Moving On (Part One)

Moving On (Part One)

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Summary: After loving Azriel in secret for years, you decide it’s time for you to move on. 

Pairing: Azriel x Reader (She/Her)

Word Count: 3.8k

Warnings: drugging with the implied intent to commit SA, attempted kidnapping

A/N: Thank you for your patience while I took some time away. Hope you like this one. And thank you to the anon who requested this!

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The phrase “with age comes wisdom” was true. You had long known better than to compare yourself to other females. The insecurities of youth faded as you came into your own and you learned to stop obsessing over minor flaws and shortcomings. You were a mature, adult female with no need to compare yourself to others’ appearances… except one.

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🌟 updated: Feb 6 2023

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Not Going Anywhere (Tom Holland)

a/n: finally! lmao. gosh, i haven’t posted a fic in a while and im scared lol. also, i’m sorry for the lack of fics recently, i’ll try and be better with it. anyway, i’m not going to babble any more asdfghjkl hope you guys enjoy this one!

pairing: tom holland x actress!reader warnings: emotional scene, blood (fake), gun shots (kinda fake), character death (very fake lmao), lots of crying, and tom just being a wholesome boyfriend. word count: 7.5k+ requested:

first off, thank you angel! 💓 you’re too sweet omg 🥺 requests are a bit tricky for me ‘cause it depends if i get inspo or not but i did with this one haha so second, i’m so sorry this took soooo long. i hope i did it justice and that you like it love! 

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It was the last scene of the day but neither you nor Tom were too keen on it. Both of you read the script, of course you knew this was a long time coming. This scene has been sitting in the back of your heads from the moment you both decided to take on the roles but still, it never really does prepare you mentally no matter how much you try.

Death scenes are always tricky to shoot, depending on what the undertone is. It can be a slightly easy one, the death of an enemy in which you’d channel relief, pride, a sense of accomplishment—maybe even in a sadistic, evil sense, happiness and joy. Or it can go around the hard route, the death of someone you love. There are so many ways you could go about it, so many emotions you can tap into. You can have regret, guilt, hurt, sadness, anger, fear, loss, and the list goes on.

It would’ve been easier to act it out with a regular colleague or a friend, easier to separate from reality and to snap out of it when they call cut. It’d be less daunting if that was the case. But when it’s done with someone who you love off screen, a person who you can’t ever imagine a world without, to get your mind to a place where you’d have to picture losing them, then it gets even trickier, much, much harder.

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Poison

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Summary: A diplomatic mission goes awry, leaving Cassian and his mate stranded in the Illyrian wilderness. 

Pairing: Cassian x Reader (She/Her)

Word Count: 3.1k

Warnings: mention of poison, using body heat for warmth

A/N:  Sorry this one is a bit late. Hope you like it!

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Cassian was unusually quiet as you flew over the dense forests of Illyria, his hold on you almost too tight for comfort. He wasn’t pleased with the plan, that much you knew, but he had agreed nonetheless at your insistence and that of his High Lady. When the message came a month prior, inviting the High Lord and Lady to a remote Illyrian camp for the purpose of improving diplomacy, the Inner Circle was immediately suspicious. Given the tenuous relationship between the Night Court and Illyrians, though, declining wasn’t an option. Initially, Rhysand had planned to go alone, but it was decided that the presence of the High Lady, a powerful female, was just enough to challenge camp leaders without pushing them away entirely. When an emergency in the Hewn City called Rhysand away, however, it was decided that Cassian, Feyre, and another delegate from the Inner Circle would proceed without him. That’s when you volunteered. 

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Take Care

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Summary: Azriel’s mate hasn’t been herself lately, stirring up old fears for the Shadowsinger. [fluff and angst]

Word Count: 3.0k

Pairing: Azriel x Reader (She/Her, AFAB)

Warnings: menstruation, blood, illness, allusion to body image issues/insecurity

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You woke in the early morning hours, long before the sun would rise fully when the stars still shone brightly over Velaris. You blinked, blurry-eyed, as you tried to determine what had disturbed your slumber. Your answer came in the form of a sharp, stabbing pain in your lower abdomen, followed closely by the feeling of wetness between your legs. 

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Low on Hope (Part One)

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Summary: The youngest of the Archeron sisters went to great lengths to keep her family afloat before her sister went over the wall. The nature of her sacrifice was a secret she vowed never the share. That is, until Feyre and new brother-in-law’s magical abilities spoil her plan to leave the past in the past. When old memories become fresh wounds again, it’s up to a certain Spymaster to help piece Y/N back together. 

Word Count: 3.4k

Pairing: Azriel x Reader (She/Her)

Warnings: violence, prostitution, sexual assault, sexual violence, PTSD, food insecurity

A/N: This one is heavy. I don’t go into extreme graphic detail but if you’re sensitive to mentions of SA, this may not be the one for you. Thank you to the anon who requested this and everyone who had supported my work. 

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Your lungs burned as you darted through the village streets, keeping your head ducked low to avoid recognition. You had been doing this off and on for years, only taking the risk when times got truly desperate, and thus far, you had never been caught. Until that night.

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