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Flufftober Day 14: Singing to Sleep with Azriel

Azriel x Rhysand!Sister OC

AN: This is a little sneak peak for my Stargirl fic. OC is Rhysand's twin sister and Azriel's mate. She has some trauma, but it's not something you need to know for just reading this excerpt.

CW: Nightmares, insomnia

Summary: OC is struggling to sleep, and she asks for help from her mate.

Word Count: 410

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I woke up with a harsh gasp, jolting straight up, loud breaths leaving my lips as I tried to catch my breath. The pitiful tears were streaming down my face, tears I had cried in my sleep. In my dreams, I was right back in that horrific place. I would never, ever escape.

I thought that with time, the nightmares would go away. But it had been so long, and still, I dreamed of those terrible years. I saw his face every time I closed my eyes, and I couldn't stand it anymore.

Azriel groaned as he woke up, his hazel eyes fluttering open, a yawn on his lips. He sat up when he noticed the state I was in, his wing wrapping around me delicately.

"Nightmare again?" he asked gently, his soft voice laced with lethargy.

"Yes," I whispered, sniffling as I wiped the tears from my violet eyes. "I can't sleep, Azzy."

"What's wrong, love?" he murmured softly into my ear.

"I don't want to have another nightmare," I replied, tucking myself into his strong arms.

We laid back down on the bed, my head resting on his broad chest. He wrapped his arms around me, holding me closer to him. I nuzzled my face in his neck, breathing in his familiar scent. Reminding myself that he was real, and my dreams were not.

"Will you sing to me?" I asked him, my quiet voice shaking just slightly.

"Sing?" he asked, amusement in his voice.

"Like my mother used to when none of us could sleep," I recalled, the memories of her voice singing in my head. She had such a beautiful, soothing voice. And when she sang, my nightmares disappeared.

"I remember," he hummed, kissing my cheek softly. "Okay, baby."

A smile stretched across my features, my eyes closing as he began to sing one of the lullabies my mother had sung to us as kids. My favorite. One she had sung since Rhys and I were just little babes.

A maiden mother, meek and mild, In cradle keep, a knavë child, That softly sleep; she sat and sang. Baw me bairne, sleep softly now.

He had the voice of an angel. It made me sad that I was the only one he shared his gorgeous voice with. I always encouraged him to share his singing with others. But he was shy, something I had always found cute about him.

His voice calmed me into a deep sleep. One free of nightmares.

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My Love

Flufftober Day 11: Love Letters with Rhys

CW: Mentions of war. Actually a bit angsty for flufftober lol.

Summary: Rhys is off fighting in the first war, and you rarely see him. You savor the love letters he sends when he can.

Word Count: 377

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In the last five years, you had only seen your mate a handful of times. It shattered your heart, knowing he was out there fighting. Every time you saw him, you were haunted by the knowledge that it could be your last day together.

What you savored more than anything were the letters he sent you. They were rare, only sent when he was able. But you kept every single one in the drawer of your bedside table. Before you went to sleep every night, you read them all.

Today, you were cleaning the windows of your bedroom when a letter appeared on your desk. Your heart leapt in your chest, your eyes lighting up. You dropped the wet rag on the floor, unable to care enough to pick it up.

You gripped the letter from your off of your desk, ripping it open without care. The letter was written on rough parchment, but he had taken care with his words, each one written deliberately and in tidy handwriting.

My dearest, YN, I miss you with every ounce of my being. You are the first thing I think of when I wake, and the last before I go to sleep. Even with all of the blood and carnage around me, I still believe in good, because of you. Because of our love. You make me believe, even with everything I have witnessed in the last five years. I see your face in my mind at every moment. I hear your voice, your laugh. I feel your touch, and smell your perfume. I cannot wait for the day we are reunited for good. I have a feeling it will be soon. We are making progress, and I can tell the war is nearing an end. That will be the happiest day of my life. I love you, my dear, YN. I will never stop loving you. Yours always, Rhys

Tears fell from your eyes, staining the parchment. You read the letter over and over again, until you had memorized the words. You would never forget them. The words of your mate, the love of your life.

And you believed in his hope. Hope that the war was nearing it's end.

Hope that you would be reunited with your mate once more.

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Rain Makes Everything Better

Flufftober Day 8: Rainy Days With Nesta

CW: Nothing, just pure fluff and happy Nesta

AN: Me actually catching up with my October fics? Omg.

Summary: Your mate is happiest when it rains

Word Count: 308

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You rarely saw Nesta smiling. Even when she was truly happy, smiling wasn't something she often did. It made you sad, because you thought her smile was the nicest thing in the world.

But as you walked into the House of Wind's private library, you saw her curled up by the window, cuddled in a blanket, a content smile on her features as she read a book.

A mild storm roared on outside of the window, rain hitting the glass, and gentle bursts of thunder sounding every few minutes. Flashes of lightning lit the room, but you were both safe and warm inside.

You watched your mate for a while before making your presence known, savoring that expression of happiness on her perfect face. She was more beautiful than she'd ever know, especially when she was happy.

When you were ready, you carefully stepped into the room, not wanting to disturb her. She glanced up from her book, and to your surprise, continued smiling as she met your eyes. Her silver gaze was one that intimidated most, but never you.

"Care to join me?" she asked.

"Could I ever refuse such a lovely offer?" you challenged, breezing over to the female.

No fire roared in the fireplace, but the House had made the room nice and toasty, nevertheless. Once she had discovered that she could simply ask the House to warm a room, she never had to bother with fires again.

You got onto the couch beside her, and she shared her blanket with you, wrapping it around your shoulders. You wrapped your arms around your mate, resting your head on her shoulder and closing your eyes.

"You seem happy today, Nes," you observed.

"Rain makes everything better," she replied simply.

And as the sound of rain and thunder soothed and relaxed you, you found you did not disagree.

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Moon River

Flufftober Day 2: First Kiss with Mor

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A/N: This is a snippet from my fic: How to Disappear. OC is the youngest Archeron sister. This takes place during ACOWAR(before the war)

CW: Just pure fluff. If you're planning on reading the fic, this will spoil what power she got from the Cauldron, but if you don't care, read on.

Word Count: 732

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Morrigan's attention finally shifted to me. Her brown eyes dragged up and down my body before she stepped towards me, a hand outstretched.

"Come with me," she said.

I hesitated for just a split second before taking her hand. In a second, we had winnowed away.

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When we emerged, I felt as though I'd stepped into a new world.

A clear, gorgeous pond stretched out in front of us. The pond in the estate had been murky, but in this one, I could see clear to the bottom. There was no fish that I could see, but petals from the tree above rested on the water.

The tree next to the pond was large with twisting branches. There was beautiful pink petals that reminded me of cherry blossoms.

The pond itself was surrounded by wild flowers and pretty bushes. It felt isolated, as if no one would ever find us here. There was trees all around us, closing us in.

"What is this place?" I breathed, glancing around as I stepped forward to explore.

"My favorite secret getaway," Mor shrugged, strolling behind me. "No one can find me here. It's just mine."

A place for myself was something I had always craved. I'd been so lonely for most of my life, but I was never able to escape to truly be alone.

"Can I get in the water?" I asked, my eyes lighting up as I stared at my reflection in the clear water.

"Of course," she smiled. "It's shallow."

I slid out of my shoes but kept my dress on as I waded into the pond. The water was cold, in a refreshing way.

A thrum of energy seemed to bring me to life the farther I emerged myself. I tilted my head back, dipping my hair into the water. I felt more awake here.

Mor took her own shoes off before stepping into the water. I grinned at her as she approached, squealing at the chill.

My lavender dressed billowed around me in the water, and I giggled, moving my hips to make the fabric ripple. Mor only chuckled when she got to me, both of us waist deep in the pond.

"Why did you bring me here?" I asked, gazing at her. She sighed, pursing her lips as she thought the question over.

"I can imagine that everything with your sister is . . . weighing on you," she said. "And I thought maybe you would want to get away from all of that."

"I would," I realized. "Thank you . . . for this, and for last night."

"I know how it feels to be different," she explained. "And I just wanted you to know you're not alone."

"That means a lot to me," I said quietly, glancing at the ground. "Nobody . . . Nobody ever really thinks about me like that--about how I feel."

She stepped forward and tucked a strand of my wet hair behind my ear. I nearly burned at the feeling of her skin brushing against mine. I knew I was blushing deep red as I lifted my gaze to meet her eyes.

She took one more step, her glance falling to my lips. I looked down to her full, red lips as well, a way to tell her what I wanted.

Her hand intertwined with my hair, and she drew my face forward, until our lips met.

I nearly gasped, but I managed to stop myself. Instead, I placed my hand on her shoulder and deepened the kiss. She hummed against my lips, her other hand on my waist.

Her tongue brushed against my bottom lip, as if asking for access. I opened my mouth in response.

She pushed my face closer to hers, her tongue almost massaging my own. I didn't care that she was likely getting red lipstick all over my face. I only cared about her.

I gasped at a cold sensation making its way up my body. Mor must've felt it, too, because she pulled away.

I glanced down, only to see tendrils of water surrounding and whirling around us, holding us close together. I couldn't even fight against it as the strands of water pressed our bodies closer.

"Is that you?" I asked her, eyes wide.

"No," she whispered, studying me with a furrowed brow. "I think we've discovered what you got from the Cauldron."

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Sugar

Flufftober Day 5: Baking with Elain

CW: Just pure fluff. A bit suggestive.

AN: Guys, I'm finally catching up. I promise.

Word Count: 348

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Days like this were your favorite.

Those sunny days when you came home from a long day at work to find your mate baking in the kitchen, an expression of content on her beautiful features. She was perfect, in your eyes. Even if she didn't believe it herself, you would always think so.

Elain was kneading her dough, humming to herself as she did so. She wore a simple pink dress that brought out the blush in her cheeks. Her golden brown hair was pulled back lazily to keep it out of her face.

"What are you making, Lainey?" you asked as you breezed into the kitchen, placing your things down on the kitchen table.

Elain glanced up from the counter as if you had pulled her out of a trance. But her eyes lit up when she noticed it was you, a soft smile spreading across her features. She had the most beautiful smile. Nothing else could ever compare.

"Bread," she replied simply. "Would you like to help?"

"You know I'm a disaster in the kitchen," you snorted. "But I'll keep you company."

You came up behind her, wrapping your arms around her and resting your chin on her shoulder. She hummed, turning her head to kiss your cheek. You turned your head just slightly so her lips met yours. Her kisses were sweet as sugar.

"Switch with me," she said against your lips.

"What?"

"Switch," she repeated.

You stepped back just slightly, and Elain carefully nudged you towards the counter. Then, she settled behind you, her warm breath on your neck, her arms wrapping around your body. A shiver went down your spine, but you relaxed.

"Place your hands on the dough," she instructed.

You listened, hands on the dough that was warm from her soft hands. Elain placed her delicate hands on top of yours, and gently guided you, helping you knead the dough.

"Good," she uttered into your ear. "See? It's not so difficult."

"Only with your help," you replied, rolling your eyes.

"You just need someone to teach you."

"Lucky for me, you're an excellent teacher."

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