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dxscmfrt · 1 month

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slsdblr part 3

i feel like i should mention that these fake posts aren't necessarily canon canon and the only thing really real about them is the character dynamics. general time period (??) of these posts is within about 0-2 days after the world update

also pguy would absolutely start discourse over the most random things lmao.

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world update

we made it through another month !! say congratulations everyone !! with may just around the corner the snow-rainy season is ending and we will soon be entering the dry season. good luck with the weather it's about to get fucking crazy

patch notes - 30/04/2024

sol gets over their inability to name things. congratulations to everyone who got a name! i hope you're happy with what you have. sorry sleepy better luck next month

added the past

removed the past

added the past, but different

humanity is 0.63% less annoying. cant really do much at this rate sorry

added birthday updates in patch notes. i thought it would be nice.

removed herobrine

birthdays !!

08/04 - ya boi turned 18 three weeks ago. too late to say happy birthday now but you can still say it if you want.

14/04 - happy 23rd birthday to ruby!!

#world update #30/04/24 world update #slsdverse #sol's stuff and things

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WHERE'S HEROBRINE

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i removed him

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NO WHERE WAS HE BEFORE THE UPDATE. I NEVER SAW HIM.

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i removed him in the update before this one

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THEN WHY DID YOU REMOVE HIM AGAIN.

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somebody's gotta make sure

#reblog

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thanks sol (and everyone) for the (very late) birthday wish...

#btw i meant this in a lighthearted way hehe... no hard feelings! i get it /gen #rue.txt

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none of you wished me a happy birthday

#sol's stuff and things

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you guys only remembered to wish rue a happy birthday today? pathetic. i did that just in time and even threw a whole party for her. do better.

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OH MY GOD WE GET IT you have celebrity influence over the whole world and you two are lovebirds who love each other soooooo much you have to keep reminding everyone about it

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P guy can you shut up? She probably meant it as a joke. It doesn't mean much. Piper is just commenting on how everyone forgot, and also how good of a girlfriend she is. Leave her alone let people express themselves

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okay normally i wouldn't be on board with pguy's tendency to fish for discourse over the most random things but he's right you know. ruby has already said that the late birthday wishes aren't a big deal, this post wasn't necessary.

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you all aren't even real friends if you can't even say happy birthday on time.

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see? it's not a joke, acacia. parachy if you just wanna make everyone else feel bad about themselves just quit it. youre just fishing for attention at this point

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Haha i'm sorry WHO'S fishing for attention? you're the one who decided to respond to my post with that confrontational-ass shit. i'm just making a statement. i'm not fishing for attention. tell that to sol, they're the one who keeps posting about "ohh nobody wished ME a happy birthday boo hoo" bitch nobody cares.

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piper please, i already said i didn't mind. it's not a big deal...

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I take back everything I've said. Stop it. Don't bring Rice into this, you're lucky they muted tumblr notifs otherwise I pray for the well being of your ass

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@solarisricefield

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Anemone no

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🎣 FISH FOUND!

There are 4 FISH in this post!

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SANDY

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#original character #slsdverse #slsdblr #solaris ricefield #parachute guy #ruby flare #piper sonata #acacia woodlen #anemone sparks #sandy waters #rice's thoughts #fake post #unreality #realising that sol has their full real name as their username. just deity things i guess

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artsyraccoons · 2 months

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April sketches 1!

This was basically oc month

Some of them belong to @raysartsncrafts !

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veshialles · 21 days

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Divines help me i started messing around with ENB again

#in other words everything looks exactly the same but now with depth of field and lens flares and better lighting yippieeeee #the elder scrolls #skyrim #skyrim special edition #tesedit #skyrimedit #altmer oc #virtual photography #gaming photography #ruby's ocs #silteya larethael #my screenshots

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third-half · 8 months

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Slayers Artober Day 9: Divine Conflict

#slayers #slayersartober2023 #ruby eye shabranigdu #flare dragon ceifeed

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midnightchronicles87 · 2 months

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Finally, the piece that's consumed the month of April. Gaze upon it

#in order from left to right back to front #Ruby Paw #Prism Blitz #Poppy #Ambrosia #Astral Guidance #Morning Glory #Diamond Pendant #Comet Flare

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snowe-zolynn-rogers · 1 year

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How would your sams and OCS react to Rubi Ray, Abyss, and Sunnydale?

Especially after Rubi Ray ate the kidnapper in that chapter you read from my fanfic.

Blood Moon and KC would laugh their asses off at the eating of the kidnapper. Eclipse and Harvest would be slightly startled at first but still proud of him. Moon and Sun would hide Lunar, who would be cheering Rubi on.

Solar Flare just blinks a bit and goes about his day. Sirius would throw up, he hasn't experienced such things before and would have to lay down. They would absolutely adopt all three of them, just a cuddle puddle in the daycare with the triplets in the middle of it.

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pewpewsky · 1 year

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Last year in high School, gotta draw alot on the books

Translations

"infanticide"

"ass face"

Idk

#doodles #the owl house #emperor belos #pokemon maxie #pokemon lysandre #pokemon ruby and sapphire #team magma #team flare

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sonic-rebellion-official · 1 year

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art update!

#canid's art #canid's ocs #blister #ruby #jasmine #codename: deadlocke #greenleaf #indigo #topaz #solar flare #aspen #xalderax #sonic the hedgehog #sonic.exe

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a-clouds-shadow · 11 months

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#olympic national park #ocean #sunset #ruby beach #beach #sun flare #photography #nature photography #drift wood

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ardynzunia · 2 years

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@amorfiducia

Ruby took a deep breath as he looked up at the tall building. Lysandre had said that Professor Sycamore was his husband, so Ruby knew that meant he needed to make a good impression. He’d tried to ask questions of course, but Lysandre had just assured him that Augustine would “love him” and shooed him over to the building. It was frustrating, and only made him more nervous. Still, it was hardly the worst test he’d been given, so he steeled himself and opened the door.

The first floor was a lobby, with lots of pictures of Pokémon on the walls. The bright blue walls were inviting, and nothing about it seemed scary. It was nice, and there were couches for guests, and a pleasant looking lady at a desk to tell people were to go. She waved at him when he came in, and told him Professor Sycamore’s office was upstairs. Lysandre had said he was expected, so he didn’t question anything and went straight for the elevator.

He only thought that he didn’t know which floor Sycamore would be on when the elevator doors closed. But there were only two buttons to choose from, so he just picked the next floor up and figured he’d go from there.

He almost immediately regretted his decision when it opened to a starkly lit lab. It was filled with humming machines and assistant scientists buzzing about their work. The most noticeable piece was a huge cylinder just to the side of the elevator, glowing blue and reminiscent of the chambers Verstael used to convert his standard clones.

He squeaked at the sight and backed into a corner of the elevator. Had Lysandre meant that Sycamore would love him as an experiment? He hadn’t said the man was a scientist, maybe he’d expected him to obey regardless. Ruby had promised hadn’t he? That he’d earn everything he was given? The price had to come eventually.

“Oh! Hello little boy, are you lost?”

His eyes widened, one of the Scientists had seen him. They entered the elevator and started speaking more. He wasn’t wrong about being expected, for this one said just as much, though Ruby couldn’t focus much on what he said. All he could see was white coat, and all he could feel was a firm hand on his shoulder as they pressed the button and then guided him out to the next floor. This one was obviously an important office, with a research library to one side similar to those at Verstael’s lab. Though this one was more decorated, with pretty pictures and plush red carpets. Verstael had never liked such distractions.

He was lead to Professor Sycamore, and on seeing the tall skinny man in his lab coat he found himself reverting to old training. Standing perfectly straight, and bowing elegantly as befitted an Imperial Scientist. Though that was not the title of the new man before him. He focused on the buttons of the lab coat and kept his face blank. He was scared, but he knew how to behave. He would be good, and he wouldn’t lose all the nice things Lysandre had given him.

“Hello sir,” He said. “Monsieur Lysandre sent me to see you.”

One hand fiddled with the hem of his vest. He was going to pet Julius when he returned to the manor. It would surely make up for anything that happened here.

#Starter #amorfiducia #ruby weapon verse #clone kid dyn #pokemon #crossover tag #sycamore tag #flare!syc tag #whenever I don't know what to wrrite I ramble for five pages setting the scene sorry #OBVIOUSLY #you don't have to match this word vomit at all #dissociation tw #I suppose

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dxscmfrt · 3 months

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trade offer

i get: to share my ocs without context you get: my ocs without context

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world update

added backgrounds (finally).

sky now looks 192% better in grocery store parking lots.

death is no longer permanent. sorry guys it was a prank

humanity is 1% less annoying

added birthdays! now you can waste money buying cake for your loved ones

removed hyphen

added taxes. #suffer

replaced the 14th of the second month with a new 30th

removed herobrine

#world update #15/02/24 world update #slsdverse #sol's stuff and things

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SOL WTF DO YOU MEAN "removed herobrine" WAS HEROBRINE EVER IN THIS WORLD. WHY HAVE NONE OF US EVER FOUND HIM THEN.

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somebody forgot to hit reblog

#reblog

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Happy 18th birthday Swimmy! You can do taxes now

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Haha! taxes? There are no taxes in this world ...

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Right! Thanks for the reminder ;) I love the world we live in <3

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guys check the world update ,,,

#reblog

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I'm loving the idea of a 30th of February I can't wait for it

#15/02/24 world update

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rice, how can the sky be 192% better in grocery store parking lots when there was no sky, no grocery stores, and no parking lots before the update? wouldn't it be ∞% better since we didn't even have anything before?

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🤓☝️ <- you

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NERDY IT WAS A JOKE PLEASE UNBLOCK ME. I PROMISE I DIDN'T MEAN IT I SWEAR I WON'T SAY THAT TO YOU EVER AGAIN

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WHY IS EVERYONE SAYING L I'M SORRY OKAY

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OH GOOD YOU UNBLOCKED ME. NERDY FORGIVE ME PLEASE

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#reblog

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ohhhhh you meant the hyphen in your url

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#original character #slsdverse #slsdblr #fake post #unreality #rice's thoughts #solaris ricefield #parachute guy #acacia woodlen #sandy waters #anemone sparks #silver waters #carmine evergreen #piper sonata #ruby flare

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1introvertedsage · 4 months

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Hot Water

Don't really want to write when I'm like this Or do I? Temper short - should be mission abort - facing ennui. Dark waves to consume me but it's about sharing the weight. Finding some balance, get some shit off my plate. And as the waves roll in I feel her seething with hate. Gotta set her straight. Rage and anger can seal your fate. Passion, inaction, worries cast out to see. Eels, octopus and tiger fish all were sent back to me. New ways to help me, sea. How to be free. Said it was pretty easy. So who stands in the way. A dead fish flapping its gills with too much to say. Hesitation, Questioning, doubts, insolence all getting in the way. Dancing with power plays. Wade the water or making waves. Making the flares behave. Before the end of my days.

~Ruby L.S.~

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veshialles · 2 years

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when you wipe your glasses with the wrong material and suddenly you exist in Mass Effect (2007)

#it's about the lense flares #mass effect #ruby rambles

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seraqhites · 1 year

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why did my ass agree to go out today💀

#rubi rambles ⋆｡𖦹 °✩#bruh.#i just want to lay in bed and be high.#and i know my ass isn’t going to be back home until midnight💀#at least my ass looks fat in these leggings🙌#i bow down to aerie flare leggings🙌🙌#time to go to the mall and see everyone from highschool😒

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unpretty · 1 month

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i understand why no one makes them but in theory with lab grown gemstones it seems like you could make a set of 10mm gauge double-flare plugs out of 100% ruby and the fact that this doesn't exist for me to wishlist saddens me

#original #i mean i wouldn't be able to afford buying it #but i want to imagine someday buying them #most of my stone plugs right now are quartz and things pretending they aren't quartz

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sodaabaa · 5 days

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shadows and spirits, part one

azriel x reader reader is azriel's mate but she hasn't accepted the bond yet due to her fear of azriel himself.

tw: slightly nsfw, brief mentions of illyrian misogyny, suggestions of edging and arousal

part two

Bells rang as the door to the bar opened, signaling the arrival of the day’s first customers – or so Y/N thought. She walked to the bar counter, leaving behind the half opened crates of newly shipped wines and spirits. She’d deal with those later.

“Y/N! How’s my favorite bartender?” Rhysand, the High Lord of the Night Court walked in with his arms raised and a friendly, welcoming smile on his face.

She fought the urge to smile at the sight of her friend, “I’m only your favorite because I give you discounts and secrets,” she whispered the last part as he approached.

Y/N ran one of the most popular bars in Velaris, being a favored spot for many because of its proximity to the Sidra River and the spectacular view it offered (and of course, the variety of top-shelf liquor favored by Rhysand himself). Y/N knew everyone and anyone that frequented her bar. She often provided a shoulder to cry on and a few shots of tequila to mend broken hearts. Because of this, she gathered vast amounts of information from the citizens of the beautiful city and when needed, she reported back to Rhys.

Rhys smiled, leaning his elbows on the counter. She swatted at him with a towel, “I just cleaned that.” Rhys chuckled but didn’t remove himself from the dark wood counter.

She opened her mouth to ask Rhys why he was here when something pricked at the back of her neck. Her eyes darted to the man trailing behind Rhys like a shadow, and then back to the High Lord. She stood a little taller, back straightening as she steeled herself.

“Here on business, I guess?” She asked him. His smile faded as he nodded. She poured herself and the High Lord a drink to avoid any more eye contact with the man who’d just entered. They clinked their glasses and downed their drinks. With a sigh, Rhys pulled something out of his back pocket.

“Have you seen these men?” He placed a few pictures on the counter and waited for Y/N to recognize them.

“I may have seen them, they look familiar. I can ask the girls, maybe they’d have more luck identifying them,” she replied.

Rhys nodded, “Alright, be on the lookout for these guys. They’ve been stirring up some trouble and I’m gonna need to put an end to that before it gets worse.” “Are they Illyrian?” “Unfortunately,” Rhys replied with a sigh.

“I’ll keep an eye out for them,” she gave him a curt nod.

“Take care, Y/N,” and with that, Rhys turned to leave. Azriel on the other hand, stayed behind. Y/N quickly busied herself with wiping down the counter and tidying up in hopes he’d get the signal and leave.

“You can’t avoid this forever, Y/N,” he finally broke the silence, his voice deep and flat – it rumbled through her, causing the hairs on her arms to raise.

She threw the towel onto the counter, “Watch me,” she spat back. Big mistake. His hazel eyes darkened, shadows coming to life around him; twisting and flaring with an emotion she couldn’t decipher. He exhaled, silently making his way out the same door he arrived in.

─── ･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ────── ･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

“You could at least try being less hostile towards him, the poor man is in a constant state of sulking these days,” Feyre said as she swirled the glass of ruby-colored wine in her hands.

Y/N rolled her eyes at her friend’s attempt at getting her to talk to Azriel. Feyre frequently visited the bar since it was closeby to her art studio. The two had hit it off quickly, becoming close friends and bonding over art, music, and men. Feyre had found out about Y/N’s mating bond issue and because she was biased (being friends with Azriel), she constantly pestered Y/N about it.

“Feyre, I already told you. I don’t want anything to do with Illyrians – they’re possessive, violent, and they view women as breeding machines,” she looked at the High Lady, “and I mean this with all due respect to Rhys, I don’t want to be mated to an Illyrian.”

“He’s really a big softie, I promise. Just get to know him, he has the same complaints about Illyrians as you do!” Of course she would defend him, they’d been close friends ever since Feyre first arrived at the Night Court. But she overlooked the innate instincts of the warrior species.

Y/N sighed. She tried to repress the memories of her parents – her mother, like Y/N, was mated to an Illyrian. She knew the culture they were raised in, the way they looked down on women, the violence they were accustomed to. To top it all off, Azriel was the Spymaster of the Night Court – the rumors about his cruelty and power were enough to keep Y/N away from him in fear. Luckily, she knew he’d stay away until she accepted the bond.

“I somehow doubt a man who tortures people for a living could be a 'big softie',” she replied with a scoff.

Feyre sighed, “He doesn’t hurt the innocent – in fact, I don’t think I’ve ever seen him hurt a fly even,” she took Y/N hands in hers, “He’s a good man, Y/N. Give him a chance.”

Y/N huffed, “I’ll think about it.”

Feyre squealed, an uncharacteristic sound for a High Lady to make, and pulled Y/N in for a hug.

“You won’t regret this!”

I somehow doubt that, she thought to herself.

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As the sun began to set, the bar came alive with people ready to unwind after a long day of work. The air hummed with laughter and conversation, glasses clinking in the air while soft melodies floated about. Y/N looked around the bar for the men Rhys was looking for, taking in the lively atmosphere – a jolt of pride running through her as she surveyed the place she built up from the bottom.

Despite the bustling noise of the bar, she felt that damned prickle on the back of her neck, her eyes catching on the shadows in the corner. He did this every so often – lurked in the corners, watching her. She rolled her eyes, returning to the customers at the counter asking for drinks.

“Hey sweetie, give us a smile!” One of her unfortunately regular customers called out. He leaned forward, trying to get in Y/N’s way.

“Find someone else to bother tonight, Devon,” she replied, topping his glass with more liquor avoiding eye contact with the sleazy man who constantly vyed for her attention.

“Oh, but I wanna bother you,” his hand grabbed hers.

“Devon, I’m really not in the mood for your bullshit tonight, let go,” She said as she tried wriggling her wrist out of his grip. The nuisance of a customer pulled her closer but stopped in his tracks, abruptly letting her hand go and backing away from the bar. He all but scurried away and Y/N sighed. She knew there was only one man who could make people shit their pants in fear like that.

“You could’ve at least let him pay before he left,” She said without even bothering to turn around as she picked up the abandoned glass of whiskey.

The man behind her dramatically placed a few coins on the counter. She braced herself for the brooding face and shadows as she turned around. She glared up at him, the height difference between them all the more prominent as he stood not even a foot away.

“Stop sending Feyre to do the dirty work of convincing me to accept the bond,” she tried to sound intimidating – or at least serious but she found it difficult when faced with his presence, it consumed all of her confidence and left her feeling small, defenseless against the Spymaster.

“I didn’t send her,” he replied rather monotonous but she could see the tinge of amusement on his face at the sight of her trying to put up a confident front.

“Well if you’re done playing savior, can I get back to work?”

“Would it kill you to say 'thank you?'” He blocked her from passing by with his aggravatingly large obsidian wings.

She put her hands on her hips and mustered up all the vitriol she could, “Yes, actually, it would. Now get out of my way before I kick you out.”

He let out a breathy laugh, a laugh. Y/N, now fuming at the man before her, shoved him in the chest, knowing it wouldn’t amount to much but it helped relieve her annoyance.

This time, he chuckled, a sound that resonated through her, only serving to fuel the fire that was Y/N’s anger. She grabbed one of the soda guns under the counter and aimed it at the nuisance before her. His brows lifted in surprise and he lifted his hands in a mock surrender. Her eyes fell to his scarred hands and her stomach dropped as her hands gripped the soda gun tighter.

“Alright, alright,” he conceded, “I’ll be around.” With that, he returned to the shadows and Y/N let out a breath she didn’t know she’d been holding.

At the end of the night, the final few customers stumbled their way out of the bar and Y/N took a seat at one of the tables, exhausted from the day’s work. She poured herself a drink, relishing in the quiet – though her relief was short lived when she sensed the shadows in the corners. She squinted, grabbing a towel from her apron and threw it at the corner. He caught it, revealing himself from the shadows.

“If you wanna lurk here after hours, the least you could do is help me clean up.” Amusement once again danced over his dark features. No doubt thinking about all the ways he’d make her pay for her rude behavior. He didn’t say anything as he started wiping down the tables, eyes occasionally finding their way back to Y/N, shadows brushing her skin when she walked past him.

They cleaned in silence, Y/N taking a mop to the floors while Azriel put up the chairs and collected stray items off the tables. Something clicked in her then, she felt almost at ease with his presence. Almost.

“Do you know what happens when accepting the mating bond is delayed?” He said, breaking the silence.

She looked at him from across the room as he put up the last few chairs.

“What happens?”

His eyes darkened, narrowing at her, “There are reports of males being unable to stop themselves from taking their mate, over and over," he paused, giving her a moment to process, "I like to think I have more restraint than my dimwitted brothers but even I cannot control nature,” his voice was dangerously low as he spoke. It made Y/N stomach flutter in ways she couldn’t contain. Her skin prickled as she took in his words. Her chest rising and falling in an unsteady rhythm, suddenly realizing she was at a crossroads.

She’d been putting off accepting the bond for years now. They had first met at the grand opening of the bar. Rhys had come to congratulate her and survey the bar and of course, he had brought the inner circle. They became her first customers. A feeling of dread welled in her stomach when she first laid eyes on Azriel and somehow she knew it was him, her mate. She cursed the Cauldron for pairing her with the deadliest Illyrian in Prythian.

“You won’t be able to delay it forever, Y/N,” he stalked closer to her, massive wings dragging behind him, a predator approaching its prey.

She took a step back, stumbling into the table behind her and she flinched. He smirked at her clumsiness.

“Eventually, you’ll feel it. The primal, unavoidable need. The raw desire,” he drawled.

She swallowed, looking up at the man who now stood too close to her for comfort. She leaned back, her weight shifted to her hands gripping the table behind her to put as much distance between them as she could. He only looked down at her, his intense gaze raking over her body, sensing her fear. He leaned down, she could feel his breath tickle her ear as he said, “That’s not fear, Y/N. It’s arousal.” Her breath got caught in her throat at the show of his abilities. He straightened and stepped back, giving her room to breathe.

“Good night, mate.”

He disappeared into the night, leaving her dazed and flustered.

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Y/N entered the bar, grumbling at Daisy, one of the bartenders, as she passed by the bubbly girl.

“Woah, what’s got you all crabby this morning?” She glared at Daisy, prompting her to find some task to tend to as Y/N slouched on the counter. She couldn’t get a wink of sleep the last few nights. Azriel’s words echoed in her mind, keeping her up.

It’s not fear, it’s arousal.

After he left the bar that night, she found herself almost constantly in an aggravating state of arousal. Despite this, she couldn’t find any relief no matter what she did. She tried pleasing herself but when all she could think about was Azriel and his dominating presence, she decided to erase the memory of him through a string of one night stands. To her utter dismay, none of it worked. It nearly drove her mad. She hadn’t seen Azriel in the past few weeks since that night and she realized he was giving her space on purpose, to heighten her need to see him again. Asshole, she thought.

She poured herself a drink, hoping it’d dull the throbbing in her head (and in other places she deigned to acknowledge).

“Day drinking? Is there something bothering you, Y/N?”

Great. As if the day couldn’t get any better.

The velvety, deep voice rang through her, causing damned butterflies in her stomach. He stood before her, dressed in his fighting leathers, blue siphons pulsing with power. He gave her a knowing smirk.

“I can’t deal with this today,” she said as she walked off.

“You could give in, you know. It would provide you with the much needed relief you’re so desperately trying to seek,” he taunted.

“No thanks, there’s bound to be some half witted man that can satisfy me plenty,” she shot back.

The shadows around him flared, reaching out towards her but not quite touching her. Azriel’s eyes were dark. Maybe it was stupid of Y/N to taunt him, dangerous even, but she'd spent the last few days in sleepless agony because of him. He could suck it.

“Aw, is the big bad Spymaster jealous?” She teased.

“Don’t play games with me, Y/N.” She walked back over to him, lifting her chin in defiance.

“Or what? We both know you won’t touch me until I accept the bond.”

He smirked, “You will accept the bond. And when you do, you are going to be at my mercy. Begging for relief,” he gripped her chin with a hand, sending a chill down her spine, “And I’ll take that as an opportunity to remind you of your obstinance.”

“I bet you’re just as pent up as I am. It gives me peace knowing you can only find relief with me. Maybe it’ll give me the strength I need to continue denying you.”

He let out a breathy laugh, “I have centuries of experience on you, little girl.”

Her stomach dropped at the degrading title. The reminder of his age dawned on her. He fought in the first war against Hybern, Y/N hadn’t even been born then. She was a mere century and half to his five centuries.

“Cat’s got your tongue?” He taunted with a smile.

She shoved him off in a sudden movement. Grateful to be away from him.

“Fine, I’ll give you some room to breathe. Cauldron knows you’ll be needing it.”

He left as fast as he had appeared, once again leaving Y/N off-centered for the rest of the day. What have I gotten myself into?

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