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gwynethvalkyrie · 1 year

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In ACOSF

The alcohol, the sex & the money where never the problem for the inner circle considering they do the same thing. They were fine with Cassian fucking Nesta. Rhys has no problem when any of them spend his money. And they all drink. Mor can’t do shit without alcohol in her hands. And by the way, correct me if I’m wrong but Nesta was not an alcoholic. She didn’t have any withdrawals in the house. She wasn’t addicted. She just used it as a coping mechanism. And saying she was “drinking herself to death” is dramatic. And she wasn’t gonna kill herself. If she wanted to, she would’ve already done it.

If you actually think what the inner circle did to Nesta was about anything other than controlling her, you’re lying to yourself. But I know you would do anything to defend the inner circle. I hope you know, you look dumb doing it ❤️

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gwynethvalkyrie · 1 year

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I watched Wednesday and…

Wednesday x Nesta: “sunshine protector” 😒🙄

- serious, quiet, not into physical displays of affection, doesn’t have many friends

Enid x Gwyn: “sunshine” 😊✨

- funny, competitive, talkative, dramatic, friendly

Enid hugging her prize while sleeping - tell me this wouldn’t be Gwyn if she finally got hers?! 😂🙌

(after winning the Blood Rite, I hope Az and Cass actually get them a freaking prize, c’mon - she just wants a prize!🏆🤏🥺)

And that last hug, totally reminded me of this hug

Ugh I just wanna rewatch all the episodes for them 😩💙🖤 their friendship was the best thing in the show 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩

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gwynethvalkyrie · 1 year

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A Court of Scars and Shadows | Official Artwork

Warning: NSFW

To celebrate ACOSAS hitting 20,000 reads on Ao3, I have commissioned a piece of spicy Gwynriel art from artist @kri_stasss_ inspired by Chapter 25: The Night and His Star.

*No reposts allowed, please respect and adhere to this decision.*

Read the chapter this artwork was inspired by here on Ao3

I cannot speak highly enough of @kri_stasss_ the incredible artist behind this work, who has put so much detail and love into every inch of this commission. She is a true talent and I can’t wait to commission more from her.

I do have an uncensored version of this image, which I will be putting in a linktree shortly.

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gwynethvalkyrie · 1 year

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My hand commissions with @lib-arts

Collaborators: @gwynethvalkyrie (gwynriel art) and @/starswithsparks on ig(nessian art)

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gwynethvalkyrie · 1 year

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hi! I just followed- and may have scrolled for a long while ahha, I love your work!

If you’re still looking for inspiration, I would love to see Gwyn and Az practicing mind-stilling? I love the idea that she helps him learn to focus his thoughts.

👀

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gwynethvalkyrie · 1 year

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Gwyn fell first but Azriel fell harder.

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gwynethvalkyrie · 1 year

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Over the months we have been fed so much BS and twisted nonsense about Gwyneth Berdara... thanks to the all important shadowsinger's ahem wingspan ( slow clapping for the "feminist" batflowers ) I thought we could all use a nice refresher in some "facts" and moments of Gwyneth Berdara...Canon ofcourse .

So here are my favourite moments of Gwyneth Berdara from ACOSF.... I will need to do it in two parts because there are so many😍😍😍

PART 1

The first time she meets Nesta - Nesta is someone who has the ability to make a high lord squirm and shift under her gaze but what does Gwyneth Berdara do? Give her some shit back (a start to an amazing friendship devoid of judgement). Talk about introducing two nuclear explosives 😅

"I don't answer to acolytes ".

The priestess drew to her full height, which was slightly taller than average for Fae females. A crackling sort of energy buzzed around her and Nesta's power grumbled in answer. "You're here to work," the acolyte said, her voice unruffled . "And not only for Clotho."

Her ability to call BS and say no thank you to Pity

Gwyn marked the change. "I don't need your pity." The words were sharp, as clear as her teal eyes.

"It wasn't pity."

"I've been here for nearly two years,but I haven't become so disconnected from others that I can't tell when someone remembers why I am here and alters their behaviour." Gwyn's mouth flattened to a line. "I don't need to be coddled . Only spoken to like a person."

When she shielded and took Nesta to safety away from the darkness.

"Leave it," Gwyn said , enough authority lacing her words the Nesta dropped the book onto a dark wood table. The priestess put a hand to Nesta's back, escorting her up the sloping ramp. "Don't look behind" Gwyn muttered out of the corner of her mouth. "What level is your cart on?"

"Four" she began to twist her gaze over her shoulder, but Gwyn pinched her.

"Don't look behind, " Gwyn murmured again.

"Is it following?"

"No , but .... " Gwyns swallow was audible. "I can feel something. Like a cat. Small and clever and curious. Its watching."

When she stepped out to train for the first time

Steps scuffed on the stone beyond the archway and Nesta's breath rushed from her in a wave she didn't realise she was holding back as Gwyns coppery brown hair appeared . In the sunlight, the color of her hair appeared . In the sunlight, the colour of her hair was extraordinary strands of gold glinting and her teal eyes were a near-perfect match to the stones the other priestesses wore .

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"I forgot how it feels to have the full sun upon my head." She peered up again . "Forgive me if I spend some time gawking at the sky"

When she made Em feel comfortable

Gwyn and Emerie had fallen into an easy camaraderie within minutes. That could have been due to Gwyn peppering Emerie with questions about her shop as they'd gone through the opening exercises.

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Gwyn asked Emerie, "Do you have libraries in Illyria? " Another lifeline thrown

When Gwyn got her nerd on

"I memorised the steps , so I will lead us through it" Gwyn offered.

Nesta snorted . "Ofcourse you did."

Gwyn playfully smacked her on the shoulder. "Learning this is my Job , you know"

"You'd have memorised this information anyway."

"Fair enough." Gwyn laughed , finishing her own tea and then sitting up straight .

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Gwyn was probably good at this . Gwyn was good at everything, actually.

I think this is a good breaking point for Part 1 ...

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gwynethvalkyrie · 1 year

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I have never had Gwyn in Black in any of my art so far .... But I think she would look amazing with her ocean eyes, freckles and hair like spun gold. Its Canon she looks drop dead gorgeous in her leathers which is black so I thought lets extend it to some art 🙂🙂🙂...

So my Gwynriel family here is my next commission ... Enjoy!!!!

Artist @leonardobrar

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gwynethvalkyrie · 1 year

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Last time I checked, plagiarizing another author’s fic almost word for word was universally known to be wrong. Curious how @nikethestatue came about the premise of their elrielweek fic Teach Me To Fly (still linked on their blog, though it has been removed given others caught said author two days).

The fic in question is by @illyriantremors, titled The Fall

When the similarities were pointed out, the fic was deleted but I’m so over how people in this fandom think they can steal whatever they like without bothering to credit the original author, and pass it off as their own, and when they’re caught they act like they did nothing wrong. Things like this make it unsafe for creators with original ideas, and given nike is a fic author themselves, I’m wondering how they even justified this.

You can see the similarities in the plot itself, which is enough to call this plagiarized, but we can also look at it side by side and then ask ourselves if we’d be okay if another author did this to our original work.

Top is written by Nike, bottom Illyriantremors

Here, again, Illyriantremors on top, Nike on bottom

I could do this with the whole fic. Which story is which?

(Illryiantremors is on top, nike bottom).

The whole fic is exactly the same. You can’t make a case that it was an accidental writing of the same story- two people could write this exact premise (and likely have), and they would never come out so neatly identical. From Azriels father dropping him off to Devlon, to Cassian beating Azriel up, and on and on, start to finish its the exact same fic without even the pretense of being rewritten.

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gwynethvalkyrie · 1 year

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Elain and Lucien done for @/oceanfairym on IG 🌹

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gwynethvalkyrie · 1 year

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I know you said other couples too other than gwynriel and Elucien- but I just think 2 would be perfect for gwynriel. Like Az holding back, but gwyn is like 😡

Smut prompts

“Fuck me properly or I’ll find someone else to do it” “no you fucking won’t”

Oh, I got you

Light BDSM warning

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Gwyn groaned in frustration as Azriel rocked his hips maddeningly slow, stroking his cock through her arousal and looking for all the world like he had all damn day to do this and not just the few minutes they'd managed to steal in his office before they were due to meet the others for dinner. Considering no one yet knew they had been seeing each other, she wasn't keen for them to find out by walking in on them while Azriel's pants were literally around his ankles.

"Azriel," she growled. "Fuck me properly or I'll find someone who can." A meaningless threat, but she liked to stoke his jealousy a little now and then. It usually led to the most delicious things.

A scarred hand wrapped around her throat as he brought his face close to hers and said in a low, dark voice, "No you fucking won't." His other hand reached between them, cupping her roughly. "This pussy is mine."

"Then prove it."

Baring his teeth, he swiped his hand away, giving her clit a light smack that made her jump as he positioned his cock at her entrance and paused. When he didn't immediately push inside her, she glared at him. He just gave her that smirk that drove her insane.

"You know what I'm waiting for, Gwyn."

She drove her hips forward, but he anticipated her, moving back with her, the tip of his cock remaining where it was.

"Say the words, princess."

"Fuck you," she growled.

Azriel tsked, rolling his hips just slightly. Enough to give apply pressure, but not enter her. "Such a dirty mouth. Those aren't the words."

More shadows wrapped around her waist, preventing her from moving her hips again. Gods, this male was going to kill her. Or perhaps she'd kill him? For a moment, she contemplated the odds she'd be able to slip a hand free of his shadows and grab her dagger.

"Gwyneth," he taunted, rolling his hips again. This time he slipped an inch inside her before quickly retreating. An embarrassing sob of frustration left her.

"Damn it, Az. We don't have time for games right now."

"Then be quick about it, and tell me what I want to hear."

Gwyn squeezed her eyes shut, forcing herself to swallow her pride. He liked to push her, humiliate her just a little bit, enough to draw out the fire he liked to play with so much. And damn, if she didn't enjoy it too. Each time she allowed herself to be a little vulnerable with him, he rewarded her infinitely more.

"Please, sir," she practically spit the words at him, but he grinned beatifically.

"Hold on."

That was all the warning she got before his mouth swallowed her screams.

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gwynethvalkyrie · 1 year

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I wonder if this is the same shadow? 🤔

A shadow curled around Azriel’s neck, the only one brave enough to face the sunlight.

“How was the party?” Her breath curled in front of her mouth, and one of his shadows darted out to dance with it before twirling back to him. Like it heard some silent music.

If so, I can see this Shadow being the lead detective on all the spy missions since it’s so brave and daring (and clearly has an ear for good music).🕵️🤔

The One Shadow:

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gwynethvalkyrie · 1 year

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I see you

SJM seems to use the phrase "stared and stared at" as a hint for endgame Mated couples which I think goes along with the fact that they "see" one another in a way no other character can.

Bryce and Hunt:

She just stared and stared and stared at the Umbra Mortis.

Rowan and Aelin:

It was Celaena’s gaze, not Maeve’s, that he met, his eyes shining. Rowan just stared and stared at her,

Rhys and Feyre:

Rhysand’s face became a mask of calm fury as he stared and stared at me.

Nesta and Cassian:

She only stared and stared at him, at the breadth of his shoulders, even more powerful in that beautiful black armor, at the strong column of his tan neck above it, his wings. And then at his hazel eyes, still riveted to her face.

He just stared and stared at her, marveling—

This phrase is associated with Elain and Graysen but I think that's more having to do with the fact that what she felt for him was true love and that he did see her which she confessed in ACOWAR.

Elain stared and stared at him as he walked off into the night …

“He did. He saw me. He will not now.”

"walked off into the night" brings to mind the close to their story. Graysen saw Elain for a who she was as a human but since she's been Made, he no longer does.

But in her new form, I find it interesting that Azriel has never once "stared" at Elain, let alone "stared and stared" at her. But we do have someone who has:

Lucien just stared and stared at my sister, as if he’d never seen her before.

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