The Smut Mines

Wooo hoo! It’s complete!

Azris X Eris || Chapter 4/4 - 6800 words || 16k total

Partially based on this random comic I sketched off a prompt I can’t even remember now

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Chapter 2/2 is up! Thank you to everyone for reading and commenting 🥹 I hope you enjoy the ending! ❤️

Words (total): 9833

Spoiler-free summary:

After fifty years behind the shield, the first sight of Eris leaves Azriel feeling things he can’t explain. Something is wrong. Something happened under the mountain, and Azriel intends to uncover the truth.

Ch 1: The First Death of Eris Vanserra

Hello - the next chapter of my time loop fic is up on Ao3 https://archiveofourown.org/works/86536916/chapters/229790289

Can't wait to keep sharing this lil fic. More coming your way over the next weeks/months! (I've got about 30k more drafted at this point, and guessing another 30k to wrap it up(??), but that's a wild, wild, guess). I'll post a new chapter each week 🙂

For @buffy-vanserra 😘

Oil on canvas, painted alla prima. Process below cut

I'm late to the party, lets ignore that. A little drabble for my loves.

@azrisweek Day 4: Dark and Stormy Night

Read on AO3. Snippet after the div.

I can't believe I finished this fic in time for @azrisweek (thank god for different time zones 👀 it is still Saturday somewhere)

Without spoiling too much: After fifty years behind the shield of Velaris, Azriel sees Eris again and immediately knows something’s wrong.

It was supposed to be a one-shot, but it got long. I plan to post the next chapter within a week 🤞 Hope you’ll give it a chance and enjoy it! 🖤

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@azrisweek free day 

A gift commissioned by me for @pippsmcgee and her word vomit in my DMs over the years about the wonderful stories in her brain. Even if you never write them I will cherish your talent for speaking them into existence anyway.

If it wasn't for you and your tenacious comments on my fics, I would have never gotten back on Tumblr, and I would have never met any of the wonderful people in this tiny corner of the fandom. I will forever be thankful for that and you. Your handle is all over ao3 in all the Azris comment sections passing out love and thoughtfulness that make it worthwhile for writers to post! Your amazing imagination is on my mind all of the time so I hope this gift is a reflection of that. 🖤🖤

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A gift commissioned by me for @acourtofladydeath and her story A Wound so Deep - The quiet, almost desolate hope in this story stuck in me like a thorn. I’m so glad to have it under my skin!

Ahhh! You're sweet, kind, and adorable, human! Your Azris, even when it hurts so much, is such a soft place to land for me. The pain is always worth it for the beauty you wrap it in. All of your work has an importance that's hard for me to explain. It just feels so necessary, the amount of thoughtfulness and care you put into everything you do really shows, and we are all the luckier for it! Plus, the tireless efforts you made to create safe and fun spaces did not go unnoticed, and I am so glad to have met you and been a part of it. Here's to all your talent you've gifted us Azris junkies! To whatever you put your talents toward in the future, I hope it fills you with such peace and love and community!

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Here are some sketches/progress photos and a timelapse! Thanks again to @chunkypossum for commissioning me! And to @secret-third-thing for writing a fic that was insanely good (Leave My Body to the Earth) <3

[Originally this was a reblog but I wanted to post the speedpaint so here we are! Tumblr still insists only the 30 sec video is acceptable but it's better than nothing:]

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Thank you so much for organizing this week full of all my favorite things. Thank you to the showrunners, to the writers and artists, the commentators, and rebloggers. I'm so thankful for you all!

We're not done yet. I still have a couple more creator shoutouts to do, so stick around until the very end!

Anger seemed out of Azriel's reach. He tried to grasp for it anyway, but the trees were in him. They sang an ancient song that rattled his singer bones and made his eyes leak gemstone tears. The land was asking for his knife, as if he still had something left to offer.

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