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Alright hear me out!

House of wind gang plus one bed trope

All five of them were on a mission together but the lodging only has one bed. They were conflicted who will get the bed and who will sleep on the floor.

How do they deal with it?

They play a silly game of never have i ever plus drinking game. Whoever gets drunk last gets the bed.

Azriel and Gwyn went into their competitive mode right away. Nesta gave up first and accepted her fate to sleep on the floor and she was followed by Emerie. Cassian gave up after 2 and a half bottles due to exhaustion.

It took an hour before Gwyn passed out on her seat. Azriel sighed upon staring at her peaceful face before getting up and carrying her and placing her on the bed. Technically, it was Azriel who won their silly little game and have full rights on the bed but their rules never stated what he can or he cannot do.

Cassian shuffled from his place on the floor and saw Azriel.

Cassian: Tell me, Azriel. Did you make sure you win that stupid game for Gwyn?

Azriel: Yes. So what? You know I don’t sleep on during a mission.

Cassian: Lovesick

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Hermione: Can we just call a truce?

Draco: No.

Hermione: No?

Draco: Did I stutter?

Hermione: *Huffs*

Draco: …..Best I can do is enemies.

Hermione: Malfoy! I- for Godric’s Sake- I don’t want to be your enemy anymore!

Draco: I see you drive a hard bargain. Fine. Acquaintances.

Hermione: Pardon?

Draco: Merlin’s tit you’re difficult. Friends then. Take it or leave it.

Hermione: I- You- I don’t…what?

Draco: FINE. Lovers.

Hermione: *Splutters*

Draco: That’s my final offer Granger.

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imagine...

The Valkyries show up at a meeting in Windhaven. Gwyn acts as their spokesperson and explains the training plans they came up with for Illyrian females. Devlon stands up and opens his mouth to throw some insults at her. But Azriel silences him with a, "Be careful how you speak to my mate."

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“10 Things I Hate About You” Cassian and Nesta - A Court of Thorns and Roses

Artist: @/aiphos.s / @aiphoss

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Azriel’s Camera Roll 📸

@gwynrielweeksofficial - Free Day

This was such a fun event! I wish that I could have participated more, but I LOVED seeing all of the wonderful art pieces and amazing fics that were written. Thank you to all of the artists, writers, & commissioners out there 🩵

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Gwynriel Weeks Day 2: Complementary

Gwynriel x Vogue because they’re forever iconic😌

Art by @: palinlineart

Comm by: @foreverinelysian + @freyjas-musings

No reposts! @gwynrielweeksofficial

Link to post here!

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@gwynrielweeksofficial Day 1 - Firsts

✨ Happy Gwynriel Weeks 2024 ✨

Synopsis: Gwyn musters up the courage to kiss the Shadowsinger.

Word Count: 1k

Read on Ao3

“I think the ending of the story could have been better…” Azriel explained.

“I see,” came out of Gwyn’s lips in response though her mind was thinking Do it.

“…but the characters are great,” he continued.

“Mhmm.”

Do it. I can’t. But I want to, her mind persisted.

Azriel kept giving his opinion about the book Gwyn had asked him to read a few days ago so they could discuss it together like they always did with every material that one recommended to the other. It was one her favourite romance novels that she would recommend to anyone who was fond of the genre, or Spymasters who read romance only because their friends forced them to. But right now, Azriel could have been criticising it or ripping it to shreds that Gwyn would not have noticed.

“The main character is as stubborn as you. She is my favourite,” he said, the corners of his lips tugging into a smile. “I’d say my favourite parts are…”

Oh that smile. I want to taste it. I need to. Do it.

From the moment Azriel had started talking about that book, it had reminded Gwyn of all the time when she had read it too and had replaced the face of the love interest of the main character with that of Azriel. Hearing him talk of hand touches and secret rendezvous and stolen kisses was sending her mind into places she didn’t think he would be willing to follow. Gwyn had never been kissed before. And Mother above she wanted to know, for once in her life, what all the fuss was about. She wanted to know whether whatever fluttered inside her when she was near him would stop if she kissed him or whether the simple urge to kiss him would cease once she did it. She wondered if her eyes would finally stop being drawn to his lips.

If Azriel had not been looking at the novel that he was currently flipping through, he would have noticed that Gwyn was only half listening to what he was saying and that her gaze was glued onto his moving lips. He did, however, seem to notice that she was now much closer to him on the sofa than she was when they had sat down here some time ago.

“Berdara?” he asked as soon as he turned to look at her and noticed that the blush on her cheeks was much too intense to be justified by the temperature of the room since the open window of the private library had led the space to become quite chilly thanks to cold breeze coming in.

Do it. Do it. Do it.

“Are you alright?” he asked, no doubt concerned by her silence as much as the strange look on her face.

Just do it once and forget about it, she thought. Do it. Do it. Do it.

Gwyn closed the little distance left between their bodies by gliding closer to him until her leg touched his. Gathering every ounce of courage she had built up to this point and telling herself that she would atone for her stupidity later, she placed a hand on his face and pressed her lips against his before he could finish saying her name.

The moment Gwyn felt how soft and perfect his lips were, she realised the terrible mistake that she was making. Her heartbeat increased, a sudden heat crept up her face and body as she slowly moved her lips against his. She was wrong. So very wrong. How could she think that one kiss would be enough? Who was she kidding? Why hadn’t she thought of the possibility that a single kiss would leave her wanting more, even as she still had her lips sealed to his?

She needed to stop before he pushed her away and asked what the hell was going on with her - why her hands were caressing his neck, why she was so close to him that her breasts were now pressed tight against his chest, why she wanted to jump on him, wrap her legs around his waist and beg him to deepen the kiss and teach her everything there was to know about pleasure. Those smutty novels must have turned her brain to mush. Perhaps she should take a break from them. Or perhaps she should read more to fill in the bigger gap that was forming between her need for him and actual reality.

Convinced that the hand he had brought to her waist was a request to stop, Gwyn pulled away, her eyes opening but staring down at her hands where she had placed them on her lap. Her internal monologue might have made it seem like the kiss had lasted for hours but it had only really been a few seconds. Maybe the memory of those few seconds would haunt her until the end of her days and the embarrassment would be her punishment.

When she looked up at Azriel, she found him staring back at her. His eyes were open wide, his mouth slightly parted and he seemed as though all coherent thoughts had been sucked from his beautiful head. Gwyn cleared her throat and stood up abruptly.

“I’m going to leave now before I lose my last shred of courage,” she said with as much firmness in her voice as she could muster.

With that, she turned on her heels and made her way to the door, leaving a dumbfounded Azriel behind. Her hand was already on the knob when a loud, “WAIT,” made her stop.

When she turned around, the sounds of Azriel’s rushed footsteps had already stopped and he stood before her. Gwyn didn’t have the time to take a full breath in before he wrapped a hand around her waist, grabbed her face with his other hand and kissed her.

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Gwyn and Azriel movie night + cuddling on the couch

Gwyn: *tugging the blanket*

Azriel: Gwyn, I swear stop tugging all the blanket or I’m gonna put my cold feet on your legs!

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I’m excited for all the gwynriel contents next week and since next week is also my spring break, i’ll be devouring those contents lmao 🤣

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THIS. THIS IS LUCIEN

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This is a crack theory lol but what if the bond between Gwyn and Az snapped the moment Gwyn became a carynthian?

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I’m rewatching lockwood and co and i was at the part where lockwood said, “her name is lucy” and i nearly sobbed because i miss them so much

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Lowkey want a gwynriel workplace romance fic 😭

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Head empty, just azriel and gwyn flirting through text (nsfw-ish???)

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I lost my brain’s creative juices for headcanons. Wake me up when Azriel’s book has been announced

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Gwynriel headcanon

Azriel and Cassian were talking about Gwyn and Azriel’s shadows didn’t inform him that Gwyn is listening to all the details of their conversation. Throughout Gwyn’s shift in the library, she couldn’t stop smiling, they have to call Azriel to check on her.

Azriel: Why are you smiling from ear to ear?

Gwyn: Nothing…

Azriel: *shift his attention to the shadows but end up having nothing*

Also Azriel: *ends up watching her walk around the library*

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Im legit scared of those e/riels who send threats like