A screenshot of a fic on ao3. Title: it's a long road Author: steamingcupoftea Summary: She had every intention of moving on autopilot, heading upstairs, and collapsing in her bed to sleep the quickly approaching night away. Ascians, light, and deals with the fae be damned – those were all things she could focus on tomorrow. Naturally, though, those plans were dashed the second she entered her room. Not only was a perfect little basket of sandwiches, cut into triangles just the way her papa always made them, sat waiting for her, but Ardbert also stood not far from them – making it even worse that tears started to fill her eyes. She tried everything to keep herself together, but as she walked over to the table and saw a note left next to the sandwich basket she knew it was pointless.

Finally got some more Gwen fic written! She gets to spill absolutely everything to Ardbert because who is he gonna tell :D

Rated T | Ardbert & WoL | ~2.3k words | ShB | Angst | Conversations

🔗: archiveofourown.org/works/81915986

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Celestaux is an asshole who was blessed to live a life without seasonal allergies and I hate him.

Gwen is miserable all spring and is bitching up a storm about it. Would a potion of some sort fix things? To an extent, but she's still bitching about it.

#farmboylore #gwenlore

Gwen meanwhile swears like a sailor, she stubs her toe and she's yelling curse words in like three different languages for the next five minutes straight. Someone is clapping a hand over her mouth when she's around children to stop her from swearing up a storm.
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Gwen doesn't make it back! Her injuries were too severe and that is where her WoL journey ends and she is able to finally return home. G'raha is the one that picks up the mantle of the WoL and continues on in her memory since he was closest with her as her sort of, not really father.
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Gwen has the wind-up moogle with her through all of msq! Her moogle buddy is actually the same as the picto quest moogle, but she has no idea. He appeared and "found" her in ARR when she was alone and terrified and in desperate need of a friend and makes commentary throughout her journey
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Gwen regrets sleeping with Zenos so much and it has caused a whole lot of problems for her! It was one night and then an emotional back and forth for a while because she was in a dark point for her and he gave her something to live for - even if it was just a sort of adrenaline rush

#gwenlore

A screenshot from AO3. Fic title: making bad decisions (for you) Author: steamingcupoftea Summary: The light that engulfed the room made her squint as Feo Ul took on the power of the relics, but Gwen held her breath as she waited. They both knew there was a chance even this wouldn't have Feo Ul recognize her or Farim, that even pixie magicks couldn't cross time rifts like the one they found themselves in, but she could hope. For all the awful things that happened to them so far, she could hope for one boon. As the light faded, Gwen couldn't help the small sigh of relief as she saw Feo Ul properly – in the form she knew them from her childhood. This was the king she knew, this was Titania. Without even thinking, she got down on one knee and bowed her head before the king and heard more than saw Farim beside her do the same – a lesson learned long ago, taught by her papa when they had just begun introducing her to the people of the First. Farim had always been the more polite one of the two of them, always remembering to bow and thank the king, but that didn't mean she didn't remember her manners when it mattered most.

More Gwen fic, this time featuring Farim paying the price it took to get him into this timeline and Gwen feeling Fine About It :)

Rated T | WoL & WoL | ~1.4k words | ShB | Angst

🔗: archiveofourown.org/works/78023121

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A screenshot of a fanfiction on AO3. Title: orange juice in the kitchen Author: steamingcupoftea Summary: Gwen took another long drag off her cigarette and looked out at the barn in the back, trying to ignore the chatter coming from inside the house. Drawing straws to decide who would come out and talk to her, no doubt. It wasn't even that she didn't want to talk to them, but more that she didn't know what she would say. An apology didn't feel right, not when she meant everything she said. And having any of them try to awkwardly apologize felt worse. Apologize for what? Them trying their best to not upset her but managing to only upset her more in the process – not that they knew that because she didn't know how to just open her damn mouth and say as much?

Have some modern AU Gwen because she lives rent free in my head always, featuring yet another OC!

Rated M | No Pairing | ~2k words | Modern AU | All OCs | Discussions of Past Drug Use | Heed the Tags

🔗: archiveofourown.org/works/77177911

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A screenshot of a fanfiction on AO3. Title: i want to be let in, not out Author: steamingcupoftea Summary: Gwen's felt a weight she'd been carrying since Farim first disappeared lift as she saw him, a true smile – one that'd been missing from her face for far too long – finally returning as he descended the stairs. He was safe. Of course the Exarch had reassured her as much, but seeing him be truly whole and completely physically fine was different. Her best friend was alive, the one person who understood her was alive. That relief was enough for her to completely ignore the stone faced expression he had, the way he refused to meet her eyes as he took in the greatsword on her back.

Me doing Shadowbringers on Gwen just means I have dozens of fics to write about her

Rated T | Pre-Relationship WoL/OC | ~900 words | ShB | Angst | Reunions

🔗: archiveofourown.org/works/77172876

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Screenshot of a fanfiction on AO3. Title: homesick for somewhere that doesn't exist Author: steamingcupoftea Summary: Despite the Exarch's best efforts to hide his identity, Gwen could see no other than G'raha Tia kneeling before her. The reverence he looked up at her with made her throat nearly close up as all she could think about was her papa – all she could see was years of memories of her papa kneeling in front of her for entirely different reasons. Growing up helping her tie her shoes, kneeling down to heal her scraped knees after she ran too quickly through the streets of Sharlayan, kneeling down to brush her tears away when she fell out of the treehouse in their yard… And the last time, just weeks before she left, now years in the past, her papa kneeling down to help buckle her armor on her shins before she went off to the training fields with her aunts. The comment he'd made still rang through her mind. "You know, I don't get many opportunities anymore to kneel down to help you with things," her papa had laughed, smiling up at her.

Gwen fic time!! She's coping really well with being in Shadowbringers!!

Rated T | Exarch & WoL | Ardbert & WoL | ~1.5k words | ShB | Angst

🔗: archiveofourown.org/works/77171161

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Gwen skates like a hockey player, she's zooming around the ice and having a fucking blast while doing it. Let that girl tire herself out on the rink and then get her a hot chocolate and she'll be the happiest person ever
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i didn’t know you lived in Dallas growing up!!!! #gwenlore

Gwen, meanwhile, has a license in theory. She passed it because Celestaux made sure she would, but she is the world's biggest passenger princess. Feet up on the dash, she's got the aux, has a whole bag of snacks, and at least two beverages. She can drive, but why would she?

#gwenlore

Celestaux was 26 at the start of ARR and post-DT is now mid 30s! I said time bubble who? ARR-post EW was nearly a decade for him because I love playing with the passage of time.

Gwen, meanwhile, was 24 at the start of ARR and by EW is 28/29.

#farmboylore #gwenlore

To go with her dad's soup, Gwen is so good at baking bread. That bitch's sourdough starter has lived through some shit with her. She should probably not be trusted in the kitchen for anything else, but she'll make a damn good loaf of bread
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Gwen does sort of die/disappear at the end of EW (returning back to her proper timeline) and all of the Scions carry the torch, but G'raha especially steps up to fulfill the sole role as the WoL
#gwenlore

Celestaux’s got too much nerve damage in his hands to be able to do something so precise as picking a lock, if he really needs to get in somewhere then he's breaking the door down.

Gwen, meanwhile, keeps a bobby pin just for the possibility of needing to pick a lock.

#farmboylore #gwenlore

Thinking about Gwen growing up around WoLs and with the stories and legends of their heroics and wondering why her dad didn't talk about his past all that much and wishing that she could go on adventures like they did and then suddenly she's in it and understands that oh it was The Horrors
#gwenlore

Oh, in the moment when Fordola sees the WoL's past, she actually saw all of Gwen's time travel shit. Fordola saw Gwen growing up in future Sharlayan, getting shoved back into her dad's past, and her being completely alone at the start of ARR. For a while, Fordola is the only person to know
#gwenlore

Gwen would stab the computer the second Excel froze and would get fired and she'd be glad for it. Or she'd mouth off to a director and get fired for it. Either way she's not making it more than 8 hours on the job.
#gwenlore

Celestaux is a casual but loyal fan who doesn't expect much, but is absolutely delighted when they manage to do well. So he's a Lions fan.

And as much as it pains me to say this, Gwen is an Eagles fan because *gestures at her and at Philly (affectionate)*

#farmboylore #gwenlore

Celestaux was born in the Black Shroud, in the ruins of Gelmorra.

Gwen was born in Ishgard and moved to Sharlayan with her family at a young age.

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Gwen, however... she's obnoxious as fuck about almost any contact sport - especially women's contact sports - both when she's playing and when she's watching. She's locked in, she's screaming at refs, she's trashing play calls, and she's right - no, don't argue with her, she's right.

#gwenlore

OKAY so I've been stewing on G'raha sparring thoughts for days, so please look forward to a thread about 🫡

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A thread 🧵

Gwen would have at least three labubus and she would be pretentious about them being Real labubus and not the fake ones
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Gwen is changing her hair as she goes through story! After StB, I changed her hair from the normal braid to Hilda's hairstyle and then mid ShB she is going to do the dramatic chop it all off and have short hair! It's very fun getting to play with her hairstyles :D

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Celestaux doesn't mind it usually, but he does absolutely love it when G'raha plays with his hair.

Gwen meanwhile is SO particular about her hair, she will freak out when 99% of people touch it. (Her dads and Farim are the only people allowed.)

#farmboylore #gwenlore

Anotha one for #sixsentencesaturday, this time featuring baby Gwen :D She's never really seen her dad fight before, so naturally she's more concerned about when she gets a special rock rather than her dad's old rocks that he doesn't even use anymore

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Leofard Myste sits with his feet up on the table in his quarters and his hands in his lap while Gwen, a Duskwight Elezen woman, sits on the table with one hand resting on Leofard's calf. She is smirking down at him while he smiles back. She has the Redbills bandana around her neck, matching him.

you don't know that i love you ✨

#gwenlore #gposes

Celestaux is afraid of flying by airship and is 6'5", so absolutely. He doesnt trust machines in the air, it is unnatural and he doesn't like it one bit.

Gwen meanwhile would probably love flying, but she needs the window seat or she'll throw a fit.

#farmboylore #gwenlore