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[daeyumi]

Doodle request, your beautiful beautiful Link <3

i kept changing my mind how much detail i wanted to put into this

[Cycle of the Stars]

[sapphossparenoterbook]

Hiii, could you please do like a Rio x Goddess of life reader? They’re exes and rios unhinged and readers just really soft and sweet but then they meet up again (maybe in an angsty way) and they still love each other. If you wanna change anything, feel free. I absolutely adore your writing!

Circle of life

Rio Vidal as Lady Death x Goddess of life!reader

This is my FIRST EVER request, and I absolutely LOVE ITTTT so thank you so so much for asking me to write this for you! 

Quite frankly, in recent years being the Goddess of Life has been getting… boring. The novelty of getting to hold babies and see little kittens constantly has worn off centuries ago, and honestly? The screams of pain required to bring along that life are so damn daunting, but your powers can’t ever extend to birthgivers to help them feel better, so you’ve been feeling haunted recently. 

It doesn’t help that your ex has recently become Lady Death, and whenever you see her, your heart rate still spikes while the dread of your combined actions settle into your stomach. To try and cure the boredom and help stop your feelings of constant guilt, you’d applied for The Avengers, but even they couldn’t find any use for your powers except from going to hospitals and the vets. Annoyingly, once you give the gift of life, you’re not needed for much else, so you’ve had a relatively quiet life except for the screaming of mothers everywhere. 

Today, you’ve found yourself being summoned to a park, a mother swan’s eggs will hatch today, and seeing as her nest is close to your house, you’ve been going to see her quite often. You’ll make sure to stop by, later, when you’re done with all your duties–which looks a lot more like press junkets than actual charity work now that you’ve revealed yourself to the world.

First, you look over a woman giving birth while the doctor’s do their thing, not being much help since the evolution of modern medicine. Then, a stray cat in a bush needs help birthing her litter. After that, a bird, a dog, a snake, another woman, until eventually it’s finally time to just go home. 

Not forgetting about the mother swan and her hatchlings today, you take a stroll through the park, towards the riverbed where the nest lies. As you turn the corner, you notice the lack of swan squawks, and the unnatural quiet–the babies should be screaming their little lungs out, why is it silent? 

As you look around, you see her. Rio. Making her way over to the nest. At first you think this is some malicious act of hers done just to spite you, and you rush over to her and the nest, grabbing her wrist and yanking her back towards the path and away from the riverbed. 

Then you remember there’s no way Rio would have known you liked these specific swans unless she had been following you. 

Finally, you see it, Rio’s wrist still clutched in your hands. A brick, scattered egg shells, and the mother swan nudging the only egg left untouched with her beak. If that cygnet was alive, it would’ve hatched by now. Unless it is alive and is struggling to crack through the shell, slowly drowning in the very liquid that was keeping it alive when it wasn’t ready yet. 

“Rio… please let me try first…” You mumble, not wanting to give up hope. You know that in the time it took you to register that the eggs were destroyed, she’d looked over at you and seen the sadness in your eyes.

“Seriously? It’s just some eggs, leave it be, god!”

“Just… just let me try the egg, I think I can get it out if it’s alive– and then–”

“Go on then, hurry up. I don’t have all day.” She says, a callousness coming out of her as a response to your desperation. Deep down, you know that she needs to withstand that cold attitude towards death to be able to do things like this, but you still think that she’s being cruel; rushing death. 

You nod, and softly start to crack at the egg, the mother swan squawks loudly at you, trying to protect her last baby from the same species that killed all of her others, and you understand, so you let her do it. 

All while you delicately struggle trying not to do more bad than good, Rio is behind you, pressing flush against your back and mumbling into your ear. 

“This desperate to see me baby?”

She trails a finger along your spine from behind you as she carries on, not letting you catch a break. You’d forgotten how genuinely unhinged and stubborn she was when it comes to things like this. 

“I know you aren’t actually here for the swans. Just focus on me, baby, I’ll make it worth your while~”

Eventually, the egg cracks open… and it’s empty, infertile. Something in you cracks, and you slowly start to cry, Rio pats your head, and does what she has to do. Apparitions of little cygnets surround her, you forgot you could see them too, being a goddess too, and all.

Rio sighs, “Right, lets go then little duckies–�� 

“They’re swans, Rio!” You cry out, harshly but tearful.

“Right, yeah… whatever. Just because I can’t tell the slight difference between baby ducks and baby swans doesn’t warrant that reaction. That’s for sure, little miss perfect” Rio says back in that unhinged but sarcastic tone you used to be so used to, and are still so fond of. 

Your eyes widen as the mother swan slowly appears as an apparition too. You’d heard of this, swans and other animals dying of heartbreak after humans exact unnatural acts of cruelty onto them, but you never wanted to see it. 

“Y/N?” Rio asks softly, gently lifting up your head with one of her fingers, her black nail slightly scratching the underside of your chin as you slump on the floor in an uncomfortable sitting position. 

“Don’t you worry, I’ll look after them. They’re all well looked after” 

“But it’s not fair–”

“Is life ever fair, sweetheart? Death is a part of life, they fit together.” Even in this time of such sorrow, you can’t stop your heart from thumping faster at the insinuation. You’re pretty sure Rio can feel it, the finger on your chin being very close to your pulse point and all. 

“They fit together?” You ask, looking up at her.

“Like puzzle pieces, hon. You won’t see one without the other– I thought you would have gotten that by now?” 

“I’ve not liked my duties as much in recent years, to be honest. Humans have ruined so much, I can’t help myself from thinking that it’s all so… morbid now” You mumble. Not really having the energy to say your words with any conviction. It’d been a long day. 

“That word isn’t fair. Death isn’t all it’s made out to be. It’s quite nice now, actually, unless you were an asshole. There’s still torture if you were assholes.”

“Right, still torture…” You say, wincing at the idea of the amount of violence that must go on in the afterlife that Rio controls.

“Oh, boohoo Y/N! I couldn’t get rid of all the fun, could I!”

“That’s not what I–”

“Oh, whatever. Point is Y/N, It’s much nicer for wusses like you if you ever wanted to visit.”

“You know I don’t believe that for a second, Rio. You hate humans with a burning passion, there's no way you’d keep things nice for them down there.”

“Of course I have!” She says, a little too quickly, “For the children, at least, and anyone who didn’t do anything really morally wrong. They get to stay in the nice section, with all the animals like these little babies will go too, with their mommy.” 

You snivel, still on the floor, and look over to the swan eggs, and at the brick wedged into the nest. 

“Do you want to come with me, and see it, Y/N? I think it’ll definitely do you some good if you come and see it for yourself.” She says, her one finger on your chin becoming her whole hand, as she grasps at your jaw and soothingly rubs her thumb over it, making you look over at her. She’s got this look in her eye that you never thought you’d see again, and a tenderness in her rip on you that you also feel as familiar. That lovely pull you get towards her, as if a syringe is tied to you at one end and her at another, and somebody is shortening and shortening it, until it’s pulling taught at your heart, and you yearn to be in her arms. 

“Yes, please… I’d really like that, Rio. I think I need it.” 

“Good. It’s a date, sweetheart.” 

Okay, so maybe this afterlife under Rio’s control was… everything you ever hoped it to be?! Animals everywhere, people enjoying the extra time they get to spend alongside their children, big fields of trees and other foliage. To be honest, you wouldn’t have expected extinct plant life to have a place in the afterlife, but it does, and it’s beautiful. Mammals you hadn't seen in centuries because of human poaching roam around this place as if they aren’t a rare sight, with complete freedom and no danger. 

Despite all this, the best part of the tour was having Rio by your side as a tour guide. She’s definitely planned this day out for a while, but you know not to ask why there was a picnic blanket and basket handed to her the second you walked through the great big gates that she had summoned. She was definitely serious when she said it was a date, this feels like thorough explanation enough for why you’ve completely folded, lying across a picnic blanket with your ex lover who you are still very much in love with, and giggling along to the stories she tells about little baby bunnies experiencing their first few days under her care. 

“So, yeah… they’re all really timid at first, naturally so used to having to be on the lookout for predators and all that, bit, it’s safe here… and they know that by the end of their first week. There was this one dog, one time though, that wanted to follow me around on my duties instead… my little apprentice, if you will. I had to get a little cape custom made for him so that he’d fit in, and for a few months there was a puppy Grim Reaper that would talk to all the other dogs. Are you even listening to me–?” Rio says, rambling. 

“Of course! C’mon… I wanna hear more about the puppy grim reaper!” You say, pretending not to have been phasing out and staring at her lips the entire time. 

“This isn’t even a sexy conversation, and you’re looking at me like you want to jump my bones. I don’t think you were listening at all.” Rio says back, her signature smirk on her face as she teases you about it. 

You huff, and move so that you’re much closer to her on the picnic blanket. 

“What you said about this being a date… that wasn’t a joke, was it?” You ask, deciding to be brave for once and take charge of things instead of letting life take charge of you. 

“No, it wasn’t a joke, not if you don’t want it to be.” Rio says back, moving some of the hair out of your face, her hand lingering against the side of your face, staying there. 

“Good. ‘Cause I really, really don’t want it to be. I’ve missed you like hell, Rio” You mumble to her, and close your eyes to savour the sound of her chuckle, and the feeling of her other arm reaching out to hold you against her properly, so that you’re cuddling. The hand on your cheek that she had left there reaches up to stroke through your hair, occasionally scratching at your scalp in the way you always used to love. 

Your bodies slot together perfectly like this, like you were always intended to lay here together. Life and Death really do fit together like puzzle pieces. Just not in the way everyone assumes.

[leieryx]

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» The devil’s coming but only to worship me_.

Heyo guys, gals, and nonbinary pals! I'm Donatello, but I more commonly go by Don. I'm your average ninja mutant turtle teen with a penchant for violence and chaotic shenanigans. I'm just a silly guy, don't be afraid to hang around! You can slide something into my inbox while you're at it, I won't mind !

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Monday 7/15 @ 3pm EST

So I have this huge oracle deck called Alchemy Elementals that I've been slowly learning. I'm reading its ridiculously massive (size wise) book, and writing down long notes about each card. And I decided, for this deck, I wanted to do something different and use it for this game. Each card, save for 8 special cards, belong to one of four classical elements (Fire, Sky, Water, and Land). I can separate them into 4 piles and draw them along with 1 of the special cards to get a reading, coupled with Tarot cards.

I've also got a die, a D4, that will help us determine what element each person will get. When you request a reading, I will roll the die then draw from one of the piles, along with a special card and a tarot card, to get your message. This game is similar to the Aura reading, except that your element will represent your most current energy, as well as its gifts and challenges. This isn't a natal reading, so the element you get may not necessarily be one that you prefer the most; it will be whatever is most relevant to your current life path.

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[that-basic-simp]

NSFW - hi i’m back 😞 could you possibly write f!reader tripping over JQ’s feet (literally) and apologizing profusely and JQ tells them it’s okay, but they just keep apologizing until JQ asks for a kiss as an apology that turn into smut? this is a a lot to ask so i hope it isn’t a lot in terms of requests, but if it is please ignore 😭🙏🏾

Hello again! Don't worry about the amount of details. The more the better! It helps paint a better picture when writing. Thank you again for the request!

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Fallen For You

Junker Queen X Fem!Reader CW: Smut, fingering, oral, finger sucking, slight degradation, praise WC: 1.4k A/N: There was no specification on what kind and how much smut, so I hope this is doable!

Working for the Queen of Junkertown is a blessing and a curse. A blessing because I was able to get to know her and hopefully make a move because of the massive crush I had. But that was the curse. My massive crush. What if she doesn't like me? What if she has eyes on someone else? I'll never know until I ask her. But how do you ask someone like her that? I don't want to assume anything.

Her and I were working in her throne room. She was sitting at her desk and I was putting some things away in her bookshelf. Most of them were files that needed to be sorted, which I was taking some of them from her desk as we were doing this. I walked towards her desk to grab the new stacks of papers. I turned and went to take a step, but tripped over her leg being extended out from underneath her desk. With one quick move, she stood up and bent over her desk, grabbing the back of my shirt as the papers fell onto the ground.

"Sorry 'bout that," she said, making sure I was standing upright before she let go of my shirt.

"I am so, so sorry, your majesty," I said.

"Aye, don't worry about it, Y/N," she smiled. "Are you alright though? I kinda grabbed ya a bit hard."

"I'm fine. What can I do to make up for it?" I asked, starting to pick up the papers.

"Don't worry about it, Y/N," she said, going back to the papers she was writing now.

I grabbed the papers and placed them on her desk, straightening them before I started to alphabetize them by last name. There would be times where I had a hard time remembering, so I stood there, counting on my fingers while mouthing the entire alphabet.

"Ya alright, Y/N?" she asked.

"Yeah one second," I said, placing a few papers in a new stack.

"Ya don't have to do that."

"It was my fault the papers fell."

"Ya don't have to feel obligated to do it."

"I have to."

"Y/N," she reached over and grabbed my hand. "Truly, it's alright."

"There must be somethin' I can do to make up for it."

"There is one thing," she said.

"That is?"

"Not to worry about it."

"Come on, your majesty," I shook my head. "There has to be somethin'?"

She shook her head, "There's nothin'. Ya just don't gotta worry about it."

I sighed and ignored her, returning to what I was doing. A few minutes had passed and she stood up, coming around behind me.

"Your majesty, what are ya--whoa!"

She grabbed my hips and lifted me up, walking over to the couch that was in the room. She plopped me down and sat beside me.

"Can ya be a bit more gentle next time?" I asked.

"Y/N, I appreciate ya wantin' to fix your mistake. But when I tell ya not to worry about it, that is an order. And I can't help but notice that ya have the guts to defy your queen."

"I-I'm s-sorry, m-my queen."

She closed her eyes for a moment, taking in a sharp inhale before exhaling slowly. She slowly nodded her head before her eyes opened up, a dark look in them.

"Don't say that," she growled.

"W-What?"

"My queen. Unless ya want somethin' to come from it."

"S-Sorry," I turned away from her.

"I know a way you can make it up to me," she reached over and grabbed my jaw, turning my head back to face hers.

"W-What's that, your majesty?"

"First, ya call me Odessa or Dez. Secondly," she leaned towards me, a few inches away from my face. "Ya kiss me."

"W-What?" I asked.

"Kiss me. That's an order."

A-Am I dreaming? D-Did she basically confirm she had feelings for me? I couldn't help but squeal a bit on the inside as I reached up, grabbing her face and smashing my lips against hers. This was heaven. She was heaven. Her soft lips against mine. I pulled away and found a giant grin on her face, followed by her biting her bottom lip slightly.

"Fuck," she breathed out.

"Me," I whispered.

"What?" Odessa asked.

"N-Nothin'."

"Come on, Y/N," her hand trailed from my thigh and up to the side of my stomach. "I know ya wanna tell me. Ya don't withhold information from your queen, do ya now?"

"N-No, m-my queen."

"Say that again," she growled.

"Say what?" I smirked, "My queen?"

Her eyes fluttered closed, a small hiss coming from her.

"I'm goin' to tear ya to shreds."

"P-Please, my queen."

"Don't say I didn't warn ya."

She got onto her hands and knees, grabbing her knife from the side strap attached to her leg. She carefully placed the tip of the blade on the underside of my shorts, creating a small slit down them. I shivered as the tip was severely close to cutting me. She grabbed my thighs and spread them apart enough to where her head would fit nicely. Using her two index fingers, she placed them inside the incision that went through my shorts and undergarments, and pulled. A ripping sound filled the room before a satisfied growl.

"Fuck, you're this wet already?" she asked. "Pathetic."

"O-Odessa, please."

"Now, now, gotta get ya warmed up," she said, raising her hand to my face. "Think you can take two fingers, pretty girl?"

I grabbed her wrist, pulling her hand towards my face. I opened my mouth and took in her index and middle finger. Shit. I knew they were long and kind of think, but I wasn't expecting this. My tongue slid up and down her fingers, making sure I got in between the gaps of her fingers. Once she was satisfied, she slipped her two fingers out and immediately placed them inside me down there.

"F-Fuck, Odessa," I breathed out, grabbing at the fabric of the sofa underneath me.

"That's it," she slowly pumped her fingers in and out. "Such a good girl takin' me with ease."

"T-Thank you, m-my queen."

"Fuck I love it when ya say that."

"I'll only say it for you."

"No one else," she said as she kissed at my inner thigh that wasn't covered by my shorts.

My entire body sank into the couch as my head fell back against the top part. My body felt like it was ascending as her fingers were practically slipping in and out of me.

"I-I need you, my queen."

"Yeah, ya need me?" she asked. "Words, darlin'. What do ya want from your queen?"

"Y-Your tongue. Please, my queen."

"Since you're bein' such a good girl," she lowered her head and ran her tongue up and down my entrance before she inserted it.

"Fuck, yes, my queen."

While I was riding this high of her tongue now inside me, she secretly slipped in a third finger, completely sending me over the edge.

"M-My queen, t-too much," I squeezed my eyes shut, finding the back of her head as I grinded into her.

A knot started to form in my stomach and that was when I knew I was close. Damn, not even ten minutes in and she's already going to make me come. She was magical in every way.

"I-I'm close, my queen."

She let out a slight moan as she nodded her head, her free hand squeezing my thigh. I titled my head back as far is it could go and let out a moan, feeling myself spill out and into her mouth. Lewd slurping sounds came from down there as she pulled away, her chin glistening with my fluids. I was breathing heavily as she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.

"So sweet. It's addicting," she whispered, going back for another.

"M-My queen," I whimpered. "I-I'm sensitive."

She didn't care. I came a second time in record time and it was followed by a third. It was about to be a fourth, but I pushed her head away.

"N-No more," I said. "Please."

She nodded her head, a soft look appearing in her eyes.

"Alright. I'm sorry, darlin'."

"I-It's alright, my queen."

I laid down on the couch, trying to catch my breath as well as come down from my numerous highs. She crawled on top of me and rested her head on my chest, her legs dangling off the side of the couch. I lazily looked at her as her eyes found mine, a soft smile forming on her lips.

"You're cute," she smiled, booping my nose.

"You're hot," I giggled, still coming down from my high.

She giggled, closing her eyes and wrapping her arms around my waist.

"You're mine," she whispered.

I ran my hand through her hair while my other arm was wrapped around her.

"I'm yours."

[chairofchaos]

Letters of Love: Part II

Pairing: Azriel x Eris

Summary: Azriel and Eris contend with nosy family members and not having enough time together. (If you have not read Part I of Letters, you will not understand what's happening! You can read Part I HERE.)

Rating: Explicit (18+ only. Minors, do not interact)

Word Count: 8.5k

Warnings: 18+ for: Violence typical of ACOTAR canon, graphic depiction of violence, graphic sexual content, language, and if I forgot anything please let me know!

A/N: Well, this one earned that Explicit rating. Due to that: Minors, do not interact. Everyone else: If you want to follow along with this story you can follow the tag "#letters of love by chaos" or request a spot on the taglist.

LETTERS OF LOVE

Part II

Transcript from Interview:

Arbora: What thoughts were running through your head when Azriel flew away from you in the orchard?

Eris: I was certain he was rejecting the bond. Rejecting me. It was agonizing.

Arbora: Were there any specific thoughts you remember?

[A lengthy pause of silence] 

Arbora: Father. Answer the question, please.

Eris: Yes, my most beloved daughter. There are a good many thoughts I remember. [Pauses] You want the full truth?

Arbora: Yes. And nothing short of that, please.

Eris: Very well. I was High Lord, in a court with very few to no real friends, falling in love with the spymaster of my reluctant ally. I did not handle it well. I had hoped – foolishly, perhaps – that I would be able to tell him before he realized on his own. I cannot say that was a good plan, because he likely would have punched me and called me a liar, or run away, just as he did when he realized on his own. 

I stood there for a number of minutes, watching where he had disappeared. I was a mess, in part because I thought nothing could come of a mating bond I had hated to hope for in the bad times, but had begun to look forward to. The other part was that I had realized that I actually was in love with Azriel. I hated myself, pure and simple, for all of the vitriol I had ever thrown at him. I didn’t ignore that we had said similar things, traded similar insults. 

I went into a brief state of mourning. I froze. I watched, and waited, and hoped briefly that this wouldn’t be what happened, that it wouldn’t be the end of the mating bond I had only recently begun to allow myself to hope for. And then I mourned the twenty-four hours where I had begun to hope specifically for the mating bond that Azriel and I had. 

Arbora: How well did you know Azriel?

Eris: We worked very closely together during the war against Koschei. It was close quarters. I think your uncle Rhysand was operating under the “keep your friends close and your enemies closer” philosophy, with the addition of “keep the ally you aren’t sure if you trust or not under the watchful eye of your spymaster at all times lest he kill his father at an inconvenient time.” There wasn’t a lot I did without Az when I was on the continent during the short period I was there. Why my father allowed that, I have no idea. I came to know Azriel fairly well. After Beron died, though, I was High Lord of Autumn. Any and all interactions we had were official, and the relationship grew to be distant again.

Arbora: So how did you know you loved him?

Eris: That’s a very good question. If love was easy to explain, I don’t think it would be nearly as powerful. There are admirable traits in a person you love, but they aren’t why you love them. You just do. You can find someone attractive without loving them. You can find aspects of a person you love unattractive, and still love them. Love is its own entity. It’s enigmatic. If I knew how to explain love, my dearest Arbora, I would explain away. But unless - until you experience it… nothing can compare.

Arbora: You wrote him a letter to ask him to come back. What was that like?

Eris: Oh, that was my least favorite part of the entire night. I was dejected. I felt rejected. I hated myself for groveling. I hated myself for letting him know I wanted that chance without knowing exactly how he felt first. It was a vulnerability. It terrified me. Yet I knew it was an important piece. Elain and Lucien were rather insistent. I asked her later if she knew something, but she never said. She did insist I return Lucien’s letter to her, though I’ve never understood it. It was an odd request, though one I obliged happily, given her role in convincing me to try to speak with Azriel.

Arbora: How did you come to accept the mating bond?

Eris: I had had dinner set out in the orchard. It was how I planned to tell Azriel about the bond in the first place, and it was still there, just waiting. With me, I suppose. I figured it would help us to eat. We had to talk about so many things. I had just asked him if he wanted to try. He had said he did. I didn’t think for a minute that it would snap, solidify like that. I hadn’t touched it at all. The staff made the meal; the staff took it out to the orchard. Azriel even served his own plate. I don’t remember if I served my plate or he did. I was too wrapped up in my thoughts and observing him, I think.

Arbora: So you didn’t know it would solidify when you offered him dinner. 

Eris: [snorts] Despite what your papa might say, no. I had no idea. Why he thinks I had any control of that, I will never understand.

Arbora: How did you feel when the bond solidified?

Eris: Relieved. I don’t believe you can accidentally accept a mating bond. Still, part of me has wondered in the centuries since if neither of us had really accepted anything at that point. Maybe the Cauldron knew we were both too stubborn to make that last jump without the confirmation that the other was in just as deep as we were. 

Your aunts could tell you a bit about human arranged marriages if you asked, and while they can and certainly do go wrong, occasionally great loves have been born from them. It’s not entirely the same thing, but I think without that push for us to talk and get along, we may never have spoken of all the hard things we needed to in order to be together. I’m stubborn. So is Azriel. It’s a fault, at times, and certainly one we share. In this case, we had everything to lose, or everything to gain. We had to choose which way it would go.

Arbora: Once it solidified, you went for a week to the Acorn House. What was that first week like?

Eris: It was beautiful. It was very challenging. We hadn’t gotten the chance to talk about anything. It took us nearly the entire first month talking of the past to be able to start to think about the future. It would have taken much longer if we hadn’t spent that week together, alone. It was wonderful, as well. I’ll spare you the more sensual details, but the intimacy, the getting to know each other truly, as we were at peace and not at war, was the most beautiful thing of all.

[End Interview]

Letters:

Dear Azriel,

Congratulations on the mating bond! I will admit I am surprised, but Feyre said you seemed as grateful as you were perplexed. I’m not entirely sure what to make of that. But she’s happy for you, and since you’ve answered more of her notes than mine recently, I’m going to assume that’s a good sign. And I have to ask- did you two mess around when I had you bunked together? I wonder how I would have missed it, though I suppose there was enough going on that it’s possible.

When you can, come home for a little. I don’t want to push - we’ve divided your responsibilities, and things are still fine, but we should talk about what this means, and also what happened in Windhaven. And I think you should talk to Mor before she finds out from someone else. This may be a blow for her.

Rhys

***

Dear Azriel,

My darling mate has informed me she thinks it’s odd that I would want to use my powers to contact you while you’re likely fucking Vanserra. I haven’t the slightest idea why. I’m going to indulge her for now and stick to the letters.

Anyhow, she also told me to tell you to ignore the last letter I sent, except for the congratulations. In case you haven’t opened it yet, congratulations! Feyre says don’t read it. I hope your joy is as great as she seems to think it is. 

Let us know when you think you might get home. You are missed here. If I don’t hear from you soon, I may just have to ignore my mate.

Rhys

P.S. Az, I watched him write this one. I’ll do my best to keep him from bothering you, though you know how tricky that may prove. Don’t worry about us. We love you, even if my petulant mate has a funny way of showing it. - Feyre

***

Dear Eris,

I’m going into labor. Don’t worry about me, or the baby. We’ll both be fine. Lucien may be a bit of a wreck though. I don’t know yet.

I wanted to take one more chance to tell you how happy I am for you. I am so proud of you for writing that letter to Azriel. It’s changed your life. And I hope you’re as happy as I’ve seen you in my visions. Don’t be afraid to cry.

Love, your sister,

Elain

***

Eris,

Elain is in labor. I am finding myself suddenly terrified. She’s assured me it will be fine, and she hasn’t been wrong before. Regardless, I wanted to let you know. If you see this, don’t worry about us. I’m just too tired to pretend to be any more put together than I feel right now.

Lucien

Entry from the Journal of Eris Vanserra:

I’m mortified. I mentioned to Azriel this morning that I enjoyed how much he liked being undressed. He laughed, then blushed a little. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him sheepish. His shadows even ruffled the hair at the back of his neck as if they were trying to cool the skin there.

He admitted after a moment that he isn’t usually this undressed all the time, but that he only had the clothes he wore the night he came to the orchard. I hadn’t even thought of it. I didn’t even notice. But his boxers had been changing (I knew that much anyway) and he noticed my noticing because my gaze had dropped to his boxers he was wearing. He’s been wearing my boxers. Mine. For days. He smirked, and said he was surprised it took me this long to notice. He said he felt fortunate I preferred my boxers on the looser side because they were snug on him, and he’s right. The reason I didn’t recognize them is that, on me, they’re comfortably loose. 

On him? They stretch across his ass and thighs like they were made to compress his lower body. We may be the same height, but Az is pure muscle. And the thighs and ass? There’s a reason I didn’t notice the lack of available clothing. I’m too distracted. And I love every minute of it.

But I was mortified, and he noticed, because he didn’t hesitate when I dragged him to my closet and started rifling around for anything that might fit him. Literally, anything. I’ve never damned my love of tailored clothing before, but I did when I realized there was nothing in my entire closet that would fit him. I tried insisting that he go get clothes from home, but he was adamant he wasn’t going anywhere. And then, just for a kicker, he added, (so slyly. Cauldron, I love this asshole mate of mine) “I thought you said you liked my body?” So I dragged him to bed. Again. To show him, once more, just how much I like that body of his.

I need to go buy him some clothes.

Letters:

Dear Eris,

I am writing to let you know that Elain has given birth to our daughter, Flora Andras. They’re both doing very well. As godfather, I wanted you to be the first to know. Elain is writing to Feyre for the same reason. Feel free to tell Azriel. We’d love it if you both came to visit and meet her soon, though we understand if that isn’t possible at the moment. Let us know.

Best,

Lucien

***

Dear Lucien,

Congratulations to Elain and to you! Azriel says congratulations, as well. We are both excited to meet Flora. And your tribute to Andras is rather moving. Well done.

We discussed coming. I don’t think either of us are ready to leave just yet. I’m sure you understand, since you took a good two to three weeks away with your mate a few years ago.

You’re my brother. She’s his sister-in-law. Actually now we’re all related in some way, which is a thought I’d rather not dwell on too long. Still, we don’t think we can show up publicly, at least not yet. If only specific people were coming, or if no one else would be there, we would. If there is a time in a few days, maybe, where we could come and have it be just us, you, Elain, and Flora, that may be ideal. I am looking forward to meeting my goddaughter.

Do me a favor and don’t mention to your sister and her family that we’re intentionally ignoring their letters. 

All my love to you, your mate, and your daughter,

Eris

***

Dearest Azriel,

Elain wrote and asked me if we’re sure we can’t come separately. She was hoping I might meet Flora with Feyre, but Feyre is coming with the entire Night Court reticule (minus yourself, of course) and according to her, you wouldn’t be able to escape the excuses made on your behalf to show up for this.

Eris

***

Eris,

Are you writing me notes while you’re in your meeting? This probably could have waited until after.

Azriel

***

Dearest, 

Of course I am. I miss you. 

Eris

***

Eris,

It’s your court. Far be it from me to tell you what to do in your meetings.

I understand if you want to go. She’s your goddaughter. He’s your brother. Though I must admit, I am loath to be separated from you, especially considering we haven’t had more than a day uninterrupted this entire week.

When you write them again, please tell them again how excited I am.

Love,

Azriel

***

Dearest,

I’m glad you agree ordering me around when we aren’t in the bedroom isn’t the smartest idea in Autumn.

I do want to go, but frankly I’m not sure I would be able to tolerate your absence. Not to mention the fact that you would just be sitting in my home, waiting for me to return. And yes, I’m rather looking forward to being home this weekend. 

Did I tell you what your request for me to write congratulations from the both of us did to me? Never mind the “love” at the end of your last note.

Eris

***

Eris,

I’ll leave it up to you. And you didn’t tell me, no. Though I find myself increasingly intrigued.

All my love,

Az

***

Dearest,

Let’s just say the gentle domesticity of writing congratulations from the both of us left me in a state very unbefitting for a High Lord sitting in the meeting he is currently in. I’ll be sure to show you exactly what I mean when I get home.

Love,

Eris

***

Eris,

I’ll be waiting.

Until the end of time,

A

Eris’ Journal:

Azriel went to fly, to stretch his wings in circles around the Acorn House, and I’m sitting on the stairs watching him swoop overhead. I can’t say I wasn’t disappointed to see him putting on the clothes I bought him yesterday, but him asking me to come watch him with that mischievous joy in his eyes was too beautiful a chance to say ‘no’ to. 

This morning, he woke me with all the drowsy, insistent desire I’ve grown accustomed to being woken with. I think these have been some of my favorite moments of the last few days- his hands pulling me closer until our legs are tangled together and I can’t tell whether the vibrating at my throat when he kisses down my body is from his moans or mine. Being with him is like no other sex I’ve had. And I think that’s the difference- sex versus being. 

Have I ever been this way before, with anyone? I don’t think I have. Being with him, being loved by him (and also being fucked by him - that’s an experience all it’s own) makes me fall apart just for the chance he will put me back together. He always does. He looks at me, and it’s like he can hear the thoughts in my head (though I know he can’t- he assured me that power is only Rhys’ and Feyre’s when I asked him yesterday) or see the reasons for every choice I make.

When I look at him, I can see him. Really. It’s as though I’m looking at him in a whole new way, in completely different lighting. Which is fair- I’ve never spent this much consecutive time with a male ever, and I’ve seen him morning, noon, night, and midnight for the last three days. I can’t keep my hands off of him, either. I knew his wings were sensitive- but when he showed me exactly where to stroke them this morning, I wasn’t expecting him to come immediately, his perfect control shattered to pieces all over my stomach. He didn’t hesitate to collapse on top of me. He didn’t seem to care that his release was all over my skin, just that he wanted to hold me.

Oh yeah- he’s a cuddler. He’ll kill me if I ever tell anyone, I’m sure. But since the other night when he followed me to the kitchen, I’ve hardly been without his hands on me, or his arms wrapped around my waist. He stepped around me in the hall earlier, tracing his hand along my waist as he did, and I pulled him into the bedroom just for the fire it set in my stomach, my soul. The way he looked when I shoved him backward onto the bed and knelt before him was enough to make me groan. He answered me with a groan of his own as I took him into my mouth. He’s gentle, when he wants to be, but when I squeezed his thigh, and guided his hand to my head, he let go entirely. I’ve never had a male thread his fingers through my hair like Azriel does. Maybe it’s because I never let them. But Azriel…

He tangles his hands in my hair often, mostly when we’re curled together, slumped in a post-sex haze. I don’t know why yet- he just smiled when I asked him what his obsession with it was, and no amount of prompting, or teasing, or begging him to tell me while I stroked him (I’ve tried EVERYTHING) will get him to tell me. Watch it be something mundane, like “It just reminded me of this candy,” and he’s just being stubborn. Regardless, he seems to be enjoying himself.

I was worried about that. We’ve had less hard conversations today, just one as we ate lunch. 

I wanted to know what made him accept the bond. He told me he had needed Rhysand to force him back here to even speak to me. I hadn’t told him yet how much that had hurt. 

So I did. Then I asked him outright why he accepted, and if he would have come back on his own.

He didn’t take it poorly. He furrowed his brows- when he does that, I die a little bit. Honestly, it shouldn’t be fair for him to be attractive while he broods. Or pouts. Oh, cauldron. That pout is wicked, and he knows it. He woke me yesterday by dragging his teeth from the lobe of my ear to my collarbone and then pressing kisses along my collarbone to my arm. When I grumbled a little bit (no matter how much I love him, I can’t help but be a little grumpy when I wake up) he pulled back, propping himself on an elbow to stare at me with a pout. It made me laugh. He smirked then, as if he already knew that it would get me to give in. And it did. I did. Four times in the span of an hour. I don’t think I knew that was possible.

But he explained. He said the second he flew away, he regretted it. He didn’t think I would be able to forgive him for what he did. He also admitted it was more Feyre’s notes to him (which he promised he would bring from Night to show me one day) telling him if she and Rhysand could get over their many issues that he and I probably could, too. He also said something about having to see me, having to see if there was any inkling that I wanted him in return. He added, softer than I had ever heard his voice, that he would have come back. That he would have come back even if it had been three minutes to midnight and he had had to dive from a mile above me to make it in time to ask me if I could ever forgive him.

I cried when he said that. I couldn’t help it. I just started bawling. I hated it, as I’ve hated every tear I’ve cried these last few days. I hated it until he stood up from his chair and knelt in front of me before burying his face in my stomach. I didn’t realize he was crying too until I felt my shirt getting damp. I told him how sorry I was that I hadn���t been fast enough to tell him before he flew away. He told me he was sorry he had gone in the first place.

It seems we’re going to spend the first week of mated life apologizing for all the things we’ve done wrong. We’ve done a lot of things to each other, and to our families. Every minute is worth the apologies. Az is swooping down to me now. I can see him showing off a little bit, little loops and his shadows flirting with the air around him. I love him. More than I think either of us even know.

Letters:

Dear Azriel,

Congratulations. Cassian shared. Your news is safe for now, though Gwyn and Emerie are wondering why you haven’t checked in on the newest Valkyries-in-training. They all miss you very much, apparently.

I’m not sure if you heard, but Elain had her baby. A little girl. Her name is Flora. 

Enjoy your time together. We’ll all see you when you get back.

Nesta

***

Dear Azriel,

We need to talk about this. I want to say congratulations but I want to be sure you’re really happy about this first. You already accepted? I don’t distrust you, Az, but that was a big decision to make in such a short time. Don’t try to lie to me and say you’ve known for a long time, but if you’re happy, I suppose I’ll learn to tolerate him. I am always your brother, no matter what. Just let us know you’re okay. 

Cassian

***

Dear Azriel,

I’ve already said congratulations in two other letters. I’ll risk not saying it a third. I was going to stop writing, but you’ve said nothing for six days, so as your High Lord, I am now requesting PROOF OF LIFE. PLEASE. Hopefully you’ll see that, if nothing else. Good grief, brother. Enjoy the frenzy. At least congratulate Elain - she had the baby.

Rhys

***

Dear Elain,

I told you we were all getting concerned? 

Well apparently Rhys was more worried than he let on. He snuck off and wrote Azriel this morning asking simply for proof of life. I don’t know if Azriel and Eris have been reading the letters and then ignoring them, or if somehow they just knew this one mattered.

Either way, I was in Rhys’ office with him when a shadow dropped a sloppily folded piece of paper on Rhys’ desk. The shadow disappeared immediately, seeming as though it was angry it had been sent in the first place. I’ve never seen them move this fast. The paper had “I’m alive. Leave us alone” scrawled across it diagonally in what look to be very hurried letters. It was definitely Azriel’s handwriting. I can’t wait to tease him about this. You know he’ll be mortified when the frenzy is over. It is going to be so ridiculously fun.

Love,

Feyre

***

Dearest Az,

This meeting is going very poorly. I’m afraid I may have to stay here. It’s an internal issue, so I’m afraid I can’t say much. If I do, will you return to Night? I know you’ve been away for a week, and I’m sure with whatever crisis was going on up in Windhaven you may be needed, though I hate to admit it.

I wish I could come home to you, my love.

Eris

***

Eris,

I understand. For now, this time spent together was more than I could have hoped for. You are more than I ever hoped for, and I love you with every part of my being. 

I wish I could say I would be able to stay on the off chance you could come back to the Acorn House, but you’re right. If you are staying there, I should head back to Night, at least for a day or two. Rhys isn’t being subtle with his hints he wants me home, and no matter what Feyre thinks I believe it’s because I’m needed. Very astute observation. 

I wish you could come home to me tonight.

All my love,

Azriel

***

Dearest,

I’ll miss you. If there’s any chance I can come home tonight, I’ll write.

Eris

***

Eris,

If you do, I’ll find a way to come. In the meantime, I’m going to head back to Night.

I’ll miss you, my love, 

Azriel

***

Rhys,

I’ll be back within the hour. Let me know when you want me to take a look at things.

Azriel

***

Azriel,

So soon? I’ll admit I’m surprised after your last note. Trouble in Autumn paradise?

Meet me at 3. 

Rhys

***

Rhys,

Don’t be a dick, and mind your business. We knew we wouldn’t get much time. I’ll see you then.

Azriel

***

Dearest,

Elain wrote me again. I may have to go alone this first time, just to indulge them. Would you be hurt? I know it’s a disappointment for me, but the last thing I want to do is to have Lucien breathing down my neck for disappointing Elain.

Eris

***

Eris,

Go ahead. I just got a look at what Rhys had waiting for me and frankly I’m not sure I could leave now anyways. It’s a disappointment, but not a surprising one. There will be other chances.

I love you,

Azriel

***

Dear Feyre,

Can you describe my job to me? Like a list of what you think I do?

Azriel

***

Dear Cassian,

Can you describe my job to me? What is it you think I do?

Azriel

***

Dear Azriel,

Please explain further. I am rather confused by this question.

Feyre

***

Az,

You spy. You capture who we need, and interrogate them, sometimes violently. You look menacing and complain about writing reports when Rhys actually makes you do them. Beyond that, I’m not entirely sure. I guess I assumed much of what you did was hidden for a reason. 

Cassian

***

Feyre,

Never mind. Don’t worry about it.

Azriel

***

Eris,

How is your court’s "internal issue"?

I miss you,

Azriel

***

Dearest,

It’s boring. And frankly, the most boring thing I’ve had to mediate in a good while.

How is your mess?

Eris

***

Eris,

It’s bad. I don’t think anyone but Rhys truly knows what I do. I didn’t realize how frustrating that was until I returned to find the approximation of what everyone thought their delegated section of my duties were. I think it’s good I came back when I did or we would have a bigger crisis on our hands.

Love, 

Azriel

***

Rhys,

We need to talk about finding someone to take on some of what I do. The mess made by having you all trying to do my work was much worse than I anticipated.

Devlon’s replacement needs to be discussed. I know by blood it goes to his nephew, but I’m not sure that’s a replacement we can afford.

Azriel

***

Dearest,

Anything I should know? Is there any way I can help?

Eris

***

Eris,

No. Nothing I can share. Your letters are the best help you can give.

Thinking only of you,

Azriel

***

Dearest,

Then I’ll write to you as much as possible.

One of the lords just spat at the other and I had to separate them like children. Honestly, I’m not sure I’ve had to do that since Lucien and our other brothers were actual children. If it makes you feel any better, you could be dealing with that. I’ll write again when I can. I think I should attempt to prevent murders from occurring in my office. 

Eris

***

Eris,

I have to admit I think I’d prefer that to what I have to fix here. I’ll be absent the rest of the afternoon. I won’t be able to have letters coming to me, but send the shadow I sent to you with anything you want me to see when I get back.

Remind me to kiss you for each note you’ve sent me next time I see you.

You are dearest to me,

Azriel

***

Dearest,

You’ve just set me to a truly exciting task. Maybe I’ll make each note one or two sentences, just for fun, now that I’m out of my meeting. They managed to not kill each other. Though I’m afraid they may have killed my patience for today.

Eris

***

Dearest,

Did I tell you about the dream I had last night? I don’t think I got the opportunity.

Eris

***

Dearest,

I miss you. It was the most delicious dream. We were in Hewn City, and this time I was dancing with you.

Eris

***

Dearest Azriel,

You slipped us out of the room as Rhys grabbed everyone’s attention. We found a little alcove. We were very preoccupied.

Eris

***

My dear,

You made the most delicious noises. It was rather tempting to pull off… well, I’ll tell you the rest when you get home.

Eris

***

Eris.

***

Are you back safe? I love you.

E

***

Eris,

If I wasn’t, I wouldn’t be writing. Though I will admit, I was surprised I only had five notes waiting.

Do I get to hear the rest of the story now? It sounds a lot like the plots of the books the Valkyries enjoy.

Azriel

***

Dearest,

I’m sorry, you must have misunderstood. Unless you’d like your home to stay in Night…

Eris

***

Eris,

I have one last thing to do. It’s important or I’d be there already. I’ll come as soon as I can. I do owe you five kisses. But I’ll have to come straight back in the morning. It really is a mess.

I love you.

Azriel

Declassified Excerpts from Windhaven Report:

Incident Report Report written by: [redacted] Lord Devlon was found dead at eight fifty three this morning two miles north of Windhaven. Body run through with a sharpened training sword, apparently one stolen sometime in the last week. The thief is still at large with no suspects. See report made last Thursday (file number [redacted]) for further details of armory robbery. The discovery was made by [redacted], a daughter of [redacted]. She discovered the body while walking to retrieve herbs for a poultice. Her arm is broken. It is highly unlikely she would have been able to murder Devlon herself due to her injury, which was confirmed by her father to be one from roughly two weeks ago. Interviews with [redacted] and [redacted] completed the evening after the event. The discovery of the body began a revolt, seemingly over who had killed Devlon and who would inherit the title. Devlon had not named an heir. The heir apparent would seem to be his nephew, Burim. Burim is a known dissident, participating in uprisings at at least two other camps. His whereabouts are unknown. He should be considered a suspect. The revolt led to the death of fifteen Illyrian males and seven Illyrian females. No children were harmed. Injuries range from mild to severe, with over one hundred injured.  [Redacted] Windhaven is now considered a top priority due to volatility. News reached Velaris two hours after the discovery. [Redacted] responded to the situation. Eight were detained for questioning for participation in the revolt. Those among the injured to be questioned as able in the coming days.  Situation is ongoing. Further reports to be filed under file number [redacted]. Find further details [redacted].

Transcript from Interview:

Arbora: You only spent a week together after you were mated. Why was that?

Azriel: We were both needed by our courts. Eris was dealing with an internal issue between traders who didn’t like their contracts. Rhys needed me to look into an uprising that had happened in Windhaven which resulted in the death of a Lord. It was a blow for all of us, and I didn’t even know it had happened. I was needed to help organize the response.

Arbora: So what did you do after the week was up?

Azriel: We wrote letters. A lot of them.

Eris: Some were more useful than others.

Azriel: They all served a purpose. I don’t think we wasted paper.

Eris: You might not have. I seem to remember writing you five notes in a row to trade for kisses once.

Azriel: Well. That is a purpose.

Eris: It was the best purpose, my dearest.

[brief pause. Arbora chuckles]

Arbora: When did you next see each other?

Azriel: We met briefly a few times.

Eris: The next time we had more than a few moments was when Feyre and Rhys had us for dinner. Nesta, Cassian, Lucien, Elain, and Flora came.

Azriel: We all kept it quiet. We didn’t want to involve anyone prematurely. None of us knew what to expect.

Eris: It caused some problems with the others later, but it was worth it.

[End Interview]

Letters:

Mor,

Can we have lunch today? I need to talk to you about something.

A

***

Of course. The quiet restaurant in Salt and Bone?

M

***

Mor,

Let’s meet at the House. Nesta and Cassian are occupied elsewhere. I’ll see you at two.

A

***

Expecting a fight?

M

***

Two o’clock. It’s just a big thing to talk about. Please.

A

***

I’ll be there.

M

***

Eris,

I just finished lunch with Mor. It went about how I expected.

Love,

Azriel

***

Dearest,

I’m sorry. Is there anything I can do?

Eris

***

Eris,

Unless you can heal a black eye on the spot, I don’t think there’s anything. She seemed to feel better after she punched me. I think it was a bit of a shock but she recovered quickly.

Love,

Azriel

***

Dearest,

That seems understandable. I won’t pretend to be anything but hurt by the fact that she punched you simply for being with me.

Do you want to talk about it? I know she matters to you.

Eris

***

Eris,

Your offense is noted, but I think it is unnecessary. The shock got to her. There was no easy way to tell her. I even had her come to the House of Wind so that she could react however she wanted. She didn’t yell. I told her, and she got quiet, which is, as you know, much, much worse. Then she punched me. 

Before I actually told her, I had told her she could ask me whatever she wanted. She proceeded to ask me a lot of things- how long it had been going on, whether I was sure about you and being with you, if I had given any thought to what this would do to our family.

I answered them all as best I could- it had been a week, I hadn’t wanted to keep her in the dark. I was sure, completely and entirely. I had given it a good deal of thought.

I don’t know if my answers helped or hurt. She stayed quiet. The last thing she asked was if I loved you.

I couldn’t help but tell her how much I loved you. I didn’t think she would believe me if I just said “yes,” and I didn’t want to upset her any more. So I told her why I loved you, and a few of the little things from the past week that had been swimming around in my head since they happened. She mostly nodded and said “okay” after that, then left.

I know we talked about this last night, but I’m not sure she’ll want to see you anytime soon. Despite the fact that it was all your father’s doing, she remembers your face hovering over her. She knows you sent for help as soon as you could. She knows that- and so do I. But yours is the face she remembers and associates with the pain of that day.

Regardless, I think it was the right thing to do. She may not talk to me for a month. But following the same logic as what you tried to do in the orchard (I am still sorry about leaving. You were doing the right thing. Every time I think about it, my heart sinks) she needed to be told, and quickly. 

I hope she can understand. I think she will. She and Emerie’s bond was strong, so she would understand that part, at least. I don’t feel entirely hopeless.

I do miss you. Very much. I know when she left, she went to Emerie’s side. I wished I could do the same. You are missing from me. Even my shadows seem to be angry at me for having left your side. I don’t think they’ve ever been so forlorn. 

I miss you. (I would say it a third time if I thought it would do anything to alleviate the feeling.) I know you have too many things this week to get away, and having me around too much increases the chances that we get found out before we are ready. I can’t help but long for you. My heart squeezes every time I think of you, lying in bed alone, trying to sleep. I wish you could be curled next to me, your hand on my waist, legs entwined with mine. 

My love, my heart. Need for you to be with me coils around my very bones. I think it may rend me in two to be away. Just hearing your peaceful, easy breaths last night, feeling your exhales against my collarbone: after all we’ve talked about, never being able to sleep without seeing the horrors of our lives, you were a dream come to life.

You have all of me,

Azriel

***

My dearest,

I hope she appreciates you and what you did for her. It was no small thing. I’m sure in time, she will come to see it. 

I miss you as well. I wish I had more than your words to keep me company. If it wasn’t for tonight’s dinner with the eastern lords, I would find a way to be with you. But for now, I’ll hang on to what I can.

I will write when I’m home. I think I’ll go back to the Acorn House, if only to have your scent on my pillow. 

Do you secretly write poetry?

Eris

***

Eris,

I have never written a poem in my life. 

Forever yours,

Azriel

***

My dearest,

Then you should. You have a very descriptive style. It’s rather compelling.

Eris

***

Eris,

I don’t believe I would do well as a famous writer.

I love you,

Azriel

***

Dearest,

Who said you’d be famous?

Eris

***

Eris, 

I would be. I’m infamous already. Poetry would only add to the mystique.

Of course, if you wish me to write you poems, all you have to do is ask. I would be more than happy to spell them across your body with kisses.

All my love,

Azriel

***

My dearest mate,

I’m tempted to winnow to Night Court to make you do just that. If it wouldn’t cause a stir with my own courtiers who I’d be leaving at the dinner table. Or a war with Rhys. Do me a favor, dearest, and hold that thought until I’m with you?

Eris

***

Eris,

Are you writing to me from a court dinner?

Azriel

***

Dearest,

Of course I am. When you’re writing to me promising poetry from your lips, do you blame me?

Eris

***

Eris,

I miss you. It will never be enough. Never.

All my love, no matter how distracted it may make you at this dinner, is yours. I’m yours. Forever. Don’t ever let me let you forget it.

Your dearest,

Azriel

***

Azriel,

I’ve gathered a list of contenders for your delegates. Will you be able to interview them, or would you like me to pick for you?

Rhys

***

Rhys,

I’ll do it myself. Can you set up the times? Make it next week so I can look into them and their references.

Azriel

***

Done. I’ll send you the lists and schedule.

Rhys

***

Dearest,

I’m going to see Flora in the morning. I’ll pass along your well wishes.

Eris

***

Eris,

I’m sorry I’m only seeing this this morning. You had a late night- I didn’t get to bed until nearly 2. Is everything alright? How was your visit to meet Flora? How are Lucien and Elain?

Please take care of yourself,

Azriel

***

Dearest,

Flora is adorable. I’ll hold details until you get to meet her. Lucien is proud, but he looks worn. I think his stress is getting to him.

Yes, everything is fine. It was a late night. Some of my lords have a few thoughts on everything I could be doing better. Some made good points and I got distracted outlining them.

It doesn’t help that you’re gone. Not much incentive to get to bed at a decent time.

Eris

***

Azriel,

You have to come for a visit. At the very least, to meet Flora. But Eris was just here, and he told me nothing. Absolutely nothing. Not one salacious detail.

He bores me. Do me a favor and send me something? I did just give birth, you know. The least you can do is entertain me with stories of your time together. Please? I’m even asking nicely. 

Love,

Elain

***

Elain,

You can’t have expected him to spill everything. And neither will I, for that matter.

I’m very happy for you and Lucien. I may be able to come in a few days. I will keep you updated.

Azriel

***

Azriel,

Any detail. Any at all. Do me that favor?

Your desperately curious friend,

Elain

P.S. Don’t forget I’m mated to his brother. If Eris is half as good in bed as Lucien, I’m certain you have plenty you could share.

***

Elain,

You would scandalize your sisters if they knew how demanding you were for details of my sex with Eris. That is what you care about, isn’t it?

Azriel

***

Azriel,

If you make me ask again I will deliver the next letter myself, court politics and my recovery be damned.

Elain

***

Elain,

So much for asking nicely. Is there something specific you would like to know? I would hate to disappoint you.

Azriel

***

Azriel,

Tell me everything.

Elain

***

Elain,

Let this paragraph serve as your warning: you have asked for everything. I’ll indulge you but keep in mind that if you wish to read further, I take no responsibility for what you read. You understand. I do feel as though I’m returning a favor and perhaps a curse. Your letters from your trip after your own mating ceremony would have been scandalous enough to put a blush on Rhys’ face. I swear I didn’t show him. Just a hypothetical. Last chance to put this away.

Eris is delicious. Watching him while he sleeps feels like it's stitching me back together. He quivers when I run my fingers over his skin. He whimpered the first time I took him in my hand. I nearly spilled into my trousers at the sound. We take turns, usually. He is demanding. In the mornings, he lets me take him gently. The afternoons devolved into fucking. Hard. The nights are sweeter, but no less rough.

One afternoon after he realized I was only half naked because I only had the pair of clothes I wore to the orchard, he tried to get me to fit into anything of his. He looked so distressed by the fact that I hadn’t had a choice about my state of undress that I felt like I had to do something. I teased him about making me feel like he didn’t want me this undressed, and maybe he didn’t like my body. 

He dragged me back toward the bedroom so fast I thought he may have turned into one of my shadows. We barely made it to the doorway before he was pinning me to the wall. He's lithe but strong. I don't think I've ever enjoyed being pinned. I've never experienced it this way, letting him restrain and command me as so few have been able to before, and never in this way. You can never tell him I told you this. Never. I would never forgive you, not because I care if it’s shared, but because I don’t think Eris would ever survive the mortification. So this, all of this, stays between us. One day maybe he’ll stop caring, but I don’t believe today is that day.

The second he had me where he wanted me he pinned my hands above my head with one of his and growled. Truly growled. I will admit I was struggling to keep up with the speed and intensity of his kisses. When he is truly insatiable, he’s like flame - there and gone again, flickering wherever he can be before finding a new piece of me to consume. He palmed me through my boxers and I couldn’t help but beg. I begged, Elain. This male reduces me to incoherence.

He growled an order to keep my hands where they were before he dropped to his knees before me. I’ve never been fond of fire. But the consuming fire in his eyes as he takes me in his mouth would be enough to drive anyone insane with desire. I swear, I tried to keep my hands where they were. He always seems most pleased when I listen. But he dragged his teeth lightly over the underside of my cock and I moved without even thinking. I pulled the tie holding his hair back out as quickly as I could and buried my hands in his hair. We never did find that tie afterwards. I gripped his hair in my fist so hard he yelped. 

I asked him if he could take me. I would hardly remember it except the whine he let out shot through me like an arrow. He panted his ‘yes’ as his eyes changed from that devious, claiming fire to molten magma laced with pure need. 

Eris at his most dominant is awe inspiring. Eris when he submits? I would worship him until he screamed if he let me. It does something to me, watching him pant and moan and writhe under my hands, my mouth. So when he looked at me with those pleading, molten eyes, gasping through parted lips, I snapped.

I fucked his mouth. Frankly, if it had been anyone else I might have worried I was being too rough. He was shaking - I could feel his hands on my thighs quivering with every thrust.

One of the earlier days I had all but ordered him to keep his hands off himself until I told him he could touch, and it seems he remembered, because the second I thought of it I told him to touch himself and his hands flew to his trousers. Once they were out of the way, he brought his hands up to me and pushed his head back against my hands to pull off of me. He ran his hands over me twice before lowering them to stroke himself, palms glistening with everything he had gathered from my cock as he let me guide him back to my cock.

We came together. I’ve never seen anyone look as beautiful when they fall apart. His rosy lips wrapped around me; his eyes not leaving mine except when they rolled back in his head with pleasure. His body jerked and his eyes finally fluttered shut. His moans killed me. 

I’ve been entirely ruined by this male. Every minute is worth it. Every tear. I’ve cried more this week than I care to truly admit. I’ve never cried this much in my life. He said the same to me yesterday. I doubt either of us will cry like this again. I can tell he hates it as much as I do, but it seems to be helping us somehow. 

I think that’s enough detail. Just recalling it is making me need him. Some friend you are. He isn’t even here.

Azriel

***

Azriel,

I may be “some friend” but don’t tell me you didn’t enjoy sharing every salacious detail of that. I can’t tell you how delighted I was to receive such a thick letter with my name written in your hand. Let’s just say that the second I’m able? Lucien is in for it.

Thank you!!

Love, and best of luck with your little problem,

Elain

***

Eris,

I need you.

Azriel

***

Dearest,

What’s wrong? The lack of your typically sweet signature is alarming.

Eris

***

Eris,

I need you. As soon as possible. Let me know when you can get away.

Azriel

***

Acorn House. I’m out of this meeting in 15 minutes. I have an hour.

Eris

***

I’ll be there in ten.

A

***

Dear Eris,

I am writing to extend an invitation to dinner for Thursday. Rhys and I want to make up for our absence during your last visit. It would also be good to have you here as Azriel’s mate. It would be a small group. Nesta, Cassian, Lucien, Elain, and Flora are also invited. We want to welcome you to the family. 

Please let me know as soon as possible. I do hope you will come.

Most sincerely,

Feyre

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[aredeemantagonist]

Wait, a pinned post?? In this economy??

"Go on, make my day, go get high, on my mistakes."

Hi! I’m Antagonist/Kris/Nikolai, a certified crazy person silly goober.

I also go by Jack or Mercutio, but ask before using those names for me + nicknames. Jack and Mercutio is only for friends, and Tio as a nickname is only for very close friends

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"Same me, same you! Until the drugs start doing you~"

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Saiki K

Assassination Classroom

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UNDER THE LIGHTS | writing event

In order to celebrate hitting 500 followers I wanted to make a little thing to show my appreciation for all the support on my works so far.

general-masterlist | event-masterlist

R U L E S

Read my general rules before sending an ask for this event, there I specify which things I’m not comfortable writing about.

I only write fem!reader.

This event is for drabbles only, so the fics won’t be longer than 1-2k words (unless i get carried away)

To participate you need to send an ask with the prompt(s) + member(s) you want me to write about.

You can request any of the prompts down below, it can be more than one, there’s no limit for that.

All the members are included for this event, so you can make a request for any of them.

Requesting for more than one member in one drabble is allowed.

The majority (all) of the prompts are smut prompts.

If you want me to add a certain detail (kink, trait, dynamic, etc) or want me to write reader a certain way you’re free to include it, just be as specific as you can, please.

You can send more than one request for the same member or a different one.

In the case of more than two people requesting the same prompt for the same member, I’m gonna write just 1 drabble, answering the first ask that was sent.

E X AM P L E OF THE R E Q U E S T

req. for only 1 member: “can i request prompts 12, 13 & 14 + Namjoon, and please add corruption kink.”

req. for 2+ members: “can I request prompt 45 + jk, Jimin & Tae.”

P R O M P T S

“Baby, don’t make me spell it out for you … you know I want you.”

“I can’t help it, you’re fun to mess with.”

“Would you like me to whisper it in your ear?”

“You’re being all cute and sweet, it’s making me want to kiss you.”

“You’re more than just a one night stand.”

“Like what you see?”

“Try to stay quiet, understand?”

“Are you sure? Once we start I might not be able to stop.”

“Don’t be so rough, there can’t be any marks.”

“Make me.”

“Behave, I really don’t want to have to punish you tonight.”

“I wanna taste you.”

“I see you’ve started without me.”

“You’re really going to make me beg for it?”

“I’m going to show you how a real man fucks.”

“Always so fucking tight for me.”

“I’ll be gentle, I promise.”

“Oh my god, do that again.”

“I’ll keep you warm.”

“I know you can be louder than that.”

“I bet they can’t fuck you like I/we can.”

"Swallow it. All of it."

"You look better with my hands around your neck."

"I want to hear you beg."

"Open your legs for me, baby. I wanna see you."

"Don't close your eyes, baby. Look at me."

"Don't be gentle with me—I like it when you're rough."

"Feel this? It's just for you."

“That’s it, fuck, that’s a good girl.”

“On your knees.”

“I know you can take it.”

“My little slut to ruin.”

“You’re in no position to tease baby, remember that.”

“Look at me. I want you to watch you come on my fingers/cock”

“Can you feel how deep I am?”

“You want me to go faster?”

“Let me put that naughty mouth on good use.”

“Ask me nicely.”

“You were made for my cock.”

“Please, let me cum.”

“Use your words.”

“You’re always so good for me.”

“That’s my good little slut.”

“You look so pretty with my mouth stuffing your mouth.”

“We/I can make you feel so good, baby.”

“Look at you, you’re wet and I’ve/we’ve barely touched you.”

“I want you to cum in my mouth.”

“I can take both of you.”

“Don’t stop, please…”

“You look so pretty touching yourself.”

“Just like that… take all of it.”

“You sure you can handle me/us?”

“I said I’m not done. Understand?”

“Do you want me? Go ahead and have me.”

All credits to their respective owners !!

[mixelation]

FAQs

Housekeeping post! Last updated 9 November 2024.

General:

Who is Tori?

My OC! Check out her masterpost.

Do you have a tags masterpost?

I'm working on it. :)

How do I refer to you?

I've been telling people to call me Mixel, but some people call me Mix. I use she/they.

Can you tag something for me?

I am not good at remembering to tag things. In general, if you following a blog requires certain things to be tagged, I wouldn't recommend following this blog.

You didn't answer my ask!

I don't answer even close to every ask I get. It's nothing personal! Sometimes I don't have time or energy, sometimes I just don't have opinions on the thing, and sometimes I mean to answer later and then forget and then it gets buried. Sometimes this happens even if I've specifically asked for people to send me stuff via an ask meme. Sometimes I don't answer even when I really want to for various reasons.

I want to talk to you about the thing you just reblogged!

Most of the art/fandom posts (like gifsets, original art, etc) are on a queue and I don't actually know what things post and when. If you do not contextualize the post you are referring to, it's likely I will have no idea what you're talking about.

Do you want a recommendation?

Please don't send me recommendations unless I have specifically asked for them.

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Also: please do not send me posts with zero context. I cannot read your mind and I don't like not knowing what you expect me to do with the post (reblog it, talk to you about, etc). Yes, even if you think the context is obvious. You do not need many words to contextualize a post.

Do you have a DNI?

No, but relevant to being a fandom blog: I am a bonafide adult, and my view on shipping and other fandom activities is basically "I have no right to judge what fictional scenarios other people enjoy or want to explore, regardless of my personal feelings on them." If either of those things make you uncomfortable, go ahead and block me.

Can I repost your content to another website? I'll credit you!

For fics, absolutely not. Do not repost any of my creative story writing, fanfic or original fic.

For generic tumblr posts, I am wary of giving permission to repost any sort of content on another site. I can’t stop you reposting screen caps of my posts, and I’m not going to hunt them down or (publicly) complain about screen caps of my post on other sites. But if you come to me actually asking for permission.... the answer is no.

Fandom and fics:

I came here to find the Plasticity AUs and what I found confuses and frightens me.

Not to worry! I made a masterpost.

Why did you change your user name?

Here's a post about it. Most relevant notes form that post: 1. Don't refer to me by my old user name, even on other sites. 2. If you find an old tumblr link that's broken, you can replace my old user name with "mixelation" and it will work again!

Can I do ______ with your fic?

I have a permissions statement on my AO3 profile. I try to keep this up-to-date as my feelings on how my work is used evolves.

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Yes, but please explain that's what you're doing. Please don't send me context-less posts. I cannot read your mind through the internet.

I might retract permission for this if I start getting a ton, just for my own sanity. But so far it's been fine.

How do I send you fan art?

Most people have been sending them by asks, but you can also post them to your own blog and @ me, or else comment on the fic itself or send me a link via tumblr asks. Give me a few days to interact before following up.

When are you going to update _____? Is _____ abandoned?

I have a busy life and what fic I work on in my free time is controlled by the whims of my brain. There's no schedule and I am unlikely to be able to give you an estimate. I will tag a fic as abandoned on AO3 if I decide there's no way it will ever get updated. For some fics for which I get this a lot:

Homemade Dynamite - I actually have about 95% of chapter 13 written. Chapter 12, however, is only like half written and I have a pretty big block on it. :(

Fun and Games - I do hope to continue this one, and I have a decent chunk of the next chapter written, plus notes + an outline for the rest of the fic. Unfortunately, to keep writing it, I have to do a decent amount of research on HP canon, and certain recent events have really soured my motivation to interact with that canon.

I found a fic I think you would like!

Please see my answer about recommendations. Don't send them unless I've asked, no matter how good you think it is.

Can you give ME a fic recommendation?

Probably not. I don't have time/energy to read a lot nowadays, and I don't tend to bookmark or save fics I do read. I don't mind sharing if I've mentioned a specific fic, but I feel bad when people ask for recs and I literally don't have anything.

[intimidating-fettuccine]

This is both a reminder post and a disclaimer post.

I’ve been getting a lot of requests lately, and I want to remind everyone that they are still closed. General questions and lore questions are okay, but I am not currently accepting headcanon or scenario requests.

Also… Disclaimer, of please remember I am a person. Sometimes you guys will request things or ask things that are very inappropriate or strange, and it makes me very uncomfortable. I understand that you’re anonymous and you’re hiding behind a screen so you have that confidence, but I am also a girl with thoughts and feelings and reactions, and so I ask that you please be mindful of some of the things you guys send to me. It’s one thing to request a spicy thing, but please also be mindful of just general statements and the actual content you are asking me to write.

I don’t feel comfortable with how forward people get sometimes, and I’ve felt that way the whole time I’ve had the blog. Respectfully, we are all strangers here, and so please just remember that.

It’s in my rules that I don’t write specific kinks unless it’s a commission, and so please don’t request them or describe them to me in detail how you would want to enact them with a creep.

I also received a request tonight that I didn’t really want to directly call out to make them self conscious because they seemed to really like the blog, but please be mindful of the fact that Parent!creep content will never handle adult themes on this blog, of any kind, regardless of the situation. No ‘adult’ talks or lessons, no reacting to discovering things (as that has also been requested before), none of that kind of stuff. That’s not what I’m here to write, and it is not what I want to write.

This post is not meant to shame anyone and I don’t want anyone to beat themselves up or feel guilty if you’ve done this, but please just be respectful of the person you are sending things to and remember I might feel differently about things than you do.

I’m not really upset, I just want it to be a reminder to be respectful to the blogs you send stuff to because we are all people and sometimes things can get to us.

[muffinsin]

My profile picture has been created by the talented @zeleneagle , it can also be found on their page. I recommend checking out their #myart tag

𝙰𝚗 𝙾𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚒𝚎𝚠 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚐

An overview of this blog

The inbox is open, but there are no posts being published currently due to being on vacation🤿🙌 happy summer :)

Current requests in inbox: 8

I’ll do my best to keep this updated;

Open

Open, but rather full

Closed

This is a NSFW blog for the most part, so I ask minors not to interact. Even some fluff posts could have mention of NSFW content in them!

Find the Masterlists, my list of kinks, and the anon-lists with the link below (Masterlists)!

Masterlists

𝙱𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚠:

Below

Fandoms and characters I write for

Requesting: rules and limitations

Other

(If interested in my person, here’s an about me post!)

𝙵𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚖𝚜&𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜

Fandoms & Characters

Resident evil village

🔎 Bela Dimitrescu

🔎 Cassandra Dimitrescu

🔎 Daniela Dimitrescu

➖ Also: Donna Beneviento. Occasionally I will answer Donna requests :)

➖ There are very few works dedicated to Alcina Dimitrescu found in my Masterlists. Despite this, I do not take requests for her at this time

Far cry 5

Faith Seed

-> Only female Deputies/Readers paired with Faith. I write for no other fc character

𝚁𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐: 𝚁𝚞𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜

Requesting: Rules and limitations

𝚁𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐: 𝚛𝚞𝚕𝚎𝚜

- Only characters listed above

- Respect Limits & Rules of this blog

- Be patient, writing can take time

- Gender neutral or female reader only

- Harassment will not be tolerated. Whether this is pointed towards me or any anons

- Requests should be sent in per the Ask Button, it makes it easier for me to remember them

- I do take ship requests including the characters I write for, even if the second person isn’t one I typically write for. Such as; a dimitrescu sister x Ashley Graham/other Character

- DMs are open for all

- When referencing another post, please add a link or at the very least information on where to find it (What Masterlist, which section. Eg: Masterlist 1, Bela, title of the link)

- Here everyone is accepted, regardless of their ethnicity, gender, religion, orientation, etc!

Other rules:

- no (random-) self promotion!🙌

Here is a list of kinks I will write and not write! This can also be found at the Masterlists-Link

𝚁𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐: 𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜

- There’s a post dedicated to the kinks specifically, check it out here

- incest

- sexual age regression/age play

- underage characters. Everyone I write for is 18+ and all is consensual. I do not promote anything without consent in a positive light

𝙾𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛

Other

- Banners and pictures used are not created by me unless stated otherwise :)

- Again: profile picture it not made by me (Credit is at the of this post)

[vykekisses]

"To whittle oneself away, to tear your enemies apart — that is the power of a blade."

.𖥔 ݁ ˗ˏˋ Name - Blade (Current) , Yingxing (Former)

.𖥔 ݁ ˗ˏˋ Alias - Bladie , Bandages , Destiny's Slave

.𖥔 ݁ ˗ˏˋ Age - Unknown

.𖥔 ݁ ˗ˏˋ Element - Wind

.𖥔 ݁ ˗ˏˋ Path - Destruction

.𖥔 ݁ ˗ˏˋ Gender - Cis Male

.𖥔 ݁ ˗ˏˋ Pronouns - He/It

.𖥔 ݁ ˗ˏˋ Sexuality - AroAce , Bisexual

.𖥔 ݁ ˗ˏˋ Occupation - Stellaron Hunter (Current) , High-Cloud Quintet (Former)

"Of five people, three must pay a price... These words are carved into my every wound..."

Headcanons :

⁞ ➤ Blade would also have a habit of asking very "grotesque" and "deep" questions casually, not deeming much wrong with just wanting to know an answer. He would ask Kafka about how a specific weapon would be most painful to a human, how a period works in much detail, what are the ways someone could go insane, questions that would unsettle someone greatly. He doesn't see anything wrong with asking any question, he has a craving for knowledge about anything that catches his attention, and it mostly is psychological or bloody things.

⁞ ➤ He would enjoy the lights of cities and the aura of them, the feeling of a sprawling capital at later hours with people walking around and noise humming around, it would settle him in some ways! He would enjoy going to bars or casinos in Penacony, or any bright city for that matter, and not have a miserable time with the tall buildings and streets pumping with people like a heart with blood!

⁞ ➤ Along with taking interest to things, Blade would have quite the good culinary knowledge! Moreso tasting of food and less of actually making it, but he can still cook quite lovely. Pasteries as well would be something he enjoys, but any food he'd like knowing about its origins, creation process, flavors, presentation, every part he could know. Presentation to him is important, so a finely plated dish of a rich chocolate dessert or a spicey and savory dinner is known to catch his eyes.

"When will death come for me? My patience is wearing thin."

⨾┆ Blade is a swordsman who left his mortal body behind to become a weapon,

He pledges loyalty to "Destiny's Slave," and holds an ability of cost in his own grip

with that sword woven with cracks, just as his body and his mind. He can't recall who or what he once was, but all he knowd is the monster of the Mara with poison fangs and digging claws still haunts his shadow no matter his position and no matter how hard he tries to suppress it. Blade wants to please his yearning for death, the need being whispered in his ears, but his body continues to leak and not devoid of that crimson, so he kills others to let them savor it for him, let the grim reaper grace their shoulders and embrace their mind.

"The dead know no fear."

Personality :

⨾┆Positive - Loyal, Resilient, Meticulous, Stoic.

⨾┆Negative - Fierce, Mysterious, Ruthless, Jagged.

⨾┆Blade has the aura as sharp as his ink colored blade: rigged and sharp, quick and strong. He keeps to himself more, having deep yet shadowed care to his fellow Stellaron Hunters, but to others he much prefers to keep distance, a 'feeling' inside him voices to keep others away. He is blunt and quick to the point, smart and technical with his combat and actions, vengance flowing through his every vein under that pale skin. His yearning of achieving death still drags him on, along with following beside Kafka, but he won't let any other beings in his way unless its of his sword.

"Back again...? The fate of those I remember is never a good one."

Backstory :

♱・In his youth, Yingxing vowed to make weapons for the Cloud Knights in order to achive vengance for his home and family while working under Master Huaiyan of the Artisanship Commission. During his time on the Zhuming, Yingxing met Baiheng, when she requested arms and reinforcements, soon leading to their close bond. Yingxing was moreso a shy boy in his youth, but he became more confident as he grew up, and was described to be an arrogant man by many. Yingxing was shown to be close to the other Quintet members, and would regularly drink and spar with them, but grew resentment for Dan Feng, traling along to Dan Heng.

♱・In the aftermath of the Sedition, Yingxing was banished from the Xianzhou and lost great majority of his memories. During this time, he was discovered by Jingliu, who taught him swordplay, but also killed him countless times to remind him of the karma of his sins. Some time after searching with bloodthirst for Dan Heng, Yingxing was discovered by Elio, who saw a use for his immortality. He was convinced to join the Stellaron Hunters in exchange for a deal, "Being eternal end and final funeral" to his life and everything he had ever hated, now holding the tiltle and body of Blade, the slave to destiny.

"A blade's edge knows no mercy."

Roleplay Sample :

⁅ 刃 ⁆ - Destiny's Funeral Planner.

┏━━━━━━━━━°⌜ 死の刃 ⌟°━━━━━━━━━┓

> Blades shoulder leaned againts the cold cement wall of a building among the Xianzhou Luofu, his ears keenly open as his lowered eyes scan the surroundings for any mishaps. The eyes of a hawk and one ready to kill travel from person to person, ready to jump at a moments notice if some pesky Cloud Knight would make their appearance and disrupt the script.

> The sword of ink seeping with golden is held behind his arm with the tip faced up, his breath kept quiet, his aura silenced from any radar. Their mission today was to get info of future plans from the general, and Blade was set on guard, as his common role that he did not attest to.

━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

> "Kafka, Silver Wolf, has the information been obtained?" Blade questions into the small earpiece the three mutually have connected, pressing on it gently to hear the voices of silk and spunk on the other ends, filling in his missing blanks.

> "Good, let us leave just as Kafka advised, there's no need for us here in this moment. . althought I do wish to stay a bit longer, I haven't fought in a day or two, and I wish to see what kind of new recruits the Knights have within their troops." His voice holds a bit of sinister glisten, an itch of swinging his sword scratches along him.

┗━━━━━━━━°⌜ 死のユリ ⌟°━━━━━━━━━┛

"...Tell me this is the end."

[genericdragon]

Hello! Since my art and designs seem to be getting more attention recently(??????) and stuff like this has come up a few times, I thought I'd lay down some ground rules about my art and characters.

Art Rules:

Generally if you want to use my art anywhere PLEASE ASK ME FIRST!!! I'll most likely say yes I just want to know about it. If you're reposting it on a different platform or sharing it on Discord or whatever I'd also appreciate if you could tell me what other people are saying about it or send me a link to the post. Also free to use as pfps or whatever as long as you ask first. and unless I say otherwise (there are some things I don't want my name attached to yknow) ALWAYS MAKE SURE TO CREDIT ME!!! ("genericdragon on Tumblr" will suffice). If it's art that I made specifically for you you're free to use it anywhere without asking just remember to credit me.

Please don't edit my art in any way, shape, or form, aside from maybe cutting out the background or whatever. (including drawing on top of it, changing colors, etc)

You're allowed to trace/heavily reference my art for practice (don't know why you'd want to tho) but DO NOT POST IT ANYWHERE OR USE IT FOR ANYTHING ELSE PLEASE.

Unless we're very close friends/mutuals do not expect free art from me. You can commission me on artistree or follow me on artfight (<- you are VERY likely to get free art this way.) I might do requests but only if it's something that I'd want to draw even if no one requested it. (no fetish baiting. I know it when I see it.)

Character rules:

If you want to use my exact humanization as your headcanon for that character or use them in your AU then be my guest! Again, just make sure to credit me for the design, and please tag me in anything you do with them :)

That being said, there are a few story related things that I'm not comfortable sharing with other AUs, but it's usually stuff that I don't post on Tumblr so you probably don't know abt it anyway. Just ask me if you're unsure. However I will also ask that you don't create an entirely new backstory for them if you're putting them in your own AU.

I can't stop you from taking inspiration from my designs but please don't just change a few things from my design and call it your own. They're not technically my original characters but I am still very attached to my humanizations and I'm not comfortable with them being modified like that. I'm glad that ppl like my designs but I don't want them to run too far away from me until they're not mine anymore yknow?

You are always always ALWAYS welcome to draw my character designs, especially when interacting with your own or other people's :) Tag me in any art you make of them!! I want to see it!!!

I made another post about it but self-shipping is allowed (as long as it's not a teenager who's way younger than you) just make sure to abide by the rest of these rules.

Also drawing nsfw of my 18+ characters is fine. (Unless I explicitly say they're a teenager or they are known to be a teenager in canon you can assume they're an adult) You can show me or not idc. Just don't send it to me without warning I don't wanna be jumpscared

Other Stuff:

I do not control the hyperfixation. If you followed me for one specific fandom/character that I don't post about often I can't guarantee that you'll see any more of it. Portal is the one thing you can ALWAYS expect me to come back to but the other stuff just comes and goes. Not saying that I'll NEVER come back to it again just don't hold your breath. Feel free to unfollow or block any tags you're not interested in, I don't take any offense to it.

Please do not reblog any art older than like... 3 or 4 years. I'll leave it up for now but if you reblog it I WILL delete it, sorry.

Continuing from that point, this is my blog and I will delete things as I see fit. Please do not download and repost my art if I delete it. If it's gone then I don't want it to be public anymore, please respect my wishes.

I won't throw a hissy fit if you like art but don't reblog it, I totally get that some things just aren't for everyone, but reblogging really does help a lot and I appreciate it :)

Please don't feel intimidated by me! Apparently some people think of me as a Big Scary Popular Artist and I have no idea where that impression came from but I'm not. I'm just a weirdo girl making my silly little drawings. Also PLEASE don't say anything to the effect of "your art is so good it makes me feel bad" or using my art to put yourself down. I have Kind Of Complicated feelings about my art so when people do this it really messes me up. Just don't, it makes both of us feel so much worse.

Asks are always welcome, although I do try to draw art in response to asks but sometimes I just don't get around to it, or it's for a fandom I'm not currently interested in. (Sorry to that one person who sent me an INSIDE related ask that's just been sitting in my inbox for several months)

I do have an nsfw blog, you can dm me for the url, although I may choose to withhold it from you for any reason. (I'm shy 👉👈)

Other than that just uhhhhh be reasonable treat me like a person respect my boundaries etc. I'll update this if needed but this is the most important stuff for now I think

[tragicxensemble]

Last Updated: 2/02/24

Status - Online//Offline

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                ᘏ  . ˚ 𝗮𝗷 𓂃 💭.   𝙨𝙝𝙚/𝙝𝙚𝙧 🏳️‍🌈

《Follwer Count: 759!》《Current Works: 85》 

     《𝘽𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙇𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙈𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧 + 𝙎𝙩𝙤𝙥 𝘼𝙨𝙞𝙖𝙣 𝙃𝙖𝙩𝙚》

       《@spexialvixtimxunit @verytalented 》

《RULES》

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To view all of my fics, go to the hastag "AJ'S WORKS💪🏾🐷" at the end of this post! 

Request:  Open - Closed // Feel free to request any prompt in my inbox! 

PSA: The reader in any fan fiction that I write will always be a POC, specifally black female whether it is stated or not. I only write NSFW + SFW fictions for female characters unless I WANT to write an NSFW or SFW fiction for any male charcater I write for. 

Side note: This blog is an NSFW blog that most likely has NSFW content. When I am writing this type of content a warning will be stated in the disclaimer. I write NSFW fan fictions. Please respect my boundaries when it comes to asking for NSFW content that I know makes me uncomfortable to write. Thank you.

( There may be errors in my fics because I don't proofread them!!) 

( I write for Criminal Minds, Greys Anatomy, Stranger Things (not as much), (9-1-1)

Have a good morning/day/night. :) <3

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♥︎ Holiday Inspired Fics 

  ☆ Kinkmas 2021 (Criminal Minds Version) // Nsfw // Sfw

  ☆ Christmas Day // M.Sloan

  ☆ New Years Celebration // A.Karev

  ☆ Hopelessly Romantic // M.Grey

  ☆

♥︎ Oneshots 

  ☆ Period // M.Sloan 

  ☆ Dinner Party // M.Sloan 

  ☆ Eating Out // L.Grey

  ☆ Opposites Attract // C.Torres 

  ☆ Bite Me // A.Hotchner

  ☆ Can I? // J.Jareau

  ☆ Shadowed Figures // J.Jareau 

  ☆ A Night Out (A Night To Remember) // E.Prentiss

  ☆ Stress Reliver // E.Prentiss

  ☆ Little One // E.Prentiss

  ☆ Slowly Falling (Asleep) // E.Prentiss

☆ Period (CM Vers.) // E.Prentiss

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♥︎ Complete/Incomplete Series 

  ☆ The New Girl // L.Grey (1/?)

  ☆ Wrong Number // E.Prentiss (1/3) (2/3) (3/3) 

  ☆ Holiday Countdown // Stranger Things

  ☆ Old Habits // E.Greenaway (1/2) (1/2) 

  ☆ One More Chance (At Love) (1/?) New!

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♥︎ "How I think..." Series 

  ☆ Each CM Character Cooks 

  ☆ Each CM Character Would React To You Masturbating

  ☆ Each CM Charcater Sounds Like When They Cum

  ☆ Each GA Charcater Would React To You Giving Them A Kiss (Chocolate)

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♥︎ Requests

  ☆ Baby Fever // M.Sloan (1) 

  ☆ Workaholic // D.Shepherd (1)  

  ☆ The One Who Helps // D.Shepherd (2) 

  ☆ Relax // P.Burke (1) 

  ☆ Me? Jealous? // G.O'Malley (1)

  ☆ Candied Apples // L.Grey (1)

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♥︎ A - Z 

  ☆ Nsfw | Sfw // M.Sloan

  ☆ Nsfw | Sfw // J.Avery

  ☆ Nsfw | Sfw // A.Karev 

  ☆ Nsfw | Sfw // D.Shepherd

  ☆ Nsfw | Sfw // L.Grey

  ☆ Nsfw | Sfw // G.O'Malley

  ☆ Nsfw | Sfw // C.Torres

☆ Nsfw | Sfw //

[waltwhitmansbeard]

let's talk fic request etiquette!

as someone who has been in the fanfiction game for a hot minute now, i've been having some Thoughts around ask memes for drabblers and fic writers. these ask memes are such a fun and helpful way for writers to exercise their creative chops, and for readers to participate in the creation of the kinds of stuff they like to read. i'm a huge fan of ask memes myself (feel free to send me one!), and i've written a lot of stuff i never would have thought to write without other people's generous prompts in my inbox.

but! i think it can be easy for some expectations to emerge around fic writers and ask memes that can make writing stressful and overwhelming for writers, and that's not great! fic writing should be a source of fun and creativity for writers and readers, and so there are couple things i'd like ppl to keep in mind when they're thinking about asking their favorite writers to fulfill a prompt.

check their blog! a lot of writers have rules or guidelines for the types of requests they'll take and how they'll take them. for example, some writers may close down their askbox after receiving a certain number of asks, while others will happily take as many requests as come their way! writers will also likely have a list of fandoms and/or ships they'll write for, which is good for you to know when it comes to making requests. please do a thorough check of a writer's blog to make sure you're respecting their boundaries before making a request. some writers might have guidelines that fly in the face of some of the other items on this list, and that's okay! these are just general recommendations, and individual writers might feel differently.

make one request at a time. this piece of advice might be directly contradicted by the guidelines on a particular writer's blog, and if a writer says they're down to accept as many prompts in a row from the same person as they can, then great! do that! but it's not uncommon for a writer to be inundated with a lot of requests at once, especially after posting a new ask meme, and so it's considered polite to send one request and then wait for yours to be filled before sending another. remember, you're very likely not the only person who enjoys this particular person's writing, so give them the chance to do their thing.

only send the prompt and the fandom/ship/character(s). the idea behind these fic ask memes is to see what the writer comes up with when only given the prompt and the characters to write about. if you like this writer, you should like what they write! unless the writer says otherwise, please do not send detailed scenarios or plot descriptions of what should happen in the fic you're requesting. if you're reading an ask meme, and one of the prompts on the list makes you think of a specific scene for your favorite ship, wonderful! that should be something you write and explore for yourself. it is not another writer's responsibility to jump through your enumerated hoops when you send them an ask meme request. remember, your prompt is meant to be the jumping off point for the writer's creativity, not an essay assignment in a literature class.

specify the ask meme, especially if it's older. if you're sending in a prompt from an ask meme, and the writer has reblogged a number of them, please help them out and let them know which one you're sending from. this is especially true if you're sending from an ask meme that is not the one they've reblogged most recently. it's just helpful!

reblog the fic you've requested. this one is basic as hell, y'all. if you've requested someone write something, you reblog it and put something nice in the tags. end of story. this was written for you. the very least you can do is be nice about it. and if the prompt was not filled in the way you expected, or if you didn't enjoy the fic, fine! don't request from that writer again. but for this fic, just fucking reblog it. it's quite literally the bare minimum and it costs you nothing.

talk to the writer! if you're not sure what a particular writer's feelings are on ask memes/requests/writing in general, ask! i promise you, we love talking about writing and our favorite blorbos, and it's always better to err on the side of courtesy. feel free to ask us how and when we like to receive requests or what types of requests we're okay with taking. we'd love to tell you how to make our lives easier, lol.

remember that we don't get paid. unlike fanart, fanfiction cannot legally be commissioned or purchased, so even though fanfiction writers put just as much time and work into their art as fan artists do, we do not have the option of any kind of remuneration for it. and that's fine, we get that! but it also means that we are doing a lot of labor (labor of love, but labor nonetheless) for free. please keep that in mind when sending in requests. we're happy to write using your prompts, but it's a prompt, not a detailed commission. our ideas and wants matter, too.

fic writers, feel free to add to this list with your own suggestions. i can only speak for myself when i say i love receiving fic requests from people, because i love writing and i love connecting with others in my fandom and i love exploring these characters in a way i might otherwise not have done. but what i don't love is feeling like i am at the beck and call of others in my fandom. i write for me, and then i like to share what i've written with others. it's how i participate in my community, and i'm so grateful to anyone who has ever sent me a prompt to fulfill. please just remember that your favorite writers don't just exist to bring your personal whims to life, and that they work really hard to create the things you enjoy.