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[acourtofbooksandshadows]

Alliance Maker - Chapter 7

Summary: After waking up from a nightmare you decide to take a trip to the kitchen. You run into someone unexpected.

Pairing: Slow burn!Azriel x Afab!Reader

Warnings: Torture, poison, rape, swearing, knife's, whips, chains, getting sick, blood, overall men being absolutely disgusting.

Word count: 1522

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“Get off me.” The words left your mouth in a scream. You thrashed against the chains that held you. The laughs from the men surrounding you had bile rising in your throat. You jerked your head forward, snapping your teeth at the man in front of you. His fingers halted in their movement between your breasts momentarily. 

“Shut your fucking mouth before I do it for you.” His breath was atrocious as he spoke, it smelled of something rotten. His hand moved away from your skin for just a moment only for a knife to be placed within it. 

“No, get the fuck away from me.” Your voice was more frantic this time. The chains groaned as you yanked on them. The man's eyes narrowed on you. 

“Give me the lenroot.” fear struck every part of your body at the mention of the paralytic. The thought of not being able to fight against them had the bile from earlier rising again, this time it actually coming up into your mouth. But you quickly swallowed it, knowing if they saw you get sick it would only make what they were going to do to you worse. Lenroot was something they used on you frequently, it left you unable to move but still able to feel everything they did to you.

The root was brought up to your mouth but you clenched your teeth together tightly refusing to open your mouth. He tutted you quietly, before looking to his right. The same man that handed him the knife and the lenroot stepped up to you. Tears started to steadily work their way down your cheeks as he pried your mouth open. 

Then the man in front of you was shoving the root into your mouth. You gagged at the taste of it, trying desperately not to swallow it. Though you knew that just the act of your tongue touching it was enough to paralyze you for a few hours. It had happened so many times before so you knew what to expect. Your body grew slack against the iron chains around your wrists connected to the ceiling above you. 

You watched as they took turns with you. Some dragged knives along your skin, leaving small trails of blood anywhere they desired. Then some of them had their way with you. They had left you naked since they brought you here. Deciding the clothes were just too much of an inconvenience to them. That left you in a constant state of freezing. The man that shoved the lenroot into your mouth came back with a whip in hand and you knew the pain would be too much for you to handle. You were right because with the first lash against your stomach you were losing consciousness. 

You awoke with a sob, a cold sensation was weaving through your hair. A soothing touch was smoothing along your cheeks. As the tears tracked down your skin they were wiped away just as quickly. You let out a shudder at the not yet familiar feeling. Bringing a hand up to your face a black tendril wrapped around your scared skin and down to your wrist. You glanced around the room and didn’t see any more of them or the spymaster they belonged to. 

“Will you come with me to the kitchen?” You didn’t wait for a response, not that you necessarily thought they could respond. There were slippers waiting for you as you dragged your legs out of the warmth of the blankets. You stood and moved out of the room slowly. Deciding to take your time and savor the emptiness of the house. The walk to the kitchen was easy as you remembered the tour Nesta and Emerie gave you earlier. 

The shadows had both worked their way down to your hands at this point, dancing across the skin slowly. The feeling of them soothed you as your mind kept replaying the nightmare from just moments earlier. The memory was one you were desperate to forget. 

As you rounded the kitchen you were slightly startled. It seemed to be your luck to run into males in the room. But this one wasn’t at all like the red haired one before. His hazel eyes pierced through you as he took in your form. His eyes went to your hands and you winced. But as your eyes moved down to them you noticed that the shadows had wrapped around them much like the fingerless gloves you typically adorned. A smile came to rest upon your lips at the action. 

Then your eyes came back up to their owner and you gulped. You didn’t think that he would harm you. But you knew of his reputation as a fierce protector. His court and the people within it came above all else. And to him you were an unknown threat, an anomaly he was struggling to figure out. He had sent shadows out to every corner and crevice of the land and yet they came back with nothing. It worried him immensely, but with the liking his shadows had taken to you he wasn’t sure they were being truthful in their discoveries. 

He moved to the sink with the plate, cup and silverware he was just using. He grabbed a sponge and soap and started to wash them. You took the moment to take him in. He was wearing loose pajama pants much like your own. His hair was wet and you could see the drops of water slowly running down his neck and to his naked chest and torso. You took in the lines and curves and swirls of the tattoos marking his skin. Your body fought against itself. A part of you was desperate to wipe away the trail of water being left on his skin, to feel the scars you could see against your fingertips. The other part was desperate to get away from him, to flee from the doorway you were standing in and never look back. 

You shook the thoughts from your head and moved around the large island placed in the middle of the room. You didn’t miss the way Azriel tensed, readying himself for an attack that wouldn’t come. The black and gray marbled countertop was filled with different fruits and vegetables. You took a moment to decide on what you wanted and started on a cup of tea. As the water boiled you reached for an orange and started to peel it. The shadows started to help you. Pulling on the peel as you worked on the pith. 

The glass that Azriel was drying with a towel smashed in his hold as he took in the way the shadows worked with you. You and the shadows both froze in your actions. You looked from the orange to the shards on the ground then to the male that was standing above the mess. Your eyes widened as you noticed he was already looking at you. You took a hesitant step back, hand unconsciously gripping one of the knives in the knife block beside you. 

The nightmare from before flashed through your mind. Your chest started to ache as anxiety ate away at you rapidly. The angry look of the man with the whip seemed so similar to the look Azriel was giving you now. Your hands started to heat up, your fingertips throbbing as you dropped the orange. One of the shadows however caught it. The other that was against you started to work up your arm under your shirt until it was touching your face. Another one slipped away from the already seething Illyrian and swept across your hand holding the knife calmly. 

You slowly let it go, a single tear worked out of your eye and down your face as you blinked. The shadow that sat along your cheek wiped at it before it could pass your jawline. A shaky breath slipped your lips as you calmed yourself. Your hands stopped throbbing and your chest stopped aching. Azriel was looking at you curiously when you finally met his stare again. But your eyes broke away quickly when the water started to whistle. 

You made fast work of getting out two cups and making two cups of tea. You left one on the counter, looking up at Azriel for a moment. The shadow holding the orange placed it back into your empty hand. The fruit was bare of rind and pith and you gripped it loosely. You whispered a thank you to the shadow and it swept across your hand in response. Then you finally fled the kitchen. 

The three shadows stayed with you and Azriel bristled at the disrespect. But then a few of his other shadows were bringing the tea cup towards him. He waved them away but they insisted on him taking a drink. When he finally brought the peace offering up to his lips he was blown away. The tea was made the exact way he liked it, down to the amount of sugar and the spoonful of honey. He almost choked as the thought settled in his head.

A/N: I hope you guys liked this part! I was so happy to finally write an official interaction between Az and Reader! I'll be posting the next part next week! As always likes, follows, reblogs and comments are much appreciated.

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[barabaitcharactergenerator]

for the question thing i am requesting fabien aramais seacaster <3

an interesting start! see fabian isn't necessarily my favorite of the dimension 20 kids (hiiii kristen applebees hiii fig faeth) but i'll take my shot at everyone's favorite pirate boy

favorite thing about them lou wilson's performance in general is amazing, but i think my favorite facet of fabian's whole thing is that he walks like a jock but in every other way is a fucking loser. brennan lee mulligan put it best during the party episode during season 1 when he was able to, despite being the big man on campus sportsbro type, perfectly communicate with the nerds. fabian is at his best when he's kind of pathetic and this is true both before and after his toxic masculinity arc.

least favorite thing about them his heterosexuality

favorite line "what the fuck is that. what the FUCK is THAT." in reference to fig's sexy rat

brOTP FABIAN, RIZ, AND GORGUG FRIENDS 4 LIFE. The Boys Night one shot means the world to me

OTP idk tbh the ideal fabian is perpetually alone coz he cant get pussy. ragh barkrock i guess

nOTP aelwyn, while i love their toxic hatesex conceptually i think that fabian deserves slightly better. i do think its INSANELY funny that he canonically fucks her because she reminds him of his dad

random headcanon fabian doesn't actually know the rules of bloodrush he's just been kinda winging it. fortunately ragh doesn't either and gorgug is only sort of aware of what's going on so nobody's called him out yet

unpopular opinion honestly, my only popular opinion on him is that he's not like the best character in the cast. i love him, i love all the bad kids with all my heart. but idk i really vibed with kristen's character arc more and while i think his development with season 2 was really good i never quite vibed with him as much as some of the other characters. also i think he's gay

song i associate with them "hot girl bummer" by blackbear

favorite picture of them the specific pic from @notoriousmasc where him and ragh are doing a pirate cosplay

[meirimerens]

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LET'S FUCKING GOOOOOOO ENJOY THEM ENJOY THEIR DESPICABLE VIBES IN YOUR HOME....

[cherubcallremade]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!

THANK YOU ANDY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[quibbs]

hi i just wanted to say that i reread stbu b/c i forgot where i left off and a. it's wonderful and b. dees looks simultaneously like the straightest man i've ever seen and also a butch lesbian

THANK YOU FOR SAYING THAT.  he is definitely one of those early designs i had that retrospectively... i just want to take her (17 year old me) by the shoulders and sweetly say to her, honey, if you want to make a sexy evil butch lesbian just do it

[miserabull]

now that the same artist who did that comic from your fic has drawn grief in skates, i will be imagining him in skates for the entirety of the fic < 3

That’s actually the way it was intended. We thought it wasn’t relevant to the plot so we didn’t mention, but he has been wearing skates this whole time. Including in the latest chapter when I wrote “barefoot”, what I meant to say was “barefoot(except for his roller skates)”

[mifericorde]

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THANK U... Patho fans 🤝 Ghost fans except it's just me and I'm holding my own hand

[myastoners]

also something that needs to be drilled into these tony stark stans heads is that its literally ok to like a character who isn't a good person. i like him as a character! i do! but he also routinely is a shitty person and i find it odd how so many people want to defend him.

u get it u get it. its like. Most of the reason i hate tony stark as much as i do is because of his fans infantilizing him/trying to excuse everything he does. it’s ok to like characters who are shitty people without turning them into something they’re not, y’all...c’mon..

[henrylevesconte]

About the camera roll mood board, please do Hickey I'm begging

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Send me a character and I’ll make a moodboard from my phone

[slenderverse-remade]

do you think chuck e cheese is a restaurant

yea it basically is

[mousiemooo]

wait are you the rival band au motherfucker?? that fic is so good

no im not! I havent read that fic but that thought did inspire me to make some designs for funsies so all credit to them for planting that brainseed

[prodigaldaughteralice]

your tags on my aladarius drawing made my day :) thank you for the kind words

I’m so glad! Your art is gorgeous and you deserve to have a great day!!! 💕

[amarresdamor]

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[cherubcallremade]

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grey is donna and brown is heinsberg ^_^ sorry

[trombint]

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