#dagdan x reader

[starryhiraeth]

Toddler Headcannons

Acotar & Tog

PT 1 here-

Acotar pregnancy Headcannons

(Btw I’m so sorry it’s been so long, I’ve been doing my exams and I’ve been so busy with them but I’m back so please feel free to request anything)

(There might be spelling errors, idk I did read through it but it’s anyones guess at this point🤷‍♀️)

Rhys-

•He might as well shout from the tallest mountain that he has a daughter

•Will bring her EVERYWHERE, even high lord meetings, she’s just sitting there ether on yours or his lap, or she’s playing with toys in front of you

•You cant tell me Rhys isn’t the parent to dress his kids in thousands worth of designer clothes that they are going to grow out of within like a month anyway

•SPOILED FUCKING ROTTEN, she is SO cheeky, most times her giggles will echo throughout the halls. She has absolutely NO FILTER, at the high lords meeting she’ll point a Beron and repeat what she heard Rhys say when talking about him “Ginger cunt” it was quite an awkward meeting after that

• He literally can’t say no to her, and she knows this, all she has to do is the puppy/baby doll eyes and she gets whatever she wants

Azriel-

•Your two daughters are polar opposites, of course they had Illyrian wings and Az’s hair but they have your eyes and Az adores it, he’s very protective over his daughters

• Thea is much more gentle than her sister, when she was younger she was scared of her shadows but now they are a comfort to her and Az taught her how to wrap them around herself like a blanket (she has gotten stuck a couple times tho)

•She usually does that blanket thing whenever she’s snuggling with Az, they are both very calm so she defo a daddies girl

•Petra is a mini psycho, not really but she is much more wild, when she was a baby she would have massive tantrums whenever she wasn’t near you, she’s a mummas girl, and was never scared of her shadows but instead used them to freak out her sister #sistertings

•Like I said, Petra was much more wild, like she would act first and think later, this stresses Az out SO MUCH because he’s scared something will happen to her but it brings him comfort when he sees her finally calm while asleep laying on you whilst your on the sofa

Cass-

•Goes flying with Jaxs almost everyday, it gives you a mini heart attack every time but you trust that he won’t drop him, Cassian would rather fly into a volcano then put your son at risk

•Jaxs is prone to having tantrums, he doesn’t mean to be stroppy, he is just very emotional and doesn’t know how to explain is and so he cries and sometimes hits

•The first time Jaxs hit you in a tantrum, he was 2, it wasn’t hard and he tried hugging your after but Cassian was pissed, he put Jaxs on the naughty step and was scared his son would just get more violent, to which you had to explains that Jaxs just had big emotions for a small child and is learning

•After that you all fell asleep in an armchair, you in Cassian’s lap and Jaxs in yours, somehow it was beautiful and chaotic, Cassian held you both closer and couldn’t remember a time when he had been so happy

•When he’s not unhappy, Jaxs is the most rambunctious, you can’t count how many times he’s come to you with a red mark on his face because he ran into a glass door, he’s a sweetie though and such a carbon copy of his father, also I can totally see Cassian wearing those baby carries that go across the front, with no shame, he’s comfortable in his masculinity

(Btw, he’s still hung up on the fact that you didn’t let him call Jaxs Cassian Jr)

Lucien-

•Lucien is very warm, idk how to explain it but I imagine him giving very homely vibes

•Kalea is the same, she likes staying close to her parents and really likes nature, so much that every Saturday you all go on walks in the country side

•There, Kalea chases butterfly’s and picks flowers, though the orange ones are always here favourite

•She doesn’t really have a favourite parent, she just finds comfort in both of you and is a little cautious meeting those she doesn’t know but when she gets to know then she is super cute

•You two are Lucien’s entire world, nothing, and I mean nothing could make him happier then playing board games in pyjamas as a family, Infront if the firelight whilst the sun sets

Eris-

•So-Berons dead!

•Anyway, he DOES make tiny thrones next to yours and his for your sons, Idris is the older one but Maël is the one who acts older, Idris is the one accidentally setting trees on fire whilst Maël judges from a distance

• Maël will usually be found in your lap, playing with whatever necklace you have on and trying to relax when suddenly Idris, with the tips of his hair on fire comes running through the hallways yelling like a madman and 2 seconds later Eris is running after him

•After that Maël will probably mutter something like “They crazy mama” to which you just nodded

•Eris will make some serious changes to the decor in your house, whilst growing up all Eris remembers is the lifeless dark hallways so he changes that immediately, he is determined to be better than his father and give his children a happy childhood

Helion-

•Yuna is the probably one of the most spoiled children ever! And I mean like- if it were a modern AU her room would be worth like 30Mil by the age of 5

•Her favourite colour is gold and she is absolutely covered in it! Gold clothes, gold jewellery, gold glitter, gold everything!

•speaking of gold glitter, it’s everywhere! And if you think for one second that Helion is embarrassed to be covered in gold glitter then I’ll just let you know that he is the one who keeps buying it for her, He wears the glitter and wears it proud!

•Your lives are luxuriant! Just imagine, in a row, Helion, you, Yuna, all in massage chairs with cucumbers on your eyes and face masks in silk robes detailed with golden flakes…you lucky bitch

•Yuna will sit on her fathers throne ALL THE TIME, she’ll be high lady one day and she knows it, actually there were many times where you sat on Helion lap on your throne and Yuna had a mischievous smile on her face as she sat on her fathers throne all by herself

Dagdan-

•Okay so- Rune and Zara kind of hate each other, they are always arguing and I don’t mean normal sibling arguments, it actually worries you and since Dagdan thinks that twins are important and doesn’t like them fighting, he’ll sit them in a room and tie there hands together when they argue. Think:

•and as much as you feel bad for your babies it kinda funny

•the only time the twins get along is when they are making CHAOS

•Setting the throne on fire ✅

Trying to jump into the cauldron ✅

Stealing their great uncles crown and throwing in a nearby river ✅✅✅

•You and Dagdan love them but sometimes you’ll put them in Brannagh’s room and just take off, for her to look after them for a couple days 😂

Tamlin-

•soooo- there was a joke on my last post in the comments about Tamlins kid being born with dark hair and purple eyes and as funny as I thought that was, I’ll continue will my original plan😂

•Tamlin originally thought he would want a son but when your daughter arrived he couldn’t have ask for anything more or different, he loves her more than life and have every plant based nickname for her “Petal” “rose” “Lily flower” and the list goes on

•Persephone is the sweetest child that ever was, she had Tamlins hair and your eyes and lots and lots of freckles, she also has dimples ☺️

•She is know an as the “The realms Joy” throughout spring court and the people love the little princess though Tamlin sometimes worries that the harshness of become a ruler will kill her happiness, you assure him that she’ll have people by her side to help her

•She does this really cute thing where she’ll go up to someone, usually you or her father and ask what your favourite flower is, it doesn’t matter if you’ve already told her, she’s little okay? She forgets these things!, anyway she’ll ask your favourite flower and after you say it she’ll nod her head and march out of the room only to return 25 minutes later with basket full of the flower that you named and maybe a couple weeds she’s just so happy she could give them to you and Tamlin will have them put in a vase every time, weeds and all

Im so sorry this took like a century to write 😂

Anyway, exams are over so I can write so much more now and I’m open to requests

I’m honestly kind of surprised how much I wrote for Tamlin, but I guess it’s Tamlin fans lucky day, your welcome 😉

Anyway ummm

Bai?❤️

[darkazraels]

Masterlist

The Girl in the Woods part 1 part 2 - Azriel

The runaway Illyrian - Cassian

Pregnancy angst part 1 part 2 - Azriel

Telling him you’re having a child - Cassian

The monster for a mate - Dagdan

Mala the Kitty - Azriel

cheater - Azriel

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[starryhiraeth]

Toddler headcannons are coming soon,

Sorry for being gone Btw I had finals

[darkazraels]

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Dagdan x Archeron! reader

word count: 1053

You woke slowly, head pounding, cheek pressed against ice cold stone, the echos of distant voices just barely reaching your ears.

Something wasn't right. Of course it wasn't, you were still in Hybern, abandoned by your sister's to rot in this hellish place. But you felt different as you lay on the ground. Perhaps it was just the wrongness in this place, the taste of metal in your mouth from the magic here, yet now it all seemed amplified.

Opening your eyes to face the darkness, you could faintly make out the large iron door.

They had left you here. Feyre had left you, had looked you over then turned her attention to Nesta and Elain, Elain far too worried for herself, Nesta wholly focused on Elain's safety. And Feyre's companions had barely bothered to look at you as they had dragged you back away from that damned thing. They had just left, winnowed away, leaving you here.

They'd had some fun cutting into you after that, scars now marring your skin, an eye missing. But you were no longer naked, clothed in something rough and much too large. It did nothing at all to ward off the bitter cold.

Had you changed like your sisters? Did your ears point, did you have that inhuman glow to your skin? Were you taller and more beautiful that you were before? Or were you still human? You hoped that you were still mortal, capable of dying as a result of your injuries here in this cell, even if you would make it away, you would only have to live shortly with the knowledge of the betrayal by your own blood compared to if you were now fae. It would make it feel more justifiable should you still be human.

You closed your eyes again, and refused to allow the tears to fall. Please, let it be over soon, you begged. But you knew no one could hear you. You knew that no God's cared.

The loud clanging on the other side of the door made you flinch back, dragging your body closer to the wall, chains scraping across the stone beneath you. You pulled you knees up to your chest, feeling the stretch of wounds and scars across your skin.

The door clanged loudly against the wall, and you had to squint at the minimal light which seeped past the imposing figure looming there.

He reminded you of the king, black hair and black eyes. A square chin, straight nose, perfect skin which you had no doubt would be smooth to the touch. He was taller than the king with a more slender frame.

He tilted his head, looking down at you, amused. He didn't say anything for a few moments, looking over you carefully, eyes lingering on your chest, before he met your eyes. It was an intense stare down, yet you found that you simply couldn't look away from him, as if an anchor was pulling you towards him. You inwardly scowled at yourself. It was just his fae tricks. Were you also fae now?

"Hello little one," he drawled out, a smirk spreading across his lips, "aren't you a pretty thing."

You didn't say anything as he slowly approached you, but braced for any sort of pain. You waited for him to strike a blow, to pull out some weapon to torture you with, but it didn't come.

He sighed as he knelt down in front of you, long fingers dragging through your hair. "What have they done to you?"

You said nothing as his fingers stroked across your cheek. You hated the way his skin was cold to the touch, yet the way that you warmed inside at his touch.

You entire body tensed as he moved his hand further down, wrapping loosely around your neck, fingers trailing across the collar around your neck. "Poor sweet thing," he muttered, snapping the iron into pieces.

You gasped at the sudden bareness, at the way it felt easier to breath. You were frozen in place as he tore away the other chains binding you. What was he going to do to you? Where was he going to take you? Was he going to leave you to this cell? You weren't sure if it would be better to be left here or taken away.

He grabbed you roughly, yanking you onto your weak legs, hardly capable of holding yourself up as your body shook. He leaned down, breathing you in. What the fuck was he doing?

"Can you feel that?" he snarled into your ear.

You didn't answer.

In retaliation, he tugged your head back by your hair sharply, pressing his cold lips to your neck. "Are you as stupid as your sisters? Or do you actually have some sense?"

"I don't know what it is," you admitted, voice quiet, crackling at the grating feel in your throat from hours of screaming and begging for it to just stop.

He chuckled. "You, thing, are my mate."

You hardly understood what that meant. Did he mean soulmates? That was impossible, he was so... not like you. Feyre and Rhysand had been mates, hadn't they?

You felt anger roil in your stomach at the mere thought of those who had left you to these monsters.

"Well, there is some fire in you, isn't there?" He muttered to himself, a hand gripping your jaw. You looked at him again.

"What do you want?" you dared ask.

"I want many things," he answered back, cryptically, tauntingly.

"From me?" you asserted carefully.

He tilted his head to one side, assessing you with his dead eyes, "I'll make a deal with you: if you remain on your best behaviour, you won't have to ever enter a cell again."

You stared at him, "that's it?"

He clicked his tongue, a hand coming down to caress your cheek, "that's it."

"I'll get to drink and eat properly?" you pressed. You didn't want to irritate him to the point he would take back the crumbs he had laid out before you, but you needed to know it wasn't for nothing, that it wasn't just a trick, even though it probably was.

He rolled his eyes but nodded nonetheless less.

Gulping back your hesitations, you replied, "it's a deal."

He smirked, "desperate little thing."

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