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I have a question, do you still take requests or no?
Hello! I accidentally took a 8 month hiatus, but I’m back and I’m now retaking requests! :)
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I’m Backkkkkkkkkkk
let’s just ignore the 8 month long hiatus 😅🫶
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My Neighbor Totoro
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My Neighbor Totoro | となりのトトロ
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Okay, hello! It’s the idiot -🦢 here and i would like to request something! Would you consider doing a fem!reader who is Nina’s sister and finds Nina after a long time at the crow club! I would love some sisterly love right now!
Thank you for your consideration
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Omg hello again friend! I apologize for just how long this has taken me, university got crazy. But anyways, thank you for requesting, I absolutely love this idea and I hope you enjoy this! :)
Together Again
show! nina zenik x sister! reader
she/her pronouns
TW: none
a/n: i say show! nina cause i haven’t read the books (yet), but i did take some information from the grisha verse wiki so it’s kind of a combination (also matthias is at the crow club because i like happiness)
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Nina Zenik only had one regret when it came to being a Grisha.
She’d spent the majority of her life being Grisha, and her heartrending ability was simply another part of her. She knew she was unique and that her gift made her stronger and capable. Nina needed no reminder to be confident in herself and her powers, and so to the world it seemed that she had no regrets. But the one thing Nina could never shake was the look on her little sister’s face when they had taken the former to the Little Palace.
Sometimes Nina wondered if things would have gone differently if she had controlled herself, if she had never lashed out at her bully in the orphanage. Nina had always been fiery, and while she normally remained fairly calm, that day the older boy had pushed her too far. She had snapped, using her powers to render him weak. Immediately, her sister begged her to stop, and Nina did, realizing what she was doing, but it was too late. The adults had seen what she was capable of, and soon she was tested and taken to the little palace. Her sister was left behind, her face terrified and tear-stained as Nina looked at her through the carriage window.
Nina had tried to find Y/n, but as more and more time passed, she grew less hopeful, and eventually she accepted that she would never find her sister again. And when Nina joined the Crows, she found comfort in her new found family.
It was a cloudy day in Ketterdam, and the afternoon was fairly slow for the Crow Club. Nina lounged at the bar, lazily reading a newspaper as she kept an eye on the few customers that were at the tables. At the sound of the door opening, however, Nina swung around to take a look at the person.
Immediately, Nina felt her heart drop into her stomach as she looked at the person. A young woman stood there; her face bore the marks of years of learning and fighting, and she carried herself with a certain poise. But her eyes, her eyes were the same as Nina’s, and the loving look in them was impossible to forget.
“Y/n?” Nina whispered, unable to believe it.
“Hi Nina.” Y/n replied, a warm smile spreading across her face.
Immediately Nina crossed the club, her arms wrapping around her sister tightly. Nina held Y/n close to her, squeezing her with all the love and hope and joy that she felt at finding her again. Y/n hugged Nina back, and tears flowed from both of the sister’s eyes as they embraced.
Eventually, Nina pulled back, her hands coming and cupping Y/n’s face as the former looked at her baby sister. Y/n was almost as tall as Nina was, and the latter couldn’t believe how grown she was. “You look so beautiful.” Nina whispered, smiling at her sister.
“Thank you. You look so incredible.” Y/n replied, taking in the strength and confidence that her sister exuded. “I’m sorry it took me so long to find you.”
Nina shook her head vehemently, looking Y/n deep in the eyes. “No, I’m sorry. I was supposed to look out for you, and I didn’t. I’m sorry.” Nina’s voice hitched, the pain of losing her sister hitting her anew.
“It’s okay.” Y/n said softly, smiling. “We’ve found each other again, and that’s all that matters.” She said, her eyes full of love.
Nina wrapped her arms around Y/n again, holding her close. “And I’m never letting you go again.”
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Hiii can I request something for Lando Calrissian, smth that takes place during Solo. It can be anything you want honestly I just need something for him. I'm in a Lando mood
hello, thank you for requesting! i am so sorry this has taken so long, university has been killer!. :( anyways, here it is, and i hope you enjoy! :)
Call You Babe for the Weekend
solo! lando calrissian x reader
gender neutral pronouns
TW: some suggestive language
a/n: i hope you don’t mind, i ended up setting this after the events of Solo, on the island setting (numidian prime) at the end of the movie.
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Y/n and Lando’s relationship was…..interesting.
They had come together to help their mutual acquaintance Han Solo, but somehow they never parted ways. After the job was done, Y/n went back to Numidian Prime with Lando, for reasons even they could not define.
But despite living on the same island, Y/n and Lando were not friends. They weren’t enemies, but there was no real connection there. When the pair did run into each other in the casinos or at mealtimes, their short conversations were full of banter and jokes.
And then of course there was the nights; neither could really remember how it started, but soon it became typical for one to show up at the other’s door late at night. Then the would spend a few hours providing a distraction or a fun time, and the visitor would leave before the sun even shone through windows. These intimate late-night rendezvous were never spoken about by either Lando or Y/n; it was simply just part of their strange dynamic.
But with time, Y/n’s heart made the fatal mistake: developing feelings. It started small, a flutter in their heart, an extra appreciation of his beauty when they were together. But then Y/n started craving Lando, wanting his time and his touch all the time, not just in the few unspoken hours.
But Lando was untouchable; even though it was Y/n’s bed he consistently came to, the latter knew he only did it from convenience. Lando could and would sleep with any guy, girl, or person he wanted to. He wasn’t the man to settle down, to want strings attached. So Y/n protected themself, not wanting the letdown they knew would come if they admitted their feelings.
And then Finon showed up. He was everything Y/n could want; he was handsome, he was sweet, and he cared. And Finon had genuine feelings for them. So Y/n took the opportunity to finally move on from their one-sided feelings. Their days and nights were soon taken up by Finon, enjoying being with him and by his side.
It was one of these nights that Y/n returned to their home, a small smile on their face as they smelled the bouquet of flowers Finon had left them with as they parted. But as they approached their door, an unexpected surprise was leaning against the doorframe.
“Lando?”
The man was staring at the floor when Y/n approached, but at the sound of their voice he looked up. He gave them a smile, but it didn’t quite reach his eyes. Y/n’s heart twisted with worry, but their head was more confused at why he was there.
“Heya Y/n.” Lando greeted, his hand giving a little wave. “Mind if I come in?”
Y/n let out a deep sigh, shaking their head as they stepped up to their door and unlocked it. "I can't tonight, I'm tired. I'm sure there are lots of other people--"
"I'm not here for that." Lando breathlessly uttered, placing his hand on the door in front of Y/n. His eyes were dark with emotion and desperation, his face silently pleading with Y/n. "I just...wanted to talk to you."
A million questions swirled in Y/n's mind, but slowly they nodded and walked into their home, letting him follow. Something was very wrong, but in a way Y/n felt honored that Lando came to them, trusted them.
Lando took a seat on Y/n's couch, running his hands over his face. Y/n carefully sat next to him, confusion and concern filling their face. Lando looked at Y/n, his eyes dark with emotions.
“Had a fun night?” He asked suddenly, nodding towards the flowers.
Y/n looked down at the flowers, having forgotten them in their hands in the midst of this strange occasion. “Oh, well, yes.” They quickly said, a little taken aback by the randomness of the question.
“Does he make you happy?” Lando asked, eyes searching Y/n’s. His gaze was intense and unwavering, and there was a sense of desperation in his eyes.
Y/n didn’t immediately answer, instead taking a moment to think. Finon did indeed treat them well, but it was Lando that made their heart flutter, that they yearned for. “He‘s very good to me.” They finally said, voice quiet as they pulled away their gaze.
“Do you love him?”
“Why do you want to know?”
Suddenly, Lando’s hand came up and gently grasped Y/n’s chin, forcing them to look at him. “Do you love him?” He asked again, eyes searching Y/n’s for the truth.
Y/n’s heart skipped a beat, the warm touch of his hand on their face sudden, but quite nice. His gaze was so intense, so genuine, that they couldn’t help but answer truthfully. “No.” Y/n whispered. “But I want to.”
Lando looked concerned at that answer. “And why is that?” He said quietly, his face coming a little closer to their’s.
“Because Finon’s good to me. He cares about me, he treats me well, and he probably could give me a good life.” Y/n explained, forcing everything in their being to not look anywhere else but Lando’s eyes.
Lando leaned in even closer, his lips ghosting over Y/n’s. “But I love you.” He whispered.
Shock flooded Y/n’s body, the suddenness of this confession hitting them. “What?”
Lando smiled, shaking his head a little. “I love you Y/n. I love the way your forehead creases when your confused, I love the way you laugh, I love the way you look. My body and my soul yearn for you, and I feel complete with you.” He said softly, eyes never leaving Y/n’s. “But if it’s Finon you want, then I’ll leave without another word. But I will always be wanting you more.”
With those words, Y/n could not hold back any longer, instead pressing their lips to Lando’s. He didn’t miss a beat, his free hand coming and sliding around their waist. He pulled Y/n closer, pressing their lips together slowly and deeply. It was beautiful, being together in this personal and loving way.
Y/n broke off for just a moment, smiling against Lando’s lips. “I love you too.” They said softly.
A wide grin spread across Lando’s face, happiness filling him. With a laugh of joy, he picked up Y/n, carrying them off the couch and back into their bedroom. He gently set them down, crawling on top of them.
“I promise, I’ll make you the happiest person alive my love.” Lando swore to Y/n. He leaned down, arms wrapping around Y/n as he kissed them with all the love and passion that he had.
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thinking about how, as a child, kaz’s favorite trick seemed to be watching something disappear, and then he grew up and fell in love with a girl who could vanish into thin air, and how we’re told that when he looks at inej, he feels like a boy again and believes that there’s still magic in the world. imagine loving magic all your life, and then discovering that magic loved you too.
#SCREAMING CRYING THROWING UP#“imagine loving magic all your life and then discovering that magic loved you too.”#OP?????#HOW ARE YOU GOING TO DROP ONE OF THE MOST HEARTWRENCHING LINES#AND JUST MOVE ON#INCREDIBLE
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Shadow and Bone s2 bts redraw #1
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hi! I rlly loved ur recent Kaz Brekker fic n I was wondering if u could do one where the reader had an ED. Like how Kaz would react to it and what he would do to help?? I’m currently getting over an ED n need some comfort rn xx
Hi! Thank you so much for reading and for requesting! As someone who watched many loved ones go through recovery, let me just say how proud I am of you (and anyone reading this!) for trying. You’re amazing and doing great, I promise. <3
Not Giving Up
show! kaz brekker x reader
gender neutral pronouns
TW: eating disorder (following the symptoms and recovery for anorexia nerviosa), low self esteem, mentions of restrictive eating. nothing graphic, and there is comfort/healing in this fic, but please be careful when reading
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Kaz Brekker didn’t know how he never noticed it before.
When it came to you, he typically was so attentive, noticing even the smallest details. And he did technically notice all the symptoms; the way you were always cold, the way your wounds would take longer to heal, or how you would sleep too much or none at all. But it wasn’t until The Crows were gathered for brunch one Sunday morning that Kaz finally put all the pieces together.
It was a joyous occasion, and despite being some of the most secretive people in the Barrel, the seven of you made quite a ruckus. But it was joyful, everyone teasing and messing with each other. Weekly brunch was Nina’s idea, her having lamented that she never got to see everyone all together anymore. So everyone agreed that once a week, they would all get together, the true Crow Club.
And every week, you would join in on the fun, laughing and joking with everyone. But as Kaz watched you nonchalantly tell the waitress, “Oh, I’m not really hungry”, that something clicked in his brain.
As the gears in Kaz’s mind began to turn, he soon came to realize that you said that every week. And beyond that, Kaz couldn’t recall a time where you had eaten a full meal around him or any of The Crows. It was plausible that you ate alone or when Kaz wasn’t around, but when compared with some of your other behaviors and symptoms, Kaz was fairly sure of what was happening.
Not wanting to cause more distress, Kaz had the good sense enough to leave you be during the brunch. But the moment the both of you got back to the club, he uttered only three words as he walked pass.
“My office, now.”
Despite being close with Kaz, those words still brought a chill up your spine. Cautiously you followed your friend up the stairs and into his office, following his gesture to sit down. For a while, the two of you sat in silence, Kaz staring at you with his chin resting on his clasped gloved hands.
Finally, you couldn’t take it any longer. “Is there someth-“
“Do you have an eating disorder?”
You weren’t sure what you had expected Kaz to talk to you about, but it was certainly not that. Your jaw slack, you rapidly blinked, trying to collect your thoughts.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Kaz’s eyes narrowed. “Do you have an eating disorder?”
You started breathing rapidly, wondering how this man had put the pieces together when you had been so careful to hide it. “I’m fine Kaz.”
“Why don’t you eat with us? Or ever?”
“I-I,” Your words failed you, your brain trying to find some way to combat Kaz’s questions. “Like I said, I’m totally fine. I’m just not hungry a lot.”
With a deep sigh, Kaz got up and moved around the table to sit next to you. When you looked into his eyes, you were surprised by just how gentle they were. “You don’t have to lie to me…or to yourself.”
As you saw the pure concern and affection in Kaz’s gaze, you felt the dams break. Tears freely fell from your eyes as the fears you had been holding in for so long finally came out. Kaz gently placed his hand on your back, trying his best to show comfort and support.
“I don’t-I don’t like my body. Or me in general. Or life. I just…” You trailed off, hanging your head. “I just thought that if I could control what I ate, everything would be so much better.”
“And did it?”
Closing your eyes, you let the truth come out in the smallest whisper. “No.”
“I didn’t think so.” Kaz responded, his voice thoughtful. “Do you want to get better?”
Slightly surprised by the question, you looked back up into Kaz’s eyes. “I—I think so. I’m just scared of what might happen.”
Kaz took his hand off your back and took your hand instead. “You don’t have to go through this alone.” He promised.
“You want to help me?” You asked, searching for any sign of doubt or falsehood in Kaz’s eyes.
But as his blue eyes pierced your soul, you felt the truth of his words. “Every step of the way.”
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Good to his word, Kaz Brekker was there for you through everything. He found the best physician and psychologist in Ketterdam, and he was there for every meeting to be a support. Kaz also let you tell the other Crows at your own pace, but when you did, your support system went from one to six instantly. Your little family was there for you, and even though you were scared, it gave you comfort.
Following the treatment plan was difficult. The old inner demons that had haunted you for so long constantly reappeared, making eating difficult. But Kaz and the Crows made sure that you were never alone at mealtime, and they never shamed you for struggling with a particular food or for needing more time. So slowly, with the help of everyone and especially Kaz, bit by bit you learned to heal your relationship with food and your body.
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It was a surprisingly clear and sunny Sunday that spring when Ketterdam’s deadliest gang walked down the street, laughing and cajoling the whole way. Upon entering the familiar restaurant, all seven of the crows managed to squeeze into their familiar booth, with only a few complaints and pokes along the way. As you all settled in, a serving girl came up to the table.
You and Kaz were sitting closest to the edge, but the girl elected to talk to you first. “Are you ready to order?”
Kaz held his breath as he watched you hesitate for a moment, looking at the menu on the table.
Looking back up at the serving girl, a bright smile adorned your face. “I’ll have [your favorite breakfast food], please.”
The girl nodded as she wrote down your order, and moving on to Nina, who launched into her elaborate waffle order. But Kaz felt his heart swell with pride, knowing deep down the effort that you were putting in. Kaz reached out underneath the table, and softly he took your hand inside his gloved one. Slightly surprised, you looked up at him, but looking into Kaz’s eyes told you everything he couldn’t say aloud.
Gently squeezing Kaz’s hand in return, you looked around at the little family you and he had built. The journey ahead was long, but your future was bright and full of love.
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Recovery is possible; you are wonderful and loved, and you deserve happiness. Real, true happiness. If are struggling with any kind of ED and you are in the united states, please go to this link and get the help you need. <3
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hello! may i request something about chekov x reader? maybe the reader wakes up from nightmares and chekov comforts them? thank you have a good day 🫶
thank you for requesting! i am so sorry it’s taken so long, somehow this got lost in my drafts. :( but i hope you enjoy! :)
In My Arms
Pavel Chekov x reader
gender neutral pronouns
TW: nightmares (and possible wrong use of russian)
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“My love. My love, wake up!”
Sharply inhaling, your eyes finally open. Petrified with fear, you stay stiff, unable to move any part of your body.
“Любимая (Beloved), it’s okay, I’m here.”
Finally blinking away the last effects of sleep, you see your partner’s face hovering above you. You realize he has arm wrapped around your torso, the other hand cupping your face. Gently Chekov strokes your cheek with his thumb, offering a small smile in an attempt to comfort you.
You breathe out slowly, finally feeling your body relax as you realize that everything you just went through was all only a nightmare. You blink away the last tears that linger in your eyes, trying to calm your body and mind.
“I’m sorry if I woke you.” You whisper.
Vehemently Chekov shakes his head, laying back down and pulling you close to his chest. “No, none of that, you don’t need to apologize.”
You nod in acceptance, relaxing into Chekov’s warmth and the safety you feel from your lover’s arms around you. You feel his chest rise and fall underneath your head, and you focus on that, grounding yourself as you match his breathing.
“Are you okay?” Chekov asks after a few moments of silence.”
Tilting your neck back to look at him, you nod again. “I’m okay, it was just a nightmare.”
“Do you want to talk about it?”
Your mind thinks back to the terrors you mentally went through; it had felt so real in the moment, but now it seems so impossible and distant as you relax in your bed with your partner.
“It was just…unsettling. I was lost—I lost you.”
You feel Chelov’s arms tighten around you, pulling you impossibly closer. “I’m right here, I’m not going anywhere, I promise.” He whispers, pressing a kiss to the top of your head.
You nestle deeper into your lover’s hold, the comfort of your bed and his warmth and his arms bringing you peace again.
“Will you sing for me?”
You can feel Chekov smile and softly laugh at your request, but nevertheless you hear his gentle voice breaking through the stillness.
“Спи, младенец мой прекрасный, (Sleep, my beautiful good boy,)
Баюшки-баю. (Bayushki bayu)
Тихо смотрит месяц ясный (Quietly the moon is looking)
В колыбель твою. (Into your cradle)
Стану сказывать я сказки, ( I will tell you fairy tales)
Песенку спою; (And sing you little songs,)
Ты ж дремли, закрывши глазки, (But you must slumber, with your little eyes closed,)
Баюшки-баю. (Bayushki bayu)
As you drifted back off to sleep, you knew that with Chekov by your side, you were safe, loved, and would never be alone.
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a/n: if you want to hear a beautiful recording of the lullaby i used, check out this youtube video!
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Day 3 of Kanej Appreciation Week 2023 - Parallel
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