#incorrect acotar quotes
Wren: Lei, get up, you’re being lazy.
Lei: Lazy is such a strong word, Wren. I like to call it ‘Selective Participation’.
Wren:
Wren: Idiot is such a weak word, I prefer to call it ‘Lei’.
Lei: Ugh, fine. I’ll get up!
Azriel, getting up from a nap:
Thank you, sleep.
Azriel:
Or as I call you, Death Practice.
Nesta: The sky is beautiful tonight.
Cassian: Wanna know who else is beautiful?
Nesta, trying to hide her blush:Who?
Azriel, sitting between them:Me.
Cassian: Truth or dare
Nesta:Truth
Cassian: Do you want to kiss me
Nesta:…dare
Cassian: I dare you to kiss me
Nesta: Never have I ev-
Cassian: THATS NOT THE GAME
Cassian: I was wondering… was Cinderella the only one able to talk to the rats? Like, did they speak human language or did she understand rat language?
Azriel: … Cassian, it’s 3 AM …
Cassian VS. Azriel
Feyre: So if you and Azriel ever got into an actual fight… who would win?
Cassian: Az. Hands down.
Azriel: No, I think it would be evenly matched.
Cassian: I don’t know, brother, your large wingspan is pretty intimidating.
Feyre: I cannot with you two *leaves*
Gwyn : I like your style-
Azriel : Oh thanks-
Gwyn : I like your class-
Azriel : Thank-
Gwyn : But most of all I like your arse ✨
Azriel : *blushing hard*
Azriel : who ate all the chocolate cake
Gwyn :ninjas
azriel : i didn’t see them
Gwyn : no one ever does *cue dramatical exit*
Azriel : *searching through a first aid kit frantically* WHY DID YOU FILL IT WITH SWEETS?
Gwyn *bleeding out* : idk i THOUGHT IT WAS FUNNY!
Gwynriel FanFic - I think I lost our bet
Chapter 5 : Butterflies
Chapter Synopsis : Azriel’s thought process, And a bit T/W of Gwyn’s past. Only one or two lines are there, but they’re there.
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Since the last few days, Gwyn had been sleeping in Azriel’s room. Everything had been going smoothly. Azriel didn’t have to awkwardly ask Gwyn to come to his room. She just automatically came, bid him goodnight, and slept on the bed.
Gwyn was a space - occupying sleeper. At the start of the night, She would be curled up on her left side, but when the sun shone through her auburn locks in the morning, Azriel could see her legs sprayed out, one over his leg and out of the blanket, and one in it. Her hands would he resting on her eyes.
Though Azriel always felt her leg on his, her body covering 70% of the bed (despite Azriel and his wings, Gwyn occupied more space) and giving him barely 30%, he didn’t mind it and neither did he need to tell her.
He actually liked it, it made him feel like someone was constantly there for him. Even if it was a small gesture like their legs touching each other.
Azriel used to wake up in the morning much earlier than her. He used to stare at her face for 5 minutes, like a creep.
He used to count her freckles. It was the first thing he did every morning. He sectioned her face and made it his goal to count at least the freckles on one part.
He knew it was creepy but it calmed him. He was also very thankful that his nightmares were at bay. He was glad to know that hers were too.
He didn’t know for sure if she had nightmares or not. Her beautiful peaceful sleeping face revealed nothing. But he knew that something as painful as that incident at Sangravah would give someone nightmares.
It gave him nightmares. Nightmares in which he wasn’t able to protect her. Gwyn’s sobbing voice echoing through his mind as a man thrust into her - “You weren’t fast enough.”
Azriel was taken aback when he heard Gwyn slam the door behind her and very angrily lie down on the bed. Azriel said nothing but watched her with a raised eyebrow.
When Gwyn didn’t tell him goodnight for another few minutes, Azriel knew something was wrong. Gwyn always said goodnight, even on the nights in which she came a bit late and Azriel was (pretending) asleep, he heard her whisper a goodnight to him.
“What’s wrong priestess?”, he asked worriedly as he lied down on the bed beside her. When Gwyn didn’t reply he asked again, it made him worry.
Was she mad at me? Did something happen? Did someone do something to her? No. No. She’s an independent women who’s very capable of protecting herself. But did something happen? What happened?
Azriel then went towards Gwyn side, and lent on her body a bit. “What’s wrong Gwyn?”
He heard Gwyn sighed and mutter a ‘nothing’.
Not gonna let you go so easily love.
Azriel couldn’t see her face, it was covered with her hair.
Azriel wanted to see her face. Her eyes, her freckles. Her pointed nose and crinkled eyes when she smiled. Her narrowed eyes when she said something egoistic and her rolling eyes when he said or did something stupid just to see her smile.
Azriel gently removed the hair from her face. She was lying on her side and facing the wall. When he did that, she didn’t stop it or flinch away.
She felt comfortable with me.
She didn’t look him in his eyes either. She was hiding something. Her eyes were a bit teary and cheeks a bit rosy. He knew she had been crying.
When Gwyn still didn’t look at him, he felt feeling in the pit of his stomach that he didn’t like.
He took her chin in his hands.
Look at me. Please. He begged her silently as if his sanity depended on it.
And for some reason she did.
She heard his silent plea. No one had ever heard his silent pleas before. They were ignored at the most crucial of times. The moments before which he knew he was close to a breakdown. He felt like this was one of those moments.
But now he wished that she hadn’t looked him in his eyes. Because his heart leaped in his chest for some reason.
His shadows had formed a crown over Gwyn’s head
And there were butterflies in his stomach from looking at the sight.
He gulped visibly and made sure his face remained neutral, but even he couldn’t hide the emotion from his eyes when he asked, “What’s wrong love?”
A/N : This has to be one of the best chapters I’ve ever written cause I just love it for some reason. Do comment if you like this type of writing ;)
Istg the gwynriel vibes i get from Fezco >>>>
Okay this was inspired by a post I saw on my feed :
The Shadows as Kardashians during Gwynriel moments :
Azriel finally mustering up the courage to talk to Gwyn.
Shadows :
Azriel telling himself that he doesn’t have feelings for Gwyn.
Shadows :
Gwyn asking Azriel out because Azriel was a scaredy cat and could never be able to do so.
Shadows :
Azriel not letting his shadows come to his first date with Gwyn.
Shadows :
Azriel and Gwyn kissing for the first time.
Shadows :
Gwyn Admiring the shadows and Azriel being jealous of the shadows :
Shadows :
When Azriel keeps bottling up his feelings instead of talking to Gwyn :
Shadows :
When Gwyn finds about the necklace.
Shadows :
PS : The time when Azriel is with Elain on solstice :
Shadows : to Azriel
Gwyn: I’M TOO HOT *points to Azriel*
Azriel:
Gwyn::D
Azriel:
Gwyn::D
Azriel:
Gwyn::D
Azriel:*sighs & rubs his temple*
Azriel: *in a monotone voice* Hotdamn..
Gwyn:CALL THE POLICE AND THE FIREMAN
Meanwhile nessian in the other room :
Nesta : I’M TOO HOT
Cassian : HOT DAMn
Nesta : Say my name and you’ll know who I am
Cassian : I’m too hot
Nesta : *entering the room where gwynriel* Hot damn
Meanwhile Azriel and Gwyn dancing like crazy
Azriel : Gurl hit your hallelujah
Gwyn : WHOOO
Azriel : Girl hit your hallelujah
Gwyn : WHOO
Cassian : GIRL HIT YOUR HALLELUJAH
Azriel : WHOO- fuck
This is what I was imagining when I wrote this ;
Gwynriel Fanfic - I think I lost our bet
Chapter 4 : Sleeping
Chapter Synopsis : Azriel has a mini heart attack and Azriel and Gwyn sleep together
“So shall we get ready for bed?” Gwyn asked. “Yeah sure.” Azriel replied and went towards his bed. “I’ll just go and change then.” Gwyn said and went straight to his bathroom without waiting for his reply.
So they were really doing this. He was gonna help her get through her fears so that she could find a person to spend her life with. Azriel couldn’t stop himself from feeling a pang of jealousy.
He wasn’t sure if it was from imagining that he would be left lonely again and each one of his friends would have found their partner, or from imagining Gwyn with a guy.
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Gwyn thanked the house for the pajamas and t-shirt that appeared in the bathroom. The bathroom was as big as a house and Gwyn could probably spend her entire life in there.
She changed into the night suit and fixed her hair a bit. She then brushed her teeth with the brush that had appeared on the slap. She had never really wore anything except her training leathers or her priestess robes until now, but when she looked at herself in the mirror, she liked the way she looked.
The t-shirt was more of a crop top than a shirt and it let a little bit of her naval show. But she wasn’t nervous in any way. She was actually very comfortable. A sudden hint of proudness hit her and she smiled.
I am the rock against which the surf crashes, nothing can break me.
She took a deep breath, and walked out of the bathroom.
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Azriel was just staring at the ceiling trying not to be nervous when he heard the closing of a door. His gaze snapped towards the sound that came from his left side of the room and saw Gwyn walking towards his bed.
She’s beautiful.
The first thought that came in his mind that Gwyn was absolutely beautiful. He had never ever seen her like that. Her hair open and a small smile on her face.
He’d always known Gwyn was beautiful, but he refrained himself from thinking that during training because it was unprofessional.
But acknowledging someone’s beautiful isn’t unprofessional shadowsinger.
And the words slipped out before he could stop them, “You’re beautiful.”
Azriel damned his shadows to hell because he could hear them chuckling while he was having a heart attack.
Gwyn’s eyes widened a bit before her face became neutral again, “Thank you.” And continued walking towards his bed.
She silently slipped under the covers. Azriel could hear her heart beating fast. But he was sure Gwyn could hear the beating of his heart as well.
Azriel could use his shadows to mask his scent, not his heart.
“Goodnight Az,” Gwyn said before turning towards Azriel and staring at him for a second before closing her eyes. “Goodnight Gwyn.”
A/N : Short chapter againnn I knowww but my finals are coming up and I’m also preparing for Gwynriel week :)
Rhys: I’m gonna have to punish you. I’m grounding you. You are grounded.
Azriel: What about my spying?
Rhys: Fine, other than that. And no socializing with the Inner Circle.
Azriel: I’m a loner.
Azriel, under his breath: Cassian and the Valkyries are better friends, anyways.
Rhys: Then, I’ll take your books.
Azriel: I need my books for my spymastering.
Rhys: Fine! Then.. no…
Rhys: *deep thinking* No stabbing.
Azriel: What?! nO stAbBinG?!
Rhys: NO STABBING.
Azriel : *sighs* Fine, I’ll just have Gwyn do my stabbing.
Gwyn : DID SOMEONE SAY MY NAME AND STABBING IN THE SAME SENTENCE?!! WHO ARE WE KILLING? MULTIPLE PEOPLE? LEMME GO GET MY PEGUSUS KNIFE-
Azriel : *swoons* that’s my girl
Rhys : Oh good lord-
Feyre : What’s gonna happen to our enemies-
Rhys : We gotta pray for them. She’s a menace.
Gwyn: I’M TOO HOT *points to Azriel*
Azriel:
Gwyn::D
Azriel:
Gwyn::D
Azriel:
Gwyn::D
Azriel:*sighs & rubs his temple*
Azriel: *in a monotone voice* Hotdamn..
Gwyn:CALL THE POLICE AND THE FIREMAN
Meanwhile nessian in the other room :
Nesta : I’M TOO HOT
Cassian : HOT DAMn
Nesta : Say my name and you’ll know who I am
Cassian : I’m too hot
Nesta : *entering the room where gwynriel* Hot damn
Meanwhile Azriel and Gwyn dancing like crazy
Azriel : Gurl hit your hallelujah
Gwyn : WHOOO
Azriel : Girl hit your hallelujah
Gwyn : WHOO
Cassian : GIRL HIT YOUR HALLELUJAH
Azriel : WHOO- fuck
Gwynriel Week Day 7 : Anythingg
Aaaaas we had the choice to do anything for today, it was small “remix” of lyrics of a song I prepared a long time ago about how Gwyn was feeling about the necklace situation. It’s tune is the same as this song -
Here are the lyrics :
He told me that he loved my at the toppest mountain. He told me that he loved me and he didn’t love Elain. And that was really lovely cause it was innocent. But now he’s got a cup with something else in it.
It’s getting kinda blurry at a quarter past ten. And he was in the hurry to be touching her skin. He’s feeling kind of dirty when he’s dancing with Elain. Forgetting what he told me by the toppest mountain.
Now he’s grabbing her hips, and pulling her in. Kissing her lips, and whispering in her ear and he knows that he shouldn’t but he still does it. He knows he should’ve been with me at the top of the mountain.
He couldn’t be at home in the night time because. It made him feel alone and at that time he was alone, he was alone. I wasn’t there with him at the mountain for once. And I regret it with so much but there’s not a thing I can do now, nothing I can do now.
But if he ever goes back to the toppest mountain. Our house, it will be broken and there’s nothing in it. My hands would never be able to rebuilt it, But my heart, it will be open and i’ll try to give it.
Now he’s grabbing my hips. And pulling me in. Kissing my lips, and whispering in my ear and I know that it’s only a wish, and that he’d always fall for a girl like Elain.
Gwynriel Week Day 6 : Mates
Gwynriel are mates, we know it; you know it, shut up.
I really want this song to be sung by Gwynriel at their mating ceremony cause it’s just so amazing. It expresses their love in a beautiful way and I just want them to be both mesmerised by each other’s voices
Gwynriel Week Day 5 : Future Theories
Soo 5 Gwynriel future theories for the 5th day of Gwynriel week.
1. The necklace theory :
I really do want the necklace to cause some problems cause I love me some drama. Though Gwyn is an unproblematic queen, she will not take shit such as being regifted a rejected gift. She will straight out not talk to Azriel and make him work for her forgiveness. And Azriel who’s unknowingly in love with Gwyn, doesn’t know what’s making him seek for her forgiveness but he doesn’t give up until he gets it.
2. Going to Velaris :
I honestly want Az to be the first one to take Gwyn to Velaris. I just want him to be amazed by her happiness, cause it’s contagious. I also think Gwyn would choose him to take her as she wants to make progress, but she doesn’t want to make a big deal out of it.
3. Defeating Koschei :
I do think that SJM is gonna sideline feysand and nessian in the next book, especially feysand as they’ve already gotten two books. I think that she would make gwynriel the main protagonists as our spies would make an amazing team and would definitely be able to defeat a death lord.
4. Mating Ceremony :
Gwynriel’s mating ceremony is gonna have only the important members of Velaris present. And we all know that their hands are gonna be bonded together by the ribbon that Gwyn cut through during training
5. Gwynriel Kids :
I don’t think so they’ll be having kids anytime soon but if they do, I’m confused of what gender they’ll be. Gwyn gives of an amazing Boy mom vibes but I feel like Azriel secretly wants a girl more cause he would protect her with all his life and he would be an amazing dad to her.
So that’s it folks, those are my future Gwynriel theories. I hope you like em’.
Gwynriel Week Day 4 - Hero x Villain AU : Guilty Pleasure
Synopsis : Gwynriel modern hero x villain au, in which Gwyn is a hero and Azriel is the villain. They both like each other but would never admit it. But when Azriel found out Gwyn’s secret, his cold heart melted for her but raged to destroy those who caused her that pain. Would Gwyn let him help her or not? A oneshot with fluff and comfort.
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Azriel and Gwyn had been fighting for about an hour. Azriel knew something was wrong the moment Gwyn stepped into the alley. He also knew what it was. He’d been there to witness it.
“I can keep you safe. They’re all afraid of me,” Azriel supposed, with a hint of uncertainty in his voice.
“No,” Gwyn replied in an instant, while still sitting on the ground staring at her red knuckles on her right hand, completely bruised from their fight.
Azriel sighed and ran a hand through his hair. “Why do you have to be so stubborn,” he grumbled as he sat on the bare road with her, taking his knife out of the inner pocket of his black suit.. and started cleaning Gwyn’s hand with it.
“I’m not stubborn,” Gwyn replied but her voice was small, scared, unlike the fearful and dangerous valkyrie he knew.
Azriel continued, ignoring Gwyn’s obvious lie, “I broke my rules for you, I’m breaking them right now, doesn’t that mean anything?”
Gwyn scoffed and rolled her eyes in the way he loved, and said dramatically, “Oh I so hoped that I’d be the one you break your rules for my prince.”
A small smile graced Azriel’s lips at Gwyn’s retort. He loved her little retorts, her laugh, her smile and basically everything she did. She was the only guilty pleasure he allowed himself to enjoy.
But he reminded himself of what they were talking about, and the smile fell from his face. “They couldn’t protect you,” he whispered, forcing her teal eyes to look in his.
Their faces were so close that if one of them moved an inch, their lips would touch. They both wanted to move that inch.
Azriel tugged a strand of Gwyn’s auburn hair behind her ear and held her neck and uttered, “You save everyone, but who saves you?”
A tear passed from Gwyn’s eyes as she said, “I don’t deserve to be saved.”
Azriel lightly kissed Gwyn’s forehead and touches his forehead with hers. “If you don’t deserve to be saved, then I don’t think anyone in this world does.”
Gwyn looks at his hands still holding his and just couldn’t help but trusting him, even if he’s the most wanted villain in the world.
Gwyn smiled sadly and concluded, “Your hands are scarred from murder, and yet I completely trust them.”
Azriel let the words sink in his heart. His bones. His skin. And at that moment he knew, that he wouldn’t be able to survive if anything hurt her ever again.
“Gwyn,” he gulped. “Do you think I’d let anything happen to you?”
Gwyn looked into his eyes with hope in hers, “No,” she lamented. “You wouldn’t.”
“Then let me keep you safe. Be my partner. We could be the best team this world has ever seen. And nothing would ever hurt you, again,” Azriel said the words in a hurry, contempt that he’d finally said them after months of thinking.
Gwyn grinned and asked, “How many times have you practiced saying that to me?”
A tint of pink crept up Azriel’s cheeks, “Thinking of you is a poison I drink often.”
“I thought you didn’t need to resort to poetry?” Gwyn smirked.
“For you I’d do anything.” Azriel said with a small smile.
Gwyn sucked in a long breath. She was silent for god knows how long. But then she released that breath and said, “Yes.”
Azriel’s eyebrows shot up to his forehead.
“I’ll be your partner.” And without letting Azriel reply, she pressed her lips against his.
Gwynriel Fanfic - I think I lost our bet
Chapter 7 : Feelings
Chapter Synopsis : Gwyn and Az simping for each other. It’s a slow burn people y’all are gonna have to wait, a lot. I’m gonna give you breadcrumbs. ✨✨But dw we get some action…in the next chapter.
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Gwyn looked away from his capturing gaze. “Nothing,” she wiped her eyes. “just a bad day,” she lied.
Azriel wanted to push her further. Gwyn wanted someone to push her further. She wanted to tell someone what she was feeling.
I wanted to ask more.
I wanted to tell you.
Gwyn slowly got up and Azriel stopped leaning on her. Immediately feeling the disappointment when Gwyn’s scent wasn’t clouding his senses.
Gwyn just looked down at her hands and started fidgeting with them, playing with her non existent nails. A habit of hers she employed when she was nervous.
Why are you nervous?
I should stop being nervous.
Gwyn took a deep breath in and mumbled, “What are we doing Az?”
Azriel was surprised by the boldness of her question. He knew it was coming, it was only the matter of when.
Azriel sighed and ran his hand through his head.
Say something.
I don’t know what to say.
“Az,” Gwyn whispered, her voice so low that if Azriel wasn’t fae he wouldn’t have been able to hear her. She still wouldn’t look him in the eyes.
Look at me please.
“I want you to touch me.” She said, her voice not hesitating.
Azriel tried to hide his emotions but couldn’t help widening his eyes a bit. He tried to think but his mind was completely blank. But he wanted to know if his definition of touching was the same as hers?
“Do you mean like touch you touch you or just touch you?” Azriel spoke rapidly.
I’ve never said so many words in a sentence.
I’ve never heard him speak so much in one go.
Gwyn finally looked up, a small blush on her cheeks and a small smile on her face.
I made her blush.
I made her smile.
I made her blush.
I made her smile.
The words repeated themselves in Azriel’s mind, and they soothed him, calmed him. A grin broke out of Azriel’s face, the tension now non-existent.
Azriel raised his eyebrow in an almost comical way. “So what’s it gonna be valkyrie?”
And Gwyn chuckled. He could see her trying to hide her smile and blush but loved the fact that she failed.
But then she looked upto him like the brave valkyrie she was, and smirked, “I just want you to touch me shadowsinger. Run your hands all over my body, you know. Touch my ass, my breasts, anything you want. If you’re able to fathom some control, I’d like to be dressed, for now.”
Azriel was surprised by the boldness of her words, but he was never to back down from a challenge. “So shall we get started valkyrie?
Gwynriel Week Day 3 : Headcanons
I’m not gonna give any synopsis, or topics, y’all are gonna have to read the entire thing . I’ll just give an emoji and let y’all guess what it’s about. Thank you all for being fellow Gwynriels btw >3
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Gwyn had never been happier. He was gonna meet her family today. He was gonna meet her family today.
Gwyn knew that he really wasn’t a people person, but she knew she had to introduce him to her family cause it’s been a year since they’d been together and she still hadn’t told her family about him.
She had just told them who they’d be meeting today, and they had agreed though they were very reluctant at first. Her family was very loving, especially cause she was the youngest one, and the heir to their mafia.
Catrin had immediately declined the offer of becoming the mafia queen as she was much more interested in politics. She lived in USA but had especially come to England to meet the person Gwyn had wanted them to meet so much.
Gwyn was smiling to herself in the mirror, thinking about all these things when a hand crawled around her waste, and Azriel nuzzled his head in her neck.
Gwyn’s smile grew even wider. “Hey ugly,” and Azriel smiled against Gwyn’s neck. He used to call her that when they weren’t in a relationship, when they used to absolutely hate each other.
Gwyn still couldn’t believe that they had evolved that much, that their relationship had. “Hey.” Azriel said, and Gwyn knew he was tired.
Gwyn pursued her lips and asked, “Rough day at work?” And Azriel mumbled a ‘yes’.
“Do you wanna eat anything?” “No,” and that was enough to let Gwyn know that someone had been killed today.
Gwyn turned towards him and kissed him on the lips, it was soft but enough to convey that Gwyn was there for him. “Let’s sleep?” And Azriel nodded sleepily.
Gwyn took his hand and brought him to the bed, they both went in the covers and and hugged each other tightly.
Gwyn wrapped her legs around his and tucked her neck under his. Azriel kissed her hair and played with it, twirling it around his fingers. Gwyn was falling asleep by him gently massaging her hair, “I love you Gwyn” He mumbled into her hair, and Gwyn knew it was the first time that he’d ever said that. She wanted to tell him that she too loved him, but sleep took a hold of her before she could.
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When Gwyn woke up the next morning, his side of the bed was cold. Gwyn looked around and found a note on her bedside table.
See you tonight,
Love, the ugliest guy you’ve ever seen.
Gwyn smiled at the note and got up. She spent the rest of the day reading a book and got ready to meet her family at dinner. She really hoped her family would accept him, though she would understand if they didn’t cause he was the head of their biggest rival mafia.
Gwyn got ready and drove to her parent’s house. She thought she had gotten there very early, but that wasn’t the case.
As soon as she saw the dead guards, she ran inside the house. When she entered the dining room, Azriel was sitting at the head of the table, instead of her father. With his white shirt and hands bloody.
Gwyn looked around and didn’t believe her eyes. Her entire family, sitting on the chairs, with a hole between their eyes.
Her sister had marks on her neck, she was strangled before she was killed.
Her mom’s plate had eyeballs in them, she was blinded before she was killed.
Her father, her father, her father, her father.
My dad. My dad. My dad. My dad.
He didn’t even have a face. His entire head was on his plate. His neck bare of a top. He was beheaded and they still had the audacity to put a hole in his head.
Gwyn’s voice froze in her neck. She wanted to choke on air. She wanted to die.
They died because of me.
They died because of me.
They died because of me.
Azriel licked the bloody knife and smirked. Gwyn realized that it was not the smirk she had come to love and admire. It was the smirk of a murderer who betrayed people.
Gwyn’s shaking hand took out the gun strapped to her thigh. And pointed it at Azriel’s head.
“They warned me about you,” Gwyn’s voice wavered and broke.
She wanted to cry she wanted to cry but she couldn’t she wouldn’t but it’s too hard it’s too hard and Gwyn could no longer hold in her tears so she broke, like she always did for him.
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Kill me. Kill me. Kill me.
Azriel silently begged Gwyn in his life. He didn’t want to live after being the reason Gwyn broke down.
He knew she was broken by this because if she wasn’t, she would have picked up her Gun and killed him on the spot.
He knew he had broken her. He had to. He kept telling himself that but everytime he did it kept becoming less true.
Gwyn was still gripping the gun with both her hands and crying when she said, “They warned me about you. They warned me about you. They warned be about you.” She kept repeating the words to herself and Azriel kept begging her in her mind.
Kill me.
I want to kill you but I can’t.
Gwyn asked in between sobs after lowering her gun down, “Why?” And Azriel smiled evilly, he was disgusted with himself. He wanted to die.
“I’m glad you asked love. Your family killed my mother, I was just repaying the favour.” And he kept repeating the words to himself, he kept trying to find reasons to justify his actions but he couldn’t he couldn’t he couldn’t.
Gwyn looked at him for a second before a flash of realization flickered on her face. It was small but there. Azriel became a bit hopeful.
She’s gonna forgive me.
I’m never gonna forgive you.
Gwyn shot him in the shoulder. And Azriel let his confusion show on his face.
No sign of sadness was on Gwyn’s face now, only hate. Her voice dripped with venom when she said, “My family never killed Rose Salvatore. The royals did. My family took the blame as a way to create an agreement between our mafia and theirs.”
It was all for nothing. He lost the love of his life for nothing. The pain in his heart was much more than the pain in his shoulders.
So, for the first time in his life, Azriel let his tears drop in front of someone else. Gwyn’s eyes were filled with tears and she let them drop as well. No one made a sound.
Gwyn walked up to Azriel. She was shaking frantically. He knew she didn’t want to do it. He knew what she was gonna do and he knew it would ruin her life. He couldn’t let her live with that guilt.
So he made it easier for her, “Go ahead,” he sneered, broken and bloody.
I love you
I love you
I love you
“Pull the trigger. Isn’t that what you want?” He pushed her further.
I’m sorry
I’m sorry
I’m sorry
“Break my heart again.”
And Gwyn looked at him with horror on her face.
I can’t believe you.
I can’t believe you.
I can’t believe you.
“I told you I’ll kill everyone you love.” And Azriel knew that was her triggering point.
Gwyn pointed the gun to his chest and touched her forehead with his, she wiped his tears with her other hand. “You forgot one.”
With tears in her eyes, she shot the bullet through his chest, and Azriel died with a grateful smile on his face.
Gwynriel Week Day 2 - Opposites
I’d just like to point out 3 very cute things in which i think Gwynriel are literally opposites
1. Waking Up in the morning :
Gwyn is a morning person. You cannot tell me that this woman is not a morning person. She will literally be a soccor mom when gwynriel have a kid. She will be the one preparing cookies for everyone in the class to help her kid make friends.
Azriel on the other hand is really not a morning person. He would rather sleep in and cuddle with Gwyn. However, on each and every special day, he would be the one to get up early because gdd he loves making surprises for her. He’d admire her for a good hour before getting up though.
2. Eating
My bestie Gwyn is a total foodie. If she has not eaten anything for breakfast you DO NOT wanna come in her way. She has extreme taste buds. She wants something that is either too spicy (for others) or too sweet. She gives me desi/latina vibes here.
Azriel on the other hand does not like spicy food. He loves pies and chocolates. But unlike Gwyn, who only likes chocolate flavour in literally every dessert, Azriel likes a variety of flavours.
3. Movies
Gwyn absolutely loves cheesy old romantic movies. She is totally a hopeless romantic and I just know she likes the weird ass netflix movies. However she also loves a good thriller and action movies and series like Money Heist and Squid Game. However, her favourite has to be a classic comedy series like F.R.I.E.N.D.S.orHIMYMorB99.
One word. Horror. Azriel loves horror movies. He loves the thrill of them. He loves that sometimes they scare him. He also loves thriller movies however absolutely hates romantic movies (unless its a classic one like Titanic. Istg gwyn and Az would be watching it and he would just be fangirling over the cinematography and the way it has been shot. Same with Euphoria (it’s not romantic but it is drama)) also he would make fun of most of the rom com movies and annoy gwyn. He will literally ruin them for her by telling her the mistakes. Tho gwyn hates it, she has a good time with him cause he always makes her laugh.
Sooo that’s the post people, I hope you like it <3
Gwynriel Fanfic - I think I lost our bet
Chapter 6 : Pathetic
Chapter Synopsis : What actually had happened with Gwyn, what went so wrong? Find out now.
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“What’s wrong love?” Azriel forced her gaze to meet his strong one.
Gwyn had never noticed until that moment that his eyes weren’t dark brown, they were hazel. They had swirls of gold around his iris, and they were clear as day but clouded at the same time.
Gwyn could see her reflection in his eyes, I look pathetic, wasthe first thought that came in her mind.
Pathetic.
Gwyn still remembered the scolding she had gotten from Merill not more than 30 minutes ago.
Gwyn had simply been working, minding her own business peacefully while translating the thousand year old work for Merill’s journal.
She was exhausted. She knew it. She was tired from practicing in the morning and training till the evening. Cassian had taught her this new method that she still wasn’t able to grasp.
But finally, after 8 hours of training, she had mastered that technique. She felt proud at the moment, but the next second her body collapse, and she felt the exhaustion dawn on her.
She hadn’t felt the pain while training because she was too focused on it. But now that pain was throbbing through her body and threatened it to shut down.
Even now, Gwyn’s body was begging her to do the work in her bed, cause the hard wood of the chair was killing her ass, and she was sure that she was gonna get cramps.
Her head felt heavy. Rest. Her brain begged her.
But she knew that Merill was gonna
Gwyn knew the pain was not going to let her focus on the work she was doing. So she agreed with to her body’s demands and laid her head down on the table. The coolness of it comforting her.
Just for five minutes.
Gwyn was woken by Merill eating her ear off.
The moment she heard Merill’s voice, she stood up straight.
“OF COURE, OF COURSE the useless priestess would love to fall asleep. Why are you even working for me Gwyneth? I could find someone much more useful than you. Why are you even here, pretending to work? It’s not even 7pm and you’re falling asleep. I wish I could say I was disappointed but I never expected anything from you. You are a disgrace to this library. People work their arses off here. You don’t deserve to live here. Your room could be occupied by someone who actually deserves to and is hard working. Look at your head, your hair, do you not have any manners?”
Gwyn tried to speak, “Merill I’m really sorry, I was just really exhausted today and-”
Merill scoffed and interrupted, “Excuses! All excuses! It must be in your nymph heritage to not work and simply rest. But then it was bound to happen wasn’t it? You were a mistake, everyone knows that. No low life nymph was supposed to mingle with a high fae. Your grandmother was pathetic, your mother was pathetic, you are pathetic.”
Gwyn was taken aback. She felt tears prickling her eyes. She would not cry. She would not cry.
I am the rock against which the surface crashes, nothing can break me.
She chanted the phrase in her head like a mantra but it didn’t give her the courage that she needed. It didn’t give her the courage to speak as Merill slammed the table with her books and walked away.
Gwyn sprinted to her room like a little child and slammed the door behind her. Not being able to hold her tears anymore, she went straight to the bathroom and muffled her mouth with her hand as she cried.
A/N : Sorry for the late posting, I have my exams and I forgot
Gwyn : Are you getting enough sleep?
Azriel : Sometimes when I sneeze my eyes close
Nesta: *carrying all the groceries*
Cassian: *holds out a hand to help*
Nesta: *aggressively moves all the groceries to one hand*
Nesta: *holds Cassian’s hand instead*
Nesta: *freaking out right before the mating ceremony*
Gwyn: Relax, Nesta, the hard part is already behind you. The mating ceremony is just a formality.
Nesta: *hyperventilating* What part was the hard part?
Gwyn: Fitting his cock inside of you.
Cackling
