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The Darkling dreams: right after the end of season one (Shadow and Bone)

Fandom: Shadow and Bone | Word-count: 921

This one-shot is based specifically on the show, as I did not read the books, so any information on it is based in what’s known so far on the end of season one. Like the title implies, it has spoilers and information from the season one finale, so if you didn’t finish yet, I recommend saving to read it after you do. I wrote it not long after finishing the season and it follows solely Kirigan, like a small stretch of what could’ve happened after the very last scene of the season.

Gif credit: @zacksnydered.

That night, he dreamt of her.

After being thrown into the darkness of the Fold by Alina and her allies, General Kirigan was forced to confront the creatures he once created and somehow won. Not without struggle, not without consequence: when the Darkling finally reached the other side, he had managed to take control of some volcra, but became exhausted.

Walking with difficulty and escorted by the beasts he once feared, he found a place to rest in what was left of the city nearest to the Fold, devastated by his temporary expansion of it. It was a little house with a brick wall, partly broken down by the effect of the expansion, but enough to stay for the night and recover before looking for a Healer.

He commanded the volcra to stay put in the entrance, hoping as his eyes closed that the control over them wouldn’t fade in his sleep. Then, like his shadows, all became dark.

First, he heard her laughter as an echo. The same one from the day they first kissed and got relentlessly interrupted by others knocking on the door. If he knew then what was coming, we would’ve insisted on making the moment last more. The sound came first loud and then dissolved into silence.

Suddenly, a bright light exploded from the darkness and gradually diminished around a center in which a white stag, the same he killed and claimed, was looking directly towards him. If this was the spirit of the animal calling to him, he expected to find anger in his expression, but there was none. The majestic stag observed him without judgment.

The animal’s image started to melt in place, like it was made of wax and when it was no longer recognizable, it started to remold itself, gaining new contours. The new form it took was from a young woman in a long white dress with exposed shoulders, her back to him. But even without seeing her face, he knew who she was.

“Starkov”, he heard his own voice whispering. In his dream,she could hear him clearly even from afar because when the last syllable of her last name was pronounced she lightly turned her head in reaction.

“Alina”, the Darkling continued, now louder, almost shouting. “Sun-summoner”. He tried to walk towards her, but his feet wouldn’t move.

This last call made her fully turn to him and now they could see each other’s faces. Her face was relaxed and neutral, quite different from the last time he saw her in their latest confrontation. And quite beautiful. A miracle.

“You should have listened to me. We could have ended all wars against Ravka, together”, he said, trying to convince her even in his dream. A noisy sound came right after he finished his sentence, caws and rattles, as if crows were around, but in a very particular articulation, as though they were mocking him. He clenched his first, angry.

“If this is your spirit calling to me, know I’ll forgive you if you cooperate. And you…”, his voice faltered, “... you may forgive me too. I may have exceeded myself in my ways to try to get you to the sensible conclusion”.

Her mouth opened slightly and she tilted her head at him.

“Please”, he asked, lowering his tone. “I have waited for you for so long”.

“This much...”, Kirigan paused, his eyes becoming darker as his brows narrowed, “has always been true”.

Previously stuck at one place, now he could feel his feet released, once again following his commands. Letting out a smirk in satisfaction, he began walking in Alina’s direction, interpreting this as a sign to come closer.

“You’ll see, Starkov… Big things, we’ll accomplish so much together”, he said, smiling wider and wider as he walked in her direction through the dark space in which only the two of them could be seen in full light. “We’ll rule together, never know of loneliness again, my dear. We’ll be like night and day. Complementary, like stars and the sky. Ravka will be just the beginning for us and we…”.

He stopped talking when noticed something sticking out of Alina’s hair, but continued on walking towards her, squeezing his eyes trying to identify what it was.

It was white, spiky and it grew directly out of her head, fast. There were two such entities, one on each side of the Sun-summoner’s head, arising in synchrony. As it happened, her expression did not change, she remained stoic and quiet. When their structure began forming curves and derivations like branches out of each section, it became clear what it was.

Kirigan’s eyes widened as he swallowed his own saliva and stopped before reaching her.

“What?...”, he began to say, but in a rapid movement, Alina kneed, joining her hands together, as if she was prayings for the saints of Ravka. And in that moment, the full grown, white and sharp, antlers in her head came out at once, and quickly as an arrow pointed directly at him, piercing through his clothes all through his skin, his interior. His heart. The shadow summoner let out a gasp, shrinking. He looked down to his own body, all perforated, dripping blood to his knees, feeling excruciating pain.

And when he looked back at her, her expression had changed. Lips tight together, nostrils flared, brows knitted: rage burning.

This was the last he saw before waking up, raising his back all at once, to warm rays of light touching his skin. The sun had risen.

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The Darkling and all aspects of the Grishaverse do not belong to me, I solely did the plot for this piece of fan-fiction, inspired by it. Please, DO NOT COPY and publish this somewhere else without permission and let me know if you see someone else doing it.

Hi! I’m an aspiring fiction writer and English is my second language. I’m trying to improve my writing in it (and in general), so if you’d like to respectfully give me feedback through message or ask, I would appreciate it! It can be about any aspect you’d like to comment about, let me know what worked (this can help me stay motivated to continue!) and what didn’t (so I can take notice of it and try to do better in the future). My favorite genres to write in are Fantasy, Sci-Fi and Paranormal in varied age-range and types.

Suggestions of aspects you can comment about: plot & character development, pacing, style, grammar, tone (if it matches the story), dynamics presented, voice (if you feel you can identify my voice as a writer), dialog execution etc… Endless possibilities!

And if you speak Portuguese (my first language) or would like to use reading as a training method for your Portuguese-learning, check out my works on Portuguese. I’m @oliviamaze on both Wattpad and Tumblr (link on my bio), possibly on more in the future (if so, I’ll announce in either Wattpad or Tumblr). If you’d like to suggest a particular prompt or fandom idea for me to write, or just comment something about the fandoms I like as well, send me a message or ask via one of these social media.

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Can you please make sweet magnolias Annie ty fan fiction? Thank you!

Hi!

You mean Annie x Ty, romantically? Or just interacting in general? Because to be sincere, romantically I don’t ship them, just friendship-wise,. Especially given, on my interpretation, at least, Ty may not be interested in girls (or at least at this moment, on the show) and one of my hopes for season 2 is if it’s indeed the case that this will be explored further in the future. Especially with that scene in which his mom is talking about how people can’t control who they love (talking about herself, of course, but it seemed to resonate with Ty) and other aspects that while I was watching seemed to hint at it.

And it also it may not be the case at all, I know there’s a lot of Ty/Annie shippers around and I totally respect it and if they were to turn out to get together after all, it’s okay by me too! I just don’t feel them romantically, at least for now, personally.

So let me know if you’d like something not necessarily romantic with them!

#sweet magnolias #requests #anonymous request #ty sweet magnolias #annie sweet magnolias #fanfiction #fanfic

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oliviamaze · 3 years

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Wanda: after WandaVision, before Doctor Strange 2

Fandom: MCU, Wanda Maximoff, WandaVision

Word-count: 206 words.

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The Darkhold has a pull to it. An undeniable vicious aura. Wanda could feel it, but wasn’t quite sure what she should do about it.

“Let it be”, part of her said, as she walked among trees of the mountains, taking in the breeze. She was growing more powerful everyday with this unexpected resource.

She thought of the witch she took it from. Her words remained imprinted in her, as a repetitive lullaby: “you’re the Scarlet Witch”. At that time, an obscure concept to her, but as she learned from Darkhold everyday through astral projection, the blurriness of it all was slowly fading.

A being of spontaneous creation, the witch said, powered with chaos magic; supposed to exceed even the Sorcerer Supreme...

She remembered hearing that term briefly, at Stark’s funeral. Someone pointed to her a man, tall and pale, dark-haired with a goatee. Her brows wrinkled as she concentrated on trying to remember his name, but nothing came except a profound impression about his strangeness.

If the sorcerer supreme was the authority between beings like her, as implied by its title, should she then pursue him for guidance?

And if he were to find out about what happened in Westview, what would he do?...

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English is my second language and I’m trying to improve my writing in it (and in general), so if you’d like to respectfully give me feedback through message or ask, I would appreciate it!

#wanda maximoff #wandavision #fanfic #imagine #imagines #fanfiction #mcu #marvel fanfic #doctor strange 2 #multiverse of madness #Wanda fanfic #Wanda POV #short fanfic #shorts #marvel

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oliviamaze · 3 years

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UPDATE on this request: I tried some scenarios with them but it didn’t work for me, I’m sorry! With my current work/study schedule, I’ll be prioritzing other writing that possibly sparks my personal motivation, so I won’t work on this particular pairing/prompt anymore as for now. It’s a good pairing/concept, though, it just didn’t land for me in the present moment in the actual writing process than what I expected it would previously. If something changes and I get through it, I’ll surely post it here.

Warrior Nun: Beatrice and Lilith being perfect and in sync and British together making Ava low key jealous

Hi, thanks for the request, wonderful prompt!! I’ll start working on it right away ❤️😄 And sorry I didn’t answer it earlier, somehow I didn’t get the notification about it, but I’m really glad. And I hope this show gets renewed, it was a good first season.

Do you want to request a one-shot or imagine? Check out my guidelines an fandom list here.

#warrior nun #warrior nun fanfic #requests #anonymous request

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Warrior Nun: Beatrice and Lilith being perfect and in sync and British together making Ava low key jealous

Do you want to request a one-shot or imagine? Check out my guidelines an fandom list here.

#fandoms #warrior nun #one shots #writing requests #Olivia maze requests #Netflix #imagines #fanfic #fanfiction

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oliviamaze · 3 years

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New account: open to requests!

Hi! I recently created this tumblr page to develop my writing skills and have fun imagining. So I’m open to requests from these fandoms (and some others I didn’t add yet, it’s okay to ask!).

Some of the fandoms included:

MCU in general; really into Wanda Vision, currently

Warrior Nun

Sex Education

Legacies/TVD

Bridgerton

Cobra Kai

Sweet Magnolias

The Lunar Chronicles

And more! My first one-shot from this account was a reader-insert with Robby (from Cobra Kai), check it out here and send you feedback if you’d like to!

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One-shot: Robby and you

Gif credits: @cobraskai

Anon request (link here): “write a one shot about robby from cobra kai where the reader is his best friend but they both have feelings for each other?? and then something happens and they confess lol u can do whatever u want with this i would love anything fluff about him”

Word-count: 1409 | Reader’s non-gender specific.

This takes place in season 2, during the time Robbie is training with Daniel.

He’s looking at you and you smile.

“Hey”, he says coming your way. Hearing his voice makes you feel warmer inside. Your best friend.

“Hi!’, you answer, distinctively happyl with his arrival. “Right on time”.

“Of course”, giving you the sight of his charming side lip smile.

He sits beside you on the picnic blanket you laid on the grass of the park.

You start taking out some of the things you bought on your basket. Some grapes, some mixed nuts, some exotic chocolate bars the salesman on the market insisted it was amazing. You bought it because you want him to experience amazing things, the kind of things you know he can’t always afford, since his parents aren’t ever financially stable and his side jobs are to maintain his minimum survival. You aren’t rich, of course, you know that, but every now and then, given your financial situation is better, you arrange for you two these little treats, like this evening picnic. Things to maybe give yourselves some joy for the day.

“Look out!”, you say as you take one grape and look at him throwing it in his direction. His reflexes are quick and he grabs it with his mouth, chewing it with a smile.

“You remember when I used to let it drop?” he says, referencing your on-going game.

“Yeah, of course”, you answer, beaming. “Now you’re a karate master and all”, you say with an amusing tone, shaking your hands. That makes him laugh.

“Not a master, but pretty cool, uh?”

The way he says it, with a side smirk, makes you flush. Control yourself, you say internally. You notice his hair looks somehow sleeker today… Did he brush for the picnic?... Was it… for you?

You peek at it, then your eyes go down and find his. He has such an intense way of looking at people. Or is it at you?

You lay down on the blanket, trying to push these thoughts away focusing on the environment around you.

“Today looks good. Sunny like a Teletubby baby smile”.

“You and your references”, he chuckles. “You know, when I get some money we should go to the movies again. I won’t probably remember much of the movie with your whole commentary thing going on but I’ll surely be entertained”.

“As you should”, you punch him lightly, jokingly, on his arm. It’s very quick but enough to notice it feels harder than before. “Wow! That karate is really working, uh?”

“Yes”, he lays down, belly up, beside you, “Daniel has really helped, you know. I feel more disciplined and, of course, stronger, but you know, it’s way more than that, I feel like for once in my life I’m doing something right for myself”.

“That’s amazing!”, you cheer him, genuinely happy.

He has been having a tough time, you know that. He acts tough but you know him, you know him deeply - and that’s why you know this facade he puts on to survive the world covers the much softer nature.

Your knees touch accidentally, but neither of you steer away.

“You think I should join in?”

“I think it would be cool to have you there”, he answers.

Time passes: you talk about your current favorite shows, you try some things from the basket together, observe little animals and insects that live in that park and comment on your respective weeks, the challenges, the nice parts. It never tirens you, talking with him. And you know it’s the same for him.

But you gotta news and can’t keep procrastinating. Your stomach is aching in reaction to the anxiety you feel about it.

“Rob...”

“Yes”, he was looking at the sky, but you call his name, he immediately redirects his attention to you.

“I’m moving”.

His eyes widen, his mouth drops open.

“Where? When?...”, his tone drops even lower, almost like a whisper. “Why?...”.

“My mom got a job in a city on the West coast. It’s way better for her than this one, you know, I’ve told you, she has been very unhappy with it the last few years...”, your voice trembles, you hate feeling like you’re making him sad. He sits up and you follow his movement, trying to remain eye to eye, closer.

“I understand...”, he’s no longer looking at you, but down, he glances rapidly at you before looking down again. He picks up his phone, it’s ringing.

With that cue, he stands up.

“Mom is calling. I should go home. She may have come home. She may need me”.

You stand up too, wide-eyed. You hope you won’t start crying, the sudden despair of the realization this may be one of your last moments together in a long time floods your mind.

“Can I call you, then? Later?”, you ask.

“I don’t know, I don't know what she’ll need, I…”, his voice falters. His lips are pressed together, you know he’s probably feeling already stressed. “I just need to go now, okay?”.

You nod your head for a second and he’s already going away, his hands on his pockets, back tense.

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Later that night, you want to text him, but your anxiety makes you question if that’s what you should do. You’re in your room, seated on the bed, hugging your pillow. A few you opened your text message app, scrolled up and down through some of your conversations, remembering some nice moments, looking at photos you took together throughout the years.

This news today probably hit him hard. You’d be putting this off exactly for this: he has been abandoned so much already in his lifetime, since the beginning by his dad, a lot more in the last years by his mom. It crushes him, although he tries to hide. At least with you, his longtime friend, he could count, you’d be there for each other.

A knock on your window. Robby waves his hand through the glass, then points to the lock. You’re startled and curious, unlocking the window as soon as you reach it. He climbs inside.

“How?”, it’s all you can ask, mouth open.

“Climbed on the neighbor’s tree and made my way through there”, he explains, catching his breath. “I don’t if your parents would agree for me to come this late, that’s why I came this way”.

“God. Your body skills are really on peak”. Wait a minute, did it sound weird? But before you could dwell overthinking this possibility, he says:

“I needed to see you. I’m sorry, really, if it’s a bad time, I just…”

“It’s not”, you interrupt him. You want to make sure he feels welcomed. “Wanna sit?”.

He nods with his head, agreeing. You both sit at your bed.

Different from earlier, his hair looks messy, but somehow way more pleasing to your eyes. Here comes again, the warmth inside.

“Earlier my mom called but I didn’t need to go, like, right that time. I could have stayed and listened more. I’m sorry”, his voice is lower than usual.

You reach for his hand, lightly afraid he’ll push it away, but he doesn’t.

“It’s okay. It was too much”, you look down. “I was actually afraid of letting you. Didn’t want to let you down”.

As you say this, his eyebrows knit closely, showing worry.

“No”, his hands hold yours tighter, yet still gently. “You didn’t. It’s out of our control”. With that, you lift up your chin and see his eyes bright, the green tone of it accentuated.

“We can still talk when I move: text, call, videochat. We can even…”

You’re abruptly interrupted by his lips touching yours. It’s soft. And before you can think longer about it, he pulls away.

“I’m sorry”, his voice is low as he speaks. “I don’t want to risk our friendship, but I also really want to kiss you. For a long time. And now…”

Now you’re the one interrupting him with a kiss, a kiss on your favorite person. His hands and yours are still intertwined and you two get closer. Now the feeling of warmth it’s not only inside of you, but all around that motion. You push away all the thoughts wondering what this means, what the consequences could be and you focus all on him, Robby, so much you don’t even hear a knock on your door.

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Thank you the anon who request it, it was my first experience writing an one-shot, looking forward to do more and improve.

If anyone has request or would like to see my current fandom list for requests, check it out here. Come directly to my ask for feedback on this or requests.

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Update: the request I received about Robbie from Cobra Kai is almost finished but my glasses broke so I had to interrupt it until this situation is fixed (until then I’ll be avoiding electronic devices). Hopefully it won’t take long. You’re not forgotten, anon who request it (and I appreciate it, thank you)!

If anyone has any other requests, check out the list or ask if I would do your request for “x” fandom (my list isn’t complete yet so is possible something you’d like to read and I would like to write about is not there yet).

Olivia Maze’s request guidelines

Hi! I’m a writer with English as my second language wishing to develop my abilities through my love for these shows/movies/books (the list will be actualized from time to time). I accept imagines & one-shot requests from these following fandoms:

Olá! Eu sou uma escritora buscando desenvolver minhas habilidades através dessas séries/filmes/livros que amo. Aceito pedidos de “imagines” e “one-shots” destes seguintes fandoms:

Fandoms:

Legacies/TVD

Marvel Cinematic Universe

The Umbrella Academy

Bridgerton

Cobra Kai

Sweet Magnolias

Community

Friends

How I Met Your Mother

Crazy Ex-Girlfriend

Sex Education

The Office

Negima Magister Magi (the manga)

Fate/Apocrypha (the anime)

The answer time will vary (sometimes I’ll need to refresh my memory from something I’ve watched or read a long time ago), but I’m very excited to try it!

P.S: “What’s an ‘imagine’ and ‘one-shot’?”

According to this post on Wattpad (by user IAmDawnDagger):

“One shot: A story (usually an X reader) that can be short, long, or otherwise, but is just one plot and one storyline.Sorta like a short story.

Imagine: An imagine is like a super short, two paragraph version of a one shot.That’s it.”

Em português: segundo esse link acima, um one-shot é uma história que pode ser longa ou curta, mas é só um enredo e um imagine é “a versão super curta, de dois paragráfos de um one-shot”

#fanfic #imagines #fanction #legacies #tvd #mcu #marvel #the umbrella academy #bridgerton #cobra kai #sweet magnolias #one shots

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hey!! if you're taking requests, i would love for you to write a one shot about robby from cobra kai where the reader is his best friend but they both have feelings for each other?? and then something happens and they confess lol u can do whatever u want with this i would love anything fluff about him

Yes!! That’s a nice prompt, I agree he’s the kind of anything who deserves more sweetness/fluffiness surrounding him. I’ll do my best! I’m writing it, thank you for sending it. When it’s done I’ll post it with this prompt above it ❤️😄 and it’ll be tagged under #cobrakai.

If anyone else has requests, check out my fandom list: if there’s something not on there, don’t be shy to ask, I’ll still completing it. I’m mostly a fan of comedy and sci-fi/fantasy shows and books.

#requests #fanfic #fanfiction #imagines #one shots #writing #cobra Kai

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Olivia Maze’s fandom list

Hi! I’m a writer with English as my second language (and Portuguese as my first) wishing to develop my abilities through my love for these shows/movies/books (the list will be actualized from time to time).

Send me feedback on what I’ve published here or on Wattpad (respectfully, please) or just anything related to the fandoms you’d like to talk about!

Olá! Eu sou uma escritora em inglês e português buscando desenvolver minhas habilidades através dessas séries/filmes/livros que amo (a lista vai ser atualizada de tempos em tempos.

Me mande seus comentários/críticas sobre o que já publiquei aqui ou qualquer coisa relacionada aos fandoms que gostaria de conversar!

Fandoms:

TV & cinema

Marvel Cinematic Universe

Shadow and Bone

Legacies/TVD

Wanda Vision

The Umbrella Academy

Chilling Adventures of Sabrina

Warrior Nun

Cobra Kai

Bridgerton

Sweet Magnolias

Community

Friends

How I Met Your Mother

Crazy Ex-Girlfriend

Sex Education

The Office

Anime or manga:

Negima Magister Magi (the manga)

Fate/Apocrypha (the anime)

Shokugeki No Souma (a.k.a Food Wars, the anime)

Book series:

The Lunar Chronicles

Some of the types of fanfic I’ll publish will be imagines and one-shots.

P.S: “What’s an ‘imagine’ and ‘one-shot’?”

According to this post on Wattpad (by user IAmDawnDagger):

“One shot: A story (usually an X reader) that can be short, long, or otherwise, but is just one plot and one storyline.Sorta like a short story.

Imagine: An imagine is like a super short, two paragraph version of a one shot.That's it.”

Em português: segundo esse link acima, um one-shot é uma história que pode ser longa ou curta, mas é só um enredo e um imagine é “a versão super curta, de dois paragráfos de um one-shot”

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