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shallyne · 1 year

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Vampire Feyre x Fae Rhysand

Coming soon 🥰

#acotar #a court of thorns and roses #feyre archeron #feyre #feyre cursebreaker #high lady of the night court #high lady feyre #feyre darling #rhysand #rhys #rhysand archeron #high lord rhysand #rhys acotar #high lord of the night court #feysand #Vampire!Feyre #Fae!Rhysand #shallyne fics

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acomaflove · 20 days

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Feyre: what do you commonly use your magic for besides manipulating shadows?

Azriel: controlling my allergies.

Feyre:

Feyre: what.

Azriel: I can’t be a spymaster with the sniffles.

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serien-grl-22 · 7 months

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There are two kinds of male fae love interests:

300+ years older than the girl, powerful, dark-haired, cold

Cardan

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bae-gelz · 1 month

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Rhysand & Feyre.

This one isn’t done yet, but I’m at a stopping point because I’ve taken care of Rhys. Feyre needs shading on her skin and clothes and the rest of her face finished up. Oh and here’s their hands, cause I need to work on hands and their shading.

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narcissisticmf · 1 month

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practice or fun? | azriel x fem!reader

description: y/n and azriel decide to train to practice forms in battle. things get a little frisky.

trigger warnings: seductive behavior, a lot of fluff, mostly platonic, fae!reader, graphic violence, fighting, etc. read at your own risk.

word count: 1.1k

You stood before Azriel with a sword in hand, firmly grasping the handle. Your knuckles turned white as you swung your blade towards him. He blocked it effortlessly with his own, slashing it to the side so the tip of your blade kissed the snowy ground. You breathed out through your nostrils as he did so.

Lifting your gaze to him, your eyes flickered a bright shade of blue as you motioned your hand to toss a frosted ball of energy against his chest, knocking him down upon his back.

He grumbled and laid there for a moment. "I thought we said no magic," Azriel said lowly. You laughed and walked towards him, your eyes fading back to their original color as you held out a hand to help him up. He took it and stood up with your assistance.

Dusting off the snow against his Illyrian leathers, he stared at you with his bright hazel eyes. "You always manage to surprise me," He whispered. "And that will help you in war.. on the battlefield."

"I know," You smirked.

The two of you stared at each other for a while, a comfortable stillness fell upon the air. The soft snowfall was heard against the grass and the distant sound of an icy babbling stream filled the silence.

"Again," Azriel smirked slowly.

You smiled and raised your blade with a knowing expression as he would be the one to make the first strike. You alternated that during practices.

He slowly brought his blade up towards you. Your eyes were undeniably beautiful; intoxicating to Azriel. You stared at him warmly, as a way to distract him from making a strike. You slowly lowered your blade, letting the tip of it kiss the frozen ground.

Stepping closer to him, you breathed slowly as it became a misty cloud in front of you. It was warm and smelled of mint. Azriel could almost taste it. Your noses almost brushed against each other's, dangerously close but not quite. As his eyes fluttered closed for the slightest moment, you took the opportunity to swiftly grasp his sword and step back with both of them in hand. You held his directly at his throat as yours was still touching the ground.

"You should never let your opponent distract you, Az," You clicked your tongue in a way to tsk as he smiled bashfully, his dimples showing.

"Very funny," Azriel stated lowly with a smile before it faded, "Give me my sword." He curled his fingers as a way to gesture for you to hand it over.

You pressed your lips together fighting a smile as you made no such movements to obey.

"Y/N, come on, give it here please," Azriel insisted growing impatient.

"I like the sound of you begging," You smirked, eyes bright blue once again. Azriel noticed and swallowed, seemingly nervous. "Do it again," You said calmly.

"Please," Azriel held out his hand, eyes pleading and pupils dilated. He was enjoying this. You smiled softly and tossed his sword to him with the blade pointed down. He swiftly caught it by the handle and held it up, immediately going for a strike towards you.

You blocked it effortlessly and grunted, using all your might to push his blade down to the left. He stumbled back as you stepped forward, preparing to strike. Your hair fell before your eyes as you swiftly took your sword and started to slash in front of Azriel, just above his groin. It was one of the most sensitive areas to hit in battle, especially on a man.

Azriel backed up quickly, dodging your hit as he used his blade and it clanked with yours. The two of you held that position for a moment, catching breaths. His hazel eyes were bright as he looked into yours.

Your lips curved into a smirk as you took your knee and hurriedly jabbed it into Az's groin. He immediately dropped his sword and held his private on the outside of his Illyrian leathers, groaning as he fell to his knees.

"Oh, I'm sorry," You tossed your sword in the snow and covered your mouth, trying not to laugh. "I meant to aim for your stomach," You spoke apologetically between soft laughs. You knelt down before him and laid a hand against his shoulder.

"I'm fine," Azriel spoke through clenched teeth and a grunt. "That was a good strategy though," He chuckled in pain.

"Just lay stomach down in the snow, the ice might fell better on it," You tried saying it seriously. Azriel looked up to give you a very annoyed expression. You broke out into fits of laughter.

He rolled his eyes and shoved you on your back playfully. You kept laughing as he took a handful of snow, tossing it against your face and stomach.

"Stop! I said I was sorry!" You laughed as you made a horrible attempt to back away. Azriel ignored your helpless pleas as he gripped your sides and squeezed them, tickling you against the ground.

"Az!" You yelped in between laughs. "I'll do it again if you don't stop!" You grabbed a fistful of snow and threw it at his face. He laughed loudly, throwing his head back as his eyelashes and hair were covered in snow.

You giggled breathlessly and sat up as he pulled back from you.

It was rare when Azriel laughed or even genuinely smiled. The two of you somehow always seemed to share a laugh and a playful moment. He was always so solemn and serious; you were able to take him away from that for a few moments at a time.

The two of you were breathless as you slowly scrambled to get up and retrieve your sword. Azriel tried to do the same but wasn't as quick as you. The tip of your sword found his chin as he was still kneeling against the ground. You stood before him with a dangerous smile.

"I believe I won this match," You stated with a grin.

"Is that right?" Azriel smirked as he was slowly reaching for the handle of his sword. His eyes remained on you, pupils dilated and lips parted as he breathed slowly.

"Yes," You quickly lifted his head with your blade as you stared down at him with a dangerous glint in your dark eyes.

Azriel made haste and pulled back from your blade, swinging his sword against it, clanks vibrated against your eardrums. He pushed himself up and off the ground, continuing to spar with you. You had a smile on your face with each dodge and block you made. It was effortless.

It wasn't training or even practice to either of you; truly, it was just plain fun.

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a/n: i fucking love azriel. i hope you guys like this acotar content!! i read acotar back in january i think?? and i'm in love with azriel. i hope you guys liked this and if you want more acotar content PLEASE lmk because i loved writing this sm :) love yall! — angelina.

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daydreaming-nerd · 2 months

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Daydreaming Nerd Masterlist ☁️✨

Welcome to my mind palace where the things I spend all day maladaptive daydreaming about find their home <3. Everything is X Female! Reader.

Fluff 💖

Smut 🔥

Angst 🥀

Taylor Swift Inspired 🏹

ACOTAR: 🏔️✨⚔️

Bat Boys:

You Want a Baby? (Bat Boys x Reader) 🔥 Part 2

Rhysand:

The Bonds That Break Us:💖🥀🔥 Part 1 , Part 2 , Part 3 , Part 4 , Part 5, Part 6, Final Part

Unconditionally. 🥀 💖

Azriel:

Implode 🥀

Lipstick Kisses 💖🥀🔥

How Did It End? 🥀🏹

Cassian:

Young Love and Old Money: 💖🥀🔥 Part 1 , Part 2 , Part 3 , Part 4 , Part 5, Part 6 , Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10

Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow? 💖🥀🔥 (in the works)

Eris Vanserra:

Crescent City: 🌆🌙✨

Ruhn Danaan:

My Girl 💖🥀🔥 (in the works)

Hunt Athalar:

Alphahole :🥀🔥 (in the works)

Tharion Ketos:

Throne of Glass: 🌲🦌🩵

(I'm currently not taking requests for Throne of Glass but I will be in the future and when I do I'll make a post about it)

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notawheelwalker · 15 days

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None of the IC were aware of feysand’s death pact, which is the main reason they did what Rhysand ordered and didn’t tell Feyre that her pregnancy would be fatal. They don’t care about her outside of who she is to him. If he was willing to step aside and let his mate die while birthing the heir to his court, they didn’t care either.

#anti feysand #anti sjm #acotar #anti inner circle #anti rhysand #remember when Feyre was warned her power would make her a target for fae to kidnap so their heirs would have her power #and then she abruptly decided to have a baby with her mind controlling partner who literally kidnapped her #but yeah the boo hoo Rhys is gonna die too in Cassians POV set me off

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watcherintheweyr · 1 month

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eris vanserra is everything rhysand thinks he is and sjmess will just wASTE HIM i’m BITTER

#anti sjmaas #anti rhysand #anti inner circle #anti night court #do you have any idea how bad you have to fuck up #for ME to hate something to do with a NIGHT FAE COURT #eris vanserra #pro eris vanserra

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copypastus · 4 months

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More for our acotar secret santa exchange. Combining @taymartiart's love for fae with her love for wrestling.

#my art #acotar #acotar fanart #tamlin #lucien vanserra #rhysand #feyre archeron #amarantha #cassian #azriel #wrestling fae for tay #ok maybe amarantha is a treat for me #happy holidays tay

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angel-maybe-alive · 1 year

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Worst things that happened to modern literature in my opinion:

Rowling taking over the concept of magic schools then spiraling on being a terf and now flirting with neo Nazis and the alt right.

Twilight popularizing the concept of magical love corner between creepy childhood friend and creepier immortal being ever fighting over the human embodiment of a sandwich made from two slices of white bread and a thin layer of saltless butter

Ready player one

Ready player two

Everything about jay kristoff

literally everything about him sucks

Sarah j Maas

The word fae

Hades and Persephone

Straight enemies to lovers

Straight omegaverse

Being honest I'm coming out as heterophobic here straight people should be banished from writing until you dumbfucks learn the difference between banter and abuse and the word consent also the age of consent laws

Fucking ugly minimalist covers

Did I said already fae because I fucking hate the fae

The 100+ yo dark aesthetic male love interest whose whole personality it's abs and toxic and being a pedophile

Sex (my problem it's not with sex itself as I am a horny mf myself my problem it's the worst books with the most cringeworthy sex scenes being sold as the best thing ever)

I'm talking about blowjob on a warzone bad sex scenes

Seriously why so many people like the concept of Faes

Any book booktok decides it's good

Booktok itself

People who have a whole ass bookshelf of different harry Potter variants

Like it's not even like interesting faes it's just those conventionally attractive european people with mutant powers

To be honest most problems with modern literature could be traced back to fucking harry Potter

Gay and black characters that only exist to be killed and further the white straight girl narrative

Fanfics being publicized as books

Correction the worst fanfics becoming books

And lastly FUCKING FAES WHY EVERYONE WANTS TO FUCK A BOY TINKERBELL FOR FUCK SAKE WHY? AND THEY ARENT EVEN FUCKING ACCURATE FAES EVEN THEY ARE EDGY EARLY 2000 DEMONS WITH LIKE THE TWILIGHT SUPER POWERS AND CRINGE ASS BAT WINGS, AND SOME OF THEM LOOK LIKE IF LEGOLAS WAS A TOKTOKER

#anti sjm #anti acotar #anti sarah j maas #anti booktok #anti jkr #anti jk rowling #hades and Persephone bullshit #seriously i hate the fae #being a hater its my passion #anti rhysand

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rise-deepseamonster · 4 days

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original post by @sarahandersoncomics on instagram

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starrbirrd · 3 months

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something something ACOSF AU where the first fae-tradition Nesta learns is cutting her hair and sending it to Rhys as a declaration of war

#I'm sure y'all remember that ancient Tumblr post about this #i would love having this be a faerie culture thing #archaic but those who know and remember KNOW #probably that hewn city au with mor's sister i talked about #where she doesn't know what to make of this Made fae woman now technically in her care #she comes to breakfast one day with her hair shorn to her ears and the confusion continues #until she hears about it from keir or someone and she just LAUGHS because that's the most audacious thing she's ever seen someone do #anti rhysand #nesta archeron derserves better #anti inner circle #pro nesta #anti acosf #anti nessian

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acomaflove · 10 months

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Night Court Shenanigans

Feyre: I just realized that I’ve lived in the fae lands for years now…but I still have not seen a dragon.

Rhysand: That’s because dragons are extinct.

Feyre: How do you know they are extinct? Did someone really check EVERYWHERE?

Rhysand: Pretty sure we would’ve found one in the past five centuries.

Feyre: You bitches couldn’t even find the Suriel without my help. Give me a week.

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foxcort · 3 months

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listen its not that tamlin locking feyre in a manor is ‘not a big deal’. its that sjm parallels tamlin and rhysand way too much for rhysand to be a viable, healthy option for feyre.

rhys put a whole city under a lockdown so severe people forgot about its existence (and from what the wiki says, the city was kept hidden for centuries even before, for the safety of its citizens) but tamlin locking feyre in a manor, so she wouldn’t follow him into an unsafe situation was crossing a line?

#finally resuming my reread of acomaf and thinking about feyquin-done-right aus in my head to get through it #at the risk of getting ‘too deep’ about the faerie smu t books its stupid to assume everyone would be on board with being locked in #velaris for 50 years #you’re telling me no one had doubts the half-fae HL could keep them protected? (ps. this is where you bring in doubts about his #illyrian bloodline sarah)#especially when the illyrians started joining amarantha’s side (bc they were following their HL’s example)#you’re telling me mor cassian and azriel were okay with rhysand suffering amarantha alone? (this is where you could’ve shown the strong #bond/ties within the IC sarah especially if azriel and his shadow powers and his spying came into play sarah)#this is why its taking me so long to finish reading acomaf i read one chapter and can’t resist writing a long rant about it #anti acomaf #anti feysand #anti sjm

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lanitalay · 6 months

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Before I Say Goodnight

Introduction

Reader insert ACOTAR fanfic, pairing tbd

Premise: 21st century fem!reader gets transported to the world of ACOTAR after a freak incident.

warnings: none, maybe a lil angsty

A/n: Hello! This is my first fic and an idea I have been wanting to see portrayed for a while. As of now the pairing could literally be anyone but personally I am partial to Eris or Cassian. Let me know if there are any tropes you'd like to see. I wanna make this a fun space so enjoy!!

Other chapters

It was colder than you had expected it to be. The Highlands were known for being cold and rainy but since summer began you had half hoped half prayed for a warm sunny day. The skies were obstructed by heavy looking clouds. It would rain soon and the end of the hike was nowhere in sight. Maybe this is why people shouldn't travel alone, you thought as thunder roared from above. If I was with someone I'm sure they would have checked the weather. But this was why you'd flown half way across the world by yourself. "I want to get lost in new cities" you had said to your parents who never thought this was a good idea to begin with. "I want to explore the world" how hopeful you were when it was just an idea. Now though, now you had to find shelter unless you wanted to get soaked. "This is so not worth it" you grumbled to yourself while looking around for some type of cover. There hadn't been a trace of civilization for a few hours now and according to the map the lodge was still a few miles away. Groaning, you go off the path and into the thick forest hoping to find a tree, a cave, a cabin, anything that could protect you from the weather. You walk in a straight line, careful not to get lost. Lightning strikes and thunder rattles you as you start to increase your pace a bit. The forest is dark and the wind sounds like a voice telling you to run. Run. Run. You start to jog a little, constantly looking back to make sure the path is still visible. To your horror, thick fog has rolled in from the mountains making it impossible to see more that twenty feet in front of you. Shit. Shit. Shit. You hadn't prepared for this. Hiking was always something you enjoyed, but you had no real survival skills. Other than a bit of information gleaned from your grandparents' stories or survival reality shows. I should stay here. That was the logical thing to do, avoid getting even more lost, once the fog clears make your way back. But another gust of wind urged you. Run. Run. Run. You looked around but there was nothing, absolutely nothing there except the trees, the wind and the ever encroaching rain. Nothing, not even an animal, not even an insect. Fuck. With a jump you start running in the opposite direction of the path. Something is wrong. Something feels off and wrong and you need to get away. There's a clearing coming up and a bit of sun is slipping through the break in the forest canopy. You stop dead in your tracks as you take in what's in front of you. Boulders the size of refrigerators are lined up in what seemed to be a perfectly symmetrical circle. Chills climb up your back. You walk slowly towards it, careful not to touch anything. The space feels sacred here. As you get closer you see that there are smaller and smaller boulders until they become tiny little rocks lined up exactly the same. Sweat runs cold. They seem to circle around nothing. In the center is a small round patch of grass lined with small mushrooms. Run. Run. Run. You don't know where to go, being here feels wrong but there seems to be an invisible wall that won't let you run back to the forest. The only way out was through. You walked slowly, as if someone was surveilling you, waiting, hoping for you to mess up. Avoiding any branches or roots that might make you trip, you get to the patch of grass. Thunder roared all around you. It shook the whole forest and left a ringing in your ears. Stepping over the mushrooms you place you right foot first and then the left. Only the floor is gone and you're falling. Falling. Falling. There's an immense pressure all around you, it feels like you're being pushed by the darkness itself and you're falling.

Just as it started it's over.

Shaking, you try to take a breath. What the fuck just happened? It's the only thing you can think. You take another breath and look up from the ground you just fell on. It's the forest. You realize you are lying in the middle of the same clearing. Well, it looks like the forest except the boulders and rocks are gone, the space barren. I'm gonna throw up. Run. Run. Run. You try to get up and manage to stand on wobbly legs as you feel for any injuries from the fall. There's no blood anywhere and the only pain seems to be the growing headache from trying to grasp what's happening. Then you hear them. Steps. Someone or something is close. You take off running back to where the path should be not willing to risk getting attacked by an animal. You're panting as you run and you look back for a second to make sure no one is chasing you when you run straight into a tree and blackness takes over.

You wince as you open your eyes and feel the thumping pain coming from your forehead, you touch it and feel a lump forming. Great. The fire crackles beside you and you freeze. Looking to the side you are terrified in place as you see an ethereal looking man with long red hair and a scar down his face looking back at you. "Hello", his tone is bored. "Who are you and what are you doing in this court?" You open your mouth to answer but close it again as you look closer. His ears are pointed and his eye seems to be mechanical. I've got to be hallucinating. Uncertain, you answer "I'm y/n and I have no idea where I am or how I got here." Did I eat one of those mushrooms? This has to be the worst trip ever. You swallow and more quietly say "Am I in danger?" He pokes at the fire and says "I'm not going to hurt you, but this isn't a safe place for a human". "What's your name?" he sighs, like he's tired of answering that question.

"Lucien".

#acotar #acowar #acomaf #acosf #feyre archeron #nesta archeron #elain archeron #lucien vanserra #azriel shadowsinger #cassian #rhysand #reader insert #x reader #agnst #fanfic #fairy #fae #sjmaasuniverse

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highladyofterrasen7 · 2 months

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No hofas spoilers pleasaaase

Rhys- artworksbyrokii

ruhn- shaunathecreator

#sarah j maas #hosab #house of sky and breath #hofas #rhysand #ruhn danaan #high lord rhysand #ruhn danaan crown prince of the valbaran fae #acotar #bryce quinlan #crescent city

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