Curate, connect, and discover
So this could possibly mean the 6th book will be an Azriel/Gwynriel centric book or Elucien (SJM already strongly hinted to Elain and Lucien going through a healing journey together).
I'll be happy with either, tbh.
"might break us" is someone going to finally die and actually stay dead?! As long as it's not Nesta, Tamlin or Eris, I don't care who it is. đ¤Ł
Ugh, I am desperate for more information! đ
guys im gonna ask a question and you can't make fun of me
how do you pronounce azriel
is it Az-Ree-L is it Az-Real is it Azr-i-L
TELL ME
what is up every authors obsession with making the male love interest have scars
aaron warner cardan greenbriar maxon schreave rhys larsen lucien vanserra azriel shadowsinger cassian tiberias calore (cal)
please tell me if i missed some because i probably did
" I am yours ~ "
-> azriel (acotar) x male reader
-> az just loves his mate
just silly tooth aching fluff + a bit of az being a lil possessive and being called a yandere lol
requested by đ
(made on picrew )
Azriel's wings drape over his mate's body , shielding him from the rays of the setting sun . His strong hands pull his mate closer to his chest - his heart beat picking up its pace as he feels his mate's soft breath fan his skin .
Azriel tucks his mate's hair behind their ears , pressing a gentle kiss on the earrings that adorned them. It baffles him every single day - for the past eight centuries , this gentle , kind , compassionate male is his mate - his and only his .
Every day, his mate never fails to make him fall helplessly in love with him . From his strange habit of eating biscuits with a fork to his endearing smile that makes his soul feel so warm and fluttery- Azriel appreciates them with everything he has .
Azriel presses another kiss to his mate's forehead - taking in his beauty for the millionth time . " You know you can take a picture, right ?" His mate voice breaks through the evening silence .
Azriel just smiles - embrassed his mate caught him staring . " I'm afraid the camera wouldn't do your beauty any justice, my love,". His mate gives him a ' are you serious ' look, and Azriel just laughs .
" It's true you are like a priceless gem that only I get to appreciate," Azriel hums out as he bends down to kiss the collarbone of his mate . His mate just laughs . " You sound like a yandere." They giggle out as they ruffle Azriel's hair .
Azriel clicks his tongue in offense . " Yanderes ain't got nothing on how obsessed, in love and dedicated I am with you " . His mate giggles , " basically a silly yandere " . Azriel give his mate a deadpan look . " What proof do you even have ?" He says playfully offended.
His mate snuggles to him closer , wrapping their hands around his neck , " hmmmm the time you punched Cas for calling me pretty boy , the time you stalked a guy because he apparently looked at me , uhhhh - the time you made out with me in front of Helion after he hugged me , uhhh the time you locked us in your room because you didn't want to have dinner with your family because I was apparently too handsome-" his mate babbles on .
Azriel laughs , " Okay, first off - that guy had it coming , secondly, Cas has his own mate, so why is he flirting with mine, and thirdly that night you looked way too ravishing " Azriel defended himself .
His mate rolled his eyes . " You're so yandere for me , I'm suprised you haven't killed anyone yet ...." he trails off .
Azriel looks into his mate's eyes with a blank look . His mate looks at him in bewilderment. " Azriel, who did you kill-" his mate questions, but Azriel tackles him to the bed - pinning him underneath himself . " No one too important, my love," He mutters as he presses a hot kiss to their lips.
Cruel Fates (Part 3)
Pairing: Azriel x f!Reader, little Eris x f!Reader
Summary: Azriel is your mate but only you know it. You are very aware that he has eyes for someone else and thus you decide not to hide it forever. After all, what could go wrong right?
Warnings: Angst, again.
3.1K words
A/N: Thank you @vanserrasimp for your ideas!!!
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 4
âDo you want some more water?â Feyre asked softly, her brows knitted with concern. You shook your head slowly, your gaze lost in the shadows of Rhysâs study, overwhelmed by the storm of thoughts in your mind.
âWhat happened, Y/N?â Rhysâs voice was gentle, but his eyes were intense, probing. They sat across from you like worried parents, and you sighed, lifting your eyes to meet theirs. Slowly, you recounted the meeting with Eris.
âBeron and a human queen?â Feyre repeated, her voice tinged with disbelief.
âHe spoke true. I saw their correspondences with my own eyes,â you replied, the memory still fresh and unsettling.
âSo he wants to join forces with us so he can rule,â Rhys mused, the wheels already turning in his mind.
 âAnd he proposed a marriage alliance between us.â You finished his sentence.
Their eyes widened, and Rhys gestured for you to continue.
âHe said our powers together would be formidable and the alliance would be very convenient. I told him Iâd consider it.â
âAre you insane?â Feyre frowned, disbelief colouring her tone. âWhy would you even think about it?â
âBecause he had a point,â you answered, your voice steady despite the turmoil inside. âIt would benefit both courts, and before you question his sincerity, let me assure you, he was.â
You turned to Rhys, searching for his reaction. He simply asked, âWhat did Azriel say?â
âThatâs where things got messy,â you admitted, recounting Azrielâs outburst and Erisâs proposal. When Azriel brought up the mating bond, it made you snap.
Rhysâs brow furrowed as you spoke, a knowing look passing between you.
Feyre noticed his reaction and asked, âWhat am I missing?â
He shrugged in an âask herâ manner.
âAzriel is my mate.â
âWHAT!?â Feyreâs eyes widened in shock.
âIâve known for a few months. I didnât want to tell him, considering everything with his love life.â
âAnd now she downright denied that she has a mate,â Rhys concluded, shaking his head slightly.
Feyre buried her head in her palms for a few moments before looking back at you with a mix of disbelief and sympathy. âYou lied to him.â
âI didnât plan to,â you said, frustration lacing your words. âIâm not sure what came over me.â Even as you tried to defend your actions, you knew you had messed up.
Rhys, who had been silent, suddenly perked up. âHe knows!â
âHuh?â Blood drained from your face.
âHe brought up the mating bond and was against even the idea of a marriage with Eris. He knows you're his mate.â
âHe said he cares because Iâm important to you, and he hates Eris on a normal day, let alone when he asked for my hand.â
âFine, but how will you argue with him bringing up the bond point?â Rhys pressed.
âI donât know. Maybe he assumed Iâd have a mate too, considering the rest of my sisters do?â
Rhys thought about it for a while and shook his head. âI still feel like heâs aware of his mating bond, too. He probably didnât tell you yet.â
You let out an exasperated sigh. âI have legitimate reasons for not telling him. What does he have?â
âAnd what are those reasons exactly?â Feyre inquired curiously.
âOne, he is in love with Elain, and she is also in love with him. Everyone knows that. Second, the mating bond is forever. It is permanent and painful. I have seen people fall in love easily and fall out just as easily. If âloveâ canât get through a mortal lifespan, how can it withstand an immortal one? Accepting the mating bond will only lead to pain, one way or the other.â
Feyreâs eyes narrowed while Rhysâs were filled with pity. You knew your views on love were not popular. You werenât a pessimist, just someone who saw the world as it was. You wanted to believe in love so badly, but your past had taught you better. Rejecting the mating bond was far less painful than getting rejected.
After a few beats of silence, Feyre spoke in a haunted whisper, âI truly am sorry for you, sister. Whatever pain youâre trying to avoid will come no matter what. But when it does, donât blame the bond. Blame yourself.â
To say Azriel was confused was an understatement. He had never really understood Y/N, not that he'd ever made much of an effort to, but now he desperately wished he had. He had always thought of her as smart and careful, but not reckless. A child would know Eris was bad news. What was she thinking when she said sheâd consider his proposal? Azriel was not a male to lose his temper, but she made him go feral. Ever since Y/N winnowed out of that room, her words constantly echoed in his mind. She asked him why he cared, and he did not know. He simply did, right? And what did she mean by âI donât have a mateâ? Did she just assume she didnât, or did her mate die? Why was Y/N so furious at him?
He needed answers, and he knew who had them: Rhys. Which is exactly why he stood in front of his high lord on the balcony of the River House.
âAsk her, Az,â was the only response he got from him.
âUh, why didnât I think of that? Maybe because she asked me to stay out of her life?â Azriel said in a dry tone.
Rhys sighed. âItâs not my story to tell, assuming there is a story.â
âThere is.â
âThen ask Y/N.â Rhys shrugged. âOr donât.â
The spymaster could not remember when was the last time he was this crazed out. He was well aware of how unreasonable his reaction to this whole show was, but he couldnât help himself when he asked, âHow could you let her marry Eris?â
Rhys gave him a pointed look, his eyebrows raised. âOne, she hasnât decided yet, and two, no one lets Y/N do anything, let alone me.â
Azriel shook his head, at himself for his poor wording and at Y/N for her poor decision-making.
âSheâs new to all this. Maybe she doesnât know how Eris is.â
âShe says Eris spoke true, and I believe her. Even a mind reader can be fooled when you practice enough, but you canât fool her powers. Nothing escapes her, Az.â
True, very, very, very true. Azriel knew it, and yet he couldnât accept it.
It was when his brother asked, âWhy are you so bothered by it?â that he realized he didnât fucking know.Â
Why was he bothered by it? Why did he care? Why?
âI donât know.â
âYou donât know?â
âI donât.â
âHmm.â
âWhat does that mean?â His eyes narrowed at his high lord.
âNothing. Just speak with her? Maybe youâll know.â Cauldron, he wished it was that easy. Y/N was a mystery to him, a stranger. It didnât feel right to ask her. He wished he knew her well like Rhys and Cass do. The only thing he knew was that she was powerful and dangerous.
âShe might kill me.â
Rhys laughed at that. âThen give her some time.â
A whisper of a shadow brushed his ear. But you also know she is loved, how your family cherishes her.
You walked through the corridors of the River House, your mind a whirlwind of confusion after your conversation with Rhys and Feyre. Your decision to keep your bond with Azriel a secret weighed heavily on you, but the thought of facing himâand the inevitable pain it would bringâwas even more daunting. And then there was Eris. He occupied your thoughts equally, but you welcomed it; he was a very pleasant distraction, but the thought of Azriel interfered there too. Why was he so against Eris? Was Rhys right? Did he know about the bond? As your head swarmed with even more questions, you decided you needed some quiet, some space, a moment to breathe and process everything, away from bonds, decisions, and the pressure of court politics.
As you turned a corner, you heard soft voices coming from the garden. Curiosity got the better of you, and you slowed your pace, your footsteps quiet on the stone floor like a wraith. Peering through the open archway, you saw Azriel and Elain standing amidst the blooming roses, their figures bathed in the golden glow of the afternoon sun.Â
Wonderful, you thought to yourself, this is exactly what I needed right now.
You knew you had to get out of there; witnessing whatever was going on between them was a terrible idea, but you found your feet stubbornly rooted to the ground.
Azriel's back was to you, his wings slightly drooped as he spoke to Elain. You couldn't make out their words at first, but the tender expression on Elain's face and the way she gently touched his arm spoke volumes. A pang of something sharp and bitter twisted in your chest, a feeling you couldn't quite name or rather refused to, but you recognized it all the same.
Azriel looked at Elain like she was the sun, the light to his shadows, his eyes filled with an emotion that you deep down wished was directed at you, to feel the warmth and certainty of it. But another part of you recoiled, reminding yourself of the pain that love could bring, the scars it could leave behind.
Thanks to your fae ears, Elain's voice carried over the breeze, soft and melodic. "Azriel, you deserve to be happy. To find someone who truly sees you."
Azriel nodded, a faint, wistful smile touching his lips. "I thought...maybe I could be that person for you, Elain. Maybe we could be right for each other."
Your heart clenched at his admission. Leave, Y/N, leave, your brain urged, but you didnât. Despite everything, it was clear that Azriel's heart leaned toward Elain, and he was still chasing the idea of love he believed they could have. Yet, as you watched, you noticed something in Elain's eyesâsympathy. She seemed to understand Azriel's confusion.
Elain gave him a gentle smile, her eyes kind yet firm. "Azriel, you've been a wonderful friend. But you need to be honest with yourself about what you truly want."
He nodded, though his expression remained troubled. "I just want to do what's right. I pined for Mor, but that was just a wishful dream, and then you came. All signs pointed to you. I just want to be with someone who fits."
Apparently, that was enough pain for your heart, so finally, you took a step back, your heart heavy with the realization of Azrielâs struggle to find where he belonged, to understand the love he craved. But the sight of him seeking comfort in Elain's presence confirmed your doubts. It was enough to solidify your resolve. He was searching for something in Elain that he yearned for, and it looked like he found it, and it hurt you more than you wanted to admit.
You had to protect yourself. You couldn't risk exposing the bond, not when Azriel's heart was clearly elsewhere. The risk of rejection, of enduring the inevitable heartbreak, was too great. It was certain; it was no longer just a possibility.
You retreated down the corridor, determination settling in your chest like a cold, hard stone. You would accept Eris's proposal. It was the logical choiceâthe safe choice. An alliance with Eris would protect your heart and the Night Court. And if it meant denying the bond you felt with Azriel, so be it. This was not the first time the bond was denied, and it wouldnât be the last. At least this way, you would be spared the pain of seeing Azriel look at Elain with love that wasn't meant for you.
Your footsteps echoed in the quiet halls as you made your way to your chambers. Each step felt heavier than the last, burdened with the weight of your decision. You had a choice to finalize and preparations to make. The path ahead was clear. It was time you started to face destiny on your terms.
Reaching your chambers, you closed the door behind you, leaning against it for a moment. You took a deep breath, steeling yourself against the emotions threatening to overwhelm you. You had always been strong and always made the difficult choices. This was no different. You would marry Eris, forge the alliance that would protect Prythian, and bury the bond deep within yourself, where it could no longer hurt you.
As you stood there, alone in the dim light of your room, you allowed yourself one moment of vulnerability. A single tear slipped down your cheek, which you quickly wiped away as you squared your shoulders. Determined, you sat at your desk and reached for a parchment and quill.
Dear Prince Eris,
I hope this letter finds you well. After giving it a lot of thought, Iâve come to a decision about your proposal. Letâs discuss it further at the Midnight Solstice Ball in the Hewn City. Itâll be a good chance for us to talk privately and to discuss more about our deal. Iâll give you my answer then, but I think youâll find it worth the wait. Until that time, I trust youâll keep this between us.
Looking forward to seeing you,
Y/N
The conversation with Rhys replayed in Azriel's mind as he made his way through the corridors of the River House, the sound of his footsteps a dull echo. Why are you so bothered by it? Rhys's question had struck a chord within him, and Azriel found himself restless and searching for answers he couldn't quite grasp. He needed clarityâneeded to understand what was happening between him and Y/N.
As he reached the garden, he saw Elain among the blooming roses, her presence as serene as the morning sun. Azriel hesitated at the threshold, a familiar mix of comfort and uncertainty settling in his chest. Elain was his friend, someone he could confide in without fear of judgment, and yet a part of him wondered if she could help him understand Y/N's behaviour.
"Azriel?" Elain's voice was gentle as she turned to him, a welcoming smile on her lips. "What brings you here?"
He approached her slowly, the scent of roses mingling with the crisp morning air. "I needed someone to talk to," he admitted, his voice rough with the weight of unspoken thoughts. "I hope you don't mind."
"Of course not," she replied, gesturing for him to sit beside her on the garden bench. "What's on your mind?"
Azriel sat down, his wings folding neatly behind him as he stared at the vibrant flowers. He struggled to find the right words, unsure of how much to reveal. "It's about Y/N," he finally said, glancing at Elain to gauge her reaction.
Elain's expression softened with understanding. "I heard there's been some tension," she said. "Is everything alright between you two?"
He shook his head, frustration creeping into his voice. "I wish I knew. She... she makes it difficult to understand her. I thought I knew her, but now I'm not so sure." He paused for a moment, trying to organize his thoughts, âI...I donât understand her,â his voice strained. âShe told me she doesnât have a mate, but thatâs not true, i gathered that much from Rhys. And then thereâs Eris. Sheâs considering marrying him, and I donât know why it bothers me so much.â
Elainâs gaze softened, and she reached out, placing a gentle hand on his arm. âAzriel, Y/N is a complicated person. Sheâs been through a lot. Maybe sheâs scared.â
âScared of what?â he asked, his frustration evident. âI just want to understand her, to know why sheâs doing this.â
Elain sighed, looking thoughtful. âSometimes, people lie about things because they think itâs the only way to protect themselves. Maybe sheâs afraid of the bond, of what it means.â
Azriel clenched his fists, trying to suppress the anger and confusion roiling inside him. âBut why would she lie to me? Why not just tell me the truth?â
Elain shook her head. âItâs not always that simple, Azriel. Bonds are...intense. They can be overwhelming. Maybe sheâs trying to herself from getting hurt.â
âI feel like Iâm missing something, like an important piece in a puzzle.â, he confessed.
Elain turned to him and offered one of those healing smiles, âTime will tell, Az. You shouldn't worry yourself too much.â
He nodded, right now he just needed to wait.
A few minutes passed as they both sat in silence, taking in the beautiful garden.
He turned to her, taking in her gentle presence. There was a time when he had believed she might be the one to fill the void in his heart, but now he questioned everything he had assumed. "Elain, I've been thinking," he began, his voice tinged with uncertainty.
Elain gave him an encouraging smile, her eyes filled with understanding. "What is it, Azriel?"
âI have been searching for love for a very long time but I never felt like I deserved it.â He admitted to her.Â
Elainâs eyes furrowed as she placed a comforting hand on his arm, "Azriel, you deserve to be happy. To find someone who truly sees you."
Azriel nodded, and a sorrowful smile graced his lips. "I thought...maybe I could be that person for you, Elain. Maybe we could be right for each other."
Elain sighed softly as she spoke, "Azriel, you've been a wonderful friend. But you need to be honest with yourself about what you truly want."
He nodded, as he searched for words, "I just want to do what's right. I pined for Mor, but that was just a wishful dream, and then you came. All signs pointed to you. I just want to be with someone who fits."
Elain remained silent as she listened to him, âBut I think I made you seem like something you are not, you are one of my closest confidantes but I thought or rather hoped weâd be more. I was desperate to have something that my brothers had, so much so that, I was sure you were my answer.â he paused, "I wanted to be the person for you, Elain. I thought that the cauldron was mistaken, but now I see that I've been chasing something that isn't meant to be."Â
"But I've realized," Azriel continued, "that while we share something special, it's not the kind of love I thought I was looking for. We're better as friends, aren't we?"
Elain nodded, her smile warm and understanding. "I think so too. We have a bond, Azriel, but it's different from what you have with Y/N."
He let out a soft chuckle, the sound tinged with relief. "I suppose I've been chasing shadows, hoping to find the light in the wrong places."
Elain nodded, understanding in her eyes. "It's okay to want love, Azriel. But maybe you need to look beyond the obvious, beyond what's easy."
Next Part
Taglist: @sidthedollface2, @a-courtof-azriel, @whyonearthisyourusernamethi-blog, @acourtofsmutandstarlight, @katherinejess , @landofpetrichor , @isa1b2h3 , @anuttellaa , @cherryinsalemverse , @i-am-infinite , @myromanempiree , @sheblogs , @impossibelle , @fuckthatfeeling , @lilah-asteria , @rinpoststhings , @rcarbo1 , @t0uch-starved-h0e , @olive-main , @crossfandomslut , @melmo567 , @crazylokonugget , @sinfully-yoursss , @oucereeng , @annedub , @evangeline-xo , @sspookz , @thecraziestcrayon , @tele86 , @mal-adaptive-dreams , @mybestfriendmademe , @hannzoaks , @x1305 , @whyshouldihaveanam3 , @smutslut05, @theravenphoenix26 , @moonlwghts , @noisyinfluencerstrawberry , @saltedcoffeescotch , @laughterafter, @lazypostfandomer , @weekendlusting , @feiwelinchen
Let me know if you want to get added to the list or if I missed someone!
I love how you all responded to my azzie fanfic !! So for those who asked, yes I will be working on a part 2 but I can't tell you how soon I can post it because finals week absolutely sucks. So until then if you have any ideas for this story or if you want me to write for any other character, my requests are open!! Here's the list of characters I write for.
Cruel Fates (Part 1)
Pairing: Azriel x f!Reader
Summary: Azriel is your mate but only you know it. You are very aware that he has eyes for someone else and thus you decide not to hide it forever. After all, what could go wrong right?
Warnings: Pure angst
Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4
He was looking at her again. The only time he didnât look at her was to update Rhysand on his last mission. You tried your best not to look at him but somehow your eyes wandered back to him like a moth drawn to flame.
The meeting finished and everyone left except for you and Rhysand.Â
âHow long do you plan to continue this?â he asked, worry coated his words.
âI donât know, as long it takes.â your gaze was focused on the golden sunlight that poured from his window
âFrom what I see it looks like forever.â he placed a hand on her shoulder, âAnd forever is a long time, Y/Nâ
âWhat do you think I can do?â you said finally looking at him. You wished ignoring the feeling long enough would make it disappear.
âHeâll want to know. Tell him, we all saw what happened to Feyre and meâ Rhys was the only person you told about this. He was the older brother you could confide in anytime.
âFeyre wasnât in love with someone else.â At this point, you were not sure if you were trying to convince him or yourself.
âAzriel is your mate.â
âAnd he thinks the cauldron made a mistake with Lucian and Elain. He thinks Elain should be his mate. Not me. He barely looks at me that way Rhys.â
Rhys shook his head and sighed.
âI donât know why we are having the same conversation for the hundredth time. I told you before and I'll tell you again, I am not going to say anything to Azriel. If I do itâll ruin everything I already have with him.â
âI know have you at least tried to hint at him?â
âNo. And I wonât besides Elain is happy when she is with him and that makes Feyre happy. I canât do that to her Rhys. She has enough to worry about already.â
Rhys just looked at you as if you were some weird puzzle.
âBoth of us know those are just partial reasons. You canât bring yourself to tell him but my question is why."
He held my stare as he repeated, "why Y/N?â
You let out an exasperated sigh, âBecause I am afraid he wonât like me. I am afraid yet another person who I like will tell me that they donât see me the same way. I am tired of this, Rhys. Unless he realizes I canât do anything. Maybe the cauldron was indeed mistaken.âÂ
With that, you just walked out of the room.
Next part