#gwyn and az

[ninaduchess]

Hi! I'm from being on tumblr reading you all but not much of being active. I just wanted to stop by to leave you guys what AI gave me when I used Azriel and Gwyn's descriptions!!!! I feel like they're perfect, (taking Az's ears off of course) but wow 🤩 I love them.

I just finished the ACOTAR saga and I'm getting into the amazing universe that Sarah J. Maas has given us, currently reading CrescentCity

I'm very Gwynriel team although I have nothing against Elain, I feel like we still haven't gotten to see what her character can give us...

So #Gwynrielsupremacy #Gwynethberdara #Gwyneth #az #azrielshadows #shadowsinger ♥️

[aldbooks]

A Court of Shadows Ch 5

[gwynrielweeksofficial]

Can we all just... sit here and appreciate this first kiss art by @/that_starborn_fae on Instagram?!?!

HAPPY GWYNRIEL WEEKS, INDEED!

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Reblogs okay with artist credit.

[toolsofmyenemy]

You know who lured Az to the library after solstice.

Azriel.

He lured himself. He was thinking of Gwyn. It’s as simple as that.

[kayas-obsession]

Gwyn is the only one who has smiled at Azriel’s shadows.

Beat that.

[starsreminisce]

Azriel figured out that Elain is a seer, but you know what else he did with that?

Nothing.

Absolutely fucking nothing.

He didn't offer to find Vassa, even though he would know more about her whereabouts and her connections than Lucien.

No, wait, he did do something. He deterred Mor from going because of how dangerous it was.

But Lucien didn't.

Lucien actually stepped up and insisted that he goes. Insisted that he'll find her and hopefully bring back an army.

And he did.

He also brought back an army that Azriel couldn't find. He brought Drakon and Miryam with them on the day of the battle.

I don't give a shit if Azriel named her power when she has Lucien who followed through with her vision and succeeded.

And when Elain said that she needed to get reacquainted with her powers, Azriel again said and did nothing. Guess that's in line with all of his current plans with her. At least he's consistent.

[arcturustarlight]

Of the many, many reasons why Gwynriel is just... Perfect:

Gwyn never flinches when Azriel's touching her cause she knows it's him because of his scarred skin.

Azriel learns to love his hands for he knows Gwyn loves them and enjoys watching his scarred skin against Gwyn's freckled one.

*chef's kiss for this beautiful ship*

[lullabestie14]

I knew there was something between Gwyn and Azriel before I even read the bonus chapter, the bonus chapter just confirmed my thoughts, and the last paragraph confirmed them as endgame for me.

[mycadences]

Gwyn: *flips opens smutty book* Shadow: *wriggling in greeting* Gwyn: Oh hello there sweetie. Did you replace my bookmark with yourself? Shadow: *nods proudly* Gwyn: Does your master know you're here? Shadow: *slinks back between the pages and closes book on itself*

[shadowsxgwynriel]

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 🩵

[the-darkestminds]

Elriels suggesting that shipping Gwyn with Azriel is disrespectful to real SA victims is without a doubt the worst take I have ever seen in my life lol

“Stop shipping Gwyn with ANY man without her consent”

LMFAO WHAT SHE AINT REAL 😭 how tf do I get her consent?? Do I need a permission slip from SJM??

[gwynrielweeksofficial]

Another incredible Day 4 - Warriors piece by @/jjflorentina on Instagram

Commissioned by @/readsof_luna and @/melphsreads

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[kiwi-muses]

Part One Here

It was only a couple of days before his shadow zoomed into his room to alert him that Gwyn was speaking with Bryaxis. It was the middle of the night, and Azriel grumbled as he pulled on his leathers. One of the rare instances where he’d been dead asleep, and Gwyn had to inadvertently ruin it. He made his way into the library, and weaved through the stacks, Gwyn’s voice becoming louder and louder. Azriel silently hid in the shadows, wondering what was so important that it must be spoken of in the middle of the night. 

“Do you sleep at all?” he heard her ask. After a moment in which Bryaxis must have responded, he heard her say, “Well, I suppose in some ways that’s lucky. You get to avoid the issues I have.” She was silent for a moment. “What you said… about my… mate… how did you know?”

Azriel felt his eyebrows raise. Gwyn had a mate? Since when? If Bryaxis spoke of it, perhaps that’s what surprised her the last time. There was an uncomfortable feeling in Azriel’s chest as he thought of Gwyn having a mate, though he couldn’t explain why, exactly. 

“I think I knew when I first saw him, though there was… a lot happening,” she was saying. “But I’ve never told anyone before. I thought maybe I was mistaken.” Her voice was soft. “No, I don’t wish it weren’t so. He’s a good male. Strong and kind.” She paused, listening, and chuckled. “Well, maybe you don’t think so, and I could certainly see why.” The longer Azriel stood there, eavesdropping, the more bizarre the conversation became. And the longer he stood there, the more that uncomfortable feeling in his chest grew. And a piece of him was almost offended for the unknown male. A mating bond was sacred. Why wouldn’t Gwyn tell this male? He became more agitated before deciding he was done for the night. He stepped from the shadows, and saw Gwyn whirl around to see him. She turned back to the pit. “Looks like our visit is over tonight.” She softly laughed again. “I’ll make sure to sing louder for you next time.” She walked towards Azriel, eyes sparkling. He crossed his arms over his chest, cutting an imposing figure. 

“We talked about this, Gwyn.” His voice was low. 

“You mean you talked, Shadowsinger. No one said I agreed.” He let out his breath in a huff. “How long have you been here?”

“Long enough,” he said. 

She tilted her head at him. “You seem… vexed with me, Shadowsinger. Moreso than usual.” Azriel said nothing, turning to escort her back to the dormitories. “You can tell me, you know. Honesty is the best policy and all that.”

Damn him, Azriel couldn’t control it. The words were going to fly out of his mouth whether he wished them to or not. He stopped in the middle of the aisle and turned to her, seeing her waiting face. “You have a mate. Why won’t you tell him? Those bonds… those bonds are rare, and sacred. Don’t you think he deserves to know?”

He felt Gwyn’s eyes on him, studying him. He could almost feel her weighing her words carefully. “There are many reasons I haven’t chosen to divulge the information yet, Azriel.” The use of his given name struck him. She hadn’t used it before. It sounded less like a curse, and more like a caress coming from her. “Some reasons are mine, and mine alone, and maybe I will tell him one day. But I can say,” she took a deep breath, “I have it on good authority that he cares for another. I respect him enough to allow his choices, and I refuse to be chosen solely because of a bond. I’d rather be loved.” Her words struck him in the heart. It was everything he wanted, needed Elain to say and to practice. He needed Elain to want to choose to be loved, to choose him. Gwyn cracked a small smile. “Besides, I’ve met him and he is otherworldly. And I’m just me. He needs someone who he can be proud of.” Gwyn started walking past him, leaving him speechless. This female… he couldn’t figure her out. People were easy to unravel. They were easy to manipulate, to discover inner motives. But not Gwyn. She was a puzzle to him and with each new piece he handed her, he found something new to wonder over. 

“Gwyn,” he called, striding to catch up to her. She looked up at him. “Any male would be lucky to have you as his mate. And if they aren’t proud to have you, they’re not worth your time.” The dazzling smile Azriel received lit something in his heart. 

“Thank you, Shadowsinger.” She smiled, and something in him softened to know he put that smile on her face. 

“Now will you please stop talking to Bryaxis? I don’t trust that it won’t betray you and try to take you.” Gwyn laughed, though what was so funny he had no idea. 

“Bryaxis and I came to an agreement. If I sing while I work, Bryaxis will be content. I won’t have to go near the pit, Shadowsinger.” He felt a weight lift off his shoulders. He had wrestled Bryaxis back into the pit; he knew what Bryaxis could do, the harm it could cause, if provoked. And he wanted Gwyn nowhere near that sort of danger. “I can make my way from here, Shadowsinger. I need to shelve a few books anyways,” Gwyn said.

“Alright,” Azriel said softly. “Goodnight, Gwyneth.” 

“Goodnight, Shadowsinger,” she replied, making her way through the stacks to her books, leaving Azriel to make his way out of the library, pondering the strange feeling Gwyn left him with. A few words and she could coax a smile from him without his notice, or cause his heart to stop in his chest just by having a conversation with a creature. Azriel wasn’t an outwardly emotive male. Inwardly, he felt everything, but a childhood of torture had taught him to effectively wear a mask. One that, somehow, Gwyn made him feel was unnecessary.

[kayas-obsession]

Look, forbidden romance is nice and all but this,

“No,” Gwyn wept.

“No, I won’t. I’ll face it with you.”

Something deep in Nesta’s chest cracked. Cracked open completely, and what lay within bloomed, full and bright and pure.”

THIS is what I want for Azriel. Someone to absolutely break that dark mass of self hatred inside of him.

Not by him hiding, deflecting, brooding and trying to feel nothing but feel EVERYTHING.

To have that love that is so beautiful and unbending and show it off to the world. Like Rhys and Feyre do. Which Azriel himself stated is something he envies.

[fantasybooksandtealeaves]

I need a scene of "Gwyn saving Az from a group of captors and then going absolutely batshit feral, eyes BLAZING, menacing smile as she twirls her daggers in her hands and slaughters them into utter, complete oblivion while an injured Shadowsinger watches in a half delirious state" like I need air

[arcturustarlight]

I'm JUST saying.

Cassian and Azriel are so damn lucky that they're gorgeous males and their mates (Yes, I consider Gwyn Az's mate) are heterosexual females.

Gwyn and Nes would be ALL over each other if it wasn't for for Cass and Az's wingspans.