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the-shadowsingers-whore · 4 months

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hofas bonus chapter masterlist

ruhn and lidia

bryce and hunt

bryce and danika

ember and randall

bryce, nesta, and azriel

#hofas #house of flame and shadow #cc #crescent city #hosab #hoeab #cc 3 #crescent city 3 #cc bonus chapter #crescent city bonus chapter #sjm #q: playing piano with az

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shadowsxgwynriel · 8 months

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Azriel: You’re telling me that you have a mate?

Bryce: Yes.

Azriel: And you also have a mate?

Aelin: Yep.

Azriel:

*Meanwhile*

The Shadows:

#everyone has a mate but Az #or so he thinks #at least the Shadows know 🎶#acotar memes #acotar incorrect quotes #azriel #azriel’s shadows #azriel shadowsinger #bryce quinlan #aelin ashryver galathynius #pro gwynriel #gwynriel #acosf #sjm

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mycadences · 3 months

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Gwyn: *flips opens smutty book* Shadow: *wriggling in greeting* Gwyn: Oh hello there sweetie. Did you replace my bookmark with yourself? Shadow: *nods proudly* Gwyn: Does your master know you're here? Shadow: *slinks back between the pages and closes book on itself*

#gwynriel #gwynriel headcanons #az's shadows like to sneak out to play with gwyn #he has to come and collect them #and that is how they not so subtly make gwyn and azriel interact #takes place before gwynriel are mates #somewhere in the friend stage?

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naariel · 2 years

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hey

hey tumblr

psst

I got a treat for ya

Azriel x Eris

because we love an angry fuck and a smug asshole. commissioned by Acourtofari and the Council of Azris bless 🙏

#acotar #azriel #eris vanserra #azris #be merry and gay my friends #may I ask thee to direct thy attention to the following;#eris's smirk #az's open lips #hand onHAND #SHADOW RING ON HAND #SHADOW CARESSING ERIS' CHIN #casual dick touching (you cant see it #but its happening)

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bookofmirth · 4 months

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The Nesta and Az chapter gave us some good stuff in terms of Nesta’s growth (can’t wait to meta on this), their friendship (also this), and Az’s continuing troubles, but the ship stuff was… paltry.

The one thing I took away from it re: future books is that Az is the most likely next main character. Sjm said she’s excited to tell his story and she’s giving it to us on a platter. Like she has been since acosf.

#hofas #hofas spoilers #house of flame and shadow #house of flame and shadow spoilers #Nesta and Az chapter #I’ve been so good ALL WEEK #about not posting #I see your asks #sorry I am being stubborn

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tswaney17 · 5 months

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Shadow Puppets

For the amazing @leiaamidala!! I'm your Secret Santa this year, and I hope you love cheesy, Elriel fluff! Thank you for being such an amazing person and a wonderful friend. I wish you a year full of happiness and cheer (and confirmation 😘)!! ❄🎄

This fic is based on the artwork linked here.

My fanfic account: @tswaney17fics

My ao3 account: tswaney17

Please let me know what you think about this update. I love getting your feedback. Constructive criticism is always welcome. 💕

Trigger warnings: minor language. Mostly tooth-rotting fluff

Word Count: 1,136

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

Azriel shadow-walked them to the front door of their home from the River Manor. Typically, he preferred to fly. But with Elain two months from giving birth to the twins, and their adopted Illyrian son, flying became too much of a challenge to do so safely. Especially since Kaden was still learning how to properly fly, having not been taught before he was left at the orphanage, nor during his time spent there.

It was something Azriel could relate to more so than anyone else. That fear of flying becomes ingrained into your mind without realizing it until you’re standing on the edge of a cliff with a looming drop before you.

Kaden had tremendously improved since they began their flying lessons, but he still struggled to maintain himself if caught in a wind draft and Azriel preferred not to have his pregnant wife in his arms should he need to save his son.

So, when it was the three of them—soon to be five, gods spare him—he preferred the easier method of transportation. He still couldn’t believe they were going to be a family of five soon. He didn’t know what he did to be blessed with such a beautiful wife and the most perfect children. Lord knows he had done atrocities for the sake of his court. But somehow, through all the darkness surrounding him, Elain saw the light he never knew was shining inside of him.

A soul to match hers.

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the-shadowsingers-whore · 4 months

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HOSAB Bonus Chapter: Ruhn and Lidia

***go to the reblogs to see the rest of the chapter (tumblr doesn't let me post all of the photos in one post)

#hofas #house of flame and shadow #cc #crescent city #hosab #hoeab #cc3 #crescent city 3 #cc bonus chapter #crescent city bonus chapter #sjm #q: playing piano with az

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harperbrynne · 6 months

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Art by @artbysue Commissioned by @harperbrynne

Healing is beautiful when it can be done together. I think Elain and Lucien are going to help each other grow and heal and I think Gwyn and Az are going to do the same for each other.

#elucien #gwynriel #elain archeron #lucien vanserra #gwyneth berdara #azriel shadowsinger #azriel’s shadows #the shadows #elain x lucien #lucien x elain #gwyn x az #az x gwyn #gwyneth x azriel #azriel x gwyneth #azriel x gwyn #gwyn x azriel #acosf #a court of silver flames

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rosenecklaces · 2 months

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Has it ever been discussed how Elain could react to Azriel very obvious lack of self preservation (to not say suicidal intends)? I like to joke and poke on the fact he's so moody and grumpy but digging more into it and how his body, especially his wings, has gone through so much work while he was a) saving someone or b) putting himself at some risk

For example: the Hybern rescue ordeal is the most obvious, romantic in cognition of course, but this man was bleeding a river with cero thoughts to go patch up until elain left his arms. I wonder how she would progressively realize az has been using his body over and over again like some unbreakable shield since who knows how long considering he have shadowsingers powers that can quite literally keep his anatomy safer?

#elriel #azriel shadowsinger #pro azriel #elain archeron #yeah yeah he's a warrior and all that but c'mon #most often that not he doesn't NEED to grt his body injured. not like cass does since he can use shadows or blend in places to hide #idk it's just interesting i remember him being physically hurt more than rhe other two. like rhys has been in life and death situation bc of #major forces and saving the whole land but what's az excuse?

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mycadences · 4 months

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Azriel's shadows: *have killed and maimed and tortured countless people before*

Also his shadows: *turn into a puddle in front of Gwyn*

Quotes:

*Gwyn asks Azriel a question* Az's shadows danced around him.

His shadows peered over his wings at her.

Her breath curled in front of her mouth, and one of his shadows darted out to dance with it before twirling back to him. Like it heard some silent music.

Even his shadows had calmed. As if content to lounge on his shoulders and watch.

Azriel entered the warmth of the stairwell, and as he descended, he could have sworn a faint, beautiful singing followed him. Could have sworn his shadows sang in answer.

Contrast this to:

Elain sucked in a soft breath that whispered over his skin. His shadows skittered back at the sound. They'd always been prone to vanish when she was around.

Azriel said himself that his shadows "kept him company, as they always had, as they always would". His shadows are NOT evil extensions of him to be snuffed out. He does NOT want them gone. They are an integral part of him who saved him in his darkest, loneliest time, and deserve to be accepted and embraced.

#gwynriel #pro gwynriel #antielriel #az's shadows are the president of the gwynriel fanclub #also why do I imagine them as puppies #but like killer puppies #gwynriel supremacy

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bolinhoelriel · 2 months

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az trying to understand wtf elain just said and elain just unbothered by her random and unnerving asf visions

#az's shadows are running away #girl will call the next war herself #az is giving that truth-teller again to her #pro elain #elain archeron #elain x azriel #azriel #pro elriel #elriel #acotar

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nocasdatsgay · 5 months

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Ch. 1 of From the Shadows the Beast will Rise

Masterlist here/ Prequel “Chokehold” Here

Summary: Eris gets a visit from Azriel months later and is summoned to the Night Court.

Rated: M

Warnings (I forgot 😅): sexual themes, Azriel’s past trauma, discussion of mor’s trauma,

AO3 Link Here | Chapter 2

**Also read below**

It had been months since their last encounter, but Eris knew Azriel was watching him. He could smell hints of evergreen from the shadows in the far corner of his room in the Forest House. They had followed him around all evening, except during dinner when they had the right mind to make themselves scarce around his father. Eris reasoned it was probably due to his lack of responses to the letters in his study.

It was only when the smell got stronger he knew Azriel physically arrived. Anger flared for just a moment within. Azriel knew better than anyone the sensitivity of the wards on the house. However, Eris wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of a reaction. Instead he schooled his features and looked down at the book he was reading and flipped the page.

“Are you going to hide in the corner all night?” He asked loudly, not bothering to read the text in front of him. When no answer came he sighed, annoyed. “I can smell you, idiot.”

Eris looked up to see Azriel step out of the shadows. He smirked at the displeasure etched into his features. Spymaster wasn’t used to being caught. Eris folded his page and closed the book, setting it to the side table. He let his gaze run quickly over the male in front of him.

“You have a lot of nerve coming into this house uninvited,” Eris folded his hands together in his lap and lifted his chin. “Just because I let your shadows linger doesn’t mean you’re welcome to enter.”

Shadows whirled around Azriel, more pronounced in the light casted from the fireplace. If Eris didn’t know any better, they seemed agitated as well. Azriel didn’t move, save for his wings twitching.

He glared at Eris. “Rhys wants to know why you’ve ignored his summons.”

Eris scowled. “Rhys overestimates his importance. He also underestimates mine. I’m not his citizen to be summoned. Maybe he should start asking politely; requesting instead of demanding.” Eris slumped back in his seat and grinned. “He’s so used to ordering you around like a dog, he forgets what it’s like to actually communicate with someone of decent intelligence.”

Azriel stepped forward. Eris didn’t ignore the glance he casted to the roaring fireplace before focusing back on Eris.

“You’re the one who begged for an alliance.” Azriel emphasized the word beg just enough for Eris to notice. He didn’t react even if trousers felt slightly tighter. “If you wish for Rhys to honor it, I suggest you stop being an entitled bastard.”

“Did he send you?” Eris snapped in reply. “Or did you come on your own to waste my time? I assume it’s the latter since Rhysand is fully aware of the stipulations of our bargain.”

Azriel crossed his arms. Shadows slid to the carpet, and Eris watched them creep forward.

“Where is your bargain mark, anyway?” Azriel tilted his head.

“I don’t have one.” Eris felt the cool touch of a shadow circling around his ankle.

“Has to be somewhere your father won’t see it,” Azriel mused. Another shadow circled Eris’s other ankle. “Does he weld the knife himself? Or does he make his guards extract information from you while he watches?”

Both shadows slipped up his pant legs.

“Himself.” Eris answered honestly. Phantom pains from all the times he’d been questioned lurked in the back of his mind. “It’s strictly politics. You should know; Rhysand would rather bloody your hands than his own. At least my father is willing to do that part himself.” If that stung, Azriel didn’t show it. “Call back your shadows.”

Shadows slid down his legs again, slinking out his pants and back onto the carpet. His eyes lost track of where they went when they merged with the others.

“Inside your left thigh.” A hint of smirk graced his lips. “Of course it’s somewhere slutty.”

“Are we done?” Eris finally stood and straightened his jacket.

“Only if you want to be.”

There was sincerity in those Hazel eyes. An offer. It was nighttime. Besides some guards, no one else was up at this hour. Eris debated for a split second if he wanted to risk it.

“Not in this house,” Eris replied after a moment, more softer than he intended.

Azriel nodded slightly. “Rhys did send me. He was wondering if you were dead.”

Eris laughed, the hollowness of it evident. “My apologies then, for disappointing you both. All of Pyrthian will know if I die before my father. My brothers would make sure of it with their bragging.”

Eris could have sworn there was a scowl on the shadowsinger’s face before he stepped back, disappearing and taking his shadows with him.

***

Eris waited two days after Azriel’s visit to send Rhys a letter. The meeting in the moonstone palace three days after the response was just as tedious as he anticipated. There wasn’t much he didn’t already know. He knew from his correspondence with Jurian that Koschei sent a warning to Vassa. He knew already of the efforts with Day Court to research; Lucien told him of that weeks ago.

He didn’t like his brother being the one in talks with Helion but vocalizing it would draw suspicion none of them needed. The only surprise of the meeting was the presence of the middle Archeron sister, Elain. She sat silently beside Azriel, watching him. Eris waited until the end of the meeting to put his amber gaze towards her.

“You never explained why you’re here, little sister.” He loved the way she scowled at him and bristled at the sarcastic endearment. “Are you even still to be my little sister? I can never tell with the way you string him along.”

He heard a scratching of wood. Probably Feyre’s claws since she hissed at him. “Don’t speak to her like that.”

“Why not? We’ll be family eventually.”

He turned to Rhys and Feyre and he smirked at his correct assumption. He felt Azriel’s glare and a shadow slip around his ankle. He kicked out his foot, shooing it away. He then felt a claw against the wall of his mind. He mentally sighed and opened a crack in it. It was Rhys who spoke to him.

Why do you always cause problems? Elain is here for a reason.

What reason is that? I thought her sole job was to ensure Lucien stays tethered to your court.

Eris shut down his walls again when Rhys growled at him. He resisted the urge to roll his eyes. They always acted as if they were above court politics; like they weren’t playing games of their own. Eris leaned back in his seat, debating if he should just leave them to stew. But Elain kept her doe eyes focused on him. He stared back.

She whispered, “Autumn blooms wilt without the sun.” He furrowed his brows at her but she continued. “They weep for the lost fox and the slaughtered hounds. They weep for the sunlight.”

“Poetry?” He cut his eyes to Rhys and Feyre.

Elain continued and a chill went down his spine. “Only out of the shadows, will the beast rise. Autumn blooms make the path. If they falter the beast shall fall to the depths. The blooms will be set ablaze and burn to ash.” She blinked and looked at him like she was just now truly looking at him. “Kill your father before he kills you, Eris Vanserra.”

Realization settled over him. Eris’s eyes cut to Rhysand. A scratch in his mind told him Rhys was listening.

A fucking seer?

Or poetry. Rhys physically smirked at him. Heed her warning Eris. Time is running out.

***

Eris could have lit his entire guest room on fire with the rage welling in him. Of course Rhysand was hoarding Elain away from his brother, not only for his allegiance but also her powers. A fucking seer. There hadn’t been one in Prythian since before he was born.

He continued to pace the room, chewing on his nail while he thought. The other sister- the witch, she lost her powers. He never anticipated she’d accept his marriage proposal when he asked but he wished she had. A waste of power. He didn’t know how Nesta lost her powers- his informants heard whispers of Feyre nearly dying in childbirth and Nesta used her power to save her and the heir. Now Elain, with her own abilities, was at risk.

His informants also told him of how a certain shadowsinger was close to Elain. Too close. A flower pendant necklace purchased by him was telling enough. Probably an order from Rhysand to keep Elain occupied while putting just enough distance between her and his brother. It kept Lucien tied to Night Court without risking him taking Elain away. He scoffed loudly. Rhysand and his games, an annoyance to the world.

Eris stopped, dropping his hand when he smelt the air change. He waited and turned to the opening of the bathing chamber. There stood Azriel, his shadows a frenzy around him and making him look more dark and broody than usual. Eris slid his hands into his jacket pockets.

“And what do I owe for this visit, Azriel?”

Azriel walked up to him. Eris watched the shadows try and reach out to him when he stopped within arms reach.

“I told you to stop antagonizing Mor. I didn’t mean for you to start taking your shit out on Elain.”

“Does she know what you did in this room, Azriel? Does she know you rutted like a mindless beast atop her mate’s brother until we both came undone?” Eris sneered when a hand came around his throat. “You think I don’t know about that? You’re the one who pursues her knowing she’s mated. And knowing you like to fuck males. Don’t act angry about it now.”

“I’m sick of your fuckin mouth.” He squeezed before shoving him back by his throat. “You’re the one who begged for a lesser male to choke you. Choke you until you came from that alone.”

Eris coughed, stumbling back and throwing out his hands for balance. “I asked politely. That isn’t begging.”

“You asked because I told you to. You think you’re better than me but you’d get on your knees and choke on my cock if I pulled it out. Do you even like females? Is that why you left Mor to die?”

That was the wrong thing to say to him. Eris felt his temp rising and he set his arms ablaze with his magic.

“When will you brutes let that shit go?” Eris stalked up to Azriel, who took just as many steps back. “You found her, didn’t you? I smelt your fucking shadows even back then. I smelled them coming. If I took her, she would have been murdered by my father.” Eris let the rage blind him as he cornered Azriel against the wall. “I’m not the one who put a nail through her womb to make sure that bastard’s seed didn’t take. Stop blaming me for her father’s doings.”

He would have kept going if the smell of pure terror hadn’t reached his nose, snapping him out of his rage. He realized several things at once. Azriel was utterly still, wings tucked tight and eyes glazed over. Shadows covered his hands until they were no longer visible. Shadows also circled Eris’s arms as if they could suffocate the flames dancing on them. Eris shook out his magic and stepped back, shadows disappearing with the flames.

Eris always knew those scars on Azriel’s hands were from burns. He knew because he had burn scars of his own, just hidden. Azriel seemed to come back to himself but the shadows didn’t leave his hands. Eris glanced down at them.

“Who gave you those scars?”

Azriel slumped against the wall, wings drooping in a slump. He blinked a few times before responding. “My brothers. I try to not,” he shook his head. “I normally don’t let it bother me. But the way your magic,” he stopped again, like he might be ill if he opened his mouth.

“I won’t do it again,” Eris whispered.

The shadows eased away from Azriel’s hand and Eris grabbed his wrist. Azriel jolted but didn’t yank his arm away. Eris knew he shouldn’t but he traced the scarring with his other fingers while he held up Azriel’s hand with his own.

“For what it’s worth, I like your scars.” A confession he said so softly he wasn’t sure he even spoke it aloud. “What happened to your brothers? After they did this.”

Azriel snatched his hand away. “Nothing happened.” Eris cut his eyes to see Azriel scowling. “Don’t patronize me, Vanserra.”

“Wouldn’t dream of it.” Eris straightened his posture, clasping his hands behind his back. “Stay away from my brother’s mate and we’ll call it even.”

“Jealous?”

One of his shadows floated away and brushed against Eris’s cheek, wrapping around to file through his hair. Azriel’s eyes tracked it while he scowled. Eris pulled a hand from behind his back and lifted it. More shadows came and twirled around his fingers.

“Something tells me jealousy isn’t necessary.” Eris shook away the shadows. “You should go. Keir will be here and the last thing I need is him thinking I’m in good graces with Rhysand’s inner circle. Unless you plan on fighting me as a cover.”

Azriel rolled his eyes. “I don’t think Keir wants to smell how you react when I fight you.” Azriel then stepped back and slipped away into the shadows.

#azris fanfiction #azris #azriel shadowsinger #azriel #eris vanserra #eris acotar #acotar #from the shadows the beast will rise #y’all better know I care cause I posted this here AND on ao3 #I ain’t editing shit btw #an excuse for az to call eris slutty tbh

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