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Sapphic Saturday 3: King of Scars | @wafflesandkruge @grishatober

Have a quiet moment between Nina Mila and Hanne 

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I NEED more Hannina fan art, so thankful for this!!!

just 2 completely normal otkazat'sya fjerdans, nothing to see here

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Alina, tracing patterns on a dusty table: Remember that time we got chased by volcra in the Fold, Mal? It was terrifying.

Mal, chuckles & reaches for her hand: But we made it out. Together. Always together.

Nikolai, sauntering over & feigning interest: Ah, yes, the Fold. A fascinating ecological disaster. I've always wondered, do they have a frequent flyer program for shadow-monsters? Like, "Fly 10 times and your next attack is free?"

Alina, interlacing her fingers with Mal’s: Oh, Nikolai, you're incorrigible.

Mal, glares at Nikolai momentarily: Some dangers are worth facing… unlike others.

Nikolai, waving his hand dismissively: Don't mind me. Just brainstorming ways to make a profit.

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Alina, smiling brightly at Mal across the table: Did you know that the sun is actually white, not yellow?

Mal, returning her smile, eyes sparking: Is that so? Like your hair when you summon, then? Pure and blinding?

Nikolai, clears throat & holds up map: Alright, so about these supply lines to West Ravka… Are we SURE the Grisha don't need, say, blinders or some form of protection to deal with the radiant glow of your mirrors when the time comes to ward off the Nichevo’ya & foot soldiers?

Alina, to Mal, ignoring Nikolai: You think so? Maybe you need some protection, just in case I accidentally summon a little too much light…

Mal, leaning closer across the table: I'll risk it.

Nikolai, slams the map down: FINE. Everyone just go blind! See if I care!! … I'm going to the Little Palace, at least there Zoya lets me drink tea while she yells at me, who cares that she won’t be back till tonight; sounds worth waiting for after this mess!

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Alina, half-asleep post-accidental-finding in the woods: My brain is 80% song lyrics, 10% strategizing how to overthrow a power-hungry Darkling, and 10% Mal Oretsev.

Mal, turning over to look at her: You're thinking about me?

Alina, smiling: Constantly.

Alina: Like, "Mal Oretsev, please stop touching that map it's a historical artifact!" And "Mal Oretsev, did you drink all the kvas again, and leave me with nothing but hard cheese?!"

Mal, blushing: Oh.

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*Alina, Mal, and Genya laying on a blanket, looking up at the clouds.*

Genya: That one looks like a stag.

Mal: Nah, it looks like a really lumpy potato. A very… fluffy potato.

Alina: I think it looks like a dragon, curled up and sleeping.

The Darkling, peeking around at the mention of stags & dragons, then silently coming up behind them to cast a shadow: It looks like an impending Darkling.

Alina, sighing at the bond: Can we go five seconds without the doom and gloom for once?

The Darkling: Doom and gloom comes whether you like it or not.

Alina: Just… enjoy the fluffy potato dragon, okay?

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Alina, reading a missive from Nikolai: From now on, he says to use code names… but he didn’t list any code names… so… umm… You can address me as "Sunny One".

Nikolai, popping in: Actually I have some great suggestions!

Alina: Why did you send a missive if you were here?

Nikolai: Perhaps I wanted a grand enterance… "Been there, Done that."

Mal: That is NOT her code name.

Nikolai: Sure it is, "If I had to pick a dude".

Alina, jumps at Alexander’s stalking ghost that smirks:

Alexsander Morozova’s ghost/projection: Let me guess… it happened once in a dream? *winks*

Nikolai: Or not?

Alina: What? NO! It’s fine…

Mal & the Darkling, in sync but drastically different tones: IT’S FINE?!

Alina: The Darkling is never again.

Nikolai: Well… I should certainly hope so.

Genya: Zoya should be if I had to pick a girl.

Zoya, elbows Genya: HUSH NOW OR IM TELLING DAVID!!!

Alina: Genya is I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t thought about it. *blows kiss*

Genya: Aww… thanks babe. Back at ya! Xx

Alina: Annnd David is *in sync with Nikolai*: Eagle Two.

David: Oh thank the saints.

Alina: Your welcome ;-) but Zoya’s right… *whispers* it should be go get some ;-) ;-)

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Nikolai: I think I'm having a mid-life crisis.

Alina: You're like, twenty.

Nikolai: And with the way things are going I might die before I'm twenty-five, these are practically my twilight years! I need to learn how to cook, rent a condo, and buy a balalaika.

*the group simultaneously*

Mal: Your not even the one with a death sentence hanging over your head…

Tamar, laughing: You don’t know how to cook?!

Genya: “Rent a condo” NIKOLAI you OWN a castle!… and well, EVERYTHING!

Alina: Shit… he kinda has a point…

Zoya: You can’t even play the balalaika, Lantsov.

Nikolai: Precisely. This is my crisis. Let me have it.

Genya, turning around: Oh, no. What have you done now?!

*Alina, Mal, & David now laying on the ground next to Nikolai as well*

Genya: David, where did you come from?

David: Where did any of us come from? What is the point in anything?

Genya: No, literally… WHERE did you come from… you weren’t even in here like, .5 seconds ago.

David: Oh, I saw people lying on the floor panicking and figured I should join them… is this not what we’re doing now?

Genya: Ah, what the hell *flops down to the ground* apparently it is.

Zoya: You just want to lay down next to David.

Nikolai: You could lay down-

Zoya: -Finish that sentence and I guarantee your prophecy will be fufilled and you will not see so much as your twenty-first birthday.

Tolya: I think now is a good time to discuss prophecies… including those in some of my favorite poems!

*group groaning & running suddenly*

Tolya, chuckling to himself: Works every time.

Zoya, whipping back to him: Did you do that just to make them stop? Wait… Do you always do that?… Do you even like poetry?? Or is it just alone time???

Tolya: You will never know.

Zoya: Oh, I’m gonna find out… *muttering* I need some more tricks to get away from these people.

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David: Wow, that was quick thinking on that phony sacrifice stuff.

Nikolai: Oh, that was all real.

Zoya: Wait, you were trying to help them kill us?!

Nikolai: If I’m gonna be sacrificed, I’m gonna do it right.

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🤝 Genya x David 🤝

Ships that deserve an entire Novela:

Sawyer x Jesinia

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Alina *struggling to aim a sunbeam & summon a flare*: This is harder than it looks.

Mal: It's literally pointing and willing it to happen.

Alina: Well, YOU try being burdened with the safety of all Ravka, and see if you can point right.

Mal: I could hit the mark with my eyes closed.

Alina: Prove it!

Mal: Without looking, throws a pebble directly at the targeting dummy.

Alina: That's just unfair. And why were you carrying a pebble??

Mal: You never know when you need to chuck a rock. Survival skills, Alina. Survival skills.

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The Darkling, at some point: If you aren't someone the church wanted dead 300 years ago, are you really living?

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Alina: Mal, I'm having a crisis.

Mal: What's wrong?

Alina: I think I just accidentally summoned a nichevo'ya.

Mal:

Mal: Should I grab the rifle, the dagger, or the saint statue?

Alina: The dagger… the handle makes it prettier. I hate how they carved me in that statue, they always get the nose wrong.

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“Her grief is old, I reminded myself. And yet I didn’t think pain like that ever faded entirely. Grief had its own life, took its own sustenance.”

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Alina: Oh, Mal, I haven't seen you in a while!

Mal: I know! It feels like ages.

Nikolai: Are you two going to start making out like, right in front of me?

Alina: Nikolai! Don't be ridiculous.

Mal: Yeah, we're saving that for later.

Nikolai: I hate it here. I miss Zoya.

Alina: Wow! We may need to be worried about him… that’s bad.