#vasily lantsov

[my-darling-inej]

shadow and bone + the onion (season 2 edition) pt. 2

Part 1 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Kaz Edition

Season 1: Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Crows Edition

#shadow and bone #sab meme #kaz brekker #inej ghafa #the darkling #nikolai lantsov #wylan van eck #vasily lantsov #kanej #wesper #my meme

[wh0refornikolailantsov]

Better Late Than Never - Nikolai Lantsov

Summary: Nikolai returns to unexpected events regarding his brother and his childhood best friend.

Content Warnings: Vasily. No Beta/Proof Reading.

So I figured I posted 10 Tolya ones, I'm going to post one for my husband, the love of my life, the man of my dreams, by darling bastard prince, Nikolai.

He hadn't changed. Not in the years he had been away. Nikolai still looked exactly the same. The same clever persona that he wore around those he built it for. The same balanced tone he had practiced for years before perfecting. That same damned smile that was far too mischievous to exist in this surrounding, these rooms filled with important people who barely knew how to do anything that mattered.

You had almost hoped that he would've changed, or he would've been different to what you remembered him being, because seeing him like this, the same as you remembered him, was the hardest thing you'd ever had to do. Your Nikolai, late to the party, in more ways than one.

Vasily was so quick to pull you over to greet him, all laughter and welcomes, you didn't get a chance to speak. Nikolai stared at you as his brother spoke, you guessed it was to do with the unnecessarily extravagant attire you were wearing which was very out of character, or why you were within any distance of Vasily by choice.

"Brother, I am guessing no one has told you the good news," Vasily's tone was joyful but in a calculated type of way that made Nikolai very nervous. He couldn't understand what you were doing here, he was glad to see you, but you had only ever been on the grounds because he had asked you to be, you had often said these walls felt too high and you felt trapped into a life you didn't need reminders of. So why were you here?

"We are short on good news these days, so please go ahead," Nikolai said trying to keep his eyes on his brother, stop them wandering back to you.

"Well, I am betrothed," Vasily gleamed, his gaze turned back to you and Nikolai suddenly understood with blinding clarity exactly why his brother was being so chipper. "Or should I say we we are betrothed?"

Nikolai didn't hear much of what Vasily has to say after that, he just gives small nods as his brother talks a while more, eyes continuously darted to you, trying to read the situation, you tried to avoid his gaze. You had missed Nikolai dearly, and in his absence so many things had spun out of control, you had done nothing but wish for his return, but now he had it filled you with a strange uncertainty, a fear you didn't recognize.

Finally Vasily was pulled away by a member of the court and for the first time, you were left alone with Nikolai. "I missed you Kolya," were the first words you could muster.

"He proposed," Nikolai met you with and you frowned. No niceties and cat and mouse with Nikolai, then again you shouldnt have been suprised, it was always like that with him. The Puppy Prince never expected you to play games with him, or so you'd always thought. But all his time away, you'd forgotten what such directness felt like. It would've been a relief, had the topic not been one of such burden.

"I wouldn't say proposed as such," you said lowering your voice, "it was more of a demand than a question."

"And you said yes?" Nikolai asked.

"I said nothing, I thought that be the safer option, safer than explaining how I dare turn down a prince," you explained.

"You'd be surprised how easily that comes to some," Nikolai gave you a grin, the type you remember from the years of back and forth with him, and for a moment you can forget where you are, and why, you can even forget the reason you're talking. But only for a moment.

"He took my silence as a yes, and I'm in no position to correct him," you raised your arms gently in a gesture to the whole room, "so here I am." The displeasure behind your perfectly practiced demeanour was clear to Nikolai now, as it always had been in all the years passed.

"This is not what you want," Nikolai said as if it could be a revelation of any kind and not some natural statement of fact.

"No Nikolai," you teased your voice dripping with the sarcasm that Nikolai himself was so fluent in, "I dream of nothing more than to be married to your boorish, pigheaded, wanton brother who sees me as not an equal or a companion or even a bride but as a simple toy to steal away from you. Please, let me be married faster."

In all their years of friendship, Vasily had envied Nikolai and you, the one thing that Vasily could not easily take and make his own. "Careful, love, that sounds treasonous," Nikolai says, the laughter in his voice but you sense the parts of him missing. The parts filled with concern for you.

"Please, charge me, and then I can be free of him, if only in death," you smiled, so forced, and Nikolai let the facade slip.

"You are truly so unhappy?" Nikolai asked.

"Can you imagine a world in which being with your brother could make me anything less than miserable?" You asked.

"I'm sorry," Nikolai managed, truly at a loss for what to do. "I know you never intended to marry."

This acknowledgement suprised you, not least of all because it wasn't true. "What do you mean?"

"Just that you had never once seemed interested in those who wished to court you, and if I remember there were plenty," Nikolai tried to brush it off but there was something else in his voice when he spoke. Jealousy?

"That had nothing to do with my desire to marry," you stated. "I wished to marry Nikolai. I wish still to marry. I just never was asked by someone whom I would want to be my husband. The men I would wish to marry, seemed to never care to ask."

Vasily beckoned you with a hand, and you sighed deep, knowing your limited time without him was quickly ending. But something you said struck Nikolai and you could see it on his face. You were marrying Vasily, and Nikolai would likely be returning to wherever he came from soon enough, and it would likely be another five years or so before you saw him again, if the war ever ended and the Darkling didn't slaughter you all. But maybe, being engaged to the prince was enough to make you hope for that outcome, a short marriage and impending death. The thought brought a chuckle to your lips even if it never made it out of your mouth.

What could go worse now? What damage was their truly left to do, so before you depart to your fiance across the room, you turn to Nikolai to speak again. "I had dreamt of becoming a Lantsov for a very long time, Kolya," you admitted to him, "but I never once as much as entertained the thought I could be marrying your brother."

Nikolai is left in what you might believe to be the only moment you've found him without words to say as you made your way to return to your husband-to-be's side.

Nikolai watched you go, beyond lost. In all these years, he had assumed all your back and forth, all the flirtation, it was a pastime for you. That you wore charm like he did, as an armour. He had always believed your fluttered eyelashes and your gentle dalliance and teasing were not based in anything real. He had dared not to think of it, because as much as a prince may get used to hearing 'yes.' He was only the second prince, and a bastard at that if the rumours were to be believed. Anything he could want his brother could easily take from him, and would. So he had never let himself wonder. If your feelings had been genuine he wanted them to be for him and not his title or his lineage or his prospects. And they had. They always had and he had not seen it.

And now Vasily had done what Nikolai had feared regardless, seeing through the forest and the trees to what was so obvious that he had not considered it.

You.

You who now stood, unable to alter your position and overwhelmingly desperate to be anywhere but where you are, besides his brother.

There is nothing in that moment Nikolai would not do to fix it.

He must fix it.

Update: Part 2

#shadow and bone #nikolai lantsov #vasily lantsov #grishaverse #nikolai x you #nikolai lanstov x reader #nikolai x reader #nikolai lantsov fanfic #sturmhond #sturmhond x you #sturmhond x reader

[stromuprisahat]

Good teacher, but either naïve or intentionally ignorant

Siege and Storm- Chapter 11

There's a lovely passage of Nikolai passing his leadership wisdom on Alina. I'll get to it later and add a link.

Nikolai seems like a good teacher. Supportive, encouraging. When that doesn't work, he attempts distraction by making Alina laugh, which works.

The Unwanted Kiss.

I think the main issue here is not exactly consent, but the way they view themselves.

Nikolai's a public figure and his actions are a performance. If he's not entirely opposed to it, all the better.

Alina wants to remain only Alina. You might make her smile and wave, but she'll be always thinking first about Mal's feelings on the matter and her own discomfort.

Careful, Nikolai! You're slowly becoming the Darkling in Alina's eyes.

Sure, especially if you have nothing to offer. What can Nikolai put on the table, that an Heir cannot have already? It's not like work IS required on his part- just look at current Tsar.

Nikolai acts like a typical idealist, clinging to his illusions despite his experience. Building on belief in people's reason, while there is none. It's even worse than completely naive person- seeing him giving Alina pretty good advices one moment, putting all his money on unfounded hopes the next.

This is another aspect, where he and Aleksander considerably differ. Nikolai has been through some reality vibe checks, yet he clings to laws and expects to change the world in their boundaries or through legislative means. Aleksander went through the same shit so many times he knows morality is a fancy armour crushing those you'd like to protect.

~

Now when Fedyor's group appears, looking for Alina:

You're SO right, Prince Blind Privilage! They should've sat on their asses, so your beloved First Army can slaughter them all! Again- surprising omission on his sources' part, isn't it?! Not a word about the pogroms all this time he's touring half of Ravka?

Or does he simply not believe his Army would do ~that~ (to Crown's property no less)?

Or maybe the Prince Perfect believes staged trials are legal enough?!

Or that obeying law comes before one's continued existence among the living...

There's also the option admitting First Army's wrongdoing might cost him their support, isn't it?!

Btw, they're deserters, but so is Alina's beloved, yet even the Golden Prince doesn't seem to mind. Hypocrite too much?!

WHY WOULD YOU SET THIS UP SO WELL FOR NIKOLAI AS THE REAL VILLAIN AND IGNORE IT?!

#Grishaverse #S&S Chapter 11 #Nikolai Lantsov #Alina Starkov #The Darkling #Vasily Lantsov #First Army #Second Army #grishanalyticritical #Siege and Storm #Grisha trilogy #V #books #quotes #Leigh Bardugo

[worst-siblings-tournament]

Round 1, Match 5

Vinsmoke Ichiji, Niji, and Yonji (One Piece) vs Nikolai and Vasily Lantsov (Grishaverse/Shadow and Bone)

Propaganda under break

Vinsmoke Ichiji, Niji, and Yonji

Three quadruplets born with superhuman abilities thanks to their dad being an egotistical jerk. They’ve all had their emotions and sense of morality stripped away, leaving only cocky asshats that regularly beat up others for their own enjoyment. The third quadruplet was born without these abilities, so they constantly attacked and mocked him, bringing him to tears on a near constant basis. When he compliments the cooking of one of their staff while protecting her from having a dish thrown at her face, they later find her and attack her for revenge. They’re never given their comeuppance, save for being tied to some chairs and nearly killed. This does not change their personalities. Most of the blame is put on their father (which makes sense, he sucks), but it cannot be denied that the three of them suck too. Just to a lesser degree.

Nikolai and Vasily Lantsov

Vasily is all around pretty terrible and Nikolai does not like him. Nikolai mentions once that he thinks Vasily tried to poison him when he was twelve. Their dynamic is pretty much Nikolai ripping into him for his horrible decisions and Vasily countering with ‘at least I’m a Lantsov’ because Nikolai’s a bastard. Then Vasily dies

#worst siblings tournament #Round 1 #Poll #One Piece #Grishaverse #Shadow and Bone #vinsmoke ichiji #vinsmoke niji #vinsmoke yonji #nikolai lantsov #vasily lantsov #poll tournament

[crowleybrekkers]

vasily kissing alina's hand and her reaction of pure disgust - shadow and bone s2e4

#poor alina had to go through that #loresgifs #queen deserved better #shadow and bone #shadow and bone s2 #grishaverse #shadow and bone netflix #alina starkov #vasily lantsov #alinastarkovdaily #alinastarkovedit #sabedit #sabladies #shadowandbonesource #shadowandbonecentral #shadowandboneedit

[lordfunkyhair]

When Vasily died Nikolai really just said womp womp and moved on

#shadow and bone #seige and storm #grishaverse #nikolai lantsov #vasily lantsov #womp womp

[everythinggrishaversebxm1012]

(Not) Just A Healer

Summary - Nikolai Lantsov has all the more to lose when he returns to Ravka having fallen in love with a certain Healer while on the True Sea

Part I - Nikolai Meets His Healer

You had met Dominik and Nikolai when they both took a bullet in battle in the earliest years of them both serving for the First Army. Dominik felt it was right and it was an opportunity to be with Nikolai since Vasily cut off their abilities to see each other. Nikolai felt at the time that was the best way he could serve his country. Both had been shot and it was Nikolai screaming for a healer that got your attention. What got Nikolai’s attention was that you ran a few hundred yards through a dangerous zone to use your powers as a Grisha. It was no mystery that the First Army and Second Army did not get along well. To your credit, you saved them both. “Might I get your name?” Nikolai asked, sitting up and looking right at you.    

“May I ask why,  Moi tsarevich ?” You asked in response, wiping your hands of the small amounts of blood on your hands.     

“So I may know the name of the ever-beautiful person who saved me and my friend’s life,” Nikolai responded, seriously before the slightest smile graced his lips. You had heard many things about the second-born royal, and you weren’t sure what to make of him. Handsome–yes, loved by the people, sure had some level of authority about him, but a different kind. A kind that you might just follow if he sat on the throne.    

“Y/N.”     

He repeated the name, quietly to himself before standing. Only days later, much to your fellow Grisha’s surprise and your’s did you find yourself being taken wherever Nikolai Lantsov went. Not that he didn’t give you the choice, he seemed to be a gentleman in that regard. “There has always been tension between those who are Grisha and those who are not. You of course would understand that. I would like you to travel with me and my regiment. Act as a healer for us. If you wish.”      

“I suppose we can’t have Ravka’s wonder-boy dying, can we?” That was your response and it only left Nikolai chuckling, something bordering along the edges of a smirk danced over his face, eyes sparkling.     

Nikolai grew to trust you, and found comfort in your presence. You had healed him countless times and each time he became a little bit more bold with the flirtations, though you were not entirely sure if that was any reflection of any feelings towards him.    

In Nikolai’s eyes, you became his confidante and more than a healer for him and his colleagues. He sought you out for advice on occasion, mostly because you had proven you weren’t going to simply nod along because he was a prince. Dominik enjoyed your presence as well, and grew an attachment to you as well, happy to see you were not afraid to knock his dear friend down a peg or ten.     

Nikolai remembered the day of his eighteenth birthday his thigh got a deep slice to it and he came into the tent, making his stupid jokes, claiming his mother was like an oyster and he was the pearl. You were not having it, and you simply told him “Shut up and get it on the table so that I may take care of your injury.” That was the moment he realized how much you actually meant to him.      You acted as a healer for him until he was nineteen. He told you in secret that he was leaving for the seas, realizing he would be much better serving his people as a Privateer than a soldier confined to land. He ensured to stress Privateer, not pirate. He then asked you to go with him. “You said it yourself, ‘I suppose we can’t have Ravka’s wonder-boy dying.’”   

You gave him a I’m not interested look.    

“Think of the money, the adventure!” After a few more minutes of making those stupid charming, borderline puppy-dog eyes he managed to convince you.   

It was on the True Sea that you learned of his feelings for you. The feelings you very much reciprocated. At first it was gentle, quick physical touch or gentle hugs, and it slowly built. Though neither of you confessed feelings until the day you had been injured fighting a group of slavers a few months into your journey.   

You had been laying there not finding the energy to tell him to just be quiet until it felt like Nikolai cursed himself around the world.    

“Nikolai, I’m truly alright. It was a simple graze!” You said to him, ever so slightly lifting your head.

“Well what if it wasn’t?!” He snapped, in your direction before cursing himself out again. He was angry with himself more than anything. “What if it–” His voice broke and you didn’t know what to do. Maybe it was because you were exhausted, probably the exhaustion, but you pulled him towards you kissing him. After a few moments pause, feelings were finally confessed.    

From that moment on Nikolai didn’t seem to care who was around. If he so desired to wrap you in his arms that’s what he would do. You spent two years out on the water until the famed Alina Starkov and Mal Oretsev got charter on the Volkvolny and you were headed home yet everything was different. Before you were a healer for the prince, now you were his partner and that was certainly going to change some things.

#nikolai lantsov x reader #nikolai lantsov #vasily lantsov #alina starkov #mal oretsev #sturmhond #Reader is a healer #tv show plot

[lilisouless]

Just saw someone using Alina’s rant to Vasily to say that all of those things apply to book Mal and therefore she would hate him and…Vasily was a privileged rich prince who has an important power position, he was supposed to be the person who one day would take care of Ravka and has the resources to have a proper education. Mal was a commoner sodier who was destined to know nothing but war one day he will die in. Okay, book Mal is no perfect by no means, but you can’t compare both situations, specially if one decided to actually do good things

#netflix shadow and bone #leigh bardugo #mal oretsev #malyen oretsev #alina starkov #malyen oretsev deffense #pro malyen oretsev #alina starvok #vasily lantsov

[mydarlingdearestdead]

Vasily: Imma grow up and be King of Ravka.

Nikolai:

Vasily:

#if you get it you get it #im posting so many of these #vasily lantsov #nikolai lantsov #zoyalai #Ravka #shadow and bone #siege and storm #ruin and rising #shadow and bone trilogy #king of scars #rule of wolves #lantsov brothers #king of ravka #dragon queen #zoya nazyalensky #incorrect quotes #incorrect grishaverse #grishaverse incorrect quotes #grishaverse #grisha #incorrect grishaverse quotes #leigh bardugo #leigh bardugo is a god

[bookworm-center]

#david kostyk #grishaverse #bookworm center #six of crows #shadow and bone #matthias helvar #jordie rietveld #the darkling #aditi fahey #issac #vasily lantsov #anyone else? #i feel like ive forgotten a lot of people tbh #dunyasha lazareva #baghra morozova

[namedafterflowerstournament]

Botanic Tournament : Main Bracket !

Round 1 Poll II

The Russian name Василий (Vasily) is close to василек (cornflower)

(Cornflowers and maple leaves)

#botanic tournament #tournament polls #round 1 #vasily lantsov #grishaverse #shadow and bone #leigh bardugo #bookblr #maple animal crossing #ac maple #ac community #animal crossing fandom #gameblr #acnh maple #acnh villagers #acnh #animal crossing new horizons #animal crossing

[wh0refornikolailantsov]

omg you write for Nikolai too?? could you do a part 2 to Better Late Than Never - i love the idea!!

Sure can do, Nikolai is my love. Tolya content is because I love my bestie and apparently the fandom as a whole is deprived of Tolya content which is unacceptable honestly. But yeah thought my username might give away the Nikolai enthusiasm, and I'm more than happy to write content for him, he plagues my every waking thought and honestly I'm not mad about it.

Part 1

Better Late Than Never Part 2 - Nikolai Lantsov

Content Warnings: Vasily. No Beta/Proof Reading.

All Nikolai could do was think about you, about his brother and about all the ways he wanted to bring a stop to everything.

The thoughts consumed his every waking moment, his conscious thoughts being entirely clouded by you. Your laugh. Your smile. The way you had looked at him the night he found out about your engagement, that pleading look in your eyes, that wishing he could do something, anything to fix it. You had given him that look once before, before he left. When you'd begged him to stay without saying a single word about him leaving.

He had left anyway, and a day had not passed by when he had not thought of how sad you were to see him go. He had often thought about returning, and what it would be like to see you again. He had never in those worst thoughts considered that he would return to you stuck and so resigned to it.

It's not like you hadn't considered your options, you'd considered just leaving Ravka, which you admitted was a bit of an extreme method for getting out of an engagement, but this was to Vasily Lantsov, First Prince of Ravka, destined to be King of Ravka, and you took no joy in the prospect of being his Queen.

It was late when you heard the knock on your bedroom door, you'd been moved in months prior to the engagement, it was a matter of your familys relationship with the crown and the manner in which of the countries war. Your father needed so often at council meetings you had been relocated for convenience, which hindsight let you wonder if that had not just been an excuse on Vasily's part to get you close.

He knew you hated him, you'd never been good at hiding it, and he adored just how much you disliked him, he treated it like a game. It only made you hate him more.

You opened the door and of all the people you'd expected to be at your door, Nikolai had not made the list. And yet, it was his deep eyes, and his soft, sleep tousled hair that you laid eyes on. His rob hung loosely tied, the fabric not held close across his chest, he was showing far too much skin to just be walking around the halls and you both knew it.

"Nikolai," you grabbed his hand and pulled him inside your room without thinking. You leaned quickly on the door until it closed and stared at Nikolai, who tried to look like he had a good excuse for the intrusion but you both knew he did not. Not with that look on his face, you knew it better than most of his looks, this was he was causing trouble, for him, for you, for both of you, was anyone's guess, and he couldn't find it in himself to be sorry about it. "What are you doing here?"

"You just pulled me inside your bedroom in the dark of night, and you're asking me about my intentions," he teased you, he should know better but he doesnt, "people will talk."

"Nikolai," you mumbled.

"I have been thinking about your situation," Nikolai said and for a moment you pondered if maybe he had been drinking, but no, this was something else. "And I've been trying to think of how I could fix this."

"Fix it?" You laughed, and it was more bitter than you intended.

"Yes," the softness in his face made you want to grab his face and shake sense into him, or kiss him but those feelings were like old friends to you and you would not let them shake you.

"Oh Kolya," you sighed, and gave him the softest smile you were capable of mustering. "You have to live up to your name, don't you?"

"Saint of Sailors," he tried, desperate for you not to say it.

"Can't you see I am a lost cause?" you asked. He didn't look at you then, unable to handle the look he knew he would find in your eyes.

"I will not believe you are a lost cause," he says, "I cannot believe that."

"Then you can believe in me for the both of us."

He stepped close and you moved to step back but were quickly reminded of the door you leant against. You couldn't let him be close to you, not after all this time. Not like this. Not because he felt guilty for never noticing. Not because he felt guilty for leaving. Not because of Vasily. Not because Nikolai thought he owed you something.

Not because you are engaged to his brother.

"What if I took you away?" He asked. You would be sure he was drunk now if he wasn't holding your gaze so adamantly, his voice so serious and steady. His eyes bored right into you.

"Nikolai, my life is here," your voice deflated, given in.

"What life do you get to have with my brother?" He asked.

"A frustrating one, and I do not want it but it is mine," you argued. "What choice do I have?"

"I could not stay before," he said, and looked away from you, his shoulders lowered like he was finally admitting to a long awaited confession. "But I should not have left you."

"What did I have to offer Sturmhond," the words fell from your lips and Nikolai saw in plain view just how much you knew and understood. Exactly how much you'd always seen him, how much none of the other things had mattered. How much he hadn't noticed in all those years felt like drowning.

He regrets his response before he fully made it but the words came out of him and they felt like knives, "What did I have to offer you, as the royal spare to the throne?"

There was anger in your eyes and he saw it. White, glaring anger. "None of that mattered to me, you knew that, it was never about-"

"I know," he stopped you. "I'm sorry, I am sorry for all of it, for leaving, for not taking you with me, for letting Vasily ever set eyes on you, for not coming back sooner, for not realising sooner. For all of it."

"Nikolai I spent our entire youth hoping, that maybe one day you'd wake up and you'd see it, all of it, but that was stories, and this isn't those stories, you cannot rescue me from this, not without..." you stopped, you knew you were just as much a pawn in Vasily's game to anger his brother as you were a prize in your own right to him. You knew all the things that Vasily might do or say to bring Nikolai down if he dared to try and interfere. Vasily's play was this slow suffering, this hope of inflicting quiet, longing and regretful suffering on his brother. His brother who had never done anything to harm him except be a better man than Vasily was capable of being. "I do not like to think of what he would do to you Kolya," Nikolai watched your movements, the way you struggled with your words. The idea of his pain, and what he might lose was more painful to you than your own suffering and Nikolai understood it with perfect mirrorlike reflectance, because he felt the same.

"What if you married me?" He asked. You laughed. You couldn't help it.

"Swap one prince for another, on what count, Vasily would sooner see me hanged for dishonour than allow that," you argued.

"Not as a Prince then."

"As Sturmhond?"

"No... well... yes. But no, not as someone else, not as a Prince who never had a shot at being King, not as the person I pretended to be to get away from a life felt could not serve me or my country, but just as me, Nikolai, not a Lantsov or a Privateer, not a Prince or a facade. But as me," he said. Saints you'd wanted that, of course you wanted that. It's all you'd wanted for so long but never allowed yourself to think you could have.

"The Crown-"

"I'll renounce my right to the throne."

"You wouldn't," your tone was far too serious, you looked far too stern that Nikolai couldn't help but laugh.

"I love Ravka, it's my country and I would live and die for it, but I cannot serve Ravka's best intentions walking around this place with no real sway and no chance to make a difference. But I will not leave without you again, and I will not let you fall into a life that we both know you'd rather die than live in. Especially if one of the reasons you're doing it is to protect me from the same slander and rumours Vasily has taunted me with my entire life." He steps closer again and you don't try to move away. "So please, let me take you away."

"You know Kolya, I have waited my whole life for you to ask me that," you admitted.

"Is that a yes?"

"I do not care to be a Lantsov, Nikolai, I only care to be yours."

Tagging Those Who Asked About Part2: @xceafh , @marchingicenotes7 , @goldenpoison , @number-0-iz , @hauntedenthusiasttragedy

#shadow and bone #grishaverse #six of crows #nikolai x reader #nikolai lantsov fanfic #nikolai lanstov x reader #nikolai x you #nikolai lantsov #nikolai lanstov x y/n #sturmhond #vasily lantsov

[stromuprisahat]

I wish we got a scene in the show where Darkling strangles and kills Vasily with his shadow powers...except he does this without moving a muscle and he looks slightly bored while doing this because he's absolutely fed up with the monarchy and being treated like a second class citizen that he's just like "fuck it, Genya killed the king, I'm going to kill Vasily. For fun." They already made him an unhinged cartoonish villain in season 2, they should have let him go all the way.

Honestly, Vasily's death was so immemorable I couldn't say how it happened in the show at all.

Which sucks, because when you have the "villain" do the dirty work for your "heroes", at least make it look ✨spectacular✨!

To use this ask to ramble a bit about him in general- I have three points I'm strongly upset about, regarding Vasily:

Nikolai should've been the one to dispose of him. I want the "better" choice for the Throne to face the reality of the powerful being unwilling to let go of their power, even though they don't intend to take on responsibilities tied to it. I don't care if he'd have to kill or otherwise incapacitate his brother, but Nikolai should be the one working for the prize.

Nikolai should have died at the end of Siege and Storm and Vasily should have led the investigation and frame Alina. I want ossified monarchy vs. newborn religious cult face-off!

I'll never forgive them for recasting the perfect bored spoiled Heir from season one. I don't care about the real-life explanation- this was the cunt I've always imagined!

#reply #Shadow and Bone #season 2 #The Darkling #Vasily Lantsov #Grishaverse #Nikolai Lantsov #Alina Starkov #grishanalyticritical #What if/AU/...

[justanotherbarrelrat]

That part in King of Scars (I’m pretty sure, it’s been a while since I read that or Rule of Wolves) when young Nikolai sprains his brother’s finger and when Vasily’s on the floor he says, “kings never kneel, brother” that was fucking ICONIC

#im gonna need to hear this line eventually #nikolai lantsov #vasily lantsov #king of scars #rule of wolves #grishaverse #shadow and bone

[xhaoticprince]

on a scale from Nikolai to Kaz how bad would you cope with the loss of your brother ?

#kaz brekker #jordie rietveld #nikolai lantsov #vasily lantsov

[mygreatsin-whatiwillallowmyself]

Poll 7

realllllyy easy one this time to apologize for the last one

#If Vasily gets even ONE vote I’m losing my faith in humanity #nikolai lantsov #grishaverse #shadow and bone #six of crows #crooked kingdom #vasily lantsov #zoyalai #malina #darklina #kanej #genya and david #wesper #helnik