#azriel appreciation week 2023

[tswaney17]

Little Heir

@duskwhisperer and I are so excited to share “Little Heir” with you for @azrielappreciationweek day one, the family you make.

Thank you, @ruisfree for collaborating with us and bringing this piece to life. Still smiling and kicking our feet over all the creative details you added. We loved working with you! 💕

This commission and fic were inspired by the adorable idea of Azriel catching Nyx sneaking Aunt Elain’s cookies late at night. 🍪 We wanted to capture Azriel trying not to smile while Nyx guiltily looked up at him. With the scene set in Elain and Azriel’s kitchen, we thought it would be perfect to show Nyx’s artwork on display. And of course, we couldn’t resist showing our appreciation for a shirtless Az. 😏 We truly hope you adore this piece as much as we do.

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Characters belong to Sarah J. Maas

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Trigger warnings: mild NSFW language, tooth-rotting fluff

Word Count: 1,177

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Azriel felt the pull even in his deep sleep. That urgent tug that something was amiss. He knew the feeling of his shadows trying to drag him from his slumber. Had experienced it for years.

He very nearly growled at the disruption, until a single shadow curled around his ear, whispering their secrets.

The heir is awake. He wanders the house.

That had his attention, his eyes blinking open and seeing the sky outside their bedroom window still stained deep blue and purple, the sun not yet basking over the eastern mountains to grace them with its presence. The moon’s glow across the floor indicated it was still very late at night or in the wee hours of the morning. Far too early for the nearly five-year-old to be out of bed.

Why Nyx was awake, he didn’t know, but he’d soon find out. Azriel carefully detached himself from Elain’s warm body. Her brows furrowed in protest, a wordless sound passing through her parted lips as he slowly slipped away.

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[greenleaf777]

I gotta say I LOVE how committed Azriel is LOL

Hes like ALL ELAIN ALL THE TIME he falls for her and hes all in. Theres no wishy-washy shit with Az. Hes so in love hes more than willing to battle and kill Lucien to be with Elain, hes willing to question an age old sacred cultural thing like the mating bond because he feels so strongly for Elain. In his bonus chapter the ONLY one he thinks about *cough*intimately*cough* is Elain. Hes not oooh elain but also oooh gwyn oooh mor oooh nesta oooh random fae he sees on the street lol.

Even before Elain with Mor all we know is that hes had feeling for only her for a VERY long time, only moving on when she didn’t reciprocate and he met the ONE who did want him.

Also, for how hardcore and spooky he supposed to be(and how a lot of the fandom sees him) he is really just a very quiet, thoughtful, caring character. And i think thats another reason he fits so well with Elain. And a big reason I am such a fan of him. Can’t wait to read is POV in Elains book. I also needs Elains pov of her just admiring him 😂.

[azrielappreciationweek]

Azriel Appreciation Week 2023 Prompts!

We are so excited to announce this year's #azrielappreciationweek2023 prompts! Come join us from November 5-11, 2023, as we celebrate our favorite Shadowsinger and broody bat boy. Prompt descriptions are listed below. We cannot wait to see what you all have in store for us! 🗡🦇 Remember to tag us (@azrielappreciationweek) and use the hashtag #azrielappreciationweek2023. Tagging us directly will help ensure we don't miss your posts. ��

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We’re proud to announce that Gwynriel Weeks 2023 will be going from February 26- March 11! The biggest feedback we got from last year’s event was that it was too short so hopefully 2 weeks will be enough.

We’re so excited to see what you guys have in store and stay tuned for prompts, rules, and more!

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[jealousveronya]

Gwynriel ♥

A little something for @gwynrielweeksofficial

[goddess-in-heaven-and-hell]

Gwynriel Week 2023 - Day 1: Series of Firsts

Look who crawled out of their cave and into the sunlight for the first time in months. Seriously, I thought I had forgotten how to form sentences and string them together, but here we are. I just can’t let Gwynriel week pass without doing something. 

So here is an angsty, fluff and slightly smutty one-shot for our favourites. (I feel like I’ve changed my usual writing style for this, but I hope you don’t mind too much.)

@gwynrielweeksoffical

Word count: around 2500 

Warnings: non-explicit smut (?) 

The first time they held hands, Azriel found truth.

It was after a particularly grueling training session. Rain came pouring from the sky cold and heavy, making his leathers stick uncomfortably to every inch of skin. His wings got heavier by the minute too and he had to remind himself time and time again to not let them drop and slouch all over the floor. But even if the sun had shone and Cassian would have started to dance the gavotte in a tutu, his mood wouldn’t have been any better.

He probably was too caught up in his head over the mission. He probably gave out commands a little too harshly, let the females run a little too many rounds. It didn’t help as well that his shadows were constantly commenting Gwyn’s improvement instead of figuring out a plan like he ordered them too. He never snapped at his Shadows, but that day, he came close to it.

When training ended Azriel made his way across the ring in record time, wanting to sort out his thoughts without any company. But he didn’t get very far at all.

“Hey, Shadowsinger!”

Closing his eyes in a desperate attempt to gain patience, Azriel came to a halt. A beaming priestess caught up to him in no time, neither the cold nor the rain seemed to bother her.

Right in front of him, she held out her hand expectantly. “I would appreciate it very much if that little deal of ours was fulfilled immediately. I kicked ass today, the combination included.”

Azriel signed, his breath a white cloud in front of his face. “You did?”

Gwyn nodded solemnly. “Indeed. And I am sure you saw, or at least your Shadows did. So, hand me the treats I was promised.”

“You know that I have better things to do than to monitor you constantly?”, Azriel bit out. He regretted the words the second they left his tongue – not only because they weren’t true, but also because they were the reason that beautiful smile on her face began to dim.

“Well, yes.”, she lowered the hand that was previously outstretched and cradled it to her stomach, “I just figured you’d might-“

“Gwyn.”, he cut her off, “can we talk about this some other day?”

His Shadows immediately started to scold him. Now he had definitely driven her away, he had been unnecessarily cold and made her so uncomfortable that she’d surely end this conversation.

But instead of retreating, Gwyn drew together her brows, little pearls of rain cascading down her nose in the process. “Are you okay, Az?”

She asked the question like no one had ever done before. Rhys usually asked with the tone of the High Lord, wanting to know if his mental state is good enough to lead the spy network. Nesta asked sarcastically over a shared dinner. Elain asked timidly, like the answer might scare her and she’d rather not know.

Gwyn’s question had been genuine, laced with the concern of a close friend and the fearlessness of something more. Her softly spoken words were music to his ears, a symphony he wanted to replay in his mind over and over again.

So, instead of just sidestepping the truth or lie, he confessed. “I’m not.”

Gwyn gave him a sad smile, her curious gaze searching his face for answers, silently encouraging him to go on. “I think I haven’t been okay for a long time.”

It was then, when it happened. Gwyn slowly reached out her hand and intertwined her dainty fingers with his. Squeezing lightly, she told him, “Well, if you are in need of a patient listener, you know where to find me.”

Azriel bit his lip, nodding. He was suddenly too shy to even look at her, so instead his eyes wandered to the ground and then to their hands. He couldn’t find words to describe how much that little sentence meant to him. Because he knew – with Gwyn, he wouldn’t have to hold back, he could be brutally honest and yet wouldn’t face judgement.

The silences stretched on while they stood in the empty training ring, connected by their hands, until Gwyn broke it. “I could also tell you that I’m a good advice giver, but that would be a stretch.”

The Shadowsinger cracked his first smile of the week, which in turn caused Gwyn to smile as well. The night, he indeed sought her out, cutting his heart out for her to see and inspect.

He had hoped she would find it worthy.

She had never seen something so beautiful.

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The first time they kissed, Azriel found hope.

He planned every little detail about the date with unwavering precision. He knew the exact minute more people than usual crowded the center of Velaris, knew when the musicians start to play, what to wear, which flowers to present her with… but he forgot to set his own head straight.

He stumbled over his words the second he saw her descend the stairs in a beautiful green dress. What was meant to be a compliment came out in a jumbled sentence, causing Gwyn to suppress a smile. That smile didn’t help his nerves either.

During their dinner, overlooking the lit-up streets of Velaris, Gwyn chattered away freely while Azriel pondered over every word, every sentiment he wanted to share with her. Conversation was usually easy with Gwyn, but the weight of calling this their official ‘date’ threw all comfort he felt with her overboard.

He kept checking if she was comfortable, if she wanted more food or drink, if she was too warm or too cold, if the amount of people surrounding them bothered her.

When they made their way home, arms interlinked and strolling through the cobblestone streets, Azriel was certain he fucked up for good, and that he didn’t deserve to exchange another word with her.

“You’re brooding.”

His head snapped to the side, facing a wide-smiling Gwyn.

“I was fairly certain my company would keep you from overthinking your work, but it appears I overestimated my dazzling personality.”, she drew her voice out teasingly, baiting him to answer.

Azriel signed, stopped in his tracks and turned Gwyn to face him. He might as well use this opportunity to explain himself to her, that’s what she deserved.

“I’m incredibly sorry, Gwyn. I know this wasn’t the date you expected. I just couldn’t help my nerves.”, he confessed, his voice low and audible just for Gwyn. “Thank you anyways for agreeing to this. I hope it wasn’t a complete waste of time.”

Being done with the best explanation he could muster, he searched Gwyn’s features for any sign of annoyance or sadness. To his surprise, he only found confusion.

“Wait a second.”, Gwyn crossed her arms in front of her chest, “Do you mean to tell me that you barely spoke on this date because you were nervous?”

Now it was his turn to furrow his brows in confusion. “Yes?”

Gwyn burst out into giggles. “I can’t believe it. The infamous Shadowsinger, who fought in more wars than I can even name, who has years and years of dating experience, was nervous to take out a little priestess from the library?”

She didn’t get it, still smiling at the apparent silliness of his nerves. Because she didn’t know that he had been envisioning this date from the moment she first talked to him in training. That he looked at his brothers and their mates and wished with all of his heart that he could have what they had with her. That he would protect her with his life if he needed to.

“Gwyn, do you even know how big of a deal this is for me?”, he asked, his voice quivering just slightly with all the pent up emotions now bubbling to the surface. Gwyn’s smile froze. “You aren’t just another date to me. If I messed this up, then we wouldn’t just lose the opportunity of being together, but maybe our friendship too. And that’s something I can’t live without.”

He looked to the ground, suddenly unable to face the female he fell hopelessly in love with. “But it appears that I have to now.”

Suddenly, he felt a warm hand gently cupping his cheek, lifting his head. “Az.”

He covered her hand with his, desperately trying to memorize her touch, but still not meeting her eyes.

“Azriel, please look at me.”, Gwyn’s voice held nothing of her previous lightness, “Who ever said that you messed this up?”

The Shadowsinger found the courage to look at her now, if only to find out if she was joking or not. But Gwyn just looked sad, like she accidentally stepped on a puppy’s tail.

“This was the best date I’ve ever been on. I’ve gotten the most beautiful flowers, a flight over Velaris, a romantic dinner, and a male that clearly went out of his way to make this a memorable day for me.”, she swallowed, her eyes turning a bit glassy, “I genuinely thought something was bothering you, that you changed your mind about us being together, but were too polite to say something. Never in a million years would I have guessed that you were nervous.”

It was like the weight of a whole mountain fell from his chest at her words. He couldn’t even reply.

Gwyn smiled lightly, taking another step in his direction so that they stood chest to chest. “Az, may I kiss you?”

He only mustered a nod, completely overwhelmed by this sudden change of direction. And then, there was only the feeling of her lips on his. Gwyn kissed him gently but firmly, and he all but melted into her. Thankfully, he had enough presence of mind to engulf her into his arms as she sank into his body. This was more than he ever expected, more than he deserved, but he drank up every ounce of attention she gave him, every brush of her lips to his, every inch of her body pressed to him.

After the kiss ended, they still held each other close, foreheads touching.

“Don’t ever feel like you need to impress me in order for me to like you. You are all I’ve ever wanted.”, Gwyn whispered, and Azriel would be damned if her words didn’t break his heart and mend it all at the same time.

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The first time they slept together, Azriel found religion.

They had been moving slowly, Gwyn’s reactions dictating every move, touch and inch of skin revealed to each other. It was a process of up and down. On some nights, Gwyn would be too insecure, too shy to even share a deep kiss, so they would end up cuddling on the sofa in front of the fireplace, with Azriel stroking her hair softly and whispering to each other. Other nights were a blur of passion, with clothing almost ripped off and carefree smiles of encouragement.

He knew what a big deal it was for Gwyn to show him her body completely. The first time she let her gown slide from her shoulders and onto a forgotten pile on the floor, Azriel couldn’t find the strength to take his eyes off her for one second. Her lithe body was toned with ropes of hard-earned muscle, skin so flawless he itched to reach out and feel its perfection under his fingertips. She let him do exactly that for the entirety of the night, quivering in his arms from his skilled fingers and coming back again and again for more.

Azriel would spend hours with his mouth between her legs, making her find release over and over again and getting drunk on the taste of her. He never felt more cocky then when he saw Gwyn’s thighs shake from the intensity of her orgasm, hearing her call his name like a prayer. Azriel knew that he’d never want another female in his bed, or by his side, ever again.

If he felt elated when he got to please her, he was positively ecstatic when she started to explore his body on her own accord. Her fingertips traced over every dip and curve of muscle and the ridges of his scars, coaxing out moans and sounds from his lips that he didn’t even know he could produce. He wasn’t above pleading, not with her, and it gave Gwyn the extra push she needed to take him into her hands.

Months had passed from the moment they started to explore the sexual side of their relationship, to when she finally slid onto him. Both of their bodies were already covered with a fine sheen of sweat, chests heaving and eyes lit-up. Azriel held her close on his lap, not leaving an inch between them as he guided her onto his hardness, pausing here and there to let her adjust. He littered kisses on her face, her neck and her collarbones in silent encouragement. But Gwyn didn’t need to be encouraged, an expression of pure bliss on her face as she sank onto him completely.

Azriel bit back his groan and the urge to move immediately, letting her decide how she wanted to go about this. Gwyn paused, seeking his gaze and then breaking out into the biggest smile he’d ever seen her wear. He couldn’t help his answering grin, thrusting up lightly and making her screech out a laugh. When she started moving on him however, all laughter was fast forgotten and replaced by need.

Azriel had his faire share of sex, but never was it like this. Never did it feel like his soul was searching for another, never did he want to please so badly. With Gwyn, every single thing felt ten times more intense, more purposeful.

He was sure he found his purpose in life when falling in love with her. And he was going to make sure she knew every second for the rest of her life.

[azrielshadowsingerweek]

Azriel Appreciation Week is moving!

We're moving blogs so our handles match across social profiles. Head over to @azrielappreciationweek for updates and the official announcement of Azriel Appreciation Week!

[essenceofelegance]

Ratatouille (Azriel x f!reader)

pt. 2

m.list

ʚɞ = angst

Summary: You want to go out to dinner with Az, but Elaine gets in the way.

Warnings: Established relationship, not proof read

“Hey, Az?”

He did not respond.

Azriel was focused on his mission reports. Too busy to give his mate his attention.

His mate turned away, headed toward to door. Not even bothering to be disappointed in Azriel.

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It had been a tradition for the pair to go out for dinner together on Thursday nights for 200 years, even before they were mated. Never once had either of them missed their weekly dinner.

"I found a nice place in Day since you've never had ratatouille before. I figured you would like to try it, though ratatouille would be better homemade. Would you rather eat at the House instead? I could-"

Azriel let out a frustrated sigh and turned his gaze to his mate.

"Gods, Y/N, can you stop rambling? I'm trying to finish my mission reports."

As if realizing the damage he had done, he stalked over to his mate, putting his scarred hands on her shoulder. "Look, I can't make it to dinner this week. I promised Elaine to take her to the city. She wanted to spend time with me, and I already promised her I would take her to dinner. Being outside will be good for her."

She tried to force a smile. "But can't Nesta or Feyre take her? I'm glad Elaine's recovery is going well and that she is finding comfort in you, but I need to spend time with you too. This has been our tradition for centuries."

Azriel ran his hand through his hair. "Elaine needs me. She has gone through immeasurable trauma. This little tradition is in no way more important than her."

She tried to stay calm. "Little tradition? Az, I need you. You've barely been spending time with me, you come home late and leave early, I barely see you anymore. I need you too. I'm your mate, for God's sake!"

He let out a sigh of disbelief. "Maybe the Cauldron made a mistake," the words slipped out of his mouth. "Love, I didn't mean to-" She let out a weak laugh. Azriel tried to calm her by putting his hands on her forearms; she slipped away. "Oh, but you did." Tears welled up in her eyes. "You come back smelling like her every night. Her scent lingers on your leathers and your clothes. I tried to ignore it, I tried reassuring myself that - that you were a faithful male, but I guess I was wrong." She tried to salvage this relationship, she really did.

pt. 2

A/N: this is such a disaster lmfao, haven’t posted in a month or two, if you’re using light mode you won’t be able to see the dividers 💀 i could make a part two if anyone actually reads this. lmk if you want one. also this name is so unfitting for this fic 💀 it sounds so fun but it’s so sad

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[mika-no-sekai-blog]

ACOTAR:

Chicken soup (Azriel x sick!reader)

Dream of Modron (Eris x OC)

Azriel's Appreciation Week 2023 Masterlist

Mirror, mirror (Azriel x reader)

Halloween reading game (Azriel, Cassian, Lucien)

Not my cup of tea (Azriel x reader)

Wingspan (Azriel x reader)

Eris Week 2024 Masterlist

Moon Princess (Rhysand x OC) - request

Azriel's Appreciation Week 2024 Masterlist

[tswaney17]

Words of Wisdom

For @azrielappreciationweek, Day 4: Domestic Life, I wanted to highlight Az spending time with his mother and their bonding over a common interest. 💙

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Trigger warnings: minor angst

Word Count: 1,599

This fic will be posted on AO3 only. Read here.

Azriel’s wings beat against the chilled wind, still bitter cold even in the afternoon. Though nothing could compare to the frozen tundra of the Illyrian Steppes in the middle of winter, of which, he was well accustomed.

But the further south he flew, the warmer it got. Slightly. It was still by definition winter on the island where Rosehall stood, but it didn’t get nearly as cold as Velaris.

It was only a week after Solstice, a week since his brother laid the order down on him and Azriel was struggling with himself. He did not understand the motives, could not control his anger at Rhys for what he did. And for that reason, he needed to leave.

For a little while, that is.

Truthfully, he needed his mother. He needed her wisdom and advice.

Over five centuries old and the feared Shadowsinger of the Night Court still sought his mother when things turned sour. How utterly pathetic.

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[greenleaf777]

New Elriel sketch for yall

Love how this one turned out but damn the human form is a struggle for me lol

Let me know how it looks! Especially how the proportions look to you.

[azrielappreciationweek]

TOMORROW!

We're celebrating our favorite Shadowsinger, starting tomorrow!! Celebrate Azriel Appreciation Week with us from November 5-11! We can't wait! 💙🦇🗡

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🔹Prompts here!

[gwynrielweeksofficial]

Week 2 prompts!

Day 1: Favourite Headcanons and Theories

Day 2: Tropes

Day 3: Au Day

Day 4: NSFW Day

Day 5: Mates

Day 6: Domestic Life

Day 7: Free Day

If there are any questions feel free to comment them or message any of the account pages!

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[emilyondemand]

Why are there 2 Elain weeks? I'm not upset with celebrating more Elain! But I'm confused. Did the hosts lose the login info?

So the very first Elain Archeron week was hosted back in 2021, that torch was passed onto the current hosts who have been running the appreciation week since September of 2022. The current hosts were harassed by Eluciens and Gwynriels who were trying to claim their own Elain week in 2023 which they held in March or April (?) and it flopped, so they abandoned it. They have always been welcome to celebrate in our long running Elain week, but if they do, they typically only contribute to the Romance prompt.

When Elain week posted their rules this year (which have been exactly the same for the past 3 years), antis decided to use it as a chance to bash the event and create drama over… males. Thus elaingate was born by people who were never going to, nor had any intention of actually participating in Elain week to begin with.

Our current hosts are very familiar with harassment surrounding the week, unfortunately, and just held their boundaries. Antis didn’t like that the hosts didn’t give into their tantrums, so they took the more manipulative approach of playing victim, and acted as though they didn’t feel welcomed to participate because the week is hosted by Elriels. Despite the fact that Elriels were by far and large interacting with, liking, and sharing ALL of the content posted. (From what I saw anyway, I can’t speak for what may have been happening on Twitter and I apologize if any Eluciens were being unfairly attacked on that platform. From what I’ve heard it’s unhinged in those parts, so I avoid)

A lot of them pretended to be nice to our faces on IG, while coming onto Tumblr to whine and complain about how many Elriels were participating, any nods to Azriel in any form in any piece was criticized, they tried to start drama over an artist who theorized Elain having shapeshifting abilities and gave her wings, one of the captions on one of my own commissions was mocked and made fun of in the pro Elain tags, and many of us were blocked, unblocked, and reblocked- it was just bizarre tantrum throwing behavior and a poor show of trying to play the victim while simultaneously manufacturing all of the drama.

So now, someone has taken over the reins of the random one time elucien led elain week and has decided to host it again, I’m assuming they will be resuming in March of 2025. The sad thing though is that it isn’t being held because of actual love for Elain’s character, but because they want to be spiteful and ugly over not being the first ones to host and control the real Elain week. And that is what it really comes down to- pettiness, unfortunately.

[cassianappreciationweek]

Announcing Cassian Appreciation Week 2023!

Join us in celebrating our favorite bat boy from July 30 through August 5, 2023!

Welcome to Cassian Appreciation Week 2023! Feel free to participate in any way you can, from headcanons, fanart, moodboards, fics, drabbles…. no matter how big or small, anything celebrating Cassian is welcome! 

Please tag @cassianappreciationweek and use the tag #CassianAppreciationWeek2023 so we can see all your lovely posts!

This year’s prompts are as follows:

Day One: Brother ⚔︎ Cassian has a unique bond with Rhys and Azriel, but he's always ready to slip into the big brother role with anyone who needs it. How do you see him as a brother?

Day Two: Gentle ⚔︎ When it comes to those he cares about, we all know Cassian has a big heart (and big hands). How do you think he shows his gentle nature to those around him?

Day Three: Illyrian ⚔︎ Cassian's love of his homeland is well-documented throughout the series. How do you see him celebrating his culture?

Day Four: Lover ⚔︎ Cassian has had many opportunities for love across Prythain — who do you ship him with? Nesta? Azriel? Eris? Lucien? Any and all ships are welcome!

Day Five: Lion Hearted ⚔︎ Although we don’t know Cassian’s official birthday, we know how much Fire Sign Energy he gives off. How do you see Cassian celebrating his birthday and channeling his inner Leo?

Day Six: Lord of Bloodshed ⚔︎ Cassian is one of the most powerful Illyrians in history. How do you think he earns — and continues to earn — his unofficial title?

Day Seven: Free Day ⚔︎ Any topic of your choosing!

Thank you to @talkfantasytome, @dustjacketmusings, @c-e-d-dreamer, @isterofimias, @melphss, @whyisaravenlike-awritingdesk, and others for helping to plan this event!

We can't wait to see what you create!

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MASTERLIST

Hi! I'm a Virgo so organisation is the name of the game - here's all my writing in one place <3

This is all currently Elriel based but I may branch out in the future ;)

You can also find me on AO3

**contains smut

One-Shots

Ice Cream **- Modern AU, Note - No actual smut, just very sexual in nature

Azriel takes Elain to a movie and gets a bit of a show.

For His Eyes Only ** - Modern AU

Azriel takes up photography and has an impromptu photoshoot with a certain Archeron Sister.

Bloodlust** - Modern AU

Azriel is covered in blood and Elain has an awakening of sorts.

Comfort Crowd - Azriel Appreciation Week 2023, Day 1: The Family You Make

Nesta talks to Azriel about her fears surrounding motherhood.

Spa Day - Azriel Appreciate Week 2023, Day 4: Domestic Life

Elain discovers the secret behind Azriel's perfect skin.

Strawberry Kisses - Note: this is an accompanying bonus chapter to Echoes in the Hallway but it can be read as a stand alone.

While searching the River House for her sisters, Nesta accidentally stumbles upon Elain sharing an intimate moment in the garden with a certain Spymaster.

Under the Weeping Willow**

Emboldened by the light of a full moon, Elain lures Azriel out to the garden for a late night rendezvous.

Multi-Chapter Fics

Echoes in the Hallway ** - Canon compliant-ish, completed.

Part II**

Part III **

Azriel plays chaperone but this time for the girl he's been avoiding for months. Post-solstice angst.

Everywhere, Everything** - A Friends to Lovers modern AU. In progress.

After a decade of friendship, Azriel and Elain cross a line into unexplored territory.

Inspired by Music Series

Lover, Please Stay

Elain cares for a very weary Azriel. Hurt/Comfort.

Dress **

Elain buys a dress, Azriel takes it off.

Stargirl **

Elain has a vision featuring a certain Shadowsinger.

Stargirl: Part Two **

Elain's vision from Stargirl comes to life.

Stargirl: Part Three **

Elain has another vision, this time it involves a black ribbon and a slice of cake.

Stargirl: Part Four **

Following her last vision, Elain and Azriel navigate the surprise revelation and the frenzy that comes along with it.

Time Will Be Frozen for Us

Azriel acquires a cabin where he and Elain enjoy the quiet domesticities of life.