#gwynemerie

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“ 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭”

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I just love them so much your honor 😭🥹 I can’t wait to keep sharing the magnificent #gwynerie commissions I have planned for you all ♥️

I have always associated Emerie with sun energy and Gwyn with moon🥰 I think they complement each other so well and I hope even if there isn’t any romance involved we get to see more of their bond in the next books

Thank you so much to @carasalexandra for bringing this dream to life 🥹

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The gwyn energy in this ✨👐🏼✨

She is waiting for Emerie 😭

“The world’s thy ship and not thy home.“ ~ St. Therese de Lisieux

Miranda and the Tempest ~ 1916 ~ John William Waterhouse (English artist, 1849-1917)

[lunainfortuna]

free day.

“I got this for you.”

Emerie said, sitting on Gwyn's bed. Her sister, then, opened the box and peeked inside - her teal eyes lit up as she touched the soft fabric. Very carefully, she took the piece out of the box and laid it out in front of her. It was a beautiful dress: long, bright green; with long sleeves and a high collar - except for a slit between where her breasts should be and a small slit on the left leg, the dress was not revealing.

“There is also something I made myself.”, Emerie continued, taking from the box a leather that Gwyn could place on her thigh and insert a dagger. “So you feel safer.”

“Ems... I don't know how to thank you for this...”, Gwyn's eyes were shining and a bit wet.

“Don't thank me yet. Do it when you come with me to Nesta and Cassian's ceremony.”

Gwyn looked down, unsure. “I don't know if I will be there.”

Emerie, noticing, stood and touched her sholders. “You said our stories are worth telling. The world should know us, Gwyn. See us. I'm not excited to be there, too. Around those people I don't know. But that's just another step we should take together. I'll hold you hand - all the time. Non-stop. I promise.”

“I...”, Gwyn smiled. A small but sincere smile. “Don't leave me, then. For Nesta. For us.”

{just me simping for gwynemerie friendship. for nesta, for them} ps: the dress will be in the comments/notes.

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@emerieweekofficial ; Day 5 Theories

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Commissioned by me

Art by @zolyna_

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My ABSOLUTE Favorite theory is that we get to see Emerie find love with Gwyn😭🥹 I feel like this two are such a great paring, the idea of love blossoming between this two friends who know each other struggles and have been there to uplift each other. The way they represent sun and moon to me 😭 I love it🥹

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@emerieweekofficial ; Day 7 Free Day

✨🥹Gwynerie ✨

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Commissioned by me

Art by @thecaprica

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For the last day I wanted to bring this beautiful piece that I have been holding on since like June or May 🥹 I can’t thank @thecaprica enough for what a beautiful job she did with my idea and the way she brought it to life

The Pegasus is Emeries and his name Lairus but he loves gwyn so much so he lets her on his back some times. I feel like out of the Valkyries Emerie would be the first one to get her Pegasus to be able to fly :’)

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Me the biggest Gwynemerie ever clutching at my fanart: THEY ARE MORE THAN OKAY NIKE

What do you think of Gwyn and Emerie and Gwyn and Tarquin as a ship ?

My personal fave crackship is Gwyn and Mor. I think they'd work better.

I absolutely am not into Mor x Emerie. But Mor and Gwyn I like.

I think Emerie and Gwyn are okay, but not super compatible.

Gwyn and Tarquin is a pretty old crackship. I don't hate it at all.

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In honor of the @officialvalkyrieweek that I wasn’t aware was happening here is a incorrect post and a sneak peak of what this special one shot of marigold flowers bloom in late autumn will featured! It will be 4 prompts into one :’)

*The squad is playing a team sport*

Nesta : Are you upset you don’t get to be on the same team as Gwyn ?

Emerie : Have you ever played a game with Gwyn ?

Nesta : No…

Emerie : Have you ever been trapped in a cage with a wolverine?

*Meanwhile, on the other side of the field*

Gwyn , chasing Cassian : I SAID FASTER! DO YOU KNOW WHAT THE WORD “FASTER” MEANS? IT MEANS MORE FAST!!!!

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𝐈 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐚𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐳𝐞“

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Art by @_inkye

Commissioned by me

I had saved this piece for @officialvalkyrieweek Love interest day but I have had some rough weeks so I just didn’t have the energy to post but at last here it is! 🫡🥹♥️

Thank you so much to @_inkye for being so lovely to work with and bringing this masterpiece to life 😭♥️

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~Incorrect quotes from marigold flowers universe~

Nesta : I sleep with a gun under my pillow.

Cassian : I sleep with a knife.

Gwyn : Both of you are pathetic.

Nesta : Oh yeah? What do you sleep with?

Gwyn : Emerie .

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Gwynerie incorrect quotes

Gwyn: Come on, Nesta . Nobody actually believes that Emerie is in love with me.

Nesta , to the priestesses, cassian and Azriel : Raise your hand if you think that Emerie is helplessly in love with Gwyn.

*Everyone raises their hand*

Gwyn: Emerie , put your hand down.

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~Marigold Flowers Bloom In Late Autumn~

Ao3 link

“Soulmates aren’t just lovers.”

Chapter 2; Two Broke Hearts

Having a vision always made Elain feel like she was floating, distant from reality. She could tell where and with who she was, her body knew when she was safe or in danger. Leaving the haze of her vision was exactly like resurfacing from underwater, like when she had first come out of the cauldron. It wasn’t terrible like when she had first become fae, she was more in control, visions like this only appeared from time to time when the Maiden would send her something that she found crucial for Elain to see. Slowly she could feel Nuala’s and Cerridwen’s touch, she could hear the sounds of the water running down through the sink and the oven, she could smell the dinner they had prepared and when she felt ready she opened her eyes and gasped for air.

“How long was I out?” Elain asked after catching her breath and leaning into Cerridwen. “Not long,” Nuala answered as she pressed a cold towel to Elain’s forehead. Elain closed her eyes and enjoyed the feeling of the cold towel on her skin. 

“What did you see?” Cerridwen asked. 

“ I- I couldn’t see anything,” she answered, staring at her hands confused. “I heard these voices, overlapping one another and just so much intensity in what they were saying but the scenery was pitch black,” she looked at her friends confused. “I-I think I heard my voice but the other one,” she mumbled. 

While she didn’t necessarily feel a headache, there was this pressure in the back of her head, it felt like more of a physical ache, it had been almost a year since the last time getting a vision would leave her in such a state; so confused.

“Do you want to try the blindfold?” Cerridwen asked her friend while rubbing her arms. 

“I- I don’t know,” she answered unsure of her feelings. “Why would the Maiden send me voices instead of a vision, I’m a seer,” she wondered. Elain was used to the quick flashes of scenes in her mind, she was used to the gut-punching scenes the Maiden would send her, the anxiety of wondering if this time it was someone dying or good fortune for her and her family. She wasn’t used to the darkness and just sounds.

“Maybe you should go lie down,” Nuala suggested sending her sister a worried glance.

“I think Nuala might be right, Lain.” Cerridwen helped Elain to her feet, “You have a ridiculously long day tomorrow, you don’t need to be tired and weak for the trip.” 

Elain tried to shake her head but realized it would not be pleasant, “Can you stay?” She asked them, knowing she might look once again like the fragile little fae she was when she first met them. 

They both smiled and hugged their friend. “Of course!” Answered Nuala.

They both helped Elain put the food away and clean the kitchen. Elain had insisted that at least they allowed her to help put the plates away. She didn’t need to feel useless, the twins knowing their friend agreed but both had kept an eye on her. After everything had been put away and the kitchen looked clean all three friends decided to head upstairs to Elain’s room. The townhouse Feyre and Rhysand had allowed her to live in after she decided she needed her own space was very spacious; it had enough rooms for all three of them but they always opted to stay in the same room. Sometimes the house felt too big for one person. Not long ago it didn’t use to feel like that.

All three friends had changed and gotten ready for the night and were now lying down in the bed squished together, it wasn’t ideal for any of them if they were honest but they wouldn’t have it any other way, they loved being able to be all three together; Elain could remember the first time they had spent the night in the same bed. It had been three months ago. 

Azriel had left the house a few hours ago and he had taken everything that had belonged to him. Elain was sitting down on the kitchen floor, tears going down her cheeks. 

For almost four months they had lived together in that house. They had gone to sleep in the same bed and woken up together, they had cooked meals and baked. They had spent every afternoon on the back patio, Azriel would be reading a book or working on some reports while Elain gardened, they had trained together and had recovered from missions together, they had hosted their family for dinners there, in their own little home. It had been almost perfect. 

Their discussions had started as nothing more than serious conversations about Azriel’s self-deprecating comments. Elain had grown concerned about the image Azriel had of himself, she had tried to make Azriel see how good of a person, how wonderful and amazing he was, and how irreplaceable he was for his family and her. She had tried everything but his attitude never changed. Elain would never say that Azriel had been a bad partner, on the contrary, he loved her so much just as she loved him, he was attentive and gentle, he saw her after years of feeling invisible, and he could see past the front that she put for everyone but it all felt… delicate, she had always felt like Azriel never believed this was going to last, sometimes she caught visions of the anxiety and fear Azriel had of losing her. While she had the same fears of losing him, hers were more related to his work as a spy and the war looming over them. Azriel fear felt as if he was scared that a strong breeze of air would take her away from him, she would constantly reassure him often that she had chosen him and nothing could change that. She loved him and no one nor anyone could change that but some days his insecurities could get the worst of him. He would refuse to touch her or allow her to touch him. She was running out of ideas for how to help him when she thought about the person who had talked with the priestesses after Sangravah, that same day when she had asked him about it Azriel had accepted and talked to her for a few hours.

When he had come back from the talk, he was serious and distant. Elain had been in the kitchen prepping a new dessert when he had only kissed her head and headed upstairs, she had worried it was because she had done something wrong but whenever they had an issue or a problem they tended to have good communication, she had decided to give him space and he would come to her. 

An hour or two later while Elain was finishing some touches on her dessert she heard Azriel coming down the stairs and when she turned around, Elain found Azriel with bags in his hands with what she assumed was all his stuff. 

He was leaving. 

She swallowed the pain and walked towards him. “Is it over?” she whispered with a broken voice and tears in her eyes. 

Azriel closed his eyes and dropped the bags on the floor, “I want you to understand something,” he said as he approached her and took her hands. “This has nothing to do with what I feel for you or if I had been unhappy in the past months,” he whispered looking at her, those magnificent hazel eyes on hers. 

“Then why?” she asked closing her fingers around his hands. 

Azriel sighed and rested his head on top of hers, burying his nose in her hair. “Because there is a lot of me that I am not giving you, Elain,” he whispered with pain in his voice. “There are things in my soul I need to heal, I love you and these past months have been the happiest I have probably been in my life but being with you doesn’t erase all the hurt I have in me. There are things, things I have only shared with a few. I am not ready to share that part of me with you yet. I want to be with you completely and without hesitation, with no fear of losing you. I can’t spend the rest of my life feeling like any mistakes I make will cause you to abandon me. It’s not fair for either of us to be together when I have so much doubt. I want to be better, I want to heal. Not only to be the partner you deserve but also for me, is time to let go of things and move forward.” 

“I love you,” Elain whispered as she separated from him and looked him directly in his eyes, bearing her soul and hiding nothing, showing him the raw pain she felt but all the love she bore for him. 

Azriel had shed a tear and had held her face and had brought her in for a last kiss. A tender kiss full of sadness but also all the love they both had for each other.

“I love you,” he had whispered, giving her one last caress on the cheek he walked away from her to take his belongings and winnowed away to the House of Wind.

Elain had walked to the kitchen and rested her hands on the counter,  finally had let out all the pain and hurt she felt coming out in the ugly form of uncontrollable sobs. When she had finished crying she sat next to the counter without the energy to move, and that’s where the twins found her. Eyes full of tears and sitting on the floor.

The twins had received a message from Azriel informing them that Elain might need them and without further explanation that he had ended things with her. They had considered murdering him first but knew their friend needed them. They loved Elain more than they cared for beating up Azriel. 

They had helped her up from the floor and taken her to the couch, all three snuggled with some blankets around them, they had listened to the story and had hugged her as she cried. Eventually, they decided to move to the bed and refused to leave her alone. They all went to sleep in the clothes they had worn that day, it matter little to them, they were there for Elain, their best friend till the end.

That had been three months ago and Elain no longer teared up when thinking about it. It had been the best for Azriel, and while they no longer were together she had nothing but love for her friend who she hoped was doing better.

Elain closed her eyes and feeling safe with her best friends next to her she allowed sleep to take her.

Elain woke up sweating and with tears in her eyes.  

She looked out the window and realized it was almost time for her to leave for the Autumn Court. Elain slowly shook the twins, waking them up. She left the bed and started getting ready focusing on her long hair, braiding some pieces on the front making a makeshift crown of braids, she had left the rest of it untied, leaving the waves of long brown hair to help cover the back tattoo hiding behind the colorful material of her dress.

As she finished arranging her jewelry and expecting her dress she heard the sound of Mor’s powers. Winnowing downstairs. 

“Elain?” Mor called from downstairs. 

“Up here!” She yelled grabbing her bag. 

After Elain had woken them up the twins had each gone to the room they had claimed as theirs in the house and gotten ready for the trip.

“Good morning, dear Elain,” Mor offered her a smile when she spotted Elain coming down the stairs,  she was wearing one of her many gorgeous red dresses. “Do you have anything new for me to try?” She asked referring to the pastries Elain often had around in her house. 

“No sorry,” she apologized.  “Since we were leaving today I thought it would be a waste to bake something I mayhaps not finish.”

“What a shame,” she answered giving her a smile. “Cassian will be disappointed he did not get a snack for the trip,” she joked and after that, she had gone silent and started to look around the room waiting for the twins.

It was always like this with her. Elain liked Mor but the reality was that she and Mor just weren’t friends. Mor was Feyre’s best friend, she was Nyx’s second favorite Aunt and Rhys' cousin but to Elain, she was an acquaintance, someone who was always there at parties, family dinners, and meetings. The reality was that if Feyre and Rhysand didn’t ask for Mor to be around then Elain would probably never see her.

They stood in silence for a few more minutes when the twins finally came down, “Everyone ready?” Mor asked smiling. 

The twins nodded and came closer, Nuala had taken the position next to her sister and all four winnowed to the river state. 

When they arrived they were greeted by Amren, Cassian, and Nesta. Elain could see Gwyn and Emerie in their leather Valkyrie uniform as they were having a small cup of tea on the couches.

Nesta had walked towards them and almost ignoring Mor she had hugged Elain in greeting and then had turned to talk to the twins about a message she had for Azriel. 

Cassian kissed Mor on the cheek and then proceeded to pick her up and spun her around as she gasped and hold onto him. “Good morning my dear Ellie,” Cassian had said after he had put her down and kissed her on both cheeks.

She laughed as she hugged him. “Morning my dearest Cassian,” she greeted with a curtsy and then proceeded to give him a kiss on the cheek. It had been a joke at the start, how much it irritated their partners had been a bonus, Nesta and Azriel would roll their eyes at their display of affection, so every time they would see each other they would greet the other like that. After a few times, Azriel and Nesta had become indifferent to it but they still had fun, so it had just sort of become routine for them. 

Gwyn and Emerie had come to greet the twins and had patted Elain on the back after a quick hello. As always Elain kept an eye on everyone, after all this time she still liked to keep to herself and observe. She was observing Emerie as she talked with Mor. Something was different, she couldn’t feel that usual nervousness in Emerie or the pull and tug she could see between them. Mor seemed almost indifferent to either of the Valkyrie but Elain couldn’t read why, that was until she saw Emerie's hand placed in Gwyn's back, almost a staking claim. She smiled to herself, she was happy for them. 

“Well, what a beautiful picture you all give,” a voice had called from the top of the staircase, Rhysand. 

“Lain!” A small voice yelled from the top too, her gorgeous nephew. Elain smiled brightly as she waved at him. Nyx was turning two soon, a couple of months, and the whole Night Court would be celebrating in grand. 

Feyre came down the staircase with Nyx in her arms and Rhysand next to her, Elain had immediately been at her side so she could carry Nyx. Elain currently held the title of favorite Aunt, she didn’t like to brag but she also didn’t feel like hiding it, Elain was proud that her nephew loved her so much, and she felt honored that her sister and brother trusted her enough to call her whenever they needed help with him. 

She snuggled Nyx as Feyre and Rhys went over some instructions with Mor about Nyx. They had all agree that Feyre and Rhysand would try to winnow during the night so Nyx didn’t feel abandoned, they would put a group effort into distracting whoever they needed to make it happen without no one noticing.

Nesta had asked for Nyx after he was ready to greet everyone else. The kid was the sensation of the Court of Dreams.

“Are we ready?” Rhysand had asked everyone as everyone was too preoccupied with making Nyx laugh and saying hello to him.

Elain had decided to sit down and think back to the dream she had.

Elain was standing in a destroyed office, papers everywhere, and furniture broken that seemed to have been thrown around. 

“ I don’t understand,” someone whispered behind her, she turned and saw Eris, covered in blood and sweaty, his hands were trembling and his eyes seemed exhausted, he was turned around, back facing Elain and he was resting his hands in a giant window, the morning sun peaking through the clouds.

This is probably after he fought with Beron. 

Eris turned around, ignoring her, and walked directly to the desk hitting it with his fist.

Elain was startled as she took a step back. 

“Where are you!” He growled and threw a book to a portrait of Beron hanging on the wall above where Elain assumed his chair was supposed to be.

“You fuck,” Eris whispered sinking to his knees, he looked ready to pass out. Elain got closer and knelt behind him. She tried to put a hand on his as he closed his eyes and tried to calm his breathing. Elain could feel all the frustration and fear in him. 'What could Eris Vanserra be scared of,' she thought.

 She saw him put his hands in his hair with desperation when some guards came running. “We found her, Your Highness,” they huffed exhausted from the running. “Who are you looking for,” she wondered.

“Take me to her, now” Eris exclaimed as he immediately got up and ran to them, Elain decided to follow them curious. 

Eris and the guards rushed towards the someone Eris had been looking for, Elain had tried her best to keep up with them. They arrived at the entrance of the castle where she saw a crowd of what she guessed were the staff of the castle, the brightness of the sun and the orange surroundings outside had blinded Elain causing her to lose Eris and the guards she was following. She could hear the loud barking of the hounds and the voices of everyone around her as she tried to find Eris in the crowd. 

Elain finally making her way to the front saw what had all the people gathered outside the castle in awe. On the floor was Eris Vanserra, the new high lord of the Autumn Court, on his knees cradling his mother’s unconscious and damaged body, bruises and blood covering her. The former Lady of Autumn. 

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Incorrect Quotes

Emerie : Two years ago, I married my best friend.

Emerie : Gwyn is still mad about it, but me and Nesta were drunk and thought it was funny.

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~My sunshine ~

Pairing: Gwyn x Emerie ( Gwynerie)

@gwynweekofficial prompt; 1,3,4,5 and 6

12 years ago

As the sun set outside the temple, Gwyn turned to look at Catrin as they finished her bracelets, Catrins colors had three different tones of blue and a small charm of a star, oh her hands was a yellow, orange and brown bracelet that had a sun charm .

“Catrin,” Gwyn called her name to get her attention, “Do you think we will have a mate?” She asked her twin.

Catrin put the bracelet down and thought about it for a while. “ I hope not,” she simply said as she started working on her bracelet once more.

Gwyn looked at her sister with wide eyes. “Why don’t you want one?”

Catrin rolled her eyes “ I don’t think I need a partner in life to be happy, “ she said. “ I like my life and I think there is no one who would ever make me choose something else.” She shrugged.

Gwyn looked at the bracelet, “ is it bad I want one?” She asked.

Catrin looked at Gwyn astonished, “ of course not!” She said. “ Just because I don’t want one doesn’t mean you aren’t allowed to want one Gwyn.” Catrin rested one hand on her sister's arm and with her other hand held Gwyn’s face and made her look at her. “ You are allowed to want anything Gwyn,” she smiled her eyes tearing up a bit, “ it’s ridiculous to think we will always be in the same place doing the same things, our paths will part at one point but whether a charming man or your own adventure is what you want, I will forever be with you no matter what.” She smiled and hugged her sister.

Gwyn hugged her back with a huge smile.

“ So, do you have any idea of what you want this handsome mate of yours to be like or look like?” Catrin asked jokingly after moving away from Gwyn to continue her bracelet.

“Mmmm,” she hummed thinking and then focused on her bracelet. “ I want them to be loyal, and strong. I want them to be fierce in what they love and have confidence in who they are.” She smiled looking at her bracelet and touching the charm with her fingers. “I want them to be the sun to my moon” she sighed with a smile. “ I want them to be someone I can feel safe and comfortable around, tell them who I am and my story.” She closed her eyes and brought her bracelet to her chest. “ I want to never feel alone,” she wished.

She opened her eyes and looked at Catrin. “ What did you wish for?”

“ To be remembered,” she whispered, smiling at the bracelet.

The sisters continued making their bracelets until the moon was high in the sky.

12 years later

Gwyn was standing at the door of her old room.

The last time she had been the last time she would ever share a room with Catrin again.

Today was the anniversary of Sangravah.

It had all started when she had told them that the anniversary of Catrins death was coming up, that she wanted to go visit her sister's grave for the first time. Emerie and Nesta quickly started to think on who would take over training, after Nesta had told Cassian she would be gone for the day, he had offered to run the training session of the day and together, all three of them had dragged Azriel from his home and made him come to The House of Wind so he could winnow them to the temple.

After being winnowed, azriel gave Gwyn a small smile and disappeared. She knew the instant when she saw the clouds above the temple that it was going to be a bad day. She always hated the rain, she thought fitting that it was so ugly on a day like this.

As the girls started making their way up the stairs, Gwyn's knees gave up when she saw the temple's door within a few steps away. Emerie had caught her in time and had cradled her on her chest, Gwyn knew she was having a panic attack and most likely so did her friends. Gwyn held onto Emerie and shutting her eyes started to count to 50, the only thing she could focus on was on nestas hands on her shoulder and the rhythm. She wasn’t alone.

When she had been able to calm down, both Emerie and Nesta had taken her hand and climbed the last steps into the temple with her.

When they walked into the temple, the first thing they saw was the children, all of the children she and Catrin had saved. They had been waiting inside for her, immediately they ran to her, embracing her . The tears started running down her cheeks before she even put her arms around the kids. As they hugged her, they thanked her for everything and she knew there was nothing for them to thank her. She would do it all over again.

She had sat down on the floor with the kids to talk about her new life. She told them the story of the blood rite, about Valkyrie’s and how they became the first ones in a long time. They all listened carefully to the stories and asked a thousand questions.

The whole time Gwyn could feel Emerie’s gaze on her, it didn’t make her uncomfortable but whenever she turned to look at Emerie, she would smile and wave with a small blushed. It stirred feelings in her, feelings she never thought she could have for anyone, not after Savangravah.

After finishing answering questions and telling stories, she stood up and talked privately with Nesta and Emerie.

“Could you stay with the children?” She asked them.

Emerie gave her a weird look, “Yes, of course but where are you going?”

“I want to see our-, my old room.” She said fidgeting with her fingers.

Nesta nodded and squeezed Gwyns' hands.

“ Don’t worry, we will keep them entertained”

Gwyn smiled and hugged both of them, as they parted she kissed Emerie’s cheek softly.

The children offered to show Nesta and Emerie the rest of the temple. As Gwyn made her way to her old room she could hear Nesta’s laugh and Emerie telling her shut up.

And that’s where she was right now. Frozen at the door of her room. Her old room, Catrin’s and hers.

Gwyn took a deep breath and stepped into the room.

The room was exactly as she remembered except maybe a bit cleaner. Her and Catrin weren’t the best at keeping everything tidy in their room. She chuckled at the memory of when they were late for service one night when Catrin couldn’t find her shoe.

As Gwyn walked to her bed to sit down, a sparkle caught her eye as she approached the bed. Tucked between the pillow and the sheets was a bracelet. A friendship bracelet. Golden, orange and brown with a small sun charm.

Gwyn gasped and ran to pick it up, she looked at it from every angle. It looked just like it did years ago.

She hold it close to her chest.

She turned around to look at catrins bed and started to look for the other bracelet. She looked under the pillow and blankets and after she had given up on looking through the catfish side of the room with disappointment she sat on the floor.

What were the chances that both bracelets would be there? It made no sense for gwyn to be so upset, she had gotten excited to hold one last thing from catrin. Something important to both.

A knock took her out of her thoughts.

On the door stood Emerie holding a cloak. She waved at her with a small smile on her lips, “ the girls wanted to show you something,” Emerie informed her when she saw her confused expression. Once Emerie was next to her she put the cloak around her and the hood up, then she sat next to her. “ I’m sorry being here is causing you so much pain.” Emerie said, resting her hand on Gwyn’s.

Gwyn rested her head on Emeries shoulder. “It’s a pain I had to face, I couldn’t keep running from it.” She whispered, closing her eyes. After a moment of silence she opened one eye to look at Emerie, “ sometimes I wonder if she would have liked who I am now,” she grabbed a strand of her short hair, “ or my new hair” she chucked a bit.

Emerie snorted and hugged Gwyn closer to her. “ I’m sure she would have loved your hair,” she said looking at her, “ and you haven’t changed in a bad way Gwyn, she would be so proud of you.”

Gwyn blushed and silence filled the room.

Emerie coughed blushing , “ un anyways, the girls want to show you something, it’s outside.” She said putting her own hood up. “ It's raining like crazy,” Gwyn nodded, not sure what to say after their little moment.

Emerie was the first one to stand up and offered Gwyn a hand. Gwyn took it with a smile

They both walked in silence to the green areas of the temple, once they got out they saw many prostheses and children with their hoods up offering gwyn smiles. Nesta made her way to her friends and hugged Gwyn, she parted from her and holding her hand kept walking towards the graveyard.

The three of them made their way through the different graves, they reached a small hill where one singular stone lay.

Catrin berdara

XXX

Beloved sister, Hero and Valkyrie

“When we heard you wanted to come, we thought it would be a lovely gesture” Nesta started unsure of Gwyns emotions, not being able to read her expression.

“ We apologize if we overstepped Gwyn,” Emerie started anxiously.

Gwyn's eyes were glued to the carving, a small glint caught her eye and on top of the storm layed a friendship bracelet with different tones of blues and a small star charm. Gwyn walked to the stone and kneeled holding the bracelet to her chest.

Nesta and Emerie looked at each other and kneeled beside their friends. One on each side of Gwyn, they both put a hand on her shoulder and let her grieve. Gwyn sobbed and cried until she felt lighter, when she felt ready she looked at both of her friends and then at her sister.

“ She would have loved to become a Valkyrie,” Gwyn whispered.

“She become one that night” Nesta whispered

“ And she will always be remembered as a hero, ” Emerie said, “ you both will.”

“Can I have a moment alone?” She asked both of them

The girls gave Gwyn a kiss on her head and headed away from the grave, giving her some privacy.

Gwyn whipped her tears and smiled at the grave, “ I love you sister,” she started, “ and you were right, you will forever be with me but it’s time for me to live for us, for me.” She looked back at Emerie. “ I think I found my handsome mate,” she chuckled lightly, shaking . “ Thank you for everything Catrin, you will always be with me”

Gwyn looked down and saw the bracelets glowing, the small charms coming off.

[cateyesinlove]

Gwyn x Emerie

For day two of @gwynweekofficial ; the song I love for gwyn is girls from girl in read.

“ They’re so pretty, it hurts. I’m not talking bout boys, I’m taking about girls.”

Everyone assumes my girl is straight but we all might be surprised! I know that Emerie and Gwyn don’t have a huge chance of ending together but I feel like this is the perfect pair for SJM to write friends to lovers 🥹🫶🏽

[cateyesinlove]

꧁ “𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞."

"𝐎𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝," 𝐄𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝, 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐆𝐰𝐲𝐧’𝐬“꧂

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𝐀𝐫𝐭 𝐛𝐲 @vale.jzart

𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐦𝐞

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Here we are 😭 the final day of mermay and the beginning of pride! ♥️ I wanted to combine this two ideas with one of my favorite crack ships ( or is it👀 hehehe) I know there is a lot of people who ship this in the dark because of.. other shippers but I can’t wait to drop all my beautiful #gwynerie commissions for this next months! 🥰

[cateyesinlove]

“𝐆𝐰𝐲𝐧 𝐬𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝. 𝐄𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐆𝐰𝐲𝐧’𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬.”

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Gwyn was looking for Azriel. She had told him to see her in the dance floor so she could help him shake off his bad mood, after all that’s what friends did.

Friends..

She could hardly believe she had so many of them now

She kept looking from left to right when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She tens until she realize it was Emerie.

She smiled at the Illyrian in front of her, she looked stunning and breath taking with her golden dress.

A light among the darkness.

“ you okay?” Emerie asked with concerned

“ oh yes, yes everything is fine Emerie,” Gwyn smiled laying her hand on top of her friends.

“ I just saw you looking everywhere in the dance floor, I was concerned you weren’t feeling okay and were looking for the way out,” Emerie said

“Oh so you came to my rescue?” She joked

“ absolutely, as a Valkyrie is my responsibility and duty to rescue all damsels in distress” winking at Gwyn, Emerie grabbed her hand and kiss it never breaking eye contact.

Gwyn snorted and then hide her face between her hands as she blushed.

Emerie chuckled enamored with Gwyn’s reactions.

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A small sneak peak of my one shot and piece for @gwynweekofficial this year for free day prompt! 🥹🥰

I am so excited for you all to see the masterpiece of @faetyrr.official she capture them perfectly 🥹