#look so im not a matthias fan

[veryaren]

reaction image for when short fur affinity kleptomaniac won't put your cravat down

[sacchiri]

Hellsing 2002 calendar illustration.

Ein wunderliche und erschröckliche Hystori von einem großen Wüttrich genant Dracole wayda Der do so ganz unkristenliche marrter hat angelegt die mensche, als mit spissen als auch die leut zu Tod geslyffen

A wondrous and frightening story about a great berserk called Dracula the voivode who inflicted such unchristian tortures such as with stakes and also dragged people to death

[slightlyunconventional]

hello friends 🫶🏻 more k/az fic for you all !! loved writing this one and i might even go so far as to say im pretty proud of it! wow!! anyway i hope you enjoy reading more k/az torture <3

spices (a.k.a. writer is horny for holdbacks and absolutely loves ravaging pretty boys)

Kaz looked up in disinterest from the fan of playing cards in his hand. The rowdiness of this card game was exhausting - Jesper and Nina shrieking in delight every time they won a single thing, Matthias grunting Fjerdan curse words because he didn't understand the game, Wylan showing Jesper his hand every thirty seconds because he also didn't understand the game - and Kaz was sick of it. The relief that washed over him when he heard Inej call his name from the kitchen was almost palpable. He sighed tiredly and slammed his hand face-up onto the table (a Royal Flush, might I add) and strode through to the kitchen, revelling in the outcry of the others on the table at his win.

The kitchen of the Slat was a rundown room, all battered counters and barely functional appliances, but Inej made it feel homely, warm. Kaz thought she did that to any room, though. He felt his shoulders ease and the day's stress begin to fade as he gazed at her slight form, dark hair twisted easily into a sleek braid which cascaded down the bronze of her back and shoulders. She looked totally in her element as she cooked, her small hands making fine work of slicing vegetables and preparing various cuts of meat, all the while she hummed a gentle tune that met Kaz's ears like the loving touch of a hand in your own.

"You called," he said, softly. Inej turned to face him with a smile.

"Yes," she said, "I just needed another pair of hands."

Kaz nodded. "What can I do?"

Inej gestured to an old wooden board with various vegetables lined up across it. "Could you chop those up for me, please?" she asked, voice kind and melodic, "I just have to keep an eye on this pot, so it doesn't boil over."

"Of course."

Admittedly, Kaz wasn't the best at anything that went on in kitchens. He'd never really had any practise, apart from in far gone years of youth - years which he had elected to forget - but he tried his best nonetheless. He slid off his gloves tentatively and lay them on a clean section of the counter, then picked up a knife and got to work. Between the clacks of the knife on the board he stole glances over at Inej, who was stirring a large pot on the top of the stove. His haphazardly cut vegetables were nothing in comparison to the perfectly even slices she had already produced.

Kaz heard the sizzle of the pot as Inej added a variety of spices, ones he knew to be Suli from his listening to Inej's stories about her parents and childhood. The air became heavy with their strong scent. He tried not to focus on the delicate work of her hands but instead on the not-so-delicate work of his hands. They shook slightly as he levered the knife up and down, and it took a moment or two to register why. His head felt a tad light, and he found himself relying slightly more on his mouth for breathing, and suddenly, like a fire roaring to life, a burning, incessant tickle bloomed within his sinuses. He'd never felt anything like it - the itch was like an inferno, its flames licking at his nostrils and pricking tears into the corners of his eyes, shallowing his breaths into short, sharp, irritated hitches.

"-hiih-hiHh-hHH-hhiiIHh-!"

Kaz's chest stuttered desperately as he fought hard to keep the impending sneeze at bay. His breathing now came out in rapid gasps - he knew he couldn't hold out for much longer but he was still willing to try.

He lifted his free hand shakily to his face, pressing two slender knuckles firmly against his nose, and fought to regulate his unsteady breathing. The grip he had on the knife in his other hand had tightened as he struggled against his nose. Speaking of his nose, the fiery tickle from before had spread like wildfire in his sinuses, and was creeping its way into the back of his throat, threatening to tease out the irritated fit he was trying so desperately to hold back. He knew it would inevitably be no use trying to fight it, but he did value the last shreds of his dignity very much.

The aroma of the spices in the air only seemed to be getting stronger as the steam from the pots on the stove carried the scent throughout the air. Kaz's eyes were streaming now, as his nose would be had it not been for the firm press of his knuckles against its tender, sensitive surface. It was all he could do to blink back irritated tears and continue trying to cut Inej's vegetables clumsily with just one hand. He could feel his nose twitching instinctively under the press of his fingers, begging to be freed of its torture. Kaz would do no such thing.

"h-hiiHHh... hHaAAhh-!?"

Each sharp intake of breath was threatening, burning, like he could explode at any moment.

A particularly strongly scented spice made its way into the air. The tickle in Kaz's nostrils quickly peaked, becoming so fiery, and so, so unbearable, that he dropped the knife he held with a clatter and clamped his hand over his nose, refusing to back down. His breaths became vocal, desperate, almost whining hitches that pled for release as he fought and fought against his instinct. He brought a single, shaking hand up to his eyes to weakly wipe the hot tears from them, too caught up in the haze of trying his damnedest not to sneeze that he didn't notice Inej approaching him from behind.

That was, until, she placed a gentle hand onto his upper arm.

"Kaz," she said, "let yourself sneeze."

Kaz's glassy, streaming eyes met hers, his brows furrowed deeply and his chest still stuttering desperately.

"B-buhhht, I c-can't... don't... don't- hiihHh--wantto-kKSHHHhiiew! hah-hAH-haHiiIHh'KSCHHhiih! 'kKSSCHHhiiewh! -sSHHhiihh! HaAHh'KKISCHHhiew! Oh, I'm... I c-cahh-haAHh'ASCHHhiew! 'ISCHHhih!"

The fit started pitchy and rapid, with sneeze after sneeze barreling its way out of Kaz, with barely time for a breath in between - and they just wouldn't seem to stop. He gasped again, unable to do anything but hover his shaking hand in front of his face in a last ditch attempt to cover the violent sneezes volleying through him.

"-haAHHSCHHHhiew! huh-huUHh'hkKSCHHhiihh! 'KKSHHHhiewh! ...it's the... it- haAHhiihHh-... the sp-hehHAh'ISCHHhiew! S-sorr-ISCHHhiih!"

Kaz's sneezes rapidly grew messier and more vocal, as though he'd been holding them off for a century. Each outburst snapped him forward at the waist and left a fine mist of spray upon the air - and there was nothing he could do but let it happen.

"The spices, I know," said Inej. Kaz felt her hands on his shoulders and she began to guide him towards the door.

"W-wait, I'm nohhiIHh-! Not done--! hiihHH'SCHHhiew! haAh... hah-haheHh..."

"You need to get out of here, Kaz. The sooner you get out and get cleaned up - and for Saints' sake blow your nose - the sooner this will stop."

"haAHHSHHhiew!"

"Exactly. Now let's get you to the bathroom," Inej said, guiding him by the shoulders out of the kitchen. Amidst his incessant sneezing, he heard Inej say, "Not a word," to the others sat at the table, who had long since abandoned their card game in favour of eavesdropping on Kaz's issue.

Kaz's head was spinning when Inej sat him down on the lid of the toilet. The entire way from the kitchen to the bathroom, Kaz was sneezing, over and over, aimed directly downwards so as a result each explosion sent spray right down his front. The tickle in his nose still burned fierce but he managed to hold off the next few outbursts in order to regain stability.

"Saints, Kaz," Inej said incredulously. He looked up at her, eyes still shining with irritated tears, right as his breath snagged in his throat and he snapped forward with three harsh sneezes.

"haAHh'sSCHHhiew! 'aAHSHHhiew! huhh-hUHiihH'KSCHHhiih!"

Inej set herself to looking for a box of tissues in the bathroom cupboards, while Kaz sat pitifully on the toilet seat, sneezing lazily into the open air. After a short fit of about five sneezes, he managed to catch himself a break, though the sneezing was replaced by incessant soft sniffling. Inej turned back to him and pressed a wad of tissues into his hand.

"You look awful," she said matter-of-factly, "now, blow your nose."

Kaz obeyed. He put his face into the tissues, glad for something to cover himself with, and blew his nose. The heavy congestion which had taken up residence in his sinuses shifted, triggering a fit of pitchy sneezes into the tissues.

"haAHh'iISCHH-hiew! 'huhHiisSCHHh! 'hiisSHHiew-isSCHhiiewh!"

He finished the set with a miserable series of sniffles.

"Bless you. That was adorable," Inej said, "Spices made you so itchy, huh?"

Kaz's only response was another sneeze.

"huUHh'iiSCHHhuh!" He wiped at his nose with the tissues in his hand, still sniffing wetly. "Not adorable," he said thickly. Inej breathed out a laugh.

"Sure you're not," she replied. "At least your sneezing is slowing down now. Bless you again, by the way."

Kaz tilted his head. "But I'm not g- oh. huH-hiiHh'sSCHHhiiewh! h-haAHh..."

"Another bless you might be in order," Inej said.

"hhaAHhh'kKSHHhuh!" He sniffled thickly again.

"Called it," said Inej with a smirk. Kaz rolled his watery eyes.

"Well I knew that one was coming."

[patrocool]

Fan Fic Writer Ask Game:

14(!!), 18, and 30 (additional selkie fic lore if you please) to answer at your leisure

from this post!

14. If you could see one of your fics adapted into a visual medium, such as comic or film, which fan fic would you pick?

i just answered this one but ill say it again, i think id say easier than waiting around to die. there's just so many little things ive put in there that id love to see visually,,,, but also like. selkie au or the fae aus (more than one) im currently working on would also be so fucking cool,,,,

18. What’s one of your favorite lines you’ve written in a fic?

oh man, thats a hard choice. out of the ones ive published its probably either

"Jordie, you want to say. Jordie, I kept the hair. I kept my hair the way you cut it even though I’ve been told it's terrible, but I kept it, Jordie. I kept it because I desperately ache for one more look at you." from easier than waiting around to die

or

"Matthias sat there staring at Kaz with a dead man’s eyes and a flower growing out of a bullet wound." from and i hate myself everyday that's dealt that i couldn't comfort you

and if you want a line that hasnt been published yet, here's one from my happy-ending selkie au:

"Even during the summer, the quilt that Seyma Ghafa made stayed folded neatly at the foot of his bed, and Inej noticed he was particularly gentle with it, as if it was threaded with gold and embedded with precious gems instead of well made and hardy fabric. Inej couldn’t bring herself to tell him that Suli blankets were meant to be used and well-loved though; this was, after all, the way he loved things."

30. Ask anything!

additional selkie lore, huh? well, how about this little bit from my forever wip selkie au but with a happy ending:

"It’s an old folktale, Inej. Once upon a time, there was a man so in love with the sea that the sea gave him a gift– a bride in the form of a seal. When the seal came onto land, she turned into a woman, the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, wrapped in a seal pelt. The pelt was what gave her the ability to turn back into a seal, so in a show of trust, she gave him the pelt and they were married. They had kids but she and the kids were unhappy because they truly belonged to the sea, yet the man held their pelts so they couldn’t return. He couldn’t bear to see his family so miserable so he gave the pelts back and they left. The end.” His grip was tight on his pen as he scrawled down lines of numbers Inej couldn’t even begin to decipher.

She furrowed her brow. “She and the children didn’t come back?”

“No,” Kaz said sharply. “She never returned.”

“So when merchers have seal pelts–”

“It's a show of power,” Kaz said with a bitter undertone that she had, at the time, attributed to his annoyance of her asking about such a ridiculous myth. “Kerch men think that if they own the pelt, they own the selkie, and while they obviously don’t actually own a selkie, seal pelts are expensive. It's all about wealth.”

[chepseh]

Madame Tussauds für Tatort Fans

Lohnt sich der Eintritt, wenn man allein für das Tatort Segment kommt? Ein Erfahrungsbericht.

Nu, die endgültige Entscheidung kann ich niemanden abnehmen - zum normalen Preis ohne Rabatt muss man ca. 26 Euro zahlen, und bekommt dafür nur drei Tatort-Figuren und ein bisschen (nicht allzu spezielle) Hintergrundinfo, das wag ich mal als happig zu bezeichnen.

Ich kaufte ein Kombiticket mit der Berlin Welcome Card, damit sank der Eintritt auf irgendwas um die 15 Euro. Und ich steh letztlich doch auch allgemein auf Madame Tussauds, also war es mir das Geld wert.

Besucht habe ich am 01.01.23 vormittags, leer war’s nicht, aber auch noch nicht überlaufen. Wie bei den meisten Berlin Attraktionen soll man möglichst seinen Zeit Slot schon vorher online buchen - ich durfte erst ab 11:00 rein, da die Stunde davor bereits ausgebucht war. Gar nicht mal wenige Leute scheinen trotz des Preises in so etwa 30 Minuten durchzuhuschen; wer aber von praktisch allem Fotos will, zu den Figuren die Hintergrundinfos auch mal über QR Code aktivieren möchte etc etc, sollte eher zwei bis sogar drei Stunden einplanen.

Für unsere Münsteraner Herren wird hiermit schon außen geworben. Kann man annehmen sie sind mit die stärksten Zugpferde im Haus? Ich hatte recht Spaß, einfach nur eine Weile in der Nähe der Figuren zu bleiben und zu sehen was die Besucher so mit ihnen anstellen, hi hi. Im direkten Vergleich schien mir aber im selben Raum die Fotogelegenheit mit Günther Jauch und die mit E.T. - Ja, weiß auch nicht warum man grad den zu einem “Nachbarn” gemacht hat - bei weiii-tem umdrängter und begehrter. Für den armen Matthias Schweighöfer im oh so coolen Steampunk Look (“Army of Thieves”) noch ein paar Schritte weiter schien sich aber niemand zu interessieren-!

Kommt man in den Tatort Bereich, erwartet einen dort erstmal ein großes Board mit allgemeinen Infos zur Serie, das sich dann schnell auf Infos speziell zu Münster weil beliebtestes Team evaaaa wandelt. Nicht übel, aber wer fan-mäßig schon ein bisschen dabei ist, sollte eher nichts Neues mehr lernen.

Reizvoller ist da schon die Ankündigung auf dem Brett, dass man auf den kommenden Metern einen echten Tatortfall anhand von Indizien lösen kann. Nur seinen Kommissarsausweis solle man doch davor bitte noch recht drucken. Jippie, doch - DANN IST DIE MASCHINE NATÜRLICH OUT OF ORDER, BUUUUUUUUUUUH! :C

Ach ja, Frau L. gibt es auch noch zur Begrüßung. Neben dem Münsteranern war es das aber auch schon an Figuren, also bitte nicht erwarten man tritt ins große Wunderland mit allen Tatort Teams überhaupt zum Fotografieren.

Auf dem Foto vielleicht ganz gut erkennbar - zwar sind alle Figuren von an sich beeindruckender Qualität, aber ... allgemein gibt es manche, bei denen könnte man meinen sie bewegen sich gleich; wieder anderen (nicht unbedingt wenige!) sieht man das “Künstliche” doch sofort und immer an. Warum schwankt das so, schnief? Als jüngere Erwachsene war ich zweimal in Tussauds London, und hab von damals irgendwie das Fazit, dort waren die Lebensechteren klar in der Mehrheit. Oder war ich damals einfacher zu beeindrucken, und hab inzwischen schlicht kritischere Augen? Hmmm.

Jawohl, und hinter Charlotte dann darf man bei den Münsteranern ermitteln - viele erkennen es wohl, soweit im sehr begrenzten Raum möglich hat man den “Schwanensee” Fall nachgebastelt, und wir sollen Cluedo-mäßig rausfinden, wer wann mit welchen Objekt das Opfer tötete.

Neben dem Absperrband steht Thiel und deutet gutgelaunt auf den Leichenumriss -

... Für die Rechtmedizin muss man wenige Schritte weiter. Beim Klapptritt dachte ich erst “Oh lieb, eine Alberich Figur gibt es zwar nicht, aber mit dem Objekt wird zumindest auf sie verwiesen.”, aber Nein, der Klapptritt ist eher extra für uns Besucher da, denn alles angriffeln und auch auf den Seziertisch steigen ist erlaubt!! Die Leute bleiben doch aber meist, ist mein kleines Fazit, relativ brav mit ihren Foto-Ideen.

Ok, irgendwo sind der Fantasie dann auch wieder Grenzen gesetzt - man darf die Dinger anfassen, aber sie sind fast alle fest montiert auf ihren Plätzen. Dennoch, liebevolles Set ... es hängt sogar eine wohl originale Anweisung zum richtigen Händedesinfzieren vor einer Obduktion an der Wand.

Hihihihihihihihi. :3 Um nochmal auf das Thema Lebensecht zurückzukommen, Boerne/JJL fand ich persönlich von den Dreien definitiv am überzeugendsten eingefangen ...!

Habt ihr beim vorletzten Bild Mona Lux’ Nachthemd entdeckt? (Jaa, eigentlich ist es das Nachthemd von XY...) Vielleicht hätte man es sich sogar überziehen können, ich vergaß leider zu testen - denn den Kittel links darf man sich sehr wohl überwerfen und dann als “Assistent” posieren! Was nicht geht, ist in die Kühlbox da hinten klettern, das ist kein richtiges Loch in der Wand.

Die Leute posierten tatsächlich ganz gern neben Boerne, v.a. um “Uhrenvergleich” zu spielen, oder einfach nur in die Kamera zu grinsen, oder beliebt war auch je bei Thiel und Boerne sich auf die Umrisse der Verstorbenen zu legen und einen auf Leiche zu machen. Aber wie gesagt und auch allgemein erlebte ich die Besucher doch als recht brav (bishin einfallslos, läster); hier an dem Set irgendwelche blödeligen “Doktorspiele” etwa sah ich niemanden beginnen. ;D

Und das war’s dann eigentlich schon mit dem ganzen Tatort Abschnitt. würde das Foto oben nur ein wenig weiter zoomen, würde man schon bei Sonja Zietlow als nächstes Segment landen. -_- Die Hinweise auf den Fall und die Auflösung gibt es als Displays an der Wand; wer von meinen 101 Fotos dazu hier noch mehr haben wollen würde, einfach Zeichen geben...

Noch ein paar wenige Eindrücke vom restlichen Haus - auch in anderen Bereichen darf man lustig mit “Requisiten” spielen. ;)

Die Zähne sind “echte” künstliche Zähne, hergestellt von echten Prothetikern.

Über den Tatort mag ich nicht wirklich Neues gelernt haben, dafür zu ihm hier - hatte rein vom TV bisher nie so recht den Eindruck, dass Herr Kerkeling verhältnismäßig groß ist? Er überragt mich glatt um einen Kopf.

Wer ist das hier und was macht er da? ;) Ein Abschnitt zum Thema Berliner Mauer(fall) muss natürlich sein. Direkt um die Ecke gibt es auch David Hasselhoff in seinem legendären Outfit vom legendären “Um ein Haar hätte mich eine Silvesterrakte im Gesicht getroffen” Mauer-Konzert. Und, und, und ...

Manch andere Figur, mit der noch bis vor kurzen geworben worde, ist dagegen rausgenommen; Romy Schneider als Sisi z.B. scheint passè? Und die bisherige Frau Merkel scheint wegen zu vieler “Die sieht ihr nicht ähnlich!!” Proteste gegen eine jetzt hoffentlich die Massen mehr überzeugende Merkel ersetzt worden zu sein. Oder hat man der vorherigen einfach ein paar Schönheits-OPs verpasst? Hmm.

Fazit, ich hatte viel Spaß und würde durchaus mit den richtigen Leuten auch nochmal rein. Ob es für bis zu 26 Euro auch für dich das richtige ist, musst du nach eigenen Interessen abwägen-!

Ein letztes noch, die Angestellten sind eigentlich sehr nett, an einer Stelle werden einem aber recht offensiv relativ teure Fotos versucht aufzuschwatzen. Schlau haben die Verkäufer dabei Sprüche drauf, als ob der Kauf schon beschlossene Sache wäre - nicht einfangen lassen, wenn ihr nicht wirklich Interesse habt.

[anonniemousefics]

Hello! I absolutely adore your writing, especially your writings of kanej! Anyway, I would love to see you write something about jealousy from either kaz or inej, I just think it would be interesting to see your take on it! Obviously you don’t have to, I love your work! You’re a great writer!

❤️ Thank you so much!! This was so sweet to receive, and I’m so sorry it’s taken me so long to get this to you! So, hopefully you’re cool with this, but I decided to apply this idea in a modern AU because I have another request I’m also working on for a modern AU and this felt like an opportunity for some more practice. 😊 (And it just made it more fun for me -- idk, my brain just needed to do something new with these characters to make this work.) 

Samples - Modern AU

Fandom: Six of Crows | Kaz + Inej (ft. all the other Crows)

Word Count: 3,545

Rating: Teen And Up (Language)

“Who did this?”

All of Kaz’s friends were doubling over in laughter around the round hand-me-down table in Kaz and Jesper’s apartment. There were black and white Cards Against Humanity prompts spread across its surface – the most offensive combination of which had Inej, well, and everyone else, in fits.

What made my first kiss so awkward? had been the prompt Inej had drawn.

To which Kaz had submitted the following, randomly-selected card for her consideration – Announcing that I am about to cum. And then kept his poker face locked in place.

“Who did this?” Inej was demanding again, clutching her stomach.

Kaz wasn’t sure why he was hesitating -- something strange was happening while all of this was playing out. Nina had one hand on Inej’s arm while she was fairly screeching with laughter. Inej was slumping against Jesper, like the laugh was shaking her boneless. In fact, everywhere he looked, he was noticing how they were each exchanging these casual, unconscious touches in the midst of their mirth – Matthias turning his face against Nina’s shoulder, Wylan slapping Jesper’s shoulder.

No one was touching Kaz, though – which, that was good, though, right? That was because they were his friends, and they were thoughtful, and they knew all about The Very Sad Thing that had made him the way that he was.

And yet --

Kaz couldn’t find it in himself to laugh. He should be laughing, though, he realized. A normal person would be laughing, given the infectious nature of laughter. And also it was genuinely a really funny card – that’s why he’d played it. But all he could do was force a smile, and that was it.

He suddenly felt like an alien among them.

“Was it you?!” Inej was exclaiming, waving the card at him. Kaz designed what he hoped was a coy smirk for her.

“Are you saying that’s your favorite?” he asked, quirking an eyebrow.

“It was you.” Inej looked appalled, which only made everyone around the table hoot louder. Kaz was still smirking as she threw his winning card back at him with a mischievous, red-faced grin on her face.

“Oh, my God, Brekker.” Nina was wiping the tears off her apple-red cheeks.

“Why does that make it so much worse?” Matthias wondered, since he evidently could never not take a jab at Kaz. He scrubbed his eyes like he needed to wash them out.

And still not a single laugh out of Kaz’s body – this was disturbing. How long had he been this way? And why did he care so much all of a sudden?

“Guys, I’m pretty sure he won,” Wylan was saying, pointing at Kaz’s stack of wins. Had he? Everyone turned to count their cards.

Jesus Christ, he hadn’t even been paying attention to winning? But Kaz loved winning. It was the only reason he tolerated his roommate hosting these raucous game nights – because it meant Kaz could win things. And usually a lot of things. It was especially choice winning things off of Matthias Helvar, Nina’s latest lughead boyfriend she’d met at the gym, who now had to be invited to everything even though he sucked. He was always cuddling close to Nina, putting his arm around her, whispering gross things in her ear that made her giggle insufferably. It was so fucking uncomfortable.

Kaz never acted that way around Inej, and they’d been together for years. Sort of. Not always officially. It really had only been officially lately, but Kaz had always told himself he wasn’t one to need to put labels on things. Inej knewhow he felt – he knew this. (Did he, though?) He definitely knew this. (No, he didn’t.) There was no need to be like Matthias fucking Helvar and canoodle her in front of everyone on game night.

Oh, God. Kaz was suddenly having a realization, right there in the middle of counting his cards.

Oh, God.

He was jealous of Matthias Helvar.

Oh, this sucked.

This really fucking sucked. Kaz thought no one in their right mind should ever be jealous of that big dumb fuck, with his protein shakes and his weirdly popular fitspo Instagram page. The guy looked like he ate nothing but wild-caught salmon and organic broccoli. He wasn’t funny, and he’d say weirdly spiritual shit at socially unacceptable times. He probably spent his weekends doing annoying, on-brand fuckery like being one with nature and brewing his own kombucha, that asshole.

And this was the guy who felt comfortable enough to kiss a girl’s ear in a total stranger’s apartment. (Well, not a total stranger, Kaz would relinquish that – Nina had been dating Matthias for three months.) Matthias Helvar was doing all that nothing with his life, and he wasn’t the least bit self-conscious.

Ugh. Kaz hated that guy. Worse! Kaz wanted to be that guy. Minus the kombucha and the religious stuff. And the gym membership. And probably the protein shakes.

Ok, fine, Kaz was only interested in the PDA. This was so fucking awful.

“What number were we playing to?” he heard himself ask. He wasn’t even paying attention to card counting. He was going to have to start again.

“Can’t count that high, Brekker?” Matthias asked, smirking, and there was always something Kaz took as halfway serious in the way he tried to joke.

“Die in a fire, Helvar,” he said, with a smile that was as good as a middle finger.

“And on that note!” Nina sung out, standing with a hand on Matthias’ shoulder. “It’s almost midnight. I have an eight a.m. class. We gotta call it a night.”

“Matthias drove us,” Inej explained to Kaz’s questioning look at the word “We.”

Inej and Nina were roommates, too, like Kaz and Jesper, but the two girls lived on campus in the dorms at Ketterdam University, where all but Matthias attended. (Fucking Matthias, who was a personal trainer and got money from wellness companies to tout their shit on his Instagram. Ugh.) Wylan, Jesper’s boyfriend, was also living in the dorms this year, after spending his freshmen year commuting from his dad’s enormous house. Wylan had been the one with the car before Kaz had finally scraped together the money for one, but his dad had cut him off over the summer. Kaz didn’t know much about that beyond what little Jesper had told him, which, in summary, was: goodbye, car; hello, dorm life.

“You should have said something – I could have picked you all up,” Kaz said, mostly to Inej, as the others were standing from the table.

Nina reached a tentative hand out to gently touch his shoulder, well-protected by the fabric of his black v-neck.

“Kaz,” she said, gingerly, “we love you, but Matthias has functioning air conditioning.”

Kaz slid his glance toward Inej, who gave a little confirming nod, pressing back her amused smile.

“My thighs don’t stick to the seats in his car,” she explained, softly, which may as well have been a knife to the gut. He loved driving her around in his car. And, to top it off, she was in a pair of really adorable denim cut offs, her legs deeply tan from the summer sun, and he hadn’t even had the nerve to try to touch her exposed knee all night. (Meanwhile, Hands-On Helvar over here had been sitting with his palm all over Nina’s plentiful thighs all night. God, he was so gross. Couldn’t Kaz be just a little bit gross?)

“Are you okay?” Inej was asking. She was stepping a little closer to him away from where everyone else was putting on shoes, preparing to leave. She had her arms wrapped around herself and her loose, purple crop-top, and her long, dark braid was pulled over her shoulder – just mercilessly cute all over. And he hadn’t touched her all night.

“I’m fine,” he replied, but he kept his hands in his jeans pockets. Inej’s dark brows knit together.

“You’d tell me if you weren’t?” she checked. Kaz huffed a laugh – how was he supposed to answer that? Realistically, he should lie.

“Probably not,” he admitted anyway, and gave a shrug. Inej opened her mouth to reply, but Nina called to her from the doorway of the apartment.

“Sorry! Eight a.m. class! She’s going to text you from the car anyway!” Nina was shouting.

“She’s not wrong,” Inej shrugged with a smile. And reached out to barely brush her hand against his spine, like the first attempt at a hug. But Kaz could only bunch up his shoulders, hands stuffed deeper into his pockets. Why was he like this?

There were a few more awkward goodbyes at the doorway, including Matthias’ one-more last-minute sales pitch on the recent CBD-infused green powder drink he was hawking online. (“I’ll bring you some samples next week. They say it’s excellent for chronic pain.” Kaz had flipped him off when his back was turned.)

But then, once they’d all gone and the apartment was quiet, Kaz felt like he was rolling in regret.

“You doing ok?” Jesper asked him, gathering up the empty Solo cups for the trash. Jesper was a really good roommate. They’d been randomly assigned the same dorm room at the beginning of freshmen year, and it just worked. Jesper’s high energy plus Kaz’s insomnia were meant to be. They liked all the same things: strong coffee, getting paid dirty money to write other people’s papers for them, and occasionally clearing the mind by playing Call of Duty all night. They’d moved off campus the following year (a better move for the plagiarism operation), never even really having a conversation about whether or not to room with someone else. It was not even a question, and who else would Kaz even want to room with?

“You’ve seemed off all night,” Jesper was pointing out, and if Kaz had half a brain, he knew he should have been asking Jesper for advice about PDA long before it had reached envying-Matthias-Helvar-levels. Jesper and Wylan were normal in public. When they held hands or hugged or traded kisses, it wasn’t some fucking scene.

But how was he even supposed to bring this up to Jesper?

“Helvar’s such a dillweed,” was all he could find to complain. Jesper snorted.

“He is not that bad,” he said, dumping a stack of Solo cups into the trash.

“He’s the literal worst,” Kaz objected. “I can’t believe he unironically called himself an influencer.” And at that, Jesper pretended to barf into the trashcan.

“Yeah, no, you’re right – that was dumb,” he said. “I commend you for not cutting off your own ears when he did.”

“We are not buying his stupid fucking green juice,” Kaz said, pointing at Jesper to show he meant business.

“Good!” Jesper agreed. “Nina says it gives him the shits.”

And that brought Kaz some comfort. He found he could smirk about it while he loaded up the dishwasher. He was starting it up when his phone buzzed on the counter. He leaned over to read it.

Inej: You seemed sad tonight.

Inej’s contact photo in his phone was one he’d snapped when she wasn’t looking – she was leaning her head back with her eyes closed, taking in the sunshine. It had made her brown skin glimmer and dazzle.

Kaz stared at her text for probably too long. Long enough for Jesper to peer around the corner of the kitchen doorway at him.

“I’m going to bed – everything okay?” he said, and cocked his head. “Is it another last minute job?” Those kinds of jobs – the ones where a student was giving up the night before something massive was due – paid the most, but for good reason. They were absolutely fucking miserable to pull off.

“No,” Kaz shook his head. “Just Inej.”

It was never “just Inej” – and Jesper nodded like he knew that.

“Hey, Kaz,” he said, as he began to leave for his bedroom. Kaz looked up at him sidelong as he mouthed, barely audible: “Tell her what’s wrong.”

“Thank you, Dr. Phil.” Kaz rolled his eyes. And heaved a heavy sigh.

And started typing.

Kaz: I guess I was a little.

Whoa, pressing send on that was unpleasant. He wandered over to his preferred recliner in the living room and flopped back in it. Shoved the footrest up to elevate his bad leg. Ugh. Just ugh to everything and everyone. He looked down at his phone again.

And Inej had been quick to respond.

Inej: You can tell me these things, you know.

Inej: I know I won’t always have the right thing to say, but I want to be there for you.

Inej. Why are you being so perfect so far away?

Why are you wasting your time with a boyfriend who struggles to touch you?

Inej: Are you writing a novel?

He’d been writing and rewriting the same sentence twenty different times. She’d probably been looking at those ominous three bobbing dots for way too long.

Ugh. God. Fine. Kaz drew in a long deep breath, staring up at the ceiling like it could intervene and come to his aid. And then fucking wrote.

Kaz: I wish things were different

Kaz: I wish I wasn’t so fucked

Kaz: I wish I knew how to be a better boyfriend – how to make you blush and laugh and make that one smile that’s like you’re telling secrets with your eyes

He pushed the recliner back as far as it would go. Maybe it would tip and dump him on his head and he’d have to go to the hospital, and that would at least delay Inej inevitably breaking up with him for being this pathetic wet blanket. The phone buzzed again, and he almost didn’t want to look.

Inej: Um, where were you all night? You literally had me doing all those things all night

Huh. That wasn’t how he remembered it.

Kaz: On the opposite side of the table from you

Kaz: Watching basically everyone else be able to touch you but me

Oh, fuck, oh, fuck, oh, fuck. That sounded so petulant, and he’d already pressed send. That sounded so needy and disgusting. Who said that kind of shit? Not even Matthias Helvar said that kind of shit. He wanted to throw his phone across the room. No, out the window. No, out into the sea.

Now he was on the receiving end of the three bobbing dots of doom. Fuuuuck.

Kaz: Can we just forget I said that?

More dots. Then nothing.

Then dots.

Inej: I don’t know. You’re kind of cute when you’re jealous.

At that, Kaz raised his eyebrows.

Kaz: I am not jealous.

Inej: You’re a little jealous

Kaz: No, I feel insufficient.

(Oooof. That was like trying to throw an anvil. Painful.)

Inej: Oh

Kaz was watching the texts come in from beneath his arm now, holding the phone high over his head. Like watching the slasher scenes in a horror movie.

Inej: I mean

Inej: It seems like you’re just splitting hairs here

Inej: Since you must think others are sufficient in ways you are not, so you envy them

…

Kaz: Touche, Ghafa.

And he couldn’t help smiling to himself when Inej sent him a gif of a swashbuckling cartoon Robin Hood brandishing a sword. Then another text bubble appeared.

Inej: You are not insufficient to me, Kaz.

He really wanted to believe that.

Kaz: Even if I’m not hanging all over you and amassing a truly staggering number of Instagram followers with my six-pack abs?

Inej: O.M.G.

Inej: Kaz

Inej: Brekker

Oh, God, what had he done?

Inej: Are you *jealous* of Matthias?

Uggghh, he was going to be sick.

Kaz: Fuck no

Kaz: It was just a hypothetical

Kaz: It was an exaggeration

Kaz: I could do the same thing with any one of our friends

Kaz: And we all know the abs are photoshopped anyway

Inej: OMG

Kaz: What now

Inej: You called Matthias our friend

Kaz wanted to stab himself in the brain.

Inej: I’m gonna tell him

Kaz: Don’t you fucking dare

Inej: I already did

Kaz: What? How? How are you that fast?

Inej: Still in the car

Kaz: ????

There was no reason for that – the dorms were hardly a 10-minute drive. Now Kaz’s brain was assaulting him with a thousand reasons things his girlfriend could still be doing in a car (A nice car! With working air conditioning!) with a personal trainer/amateur Instagram model, and none of them were pleasant or welcome thoughts. The phone buzzed again.

Inej: I asked him to bring me back to you. :)

At that, Kaz straightened the recliner, rising to his feet as fast as his stiff leg would allow.

Kaz: You did? And he did? Why?

He was limping toward the front door.

Inej: Because he’s not terrible, Kaz. And because I guess I missed your car after all ;)

Jesper and Kaz’s apartment was the third floor of a wonky old Victorian home that had once been something grand and only recently had been split into three different abodes – which was definitely the worst decision the two of them had made as roommates. Kaz was leaning hard against the railing as he took to the steps when the front door of the building banged shut below. And then there on the landing below was Inej, wearing a sheepish smile in the yellow, buzzing fluorescence of the hall light. She was holding her phone in one hand, her tan leather purse slung across her slim body.

“I thought you looked like you could use a hug,” she said, as she pocketed her phone.

Kaz took the last two stairs carefully, coming to stand in front of her. She smelled like vanilla and coconut oil – like something he wanted to wake up to every morning.

“You came all the way back for a hug,” he wanted to clarify. His hands – he should do something with his hands. What would Matthias do with his hands?

No. What do I want to do with my hands?

So, he looped a couple fingers through her belt loops. Tugged her a little closer. And she smiled.

“Technically,” she said, “Matthias came all the way back so I could bring you some samples.” She patted her purse, which did look a little bulkier. “They were in his car the whole time.”

“Mmmm.” He pretended to look tantalized. “Hot car samples. Delicious.”

Inej was twisting her fingers in the t-shirt fabric at the crest of his hips. Tugging him a little closer, too. God, it was so good. She’d been so right. He had wanted a hug.

“I know that’s how I want my protein powder,” she teased. “Piping hot, right out of the oven.”

“Just how Ma used to make it,” Kaz added, with a good bit of feigned nostalgia. Inej blurted out a laugh, tipping forward until her forehead bumped his sternum.

At that first brush, it was like his hands knew what to do from there. They slipped around her waist while her hands slid around his. And she pressed her cheek against his chest while he held her close.

“You are not insufficient,” Inej said against him.

“I would really like to pretend that never happened,” he said with a sigh, resting his chin on top of her head.

“Too late,” she hummed, happily, and gave him a light squeeze. He smiled against her hair.

“You know I wouldn’t want you to be like Matthias, right?” she asked.

“You shouldn’t even want Matthias to be like Matthias,” Kaz grumbled.

“Hey,” and Inej pulled back to look up at him with her big, soft brown eyes. “I mean it. I just want you to be you. I don’t want all the handsy stuff. That’s what Nina likes. I just like you.”

Kaz carefully pushed back a few strands of her hair from her forehead.

“Not even a little handsy stuff?” he checked, which made Inej give her coy little smirk, his very favorite.

“Maybe a little handsy stuff,” she said.

If there were ever going to be a time to kiss her, it would be now. But when he thought it, Kaz felt his heart make an enormous leap into his throat, seizing in panic. If he touched her mouth with his, if he closed his eyes and felt her face so close to his, would he just end up floundering in The Very Sad Thing again? What if it happened while he was kissing her? Would every kiss after that be tainted? Could he risk it – could he ever?

So, he didn’t move to meet her lips. He let his hands fall to the small of her back, though, and kept her close for another moment. Like a sample of physical affection, and she seemed okay with that. He would will himself to believe it was not insufficient.

“Drive me home?” she asked after a moment, with a kind of sweet, eager anticipation that made Kaz believe in magic. He nodded, of course.

“I’ll go up and get my keys,” he said. “And you throw away those samples.”

Inej laughed, following him up.

“Deal,” she said.

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Tagging: @annejulianneh111, @loveyatopluto, @ireallyshouldsleeprn, @whosanxiety, @raging-bisexual-alert,

[theriverbeyond]

"I speak your name, Matthias Nonius, cavalier of the Ninth House. I charge you to protect the Reverend Daughter of Drearburh, and to slay her enemies"

[lonslibrary]

3 moments between the crow couples during their time at hogwarts

1. an unknown part of wylan and jesper’s somewhat disastrous amortentia story comes moments after jesper pulled wylan in for a kiss by his tie, causing the rest of their classmates to erupt in cheers and applause so loud that professor snape’s “boys! in the hall, now!” went unheard. minutes later, when they had actually been led out of the classroom to wait for their punishment, wylan finally worked up the courage to meet jesper’s eyes, his face almost as red as his hair. jesper’s grin was radiant. “so. butterbeer and my cologne, huh?”

it took all of wylan’s nerve to not sink into the ground where he stood. “i didn’t know today’s lesson was on amortentia,” he muttered, feeling himself flush again.

it took all of jesper’s will not to kiss the younger again right there where he stood with the way the redhead was looking up at him from beneath his long lashes.

“well, what about you?” wylan demanded, rolling his eyes. “let me guess. cards, pumpkin juice, and galleons?”

“no, actually.” jesper replied, spinning his wand in his hand. “i smell grass. gunpowder. and...”

he took a step closer to wylan who stood still, holding his breath. “...and?” the third year asked quietly.

“exploding elixir.”

wylan’s mind shut down.

“the entire room was filled with the same smell from that day we singed snape’s hair,” jesper snorted. “of all things, we had to mess up the potion that smelled like burnt-”

it was wylan who pulled jesper down this time, reaching up on his tippy toes to meet jesper’s soft lips, the ones that had captivated him from the moment he had walked into the potions classroom and saw his new lab partner for the first time.

“fahey, van eck!” snape burst into the hallway. “does it seem possible to keep your hands off of each other?”

“sorry, prof.” jesper winked, eyes still trained on wylan’s mouth. “guess you can say we’ve got...chemistry.”

wylan couldn’t even bring himself to care about detention.

2. nina stifled a laugh, trying to keep a straight face as she watched matthias scan the inside of zonko’s joke shop. she had just gotten matthias to admit that he enjoyed a drink as sweet as butterbeer, hours earlier at the three broomsticks. “you look like you’re inside the shrieking shack, not a joke shop.” nina snickered at the way matthias perked up.

“whatever the shrieking shack is, i think that there’d be more dignity in such a place than...this.” matthias dropped a dungbomb he had picked up like it had personally offended his grandmother.  

“why?” nina giggled. she shook the box in her hand. “not a fan of ton-tongue toffees?”

matthias made a face that looked like he was more than just not a fan. “if it’s anything like those jelly beans you fed me on the train, then no.”

that only made nina laugh harder. “i swear you picked the worst ones! you should’ve seen your face when you tried the rotten egg flavor.”

matthias cracked a smile, relaxing a little amongst the colorful store and his girlfriend’s laughter. he picked up another product, a pink bottle corked at the top. “what does this one do?”

nina lowered her voice, gesturing for matthias to come closer, as if letting him in on a secret. “that one’s a love potion. one drop of it in someone’s drink and they’re yours,” she whispered. “they’ll think about you all day.”

matthias jerked away, putting the bottle back on the shelf. “you can’t be serious. love can’t be made like that!” he sputtered.

“i don’t know, durmstrang,” nina teased. “what if i bought one and slipped some in your pumpkin juice tomorrow at breakfast?”

matthias only crossed his arms, continuing to grimace. “well, that wouldn’t work at all.”

“why not? zonko’s is pretty reliable when it comes to their products.” she said pointedly, looking at the extendable ears on sale.

“because i’m already in love with you.” matthias stated simply.

nina froze, turning to her boyfriend. during her time dating matthias, the hufflepuff had proven to be narrow minded and straightforward as a broom doing any and every thing. it was moments like these she was reminded that this included during his expressions of affection, and nina couldn’t love him more for it.

“i’m in love with you, too.” she declared, slipping her hand into her boyfriend’s. she had always liked...brooms. “now, come on. i want to see if we can get kaz to fall for a trick wand.”

3. all inej had wanted was a quiet place to study that wasn’t the library. she liked to practice with her wand for transfiguration, and magic wasn’t allowed in the library. she had been wandering the school for an empty classroom or quiet corner when the room of requirement had appeared at the end of a hallway, exactly moments before she was about to give up and return to the gryffindor common room. she was only half surprised when she opened the door and saw kaz, but like always, kaz hadn’t seemed surprised at all when she entered. he sat on top of a desk with his cane leaned against it, wand out, in the middle of a silent spell. inej let her eyes trail over his robe perched on a chair, his gloves off and set aside in a rare moment, and his uniform sleeves pulled up to his elbows.

“first time here?” kaz asked, not looking up from the book in his lap. his rough voice echoed slightly in the large room as inej scanned her surroundings. the room was empty besides a couple of desks and chairs in one corner, a cluttered pile of objects in another, and a big wardrobe that looked ages old. a fireplace on the wall kept the room warm, and a small chandelier hung above inej’s head.

“guess i didn’t require much until now.” inej shrugged, pulling a desk and chair of her own towards the center of the room. “you?”

kaz closed his book, finally looking up at inej. “i come and go when i want.”

inej wanted to know more about what had revealed the room to kaz in the first place, but she redirected the question away from kaz himself, knowing it was unlikely he would answer. “get anything out of it?” with kaz, it was all about gain.

kaz drummed his fingers on his desk. inej tried not to stare. “some crying first years with who miss their mums. i think i’ve witnessed a bit of every couple in the school’s snogging.” he pulled out a handful of extendable ears from his robe pocket. “snape’s planning something. don’t know the details yet, but something big.”

inej nodded. part of her expected kaz to leave, speak with his silence as he tended to do, but he continued to sit and look at inej, book in lap. inej knew him well enough to recognize that while it wasn’t exactly an invitation, kaz wasn’t saying no to a conversation. she could’ve started with a less risky question about snape’s plans, or asked for the names of the couples in their year, just to know, but inej was curious about other things.

“and how did you find this place, kaz?”

“the de kappel painting.” he said casually. “i needed a place to hide it.”

inej froze, taken aback by kaz’s answer. or more accurately, his willingness to answer. “so it’s true?” she questioned, hoping her voice didn’t give away her surprise. “the gringotts vault rumor.” she had half believed them to begin with, knowing kaz’s abilities but never his motives. still, kaz had never confirmed it with anyone as far as she had known.

“true enough.” kaz reopened his book, attention back on the page. inej inwardly sighed. the satisfaction of knowing kaz trusted her enough to confirm the gringotts rumor didn’t last long. figures kaz wouldn’t want to talk much about himself.

“but that’s a story for next time.” kaz flipped a page, the slightest start of a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth.

next time, inej turned over in her head. she tried not to smile as she opened her own book. she could work with next time.

author’s note (pls read!) this is my first time on tumblr so idk how to use it too well but i’m overwhelmed by all the nice responses so thank you all so, so much. i see everything!! idk if there’s like poll mechanisms and stuff on tumblr (argh help) but i wanted to gauge what everyone would like next—im deciding between six of crows x pjo or shadow and bone x harry potter, so comment below what you’d like to see first (: i’d also love to hear abt any personal requests so my dms (is that what they’re called here?) are open for suggestions. no promises, but lmk if there’s something you want to read. feel free to get as niche as you want, respectfully! ok ik this is super long god bless your soul if u actually read the entire thing but finally, i just wanted to introduce myself—i’m lynn, this is my library and i dabble in most fandoms! my goal is to get at least one piece of writing out every month, so if you’d like to read what i write, follow along! OK im finally done, i swear. thank you again for the tremendous support. unbelievable. happy reading!

[wingsofhcpe]

What kind of YouTube accounts do you think the grishaverse characters would have?

Oh gosh I love these questions! Hehe.

Alina: runs a pet channel with so many cute cats and puppies that she saves from the street and rehomes to loving owners. Has her own pet-products brand, everything is super high quality but also affordable, and she has struck partnerships with many vets and zoos! Harshaw is often a guest on her channels and gives tips on kitty care!

Aleksander: emo metal indie songs. Think Jonathan Young or Violet Orlandi, just edgier. He has a great voice (as we now Binbons does) and he plays the guitar while Ivan is his drummer. Both of them attract people of all genders and ages to their channel, especially Aleks, because he's just so dark and tall and handsome. Ivan has fewer fans since he doesn't like showing his face much, but his fanbase is extremely dedicated.

Fedyor: gaming channel! It's mostly him just getting his ass handed to him in games like CoD and LoL, but his commentary is always hilarious and he keeps all of his swear words appropriate. Never says fuck/damn/shit/etc on camera and never calls anyone an asshole. He substitutes these with "YIKES" "Oh nooo bestie", "that's sad" and, when on multiplayer, "stop asking for heals you barnacle!". Ivan also makes the occasional appearance (which their fanbase is delighted for, the fans just KNEW these two were dating) and he kicks Fedyor's ass if they play 1v1 or carries him throughout the game during co-op. Fedyor loves that uwu.

Genya: makeup and fashion tutorials ALLLL the way. She has such an eye for art and aesthetic, matches colors perfectly and gets so creative with different styles or makeup and outfits. She has her own makeup brand (as in @darbydoo22 's fic!) and hosts many different guests so as to spread diversity (for example, she calls Nina over for larger body types).

Zoya: tea/politics channel but she's actually serious about it, does extensive research and never falls for drama or clickbaits. She swears a lot, but her audience can always rely on her to deliver facts and listen all of her sources and proof. She's also known to have made trolls/haters run crying to their mamas.

Nikolai: runs a monthly Ravkan history podcast! He often invites Zoya to give her view on current events and compare them to similar situations of the past, also providing analysis.

Inej: gymnastics channel! Her tutorials range from easy for beginners to hard enough that may make you break your back. She always looks encouraging, positive and active without overselling it or filling her videos with sponsorships. She also films her acrobatics performances and uploads them to encourage her fans to try new things.

Kaz & Jesper: it's a buzzfeed unsolved channel and im not even kidding. It was Kaz's idea but Jesper tagged along and now it's a mess. Kaz has a deadpan, unimpressed face every time they enter a clearly haunted building and Jesper screams and jumps if he as much as sees a bat. Milo is their channel's mascot and Jesper's emotional support!

Nina & Matthias: they run a cooking channel together, though Matthias is just her helper. It's obvious in every video he's madly in love with her & their banter is hilarious. They have done collabs with Fedyor's channel where they all play cooking simulators or invite Fedyor to help them make traditional Old Ravkan recipes! Ivan has also joined along sometimes, but he looks a bit lost.

Wylan & David: they run a science and chemistry channel together! Wylan also makes crazy experiments such as "dropping 1000°C metal ball into a pool of orange juice!" and David keeps listing facts about why these experiments are usually a terrible idea.

[scl-ana]

six of crows but arcane universe

( spoilers for arcane, six of crows, crooked kingdom )

( i’m not a lol fan so this could be entirely wrong in many ways, but it is mainly based off of the show so )

wylan van eck hendriks

topsider definitely

van ecks probably a councilor too, like the whole the merchant council is

like imagine his backstory but like he crosses the bridge to the undercity to escape the guys trying to kill him

him with the jinx goggles with the little slits

basically caitlyn tbh, he and jesper would have the same dynamic vi and caitlyn has. the "you're hot cupcake" but "you're hot merchling"

he's got that satchel thingy that ekko has, the tube looking one that held the stone.

he'd probably make the cute little grenades jinx makes with the faces scribbled on.

jesper fahey

undercity

i see him with those pistols that jinx has, and he does all the tricks with em too.

definitely flirts with wylan the same way vi flirts with caitlyn, the name calling and everything. 

stays with the firelights, he just enjoys being around a tree because he grew up in the country ( im not actually sure if theres a ‘country’ in arcane but yes ). don’t think he’s part of the gang though.

colm’s probably not staying with him, still in the country or smth.

he was probably sent to a nice school in piltover and found himself gambling in the undercity.

nina zenik

topsider (?)

i was sorta thinking that like she was from piltover and she went to the undercity when she tries to break matthias out of stillwater ( hellgate )

she works at the brothel in the undercity, the one from the “you’re hot cupcake scene.” 

took parem ( shimmer ) to save everyone like at the end of six of crows. its probably liquid like shimmer and not powder. glowing neon and stuff. 

or maybe something like when jinx was injured and parem was used to save her. 

im still trying to figure out how arcane magic works in the universe, but if it can be given as normally as grisha powers, she and jesper would still be a heartrender and fabrikator without hextech or anything.

matthias helvar

not from piltover or zaun, probably an outside country like the one medarda’s from

i can see him in that coat with the fur that medarda’s mom wears.

probably came over with the druskelle through the hexgates or smth, got to know nina and fell in love. same story from the show/pre six of crows.

starts out in stillwater until he was broken out by kaz and co.

i’d say he got piercings and tatoos in stillwater like vi, but knowing matthias he’d think its repulsive and not get anything.

he was definitely be freaked out by the undercity when the crows free him from stillwater.

kaz brekker

bastard of the undercity

think silco but like 30 years younger, and he isn't the one making the shimmer/parem

has a club like the last drop, lives in the top floors.

yknow the way that jinx hallucinates mylo and claggor?? he does that with jordie

he probably has that leg brace thing that viktor has. and that lockpick mylo has.

imagine the sheer power he could hold if he added hextech to his cane.

honestly id love to see him have flashbacks abt jordie the way jinx has flashbacks abt vi that’d be so cool.

broke his leg trying to steal from a piltover house and fell from the roof, earned him his first stay in stillwater.

inej ghafa

undercity

if kaz is silco, inej is basically sevikah and jinx. loyal to the end, basically does all his dirty work.

i wouldn’t know how to incorporate hextech into like, her knives. sorta doesn’t make sense. unless its something like sevika’s sword i guess?? but that kinda isnt too stealthy.

she’d look so good in the sevika get up, like with the cape and the eyeshadow and stuff.

i like imagining her having like a braid as long as jinx’, with the little cuffs and acessories too. 

used to work at the same brothel as nina before kaz bought her for the crows as his spider.

( perhaps i’ll draw my designs of this universe?? i have sketches but nothing full. we shall see )

[calocera]

Do you have any voice claims for your ocs?

i do! most of them are less exact voice claims and more just general "this is kinda how they talk" but i do have a few :D

i think my most solid one is Harvey Guillen as Ronnie, he fits really well! also sidenote I love that people on this site are finally loving Harvey Guillen, ive been a fan of his for a few years he is so good :)

Dorians would be Alan Cumming nix the scottish accent, tbh hed be a whole fancast if he was younger perhaps. just generally that smooth but also gravely type of voice

Bellamys voice claim has been Will Wood but im hesitant about that now bc ever since his latest album people have become really insane about him (esp since tiktok found him) and it kinda has put me off of his work in general, but waaaah he really does fit bellamys vibes so perfect its tragic. my only other pitch is jerma which is much worse and more embarrassing LOL

speaking of streamers i've been considering the streamer Holly hollowtones for my character Vays, also not a set one but just for funsies <3

for Matthias itd be Curt Mega or Carter Hayden, not exactly set on a specific guy as much as just that vocal type; idk how to describe it but that gravely nasally kinda bitchy voice

then theres just a few for jokes like Tim Curry for jethraux and Patrick Seitz as literally every male oc over 6 foot

i really do need more tbh! if anyone ever has strong opinions on someone they think would sound like my ocs please feel free to let me know :D always looking

[plusultrcs]

Okay so now that i’m done crying about shadow and bone to my friends i want to make a controversial statement. Don’t bite my head off for my opinion bc 1. idc i said what i said and 2. it aint that serious these are fictional characters moving on though. I don’t think the show is bad AT ALL i really enjoyed it and seeing the inclusion of leigh and her books was so fucking cute but i will say i think combining both series into one did a huge disservice to the character development of most, if not ever, character. and i’ll explain why so (obviously) sab spoilers ahead. this also obnoxiously long so if you dont read it thats fine <3 lmao

I know going into it everyone, including leigh pretty much, was saying not to expect it to be like the books. That it was going stray away and be more like a fanfiction than the original works. Which was true, but only for the six of crows characters. The show leaned heavily and relied heavily on the plot of shadow and bone. Which, of course, makes sense but because of the inclusion of a heavy heavy re-worked six of crows plot that didnt fit the plot of shadow and bone at all it left them feeling incredibly displaced. Like on shadow and bones part every single major and sometimes even the minor plot points were followed to the number, but on the six of crows front the only thing closely followed was the nina and matthias backstory. I wont talk about every single character because i anticipate this to already be long, but the ones i noticed the most were done a disservice.

For instance Alina. Despite shadow and bone being followed so closely you dont really get to see the natural progression of alina’s character the way i was hoping we would. And that’s definitely because of the time restraints. They had to find a way to somehow balance the screen time for both separate plots so that they could hold the audiences attention for both. Like when nina and matthias plot wasnt on the screen for i think 2 episodes i almost forgot about them and what they were up to so i understand why they timing had to be so split, especially when you only have 8 hours to cover the characters of 2 over 300 page long books yknow? But that means important moments alina had to herself in the books were completely cut, and so a lot of that growth we got went with it. The the biggest thing i was disappointed to see go was the defeat she felt when she was first captured and collared by the darkling. She was feeling absolutely helpless, mal was in their hold, she had no power to do anything but sit there and let him use her. All the training she did felt pointless to her and she really was at the point of giving up. She went quiet, wouldnt speak,was basically a zombie until that moment in the fold when she saw innocent people suffering when she knew she could stop. And she found a way to break free. There were other moments like this in the book, like moments at the little palace where shelt herself getting further and further from mal and feeling like an outside on her own all over again. They tried to show it in the show but without the time to develop her life on her own at the little palace it definitely fell short.

Speaking of mal: THANK YOU WRITERS FOR FIXING HIS WHINY ASS. And while he was annoyingly whiny in the books, he is not a boring character. Not to me at least, honestly he never was. While i do appreciate them not making him so whiny, I would have appreciated seeing that same dissonance realizing alina was grisha brought about in the books. Its just like alina said, grisha were people they scoffed at and talked about in a joking way. Their lives felt miles and miles away from their own, and then to learn that she had been one the entire time. I know i know, it has nothing to do with, and alina didnt know either. BUT THAT IS STILL HIS BEST FRIEND. And obviously girl he’s in love with even if he wasnt aware of it at the time. it made him question everything he thought about grisha, and more importantly brought both of their biggest fears to light: being torn apart. In the book he doesnt deal with this well at ALL and while leigh bardugo does a great job throughout the series showing him growing to me he never got where he should have been, and the show did place him there but i think they do so prematurely. I definitely wanted him to be as understanding as he was, to take notice of how much healthier and stronger she looks since she’s not withholding her power anymore, but i did still want the tension of him wondering what it means for them, how their lives would change, because just based on laws alone she is a grisha and would typically never be someone he would have the chance to befriend but neither of them would be okay with that.

AND ON THE TOPIC OF MALINA. THEY ARE NOT A BORING SHIP. I think the only person other who would work for alina is nikolai (dont fight me on this im right), and that is who i wanted her to end up with. However, I understand why Mal was the choice. Alina has always been someone who just wanted to belong, to fit in somewhere, AND THAT IS OKAY. IT’S NOT A CRIME TO WANT TO BE ORDINARY. I know shes the main character, and has the prophecy of being the ~chosen one~ but that doesnt mean she suddenly has to alter change and rearrange herself entirely. she never wanted to be a saint, and even by the end of the series she still doesnt. Choosing to let the world believed she died so she could live a quiet life. tHAT’S ALL SHE’S EVER WANTED. And Mal is the perfect person to give her that. People who claim she gave up her life for mal, to me, didn’t understand her character. She bounced around from needing mal by her side, and when she couldnt have him there she still sought acceptance in the only other person willing to give it to her, i.e. the darkling. and then when she couldnt have it from him she’s forced to find it in herself and while she learns she doesnt need him or mal she doesnt need anyone, she still chooses mal bc she wants to be with him. she doesnt feel obligated and even later on in the books makes plenty stands on her own without him but she loves him and they honestly make perfect sense. a softer ship doesnt make it a boring one js.

NOW THE SIX OF CROWS GANG. I hate to say it, i do but they felt reduced to a form comedic relief. they had their serious moments ofc but for the most part whenever they popped up on the screen i knew a joke or gag was soon to follow. i will say kit as jesper? best decision that could have possibly been made he fucking did what he had to DO. Kaz’s development for me felt really really rushed and forced. Like he was saying things to inej he wouldnt have said so quickly and especially not while he wasnt under stress??? it honestly felt like fan service??? which im not mad at because again i dont think the show was bad at all the actors brought really great life to the crows, but it just makes me sad to see all that development and build up go out the window.  i think if they were that set on combining the crows story with the shadow and bone story it would have been so much nicer to get a sort of prequel on the crows. like they should have given them the same treatment they gave nina and matthias. so that we could see their backstories as explained in the book happening in real time like how they all came to ketterdam. i know theres no point in wishing that now since whats done is done and again I DONT THINK ITS BAD. Im just sad about all the character development and strong subtle points lost because leigh bardugo always does such a great job in dropping subtle hints and always bringing them back in the end, and that was sadly lost. STILL A GOOD SHOW STILL LOVE THE BABIES. STILL PRAYING FOR A SEASON TWO.

EDIT: IT ALSO MADE ME SAD TO SEE THEM LOSE SO MANY TIMES??? ESPECIALLY AFTER SOC WHERE THEY ALWAYS MANAGED TO WIN?? Like ofc it made perfect sense for them to be unable to capture the damn sun summoner !!! but kaz and all of the crows are meant to be the best of the best when it comes to criminals top tier and they were bested by a ball of light and a jog???? and them going home basically empty handed was kinda :// like i got it but also where did alina get that necklace lmao so yeah once again still great still love it questions had to be asked 

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Oh! That uh. Headcanon thing??? Is that ok? If it was the Germany Bros and Denmark with zzz, pda, and built?? I dunno if your still doing this or not. But thank you anyways!! You're writing is good!!! And remember to take care of yourself.

I didn’t know if you wanted Germany Bros as a ship or as separated characters so I did them separately, but I think you’ll have the image to how it would look like in their relationship :D I hope you’ll like it! Im very glad that you like my writing! 

Enjoy!!

Affection = How affectionate are they? How do they show it?

Germany - He tries his best to show affection in any possible way. He just has no idea how to do it and that makes him a bit unsure of himself. He uses gifts and dates as a form of showing affection, he even writes love letters. But he is always unsure about whether it’s good enough or not.

Prussia - Not very affectionate. Gilbert likes to assure and be assured of their love by words, not actions. He knows it might seem stupid, but he can read honesty in the other’s voice, so he knows if they mean it or if there’s something wrong.

Built = How did their relationship begin? Who took the first step?

Germany - Ludwig had never started a relationship before. He tries to show his love and he tries to read the other person, to see if he is not getting mixed signals or something like that.

Prussia - Prussia is being all touchy and laughy with the other, bumping into them playfully and asking them out for ice cream, coffee, to see a movie and so on. It comes to the point when he assumes the other loves him too, even to the point when he assumes that they are dating. Just when he leans for a kiss, he realizes that “No, I should have say something” and his s/o thinks “Oh, I should have known!”. It usually ends up in a relationship, so he doesn’t mind the awkward minute between them when they pull away after the kiss.

Denmark - No Matter how old Matthias is, or how many relationships he had, he is always very ashamed when asking somebody out. He is blushing, stuttering, he is fidgeting his fingers and he always, always end up asking “So... Can I kiss you?” and then “And... Could I kiss you again?”. His partner finds that funny, Matthias not so much.

Care = Do they take care of each other - mentally and physically? Are they usually interested in how the other’s day was?

Germany - He does not want to talk about his day. It gets tiring doing it for the first half of a day, he does not want to talk about it for the rest of it. But he is interested in how the other’s day was or how the project ended or if they felt happy... As for physical care, Ludwig likes to give massages. With fancy oils and candles. He thinks it’s a nice way to relax after a long day.

Prussia - he doesn’t like talking. He keeps his problems for himself and he assumes people want to do the same. So if his partner wants to talk about their day, they are welcome. But he won’t share how his day went. He prefers watching a movie and relaxing while cuddling, or just napping together. He feels much better after that. He believes that thing helps his partner as well.

Dates = How often do they go on dates? How do they look?

Germany - For important dates, Ludwig likes to go on fancy lunches and dinners. He likes long walks and alcohol tasting. If it’s just spending free time together, he likes to go hiking, he likes to visit museums and generally just travel to see new things.

Prussia - Is more of a lazy dater. He prefers staying home or somewhere close, like on a nearest beach or in nearest bar. Gilbert isn’t fan of fancy places if he doesn’t have the reason for it. But once there is a special occasion or his partner and him get to be together after a long time, he’s the one to chose a theater play or a restaurant.

Exceptions = What do they do, to make their partner happy (even if they don't enjoy it?)

Germany - Sings or reads to his partner in the bed. He really prefers not to do so, but once his partner asks him to, he can’t say no.

Prussia - Cleaning. If he’s partner is away, he takes care of the house, of the backyard, he goes shopping, does laundry, he will change sheets and clean the windows. He hates it, it takes whole day (maybe two) but the look on his s/o’s face is always worth it.

Future = Do they think about it? How does it look?

Germany - He’s a week in a relationship but he already knows how their wedding will look like and what will they kid name’s be. He knows it’s ridiculous, but he always feels like his partner is the one for him.

Prussia - Gilbert knows better than to give himself a hope of any kind. He is open to talks about future and he takes them seriously, but he doesn’t think of it much. He would be happy to make his dream future come true one day... Lots of kids and animals in big house - that’s what he wants the most.

Gifts = How often do they give the other gifts? What are the gifts?

Germany - Every anniversary, anytime they see each other after a long time, every birthday, Christmas, Easter... He uses every special occasion just to show that he loves the other person. Why? Because he can’t use his words properly. It’s always something practical and rarely it’s clothes or accessory.

Prussia - Is terrible with gifts. He is trying, he’s trying his best! But he can’t do it and he needs helps. He often asks somebody to help him and he is listening to his partner so he at least tries to buy the thing they seem to want the most.

Hiatus = Did they ever had to take a break from each other? Or is their relationship smooth?

Neither of them is fan of breaks. Whilst Ludwig believes everything can be settled after a long discussion, Gilbert knows that a break equals a break up.

Item = What belongs to the other, but they always use it?

Germany - He is usually bigger, so he can’t keep any clothes and wear them. But he really likes to borrow watch or glasses. It’s subtle, it’s elegant and no one knows.

Prussia - He goes with the saying “What is mine is yours and what is yours is mine”. (He borrows shoes a lot.)

Jealousy = Are they jealous? Does it show?

Germany - Not without a proper reason. He is trying to let everything slide and make himself believe, that there is no reason he should be jealous. So he does not show it either.

Prussia -  He hates being jealous, but he is afraid that somebody might be better. He thinks he is good enough, but there is always someone who can be a better match for his partner. He does show it in a strange way - he si trying to please his partner and make himself look better, just to show his partner how good their relationship is and why they should stay together.

Kitchen = Who owns it?

As for Germany and Prussia, they both have their way around the kitchen. But the can’t work together, they are very different types of cooks, so the switch. (Ludwig end up cleaning after Gilbert most of the time.)

Likes and dislikes = What is the best and the worst thing about their partner?

Germany - Ludwig really likes when his partner is honest. At any cost. On the other hand, being lazy is a big no-no in a relationship.

Prussia - Gilbert appreciates if his partner is laughing at his jokes. However terrible they are, he just wants to make his partner smile. What he doesn’t like is being lectured by the other. He can stand it in private, but once it happens on a public place, that’s it for him. Gilbert knows he has many flaws, but he knows his worth and he won’t let anyone scold him in front of other people.

Mistake = What did they do and how did the situation ended?

Germany - Time is always a problem. He hates to admit it, but he could give his partner more attention and spend more time with him. As an apology, he buys something that his s/o wanted for a longer time and leaves his phone at home, spending as much time with his partner as possible.

Prussia - He does a lot of mistakes, but he never admits it to himself. So he is ignoring it, hoping his partner isn’t hurt in any way. They both end up forgetting about it in few days.

Nicknames = How do they call each other?

Germany - He doesn’t like nicknames, he never uses them. It feels weird for some reason. But when he uses any other name than his partner’s given name, he says it with the softest tone possible.

Prussia - Gilbert is playing with names. And he uses them all at the same time. (And he makes up nicknames for himself.)

Out of character = What is something nobody would believe they do in a relationship?

Germany - He is very needy cuddler. Once his job is done and he can finally rest, he prefers to have his partner near him. They don’t have to talk or kiss or anything, he just wants to be close to them and hug on the couch.

Prussia - Gilbert loves big cheesy romantic gestures. Every other anniversary he borrows a microphone and speaker and he stands under his partner’s window, singing ABBA and Bruno Mars’ old songs.

PDA = Their opinion on PDA? How does it look?

Germany - No. He knows that people don’t like seeing it and then it’s a private thing. So why would he want to show the others how much he is in love when his partner is the only one who has to know? Even when they see each other after a long time, he just hugs his partner and kisses them on both cheeks.

Prussia - It’s not like he doesn’t like PDA, he just isn’t that big of a affection-showing partner. He doesn’t need to hold the other’s hand or brush their shoulders together. He doesn’t really miss kissing anyone, he doesn’t need to be touched or touch. As long as he is sure that his love is being returned, he’s more than happy.

Denmark - Matthias is a very touchy person. He likes to hold his partner hand, he likes to hug them a lot... He enjoys those things. But he wouldn’t like them to be screaming at other people, so he is very subtle with them. There is the thing though - he can’t keep his lips away. Whether it’s pecks or just whispering, he keeps his lips close to his s/o’s body.

Quirk = What is a silly activity they really enjoy?

Germany - He loves shopping - in pet stores. He spends way too much there every now and then. But he never keeps those things (not until he goes there on purpose, for his own dogs). He is giving them to animal shelters, helping them as much as he can.

Prussia - Singing naked around the house. It starts in the shower, but it continues until he’s completely dry (without using a towel). He doesn’t need a microphone, he is just loud and he dances with his eyes closed. (Oh yes. It got awkward few times.)

Rough times = Do they argue? How often?

Germany - He can get loud if there is a problem that is ignored by his partner, but once the “debate” starts accelerating and it becomes an argument, he backs off and uses more calm, soft voice. He’s a patient man, so if he starts an argument, it’s not more often than once a month.

Prussia - He’s blunt and oblivious and even though it’s not much of a arguing problem, he often says things differently that he should and explains things to himself the wrong way. That leads to hard and dangerous conversations few times a week.

Sex = nothing too explicit, just a random headcanon

Germany - He’s very shamed of it, but when he’s the big spoon in bed, he gets a boner too often. It never happens to him, even if his partner is teasing him any other time of a day or place, he has his buddy under control. But once he is in bed, oh boy. It just keeps happening.

Prussia - He loves morning sex. Slow, relaxes, caring morning love making is the best kind of all.

Together time = How often does that happen? How are they usually spending it?

Germany - He loves his job. He knows it's bad, it's actually the worst, but his job is very important. But when Friday comes, he spends whole night planning their weekend together, making sure both of them will have something fun to do. (Unfortunately he never turns his phone off and chose his job over his partner.)

Prussia - He’s always putting work on the second place. He doesn’t care if the documents were supposed to be finished yesterday. He’s just going on a date and nothing can stop him. Does he regret his decision? Yes and no. Yes - he hated doing his job last minute. No - the date is always worth it. He prefers movie nights, cinema dates, he can even settle for operas and musicals. Anything to spend two hours quietly admiring his s/o and then having what to talk about for the rest of the evening. (He keeps all of the tickets.)

Unacceptable = What will they NEVER do in a relationship?

Germany - However jealous he might be, he never confronts his partner. Ludwig believes that trust and honesty is the most important thing in a relationship so he thinks his s/o would come to him and tell him if something was off. He is a bit worried, sure, but he would never make a scene or corner his partner. He just waits patiently, however hard it is.

Prussia - He can't break up with his partner. He knows it's bad and that it's terrible thing but he can't make himself break someone's heart. So he is bad boyfriend, he is making scenes, he is doing that typical "What's wrong? Nothing!" thing and finds as much excuses as he can, to be away from his partner. He just doesn't want to hurt the other, he knows just as much or a pain it is.

View worth millions = What is the part of their partners body they admire the most?

Germany - For Ludwig it's definitely hands. Not nails, he doesn't care about those at all. They can be long, short, acrylic or they can have dirt behind them. Whatever. But hands, fingers, skin... He likes to touch his partners hands a lot and caress them. Hard to tell which he likes more - if small or big hands, if soft skin or hard skin of hands that worked a lot. He just adores hands and palms.

Prussia - Gilbert is a simple man. He really is. But no so simple that he would settle for round butts and big breasts (not that he doesn't like those). Or for big muscles. But he's a hair man. He likes to play with them, caress them, smell them... He even braids them, even though he is terrible at it. He's just having fun.

When separated =  Are they calling each other? Missing each other much? What happens when they see each other after a loner while?

Germany - He doesn’t want to be needy or annoying, so he is never the one to call and he’s texting the other just occasionally. It’s always a short, direct text, such as “Miss you.” “Love you.”  “Hope you will come back soon.” but he answers every call or text in a minute, trying to make the conversation as long as possible.

The reunion is his favourite part. He buys one flower and big chocolate box and cooks lunch. In the evening, he and his s/o go to a restaurant for a fancy dinner, which always ends up in them talking until the late night, and then going home and cuddling in the bed.

Prussia - Doesn't care if he's annoying. It's the opposite, actually. He uses "one word - one text bubble" style of texting. Not that he wants to, he just uses it as a way of reminding his s/o that he is alive and they are still dating... (And that he misses his s/on a lot). He's the king of emojis too. He uses them much more than it's necessary and he actually thinks a lot about which he will chose.

As for reunion, he's always asking one question over and over again to the point when he annoys himself. "Missed me much?". To which is s/o answers "No, not at all." just because they want to mess with him. But once they say "Yes, very much." he is the happiest man in the world, he jumps around and laughs loudly, hugging the other tightly.

Xtra = extra headcanon

Germany - Ludwig loves to play RPG games. He won’t tell anyone, he could never tell anyone. But he secretly loves them. He got so mad the other time, he scared Gilbert to death with how angry he was and how much he was cursing.

Prussia - He is watching cartoons. Not anime - cartoons. My little pony, Miss Mallard Mystery, Totally spies, Avatar, Gravity Falls, Phineas & Ferb... you name it, he knows it.

Yours only = marriage headcanon

Germany - Ludwig cried. He cried at every single wedding he had attended and he cried at his own wedding. His s/o though it was cute, but Ludwig couldn’t look into anyone’s eyes until he started drinking. It felt a bit awkward... But he couldn’t help it. His s/o was just the most beautiful person in the world and now they were only his.

Prussia - Was looking just stunning. He was nice, he was smiling, he was thanking everybody... Gilbert was a changed man on his wedding day. He was taking a lot of pictures (even though he had the best and most expensive photographers around him) and selfies. And then dancing - Gilbert had danced with everyone who was invited. Twice. He gave his soul and heart to every dance and for the first time they all had to admit that the Prussian looked hot.

Zzz = sleep headcanon

Germany - Some might think that Ludwig is a heavy sleeper. That he goes to bed and won’t wake up until the alarm goes off. The opposite is the truth - Ludwig reacts to every sound, every smell... He knows when his s/o moves. That’s actually the reason why he doesn’t need an alarm. He keeps waking up on the sound of the clock in the kitchen (which is on the other side of the house).

Prussia - Gilbert sleeps with his door open. What doesn’t kill you, makes you stronger. Haha, sorry... But he really does! And his windows open too. He likes night breeze. Why, you might ask, won’t he just close the door? He’s too lazy. When he goes to bed (which isn’t sooner than 2AM) he just wants to sleep. He can’t be bothered to do anything anymore.

Denmark - It doesn’t matter how long his sleep or nap is (it can be five minutes or five hours) but he always wakes up with pink cheeks. Rest of the Nordic is making fun of him, but just because they don’t want to admit that Matthias looks... kind of cute.

The thing that Denmark, Prussia and America have in common is, that they once made a pact and swore they will never ever wear pajamas again. Nightgown is cool, but they prefer to sleep in boxers or sweatpants (commando).

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idk personally they got the characters, casting, and storyline all wrong and fucked

but that's just me :))

oh yeah the casting is.. not perfect but not the worst? idk I only finished up to episode 4

I like Freddy's vibes and the hair, but the voice and eyes aren't quite right and.. lowkey ruin it just a little.

I think Kit has the charisma for Jesper but not quite the look.

not a huge fan of Nina's casting just because she's not plus sized but her face definitely fits the role?

Matthias, pretty on point except something about his face doesn't quite do it for me? that's just a me thing tho

I DONT LIKE ZOYAS BANGS IDK ALSO WHY DID THEY MAKE HER RACIST

Alina is perf only because of Jessie Mei Li, but the way they inserted the racism plotlines,,,, not my fav, it was so in your face and just,,,, not it, coming from an Asian

I DONT LIKE MALS HAIR BUT HE'S CHEFS KISS IM A MAL STAN NOW

Darkling is the Darkling, I just boo everytime he's on screen but Ben has done a good job so far

INEJ IS PERFECT MWAH- except I feel like they haven't done enough with her character? like she's such a badass and they've barely shown it. they had her do aerial silks but where's the tightrope ma'am??

idk I think they made it hard on themselves by combining the two when they're supposed to be seperate but most book fans I know are there for the Crows so I see why they did it.

the whole crows kidnap Alina plotline doesn't really make sense? they don't do the best job of handling both storylines and switching back and forth, and some of the transitions are like,,, not it.

MILO THE GOAT 😍😍

I want them to stop making the crows look straight at the camera. Make it stop, it's literally breaking the rules of film and the fourth wall sTOP-

The whole Aleksander thing threw me off, it made it matter less and I don't like that. The whole general kirigan instead of the darkling thing is stupid to me.

I haven't gotten there yet but I like the change to alinas collar because it makes it more clear just how intrusive it is

As far as an adaptation goes, they're definitely not doing the worst job? But I could see it going far, it would just be very clearly its own thing set apart from the series.

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CATH MY LOVE CONGRATS!!!!!❤️❤️❤️ YOU DESERVE SO MUCH MORE FOLLOWERS!!! okay im gonna ask for 💐👑🍭 I love the book quote blog rate 🥺, you always have the best ideas for celebrations 💫

IANNY!! I’m so glad you like my celebrations, dear, I have so much fun making them!! ❤️

💐 - Name Aesthetic - Ianny

Walking through a museum right after closing time / reading unde the covers with a flashlight / avant-garde fashion / slicked-back ponytails / the sound of heels on hardwood floors / quill pens / organized bookshelves

👑 - Book Quote Blog Rate

Harry Potter -

It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live / I solemnly swear I am up to no good / Happiness can be found in the darkest of times if one only remembers to turn on the light / No need to call me sir, Professor / You’re just as sane as I am / After all this time? Always

Six of Crows -

No mourners, no funerals / The heart is an arrow. It demands to land true / The water hears and understands. The ice does not forgive / You’re better than waffles, Matthias Helvar / This action will have no echo / I don’t know! Maybe I liked your stupid face

Red White and Royal Blue -

History, huh? Bet we could make some / I love him on purpose / Sometimes you just jump and hope it’s not a cliff / But the truth is, also, simply this: love is indomitable / You are, he says, the absolute worst idea I’ve ever had / Never tell me the odds

The Song of Achilles -

Philtatos — most beloved / I would know him in death, at the end of the world / Name one hero who was happy. You can’t / And perhaps it is the greater grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone / We were like gods at the dawning of the world / I am made of memories

All For The Game -

Hope was a dangerous, disquieting thing, but he thought perhaps he liked it / I’m not a hallucination. You are a pipe dream / Thank you, you were amazing / This king’s ruled long enough — it’s time to tear his castle down / They were worth every cut and bruise and scream / It sounded like a dream, it tasted like damnation

Anne of Green Gables -

Kindred spirits are not so sparse as I used to think / Dear old world, she murmured, you are very lovely and I am glad to be alive in you / Tomorrow is a new day with no mistakes in it.. yet / It’s delightful when your imaginations come true, isn’t it? / The world calls them its singers and poets and artists and storytellers; but they are just people who never forgot the way to fairyland / Do you think amethysts can be the souls of good violets?

Little Women -

I am not afraid of storms, for I am learning how to steer my ship / I’ve got the key to my castle in the air, but whether I can unlock the door remains to be seen / Let us be elegant or die! / Don’t try to make me grow up before my time / Be comforted, dear soul! There is always light behind the clouds / Life and love are very precious when both are in full bloom

🍭 - Favorite Interaction

Your blog (back when you were @thelaxthourx) was the first one I ever saw with the x-replacing-letter thing in and I thought it was so cool and you looked so official but I said hi and you immediately treated me like we’d always been friends!! It was so cool to see a blog that I was a fan of be so friendly right away! That first moment of immediate friendship will always have a special place in my heart ❤️

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elle fanning. cis female. she/her.  ／  lorelei “lorrie” gunther just pulled up blasting which witch by florence + the machine  — that song is so them ! you know, for a twenty-three year old musician, i’ve heard they’re really -reclusive, but that they make up for it by being so +observant. if i had to choose three things to describe them, i’d probably say chipped glitter nail polish, a silver gilt mirror, losing yourself in the beat of the music. here’s to hoping they don’t cause too much trouble ! ( ally, 22, est, she/her )

me: i don’t have a type when it comes to muses! also me: unveils this new muse that is also introverted and anxious but this time with more glitter. anyways, meet lorelei, starr to her fans, and lorrie to her friends, an observant girl, gifted mimic, misfit, mirror, and musician. kind of a jem and the holograms/hannah montana/perfect blue hybrid. details under the cut, like for me to hyu to plot !! 

(also her pinterest im really proud of it you guys)

statistics.

full name. lorelei amelia gunther. nicknames. lorrie. aliases. starr. occupation. singer-songwriter. age. twenty-three. date of birth. february 1st, 1997.  nationality. american. ethnicity. white (austrian and irish).  gender | orientation. cis female | queer. hometown. boston, ma. zodiac sign. aquarius sun, scorpio moon, pisces rising career/voice claim. lorde.

height. 5′9 weight. 120lbs build. willowy.  distinguishing features. wide eyes, full lips, constant bags, probably has glitter in her hair.  health. 7/10; has no major illnesses but eats like shit, has a whack sleep schedule, is a dysfunctional adult basically. she’s also big depressed but you know how it be. 

positive traits. ambitious, intuitive, observant, imaginative, independent,  neutral traits. talkative, intense, impressionable,  negative traits. anxious, avoidant, moody, secretive, resentful, aloof, 

likes. the nighttime, storms, baggy clothes, mountains, weed, lsd, books, blanket forts, lying on the floor, singing, cryptids, cemeteries,  dislikes. being herself, deadlines, dolls/puppets, the paparazzi, social media, planning ahead, the outdoors, conflict, the beach, 

history. 

(tw suicide mention, anxiety attack) (tldr at the bottom)

her mother called her lorelei after the sirens of the rhine; she insisted her first cries were the sweetest song. and lorelei continued to have a beautiful voice; she sang more than she spoke. but only at home. 

she never responded to lorelei, though, not really; it felt too grand for her. she was a chicken-legged girl who liked overalls and goosebumps books. she was just lorrie.

she grew up in a lower-middle class region of boston, ma. her father was a salesman, and her mother was a travel agent. 

for a while, at school, she didn’t speak at all. she was diagnosed with selective mutism at age five, and it took until she was thirteen to overcome it completely. 

this was not at all helped by the fact that her parents had a nasty divorce when she was seven years old. her father used her mother’s ten-year-old suicide attempt against her in court to prove she wasn’t stable, and gained full custody of lorelei and her two older brothers. her oldest brother, matthias, sided with their father, but the middle brother, jeremias, sided with their mom, and tried to run away to his mother’s house basically every month. he ran away for good when he was fifteen, living with his girlfriend’s family. 

what helped her overcome this selective mutism, at least at first, was her middle school drama class. at home, lorelei had always been an excellent mimic. she did her favorite impressions for her drama teacher, and she encouraged her to try some monologues and scenes. as she got better at acting, she realized that she didn’t have to be herself; she could be somebody else. and that made talking all the easier. 

by high school, she was no longer selectively mute, but was still anxious and shy. she was, however, a total drama kid, and still loved to act. she could be outrageous, incredible on stage; she wasn’t being herself, after all, so if people were judging her, it was the character they were judging, not her. 

still she was def the kind of girl who had a mental breakdown every four months and dyed/cut her hair/gave herself bangs. she could never quite shake the feeling that she was an outsider looking in, separated, different. 

she still loved music, and as she grew older, she started to write songs. it was her secret dream to be a musician. one of her theater friends talked her into singing one of them when she was sixteen, and then encouraged her to try out for the talent show. she was able to get through the audition, though she was a little nervous, but she knew it would be fine. she was on stage all the time, this would be fine. 

but this time, she had to be herself in front of the entire school, and she froze up, not a sound leaving her lips. she doesn’t remember leaving the stage; only remembers that suddenly, she was in the girls bathroom, sobbing her eyes out. 

her friends comforted her that night, partying in their basement like they always did, but thats when lorrie had an idea. what if she didn’t perform as herself? 

that’s when a starr was born. 

as lorelei dressed herself up in all the holo and glitter she had, she created starr in her head; she was born beloved, charismatic, fearless, this glitz and glamor girl who had it all, but what now? even at the top, she found emptiness. she was a beautiful supernova, so breathtaking you forgot she was really a collapsing star. 

starr was lorrie’s ultimate muse; she wrote song after song for her in the next few months, until, finally, she asked some of her friends to help her record a music video. she didn’t expect this music video to get 60 million views in a matter of weeks. 

royals, of course, blew the fuck up, and she had people calling her house to get her to sign with this record company or that record company, and her eventual producer flew her out to la with her dad. and, of course, the rest is history. (her dad also blew a lot of the money she earned as a minor but she got rid of him and that’s neither here nor there.) 

however, as she got more and more into the la lifestyle, she began to rely more and more on starr as an alter ego. people liked starr, after all, and lorrie didn’t even like herself. she played the part of the dignified, wise, and eccentric former queen during interviews, when recording, at after parties and award shows. 

even her first major relationship she got while acting like starr, someone fearless and fun, basically a manic pixie dream girl. if you’ve ever listened to the album melodrama, then you know how badly that ended. 

that’s around when she realized that starr had taken over her entire life. coming home from a house party absolutely zonked, she looked in the mirror and didn’t recognize herself, didn’t see that nerdy, overall-clad chicken-legged girl from her family pictures. 

she stripped her clothes off, scraped the makeup off her face until her skin was red and dry, dragged a brush through her hair to get rid of all the product, and pulled on a hoodie and leggings she had brought with her to la a year ago. she wrote the first draft of all the songs in melodrama in the coming hours. 

however, she still wrote from starr’s perspective, knew she’d perform it as starr. it may be far more personal, but lorrie wasn’t ready to come out just yet. in fact, she’s kind of been hiding the last year or so, a full-on depression mess. 

tl;dr lower middle class nerdy girl from boston overcomes crippling social anxiety through acting, finesses this into an alter ego to be a musician, hits it big, loses herself in the alter ego, has a disastrous relationship, and tries to become herself again. 

present.

first of all, her real name is Known to the public, but not her “brand” outside of starr. it’s proven to be a boon as of late; she’s known for basically being a walking sailor moon cosplayer, not a skinny woman in baggy jeans and a big black hoodie.

since she’s trying to work on herself, she’s kind of in a creative slump. like, she still has more than enough royalties off her music to keep her going, but her agent and producer are both pushing her to clean up some of her songs and record them for a new album. she can still write as starr, but it feels... different, now. melodrama was far more personal than pure heroine, and she wants to continue to grow; writing as starr feels like reverting back to her sixteen year old self. but she’s too scared to write as herself So....

at events though she’s still in the gauze and stars people expect from starr. 

trying to reach out to her mom and brother jer again. not her dad, fuck her dad. 

loves true crime, the supernatural, and conspiracy thought. is probably watching a true crime doc rn. 

she’s just starting to leave her house for the first time in like... a year? like she’s only started to get out again in the last few months.

as for drugs, she def drinks, but she’s more likely to smoke weed. also, she’s a big fan of lsd, but holds herself off to only tripping every few months.

is considering moving to the woods and being the lonely crone everyone whispers about. or maybe switching to voice acting. 

she fuckin hates dolls. literally her worst nightmare is being trapped in some collectors’ doll rooms.  

wanted connections. 

melodrama ex (0/1) - the ex she wrote her breakup album about. can be any gender. i literally want this connection so bad kfdskjkadsfds

best friend (0/1) - someone who was with her throughout her... Transformation

squad (0/3) - bc who doesn't love a squad. this is the vibe i’m going for (sound warning)

icon (1/1) - someone lorrie looks up to and like... majorly doesn't wanna disappoint. - filled by kami!!!

musician buddies (0/?) - they bounce lyrics off of each other, you know how it is.

rival pop star (0/1) - idk i just think it would be Neat. maybe even with a plot that they had a major falling out and now they have to pretend to get along.

hookups (0/?) - or other messy shit

texting crush (0/1) - really weird concept but like... i imagine lorrie would have the number or snap or insta or whatever of this muse and they get talking after melodrama and she just... lays it all out. they don't really talk in person, but she feels really close to them and definitely develops a crush

weed buddy (0/1) - they come to her house and smoke and complain its great

friend turned enemy (0/1) - maybe someone who adored starr but doesn't like who she is now?????? idk idk

enemy turned friend (0/1) - maybe someone who thought starr was fake af but then meets lorrie being Herself and is just like "oh you're a Human" idk idk

bonus.

as a thank you for making it to the end of this fucking enormous intro, please take a moment to enjoy these tik toks reflective of lorrie’s personality (they’re also???? great on their own) 

lorrie talking/singing to herself alone in her house 

honestly she has tinkerbell vibes

drunk mouths speak sober thoughts

and thats on mental illness