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Finished Ga'Hoole commission for @loptous!! Soren, Gwyndor, and a quiet morning <3
#guardians of ga'hoole#ga'hoole#gog#soren#gwyndor#barn owl#australian masked owl#owl#owls#commission#kassart
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A rogue smith is meant to be alone. Gwyndor is no exception.
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if you find yourself incredibly attached to characters hardly anyone remembers and/or enjoy gwyndor here is something for you: a short and not-so-sweet backstory on how he lost his mate, why he became a rogue smith, and why he barely knows his daughter. he will always and forever be an epic divorce man to me
#guardians of ga'hoole#guardians of gahoole#ga'hoole#gahoole#gwyndor#gwynneth wotb#wolves of the beyond#i guess it counts for that. gwyndor is kind of relevant there#(ominous chanting) owl divorce owl divorce owl divorce#it's short but this is honestly one of my favorite things i've written#poor gwyndor did not have an ao3 tag before this but i have and will continue to change that#my soren/gwyndor agenda
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Instagram Art Game 2024 - Nr 1: Sir Madame Pentious
(Like the Tumblr ask game but with comments. Beccels art game 2024)
Comment from Gwyndor: 👠genderbend - Sir Pentious (Hazbin Hotel)
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When I think of post-rescue and healed Maedhros, I don't imagine him being severely scarred in any way except for his missing hand and maybe some marks here and there on his skin.
First, we should remember that Eldar is generally strong and their bodies can endure much more than an average human ones and are faster and better at healing. What's more, Maedhros was born in Aman, which means he is even stronger than an average elf.
There Maedhros in time was healed; for the fire of life was hot within him, and his strength was of the ancient world, such as those possessed who were nurtured in Valinor.
Plus to all this, no physical scarring or any drastic effect upon appearance isn't pointed out in the text itself. At the same time, Gwyndor — another Angband survivor — is described as having grown older and weaker, less capable as a warrior. On the contrary, we know that Maedhros haven't become weaker, but even stronger after his capture and learned to wield his sword better with his left hand than with his right.
Maedhros did deeds of surpassing valour, and the Orcs fled before his face; for since his torment upon Thangorodrim his spirit burned like a white fire within, and was as one that returns from the dead.
Torture is not necessarily a physical one. That is, I think, that Morgoth tortured fëa — soul, spirit — rather than hroa — body. Elves of Aman have great control over their bodies, which can help them endue bodily pain, and that makes it necessary to break their soul first. Morgoth could have forced Maedhros to watch as he punished other elves he held captive or tried to break into his mind, poison him with visions, humiliate him, make him think he was abandoned. Of course, he was physically hurt as well, but what left the shadow of Angband on his heart — the scar on his soul — was not the physical pain but emotional.
His body recovered from his torment and became hale, but the shadow of his pain was in his heart [...]
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GWYNDOR MY BELOVED
#birdie talks#my art#gog#guardians of ga'hoole#gwyndor#rogue smith of silverveil#is this fandom still alive#kathryn lasky#owls
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Wolves of the Beyond Designs #13- Gwyndor
Owls are hard to draw lol
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a male crow harpy named Gwyndor. He’s a messy basserd.
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gwyndor replied to your post “someone who can draw please draw kova in the “women want me/fish fear...”
ill do it if u draw one of my ocs. i will
you dont want me to do that but I Absolutely Will
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@gwyndor idk I don’t think it should ever be cooked in water? maybe boiled in a broth but boiling it in water would lend itself to being flavorless
#gwyndor#replies#when i make chicken soup i stick the whole chicken in the slow cooker and let it make its own broth and use the meat for the meat in the#soup as well
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gwyndor replied to your post: hey does anyone have a toyhouse for ocs ...
hes all we Need
Do not let him hear you his ego will grow too powerful
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ga'hoole fics masterpost
links to various ga'hoole fics i've written under the cut, includes published + WIP
i will always be here
-WC: 3,158
-status: complete
-summary: coryn is troubled by a great many things, and after reading the legends of hoole, one passage in particular causes him to question his reliance on his uncle—his main support in these new and confusing times. soren, of course, has a solution.
-notes: reread to be a king and thought a lot about that part where grank asks hoole not to call him "uncle", and how coryn would probably freak out a little (a lot) over that after projecting it onto his own situation. i personally hc that soren formally becomes an adoptive father to coryn so this is an exploration of that!
who i am today
-WC: 2,296
-status: complete
-summary: soren, while getting to know his nephew, discusses regrets of the past with coryn—as they prepare to turn towards the future.
-notes: basically just my take on why soren and eglantine weren't directly involved in the events of the hatchling/outcast, the guilt soren feels for not taking action, and resulting emotional moment between soren and coryn. owl family lives rent free in my mind
none but the forge
-WC: 618
-status: complete
-summary: a rogue smith is meant to be alone. gwyndor is no exception.
-notes: i love gwyndor and i love the depth gwynneth's existence in wotb adds to his character. what's his deal? how did he become a rogue smith? how did gwynneth I die? why'd he basically abandon his daughter with thora? just a short little headcanon backstory that answers these questions and explores gwyndor's emotional baggage.
blood moon lullaby (AU series)
WIP lutta lives AU turned alternate ending to ga'hoole. after a meeting with the spirit of hoole himself, coryn learns of great danger to come. the key to protecting owlkind lies within a hidden fourth volume of the legends, detailing the survival of lutta and diving further into her history, including her youth alongside her 'sister', kreeth's final creation. once he learns the rest of her story, the ancient spirit of lutta awakens to guide coryn, but she is not the only one who returns...
this AU is a huge passion project of mine since i'm a firm believer that lutta deserved a much better ending than she got! it involves an expansion on lutta's character arc and dynamics with other characters, canon-based original character, recharacterization of hagsfiends and their role in the plot (no more of that inherently evil bs), in-depth exploration of coryn and nyra's hagsfiend ancestry, and a completely new ending to ga'hoole itself.
there are/will be 4 fics in this series but only one is published thus far. progress is pretty slow but i'm always chipping away at it and hope to have more posted soon!
by the light of the ember (prologue)
-WC: 2,538
-status: complete
-summary: coryn has retrieved the ember of hoole—but with proof of his noble spirit comes the inheritance of an ancient legacy he has yet to understand. in a place where time’s flow stands still, a fated meeting with the first king himself reveals a great catastrophe to come.
of darkness and light (part 1)
-status: WIP
-summary: coryn is granted a vision by the ember that leads him to a hidden fourth tome of legends.
struck down by strix strumajen, lutta is severely wounded—wounded, but alive. managing to escape, she tends to her injuries as nothing more than an outcast. rejected by owlkind, yet disavowing the brutal ways of hagsfiends, she turns towards the only other living being she believes would understand—kreeth’s final ‘experiment’—and in the process uncovers a part of her past she thought she left behind. but when things don’t go just as she had hoped, and the threat of a new battle looms on the horizon, she is thrown into a conflict she never wished to happen as she struggles to prove that she is more than she seems.
in the shadow of the eclipse (part 2)
-status: WIP
-summary: lutta's spirit has awakened in the present, and now coryn and lutta face a threat all too familiar to both of them. with war imminent, hagsfiends on the verge of revival, and nachtmagen seeping back into the world, they must prevent the ember of hoole from falling into the wrong talons. or so they think- before coryn realizes what he must do to change the world for the better.
to dream of stars (epilogue)
-status: WIP
-summary: with the war of the ember's end, a new era for the owl kingdoms begins.
i can't summarize much else here without spoiling the whole ending rip
other WIPs
the blacksmith's collier
-status: WIP
-summary: soren finds himself drawn to one of the owls that helped bring his nephew to him, in a way he isn’t quite sure he’s ever felt before.
-notes: my beloved soren/gwyndor gay owl romance, full of loneliness, past regrets, and new beginnings!
to be a guardian
-status: WIP
-summary: coryn's arrival to the great tree has been heralded and rejoiced beyond his belief. but when the young king finds himself having trouble fitting in, soren thinks up a way to help.
-notes: it's always seemed that by becoming king, coryn just starts being considered a guardian by default. i think he would want to go through training and take the guardian oath just like any other owl, and soren would agree- thus i started writing something short yet emotional about it. it's almost finished but i don't know when i'll ACTUALLY finish it so... eventually
wolfspeak
-status: WIP
-summary: on a trip to the beyond together, gwyndor and soren chance upon someone unexpected.
-notes: more gwyndor/soren stuff! i think gwyndor would want to introduce soren to his daughter (gwynneth) eventually, but isn't sure how to go about it and keeps avoiding the topic. what better way to solve that problem than running into her by accident! takes place at the beginning of book 15, because i thought it would be cool to retell gwyndor hearing namara's howling, but with soren and gwynneth there. gwyndor and gwynneth both understanding what it means (which also showcases the similarities between them, distant as they are) while soren stands there looking confused as all hell is beautiful to me
more to come!
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no jokes tuh rer has been one of my lower key spins for the past year (and what a year it was) so lovely to see everyone getting into his terrible crimes but! we do need to talk about the musical
#tarrare#i writ 3 songs and a comic act on the rascal#its just me and gwyndor out here watching the babymunch tyre fyre
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gwyndor replied to your photo “A S C E N S I O N”
this was the best ep since like ep 7ish for me IT WAS SO GOOD.. THIS IS SO GOOD... goodbye to the sunchips place busto...
yeah same ! they stepped their car game up... god’s speed my small glitchy friend
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My Originals: Joseph Gwyndor x Elise Addams
I’m erasing myself from the narrative. Let future historians wonder how Elise reacted when you broke her heart. You have torn it all apart.
Request: Who do you ship Elise Addams with? I'm curious. - Anonymous
Prompt: Burn from Hamilton
Words: 0.5k
Rating: Teen
Fandom: Harry Potter
Ship: Elise/Joseph
Side-Ships: Albus/Elise, Lily/Joseph, Scoripus/Elise, Lily/Elise
Elise flickered her long raven black hair off her shoulder. She reached her hand out for the glass in front of her. She wasn’t supposed to be sitting at the Slytherins table. She was a Hufflepuff. A half-blood. She does not and do not stand a chance becoming friends with any of them but she did. Elise Addams did. Albus Sirius Potter sat in front of her and beside Scorpius Malfoy, Draco Malfoy’s son. Elise often kept Scorpius company during his hour of need and the memory of his mother’s death.
The black haired witch’s thought started to pace in her mind but she was able to control the dizziness. “Scorpius?” Elise arched an eyebrow as he lifted his fork towards his mouth.
The bleach blonde rolled his eyes. “You’re not my mother!”
“But I am your friend, Scorpius.” The black haired witch voiced out. “You can’t just keep things from me.”
Scorpius glanced over at Albus’ plate of food. “You know… For a Hufflepuff, you are awfully determined.”
Elise shook her head in disagreement before immediately dismissing herself off the table. The young witch strolled down the Great Hall, pondering about why Scorpius reacted the way that he did. Elise placed a finger on her temples. She wasn’t herself. She was burned out. Did she do it to herself? That’s always the case for Elise Addams.
With her head down, she felt her legs starting quiver like jelly. Elise’s didn’t agree with her. Her entire body leaned forwards and towards the floor. Her arms caught the grasp of another.
“Are you okay?” A voice called out to her. “Elise…? Are you okay?” It was the voice of an American. An Ilvermornian student. Of course, it was The Triwizards. Students from all over the world is in Scotland for the entire year. “Elise? Are you okay, dude?” The Ilvermorny student reached their hand towards her face. She was a little off color. “Elise?! Someone help!” He called out for her hand as Professors and a couple of students came running towards them.
“Oh my goodness! That’s Elise Addams?! Is she okay?” Lily Luna asked.
“Does she look okay to you?” Scorpius huffed.
Lily Luna rolled her eyes. She felt need to protect her fellow Hogwarts student. “She looks pale, Scorpius. And she still has to compete at the Triwizards tonight.”
Albus softly sighed. “What can we do to help out? Scorpius and I could do something to get some color back into her.”
“What?!”
“Come on. We’ve got to help a classmate out sometime.”
Scorpius growled but quickly nodded his head. “Fine. Fine but just this once, Potter!”
“Thank you!” He said as he grabbed Scorpius’ arm before leaving the Great Hall.
Lily Luna shook her head in disbelief. “Hey,” she said, turning her head towards the Ilvermorny student beneath her. “Thanks for catching Elise. I’m Lily Luna. Lily Luna Potter. But my friends calls me, Lily.”
“Joseph.” The Ilvermorny student responded. “Joseph Gwyndor. Nice to meet you.”
“The pleasure’s all mine.”
#fanficnet#hpedit#hpfanfic#nextgensource#nextgenfanfic#mine#elise addams#joseph gwyndor#myoriginals#myfic#requested
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(Okay for some reason, I can't add a description to my blog so for now this will have to do.)
Hi everyone, I'm Aren! I run the flight rising account HallowedKnight, user id 559384. My pronouns are he/him, I'm 22, and I love oddly matchy gen1s.
The lore of my clan so far is that all within have spurned the Lightweaver in favor of worshiping the emperor, Undying Luminax. Our progens are the mighty plagueborn Valka and Gwyndor, though its whispered in secret that High Priestess Solis is secretly the one in charge. Outcasts and entrepreneurs alike flock to the ruins left by the great emperor, seeking the key to immortality that many think the great dragon possesses. All the dragons within the main den are a part of this heretical clan, while those in the hibden are completely separate lorewise.
If you'd like, drop by my den to pick up a heretic of your very own, or check out my gen1 and fandragon tabs to see where most of my money gets wasted!
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#TWTOC; Smoked Pages
“There comes a day when you realize turning the page is the best feeling in the world, because you realize there is so much more to the book than the page you were stuck on.” -Zayn Malik
fic under the cut..
Aubrianne, Sappho, and Saraswati silently sat on the hospital bed beside Elbiba’s who was laying down on the hospital bed as Headmistress Lyra Mercier, Headmaster Elijah Kaiser, and Professor Evangeline Caverly eyed the girls. “I am very disappointed in the three of you.” Headmaster Kaiser said. “You three managed to disobey trip rules and kill a teammate all in one night. That is truly unacceptable!”
“…at least, we gave you entertainment in the course of it all…” Aubrianne responded as she lifted her shoulder up into a light shrug. “Oopsie…” Sappho nodded in agreement as Saraswati huffed while she rolled her eyes.
“Got something to say, Ms Jain?” Headmistress Mercier sternly said to Saraswati as she lightly turned her head when she caught Saraswati’s eye roll. Saraswati stood up from her head and was about to speak when Professor Caverly placed a hand on Saraswati’s shoulder and sat her down again. “Headmaster Kaiser! Hogwarts does not take the murder of a fellow student very lightly. It is the result of explusion. Plus, these girls are your champions. You can’t expell them all. Can you now?”
Professor Caverly and Headmaster Kaiser turned their head towards each other as Aubrianne swallowed her silva audibly. Sappho leaned in closer towards her elders, placing both of her hands on the bed like she knew that someone was going to get expelled for an accidental fall of a fellow champion. “Well…for starters…only the three of them knows what happened on that damned rooftop of yours, Headmistress.” Professor Caverly retorted, trying to come up with an alby for the girls. “It wasn’t like they knew that magic powered snow was dangerous and besides, what’s the use of expulsion when the girls were only having a little night out just to get to know each other?”
“That’s true, Headmistress, Headmaster.” Sappho said, agreeing to what Professor Caverly had said. “Plus, assumption is something that everyone seems to be good at here in Hogwarts. Won’t you think that murder is a little too much to describe the situation? Since, any of us weren’t anywhere near Elbiba when she fell…and someone did scream.” She turned her head towards Saraswati’s direction and flashed a soft smile at her. “And…snow is a gift from the Christmas spirit, right?”
Aubrianne nodded in agreement. “Right. Who wants to ruin Christmas?” She said to break her silence. “And the Christmas spirit.” Sappho and Saraswati bursted into laughter that sounded kind of like a muffled record player from the 1700s.
The Ilvermorny’s Headmaster slowly placed a large book on the corner of the hospital bed. “Alright. Shut up.” He told the girls. “Before I stop any of you from playing fetch with the wolf.”
“What happened to the pet giraffe, Headmaster?” Saraswati asked as she carefully arched an eyebrow. “Did Tom die or something?”
“Tom didn’t die… He and I are just on difficult terms, right now.” Headmaster Kaiser responded as Headmistress Mercier lightly shook her head. This was a little too childish for her.
“What happened if you don’t mind me asking?” Aubrianne said, trying to change the conversation since expulsion wasn’t going to be the next thing that happens to her and her fellow Ilvermorny students.
Headmistress Mercier sighed and rolled her eyes. Before Headmaster Kaiser could say anything, she placed a mutation charm on him. “Elijah! If you aren’t going to become stern to your students, especially the students who might win the Tournament for you.” She sighed again as she placed her wand in front of her. “The students won’t always be there to scratch your back for you. Or toss a ball while you have a student in detention. There’s going to be a time when Ilvermorny ends up being blown into tiny little pieces, but I’m not Atlas or any of your students. I won’t go that far… I’m just stating that facts here, Elijah.”
Aubrianne got a little restless during Headmistress Mercier’s lecture to the muted Headmaster and pulled her wand from inside her jacket pocket. She slowly waved her wand, removing the mutation charm that the Headmistress placed on her and her fellow Ilvermorny students’ Headmaster. “Well, not everyone is as perfect as your precious Hogwarts students, Headmistress. They all don’t fit your standards.” He gestured to the girls to leave the Hospital wing, but Saraswati didn’t budge. She was a little out of place like the world around her was still spinning and she wasn’t. It almost seemed like her clock just stopped working. Saraswati collapsed onto the floor.
The loud thud alerted the arguing Headmasters. They rushed towards the noise as Aubrianne and Sappho moved themselves away from Saraswati’s lifeless body. “ATLAS!” Headmaster Kaiser shouted as Professor Caverly screamed when they saw how pale Saraswati had gotten in a matter of seconds. “STOP KILLING MY LIL OSTRICHES!”
A/N: to read the rest of the story, you have to think back on the things that happened in “Snowfall”. More specifically, the things going on inside Aubrianne’s mind to answer these following questions; what was Aubrianne’s deceased sister called? And who do you think Aubrianne’s mother, Eiriana named her after? Hint: the person that you are going to be looking for is male. Once you’ve figured out who it is, place the word at the end of the url like this: http://aubriannepelipa.tumblr.com/wordhere. If you are stuck, just shoot me an instant message and I’ll give you the next clue. Happy hunting!
#twtoc#☙❆ its uniquely magical by itself (editorial)#☙❆ making official stuff unofficial (unofficial)#☙❆ the adventure begins in massachusetts (fiction)#ooc: more ilvermorny drama!#and a continuation to the fic that is very shooking!!!#just sayin.......................#*addition to the drama: more wizarding school rivalry!#tw: an ultra sinister aubrianne pelipa lovette-gwyndor#psa; im gonna start doing my non-challenge fics like this just fyi guys#also; youre welcome!
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