#gwynriel baby

[sunshinebingo]

@gwynrielweeksofficial Day 14 - Free Day

Aaand it's the end of Gwynriel Weeks 2024. Kudos to everyone who has managed this event ❤️. It was amazing to see all this love for my favourite ship and also to be able to participate in it. Thank you!! ❤️

Today's fic is a gift to @avabrynne (my little love letter to you is on Ao3 😉)

Synopsis: Catrin finds a baby in their backyard and tries to convince Azriel and Gwyn to keep it.

Word Count: 1.7k

Read on Ao3 or below the cut

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Azriel’s head whipped around so fast his neck almost cracked. If he told his wife that, the only thing she would hear would be the cracking part and make a joke about him getting old.

“Daddy. I found an orphan.”

“What?”

He placed his knife on the kitchen countertop and looked towards the back door, to the little girl walking in with a few leaves in her pigtails and her lavender sweater balled up in her tiny arms. He removed the kitchen towel that was thrown over his left shoulder and wiped his hands before placing it down next to the knife and chopping board.

“I found an orphan in our garden.”

Azriel approached his daughter, mouth opening to ask what on earth she was talking about, when a little noise coming from the sweater made him stop. The little noise sounded a lot like it belonged to something with claws and fur. As if to confirm what it was, the little thing decided to poke its little head – after struggling for a few seconds– out of the sweater.

“Look daddy, look. She’s a baby,” Catrin exclaimed as though he wasn’t seeing the fluffy black kitten too.

The tiny creature looked around with bright yellow, almost gold, eyes. It seemed more curious than afraid despite being in the arms of an excited child. Cat beamed at the kitten in her arms. She jumped on the spot, causing the kitten’s head to move this way and that while its body remained trapped in its prison made of wool.

“Ok honey, calm down,” Azriel said and reached out his hands to take the kitten from his daughter’s arms before its head flew off.

Cat pointed at the door leading to their garden. “She was alone in that bush,” she explained, leaving Azriel to guess in which of the several bushes in their backyard she could be referring to.

Azriel held the sweater in the crook of his arm and extricated the kitten from it with his right hand. He handed the sweater back to Cat when he was done and took a closer look at the black ball of fur. It looked quite thin to him but showed no sign of injuries.

“How do you know it’s an orphan?”

“She told me,” Cat replied with a shrug.

The kitten meowed. Azriel had no idea whether it was to confirm or deny what Cat had said. He looked down at his daughter but decided against questioning her supposed ability to talk to animals.

“She?” he asked instead.

“The baby,” Cat pointed to the kitten that was busy trying to climb on Azriel’s shoulder.

He pulled the little thing away, removing its claws from his t-shirt when it tried to hold on, and turned it around.

“It’s a he.”

“He who?” Cat furrowed her brows.

“The baby,” Azriel explained as he brought the kitten closer to Cat’s face. “It’s a male.”

Cat giggled at the paw that reached out to boop her nose. There was dirt on her knees, on her bare feet and forearms. The blue jumper she wore was in a barely better state than the rest of her. Azriel smiled at her dishevelled state but sighed internally for the fact that he had thought of changing her clothes before letting her play outside. Gwyn would have been pissed if Cat had ruined yet another one of her school clothes.

“You’re my baby brother now,” Cat announced to the kitten while she petted its head.

Azriel laughed. “Hold up honey. What if his mommy comes back for him?”

Cat wrapped her arms around one of her father’s legs. “But he was alone,” she reminded Azriel, looking up at him with her big blue eyes and a pout on her lips. Not for the first time in 4 years, Azriel noticed Cat’s striking resemblance with Gwyn whenever she used the puppy eyes on him in a desperate attempt to get him to agree with something he had said no to. Apart from having her father’s black hair, everyone who knew Gwyn could see that Cat, on the outside, was a pretty good copy of her.

“Mommy can be his mommy too.”

Azriel’s eyes darted from his daughter to the kitten nipping at his finger with his sharp teeth. He knew that it was common for cats to adopt their humans instead of the opposite and this one did not seem to be an exception to this rule. The longer he took to reply, the tighter Cat wrapped her arms around his leg.

“Daddy pleeease.” She threw her head back and dragged the last word until Azriel sighed and stopped her with an, “Ok fine.” Cat gasped and looked at him with hope in her eyes.

Azriel hadn’t had a pet since he was a child. He had always been fond of cats. His daughter had also been asking for a pet for a while now – well, either that or a sibling. Azriel had been on Cat’s side the whole time in trying to convince Gwyn to agree to either of those. With the way this little thing here was purring and scratching at his shirt, he thought perhaps it was a trick of fate that had sent him here.

“OK listen. We will give him back to his mommy if she comes back,” he stated as firmly as he could to Cat as she gripped the fabric of his pants and nodded with a widening smile. “And we’ll have to ask your own mommy if she agrees with this.”

Her messy pigtails moved when she nodded again and started jumping. “If she says yes, then we can keep the baby,” Azriel added.

The squeal that Cat let out was so loud that even the kitten jumped in surprise. She released his legs and started running excitedly around the kitchen while waving her dirty sweater. Azriel lifted the kitten up to his face. “You still got time to run buddy.”

The little thing meowed, and tried again to climb on his shoulder.

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“Mommy, mommy. I found an orphan. Can we keep it mommy?”

Gwyn stopped at the threshold with one foot still outside. She didn’t have the time to put the other one in before her daughter was hugging her leg. It wasn’t the first time that Cat greeted her at door when she came back home. Though usually Gwyn was greeted with a “hi mommy” before the babbles started.

“Can we keep it mommy please?” Cat asked very loudly while jumping on the spot.

Gwyn placed her bag on the small bench near the front door. She picked Cat up and smooched her cheek. Her daughter smelled like the bubble-gum shower gel she liked so much. Judging by Cat’s clean matching yellow t-shirt and shorts, she guessed that her daughter must have had her bath not long before her arrival. Even her hair was styled in the twin French braids that Azriel was so skilled at doing now.

“Hello to you too, my darling.”

Cat wrapped her arms around Gwyn’s neck and returned her mother’s kiss with another one of her own.

“Now, what was it you were saying?” She asked as she walked them further inside the house.

Cat beamed at her and placed her hands on Gwyn’s cheeks. “Can we keep the little orphan, mommy?”

Gwyn’s brows furrowed. “What orphan?”

“The baby.”

“What baby?”

“The orphan,” Cat said like it should be obvious.

She had had many interesting conversations with her daughter before but this one felt particular strange.

“What on earth are you –”

Gwyn stopped abruptly when she reached the living area.

“Can we keep it mommy pleeease,” Cat kept going, shaking her mother’s face, while Gwyn took in what her eyes were seeing.

Azriel was lying down on his back, shirtless, on the carpet beside the coffee table, with a little black kitten on his chest. The kitten was hitting and biting the finger that Azriel kept waving at it.

“Hello, my love,” he greeted her but didn’t look away from the kitten. There was no doubt his smile was more for the little thing than for Gwyn. Azriel laughed every time the kitten missed his finger when he removed his hand faster than it could hit it.

“What is this?” Gwyn whispered to no one in particular. Her body was still frozen and her eyes glued on the scene before her.

“It’s a baby,” Cat replied.

The kitten attacked Azriel’s hand again, wrapping its tiny paws around his wrist and turned on itself but it only managed to slide off his chest and fall down clumsily on its back. Gwyn gasped and let out a shriek louder than when the enemies in the enemies-to-lovers book she was currently reading finally became lovers. She placed an equally excited Catrin on the ground before she ran towards a stunned Azriel. Gwyn sat on the floor beside him and picked up the kitten.

“Hi little baby,” she cooed while petting it. “Aren’t you the cutest little kitty.”

Cat reached her mother and leaned over her shoulder to watch. Azriel rose from the floor and stretched out his legs before filling Gwyn in on everything that she had missed before she came back. He rested his back against their grey couch and pulled Gwyn by the waist until she sat on one of his legs. Though his wife wasn’t paying him any attention, he still kissed her cheek and lips. It only took a second before Cat felt left out and moved to sit on his other one. The little girl brought her face close to Azriel’s until he kissed her on the cheek too. And another one on the tip of her nose where it always made her smile the most. Azriel wrapped his arms around them both and they all snuggled against him. Meanwhile the kitten between them was only interested in playing with whatever moved in front of its face.

“So, we are keeping it?” Azriel asked unnecessarily.

“Of course we are.”

The kitten stopped and stared at Catrin when she squealed from her mother’s answer. But then it went back to what it was doing, as though the little thing was already used to all this.

[velidewrites]

They love to flirt 🦇

[nessiandefenseattorney]

*Cass, Az and Emerie sunbathing after training*

Nesta & Gwyn: um, what are you doing?

Cassian: well we gotta keep the tan on

Azriel: it’s not a skin colour, it’s a lifestyle

Emerie: you see you wouldn’t know that because you’re white as a ghost

Cassian: you’re haunting this house with your whiteness ladies

[arcturustarlight]

I'm gonna be honest. I think (it's just a guess I'm not sure of myself) SJM wasn't actually quite sure who to pair Azriel with. He was obsessed with Mor for 500 years and during ACOMAF, the reader would get hints that Mor too, feels something anything for him despite everything.

Then we had Elain who their dynamic would be the pretty brother x pretty sister (some people need to wake up, Elain is NOT a quiet, shy, introverted damsel). She got some ideas, leading them out in ACOWAR but noticing how it didnt work and the mate that was wrong for Nesta was right for Elain.

When she plans a mate, she plans a HEA. Lucien was supposed to be Nesta's mate but given the fact that they would kill each other, she gave him to Elain.

I truly guess that after Gwyn entered the series and had interaction with Az, she was like let's gooooo. Like ACOSF was the best opportunity for the following book in the series and its love interest (aka, Az and his mate)

Morrigan was barely present in ACOSF, Elain and Az barely talked until the bonus chapter where the ship sank to the bottom of the ocean (where it belongs). Az has two bonus scenes and had hints with Gwyn (privet dagger handling, see you tomorrow, Shadowsinger, the shadow darted to dance with her breath, her smile glowing, a smile creeping to his lips. A thing of secret, lovely beauty.)

All the evidence leads to Az being the main character in the next book (thank fuck, he needs some development and therapy) with my beautiful, angelic Gwyn as his LI.

[lovelygwyneth]

this is so canon i’m dying 😫😫

[gwyns]

everytime an e/riel tries to hop on my dick by sending me an annoying ask, i'm going to post something i love about gwynriel or elucien

one of my absolute favorite things to imagine gwynriel doing is them constantly falling asleep on each other. on the other's shoulder, in their lap, side by side, etc... it makes my heart happy 🩷

[azrielsbxtch]

Gwyn : What do we get if we finish the course?

Azriel : “Since there’s no chance in hell any of you will finish the course, we didn’t bother to get a prize.”

Gwyn : “We look forward to proving you wrong”

[sunnybyler]

is it controversial for me to say that i think i’d be disappointed if gwynriel was announced as the next book as someone who very much ships them? because like, don’t get me wrong. i’m sure i’ll eat their book up when it’s time. but i just…. feel like it’s not time yet. i feel like az still needs to grow a lot and gwyn was JUST introduced last book. i mean, quite frankly, the ship itself wasn’t even hinted at until the bonus chapter. i think we need some more building for both of them. also full transparency elucien is one of my favorite ships of all time so i might be biased in that sense. but we’ve been waiting on them for EIGHT YEARS. now i’m grateful to not have been in the fandom that long bc i’m decently new and i’m already clawing at the walls so i cant even imagine y’all who have. but the buildup for elucien has just been SOOO many years in the making now. esp when books are coming out so slow?? i just don’t think i can stomach waiting another 4 years for them when they’ve already been mated since acomaf. like i genuinely think having to sit through ANOTHER painfully awkward solstice would make me end up on national news

[ennawrite]

Sue me but it’s not sexist to think Gwyn & Azriel could possibly be mates off of the Gwyn having “pliable bones” comment in a book where it was HEAVILY discussed (to the point of it being a whole god damn plot line) how women need a certain anatomy to birth Illyrian babies.

I also think it’s important to remember that at the end of the day, you are reading a book by SJM. There will probably be more babies.

[whatreallyhappenedinbudapest]

friendly reminder:

AZRIEL HICCUPS WHEN HE'S DRUNK

[sunshinebingo]

Gwynriel - 400 words - Fluff

“Where is your other shoe, Cat?”

Gwyn’s daughter looks down at her feet, wiggles the toes of the bare one, then lifts her head to look at her mother again.

“The doggy took it,” Catrin replies, pointing to the garden where Lucien’s dog is playing with the small rainbow sneaker.

Gwyn sighs. She knows her daughter enough to not put aside the possibility that she might have removed the shoe herself to play fetch with the dog which is taller than her. As if said dog does not have enough toys for every dog in Prythian to play with.

“Go put on your shoe, baby. Or the doggy will have your feet next.”

“But...,”

Gwyn watches as a number of expressions – ranging from confusion to worry – cross the little girl’s face. Her blue eyes widen and her lips part in a gasp as she slaps her round cheeks and squishes her face.

“How will I walk without my feet?” she asks, voice so full of concern that Gwyn almost regrets having told her that. Almost.

She purses her lips to suppress the smile that Cat’s adorable face is bringing to her own. “Then you have to put the shoe back on so he won’t get your feet,” she tells her daughter with her serious-mommy-voice.

Scared of losing her ability to walk – probably also to run around and wreck havoc like she often does – Cat turns on her heels and runs behind the dog until she manages to snatch the shoe right from under its massive paws.

Gwyn carefully adjusts the pile of plates in her hands and starts walking again. But before she can take ten steps ahead, she notices Cat running towards her again.

“Mommy can you help me put it on please?” she waves the shoe frantically in the air.

Gwyn eyes the plates that she is supposed to carry to the table where everyone will be having lunch together in a few moments.

“Give me a minute and I’ll help you, baby.”

Cat's brows furrow in the same way that her father's do whenever Gwyn says something that he disagrees with. Apparently, a minute is too much for little Cat to wait. The moment Gwyn turns her back to her, Cat runs inside the house, her loose black hair flowing behind her.

“Can someone help me put my shoe on? The doggy wants my feet,” she hears her little girl shouting to anyone who will listen inside. All Gwyn can do is shake her head and laugh.

[pan-withnoplan]

I have never in my life seen a gwynriel say feyre ships gwyn and az. Did you mean nesta? The shadow babies? Rhys? Guilty as charged. Feyre? Nah.

[arcturustarlight]

Anti Gwynriel, I can take it.

But Anti Gwyneth Berdara? You better run, bitch.

[elainsgirl]

Disliking Lucien and Gwyn is ok. It doesn’t make someone terrible if they don’t like these two characters. Their dislike of the gingers doesn’t have to be because of the ship wars

“but Gwyn & Lucien didn’t even do anything wrong, they’re literally so perfect, how can you not like them!” - people are allowed to have their preferences even if you don’t agree.

antis speak about how much they detest Elain or find Azriel icky all the time yet the minute someone doesn’t obsessively love their precious red heads they call elriels toxic etc.

Idk I feel like Gwyn and Lucien have been put on this pedestal- where no one is allowed to criticise or dislike them, if you do, it ruffles a lot of feathers where as Elain and Azriel are constantly put down & no one cares.

[tato-acm]

09. 12. 2023 - sábado

The Valkyries in the House of Wind with nesssian baby Nesta: What am I gonna do? It’s been hours and it won’t stop crying! Gwyn: She, Nes. Not it. She. Nesta: I’m not so sure… Nesta: Just please take her. *hands baby to Gwyn* I have to go to the bathroom. Emerie: I have to go scream into a pillow.  *a few minutes later* Gwyn: *singing and swaying nessian baby until she stops crying* Emerie: Have I gone deaf? Gwyn: It worked! *goes back to singing* Gwyn: I can’t believe it, she’s asleep! I got her to go to sleep…  Gwyn: *big teal eyes bright with awe* I have actual magical powers! Emerie: I can hear traffic and birds! Nesta: Oh Gods, you got her to stop crying!? Gwyn: Yes, I did! I’m Gwyn: super-aunt! *grins* Nesta: You are the official baby-crier-stopper! Gwyn: Yes, I am! Nesta: You are never leaving the House of Wind! Gwyn: …Say what?

[jmoonjones]

Azriel playing peek-a-shadowbaby with Nyx