#drakoroleva

[korolnichevoya]

@drakoroleva liked for unsent texts from nikolai

#drakoroleva #|| me including some of the messages you put in your post #|| more likely than you think

[sturmtsov]

“ Alright so, it’s not quite there yet, but the prototypes are showing promise ! ” The room is full of soot, they’re both covered in it, and there’s a few teeny fires slowly smoldering out around the workshop.

starter for @drakoroleva​

#drakoroleva #starters / ic.

[kcrclrezni]

@drakoroleva​ hit nik with the 💬

"What a thing to say - and on my birthday!"

#drakoroleva #brainrot campus gv #jskgkjd his birthday is monday so PERFECT

[otkhaztsya]

@drakoroleva​​    sent:     💬

“It’s  not  a  disaster!   It’s  a --- okay,  it’s  hell  on  earth...”

#✘ RE. ANSWERED. #same honestly #drakoroleva

[infernil]

🗣️

Send me 🗣️ for incorrect quotes of your muse and mine

Zoya: I have to say, I'm a little embarrassed for you.

Marie: This is a sports-related injury! That makes me cool!

Zoya: Tripping over a basketball on your way to the bathroom is not cool!

#drakoroleva #this just felt right to me kbrgiuwr

[pcsitivibee]

positivity for drakoroleva : positivity for macy ( @drakoroleva / @vanitys) and her other blogs - sweetest person ever and insanely talented, plus she’s always so helpful and deserves the love.

#🐝・゜゜・bee positive! #drakoroleva #vanitys

[krashayaarc]

@drakoroleva

𝐓𝐡𝐞   𝐝𝐚𝐲   𝐰𝐚𝐬   𝐨𝐧𝐞   𝐟𝐨𝐫   𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧,   so   why   did   Genya   feel   like   the   world   was   about   to   collapse   on   her   ?   She’d   spent   the   morning   at   David’s   bedside   despite   the   Healers   attempting   to   shepherd   her   back   into   her   room.   His   hand   was   cold   in   hers,   a   soul   wrapping   clammy   fingers   around   whatever   it   could   hold   onto   to   stay   grounded.   The   steady   rise   and   fall   of   his   chest   was   what   reassured   her.   Hang   on,   love.         I   CAN’T   DO   THIS   ALONE.         Genya   had   only   been   pulled   away   when   Nadia’s   gentle   touch   found   her   shoulder.   The   girl   looked   as   weary   as   Genya   felt,   but   against   all   odds,   she   had   donned   the   heavily   embroidered   kefta   they   all   had   for   special   occasions.   She   said   something   about   Zoya   asking   for   her,   and   Genya   stood   up   reluctantly   with   a   weak   nod.

She   instantly   dreaded   her   selfishness   when   she   was   ushered   into   Zoya‘s   new   chambers.   Today   was   her   day,   and   Genya   was   supposed   to   be   there   for   her   closest   friend.   The   casualties   of   a   war   were   nothing   to   be   dismissed,   but         THEY   WERE   SOLDIERS.         They   had   been   trained   to   bear   the   burden   and   continue   marching.   Even   with   no   earlier   preparation,   Zoya   was   naturally   breathtaking.   Their   𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐀   𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐄𝐍.   The   thought   sparked   hope   in   Genya   and   she   closed   the   door   behind   her   to   clap   her   hands   together.   Newfound   excitement   trickled   into   her   tired   expression.   She   hadn’t   had   the   heart   to   tailor   away   the   bags   under   her   eyes,   it   felt   silly   when   her   husband   was   battling   for   her   life.            ❝         Moya   tsaritsa,            ❞            She   cooed,   half-teasing   half-adjusting   to   the   title,   with   a   deep   bow.

Looking   up   through   her   lashes,   there’s   a   glint   in   her   eye.            ❝            I’m   told   my   help   was   requested.            ❞            The   formality   with   Zoya   feels   foreign   and   it   dissolves   as   soon   as   she   straightens   up   again.            ❝            And   Saints,   do   you   need   it.            ❞            With   her   hands   on   Zoyas   shoulder,   she   beams   at   her,   holding   her   at   an   arm's   length   for   a   second.   As   if   she’s   soaking   in   Zoya   of   the         SECOND   ARMY,            of   the   Triumvirate.   As   if   it’s   her   last   chance   to   see   her   before   her   crown.   She’s   quick   to   turn   her   and   lead   her   to   the   seat   before   the   mirror.            ❝            Can   you   believe   it   ?   This   is   it.            ❞            This   is   the   day   Grisha   had   been   fighting   for   for   so   long.   Maybe   Ravka   wasn’t   a   𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐓   𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐒𝐄   just   yet.     

#drakoroleva #( 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐮𝐦𝐯𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞 ) 𝓖 . post trilogy #i am both Soft and Sad

[kyberborne-a]

hello ur a gem and i care for u sm thank u for being Amazing

NO YOU

#drakoroleva #ignore nat's discord name in the screenshot<3

[olycnkov-moved]

gv starter for @drakoroleva​

She understands the appeal of pets, but she’s never desired one herself, and right now she’s thankful Sirius is allergic to cats. Not that the new gremlin in block A doesn’t have its own charm, of course. She just... hasn’t found it yet. Then again, it seems most of Zoya’s patience for charm is spent on her not-quite-boyfriend, so having a cat whose main selling point is how ugly it is might be a welcome change. Nadya grins when she sees Zoya, not bothering with greetings or empty pleasantries. “Is your new beast ever going to join us at fashion society meetings? Might make an amusing model.”

#drakoroleva #this rush week is torture :: college #( nadya : i'm sure it's charming ... somehow ... idk how ... ) #i'm just trying to get to the truth :: responses

[solsoldats]

  @drakoroleva​   𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒕     :       ❛  I lose everyone I love. ❜                   REIGN SENTENCE PROMPTS     ——       accepting   !

No words will ever be enough to encompass the extent of their sorrows.   How does one learn to soften the way that grief presents itself in the body as it grows as a vine laden with thorns around an already bleeding heart ?  Tamar has never learned,  she doubts she ever will.   Her father warned that treating a heart with tenderness would only result in more pain,  and the Keb-Bataar had not made light of his warning.   Despise your heart,  they would remind each other,  both as warning and a promise.   But  ‘ I have no heart ’  only worked to a certain extent,  and it found its bitter end when one made a home among people they could call friends.

To have these people to love and to lose, only knowing them for mere months, is excruciating.  She can’t imagine what it must be like to spend a lifetime with them, to have their lives ripped away so viciously,  and to see it happen over.   And over.      And  over  again.

“ Blood runs easily,  but the ache left in a life’s stead takes time to wash away. ”   There’s no edge to her words,  though softness is absent as well.   She and Zoya have never been those people,  the type to comfort each other with sympathetic words and a fear of fragility.   If they were,  where would that leave them ?   She sighs,   a hand pressing to her axe in a feeble attempt to  ground herself.     “ All we can do is fight to protect those that remain. ”

#drakoroleva #[ oh to be able to think about zoya of the garden and not start crying immediately.... ] #╰ 🌣 𝗜𝗖 : answered ⧽ you find it yourself‚ or you do not . #╰ 🌣 𝗔𝗦𝗞𝗕𝗢𝗫 : answered ⧽ i will pour and pour. #╰ 🌣 𝗢𝗢𝗖 : queue ⧽ like a fist‚ like a knife .

[kcrclrezni]

zoya is politely asking for a kith

Nikolai is wondering if she has something in her teeth. If so, maybe he can help her get it out with his tongue?

#drakoroleva #how is he so smooth nik teach us your ways

[sanktavasi]

@drakoroleva​ liked for a starter !!

“ you’re not supposed to be here. ” vasilka’s words were spoken so softly, one might almost not have heard them at all. hidden behind the door, eyes nervously taking in the other’s appearance whilst trying to assess whether she’d be a threat or not. it could not be helped that the saint was so wary of her own kin, having been hurt before, and since it was so severe, she had received a whole wing to appease her. perhaps the darkling had yet to inform everyone these rooms were off limits, she had shown up quite suddenly. “ sorry. did you leave something here? i-i’ll get it for you. but please do not come in ... ”

#drakoroleva #i present to you: the powerful saint vasilka. v scary. much intimidating #the saintess walking among mortals ( shadow and bone au )

[ghafaith]

misery  claws at her throat,    and she chokes on it                     a vessel full of hope,    turned upside down to  empty.    do  the damned  ever get their wishes granted ?      ❝   there’s not a soul out there —    ❞      the sharpness of her voice didn’t betray  the bleak void  that was enlarging in her chest.      ❝   no one to hear my prayer.   ❞    people like her  didn’t have time to  wallow  in their remorse,    the despondent  weren’t made for  whatever the saints had planned   for her.    was she to endure the the poison her  sins  forever ?     

𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝙲𝙰𝙻𝙻    —   @drakoroleva​   💜    /      𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑝𝑖𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛:   gimme! gimme! gimme!  —  abba.

#drakoroleva #◇ ° 🗡️ interactions. — 《 as if the world were smoke and she was just passing through it. 》 #◇ ° 🗡️ verse zero. — 《 undetermined. 》 #hi there !!! i hope this is ok <33 #lmk if you need anything changed or if you'd like to plot or smth! #q.

[pistolslinger]

/ / / pain in small doses. ( not accepting! )

@drakoroleva​ said:   ❝ not a fan of goodbyes? ❞

     HE HAS TO BITE BACK the words you’d have to be heartless to like goodbyes.  he doesn’t want to sound bitter, even if he feels it.  zoya is right, though: jesper hates nothing more than an ending, and despite nina’s many assurances otherwise — that’s what this feels like.  and ending.  like she’s going to plant her feet into ravkan soil, grow roots, and never move from there again.  like she’ll never see them, her friends, again.

     is that selfish of him, to want her to . . . let all of this go?  zoya, genya, david — all the souls in the little palace who laid claim to nina before she was even a speck on his horizon — they were her real home.  

     but, jesper thinks, just a little desperately, she chose us.  don’t we mean more that way?  before too long of a silence passes, before it looks like he’s ignoring zoya, jesper huffs out a breath.  “ show me someone who likes goodbyes, and i’ll show you a liar.  but — lets not dwell on that bullshit; i heard the king sprung for expensive wine, and i’m dying to try it. ”

#drakoroleva #place?? time??? WHO KNOWS #x. ᴀɴꜱᴡᴇʀᴇᴅ ( meme. ) #just know he loves nina and is a lil upset that the grisha ppl r always gonna be the ones to get her back lol

[dreamwaited-moved]

bob

𝙷𝙾𝚆 𝚆𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙳𝙴𝚂𝙲𝚁𝙸𝙱𝙴 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙼𝚄𝙽?

#the way i have this saved on my laptop already.... #drakoroleva #i. ooc answered ask