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SQUEALING SANTA GIFT FORRRRR THE ONE AND ONLY: @ticklishraspberries!!!
Six of Crows - Inej/Kaz
Uahhh, I hope you like it 🧎 I literally couldn’t wait to start on this, I was beyond hyped for this pairing
Thank you @hypahticklish for hosting this wonderful event like always 🥲💕💕🫶
#bsjdjjd I can’t believe we were each others secret Santa’s 😭😭#but I was so excited to make this 🥲#tickle art#tickle#tickling#tickle fanart#squealing santa#ss2k23#soc#six of crows#kaz x inej#sankta inej#kaz brekker#fanart#tiklart
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@hungergameswho i'm your grishaverse secret santa!
I made 3 edits of wesper quotes from the books and the scenes from the show that reminded me of them, I hope you like them!
I've really enjoyed messaging you and getting to know you and I had a lot of fun making it! Merry Christmas!
@firebrand-witch
#grishaverse xmas#wesper#wylan x jesper#six of crows#my edit#otp: maybe i liked your stupid face#soc#shadow and bone#secret santa#wylan van eck#wylan hendricks#jesper fahey#jesper x wylan
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Happy Grishaverse Secret Santa day everyone!! My giftee was @wesperbrekkered , and since I happen to have seen her wesper Spiderverse au before, I thought I'd do something that had to do with that! I really hope you like it :)
(Don't know if this is necessary but I'm tagging @grishaversesecretsanta just in case!)
#six of crows#crooked kingdom#leigh bardugo#shadow and bone netflix#grishaverse#shadow and bone#shadow and bone s2#spiderverse au#wylan van eck#wylan hendriks#jesper fahey#soc wylan#six of crows wylan#soc jesper#six of crows jesper#wesper#wylan x jesper#jesper x wylan#soc wesper#grishaverse secret santa 2023#gss 2023#gss23
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A GRISHAVERSE XMAS: THE SECRET SANTA VERSION
"Please, my darling anon, treasure of my heart, won't you do me the honor of acquiring me a new gift"
On popular demand, (7 people liked my post; mom, I'm famous) the grishaverse fandom's secret santa is here!
Whether you've participated in multiple or this is your first one, the rules are very straightforward:
You will be assigned a random blog to make a gift for. You must get to know them via anon asks. Ask them about their likes, dislikes and go through their blog to get a good idea of their preferences
Someone will send you anonymous asks to get to know you. Make sure to be prompt and courteous. If you have anon asks disabled, enable it otherwise the surprise will get spoiled!
The gift can be whatever you want: a gifset, an edit, a poem, a fanfic. Everything is fair game
Make sure to tag all your posts with #grishaverse xmas
If you're interested in participating, send me an ask before the 7th of December
Reblog this post if you made it this far💌
No Mourners, No Funerals
#grishaverse#grishaverse xmas#secret santa#six of crows#crooked kingdom#shadow and bone#v's op#king of scars#rule of wolves
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The Shadows Shadow
Pairing: Kaz Brekker / Inej Ghafa
Word Count: 1,525
Warnings: Mentions of blood, violence, and the Menagerie. Nothing is explicitly detailed.
Summary: A short hurt/comfort piece focusing on Inej's trauma, as I feel there aren't enough works doing that. It's not overly fluffy because it takes place earlier in the timeline— but I hope it's still enjoyable!
Authors Note: My @grishaversesecretsanta for the lovely @milo-my-beloved ! This project was an absolute treat to work on, and I'm very excited for 2024. Please check out the Secret Santa blog for works by other talented writers and artists.
Divider from @cafekitsune
There are some days where Inej thinks she never left the Menagerie behind.
It clings to her like a shadow, haunting her the same way she haunts Ketterdam. The Wraith pursued by a ghost. Perhaps it's a twist of irony, or the curling of a monkey's paw. A reminder that freedom in contract is not freedom in soul, and Inej may be free, but the young Suli girl torn from her home still sits terrified underneath the dictation of Tante Heleen. Her past is separated sorely from her present, and she finds difficulty in reconciling the small, fearful girl with herself. There are some similarities, of course. She is still slight. Her hair is still long. Hair holds memories, and memories are the dearest thing in the world. Not even memories of Heleen can destroy the devotion to other relics of the past, like her mother and father, or her dearest brother.
Unfortunately the consolation of familiarity is naught when the family she seeks isn’t there in her grasp. The warmth of her father is just out of reach. Her mothers laugh is out of earshot. This leaves her with nothing— not even her brother to hold, as she always loved to do. She sits alone on the cold floor of the Crow Club, back to a tile wall that may as well be formed of ice. Her feet— bare, always bare when she needs to ground herself— absorb the chill through the ground as well, prompting a shiver to wrack her body. She’s never been fond of the cold. It’s not that she hates it; she feels neutral to ice and chill; but she would always take a roaring fireplace and comfort over cold. Except for today. Today is when she needs the ice to keep her awake and remind her that she is alive. That she will stay alive until she reunites her family. Then, and only then, can she rest.
The task drives her forward. Faith that the Saints will bring her quest to fruition by being her guiding life keeps her going, keeps her fighting. There are some days, however, where hope feels like a monumental thing.
Like here. Now. Alone with her knees to her chest, feeling as small as she was when she arrived under Heleen’s thumb. As helpless as when she was ripped from her mothers clutches. Small and scared and everything that Inej Ghafa does not think of herself. Her size is at all times a strength; building into agility. Now it makes the bathroom feel much larger. The world, larger still; and she is alone. The warning of a sob drags at her breath, forcing the air inside her lungs to stutter and hitch like an unoiled door; coming in short bursts. It’s a balancing act, trying to maintain composure. Ketterdam is not a place where one can afford to look weak. There are those who would sink their teeth into anything raw, simply because they need to, to survive. Inej isn’t surprised by this. She’s had to bite into more than she wants— teeth bloody and tongue iron-coated with desperation. She’s had to claw and tear to live. It’s the way of the world, she knows; even if she hopes in her heart of hearts for a kinder place. Another universe where Inej Ghafa hurts nothing and is never hurt in return.
There’s a knock at the door that tears her from her thoughts; the subtle clunking that comes from metal and not man. The crow-head knob of a cane, not a fist. It makes her rise to her feet— albeit slower than usual— to respond.
“Kaz,” she says. She wouldn’t have to look to know it was him. She could recognize him anywhere, at any time; blindfolded and with her ears plugged.
“Inej,” comes his cool reply. He acts much older than he is. She supposes all of them do. Even Jesper, who can be so easily overlooked for being ‘immature’, is so far beyond what he should be allowed to be. “I thought I might find you here.”
“In the bathroom, yes. You could’ve waited until I was finished.”
“I didn’t hear you wash.” There’s a small smirk then. “I’d hope you never started.”
He caught her there. Inej wasn’t going to pretend she was using the restroom, anyway. It would be a pointless endeavor. Lying to Kaz often was. It was a bit unfair how good he was at sniffing out secrets while stacking up miles and miles of his own. Of course she could read him— she had recognized his tells— but he built in failsafe after failsafe.
Some days, she wondered if even Kaz Brekker knew who Kaz Brekker was. If the walls fooled even him.
“I needed to clear my head.”
He doesn’t question why she wouldn’t just go outside, as she always did when she needed to think. It’s no secret that Inej much prefers brooding on rooftops, if she must brood at all.
“And?”
It’s a prompt that both surprises her and doesn’t. She knows that somewhere inside him, Kaz cares. For her, for Jesper— but for his plans, too. She thinks that’s what makes it so difficult for him to express a single thing. If he admits he feels anything at all, then someone else can sink their claws into it, and he’ll lose it all.
“And it’s clear,” she says.
“I think if it were clear,” he retorts. “You wouldn’t be sitting on the floor. Which is unsanitary, by the way.”
“We wash it.”
“Not often enough.” His nose wrinkles, then, and his age strikes her once more. “You could come to my study.”
An offer, now. Inej turns it over in her head. It feels unbalanced— sharing part of her with someone who won’t readily share himself in return. Inej doesn’t want to give and give and give. She wants, for once, to receive. But she’s tired too. Tired of toiling her own worries over in her mind, over and over again until she crumbles and cries into the night clutching a small scrap of fabric.
“Okay,” she says.
“Okay,” says Kaz. And they go.
The study is more like a museum than an office. The paintings on the walls are stolen. She would know— she helped take most of them. There’s something familiar about it, though, that almost allows her to remove her guard. Almost. She won’t ever shed all her armor, but she can remove small pieces.
She takes one off when she says “How do I know this means anything?”
“This?” Asks Kaz.
“Everything we do. I want to find my family, Kaz— it feels like I’ll never get there. The Saints—”
“The Saints won’t have anything to do with it when you find them,” he interrupts. When, not if. “It’s going to be you.”
“You don’t know that.”
“Really?” He sits down on the edge of his desk, seemingly uncaring for the documents mere inches from where he made himself comfortable. “I wouldn’t work with someone incompetent. If anyone can track them— it’s you.”
It’s his way of complimenting her, she knows. Calling to her competency. Sometimes, though, she wishes he were more forthright.
“Is this your way of saying you believe in me?” She asks. It’s easier to joke than to crumble. “I’m touched.”
“You should be,” he responds, smiling wryly in the way only he can. “Not many people experience my kindness.”
And yes; it is kindness, for him. To have him call it that feels like a step in the right direction; even if his words are half-drenched in sarcasm at all times.
“I’m very lucky, then,” she says— equally wry as he.
“Do you regret it?” asks Kaz suddenly. It seems uncharacteristically vulnerable for him. He follows up. “You aren’t indentured to the Crow Club. You can leave. I won’t stop you. Jesper may whine—”
“Jesper.”
“---but he wouldn’t, either. You could go.”
“I could.”
“But you’re not.”
“I’m not,” she agrees. “I don’t regret it.”
She doesn’t. Not now. Maybe for a brief second, sitting on that bathroom floor, she did. Because she’d felt so small and insignificant, and she wanted only for things she couldn’t have. Now, Kaz reassures her. Some hopelessness still lingers. She thinks it won’t leave— not until all she wants is finally in her reach. But it’s diminished.
Progress is progress. She’ll take the hope she can have and she’ll hold it close, claws sunk in to prevent its escape. She’ll bite into it because biting is all she can do.
“I don’t regret it,” she repeats. This time it’s for his benefit. Something in Kaz doesn’t relax then, but it does the next closest thing. Something in his smile seems less like a monster and more like a boy.
It’s barely noticeable. All she does is notice things. They make a good pair, him and her.
“Good,” he says. “I don’t, either.”
The conversation won’t be enough to keep her satisfied. It won’t soothe her at night when she is cold. It won’t place a healing balm upon her grief.
But it warms her now, and that is enough.
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it's your secret santa!! what's your favorite movie/tv series adaptation of a book?
Hi!
So my automatic response would be shadow and bone BUT s1 is good but they had to change the plot quite a bit to include characters from six of crows and then s2 was a bit of a mess (I still love it) and I could go on for hours about that s3 was where it would be good and with the six of crows spin off it would be the definition of perfect but it got cancelled (screw you netflix)
It had to be either the his dark materials series (although I haven’t finished watching the show) because pretty much everything they did was perfect and the cast is amazing or Lockwood and Co (I’ve only just started reading the books but so far it’s great) it’s sooo good and I love the music (but also screw you Netflix for cancelling it 😡)
Hope you have a good day! ❤️
#swiftie secret santa#soc#shadow and bone#shadow and bone s3#six of crows#his dark materials#lockwood and co#❤️❤️❤️
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Your Invitation to the Grishaverse Secret Santa 2023 Has Arrived!
Welcome, esteemed guests, to this year's Grishaverse Secret Santa! We hope you are as excited for this event as we are.
We have plenty planned this holiday season, and we'd love for you to be a part of it. If you would like to join this event, please sign up using this form or send us an ask!
For more information on the event, please have a look through the following pages:
Schedule / FAQ / An explanation of how the event will run
If you have any more questions, please feel free to send an ask or message to this blog. You would also be very welcome in our Grishaverse Secret Santa Discord server, but it's not mandatory to join!
#grishaverse#shadow and bone#six of crows#kanej#helnik#wesper#grishaverse secret santa 2023#gss23#secret santa
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Here is my @fivanevents Secret Santa for the amazing @buffaluff, I had so much fun writing it and I truly hope you like it!! Happy late (or early) Christmas to you 🤍
#fedyor kaminsky#fivan#grishaverse#heartrender#heartrender husbands#ivan x fedyor#julian kostov#leigh bardugo#shadow and bone#ivan kaminsky#save shadow and bone#save six of crows#fivan secret Santa#ivan tgt#fedyor tells ivan he loves him#secret santa
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Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Six of Crows Series - Leigh Bardugo
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Kaz Brekker/Inej Ghafa, Jesper Fahey/Wylan Van Eck, Matthias Helvar/Nina Zenik
Characters: Kaz Brekker, Inej Ghafa, Nina Zenik, Matthias Helvar, Wylan Van Eck
Additional Tags: Secret Santa, Soy Luna AU, Roller Skating AU, One Shot, Kaz Brekker Being Kaz Brekker, A Kanej story mostly, But with the whole gang too, Hurt/Comfort
Summary:
A Six of Crows Soy Luna AU!
The Dreg Roller Team aka "The Crows" split up into pairs for an upcoming duo competition at Ice Court. Kaz knows his best chance at winning is with Inej at his side, but Inej questions her loyalty to him when he seems to only have a one track mind....but maybe she's wrong about where that track leads.
#six of crows#six of crows AU#soy luna#kanej#discord secret santa#kaz brekker#inej gahfas#nina x matthias#jesper x wylan#i don't know how many people will actually appreciate this crossover but it actually is quite fitting#the crows are really just a bunch of awkward teens#just them fighting for the prize instead of their lives lol#and kanej would totally make a badass roller skating duo#my fanfics
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Secret Santaswiftie for @dressforvillains
★ Happy New Year Faith!
I decided to gift you (drumroll please…)
A Swiftie Secret Santa Recipe for a cozy winter night in!
First, some music. Here’s your playlist for cozy winter Taylor Vibes:
Ivy, evermore, Sparks Fly, Enchanted, Begin Again, Snow on the Beach, Maroon, We Were Happy, Tis the Damn Season, It’s Nice to Have a Friend, Call It What You Want, and, of course, Christmas Tree Farm
Next, some cozy food! Any cookies or sweet treats will do, but here’s one of my favorites: an easy cookie recipe that pair’s wonderfully with your favorite cup of tea: Flourless Chocolate Fudge Cookies
3 cups powdered Sugar
3/4 cup cocoa powder
3 egg whites
a pinch of salt
1 cup chocolate chips (or just measure with your heart)
mix the sugar, salt, and cocoa with a whisk. mix in the egg whites until combined (this takes a little bit of elbow grease but it counts as arm day!) and stir in chocolate chips
spoon onto a baking sheet in about 1-2 tablespoonfuls. let sit for 30 minutes to set. bake for 8-10 minutes at 350 Fahrenheit. Let cool before eating! This recipe makes a lot of cookies so feel free to half it or cut it in 3rds
Finally, you need a cozy blanket and a good book! Pick up an old favorite or here are 2 books I enjoyed this year! Six of Crows by Leigh Bardugo (heists, found family, and morally gray teenagers) or (for a cozy holiday option) In a Holidaze by Christina Lauren (Christmas Groundhog Day type romance)
Happy Holidays Faith!
- Your Secret Santa (Bella @shimmerinbeautiful 🥰)
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Secret Santa Snippet!
It’s WIP Wednesday and I come to you all with an early gift (we can count this one for Hanukkah) it’s a super sized snippet of the Big/Tay fic that I am collaborating with @mortimerlatrice on! We’ve moved on to Chapter 3 which will be our final chapter and I’ve got a bit of shenanigans to share with you! Enjoy and keep your eyes peeled between Christmas and New Years for when we drop these three gifts!
“You weren’t really gonna give up on Tay with one failed date were you?”
Big goes silent, he’s not sure that another date would be welcome, and he’s aware that annoying Tay would be the worst thing he could do.
“Oh hell no,” Porsche says. “You have to go again, which is why we are going to apply a liberal amount of alcohol to the problem.” He pours them both a sizable helping of the, Big is pretty sure it’s bourbon.
They clink glasses before Big throws the entire thing back.
“Well okay then,” Porsche has never failed to rise to a challenge, and follows suit.
Three glasses later Big can feel the floating sensation in his head and a tingle in his fingers. The buzz is hitting his system quickly, which tells him that he’s going to be feeling it a lot more in a few minutes.
“So how bad was the food?” Porsche is giggling a bit as he asks. For a bartender that didn’t take long to get him tipsy.
Instead of answering he asks, “How are you tipsy already?”
“Shut up, I haven’t had anything to eat for like six hours. Kinn had to get up at an ungodly hour this morning.” Porsche pushes his shoulder lightly while scolding him. Big sways more than he expected in response.
“It was fucking terrible. I didn’t know what half the things on the menu were and then it came out in these tiny pretty plates that I didn’t know how to eat.” He can feel himself start to ramble.
“Right?” Porsche chimes in. “Like the names are bad enough but what are you supposed to do with gel and foam?”
“Yeah! Then the foam tasted like smoke and I had no idea what I was supposed to do with it. Oh gosh and the wine! I don’t even like wine, but this one was orange!”
Porsche blinks blearily while pouring them another glass, the bottle is over half empty. “Orange? It comes in orange? I thought it came in red and white.”
“You were a bartender shouldn’t you know?”
“Hmm,” Porsche’s response doesn’t tell him anything.
He doesn’t worry about it for long. “Orange and terrible. Bleh.”
Porsche cackles, “Was that the face you made when you tried it?”
“No!” He’s really starting to wobble now. “I was super mature and didn’t wince at all.” There take that Porsche.
“Oh sure,” Porsche nods sagely agreeing with him, as he should. “You didn’t flinch at all when you drank the weird orange wine.” Big is suddenly suspicious of Porsche’s agreement. “I bet, I bet you were a total wine conno,... condo,... nope, connousier. That’s the word.”
Big cant help but snort at his friend. “You’re drunk.”
“Yes I am! Which is why we should message Tay!” Porsche crows.
This sounds like an excellent idea. He’s wanted to message the man for a while now. Gosh, Tay is so pretty.
He must say this out loud because Porsche responds, “Yeah, he is and we all know you are gone on him, dude.”
“Well I think that just speaks to how good my taste is.” He’s not going to be sassed by this little shit.
“Kinda bossy though, you’ll have to watch out for that.”
“I kinda like that,” Oh shit, even his inebriated brain knows he didn’t mean to say that out loud.
Porsche’s head whips to him and his eyes are very wide. “Well I guess you do like them bossy.”
What? Big’s brain can’t figure that one out. It must be clear on his face that he’s confused because Porsche elaborates.
“I mean you liked Kinn, who is the bossiest guy I know.” Big grimaces because he thinks that was a sex reference. “But Tay is bossy too. It’s just packaged as nice, not mean.” Definitely a sexual reference.
“Porsche, I do not want to know what you and Kinn do when you fuck like bunnies.”
Porsche flushes slightly and Big feels himself start to chuckle, it takes a lot to get under this man’s skin, he’s shameless. Porsche clears his throat and looks away causing Big to burst into full blown laughter.
“Oh shut up, you want a pretty little man to boss you around in bed.” Well that shuts him up quick because now his brain is supplying him with images. “Stop, stop it!” Porsche yells at him while whacking him with a throw pillow. Big goes back to laughing at his boss’s antics. “Filthy mind,” Porsche complains under his breath.
Big snorts, “You fucked a man in a bathroom last week. You have no room to talk.”
Porsche squints at him for a moment then says, “Point.” He refills Big’s glass and tops up his own, before looking at the almost empty bottle like he’s puzzled why it’s so empty. “So, how are you going to get Tay to go on a second date with you?”
Ugh, he’s drunk but is he this drunk? As he tips his head back the room spins, guess that answers his question. “I have no idea,” he can’t keep the defeated tone out of his voice.
“Nope! Nope, not an option. We are going compose the best text and send it to him.” This won’t end well but his brain is shut down for the day.
“What would we say?”
“Hmm,” Porsche pulls a very over the top thinking face, even tapping his chin with his finger. “Well maybe you should lead with the fact you want him to boss you around in bed.”
“Porsche!”
The menace cackles, “Okay, okay not that. But I think that would work!”
“If you’re going to be like that I’m leaving.” He goes to get up off the couch and just falls back down. Porsche keeps laughing, the asshole. “Do you have actual advise, or are you just jerking me around?”
“Honestly? I don’t have a whole lot of experience with this stuff.” Porsche shrugs.
“Really?” Big kind of always assumed Porsche was a bit of a player.
“Yeah, I hadn’t actually dated anyone before Kinn.” Big’s jaw drops. Hadn’t dated anyone? Even Big has managed that. “Wasn’t a whole lot of time with raising my brother and myself.” Porsche shrugs like it isn’t a big deal.
“Damn, you better make Kinn take you on more dates.” There now the other man is smiling again, that’s better. Big has no idea when he became invested in Porsche being happy. It just seems to make everything else easier when the man is.
“We are focused on getting you date right now. Hand it over.” He makes gimmy hands at Big until he forks over his phone. That is going to be a move he regrets.
They compose and scrap and compose some more until they have a masterpiece to send. They are both very proud of the final product. He sends it right away.
Waking up the next morning, which gosh, they started drinking at four in the afternoon, his head is throbbing. There’s someone curled up with their head in his lap, looking down he sees Porsche. The menace deserves to suffer with him, so he pushes him off the couch.
The thud of Porsche hitting the ground is followed by a groan of pain. Big squints against the light coming in from the windows and tries to swallow the need to vomit. His eyes hurt. What all did they drink last night?
He nudges Porsche with his foot as the other man hasn’t moved. “Get up,” his voice is wrecked.
“Noo,” Porsche whines, but he sits up all the same, he looks like shit, which means Big does too. He remembers something important happened last night but can’t figure out what.
The buzz of his cellphone brings everything back. FUCK. The text, what did he send to Tay? He scrambles to grab his phone stepping on Porsche who hasn’t gotten off the floor.
“Ouch,” the whine is truly pathetic. He frantically opens his texts to Tay and the first few words make him want to melt in embarrassment. He kicks Porsche to get his attention.
“I am never drinking with you again, or taking your advice,” he snipes, wanting to bury his burning face in his hands, but he has to read these texts.
The flowery apologies he can handle. He honestly feels like shit about how awkward the date was. The confession of his nerves was fine, it’s the rest.
Two paragraphs where he waxes poetic about how pretty Tay is and how that distracted him. A rant about orange wine, that he’s pretty sure Porsche wrote. Then the begging kicks in. Oh fuck the begging. He pleads for Tay to give him a second chance. Entreats the man to let him prove he can do better. Even mentions that he would be the best he could be for someone as pretty and amazing as Tay.
Eight messages later Big is nuclear red and would like to become one with the floor. “I’m going to fucking kill you,” he wants to strangle Porsche and his horrible ideas.
Porsche has been reading over his shoulder and snickering. The plus side is the way he’s clutching his head indicates he’s suffering as he does it.
The typing bubbles pops up as Tay is composing a response.
“Fuck, fuck,” Big bobbles the phone is his surprise just barely holding onto it. He’s in a full on panic and this point, holding his breath to see what Tay says.
#fic#secret santa#the Tay/Big agenda#in this house#we give Tay nice things#in this case it's big#Porsche is a menace#drunken shenanigans#wip wednesday
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Hiiiii! I’m your secret santa!
I make edits so I will most likely be making you one of those if you’re cool with that!
What fandoms are you a part of? Who are some of your favorite characters? What are some of your favorite songs?
Sorry for the kind of late ask! It’s been a busy week with finals!
HIIIIIIIII!
I think edits are the coolest
honestly I’m not even sure I love grishaverse, specifically the crows, specifically NINA MY BI QUEEN, i also love the hunger games and Percy Jackson, all the Michael Shure nbc sitcoms. I’m into marauders as well, Greta gerwig movies and probably other things I’m forgetting
some of my favorite characters are NINA ZENIK! I love Anne Shirley and all of the crows and Peeta melark and Annabeth chase
let me break this one down. I have a few favorite artists that I adore absolutely all their songs and it’s basically Maisie Peters and Billie Eilish and Finneas, also Sabrina Carpenter and Taylor Swift and Olivia Rodrigo and Hannah Grae and McKenna Grace and Laufey and Eloise and Alec banjo in oh AND BOYGENIUS UGH. Also I’ve started listening Bastille but I’ve only listened to their first album and i love every single song so much (we’ll I got a bit off topic didn’t I?)
edit: OMG CHAPPEL ROAN.
I would say my top favorite songs are, Glowing Review and Yoko by Maisie Peters (and history of man and there it goes talking to strangers and the good witch and--) Long Live and You’re Losing Me by Taylor, the 90s and love is pain and a concert six months from now by Finneas. Oblivion and laughter lines by bastille. Cool anbout it by boy genius and Kyoto and I know the end by phoebe bridgers and hot mess by dodie. Beneath your jeans by Hannah grae. also Dreams by Fleetwood Mac is perfect. AND MR BRIGHTSIDE THE SONG OF ALL SONGS
This was insane and so fun! Also don’t worry about time, it’s weird. Good luck on your finals
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Hello, @asteroiideae, it's me, your R1 Crew Secret Santa! It's been a pleasure writing for you, although I had to take a big chunk of time to recover from a fun lil illness and this isn't nearly as long as I would have liked it to be!
The prompt was pretty much to write whatever my heart desired (a fun AU) and I was inspired by @carr-crashh-heartss-archive's lovely pirate au waves & the both of us, so have a sequel of sorts! I wish I could've sent snippets along the way but that would have ruined the pirate aspect! I really hope you like it and happy holidays to you. <3
You can find this fic on A03.
come back with the waves
The sea sometimes called to Captain Cassian Andor.
But he no longer heeded that call. Could no longer return to the man he had once been when sailing had been the very blood running through his veins. Decades worth of hard work and egregious injuries had taken their toll and against his better judgment, he had been forced to retire.
The same brutal battle that had seen a cannonball strike throw Cassian from the crow's nest to the deck below, breaking him into a thousand metaphorical pieces, his crew - Jyn and Bodhi and Chirrut and Baze and Kay and others they had picked up along the way - emerged victorious, the supposedly unbeatable, unsinkable Death Star sinking beneath the blue, blue waves, taking her villainous Captain Krennic with it.
They should have been celebrating the new beginning they (and every pirate ship from Scarif to Naboo) were being given now that other pirate hunters were going on the run - or would, if they knew what was good for them) but instead they were mourning their dead and quietly praying that their brave captain would pull through.
First Mate Kay deferred to Jyn, who ordered the Rising Hope to Takodana, where Cassian could receive the best medical care possible in the shortest amount of time. To Maz, who always knew what to do.
Even so, Cassian's condition had been touch and go for quite some time, and nobody knew whether his broken bones would heal correctly or at all, if he would walk, if he would wake a fraction of the man he had been before. The main crew stayed behind to watch over their captain, the others released to other ships, to new pursuits, to return home if they so chose. But there was no question for Jyn and Kay and Bodhi and Chirrut and Baze - they were going to stay until their Captain woke, they were going to stay at least until they knew he would recover.
So they sat with him and read to him, told stories and reminisced, prayed over him and sang to him, pleaded with him to just wake up, sat with each other in the reassurance that this was not all in vain. And the day that he finally opened his eyes was a day full of tears and cheering and thanking whatever deities that watched over pirates like them for allowing him to come back.
Cassian's recovery, however, was long and painful and not without its fair share of setbacks and complications. He fought tooth and nail to learn to walk again, and while he depended heavily upon a cane to get him places, was able to see Chirrut and Baze off to Jedha, where they planned on housing and teaching children orphaned by the piracy wars. And by the time Bodhi set off as navigator to intrepid young explorer Luke Skywalker, Cassian could walk without it (for short distances), only curling an arm around Jyn to keep himself steady.
Still, six years post-injury, Cassian still felt aches and pains deep in his bones when the weather dipped low, could foretell the brewing of a storm off the coast well before it ever reached land. Oh, he heard the call of the wild waves, but he could no longer answer in the ways he used to. He could dip his toes in from time to time, on the good days when his ever-present pain was minimal. He could walk along the beach on the calmest days when the wind wasn't whipping hard enough to make him unsteady on his feet.
He could sit on a blanket and teach their four year old daughter everything he knew, show her the wonders of the treasures the sea sent to them from time to time in the form of shells and stones and washed up driftwood. They would watch for whales and dolphins to breach the water's surface, imitate the barking of the seals, the calls of the seabirds soaring overhead, study crabs and snails and starfish and whatever else they might find on their shore adventures.
And on the clearest nights - if the weather allowed - they would all lay out under the blanket of the night sky and watch for shooting stars, Cassian teaching Asta how to look for constellations, telling her what they were meant to signify, but also making her eyes light up with wonder when he shared the myths surrounding them. He was slightly more restrained when regaling Asta with tales from their days at sea, but that didn't much matter, she knew enough and was bright enough with a vivid enough imagination to fill in the gaps.
Cassian certainly couldn't move with as much grace as he once did, but when Asta begged for him to swordfight her, he always obliged. Asta, Queen of the Pirates, always won easily, giggling madly at the way her silly papa crumpled to the ground and dramatically begged her for mercy. And for all his fears about not having the capacity to be a good father, when he glanced up at his wife and her gently rounding belly, he was reassured that despite his faults and the inevitable ups and downs they faced, he was doing just fine.
They were doing just fine.
With Kay living nearby ( "Someone's got to watch over the pair of you, and I'm the best man for the job") and letters coming in on a fairly regular basis from Bodhi and Chirrut and Baze, it was almost as though the little family they had cobbled together was still as strong as ever
Maybe it wasn't exactly the life Cassian had ever imagined having for himself - or even living long enough to have - but he wasn't sure that he would change a moment of it. Not the loss or the heartache or the pain. All of it, everything, was just leading him to where he was always meant to be. No longer fighting to see the next day, but living fully and loving with his whole heart.
With Jyn and Asta and their baby on the way.
Safe and happy.
#fic#fanfic#stuff which lauren writes#stuff which lauren watches#rogue one: a star wars story#jyn erso#cassian andor#jyn x cassian#it's au time!#pirate au#felicity jones#diego luna#pretty people being pretty
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🎨Art gallery
—My Scarlett Art
from oldest to newest in each category!
Finished pieces
🖌️Scarlett in different outfits
[2021] Pink | Black dress | Maid dress | Classy | Green open shirt
[2023] Red sweater | Leather Pants | Fancy skirt | Casual fit | Girlboss?
🖌️Zero cover (+Ghoul) [2021]
🖌️Daylight cover [2021]
🖌️Scarlett running with a toast [2022]
🖌️Chair dance (+bloody version) [2022]
🖌️Succubus costume (Suggestive) [2022]
🖌️Scarmas [2022]
🖌️Character Song [2023]
🖌️Animelett [2023]
🖌️Succubuslett (Suggestive) [2023]
🖌️Chibilett [2023]
🖌️Happy Birthday, Scarlett! (ft. flowers) [2023]
🖌️Myslett Pocky Game [2023]
🖌️Conlett lovestruck [2023]
🖌️Crowlett threatening Owl!Mystic [2023]
🖌️Smoochlett series [2023]
[Mystic] [Irina] [Cassie] [Miu] [Kauze]
[Ryuuto] [Tomoky] [Roo] [Kayo] [Ruki]
Sprites
Beta
💃🏻Formal
💃🏻Casual
💃🏻Uniform
💃🏻Swimsuit
💃🏻Bridesmaid
💃🏻Halloween Costume
Spritelett 2.0
💃🏻Christmas
💃🏻Formal
💃🏻Casual
💃🏻Maid
💃🏻Birthday 2023
Front View
💃🏻Lost Eden Uniform (Music Teacher!AU)
WIPs (✏️= Finished/dropped)
#🖍️. 𝚂𝚔𝚎𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚢 𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚝𝚌𝚑
✏️Scarlett getting Kin00ds
✏️Daylight cover
✏️Beta Spritelett WIPs
✏️A ridiculously detailed outfit
✏️Bloody Scarlett WIP
✏️Kinolett vs. Rukina
✏️Halloween Scarlett (on paper)
✏️Scarlett is catching Santa this year
✏️Muzzled
✏️Knife to the throat
✏️Scarson
��️Scarlett and Ryuuto fighting over a toast
🖍️Hunting Kino
🖍️Kino feeding Scarlett
🖍️Ayato painting Scarlett's nails
🖍️Scarlett kissing Virek out of spite
🖍️Myslett suggestively playing the Pocky Game
🖍️Scarina one Pocky away
Incoming art . . .
⏲Crazy circus
⏲Dive To Blood (redraw)
⏲Sadistic Horoscope
⏲The Roses' Pleasure
⏲Black & Aquamarine
⏲Secret Memories
⏲Zero (redraw)
⏲Meow Meow Vampire Ghoul
—Scarlett Fanart ♥
🥺A musical trio
🥺2021 Christmas Scarina
🥺Scarlett Panty & Stocking style
🥺Scarlett w/ a crow
🥺Six Fanarts 1
🥺Six Fanarts 2
🥺Ruki's Animatic
🥺The squad in Rukina's wedding
🥺Halloween Squad
🥺Myslett Pocky game
🥺Vivilett Pocky game
🥺Myslett tattoo
🥺Holy Trinitylett
🥺Diary Entry-lett
🥺Scarlett and Rhiannon sketches
🥺Happy birthday ft. Chibino!
🥺She™
🥺Scarlett gently holding Owl!Mystic
—Kinolett Art ( ☪ ) and Fanart ( ❀ )
☪ Scarlett loving chibi!Kino
☪ Go for it, Scarlett!
☪ Coffee Shop AU
☪ The Bridesmaid and her Prince (edit)
☪ Photobooth Dorks
☪ [CG] Softer seal
☪ [CG] Way Too Tight
☪ [CG] Her lies
❀ The sweetest treat
❀ Guava-Flavored Kisses
❀ Permission Granted
❀ One Bite
❀ In his arms
❀ Happy Birthday!
#🔍. Masterlist#scarlett wakahisa#random masterlist bcuz idk#sorry if im missing some thats why i put the tags too 😭#🖌️. 𝙰𝚛𝚝𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚝#🖍️. 𝚂𝚔𝚎𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚢 𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚝𝚌𝚑
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Jasmine Guy (born March 10, 1962) is an actress, director, singer, and dancer. She is known for her role as Dina in School Daze and as Whitley Gilbert-Wayne in A Different World. She won six consecutive NAACP Image Awards for Outstanding Lead Actress in a Comedy Series. She is known as Roxy Harvey on Dead Like Me and as Sheila "Grams" Bennet on The Vampire Diaries. She played a small role in Grey's Anatomy. She moved to NYC to study dance at the Alvin Ailey American Dance Center. She began her television career with a non-speaking role, as a dancer, in seven episodes of Fame. She wrote three episodes of A Different World and directed one, in addition to appearing in every episode. She appeared in a 1991 episode of The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air. She appeared in Stompin' at the Savoy and Queen. She appeared on two episodes of Melrose Place, she appeared on Living Single. She appeared in Touched by an Angel. She lent her voice to Cyberchase and made a cameo appearance on the Moesha. She played Mary Estes Peters in Unchained Memories: Readings from the Slave Narrative. Guy starred in Dead Like Me, she was nominated for an NAACP Image Award for Outstanding Supporting Actress in a Drama Series. She performed in The People Speak and she appeared in Secret Santa. More recently she costarred in the Quad and Harlem. She had a starring role in the off-Broadway hit musical Beehive. She has performed in several Broadway productions and national tours, including Crow in The Wiz, Mickey in Leader of the Pack, Betty Rizzo in Grease, and Velma Kelly in Chicago. She starred in Blues for an Alabama Sky and Miss Evers' Boys. She directed the world premiere of I Dream. She was a member of the cast of the Alabama Shakespeare Festival. She released her self-titled debut album in 1990. The album peaked at #143 on the US Top 200 Album Chart and spawned three hit singles: "Try Me" (US R&B #14); "Another Like My Lover" (US #66, US R&B #9); and "Just Want to Hold You" (US #34, US R&B #27), with the last single cracking the main US Top 40 singles chart. #africanhistory365 #africanexcellence #womenshistorymonth https://www.instagram.com/p/Cpm7ju_L_ew/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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He let himself smile. Inej walked up to him, grabbed his discarded ‘humbug’ hat and gently placed it back on his head. “Merry Christmas, Kaz.”
He wanted to stay silent, but found himself speaking. “...Merry Christmas, Inej.”
Chapter 10 is here! Two months late for a Christmas chapter, granted, but we're rolling with it anyway. Secret Santa! Mistletoe! Revelations! Enjoy.
#soc fic#soc au#soc#six of crows#six of crows fic#six of crows au#teacher au#ao3#archive of our own#wesper#kanej#helnik#kaz brekker#inej ghafa
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