#simp azriel

[lunaatthezoo]

Desperate Azriel >>>>>>>>

🎨 by @ art_by_ava.georgia on Instagram. She owns my eyeballs.

[illyrianslut]

I'm high again and now can't stop thinking about simp Azriel. Bc he would be and you know it. Ugh any fic recs with simp!Azriel????

[lunaatthezoo]

Chapter 1 | Now that death will grow my jasmine

Incredible cover art by @queersturbate , thank you love. Another post dedicated to just the art is coming.

Chapter 1: So now he's buried by the daisies

@elriel-month 2025 Prompt: Death & The Maiden

I wanted to do a play on this prompt in which Elain is both Death and the Maiden.

Work summary: 4 chapters inspired by the song The Gardener, by The Tallest Man on Earth. Five years have passed since the events of ACOSF. Elain Archeron has rejected her mating bond and married Azriel. She has come into her power with the help of a trusted teacher, and she has scores to settle. She uses her powers, her strength, and her courage to right some wrongs. She moves not in anger, but in justice.

Chapter summary: Elain's journey of retribution starts with the guards who ended her and her sister's mortal lives. She saves an innocent life in the process. Azriel assists her with some gardening.

Preview below the cut:

Elain Archeron had scores to settle. She moved alone, as she so often did. She wasn’t bothered. She didn’t need any help with this. Her husband would have liked to have joined her, she knew. But Azriel was always overtaxed with missions, and refused to take time off even when it was offered. Unless Elain requested him to do so, of course. He always did whatever she requested of him.

But Elain could do this on her own. She was a different female than she had been when she had drowned in the Cauldron’s frozen depths seven years ago. When she felt it purr in her presence—felt it bless her with sight. In many ways, she was the same. She valued kindness and honesty and peace and quiet. She spent her days in the garden and the kitchen. She doted on her nephew.

But she was no longer lost in the murky realm. She now ruled it. She now walked amongst time itself, calling upon her gifts to assist her court and family.

Continue on Ao3.

[lunaatthezoo]

She'll Wait No Longer: Chapter One

I learned how to use AO3 (kind of) and Chapter One of my first ever fic is posted! Thank you so much to all who read my little preview earlier today and encouraged me. AO3/Tumblr Girlies are the best 😊

Follow the link below to give it a read. I have MANY chapters written already so I will post more in the near future. Enjoy the longing/pining/obsessing/smut/fluff/secret relationship!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/60399079/chapters/154165558

The way she was looking at him…her plush bottom lip was resting on the edge of her tumbler, which her finger was slowly stroking over and over and over again, as if she didn’t even realize she was doing it. Her chest was rising and falling with increasing speed, and her pulse visibly fluttered along the side of her throat. Her shining hair was twisted up on top of her head, exposing her neck to him completely.

That smooth, slender, creamy throat would be the death of Azriel one day. If he died with his face smothered in Elain’s soft neck, consumed by her hypnotic honey and jasmine scent, he would die a happy male.

Elain’s huge, warm brown eyes were glazed over, but held a fire within them he had only seen twice before. The memory of the first time he saw that look in her eyes drifted to him as he drank in her smoldering gaze.