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Good luck convincing me they wouldn’t be Prythians prettiest, coziest, cottagecore couple

art by VenusFolk (on Instagram) the left piece is not stated to be any specific character (Gwyn is just an interpretation)

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Elain: An apple a day keeps the doctor away!

Gwyn: An apple a day can keep anyone away if you throw it hard enough, according to Nesta.

Elain: They better not be throwing my apples… I spent months growing those! — Babe, if you ever see ANYONE throwing my apples, please beat them up, Valkyrie style.

Gwyn: Wait… how did we get here?

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In case your wondering Elain loved Gwyn week too…

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Elain: I just don’t get the big deal about Gwyn’s missing amulet… she has an amulet everyday, can’t she miss one? I can just make her another one tomorrow!

Nesta: …Elain, do you know what an amulet is?

Elain: Of course I do! Who do you think makes her one almost every morning?

Feyre: …Please, explain…

Elain: An Amulet… we all eat amulets sometimes. Even when we were kids, remember when you found that nest, we had them for days! You really can’t go wrong; I like the ones with cheese and onions.

Nesta: Elain, those are omelettes.

Elain: Oh. Then I’ve got nothing. What’s the big deal again?

Emerie: Nesta, you really should’ve taught them more.

Nesta: No, I shouldn’t have. They wouldn’t be married.

Mor: Are you calling Rhys an idiot?

Nesta: I wasn’t but now I’m dissapointed in the missed opportunity… no I was just saying do you REALLY think they would’ve bonded over their flirty little “reading lessons” if not for me?

Feyre: She’s actually not wrong… it is how Rhys first started talking with me.

Elain: Oh, she most definetly is not. I would pay to watch Gwyn explain things to me.

Mor: I’m pretty sure Feyre almost killed Rhys for that…

Emerie: And if you asked I think Gwyn would do anything for you…

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Nesta: What’s up with Gwyn? She’s been laying on the floor for like… an hour now?

Emerie: She’s just a little overwhelmed.

Nesta: Why?

Mor: Elain smiled at her.

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Nesta: Ducks are better than rabbits.

Mor: What? Rabbits are adorable. Have you ever been in a fight with a duck? Ducks are jerks.

Nesta: Duck is delicious! Rabbit is all gamey.

Feyre: If you wanted duck why didn’t you go out into the woods? Hmm…

Elain: No, we’re not talking about flavor.

Amren: Flavor counts! Bring on the chaos!!

Gwyn: … but who carries around a duck’s foot for good luck?

Emerie: Have you ever used a rabbit hair blanket? There’s a good reason for it: you wrap yourself in a comforter stuffed with rabbit hair. I’ll wrap myself in a comforter stuffed with duck feathers! Who’s cozier?

Mor: Okay, but-

Amren: NO, NO, NO, NO. WHO’S COZIER?

Nesta: Why don’t we take a rabbit, and a duck, stick ‘em in a cardboard box and let them fight it out!

Elain: BECAUSE IT’S ILLEGAL, Nesta!

Mor: ONLY IF WE BET ON IT, Elain!

Gwyn: I- Mother—

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Gwyn: I like wearing Elain’s sweaters.

Gwyn: Don’t worry, I don’t believe in stealing; she makes them specifically FOR me.

Gwyn: It’s why they’re oversized… she says it’s for safety?

Elain: Bigger sweaters are just more comfy and cuddly, it’s a sharing sweater… and also a subtle weapon, get too close and BAM, take them out with a single sleeve! … Perfect for all Valkyrie outings!

Nesta: … We’re gonna have to get new uniforms aren’t we?

Emerie: Between that and the ribbons Elain is now obsessed with, I presume it is inevitable.

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credits: luoman_art (characters may or may not be intended as “Gwynlain” Gwyn Berdara & Elain Archeron)

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Elain, storming in with the shadow twins: WHO ATE MY BREAD?!

Elain: I spent months on that starter, and a whole day proofing and baking, I swear to the Mother I’m gonna ki—

Gwyn: I did?

Elain: Kiss you and make some more, you haven't been eating enough between training, love.

Elain: *skips away*

Gwyn: She’s gone!

Emerie hand in hand with Mor stumbling out of the closet, Feyre & Rhys crawling out from under the sink, Nesta & Cassian dropping from the ceiling; all with bread stuffed in their mouths & crumbs on their clothes: Twankh uh! — Whatshesaid! — Close one!

Gwyn: Azriel?

Azriel, coming out from the shadows: The twins have been sworn to secrecy. In other news… Rhys I need half a million in jewels…

Rhys: Eh, cheaper to pay off than Amren…

Feyre, muttering: Or finding a new high lord.

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Emerie: Why don’t you go talk to her?

Gwyn, sarcastically: Oh. Yeah, sure.

Emerie: What? So, you go tell her she’s cute, what’s the worst that could happen?

Gwyn: She could hear me!

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Elain, walking into the kitchen and seeing all her fresh-grown grapes where she left them but completely peeled: Gwyn…

Gwyn: *pokes head out from cabinet which she is sitting in*

Elain: Did you… peel… every grape? In the 35 seconds I went to the garden??

Gwyn, sips coffee out of bowl: Who else would've done that? ;-)

Elain: But… why??? How… I love you but what the h-e-double-fuck?!

Gwyn, smiles happily: I love you too :-)

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Elain: Gwyn, what does IDK, ILY, and TTYL mean?

Gwyn: I don’t know, I love you, talk to you later.

Elain: Alright, I love you too, I’m really glad we can talk about that soon… I'll ask Nesta for the rest!

Gwyn: Wait-Elain, no-WAIT-I LOVE YOU TOO!

Elain: I know, that’s what I just replied to in the first place.

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Modern Gwynlain

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credits: @flourishing_fables (on Instagram)

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Gwyn: Your smile? It makes my day.

Elain: Your happiness? I live for that.

Nesta: A room? Get one.

Gwyn: Hotel?

Elain: Trivago.

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Gwyn: Can you PLEASE peer pressure me into doing my project?

Emerie: Do it, or you're straight.

Gwyn: I said peer pressure, NOT THREATEN!

Mor: She’s right though… You really should just ask Elain out… I don’t get why no one’s telling you this.

Emerie: … What does that have to do with her project?

Mor: Nothing, I just want someone to double date with and I thought now was a good time to bring it up since she’s clearly not getting any work done.

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Elain, filling out the morning crossword: Name something you believed in as a child that you no longer do as an adult.

Gwyn: Myself.

Elain: Babe? You okay…