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ladyliuwho · 5 years ago

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Things people I wish more people remembered about acotar:

Lucien did try to help Feyre in the beginning of acotar. He did everything in his power (talk to Tamlin, try to get her out more...) and it's not his fault that he couldn't do what Feyre needed.

The Fae enslaves and slaughtered humans for millennia. Many of the people who did this are still alive and never got punished, humans are still getting killed and even the "good" Fae often consider themselves superiour. Therefore, it is perfectly logical for humans to be scared of the Fae/dislike them and it does not make them the bad guys or "racist".

Miryam and Drakon exist and are awesome. They saved 50k humans from slavery and were extremely important in the War. I could go on, but since I already made several posts about them, I won't.

Nesta likely isn't a witch, but something that 'feels' similar enough for the Illyrians to confuse it. However, since witches were introduced, there's a high chance there will actually be another witch-character in acosf.

The Cauldron still exists and is very much functional. (It was also kind of stolen, I'm still expecting some kind of reaction by the other High Lords).

Mor, to my knowledge, never actually told Nesta to stay away from Cassian. In fact, she was only rude to her twice, which really isn't enough to say how she was extremely horrible to Nesta or can never be forgiven for it.

Feyre was always given lots of time and proof to accept certain things like the Fae not all being bad or Rhys not being her enemy. Expecting others to do the same with nothing but words to go on is not realistic.

Velaris existed long before Rhys became High Lord. It was not his creation.

Nesta is only a few years older than Feyre, meaning that she, too, was still a child when Feyre went into the woods to hunt.

While we all want Nessian to just get together, it is perfectly legit for Nesta to refuse Cassian's advances, no matter what her reasons.

After Cassian's mother died, he killed every male who had part of the responsibility and destroyed the village.

Mor was important enough during the War that the humans are still awed by her 500 years later, although we don't know what, exactly, she did. Rhys, Cassian and Azriel were not really key players.

There is no canon-evidence that Elain's ex Grayson is a horrible person. One bad reaction in an extremely emotional, stressful situation does not make him an asshole.

While Elain and Azriel get along well and there are hints towards a potential relationship, there is no actual evidence towards either having a romantic interest in the other (beyond Feyre's speculations). Likewise, it is not yet said that Lucien has any romantic feelings for Elain beyond the mating bond.

Since Rhys is planning to twist his bargain with Keir by making visits to Velaris unpleasant for his people, it is likely that the Darkbringers will refuse to fight again should there be another battle.

Lucien, from what we see in acofas, is genuinely friends with Jurian and Vassa. It is likely that this friendship will last even if he should get together with Elain.

And last but not least: Every single character in acotar is morally grey - they all have good and bad qualities (well, with a few exceptions), there is always reason to love and hate them.

Feel free to add on!

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ladyliuwho · 5 years ago

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Out of the Woods

An ACOTAR AU set around the same time as ACOFAS. Azriel is in the rainbow district looking for a solstice present for Feyre. He runs into an interesting girl who introduces him to her musical theater friends. Az finds himself coming back to them again and again in his free time. With them, something unlocks inside of him that lets him truly be himself. In ways that he didn’t know that he could be.

Chapter 1

Azriel was walking the streets of the rainbow by himself. If he didn’t need to find a solstice present for Feyre, he probably wouldn’t be here at all. While the rainbow was beautiful, it was too much for him on his own. Too loud, too bright. Not enough shadows to hide in, though that didn’t stop him from finding them. He was thinking about going home when he bumped into her.

“Excuse me. I’m sorry.” He said politely to the female he had run into. They both knelt down to pick up the spilled contents of her bag. It was mostly loose sheets of paper.

“No, it was definitely my fault. My friends are always telling me I need to pay more attention. I really should listen to them more.” She was rambling. Az suspected that she could’ve gone on forever if she hadn’t looked up at him. He thought maybe she was going to go star-struck. He was the High Lord of Night’s shadowsinger after all. They’d all seen him fight during the attack on the city. Instead, she simply said, “nice wings,” and stuffed the last of her papers back into her bag. “Can I get you a drink, as an apology for bumping into you? Or even a thank you for helping me with my stuff?”

Az thought about it for a second then shrugged his shoulders, “Sure.” It wasn’t like he had anything important to do today. It would be a few days before he would hear back from his contact in the Illyrian camps. He could spare a few moments to indulge this odd female. He studied her more closely as he followed her down the streets. Her outfit was surprisingly simple for someone in the rainbow. A plain blue sweater and black leggings under a thick grey overcoat. Her light brown hair was pulled back in a messy braid. He could see her ears were red from the cold. She led him to a small café on the corner of a street.

A wave of warmth and music greeted them as she opened the door. A tall male with long blonde hair tied back at the nape of his neck called to her, “Ava returns!” She gave him a mocked bow. The male turned back to the music. Az recognized the song as one from a musical Feyre had dragged them to a few weeks ago. Something about a revolution in the human world.

Ava pointed him to a small table with two chairs in the middle of the room. He took the seat that gave him the best view of the group. A round woman came to take their order. Az ordered tea while the girl ordered molten chocolate. Ava shrugged out of her coat leaving it to rest on the back of her chair.

“So, what is the High Lord’s shadowsinger doing in the middle of the rainbow?” Ava finally asked.

“You know who I am?” Azriel wasn’t sure why he was surprised. Everyone knew who the inner circle was. If they hadn’t before the attack a few months ago, they definitely did now.

Ava scoffed, “Everyone in this room knows who you are. You’re just lucky to be surrounded by the few people in Velaris who don’t fall on their knees in thanks whenever we see a member of the court.”

“Now, now Ava, you make us sound ungrateful.” The blonde male had come to stand behind Ava as she spoke.

“No, just that we believe in treating him like any other person off of the street.” She leaned back in her chair. “Unless you have an objection to that?” The tone in her voice made it sound more like a challenge than a question.

He didn’t, he missed the days when the people of Velaris treated him like any other citizen. Now he couldn’t go to any shop or restaurant without the proprietors insisting that he not pay for their goods. “The songs you are singing, they sound familiar, do you perform at one of the theaters?” He asked.

Ava and the blonde male howled with laughter, “Cauldron no!” Ava finally barked out. “Just a couple of aspiring actors not quite good enough to take the stage.”

The round woman came back with their drinks. “And yet you insist on bringing your noise to my café.”

“You know you would miss us if we were gone!”

“Like an animal misses a thorn in its paw.” The two friends began laughing again, Azriel felt a smile tugging on his lips.

The blonde male turned to Ava, “We’re going to head to the theater, are you going to come with us?”

She looked at Azriel, “When I am done here.” We watched in silence as her friends filed out of the café.

“I thought you didn’t perform in theaters.” He said to her.

“We don’t,” Azriel was now thoroughly confused, “There is a private theater that was abandoned after the attack. We use it to rehearse or just have fun.” Ava took a sip of her drink. “You still haven’t told me why you’re in the rainbow.”

“Do I have to have a reason? Maybe I was just enjoying the scenery.” He bit back.

Ava chuckled, “If you had any of the other members of the court with you, maybe I’d believe you. No one ever sees you out here without the High Lady or her sister.”

Az couldn’t argue with that. He’d just been thinking that same thought before he’d stumbled upon this interesting character.

With her drink finished, Ava stood and dropped some money on the table. “Well, it was nice bumping into you.” She said with a wink as she pulled on her coat.

Azriel watched as she made her way to the door. He wasn’t sure what made him say it, but he blurted out, “Can I come with you? To see your theater, I mean.”

Ava shrugged, “Everyone is welcome. I’ll warn you it’s just a bunch of theater nobodies without a lick of talent between them. I’m not responsible for any damages.” With that, she turned and walked away from Azriel, not even pausing to see if he was behind her.

She walked quicker than she had when she was leading him to the café. They passed galleries and dance studios until they came across some of the more scarred streets of the rainbow. They finally stopped in front of a building that was lucky to still be standing. The white stucco hadn’t been cleaned, it still held the stains of the fires that had licked eagerly up the wall. The door was intact but blacked like it had been roasted over a fire for too long. Ava pushed it gently aside. When Azriel passed by it he noticed that it might very well fall off. One of the hinges was completely gone, the other looked like it was barely anchored to the wall.

They walked into the entry room, it was very simple compared to the other theaters in Velaris. The fire hadn’t breached the door, so the furnishings were dusty but in good condition. The velvet curtains separating us from the theater were parted enough that Az could see a sliver of what he thought might be sunlight. His suspicion was confirmed when Ava pushed the curtains aside, revealing that the roof of the theater had collapsed onto the seats.

He realized the auditorium was empty, “Aren’t your friends supposed to be here?”

Ava had begun walking down the main aisle to the stage. “Oh, they probably stopped at a shop on the way here. We always have an eye out for a costume piece or prop.”

As they got closer to the stage, Az surveyed the damage. Most of the debris had stayed in the middle of the auditorium, leaving the stage and front row mostly untouched. He stopped to study a slab of the ceiling, it had been some kind mural. What was left of a winged baby playing the harp was the sign of what the painting might be.

“What happened here?” He mentally smacked himself for asking. Of course, he knew what happened here.

“Same thing as everywhere else. One of the monsters crashed through the roof. That’s where most of the damage stops. One of the buildings next door caught fire, the flames had already started to jump over here when they finally put it out.” Ava was sitting on the stage looking wistfully on the remains. “It was an older couple that owned this. The wife was killed in the attack and the husband just doesn’t have the funds to fix it. But he also doesn’t have the heart to sell it either.”

“How did you guys end up coming here?”

“We used to come here to watch the shows put on by a small troupe. Now we come here to practice or just have fun. We tried to pay the owner at first but, he refused. He said that he was glad we could find joy in a place that had become so heartless to him.” She pulled her legs up and rested her chin on her knees. “When he dies, his children will probably sell it to someone who has the money to tear it down.”

“And then where will you go?”

She thought awhile before answering, “Hopefully by then we will all have gotten our big break. Jax has been working on a screenplay so, who knows, maybe it’ll be what we need to take us all out of here.”

It was odd for Azriel to think of Velaris being a place of equal opportunity. It was called the City of Dreams after all. It hadn’t occurred to him that there were still people who wouldn’t have their dreams realized no matter how hard they worked at them.

He noticed Ava was studying him, waiting for him to say something else. “How long have you been doing this?”

“I’ve only been acting for a few years. My main focus used to be singing. The others have been at it for much longer.” Voices drifted from behind the velvet curtains.

Azriel shook his head, it was like this place had put him in a trance. The sky outside had started to change with the setting sun. He said as much to Ava as he stood and offered her a hand.

She took it to stand but, didn’t immediately let go of it. “You’re welcome to come back if you’d like. I know the others would love an excuse to put together a performance.”

“I’ll think about it.” And with that Azriel took flight and flew through the hole in the ceiling. He looked down in time to see Ava’s friends from the café pass through the curtains. One of them was starring at him with an open mouth. He chuckled to himself. At least that still got a reaction.

A/N This is based on a random thought I had one day. I was a really shy kid and never really let anyone see who I was. And in some ways, I still am. But when I took theater classes, I became a completely different person. I thought it’d be fun to give Azriel something similar. Also, this is my first attempt at fanfic so, let me know what you think, and if you want this story continued.

#acotar #acofas #azriel #shadowsinger #fanfiction

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