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[did-i-ever-ask]

Acotar x oc angst

This is part 2 for my previous story it’s gonna have angst and fluff

So it’s not gonna be perfect, cause english isn’t my first language and I didn’t proofread it hehe but lots of fun!

Part 1

For my friends pt.2

Cassian pov:

Hey Lilith I miss you. It has been so hard without you. So many wonderful and horrible things happened in the time you haven’t been with us. We already celebrated two winter solstice without you and we all missed you even more during that time.

Not a lot of time passed but so much happened. I am mated now, to Nesta whom I know you had mixed feelings about but I love her with all my heart. And you wouldn’t belobe it Rhys and Feyre are parents which makes you an aunt and I’m an uncle, you would’ve been the best aunt and we always tell him that Nyx their son is the most beautiful child ever.

Lilith I’m sorry I couldn’t save you. I am so, so sorry and I don’t think I will ever forgive myself but thank you. I love y-

Someone slapped me on the head. No not someone, Nesta. „Eyyy“ I whine, she looks at me punishingly „Pay attention! Or you’re gonna fly us into a building!“ „Yea yea“, I mumble. But she is right I should be paying attention. We are on our way to the river house for dinner with everybody.

We arrived at the front door and I put Nesta down, she opened the door and we entered the house into the foyer. A grin spread over my face as I smelled the fragrances from the kitchen, to where Nesta was already heading and I followed her. I stopped in the doorway to the living room with connected kitchen and dinning room.

The picture that played before me made my heart clench. Amren was sitting in one of the armchairs sipping wine while Mor was sitting on the floor, playing with Nyx and Azriel was sitting next to them on the couch, watching Nyx not being able to stop laughing. Nesta joined her sisters in the kitchen, where she took the knife out of Feyre’s hand and continued her sisters work for her, only for their high lady to grab plates and head to the dining room with a content smile plastered on her libs.

I felt a pat on my shoulder and when I turned I saw my brother, Rhys, who was grinning at me, I grinned back and said, “What’s up, brother?” But he just grinned and joined his mate in the dinning room, and I finally moved away from the doorway to join my family that gained members but hadn’t quite felt complete in a while.

We were just settling at the dining table for dinner, as we heard knocking at the front door. A “Got it” came from Mor who headed to the entrance that wasn’t viable from where everybody sat. A surprised friendly “Oh, what brings you here” chirped from Mor, which was answered with an unclear mumble and two pairs of footsteps leading towards the dining room. Mor stepped into sight followed by…. Drakon. What was he doing here? With such a serious expression at that.

Rhys stood up pushing the chair back, looking Drakon in the eyes. I looked at Rhys as he paled and took quick steps at Drakon. Some unspoken conversation seemed to be happening. The Rhys turned around to face us, his mate, with a tense expression and an apologetic smile to Feyre, who walked up to him and gave him a gentle kiss to the cheek, “I’m needed in Cretea, don’t wait for me to eat. I’ll be back soon.” I stood up, silently offering my company but he only shook his head and with a final smile he winnowed away with Drakon to Cretea.

Lilith’s pov:

Everything was dark…nothing. Ah… I died. That’s right. So this is it? Everything was cold and it felt like I was floating in water only that I seemed to be able to breath. I couldn’t really feel anything, I felt numb, I couldn’t move however hard I tried. Will I stay like this forever? That would be miserable, wouldn’t it?

I was in a half sleeping State when everything literally tilted. I fell onto something hard… the ground? It was cold and very uncomfortable to sleep on. I think I’m wet or more like drenched in ….water? But I’m supposed to be dead right? I don’t think this is how death is supposed to be.

I heard something slamming but it was so far, far away and then there were confused, unfamiliar and hectic voices. And silence. That blissful silence was interrupted by two pairs of steps one lighter than the other, they came towards me. I want to see who they are but my eyelids are still so heavy. But then one of the touches me, a gentle hand touches my face. That action is followed by a gasp from a female and a surprised inhale by a male.

“Lilith?”, whispered the female. Yeah that’s my name. I know that voice it feels like a gentle stroke against my eyelids, telling me to open them. I followed that suggestion, forcing my eyelids to open just a tiny bit. I was met with blinding light which gave way to a fuzzy picture of two people. I recognize the deeply warm eyes of my old healer friend. I opened my mouth and squeezed a silent, almost inaudible “Mira?” out. Which was followed by her telling her mate, Drakon who is behind her, to get Rhysand. That made me a bit more conscious and I started to sit up when Drakon already had left the room.

Miryam looked back at me with a warm smile and teary eyes. She looked me up and down and said, “You must be freezing. Let’s get you changed and warm.” I hesitantly nodded. She takes my hand and helps me stand up, my legs are shaky but I manage to fully stand up. I look around the room we are in there are two guards at the exit and when I turn my head I see the Cauldron, the Cauldron I saw Feyre’s sisters disappear into. I turn to face Miryam who has a forced smile onto her face and I try to reassure her with a smile from me but it doesn’t seem to work very well. She gently pulls me into the hall.

We walked to somewhere, probably a room to change. And I was glad we did because I just noticed that I was soaked in the leathers I wore the time I took the attack. I can’t see Mira’s face because she is a step ahead of me, she is still holding my hand but I can feel that her and is shaking.

We enter a room, no not a room their room, Miryam and Drakon’s room. Mira let’s go of my hand and heads towards a closet. “Mira, are you alright?”, she froze in her tracks and turns around. There are theses streaming from her eyes. Ian stunned but I open my arms, offering my embrace. She took the offer, her small frame running towards me and almost tackling me as she hugs me so tight, one might confuse it with an attack. I hug her back and after a few moments she starts speaking.

“We arrived on the battlefield as soon as we could after we found out in what kind of trouble you guys were in. And everything worked out you- we won. But then Cassian told us what happened, what you did to protect him and that you died. And I- I couldn’t believe that… you our of all people had died. And now you are standing in front of me, perfectly fine expect of being soaked. Which makes me think, you should change.” wow…. I hugged Mira a bit tighter and let go when she did. She looked me in the eyes and after I gave her another reassuring smile she noises and turned on her heel and then disappeared into her closet.

I followed her, “ You probably know that but I have no idea how I am here.” I say, followed by my own giggle. She popped out of the closet, sweatshirt and leggings in hand. “ You are not the only one, and I am still thinking this might be a dream.”, she answered which I followed with a “same”. We looked each other in the eyes. And we started giggling. It doesn’t feel like we haven’t seen each other in a few hundred years or like I just came back from the dead.

She motioned me to a door and pressed the set of cloths with socks and underwear into my arms. “There isn’t time for a bath right now because Rhys is gonna me here any minute but fresh cloths should be enough for now”. At that I entered the room that was a very lavish bathroom. I put the cloths on the vanity and looked in the mirror. I looked the same expect my hair, it used to be shoulder length but it now reaches below my waist in straight light brown wet stands, I’m definitely going to cut it when I get back home. Then I start to change.

When I left the bathroom Miryam sat on the sofa a few feet from me. She motioned me to join her but before I reached her the door to the hallway opened. And there standing in the doorway were Drakon and Rhys. Oh Rhys my dear brother. He looked around the room, his gaze first landed in Miryam and then it slid to me. His eyes widened and his face paled as he stumbled backwards. I smiled at that, he looked like he had seen a ghost. Well, I guess in this case it might be true. I looked him in the eyes and smiled which didn’t seem to work as enough reassurance.

I opened my arms, copying my own actions from earlier when I offered my hug to Miryam. Rhysand stumbled a step towards me this time but then he shot towards me, so fast that it was hard to follow with my own eyes. The next thing I knew I was in the warm and firm arms of my brother, my dear friend whom I grew up with. He buried his face on my shoulder, hugging me so tight that I was a bit afraid that he would crack one of my ribs.

“Please tell me this is true, that you are really here.”, he mumbled into my hair. I nodded my head but that didn’t seem to be enough confirmation of my existence. “Yes”, I said, “ I am here, alive and well, in you arms being crushed by your heartwarming embrace.” I chuckled, I loved him so very much. He let go after my remark but he now cupped my face in his hands and made me look him in the eyes. His eyes were red and so focused as if he was trying to see through a not-existing glamour or spell.

He pulled me closer and put his lips to my forehead and gave me a light, cherishing kiss there. Now I was the one tearing up. I pushed him away lightly, turning my head away and wiping over my forehead with the back of my hand. “Rhys, this is so unlike you.” I knew that me face turned red and I now was wiping my tears away that had started to fall. He pulled me into another hug this time gentler, as if he finally realized that it was real.

This time I was the one who released themselves from the hug first. I looked up into his face and he was grinning at me. “ The others are going to be ecstatic, you will receive many mor bone crushing hugs.”, at that I laughed I guess a few more weren’t so bad. “We all missed you so very much.” “I hope you did, or else I would be insulted.”, I said jokingly with a half grin on my face. Rhys smiled back and we turned to Miryam and Drakon. “Thank you.”, Rhysand said, they smiled and Miryam said, “We didn’t have anything to do with it”, Rhys just smiled. I gave both Mira and Drakon a hug and promised to visit them soon.

When I finished my goodbyes, I turned back to Rhys. “Let’s go home.” He said as I took his hand, and we were off, winnowing back home. To my family.

I really didn’t think I was going to write another part, but part 3 is definitely necessary and coming! I hope you guys enjoyed this one, just like the first one!

[did-i-ever-ask]

There aren’t enough angsts on this page:)

Acotar x oc Angst

So it’s not gonna be perfect, cause english isn’t my first language and I didn’t prove read it hehe but lots of fun!

Part 2

For your friends

I have been part of the inner circle for a long while, I have been close to Rhys from the very beginning and we grew even closer after the previous war and the death of his mother and sister, with whom I was very close. It was the same with Cassian, Azriel, Mor and Amren we all have been a family for so very long and I see all of them as my siblings. I couldn’t be more grateful for such a family.

And then Feyre joined us it felt like everything all over again, from the moment I met her she felt like a part of our family, a new sister for all of us. It was so freeing seeing Rhys light up with love for her after those 50 years of horror. I would lie my life down for each one of them but I didn’t know it was going to be this early.

The hopefully final battle with Hybern started and everything seemed to be going fine. They were strong but not yet overwhelming. I was doing my part as a commander, I fought on the ground, making sure no one broke the formation, but also making way for Amren, Feryre and Nesta.

Everything changed when I heard Nesta‘s devastating scream for Cassian. I looked over to her, confusion veiling my mind, then to Cassian who didn’t seem to have heard her. My gut wrenched, something was wrong, very wrong.

I winnowed to Nesta, grabbing her on the shoulder, whirling her around to look me in the eyes. She was afraid but of what? That unspoken question was answered after she sobbed a „Attack-… Cauldron…“ . Shit.

My head whipped to the main tent on Hybern‘s side and Nesta was right something wasn’t right. I started running towards them, towards Cassian, my best friend who always was there for me, the person I trained for hours with, the person who teased me about falling asleep with my mouth wide open and who then stuffed it full with marshmallows on which I almost choked to death on. My best friend. A person I wouldn’t risk on loosing.

The Cauldron fired. I winnowed. In the air. BOOM!

I had winnowed in between Cassian with his legion and the blast. I had thrown all my might against the blast to stop or redirect it anything so that he wouldn’t get hit. And he didn’t I made sure of that. I looked back into his face. He looked….horrified….why? Oh… I know… haha. I smiled at him. He opens his mouth but no sound. Then first every thing was white and then…. nothing.

Cassian POV:

No.

What? I don’t get it. What happened? That’s not possible. It’s not true. I didn’t see my friend just disappear in front of me. No not Lilith. That’s impossible she is strong. Stronger than I am. Maybe… it’s just a joke right?….

I think I’m screaming… I don’t know what I’m doing. She smiled. I hear a whooshh. And am whirled around to look into the eyes of my brother. Azriel. He has tears in hi eyes. He looks furious. „Snap out of it!“ he screamed in my face. „But…“ I hear myself mumble. „Concentrate! She didn’t di- do that for you to get yourself killed now!“ I don’t say anything. „Fight!“ he says this time softer I feel my head move. I nod.

The past few hours were a blur of blood and weapons but now I‘m standing in Hypern‘s tent next to Mor and Az in front of us our High Lady and sister crying over our High Lord, our brother. First Lilith now Rhys and Amren? It’s just a stupid nightmare right?

Rhys is alive, and Amren just came out of the Cauldron so Lilith is fine too, right? She should be right behind Amren. But no. Nothing.

Mor taps me on the shoulder „What’s the matter?“she asks me. „What?“ I ask her. She should know right? I look around for Azriel. I can’t say it, but he isn’t there. „Lilith-„ amped face falls apart „what-„ she mumbles „The Cauldron it-…she took the attack for us… for me..“ She wobbled first back and then forward. Mor‘s knees gave out and I caught her, she hugged me and stared to sob into my shoulder and I held her.

Do you guys want part 2… maybe a happy ending with time skip?

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[did-i-ever-ask]

Azriel x Acheron sister! mate! OC

A/N: Hey guys, this is my first fanfiction ever and English isn’t my first language so please be kind! Credit for the storyline and Characters except my OC goes to the ACOTAR series from SJM.

I was in the town house with everyone else when we got the message that Hybern was attacking the summer court. I could feel the guilt flicker through our bond. I barely listened as they talked I awoke from my daze as I felt Az coming towards me fully armed with leather and all seven blue Siphons, he put his arms around my waist and squeezed me against his chest and whispering in my ear:” I don’t want to see you there, stay here. Do you understand Liliana?!” I flinched, I really thought he would trust me and my strength by know, you have to know as I was thrown into the Cauldron he gave me something other than my fea body, I don’t have any magic powers but I have this almost incomparable strength and I trained a lot with Cass and Az the last months I’ve been here. “ I do.” I said, answering the question, he nods, lets go of me and leaves with Cass and Rhys.

I know what he said and I really do understand why he doesn’t want me to go there but he also has to understand that I will not stay here waiting for him and the others while they could die any minute, so I went upstairs and change into my own leathers and boots and put my hair up and out of my face and arm myself with my pair of Illyrian twin blades which I learned to defend myself with. As I go downstairs I hear Feyre and Morrigan talking with Nesta. Then Mor sees me and questions “What the hell are you wearing!” as I’m about to answer, she says: “ No, definitely not, you are staying here like Az told you to!” “ We both know that if I want to I can winnow there myself, so either I’m staying with you where you can keep an eye on me or I’m going myself.” I answered on her remark. As Mor cursed I made eye contact with Feyre who looked at me not knowing what exactly to do as Nesta behind me threw a “No.”, with her usually monoton tone, in the room. “No one asked you, you and Elain are going to be save so it’s not your problem.” I said, on that she just tightened her lips. I looked at Mor again as Feyre said “They’ve arrived. Let’s go.” Then she looked between me and Mor, as Mor nodded and saying to Nesta “ It’s nothing we can’t handle.” apparently answering an earlier asked question and then we were in Adriata.

After getting an insight of what the war is going to bring and Mor telling us to stick close and to tell her if we can’t do the killing, we arrived at the palace. Sweeping through the floors killing Hybern soldiers, I have never killed before, it was disgusting feeling the hot blood splash on your face and getting cold just like the corpses but this was nothing in comparison to what we will have to endure if the the wall falls and this war rages on, so I kept slaying my sister and best friend by my side. I never imagined Feyre and Mor being so good I knew they were fantastic but seeing it in action was different but according the proud and admiring glances they gave me I seem to be doing quite well too. As we finished cleaning most of the palace we went out on the streets and forget what I said about the blood getting cold, it was now boiling and getting crusty on my skin.

As we made sure any Hybern survivors stopped surviving Feyre became absent seemingly to be communicating with Rhys. I tapped Mor on the shoulder,” I’m going to continue, all right? You stay here and watch over her.” She hesitated for a moment but then answered with a “ Be careful, don’t take any risks or else Az is going to kill me.” I chuckled and continued my way alone through the streets. It was hot it felt as if my skin and my leathers are melting together, who wants to have summer all year long, really it’s horrible.

Pain. Head. Back. Everywhere. For a moment I didn’t know what happened but as my eyes focused again I could see a monster-like faerie who seemed to have thrown me into a house wall. I groaned as I was trying to stand up and thank god it seems that nothing was broken so I will be able kill that thing. Pathetic, beginner mistake to have lost my concentration and being attacked like this. I pulled my blades out and started to run at this thing shortly before he could get me in his grasp I jumped up with all the new strength in my legs and then flashing down, drilling both my blades in its head. And then jumping away to not get buried under its body. I really should have chosen another method of killing because now I’m covered with this things blood from head to toe and it was getting even hotter under my fighting gear. So I peeled myself out of the top part of it and attaching it to my hip so now my upper body was just covered in my sports bra with my blades still on my back. After killing some last enemies and patching up summer court fairies and Illyrian warriors.

When I found no where else to be and also trying to avoid Az, I returned to the palace where I walked into the main hall where most injured soldiers remained I asked some high ranking looking male if he knew where the people of the knight court were. On which he looked at me with a surprised look but he pointed at an exit out of the hall and simply said: “ Dining room.” I thanked him and followed his vage instructions. But I ended up on a door out of which I heard Rhys voice. I opened the door and walked in as everyone’s heads snapped to me.

Mor ran up to me, turning me apparently looking for severe injuries and then hugging me “Thank the Cauldron you are fine.” I chuckled “I know or else you’d have gotten in trouble” “You know that’s not the reason” I laughed again saying “You mean not the only one” at what she pinched me in the side. After that I walked up to Feyre giving her a quick kiss on the cheek. “How you doing Sis?” I grinned at her. “Fine, and you?” “Same, and you High Lord?” He just nodded. But as I looked to his side I saw the one who I’ve been ignoring all the time I’ve been in this room “And the general and shadowsinger?” Cass just had a cheeky grin which gave me the urge to wipe it away with a heavy punch in his guts. This feeling disappeared when I looked at Az with a look on his face which I couldn’t read nor feel through the bond. I turned away and looked at the last person in the room a man with chocolate brown skin and white hair who looked confused and angered, “Greetings…” “High Lord of the Summer court” whispered Feyre in my ear who seemed to have appeared right next to me. “It’s a pleasure to meet you High Lord of the summer court” I lowered my head out of respect for a moment and looked him in the eyes again and he said “Who are you?” he spat “You are very friendly to the people who came to your rescue, protected YOUR land, YOUR people and YOU and fought by your side while no one else did, High Lord of Summer. But to be respectful my name is Liliana Archeron.” He was about to answer my statement but Rhys interrupted by saying: “ Well Tarquin you excused us so we’ll be going then.” with a scolding glance into my direction with that I felt Az’s hand on my lower back leading me outside the room to the camp.

There he stopped and I turned to face him looking him into his eyes waiting to be scolded, he was fast the next thing I felt was my face pressed into his chest “I love you, you know that right?” he mumbles into my now blood crusted hair “Mhm” “And you understand why I wanted you home,right?” “Mhm” “ So why did you put yourself in danger even parting from Mor.” “Azriel” He gulped, I am not using his full name often. “Hmm” “You do know, that I can watch over myself, I trained hard and you should know that the best.” I felt tears form in my eyes I don’t know why, frustration? relive? “I know, I just……” His voice cracked and he gulped again “don’t want to lose you, okay?” Now I was the one to gulp “I know, I’m sorry but I also don’t want to lose you which is why I came, I would’ve gotten insane if I would have waited for all of you coming back not knowing when or if.” Now tears started running down my cheeks. He lifted my chin up looking into my eyes. “I really do love you my invincible, powerful, warrior mate.” I put my hand on his hand putting it on my cheek and leaning into it. “And I love you with all my heart, shadowsinger.” I whispered back leaning in for a kiss, which he gladly answered with a loving reconciling kiss.

I felt my whole body relaxing but that came with the exhaustion from fighting all day in the heat and with the pain from me crashing against that wall, all that seemed to have been pushed back by the adrenaline but now it crashed upon me with full power and my legs gave up below me. The last thing I felt before everything went black, was the wave of pure horror through the bond and Az’s sturdy arms around me. Then nothing.

Azriel’s POV:

No no no no no no, please don’t, what happened?! Is she injured, but she seemed fine, she told Mor that she was fine. “Liliana! Wake up! Hey, what’s the matter?!” “……” “F***” I spooned her up and started running to the healer tents where spoke to the first healer I saw “Help her, she just collapsed” She looked me in the eyes with surprise, probably because I am not as calm as usually, well of course not my mate collapsed in my arms without a single word just with this horribly pained face and the cold sweat breaking out on her forehead. After some moments the healer nods and leads me to a separated place with a bed where I lay her on. She began the examination and this heavy silence was torture. Until the healer finally spoke to me, after what felt like an eternity, “Apart from bruises and a heavy exhaustion she seems to have hit her head quite hard just like some broken ribs, but nothing life threatening, you can take her to your tent with you but she should be careful for the next few days.” I nodded, thanked them and did what I was told to do: take her in my tent, there filling a bathtub and washing all the blood, sweat and dirt off of her skin and out of her hai I lay her on the mattress. Looking down at her.’You are a real headache sweetheart, what a fool I am for you’ with that I gave her a kiss on her forehead and lay myself next to her pulling her to my chest and forming a protective cocoon around us with my wings shielding both of us from the outside world and all what is about to come.

Liliana’s POV:

I woke up, warm and save with aching limps and throbbing head in my deeply sleeping mates armes and his wings around us. I looked up at him smiling softly, lifting my hand to play with is hair. He chuckled so did I “I’m sorry Az I didn’t want to wake you” “You didn’t… Lily” “Mhmm” “Why didn’t you tell me you were injured and so exhausted.” Oh man “I forgot…hehe” “Liliana.” “ No I really didn’t feel the exhaustion until we relaxed, I swear.”…… “ and what about the injuries you told Mor you were fine” “I was fine it wasn’t anything big… I just hit my head as I didn’t pay attention.” “How did you hit your head?” he sighed “Ehhh I have to tell you, don’t I? Well there was this thing that kindaaa threw me against a house wall as I didn’t pay attention, haha.” He sighs again “That would explain the broken rips and bruises, you really are something.” I laughed again “Well then I guess we should get up and see where we can help.” he answered immediately “No definitely not, the healer said you have to rest for some days so you stay here I’ll get us something to eat.” I pout “Fineeeee.”

A/N: hope you liked it any wishes? Or if you want to get to know my OC better.Just write me! I’m planning on writing the fea transformation with her sisters and the High Lord meeting where she’ll be going in Nestas stead, so stay tuned!