their closest friends and allies. It also meant that none of your actual friends were there.

However, you were trying to make the most of the party. You had stuck by the bar pretty much the whole night, nursing several glasses of gin and tonic. The bartender was keeping you company, making you laugh every so often with a jab at specific esteemed guests.

Then suddenly, you heard the double doors open wide, and in came a rather large group of Fae. Fae you recognized as High Lord Rhysand, his mate High Lady Feyre, and their entourage. Showing up fashionably late, you smirked, knowing how much your parents would disapprove of that.

The entire group immediately wandered over to the food table, laughing amongst one another. You watched as your parents started to walk across the other side of the room to greet them. Your father shook hands with the High Lord and they both looked over in your direction. You immediately felt your cheeks turn red and you spun around to face the bartender once again. You went to sip your fourth gin and tonic, however you were severely disappointed by the lack of alcohol in this one.

“I’m cutting you off,” the young bartender smiled at you when he took note of your quizzical stare. “Besides, it seems as if you have some important Fae here to see you.”

You turned back around at the nod of his chin towards whomever was behind you. You were alarmed to see your father approaching with the Night Court High Lord, the Illyrian General, and the Shadowsinger.

You had never had the pleasure of meeting anyone from the Night Court before. The two courts were close, but your parents had never really encouraged venturing out of the Day Court. All the information that you gathered was from your eavesdropping sessions on your parents’ private meetings.

“It seems birthday wishes are in order,” Lord Rhysand smiled generously at you. The two other males with him stood silently behind their High Lord.

“Thank you, Lord Rhysand,” you smiled back politely. You knew how important the Night Court being here was to your parents and however much you didn’t get along with your mother and father, you also didn’t want to mess this meeting up for them.

As the males turned to walk away, the one covered in blue siphons moved to step back closer to you. “I need a drink,” he said, waving the other two off.

As he stepped up to the bar and ordered his drink, you got a good look at his profile. He was tall, and his large leathery, black wings were tucked safely against his back. His facial features were well defined and you couldn’t help but admire how beautiful he was. You had never seen a male like him or his companions anywhere in the Day Court, that was for sure.

“Can I have another gin and tonic?” you asked, snapping out of your stare and turning back to the bar. “And can you put some actual gin in it this time?” you added.

“Seems like you’re having loads of fun,” the male who still hadn’t left said, his tone laced with sarcasm.

You scoffed. “Well, I don’t know if you’ve noticed but everyone here is at least 800 years old and I’m celebrating my 500th birthday. And I’m sure you’re aware that my father invited your High Lord and Lady for more than just my birthday party.”

The male let out a small laugh, seemingly surprised that you knew of your father’s true intentions. “Well, princess, you sure aren’t fooled easily. Seems like your parents don’t know much about you if they can’t even throw a political get-together under false pretenses, such as your birthday party, without you discovering it.”

“My name’s Y/N,” you muttered. “And how much can you really know about my relationship with my family? We just met.”

“Azriel,” he introduced himself. “And it’s my job to notice the small details,” he grinned at you, placing his empty glass down on the bar. He reached into his pocket and placed money down on the counter for the bartender. It was enough to cover both of your drinks, plus a couple extra. “Care for a dance?”

You glanced at him suspiciously before placing a delicate hand into his outstretched scarred one, and he led you out onto the busy dance floor. A waltz started up by the string quartet your parents had hired, and you followed Azriel’s lead.

You placed a hand on his back, feeling the tight muscles underneath your fingers. His hand wandered a little lower down your back than what a friendly dance required but you didn’t make any comments. It felt nice to have a male holding you closely towards him.

He swept you around the dance floor, in a skilled, artful manner. The male knew what he was doing. And when you had told him as such, he smiled genuinely down at you.

“It never hurts to know how to dance, especially when there’s a beautiful female sitting by herself at the bar,” Azriel whispered into your ear.

His rough voice sent shivers down your spine, and he smirked as if he knew what his words did to you.

You waltzed through the last steps of the song and when the instruments had ceased, Azriel bowed deeply in front of you. “Thank you for the dance. I hope you’ll accept it as a fine birthday gift, as none of us brought you anything. But I’m the only one who will accept the credit for such a thoughtful present.”

You nodded quickly, feeling your cheeks heat. “It was wonderful, thank you.”

Azriel smiled at you and he turned around at a tap on his shoulder. Lord Rhysand was behind him, and he nodded towards the doors. “We should head out,” he grumbled. “I should have known coming here would be pointless. Hellion’s emissaries weren’t any help.”

Lord Rhysand spun around and stalked off, leaving Azriel to say his goodbyes to you quickly.

“It was a pleasure dancing and drinking with you, Y/N,” Azriel winked at you, and then slipped off into the crowd, following behind his High Lord.

As you watched the winged male wander off, you couldn’t help but wonder if he knew how enchanted you were to meet him.

#azriel x reader #azriel x y/n #this is why im bisexual

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viradeity · 1 year

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Love should be two sided, you write me love letters, and i keep them with me forever.

#dead poets society #sobbing at this #someone write me a love letter

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viradeity · 1 year

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The Greenhouse (Azriel x Reader)

Warnings: MAJOR FLUFF

Word Count: >400

a/n: I randomly came up with this today so I had to write it immediately. Hope everyone is having a great day when reading this. xo

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You had not been able to stay away from your greenhouse since your mate built it for you.

“You know what would be so nice in our backyard?” You said to your mate as you stared out the kitchen window of your townhouse.

“What, my love?”

“A greenhouse!” you said with so much enthusiasm Azriel is surprised you didn’t spontaneously combust.

Your hair was shining in the evening glow. Azriel would do anything for you, and so he called for Rhys and Cassian to help him with building you your very own greenhouse. The next day, Feyre and Nesta came over to help you supervise your males. You knew they could do it on their own, but you also knew what kind of shenanigans they could get up to.

You could not believe how fast they were able to build the structure for you. By the time you woke up the next morning, you had a beautiful greenhouse filled with shelves and all the supplies you needed. Hugs were given all around and one large kiss was planted on your mate’s lips. You had never had someone go to such lengths to show you their love.

As you paid the boys in a hearty breakfast, you didn’t think you could be so happy.

You blinked back into the present as you got back to work planting the new flower seeds you picked up from town today. You stood at the high table in the middle of the greenhouse with your favorite potting soil mix in your wide-lipped orange bucket. The sun was high in the sky beating down on the greenhouse. There was potting soil everywhere and your gloves were stained brown.

You didn’t realize it, but Az was watching you from the door. His eyes were filled with admiration and love as he gazed upon his lovely mate. He would truly do anything for you. Even if it meant having to take extra trips to Windhaven and the Court of Nightmares in return for help building the greenhouse for you.

He made his way over to you and wrapped his large arms around your waist, tucking his head into your neck. “Stop back-hugging me while I’m trying to plant! You’re distracting me,” you jokingly say. He kissed you three times before you were able to turn around. His eyes gazed into yours as he moved his hand to your jaw so that he could wipe away the dirt on your face with his thumb.

“Hmm?” you mutter up to him.

“I just really love you.”

#azriel x reader #crying my heart out #i got a tooth ache because of that fluff

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viradeity · 1 year

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Baby, I'm yours.

A/N: Hello everyone! This chapter took a while to come out, I know. This fic is based on "I'm Yours" By Isabel LaRosa.

requests are open!

Summary: Az is done with being "just friends."

Part One

Your head hurt thinking about the past few months, months spent thinking about him.

At first, it was a simple glance in the hallway. Nothing more. Then, it was going on missions together, the intimacy, the silence with both of you in a room together.

Soon, it was you two both being too modest to make a move on each other, but both of knew were damn well aware of your feelings for each other.

The mission last night was different.

You both walked into the temporary lodges after a long, hard mission. Walking in covered in sweat and blood, god you don't even know if the blood is your own or not.

Azriel looked to be in slightly better shape then you. Damn, this man could be to hell and back, and still come out looking gorgeous.

You were greedy tonight. You wanted more of Az. The adrenaline from the battle still hasn't worn off.

Making your way across the room to him, you swayed your hips. Making sure to make it so he wanted to taste you, every inch of you.

He grabbed your waist, and pinned you against the wall. "Love, are you sure you want this?"

"Mm~ fuck yes."

"Because, once I get a taste from you, I'll want more and more, and mother knows if I can stop myself."

He was trailing kisses from your arm up to your neck. Reaching your shoulder, he paused and then gave you a love mark.

"Azriel, trust me. I want to taste you, all of you."

"Don't worry darling, I'm already yours."

#azriel shadowsinger #azriel acotar #pro feyre #high queen feyre #azriel x you #azriel fanfic #azriel fic #azriel spymaster #acotar fanfiction #acotar x reader #acotar fluff #azriel x reader

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viradeity · 1 year

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I've got my eye on you.

summary: Azriel can't seem to keep his eyes off the newest member of the Inner Circle.

not proofread! so don't mind the mistakes.

Authors note: The plot is completely based off the song "Yes To Heaven" by Lana Del Rey. Go ahead and listen to it while reading this fic. Just a reminder this is a really short fic. Happy New Year!

This was your first Inner Circle Dinner. You had joined as the first "Spy Mistress Of the Night Court." You had met everyone already, including the mysterious Azriel.

Now, staying in the back of the room, downing a wine glass, you noticed his familiar figure approaching you.

"Staying in the corner all night?" he gruffed out. Holy smokes was his voice hot. It sent shivers down your spine.

"Believe me Shadowsinger, I've had my fun."

"Oh? Shadowsinger huh? Don't get cocky now you Lightsinger" he replied, while stealing the wine glass from your hands.

"Well it's not my fault the highlord and lady chose such a intriguing person to work with them."

"Oh please, Rhysand just had good taste."

"Speaking of, would you like to join them on the dance floor?"

"And if I don't?" he asked raising an eyebrow.

"Then, maybe I'll just dance away from you..."

Azriel put his glass down. "May I have this dance?"

A smile played on your lips, "Of course"

Leading you to the dance floor, you danced like clockwork together. Your moves and his moves combined mashed beautifully together. He had his hand on your waist. You twirled, and dipped. Your dance revolving and showing passion and grace.

When you were done, you turned away from him, and walked away. Azriel walked to his brothers.

"Well, what did you think of her?" Rhysand asked.

"Yes, are the Spies going to be a match made in heaven?" Cassian added.

"I've got my eye on her." Azriel replied.

#found in my drafts #fanfic #azriel x reader #azriel shadowsinger #acotar series #acotar #acotar fanfiction #azriel acotar #azriel #acosf #nesta acheron #feyre x rhysand #rhys acotar

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