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thisblogisaboutabook · 2 months

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Rainy Season

Azriel x Reader

An angsty little one shot. Azriel’s mate is tired of being at the bottom of his list of priorities.

Update: Due to popular demand, this is being made into a series!

Part 2

The air’s getting heavy and we both know why

There was a time when an evening like this brought solace to my weary soul.

Azriel’s hand wrapped around my waist, caressing my stomach, pressing soft kisses to the juncture of my neck and shoulder. His hair tickling against my sensitive skin as we hid under blankets absorbing the incessant melody of drip, drop, drip, drop and the echoing pitter patter of rain drops hitting the roof. His warmth seeping right through to the coldest depths of my soul.

I’d turn around, pressing my bare breasts against his muscled chest. Our breath hitching as his sunburst eyes of brown, amber, and gold bore into mine, his soft lips whispering promises of forever.

Say that this storm is just passing through

But Azriel wasn’t here. He hadn’t been for 6 days, 23 hours, and 50 minutes now. It would have been laughable, comparing the past to now, if it weren’t so damned sad. In the beginning there’d been long, doting love notes with risqué quips regarding his intentions upon coming home, little gifts that he couldn’t resist bringing back from his travels, and the stolen hours where he’d sneak in a visit during the intermittent downtime on his missions. As a realist, I knew that it was not sustainable long-term but relished in it as the gift it was. Newly formed, passionate love that exceeded anything I had ever imagined upon finding my cauldron-blessed mate.

As the years went on I understood when the love notes became briefs and the thoughtful gifts became pecks on the cheek as he hurried through the door to exchange his leathers for clean ones, wipe down his weapons, and rest before his next mission. But time went on, as is inevitable, and distant were the memories of stolen moments away from missions, the desperate caress of his hands roaming my body as if he couldn’t quite believe I was fully corporeal before him - needing to touch me to reassure him that this was real. Now the touches were detached, perfunctory, another task on his never-ending to-do list.

Drop after drop we’re destroying this house and eachother.

The boiling point had been simmering for a while, left on the fire with reassurances of “Things are just busy right now”, “It’ll slow down soon”, “I would stay if I could, love. You know I would. I have no choice.”

But we both knew all too well that there was always a choice. There were times when Rhys let it slip that Azriel had volunteered for missions that his other spies were perfectly suited for, times when all I wanted in the world was to be curled up and listening to the rain with my mate.

Missions became tasks with the Valkyries, “chaperoning” Cassian and Nesta, and emotionally supporting the lovely doe-eyed fawn - Elain - who was the delicate cherry blossom of spring opposite of my wild summertime storm.

It wasn’t her fault. The trauma inflicted upon her, the loss of autonomy that came with being thrown into the cauldron and having her mortality stripped away without her say. The powers she never asked for overwhelming her senses. Hell, maybe it wasn’t Azriel’s fault for responding to the traumas of his past and the need to overcompensate for every ounce of blood he’s drawn by saving anything and everything that needed rescuing.

The problem lay with the fact that where Elain is a “seer”, my ability to “sense” when things are amiss was strong and Azriel’s intentions with her were becoming blurred. Feelings of lust had become more frequent down the bond along with flutters of joy and adoration. When it began I thought maybe things would look up in our relationship - he was missing me, fisting his cock to fantasies of taking me over and over when he returned home - but he only became more distant. He’d return more often than not smelling of jasmine and honey. The strength of the scent coating him correlating with the increase in enamored feelings slipping through the bond.

Six days ago when I’d asked him to skip out on training with Cassian and Nesta and whatever it was he and Elain would do - that was when the thunder clapped and the sky opened. “I can’t just stay home and cater to you all the time. I have duties to this court. Why can’t you find a hobby to occupy your time? Nesta reads and trains with the Valkyries, Feyre paints, Elain gardens and she evens bakes! Why can’t you be more like-“

He caught himself too late, immediately reaching out to place a gentle hand on my shoulder and apologize but it was too late for that.

Please, make it stop

It wasn’t that I wasn’t a forgiving or understanding person. i appreciated his dedication to his court and family and those in need but…

“Why can’t I be more like what? You can stop mid-sentence but you already said it all.” I looked down, shaking my head as silver lined my eyes. Gods, I hate that I’m an angry crier. “You want to know why I can’t be more like Elain in your eyes, Azriel? Because I exist in your fucking blind spot! I have been helping Feyre AT the studio, volunteering at a food pantry in Velaris, and teaching self-defense classes to women and children at the park but you wouldn’t know because you never ask me what I’ve been up to while you’re gone.”

He started to speak but I wasn’t finished. “The reason I cannot be more like Elain, or Feyre, or Nesta is because I’m none of them. I am ME. And you know what? I like me. I don’t want to be anybody else.” Trying and failing miserably to hold my head high I pathetically fell to my knees, shuddering as tears of rage flowed freely.

Warmth enveloped me as Azriel knelt down to soothe my quaking form. I let him if only because I didn’t have the composure to tell him otherwise as he began pressing kisses to my forehead. “I’m so sorry. I have been a terrible mate. I love all that you are- I- I’ll stop with Elain. She’s doing much better and Nuala and Cerridwen can keep an eye on her, so can Rhys and Cassian, and her sisters. It will be okay.”

That consolation attempt only drove the blade of bitterness deeper into my heart. Elain had so many in her corner and who did I have anymore? My chronically absent mate? The family I left behind to move to Velaris with Azriel? There was nobody close by.

“I think you should leave.” I sobbed out.

Azriel ignored the shaky command, continuing to hold me. Fuck - is this what it took for him to notice me? Breaking my heart so he could stitch it back up again?

“Azriel.” I stated firmly.

He met my eyes.

“You should leave.”

His look grew puzzled. “I thought you wanted me to stay - to spend time together? Please, Y/N. Let me make this better.”

“I need space. Give me one week.”

“But-“

“One. Week.”

Azriel’s shoulders slumped, head hanging low for several minutes before realizing that my decision was firm.

“I love you.” He said before heading out the door.

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Like clockwork as 7 days, 0 hours, and 1 minute were up, the front door to our home opened and Azriel’s footsteps padded in behind me, my gaze remaining fixated on the rain falling outside the window. A lump formed in my throat as I avoided turning to meet his gaze.

So dance one more dance and tell one more lie.

Azriel stepped around me, wordlessly extending a hand, patiently waiting as I avoided his gaze a moment longer before taking it. His shadows began humming faintly, increasing their melody and reaching a crescendo as Azriel began dancing with me through the room.

Say that you love me even if it’s not true

I let myself melt into the warmth of his chest. The thick air remained heavy upon my soul but I could have this. I could let myself enjoy this moment.

We wordlessly danced through the room in the soft glow of the fae lights.

We made our way through the hall into our shared bed that had become so neglected.

“I love you, Y/N.” he murmured as he laid me down, stripped bare underneath him.

“I love you too, Azriel.”

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Wish I could just say it and words were enough to keep you from being the one giving up.

The middle of the night left me restless as he lay soundly asleep beside me. My senses tugged me toward his bag that he’d discarded at the entryway. I brought out his dirty clothes from the week only to be greeted with the fresh scent of jasmine and honey.

Like the sky letting go for no reason

I packed my essentials and voyaged out into the pouring rain. Its patter on my skin washing away the salty tears streaming down my face. Following my senses to where the love was true back to my Summer Court home, my family. As free as a summer storm.

It's just the rainy season.

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A/n - I know there are plenty of Azriel x Reader and Elain fics out there. It was rainy and dreary here yesterday and this song was in my head for the first time in like 10 years so…. I wrote this.

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she-wears-glasses · 10 months

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I Wish to Make You Feel Wanted

I wish to make you feel

wanted.

You give me the impression that

you take care of

everyone.

You make your family feel special, and you give

your friends a good smile.

However I keep wondering

who's making you laugh and forget about life's stressors?

I always want to make you

smile, and

I have a need to help you.

I know you can do everything yourself,

I just want you to know that

you don't have to do

everything alone.

I wish to make you feel

wanted.

I wish to hold your hand,

call you mine,

and never

let you forget

how I feel about you

and how much

you mean to me.

I'm sure you've got plenty of women who have the same

secret wishes as I do;

but

I still want you to know that

I wish to make you feel

wanted.

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kelcemenow · 10 months

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Feelings.

Pairing Travis Kelce x Reader

Words 2047

Warnings Fluff, smut and strong language.

I love the idea of a fic inspired by a song. I've read loads but I've never done one myself. I hope I've delivered what you were hoping for! "HI :))) I hope everything is well!! I wanted to make a request to the song Feelings - Hunter Hayes 👀👀. Like this is how Travis feels about the reader. Thank you so much!! ❤️❤️"

Can I be honest? Nothing feels the way it did When we started, oh, no You used to be harmless, no risk and no commitment You used to be guarded, but no

"Are you free tonight?"

You glanced to Travis, whose eyes were focused on the road ahead.

"Why?" You said with a smile, "You wanna take me out?"

Travis' mouth moved into a half-grin. He licked his lips and gripped the steering wheel, "Do you want me to take you out?"

You shuffled in your seat, "Do you want me to want you to take me out?"

Travis lowered his eyebrows quickly and shot you a look, "What?"

You giggled, "Well, we could either go and grab something to eat and then head back to your place. Or we could go and see a movie and then head back to your place. Or we could just skip all of that and go straight there now and stay in bed...all night." You placed your hand on his thigh, slowly creeping your fingers upwards.

Travis noted your hand placement and sighed, "Come on, we've got all of the time in the world for that."

You paused and leaned slightly closer to him, "Is everything okay?"

Travis twisted his mouth, "Yeah, of course. I just...I was kinda looking forward to taking you out on a real date. We've been doing this...no strings, no commitment thing for a few months now."

You squeezed your hand that was still resting on his leg, "Yeah?"

"And I just think...I don't know." He shook his head.

You frowned, "Do you want to stop?"

Travis turned the wheel of the car, driving into a small parking lot overlooking a nearby park. He secured the car and took hold of your hands.

"That's not what I mean. Look, I'm having so much fun with you but do you ever think that it could be anything more that just fun? Like, it felt different at the start, you know? But lately, I don't know, I just feel like we could actually have something...more. I mean come on, I've met your Mom. You broke your first rule of this friends-with-benefits situation."

You rolled your eyes and laughed, "Travis, what are you saying?"

He stared into your eyes for a moment, breathing deeply, before blinking and turning back to the steering wheel, "It doesn't matter, forget I ever said anything."

Baby, you've been at my place for seven nights and seven days Lookin' pretty comfortable for someone who needs space

You stared up at the ceiling with tired eyes, a thin white sheet covering yours and Travis' naked bodies. His hand was resting on the pillow above your head, slowly entangling itself in your hair.

Travis watched you as your chest rose and fell lightly, the morning light making your skin glow. He moved closer to you and pressed his lips onto your bare shoulder. You smiled and turned your head to face him, butterflies rushing to your stomach. He lightly kissed your nose whilst continuing to stroke your hair, desperately to trying to find the right words.

This ain't in my head 'cause you're in my bed Say it, but I don't believe it, like you don't do feelings Yeah, leave me, but I bet this ain't over yet Tell me, what the hell we're feeling if you don't do feelings?

Your hands pushed into Travis' chest as you ground into him. Your breaths were loud and forced, moans escaping your lips occasionally. Travis watched you intently, enjoying his view of you riding him, bringing yourself closer to your orgasm. He reached up and took hold of your breasts in each hand, his thumb rolling over your nipples. Your eyes rolled back into your head as you leaned forward slightly, his cock pushing into you deeper. Travis' hands ran up towards the sides of your head, pulling you down to lay sloppy kisses on your mouth. You allowed his tongue to explore yours and your groans became muffled.

Travis bucked his hips upwards, causing you to squeal with surprise. He grasped your wrists behind your back, holding them tight and pounded into you with impressive speed. You squeezed your eyes closed and screamed with pleasure, your head shaking with the movement.

You felt an intense tightness in your core begin to build up, your pussy throbbing and pulsating. Just as you were about to succumb to your orgasm, Travis quickly flipped you onto your back, holding your body tightly with his strong arms. You stared up into his eyes and he resumed his thrusting, slightly slower this time, and began laying kisses on your pink, swollen lips. You had assumed that your climax would have faded with his change of pace but it grew even further instead. Your muscles contracted and quickly relaxed as a gentle tingling sensation covered your body. You held on tightly to Travis and your growing pleasure, wanting it to last forever.

In that moment, Travis thought you had never looked more beautiful. A feverish heat of passion crept up on him and he slowed his thrusts even more, desperate to feel every motion.

You looked up at him, snaking your hands under his armpits and digging your nails into his shoulders. He hissed at the sharp sensation, creasing his eyes. His rhythm grew unpredictable, signalling his nearing climax and you responded by throwing your head back. Travis latched his lips onto your neck, trailing sloppy kisses down towards your collarbone. His grip around your waist tensed slightly and you felt his hips between your legs stutter. He stiffened his upper body and let out a guttural moan as he released into you, filling you with his cum.

Travis collapsed lightly onto you, reaching up to cup the side of your face. You smiled at him, trying to steady your breaths. Travis stayed inside of you for a few minutes, allowing you both to slowly come down from your highs. He watched your eyes flutter closed as you fully relaxed in his arms, complete contentment overwhelming him.

I know, I know you feel it Don't say you don't do feelings

"Travis, I don't exactly have time for this." You quickly grabbed your bag, hopping on one foot to get your shoes on.

He handed you your jacket, "I know, but we do need to talk about it at some point."

You took a few steps closer to him and took your jacket from his hands, "I was under the impression that we were happy with things the way they were? You know, we..." You moved your hand back and forth between the pair of you, "...work because we're on the same wavelength. No strings, no commitment, no feelings, yeah?"

Travis nodded sharply, "Yes, ma'am."

You rolled your eyes, "Don't start with that, big guy."

You wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him slowly. His big hands held your waist tenderly, fully immersed in the kiss.

As you pulled away, you winked, "I'll see you later."

He watched you leave, closing the door behind you and the house instantly felt empty. Travis stood rooted to the spot for a moment, surrounded by your lingering perfume. With a sigh, he dropped onto the nearby couch, letting his head fall back heavily.

It feels like a mood ring, ever-changing in the heat of things You've been doing with me You're good at confusing, I'm just as good at melting for how You've been moving on me

"You coming over tonight?"

He could hear your heels clattering against the sidewalk down the phone, "I'm going on that date, remember?"

His heart sank a little. He knew about the date, but something deep down inside of him was hoping you'd have taken a rain check to hang out with him.

"I'm almost there, but if he turns out to be a complete wacko, I'll call you to rescue me."

Travis laughed, although hurt a little, "Oh, I see. So, I'm your second choice in case your date doesn't go well?"

"You know that's not true. You'll always be my first choice." He heard a giggle in your voice. "But I need to keep my Mom off of the scent. She keeps asking if that 'tall, handsome football player' is my boyfriend yet."

Travis smiled at the thought of being your boyfriend. His mind wandered to doing all of the things you did anyway, but as a couple.

"Oh, shoot. I think that's him. I gotta go, bye babe!"

He hung up the call, gripping the phone and bringing it to his forehead. He had wanted to ask you out properly for around a month now, but you had always chimed in first, talking about how much you liked the situation as it was. In Travis' mind, having you in any capacity was enough for him. And if he was completely honest with himself, he was scared of pushing the subject and losing you completely.

Travis paced his house, trying to find something to keep him occupied but his mind was filled with thoughts of you.

After an agonising hour of waiting around, your name and a cute selfie of you both flashed on his screen. He leapt from the couch, reaching for the phone and answering it almost immediately.

"Hey?"

"Grt me rrt of hee."

Travis narrowed his eyes, "What?"

You spoke louder but still through gritted teeth, "Get me rrt of hee."

"Get you what?"

"Get me out of here! Get me out of here!" You said hysterically.

Travis paced, trying to find his car keys, "O-oh...right. I'm coming now, I'll be right there."

You lowered your voice and held the phone close to your mouth as you hissed, "He is a creep and a jackass and I honestly can't stand to be anywhere near him for much longer."

Travis puffed his chest out, suddenly feeling like your knight in shining armour, "Don't worry, I'm coming."

"You'll be saying that again later."

Travis could hear the mischief in your voice and his cock twitched instinctively. He held the car keys in his hand, smiling into the phone.

"Only if you're a good girl."

Baby, I've been waking up to holding you for seven days You say no strings attached because I know you love a chase

With a deep content breath, Travis opened his eyes and then immediately squinted them against the morning sun. You were tightly curled into his torso, his toned arms holding you close. Your soft breaths tickled his chest hair and he smiled down at you, breathing in your familiar scent.

You stirred slightly in your sleep and Travis held you closer.

"Mmmm, Travis." You said, sleepily.

Travis moved his head to catch a glimpse of your face to see if you had awoken but he noticed that your eyes were still closed.

"I'm here, baby." He whispered.

"Always here for me. I love that." You murmured.

I know, I know you feel it Don't say you don't do feelings

Travis moistened his dry lips and clasped his hands together. He rocked back and forth on his heels, awkwardly. You were stood in front of him, impatiently waiting.

"Well, spit it out?" You laughed.

Travis looked down at his feet, nervously.

You widened your eyes, "Travis? You said you needed to tell me something but so far all you've done is-"

"I'm in love with you."

Your jaw dropped open a little and your words got caught in your throat. You listened to Travis, your hands beginning to go numb and your cheeks burning.

"I am. I can't lie anymore and say that I'm happy with just having a bit of fun with you. I want more and I know you do too."

You swallowed hard, desperately trying to take control of your emotions.

"I know you feel something more. There's feelings there, Y/N and fuck, I have the strongest feelings for you." He held his hands up, "I love you. There...I've said what I wanted to say."

Your bottom lip quivered slightly and the heat from your cheeks travelled down to your chest. You took a few short breaths before you choked back growing tears and ran towards Travis, throwing your arms around his neck.

"I love you too, Travis."

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Well, I enjoyed that one! I'm so shocked that my little writing space is growing bit by bit everyday! I honestly set this up as a way to get the ideas out of my head and onto 'paper' and I had no idea that anyone would enjoy reading them! You're all the best! I'm still taking requests and as always, if you want to be included in my Taglist for future fics, just let me know! Also, I promise that I'm getting to the fourth and final chapter of Birthday Suit, I'm just having a bit of an argument with myself about it!

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alexlesuagz · 1 year

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Criminal Case fanfic ideas (because IDK, I’m bored)

[Possible spoilers for all 8 seasons]

{S5} Prequelfic where Amir realizes he’s gay and confides in Rupert about it.

{S5} Rupert having an ace awakening (because yes, I headcanon him as ace) and being extremely confused about his feelings, so he confides in Amir about it. (No seggs, only tea, amirite)

{S3} [TW: SA] Jack finally gaining the courage to tell Lars about Lavinia DeBrils SA’ing him.

{S1} How Chad Whickman and Rose Cassidy first met (because goddamnit, they deserved better).

{S1} AU where Chad managed to calm Joe Stern down, not die, and get the job.

{S2} [TW: Abuse] A day in the life of Duncan Young, living with his mother and sister and having to deal with her emotional abuse.

{S1} Adam Bentley talking with his foster brother at his grave.

{S1} The aftermath of Julian Ramis’s arrest from the perspective of Julian’s parents.

{S2} [TW: Homophobia] The end of Zack and Becky’s friendship.

{S5} James Savage first meets Carter Hayes.

{S4} How Timmy and Bridget Baker first became friends.

{S5} [TW: Implied Sewerslide] Rene Narcisse’s words almost push Julian over the edge until the player and Gabriel show up.

{S2} [TW: Murder] A young Yann Toussaint has an argument with his parents and storms off. That would end up being the biggest mistake of his life.

{S5} Jones accidentally stumbles upon Zoe suddenly using telekinesis.

{S2} [TW: Cults, PTSD, and Implied Abuse] Not even Russell is safe from flashbacks, and surprisingly, the one who helps him out of a PTSD-induced panic attack is Frank.

{S4} The events of Vittorio Cappechi’s murder from Seamus’s point of view.

{S6} One of Amy’s therapy sessions with Marina following Nebet’s betrayal.

{S6} Sirius wonders why Orlando constantly ignores him, so he decides to ask. It doesn’t really go well.

{S6} Sequelfic(?) where Tony meets the player during S1 and tries to recall why they seem so familiar.

{S3} Baxter Fraser goes to therapy.

{S3} AU where Obaasan (IDK how to spell it, sorry) is found dead and Tsukada Hiroshi is alive because he killed her.

{S7} An apology note Dolores wrote to Gwen before her demise.

{S7} Inspired by @katrinahood , a crackshipfic between James Savage and Sam Ellis.

{S5} Crackshipfic between brunette bastard Louis Leroux and Joe Warren.

{S8} Jones and the player bond and catch up after 3 years.

{S8} Hugo Mercier giving love advice to Carrie.

{S5} Jones copes with Tony Marconi’s death.

{S8} Hugo and Jones bond over similar experiences.

{S5} [TW: Sewerslide] Gabriel and Jones talk after Jones’s attempt.

{S2} One of Jupiter’s letters to Russell, apologizing for being a shit dad.

{S5} Jones, Zoe, Alex and Cathy have a double date.

{S7} Larry Zarus goes on a car ride with his friend and business partner, Bernie. Next thing he knows, he’s waking up in a coffin. His own coffin.

{S4} Charlie reveals that he can’t slow dance for the life of him. Maddie decides to teach him.

{S2} [TW: Abuse] Frank confronts Miriam Young about her shit parenting.

{S2} [TW: Abuse] Duncan confronts his mother about her shit parenting. It goes as well as you’d expect.

{S2} [TW: Abuse and Death] The day the Young siblings’ father died was a hellish day indeed.

{S5} [TW: Underage Drug Use] Julian and Vicki smoke weed together and have a chat about life.

{S7} Dolores tries to figure out a way to apologize to Gwen.

{S7} Arthur Darkwood never really enjoyed the small things in life, and he never noticed until he spent time with the Supernatural Hunters.

{S5} Jones is lowkey kinda lonely, so Ramirez decides to set him up on a blind date to cheer him up. Unbeknownst to Ramirez, Jones’ blind date was one of his old college acquaintances — Zoe Kusama.

{S6} The “Altered Present” Arc, but Lars is in it for some reason.

{S7} Zander Stark and Danny Kwame were queerplatonic bros, change my mind— (I hc Zander as bisexual and Danny as omniromantic asexual)

{S8} Cody reminisces on his failed relationship with Eleanora.

{S8} Prequelfic where Jean-Phillipe slow dances with Marguerite.

{S5} After skipping the trial of Rosamund Wilcox, Julian runs into Chelsea Bloom and they have a chat.

{S7} Human AU where Arthur and Reggie decide to have some “brother bonding time”, so they go to a local art museum. Things don’t go well.

{S4} Seamus makes eye contact with Giulietta at Mr. Alastor’s party.

{S2} A series of noteworthy recorded conversations between Bobby Prince and his therapist over the span of a year.

{S3} 5 times Jonah tries to smile and the first time Marina makes him smile.

{S3} [TW: Kidnapping, Torture, and PTSD] Elliot claims that he’s moved on past the whole “Anbu Devanesan” thing. He has not.

{S6} Serap and Roxelana’s love story, starting from their first meet.

{S6} Noah Lowe gets some advice from Ian Devine about love and life and shit (also, Noah lives in this fanfic concept, because bro deserves better).

{S7} AU where Rathimael lives, Arthur lives, and they live a peaceful life together in a small lakeside cottage on the outskirts of Michigan.

{S2} “What happened to the Francis I loved and cared about deeply?!” “He’s dead, and I killed him a long time ago.”

{S2} Bobby Prince’s last thoughts were about the idyllic life he would live with Amy via the virtual reality. (This was inspired by Bojack Horseman btw) (No I do not like Bobby Prince)

{S5} [TW: Attempted Murder] AU where Zoe survives Louis’s attempt on her life.

{S3} [TW: Implied Abuse] Michelle Zuria’s traumatic childhood at the hands of her nanny.

{S5} [TW: Sewerslide] AU where Jones decides to go home after Leroux is arrested, and the player decides to accompany him. Possible alternate endings available.

{S7} Fabien de la Mort chills out and asks Gwen for advice on how to properly swoon a certain someone (*cough*, Luke Fernandez, *cough cough*)

{S7} [TW: Murder] Ruth Wu’s final moments were in utter agony. (Deserved tbh)

{S4} [TW: Murder] Elias Willingham pays local pimp Kristopher Bauer for information about his missing daughter. Like many moments in the Criminal Case universe, things do not end well.

{S7} AU where Arthur Darkwood survives the events of S7 and decides to join the Supernatural Hunters.

{S2} Anjulie Cruz breaks up with Bobby and remembers all the red flags he showed while they were dating.

{S1} AU for “The Rorscach Reaper” where Ramirez arrives just in time to arrest Tess — but too late to save the player.

{S5} Canon divergence after Zoe’s arrest when Jones confronts Marconi and breaks down. Marconi talks him out of doing anything foolish and the two of them just talk while lying down on the grass.

{S7} Arthur never really had a family (besides Reggie, but we don’t talk about Reggie) due to being a demon. One of the Supernatural Hunters (probably Hope Newman) makes an offhand comment about how he’s family to them. (Bro deserved better imo)

{S5} [TW: Attempted Murder] AU where Nathan manages to regain consciousness just before Kit pulls out the snake.

{S6} Series of transcripts from Marina’s therapy sessions with different Criminal Case characters, including Jack, Amy, Jones, Chief Arrow, and Arthur Darkwood.

{S5} Prequelfic where Joe Warren meets his new college roommate, Louis Leroux.

{S2} After the events of “Once Upon a Crime”, Frank decides to call his daughter to tell her what happened.

{S5} [TW: Sewerslide] Either Alex, Grace, or Ramirez get the call about Jones’ attempt on his own life.

(I’m perfectly fine with y’all using these, just please ask first and credit me!)

#criminal case #criminal case grimsborough #criminal case pacific bay #criminal case save the world #criminal case mysteries of the past #criminal case the conspiracy #criminal case travel in time #criminal case supernatural investigations #criminal case city of romance #david jeremiah jones

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What songs remind you of Oliver and Sarah? Either as a ship or their individual characters? If you don’t mind me asking

I am so sorry for how long it took me to answer your question. The last couple of weeks have been crazy.

Yes, so many 😉 most are for both since they are very similar in character and their stories and demons are pretty much a reflection of the other, at least in my opinion.

Canarrow:

The songs

Gang Gang - Nova Rockafella,

Ghost - Tom MacDonald,

Army - Ellie Goulding,

Always remember us this way - Lady Gaga,

Rewrite the Stars - Anne-Marie & James Arthur,

Parachute - Ingrid Michaelson,

Him & I - G-Eazy & Halsey,

Kill for you - Eminem & Skylar Grey,

Remind me - Brad Paisley feat. Carrie Underwood,

I want Crazy - Hunter Hayes,

Secret love - Little Mix,

Can't say no - Rae Garvey,

Wild Love - Rae Garvey,

The Only One & Don't give me those eyes - James Blunt,

Oath - Cher Lloyd feat. Becky G,

Freunde - Pur,

Backup & New Day - Lunik,

Can you hold me - NF feat. Britt Nicole,

Mirror - Justin Timberlake,

Mein Mädchen - Fler

Sweeter than fiction - Taylor Swift

Us against the world - Westlife

Lullaby - Nickelback,

Lucky ones - Lana del Rey,

Heaven - Gotthard,

are just a handful that make me think of them as a couple or friends.

Leave a light on - Tom Walker,

Paralyzed - NF,

Battle Scars - Guy Sebastion feat. Lupe Fiasco and most songs from Soldier Hard or Icon for Hire remind me of Oliver and some Sara too.

Oliver:

Just a man & I can't sleep - Tom MacDonald,

Difficult & Going through Changes - Eminem,

Astronaut - Simple Plan,

Comfortably Numb - Roger Waters,

Numb - Linkin Park,

The coldest night & Traces of sadness - Vanilla Ninja

These are mostly for both of them:

Happy hurts - Icon for Hire,

Triggers - Soldier Hard,

Mansion - NF,

Outside the Wall - Pink Floyd

Sara:

Chasing Twisters - Delta Rae,

Skin - Sixx A.M.

Those are the ones that just came to mind but there are so many more I missed for sure, lol. Some of these might have inspired a story or two ;)

Do you have songs that make you think of them?

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The Sing-Off, s.4 ep.7 — Finale

And then there were three. But in the spirit of the holiday season, the show brought back all ten groups for one last hurrah. Most of this episode feels more like an old school variety show than a competition, but the individual performances from the three finalists are all excellent.

Group opener

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It can be easy in the modern world to discount the impact that art has on people's lives. But in times of difficulty, we often turn to music for comfort and inspiration. If this version of Michael Jackson's classic anthem doesn't stir something inside you, I don't know what else to say.

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title: Man in the Mirror

original performer: Michael Jackson

written by: Glen Ballard & Siedah Garrett

arranged by: The Sing-Off arrangers

air date: 23 December 2013

My favorite bits:

the gradual layering and building of complexity throughout the arrangement

featuring a few more soloists than previous opening numbers

the eliminated groups entering the upper stage-side boxes and from the audience aisles just in time for the big key change

alternating Emoni's gorgeous riffs and Austin's high "woo"s over the full chorus

ending the season as it began, with everyone together, and a well deserved standing ovation

Trivia:

Austin from Home Free was sick in the final days of the competition, and ended up whistling his vocal parts during rehearsals to preserve his singing voice for filming.

VoicePlay recorded their own version of this song eight years later, which ended up being their send-off video for J.None.

Order of performances

Nick Lachey & Jewel — "It Had To Be You"

AcoUstiKats — "Jingle Bell Rock" bumper

Ten & Shawn Stockman — "Joyful, Joyful" from Sister Act 2

Street Corner Renaissance — "White Christmas" bumper

The Filharmonic — "We Wish You a Merry Christmas" bumper

Pentatonix — "I Need Your Love" by Calvin Harris, feat. Ellie Goulding

Calle Sol — "Feliz Navidad" bumper

Home Free — "I Want Crazy" by Hunter Hayes

98 Degrees — "I'll Be Home For Christmas" by Bing Crosby

Princeton Footnotes — "Deck the Halls" bumper

Vocal Rush & Ben Folds — "Peace on Earth / Little Drummer Boy" by David Bowie & Bing Crosby

Element — "Rockin' Around the Christmas Tree" bumper

VoicePlay — "Jingle Bells" bumper

Ten — "Love On Top" by Beyoncé

Home Free & Jewel — "Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas" from Meet Me In St. Louis

a cappella 101 tutorial

five eliminated groups with Pat Benetar & Neil Giraldo — "We Belong"

Vocal Rush — "Roar" by Katy Perry

VoicePlay performance

[h/t to voiceplay_randomnness on IG for archiving this clip]

Give these guys forty seconds and a chance to riff on a classic song, and they'll give you three different musical genres that will all have you grooving in your seat.

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title: Jingle Bells (commercial bumper)

original song: traditional American carol, first published as "The One Horse Open Sleigh" (1857)

written by: James Lord Pierpont

arranged by: VoicePlay

air date: 23 December 2013

My favorite bits:

staying true to their name by playing with the beats and harmonies

their outfits — The wardrobe department clearly had so much fun dressing them for every episode, and this is no exception.

Trivia:

VoicePlay have never recorded a traditional version of this song, but they've done two mashups that include it – "Bollywood Jingle Bells" on their 2012 holiday album "Peppermint Winter", and "Mission: Jingle Bells" as a promotional tie-in for the home media release of "Mission Impossible: Fallout" in 2018.

A Cappella 101 segment

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Nick and the other judges may have poked fun at Ben for his vocabulary, but music does have a lot of specific technical terminology and jargon. (Props to Chris Rupp for actually offering one serious answer among the jokes.) A little wordplay never hurt anybody, though.

Tour announcement

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I couldn't find a clip from the broadcast episode, but this promo video seems pretty legitimate.

Group performance

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If there was one consistent theme for the whole season, it could be expressed by one line from this song: "We belong together." Dozens of talented singers coming together to create beautiful harmonies and rhythms are sure to brighten someone's day. This performance certainly puts a smile on my face.

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title: We Belong

original performer: Pat Benetar

written by: David Eric Lowen & Dan Navarro

arranged by: The Sing-Off arrangers

air date: 23 December 2013

My favorite bits:

all five groups starting with traditional a cappella phonations that replicate instrumental sounds

building to a powerful backing chorus

the percussive stomping and clapping in the final section

everybody leaning in for hugs at the end

Trivia:

VoicePlay were a little starstruck performing with one of the biggest pop stars of their childhoods.

Several of the competitors joked on social media during the broadcast about Neil Giraldo bringing an instrument into an explicitly a cappella show.

And the winner is…

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Congratulations, Home Free!

With VoicePlay mostly being in the boxes or in the middle of big groups for this episode, we didn't get a great look at their full outfits, which is a shame. Luckily, they uploaded a bunch of backstage photos to their Facebook page.

VoicePlay's stalwart sound guy Paul and his mom were in the audience for the finale.

Vocal Rush's videographer shot some wandering videos of the post-finale party with competitors and crew members, as well as some friends and family. VoicePlay can be seen mostly in the background of the second video.

#VoicePlay #Honey Larochelle #The Sing-Off #season 4 #live performance #a cappella #music #video #Pat Benetar #long post

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theghostandthewidow · 2 years

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Songs to Inspire Writing Sad Stories

Just some bullet points of songs that inspire me to write some sad/angsty stories! Hope this helps! I would love to see if any of these songs inspire you, please tag me in your stories and I would love to read them!

Let me know if you need the link to a spotify playlist!

DVD menu - Phoebe Bridgers

Sleep Thru Ur Alarms - Lontalius

Truce - Twenty One Pilots

Ghost - Halsey

July - Noah Cyrus

Shadow Preachers - Zella Day

Little Moth - Chloe Moriondo

Let Go (acoustic) - Dean Lewis

I miss you, I’m sorry - Gracie Abrams

I Don’t Want To Lose You - Luca Fogale

Amen - Amber Run

Liability - Lorde

Demi Moore - Phoebe Bridgers

Dear God - Hunter Hayes

Drop Dead - Holly Humberstone

Half A Man - Dean Lewis

Would You Rather - Phoebe Bridgers

Bedroom Ceiling - Sody

Don’t Hold Me - Dean Lewis

Keep On - Sasha Alex Sloan

Iris - Kina Grannis

Older Than I Am - Lennon Stella

IDK You Yet - Alexander 23

Half Light - BANNERS

Killer - Phoebe Bridgers

I Can’t Carry This Anymore - Anson Seabra

One Day - Tate McRae

Six Feet Under - Billie Eilish

Stone Cold - Demi Lovato

I Lost Myself - Munn

Its Ok - Tom Rosenthal

Giving In (acoustic) - Iris

Heaven is a Place - Amber Run

Punisher - Phoebe Bridgers

Be Alright - Dean Lewis

Oblivion - Bastille

Lights Are On - Tom Rosenthal

Lost On You - Lewis Capaldi

Ghost of You - 5 Seconds of Summer

Arcade (acoustic) - Duncan Laurence

Dancing With Your Ghost - Sasha Alex Sloan

ICU - Phoebe Bridgers

When The Party’s Over - Billie Eilish

Where’s My Love - SYML

Hold Of Me - Dean Lewis

Enough For You - Olivia Rodrigo

idontwannabeyouanymore - Billie Eilish

Hold Me While You Wait - Lewis Capaldi

Home - Catie Turner

State Lines - Novo Amor

These Four Walls - Little Mix

Too Sad To Cry - Sasha Alex Sloan

The Archer - Taylor Swift

Forever - Lewis Capaldi

7 Minutes - Dean Lewis

From the Dining Table - Harry Styles

Burned Out - dodie

All We Do - Oh Wonder

DNA - Lia Marie Johnson

Lung - Vancouver Sleep Clinic

Chinese Satelite - Phoebe Bridgers

Mothers - Daughter

You’ll Be Okay - Michael Schulte

Hurt For Me - SYML

Today Has Been OK - Sleeping At Last

Sorry - Halsey

Lookalike - Conan Gray

You Are a Memory - Message To Bears

Robin Hood - Anson Seabra

Barbies - P!nk

Turn Your Face - Little Mix

Dying in LA - Panic! At The Disco

Atlantis - Seafret

You Missed My Heart - Phoebe Bridgers

Silhouette - Aquilo

Warrior - Demi Lovato

The End Of Love - Florence & The Machine

Dynamite - Sigrid

Barcelona - Rob Giles

Head Above Water - Olive James

Waves - Dean Lewis

Salvation - Gabrielle Aplin

Devil in Me - Halsey

Are You With Me - Nilu

Better - SYML

Someone To Stay - Vancouver Sleep Clinic

River of Tears - Alessia Cara

Touch - Sleeping At Last

Sick of Losing Soulmates - dodie

Only - RY X

June - Florence & The Machine

Hide & Seek - Amber Run

Green - Cavetown

Halloween - Phoebe Bridgers

Irrelevant - Lauren Aquilina

Little Girl - Christina Grimmie

Leave The City - Twenty One Pilots

i love you - Billie Eilish

The Last Time (Taylors Version) - Taylor Swift

Addict With A Pen - Twenty One Pilots

Happiness - Taylor Swift

Somebody Else - The 1975

Shallows - Daughter

Wait - M83

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circa-specturgia · 2 years

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🎶✨when u get this, list 5 songs u like to listen to, publish. then, send this ask to 10 of your favorite followers 🎶✨ 😘

@bloodlessheirbyjacques :D

Part II of answering these asks, they’re fun! For this one I’m gonna go with mostly just songs I use to inspire/have inspired action scenes or scenes with high stakes! Five for each WIP, hope y’all like em! ✨

Circa Specturgia

Burn - 2Wei, Edda Hayes - Cause I gotta write that scene I mentioned sometime soon, it’s been plaguing me for a while and a recent listen has given me even MORE ideas for it that add to the context of his spiral…

HVY MTL DRMR - Des Rocs - Another scene I’ve got to write, with Mask, though the person who’s the sort of spotlight I picture with this music is actually a side character, and a separate powerful viðumancer…

The Fear - The Score - 3 for 3 on specific scenes. With this one, probably Cas and Ciro’s practical final exam, versus Cyril, proving and making use of all that they’d learned in the past months!

Heart of Darkness - Secession Studios, Greg Dombrowski - Things go sideways, and shit gets heavy. Tough calls, tough falls.

Hellfire - Barns Courtney - Probably just young Adira and Cyril getting in trouble in a bar and having an all out brawl…

Prometheus

Objects In Motion - Audiomachine - The crew form and have their first flight in their new ships, their Wings.

Sovereign Hunter - Audiomachine - Don’t know how to really describe how I imagine this one, but, the alarms blaring at the start, the vibe, the title, everything about it… This is the trailer for like… What would be the 3rd season of Prometheus if it was a show.

People of the Pride - Coldplay - The opening is very much the team, coming back to earth, getting this whole welcome… And the Captain having Basil hack the sound system just to play something more fitting of their vibes. The rest? Assorted ideas, including the team dealing with the politics of earth expecting them to work for any given nation after having been functioning as a solo unit, and choosing to continue to do so, fighting for the people of earth, not any government or nation. Also, PRIDE.

Turn It Up - Oh The Larceny - Practice drills, training of the new Vanatean Watch, and the lead up to Leolin’s, and the teams first, Sensestate awakening.

Danger Baby - Valley Of Wolves - Very much the vibe and attitude of the team, especially in training. Stupidly reckless and risk-taking by standard measures to any other race in the universe, astounding results and functioning on adrenaline, and just VIBES.

About it for this one, hope y’all like em or get inspired by these! ✨

#writing inspiration #circa specturgia #wip.circa specturgia #wip.prometheus #prometheus #music recommendation #new music #writeblr

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woppy-my-beloved · 2 years

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Damon Herriman will play a part in the new Robbie Williams Musical movie about his life.

EXCLUSIVE: Principal photography has begun on Better Man, and Deadline has the first image from production. This is the musical feature film based on the life of singer Robbie Williams, with Australian filmmaker Michael Gracey at the helm. Gracey’s debut film, The Greatest Showman, grossed over $435M at the global box office.

Williams makes his feature debut playing one of the iterations of himself, of which there are several. Another is played by rising UK star Jonno Davies (Hunters, Kingsman: The Secret Service), who plays Williams throughout his younger adult life, with British stage and screen veterans Steve Pemberton (Inside No. 9, Killing Eve) and Alison Steadman (The Kings Man, Roald & Beatrix). The film’s Australian cast includes Damon Herriman (Judy & Punch), Kate Mulvany (Elvis) and Anthony Hayes (War Machine).

Currently filming in Melbourne, Australia, Better Man is an introspective look at the rise, fall and resurrection of UK superstar Robbie Williams, one of the bestselling artists of all time. From his humble upbringing in Stoke-On-Trent, England, Williams was catapulted to fame in the early nineties at the tender age of fifteen, as a founding member of the era’s biggest British boy band. The singer found further success as a solo artist, with 11 out of 12 of his studio albums charting number one in the UK. Better Man aims to give audiences a powerful and unique insight into how Williams sees himself and the demons he has battled both on and off stage. Gracey will bring light to the incredible highs and lows of a rock star’s journey by satirizing moments inspired by the artist’s life story. The fantastical musical will be filled with reimagined versions of Williams’ hit music, dancing, and spectacular sets melded with stunning visual effects created by the team at Weta FX.

International sales are being handled by Rocket Science.

Gracey is repped by CAA, Partizan, and Hirsch Wallerstein; Williams is CAA and ie:music ltd. Davies is Denton Brierley, Gersh, Alan Siegel Entertainment and attorney Lucy Popkin.

Deadline.com

#Damon Herriman #Robbie Williams

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aintmyjewelry · 7 months

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doing this again but with album!! - inspired by this post

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artmusichistory · 8 months

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Happy Birthday to this talented, kind, and awesome guy Hunter Hayes! Thank you for sharing your beautiful music with us and for bringing us so so much joy at your concerts! I’m deeply inspired by your passion for your music and the way your bravery to express yourself fully. I hope your Birthday and the year ahead bring you all the love and happiness you deserve so much. Here’s to many more celebrations of music!

#hunter hayes

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thisblogisaboutabook · 2 months

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Rainy Season - Part 3

Storm Warning

Azriel Eris x Reader

We’ve got a time jump and are swapping points of view for this chapter y’all.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 4

3 months later

Eris Vanserra hated the Summer Court. The humidity anywhere outside of the temperature regulated zones of Adriata, the way his hair clung to his forehead and caused curls to form in his otherwise immaculate hair, but most of all it was just insulting to be so bothered by the heat itself when he quite literally had fire in his veins. He couldn’t get out of here fast enough.

Tarquin strode alongside Eris through the open air lower levels of his keep, three of his guards and two of Eris’ own flanking them several feet behind, one could almost forget they were there if not for the “click clack” of feet echoing through the halls. Eris would be lying if he said he didn’t have to try very hard to focus on the mundane talk of trade routes and port authorities instead of getting lost to the sounds of crashing waves and gulls outside.

Tarquin broached the riveting subject of tariffs on imports from the continent as the first rumble of thunder boomed in the distance. Now that - Eris enjoyed that aspect of the court. Autumn had no shortage of rain but the turbulence of storms often mirrored his own inner peril - made him feel less alone in the world. And truthfully, there was nothing like taking cover from the rain and listening to the rumble outside, watching the lightning dance across the skies as the loud cracks of thunder commanded the attention of anyone within earshot.

“Have your people felt the same effects, High Lord?” Tarquin broke Eris from yet another drift of his thoughts. He really should have brought a secretary or advisor along for this meeting.

Sparing Eris from the embarrassment of asking Tarquin to repeat his last three minutes of speech a cry broke through the hall. The battle cry of a…. Child?

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”

Followed by a yelp of “ow!”

Eris’ head jerked as he found himself drifting toward the action.

Turning a corner he found a woman laying on the ground, curled into a ball - a child of no more than 10 with a large jagged stick standing over her with his chest puffed out, pure smug joy on his face.

Eris looked to Tarquin who only grinned with satisfaction. Eris gaped before Tarquin quietly whispered, “just watch.”

The woman didn’t move. The child’s look of satisfaction slowly turning to that of concern as she lay there. He bent over the woman placing a hand on her shoulder, his brows knit together. “Lady L/N?”

So focused on the woman on the ground before him, the boy didn’t notice her arm slowly sneak around him and “Oof!” The kid let out a startled breath as she grabbed his ankle, ripping it out from beneath him, effectively leaving the child on his behind.

The female lept up into a crouching position. Her tanned, muscled thighs pushing her up to stand effortlessly. “And that, little ones, is why you never let your guard down with an adversary.”

Eris turned, wondering how he could have missed the group of children sitting on the other end of the room watching the scene unfold.

The boy remained on his behind, hands resting on his forehead in defeat.

“Hey-“ She reached a hand out to help him up. “You did a great job. You quite literally swept me off my feet! Nobody has done that in quite some time.” She paused, sadness twisting her features as if her own words struck her before shifting back to that of a proud instructor. “In fact - I have something for you.”

She reached into the pocket of her calf-length, flowy pants and reaching handing him a shell. “Add this to your leather strap.” She tapped a leather bracelet on his wrist, one shell already strung on it. “You did great, kid.” The boy gave her a genuine smile as he returned to the rest of his classmates.

Eris shifted involuntarily. How much had he wished for someone to say those words to him when he was a child?

Tarquin chuckled “An excellent motivator. Shells. Who knew?”

Eris gave a small smile - brief but genuine before adjusting back into his usual mask. The instructor turned to face them and cauldron damn him if she wasn’t the most gorgeous thing he’d ever seen. Radiant skin that came from plenty of time in the sun, silky hair that practically begged to have fingers run through it, a soft and curvy yet toned build. A body that told him she indulged herself in what she enjoyed but was active enough to define her plush features, likely blessed with great genetics - lithe yet perfectly squeezable in all his favorite places.

“High Lord.” Her voice carried to him like an ocean breeze. She bowed her head in a respectful greeting, long lashes fluttering. “How may I be of service?”

“Lady L/N,” Tarquin beamed. “It’s a pleasure to introduce you to Eris Vanserra, High Lord of the Autumn Court.”

Her brow puzzled for a brief moment before bowing her head again. “It’s an honor to meet you, High Lord.”

“A pleasure to meet you as well, lady.” Eris replied sincerely, meeting her bright eyes. “I didn’t realize Tarquin was hoarding such beauty within his keep.”

“We have many treasures in our court, High Lord. She is one of our brightest.”

Rather than blushing, the female held her head high, giving a polite “Thank you, High Lord.”

“We must be getting to lunch now. Have a pleasant rest of your class, Lady L/N.” He turned to the children with a stern look “And children, behave for her.” following the reminder with a smile and cheeky wink.

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It was hours later that Eris was released from meetings for the day. Unfortunately, there was still more to be discussed that would have to wait for tomorrow. Making the way to his guest suite, Eris found himself wondering about the instructor from earlier. Something about her felt vaguely familiar but he couldn’t quite place it.

After changing out of his stuffy clothes into something more befitting of the climate, Eris paced his room. He’d forgotten how much longer daylight lasted here than in his own court, with several hours remaining before dusk. He supposed he could brave the heat and take a stroll through the palace grounds, preferably without his entourage of guards.

Relieving the pair from their duties, Eris wandered through the gardens and toward a small grove of trees on the other side of the palace grounds. He could hear running water from a garden tributary that likely connected into the river that emptied into Adriata’s harbor.

Sauntering through the grove, he was pleased to find reprieve from the heat, the cool air wafting off of the stream and shade from the trees turning the grove into a private oasis. It wasn’t particularly trekked through. “Finally.” he thought to himself. A moment of peace.

Situating himself on an iron bench, Eris looked up, only to find that through a thicket of cattails, Lady L/N was standing on a rock upstream, eyes closed and balancing on one leg. Given her steady, intentional breathing he supposed she was meditating. It was odd - seeing her like this - strangely intimate to see someone in such an isolated state of catharsis, unaware of his own presence before her. The sun rays shone through cracks in the leaves, shrouding her in tiny fragments of light that made her tanned skin near golden. Her hair was wind blown from the breeze winding through the grove off the ocean, and she’d changed into a thin cotton sundress. Gods, maybe the Summer Court wasn’t so bad after all. The way it effortlessly flowed over her body perfectly accentuating her ample curves, and those tanned, toned legs - yeah, he should probably leave.

After momentary internal warring he began to stand but before he could sneak off, she gasped. Clutching her arms to her rib cage. “MOTHER FUCKER!” she screamed. Vulgar words coming from such a pretty mouth.

What an interesting method of meditation.

She took several breaths before resuming her position. Another minute went by when she audibly growled. “Bastard!!” She clutched herself again, keeling over. Finally she sat down on the rock, the hem of her dress soaking in the stream’s rippling water, and pressed her head into her hands. Eris thought she was crying.

He really should leave but - memories of his mother crying over the years flashed into his mind. All the years that she only had he or Lucien to console her, kindered spirits brought together by Beron’s casual cruelty. His other brothers being the emotionally void carbon copies of their father they were, paid no mind to their mother’s plight.

Yet still, he didn’t know her. She didn’t know him. She likely didn’t want him bothering her.

Against his better judgement, he found himself drawn in by her familiarity and approached. As he drew closer, he realized her sobs were not sobs at all. She was muttering the raunchiest, most vile slew of curses that he’d ever heard. Lucien would enjoy this female.

As he approached, she jerked her head up. The lovely, collected face from earlier twisted into one of contempt. He wondered if she knew that, that face was, well, adorable like a fierce little kitten. Although, something told him to tread carefully. She may look adorable but he’d bet good coin that her bite matched that of a lions.

“What do you want?” She spat.

Eris only smirked. “And here I thought you were a lady.”

Baiting her. Genius idea, Eris.

“Only within the palace.”

“You’re still on palace grounds.” Shrugging with the statement, Eris put his hands in his pockets - damn these Summer Court linens really were comfortable.

“Well, I was alone until you intruded.” she murmured, not meeting his eyes.

“Did you win Tarquin’s good graces with such manners?”

Her expression filled with ire as she looked up at him. “Did you take your throne by being such a prick?”

Eris couldn’t help but laugh at her bravado. This female either REALLY didn’t like him or truly didn’t care about consequences. “Ah, so you do know who I am.”

“You’re a High Lord. Of course I know-“

Her words cut off as she clutched her ribs again, tighter this time. A shudder escaping her. This time the pain seemed to last longer. And this time he could have sworn her voice cracked as she swore.

“Hey” Eris stepped into the creek, not bothering to step out of his sandals. Before he could hesitate he crouched down before her, placing a hand on her shoulder. “Breathe.”

The thing was, he recognized that pain well. It has been centuries but damn he remembered it so clearly.

“Breathe through it. Think of something that makes you smile.”

She clutched herself harder, shaking her head. “Think of the look on your student’s face when you gave him that shell today.”

She breathed in deeply this time instead of letting out another curse.

“Good. Hold for three beats.”

“Now let the breath out.”

She breathed out. “In again.” He instructed. She followed suit. “Now out.”

As her breath steadied, she met his eyes - momentarily soft, a little broken, before ire crossed them again.

“For fucks sake, High Lord.” She spat. “I came here to meditate. I know how to breathe.”

She sure as shit seemed to have forgotten how to for a moment there, but he kept that to himself.

He only let out a soft laugh.

“There she is.”

She scowled in return.

“So, Lady L/N” he began, standing and extending a hand to help her up.

“Y/N.” She interjected, taking his hand. “Call me Y/N.”

Y/N. Fitting, he thought. The kind of name a tropical storm would be given.

Wait. Y/N L/N. Oh, he knew exactly why she was so familiar now. No wonder she’d given him that puzzled look in the palace. And, if Eris recalled correctly, his brother actually was rather fond of her - in a friendly and platonic sort of way. Though in his tales of the Night Court he’d certainly never mentioned the fact that she looked like a gods damned deity.

He led her out of the creek, not quite ready to drop her delicate hand. “So, Y/N, tell me about this idiot mate that let the Summer Court’s brightest treasure go.”

She gaped, jaw dropping into a look of genuine shock. “How-“

“I had one too. I believe you know her.”

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Eris and Y/N spent hours talking in the grove. He gave her all the details of his mate, Morrigan. How it killed him to leave her that fated day. Had he touched her, his mate, Beron would have claimed her as Autumn Court property requiring a Blood Duel for the Night Court to retrieve her. Though, Beron would have ensured she never left unharmed. That aside, Eris didn’t want that blood on her hands, the blood of a blood duel or any battles over her. He didn’t want it on his hands either. It killed him to feel her pain down the bond starting from their forced engagement and through the torture her father had inflicted upon her, and the trauma that lingered thereafter. The gut-wrenching, immobilizing pain that only a mate could feel shooting through to them.

He never wanted her to feel that pain. If it hurt him that badly to only feel it down the bond, he couldn’t imagine the strife she’d felt. He wanted to run to her, to comfort her, to tell her everything he couldn’t risk saying. He was too young to face the ramifications from his father and he had his mother and Lucien to protect in those days. So he protected her in the only way he knew how to at the time. Through cold, calculated indifference. He still regretted it.

As time went on, the mask he wore became heavier and heavier, burying that bond deeper within himself. It took him until after the war with Hybern to finally lay it all out to her. Y/N never knew any of that part of the story. She knew Mor and Eris had made amends but nothing of their bond, and she knew that Mor was happily committed to Emerie, an Illyrian female now. He was happy for his mate, as happy as a rejected mate could be.

Eris never claimed to have been in the right. In fact, what he did to Mor was wrong. The way he spoke to her as if she was no more than a common whore when facing her in front of his father at the High Lord’s meeting. Yes, it was an act but it was never okay. He’d live with that for the rest of his days. His apologies to her since never felt like enough.

Y/N empathized with Eris. He could see that she was torn but her gaze toward him softened although, never into that of pity. He liked that about her.

She shared the story of her mating bond with Azriel. And how the waves of anger and grief down the bond had increased in strength recently as she had continued healing. She laughed bitterly at the typical trajectory of females in her situation getting better over time while unfaithful males seemed to spiral as it went on. She didn’t say who he had cheated on her with but Eris had his suspicions. The Shadowsinger apparently had a thing for Vanserra mates. She laughed and cried over the hours they talked. They’d eventually ended up back in a palace seating area for a drink.

Eris hadn’t been so open with someone like this in so long that it felt foreign. Hell, opening up always felt unnatural for him. Perhaps he was stupid for sharing with her. After all, mating bonds could make people do crazy things. She could always take Azriel back and share the details of his little sob stories with the Night Court.

She’d occasionally let out a sharp breath as small jolts of emotion came rolling in. It was nearing dusk when she finally huffed, slapping her hands on her thighs saying, “Enough! This tea is weak. I need something stronger.” Pouring them each a glass of brandy, and another, and another.

As the conversation shifted from the heavier topics to lighter ones, Eris let it slip that he wasn’t fond of the summer court and found all of the sand and humidity to be unpleasant at best.

Her inhibitions were down and if Eris were being honest with himself, his were too. He hadn’t drank much since becoming a High Lord though he often felt the need for a stiff drink. No, there was too much work to be done and he was still getting his own inner circle acclimated. Trust was harder to give in the Autumn Court, especially after being under his father’s rule for so long. There were plenty of good people in the castle but just as many were corrupted under Beron’s rule. Weeding them out was consuming more of his time than anticipated.

Somehow, after their fourth drink, Y/N dragged him out onto the beach, determined to show him all the merits of the crusty, sand-infested shores.

Admittedly, her joy was contagious but he was going to make her work for any positive reaction.

“Okay!” She eagerly squealed. “First - sand castles! Have you ever built one?”

“I live in a castle.” Eris feigned boredom, inspecting his nails. “It seems unnecessary to build one out of… that.” his nose scrunched up, lip curling into a sneer as he gestured to the sand surrounding them.

“Ughhh.” Her eyes rolled back into her head as her little sun dress blew in the wind. And damn if he wouldn’t love to see her eyes going back into her head like that in other circumstances.

He was a gentlemale but a male nevertheless.

“Being High Lord doesn’t mean you have to be such a bore, but fine… No sand castles. Maybe next time!”

Next time. He liked the thought of that. My how far she’d come from practically snarling at him just this morning.

“Look!” She squealed, bringing her hands to her chest and clapping with excitement. “Dolphins! Now I know you don’t have those in the Autumn Court, Eris Vanserra.”

Fuck, his name sounded so good coming off of her lips.

He couldn’t resist smiling at her enthusiasm and then at the dolphins. They swam so peacefully in a pod through the harbor. One even let a young water wraith trail alongside it as a hand carefully gripped onto its dorsal fin as the creature pulled her along.

“The wraiths and dolphins coexist well together.” Y/N mused wistfully. “There’s a common misconception that they are territorial due to food supply but they have plenty in the harbor.”

She smiled softly. “The younger wraiths tend to bond with them and the dolphins have even been known to protect them from certain dangers.”

As the pair continued walking along the shore, the conversation occasionally faltered as Y/N would stare off distantly, as if looking for something that wasn’t there.

His heart ached for her. From what he’d gathered during their talk, she’d left the Shadowsinger, but the heart is slow to heal after losing a mate in any capacity.

Eris nudged her with his shoulder. “Hey little minx, where’d you go?”

Coming back to reality she halted. “Oh! Oh my gods. The sun is setting and you have to come with me! Hurry.”

She grabbed his wrist and he didn’t hesitate to follow along as she all but dragged him down the beach. “Hurry! We’ll miss them!”

They ran until reaching a secluded inlet of the bay. They climbed up a small rocky ledge where she sat, dangling her feet over the edge. “There’s an underwater cave-“ she breathed heavy, catching her breath. “here, beneath us and every night-“ another pause to breathe. “something magical happens as the sun sets.”

Eris, catching his own breath, waited patiently for more details but she only dropped a small pebble into the water and as she did, a rainbow of luminescent fish rippled to life below the surface. There had to be thousands of them, leisurely swimming out of the cave as if they were just waking up. Shades of bright pink, green, blue, orange, and purple lit up the small inlet. Eris was awestruck, so awestruck in fact that he didn’t hesitate planting his ass next to her on the crusty sand-coated ledge.

With a wave of her wrist she pulled a bottle of rum out from the pocket realm, tugging the cork out with her teeth and taking a swig, then handing it over to him.

They sat in silence as the remaining fish left the inlet and the remaining colors of the sunset disappeared into night. Clouds began rolling in as they drank and began chatting again. Much like that morning, thunder rolled in but this time he was disappointed to hear it. He didn’t want the evening to end, wasn’t ready to let her go quite yet.

He wished he’d had a warning before the ocean winds blew this wild, beautiful storm into his life that morning. Something to brace himself against the inevitable fallout of the precarious situation he found himself in. It was a storm he was prepared to ride out and he had a feeling it would be worth whatever debris she’d leave him with.

The base of the distant thunder rumbling, the cymbal-like crash of waves on the shore, and singing of the creatures of summer nights blended together into a beautiful melody that flowed through Eris. Quickly he stood, extending a hand to her. “Dance with me, Y/N?”

She froze, that distant look crossing her eyes again for a second. He braced himself for her decline but the life returned to her eyes as a smile graced her full lips. She accepted his hand and didn’t hesitate as he tucked her into his chest, her warmth and scent lulling him into a state of bliss.

No, Eris Vanserra did not hate the Summer Court at all.

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This was a long one and I know it wasn’t from our girls POV but I hope you all enjoyed it 🥹 Stay tuned for more! Her story is not done yet.

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