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pigeon-princess · 3 months
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Can I please talk about my weird little Warg from Lonely Light? My salt crusted Ironborn bastard whose definitely a Targaryen. Gwyndon "Gwyn" Pyke, my selkie boy.
We've started playing a little ASOIAF tabletop game set during the Blackfyre Rebellions (around 90 years before Game of Thrones). Our travelling party consists of two Targaryen bastards from the opposite side of Westeros and the Hedge Knight holding them for ransom (or so we thought).
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luardraws · 8 months
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shhh, they’re sleeping... 💭
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washmchineheart · 6 days
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gwyn spends one night outside the library and ends up in the fucking hunger games
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unhealthyfanobsession · 2 months
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Gwyn: what was everyone’s best day of your life?
Rhys: the day after the Hybern war. When I realized my whole family was alive and safe.
Feyre: hey you took mine!
Azriel: I have to believe it hasn’t happened yet.
Cassian: last Solstice.
Feyre: awww, because that’s when you felt the mating bond snap?
Cassian, staring at Nesta: Um, yes. Yes exactly. Of course just that. Nothing else.
Nesta: it’s because he finally won the snowball fight.
Cassian: it’s the COMBINATION!
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Soulsborne Final Bosses poorly explained
Dark Souls: God is senile, forcibly retire him.
Dark Souls 2: Lich King Cersei Lannister tricked you into doing her dirty work or Treebeard with the One Ring beats your ass.
Dark Souls 3: Parry all you want, you can’t parry the feels.
Sekiro: Swordsman hatches from grandson, shoots you in face.
Bloodborne: Local paraplegic regains use of legs specifically to kick your ass. Failing that, the moon does it for him.
Elden Ring: Kill God’s malesona and pet amoeba.
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kashuan · 4 months
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some recent ds1 stuff :,)
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freyjas-musings · 3 months
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Just requested the artist Venusfolk that I can share this with everyone here as well..... the most gorgeous set of fanarts of Gwynlain ... please do find her on IG (Venusfolk) and give her lots of love
Its artists like this that have my heart ❤️ people who genuinely mean well
Characters belong to Sarah J Maas
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orphicauroras · 3 months
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“ Azriel entered the warmth of the stairwell, and as he descended, he could have sworn a faint, beautiful singing followed him. Could have sworn his shadows sang in answer.”
Gwyn and Azriel by @/bookishkoda
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lowstrear67 · 9 months
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Family....
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blacksalander · 1 year
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Dark Sun Gwyndolin
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thalunalovegood · 2 months
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The first image is Az in thinking about how Gwyn’s teal eyes might upon, after the solstice party(witch happened half way in ACOSF).
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Then, in the second image, we have he actually seeing it, after the Gwyn, Nesta and Emerie beat the course(that happened after the solstice night, so after Az imagined Gwyn’s eyes).
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Sarah knew what she was doing, you can’t tell me this is wasn’t done by purpose.
This cat is me, I’m this cat.
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Can we talk about this?? Az is the new ribbon, he following Gwyn, and he was amused, the way she looked at him 🤌
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And she already knew that he can sing?!
I love them so much, maybe not much as the shadows, but I love.
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Let’s finish with this, the shadows dancing, Gwyn challenging Az.
Okay Gwynriel, you’re are the one 1️⃣
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pigeon-princess · 2 months
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Can a Targaryen not enjoy eating a live fish from the river without judgement?
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foxylady13 · 2 months
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"A thing of secret, lovely beauty"
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Artist: Kloartz over on IG!
~Gwyn nimbly rolled to her feet, grinning so broadly that Nesta was momentarily taken aback by it. The priestess had been pretty in the library, but with that joy, that confidence as she aimed for the three priestesses, she had emerged into a beauty to rival Merrill or Mor.
~Gwyn’s fingers slid into hers, squeezing tight. Nesta looked up to find her holding Emerie’s free hand as well. Gwyn smiled again, her eyes bright. “Our stories are worth telling.”
~Gwyn let out a high-pitched noise that was nothing but pure excitement. Azriel, on the other side of the ring with the rest of the priestesses, half-turned at the sound, brows high.
~Azriel had winnowed her and Cassian here after training, but hadn’t lingered. Apparently, Gwyn wanted him to go over dagger handling, so he’d left them with a promise to return in an hour.
From the bonus chapter: Which happens inbetween Ch. 58/59 of ACOSF
~His shadows peered over his wings at her.  The young priestess smiled--and Azriel thought it might have been directed at his curious shadows.
~“Aren't you cold?" His breath clouded in front of him.  Gwyn shrugged. "Once you get moving, you stop noticing it."  He nodded, silence falling. For a heartbeat, their gazes met. He blocked out the bloody memory that fashed, so at odds with the Gwyn he saw before him now. Her head ducked, as if remembering it too. That he'd been the one who'd found her that day at Sangravah. "Happy Solstice," she said, as  much a dismissal as it was a holiday blessing.  He snorted. "Are you kicking me out?"  (He's showing concern about her being cold and we have proof from Azriel he was there at Sangravah and Gwyn isn't making things up like the other side tries to say)
~Pure amusement glittered in her stare. Better than the pain and grief he'd spied a moment before. So he offered her a crooked smile. "I can't  sleep without my favorite dagger."
"A comfort to every growing child."  Azriel's lips twitched. He refrained from mentioning that he did indeed sleep with a dagger. Many daggers. Including one under his pillow. (Azriel shows more positive emotions with his interaction with Gwyn than seemingly around anyone else)
~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.
~She shrugged again, irreverently. Az narrowed his eyes, studying her. "Do you, though?" she pressed. "Sing?" Azriel couldn't help his soft chuckle. "Yes."
~Gwyn tried the movement as slowly as he had, and he watched her  self-correct, fighting against the urge to open up her wrist and rotate the blade. She did it three times before she stopped falling into the bad habit. "I blame Cassian for this. He's too busy making eyes at Nesta to notice such mistakes these days." Azriel laughed. "I’ll give you that."  Gwyn smiled broadly. "Thank you." Azriel dipped his head in a sketch of a bow, something restless settling in him. Even his shadows had calmed. As if content to lounge on his shoulders and watch.  
~"Happy Solstice," Azriel said before aiming for the archway into the House. "Don't stay out too much longer. You'll freeze."  Gwyn nodded her farewell, again facing the ribbon. A warrior sizing up an opponent, all traces of that charming irreverence gone. Azriel entered the warmth of the stairwell, and as he descended, he could have sworn a faint, beautiful singing followed him. Could have sworn his shadows sang in answer. (Again, Azriel is showing care/concern over Gwyn possibly being cold/out too long and just look at the wording used here)
How the bonus chapter ends:
Clotho's pen moved once more. She deserves something as beautiful as this. I thank you for the joy it shall bring to her.
Something sparked in Azriel's chest, but he only nodded his thanks and left. He could picture it, though, as he ascended the stairs back to  the House proper. How Gwyn's teal eyes might light upon seeing the necklace. For whatever reason... he could see it.  
But Azriel tucked away the thought, consciously erasing the slight smile it brought to his face. Buried the image down deep, where it glowed quietly. 
A thing of secret, lovely beauty.
These scenes take place after the bonus chapter:
~Cassian glanced over at Az, but his attention was fixed on the young priestess, admiration and quiet encouragement shining from his face."
~The world seemed to pause at the words. As if it had been following one path and now branched off in another direction. In a hundred years, a thousand, this moment would still be etched in his mind. That he would tell his children, his grandchildren, Right then and there. That was when it all changed.
~Azriel went wholly still, as if he, too, had felt the shift. As if he, too, were aware that far larger forces peered into that training ring as Gwyn moved.
~Azriel clapped his hands, and all the females straightened. “You’ll work in groups of three.” Gwyn asked Az, her teal eyes bright, “What do we get if we finish the course?” Az’s shadows danced around him. “Since there’s no chance in hell any of you will finish the course, we didn’t bother to get a prize.” Boos sounded. Gwyn lifted her chin in challenge. “We look forward to proving you wrong.”
~Gwyn threw Azriel a withering stare as she strode past him. “See you tomorrow, Shadowsinger,” she tossed over a shoulder. Az stared after her, brows high with amusement. When he turned back, Nesta grinned. “You have no idea what you just started,” she said. Az angled his head, hazel eyes narrowing as Gwyn reached the archway. “Remember how Gwyn was with the ribbon?” Nesta winked and clapped the shadowsinger on the shoulder. “You’re the new ribbon, Az.”
~“The first had just unbuckled his belt when Azriel arrived.” Silent, unending tears streamed down Gwyn’s face. “Azriel slaughtered all of them within moments. He didn’t hesitate. But I could barely move, and when I tried to get up … He gave me his cloak and wrapped me in it." (Without hesitation, Azriel slaughtered all the soldiers and gave Gwyn his cloak.... similar to Lucien breaking free of his restraints without hesitation to get to Elain and give her his cloak)
After reading all this.... how can you NOT think Gwyn and Azriel are endgame? And this is what you missed on Glee......
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evviejo · 3 months
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STAR TREK: PRODIGY - S1E11 Asylum
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the-darkestminds · 14 days
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“The only way Elriel won’t happen is if SJM chooses the throw away 4 books worth of build up to appease Gwynriels and Eluciens.”
You are high lmao no way is sjm scrolling through fan comments and letting herself be bullied into changing her books 😭 please ✋
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shadowsingerofnight · 1 month
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Azriel: you did WHAT
Gwyn: oh just drop it
Azriel: you could’ve got badly hurt
Gwyn: *rolling eyes*
Gwyn: but I didn’t, that’s the whole point
Azriel: stop acting like it was nothing
Gwyn: it was nothing
Azriel: oh yeah? then I’m telling Nesta
Gwyn: *eyes wide* you wouldn’t
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