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gods for the modern agegwyn ap nudd

do not bow to fate. contest others; contest the heavens. hunt your enemies, hunt for sport, hunt because it makes you feel alive. blacken your eyes—with fists, with fury, with the shadow of the storm, it doesn’t matter which. in the end, they’re all one and the same. mount up, ride out, and drag the underworld with you: you are master of the hunt, and there are none who can escape you.

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An (as yet incomplete) audio pronunciation guide to the names in the Fae Tales verse.

It was about time I got off my ass and did this. Please excuse my tired croakiness, I’m pre-morning-medication and it’s made me a little groggy. Why do I always do these things when I’m tired? Lol. I’ll probably do a better one later one. …Just like one day I’ll edit ISWF…

Anyway! There is already an incomplete text pronunciation file, but the audio might make it easier for some.

Enjoy some ridiculous morning Australian!

Alternative titles for Game Theory

Alternative titles for Game Theory:

 ’It Will Just Be A Few Chapters of Hateporn That I’ll Never Pub-OH SHIT’

'And It Certainly Won't Be An Epic Love Story More Epic Than FtDWR and ISWF That's For - FUCKING SHIT.'

'Gwyn and Augus Will You Sort Yourselves Out JESUS NO DON'T DO THAT'

'Augus That Was Very Irresponsible Why Am I So Turned On.'

'Fucking Augus. Fucking Gwyn. …Fucking Ash.'

'Gwyn Being Sorry For Everything Doesn't Actually Make Up For Augus Being Sorry For Nothing.'

'Wow Gwyn's Family Is A Pile of Turds'

'I Should Have Split This Into Two Books.'

'Oh Look A Trilogy. FUCK.'

'Sex Doesn't Solve Anything. But Who Cares.'

'How Not To Have Any Sort Of Relationship.'

'AW AUGUS THAT SCENE WHERE YOU SADISTICALLY DREW BLOOD FROM GWYN WAS VERY NEARLY SWEET.'

'Gwyn Look At Your Life. Look At Your Choices.'

'Gentleness Hurts Like A Bitch.'

'Wow The Trows Are Cute.'

'Hey Pia Efnisien Is The Greatest Villain Can't Wait to See What You Do With HIM WHAT DO YOU MEAN HE'S DEAD.'

'Never Mind, Crielle's Here.'

'The Story of How Nearly Every Chapter Was Porn.'

'Game Theory Would Only Be About 100,000 Words If You Took The Porn Out No I'm Kind of Serious Sort Of.'

anonymous said:

just curious, what are the mbti of your characters? also, if you could guess the characters' of ftdwr and iswf mbti, what would they be?

I went and did a test for all of them, so that way I could get more accurate results than just guessing (which surprised me, because I thought Gwyn would be Augus’ MBTI type, and vice versa, lol):

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Chapter 1 - Massacre - of THE COURT OF FIVE THRONES is UP!

Title: THE COURT of FIVE THRONES
Author: not-poignant / Pia Foxhall
Rating: Explicit
Pairing: Augus Each Uisge/Gwyn ap Nudd
Tags: A fuckton, go check them out at the chapter. :D

Summary: Gwyn ap Nudd - newly crowned King of the Unseelie Kingdom - is saddled with a broken Court, not knowing who he can trust, while the bright Seelie Court bears down upon them, seeking to depower the Unseelie Kingdom once and for all. His lover and Advisor, waterhorse Augus Each Uisge, is unloved by many, fielding multiple assassination attempts. Drifting away from each other as life threatens to completely fracture the tenuous connection they have, they must both find allies and a way to survive in a world of fae fraught with chaos.

CHAPTER ONE IS HERE AT AO3

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(Some of the pledge milestones have already been hit! Which means you can expect a short story on Crielle ferch Fnwy soon, among other things!)

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All feedback is appreciated, especially on a first chapter where I’ve noticed that people are often hesitant to leave comments. You folks keep me going with the writing, so feedback is super appreciated! :D

Chapter 1 of The Wildness Within (that feral!Gwyn AU) is up!

As always, you don’t actually need to know anything about the universe to read any of the AUs. :D

Title: The Wildness Within (1/?)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: A heap, check out the tags. But at our most basic this is a torture recovery fic, and will obviously be dealing with trauma and PTSD. Will feature hurt/comfort in increasingly liberal amounts, until it buries people alive.
Pairing: Augus Each Uisge/Gwyn ap Nudd/Ash Glashtyn (yes, this shall eventually be Triple Crown).

Summary: Gwyn ap Nudd was supposed to be raised to be one of the greatest warriors of the Seelie Court, but instead - when he is young - he is turned out of his home after a traumatic event, only to be repeatedly trapped and tormented in the neighbouring forest by his cousin until finally…only a semi-wild being remains. Discovered and captured by a young, Unseelie waterhorse, no one knows if Gwyn is capable of recovery - though that doesn’t stop two brothers from trying. But the situation is dire, especially with his cousin still out there, looking for his missing prey…

CHAPTER 1 - A DISCOVERY in the WOODS

This is a Patreon milestone reward! And another two chapters have already been written. Enjoy! :)

Gwynn Ap Nudd (the picture above is him leading the hunt) is the Welsh King of the Underworld who leads the Wild Hunt and rules the Tylwyth Teg, The entrance to his king­dom is through the Welsh lakes, or beneath Glastonbury Tor in England. He once summoned St. Collen (or Tollen) to meet him on the Tor. The saint had objected to Gwynn ap Nudd being called both the king of fairies and the king of Annwn, the Underworld. At first the saint was reluctant but eventually went armed with a flask of holy water. On top of the hill, he saw a fair castle and troops of minstrels, comely youths and graceful, pretty maids. King Gwynn Ap Nudd, seated on a golden throne, greeted him courteously and bade him share in the feast. The saint refused to eat the fairy food and dowsed Gwyn ap Nudd with holy water, which caused him to disappear. Gwynn Ap Nudd is often mentioned in Welsh poetry. He is named as the son of Nudd, the Lord of the dead. Each May Day he fights Gwythyr for the hand of the maiden Crieddyled and this contest will carry on until doomsday - a description of the seasonal battle between the powers of blight and the powers of growth. Gwynn ap Nudd also appears in the Arthurian tales, which assert that it was Arthur himself who made Gwynn both the ruler of the dead and the king of Annwn. Gwynn Ap Nudd is particularly associated with the Vale of Neath (Nudd is pronounced ‘neath’) and is traditionally depicted with an owl.

Cwn Annwn (`Hounds of Annwn or ‘Hounds of Hell’) are Welsh Hounds of the underworld, red eared, white fairy dogs of the Wild Hunt. The Hunt is lead by Arawn, or sometimes by Gwynn Ap Nudd who is both the King of the Fairies and the King of the Dead. It rides out on wild and stormy nights to pursue the souls of the newly dead. To hear it is an omen of death. The call of the dogs grows quieter the nearer they come, sounding ‘like that of small beetles’, but in the distance their cry is full of lamentation ‘like that of a bloodhound.’ They are called Cwnwydir (‘Sky-dogs’) since their eerie cries are heard from the air, and Cwn bendith eu Meiri­unau (‘Dogs of the Fairies’).

Wild Hunt is a terrifying spectral host of hounds and hunters. It appears all over Western Europe and Britain, led variously by Charle­magne, King Arthur, Odin, Herne the Hunter and the Devil. Various localities have their own version of the Wild Huntsman. In some Norse myths, the riders are women, tunridur or `hag riders’, or gandreid ‘witch ride’. (The original leader of the wild hunt may well have been the Greek witch goddess Hecate, who led the procession of those who had died before their time, accompanied by her hell hounds.) They emerge from the Underworld at the crossroads and ride the storm, carrying human souls back with them to hell. The hunt variously chases the damned, ghostly deer, other beasts or fairy women. Woden, the Germanic chief god, hunted the spirits of the dead, mounted on a white horse accompanied by a pack of ghostly Black Dogs. The appearance of the hunt is a very bad omen. Anyone who sees the hunt is doomed to die, though some may hear it with impunity.

Herne is a horned figure also known as Herne the Hunter. He appears in British folklore and Teutonic legends where he is crowned with stag’s antlers. Herne is often depicted wearing deerskins along with his antler crown. In some accounts he rides a fire-breathing horse accom­panied by a pack of spectral hounds (Herne’s Hunt).

http://webs.dogs.net.au/arawn/our-name.asp

http://www.maryjones.us/jce/gwyn.html

http://www.maryjones.us/ctexts/bbc33.html


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