Lady of Avalon

Barbara, Spanish, Historian. Gryffindor | Half Stark, Half Lannister | Half Confessor, Half Mord Sith | Jedi | Knight of the Round Table | Tribute of the Hunger Games | Whovian | Sherlockian | Living in Storybrooke | Waterbender | Daryl's arrow |...

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I'm not as strong as the Traveler...

[mavlit]

[piaupya]

[lovelymoonflower1]

Gwyn and Azriel having a date under the stars painting each other 🌌💖

I love this art so much! Thank you Maju for creating this beautiful amazing art for me 🥰!

Commission by Me @lovelymoonflower1

Art by @majuandrad

|| Repost is allowed with proper credits to me and the artist ||

|| Characters belongs to Sarah J Maas ||

[xenarai]

[ilustrariane]

Gave prince Adam from Beauty and The Beast a well deserved remake, beard and all. Its an outrage hes baby faced honestly....

Thoughts?

[ladyofparchments]

1000x better, @ilustrariane 🥰

[lady-embers]

I just love this scene from ACOSF where Gwyn tosses over her shoulder "See you tomorrow, Shadowsinger" & Nesta tells Azriel he is the new ribbon. Nesta is also 100% on board for Gwynriel with that ribbon line & this artwork captures the scene perfectly 😍🥰😍🥰

🎨 is by Cathecinno

[lady-embers]

"A thing of secret, lovely beauty"

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......

[azrielsbxtch]

GWYNRIEL HEADCANONS

Gwyn always being cold during training but refusing to bring a sweater because the “workout will heat her up”. But Azriel notices she’s always shivering so one morning he appears with one of his sweaters for her.

She’s standing with Emerie when he walks to her and tugs it over her head. She whirls facing him with the sweater hanging around her neck and they have a mini glare off before he wins and she sighs and tugs it all the way down muttering a “Thank you”

He doesn’t reply. Just grabs her hand and drags her to their side of the ring to begin stretching.

Whenever Azriel does push ups Gwyn makes it harder for him by sitting on his back cross legged. Azriel of course says he barely feels the difference.

Azriel always carries hair ties with him because sometimes Gwyn randomly likes to put her hair up but she never finds a hair tie. Especially when she’s working. So whenever he sees her running her hands through her hair and looking around,he walks over to her and ties her hair up for her.

Azriel overhears Gwyn telling Emerie during training that she doesn’t really know how to waltz and she wants to learn for Nesta’s wedding. Later after they’re done training and packing up the weapons,Azriel says to her “I can teach you if you want?”

“Teach me what?”

“The waltz. I overheard you earlier”

“Really?”

Azriel nods and Gwyn hugs him excitedly. “Thank you! You’re a lifesaver” Then she rises on her tippy toes and kisses his cheek.

Which leads to intense eye contact until Nesta calls Gwyn’s name and snaps her out of it.

Azriel buys Gwyn a stuffed Pegasus ever since he heard she loves them. She absolutely loves it and always sleeps with it.

Ever since Nesta gave Gwyn and Emerie rooms in the House,it’s not unusual to find Azriel lounging in Gwyn’s room. One time Mor spends an entire afternoon looking for him around the House until she sees Nesta and Cassian coming out of their room and asks “Where the hell is Az?”

Nesta says “Have you checked his room?” Mor nods.

Cassian asks “Have you checked Gwyn’s room?” They turn to look at her door which was just down the hall.

“Why would I check Gwyn’s room?”

Nesta and Cassian just walk to her door and knock. Mor joins them and when Gwyn opens it,she’s laughing. They peek in and see Azriel lying on her bed also laughing at whatever they were discussing.

Azriel’s shadows following Gwyn around the library as she works. The first time it happens they don’t actually appear in front of her for fear that they’d be disturbing her work. But as she’s working and climbing various levels of the library,she feels a presence behind her. Everytime she turns they quickly disappear behind a bookshelf.

She smiles and says “I know you’re there”

They peek up slowly then unfurl fully before her. She just shakes her head smiling and they continue trailing her for the rest of the day.

An hour later,Azriel finds her in the upstairs library with his other shadows swirling around his shoulders. He rolls his eyes and says “I’m sorry these two bothered you. I was in a meeting when they decided to leave”he says pinning them with a glare.

Apparently they left the other shadows to trail Gwyn because they were bored during the meeting.

Gwyn just laughs and said she doesn’t mind just as one of them curls around her hair shamelessly.

Azriel finding Gwyn asleep in one of the living rooms. At first he doesn’t notice her because she’s drowning in the large couch and she’s surrounded by books. But his shadows perk up instantly and he shifts the book on her face and let’s out a small laugh.

He gently picks her up and she sighs and nuzzles deeper into his warmth. When he takes her to her room,she refuses to let go and drags him down to bed with her. He removes her shoes,covers her with her blanket and lies next to her.

It’s one of those nights where he can’t sleep so he stays up the entire night with Gwyn by his side….calmer than he’s ever been.

Gwyn making Azriel a blue and black bracelet. He never takes it off.

[xenafay]

Gwyn 🪷 I tried a more practical Valkyrie armor style

[azrielsbxtch]

[harperbrynne]

Who is better at flirting?

The shadows

Azriel

Voting ended onApr 3, 2023

[trashforazriel]

Duh.

[azrielsbxtch]

The way they didn’t even hesitate with Gwyn. That’s the energy we’re looking for😌🖤

[separatist-apologist]

Happy @gwynrielweeksofficial!It's my first time participating and I'm super excited to show off my vision for Gwyn and Azriels first mission together. The shadowsinger is an excellent perch for spying...and the priestess a comfortable perch for tired shadows.

Major thanks to @witchlingsandwyverns for doing this for me last minute.

[azrielsbxtch]

Gwyn : What do we get if we finish the course?

Azriel : “Since there’s no chance in hell any of you will finish the course, we didn’t bother to get a prize.”

Gwyn : “We look forward to proving you wrong”

[azrielsbxtch]

Feysand Oneshot

𝗙𝗲𝘆𝘀𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗺𝘆 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁🥰

𝗜 𝘄𝗿𝗼𝘁𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗮 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗲 𝗮𝗴𝗼 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗜 𝗰𝗮𝗻’𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝗺𝗲𝗺𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝗶𝗳 𝗜’𝘃𝗲 𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝘁 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗼𝗿 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗶𝘁 𝗶𝘀. 𝗜𝘁’𝘀 𝘀𝗲𝘁 𝗮𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗔𝗖𝗢𝗦𝗙 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘀𝗲 𝗺𝘆 𝗯𝗮𝗯𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝗚𝘄𝘆𝗻𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗹 & 𝗡𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗮𝗻 𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲….

Two weeks after Feyre gives birth….

The curtains swayed slightly as a gentle breeze flew into Rhysand and Feyre’s room. He’d left the windows open at her request right before she fell asleep on her sketch pad. Even while on strict bedrest she refused to stay away from painting. Today he and Nyx were her subjects. He held their baby as she sketched smiling softly to herself. Until she fell asleep still drowsy from the drugs Madja had administered.

It’d been two weeks since she’d almost died. Since Rhys had almost lost her and their son. No matter how long he lived Rhys would never forget the complete and desolate despair he’d felt in those moments. The horrible feeling of helplessness. How even being the most powerful high lord in history could not help him save his wife and son.

If it wasn’t for Nesta….His heart clenched painfully as he thought about what might have happened. He would never stop being grateful for Nesta. Ever.

“Stop frowning. You’ll get wrinkles and then I would have to trade you in for a younger model”

Rhys looked up to see Feyre awake.

“Why are you sitting over there?” she asked.

Because he couldn’t get comfortable. No matter how hard he tried. His instincts,his powers were always on alert. Always watching. He hadn’t slept for two weeks but Feyre didn’t know that. He carefully kept that part of his mind locked away. She would worry and that was the last thing she needed. No. He would stay awake and watch over their family.

Rhys felt like at any moment she would slip away. Nyx would slip away. And there would be nothing he could do about it.

“Rhys?”

“Yes Darling?”

“Come to bed.”

“Let me get Nyx first”

After Feyre had fallen asleep,Mor had come to get the baby to lay him down for a nap. Even though the River House was impenetrable considering Rhys had warded it like a fortress,he still couldn’t breathe properly until both Feyre and his son were in front of him.

He knew Nyx was in the nursery. Their minds were already connected. He could see Nyx’s dreams and random thoughts. Their son was a deamati too. And right now,Rhys could see Nyx looking up at Mor as she giggled and played with him.

“Nyx is fine. Mor is with him. He’ll fall asleep in no time”

“But-“

“Come to bed Rhys” she said leaving no room for argument.

He stoop up from the chair and went to her. She wrapped her arms around him and placed his head on her chest lightly stroking his hair. He entertwined their legs together under the blankets.

I know you haven’t been sleeping ‘ she said into his mind.

I sleep. When you’re asleep.’

Don’t lie to me’

He sighed and looked up at her with those violet eyes. Feyre could literally see stars in them.

“I’m sorry” he said quietly.

He nuzzled deeper into her as she continued stroking his hair. Her strokes turned slower,more gentle..

“I know what you’re doing” he mumbled as his eyes started feeling heavy.

Ten minutes later he was asleep. Feyre kissed his head and held him tighter.

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A soft knock woke him up.

The bed was empty.

Where was Feyre? Nyx?

“Feyre?” he called out.

“I’m here” she said poking her head out of their closet.

He mentally checked in with Nyx who was dreaming of…a river filled with milk? He must be hungry. Rhys smiled and shared the image with Feyre who laughed out loud.

“I’ll tell Mor to bring him back”

The knock sounded on the door again. Rhys stood up to open it and a sentry stood outside.

She bowed her head and said “I’m sorry to disturb my Lord. The High Lord of Day has arrived”

“Thank you Lia. I’ll be right there”

He closed the door and turned to Feyre. She was wearing one his sweaters as she climbed back into bed. He should’ve have brought comfortable clothes closer to her so she wouldn’t need to stand up.

“I can get my own clothes Rhys. Stop treating me like an invalid” she said shaking her head at him.

He was about to reply when Mor barged in holding Nyx.

“Helion is here” Mor announced. “And this little angel is about put his lungs to good use unless you feed him”

Feyre reached out to collect him and Mor placed him gently in her hands. She sat by her as she fed him stroking Feyre’s hair lovingly. Feyre looked up to see Rhys still standing…watching them.

“Helion is waiting” she said gently.

He nodded. Then walked over to kiss her and Nyx before turning to leave.

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He found his friend in the private library with Azriel,Cassian,Nesta and Gwyn? She never came to the River House. He knew because Nesta and Azriel had invited her many times but she always declined.

“And how old is he?” she was saying to Helion.

“Thousand of years old”

“Oh my goodness” she said in awe. Azriel stood behind her shaking his head.

Cassian noticed Rhys standing by the door and walked over to him.

“How’s Feyre”

“She’s…getting better”

Cassian nodded.

“What’s going on here?“ Rhys asked.

Cassian chuckled before saying “Az finally got Gwyn to agree to come here when he told her Helion was arriving with his Pegasus.”

That made sense. Gwyn had an almost obsessive fascination with the magical creatures. He was sure Helion was happy to meet someone who cared about the creatures as much as he did.

“Maellan is by the River. You can see him if you wish”

“I’ll take you” Az said gently taking her hand.

“Thank you so much” she said to Helion.

She turned and was startled to see Rhys at the door. Gwyn bowed and Rhys said “Hello Gywn”

“Hello. Congratulations on the birth of your son. I hope he and the High Lady are doing well”

“They are. Thank you” he said smiling warmly.

She blushed before Azriel dragged her away throwing a warning glance at Rhys. Rhys heard something like

“he needs to keep those smiles to himself” in Azriel’s mind as the shadowsinger walked away.

Helion went to Rhys and hugged him. “Congratulations my friend. I’m so happy for you”

“Thank you Helion”

“How is Feyre and the babe?”

“They’re doing well.”

Helion observed him closely. “You don’t like to leave them”

“Not if I can help it”

Helion nodded. They turned to walk out of the library and headed to the gardens to talk further.

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After Helion left,Rhys went back to his room and found Cassian and Nesta with Feyre and Nyx who was in Nesta’s arms. The baby kept staring at Nesta and giggling. Nesta was cooing to him in a baby voice. Cassian stood next to her watching them.

He climbed into bed with Feyre and threw an arm around her shoulder.

“Everything alright?” she asked

He nodded then said,“Helion informed me that Kallias,Thesan and Tarquin would all love to formally meet the baby. They asked Helion to meet with me and inquire if that was feasible”

“Is it going to be a ceremony of some sort?” Feyre asked

“No” Rhys replied gently. “I think our friends want to meet our son”

“Oh…Alright then”

“Are you sure? If you’re not feeling up to it-“

“I’m fine Rhys. I promise”

Rhys nodded and bent down to lightly kiss her.

Cassian covered Nyx’s eyes “Honestly Rhys there is a baby in here”

Rhys flipped him off.

Nesta gently placed Nyx in his cradle before dragging Cassian out to give the new parents some privacy.

Some minutes later,Nyx fell asleep and an image flashed into Rhys and Feyre’s mind as their son started dreaming. Tears sprung into Rhysand’s eyes as he saw what Nyx was dreaming about.

A swirling cosmos of stars and light. And right in it’s center…his face and Feyre’s shone brightly with love.

The center of their son’s universe.

Just as he was theirs.

[azrielsbxtch]

Gwynriel during Winter Solstice

Azriel : *sarcastically* Gwyneth, would you like some hot cocoa with your mountain of marshmallows?

Gwyn : *glares cutely with her mouth filled with marshmallows*

[azrielsbxtch]

𝙍𝙝𝙮𝙨 : Why do you have a picture of Gwyn in your pocket?

𝘾𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙖𝙣 : Whenever I’m in a heated argument with Az I show it to him and he calms down

𝙍𝙝𝙮𝙨 :

𝘾𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙖𝙣 :

𝙍𝙝𝙮𝙨 : Can I have one?

[azrielsbxtch]

Gwyn : I want to cuddle with you 23/7

Az :

Az : Why not 24/7 ?

Gwyn : snack breaks