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yes-i-exist-shutup · 6 months
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Why the grishaverse is absolute chaos in no particular order:
Easier access to weapons/bombs in Kerch
The fucking gang's and criminal empires in Kerch??
All grisha mandatory to serve in military in Ravka
The fucking druskelle (witch hunters)
Jurda parem black market?!?!??
Scientist who invented Parem killed so no one can recreate it
Nikolai having a goddamn demon in him
The saints living in the remains of the fold for centuries??? Hello??
What do you mean the queen of Ravka is half dragon??? Hello???
Amplifier bad?????
Those expiremental human-iron birds made by the Shu Han government?? Why does no one talk abt that??
The darkling dying and being RESURRECTED???
Darkling causing further chaos after being ressurected
The fjerdan governments grisha parem factories and slaves???
So much more I probably forgot lol
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kazbiter · 1 year
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gotta say leigh bardugo focusing on the power of amplifiers so heavily in shadow and bone and then starting six of crows with "okay now imagine you could get that kind of power by doing cocaine"... incredibly hardcore. perfect way to up the stakes. kinda insane. absolutely no notes
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*SPOILER WARNING FOR SHADOW AND BONE SEASON 2*
Ok I am absolutely buzzing to talk about the drugged grisha at the end of e8, and I know that sounds like a weird place to start - the very end of the show with a woman we’ve never met before who immediately dies - but there is so much going on here that really excites me. Now there’s LOADS of brilliant stuff to unpack in this scene, and I have thoughts about Alina, Nikolai, and the Crows as well, but right now I want to focus on the drugged Fjerdan grisha herself.
First of all, this scene was done FANTASTICALLY. I wrote down in my notes when we saw the newly amplified grisha that I was concerned it would be difficult to portray a clear difference between the power they have and the power that parem gives, but this scene immediately alleviated all of my fears.
In the brief time she’s on screen, the woman sits in the pews at Nikolai’s coronation, takes a dose of jurda parem, and attacks the congregation. We can assume that she’s heartrender based on the type of attack that she uses, and I think that we can also assume this was not her first dose of parem. She doesn’t stand when the rest of the congregation do, and although this could be interpreted as an act of defiance against the new king, she is also shown to be pale and struggling to breathe before she takes the drug. After taking it, we don’t see much of a physical change undertake her, only a massive amplification of power, which I think is reflective of the way that the initial high and power of the first dose can never be replicated. It could also hint that her drug has been mixed with a sedative to make her easier to control, which is what the Fjerdans do to their enslaved grisha. I think it’s safe to assume that the Fjerdans have spies deep in Ravka to be able to complete this action, and there are probably Drüskelle nearby as well to control her. This brings to what I think is most interesting about her character: the exclamation. When she steps up attack she shouts “Strymaktfjerdan!”, which translates to “Fjerdan might”. As a plot device this is to tell the audience that she was sent by Fjerda and that Fjerda have access to jurda parem, but from a character point of view this is an absolute goldmine of information about her. We can assume she grew up in Fjerda, meaning she’s lived most of her life hiding her power and probably has little to no training surrounding it. This should be immediately frightening: with no training she could attack an entire chapel of people, very nearly succeeding in killing them all within moments, and she didn’t even need a clear line of sight since there were plenty of pews behind her where the people were still affected, so what can we expect from trained grisha? But we also know that she’s grown up in a country that despises her, where she will only have survived this long by desperately lying to hide her identity, and could only be sent here by the Fjerdan government if she’d been caught - and yet she still believes in her country and exclaims its might. She is praising a government that has literally enslaved her and led her to her death, as they have done with thousands of other grisha. My personal headcanon here is that she is deeply indoctrinated by the Fjerdan government and has grown up to hate herself because of the world she is surrounded by. When she was eventually caught, she was offered to go to Ravka and serve her country in this way instead of going to trial and death, so she agreed. I imagine that she was only offered this because the experiments with parem meant the Fjerdans knew she would die anyway, and even if the parem itself (or Alina) didn’t finish her off, then she would be killed or tortured on her return in the Ice Court laboratory. My headcanon is that she was offered this proposition by Jarl Brum, and this is how they intend to write him in ready for the Six of Crows spin off show
(Also, if you happen to be familiar with my tumblr then it might not surprise you to know that I’ve (so far) filled 28 pages of my little notebook whilst watching the new season, and I only started making notes in episode 6, so believe me when I say that if you like these posts I have plenty more to come)
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restinslices · 4 months
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Ok so we know that Jurda Parem affected Nina by letting her control dead things instead of living things but what happens to other Grisha? Nina gets the opposite of her initial powers, that makes sense, but what about Tidemakers or Squallers? What happens to them if they stop taking it and survive?
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lissa-edem · 4 months
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Jesper felt guilty, because, firstly, he didn't take parem instead of Nina in the harbor in Fjerda and, secondly, he didn't take it to help Nina, when she was under that drug. But he shouldn't eat himself alive and we shouldn't do it either. There were horrible situations. They all felt despair and helplessness. Jes didn't want to be grisha.
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applecidersstuff · 6 months
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We all know what happened to Nina after she took parem, but do you ever think what would've happened if Jesper had taken it?
I'm not talking about the powers he would've had, I'm talking about how would he bear the addiction. Jesper had an alcohol addiction(I have a post about that somewhere) so there is a possibility it would've been slightly easier for him, simply because he has experience in that area
Edit: P.s. As there seem to be confusion in that area I will quote my reblog:
I’m not saying he would be able to fight it back I’m saying he would rather accept the lack of a new dose and would just let the drug take over his body(?)
I mean for Nina it was like being thrown in the water for the first time but for Jesper that “throw” was a regular thing so he would have taken it calmer I think ?
Like he would have a different reaction and that is what’s interesting
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mydarlingdearestdead · 10 months
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can tidemakers control any liquid or is it just water?
theoretically, could a tidemaker on parem control the blood inside someone's body and pull it out of them? of boil it? or some other twisted way to murder using the power?
I remember the guy who went through walls, but if a healer and a heartrender's powers can manifest differently what's to say that summoner's can't as well?
if this is a stupid question someone inform me
(I also haven't read Kos yet)
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sophisticated-crow · 4 months
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scary thought
guys I just had a terrifying thought: imagine Zoya Nazyalensky, our favourite dragon-queen and Squaller, on jurda parem. Imagine the chaos she’d be able to wreck—
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stromuprisahat · 11 months
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Anya
Six of Crows- Chapter 1
First chapter brings us one-sided longing. Young man’s crush on a pretty girl, who also happens to be virtually a slave in the house he’s guarding.
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Or perhaps she doesn’t have many reasons to laugh.
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Rules for Grisha indentures:
No walks allowed after dark.
You’re not entitled to any sort of explanation regarding your assignments. Neither are your colleagues.
No explanation’s required for sudden disappearance, be it due to death or unplanned reassignment.
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What was happening for that hour between Anya’s and Joost’s arrival?
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Is it only fear, or did they make her try something else before moving on to parem?
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Yes, Grisha indentures aren’t merely servants, they’re slaves. Serfs that can be sold. According to wiki, normal indentures “could usually marry, move about locally as long as the work got done, read whatever they wanted, and take classes" .
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I do so hate people- especially men- in power, touching others, when the situation doesn’t require it.
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Of course. Healer = nice and gentle.
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Oh! Poor, poor capitalistic pig!
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How much of Healer’s healing is about habit, intention, and how much compulsion?
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This isn’t simple “Preform the task!”, it’s psychological torture- the child was chosen deliberately- and non-consensual body modification. Perhaps not visible on the outside, but Grisha powers are their vital parts. Anya is expected to obey without questions, recieving mollifying half-truths alongside instructions.
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Money, money, money...
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They SO deserve to leave unharmed.
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KARMA!!!
Six of Crows- Chapter 3
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Let’s collectively pretend this never happened, Anya got away, got clean and lived!
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deathcherries · 1 year
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After jurda parem nina's powers took a 180 and went from being focused on the living to the dead, so... would the darkling become a sun summoner after parem? WOULD ALINA BE A SHADOW SUMMONER??
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so an alkemi is given parem, do you think they could potentially reverse the affects of it? Like because they're already on it, they could remove the drug from their body before it truly runs it's course and causes their lives to be fuck-all?
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sissytobitch10seconds · 3 months
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Febuwhump 1: Watching, Waiting
Fandom: Grishaverse: Six of Crows Summary: Jesper has already watched one person he love succumb to poison. He can't believe he has to do it again. Warnings: Addiction, drugs, sickness, heavy angst, and implied self harm Word Count: 3,372 Ship(s): Jesper Fahey/Nina Zenik
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“Isn’t there a way to get the rest of the parem out of her before it managed to destroy her?” Jesper asked. He was kind of speaking to no one, just letting the message float through the open air so that it might be caught by some merciful god or spirit. He wondered briefly if Inej and Nina’s saints were watching them, determining their fate as they sailed through the calm waters of the True Sea.
“There is,” Kuwei piped up. He glanced around for Nina, the one that could understand and translate for him easily. It made sense that what he had to say about the drug would be complex enough that it would be too hard for him to translate it. None of them understood this as well as Kuwei did and it was possible he knew words for it in Shu that didn’t even translate to Kerch.
Nina was still up by the bow of the boat, staring out across the endless ocean. She was wearing the coat that Matthias had retrieved from down below the decks and the scraps of chiffon and silk from the dress that she had stolen during their heist. The teal fabric was clinging to her breasts and legs in a pale imitation of clothing, which meant that she had raised gooseflesh on her arms and neck. 
Jesper leaned to the side so that he could go and get her. He had been standing more still than he ever had in his life as he watched over her. The situation that he was in now felt so familiar to what it had happened to him when he was a child that he was lost in the memories. It felt as though if he moved enough for the world to notice him, then everything good that they were struggling with was going to come crashing down around him. The stillness of his limbs and the slow breathing of his chest was the only thing that was keeping him from being dragged into the riptide of his own panic.
Almost as soon as he had moved to go and collect his girlfriend, Inej placed a hand on his arm. “I’ll do it,” she said. She disappeared into the dark blackness that was cast by the mast and the lack of moonlight. When she returned, Jesper took a moment to look over Nina so that he could be sure that she was still living and whole.
Her brown hair was snarled and matted from the trip down the river and the ride in the tank. Her pupils were still blown wide with the effect of the drug and the makeup she had worn for the new plan of the heist was beginning to fade. He had been right about the gooseflesh, though it covered more of her body than it usually did when she was cold. 
As she walked past him, she reached out and grabbed his hand to give him a reassuring squeeze. “I love you,” he whispered, so quiet that it was stolen by the wind whipping around them to bring them closer to Ketterdam. 
That thought had been a comfort to him when they had been filed into the prison and then again when they were trying to break out. Home meant the danger that he was used to instead of the unknowns of a culture he didn’t even speak the language of. Now, Jesper wasn’t sure what was actually going to be waiting for him when they got there. Some part of him had always known that what he had with Nina might be temporary. She was something great, beautiful, and powerful. The only reason that she had stayed in Ketterdam was because of her guilt at getting Matthias thrown into Hellgate for a crime he didn’t commit. She had righted that wrong and once again found her best friend, the Druskelle she had reformed on the ice and loved like a brother. Nina had the ability to go home now, she had the ability to go back where she belonged and would be free. Jesper didn’t have the option to go with her, not when he still harbored so much fear at being accepted as Grisha.
Everything was already so complicated that he could barely even delve into that pit of darkness without feeling his feet slipping out from under him. He wondered it if was possible to lose sea legs when one had been born with them.
“What did you want me to translate?” Nina asked. She and Kuwei spent a moment speak to each other and then she sighed. “Apparently it’s possible for the parem to be drawn out of someone else dosed with the drug. They usually used a Fabrikator or Healer. I can’t do it myself because my body has already absorbed enough of it that it would only give me a smaller dose instead of eradicating it entirely. I’ll also lose the ability to get it halfway through.”
Jesper swallowed and felt his stomach sink down into nothingness. He didn’t have the chance to think about or even dwell on the topic before Kaz said, “If we can’t get it out of you then we should know what to expect from the comedown. What’s that like?” He was directing his questions to Kuwei even though Nina was going to be the one to tell him.
Kuwei glanced at Kaz and then looked back to Nina. He spoke to her the entire time, the Shu words dancing in the night air and disappearing into a breeze. Jesper felt like the wind was stealing things from him, the way that they talked about in the old songs. He knew that it wasn’t alive, that it had no mind of its own when it wasn’t being controlled by a Grisha, but it reminded him too much of the dusty man that had come to take his mother away.
“Are you going to translate?” Kaz asked Nina. She glowered at him and then folded her arms over her chest. She began to list off every single symptom that Kuwei had seen the other Grisha go through when they were coming off of parem and which ones would be most likely for her to experience.
With every single word that she said, Jesper felt his heart skip a beat and then return faster. He knew what it looked like when someone was sweating because of how hard they were shaking, when they couldn’t keep down a single piece of food, and had uncontrollable mood swings. He knew what it looked like when someone had a toxin in their body that they were tring to purge, likely more intimately than anyone else standing on the deck of the boat.  
When she finished, her forest green eyes turned towards Jesper and locked with his own. His girlfriend was beautiful under the flickering orange hue of the lamps on the mast and the silvery white of the stars and moon in the sky. He had always liked her best at night, when she dressed like herself and laughed freely around a mouth full of powdered sugar donuts and fried potatoes. She was wearing tattered clothing and had dark circles under her eyes from the days that they had spent awake while carrying out their hesit. Despite that, she was still gorgeous.
His heart finished hammering in his chest and he felt grounded. She was there, she was still alive. She was strong and knew what she was doing. She would make it through this. She had to.
She turned her head back towards their leader with her perfect lips pursed. “Now, if you don’t mind, I’m going to go find something to change into before I catch cold. You can come find me if you have something else you want to talk to me about. Don’t bother knocking, I’ll be able to hear you coming.”
No one had the power to stop her and no one even tried. Jesper understood, he was a little bit scared of Nina in the current state that she was in. She had controlled an entire army without even raising her hands and then almost dragged the blood out of three Druskelle. She was so powerful that she might as well be heralded as a saint back in her home country.
The moment that she disappeared down the steps, he felt the hammering of his heart return. He realized then that she had reached into his guts and calmed his pulse, which he wasn’t really all that surprised about. Even before she had taken the drug that amplified her powers, she had been able to tell his heartbeat out from the others. According to her, it was something that all Corporalnik did, a passover from when the schools had been separated and they only found partners within their own sects.
Jesper stumbled over to the edge of the ship and then grasped the railing so hard that he was leaving imprints in it. He felt the shimmering emergence of his power and the way that the wood turned soft underneath his palms as a way to prove it. He didn’t care, not right now, not when Nina was suffering the way that she was. 
“Wylan, come with me,” Kaz said. The two men disappeared belowdecks, where Jesper should have been to watch his girlfriend and make sure that she was okay. He turned his head to the side and saw Inej and Matthias discussing something that he couldn’t be bothered to pay attention to. Matthias was Nina’s best friend, he understood her in a way that Jesper could never relate to. He knew that they were close, that they had been through something that had bonded them together like soldiers after a battle.
He’d have to make sure that he was in the sick room before Matthias was if he wanted to actually be able to care for Nina. The Fjerdan oaf was rather protective of her which was sweet if Jesper didn’t know how to better care for someone in her state.
He pushed off of the railing and then made his way down the stairs. He could barely even pay attention to the people that pushed past him, clocking that it was Kaz only because he glimpsed the sharp crow’s head of his cane. Jesper could feel his palms sweating and his breath catching in his throat as he approached the door and then paused. 
“Are you going to come in, lovebug?” Nina asked.
It was the nickname she had first picked for him, the one that she always used when he woke up from nightmares. He swallowed back his fear and reminded himself that this was about her, not about him. “Course I am, blini,” he teased as he crossed the threshold and then walked over to her. 
She had changed into a plain white shirt, soft cotton clinging to the tops of her arms and her high collarbones. She was also wearing what appeared to be his skirt, loose and open around her with the pleating spread out so that it could match the circumference of her grand hips instead of the narrowness of his. “How are you feeling?” he asked without thinking about it as he approached her.
She shrugged, flipping some of her chocolate curls over her shoulder. “Fine, I suppose. It’s getting to be a bit overwhelming, hearing and seeing all of these things that I couldn’t before.
Jesper couldn’t even imagine hat it was like to have to suddenly deal with that. He gave her a nod and then hesitantly reached out so that he could touch her arms. She leaned into him, which meant that the hypersensitivity hadn’t started yet. “Can I braid your hair? It’ll help when thins begin to progress.”
She opened her mouth to ask him what he meant before she then realized and nodded. He walked her over to the bed, sitting her down on the edge of the mattress before he moved behind her. The sickroom was the only room that had a bed in it, so that it was easier to change dressings and examine someone. The rest of the boat had hammocks so that people could sleep despite the rocking of the waves.
As soon as Nina had sat down, Jesper moved behind her so that he was kneeling on tha mattress. He took the locks of her hair into his hands and carded his fingers through it so that he could undo the snarls and straighten out the ringlets. Once he had finished, he gathered two small strands near the front of her face into his fingers. He twisted and pleated, grabbing more and more hair as he went, until she had a thick braid down her back and out of her face.
He moved off of the bed and sat beside her, her fingers threaded through his. She slumped against him after a while and it soothed the panic in his heart. The way that she instigated cuddling with him was always like she was trying to drop her entire weight on him all at once, and it reminded him very fondly of the barn cat he had back on his father’s farm.
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Only an hour or two had passed before the withdrawal symptoms began to occur. Just as Jesper had suspected that it would, her skin began to feel hyper-sensitive, to the point where she didn’t even want him on the bed. He settled on getting things prepared for her by having a barrel of water brought into the corner of the room and an empty bucket for when the nausea hit.
Focusing on the things that he could do for her took away some of the panic that was flooding through her mind. He remembered too much of what had happened when he was a child for him to remain entirely calm like she needed, which made him wonder if it really would be better for Matthias to be downstairs with her. She seemed distressed and worried whenever Jesper began to head for the door so that he could get something else, though, so he figured that staying with her was better than leaving now that he had set a precedent.
After he had gotten everything that they needed into the sickroom, there was nothing else that he could do. He sat down beside her on the bed and tried not to touch her in a way that would hurt her. 
The hours crept on deeper and deeper into the night. Nina had started shaking to the point where it looked like she was convulsing. The sweat from the movement and the adrenaline was soaking through her shirt so that it was sticking to her body. The nausea was the most recent symptom and seemed to be the most brutal. Every couple of minutes she would lean over the side of the bed and heave. The first couple times, something actually came out and hit the bottom of the bucket with a rather disgusting splat. After that, she just began to dry heave.
Jesper got her water and sat with her while she got sick. He sang her the songs that he remembered she said she liked in his voice, told her the same stories that his father had always told him when he was sick as a child. He didn’t feel like he was doing enough, like he actually had a reason to be in the room. He had to find something else that he could do to soothe the hurt that she was battling her way through.
Eventually, she slipped into an uneasy sleep and he was left alone wiht his thoughts. Jesper used her unconsciousness as a chance to escape from the room and search out something that he could actually do to help her. “Kaz,” he called as he emerged up onto the deck of the ship.
“Jesper,” the other man replied as he turned to look at his sharpshooter.
“I know that I’m not your favorite person right now, but I need your help,” he explained. He was moving like there was a live wire running through his body. He wished that he was back in Ketterdam already so that he could bury his troubles in a handful of cards or a mug of the strongest lager he could get a hold of. Nothing like that would really be helpful, but it was better than the feeling echoing through his stomach.
“The answer is no,” Kaz replied, his voice a dark rasp against the cool hum of the ocean.
“I haven’t even told you what I’m going to ask for yet!” Jesper snapped, indignant.
“You’re going to ask me for the rest of the parem so that you can try to draw out what remains in Nina’s system or all of it. The answer is no,” Kaz snapped back in reply.
He felt like he was going insane. That wasn’t the answer that he was expecting and it certainly wasn’t the one that he wanted. “What do you mean you’re not going to give it to me? You know why I want it, don’t you?”
“I do. Your attachment to Nina means that you want to save her above your own health. It’s the same reason that I advised you against pursuing something serious while you were working for me,” Kaz replied. He was grasping his cane so tightly in his hand that the leather of his gloves were creaking.
Jesper clenched his fists at his side and wished that he had kept his guns on his hips. Touching them was enough to remind him of the ever-present calmness of his mother, shooting them was enough to get him that giddy rush of calm. He had taken them off when he had gone to care for Nina so that it would be more comfortable for them to both be in the same place. “I have an attachment to her because she’s my girlfriend, but I want to do this because it’s the smarter move.”
Kaz didn’t say anything, just rose his eyebrow to try and prompt the other boy forward. He had done that so many times during their time working together that he was able to recognized it immediately. “Nina is a heartrender with the ability to heal people. She should be the one that’s fully operational when we get back to Ketterdam so that she can help if something goes wrong and Van Eck crosses us.”
“That is a fair bit of logic from you, Jesper,” Kaz turned his head back out towards the sea. “But she’s a lot more likely to recover form the addiction than you are. You’ve already got addictions that you’re battling with and based on the fact that you gave us up to save your father’s farm, you’re not beating them back very effectively. You don’t need another one to deal with. Am I understood?” he asked. His voice was dark and dangerous, something that spoke for no more argument.
Jesper didn’t have it in him to do so anyway. He gave an awkward nod of his head and then stumbled back towards the stairs that led belowdecks. Nina had woken up while he was gone and she was hunched over to the bed again. He hurried over to her so that he could sit down next to her. He made sure not to touch her sweaty back, even to peel back some of the fabric that was clinging to her skin. He just grasped her braid and moved it away from her face while she hurled again.
He loved Nina more than he knew it was capable to love someone. He wanted nothing more than to make her comfortable, if not to save her from the Hell that she was going to go through while trying not to die. Somewhere above them both was a packet of drugs that would give him the ability to soothe her, he knew that their Grisha orders were closer than a lot of people thought that they were. If he wasn’t so helpless, he would have been able to save her.
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if-hell-was-a-person · 9 months
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wylan and parem tailoring
ok so i was having a chat with a friend and she said "i wonder if wylan slowly starts looking like kuwei again" because regular tailoring faded over time and we have come to no conclusion and are very confused
we are also confused as to if any of these things would happen
parem may or may not be permanent (effected person and anyone altered by it as well)
wylan could end up looking like kuwei and back to wylan (if parem fades over years)
could fade over the years might not though
nina powers could fade as well
is jurda parem permanent
can regualr tailoring be permanent
would wylan have his features touched up every once and a while
was wylans tailoring A: removed B: re tailored again C: a tiny bit of both
if he did end up looking like kuwei would it fade
is only cosmetics tailoring unpermanent because its not original
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kanej-lover · 7 months
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Miss Næna Zenuk sketch 🫀🫀🫀
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I desperately need to see the nina on parem scene i just know Danielle would EAT THAT UP
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shadow and bone season two spoilers
Also, why don't we talk about the fact they almost used Baghra's bone's ashes as Jurda Parem? I mean, just this whole battle with Darkling's upgraded grisha gave me Parem Vibes
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