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inferni-inferno · 7 months
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Guess who is coming back from the dead to finish all of their unfinished fics!!!
#me
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inferni-inferno · 10 months
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this is the Darkling throughout the entire series
*shocked pikachu face* after everything I’ve done for you? ya bestie murdering entire towns and enslaving ppl r not winning traits
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inferni-inferno · 11 months
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Stormy Sea
Tamar x Reader
Content warnings: mentions of death, prior violence, PTSD episode
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Ravka didn’t have storms like this. It was rainy, gloomy, but never with downpours and thunder that shook the buildings. The lightning cracked so loud it felt like a shotgun fired right next to a person’s ears.
It had been like this for a full day and night now, and some part of you began to wonder if it was a grisha-made storm. It couldn’t be natural, especially with this much rain.
You stayed holed up below deck, certain that the others aboard the Volkvolny could handle it without you, curled into a corner with your idol clutched in your hand, Sankta Mira. You murmured prayer after prayer, hardly believing she could be listening, or maybe that she was even real. But you felt powerless and what else was there to do? You couldn’t fight the storm off yourself, you were no amplified squaller or tidemaker.
Storms like this one only served to remind you of a different time, a darker time. One on a black ship with inked sails. One with a cruel captain who would smite his own crew if it befitted him. The terror feels like a splinter in your heart, painful and pressing.
Time moves strangely through the storm. You can see the sun slide down the window and into the sea as the day ends. You try not to look because lightning keeps flashing.
Tamar finds you after a few hours, curled up embarrassingly into a ball and half under her cot.
She grins at you, poking your side. “What, you can kill a man without flinching but a little thunder and you’re down?”
You’re silent, senses running on high alert with every shift of the boat. Your normal joking responses to jest back with Tamar escape you, and you just stare at her blankly.
“It’s what death sounded like.” You start, your voice hoarse from disuse. “when it came for me, when my heart stopped… that’s what I heard. Lightning vibrates your bones when it hits, did you know that?” You chuckle but the sound comes out wrong. “I didn’t.”
“…Saints.” Tamar’s face crumples for a blink of a moment before her she can smooth it over to something reassuring.
“No Saints there, only black, and the rushing sound.” You say bleakly, tucking in tighter into a ball. You were losing a sense of where you were, which ship you were on. What color were the sails again?
“Darling, none of that.” She pulls you in so that her arms encircle you. “This ship is lightning proof, Sturmhond’s told you before. And the Darkling isn’t on this plane, he can’t haunt the seas. You are safe my love.”
Her arms feel like a lifeline, the only thing grounding you in reality.
“It’s silly to be afraid of storms.” You mumble.
“Most sea faring people are wary of them and for good reason.” She responds evenly. “But the storm isn’t the Darkling. I promise.”
You nod your head. If only you could convince your racing heart what Tamar said was true.
“Darling, look at me.”
You obey, because how could you do anything else.
“You are safe. And I’m right here with you.” Her hands rest themselves on your cheeks. Her forehead gently presses against yours.
You breathe in deeply, trying to match Tamar’s slower breaths.
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inferni-inferno · 1 year
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inferni-inferno · 1 year
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This filter cracks me up I made a Kaz one.
I also made it into a sticker here!
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inferni-inferno · 1 year
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This filter cracks me up I made a Kaz one.
I also made it into a sticker here!
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inferni-inferno · 1 year
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BrB reviving this account to write fanfiction about Tamar.
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inferni-inferno · 1 year
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No one speak to me for the next 4 months-
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inferni-inferno · 2 years
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They give me life.
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inferni-inferno · 2 years
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instagram stories • amitasuman_
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inferni-inferno · 2 years
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Do you ever look at guys hands and think fuck yes
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inferni-inferno · 2 years
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"stop beating people with your stick" "it's wrong to kill people with your big stick" "why did you murder that man with your stick" you're all just jealous of my great and powerful and impressive stick aren't you
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inferni-inferno · 2 years
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can you hold my hand it's my first time killing and im kind of nervous
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inferni-inferno · 2 years
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but i don’t want to write my wip your honour i want to read the completed story
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inferni-inferno · 3 years
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if inej had a writing desk in her room it would be like this- random bits and candles, strange and interesting things she’s collected from jobs with the crew over the years.
between her books, you’d find pressed flowers. preserved pieces of beauty she finds in the harsh reality of the slats
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halloween zine
bassolei on etsy [do not remove credits]
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inferni-inferno · 3 years
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god i love our kanej
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inferni-inferno · 3 years
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inej says she will be there for kaz and hold his hand as he fixes himself but she won't spend her life trying to put him back together. that's the kind of healthy relationship representation that should exist in young adult literature
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