#bad poetry by Nikolai

[tsareviich]

people

♕ ┊ alina starkova ┊ ❛ it gets dark when i say it does ❜ ♕ ┊ malyen oretsev ┊ ❛ i am become a blade ❜ ♕ ┊ aleksander morozova ┊ ❛ all men can be made fools ❜ ♕ ┊ baghra morozova ┊ ❛ witch in the hut ❜ ♕ ┊ nikolai lantsov ┊ ❛ anything worth doing always starts as a bad idea ❜ ♕ ┊ zoya nazyalensky ┊ ❛ i miss knowing what happens next ❜ ♕ ┊ genya safin ┊ ❛ na razrusha’ya. e’ya razrushost. ❜ ♕ ┊ david kostyk ┊ ❛ i know metal ❜ ♕ ┊ the crows ┊ ❛ death serves no man ❜ ♕ ┊ kaz brekker ┊ ❛ greed bows to me ❜ ♕ ┊ nina zenik ┊ ❛ i am a delicate flower. ❜ ♕ ┊ inej ghafa┊ ❛ better terrible truths than kind lies ❜ ♕ ┊ matthias helvar ┊ ❛ the ice does not forgive ❜ ♕ ┊ jesper fahey ┊ ❛ a great shooter ; a bad gambler ❜ ♕ ┊ wylan van eck ┊ ❛ it was a calculated risk ❜ ♕ ┊ tamar kir bataar ┊ ❛ i can keep hope in my heart and a blade in my hand ❜ ♕ ┊ tolya yul bataar ┊ ❛ who can recite epic poetry for hours ❜ ♕ ┊ kuwei yui bo ┊ ❛ as pretentious as he is gifted ❜ ♕ ┊ eugene fitzherbert ┊ ❛ here comes the smolder ❜ ♕ ┊ jyn erso ┊ ❛ i'm not used to people sticking around when things go bad ❜

#♕ ┊ alina starkova ┊ ❛ it gets dark when i say it does ❜ #♕ ┊ malyen oretsev ┊ ❛ i am become a blade ❜ #♕ ┊ aleksander morozova ┊ ❛ all men can be made fools ❜ #♕ ┊ baghra morozova ┊ ❛ witch in the hut ❜ #♕ ┊ nikolai lantsov ┊ ❛ anything worth doing always starts as a bad idea ❜ #♕ ┊ zoya nazyalensky ┊ ❛ i miss knowing what happens next ❜ #♕ ┊ genya safin ┊ ❛ na razrusha’ya. e’ya razrushost. ❜ #♕ ┊ david kostyk ┊ ❛ i know metal ❜ #♕ ┊ the crows ┊ ❛ death serves no man ❜ #♕ ┊ kaz brekker ┊ ❛ greed bows to me ❜ #♕ ┊ nina zenik ┊ ❛ i am a delicate flower. ❜ #♕ ┊ inej ghafa┊ ❛ better terrible truths than kind lies ❜ #♕ ┊ matthias helvar ┊ ❛ the ice does not forgive ❜ #♕ ┊ jesper fahey ┊ ❛ a great shooter ; a bad gambler ❜ #♕ ┊ wylan van eck ┊ ❛ it was a calculated risk ❜ #♕ ┊ tamar kir bataar ┊ ❛ i can keep hope in my heart and a blade in my hand ❜ #♕ ┊ tolya yul bataar ┊ ❛ who can recite epic poetry for hours ❜ #♕ ┊ kuwei yui bo ┊ ❛ as pretentious as he is gifted ❜ #♕ ┊ eugene fitzherbert ┊ ❛ here comes the smolder ❜

[daz4i]

i think having a pretty guy bite me all over till i can't think or feel anything would fix me

#actually having anything done to me that'd stop me from thinking or feeling would probably fix me #given how my issues. are thoughts and feelings (fun fact that's also the name of my poetry folder) #but i also just want a pretty boy to bite me all over like really really bad. he should tear off some flesh in the process too maybe #no yeah i just wanna be eaten i think. to be more specific i want nikolai to eat me. i may as well just say it as is

[pritvolny]

also where are my ships lol

#nikolai sitting here with two hands... both UNHELD! #his pecs going bare without a head to rest on them #his bad poetry going unheard... #this is SO unfair methinks #i. ( ooc. ) back by unpopular demand. #also on my multi i just. (clenches fist) SHIP WITH ME

[midnightwind]

me, taking psychic damage as I go to look over my old writing blog and remember I used the name Nikolai for a fucking shit ass prince character long before I ever made my angsty little tiefling

Nik would fucking kill the prince on sight lmao

#I also took damage from just reading a few poems I wrote back in high school #I have what you might call a Bad relationship with poetry #I enjoy reading it periodically but I shrivel like a raisin when I write it #anyways Nik has come a long way and truly is the final holder of Nikolai in my oc army #Hellfire in general was a horrid dumpster fire of a spin off I tried to make into it's own story because I liked the general idea #the execution was bad tho good lord #it was like a weird mash up of the Hunted and Lineage with some characters I borrowed from an old internet friend and ugh #it was a fucking mess and I kind of want to burn that blog to the ground now

[to-be-a-dreamer]

I’ve been reading the Grishaverse books/watching the Netflix show for the first time over the past couple weeks or so and I just have to say that I think it's so funny whenever Kaz gets snarky about Inej's proverbs or Matthias's religious talk or Jesper’s Jesperisms or anyone else being even slightly philosophical or theatrical or whatever because Kaz Brekker is the most dramatic bitch in all of Kerch. Like. I'm pretty sure this kid graduated top of his class from the School of Dramatic One-Liners with a double major in "Commit to the Aesthetic" and "Writing Epic Love Poetry Whilst Maintaining the Bad Guy Reputation". Dude wanted to impress a girl and wasn’t sure if getting the whole ass king of Ravka to find her long-lost parents was enough so he bought an entire warship from his friend who absolutely would have just Given It To Him but noooooo Mr. Protecting-My-Investment over here had to pay a fair price otherwise it doesn’t count.

The only, and I mean the ONLY reason I don't say he's the most dramatic bitch in the entire Grishaverse is because Nikolai Lantsov exists and that man once wore his entire army uniform under his jacket to go volcra hunting in the Shadow Fold on the off chance he would get to make a dramatic reveal at the end. He put a spring-loaded curtain in front of the weapons rack on his personal ship just in case he had guests he wanted to show off for. I wouldn’t be surprised if he did the dramatic flourish every time he opened those curtains for literally no one but himself. I also wouldn’t be surprised if he made that set up after he had guests he wanted to show off for. That curtain either went up two hours before he used it or it was the first thing he built on that ship there is no in between.

I need copious amounts of Expo markers, PowerPoint slides, and glitter to figure out which one of them takes the title it is CLOSE.

#remind me to ramble about the similarities between kaz and nikolai after I finish the kos duology #is always ten steps ahead of everyone else and has these big elaborate plans they don’t tell anyone about until they’re actively happening #does not know how to be chill about anything in their life ever #has ISSUES #losers. both of them. #I am shaking them in a mason jar as we speak #anyways I have more thoughts on this universe #this was just the funniest one and thus it gets posted at 2am immediately after finishing ck #kaz brekker #nikolai lantsov #six of crows #crooked kingdom #shadow and bone #grishaverse #six of crows spoilers #crooked kingdom spoilers #shadow and bone spoilers #grishaverse spoilers

[laivi]

— " I WANNA SING A SONG THAT'D JUST BE OURS "

｡ ㅤꕤ ㅤ PAIRING: various bsd men & reader.

SYNOPSIS: an objective study of how bsd men love you as whole.

tags ➜ dark era spoilers, stormbringer spoilers, literature references, poetry references, dazai needs a hug, mythology references, nikolai also needs a hug, all of the people listed here needs a hug, has some aspects of angst but generally a fluff, lowercase as always. ‹𝟹

⋆ author's notes: i am so sorry for how short the chuuya one is, i did him so bad.

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୨♡୧ dazai osamu (ft. odasaku)

dazai loves you avoidantly.

although he craves your love, the moment he recieves anything resembling it, the nausea builds in his stomach. he shuts down and puts distance between the two of you, running away when you give him what he knows is healthy. he keeps himself in a certain gap, feeling a sense of queasiness upon the exposure and vulnerability.

it wasn't like he loathed the sensation. he just felt nauseated from receiving something that wasn't manifested through manipulation, anger, or fear. he had shown people affection but never did someone show their fondness for him so openly; the softness you were displaying towards him was too much unfamiliar to him.

he didn't know how to act whenever you were being so affectionate towards him, it brought him a sudden feeling of intense warmth engulfing his chest — his fingers would twitch, entangling themselves within the locks of your hair — he didn't know how to react to it thus he would always cover up his tensed up reactions as you pepper kisses all around his face, soft laughters eliciting from you. he knew he didn't deserve your affection, after all, he was no living man, or a celibate son of christ. he was merely an imbecile, a sordid creation of vacantness, without any preacher of a blest, canonical jurisdiction

he's extremely hesitant to pull you closer to himself — afraid that you too will slip through his fingers like sand yet stick to his skin like odasaku. it was always like that, the people dazai didn't want to lose will always be lost. dazai knew it would be too selfish of him to indulge any further to his emotions and cause you misfortune.

but perhaps, he was slightly fond of being selfish too. your skin radiated warmth that seethed into his bitterly cold skin, enveloping himself with warmthness. the sensation of his skin that was often so frigid to the point it reminded himself he was as cold as a rotting corpse being covered with mellowness made him remember he was also human.

so for once, he finally allows himself to indulge in your affection.

୨♡୧ chuuya nakahara (ft. the flags)

chuuya loves you protectively.

every single thing chuuya held dear bid farewell to this universe—the flags, detective murase and other more—and due to that, he often carried an lingering feeling of distress towards you. he consistently was worried at the thought of one day finding you plastered with ichor, eyes dull and lifeless.

he would often scold you whenever you would injure yourself, whether accidentally or not, it didn't matter, you would face strings of lecture from him. he's always swift to notice any sorts of wounds enveloping your skin.

he knew he was overdoing it, however, he couldn't contain himself, he was merely worried but he knew he was beginning to bother you thus he would attempt to reassure himself further to decrease his worriness.

୨♡୧ nikolai gogol

nikolai loves you like how icarus loves the sun.

icarus had always been curious about the sun, the radiant orb often emitted a vivid light for centuries, it shines brightly yet it was alone. he desired to feel it with the tip of his fingertips, to learn more about the coruscation in spite of all the warnings thus he soared up higher to take closer look was for what he yearned, to to caress the passion of his inquisitiveness.

nikolai loved you a little too much, a little too close. his love for you was similar to icarus's love, however, the only contrast was that nikolai oughted to distance himself to you whilst icarus longed to explore his desire more.

nikolai had always wished to be free from his emotions, going as far as to ruin his soul entirely until he is considered inhuman, yet there was one thing he couldn't withdraw himself; you.

he loathed it, his love towards you was vigorous and unerasable. he wanted to scrub off all the glimpses of fondness he felt for you, he detested it. he pined the uplift curl of your lips, your face, your voice, your touch off his mind. he wanted to be free from you, he knew better than anyone else that he was asking for too much, nevertheless, he had always been a man who desired for something beyond capable.

nikolai loves you so much, he wanted to pierce through the soft flesh of yours with a keen knife over and over again until your skin was tainted with crimson red and devoid of life, he coveted to render you entirely under the sod before you could scorch him fully just like how the sun burned icarus.

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[writing-havoc]

Let it be that

♡ Summary: It's late in the night when his demons wreak the most havoc. You're there to keep Nikolai company.

♡ Pairing: Nikolai x reader

♡ Fandom: Shadow and Bone, Grishaverse

♡ Warning(s): None,,,, I think. There's a bit about a snake swirling in a gut if that's a particularly bad ick

♡ WC: 2.4k

Yooo a Nikolai fic for the Nikolai lovers.

This is written in sort of a weird in-between stage? He has control over the nichevo'ya in him, so the sleeping tonics aren't really necessary anymore, but he's still king. So do with that what you will.

It's basically 2k+ words of him yearning.

Please excuse any spelling or grammar mistakes.

Hope you enjoy <3

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Eye bags threaten to weigh down his entire face from beneath the wanning tailored mask. He was told by Zoya he looked as if he lost a fight with an ambidextrous boxer. And if the tired, yet handsome, man in the mirror truly was him, then she was right.

He really needed some sleep.

But it refused to come to him. Tonics and blood coming to mind at a mere glance of his bed. It makes his stomach turn and gives him the uncomfortable urge to constantly look over his shoulder, despite the threat being inside. And when he realizes that, he can't stop staring at his hands and chest, and it almost looks and feels like the black that covers his fingers is trailing up his palm, and then he blinks and it starts all over.

No matter how in control he feels, some days there's just a lingering anxiety about it.

Sleep isn't coming. Not for a long time. Not until he physically exhausts himself and passes out, and then still he may resist.

But it's not like he has anything to do. His quarters are barren of anything he may find interesting at this hour, and he would rather not get piss drunk just to pass the time with an early meeting tomorrow- today?

He takes a look out his window, marking the positions of the shadow from the moon, and confirms that it is, in fact, today.

It only makes his eyes hurt, a low growling coming from in his mind and possibly escaping his throat.

A knocking on his doorway startles him out of it.

"Enter." He says a lot more curtly than he intends. He bites his tongue.

"I don't think I want to anymore given that tone." Immediately he bites it harder, if only to stop a long winding nervous ramble about the new flower placed outside his window, which also happens to be your favorite.

You stand in the space of his open doorway, hand on the handle and your body half ready to tuck tail and flee. "May I?"

"Of course." He says, a bit too fast, and takes out his chair from his desk and drags it over to beside the bed.

The door shuts with a grand thunk, and your footsteps pad over quieter than ever. He places a pillow on top of the hard wood, just how you like it, and gestures for you to sit.

"I know you aren't a fan." You say, sitting atop the pillow. "So I wanted to hang out for a bit."

He smiles softly, and vaguely notes the roses drifting in at the corners of his eyes. "You mustn't stay up just for me. Beauty sleep is vital, especially for someone as attractive as thee."

You snort, giving him a look that at surface level reads annoyance, but he knows better, seeing the fond disbelief for what it is. "'Someone as attractive as thee?' Really? Didn't know this was a poetry class."

"I have to keep you on your toes. Can't allow you to know everything now can I? How would I ever surprise you?"

"You surprise me every day, Nikolai." His heart thrumps against his chest. "I don't think a change in vocabulary is required."

He snorts. "You have me there."

"That I do."

He takes in your appearance, and nearly gets on his knees when he realizes the soft white cloth that covers your torso has small embroideries on it, all of which hold a certain interest to your craft and possibly his own.

Gears, nuts, bolts, and wires stipple along your shoulders, falling down to your torso, where they plunge into flowing water at the hem. A design similar to a grisha kefta dances along your other sleeve, the same color at the bolts with dashes of purple if you look close enough.

He realizes you are the one that embroidered the details into the shirt, your signature shading technique used throughout the piece.

"How long did these take you?" He barely brushes his finger over the hem of the shirt, then presses down to feel the individual stitches.

You pick up the hem, feeling your own work as well. "A lot longer than I would like." Your voice is low and rumbly as you try to remain relatively quiet. "I kept messing up and changing the color part way through. I actually had to change shirts because I restarted so many times on the first one that the threads didn't want to hold together."

He believes it.

The care you take to make sure every line serves a purpose is inspiring. It makes him want to tinker with the parts around his room, take apart a clock like the young boy he once was did, now that all the clocks are his.

Perhaps he could sneak to Lazlayon. David will probably still be there. The three of you could work until his meeting.

But you'd be cranky the rest of the day. You'd have no problem staying up late to accompany him until it becomes a problem, and then you do yourself the disservice of playing it off like it's fine when everyone else is giving you a very wide berth in the halls and courtyard.

He would like you to have a social life.

"You alright?" He hears you ask.

You're half smiling when he looks up, trying really hard keep his eyes locked on yours and not elsewhere. "I'm not that readable. I know I'm not."

"You had nothing on your face." You admit, leaning in. "And that was the problem."

And doesn't that make him feel bare, vulnerable. To be known so well that even a lack of an expression is an expression in and of itself.

He feels his lips pull apart, the slight stickiness of his mouth slowly separating as he tries to think of something witty, something fast, and it feels like his mind is blank except for the blaringly obvious reason.

"I can't sleep." He whispers, eyes fluttering. "I can't sleep, and everything that could help is exactly the reason why I can't." He let's the hem fall from his fingers, dragging what feels like 40 pounds of dead weight back over to his own lap. "And you're sitting here, staying with me, and there's nothing I can do about the ocean of guilt my stomach and heart and any other organ that has the capacity for feelings are swimming in."

Guilt is the reigning emotion, making it feel like a snake is swimming through his gut, playing with his liver and choking his heart and lungs. If he thinks about it he can feel the tongue flickering and tickling stomach.

He's grateful you're here, but he wants so badly to either force you to leave or drag you into his bed so that you might get some modicum of sleep.

But you'd fight him every step of the way, pushing your heels into the floor (which would scratch them up and you'd complain about it tomorrow) and getting yanked out by his guards when they assume the worst.

And if he chose the second one... it twists his insides in a more pleasant way, but makes his head swim, and really really scares him. Because if you take it the way he really wishes it was, the way he dreams about, then he loses you, and may be seen as just like his father. And that's the worst thing he could ask for.

So he's stuck. He's stuck with the guilt until you decide to leave.

"I feel like we have the same conversation everytime I'm here." You chuckle, and he chuckles too.

"It's probably because we do. Or at least some version of it with varying words of vulnerability."

You lean forward more, arms crossed over your chest. "And it always ends up the same."

It does. It always ends with you sitting there for a few hours until you tire and then he has a guard guide you back to your room.

"But it doesn't need to." He scoots along the side of the bed, sinking into the sewn cloth filled with wool and feathers. "You're tired when you walk out of here and need an extra four cups of coffee when you wake up, and you hate coffee."

"But I like you." You turn in his chair facing directly towards him and he can't breathe anymore.

He doesn't know what way you mean that, if it means in any capacity the way he yearns for it to be. So he waits, with baited breath, for you to elaborate.

"I like you." You emphasize once more. "I like staying up into the latest hours of the night, either talking about everything and nothing or sitting in silence. I look forward to them, actually. Just existing in your presense is enough to make the obscene amounts of caffeine worth it."

It's on the edge. It could be a confession or it could just be you being nice. And he would rather throw himself into the unsea than be one of those guys he hears you complain about.

"I want to be here." You stand and move your chair, pushing it away from the bed. He barely has time to sit up straight before you're right in front of him, legs falling open to allow you closer as your hands come up and rest on his cheeks.

"I want you, Nikolai, wholly and completely, just as you are now. With every flaw and blemish etched into your being, a demon awaiting in your chest." Your thumbs gently glide over his bottom lip, coming to rest at the corner of his open mouth. "But there's a small part of me that fears you do not want me in the way that I want you."

He doesn't know how to respond. He couldn't possibly begin to string together any number of words that could convey even a semblance of the sincerity you ambushed him with.

He's a king for saints sake. Words are supposed to come to him in times of need.

But his mind is an endless fog, and the only thing he can think of is you.

You standing above him, pads of your fingers touching him so gently, palms radiating a warmth that makes him want to lean in and soak in it (he does), and a perfect mouth and mind that pair so well.

He needs to convince you. He needs to somehow tell you that you mean everything to him and more.

"Did you know my favorite drink is brandy?" He asks, looking you right in the eye.

Your eyebrows crinkle, but you smile. "I did."

He tugs you towards him, hands sliding up your back as you take tiny, unsure steps closer and closer. His fingers trail under your shirt, right against your warm skin and in the divet of your spine, and squeeze you until you're completely between his legs, chest leaning back just to get a look at him.

"If there was ever a time where you wanted the last drop of it, saints, the whole bottle, I would give it over in a heartbeat." Goosebumps dance along his skin when your fingers meet the base of his neck, toying with the hair. "If you hated the way a painting looked, i'd throw it out of the castle, and have it burned on the steps if it should please you. If you wanted a pastry from a shop two hundred miles away, i'd fly there immediately, ride there as fast as I could, or sprint the entire distance, if it meant you could eat it."

Your eyes scittered around his face, watching his brows, his eyes, his mouth, and even his ears, for anything. Anything he would give you to tell you he was lying.

But there was nothing to give.

He really would give you the last drop of brandy. He really would fly, ride, sprint two hundred miles for a pastry. "I would kiss you right now if you should request it, or leave from my own chambers should you request that instead."

"Nikolai." You whisper his name, his eyes fluttering the same time as his heart.

"I want you." He tells you forthright. "I want you in the way you want me. If you should ever need to be confident in something, let it be that."

Please, please let it be that.

You look at him, and all he can see is someone he wants. There isn't a thing about you that makes him turn away. Not your eating habits, not your hygiene, not your smell or your walk or your stance.

And as you lean down, placing those perfect lips right over his, definitely not your taste.

It's coffee and whatever berries were leftover from supper, the stickiness of sugar coating your lips from when you licked them clean.

You lean back, and he feels your lips press themselves over his cheek. His stomach turns and turns and turns and it won't stop. It makes his breath shakey and his closed eyes roll even further and further back in into his skull until he's sure they won't ever come back.

But more importantly it makes him feel warm, and warmer yet as you place a kiss over his eyes, the corners of his lips where your fingers rested, between his brows, the awkward bridge and tip of his nose, his chin. Your hands are gentle as they rest in the space between his neck and shoulder, and even still as your fingers find his nape and your lips kiss his again. Each part of him feels raw and exposed.

It's terrifying, and every bit as pleasing.

When you lean back a second time, he opens his eyes, and sees you smiling.

He hums. "If this is where not sleeping gets me, I'm going to have to do it more often."

"You already do it almost every night." You chuckle. "Besides, you don't need to go through all of that just to get a few kisses. I'd be happy to hand them over whenever you like."

"Whenever?" He presses.

"Whenever."

"Now?"

"If you like."

"I would like very much."

He's not all that surprised when you indulge him.

#nikolai lantsov x you #nikolai lantsov x y/n #nikolai lantsov x reader #nikolai lantsov fanfic #shadow and bone x y/n #shadow and bone x you #shadow and bone x reader #shadow and bone fanfic #fanfic

[its-tea-time-darling]

things i did NOT like about shadow and bone (netflix):

the darkling looks Old. he's supposed to look the same age as all the other main protagonists. this highlights alina's future of staying the same & young where everyone around her dies. it also blurs the line between good and evil more bc 'oh he's the older bad guy' is just such an easy solve. also while ben barnes is a snack imo the darkling was supposed to have a more alluring, youthful magnetism.

making genya's scars barely a few scratches. she's supposed to objectively have lost her former self perfected beauty!!! this is a thing!!! she doesn't just have some deep scars, she's supposed to look hideous at first sight, where is show adaptation teams' courage to show characters that are supposed to be mutilated as just that???? i promise audiences can survive on literally everyone else on the cast being very stereotypically pretty/handsome 🙄🙄🙄🙄

changing wesper's storyline so that they had a one night stand before canon sets in??? what kind of bullshit is that??? fucking robbing me of the "just girls?" -"not just girls" gay ANgST will they won't they, does jesper like him too, will they ever - BAM. KISS. !!!!!!! succession??? making wylan cute and awkward does NOT compensate their book storyline At All what were those show writers thinking??? 😭😭

this one i will forgive but i still rly liked it in the books so im a tad sad they didn't manage to include it: that alina has a time where she thinks she is morozova's second daughter's descendant. in many respects she has learned she is Special, and the shame she feels when she realizes this isn't another one of these cases, this isn't a way to finally show her A Path, that in this respect she is ordinary and mal is tied to fate that way, that's just such a good touch.

malina going seperate ways. what happened to "they had an ordinary life full of ordinary things--if love can ever be called that."????? "choice is true north" my ASS 😤😤😤😤 malina have always been in love and will always be in love idc abt the firebird amplifier thing that was just sth they had to do they've always been people and they've always loved each other there is no way around it

things i DID like about shadow and bone (netflix)

david and genya. specifically the delivery of the lines "I … I don’t understand half of what goes on around me. I don’t get jokes or sunsets or poetry, but I know metal. Beauty was your armor. Fragile stuff, all show. But what’s inside you? That’s steel. It’s brave and unbreakable. And it doesn’t need fixing. You don't need fixing."

genya telling the queen how she poisoned the king, and genya spitting at nikolai how his apologies are of no use and that he needs to prove a better king. generally just genya. 💞

nikolai sending his mother away + what he says to her.

all the malina flashbacks to the meadow <33

malina last night together 😳😳 they love each other sm!!!!!

the scene at morozova's home. baghra sharing her past, all the reveals happening there, and of course the darkling weeping over his mother's body. "know that i loved you. know that it wasn't enough." like OkAY.

sankta neyar's speech. so deeply touching, and doesn't just apply to immortals but to all of us who have been hurt and suffered loss before.

the darkling begging alina to let him be her monster. A+ delivery.

"How will you have me? Fully clothed, gloves on, your head turned away so our lips can never touch? I will have you without armour, Kaz Brekker. Or I will not have you at all." generally the entirety of kanej in this show. inej's hallucination. the mirroring to the last scene. breathtaking showstopping flawless.

little rabbit.

#shadow and bone #that's all for now #who is late to the party by several months? it's TEA 😃🎉🎉🎉🎉 #txt #shadow and bone netflix #sab #six of crows #soc #wesper #malina #kanej #long post

[butch-kyouka]

oddly specific hyperfixations for bsd characters

atsushi: hermitcraft

akutagawa: the teen wolf movie

ranpo: ninjago tournament of elements

kyouka: evil pinkie pie

dazai: girl meets world ableism episode

chuuya: joey graceffa escape the night

kunikida: breaking bad poetry

yosano: the victorious prison episodes

gin: pete wentz m

higuchi: the andrew garfield verse

poe: the red lotus from lok

sigma: jubilee middle ground

nikolai: señor wooly.

fyodor: aita sub reddit

kenji: nimona

tachihara: mandela affect specifically the monopoly monocle

lucy: naruto filler

#autism #bungo stray dogs #kyouka izumi #dazai osamu #akutagawa gin #akutgawa ryunosuke #kunikida doppo #yosano akiko #nakahara chuuya #kenji miyazawa #lucy maud montgomery #higuchi ichiyo #bsd #pete wentz #hyperfixations #honestly this is a bit crazy of a post #idk if i’m being serious or joke

[wh0refornikolailantsov]

⋆｡°✩Shadow & Bone Masterlist✩°｡⋆

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Number Of Requests Currently In Drafts/WIP: 36

Tolya Yul Bataar

Everyone's Fate Is Up To The Saints, Except Hers

Saints Or High Water

Maybe He Was All Blessings

By Stars

Keep You Near

Amateur Poetry

I Heard It In The Silence

One Bed

Safe With Him

Place Your Bets

Pay Your Debts

To Willingly Belong To Anyone Is A Rare Thing

In Times Of War

More Than Enough For Me

Tell Me Everything, And Then Tell Me Again

Find Your Way Back

Catch Me

Follow Your Arrow

Protecting You Is All I Know

The Bells

Miss Me?

Never Straying Far

Without You

All The Things I'll Never Say

All The Small Things That You Do

Restless

Keep Me Like A Prayer

Home Coming

On Platonic Love

Like A Drum

If All The Saints Allow

No Peaceful End In Sight

The Gentle Sound Of All That Is Right

Almosts / Almosts Part 2

Hold Onto Me

The Healing Of Power Of A Heart

Between Classes And The Bell AU Series

Even In Death

One In The Same

Held Together By Wool And Wanting

When You Wake Beside Me

In Wars Wake

Unburdened By You

If It's You Or The World, I Am Still Choosing You

UnLost

I'll Love You Anyway

I Know All The Steps, You Still Surprised Me

Softer Words No Poet Spoke

No Distance You Could Travel- Coming Soon

Head Above Water - Coming Soon

Tamar Kir Bataar

One Bed

Bruises

You Cannot Push Me Away

Cure Your Ills

All The Softer Parts Of You And I

Heart To Heart

Nikolai Lantsov

Better Late Than Never

Better Late Than Never Part 2

Tonight, Forever, Then, Here And Now

No Rest For The Wicked

Compass Of Pirates

One Bed

Metal Preserved Broken Promises

Dreams Of You

On The Rocks

Twist The Knife (In Deeper)

Appearances Aren't Everything - Coming Soon

Worth It All - Coming Soon

Every Foolish Thing - Coming Soon

Match Your Pace - Coming Soon

Alina Starkov

Love Alone Won't Win The War, But What If We Tried Anyway

Zoya Nazyalensky

The Oath I Intend To Keep

The Crows

Jesper Fahey

It's All Bad Choices From Here On Up Baby

Making Choices

Bottom Of The Barrel, And The Bottle

Shoot From The Hip

Don't Like Sleep, But We Like Sleeping In

Bringing A Knife To A Gun Fight

Sober Up

Sweat Bullets

For One Last Good Night With You

Make It A Double - Coming Soon

Nina Zenik

Couldn't Love Anybody Else

Eat, Drink, And Be Merry (For Tomorrow We Die)

Bedside Manner Isn't My Strong Suit, But I'll Try For You

Wylan Van Eck/Hendriks

Your Life Over Mine

Something About Timing

Comfort In Compassion

Fever Pitch

Light The Fuse - Coming Soon

Gunpowder And Lead - Coming Soon

Kaz Brekker

Get Out Of Ketterdam, Damn You

This Action Echos

Walk Away, Take My Heart With You

Leave Me With Ghosts

Small Sentiments

Diminishing Returns

Inej Ghafa

A Place For Me / A Place For Me Part 2 - Coming Soon

Tight Rope - Coming Soon

Matthias Helvar

How Do I Do This?

This Action Echos

I Didn't Ask To Have These Feelings For You

In His Arms / In His Arms Part 2

Wars Were Waged For Less Honourable Things Than Love

No Fault Of Hers

Bedside Manner Isn't My Strong Suit, But I'll Try For You

No Souls To Save - Coming Soon

#shadow and bone #grishaverse #tolya #tolya x reader #tolya yul bataar #six of crows #tolya and tamar #nikolai lantsov #tamar kir bataar #tamar kir bataar x reader #tolya my darling i adore you #fluff #angst #light angst #one bed trope #masterlist #sturmhond x reader #kaz brekker #inej gafha #nina zenik #wylan van eck #wylan hendriks #matthias helvar #jesper fahey #inej ghafa

[cornerdreams-txt]

random little things that i think the mw22 cast would like.

simon riley; “ghost”

web weaving. gathering quotes and lines from books and poetry and history, collecting lyrics and artwork, then putting them all together in the theme of a person, a place, a thing, a memory, something. creating a piece of artwork centered around a single person’s experience with something they can recall. sharing an experience, emotions, memories, without ever having to say a single word.

john mactavish; “soap”

baking using ingredients he grew. knowing every rain shower the cucumbers got, knowing the strawberries were just picked a few minutes ago. taking seeds and making something out of nothing using soil and water and the sunlight outside his home, taking that something and making it into something more, and then holding it out in offering and gift for the people he knows. making his own food, and providing it as a show of his care for the people he’s around.

john price

photography. capturing a single moment in memory forever, keeping memories and emotions stored somewhere safe, so that their faces and the place and the state of the world just then is, even as the world changes neverendingly, never forgotten, and can be easily remembered. being able to keep a moment he holds dear in his pocket, hidden from the cruelty of wars and military force. a log of his own life, so he never has to forget the things he loves.

kyle garrick; “gaz”

origami. taking such an ordinary sheet of paper and folding it over and over and turning it and folding and unfolding and then folding again, until a personally created, holdable piece of artwork rests in his hands, something he made to keep his hands busy, something he can look at and know that he made that, no matter how many tries it first took.

nikolai

astronomy. using the stars as his guide, knowing the story behind every constellation, being able to know exactly why the stars look as they do, knowing what lies beyond them and knowing what humanity is scraping their fingers along as they explore. flying at night and having more to think about than just his destination and the aircraft’s parameters or current performance. he knows that by heart. but the stars? that’s something else. knowing that he is made of stardust, and so is everyone else.

farah karim

musical theater. a story told through music, characters moving around stage, the different sets. the casts cycling through, the original recordings and covers and the sound of projecting voices echoing through the theater. the curtain calls, sound design, lights and tech crew. makeup and quick changes - over a dozen art forms coming together to create a single product.

kate laswell

making her own tea blends. taking care of plants to dry them in the sun when they’re ready, always leaving some for later. testing out what goes well with what, sharing the ones that taste the best with her wife. using natural medicinal properties for nausea, for headaches, dealing with cramps when they get bad. customizing teas to make the people she meets a tea that’s unique to that experience, every time.

rodolfo 

archeology. seeing how people lived all those years ago, how humanity has progressed. ancient acts of kindness - the disabled living long lives, babies buried with the best that could be offered, pets being laid to rest with their owners, tombs telling stories about the people’s lives, gravestones showing how loved the individuals were. what daily life looked like what must have been forever ago. knowing that there will be kindness and love and war and good and bad and victories and everything that makes humanity what it is, for as long as humans have their feet on the ground.

alejandro vargas

marine science. the vastness of it all - the depth of the ocean and the strength of the currents. the diversity of life and how much such a simple substance, just water, does for the entire earth. the different terms, and especially coral reefs. how a formation worn away by time and current and sun and tides has become a central place of life and support for so many creatures. how colorful they are, how delicate, now beautiful and so incredibly necessary they are. how much there is to love about the planet he lives on.

philip graves

urban exploration. seeing everything that’s been left behind, abandoned by the people who were there before. admiring how nature has taken back these man-made structures, the wear and tear, the animals that call those places home, even if they were never meant to be there. the echoing of footsteps and voices, the light filtering through cracks in the ceiling. ivy and sunlight and dust, serenity and silence in a once bustling thing.

#just havin some thoughts #sources: #call of duty #call of duty modern warfare 2 2022 #codmw22 #codmw2022 #characters: #simon ghost riley #john soap mactavish #john price #kyle gaz garrick #kate laswell #farah karim #nikolai #rodolfo #alejandro vargas #philip graves #post type: #headcanons ☁️ #posted by: #znmjr 🦈

[helenvader]

"Now... you know sacrifice."

"Beyond everything you've ever known."

This scene takes place where LUDA died.

Why did he never try to tell her about it? I know, because the writers didn't write it. But it makes no sense. Everybody WOULD try to explain.

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Tamar is so annoying. And she doesn't even look like she belongs to the show, she looks weirdly modern?

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Plot armor in the interior fight with the shadow monster was incredibly strong...

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"Let me carry the hatred of this world." - ok, at least SOMETHING. But Alina doesn't get it. Of course.

Why couldn't they make him sympathetic BEFORE his dying scene?

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Not the meadow again...

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Sasha is dead for a minute and Alina already used merzost. Notice that he didn't use it to resurrect the woman he loved when he created the Fold. He used it so as to SAVE GRISHA. He used it for others. She used it for herself.

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"I don't want any heretics to find his body and make a martyr's relic of it"

WHAT? She's such a self-important bitch. He ASKED you to do it. You have to twist everything, don't you?

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How can Kaz know poetry that Tolya quotes? Do they teach it on the streets of the Barrel?

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Genya really was reduced to a victim. But is David dead? People killed by the shadow monsters do not disappear. He might be alive. And I hope he is!

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"You both have every right." What bloody right do Zoya and Genya have to burn Sasha? Burning him is not revenge, it's what he bloody wanted to avoid his body to be misused.

I feel so sad for him. Finally. Finally something made me feel something.

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Oh no, a speech? Please no.

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Fjerdans looking at the Fold that is no more. Yay! Now they can enter Ravka from anywhere.

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Ha! A bee! Ha!

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Isn't a privateer basically a pirate licensed by the government to capture enemy ships, allowed to keep the spoils in return? Why do they need one?

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No. Don't spoil Kanej. Taken out of the book context, what Inej says sounds like she only cares about the physical part of love. :-(

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Mal being Sturmhond is like Dread Pirate Rogers from Princess Bride. 🤣

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Oh I see, privateer as in "spy". Maybe slaver ship hunter, too? I can accept that!

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Mal in teal frock! 🙃

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Ah, yes. Slaver ship hunter. I do like that!

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How can King of Ravka give pardon to a Kerch prisoner?

Except it didn't work anyway.

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The Apparat!

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Sobachka is a monster, as expected. :-(

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Alina *so* doesn't deserve Nikolai.

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Enter Zoya and Genya, the new nobility as it seems. Including shallow conversations. Oh wow, a refuge. That has been done before, hasn't it? Oh, but that doesn't count. It was evil when Sasha did it. At a much higher risk.

Doing away with coloured keftas is important, yes.

So Shu Han is suddenly just "estranged"?

WHAT DRUGS DID THE WRITERS TAKE?

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Triumvirate indeed.

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Isn't the Lantsov banner light blue? But maybe it's just a coronation thing.

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Jurda parem.

Impressively gory.

Alina, that was some smirk. Not walking the same path as Sasha? Just look at your face.

A great ending. Too bad so much of the show was meh.

#sab s2 live commentary #anti alina starkov

[gingersnapwolves]

Kouri watches Shadow and Bone 2.08

KAZ GIVING NIKOLAI HIS CANE

“Well, this all looks terrible”

MY MAN! HE DID THAT!

Inej just slicing and dicing those shadow monsters like hell fucking yes

Oh shut the fuck up Kirigan

If I had a nickel every time Alina stabbed Kirigan with a blade she had because Inej had previously thrown it, I’d have two nickels. It’s not much, but it’s weird that it happened twice.

What’s a little light necromancy between friends

KAZ READS POETRY

Ugh Kaz wanted to hug her so bad

(Jesper and Inej are so cute though)

FIVE OF CR - *CAWING SOUND*

I just about fucking died

Kaz and Nina bonding!

Kaz offering to help her!

I still don’t even know what happened to David. Like, the shadow monsters didn’t completely swallow anyone else. There’s this lingering shot on the dumbwaiter door like I’m supposed to see something there which will tell me what happened but I don’t??? Where is David????? They all assume he’s dead, but why? She can’t hear his heartbeat but maybe he went somewhere else??? 

My wife turned to me and said, “Did Jet just die?” and I cracked up

Really looked like Alina was gonna plunk that torch down right on Darkling’s crotch

I’m sorry but Darkling’s funeral scene is so funny to me because why are the crows even there lmao. They’re just awkwardly hanging out in the background and sort of wander off at the end? I’m crying

Kanej hurts so goooooooooooood

I don’t hate the way Tolya looks at Inej here. But I can’t wait for him to ask what’s up between her and Kaz and give them the same treatment he gave Wesper.

“Tolya, how’s it looking?” “Sexy, but not like we’re trying to, like, we’re trying, but it’s almost effortless”

The best book-to-show change is this bit with Matthias and the wolves

I think Nina should get to murder Pekka Rollins. As a treat.

Kaz’s cane upgrade!!!!!

Oh my God I actually forgot this dime-store Rasputin existed

Love how Nikolai decides this is a good time to strip and look at his injury

‘Not until the Apparat drapes me in a dead animal and bonks me with a scepter’ Nikolai ilusm

Alina’s dress is so gorgeous

ICE COURT ICE COURT ICE COURT

(But how can we do ice court without Inej? Who’s gonna call Inej and say they need her help?)

Fascinated by what they’re doing here. I mean, it makes sense. They wrote separate storylines to involve the crows in the SaB trilogy so it would make sense they’d write separate storylines for Alina and those characters to be involved in the SoC duology. But like, damn. Yikes. Big yikes.

#liveblog #shadow and bone #kouri watches shadow and bone

[doubleherbs]

thinking about sab trilogy again. thinking about tolya and nikolai and david bff talks.

specifically tolya and david walking through the tunnels, david talking about every region specific detail he can think of about the rocks and heavy crystalline pillars when they pass one of those. and tolya is talking about poetry he can relate to it. the idea of them reading books on heavily different subjects like the chemical compounds of refined powder vs the history of "animal" referring to people in love in ravkan poetry.

nikolai and davids whole thing of david immediately figuring out the components of nikolai's ship and being charmed by the logistics of it. them working together to invent pieces of the next. the idea of nikolai sitting across from david and leaning over an obnoxious amount of workbench space bouncing ideas off of him for the second opinion of "do you think it would be possible to..."

genya and zoya scheduling their boys on "playdates" which is just david, nikolai, and tolya sitting together or on a walk or ride where they just talk to each other. they take turns. sometimes they interrupt each other, not truly on purpose or with malice but just because its spurs on another line of ideas.

theyre best friends and nothing bad has or will ever happen to them. theyre actually hanging out rn trust me

#the horrors? i do not see them #grishaverse #shadow and bone #tolya yul bataar #david kostyk #nikolai lantsov #hope ppl read this like im an english professor crying during a lecture regarding their favorite piece off of the required reading

[geekmom3]

One shot/ story ideas free to use just tag me if you use them, can be smut or not up to you. This is part 1 of my ideas if they go over well I'll add a part 2.

Kaz falls for Waylan's sister who is basically a ball of sunshine and innocent.

The crows don't know Kaz has a girlfriend/wife who is pregnant till she goes to him because someone broke in and he gets all protective.

Eddie Munson falling for a girl like Luna from Harry Potter.

Eddie injured from fighting off the bats and the Scooby gang is trying to patch him up in his trailer and his secret pregnant girlfriend/wife come running in freaking out and Eddie makes a bad joke about rather fighting the bats again.

Sirius black with a bookworm girlfriend.

Mattheo riddle with a sunshine girlfriend and he gets overly protective of her.

Mattheo riddle coming to your rescue.

Harry and draco loving the same girl, (kinda like James and Snape did with Lilly) who also has ginger hair and Snape telling draco to not lose her like he did lilly and the girl ending up with draco.

Sirius black being with Remus's daughter and him finding out and James in the back just laughing because it's such a Sirius thing.

The Scooby gang getting ready to go back to the upside down to fight vecna and Eddie's sister who is dating Steve is trying to figure out how to tell him she's pregnant,(or Steve's sister dating Eddie).

Mattheo riddle gets in another fight and his worrisome Hufflepuff girlfriend finds out.

Ron's twin sister secretly pregnant and engaged to draco and everyone finds out during the battle of Hogwarts.

Fred or George with a Luna like girlfriend and he just finds her so adorable.

Bilbo's daughter who is basically sunshine it's self ends up with any of the following: fili, kili, thorin, bofor, thranduil, aragorn, or legolas.

Kaz would burn down all of ketterdamn is anyone touched his ray or sunshine.

Tolya falling for Alina's sister and always reading her poetry and her always blushing.

Cade Yeager falling for someone younger than him who was raised by the hound.

The darkling catching prince Nikolai's sister's eye and her doing anything hing for him because she can see the good in him.

Jame's younger sister and Sirius's younger brother being in love and keeping it secret until she gets harassed by older classmates and before the marauder's can jump in to protect her, Reggie runs over to protect her.

Bill or charlie Weasley falling hard for one of their younger brother's friends because of her sweet nature and love of all animals.

#stranger things #shadow and bone #harry potter #maruders #cade yeager #lord of the rings #the hobbit #one shot idea

[burningblake]

Finished S&B

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

WHERE TO START?!

I have so many questions!!

I FREAKING LOVED IT! LIKE EVERY PART OF IT! 😭😭😭

Like yes, even the ma/lina moments I didn't mind that much, because they were all somehow shadowed by the darkling being a dramatic bitch lmao. Like them dismantling the fold? It was beautiful and I cried a lot. But also, the fact that aleks wanted to stop her and suddenly went like "wait gotta admire my wife" 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂 Peak Cinema! More villains like this please!!

And that final speech of his 😭 "let me carry the hatred of this world" God I love him so much!!!

I know I know that there was not a single hint of requited romamce between darklina, which I honestly get, I mean, aleks did do some very bad things 👀 but still, the poetry of their mere existence? The fact that he is the darkness to her light and nothing will change that? The way her light burst out whenever he touched her? Epic.

Aside from that, I freaking loved how they tied all the separate plots together and even set up the ground for a soc/kos s3 or spin-off. (when kaz started talking about jurda parem I lost it asfagagh!! I haven't read the Nikolai duology but asdfg I can't wait to see zoyalai's story!) The crows were awesome! I loved that we got to see more of Jesper the Durast, Wylan must be protected at all costs and Nina Zenik owns my heart. AND KANEJ AAAAAAAAAAA!!!! I'd already gotten spoiled from gifs, but still, I loved their moments so freaking much!!! Inej being the one to pull him out of the hallucination :')

Ok i thought of something I didn't like and that's the fact that Genya and David deserved better 😭😭😭 I cried so hard. Like... Why? Why can't she have happiness? 😢

And finally, OH GOD!!!! THAT LAST SCENE?!?!? I saw the gifs but I thought it was an imaginary future! FIRST OF ALL!!!! DID SHE FUCKING SUMMON DARKNESS?!?!? I'M ECSTATIC! AND SECOND! without meaning to quote jesper, HOW? WHY? WHERE? WHEN? ADSFSGAGHA

#now I'll get to reblogging all the gifs I let sit in my tag until I watched this gem #shadow and bone #let there be a s3 #omg #Netflix for once don't disappoint me #darklina #kanej #zoyalai