#carynthian

[stargirlie25]

´´Shes proof that you can walk through hell and still be an angel´´

Gwyneth berdara.

#pro gwyneth berdara #pro gwyn #gwyn #gwyneth berdara #valkyrie #carynthian

[heyovivi]

𝙒𝙊𝙍𝙆 𝙄𝙉 𝙋𝙍𝙊𝙂𝙍𝙀𝙎𝙎 | 𝙂𝙒𝙔𝙉𝙀𝙏𝙃 𝘽𝙀𝙍𝘿𝘼𝙍𝘼 . . . 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘱𝘰 𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘗𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐’𝘮 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰… . . . 𝙏𝘼𝙂𝙎: #gwynethberdara #gwynberdara #carynthian #acourtofthornsandroses #acourtofmistandfury #acourtofwingsandruin #acourtoffrostandstarlight #acourtofsilverflames #nestaarcheron #emerieacosf #acosf #sarahjmaas #valkyriesacosf https://www.instagram.com/p/CicK7hKO0Jg/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#gwynethberdara #gwynberdara #carynthian #acourtofthornsandroses #acourtofmistandfury #acourtofwingsandruin #acourtoffrostandstarlight #acourtofsilverflames #nestaarcheron #emerieacosf #acosf #sarahjmaas #valkyriesacosf

[shadowriel]

You know how the Valkyries won the blood rite with the power of friendship? Isn’t that what the batboys did too?

What if there’s some magic on Ramiel that’s not only choosing the strongest warriors, but the one with the biggest hearts?

#and also the fact that they were more focussed on protecting each other and succeeding #love is one hell of a motivator #acotar #acosf #blood rite #carynthian #valkyrie #batboys #nesta archeron #emerie #gwyn berdara #rhysand #cassian #azriel

[harperbrynne]

Emerie Week Day 6: Emerie’s Future

Emerie will never be forgotten. Her strength and her determination. Carynthian. Valkyrie. Emerie’s story and the Valkyrie book will be passed down for generations and will never cease to inspire young girls everywhere.

Nesta read a line at random on the fifth page. Whether the sun beat hot on their brows or freezing rain turned their bones to ice, Nesta, Emerie, and Gwyneth arrived at practice each morning, ready to...” The back of her throat ached; her eyes stung. “We’re in a book.” Gwyn’s fingers slid into hers, squeezing tight. Nesta looked up to find her holding Emerie’s free hand as well. Gwyn smiled again, her eyes bright. “Our stories are worth telling.”

@emerieweek2022

#emerieweek2022 #emerie acosf #emerie of illyria #emerie acotar #emerie #carynthian #valkyries acosf #the valkyries #valkyries #acosf #a court of silver flames

[unyieldingwings]

Idk why, but I feel like Gwyn and Emerie getting Carynthian status and Nesta getting Oristian status in the Blood Rite diminishes the value of the other Illyrians like Rhyz, Cas and Az earning Carynthian status and other warriors who survive the Blood Rite.

The Illyrians who participate have been training their whole lives, and for Nesta and the others to just be able to do it after several months of training? I get it they got both Illyrian and Valkyrie training, it still sounds weird to me.

It’s entertaining to read, but I don’t think it makes much sense.

#acotar #acosf #nesta archeron #gwyn #emerie #blood rite #illyrian #cassian #Carynthian #Oristian #Arktosian #Valkyrie

[starfall-spirit]

A Court of Twisted Wisdom

Summary: See ACOTW Masterlist

Chapter IX: Carynthian

Ayla

Two males.

One golden-haired, the other wine red.

The three of us stood in a triangular formation, our blades pointed to the true center, directly over a large black bowl. My hands were burning where I gripped the hilts of my favorite weapons but I couldn't drop them. Yielding the blades made for a dark future.

~~~~

I woke with a groan as an obnoxious banging clanged through my room. "What the hell?!"

In my cocky father came, banging a wooden spoon and steel pot. "Rise and shine, kid. It's time for celebration."

"Celebrating what?" I snarled, misting his current weapons of choice.

"I'm offended!"

"Be glad it was the pot and spoon and not you," I retorted. I'm lucky he doesn't care that I'm mouthy.

"Children, play nice," Uncle Az drawled from the doorway.

"Dear Uncle, please tell my loving father to take his celebration elsewhere so I can sleep."

The culprit grinned. "Well, Az, I guess little miss I-reached-the-top doesn't care about initiation day. You wanna go tell Rox she's—"

I scrambled out of the bed, practically falling on my face. "I'm up! I'm up!" I shoved my father back over the threshold, slamming the door on both of them so I could get bathed and dressed. I was finished bathing in fifteen minutes and when I returned to my room I found a new set of leathers, this one adorned with silvery swirls through the black, the design seeming more formal than the everyday training leathers. I could also see the cut of the armor was different, showing a bit more elegance. A slip of paper rested on top of them, the scrawls of Uncle Rhys' handwriting present.

Ceremonial leathers, custom-made a few weeks back. I knew you'd make it. Wear them with pride, Carynthian.

Still in a robe, I sat to brush and braid my hair before sliding into the black and silver outfit on my bed. It fits like a second skin, of course. I grinned before flouncing out of my room to meet my family for breakfast. I plopped down between Mor and Nyx. "Well, aren't you in a good mood," my cousin commented, passing me a large bowl of fruit salad.

"Should I be in a bad one?"

"No. I just figured considering—"

"A lot of people got hurt on the mountain. I'll hold my head as high as any other survivors there today. Where's Rox?"

"Getting dressed, I think," Nyx informed me, only a second later whining, "You're gonna outrank me now."

I smirked. "Brains versus brawn, dear cousin. Brains versus brawn."

My father snickered at my retort, a proud Carynthian himself. "Well-spoken."

~~~~~

I had no doubt that there would be questions throughout the camp. I had returned earlier by winnowing in with Rox, begging the question of if I belonged here anymore. When I flew in, making a steady landing the camp was dead silent. I didn't need any gift to know what was running through their heads at that moment.

"They're flying."

"Initiation leathers."

"Here with the High Lord, spymaster, and general."

Uncle Az squeezed my shoulder before leaning down. "Get in the line up, girls. Keep your heads high. If any of the males near you so much as think of touching you they'll be dealing with their worst nightmare."

I nodded, following his order and standing to the right of an abnormally tall warrior. "Glad to see you're still with us."

I eyed the male to my left, noting the trademark hazel eyes and dark hair of most Illyrians. Two oddballs in a bigger group, Rox and I had taken after our mothers from ears to hair to eyes. "Pardon me?"

"Everybody knows what happened up there." My stomach twisted. No. Not everything, I told myself. Only Uncle Rhys knows. I cocked my head, keeping my expression neutral even as two more warriors came up beside Roxanna in my right periphery. "Clipped and killed on Devlon's orders."

He was on the mountain too. Likely a good way lower than we had been, seeing as we were the only two to reach the stone. He just heard rumors. Before I could respond a firm hand fell on my shoulder, making me jump. Az showed no emotion in response to my reaction. Good. I don't need pity. "We're doing initiation by rank. You're the last ones. Head down to the end."

I nodded, a bit relieved and also praying the conversation wouldn't start over as I moved down the line from the back side. As I stepped into place the initiation began, the voice of our High Lord ringing through the camp. I noticed Roxanna straightening slightly, now to my left. There was a big difference between our father and uncle and our High Lord. "Do you pledge to serve your court and its legions by air and ground from this day forward until you enter eternity?" he asked the first warrior, referencing Prythian's death prayer.

"By my life and honor I vow to serve, High Lord."

"I name you Arktosian."

Down the line he went, naming the Arktosian before moving on to the Oristian. Only three this year, including the male I'd spoken to a few moments prior. "Do you pledge to serve your court and its legions by air and ground from this day forward until you enter eternity?"

The voice that responded chilled my blood, snatching the air from my lungs. "By my life and honor I vow to serve, High Lord." I masked my terror but just then my uncle chose to look in my direction. He could still read me. Not mind to mind. Just reading me like a book.

He's one of them. He didn't die that night.

"Tell me," he began to improvise, throwing a blanket of tension over the camp, "just out of curiosity, what was the most monstrous thing you did when getting through this Rite."

"Pardon me, my lord?" Not your typical initiation question. Even Aunt Feyre was giving her mate an odd look.

"No one comes out of there without killing, but some other activities you've been named guilty of are most definitely not required." The tang of the male's fear filled the area around us. "Ayla, come here."

I stiffened at the command but stepped forwards and across the few people between myself and my head attacker. Roxanna had kept the same mask on as I had, but I'd identified the male's voice. I faced the male and that night hit me all over again. Phantom bruises had my body throbbing and the memory of him thrusting into me nearly had me loosing my new-found power on the bastard. I gave a firm nod in a double confirmation. "Take your place again."

I obeyed, starting towards the end of the line. "Has she told you what she did to us in return? Abuse of her inheritance is what I'd call it. Hardly sportsmanlike. At least things started out fine. I wouldn't mind another round of—" He fell to his knees, roaring in agony. The smallest thought had the bones in his wings shattering. Not a few clean breaks. An agonizing destruction that left the bones in thousands of fragments. "You bitch!" he spat. "You heartless bitch!"

One last thought snapped his neck, my face cold as he slumped to the floor. All eyes were on me yet mine only went to my uncle's. "Can we continue now?"

He nodded once, showing no opinion of my violent behavior even as I looked past him to see the shock of my gathered family. There were now two warriors between him and me. One. I took a deep breath as the male nearest me was named Oristian.

"Roxanna." I couldn't hold back my tiny smile. She was the only one he addressed by name, the same pride he'd had for Nyx radiating between them. It was obvious, but the crowd had expected their High Lord to have a favorite today. "Do you pledge to serve your court and its legions by air and ground from this day forward until you enter eternity?"

"By my honor and my life I vow to serve."

"I name you Carynthian."

Her right hand twitched as a swirling pattern appeared on the back of her hand, tiny symbols I didn't have time to study woven between the diamond-shaped mandala of shadows. My uncle took the last few steps to reach me.

"Ayla. Do you pledge to serve your court and its legions by air and ground from this day forward until you enter eternity?"

"By my honor and my life I vow to serve. On my family's names I vow to defend our court until my last breath." I barely caught that upward flick of his brow at the breaking of the traditional vows. But that shock was simply replaced with greater pride.

"I name you Carynthian." A physical chill shot down my spine, seeming to be the complete opposite feeling others had described when their tattoos appeared. Still I was thrilled to know I now had a mark to show I had survived the Blood Rite. Uncle Rhys turned to the crowd. "May our newest warriors serve with pride. Let the festivities begin."

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@goddess-aelin // @pandavelaris // @s-uppertime // @faeriequeensuriel

AN: I know this is a day late. I forgot last night. Sorry. I'll try to get the promised Renaissance chapter out by tonight, but it's gonna be a busy day.

#a court of twisted wisdom #acotar #next generation #nessian child mc #carynthian #fanfiction #blood rite #initiation #she totally deserved this moment #so proud of my girs #crossover fic

[silly--fangirl]

Gwyn is an absolutely adorable, lovely, awesome and strong person. A badass, first reborn valkyrie. A priestess of the Mother. A carynthian. A descendant of water nymphs. A breathtaking singer. A beautiful woman.

AND SOME PEOPLE HATE ON HER BASICALLY BECAUSE OF A MAN?

#acotar #acosf #gwyn berdara #gwyn acosf #gwyn acotar #gwyneth berdara #pro gwyneth berdara #pro gwyneth #pro gwyn #pro gwyn berdara #pro valkyries #the valkyries acosf #the valkyries #valkyrie gwyn #priestess acotar #priestess acosf #carynthian acosf

[nikethestatue]

#kinda obsessed #the bat boys #Carynthians #Azriel #cassian #rhysand

[officialvalkyrieweek]

Hello again Valkyries!!!!

We have some exciting news coming in March 2024 regarding Valkyrie week. This will include the dates that Valkyrie week will be held. We are also planning to have our prompts out by at least April so everyone can get prepared to write, create art, or even commission art for themselves.

⚠️ AI art will NOT be tolerated ⚠️

Thank you all for your patience and we hope to see you all again for Valkyrie week 2024 ⚔️🪽

#acotar #emerie of illyria #nesta archeron #gwyneth berdara #gwyn berdara #pro emerie #pro nesta #pro nesta archeron #pro gwyn berdara #pro gwyneth berdara #the valkyries #valkyries acosf #pro valkyries #lady death #queen of queens #carynthians #sarah j maas

[tato-acm]

27. 12. 2023 - quarta-feira

>> fav gwyn fc: kennedy walsh (20/?)

Gwyn: Shadowsinger, I heard about the snowball fight. 

Azriel: Yeah, Cassian won. 

Gwyn: And you had prepared for a year?! Woah, that sucks! *nods enthusiastically*

Azriel: …Yes, it does actually-

Gwyn: I mean, a WHOLE YEAR preparing for something like that and then just… *shakes head with fake pity* 

Azriel: *narrows eyes, studying her*

Gwyn: Just so you know, I’m so sorry for your loss. *holds back grin*

Azriel: Are you now?

Gwyn: Uh-hum *singsongs, biting her lip to hold a grin*

Shadows: *run to dance around Gwyn, following her singsong*

Azriel: Does this have anything to do with the fact I didn’t get you a prize-

Gwyn: Not at all... *slow grin* Because we actually won.

#competitive carynthians 💙🩵 #gwyn berdara #azriel shadowsinger #gwynriel #gwyneth berdara #gwyn x kenny #autumn baby 🍁 #gwyn x autumn

[stargirlie25]

Saw this pic on Pinterest and it screamed Gwyneth Berdara.

Now one of my headcanon for Gwyn is that she goes to battles with war paint streaked across her face. Plus Gwyn is a priestess and war paint symbolizes spiritual power.

#pro Gwyneth berdara #valkyrie #priestess #carynthian #acotar

[jmoonjones]

It felt wrong to not have them too.

Side note: Illyria deserves to have court status. What if they break apart from the night court and invent democracy to get their leader? Then maybe Emerie gets elected (Devlon redemption arc: he becomes a champion for women’s rights). She doesn't have baggage/feuds/a nemesis with the other courts and also brings a healthy dose of common sense to the table oh and now it's a political thriller following Emerie (and her Valkyrie/Illyrian friends) establish Illyria as a respected equal of the other courts and maybe this is why I stick to mood boards

#I'd read the bones out of that #I could never do it justice #President Emerie #Prime Minister Emerie #Premier Emerie #Carynthian Emerie #It's the political thriller I never knew I wanted #acotar #acotar moodboard #a court of thorns and roses #dusk court #acotar fanart #Illyria #nessian are involved ofc #Lucien is there too #Devlon is a Valkyrie simp

[lordofhaterism]

Illyrian tattoo draft featuring one eh cassian sketch

#i have GOT to get better at anatomy #also this is mostly based on henna #the back is really where illyrian tattoos shine i think. i imagine the orestian carynthian etc tattoos are there #i like ti think it varies by region also #a court of thorns and roses #acotar #acotar fanart

[silverflameataraxia]

I've always had this headcanon where Gwyn is dressed up for some super formal event, and as she's walking down the stairs, making her entrance as both Valkyrie and Carynthian, Az notices his shadows adorning her outfit. Everyone else assumes that they're mates, but Az is still clueless.

@azrielweek2022

Day 7: Free Day

#azrielweek2022 #acotar #acosf #gwyneth berdara #gwynriel #gwyn #azriel #gwyn x az #valkyrie trio #carynthians #azriel's shadows #gwyneth #valkyries #azriel spymaster #gwyn x azriel #valkyrie #azriel acotar #azriel x gwyn #the valkyries #azriel shadowsinger #gwyn berdara #azriel berdara #gwynriel headcanon #pro gwynriel #azgwyn #gwynriel supremacy #gwyn acosf #gwyn and azriel #being into a ship is hard i wish i didn't care about gwynriel as much as i do but alas here i am? #gwyn acotar

[fuckmelifesucks]

Carynthian

Alright so we have Gwyn and Emerie completing the blood rite and becoming Carynthian. This is purely my own opinion about the two receiving the title. I don't mean to hate on any of the characters. So don't come at me.

So in my opinion, it should only be emerie who should receive the title of Carynthian. From what we know, the titles of Arktosian, Oristian and Carynthian are solely for the illyrians(and half illyrians cuz Rhys).

Gwyn, even though she did complete the blood rite, is not illyrian. So i just don't think that she should get the title of Carynthian.

I always see posts of Gwyn being called Carynthian repeatedly. But i can't remember ever seeing emerie specifically being called Carynthian(maybe that's on me cuz i don't frequently go to her tags) when she should be the one being called Carynthian first.

Emerie is an illyrian. So i think she is the one who deserves the title the most. And the blood rite is an illyrian thing so i honestly don't see a white female being called Carynthian having much of an impact on the illyrians. It would only feel like—i dont know—maybe disrespectful and offensive to the illyrians.

I feel like if it were emerie being called Carynthian time and again then it would be a big 'fuck u' to the illyrians. The same illyrians who treat their females like shit and don't think they would make good warriors.

Emerie should be the one who gets to be called Carynthian. She is the one who suffered at the hands of the illyrians (misogyny and wing chipping). She should be the one to hold the title as a 'fuck u' to the illyrians. Not Gwyn.

And Gwyn(again no hate on the character) was passed out when they completed the br. It was emerie who carried Gwyn to the finish line. So in my opinion, emerie should be the only one getting the title of Carynthian.

It just feels weird for me to call Gwyn a Carynthian because she is a white female (not to be racist). Emerie, in my opinion, doesn't get the same hype of being Carynthian as Gwyn when she should be the one getting the most hype.

And even when u search up Carynthian, most of the time Gwyn is the one who shows up first when it should be emerie. She is the only one who truly passed the br. While carrying a passed out Gwyn, no less.

So basically i think emerie should be the only one getting the Carynthian title.

Again these are just my thoughts about the title thing. I have nothing against any characters. This is solely my own opinion. Feel free to drop your opinions too.

#acotar #acosf #illyrians #illyrian #valkyrie #valkyries #valkyrie acosf #valkyries acosf #emerie #emerie acosf #emerie acotar #a court of silver flames #a court of thorns and roses #carynthians #blood rite #pro emerie #nesta archeron #gwyneth berdara #gwyn acosf

[oristianvalkyrie]

Emerie winning the blood rite and becoming Carynthian is actually the most important thing to happen in the Acotar series .

Emerie an Illyrian woman that had her wings clipped by her abusive father. A father that made Emerie dig her own mothers grave after he beat her to death. And later beat Emerie so bad that he broke her back.

Emerie who originally joined training to spite her abusive father. Then continued to train for months while simultaneously running her own business. And having to deal with family members harassing her.

Emerie was kidnapped from her own bed and forced to compete in a death tournament. Yet still managed to win the entire thing. Being the first Illyrian woman to do so.

And that was just in one book! Imagine where she’ll be by the end of the series.

#emerie of illyria #pro emerie #valkyries acosf #acosf