do revenge quotes :')
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a performative life & its consequences... but then again, for others, it's an armor — essential to survive.
YUP.
what a not a single frustrating scene movie! :>
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Tedious- N.L x fem! heartrender! reader
Okay! This is a fic that was requested by @dascarypicklerawr and it’s coming out a lot later than I anticipated, but hey! Writing this took a bit of trial and error because I couldn’t get the beginning right, but now it’s both perfect and the second fic going up today, so I’m taking the win.
Fic type- there are elements of angst in the first half but it’s otherwise very fluffy
Warnings- mentions of wounds/death
Yours and Nikolais love story had begun in a flourish in the last six months before he and Dominik joined the infantry department of the first army. You met as you drank tea from one of the samovars in between classes, and all it took was one of Nikolais smiles to have you hooked.
He left for the infantry at sixteen, Dominik at his side, and your relationship ended when you chose to stay at the Little Palace. Had you thought it would’ve made a difference, you would’ve gone with him, but you knew that it wouldn’t, so you stayed. You finished your training as a Heartrender and joined the ranks of the military at eighteen, joined the side of the war that was fighting against the Darkling when you were twenty-one.
Though you never would’ve said it, seeing Nikolai in what you had hoped to be the final battle against the Darkling, in what you had hoped to be the day that Alina finally destroyed the Fold, was the last thing you had ever expected.
But still, to your amazement, there he was. Blond hair, warm eyes, forever charming smile. He was fighting at the center of it all, and you had been scanning the area, listening for heartbeats of wounded and dying Grisha so that you could elevate their heartrates, blood pressures, airflow.
Your small science was designed to be a killer, but due to circumstance, you’d turned inward and had been using it to at least keep more of the Grisha in your regiment from dying.
You approached Nikolai without thinking, lightning striking in the soles of your feet, and he grinned once he turned and saw you. Your back was to his, hands extended as you let all of the heartbeats around you go and sharpened your senses instead, trying to sense the Darklings monstrosities before they showed themselves to you.
“Still got my six after all these years then, love?”
You managed to find it in yourself to laugh. “You’ve got such a lovely smile, my beloathed. How could I not?”
Nikolai laughed. Your heart had missed that laugh.
A nichevo’ya approached, and your heart set off into racing speed.
I can do this, you thought. I will fight, and I will win, and I will never have to fear the Darkling again.
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What felt like an eternity later, you were standing next to Nikolai in the place that used to be the Fold. It was odd to the place that was once entrenched in darkness entrenched in light, but you basked in it, face turned up to the warmth and the glow of the sun.
Nikolai had never quite been anything but fond of spur of the moment decisions, and he’d missed you like hell, so naturally, the first words to come out of his mouth when he saw you with your face turned to the light, a beautiful open mouthed smile gracing your lips, were a marriage proposal.
“Y/N?” He asked. “Let’s get married.”
You turned to look at him, still grinning, and a laugh bubbled up from your throat. “You’re an impulsive idiot, Nikolai.”
“Is that a yes?” Nikolai asked. “Because, if it’s a no, I cannot focus on anything but your beauty and you’ll have to make it clearer.”
“It is a yes,” you took his hand. “It’s absolutely a yes. Do try not to get sick of me, though. I find that being in my company is sometimes quite tedious.”
“Being in meetings with my royal council will be tedious,” Nikolai said. “But not being in your company. Never will it ever be tedious to be with you.”
You grinned, pressed a kiss to his cheek, and rested your head against his shoulder. He rested his cheek against the top of your head and let his heart lighten to almost weightlessness, convinced that he would never be as happy as he was in that moment.
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