Just a fun reminder that Lucien got his scar and his prosthetic eye because he fucking stood up to Amarantha and was pretty bad ass about it.

Reminder that even after the traumatic event he never ever once coward in front of her, showed any fear when threatened by her or Rhysand, and repeatedly broke her rules and disregarded her commands to help Feyre, Under the Mountain.

Just something to think about the next time yall wanna call him pathetic and laugh about his looks.

My boyyyyyy❤️❤️❤️

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the boy is mine

by Brandy, Monica

pair: Azriel x reader ~ 3k

warnings: lewd thoughts, a punch, self-deprecation, down bad shadowsinger

summary: only one person existed in Azriel's eye and it was his baby

author's note: this is the continuation of rock 'n' roll star! it’s more of an ‘az appreciating/adoring his mate’ story more than anything else lol this feels so all over the place but it felt...right

It was no secret that the Shadowsinger had a mate.

While he had been discreet about the past females he had taken to bed, when he met you, it was as if he suddenly enjoyed having someone to show off.

Something about your little quirks and the way you looked at him had him head over heels in no time.

Throwing Hands | Azriel x reader

Summary: Azriel's mate must know how to fight. And who better to teach her than the Shadowsinger, the General, and the High Lord?

A/N: It seems I have entered the beautiful realm of crack fics. It's more bat boy x reader friendship banter than it is Azriel x reader, and it's barely proofread, but I kinda love it. Also, sorry I’ve been super inactive lately, but I’m almost 90k words into an original(!!) piece so wish me luck cause I’ve never gotten this far in a novel draft before tehe.

Word count: 1800

Warnings: language, sexual innuendos, a smidge of physical violence (but all in good fun)

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"Go, Az! You're doing great, sweetie!"

Y/N snorted at Cassian's words, eyeing the Lord of Bloodshed with a raised brow while Azriel and Rhys pummelled each other into the dirt of the training ring.

"Your friendship baffles me," she said.

Cassian winked. "No need to be jealous, darling. I'm sure you're a strong runner up for the spot of Azriel's favourite person."

She grinned at that. "Well, considering I lay on top of him naked this morning, I'm liking my chances of being first."

"What makes you think you're the only one who can do that?"

How it started *Under the Mountain*:

Feyre: “So that’s the love of my life.”

Rhys: “Really? Tamlin? That guy?”

Feyre: “Yeah. Thoughts?”

Rhys: “And prayers. Girl what-”

Where it went *Early ACOWAR*:

Feyre: “So this is my mate.”

Lucien: “Really? Your mate is that guy?? Rhysand???”

Feyre: “Yeah. Thoughts?”

Lucien: “And Prayers. Girl what-”

Heartbeat

Summary - One bed doesn't work well for 3 illyrians and their mate.

Warnings - Azriel's slutty sweatpants, mentions of wing clipping but nothing graphic, swearing

A/n - Anyone else wonder how any quad would handle a one bed situation?

Written for @polysjmweek day three: Will there be enough room?

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Round and Round

Azriel x Reader

Summary: Surprise! I literally busted this out so fast because I was obsessed with the idea of Feyre asking the drunk Inner Circle about who's slept with who.

Warnings: N/A

Word Count: 1,605

Notes: Yes, this idea came from Friends, I'm not ashamed to admit it.

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Cassian dumps the last of the wine into your cup, setting the empty bottle amongst the others on the low table between the two couches you and the rest of the Inner Circle are lounging on.

“We’re going to need more wine,” he sighs, slumping back into the couch with his own glass clutched tightly to his chest.

It’s a relaxing night in with all of your friends, a fancy dinner in which you didn’t talk about battles or what was going on in the other courts, just easy chatter and poking fun at one another as the drinks flowed until one of you made way for the large cozy sofas in the other room.

Now you and your friends were five bottles of Rhys’ best wine deep and feeling pretty good.

New Beginnings

Summary - Having two mates was never easy, especially when you all had different homes.

Warnings - Readers boyfriends definitely are not boyfriends, references to smut, swearing, drinking

A/N - you all thought I wouldn't try to get my poop in a group for my beloved @polysjmweek? Wrong. I had drafts. I'm forcing myself to post them. @acourtofladydeath, forgive my lateness. And my dropping of many things late. Closed Vs are something we had talked a lot about, and I wanted to make sure to feature one this year! A closed v is a challenging dynamic that requires 3 very secure people, and it felt so right to start my late posting with this. 

This fic was written for day 1 - who's court is it anyways?

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Had to dig up my ACOMAF ebook in order to cite some quotes for a discussion and I found 2 things that made me really shake my head when it comes to Feyre......this is PART 1...........

Chapter 8, after the tithe, when Tamlin finds out that Feyre gave the water wraiths the jewels and he is upset with her. They have an argument about it, and Feyre says "But I'm not going to take that chance and let them starve, because of some ridiculous rule that your ancestors invented."

But then.....isn't the Hewn City evil and kept trapped under the mountain because of some ridiculous rule that Rhysand's ancestors invented????!!!

Isn't Illyria the way that it is because of some ridiculous rule that Rhysand's/or some other people's (cough...cough.. HOFAS) ancestors invented????!!!!

Where is the rebellious compassionate Feyre here.....never met her.

Shadowkissed

Azriel x Reader

Summary: Azriel’s shadows have always been an extension of his soul, but none more than the one that refuses to leave your side, even when he’s away. It watches, protects, and lingers in the darkness, whispering promises of the mate who would burn the world to keep you safe.

The first time you noticed it, you had woken in the middle of the night, the dim moonlight casting long, jagged shadows along the walls of your bedroom in the House of Wind. You had reached for Azriel’s side of the bed, only to find it empty and cold. Gone on a mission, as he so often was.

But you weren’t alone.

To me the most unrealistic part about ACOTAR is not the flying bats in human forms.

It’s the fact that no one normal is actively, currently, trying to jump Lucien’s bones.

Double-edged Desires

Pairing: Azriel x f!reader x Eris

Summary: Azriel and Eris find themselves having to share a mate, and being away during the mating frenzy is never easy. For any one of you.

Warnings: smut, threesome, oral (f&m receiving), fingering, language

Word count: 3.3k

A/N: based on this request! Okay so, this turned into so much more than planned... I've never written Azriel and Eris together before tho, so for every Azris shipper out there, pls have mercy on me, but I actually like how it turned out. Especially cus I wasn't planning on anything beyond bickering and arguing for them and I fear I might have focused too much on them and not enough on y/n... and I didn't reread that many times, so excuse possible typose. Anyway okay bye enjoy <3

Azriel hated sharing a mate with Eris Vanserra.

It had been a shock to everyone when you discovered you had two mating bonds—with two very different males who couldn’t stand each other. They had argued at first over who should get to be with you, but you had been very adamant: you wouldn’t choose between them, and you would accept both bonds instead. The only thing left for them to do was accept your decision and try to make it work, doing their best to get along for your sake.

They had come to one important agreement: you always came first. In every situation. Your well-being, your happiness, your pleasure—all of it was their priority.

This is a masterpiece 😚🤌🤌!

fresh out the slammer (azriel x reader)

Author's Note: I've literally never written smut before. However, I have read a hell of a lot of it and I gave it my best shot! Thanks for reading <3

"Crawling back to you…" coded!