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It's beginning to look a lot like C H R I S T M A S! 🎵🎄

Hohoho!!! Hello, giftee!! I hope that you've been doing well. With it officially being November 1st, the holiday season is upon us and I have officially begun working on your gift!! I have a few questions to help me along as I go:

What are your headcanons about Azris regarding the mating bond (if you think they're mated)? (i.e. do you think they know about it and ignore it? do you think one of them knows but the other doesn't? are they both oblivious? etc)

Which of the ACOTAR books is your favorite and why?

I look forward to hearing your answers!! Have a great week!!

Hiiii Santa! I'm so so sorry for making you wait to respond.

Like I think the one that knows is Eris, and it's a fucking tease, Azriel is oblivious but knows how to put him in his place. Like he would have be mad if Eris didn't told him and he discovers it any other way.

So much angst between this to, like, holy gods how I would like them to be soo angry, and the grovel over the mating bond.

My favourite book could be Acosf, but due to the Valkyries, like, I didn't like when they make a prison out of the HoW for Nes. Such a dicks witty that fucking decision.

Have a nice week santaaa

NO ROLE MODELZ | Azriels x FEM!reader

Summary: Y/N is from the Court of Nightmares and the bond snapped for her and Azriel, but she doesn't want to leave.

Warning: Angst

There was only one thing you loved more than the stars, and that was your little sister, Asterin was five at that time, and you had grow her up, your parents never at home.

Your father, Alexei, was a Lord of the Court, so obviously you had been in the reunions the High Lord and Lady had offered all times, but you scaped at the moment you saw the opportunity.

And that was what you were gonna do the second you saw it, but while searching a way to scape you saw two beautiful hazel eyes that cached your attention. And it was at this moment that you knew something would change forever, something snapped.

The bond had snapped to both of you. A warm thread was in your chest, you could see it glow when you saw that eyes again, but you felt terrified when you realized what was about to happen.

Males in the Court of Nightmares where such dicks them all, all wanting the females to left their family to stay in their house and provide children to them, like if they were only good for that, and you hated it, cause you knew that the male would take you from your family and Asterin would be alone with your parents, the worst part was that she would have to be left with what your parents give her.

You have received hundreds of beatings from your father, most of them when your sister was born, like you had to take care of her at the exact moment she was born, and you did, but everything she did wrong was a strong beating to you later, and you had received all of them, not wanting your father to take retaliation on your little sister. She was only five for Cauldrons sake!

But when the male was Infront of you it was even worse than you thought. It wasn't just a fucking male, it was the fucking spymaster of the Night Court, the fucking shadowsinger, the damn Azriel.

Your father had hated him even more that the High Lord, he was the reason his mate was gone, in his eyes was like that, the reality was that she had tried to murder the High Lord and his cousin, Morrigan, and almost got the job done, but it didn't count to Alexeis eyes.

If he discovered it you would be in such a problem, you started hating this even more. You had wished for a mate before Asterins birth, but know you couldn't let her alone at her fortune.

"Don't, please don't, I can't do this" you plead, almost like a whisper.

ONLY YOU | Gavriel x reader x Fenrys

Summary: there wasn't a thing they earned till you enter in their lifes

Word count: 2070

Warning: teasing, pet names (sweetie, little one, honey...), PTSD

Advice: English isn't my first language, so I'm sorry for the spelling mistakes

It wasn't as if they hadn't had anything before you came, but the fact that it was too long ago. They had served Maeve for so long that she had forgotten what it was like to have something for them.

It had been strange to meet you, the daughter of the king of Adarlan, a human with raw magic, Dorian's twin and a person of very strong character, they definitely did not expect to have to share a partner, although they soon learned that the bond was not only from them to you , but it also happened between them, only it was something complicated with the war and everything that had to happen at that time.

You were not to think about anything other than Adarlan and feel guilty for abandoning him, as well as thinking that Rowan was a good man, or at least behaved well with Dorian. You were the flour of another costal. The rebellious daughter, the one who had received the necklace long before Dorian and didn't know how she stood up, the only one with enough willpower to take this and collapse afterwards, the one who had never gotten on very good terms with Aelin, just a hearty one

You didn't have much left behind the princess of the Valg, almost nothing. And suddenly both warriors came into your life, as if they had fallen from the sky to help you and that it was reciprocal, helping you when you needed it most, even if that meant having to be there for each other. It had taken you too long to accept that you were his mate, the person who was destined to find them and make the three of them have a good relationship.

Your magic hadn't served anyone present, for some reason I could never use it at will, like I was asleep, something strange knowing that there was no Valg or no tower to do that, it just burst sometimes, like when Maeve took Fenrys.

The pain you had felt had almost made you not want to have known him to not feel it, and even though you had Gavriel he was just like you, both trying to move forward with what was on them, a war and to find Aelin. You didn't give a shit about finding the queen of Terrasen, nothing at all, not because you didn't like her, you respected her and thought she was doing a good job, but your personalities clashed a lot and you were more attached to Fenrys than you want to admit. Seeing him almost die and accept the blood oath froze you, the blood, something inside your chest had disappeared that day, just as you had locked yourself up again, moving away from everyone, Gavriel and Fenrys the first. The journey had been tense with them, you even wished you had traveled with Dorian and the witches, or Chaol and Nesryn long ago.

It had been hard for Fenrys to return to a certain normality, and when he did, you were no longer whole enough to give him what he needed, and although you thought that it would help him, it only ended up doing more damage to the relationship you had between the three of you, because even if it was between two specific people, the third always won in this type of situation.

Aelin and Rowan had tried to talk to you about it, but you had actively and passively refused. However, before arriving at the port, both had cornered you to talk things over, calmly, but you were going through so much right now that you didn't care about them, you were selfish and you knew it perfectly.

Maybe that's why it was never a fucking option that you were queen, because your problems were always above those of others, and even though it made you feel bad for a few seconds, then you would look at what you suffered again and return to the same vicious circle over and over again time.

They both tried to help you and talk, however you didn't say a single word until you saw Dorian again, your twin would know what the hell to do. He was your fucking anchor in this world, one of the only two people you would put his problems above your own for.

“You have to do what is good for you, even if it is selfish, if what you really want and need is to get away from them, you should do it.” The main problem was that it was what you wanted and not what you needed, but you were not going to accept that out loud, pride was far above anything else in your life, or at least in the highest positions.

But you had almost died in that battle, and you hadn't cared much about dying, so you wouldn't have to deal with yourself anymore, with the shitty thoughts you had. And they had saved you, in every possible way a person could be saved. Fenrys and Gavriel helped you try to heal, not just physically but mentally, but the Orynth battle, almost losing Gavriel and the damage to Fenrys, feeling his pain from the bond, you didn't care at the time that you were healing. Something in you stirred and snapped, and the magic you had was suddenly free to use it. You didn't even think about it for a single second when you went to the battlefield, nor when a hunch led you to Elide, Dorian and Yrene, to see Erawan, just to see him and know what he did to you. They let you deal the last blow with no problem, the blow that left him in ashes, nothing, nothing left of him, however your magic wanted more, much more.

The next thing you remember was getting to Gavriel's side, on the stairs, and keeping him from dying, you didn't know what magic you were using, but you had made the heartbeat much stronger and made him live, he wasn't dead, and you could still feel him. Fenrys by the lasso, so it didn't even cross your mind that she might die, not now that her magic was free and she was sure she could try.

Aelin's coronation and the journey they all took together almost made her lose her mind, the pride in the eyes of Fenrys and Gavriel was something you would never forget.

You had had to say goodbye to your brother, because as much as you wanted to go back to Adarlan, back to your people, you had to learn to heal with Gavriel and Fenrys, you had to heal all three. Because ever since the war had ended, nightmares of Maeve's torture haunted Fenrys every night, nightmares of losing you haunted Gavriel, and just remembering everything you'd been through made you have horrible nightmares and panic attacks all over. the nights.

It was six months until you could say that things were working now, that there was no shame in anything that the two of you could do. Aelin was very grateful to make Fenrys happy, and Aedion had started to get along with her, not for nothing was he the person who was making her father better than her.

And now the three of them had moved to a house, far from the palace, in the forest of Oakwald, a place between Perranth, Rosamel and Caraverre. A home just for them, although they had practically not let her make a move, but she had openly told them to fuck off, making the fun of that night multiplied.

"What are you thinking, little one?" Gavriel's arms wrapped around his waist as his head rested on yours.

"Nothing."

"Liar" Fenrys barked with amusement appearing in her field of vision, a smile on his lips and some sweets in his hand.

He left them on the table in the living room to approach the two. First he gave you a sweet kiss and then he kissed Gavriel, for you it was not strange, they were a couple after all, just like you, the rest of the Cadre had had a hard time getting used to seeing two of their members not only as companions but in a polyamorous relationship.

"You never think about anything, you're always thinking about everything" Fenrys spoke, with his hands on your cheeks.

"What were you thinking, honey?" It was no longer a sweet tone, but a tone that promised many things if you did not answer the question truthfully.

You had never understood when they could read you with such ease, you were not bad at lying, in fact it was one of your best qualities, and now you were in these. The feeling of feeling loved no matter what was foreign to you, Dorian was the only one who had managed to make you feel one hundred percent comfortable, Chaol almost one hundred percent, and Gavriel and Fenrys, whom you had known for a few months, It hadn't cost them anything to get into your life and understand and love you, no matter what.

And there you were, in the arms of two of the people you loved most in the world, with a home, a life and in peace. The love between the three of you went further than you could really even understand, the way you wanted to think of everything was incredible. And that you were not convinced at first when you stayed in Terrasen with them.v"In everything we've been through to get here, in how my life went to shit because of a fucking Valg and I had to live with a lot of shit after that" totally sincere, he had omitted the part where he wanted them with all his soul, but they knew it, you had told them on several occasions.

"And?" You frowned.

"Like what? What more do you want?" You asked in confusion.

"You've been out of your mind for several minutes, you can't tell me there's no more" you rolled your eyes when Fenrys started laughing, pinching him, getting him to get annoyed enough to complain, although in your eyes Fenrys was a dramatic, it was your dramatic, your dramatic.

From Gavriel and you, from no one else.

"Details about that, there hasn't been much else, nothing important" you spoke dismissively.

"Yeah," Fenrys sneered, "and I don't have a fetish for seeing you in subspace," he stated.

"We have, because I'm seriously thinking of leaving you like this every day" he murmured and looked at Fenrys, leaving you aside "how would you like it?"

Fenrys gave you a quick glance, you looked so small between their bodies.

"You would look fucking sexy, sweetie."

And you wouldn't mind the hell they both did to you, because you knew it wouldn't be anything you couldn't take, you knew it was normal for you, that they would never hurt you.

Because only they made you feel as if they were taking you to the stars, they didn't make you see them, they took you to them, looking for the same from you, and surprisingly you hadn't had any problem with it at all. "Or how good she would look tied up, while you play with her and I devour her" the three of you knew that by devouring you he didn't mean the mouth, Fenrys had a problem with your intimate area, a very big one, because he loved devouring you as if there would be no tomorrow and he would not have eaten in his damn existence.

"I'd even let you choose the scent of the candles" Gavriel murmured placing a kiss on your neck, soft, like a promise, Fenrys kissed you on the lips, sealing whatever this was.

"What a tempting offer" you purred, and then you looked into those black eyes that drove you crazy, as if you hadn't seen them in your whole damn existence, then you turned to Gavriel's, so wild, you were crazy about the contrast of the color of their eyes, all of them drove you crazy and you loved that.

"Decide quickly, because the offer won't be available much longer, not in a nice way," Gavriel reasoned.

"Only you can make that idea sound tempting" you snorted "there is no one in this existence who can say that without sounding crazy" you spoke.

"Only we are going to be able to taste you this way, forever and ever" Fenrys murmured.

For you immortality would be something they would give without a second thought, although they would prefer to find a way for you to live much longer with it, although they understood the point of not wanting to leave your twin.

Only they made you feel this good, and you were no longer afraid to say so.

This is soooo fck funny because it's so trueee

Lool it's always this same damn thing 😆

Bitches are able to read hardcore bdsm porn fanfiction with a straight face but start to grin and squeak like an idiot as soon there is the smallest fluff.

That’s me, I’m bitches.

Spot The Difference [Challenge Level: IMPOSSIBLE]

What do you mean this isn’t canon

how does tumblr even work do you just like talk to yourself until people are like "i like this one"

SANTA TELL ME [pt. 1]

@ofduskanddreams I was so excited when I knew that I was gonna write for you, like really excited. I'm sorry I got a bit late but I hope you really, really like it.

This is the first part of a multi chapter fanfic and I hope that you really enjoyed it.

Warnings: English is not my native language so I'm sorry for any possible spelling mistakes.

Azriel didn't expected his life to be like this when he was a child.

Well, maybe it did, but definitely did not expect to be a courtier in his work just to make alliances. He, as a matter of fact, was a better courtier than his brother was, he loved Cassian, but he was an asshole and sucked in all the aspects of the work it has to be done.

He was okay with being a spy, with interrogating and murdering people, well, not okay with it, but he learned that it was for the better for the Court and did know his job was relevant and it had to be done. Sometimes he thinks of it and doesn't know what to do with his life if it wasn't for the job he has been doing for the past five hundred years.

But having to work even in the holidays. He was maybe not a big fan of the rumbling and the stupidity of all the things he had to endure during solstice, but was one of the only holidays he had, and maybe was a little angry with Rhys for accepting in his name to go a week into the Winter Court to see the holidays there and make a treaty between the Winter and Night Court, but it did pissed him off.

He was expected to accept it since Mor was back from the fucking Continent and Amren wouldn't go, and his brothers and his mates were obviously out of question being the first solstice as a pair for Cassian and Nesta and being the first solstice of Nyx, so he was the better option. Well, the only option available, cause Elain was out of question again.

Between the three of the brothers he was the most patient one, since his life consisted in waiting and waiting for his job to be done, but he was done waiting and wanted to scream to Rhys for the fuck he happened to be the solstice.

That he could join them for the night after solstice for the annual snowball fight, and definitely he would make them pay for this, cause Cassian agreed it was a good idea to make it happen.

But tonight he did not have any patient, so when he throws the glass he has on his hand to the wall it shatters in many pieces, oh how he wanted it to be one of his brothers, he was fuming.

And nobody could do anything about it, not now that the answer had been sent to the Winter Court.

He needed something to calm down, or it will be a very long week. Seven days, he had to survive in the Winter Court for seven days before he could wipe that attitude off Rhys's and Cassian's face with the floor.

Oh how he hated them in this fucking moment.

He hated not being in control, he was a fucking control freak, how could he not when all his choices where out of his hands for all his childhood and early adulthood, even now he hand not all the control in his fucking life. He adored his family, he really did, but not now, not when they make decisions for him without even noticing until the night before he had to go.

Oh he would not go unnoticed. He had a clear idea of what to do hen he arrived, but definitely he would destroy Cassian and Rhys in the annual snowball fight, he had won many before and would won many after this one. He outnumbered the other two of them, not even adding up his victories did they compare to Azriel's.

He didn't tried to sleep, it was useless, he knew he couldn't sleep in this fucking situation. So he started thinking of anything he could've forgotten, even though he knew he hadn't forgot anything.

When he had calmed down he picked a book of the library he had in his plain room, he had read it at least a dozen times, but he hadn't get any knew book that caught up his attention a simple bare minimum, so he kept re-reading the books he already read.

He spent all the night reading till the sun was up, then he had put down the book and took his bag full of clothes, plans, and information he had not memorised. If he was being honest, he remembered quiet well, but being an asshole knowing almost everything normally made people feel uncomfortable, so he pretended most of the times he didn't knew, other times he was extremely cocky about it, reaching the top level of being an asshole.

Cassian was already up when he came out of his room, but choose to ignore him, he really did not wanted to talk to someone so early, he would shout at him if pushed far enough, and he would push, even though he knew it was not good for any of them.

He was gonna go out for several days and eve though it was all bullshit it was better than having to see all happiness around him revolve while he was unsure about everything.

The bag on his shoulder didn't felt like any weigh was there. A remember of all the little things he needed to be set up in another place. A feeling of discomfort waved from his chest. His life was a scattering mess again and again and again, and he couldn't pull from the waves that were pushing and pushing him far below from the surface.

He loved Nesta and Feyre like her sisters, he really did, but before them he was taken care by Rhysand and Cassian even though he did in fact not tell anyone he was hurting, and here they were, far apart from each other, maybe it was unintentional but he did not wanted to go to the Winter Court. It was freezing there, and when it was really winter in all the other courts it was almost unspeakable how his hands really hurt with all the extra freezing.

Not any gloves could fix that shit.

So he started flying, snowflakes in Velaris were merely starting to fall, and when he was out of reach of the city he had called home for centuries now, he winnowed far away. Just when he reached the border of Nearon, the capital of the Winter Court, he started to feel his hands begin to frozen up.

How he hated winter and how he loved it at the same time.

He hated how it make him shiver every time he saw something like a cave or a hole on the ground full of snow, he remembered very well how it was back in his fathers house, the cell full of worms and snow in winter. He hated how his hands ache all this time after the incident with his step brothers, he hated the memories of all of that. He mostly hated winter.

But he loved it when it was not freezing but chill outside, late winter reaching spring, with the chill and the sun bathing all his body without being feeling hot. The snowball fight was the only time he loved snow.

He looked his surroundings, while his shadows explored all the zone. In less than ten seconds there were two white heads that caught his attention. Kallias and Viviane, High Lord and the Lady of the Winter Court.

"Shadowsinger, a pleasure to see you" said Viviane with a wide smile.

"Pleasure is mine" he said with a nod.

It didn't take him long to have it his own way while both of them started speaking of something about the holidays. Azriel was unsure why but his shadows were starting to wander far, far away from him.

"This week we wanted that our visitors meet our traditions so that they could maybe catch some for their Courts, and maybe start a new trade way." Kallias didn't say anything else.

He didn't comment, but was in fact curious of who else would be visiting in this holiday another Court for work and allies purposes.

It wasn't till he saw the palace from far far away that he smelled a smoky scent. Burnt wood, cinnamon and leather, that what it smelled like, and he knew quite well who that scent belonged to. If the holidays weren't terrible enough they might just get worse.

Eris Vanserra was grinning in their direction. Azriel couldn't be more pissed of.

—  SEBASTIAN STAN IN THE 355 (2022)

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