#Azriel [ ๐๐จ๐ฉ๐ ๐๐ฏ๐๐ง ๐ฐ๐ก๐๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ฅ๐ ๐ญ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐๐ฌ๐ฉ๐๐ข๐ซ. ]
@valkyrsheโ said:ย ย ย โย ย i canโt help but think of you.ย ย โ
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ย ย ย ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ more than just that, ever since the winter solstice. Azriel flew in seeking to pour out all of his frustrations and needs there, working them off untilย ย EXHAUSTIONย claimed him, but the pit was occupied. Back then, that same female who'd been training by herself despite the biting cold, is the one serving as his sparring partner. Their nightly, private sessions became an unspoken agreement, one that the shadowsinger began to look forward to. Gwyn has proven to be a surprisingly skilled fighter, obviousย ย DETERMINATIONย being the main motivation. He does wonder if what happened in Sangravah, what and who she lost, are the realย ย INCENTIVEโBut it's a thought quickly pushed away, before the memory of how he'd find her fully returned. There's nothing but admiration for the priestess, now aย ย VALKYRIEย after having cut the ribbon. Her, along with Emerie and Nesta, won the Blood Rite as well, and now continue their training with Cassian and himself.
But the nightsโThose belong only to them. It doesn't seem like she's told the others about these meetings but he is curiouslyย ย PLEASEDย by that thought; even his shadowsย ย DELIGHTย in her presence and the very sound of her voice. It feels like only Az gets this privilege, because the sight of her skin almost glowing in the moonlight as she laughs, has to be a rare andย ย SPECIALย opportunity. Being close to her is just as much, and the spymaster purposely maneuvers in the midst of their spar with skillful footwork; until the blades of their swords are pressed together in a mutual block. Without much difficulty, the male couldย ย DISARMย her and the mock fight would be over, but he doesn't. Instead, hazel eyes stare into teal and Gwyn doesn't shy away from what many would find to be anย ย INTIMIDATINGย gaze. At first, her seeming trust can easily be credited to how heย ย SAVEDย her but ever since their extended training sessions began, Az has gotten to see somethingย ย MOREย in the priestess.
And there it was surfacing in those words addressed to him,ย ย FORย him. Mind goes quiet and for that moment, even his shadows still, surrendering to the flare ofย ย HEATย suddenly shooting through his body. It's like those words alone became aย ย CATALYST,ย igniting a simmering warmth that had been glowing with the secret beauty of her smile, the one he tucked down since that night of winter solstice. However, it's wrong to get ahead of himself, that much he knows. Considering what Gwyneth went through, a part of him is almost loathing how swift his body is reacting this way without being certain of whatย ย EXACTLYย she's thinking about. With cold steel resolve, the shadowsinger puts a damper on that fire and masterfully trains his features to remain cool, letting only a hint ofย ย CURIOSITYย to peek. Though he's still not moving away, and their breaths swirl together similarly to how his shadows twirl in some kind of silent dance. โ How have you thought of me? โ Direct and bold, but he's never been one for hedging.
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ย ย ย ย Tiny thought about Azriel now that Iโm noting down details... In the conversation with Gwyn, as part of calling him out on the wholeย โforgot somethingโ lie, she replies to how he says he canโt sleep without his fav dagger withย โA comfort for every growing childโ. I am thinking... How much of that sentence is actually very painfully accurate?ย
Did Azriel didnโt even want to fall asleep in his fatherโs dungeon? Because if he did, would he not know when his half-brothers would come in to try any moreย โexperimentsโ on him? Is it something that happened after they burned his hands? Do those thoughts that invade him when he stays still long enough at night, include those memories? Is it why he sleeps with so many daggers, because ( as Gwyn commented ) they are a COMFORT and he needs some of that comfort to be able to sleep, not just for the obvious security aspects for the Spymaster of the Night Court?
I have way too many headcanons brewing so this is only just a tiny thing but I had to share it, because I am indeed adopting them all into my interpretation of Azriel yep.
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๐๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ซ๐ ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐ซ๐๐ง๐ญ. Born in a lightless, airless ๐๐๐๐๐๐ meant to ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐. Instead, ๐ก๐ ๐ก๐๐ ๐ฅ๐๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ ๐ข๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ฅ๐๐ง๐ ๐ฎ๐๐ ๐.
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@cursebreakerxxโ said:ย ย โ I can't help but think of you. โ
โโโโณโ แด แดข ส ษช แด ส
ย ย ย ๐๐๐ ๐
๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ her wings, it was to assert that the feel of them was right. Scarred fingers and palms were light as feathers over the sensitive surface, careful but quick in their assessment. How impressed Azriel was when that closer inspection confirmed that the female successfully shaped them withย ย DETAILย that only an artist could have the skilled eye for. Several days have passed since they began training, and Feyre's been steadily getting used to the surprising strain that the weight of Illyrian wings can have on one's physique. It's herย ย FRUSTRATIONย that did increase quicker than the progress she likely felt was lacking as she, yet again, collided wing and side first against a pine tree. Cursing at the crunching sounds that reached all the way to where he'd been sharpening Truth-Teller's blade, the Shadowsingerย ย SWIFTLYย sheathes the dagger before gracefully gliding down to her side.
Kneeling, the male waits while she begins to gather herself, evidently stunned by the crash but it's a hissing sound ofย ย PAINย that escapes instead. Her legs give out before she can even use them for support but his arms are thereโSlipping under her shoulders to hold her up against himself. โ You're all right,ย โ Az murmurs, and she would be, once her fae body's natural healing kicks in in the next instants. The sudden proximity and theย ย WARMTHย mixing with her scent, however; immediately conjures memories of the past months, or more particularly, the past weeks. Their gazes meeting across the rooms, the table. Feyre standing next to him despite of how the Spymaster often kept to the edges of their group, his shadows findingย ย DELIGHTย in her company. From the first time Rhys introduced them all, they've beenย ย CURIOUSย about her, peering over his shoulders content to watch, because she was simultaneously like and unlike others. They would watch her more than the others, whisper of her own gaze wandering to where he stood, only to dart away when he looked back.
But lately, she's held his eyes, and what he'd glimpsed in them would make something stir inside him. Aย ย LONGING,ย is how he'd describe it. The incidents were happening too frequently for it all to be a mistake or coincidence; the latter being something that he's learned to not believe in anyway. And these training sessions exacerbated whatever the female has brought to life through those glances and touches alone. Being so close now, feeling how she doesn't move away once steadied by his strong arms but rather leans in, her face tilted enough to stare into hazel huesโAzriel's very skin begins toย ย BURNย with the heat coursing through his veins. Feyre must see it flash through his eyes before it disappears behind a beautiful mask of calm, and those words she utters are proof of that, they must be. They were things heโd only allow himself to think of when alone in his room. With the image of her eyes lingering on him, oblivious to how the male was well aware of how she wasย ย ADMIRINGย him. Him, and not Rhys, whom heย ย KNOWSย feels something he cannot quite decipher yet for the newest member of their court. And she doesn't seem to be reciprocating whatever it is.
It's that unknown factor that renders him at odds with theย ย WANT,ย the hunger. It's what holds him back from acting, even though it's not enough to have him move away. A beat of silence fills the space but his hands move, slowly sliding down the curve of her waist to rest upon the rise of her hips. Az didn't allow his gaze to lower and follow the gesture, not wanting to see the marred skin of his hands there. Not when her breath catches in a way that has her full lips part. The sight is likely what's responsible for what he does next, or maybe it's how she relaxes against him and her breasts press to his chest. Truthfully, now that they are alone, he doesn't care, and so he asks. Because heย ย NEEDSย to know.
ย ย ย ย ย โ ...What have you been thinking? โ
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@wistcriasโ as Elain said:ย ย โย ย i wanna waste all of my time with you.ย ย โ
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๐๐๐ with which Rhys commanded him to stay away, does not fail to resurface every time Elain is in the same room. But so does the way her eyes reflected hurt and confusion before aย ย BLEAKย veil settled over her face. After having left the necklace on his pile of gifts, the shadowsinger was certain that his apparentย REJECTIONย would ruin them. The Archeron sister would ignore and avoid him as she already did her mate, and Azriel will be left with the ephemeral memory of how soft the skin of her neck was beneath his scarred palms. He wouldย ย CHERISHย those instants, those that made it impossible for him to not fantasize over in the middle of the nightโWith that same hand fisted around himself, imagining that her gasps joined his, and that soย ย SWEETย scent of her arousal would invade his nostrils. He could so easily lose himself in those moments with only darkness and loneliness as company, two old friends he was forced to learn to love if only toย ย SURVIVE.
Elain proves him wrong as she wordlessly pours tea into the second cup she placed on the table, in front of the empty chair across from where she sits. Words are anย ย INVITATION,ย one that his shadows are swift to respond to by skittering away, as they would always do in her presence. They knew what the spymaster's answer would be even before he let himself consider it. Rhys threatenedย ย RETRIBUTIONย if he were to catch him panting after her again, so being in her company over some tea, would not be aย ย BLATANTย disregard of his orders. It's one of the different things they would do together, before crossing the line. Despite the risks that he was fully aware of, and howย ย WRONGย it wasโAz just couldn't bring himself to care. Not back then, and not now, regardless of his High Lord's command.
With a nod, hazel eyes subtly take the female's form while sitting on the elegant chair, wings tucked close as he shifted straighter to hold the cup. It took centuries of practiced control to not allow for any sign ofย ย SURPRISEย to show, not even the almost graceful motion of his hand lifting the cup faltered. The shadowsinger's gaze is on her over the ceramic rim, and the ghost of aย ย SMILEย tugs the edge of his lips when lowering his hand. โ Then you must have a lot of time on your hands today. โ He comments, also a way of encouraging her to say more while trying to not stare at the way her golden brown hair caught the sun.
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Aegon T. [ย ๐๐ก๐๐ซ๐ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐๐ข๐ง๐ . ]
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Azriel [ย ๐๐จ๐ฉ๐, ๐๐ฏ๐๐ง ๐ฐ๐ก๐๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ฅ๐ ๐ญ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐๐ฌ๐ฉ๐๐ข๐ซ. ]
Casteel D. [ย ๐๐ก๐ ๐ฏ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐๐ข๐ง ๐๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ก๐๐ซ๐จ. ๐๐ก๐ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ซ ๐๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ซ-๐ฌ๐ฅ๐๐ฒ๐๐ซ. ]
Elain A. [ย ๐ ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐ซ๐๐ง๐ญ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ซ๐ญ ๐จ๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก. ๐ ๐๐๐ญ๐ญ๐๐ซ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก. ]
Hades [ย ๐ ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐ซ๐๐๐ ๐ฎ๐ฉ๐จ๐ง ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ซ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐จ๐ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ฌ. ]
Haji [ย ๐๐ข๐ฏ๐ ๐ญ๐จ๐๐๐ฒ ๐๐จ๐ซ ๐ญ๐จ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ซ๐จ๐ฐ. ]
Irysa [ย ๐๐ซ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ซ๐ฅ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐๐๐ญ๐ฐ๐๐๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ซ๐ค๐ง๐๐ฌ๐ฌ. ]
Itachi U. [ย ๐ ๐ง๐๐ฆ๐๐ฅ๐๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐จ๐๐ข ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐ญ๐๐๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ฉ๐๐๐๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง ๐ข๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ก๐๐๐จ๐ฐ. ]
Leslie K. [ย ๐๐จ๐ญ ๐ง๐จ ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐๐๐ ๐๐จ๐ซ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐๐ญ๐ญ๐ฒ ๐๐จ๐ฒ๐ฌ ๐ก๐๐ซ๐. ]
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Loki L. [ย ๐๐จ ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐ฏ๐๐ซ ๐ญ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐๐๐. ๐๐ง๐ ๐ง๐จ ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ ๐จ๐จ๐ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐ฏ๐๐ซ ๐ญ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ ๐จ๐จ๐. ]
Lucien A. [ย ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ซ๐ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐๐๐ง๐ ๐ฌ, ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐๐ญ๐ญ๐๐ซ ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ง. ]
Mito U. [ย ้จ้ใฃใฆๅฐๅบใพใย ๐๐๐ญ๐๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ซ๐๐ข๐ง, ๐๐๐ซ๐ญ๐ก ๐ก๐๐ซ๐๐๐ง๐ฌ. ]
Murtagh M. [ย ๐๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ก๐๐ฏ๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ. ]
Rhaegar T. [ย ๐๐ง๐ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐จ๐ ๐ข๐๐ ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ข๐ซ๐. ]
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Sigyn [ย ๐๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ง๐๐ฒ ๐จ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ซ๐ญ. ๐๐ก๐ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐ข๐๐ซ๐๐. ๐๐๐ซ ๐๐๐ฏ๐จ๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐๐ซ ๐๐ซ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ. ]
Vaedar V. [ ๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐จ๐ง ๐ฌ๐๐จ๐ซ๐๐ก๐๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ. ๐ ๐๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐ซ๐๐ ๐จ๐ง ๐๐ซ๐๐๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐ข๐ซ๐. ]
Vrael [ย ๐๐ง๐๐ข๐๐ง๐ญ. ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐. ๐๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐ซ ๐จ๐ ๐๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ. ]
Zack F. [ย ๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฌ๐๐ฒ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ฆ๐ ๐ ๐ก๐๐ซ๐จ. ]
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