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Mattheo Riddle Headcannons

a/n: its high time I live up to my username and write for Mattheo Riddle lol so here are some headcannons for Mattheo x introverted reader!

He knows you are a very shy and quiet type of person, not a huge fan of attention, so he knows that when he speaks to you for the first time, it has to be in a place where you’re comfortable and not imposing. The best place to do this was the Slytherin common room in the evening when there were other students around.

You were comfortably cuddled up in front of the fire in a huge chair with a blanket, doing your potions homework.

Mattheo simply stared at how beautiful you looked with the fire illuminating half your face, giving it a radiant glow.

He was a goner when you smiled a genuine smile at something your friend said.

Blaise, Draco and Theo collectively looked to where you were sitting the moment that enamoured look dawned on Mattheo’s face. This called for a lot of teasing from the whole group about how Mattheo was completely whipped by a girl he had never even spoken to. They encouraged him to speak to you and he finally gathered the guts to approach you.

It was simply talking about homework since you two were in the same potions class so he pretended not to know what was going on in that class.

He was actually one of the top students in the class.

Not above you, though.

He pulled a chair next to you while you explained to him the ingredients of a potion and how they balanced each other out.

Since that day, he fell in love with your voice and often found ways to engage you in conversation so he could hear it again.

Whenever he was having a bad day, he’d come and find you, engage you in conversation about the most mundane things, annoy you so you’d roll your eyes in that adorable way of yours and say “Mattheo, get lost,” with that cute little blush.

He loved it when you blushed. He loved it even more when he was the cause of that pink tingle in your cheeks or the shy smile on your face.

After two months since that first conversation in the common room, Mattheo gathered up the courage to ask you out. Honestly, he was fully prepared for you to say no since he knew you were not very comfortable around other people and letting someone in was a huge deal for you.

So when you said yes, he was over the moon. He ran to his friends to tell them you said yes and started planning the perfect date.

Mattheo wanted to take things slow with you so you’d never feel rushed or uncomfortable around him.

You weren’t very comfortable with physical touch when you first met so he made sure to ease you into it. He’d always ask first before touching you anywhere, whether it’d be holding your hand or hugging you. He would always ask for consent and you would melt every time.

A slight nod with a smile was always your response which made him grin.

Until one day you said “Only yours to touch” and that day his heart actually stopped in his chest for a beat. Hearing you say that made him the happiest man alive cause he could say you were his.

In crowded places, Mattheo would always be sure to keep a hand on you, whether that be an arm wrapped around your waist, a hand on the lower back, or fingers twined with yours. He would move his thumb in soothing circles, letting you know he was there and you didn’t need to feel uncomfortable.

One time, you and Mattheo were hanging out with his friends and this was the first time you were meeting them. Immediately having all their attention made you nervous and uncomfortable so you started scratching your thumb, a nervous habit.

Mattheo instantly noticed, covering your hand with his. He brought your hands up to his lips and kissed them, then leaned in to whisper in your ear “We can leave if you want.”

You said you did so Mattheo instantly made up an excuse for you to leave and the two of you spent the night cuddling in his bed.

From the moment you became a part of Mattheo’s life, his friends saw a huge shift in his persona. How he seemed to be smiling a lot more, seemed a lot more empathetic.

The most shocking part to them, however, was the way talking about you came so naturally to him. Like he could see something in a colour you like and he’d immediately be like “Y/n would love that!” or one time he saw Pansy reading a book for class that he saw you reading once and said, “If you need notes on that, Y/n has read it before, you should ask her. She’s crazy smart.”

#mattheo riddle x (y/n)#mattheo riddle x reader #mattheo riddle #mattheo riddle x you #mattheo x reader #slytherin #slytherin x reader #reader insert #headcannons #mattheo riddle headcanon

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riddlesb1tch · 2 days

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I didn’t know I needed this fic but now that I’ve read it my life feels complete

I love these idiots 💙😭

I don't need space, I need you

Mattheo and Theodore fluff

Based on this request, please don't hate me for taking 29 days to post this rather average piece, but I had a lot of requests and not a lot of time. I hope you like it!

Finally I had time to write today! Big yey for me, people. I needed it and I'm so happy I wrote something today. 💛 Sending you lots of love and of course: happy readings!

A/N: I got some stuff going on in life so if I don't respond, I'm sorry. Just know that I love you. 💛

Mattheo

“Where’s my princess?” Mattheo sings as he enters the common room in search of you. “Not here, I would check the library.” Blaise states not looking up from his book. Mattheo nods and is about to turn around to head straight for the library, but Draco’s snickering stops him from doing so. “I bet you’re pleased to have a moment of peace.” Mattheo focuses on Draco, not completely getting where the blond's going with this. “I honestly pity you, man, must be so suffocating.” Suddenly all eyes are on Mattheo and not just his friends, the entire slytherin common room is curious to hear what the big bad boy has to say. Mattheo moves a nervous hand through his curls and chuckles. “Yeah, she’s a bit much with her hugs and cuddles, and urgh those constant questions to check on me. I’m lucky she studies so much, so I have a break from time to time.” Mattheo sits down opposite of Draco who grins and nods, fully believing that Mattheo feels saved by your absence. However, Mattheo felt miserable sitting there, knowing that he could be spending time with you.

Just like Mattheo was searching the castle for you, you had been searching for him and ended up checking the common room. With watery eyes you turn around, unnoticed by anyone, and leave the common room. He thinks I’m too much?

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“Who is it?!” Mattheo yells as he pushes you against the wall of an empty hallway. He rarely raised his voice with you, but now his face was close to yours, his eyes dark and piercing yours. He looks more pained than angry, but you just look confused. To him it was obvious, you had fallen out of love with him and probably found someone else. There was plenty of proof:

A quick kiss on the lips and a wish of good luck before Tuesday's test was all Mattheo got, instead of the tight hug and intense kiss you would normally give him before a test.

When you got your results back on Wednesday you jumped into Luna’s arms and just gave him a happy smile, while he was standing right there next to Luna. His heart ached to hold you and press you against his chest. Worse was when you asked Enzo about his test first and ended up discussing all the answers, barely giving your boyfriend any attention.

Thursday you went to sit next to Pansy in the common room, instead of settling in your boyfriend’s lap. Mattheo was forced to watch you the whole evening without touching you once. When you left for bed, you told him not to walk you to your room and reminded him to spend some much needed time with his friends. The sweet kiss you gave him, didn’t make up for any of it.

Were you trying to get rid of him? To Mattheo the case was obvious.

Friday was the worst. Happy to finally have you next to him as you were both reading, settled close by the fire. With his eyes still on the page of his own book his arm moved behind you to pull you closer and you let your head rest on his shoulder as you continued to read, but still Mattheo frowned. Normally you would sling your legs over his and cuddle up against his chest, wrapping your blanket around the both of you and creating this warm bubble of love. He could barely focus on his book, as his eyes constantly wandered to you reading next to him but not cuddled up against him like you used to.

So by Saturday Mattheo had pretty much had it with you. You rubbed your temple as squeezed your eyes. “I have a headache, I’m gonna head to my room and rest for a bit.” You got up from your seat to leave the library and Mattheo did the same. If you weren’t feeling well then he needed to be by your side. “Oh, don’t Matt. I’ll be fine. I’ll ask Pansy to give me something against the pain and settle next to me until I fall asleep.” Mattheo stood perplexed as you just kissed him and left. Now he wasn’t even good enough to take care of you anymore.

This was the moment he snapped. With stern strides he follows you.

“Who is it?!” You frowned at the question and met Mattheo’s dark eyes. “Obviously, you’re done with me. So who’s better than me, huh?” His voice was filled with anger, but his question sounded so heartbreaking, that you felt no need to get angry with him for pushing you against the wall and snapping at you. You cup his cheeks and softly shake your head. “Matt, I love you. I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Your voice is calm and endearing, reminding him of how much he needed your love. You were always so gentle with him and feeling you slip away the past week hurt so much that he felt like falling apart on the spot. He's too hurt and afraid to lose you to act tough and with a whisper he confesses his worries. “You don’t check up on me anymore. You don’t wish me luck before a test like you used to. We don’t cuddle anymore.” You stare at him in silence for a moment, you had never seen Mattheo this soft and vulnerable before.

Your hands still resting on his cheeks move to his neck as you wrap your arms around him and pull him against you. Mattheo snuggles his face in your neck, embarrassed with himself and desperate for your warmth. You rest your head against his and your fingers move through his curls, making him sigh at your touch. “You told Draco I was a bit too much. So I backed off, because I didn’t want to lose you. I know I can get clingy sometimes, I’m sorry.” Mattheo moves away to look at you and his eyes look guilty. “No, no. Don’t apologise. Don’t be sorry. I love you clingy and cuddly. I need you to be around me.” Your eyebrows knit together. “But I heard you say-” Mattheo interrupts you and shakes his head. “I was being stupid. Don’t listen to the things I say. Just stay with me and love me… overwhelm me with everything you have.” You tilt your head in confusion. “No, I mean listen to me, just forget about what I said back then. I- I was trying to act tough so I pretended to- you know.” You chuckle. “You pretended not to like cuddles, because you wanted to be a tough guy?” Embarrassed with himself Mattheo nods. “I’m a softy for you and I need my daily dose of love. I don’t need space.”

You sigh at Mattheo’s pouty face. “My boyfriend’s an idiot.” Mattheo nods and leans in for a kiss. “Please, let me take you to your room and let me take care of you, because I want nothing more than to be around you.” You pull him in for another intense kiss as an answer and as you walk to your dorm, he squeezes your hand the whole time walking.

Theodore

“Where’s my lady?” Theodore frowns as he sits down opposite of Blaise, who raises his shoulders without looking up from his book. Theo shakes his head in annoyance, he needed you like he needed cigarettes. He spent the whole day longing for your love and warm embraces. Merlin, all he wanted right now was for you to entangle your fingers with his hair and ask him about his day. “For once the two of you aren’t attached to the hip.” Mattheo quips and Draco snickers. “Must be refreshing to have a moment to yourself.” Theodore stays silent for a moment and a little further, near the common room entrance you halt in your step. “She’s so mothering, it’s almost toxic. I don’t know how you do it, mate.” Draco wiggles his eyebrows at Theo as Mattheo talks. “You know, if you ever need us to come save you, we could always come up with a code word.” Draco offers and Theodore chuckles, not knowing what to say. “It’s not toxic, but I’m happy to have a moment with you guys, because she can be a bit much. She’s always so… clingy.” You chew your lip and slowly take a step back, leaving the common room as the word ‘clingy’ rings in your head.

***

You didn’t want to lose your boyfriend due to being too clingy. So you decided to keep your distance.

Instead of spending your evening studying cuddled up with your boyfriend you ask Hermione to help you out with potions who of course never passes the opportunity to study. Keeping up his tough act in front of his friends, Theodore can’t protest as you leave the common room to go study with your friend instead of with him. Theo feels himself get cold as he sits by the fireplace with his friends. If you’re not there to keep him warm the room just feels empty and even the conversations are boring. He can’t help but curse himself for letting you go study with Hermione. Having to make peace with an evening without you, Theodore longs for the next day and having you next to him during breakfast while you talk about your plans for the day.

The next morning, at breakfast Theo only gets a small kiss from you before you turn to Pansy gossiping about some third years. Theodore can’t resist but snake an arm around you and you love his touch, but you try not to be too clingy and decide to not fully lean against him. Your boyfriend is happy to have you next to him, but disappointed that you stay engaged with Pansy’s gossip instead of giving him some much needed attention. Why were you not combing his hair with your fingers until it looked the way you preferred it? Why were you not checking if he had done all his homework? What was so bloody interesting about Pansy’s conversation?!! He was getting so annoyed that he was caught by surprise when you kissed him tenderly and headed for class. His mind and body were screaming to have you back by his side and walk you to class, but he just turned to his breakfast and spent the morning sulking.

Finally, after two days, he had you close to him, settled on his bed with a book in your hand. You were all alone in his room and you both enjoyed the peace and quiet. You lay between his legs with his arms around you, while his head rested on yours, reading some of the paragraphs of your book but mostly taking in your warmth and scent. He gives you a soft kiss on your cheek and you smile and lean against his chest. “I love you.” You whisper and his eyes shine even brighter than he smiles. “Love you too.” However, your romantic moment is ruined when Blaise and Mattheo enter. “Astronomy tower?” Mattheo raises his eyebrows at Theo who is about to decline the invitation, but you speak up first. “I was just about to meet up with Luna.” You jump up and Theodore's eyes go furious at the suggestion of you leaving. “No you’re not.” Theo snaps at you, shaking everyone in the room. “Why are you so eager to get away from me?” Theo questions and Blaise and Mattheo’s eyes move from their friend to you. You take a step back at your boyfriend's accusation. “I’m not. I’m just giving you space so you can hang out with your friends.” Theo shoots Blaise and Mattheo a dark glare. “Out! Both of you!”

As soon as the duo closes the door behind them and you and Theodore are left alone in the room Theodore gets up and towers over you. “I don’t want space, I want you. So tell me what’s going on, because I can’t stand it anymore.” His voice is stern, but you feel yourself relax as you no longer have to act differently and you can finally be honest with him. “You think I’m clingy and sometimes I’m too much… and I get that and I don’t want to lose you… so I did my best to give you some space in the hopes of saving our relationship.” Theodore’s heart aches at the soft tone of your voice. How could he make you feel like you were too much when you were all he wanted. “I’m such a shit boyfriend.” Theo sighs as he sits back down on his bed, making you frown and join him. “No, I was too much.” Theo’s head snaps to you. “You are not. I didn’t want those idiots to think I was whipped or soft or- so I said you were clingy, but you're not, if anything I am… I want you around 24/7.” Your eyes widen at his confession. “Soooo, you’re saying that ‘the’ Theodore Nott is so in love with me that he prefers cuddling over hanging with his friends.” Your boyfriend chuckles. “Yeah, so please just go back to reading in my arms and make me the happiest man alive.” You lean towards him and he meets your lips. The sweet kiss quickly turns passionate as you both fall back on the bed.

For the ones who asked to be tagged, here you go lovies: @ho3forfakeguys and @bitchoftoji

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riddlesb1tch · 2 days

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imagine az and reader have been sleeping together for a while but nothing is official. az is catching feelings for reader but doesn’t know how to tell her. one day he sees reader flirting with someone else and gets jealous but doesn’t say anything to reader. when she finds out she asks why he didn’t say anything and he says “I can’t tell u what to do. you’re free to be with whoever u want.” and reader says “it’s okay for u to want me all to urself. it’s okay for u to be a little selfish sometimes” and he’s like “and would u be okay with that? would u be okay with being mine?” and she smiles and says “I’d be more than happy to be urs shadowsinger.”

#azriel fanfic #azriel x reader

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riddlesb1tch · 2 days

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THIS IS SO CUTE PLEASE 😭💙

you were asking for drabbles so a cute little drabble about az trying to cook for reader?

Pairing: Azriel x Reader

Word count: ~230

Warnings: None!

a/n: I love doing these drabbles :)) I did baking instead, hope that's okay!

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“Wow, this is—”

“I know.”

“No, Az, it’s great. Really,” you comforted.

“It’s really not, actually.”

“Are you kidding!” you smiled. Definitely not a smile to hide your laugh. “This is—the best, um…”

“It’s a cake.”

“The best cake I’ve ever seen!”

Azriel huffed out a laugh, shaking his head as he abandoned the apron that had done little to protect his clothes from the flour and eggs and icing.

“I’ve never baked before.”

“I never would have been able to guess that.”

You turned from the cake and engulfed your mate in a hug, the Illyrian mumbling about your clothes getting ruined, but ultimately picking you up to sit you on the counter that was equally coated in flour.

Now eye-level, you pressed a kiss to his cheek and then his nose. “What made you pick up a whisk?”

Azriel’s face flushed a pretty maroon. “I wanted to have something in common with you.”

Some of the humor left you. “What do you mean?”

“You own a bakery,” he began, fingers tracing your jaw. “You have a cat, go to tiny teashoppes—I barely fit into your house. I wanted you to see that this could work, even if we don’t look like it should.”

“Oh, Az,” you tutted, pressing your forehead to his, flour now coating your cheeks. “I love the cake, but I didn’t need it to know that we worked. I already knew that.”

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riddlesb1tch · 4 days

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thank you for tagging me @thelov3lybookworm 💙💙💙💙💙

🍓how did you get into writing fan fiction?

I think I was 11 or 12 when I read pjo and got obsessed with the concept. I remember making up lil stories in my head abt diff adventures and being the child of diff gods and I used to tell my friend abt them. eventually I wanted to share them tho so I started to write them down and post them and I used to love love love it sm to the point where I woke up at like 4 am before school js so I could write for a bit!

🍇 how many fandoms have you written in?

4 fandoms

1. acotar

2. pjo

3. tmi

4. fw

🍅 do you read or write more fanfiction?

read more fs! most of the time I feel like I don’t have the motivation to write plus for some reason when I’m writing I don’t feel anything. so if I wanna feel…anything at all while reading I gotta read someone else’s stories.

🍌 what is one way you have improved as a writer?

vocabulary and descriptions fs is smt that has come w practice. to me it used to always feel like I haven’t provided enough details abt the surroundings or the emotions and haven’t communicated it well enough which is smt i still kinda struggle w but I think it’s gotten a lot better.

🍑 do you have any bad habits as a writer?

2 big ones: firstly, rushing when I’m writing cause I get so excited to post and share it w everyone that I don’t take the time to properly edit and reread it. secondly, leaving fics incomplete. my drive is literally filled with fics I’ve abandoned because I simply don’t have the motivation to finish them.

🍉 what’s your favourite type of comment to recieve?

honestly speaking literally any comment makes my day but my absolute favourite ones are when they quote a line from the fic and comment on it I ABSOLUTELY MELT

🍋 what’s something you’ve been ton scared/intimidated to write but would love to write someday?

I’m scared to experiment. I’ve been writing the same genres for the longest time like it’s always fluff or angst and one shots situated in the same universe. I wanted to write a fic where reader is from our world going into the acotar universe and introducing them to things like technology and all but I don’t trust myself to do it justice. one day tho maybe.

🍇 what made you choose your username?

Mattheo Riddle being hot.

@artists-ally @azrielhours @berryzxx @ellievickstar

Answer the questions and tag five fanfiction authors you know!

Thank you @metalbvcky. NPT for @mrs-illyrian-baby @doasyoudesireandlive @km-ffluv @labella420

🍓 How did you get into writing fanfiction?

As a teen I was a voracious reader and tried to write my own stuff based on other books I'd read. I also loved ST:TNG and wanted dearly to be in an episode and had lots of the books. I wrote my own ST stories with OC's (gratuitous self inserts), but they never went anywhere. In my late teens I read some Xena fanfic on the internet. But that was it for a great number of years.

At the beginning of 2021 I sat and watched the entirety of the MCU films in chronological order (I'd seen most of them before and was mainly a Thor gal.) I fell down the Stucky rabbithole. Deep. I decided to look up fanfic. AO3 was now a thing! I wrote (a very poor) Stucky fic and here we are, almost 3 years later

🍇How many fandoms have you written in?

As my ST stuff never made it further than my parent's old PC in the days of dial-up, I won't count it.

I've written for MCU, various Chris Evans and Seb Stan Characters and one fic for RWRB. I've been toying with writing a one-off Criminal Minds fic as a gift for a friend.

🍈How many years have you been writing fanfiction?

Three in July since I first published anything on AO3.

🍎Do you read or write more fanfiction?

I try to balance it out. If I have a period of hyperfocus writing I try to then go through a period of reading. I read on both Tumblr and AO3, so try to keep that even as well.

🍌What is one way you've improved as a writer?

Getting betas to pick me up on tense changes, overuse of words and rogue commas. Reading more. Practising. Writing outlines for longer stories so I don't go off-piste.

🍑Do you have any bad habits as a writer?

Getting bored half-way through a long fic, especially if the first few parts haven't had a lot of interaction. Which is why I try to write the whole thing before I start posting.

🍍 What's the weirdest topic you researched for a writing project?

Engineering courses at MIT and, for a separate fic, Violet wands, including the ways to use them and the differnt types of accessories you can use with them. I even watched a Youtube video.

🍉What's your favourite type of comment to receive on your work?

Any comment! Anything that gives me the validation I need!

🍐What's the most fringe trope/topic you write about?

I wrote a transformation into Tsum-tsum fic that was both cracky and smutty. That's pretty niche.

🥭What is the hardest type of story for you to write?

Action scenes. I loathe them. I'm constantly wondering if they are long enough, and make sense.

🍏What is the easiest type?

Short things that are either PWP or fluffy slices of life.

🍑Where do you do your writing? What platform? When?

Mainly on my elderly laptop on G-Docs, and in every moment I can - normally afterwork before dinner and on Mondays when I don't have work.

🍋What is something you've been too nervous/intimidated to write, but would love to write one day?

There are a few characters and ships I haven't written that I'd like to. And I suppose I'd like to write a proper long, over 100k fic at some point.

🍇 what made you choose your username?

When I made my AO3 account I felt as though that at 40, and only really starting in Fandom in this way, I was late to the party, so that is who I became.

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riddlesb1tch · 6 days

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💕 Just wanted to say i think your amazing and I hope you have the most gorgeous day ever because you deserve it 💕

u literally just made my entire day 😭 thank you so much tinkerbell 💙💙💙💙 I hope u have the most amazing day ever and all ur exams go well!!!!

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riddlesb1tch · 7 days

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Take me on a date

Azriel x reader

summary: your ideal date (mine at least)

warnings: none!

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"bye," you waved to the last customer in your apothecary before you were done for the day. your clock struck 5 p.m. and the clock tower down at the rainbow chimed five times.

time to go home! you thought excitedly. it had not been a bad day or even a bad week. however, it was Friday and after a whole week of working, you wanted to just go home and relax.

just when you were picking up your stuff, a shadow loomed outside the door. you internally groaned at the thought of another customer walking in but when you turned towards the door, you saw the beloved general of the night court standing outside. he had a silly grin on his face as he stood with his hands behind his back.

you smiled when you saw him but furrowed your brows in confusion when he didn't come into the store. picking up your belongings, you exited the store, greeting Cassian with a hug.

"why didn't you come in?" you asked.

he dramatically dropped into a bow and held his hand out for you. "because m'lady, i have been sent here to escort you to the evening of your dreams," he said gallantly, ending his statement with a wink.

you tilted your head in confusion while laughing at the theatrics.

"sent by who?" you asked.

"a certain azure male who I've been told you have been waiting for for over a week," cassian replied.

you nearly dropped your items at the shock before a beaming smile spread over your face.

"hes home?" you shrieked with excitement.

cassian laughed out loud at your excitement, standing up to full height and nodding in confirmation. he offered you his hand once more.

"shall we?"

without wasting a second, you grabbed his hand and let him take off into the skies.

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cassian landed on the balcony of the house of wind. from the huge windows opening out onto the balcony, you could see inside azriel standing in a similar stance to his brother earlier in the evening with his hands behind his back and an easy smile resting on his face.

you screamed in delight at the first sight of azriel, running away from cassian before he even landed. without looking, you handed your things to cassian who laughed at the sheer excitement in your eyes at seeing his brother.

running inside, you threw your arms around azriel's neck, holding onto him tightly. azriel reciprocated the excitement, a genuine laugh coming from him as he caught you. he lifted you off your feet, spinning in circles while holding onto you.

after he set you down, you unwound your arms from around his neck and rested them on his biceps as you looked at him.

"why didnt you tell me you were coming?" you asked with a big, excited grin.

"because then i wouldnt get to see this smile," he responded.

you crinkled your nose in mock disgust. "you're so cheesy," you said and lightly hit his arm.

"well," azriel contemplated. "you already knew that about me when you agreed to go on a date so its really on you," he responded.

"touche," you smiled.

a beat of silence passed as you took each other in. then, azriel broke the silence.

"i have a very special evening planned for us."

you raised your brows in question and anticipation. "yeah?"

he backed away from you, gesturing down the hall.

"after you," he bowed.

you laughed but moved along into the hallway. azriel was right behind you, hands on your arms, guiding you as you navigated your way through the house. you stopped right outside the room you'd spent countless nights together in. the room was ajar and the wonderful aroma of lavender hit your nose.

you looked back at azriel in surprise he smiled, urging you to enter the room. as soon as your eyes saw what was inside, you love for azriel grew ten times.

the bed was laid with cozy, comfortable blankets and tons of fluffy pillows, a cart sat next to the bed holding all your favourite snacks, and two steaming cups of tea sat on the the side table. that was what was giving off the aroma of lavender. azriels secret brew of the most exquisite and calming tea you had ever tasted.

azriel wrapped his arms around your waist, resting his chin on your shoulder.

"like it?" he whispered.

you were speechless for a second, not knowing how to comprehend this emotion.

"i love it," you finally said. turning around, you wrapped your arms around azriels torso, resting your head on his chest. azriel hugged you back, swaying side to side.

"thank you so much for this," you said as you looked up at him.

azriel leaned down to kiss your lips. "its no problem at all."

"lets go?" azriel asked and you grinned once more with excitement.

you and azriel took off the tight work clothes and slipped into t-shirts and sweatpants. having the uncomfortable clothing that confined your body all day long was already a big relief, but that was nothing compared to the sight of azriel laying on the bed while chilly night air entered the room from the open window, slightly blowing at his hair that always looked artistically messy. he was surrounded by cozy blankets and fluffy pillows, looking an angel sitting on a cloud. he sat with blankets up to his waist and his arms extended and so welcoming. the sight looked so welcoming and comfortable your eyes started drooping as you walked over.

you plopped down on top of azriel, cuddling closer to his chest and wrapping your arms around him. after a long week of working, you could not imagine a better way to unwind than a nap date.

#azriel fanfic #azriel x reader #acotar fanfiction #azriel x you #azriel shadowsinger #acotar #acotar fluff #azriel x female!reader #azriel imagine #azriel shadowsinger x reader

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riddlesb1tch · 7 days

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tell me abt it

js pulled my second all nighters in a row and can’t even sleep when I get home from school cause I’ve got more shit tomorrow

ILYSM AND I LOVE UR WRITING POOKS <3

HOW HAVE U BEEN I MISS U :(

BERRRYYYYY ILYSM BBG!!!! I MISS U SMM ITS BEEN SO LONG SINCE WE TALKED!! HOWVE U BEEN??

I’ve been stressed lately cause life ✌️ but school is ending soon so that’s keeping me going!

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riddlesb1tch · 7 days

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June 26 ✌️

ILYSM AND I LOVE UR WRITING POOKS <3

HOW HAVE U BEEN I MISS U :(

BERRRYYYYY ILYSM BBG!!!! I MISS U SMM ITS BEEN SO LONG SINCE WE TALKED!! HOWVE U BEEN??

I’ve been stressed lately cause life ✌️ but school is ending soon so that’s keeping me going!

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riddlesb1tch · 8 days

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WE GOT THIS!!!! 1 more month! (and a half)

ILYSM AND I LOVE UR WRITING POOKS <3

HOW HAVE U BEEN I MISS U :(

BERRRYYYYY ILYSM BBG!!!! I MISS U SMM ITS BEEN SO LONG SINCE WE TALKED!! HOWVE U BEEN??

I’ve been stressed lately cause life ✌️ but school is ending soon so that’s keeping me going!

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riddlesb1tch · 9 days

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ILYSM AND I LOVE UR WRITING POOKS <3

HOW HAVE U BEEN I MISS U :(

BERRRYYYYY ILYSM BBG!!!! I MISS U SMM ITS BEEN SO LONG SINCE WE TALKED!! HOWVE U BEEN??

I’ve been stressed lately cause life ✌️ but school is ending soon so that’s keeping me going!

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riddlesb1tch · 11 days

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All in Your Head

summary: You have been working late for the past month with Rhysand, leading to Azriel feeling neglected.

warnings: Azzie is a sad boy :(

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“There is another place we can look, I think,” Rhys piped up after some minutes of silence. You two had been trying to track down the mask Nesta found at the bottom of the lake which seemed to have disappeared into thin air after the first sighting.

“Where?” you asked, sitting up in your air. You uncrossed your legs and leaned toward Rhysand, elbows resting on the table.

Rhysand scratched his chin in contemplation, then said, “We could try with the human queens maybe?”

The idea at first seemed absurd to you. What would humans want from a fae treasure? But given how power-hungry they had come off after the first time you met them, it seemed plausible that they would go to great extents to ensure the mask was in their possession should it ever come down to waging war against Prythian. Especially given what the mask could do: summon and control the dead.

Just as you went to answer, you were hit with a sudden wave of insecurity. You sucked in a harsh breath, eyes widening in shock before you felt the need to cry. However, the wave washed away before you could, leaving you confused.

Rhysand noticed your change in expression. “What's wrong?” he asked.

Your brows furrowed. “I-I dont know,” you confessed. “I just felt this sudden rush of emotions.” Your eyes met him when a realisation struck you. Getting up from your seat, you collected your belongings from his office. Rhsyand looked at you confused and concerned. “What’s going on, Y/n?” he asked.

“I think something is wrong with Azriel,” you explained in a concerned tone. Standing by the door you asked, “Is it okay if we continue this meeting tomorrow?” You barely waited for his approval before rushing out the door and winnowing to the House of Wind.

Before your feet even hit the floor of the House of Wind, your eyes were scanning the house for any signs of Azriel. Weirdly enough, you found some. Weird because Azriel was a male of immaculate discipline. After a mission, he always took off his leathers and set them aside for cleaning. His weapons were always laid out in a line on the vanity so he could polish them the next day, so seeing his stuff thrown around the house was very concerning. His leathers lay on the floor haphazardly as if he took them off recklessly, his boots lay in the middle of the living room, and his daggers were thrown on the kitchen counter carelessly.

Furrowing your brows, you moved towards your bedroom. You couldn’t hear any sounds but the bond told you he was in there…and he was not okay.

The door was ajar and the scent of alcohol hit you as soon as your approached. His silhouette sat on the bed, flipping through some papers while a drained glass of alcohol, no doubt, rested next to him.

“Azzie?” you called.

He looked up from the pile and beamed at you.

“Y/n! You’re home! I wasnt expecting you for another few hours.” He set his papers aside and got off the bed to greet you. Somehow this bright behaviour concerned you further. It was so contradictory to what you’d felt down the bond earlier.

“I wasn’t expecting it either,” you said as Azriel wrapped you in a hug. You inhaled his scent, tinged very strongly with alcohol and realised he was completely intoxicated. His deameanour made sense now.

Pulling away, Azriel gently kissed your lips.

“Are you okay, baby?” you asked, running your hands over his arms.

“Yes! Why wouldn’t I be?” he asked, grabbing your head and pulling you towards the bed.

You tossed your bag on the floor, letting him take you where he wanted. Azriel sat down on the edge of the bed and rested his hands on your hips while looking up at you.

“I missed you,” he admitted. The honesty and desperation in his eyes killed you.

Smiling sadly, you ran your hands through his hair. He leaned into your touch, kissing your palm.

“I missed you, too, love,” you said.

Suddenly Azriel’s expression changed and he looked almost annoyed. “You’re lying,” he stated.

You were taken aback by this. “No. Why would I lie about that?” you questioned.

“Cause you’re never here!” he yelled then plopped down on the bed face down. You sat down next to him, hand resting on his back and rubbing soothing circles.

“I’m busy with work, love,” you said gently.

He turned onto his back, making eye contact and took a hold of your hand. “I know,” he said. “I’m sorry. I just miss my mate.”

“Well,” you threw off your shoes and put your legs up on the bed. “I’m here now!”

Azriel looked at you wearily but seeing the beaming smile on your face, the corners of his mouth quirked up. He pulled you into his chest, holding you tight. You giggled at the sudden, a sound that was music to Azriel’s ears that had been begging to hear it from you.

You and Azriel talked a long while, lazy kisses being pressed into each others skin occasially, before you fell asleep holding each other.

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The next morning, Azriel laid on his stomach, arm stretched out beside him. His eyes opened slowly to the sunlight pouring into the room. The memories of last night came to him and a small smile turned up the corners of his mouth. Azriel sat up and turned around, hoping to be greeted by your beautiful face.

However, the bed next to him was cold and empty. You’d left before he’d woken up again, and somehow, this hurt more than the other times. Azriel sighed, rolling out of bed to get ready for training with Cassian.

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You sat down in Rhysand’s office for the millionth time this week. The same study you had been seeing every day for hours on end the past week, with the same stacks of papers on the desk, the same weathered, worn, look on Rhysand’s face, the same crumpled clothing on both your bodies, and the same mugs of the same stale coffee. Dread filled your chest thinking of the same conversation you two had had for the past week: locating the stupid mask Nesta got from the bottom of the lake. One of the Dead Troves, can call upon and control the dead. The thing had disappeared off the face of the planet and you and Rhysand had been searching all over Prythian and the human lands for the darned object for at least a month straight, all with no luck.

“I’m out of ideas,” Rhysand said in defeat, running a tired hand through his hair and leaning back in his chair.

You mimicked the movement, leaning back into your seat and sighing. “So am I. I haven’t a clue anymore where it could be.”

Rhysand faced the ceiling and closed his eyes. His chest slowly rose in a deep inhale and deflated, tired sound escaping his lips. You eyed the movements, feeling a wave of pity wash over you. Rhysnd had been attempting to locate the mask since the moment it disappeared. When he was unable to do so by himself, he had called on you. You, one of the most powerful fae, were born with the gift of detecting a magical object within a hundred feet of you. But if even you were having difficulty detecting it, there was barely any hope left.

Rhysand breathed slowly once more under your watchful gaze and this time you spoke up.

“Maybe,” you leaned forward and rested your elbows on your knees. “We should take a break for a bit,” you said.

Rhysand lowered his head to face you, looking as if he was about to protest but sighing in defeat at the pity in your eyes from his state. He nodded, pinching the bridge of his nose.

You nodded with a slight smile and stood.

Rhysand watched as you gathered your things from around his study, then headed towards him.

“Sleep for a bit, okay?” you looked him in the eyes that looked a dull mauve instead of the vibrant violet, and so your tone was demanding rather than suggesting. He nodded. You leaned down and kissed the top of his head while he squeezed your hand.

“Bye, Y/n,” he spoke in a raspy voice.

Shutting the study door behind you, you winnowed to the House of Wind where your beautiful mate you hadn’t seen since this morning would be. Sleeping most likely, given the time, but your eyes craved to see his face regardless. Your ears longed for his voice, and your body yearned for his touch. Before last night, it had been a while since you had spoken, truly spoken to Azriel. Most of your interactions as of late were restricted to greetings and farewells: a simple “enjoy your breakfast” with a kiss on the cheek before you left the house and a “hi Azzie” whispered into the darkness of your bedroom with a kiss to the lips delivered to his slumbering form. As late as it was, you were selfish enough to wish Azriel wasn’t asleep.

Your shoes were quiet as they hit the marble flooring of the House of Wind. The living room was quiet, the only state you had known it to be in for the past month. A glass of whiskey sat half empty on the side table next to the sofa meaning Azriel had been drinking. Worry filled you instantly. You’d found something similar last night as well, and Azriel only drank alone when he was upset about something. You knew for a fact he had been alone because the rest of the IC members were busy dealing with their issues.

Tossing your things on the sofa, you headed to your shared bedroom. There wasn’t a sound coming from inside so you guessed he was asleep. However, once inside, you could see Azriel’s silhouette sitting on the bed's edge in the room's low light.

You nearly cried with happiness. You had missed him so dearly that you would kill for even a few minutes of simply being awake at the same time as him. Dropping your bag to the floor, you headed towards your mate.

“How come you’re awake?” you asked while approaching and braced your hands on his shoulders. Normally, with this proximity, Azriel’s hands would have automatically found your waist, or, if he was feeling a bit mischievous, groped your ass. But when he did neither, your brows furrowed in concern. Your hands traveled down to his neck and you felt tension there.

He was stressed about something.

“Azriel?” you questioned, crouching down in front of him. “What's up, baby?” you asked softly, stroking his cheek with your knuckles.

His hazel eyes, dull and sad, moved to yours. Your heart broke at the pain they held and you felt the immediate need to fight the cause of this pain. He simply stared at you, unsaying, but a rush of insecurity and stress flooded the bond like a dam had been broken. You gasped from the intensity of the emotions, taking a second to stabilise yourself.

Once you had your bearings, one simple question remained in your head.

“Why?” you voiced. “What happened?”

“A-” he started and looked down. “Are we breaking up?” he asked in a broken voice.

You were taken aback by the question, brows raising at the sheer absurdity the statement held.

“What? No! Of course not!” you replied. Your hands tightly held his, squeezing in reassurance. “Why would you think that, sweetheart?”

He looked down at your hands that held his, thumbs stroking his with featherlight touches. “Lately you’ve been cancelling all our plans to work. And I know you’re busy, I understand that. But I guess, after a certain point it started feeling like it was partially because you didn't want to be around me,” Azriel hesitantly admitted.

If your heart was broken before, this confession just broke the broken pieces further. Suddenly it made sense what he was talking about last night about you lying about missing him. Still, you could not believe your ears. Yes, work had been stressful and had led you to cancel plans, but you hadn’t realised the extent…to the point where it started feeling like neglect to Azriel. You felt nothing short of appalled with your actions.

You looked down in disbelief, shaking your head. “Baby, I-” you looked back up to his face. “I am so sorry.” Tears flooded your eyes as you digested the extent of Azirels insecurity, and felt that loneliness down the bond.

“I am so sorry, Azriel,” you choked out. “I cannot believe I let it get this bad.” You sniffled. “But remember this Azriel: We are never, ever, ever, breaking up, okay? I love you so much! I know I have cancelled way too many plans lately, but I swear, darling, not a single one of those was because I didn't want to see you or be around you. There is nothing I wanted to do all day except be with you and talk to you and listen about your day, I swear, baby,” you ranted.

A small smile appeared on his lips and he pulled you up to sit next to him on the bed. “Really?” he asked.

“Really,” you assured, bringing his hands up and placing a firm kiss on them. “I love you, Azzie,” you whispered, resting your cheek on his hands.

“I love you,” he whispered back.

You got up from the bed and moved onto his lap, wrapping your arms around his neck and hugging Azirel close to you. It was a hug you both needed, assurance and intimacy you both craved in the moment. The bond on Azriel’s side was still open and you felt the insecurity dissipating, being replaced by assurance, security and relief.

You kissed the top of his head a few times, then tipped his face up towards yours and placed a firm, long-lasting kiss on his lips. Both of you sighed into it, holding onto each other a bit tighter and smiled brightly while letting go.

#cause ilyyyy

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riddlesb1tch · 12 days

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All in Your Head

summary: You have been working late for the past month with Rhysand, leading to Azriel feeling neglected.

warnings: Azzie is a sad boy :(

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“Where?” you asked, sitting up in your air. You uncrossed your legs and leaned toward Rhysand, elbows resting on the table.

Rhysand scratched his chin in contemplation, then said, “We could try with the human queens maybe?”

Rhysand noticed your change in expression. “What's wrong?” he asked.

Furrowing your brows, you moved towards your bedroom. You couldn’t hear any sounds but the bond told you he was in there…and he was not okay.

“Azzie?” you called.

He looked up from the pile and beamed at you.

Pulling away, Azriel gently kissed your lips.

“Are you okay, baby?” you asked, running your hands over his arms.

“Yes! Why wouldn’t I be?” he asked, grabbing your head and pulling you towards the bed.

You tossed your bag on the floor, letting him take you where he wanted. Azriel sat down on the edge of the bed and rested his hands on your hips while looking up at you.

“I missed you,” he admitted. The honesty and desperation in his eyes killed you.

Smiling sadly, you ran your hands through his hair. He leaned into your touch, kissing your palm.

“I missed you, too, love,” you said.

Suddenly Azriel’s expression changed and he looked almost annoyed. “You’re lying,” he stated.

You were taken aback by this. “No. Why would I lie about that?” you questioned.

“Cause you’re never here!” he yelled then plopped down on the bed face down. You sat down next to him, hand resting on his back and rubbing soothing circles.

“I’m busy with work, love,” you said gently.

He turned onto his back, making eye contact and took a hold of your hand. “I know,” he said. “I’m sorry. I just miss my mate.”

“Well,” you threw off your shoes and put your legs up on the bed. “I’m here now!”

You and Azriel talked a long while, lazy kisses being pressed into each others skin occasially, before you fell asleep holding each other.

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“I’m out of ideas,” Rhysand said in defeat, running a tired hand through his hair and leaning back in his chair.

You mimicked the movement, leaning back into your seat and sighing. “So am I. I haven’t a clue anymore where it could be.”

Rhysand breathed slowly once more under your watchful gaze and this time you spoke up.

“Maybe,” you leaned forward and rested your elbows on your knees. “We should take a break for a bit,” you said.

Rhysand lowered his head to face you, looking as if he was about to protest but sighing in defeat at the pity in your eyes from his state. He nodded, pinching the bridge of his nose.

You nodded with a slight smile and stood.

Rhysand watched as you gathered your things from around his study, then headed towards him.

“Bye, Y/n,” he spoke in a raspy voice.

He was stressed about something.

“Azriel?” you questioned, crouching down in front of him. “What's up, baby?” you asked softly, stroking his cheek with your knuckles.

Once you had your bearings, one simple question remained in your head.

“Why?” you voiced. “What happened?”

“A-” he started and looked down. “Are we breaking up?” he asked in a broken voice.

You were taken aback by the question, brows raising at the sheer absurdity the statement held.

“What? No! Of course not!” you replied. Your hands tightly held his, squeezing in reassurance. “Why would you think that, sweetheart?”

A small smile appeared on his lips and he pulled you up to sit next to him on the bed. “Really?” he asked.

“Really,” you assured, bringing his hands up and placing a firm kiss on them. “I love you, Azzie,” you whispered, resting your cheek on his hands.

“I love you,” he whispered back.

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