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helionpegasus · 10 months

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Okay I was thinking about this the other day but how do we feel about a tamlin redemption arc? I personally think sjm has so much potential with him as a character but I also know what he did was messed up so it’s just something I think about a lot and always want other people’s inputs

what he did was messed up yeah but my guy was also fucking traumatised himself after 50 years of being responsible for literally every single person in prythian. HE was the one who was supposed to break that curse. EVERYONE was waiting for him. HE was the one who spent 50 years sending his friends to die and trying to fall in love with their killers to save everyone.

he didn’t handle it well, but like, who could he expected to? honestly like yeah it was wrong but it was a trauma response, all he ever wanted was to keep feyre safe and alive and protect her.

my real beef is the fact that for personal revenge feyre destroyed an entire court because someone gave her a panic attack. babygirl we’ve all been pushed to the point of panic attacks but we don’t actually ruin the lives of thousands of innocent people as a result.

like the people of the spring court? who just wanted to rebuild their homes and recover from the poverty? and she ruined every chance they had. she destroyed their economy and infrastructure and reputation for what? she left them vulnerable to attack and conquer for what? ridiculous behaviour. far more villainous than anything tamlin ever did.

and that nonsense about the tithe? like yeah okay it’s a shitty old tradition that needs changing. but hello where was rhys changing shitty traditions when he kept Velaris a secret from the majority of people in the night court who might’ve needed it? “the people from hewn city are savages though” right but did Mor not come from there? and we’re just gonna overlook entirely the fact that she’s supposedly the only acceptable one with absolutely no explanation for that? alright. and the Illyrians are brutes. but we’re just gonna overlook cassian and azriel and emerie and barth because it’s convenient? like all I’m saying is that these reputations are obviously generalisations and he’s in the wrong too.

if I’m being so for real right now, and I say this as somebody who fucking loves rhys, he’s not even top three best high lords.

helion, thesan and tarquin. no fucking cap these three genuinely wanted what was best for the continent at any given time. thesan hosted the high lords meeting and was pulling up ready to share technology and antidotes?? he fixed luciens eye after he saw what happened and I’ve never seen even a speck of debt for that.

tarquin really got manipulated and robbed when he would’ve been willing to help had they just asked and been honest and willing to trust, and still he didn’t declare war or march across borders which he was entitled to, he sent blood rubies. it was basically a text that said ‘hands on sight if i see u again bro’ and called it a day. he fr didn’t want beef. he opened his home to spring court people instantly after feyre had her petty revenge moment.

helion lives for the vibes and i stand by it the man was ready to fight ready to help ready to show up and show out. perfection. an angel. i see where lucien gets it. an unbothered king.

so like, tamlin. yeah. I think he got done dirty for what happened. all in all what did he really do? accidentally played a role in killing rhys’ family by spilling a location detail? alright but rhys and his father intentionally killed tamlin’s family.

locked feyre up? yeah after being abused for 50 years himself those 5 months he didn’t handle his trauma right, damn yeah he really got what he deserved 🙄

that comment at the high lord’s meeting? he was a man wounded and scarred and embarrassed and tbh it wasn’t even that bad. rhys and feyre fr overracted. azriels lil comment was quite enough. they wonder why he keeps acting up like they don’t keep making a mockery of him??? like??? I KNOW we’ve all said and done mean/petty things like that when we’re hurt, don’t deny. I’ve never brought an entire kingdom to its knees but pop off ig.

so yeah. I still love all the characters. feyre is still great. I still adore rhys. I still like tamlin.

I just think tamlin gets the most insane amount of hate compared to the actions of the other characters. he deserves his redemption arc massively.

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helionpegasus · 10 months

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Tell us a funfact

my favorite batboy is cassian and not azriel :)

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helionpegasus · 10 months

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PART 1

PART 2

PART 3

PART 4

PART 5

in progress

PART 6

PART 7

PART 8

PART 9

PART 10

PART 11

PART 12

PART 13

PART 15

PART 16

PART 17

PART 18

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helionpegasus · 10 months

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ceilings part 5

Azriel x Reader

masterlist

summary: Reader always had vivid dreams due her Seer heritage. But things take a twist in her life when she wake up in a world that is not hers and the loving male that were always in her dreams shows to be very different from what she known him to be.

warning: none. but let me know if you find anything :)

words count: 1979

author's note: we're baaaack! now things will start happening more quickly and i'll try not making it too slowburn haha. i'll also include my personal theories in the story. anyway, hope you like it ❤️‍🩹

A whole month had passed.

The dream with little Azriel never happened again, and you didn’t know if this was good or bad. Because it wasn’t the only one to disappear, all the other dreams you used to have did.

All that surrounded your mind was what could that possibly mean. You came to Velaris because of those dreams, so it’s logical that you must need them to go back. So the possibility of not dreaming ever was starting to get the best of you.

The Shadowsinger being so wary of your being was not helpful at all. Once you talked about it with Nesta and she only said that “He’s like this. It’s nothing personal.”, but it feels extremely personal to you.

How he would stop talking about something once you enter the room, or send a bunch of his shadow to follow you through the House of Wind, and even look at you in a weird way during dinner.

Today you woke up to the rain pouring outside, the thunder humming low. When you enter the dining room to have breakfast, you find Nesta there, with a cup of tea in hand and a book in the other.

“No training today?” You ask sitting across from her and already putting a piece of strawberry pie that you found to be your favorite thing in this world.

“Headache. I’ll take the day off, since dealing with Cas and Az the whole day would only make it worse.” She said, taking a little laugh from you. You can’t even imagine what it was like to work with both of them.

“Well, today seems like a good day to relax. I don’t think the rain is gonna pass too soon.” You took the last bite from the pie.

“You’re right.” Nesta sighs. “I’m gonna give myself the privilege I didn’t have for so long: Spend the whole day in bed.”

“You deserve it!”

“Thank you! See you at dinner.” She took the last sip from her tea and exited the room going directly to the main hallway.

Unlike Nesta, you weren’t feeling so useful lately. So you think the best decision was to take your cup of tea to the library and continue your search, which you started last week but ended up in nowhere.

The floor you use to study wasn't much visited, you assumed the first time you went there. Even after having your presence for a whole week handling books and discovering shelves, all of them still have a layer of dust. And maybe the people who live here simply didn’t hold a curiosity in learning Prythian history, you thought that it would be a better option than the fact that this floor was so close to the darkness under it.

After hours of hard searching, because you are dealing with history and most of the books were written in the oldest language, your mind gets tired of it. Your tea was no longer hot and your eyes hurt from reading.

When your mind starts questioning if it was lunch time already you felt the presence. His presence. You could ignore how much it makes you uncomfortable, like you have been doing for all this time. But, today you were tired of it.

“You know I can feel when you are spying on me, right?” You say closing a book. Your back is still fronting him. “I’m just saying that, in case you didn't know, I think it would be good the information that I knew you were there all those times.” Then you finally turn to face him.

Azriel tried to not show the shock in his eyes, since this was the first time something like this was ever happening. He decides to stay silent, trying to form a sentence that wouldn’t make him sound like a stubborn child.

“Look, I don’t know what you have against me. But I already said a bunch of times that I’m willing to answer any question you have and I also said that Rhysand or Feyre can look in my mind if they want to.” You said looking into his eyes, hoping that he could see the truth in them.

You never stop being surprised with how his eyes could be so different looking at the same person. You.

“I don’t trust you.” He simply said.

Those words cut deep that you wanted to. With his low voice echoing in your head.

“Well…” You start, still gathering the right words to say and not betray how hurt you felt. “If I could help to change that, you certainly know where to find me.” You gave him a small smile that did not reach your eyes, and left the library not in the mood to continue your research anymore.

Azriel went straight to the River House after the quick conversation. Calling Rhys through his mind to an emergency meeting.

“You should look through her mind.” Azriel said when they entered the High Lord’s office.

“We already had this conversation a million times, Az.” Rhys says massaging his nose bridge. “She never was suspicious and never made any harm to any of us or the court.”

“Yet.”

“For Mother’s sake, Azriel.” Rhys rolls his eyes.

“I’m just saying that I think we should treat her like any stranger that enters the court out of nowhere.” Azriel said firmly with his opinion. “We gave her a roof the first day she came here. We don’t know anything about her, and I think this decision can put us in danger.”

“I wouldn’t make a decision to put any life in this court in danger, Azriel.” Rhysand's look was not friendly anymore. “And I don’t know what is happening with you lately. This is not the first time I say that you are having weird behavior.”

The Shadowsinger still remembers every word they shared in this same office in the first week you spent here.

“I’m just worried.” Az's voice was calmer this time. “I have noticed some things about her that I found strange.”

“And what would it be?”

“She can sense me around while I’m still hiding in the shadows.”

“She always had a weird connection with your shadows, we’re all working with that and she included.”

“Right. But I noticed that during her first nights, she disappeared.”

“What do you mean?”

“When she went to sleep, she just disappeared for a few hours and then came back still sleeping. She did this for two or three nights and never did it again.”

Rhys was processing the information Azriel just said, his mind working on how she was capable of doing that on the House of Wind, a place that you could not winnow in or out.

“I can ask if she gives me the permission to look into her mind.” The High Lord says. “But if she doesn't, I will not force her to do so.”

Azriel let out a sigh of relief, only nodding at his friend before leaving the office.

You weren’t expecting a reunion today. So when Nesta knocked on your door saying that everyone would meet in the living room, you needed to take time to fix yourself.

Everyone was already there when you arrived, and Feyre invited you to sit by her side.

“You must be wondering why we decided to do this unplanned meeting.” Rhysand says and you only nodded in confirmation. “We all want to help you to find answers and we need answers as well…”

“You want to look into my mind.” You finish his sentence.

You couldn’t keep your eyes from looking at Azriel for half a second. Remembering the convo early this morning.

“I’m only doing this with your permission and firstly, if you are comfortable with it.”

“You can look at it.” You look into his eyes, transmitting all the confidence you could gather.

Rhys took the spot in the chair in front of you. The first thing he did once he entered your mind was make himself present. He could be sneaky if he wanted to, you knew that from other experiences with Ruhn even if he only entered to communicate.

“I’ll show you everything and some things may need an answer. But I would prefer to answer all questions you may have privately.”

“You have my word.”

And you showed him everything.

The first of your dreams, the work you have been doing with your friends in Crescent City, your life with them and the University. Till what happened the day you came to their world, the fight with the strange creature and your last dream.

“The creature that attacked you was a kelpie.” Rhys said once he left your mind with all the information he needed.

The atmosphere of the room that was thick with expectation suddenly turns into shock and worry.

“A kelpie? In my world they look very different.” You say mostly to yourself.

“What do they look like?” Nesta asks to you.

“They are species that belong to the House of Many Waters. They are shapeshifters that appear mostly as a black horse and sometimes in a human form.”

“If those things were supposed to look like humans they are in the wrong shape.” Nesta says remembering her own fight with the creatures. That got a fit of laughter from everyone in the room.

“Thank you for showing me, (Y/N). Now that we have more details, maybe we can help you more.” Rhys said, offering you a soft smile.

“Since everyone is here, we should all take dinner together.” Cassian says and we all agreed.

“I will take Nyx and be back.” Feyre says going to the balcony with wings already appearing in her back.

“We can talk now if you want to.” The High Lord offers and you give him a nod.

He leads you to the private library of the house. Much smaller than the one the priestesses work, but as beautiful.

You both sit on a couch near a window. You loved every view of this place, because Velaris was beautiful in every angle and every weather.

“I put a sound barrier and a shadow barrier, so we can talk freely.”

“What do you want to know?” You ask the male in front of you.

“You only dream with Azriel specifically, do you have any idea why?”

“No. I’ve been waiting for this answer and a bunch of other ones for a long time too, but the only one answer was learning his name when I arrived.”

“I’ve dreamed with Feyre before we met each other too…” He says with an expecting look that makes your cheeks warm.

“You think we are mates?” Rhys only smiles. “Well I bet that your dreams with Feyre were not like those, and I am certain that she wasn’t from another world.”

“Well, you’re right. But that can still be a possibility.” He took an invisible dust from his pants. “Warn me if those dreams return, we see what we can do to help.”

“I’ll let you know.”

“Also, Azriel commented to me that you disappear while sleeping. Do you have any explanation for that? Because people weren’t supposed to be able to winnow from here.”

You gave him a questioning look. A million questions going through your mind.

“Disappear? I don’t have the power to winnow.”

“He said that it happened on your initial nights.” Rhys was also confused. “You don’t remember exiting in the middle of the night?”

“No. Those nights I only dreamed.”

Then Rhysand started to connect all the points. He also didn’t see you in any other place besides your dreams, so you disappearing did not make sense. And he would know if you manipulated any of the memories.

The fact was that there were only dreams. Vivid dreams.

“I think that your dreams are where you disappeared to.”

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helionpegasus · 10 months

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hello everyone!

first, i want to apologize for the time being inactive. my last month was chaotic in every way it could possibly be!!! i got a new job, got a new phone, the phone was stolen and had my final uni exams!

that leads us to the second thing: winter break in my country! and that means that i'll have more time to write and this weekend this blog will be updated! tomorrow i'll post a new chapter of ceilings and i'll also work on some requests.

as always, thank you for your patience and ser you all soon! ❤️‍🩹

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helionpegasus · 11 months

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no, but imagine him walking out the bath and seeing you brushing your hair. he would just take the hair comb out of your hand and start doing it for you 😭✋🏽

he would put it in a braid so your hair locks don't tangle during your sleep, and he's been practicing doing braids for a >long< time just so he can do it for you and THAT'S A FACT.

Today was hair care day technically it started last night with me oiling my hair and all I could think about was how much I would love to have someone preferably Azriel gently taking care of my hair🥺🥺

#i love azriel so much

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helionpegasus · 11 months

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lately i've been thinking about a lucien x reader where reader is part of the band of exiles and they go on multiple adventures just like the six of crows of shadow&bone 😔🤚🏽

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helionpegasus · 11 months

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Can you write a Mor x reader for me and my girlies? 💗

published!!!! hope you like it 🫶🏽

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helionpegasus · 11 months

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Could you write something cute with Mor cuz the whole fandom is starving for writing with her 🩷

i did it 💗✨ you can find ir here

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helionpegasus · 11 months

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sweet nothings

Mor x Reader

summary: this was inspired on sweet nothing by taylor swift.

warnings: none

words count: 1035

author's notes: this is for all Mor girlies that requested something (there was a lot of them), hope you like it 💗

Mor loved how she could sneak into your apartment and feel like she was in a bubble of happiness.

She loved that she didn't have to share you with her chaotic life.

She loved that while the world around her was expecting the greatest things, you were expecting from her nothing at all.

She loved all of this because with you she could be not the Mor of the Inner Circle, or The Morrigan, even less Truth Speaker. Mor was just Mor, the female you fell in love with 5 months ago.

It was near dinner time. The whole day was with meetings to discuss work in the Continent, and Mor was feeling exhausted. When Rhys said the last word, she was quick to vanish the River House.

The smell of the food filled her nostrils as soon as she passed the front door. She could hear your soft hum in the kitchen, a cute trait that you always did while concentrating on doing something.

When you feel her arms wrap around your waist, you don't shift or get scared, a sign of how well your body knows hers.

“A tough day, I presume.” You say while stopping mixing the pan so your arms can rest upon hers.

“You know me that well, don’t you?”

You take the pan out off the stove, and turn around to face her.

“Did something bad happen or is it just too much work?”

“Too much work.”

“Want to talk about it?”

“No…” Her thumb caresses your cheekbone. “I want to run away from all of it with you.”

“Well, we can run away this whole night from it. Hide from the world around us to get some peace.”

“Like I always do.”

You feel her change of demeanor. It was not the first time you both had this conversation.

“Mor, I already said to you that we don't have to rush anything you’re not ready to do yet.” You hold her face between your hands.

“I know…”

“You don't have to prove this to anyone, and most importantly, you don't have to prove anything to me. You think I didn't know where I was leading myself to? I choose you and I’m willing to do it again and again if I have to.”

The blond remembered the last time you said exactly the same words to her, after a night with the Inner Circle where they were sharing love experiences. She wanted so badly to talk about you, and how proud she was of loving someone and being loved after so many years, but she got scared.

And all her friends having mates but you both not sharing a mate bond yet, even when she was sure she never loved someone this hard, didn't help with her insecurity.

“I don't care if a mating bond never happens.” You said that night. “I don't care if people say it's a punishment for our love, and this was never supposed to happen at all.”

“The love I feel for you is stronger than any mating bond could ever be, Mor.”

That's the words you said, and it was what she needed.

She also remembered how you kissed every part of her body to seal the words like a prophecy. That night was the first time in her whole life that she really felt at home.

After dinner you were both lying in your bed, sharing caresses and soft kisses in a comfortable silence, the crickets outside the window singing lullabies. Her head in your chest and hands playing with your fingers, while your arms rested around her back.

“I think I want to talk about it.” She says for the first time in an hour.

“Go on, love.”

“It's just…” she took a deep breath. “Everyone seems to be expecting me to always be strong and resilient. To always have a plan in mind and be able to sort out all the situations.”

Her voice was low, a sign that she was sharing a secret never shared between you, and a difficult one.

Your hand starts soothing her blond locks trying to keep her at peace.

“But the truth is that I am not. Not at all.” Her arms around your waist get tighter. “I’m not that strong for all of it.”

“And it’s okay. You don't have to.”

“Not with you.”

“Not with anyone. Mor, if you’re not comfortable doing it anymore, set limits.”

“I’m scared of what they would think.”

“It doesn't matter. Besides, they’re your family, they will understand.”

“Thank you.”

When you looked down at her, she was already looking at you, the amber eyes with shining little dots like the stars in the sky above your head.

“You're so beautiful, you know that?” You put a strand of hair behind her ear, no piercings in sign since she recently bathed.

“Hearing from you always hits differently.” She says closing the space between your lips.

Everytime you two kissed it was like a starstruck. You felt like your lips were made to kiss each other, but it can be your mind drowning in too much love.

Her hands quickly find your hair, tangling her fingers in your locks. Her leg wrapped around your middle.

“You want to meet them?” Mor asked when you stopped to catch a breath.

“You want me to meet them?” You shifted in bed, adjusting your weight in one arm to have a better look on her face.

“Yes… I do.”

You kept looking at her face for any sign of regret, but she didn't show any, and you always read her like an open book.

“We will have our traditional family dinner this weekend.” She said and pressed her lips like she was thinking if she should say the next thing or not.

“And?”

She pressed her eyelids, releasing a breath she didn't even know she was holding.

“I told them that I wanted them to meet someone.”

“Alright.”

“You’re okay with it?”

“Yes, my love. I’ll be there with you.”

And that's what Morrigan loved about you, you were always with her and never for her.

You never expected any reward from being in her life, except her sweet nothings.

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helionpegasus · 1 year

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I have a request that follows the recent request of the pregnancy fic, can we have a birth fic of Azriel x reader? I love your writing!💕

hello! thank you so much for your nice words 🩷✨ i published a part 2 of "lilies and pine" with the birth! you can find it here

hope you like it 🫶🏽

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helionpegasus · 1 year

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lilies and pine (part 2)

Azriel x Reader

part 1

summary: The birth took you and Azriel by surprise, but perhaps there's more surprises to come.

words count: 829

warnings: giving birth (?). otherwise no, just fluff.

author's note: happy mother's day ya'll ✨🩷

The pain didn’t take too long to come, and it came strong.

Azriel went to find Madja right after you said the baby was coming. He warned Rhys in his mind and your friends were in your house in seconds.

You only had time to put on a nightgown and lay on bed.

“You’re almost all the way dilated. You’re doing so well (Y/N).” The healer said soothing your back.

Azriel looked at you worried when you squeezed his hand again feeling another shot of pain.

“I want to go back to the bathtub.” You looked at your mate. His eyes softened at seeing you already tired. “It was hurting less in the hot water.”

“Alright, sweetheart. Whatever you feel comfortable with. It’s your choice.” The Shadowsinger said.

He carefully carried you back to the tub, the hot water immediately relaxing your lower half.

The things that happened after that passed quickly for your sake. Madja giving you breath instructions and Azriel massaging your back to help sooth the pain you were feeling.

When the baby finally came you couldn’t help but scream your lungs out. Luckily having no problems with the baby wings.

“It’s a baby girl.” The healer said, and handed the small baby to you and your mate.

“She’s so pretty, my love.” Azriel says kissing your head.

“So she must have a pretty name, right?” You looked at him.

"I think we already have one.”

The soft smile on your face was quickly replaced when you feel another shot of pain in the middle of your legs.

“Madja, what is happening?” Your mate asks the healer, who was already with her hands on your belly trying to figure out what is wrong.

Azriel called for Feyre and settled the baby girl in her arms, crying hard being apart from her mom.

“There’s another one on the way.”

“Twins?!” You asked Madja in shock. Another scream leaving your throat.

“We didn’t plan this, but you can do it, sweetheart. I’m right here.” His hands were caressing your sides up and down. The shadows circling your wrists and the baby in a protective way.

“The baby is already here. You’ll just have to push it.” Madja said.

It took less than a minute for you to hear the second cry of the day.

“It’s a boy.” She lay the baby in your arms, much smaller than the girl and with no wings in sight. “I think his sister's wings were hiding him all this time.”

You couldn’t control your tears, looking up at Az and seeing him in the same situation.

When Feyre passed the baby to your free arm you were sobbing. Wondering how lucky you were for Mother to give you such blessings.

The sun was long settled, your clothes changed to something comfy and easy to feed the babies.

The girl opened her eyes for the first time one hour ago, and was looking at your face with them wide open. The boy was fast asleep in your mate’s arms after being fed and hearing Az low whispers in a melody you didn't recognize.

"He’s really small, isn’t he?” His face turned from the baby to you.

His hand almost covered all the baby’s back.

“Madja said he’s healthy, so I’m not gonna worry about it.” You trace your finger around the baby pointed ears.

“Want a cup of tea?”

“That would be amazing, Az.”

“Alright, I’ll boil some water.”

“Want to give him to me?” You asked the Shadowsinger and he looked at you like you insulted him.

“No, I want him around me!”

You laughed at him, feeling the immense love through the bond you shared.

Azriel didn’t take long in the kitchen, quickly returning to your side on the bed with two mugs in one hand and the baby in the other arm.

“She’s in love with you.” He says with a soft smile on his face.

“She's just curious about this whole new world.” Your lips find the baby’s head, the smell of the lilies bath on her.

“You know our family is not resting ‘till they know their names, right?” He asks, putting your empty mugs on the nightstand.

“We have the names?”

“I think we do…” His eyes land you the girl in your arms. “We already thought about hers, when you said you were sensing it would be a girl.”

“Marjorie.” You smile remembering the convo you had with Azriel months ago. “Meaning ‘Creature of Light’, which is what she's been bringing to our lives since we discovered the bundle of joy forming in my belly.

Joy is a good nickname for Marjorie, it fits her well.”

"I thought about one for him.” Azriel said, looking at the baby.

You already knew that nothing will be able to separate those two. And your mate would go to the end of the world for him.

“And what is it?”

“Bless.”

“I think that’s perfect for him, Az.”

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