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if you want to read a specifical scene of nessian, gwynriel or any other ACOTAR ship, please tell me in my asks! University starts in October so I've time to write a lot of prompts!

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OMG!!! The russian cover for acosf is soo beautiful!!!

I know it's probably not going to happen but this and the "I think Elain is lying to us when she says she's going to some garden" thought of Cassian, it's the reason I'm telling E/AIN VILLAIN ARC PLEASE

I’m looking for trouble with this one😂

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Gwynriel prompt!!

Drunk azriel but hes usually not emotional drunk but this time he is super emotional for some reason so hes just crying and being really emotional about stupid things like “MY TOE IS TOO BIG😭” and gwyn is trying to comfort him but it’s literally hilarious and next day he vaguely remembers crying about things like his toe being big?? IDK ITS RLY RANDOM you can add more to it I trust you.

here's the prompt anon 😆 I hope y'all like it

Babe, you're only drunk

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Azriel didn't know how many shots of whiskey he'd had that night.

Maybe he had 3, maybe 30.

Everything was spinning. He had to ask Rhys, drunk alike, to take him to his house, since he couldn't even stand.

They normally didn't drink as that night. Rhysand had responsibilities as a father, as did Cassian.

And he ... Well, he would have the same responsibilities in less than two months.

His brothers had explained that life when you had a child was very different from when you didn't have one, and they had dragged him to one of his parties where alcohol seemed to never end.

Azriel hadn't wanted to go, he preferred to stay at his house, taking care of his heavily pregnant mate but, literally, they had taken him out of the house to take him to drink.

It took him about three seconds to get the front door open, finding himself in a completely dark corridor.

He didn't hear a sound.

Staggering, he leaned against one of the hallway walls, squinting to try to accustom his eyes to the darkness. He didn't see anything.

A lump began to form in his throat.

Gwyn should be home. Had she gone to bed already?

However, when he came in and turned on the light in their shared bedroom, he didn't find his mate on the bed or around it.

Alcohol and fear began to cloud his common sense.

Where was his mate?

Shadows swirled in his ear, whispering nonsensical words. He didn't understand anything. He didn't understand anything.

 His mate, his babies...

What had happened to them?

He watched as the shadows began to head back down the hall, asking the Shadowsinger to follow them.

With pain in his heart and icy fury at the thought of what might have happened to Gwyn and his children, he followed them.

They walked through the corridors, climbing the spiral staircases near the kitchen.

That had been the gift of their mating ceremony from Rhys and Cassian. They had been gifted a home away from the bustle of Velaris. Even if he looked out the window, he could visualize the facade of the House of Wind.

They were on the upper floor. This one, too, was dark, except for a slot under the bathroom door.

Sighing fucking relieved, he headed that way, having to fumble with the door handle three times to get it open.

Gwyn's pristine back greeted him.

He walked quickly to where she was, lying how long she was in the immense bathtub, with a book in her hand and a glass of wine in the part that didn't cover the water.

Gwyn whirled around in fear. She hadn't heard the Shadowsinger arrive. Her tension drained immediately as soon as she saw who exactly was behind her.

"Good night." She whispered in amusement, closing the book and setting it next to the wine glass. She rolled onto her back, sitting up to give him a short kiss on her lips.

She pulled away quickly, their lips were practically not together, grimacing as she said, "You stink of alcohol."

Sighing, he knelt where her mate was looking at him with amusement: "Rhysand and Cassian seem to believe when you are a father drinking is forbidden."

Gwyn laughed lightly, reaching out her wet hand to stroke his chin.

She kissed his cheek again, more slowly this time, then brought both foreheads together, breathing in their scent.

Although Gwyn possibly could only smell the strong scent of alcohol.

He dropped his slightly sweaty head on her wet shoulder, kissing it softly: "Damn, you must want to leave me for how I got here."

She chuckled, tilting her head: "Az, it's okay for you to party with your brothers. You've spent my entire pregnancy with us, it's okay for you to enjoy a night out."

"But… what would have happened if someone had entered the house?" He asked, heartlessly.

"Well, if someone had come into the house, I suppose I would have broken their spines and then thrown them out the window." She explained as she stroked his hair, damp from being in contact with the smelly water in the bathtub.

He sighed again, feeling shattered.

"What would have happened if you hadn't reached a shelf in the kitchen? Would you have left me for it?"

Gwyn laughed again, pulling Azriel's head off her shoulder as she rested both hands on the tub, rising.

Azriel gasped, staring at the wonderful body of his very pregnant mate.

If Gwyn used to have a fucking precious body, now with her plump belly, she was no longer precious.

She was now a fucking goddess.

"Let me dry and then we will take these clothes off you, they are damp with sweat."

"But…" he muttered confusedly. "The doctor said it was not safe to have sex in the last months of pregnancy ..."

"No, silly." She exclaimed between laughter, splashing small droplets of water onto the floor as she made her way to the towel rack. "I meant to take your clothes off to put on your pajamas." She murmured smirking, wrapping a towel around her body.

Seeing that he did not move, paralyzed, she said with an amused grin: "Are you going to stand there watching all night? Do me a favor and bring me some pajamas, I don't want to drip all over the floor into the room."

He nodded quickly, hurtling down into their room.

He found a white pajama, already too loose from the multiple washings it had undergone, and grabbed a set of underwear adapted for pregnancies.

Satisfied with the choice, he nearly flew back up, finding his mate brushing her hair slowly, undoing any knots she could find as she scowled at the lugs of the brush.

He offered her pajamas and undergarments.

She thanked him, taking off the towel while she put it on her hair.

Azriel couldn't take his eyes off Gwyn's wonderful body.

They were going to have a baby. Or rather, two babies.

He remembered when they had come to Madja for a routine checkup, and she surprised them by saying they were going to have twins.

Two babies. Azriel couldn't believe it.

Azriel stripped off the shirt and pants he was wearing, staying in boxers as he snapped his fingers, a nightgown appearing between his hands.

He snapped his fingers again, sighing in relief at being clean, no sweat or alcohol traces on his body as he used his magic to clean himself. He didn't want to waste time washing, now what he wanted was to be with her.

He watched as Gwyn finished dressing, putting on some fluffy slippers, walking out of the bathroom with slow steps.

He supposed the weight of her belly was a problem. He had seen his mate on the verge of tears, being unable to do anything as she normally did because of the weight of her stomach.

Rushing to help her, he put his arms around her waist, helping her down the steps one by one, careful not to fall.

"I hate this." She muttered through her teeth, laying a hand on her belly.

"Only two months, my love. Only two and we will hold them in our arms." He whispered into her ear, offering comforting words.

His shadows were enveloping Gwyn's body, alert to any kind of danger or obstacle.

If before his shadows were engrossed with Gwyn, during her pregnancy they did not separate from her.

They had forgotten that their teacher was Azriel, in those moments they were not following anyone but Gwyn.

Azriel consented to it, anyway, he did the same.

He couldn't bear not being next to his mate in those delicate moments.

They finished down the stairs, heading quickly to the room.

Placing a not very powerful light so that it would not disturb their view, they lay down on the bed, Azriel first to accommodate his wings and then Gwyn, lying on her side and sighing in relief when his wings enveloped her body.

They breathed in each other's scent. They didn't need anything else. The closeness of the other was enough.

Whispering, the alcohol slowly disappearing from his body, he asked while he placed a hand on her belly: "How have they behaved tonight?"

Sighing, she chuckled, hiding in the crook of his shoulder as she kissed it briefly: "Astrid has been calm. I don't think she has moved even once, which I appreciate. Aidan…" She massaged the part where their little son layq. "It seemed like he knew you weren't there, because he started kicking like crazy. He wouldn't even let me read quietly."

He hummed: "Is that why you were upstairs? Were you in the library?"

The first room they had built in that house was the immense library, with armchairs to sit on and thousands and thousands of books ready to be read.

She nodded, playing with the collar of his robe: "Seeing that he did not calm down, I decided to go into the water. Apparently they calm down when they notice that I am submerged in some liquid."

Smiling slightly, he asked, "Do you think we're going to have any water-nymphs?"

She frowned, pulling her head out of his neck and letting it fall on his chest, breathing in the scent of night mist: "As long as they're happy, I don't care what they are."

He hummed, stroking Gwyn's silky hair, as they fell silent, breathing quietly.

He noticed how the alcohol disappeared from his body, but the dizziness in his head did not diminish at all.

He cursed the moment he thought it would be a good idea to go drinking with those two drunks.

He liked alcohol, but for a drink or two, not the great amount he'd had that night.

He laid his hand on Gwyn's bulging belly, forming a smile when he felt something lightly tap into his palm.

He looked at his mate, his face lit up, asking, "Was that Aidan?"

She smiled as she nodded, leaving her delicate hand on his hand, leaning back on the pillow as she watched Azriel approach her belly, kissing it slowly and lovingly.

"I don't want you to hurt your mommy. Because she's already sore enough, and she's been taking care of you two for a long time. Now it's your turn to take care of her. Do you understand me?"

Azriel laughed delightedly when a somewhat weaker pressure contacted his palm, as if to affirm that they had heard what he was saying.

He looked at Gwyn with a wide smile, but she didn't return it, watching her chest rise and fall rhythmically.  She had fallen asleep.

Sighing, he kissed her belly again, whispering: "I love you, with all my being, I love you so much ..."

He slid between the sheets to where Gwyn was, hugging her body as he whispered alike: "I love you, my love. Thank you for giving me this great opportunity."

He didn't know if she had answered him, as he quickly fell asleep, the sound of two strong heartbeats coupled with two somewhat weaker heartbeats the only sound in the room.

yeah I KNOW the 'drunk' part is not so visible BUT meanwhile I was writing it, and the gwyn pregnant came into my mind, I NEEDED to write it

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OMG!!! The russian cover for acosf is soo beautiful!!!