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[lavendel081]

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[lanitalay]

ACOTAR Masterlist

*indicates smut

VELARIS GAZETTE

Azriel:

Before I Say Goodnight- 21st century reader gets sucked into the world of ACOTAR in this multi-part fic. Slow burn, wholesome romance <3 (21 parts, completed)

Cowboy like me*

One Day- Series, completed. Based on the Netflix series.

In the dark, a light

Eris:

Soon

Renegade

Among Flames and Starlight - New multi part fic (forced proximity/enemies to lovers) (Eventual Eris x Oc) (love triangle)

Lucien:

In the woods somehwhere

What is Left and What is Lost

Rhysand:

At sea, part 2, part 3

Cassian

Back to the basics

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[thomasisaslut]

Eris Vanserra. That’s it.

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[lemmegettamcpictwo]

First sketch of the year and it's Eris🫶 drifter gotta fight me for her

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[sweetcarolina-24]

Scorched Shadows: Part 3

Summary: Estella is the younger sister of Azriel. She has shadows just like him, and is also a spymaster for Rhys. When she meets Eris, she initially hates him, but everyone knows how that goes. This takes place before Under the Mountain.

Warnings: overbearing Azriel

part 1, part 2

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Morrigan had never been overprotective of me like my brothers were.

I’d been six when Azriel and I were released from that cell and taken to Windhaven. I was the youngest, and everyone treated me as such.

But never Morrigan.

The day I turned 16, Morrigan had dragged me to a bar to get wasted with her. Rhys’s mother had sent us to the cabin for a week after that.

But with Morrigan, I could speak freely. I didn’t have to worry about scandelizing her like I did with my brothers. I could barely say a bad word around them without them acting like I’d killed somebody. To them, I was still the scared little girl who didn’t speak until she was 11.

“Mor, you’re still hungover, we’re not going out again tonight,” I scolded the female. She pouted.

“Getting drunk is exactly what I need to get rid of this hangover,” she insisted. I giggled, as my shadows swirled around her.

Rhys’s talons gently carressed my mind, and I let them in.

Come to my office, now.

I tried to keep from being anxious at the tone. I got to my feet, explaining to Mor that I’d be back.

My shadows were giving me not intel as I made my way to his office, and his talons never left my mind.

I recalled when I was first brought to Windhaven, how terrified I’d been. I didn’t speak back then, and they were all concerned about me.

The first time I’d had to leave Azriel’s side in my entire life was his first day of training. I had been so upset with no way to express it.

Rhys had carressed my mind, thinking it would help. But it had terrified me, and I’d thrown a screaming fit that only his mother had been able to calm.

For years, I would cry anytime he tried to enter my mind. But centuries later, I had become used to it.

“What’s going on?” I asked as I finally entered the office.

All three of my brothers were there, and none of them looked happy.

They’re upset, a shadow whispered.

No shit, I replied. I winced as it tugged a strand of my hair in response.

“We’ve received a letter from Eris Vanserra,” Rhys announced, holding it up.

I chewed on my bottom lip, anxiety eating at my gut.

“He invites you to a ball being thrown in his honor,” Rhys explained. “According to him, you owe him a favor.”

“Shit,” I grumbled, earning a raised brow from Cassian.

“Why don’t you tell us exactly why you owe him a favor, dear sister?” Rhys asked me, setting the letter down.

“A few weeks ago, when I went to meet with Graham, Eris found me waiting,” I admitted. “He told me Graham had been beheadded.”

“And you didn’t tell us?”

“I did tell you!” I objected.

“No, you told us your shadows informed you of Graham’s death,” Azriel corrected. “And you certainly didn’t mention Eris Vanserra.”

“I knew it’d just upset you all,” I explained.

“Damn right,” Cassian agreed, narrowing his eyes.

“Why do you owe him a favor, Estella?” Rhys demanded, impatience wearing his voice thin.

“I said if he didn’t turn me into his father, I’d owe him a favor,” I explained, sighing.

“Well, you’re not going to this ball,” Azriel decided. I glared at him.

“I wasn’t planning on it,” I snapped.

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I liked to talk to the portrait of Rhys's mother nearly every Sunday. It was stupid, but I enjoyed catching her up on my week. Even the mundane details.

“I just hate how overbearing they are,” I was telling her. “I didn’t even want to go to this ball, but now that they’re forbidding it, I have half a mind to go.”

Her beautiful, violet eyes stared back at me. Even if it was just a painting, it was comforting.

“I hate Eris, but I hate being told what to do more,” I went on. “You know that better than anyone. The only thing holding me back is it might hurt Morrigan if I go.”

Every interaction I had with him, I thought of my cousin. My best friend. Guilt would eat at me with every word I said to him.

“But she might understand,” I debated. “I’m just doing it to spite my brothers. She does things to spite her family all the time.”

It may not have been a fair comparison, but it was true.

“You would never have forbade me from a ball,” I mumbled. “I miss you.”

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[moonlightazriel]

Symphonies /// Eris X F!Reader

Summary: The cellist in the orchestra caught his attention, Eris is mesmerized by her and he will do everything to be by her side.

Warnings: None

Word Count: 882

Notes: As my own birthday present, I decided to write, this one makes me happy and I’ll be posting the inspirations for the songs in the middle of the fic.

Main Masterlist

Another useless ball, where his family would just be shown around like a trophy, the perfect family of the High Lord, he hated those, how people felt entitled of him, of his attention and his time, he really rather stay in his house, in his peace and quietness, with the comfort of his thoughts than pretending like he had to do now.

Ladies and Lords would pull him here and there, wanting to talk, wanting to dance, and for the sake of the appearances he did, but he was growing tired and impatient with time, he had successfully managed to get away from a lord that was really interest in showing the good qualities of his daughter, saying she was the best option he would have for marriage.

Eris looked around, the fancy gowns and the soft music coming from the orchestra lull him towards the stage, violinist, pianists and one cellist in the middle, it was like the world had come to a stop.

The female gently playing the cello was beautiful, her hair was cascading on loose curls behind her back, the upper part was held in a braid and she was wearing a crown of leaves. The makeup was shiny and made her look like an angel. A corset hugged her upper frame and the silk skirt fell like a river around her, her manicured and skilled fingers moved up and down as she played the most beautiful symphonies and he couldn’t take his eyes off her.

Her skilled fingers moved in synch with the others, the music was changing its pace, a more aggressive rhythm, fast, people bumped on him as they danced but he didn’t move from his spot, sipping on his champagne from time to time as he followed the movements of her fingers, and how her head moved with each stroke of her arch. Her eyes were closed as she felt the music.

“Do you want to dance?” A feminine voice brought him back to reality and he turned to see a female dressed in a deep red gown, a smirk on her face, eyeing him up and down.

“No thank you.” He replied, turning once again to look at the cellist, she was the star of the show, he could only hear her and her instrument, the orchestra revolved around her, just like him.

When a calmer part of the song came, she opened her eyes, looking directly at him like she felt that he was already staring at her, those beautiful eyes, shining like the lights hanging above her head, they made his knees weak, and in that moment he knew he had to at least learn her name.

The aggressive pace came back again as the song came closer to its end, and a sweet smile adorned her lips as she closed her eyes again, too focused on her magic, he could drown in the sight of her playing for the rest of his life. She looked like a goddess and he was ready to be her most loyal servant.

Through the night, people tried to get him to dance or talk, but he was rutted in place, not daring to miss anything from her. Every once in a while, she would look at him and smile, making his chest warm and his blood boil in the best of ways.

One by one, people started to clear the ballroom, until the only ones standing there were him and the orchestra. They were starting to pack their things when he approached them again.

“Can I ask for something special?” They turned to him, and the female approached him.

“Whatever the High Lord’s son needs.” He nodded to the rest of the orchestra, they had been noticing how the lord looked at Y/N the whole night, so they sat again, whispering to each other, and the pianist started to play a soft melody.

“Will you dance with me?” He asked her, a red blush spread across her cheeks as Eris extended his hand to her, she shyly nodded, placing her warm and calloused hand on top of his.

He pulled her close, his other hand resting on her small back while she rested her other hand on his chest, the music moved the two in a silent dance through the empty ballroom. He spun her around, in a dance that every autumn member knew, the way they fit against each other, it couldn’t be a coincidence. Her friends watched as she danced with him, proud gazes turned her away as they watched the big grin involuntarily take place on her features.

“A beautiful lady must have a beautiful name.” He said as they moved around the room.

“I’m Y/N.” Her voice was sweet, like a late in the night breeze. He nodded, repeating her name like he would forget if he didn’t do it. She liked how it sounded coming from his lips.

“Y/N, would you give me the honour of meeting you again sometime?” He asked, feeling suddenly nervous, something about her made his whole body shake in anxiety.

“I would love to, Lord Eris.” The way she spoke his name, that was the moment he knew he was destined to be with her, for the rest of his life.

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[minicoffee00]

Look what you made me do. Part 2 Eris x Reader

Plot: Eris is your mate, and when you’ve tried your hardest of a long week to see himself and Nesta dancing together, you run away.

Warnings: ANGST

“Oh I see that I’m interrupting” you looked between Elain and Lucien who were sat on the sofa with tea and biscuits sat on a platter in front of them.

“No, no it’s fine Y/N. What’s wrong!” Elain asks sensing her friends distress.

“Your stupid brother is out there dancing with your even more stupid sister” you answered flopping down next to Elain who moved a little closer to Lucien.

“And why does it bother you that Eris is with Nesta?” Lucien asked his eyebrows raised towards you!

“Because Nesta is a female with a mate and she was out there with Eris in front of Cassian who looked like he’d just had his heart torn out” you reasoned not wanting to admit the truth just yet.

“That’s not the whole reason though is it. I think Lucien wants to know why it bothers you so much that it’s Eris of all people?” Elain says softly while pouring some more tea in her own cup and adding some to a fresh one seemingly for you.

“E-Eris is my mate” you sigh, looking down hands.

“My retched brother is mates with someone as kind and sweet as you?” Lucien scoffs looking over to Elain in disbelief.

“This isn’t me being rude of nosy, just trying to get my mind off everything but since when was this a thing?” You direct between the two, the last time you and Elain had spoken she’d been more comfortable with Azriel, and was in the mindset that she didn’t need a male. She was just happy being Elain and that was enough for her.

The reason you were so close with Elain was because you were the first person to regard her as that. Elain. Not the cauldrons favourite, not cauldron made, not Feyre and/or Nesta’s sister, not a mated female, not weak, not fearful, not a seer. Just Elain. And she had found comfort in that.

“Well, the mate bond is an interesting thing. I think I was defiant in what I had become and defiant about Graysen not wanting me, so I pushed Lucien away and tried to push feelings onto Azriel. But I started to hurt him, and it was unhealthy what we were doing. There was always this part of me, nagging me about Lucien to the point that it drove me nuts. I came here to talk to him about a month ago” Elain explains.

“So you guys are together?”

“I don’t think I can stay away from him for much longer, I pulled away from the mate bond without rejecting him for too long and that pained us both. I have gotten to know him slowly and I’ve come to enjoy his presence” she smiles softly. Lucien tentatively takes her hands in his, and she makes a bolder move forward leaning in to him, her head resting in the dip of his neck and shoulder.

“I’ve been patient with Elain and now that she has started to warm up to me, the thought alone of being apart from her is too much. I want to show her all around Prythian given the chance” he smiles.

“Elain also let me in on a little secret” he says a now pointed look in his friend.

“Hmmm?” You question.

“I told you, she wasn’t included in this Lucien” Elain murmurs not wanting to drag her friend under a bus she shouldn’t even be under.

“I know but I want to see for myself” Lucien admits, a small huff coming from the smaller woman next to him.

“Did you know I am not a full child of autumn?”

Your head whipped round, not having heard any of this. You looked from Elain, back to Lucien and kept that up until a giggle erupted from Elain.

“Your not actually Eris’ brother?” You asked.

“Full child, Eris and I still share Lady Autumn as a mother however I have a different High Lord and my father” he admits proudly.

“Oh Lords, are you Rhysand’s son? Is that what Azriel refused to tell me and why he kept me away from the dining room when you all were talking?” You ask looking him up and down in shock, nothing of him resembled Rhysand, not that could overpower Beron.

“No? Why the mother would you … never mind just use that brain of yours, please” he asks appalled you could ever think he had a connection to Rhys beyond friends.

“Hellion?!” You asked, you had met him on many occasions, purely on professional matters of course… but you had helped him when you though there was a mole within the day court.

“Yes, Hellion is my father. Elain and I have met him and explained our situation that your lovely friends back in the night court voted on not telling me… so while my brother Eris is off finding his mate and making plans with the night court to rid his father so he can become High Lord, im here finding out my whole childhood in the Day Court was robbed of me” he explains and your head shoots up.

“I’m sorry they didn’t tell you Lucien, really. Does he know?” You ask

“Yes when I was told Elain came with me. I spoke to him about it and I want Beron dead for what he did to my mother. I think Eris does too, which may explain why he was with Nesta tonight” Lucien says with a thoughtful look in his head.

“Why would he need Nesta to destroy Beron” you enquire, you were so confused at all these revelations coming forward.

“Not to destroy him, to distract him so Eris can have you kill him” he smiles, a look on his face as if he’s just worked it all out.

Eris was in fact being in a good male, he was trying to become high lord to do right by his court. Make his mate happy, his mother happy, his brothers happy including Lucien and most importantly to make himself happy.

“Why would I have to kill him?”

“Because if Eris kills him he won’t get the title of high lord. It will go to another brother” he sighs.

“Why wouldn’t he tell me though if that is the case?”

And with that question left hanging in the air, you Elain and Lucien set out for the Day Court, you didn’t realise but you’d actually interrupted Lucien moving out of his human house he owned with Vassa and Jurian.

You helped them get al the way to the day court, you hoped that this would be the last place anyone would look for you. Nobody did for a while it was just you and Elain exploring the court while Hellion and Lucien came to terms with everything about this move.

You guys helped the gardeners where Elain showed you the differences in certain medicinal flowers and you taught Elain stealth and how to stalk around unheard, something you’d learnt being as close to Azriel as you were.

“I think you should go back and talk to everyone about why they kept things from you” you admitted to Lucien, you yourself had time to think about what had gone down over the last few weeks and you were sad that not only had your friends lied to Lucien, but they’d also lied to you.

“I was thinking that too, Elain has been desperate to see her sister, and who am I to deny my lady that” he smiles back to you.

With that you left Hellion with smiles and a promise to return and winnowed straight to the Night Court.

The three walked into the house of wind at dinner, everyone around the tables already eating not having expected extra company.

What you expected to see was Rhysand and Feyre at opposing ends, Nesta on her own a seat away from Cassian and Mor, Az and Amren opposite side. However seeing Eris tucked on Nesta’s other side and Cassian on her other side, inching closer by the second.

“Good evening lairs” you announced loudly, smiling at each one of them, you pulled a seat out for Elain and Lucien who sat opposite each other on Rhysands end of the table.

“What ever do you mean by lairs Y/N” Rhysand asks, and everyone cocks a head.

“Just that you voted on not telling Lucien that his father is in fact the high lord of the day court. And the fact that you shunned me from the vote” you explain a grit in your teeth like sandpaper, so angry at your friends from keeping such things from you.

“Eris” you grin nodding to him. Having seen him start to move his mouth open and closed like a fish out of water, attempting to say something to you.

“So you found out?” Feyre asks sheepishly.

“Lovely Elain here told me”

“You did something to her and coaxed it out of her” Azriel’s argues making you step forward to protect Lucien and Elain, even if against your closest and best friend in the whole of Pyrthian.

“No she didn’t, her heart is pure. She didn’t think you were right, which you weren’t by the way” he smirks a thankful look send Elain’s way that had her smiling back at him.

“Can we talk … please in the hallway” Eris asks making a small laugh come from you.

“Now you want to talk?”

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[simkaswriting]

Eris Vanserra x y/n moodboard

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[depressedreader209]

Azriel: i’ve never had a best friend before

Eris: i’ll be your best friend

Azriel: …

Azriel: i’ve never had a boyfriend before

Eris: …

Eris: honey, we’re already married

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[legendarypalacepaperpony]

Hi 😊

I love love love all the stories and one-shots about Eris, but could not find anything close to something that came to my mind the other day. So I decided to do it myself, *evil crackle*.

I'd love some feedback since it's the first time, I've written anything like this in English 😅

Trigger Warnings: mention of abuse and torture, scars, blood, desperation, mental health issues

Sweet Relief

Blood surrounded Eris. It was on the walls, it coated the floor, it filled his lungs.

The male looked around in panic for a few moments before his eyes caught on the reason for all the unnecessary bloodshed. Beron stood across from him, holding a bloodied dagger in his right hand.

"Thank you for joining us, Eris", Beron snarled, a crazed look in his russet eyes. Eyes, that looked so much like his own, that Eris consciously avoided his own mirror.

"I knew that I raised a pathetic excuse for a male. But to think you are too weak to face the consequences of your own actions." Beron shook his head in disappointment.

"Maybe I should have just strangled you in your crib".

Eris blinked dazedly to fight the fog clouding his mind. He gazed down upon himself, trying to discern the source of all the surrounding blood.

But, save for the ropes that bound him to his chair, the male's skin was pristine. Well, as pristine as it could be, after all the years of torture, his father put him trough in the name of "training".

The Lording frowned, looking up and continuing his search. Now, it finally dawned on him. The blood did not belong to him, if belonged to his brothers.

Two of them, Shay and Connor, were tied up across from him, barely even recognizable. Desperation filled Eris.

He didn't hold much love for his other siblings, but Shay and Connor were the ones he could actually confide in. The ones that he trusted, the ones that trusted him.

And now? What had that trust got them? Save for a cruel, useless death?

The male started to shake. His heart was beating frantically in his chest. "Wha- What is going on? Why are you doing this?" he croaked, desperately trying to discern if his brothers were still alive, by some miracle he didn't deserve.

Beron laughed menacingly. "You, out of all people, should know why I am doing this," he hissed. "They were traitors. And Traitors. Are. Punished."

His father turned around, motioning for the guards, who were now dragging another body into the dungeon's torture chamber. The person was flung to the ground in front of the High Lord.

Beron cracked his neck before bending down to the new prisoner. "You don't have anything to say, Eris? Fine, we'll just need to up the pressure then."

Eris took a deep breath to calm himself down. He had played his father's games for so long, he could hold on just a bit longer.

But besides the smell of his brothers' blood, he could discern another scent. A scent, that he knew better than he knew himself. A scent, that had calmed his raging mind after a lot of nightmares. A scent, that turned so deliciously heavy with arousal.

Eris started to throw himself against his bindings in desperation, ripping the skin at his wrists open in the process.

"NO!", he shouted, trying desperately to get to you. "I'll tell you everything. Everything. Just please, please let her go", Eris pleaded, pain in his eyes as hi gazed upon you.

"You'll tell me everything?", Beron asked, amusement colouring his voice. "Fine. Who is the leader of this pesky little revolution then?" he hissed whilst clutching your hair tightly in his fist, ripping your head upwards and placing the blade at your neck.

"I....", Eris breathed, suddenly unsure. He did not know anything about a revolution, let alone its leaders.

"I don't know."

"You do not know, hmm?", his father hummed. "Well, looks like your mate's life is not worth as much to you as I thought."

Eris looked at you with pain and desperation. Your own eyes however told a different story.

They held so much love, so much trust, that Eris started to weep.

"It's OK," you whispered, voice hoarse from disuse. "I love you, I will always love you".

"I swear, I do not know anything. Just let her go, I beg of you." Eris pleaded. But to no avail.

Eris summoned fire in his hands in an attempt to free himself from his restraints, just as Beron lifted his dagger, ready to deliver a killing blow.

"NOOOOO!" Eris screamed whilst the dagger sank into your heart.

And Eris felt it unravel. He felt the bond unravel. The bond that he did not deserve, the one he had never deserved.

And just as the male felt the final strands of this glowing connection in his chest break, he heard your voice calling out to him.

"Eris, my love. Stop. Please. You're hurting me".

And the male sat up.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ The first thing Eris noticed when he woke up was the scent of burning skin.

His eyes ripped open immediately, just to find himself clutching your arm in his hand.

The very same hand that was covered in fresh burns from his own, flaming hands.

The male let go of you immediately, scrambling back on the bed, tears starting to streak over his cheeks.

"I hurt you", he croaked, looking down at his hands with disgust. "I burnt you. I'm just like him."

"Hey," you breathed softly, slowly scooting closer to your mate. "It's OK. You didn't do it on purpose".

Eris looked up at you sharply. "No, this is not OK. I lost control, I caused you pain. You're my mate and I caused you pain".

He started breathing faster and faster, desperately trying to calm himself down. To keep himself from accidentally burning you again.

His efforts caused his skin to heat up to levels, where it would be unsafe for any other creature to touch him.

Suddenly, he felt one of your hands on his cheek, coated in a thin layer of ice. Eris flinched and looked up at the hand incredulously.

"What are you doing?", he breathed. His eyes scoured your face for any indication of your intentions.

"Isn't it obvious, my love?" you asked softly, gently taking his face between your hands.

"I'm trying to calm you down".

Eris swallowed harshly. "B-B-But what a-about the fire? I could hurt you!"

"You would never hurt me, darling" you whispered, leaning close to his ear before pressing your body close against his,curling your arms around him, cooling him off.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

Eris shook his head, pulling you close and pressing his face into your neck, where your sleepy scent was most intense.

He just let you hold him for what felt like an eternity, his heart slowly calming down.

You gently entangled yourself from your mate's arms, causing him to tense up and gaze at you in alarm.

"How about a warm bath, hmm? Just to relax?" you offered, making sure to never stop touching him.

"You're gonna join me, right?" Eris asked carefully whilst looking at you with big eyes.

A gentle smile gazed your face. "Of course, my love," you breathed, pressing a gentle kiss against your mate's forehead.

You slowly detangled yourself from the sheets before walking into the bathing chamber and starting a warm bath. You were humming to yourself whilst adding lavender scented soap into the water.

Suddenly, a pair of strong, scarred arms wrapped around your waist and a head of thick auburn hair drooped onto your shoulder. You leaned into your mate with a sigh, snuggling close into his warm chest.

"Come now, love. The bath is ready." you whispered softly before turning around to look at your mate. Eris smiled at you gently before lifting your arm to inspect the burn he left there. Sadness filled his gaze before his eyes flickered to you.

"I'm sorry."

"I know", you breathed, sending a flood of unconditional love down the bond.

Eris eyes widened, before he gently ran his thumb over the burn, healing it in an instant.

You disrobed each other, your movements gentle but without any sexual intent.

Eris stepped into the bathtub before holding his hand out for you, making sure you didn't fall whilst stepping into the slippery tub.

"C'mere" you said to your mate, leaning back against the side of the tub and motioning for him to sit down with his back to you.

Eris did just as you requested.

His tight back muscles started to relax, and his shoulders started to drop as you started to gently lather up his hair, caressing his scalp.

You washed your mates' hair in silence, simply letting him work out his nightmare on his own.

The two of you stayed in the bathtub until the water was cold, and you started to nod off.

Only then, your mate got out of the tub, gently lifted you out of it and carried you to bed.

Whilst walking, your mate gently dried you off with his magic before dropping you into the fresh, clean sheets. The magic of the forest house must have swapped them out already.

Your mate laid down beside you, gently pulling you against his chest, burying his face into your hair, whilst you wrapped yourself around him like a koala.

"I love you," he whispered.

"Love you too", you mumbled back, already half asleep.

Eris smiled into your hair, pulling you indefinitely closer to his warm chest, delighting in the love that flowed into him from the mating bond, before falling asleep.

Safe.

In the arms of his mate.

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[chunkypossum]

Ch. 26 Changing Course

Read Kerosene Ch 26 on Ao3 A couple days early because I can ...

More angst...

He had spent nearly an hour sitting on the bathroom floor, wings curled in around him, just gently stroking the bond, letting Eris know he was still there. At one point, something tugged back, and it wasn’t Eris.

If I told you I was sorry would you believe me? Good, you're learning. Were's in the last 100 pages of every SJM book ever written so ... buckle up because it's not getting better yet!

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[lavendel081]

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[daycourtofficial]

MOTIVATION TIME! 💥💥💥 Put two or three sentences from a WIP and write two or three more. Send this to your favorite writers! 🤍💛

The Eris stans are feral for sub!Eris content so this is for them lmaooo

You look up at him, head between his thighs, fluttering your eyelashes at him. Your fingers rake up his inner thighs, scratching the skin lightly. He whimpers, desperate to feel more of you. You bite your lip, trying to suppress just how much him being vocal affects you. Your fingers are still lightly lingering on his thighs when you slowly swipe your tongue the underside of his shaft, from the base to the tip. He bucks his hips, groaning with desperation to get his cock inside of your mouth, but you reach an arm out, pushing his hips down into the mattress.

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[thomasisaslut]

Eris Vanserra x F!Reader

Hair Pulling — KTober

Word Count: 1.2k

Includes: Hair pulling, Rough Oral Sex, Oral, Anal, Anal Fingering, Vaginal Fingering, Vaginal Sex, Desk-Sex, Blowjobs, Cum Locking, Jealous Sex.

On Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/50921104

On Wattpad: https://www.wattpad.com/1390693783-𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫-𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑-𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐫-𝐏𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠-𝐄𝐫𝐢𝐬-𝐕𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐚-𝐱-𝐅

The back of your knees hit the dark wooden desk in a ‘thump’. You instantly fall back onto the High Lord’s desk, wincing as a quill pokes your side.

Eris leans over, his painfully erect cock rubbing against your wet, clothed cunt.

“The fucking spymaster?” He rocks his hips against you, causing a rush of pleasure to your core—aching and wanting. “Azriel Shadowsinger? Do you even know what you did to me when you glanced at him?” He growls, emphasizing the word ‘glanced’.

“Whatever do you mean, Eris?” You tease but you get cut off as he kisses you, his hand moves and cups your jaw—pinching it so it’s forced to be open. He then slides his tongue in your mouth, practically fucking your mouth with his tongue. Aggressive and dominant.

“You know damn well what I mean.” Eris glares at you, his deep, brown eyes filled with a mix of jealously, anger, and lust.

You rock your hips up, grinding against the man who looms over you. “Do I? Prove it, High Lord.”

In an instant you are flipped over to your stomach, your hair that was tied into a tight ponytail was taken a hold by Eris’ free hand. He tugs it so you look over your shoulder.

“You listen to me, slut.” The High Lord of the Autumn Court begins. “I’m going to fuck your ass, your cunt, and your mouth. I’ll give you the luxury of choosing which first.”

Your cunt drips at the mere mention of what he plans to do, a moment passes before you finally speak. “Oral first-“

He hoists you up before pushing you to your knees, Eris snaps his fingers and his clothes disappear instantly—perks of getting a High Lord as a husband—his cock springs out, leaking with pre.

You look up at him, your eyes shining under the pale moonlight that was emitted from the open windows—anyone could hear, fly by and see, anything.

“Get to work.” He snaps.

You shift to a comfortable positions on your knees before you spread his thighs further apart, your tongue runs up from his mid-thigh to the inner side before biting down—you suck a deep love bite into the soft, sensitive flesh.

“I said now, slut.” Eris groans, gripping your hair and shoving it closer to his cock.

You open your mouth and run your tongue over the tip, dipping your tongue into the little slit and tasting his pre-cum. Eris groans as you do so, the grip on your scalp only increasing. You move him deeper into your throat, only stopping when it hits the back. You begin to suck, harder and harder as you do so.

“So good, my High Lady�� fuck.” Eris moans, throwing his head back and revealing his beautiful unmarked neck.

You moan around his cock and begin to bob your head, the male above you moans louder with every movement.

Eris begins to thrust his cock into your mouth, you move your right hand and begin to fumble with his balls—feeling them tighten—you can tell he is close.

“Oh, my queen…”

You move your other hand and rub it up and down his thigh, your other hand not stopping as you squeeze his balls. You continue to suck his cock, his hips buck up before he shoots his cum down your throat.

“Take it. Swallow it.” Eris demands, his grip on your hair increasing.

You swallow his load down your throat before standing back up, Eris hooks his hands under your rear as you do so, he places you back on the table—now on your back instead of your stomach.

“Ass… now.” You speak, voice now hoarse and congested from the rough oral fuck.

He nods, sliding open a drawer of his desk then pulling out a vial of oil. Eris lubes his fingers up before sliding two into your tight hole, he moves his free hand to your clit and begins to lazily rub circles into it.

Eris begins to scissor your arse, thrusting it open with his middle and ring finger.

“E-Eris!” You moan, his fingers begin to pound into you before he withdraws, leaving your rear aching and unsatisfied—or, that was the case until he thrusts his entire length into you.

“Take it, slut.” Eris repeats before beginning to move inside of you, he starts thrusting in and out of your arse. “I love the way your ass squeezing me… but I adore your cunt, my love.”

“T-Then take me there!” You plea.

“I’m not there yet.” Eris smirks cockily, teasing you.

“Asshole!” You shout, Eris grips your hips tightly.

“Yes, I am in your asshole.” He laughs before picking up the pace, his finger on your clit begins to speed up, the building feeling in your stomach only increasing.

“I’m close!” You shout. “L-Let me cum!”

“Asking for permission? Such a good girl…” Eris grunts and hits the sweet spot inside your rear. “Go on, cum.”

You instantly follow his order, squirting on the hand on your clit. Eris tugs your hips down further, his cock fully sheathed inside of you before his hips shutter, he shoots another load into you—filling your ass with his hot cum.

“Lock it…” You moan, overstimulated from the two activities, yet, you had one more.

“Lock it? You want to fucking feel me?” Eris’ smirk only grows. “Alright, my love.” He reaches into the drawer that held the lube and pulls out an anal plug, he slides it inside of you—locking his load inside of your rear.

“Lastly…” You whine. “My cunt…”

“Glad you remembered.”

Eris applied another layer of oil to his leaking member, however, instead of thrusting in instantly he brings his two fingers from your clit to your dripping cunt, he slides them in—using your slick as lubricant—before he does the same motions as before, scissoring your tight pussy.

“Such a beautiful thing.” He purrs. “I’m going to destroy it.” Eris then withdraws his fingers, bringing both of his hands to your hips before inserting his entire length inside of you.

“Eris! Eris!” You moan, chanting his name like a prayer, waiting for it to be answered. “One more time! Cum… cum for me once more!”

For how dominant the High Lord usually was you new of his submissive side, you knew your words had effects on the mans thoughts. Eris nods.

The High Lord sits on his seat, not daring to slide out of your tight cunt as he moves you onto his lap—you straddle him as you ride him.

“Move, slut.”

You rock your hips back and forth as Eris thrusts up into you, your hands move to his shoulders as his remain firmly on your hips, he connects his lips to your neck and you throw your head back as you mon loudly. Your throat aching, arse stuffed, your cunt filled with his thick cock.

“I need you! Cum deep inside me, Eris!”

With your sentence he releases his third load inside of you, it shoots deep inside of your cunt—you don’t care about the lack of protection as he rides you through the orgasm. His hands move from your hips and begin to stroke your clit.

A loud moan escapes your throat as you cum for the second time tonight, he kisses your shoulder, neck, chin, then your lips before sliding out of your cunt. Eris stands, slightly wincing from the new found tiredness.

“I love you, High Lord.”

Eris smiles and buries his head into the crook of your neck.

“As do I, High Lady.”

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[lanitalay]

Eris x reader angsty blurb

I can't get this off my mind so let me set the scene: reader and Eris are in love but it isn't meant to be

"Stay" you shake your head, wiping your tears away before they manage to ruin your makeup. "I can't" it's the truth. You both know it well. "We can figure something out" he's in denial. For a while so were you, but the terms of the bargain were clear. The ink across your arm a constant reminder. His hands land on your waist and he pulls you to his chest, nuzzling his head in the crook of you neck. Sovouring these fleeting minutes before you are taken. You run your hands through his hair trying to memorize every last detail. This time you really don't know when you'll see him again.

"I love you" he says with such softness that your heart aches. You kiss his temple and begin to pull away. Despair rages behind his eyes as he grabs your face and places a searing kiss on your lips. A small moan escapes you but you manage to control yourself enough to break the kiss "they are waiting for me". He still doesn't let go. So you stand on your toes and whisper for only him to hear "I love you too".

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[sweetcarolina-24]

Scorched Shadows: Pt I

this is a series i'll be writing only on tumblr.

Estella is the younger sister of Azriel. She has shadows just like him, and is also a spymaster for Rhys. When she meets Eris, she initially hates him, but everyone knows how that goes. This takes place before Under the Mountain.

warnings: mentions of abuse(beron)

Part 2

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I spent most of the meeting fidgeting with my scarred hands. The Autumn Court made me uncomfortable, and I hated when Rhys dragged us out for High Lord meetings there.

Not only were the High Lord of Autumn and his sons cruel and wicked, but their powers revolving around fire had always made me nervous.

Morrigan had been allowed to stay home, but not me. Though I'd practically begged Rhys to let me.

Rhys routinely caressed my mind throughout the meeting, something I did appreciate. I'd been six years old the first time he'd done that, and it had terrified me. But over the years, I'd learned to see it as comforting, rather than threatening.

I kept quiet throughout the whole meeting, though I couldn't help but notice the way the Lady of Autumn was continuously cut off by her husband when she attempted to speak.

He spent the meeting belittling her, and nobody was doing a thing about it. It infuriated me to see the female treated in such a way.

"He's a cruel, abusive male," a shadow whispered to me. "She fears him."

I locked eyes with Eris Vanserra, who was sneering from across the room. I glared at him, still furious about what had happened to Morrigan all those years ago.

He ran his amber eyes over me, then looked away, dismissing me entirely.

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I snuck out of my room that night, feeling suffocated by the Autumn Court decorations. The flames and leaves that were embroidered into everything irritated me.

I hated the bed I was given, with it's maroon sheets. I hated the mahogany that all the furniture was made from.

Most of all, I hated the darkness that was everywhere. It wasn't physical, but you could feel it. The court was cold, empty, and dark.

My bare feet padded across the wooden floor until I managed to find a balcony.

I stared out at the beautiful scenery. As much as I hated the court, I couldn't deny it's beauty.

The trees were all golden, red, and orange, the forest ground covered in leaves. The chill in the air was comforting, not too cold.

"What is a delicate thing like you doing all alone?"

I whipped around, finding myself staring into the amber eyes of Eris Vanserra. He was still wearing the emerald button up and black pants he had on at the meeting. The jacket he had been wearing had been discarded, though. His short, red locks was still combed finely, not a hair out of place.

"I'm hardly delicate," was all I managed to say, the words a snarl.

He clicked his tongue, his hands meeting behind his back.

"You think those shadows could save you if the guards found a pretty, little girl like you wandering the grounds at night?" he challenged. I tensed.

“I’m just enjoying the beauty of the court,” I said sarcastically, rolling my eyes.

"Such rudeness from a lady," he tsked with a smirk. "You wouldn't last a day living here."

"I'd rather die than live here," I snapped back.

"You should care to watch your tongue," he warned. "Especially at the meeting tomorrow. My father doesn't take kindly to females like you."

The fury I had felt at the meeting came back. I recalled how he just sat there as Beron spewed belittling words at his mother.

“How can you just let him treat your mother the way he does?” I demanded.

“Excuse me?”

“He’s abusing her, and you’re doing absolutely nothing to stop it,” I glared.

“Don’t speak of things you don’t understand,” he growled.

“I was just a child when I witnessed the cruelty my father brought upon my mother, but I wanted to stop it then, and if I had been older, I would have,” I snapped at him. “And you don’t even say anything when he insults her—"

He snarled, lunging towards me and pinning me to the wall. I gasped, the air being knocked from my lungs as my back hit the stone.

“Say another word about my mother, and I will kill you,” he threatened, his features twisted in unbridled rage. “I don’t care who your brothers are, or that you’re a Lady."

“Like father like son,” I replied, my eyes narrowed at the male.

He looked nearly murderous at that. But he didn’t raise a hand to me. That would only prove my point.

"Estella, is it?" he asked. I nodded tensely. "Well, Estella, you should learn to keep your nose out of others business. It will only bring trouble."

"I'm a spymaster, that's my job," I replied coolly, my back still pressed against the wall.

"Well, keep my mother out of it," he growled, releasing me.

I let out a breath of relief as he stepped away from me. And then, he was gone.

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