#elris

Azriel 🪽

Azriel x Fem!Priestess!OC (Thea)

💢Oil and Fire - Azriel and Thea have a meeting in the training pit of the House of Wind. She tells him a secret.

💖✨💢Deny! Deny! Deny! 1 | 2 | 3 (coming soon) - Azriel knows Thea is just as attracted to him as he is to her. He's content to only think about her when he's in bed and he's happy to know that she's doing the same. They can spar and meet up in the training ring secretly when they can't sleep. They can talk about sex and revenge and whatever they're reading at the moment like they're things two friends just discuss at the same time. Unfortunately, an external problem forces them to be confined in the House of Wind together, with only a certain Eris Vanserra as temporary company.

Azriel x Fem!OC (Merrin) ~ there are more fics on Ao3 for these two!

✨💢Club Rats - Azriel and Merrin have been meeting in clubs for months now. Sometimes, they ditch Rita's for dinner, and most of the time, they end up sleeping together. This time, they drink far, far too much, make some regrettable decisions that get them thrown out, and share a moment more intimate than they ever have before.

✨Don't Be Daft, You Practically Live Here 1 | 2 (coming soon) | 3 - Azriel and Merrin have been together almost one whole year now, all without his family knowing she existed. After he comes back from a mission and spends the day with her, he realises that it might not be so bad for them to meet after all. So, what better time to introduce her than Starfall?

💢✨Peace, In a Way - Azriel searches for some quiet. His thoughts are too loud. His body too restless. So he goes and sits on Merrin's roof. She finds him, of course.

Azriel x Fem!DayCourtProdigy!OC (Sereyna)

💢✨Broken Things - After a terrible night in the Day Court, one where he feels more lonely than ever, one where his heart won't stop fucking shuddering in his chest, Azriel unexpectedly meets his mate. The problem? She wants absolutely nothing to do with him and rejects him in all but name. He goes to Rhys for answers, and doesn't like what he hears.

Azriel x Fem!OC (Aicha)

💢The Animals - There are many things Azriel wishes he could forget. Aicha, for better or worse, has never been one of them. He's not quite over her. He probably never will be.

Azriel x Reader

💢✨Don't Panic - Nesta doesn't like you. Never has, not since the first time Azriel introduced you as his mate, and you chalked it up to a personality clash; namely, Nesta being prickly and you being, well, you. You had thought that was how it was going to stay, but when you and Nesta get captured by Illyrians, you have to work together, and you find yourself understanding each other a little more. You might even end up friends.

Eris Vanserra ❤️‍🔥

Eris x Healer!Fem!OC (Cleo) / Kingmaker Series

✨Before Someone Misses You - Eris is mere moments away from death. He can't think straight; the faebane and the blood loss is making him delirious. With what little strength he has, he winnows to Cleo's backdoor and practically collapses into her arms. Unfortunately for him, his usual restraint is severely impeded and yeah, he's so fucking in love with her, even if he can't admit it to himself.

💢✨Do You Trust Me? - Eris catches Cleo just at the wrong moment; she's on her cycle and she's in agony. For some inexplicable reason, he feels this intense urge to help her, so he does. He struggles to deal with his own vulnerability, and to reconcile how he feels about her with what he expects from himself.

💢✨Damnation - In the depths of the night, Eris goes to the temple on the outskirts of the grounds of the Forest House. He asks the Mother for guidance, for forgiveness, for whatever it is he's searching for. He goes because Cleo is on his mind. These days, she always is.

💖Eris Wants - Eris has a dream about the female who heals him. A very, very nice dream.

💢✨The Ghost in the Back of Your Head - POV Lucien - Lucien has a very complicated relationship with his eldest brother, Eris. Sometimes, he can't stand him. Sometimes, he loves him so fiercely he'd do anything for him. Sometimes, Lucien wonders if he really even knows him at all. [Cleo technically makes an appearance, but it's a general fic.]

with more to come...

ModernAU!Eris Vanserra x Fem!OC

💢✨Friday, 4PM, E.V. ~ Increase Dosage? -Every Friday without fail, Eris leaves his office and goes to see his therapist. This week has been long, infuriating, and all he wants is for everyone to leave him the fuck alone and let him do whatever the fuck he wants. Unfortunately, his therapist has a way of needling and needling and needling and he seriously isn't in the mood to think about his dying father, Morrigan, or the woman he met at University and can't seem to let go.

Eris Vanserra x SecretWife!OC (technically related to this nyx x eris' daughter fic!)

✨ Wailing and Squealing - Eris receives a very important letter in the dead of night. He needs to go see his wife—and his newborn daughter.

General Eris Vanserra

💢💖 The Tightening of Hands - At a party in the Forest House, Eris' father sends him some unwanted attention. warning for rape/non-con elements

💢 Good Catholic Boy - Modern!Eris goes to confession.

Azris ⚔️

✨💢 Patience - Eris lies beside Azriel and knows he isn't asleep. He's waiting while Eris collects his thoughts. Mostly, of course, Eris is thinking about the frustratingly wonderful, patient, criminally attractive male next to him.

✨Want Me To Prove It? - Eris can't sleep. Azriel coaxes him back to bed. He knows how hard it is, after all.

💖✨💢 Two Sides, Same Coin - 1 | 2 | 3 - There's an intruder in the Forest House. Of course, it's Azriel, and he's looking for someone. How inconvenient. Written for @erisweekofficial !

💖Azris in 100 - a lil 100 word drabble of azris smut

Tamris 🥀

💢 Fresh Blood - Eris has plans. Tamlin is going to help him achieve them, dead or alive.

Elris/Erislain 🕊️

💢💖✨ I See Fire - I | II | III | IV | V - Elain Archeron wants to disappear. This life she leads is a lie. She wants to forget and be forgotten. She wants to leave everything behind and lose herself all over again, on her terms this time. But she can't, and she knows it. There is nowhere for her to go where she won't be found. No one she knows who can help her. So, she stays. Eris Vanserra has everything he ever could have wanted. His father is dead. His mother is safe. His brothers leave him the fuck alone, his Court is flourishing under his rule, and his hounds are permitted inside the House. But he's bored. He misses it - the scheming and the lying and the thrill of being caught. No amount of illicit affairs with councillors' wives or politicking can scratch that itch. So, he quietly gets on with what he's supposed to like he always has and always will. The two of them have an argument on a balcony in the Forest House at a party. Everything started there, really.

Elain Archeron 🌺 ~ ship war free zone !!!!! or else!!!!!!

Elain x Azriel

✨Tell Me Anyway - After a gruelling week, the last thing Azriel expects is for Elain to catch him early in the morning in the townhouse, dead-tired and brooding. He's not sure she realises just how easily she can make him smile.

Nyx Archeron 🌃

Adult!Nyx x Vanserra!Fem!OC

💖✨💢Oh, It Just Had To Be You, Didn't It? - Nyx Archeron and Seren Vanserra have known each other since they were children, harbouring mutual, begrudging resentment and respect for one another. When Nyx's Auntie Elain happens to invite Seren's mother to the Night Court (to see the gardens, of all things), Seren and Nyx have to play out their little feud in secret. That is, until he persuades her to come to Rita's with him and his cousins, and a mating bond snaps. Oh, and they've all been invited to Tamlin's wedding at the end of the month. Nothing can go wrong there.

Bits and bobs 🏋️

Notes on the Night Court - Merrin has some less than favourable opinions on how Rhys treats the people of the Hewn City.

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**************************************************************************“You still certainly like to hear yourself talk, Eris. Good to know some things don’t change over the centuries.”

Eris turned, genuinely surprised to find Morrigan had spoken. Her chin was tilted upward in that familiar haughty manner he remembered all too well. His mouth curled into a smile at the words, the careful game of pretending they had not seen each other in years. Alright, then. If dear Morrigan wanted to play, then he would play.

“Good to know that after five hundred years, you still dress like a slut.”

A light gasp was the last thing he heard before Azriel blasted through his shield with a flare of blue light and tackled him to the ground, wrapping his scarred hands around his throat. Under any other circumstances, being pinned down by the infamous Shadowsinger might have resulted in a more pleasant reaction. Eris was not blind to the male’s annoyingly perfect face and body and wished to take advantage of the rare opportunity for a closer inspection. Unfortunately, however, it seemed the male was actually intent on killing him, which kind of killed the mood.

Eris thrashed and he could vaguely hear his father and Rhysand ordering Azriel to stop. The Shadowsinger did no such thing, digging his knee into Eris’s gut. Perhaps he should have killed the Illyrian brute that day on the ice after all, he thought to himself.

Panic flared in Eris's chest as he struggled to draw breath. He clawed at Azriel's wrists, trying to pry those scarred fingers from his throat, but the Shadowsinger's grip was like iron. The pressure against his windpipe intensified. Shadows gathered around them, responding enthusiastically to their master's rage.

Eris summoned his fire, willing the flames to engulf his attacker, but Azriel's shadows smothered the sparks before they could ignite. Clever bastard. He thrashed harder, bucking his hips to try to throw the Illyrian off balance, but Azriel's weight remained immovable, crushing him against the cold marble floor.

“Enough, Azriel,” someone shouted. The voice sounded distant, muffled by the blood roaring in his ears.

Stars burst behind Eris's eyes as his lungs screamed for air. His vision began to tunnel, the edges darkening. This was it, then. Dying on the floor of the Dawn Court like a common dog, strangled by a territorial Illyrian brute over a female who found the idea of marrying him so detestable, she had preferred Keir’s wrath to whatever horrors she imagined he’d subject her to as his wife.

How pathetic. His father would be pleased, no doubt. One less obstacle to manage. And his brothers—gods, his brothers would tear each other apart for his position before his body was even cold.

His mother would weep, though. And Lucien... Lucien would never know the truth of the part he played that fateful day on the Spring border. Perhaps it was for the best. After all, his youngest brother could hardly mourn him if he had no reason to, if he–like so many others–believed the cruel mask he presented to the world.

“Call off your overgrown bat.”

Eris smirked inwardly, despite his impending death. He’d have quite liked to live long enough to use that apt moniker himself someday. He couldn’t have more than a few seconds left before passing out at this rate and felt a strange sense of resignation settle over him. Life had been hard for the Autumn heir, fraught with danger and deceit, but death… Perhaps death would be peaceful.

Eris was looking forward to finally being able to rest when a sudden, desperate female voice pierced through the roaring in his ears. "Stop it, you’ll kill him!”

Yes, he thought to himself. That was rather the idea.

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