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Eris, Ryan is making a Milo fandom!

Gasps

Interesting...

[they hum thoughtfully]

[lovelornheartz]

can u fart on me

i think i dont know you well enough, sorry

[rottmntrulesall]

Thinking about how this implies that izuku talks about katsuki when he’s with her

[hellsitegenetics]

This blog truly makes me so unbelievably happy. It speaks to my autism on a level that I can’t comprehend. Me and my ever growing collection of random facts about creatures and plants thank you for your noble service

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Closest match: Samia ricini White GU1 DNA, chromosome 01, complete sequence Common name: Eri Silkmoth

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[freenos]

Can’t wait for you to get that one dialogue Eris has about Icarus their beef is so funny

I eat up every crumb of dialogue about their off-screen beef, it's so funny!

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1k celebration: get to know the members ★ favorite horror film ↳ airi ★ @shawnee-smith ★ the blair witch project (1999)

[readychilledwine]

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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“Mother, save me,” you murmured as Azriel and Eris started arguing again. Life would have been easier if Azriel and Eris were also mates, but the Cauldron decided this was much more entertaining. You sighed and got between them. They’d been arguing for several hours about which court you three would be settling into as a permanent home. Eris wanted to stay in Autumn, and rightfully so, with his chances of being High Lord so high. Azriel believed the Night Court was the best option and that he owed Rhysand his life, possibly even his first born with how loyal he was.

Your home had been immediately denied. “Why would we move to the coldest place in Prythian,” Eris had asked. Azriel immediately had agreed, stating his wings would freeze in the bitter winds of the Winter Court. 

“Rhysand needs me,” Azriel growled at Eris. “My court needs me!”

“So does mine,” Eris shot back. “I will be High Lord some day, and I have to be in Autumn to heal Autumn!” 

You sighed softly, hands on two strong chests as they glared. “Does anyone care what I think?” Both males seemed to relax at the sound of your voice. “Because I think this is ridiculous, and maybe we all aren’t actually ready to move into one home.” The silence that met that statement was deafening. You had spent the last 7 years having to bounce between Autumn and Night. a  week with Ers. A week with Azriel. A week at home, the Mountain House, a quiet comfort. Dating two males, being mated to two males, especially two males who were not interested in each other, was not for the faint of heart. You took a deep breath, eyes closing as you did. “I think we have a great thing,” you continued. “Our relationship and the dynamic we have is special to me, but I worry it isn’t special to you two. I worry that us moving in together will not be with you not-” You paused. “With you two.. Unable to cooperate and get along.”

Eris and Azriel looked at you, eyes so different. Eris was inquisitive, Azriel was stunned. You had never shown any signs of thinking there were issues within the relationship the 3 of you shared, at least, not issues you had acknowledged to them. You were such a relaxed fae and would go where the wind took you. Eris sat down, knowing this was a serious conversation time, not a fun one. He pointed to the chair across from the couch he was on, his rings sparkling on his long finger as you moved and sat. Azriel sat by Eris, leaned forward so his elbows rested on his knees. “How long have you felt this way,” Eris was fighting to keep his voice soft. “And why are the two of us just finding out?”

Azriel then added, “And how can we fix it?”

They had similarities, and this process was one of them. They allowed the comfortable silence to fall over the room as you thought and then took a deep breath. “I think I first started feeling this way at our first Starfall all together. I felt pulled and like spending too much time with Azriel disrespected you,” you said to Eris. “But too much time with Eris, and I was hurting you,” you directed at Azriel. “I felt.. Spread so thin.”

Eris nodded in clear thought. He was thinking over everything you had told them first before nodding, wanting you to continue. “I have tried to bring it up to both of you one on one since us in one place rarely happens, but my time with Azriel is spent-”

“Do not finish that sentence,” the Illyrian blushed.

“And my time with Eris is spent acting like the perfect future Lady of Autumn,” you smiled and held in a laugh to Azriel’s sudden shyness.

Eris chuckled, a laugh deep and full like his whiskey, “A shame, really. Sounds like your time with Azriel is much more productive than your time with me. Does she curl her -"

Azriel blushed harder, the faint pinkish-red hiding under his tan skin. “Shut up, Eris. She still has to tell us how to fix it.” They both turned back to you, “Keep talking, salvation.”

It was your turn to blush, the precious nickname Azriel had given you always enough to make your heart flutter and the bond grow warm. “I just would like you two to be friends. For you two to learn to be civil enough that we could spend time as the three of us. I don’t need you two to ever want to have sex, but knowing I could leave you two alone for 2 or 3 hours to head to market without one of you being dead when I came back would be nice.” Both males nodded. 

Another deep breath relaxed the feeling of your heart beating in your chest.  The two of them were studying each other. “It starts with addressing the elephant in the room, Eris,” You said as gently as you could. 

He leaned forward more, taking a moment to center, and he began. He told Azriel everything about his relationship with Mor, the illyrian nodding as Eris explained his choices to Azriel and explained everything he had done was to protect Mor, you, and himself. Azriel then had to explain himself as well, admitting the Night Court had a plan for killing Eris as soon as Morrigan said yes, but they had told Morrigan it would not happen now that Azriel was tied to Eris in a roundabout way. It was several hours of your mates talking, voices low and unhurried. They’d never gotten along this well and for this long. 

The conversation switched at some point, the males going from discussing their issues to the things you had known for a while they shared in common. Dancing being the biggest one. From there it became showing their dagger collection. Discussions on the hounds. Hunting. You.

Beautiful, brilliant you. 

You were the first to retire for the evening, standing in the hall between the guest room and Eris’s. Whenever the 3 of you were together, you had to make a choice on who you slept with each night, bouncing between beds sometimes like it should have been a profession. Soft hands led you by your hips, pushing you into Eris’s room. The warm scent of baked apple and fire was like a pull, drawing you in more and more. Your own hands found the ones holding you, scarred flesh, greeting them. “I think his bed is large enough for all three of us,” a voice like deep night whispered to you. “Think we can make that work? We know how happy it would make you, and it is time for us to try.” If Eris had a scent that pulled like a magnet, Azriel’s was the lock shutting you in. The two mixed, that chilled air and cedar in weaving into fire, felt like the safest combination you had ever wrapped yourself into. 

“I think we’d all fit,” the softness of your voice had him smiling.

“Then lay down. We’ll come in once we finish our drinks.”

And that night, the three of you tucked into one bed together. It felt like something new was beginning. A new chapter. One you had been hoping to welcome for far too long now.

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[fallenclan]

shits gettin REAL!!!! who is pumped. i know i am. enjoy the random ass starclan cat cameos that I crammed in here <3

finished this update JUST in time, but next week I'm gonna be even more busy so I guess we'll see!

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[whisperingmidnights]

11. Sharing secrets

Azris omegaverse x reader where az and reader are sharing embarrassing or cute secrets about eris 🤭🤭

Couples bonding time but at what cost...

From this list

Something wet flicks across the small scent gland at the back of your neck. You stretch within the confines of the strong, pale arms banded around your body, yawning as they hold you just a little tighter. Your fingers dance along the edge of a long, shiny burn scar, tracing it up to the tip of your High Lord's elbow. He's been lapping at the back of your neck since your return, bathing you in his scent after his mate presented you like a cat offering a mouse as a gift.

Truly, neither of them are doing much to evade the cat comparisons this week.

"Please tell me you've let her out of bed at least once this morning." Azriel's voice, tinged with exasperation, rolls through the room like thunder. You straighten at the teeth brushing over your scent gland – not a claiming bite, but an unmistakable act of possession.

Omegas truly can be viciously territorial close to their heat cycles. Reportedly not nearly as bad as their alphas but laying here, in Eris's arms, you aren't sure that's true. You're glad you haven't had to deal with it much...until now, anyway. There's an answering growl from the High Lord's alpha and you shrink back further into his embrace, not wanting to draw Azriel's ire unnecessarily. This is already such a delicate position you're in.

"It's not you he's growling at." Eris's voice is a strange mix of frustration and longing, something you don't quite understand the layers of. "Do you want to get up?"

"No," you murmur, shaking your head as his mate ducks into the bathing room and you hear the twist of a knob turning on their most recent installation. Eris had called it a shower? The water splashing against tile reminds you of a rainstorm.

"You should go in with him," the omega says wistfully.

"He wouldn't welcome that."

"He would. And, if you don't, I'm afraid I'll keep us both here all day. I have a few things I need to accomplish before the end of the week."

"Am I so irresistible?" Your laugh is a mask for the doubt slithering through you, and the tip of Eris's nose nuzzles your jaw in response.

"More than you realize. Go now, before I change my mind."

The weight of the command wraps around your shoulders, propelling your body out of the comfort of the High Lord's embrace. You do knock before entering the bathing chamber, though you're certain those wicked shadows have already reported Eris's command to him. Steam clouds the room, fogging the mirrors as you slowly strip out of your nightgown and underthings, leaving them in a pile on the floor.

You meet the alpha's sleepy hazel eyes as he turns beneath the spray to face you. Water rolls down his shoulders and chest, luring your eyes along the length of his body. His wings flutter, no better than a bird taking a dip in a pond, and you glance back up to find him smirking as you tentatively step to the edge of the tile.

"Poor, sweet fawn. Escape your fox?"

"He sent me to you."

"To me?" The male's laugh is like sweet, dark tea as he catches your wrist, pulling you beneath the warm water. "What did he think I would do with you?"

You shrug, jumping in surprise when his fingers card through your hair, scrubbing your scalp. When shampoo finds its way into your hair, smelling of autumn woods, you find yourself leaning into the alpha's broad, muscular chest while the anxiety slips down the drain with the water.

"How'd you get so good at this?"

"Eris likes to keep his hair long these days, it requires a lot of maintenance."

"I like it that way."

"He'd love to hear you say that."

"You think?"

"That vain creature? Absolutely." Fond amusement laces each word. Scarred hands rub circles along your back, loosening the knots in your muscles. "I'll tell you a secret about him if you tell me something in return."

"What is it you want to know?" You ask warily. You assume his shadows tell him everything there is to know. This court was once a court of secrets until it gained a former spymaster as Lord of Autumn. You doubt there is little within these walls that he doesn't know.

"It's very simple, little fawn. I want to know if anyone was cruel to you in the weeks leading up to your visit home."

"Cruel?" You shake your head. "No more than normal. Really, no one's said much of anything to me lately."

"Will you tell me if they do?"

"That's two questions." Azriel laughs, and you yelp as he pinches your hip. "Yes, alright, I will."

"Good girl. Now, for your payment...hmmm..." You crane back to squint up at the alpha, who seems to be sorting through his mind like a file until he finds the information he wants. "Ah, yes. There is a veritable hoard of maple taffy in Eris's nightstand. Top drawer beneath the false bottom."

The High Lord does have a sweet tooth after all. This is good information to have. His hold on you briefly tightens, and you rest your cheek against his sternum, feeling the water flow around you both. It's like standing in the heart of a storm with him.

"He is quite the pampered pet. There's a special blend of oils he uses in his hair that he pays an apothecary entirely too much to mix." You laugh a little at that. "And if there isn't a glass of water on his nightstand when he wakes up, he whines about vocal strain or some nonsense until he has one."

"Was that one free?"

"Nothing is free. I'll think of a way for you to pay me back. Now, shall we condition your hair?"

[kedreeva]

In light of recent events

yay she got her award!

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Idk how to do this bingo thing, but Azriel x reader confession!!! Jealousy and smut? Yes please

Bull-Headed

Bingo Ask Game! See the original post & rules here

ghost, aphrodisiac and knives taken still need to be written.

I literally loved this request so much I lowkey got INTO it, but the beginning also drove me crazy lollll. it was inspired by bridgerton, Lmk what you think! thank you for the request and for playing!

Prompt: Confession

Pairings: Azriel / f!reader

Word Count: 3.1k +

Tags: Azriel being jealous, reader being jealous, angst, some fluff, fighting, angry love confession, arguments, denial, HEAVY smut, dom!azriel, freaky azriel, cunnilingus, p in v, praise kink, slight size kink, minors DNI

Strong male hands gripped my waist as we spun around and I easily moved in sync with him, feet stepping in replacement of the other as we intricately moved through each motion, the music felt like a living thing throughout my body and for the first time all night I was actually having fun. 

After getting over his momentary shock at my approach. Eris had given into my request to dance after I promised to use my voice in his favor for Rhys during our secret meeting tomorrow. 

I didn’t want to ask him of all people but these annual High Lord balls were dreadful, made even worse by the fact that my mate had been dancing with another female all night, I tried to remind myself I didn’t have a claim on him. After the bond snapped we agreed to not consummate it, to not even acknowledge it.

We were friends.

Yet watching Elain tip her head back and laugh at something my ma- my friend had said had bothered me. When it really shouldn’t have. 

We were very good friends for a very long time. 

That was all. 

Except you constantly wonder what he is doing and what he is thinking about. My brain whispered traitorously and I shoved it down, I shoved it all down, the feelings of hurt and betrayal when he put all his attention to a softer, kinder female than I. The anger when he brushed past me as if I did not exist, as if we hadn’t been friends for three centuries, the awkwardness after the bond had snapped almost sixty years ago and we agreed to stay friends, the sadness that reminded me I did not deserve to be happy when my High Lord had been suffering under the hands of a tyrant, then the war, then koschei- 

I was here to have fun, not sit in a corner and decay like a wilted flower, reminded of all the time that had passed me by. 

Nesta would’ve danced with me but I’m sure she and Cassian were off defiling some poor passerby’s eyes.

 I was also nearly eight drinks in and delightfully tipsy, my thoughts whirring by me and if I wasn;t careful I’d get swept up in the storm so of course I had asked the only other competent dancer here. 

And, quite unfortunately, I did not regret it. 

Eris understood music like it had breathed life into his very bones and although we had bargained for one we were currently on our third. I hadn’t bothered to carry a conversation. We both knew we didn’t like each other and there was no use in pretending, all I could do was feel. 

My complicated feelings for Azriel became second thought. The wine had settled in nicely making my head fuzzy and the sensation of a strong male arm around me after so long had been a surprisingly nice feeling. 

Although the mating bond in my chest screamed in outrage. 

I tamped it down, offering Eris a challenging smile as the music suddenly changed, the violin leading the rest of the orchestra into a high tense rhythm. It was happy, playful and incredibly, incredibly fast,

Eris wasted no time with words he pressed my body closer to his and led me further into the fray and I couldn’t help the laugh that unwillingly fell from my lips as we moved. I knew he was an exceptional dancer but I hadn’t expected us to fit quite so well together. 

Our steps were in sync, our breathing in rhythm. It was a quiet understanding, a brief pause from all the craziness that I hadn’t expected from a male like him and I briefly wondered if there was more to that vicious surface. 

“It seems you are full of surprises, Vanserra.” I remarked, finally breaking the long silence. Eris smirked lazily, reminding me of  a cat playing with its food. “I do try my best, my Lady.” 

“That was meant to be a compliment, usually when a person receives one they reciprocate it, don’t worry you’ll understand how to interact with High Society hopefully soon.” A couple almost came stumbling into us and Eris quickly turned, still saying completely in tune with the fast music. 

“Begging for attention and high praise? I thought you weren’t as shallow as everyone says.” He tsked slightly and something twisted inside of me thrived at the challenge he was setting. The softness of our earlier moment completely dissolving, our touches weaponizing just as much as our words. 

“Shallow? Sweetheart, your social manner’s really need some work, especially if you want to keep a lady as beautiful as I in your arms.” 

He chuckled darkly, his hand settled on my lower back slightly dipping lower as if in warning as he leaned down to whisper something in my ear. “You-” Rough hands immediately pulled him off of me. 

Writhing darkness blocked my vision of Eris yet I still heard the deep angry voice of my mate, I brushed away the shadows in front of my face and they reluctantly settled around my ankles. “-Don’t deserve to lay your filthy hands on her.” Azriel growl reverberated off the expensive marble; the music continued yet a few passerby had stopped and stared at the scene before them. 

“Says the bastard.” Eris drawled, each word dripping venomously and I saw Azriel’s large wings bristle angrily. I was stood behind him, red hair slightly peeking out from broad shoulders. “Azriel.” I warned, rubbing a hand up and down my arm. 

People were looking. 

People were whispering. 

He didn’t hear me and I did something I’ve never done before. I reached down and yanked on that unaccepted mating bond. Hard. The shadowsinger finally turned to look at me, something dark burning along with his shock in those hazel eyes. 

I didn’t even have time to think. I grabbed his arms and winnowed us home. Letting our High Lord and Lady deal with the political aftermath and gossipers. My embarrassment turning into anger. 

“What the fuck is your problem?” I seethed, candles flickering to life in my apartment in our presence. 

“My problem? What is your problem. You were dancing with Eris. Vanserra.” 

“I can dance with whomever I please! You didn’t see me throwing a fit when you were off with Elain the whole damned night! So stay the fuck out of my business like you said you would.” 

“Elain isn’t the problem here. Eris is, you know everything that he has done-”

“You know what? I wasn’t really thinking about that, I wanted to have a good night because I deserved to have a good night after everything and you don’t get to have a say in who that is, you don’t get to make a claim on me especially since you’ve barely spoken thirty words to me ever since Rhys came back from under the mountain and that was eight fucking years ago.”

“You are not worthy of someone like him.” Azriel’s yelling had matched mine, a fire burning in those eyes. 

I took a step back as realization dawned on me. I finally saw the self loathing hidden behind his words, his past actions and mannerisms.  Yet not even that could keep me from screaming. “I won’t put my life on pause because you refuse to wake the up and get over your own insecurities.” 

“That is not fair.”

“Isn’t it? Just..leave me alone Azriel. You have no idea the agony you are putting me-”

“Agony?” His laugh was hollow and I didn’t realize when we had gotten so close in our screaming match until I could feel his breath fan my face. His harsh breathing making his shoulders rise and fall rapidly. “You don’t know what is to be tormented by somebody you simply cannot have. You drive me to absolute madness with your laughter and the annoying way you are always so put together and the way you drink your tea and how you sneak around at night to find a midnight snack yet I always know you are there. I know you are there fucking constantly and it is killing me. Do not speak to me of agony when I have spent two centuries in its presence because of you..” 

The words were so rushed out of his mouth yet they hung heavy in the air. It was like my brain had shut down, he had opened up the darkest parts of himself and the uncertainty became a heavy presence lingering in the small space between us. 

“You love me.” I pointed out, just as breathlessly as he. 

“As if there was any option not to.” 

I immediately slammed my lips to his and he melted underneath it. It wasn’t soft or slow no, it was rough and messy. It was the stars turning to dust and remaking themselves. It was centuries of pain and one-sided feelings all rushing to the surface as our lips finally met. I wanted to imprint him into my very soul, sparks flew underneath my skin as the mating bond surged forth, humming with an ancient desire that had me moaning into his mouth. His tongue winning dominance over mine. 

Azriel kissed me as if was dying and only I could save him. I reached up and tugged on the roots of his hair and he moaned loudly. I savored the sound, desperately wanting to pull more from him, my other hand gripping wallpaper from behind me as I tried to steady myself. 

Azriel lifted me up and I wrapped my legs around him, grinding desperately on his hard length as my back hit the wall. Fuck everything about him was perfection, every touch set my body alight. 

I was burning and he was the only cure. 

A scarred hand reached down to the slit in my dress, his fingertips trailing my thighs until he found what he wanted. 

“Fuck sweetheart, your soaked.” 

I whined as he pulled away from me slightly, needing his lips back on mine. Needing him to touch me, to do anything.

Azriel noticed and I swear I saw a dark gleam in those desire filled eyes. His shadows peaking mischievously over his shoulders. “I’m not fucking you for the first time against a wall.” He growled. 

My mate, holy shit my mate. Lifted me over his shoulders, only taking a few long strides until we reached my bedroom. He barely set my feet back on the floor before shadows and scarred hands were tugging the silk off my body until I was completely bare before him. 

I could see his pupils dilate even in the dim lighting as he slowly advanced me. His dark gaze betrays the controlled, slow steps he took to reach me. 

He paused, tilting my chin up as he pressed a reverent kiss to my lips, nose, then forehead. The mating bond screaming for more. 

“Azriel.” I whined out and he smirked. “I know baby but it’s our first time and I need to bed you properly. Think you can be patient for me?”

I didn’t get a chance to respond before shadows tugged at me till I was sitting on the edge of my bed, knees spread impossibly wide. Azriel kneeled slowly, those hands running up and down my thighs soothingly.

“Fuck you have no idea how long I’ve waited to taste you.” He murmured, mostly to himself before he bent down and licked a long stripe up my slit reaching my clit and sucking softly. I nearly careened off the bed, my back arching into him a loud moan splitting the still air. 

“Just stay right there love and take it for me.” One of Azriel’s hand came to push my ass back into the mattress, his hand lovingly rubbing circles on my hip before he gripped my knees and settled himself further between my thighs. 

He pressed a soft kiss to lower stomach, trailing until he reached the spot where I needed him most, tugging at my clit with his teeth. I cried out in pain, quickly replaced by pleasure as he pressed another rough kiss there. “Good girl.” 

Azriel ate me out like a man starved, I could feel his urgency with each movement, and fuck it was amazing. I was melting right into his touch and soft whispered praises. My head leaned back letting out a loud scream of his name as I finally came, my orgasm ripping through me. 

His tongue fucked me through it, moving to circle my clit when finally I felt those large hands move to press a finger into my entrance. “Azriel.” I whined out as he slowly pressed inside me.

I needed more, needed him. He smirked against my skin, murmuring something I couldn’t hear but I could hear his mocking tone as I felt another finger slide right into the next one. “Shush love, I know. I know. There you go, doing so good for me, such a good girl.” 

Azriel kept praising me, shadows firmly holding my wrists to the bed as I gripped the sheets, his fingers working fast as he kept worhsipping my clit and soon enough I was cumming again. My orgasm more intense than the last one. 

I barely had time to recover from my high before he pushed me on my back as soon as I came down Azriel pulled out of me gently, licking his hands clean. “You taste heavenly, better than my imagination sweetheart.” 

“I need you to fuck me Azriel…please.” I whimpered adjusting myself as I laid down. He smirked, running a hand from my ankle all the way up to my neck. Fingers tapping the side of my throat lovingly. “I know love, I’ll help you.” 

He pulled away and quickly undressed. I relished in the sight of his toned body. Tattoos stretching across muscles and wings standing powerfully behind him. 

I appreciatively ran my eyes down his form until my gaze snagged on his hard cock, it was bigger than I originally thought and I squirmed in anticipation. “Don’t worry love we’ll go real slow.” 

“Don’t care, just need you now.” I whispered and he smirked crawling up my body until his knees were planted on either side of my hips. “Such an eager little thing. I’ll take care of you.” 

Azriel gripped his cock, sliding it in until it was just the tip and the burn returned tenfold. My entire being aching for him. It wasn’t enough, I don’t think it would ever be enough when it came to him. He slowly eased in, pressing his lips to mine as if trying to soothe the burn.

His mouth trailed down to the juncture of my throat, biting and nibbling at the skin and I couldn’t help the moan that escaped me when he finally bottomed out. “There you go, my good girl taking me so well.” 

 “Need you, Az.” I cried out and he gave me a soft look.  “Don’t wanna hurt you.” He said lovingly, running his other hand through my hair. 

He didn’t move at first, hand wrapped gently around my throat as he kissed me till I was breathless. “Azriel, if you don’t start to fuck me in the next-”

He squeezed the sides of my throat in warning and I devoured the feeling, eyes slightly rolling back. “You’ll what?” He asked dangerously, yet I could tell he was close to unraveling, he’d been unraveling for a long time. We had spent too long pining for each other, desperately trying to ignore the mating bond that was slowly driving us insane. 

“Please.” One word was all it took to break him, until he pulled back and slammed back into me and I couldn’t help but scream at the sensation. It drowned out everything else, I couldn’t think I couldn’t breath, all I could do was- “-take it. Just like that, such a good sweet mate for me.” 

Azriel fucked me hard and fast and I reveled in every second of it, his words encompassing me and making my head go fuzzy just as much as his cock. He had paused earlier, doubted himself and now he was running on pure instinct. I could feel him on the other side of his bond, could feel the threads of fate twining us together completely for eternity. 

Azriel kissed me again, rougher this time. Both hands reaching down to playfully tug at my breasts and I moaned out louder, he pinched and rolled them between his fingers. Scarred hands making the usually good sensation absolute heavenly. “Fuck…Azriel,” I cried out and he smirked against my lips. “So responsive…such a sweet thing.” 

Soon everything rolled into one, the feel of his cock pounding me, his hands roaming everywhere as if he couldn’t get enough of me, his lips never leaving mine. It was too much all at once and not enough. I loved his moans and was slowly becoming addicted to them, I rolled my hips faster against his and he cursed lowly.

Finally we were both cumming together white dancing in my vision as he fucked me through it. 

A few minutes passed, Azriel breathing softly in my ear and I reached up and played with his hair. A realization hit me, I hadn’t told him I’d loved him too. Buts gods I’d loved him so much. 

“I love you.” I whispered hoarsely. 

Azriel turned his head to look at me. “I love you too.” 

Twenty minutes later I found myself curled up on his chest in the bathtub. Candles flickering as his shadows twined themselves around my fingers. It had been the perfect night. He was perfect. 

I’d only wished we had gotten together sooner, that I stopped being so stubborn earlier. 

Azriel kissed my forehead. “Don’t think like that, the past is the past for a reason. your stubbornness is one of the many things I love about you.” 

I blushed slightly, I was going to have to get used to someone able to feel my own emotions just as deeply as I.The freshness of our consummation had the mating bond glowing like it was brand new, it was uncomfortable but it felt right.  I titled my head to look up at him and his gaze followed my movement. “I love your stubbornness too.”

His eyebrows furrowed, frowning slightly. “I am not stubborn.”

I laughed rolling my eyes. “Yes you are.” 

“No.” 

“You’re proving my point right now, fine. Want to talk about what happened tonight with Eri-”

Azriel’s territorial growl could be heard from miles away, his grip on my waist tightening.  “Don’t ever talk about another male in when you're in my arms again.” 

I giggled slightly and that fire only burned brighter in his eyes. I loved that I could read his expression so easily, that he let his mask drop around me. I didn’t get a chance to tell him that because darkness was winnowing us back to my bedroom for round two.

[eris-blog-pl]

Eris, Eris what do you think about the fight that happened between V!milo and M!milo? (you are great I love you Eris ;D)

Deeply disappointing to see MMilo stoop this low. I won't let this happen next time.

[acis-arts]

Does nari bring the bishops for the swap au back? If so uh- how did that sibling reunion go-

Despite not wanting to, Narinder does bring them back, because he made a deal with the Mystic Fox.

Something like this is how I imagined the Reunion when the first sibling wakes up in the cult <3

[vxsellie]

OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG AND THEN WITH THE AMOUNT OF MAKEUP READER SPENT HOURS CHOOSING SHE DOES ELLIE'S MAKEUP :3333

Iloveyawritingdidisaidthat

summary. ellie williams x hyper-femme!reader headcannons notes. ok so i may or may not have lost your initial req???? dont ask how that happened bc i literally have no idea. tumblr fucking disintegrates my asks sometimes & now ur first one is fucking gone?? i have some good news tho! i took a ss so i can still write exactly what u wanted, but i just can't reply to it normally & have to instead respond to this one :((( warnings. foul language, kissing, idk?? there's basically no warnings, this is literally tooth-rotting fluff

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ��┆despite your opposing tastes, ellie fucking adores you. she literally couldn't care less for what clothes you wear or how you present yourself. she loves you and thats that, nothing else matters.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆what she can't stand, however, is fucking shopping.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆the crowds of people, the smell of perfumes, the sound of crinkling bags, the feel of so many eyes. oh how she hates it.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆but the moment you enter the mall and she watches you face light up, her own personal misery is made worth it. every ounce of loathing in her body vanishes, leaving her with only adoration and love for the excited girl beside her.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆you're unafraid to spend hours in one store, making sure to sift through each and every article of clothing the store has to offer. your eyes are bright, your hands moving fluidly. it's almost alluring to simply watch you in your natural habitat.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆ellie stands over your shoulder, arms crossed as she watches you. as you sidestep to another rack of clothes, your mouth is moving at a shocking speed, speaking about something completely fucking random. and if ellie's being completely honest, she hasn't processed a single word.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆"how d'you think this would look?" you ask, spinning on your heel to face ellie. you're holding a top in front of your torso, peering down at yourself as you struggle to envision yourself wearing it.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆"uh, i dunno," she replies, giving a nonchalant shrug as she averts her eyes.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆you groan at her lack of interest, tossing the shirt over your folded arm and mentally reminding yourself to try it on before you leave.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆as you two continue to float about the shop, you take notice to ellie's misery. you've been talking about cheese for the past ten minutes just to see if she'd say something. and, just as you'd suspected, she didn't. she simply nodded and hummed along just as she'd been doing all day.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆suddenly, your gaze lands on something that you're sure will get her attention. in an attempt at subtlty, you direct her over there, moving around as casually as possible as to prevent her noticing what you're heading toward.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆"what about this then?" you ask, grabbing another shirt. you hold it in front of yourself. she hums, raising a brow as she looks you up and down. her eyes suddenly widen at the sight.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆"please buy it." she begs. her wide eyes are still pinned to the shirt in your hands as she utters a second, "please?"

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆you giggle at her desperation, "okay. i'll buy the shirt if you promise me something."

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆"anything."

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆"i want you to promise me that you'll be less boring." you tell her with a pointed expression. "for the rest of the day."

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆"what? i haven't been boring!" she's quick to defend herself, face controrted with offence, showing her sincerity in her belief of innocence.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆"yes you have! you haven't been listening to me at all!" you exclaim before crossing your arms with a pout. "you look confounded."

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆see, you and ellie have been together for four years. you know her and she knows you. and you both know that this isn't an actual argument. it's just a small moment of bickering between you. however, despite the lack of seriousity to the discussion, your emotions are still just as real as they would be if you were actually arguing.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆ellies face drops. she didn't mean to make you feel unheard or anything of that sort. she grabs you hand, tracing gentle circles along the hills of your knuckles. she gives you an apologetic glance. "i'm sorry baby, it's—" she frowns, "i don't enjoy this the way you do."

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆"i know," you sigh. you adjust your hands so that the pad of your thumb is fumbling with her forefinger. you trace the small scar there, a tiny cut in the bed of her nail that you've memorized the placement of. "i just love shopping, and i love you. and i love being with you. i just— i wish you liked it as much as i do because i have tons of fun shopping with you, even if you hate it. simply being in your company makes me happy, els."

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆she frowns, brows furrowing as she thinks. when an idea strikes her, she gives you a mischevious smirk. "how about this." she points at the bundled shirt on your arm. the one she begged you to buy only moments prior to this. "i'll buy that dinosaur shirt for you. but you have to wear it for the rest of the day. if you do that, i promise to do whatever you want me to. i'll even go in the perfume store."

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆you glance down at the shirt. it's black and frayed and absolutely not your style. it looks like something you'd find in a dumpster — hence the reason ellie had begged you to buy it. she knew it wasn't something you'd never wear. and, on top of that, there's a design in the center depicting a skeleton of a dinosaur smoking a cigarette with sunglasses.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆ellie watches you with an amused expression, interested to hear your reply. finally, you look up at her with a smirk, "deal."

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆the rest of the day is spent in mirth. you tried on your clothes and ellie accompanied you in the dressing room, zipping your shirt for you and commenting on which ones she liked. then, when you put on the dinosaur shirt, she had to cover her mouth to stop herself from bursting out with laughter.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆your usually bright and feminine style was now tainted by ellie's stupid dino shirt. but the sight of her wide smile was enough to make you leave the dressing room with it under your arm.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆then, as promised, ellie paid. you thanked her endlessly, swinging her hand as you two exited the store. with your hands still intertwined, she dragged you off into the bathroom and made you put on the dinosaur shirt. you egressed the girls' bathroom with a pout on your lips; an amused smirk on ellie's.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆after that, you went to the food court and got smoothies. this time, you refused to let ellie pay (she ended up doing it anyway behind your back).

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆smoothies in hand, you made your way toward the perfume store — ellie's least favorite.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆all week, you'd been complaining about how you'd ran out of yor favorite perfume and had to use your backup. ellie reassured you that you still smelt great, but you felt no consolation from her words. so, when you dragged her to the mall, she knew you were bound to drag her to the perfume store as well. she's been (very verbally) dreading it all day.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆"oh my gosh!" you squealed upon entering the store. ellie wrinkled her nose at the scent, her expression instantly turning sour. you rolled your eyes, grabbing her hand and dragging her over to a specific shelf. "ellie, look! they have my favorite!"

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆"perfect. grab it and we can leave." she grumbled.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆at the sound of her complaining, an idea popped into your head. a cruel one, yes, but an idea nonetheless. ellie quickly noticed the look on your face, her entire demeanor sagging with trepidation for what you're about to say.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆"actually, els, i heard they just revieced a ton of new autumn scents." you said, running your hand down her arm innocently. "would you be the best girlfriend ever and help me choose a second perfume?"

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆she glared at you, "a second? you already have fifty!"

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆"what was our deal, baby?" you remind her, tugging down at the hem of your shirt to draw her attention to the hippie dino she forced you into.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆with a frown, she agrees to your conditions. you nearly jump with excitement, grabbing her hand as you pull her over to the newly-stocked autumn shelves. you take time to sniff every single one, shoving the bottle into ellie's nose right after. she coughs and hacks dramatically each time, causing some other shoppers to glance in your direction.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆eventually, the you narrow the choices down to two scents that you like the most. ellie gave you her opinion a few times, but mostly prefers to just smile and nod befrore choking back a gag at the strong smell of the store,

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆"damn it, i don't know which one to pick. this one is more sweet and isn't as strong. but that one is more tangy and stronger." you mutter to yourself, holding a bottle in each hand as you glance between the both of them alternately. ellie watches with an unreadable expression as you struggle to pick. with a pitiful frown, you turn to ellie for help. she roll her eyes, but ends up pointing to the one in your left hand. you scowl at her "oh you're just saying that because it's less strong."

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆"well, yes, that plays a factor." she admits. "but i also like that scent more, eucalyptus is nice at this time of year. plus, the sweetness suits you better than the tang."

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆you stare at her with a soft smile, pupils blown. you stand on your tip toes and press a kiss to her lips. "thanks, els. it means a lot to me that you put effort into your decision."

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆she kisses you back, pulling you flush against her. she's needy and passionate. you giggle against her, having to pry yourself from her arms to get away from her personified desire. she frowns but lets you go, once again insisting to pay when the two of you reach the counter. this time you manage to pay without her tricking you.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆the next store is the makeup shop. she helps you pick out the right foundation, having memorized everything about you down to your exact skin tone. she picks out the correct one within seconds — something that would have taken you half an hour to find. she then picks out your lipstick, begging you to buy the brightest red imaginable as she claims it'd be funny.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆after that, you go to the jewlery store, purchasing a new pair of earrings and a few bracelets. the lady who worked there was super sweet, aiding you with your pick when you were trying to decide between two options.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆"got you something," ellie whispers into her ear as the two of you exit the shop. you give her a curious look, wondering what she's gotten up to this time. ellie reaches behind her back to reveal a bag from the jewlery store. you raise a brow at this. she pulls a necklace from inside, a pink diamond pendant at the center. you've been dying for a necklace like this for weeks. you hadn't even realized ellie knew about your yearning for one. "d'you like it?"

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆"like it?" you ask. "baby, i love it!"

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆you turn around and she clasps it on for you, her fingers grazing your the skin on the back of your neck. your hairs stand on end at the feel of her touch, suddenly longing for more of her.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆the rest of the day, you can't peel your eyes away from your new necklace. you toy with it while shopping and you admire it whenever you pass a window or mirror or literally anything reflective. ellie smiles to herself every time she catches you doing this, proud of herself for having picked it out for you.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆she had bribed that worker lady into talking to you while she picked it out and bought it, distracting you from ellie for a few minutes. you were so caught up in the stranger's kindness that you hadn't even realized.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆when you two get home, ellie collapses down onto the couch, her eyes instantly sinking shut at the feel of the cushion swallowing her whole.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆you allow her a few minutes to relax, rushing about your shared apartment as you add your newly purchased belongings to your closet, bathroom, jewlery box, and makeup bag. all the while, you can't help but find yourself enjoying the stupid dino shirt. it's comfy and reminds you of ellie's love for you.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆"els!" you call out from the bathroom while you're adding your new tube of mascara to your bag. in a matter of seconds ellie is in the bathroom with you, asking what's wrong. you peck her cheek before pushing her down onto the closed toilet seat.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆she's confused at first, eyes wide. but then you turn to face her with your makeup in your hands and she instantly grimaces. "oh god no."

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆"please, baby?" you plead, giving her your best puppy dog eyes.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆she rolls her own, deciding to just give in. after the long day she's had, why not just continue to give you what you want? plus, after all she's been through, she ought to admit shopping isn't that bad. you were right. it's fun to simply be in the company of someone you love.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆you kneel in front of her, wide smile on your face. you decide to only do a few small things — eyeliner, mascara, lipstick, and a bit of blush.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆the eyeliner takes for fucking ever because ellie has no idea how to stop moving. not to mention, she squeezes her eyes every time you get too close for comfort, which causes the eyeliner to smudge and rub away. after a horrifyingly long amount of time spent on perfecting the liner, you finally move on to mascara.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆you order her to open her eye and look up while you cake the makeup on. she does as she's told, opening them as you instruct. she's almost proud of herself until she ends up blinking every time the mascara touches her lashes.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆"oh my god, ellie," you say through laughter, on the verge of giving up.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆"don't laugh at me!" she exclaims. "i feel stupid enough as is."

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆"no you look beautiful, baby." you assure her, lenaing forward to give her a tiny kiss on her lips. "it's just funny because i know how strong you are. to watch someone so utterly fearless flinching at a mascara brush is fucking hilarious."

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆"okay yeah, that's pretty funny."

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆when you finally manage to get the mascara on her (yes it's all around her eyes and on her eyelids), you move on to add lipstick. the moment you pop open the lid, she's grinning at you.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆"what're you so giddy about?" you ask her with an amused expression.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆"what? nothing." she says, turning away from you with a genuine frown.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆when the realization hits you that ellie is actually excited to put on lipstick, you decide not to tease her. you know how much ellie struggles with femininity, uncomfortable in dresses and therefore feeling inferior in her own body.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆she doesn't want to wear dresses. not necessarily. it's just the fact that she'd grown up wearing baggy clothes and being bullied for looking like a boy. sometimes she doesn't feel like she could ever fit in with girls or relate to them on any level despite being one herself.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆it's a dauntingly complex relationship she has with her girlhood, but you're always sure to be sensitive around the topic.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆she opens her mouth and you rub the lipstick along her lips. she blinks a few times, her eyes still feeling uncomfy with the feel of the heavy mascara and restricting eyeliner.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆you stare at her mouth for longer than you'd care to admit, admiring the plush pink to the skin. the moment you finish, she's rubbing her lips together the way she'd watched you do so many times in the mornings when getting ready. you watch her with a small smile, enamored by everything to do with her.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆"you're so pretty, ellie." you say. "i'm really lucky to have you, y'know that?"

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪┆"i'm luckier."

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[kimsuyeon]

[freenos]

The way you draw Eris makes me giggle uncontrollably for some reason, she's just so silly and I love her!!!

she's a silly goose!