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mlsfrvr · 1 year

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Stop! It’s Darklina Time! Part 2

Hello guys!

Are you ready for part 2?

Let’s go. :)

Thank you to the wonderful authors of these beautiful stories. You really did a great job! I love reading your work. ❤️

I have indicated the places where there may be spoilers for you, but still read the tags of the dear authors before you open the story.

And if you see🔥you know what it means. :)

Kaleidoscope by Permanent_Reverie: alternative. Aleksander and Alina are getting married.

The CEO and the Helioseismologist by orphan_account: alternative. Aleksander is getting sick.

So Hold My Hand, I'll Walk With You, My Dear by UnderATrillionStars: Alina is visiting Aleksander. if you haven't read rule of wolves, it may contain spoilers for you.

Testament to Time by melfires: Aleksander lets Alina go.

Start a War by nymja: alternative. fate brings Aleksander and Alina together once again. if you haven't read ruin and rising, it may contain spoilers for you.

Out of Time by destinies: another alternative that i love.

Having You by destinies: Aleksander and Alina are not disturbed in the war room. 🔥

Surrender by aleksandermorozova: alternative. Alina and Aleksander are having a daughter.

Aurora by KoreRosemarinus: alternative. Alina and Aleksander have a son.

for you I would ruin myself by fkevin073: Aleksander returns to the war room.🔥

A cold heart by Weisse_Rose: what happened from Aleksander's pov.

give you my wild, give you a child by fkevin073: alternative. Alina brings up the baby topic. 🔥

keep the light from passing through by starwarringavengers: alternative. Alina runs away and Aleksander chases her. 🔥

I Look Inside Myself (And See My Heart Is Black) by Ceris_Malfoy: alternative. Alina chooses a different path.

My Needy Little Wife Under The Table by orphan_account: alternative. 🔥

Fever by SheepOfIce: Alina is getting sick.

Give Me Love by starwarringavengers: Aleksander is ambushed. 🔥

I'll Stay With You by Nightstorm: alternative. Alina convinces Aleksander to come to bed.

I wish you would (Morozova's version) by stealing_jasons_job: alternative. 🔥

never knew I could feel that much by Stella959: Alina and Aleksander's life in the little palace develops a little differently. 🔥

fool me once, fool me twice by amplifierverse: alternative. Aleksander wants Alina to wear amplifiers. 🔥

No Minor Miracle by orangegreet: alternative. Aleksander can wait another century for Alina. if you haven't read ruin and rising, it may contain spoilers for you.

Only the Dead Have Seen the End of War by 221BB: alternative. Aleksander and Alina are fighting together.

Conqueror by mardia: alternative. Alina destroyed the fold long ago.

Drunk on the Dying Light by ViaLethe: alternative. Aleksander is having a scar on his chest. if you haven't read ruin and rising, it may contain spoilers for you.

When evening shadows and stars appear by Anuna: alternative. Aleksander is getting sick.

Lightweight by artemisscribe: alternative. Alina is getting drunk

Alone by Anuna: alternative. Aleksander wants to get married.

Brittle Thorns by mzladybird: alternative. Aleksander hires a gardener for his garden. 🔥

Tell Yourself You Can Always Stop by nightowls28: Aleksander sees the scars on Alina. if you haven't read the ruin and rising, it may contain spoilers for you.

Scars by LiteraryFaerie: Alina sees the scars in Aleksander. if you haven't read the ruin and rising, it may contain spoilers for you.

Me and the Devil by esssteee: alternative. Aleksander is back.

Hope Springs Eternal by FormerlyIR (Irony_Rocks), Irony_Rocks: alternative. Alina is bringing Aleksander back.

#darklina #the darkling #alina starkov #aleksander morozova #aleksander kirigan #alarkling #shadow and bone #grishaverse #netflix #darklina fanfic #darklina fic #alina x darkling #alina x aleksander #shadow and bone fanfiction #seige and storm #ruin and rising #rules of wolves

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sarascamander · 1 year

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He seized her hand before she could jab him again. “I am not one of your boys to be trifled with and lectured to. I am your king.”

Zoya’s blue eyes flashed. Her chin lifted as if to say, What is a mortal king to a queen who can summon storms?

— King of Scars

#yes rereading kos to cope #i love it when they argue ngl #Zoyalai #zoya nazyalensky #nikolai lantsov #king of scars #rules of wolves #shadow and bone

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reyenii · 11 months

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this is something like a trailer for the 38th, 39th & 40th chapters of row

#i also have a similar edit about nikolai’s service but the internet did not appreciate it #i think this edit is waiting for the same fate #все стабильно мои самые любимые и большие эдиты флопаются чтоб этот тикиток метеором пробило #я переделывал эту хуету миллион раз я ее одновременно и люблю и ненавижу #shadow and bone #grishaverse #the darkling #nikolai lantsov #darkolai #aleksander morovoza #rules of wolves #tolya yul bataar #tamar kir bataar #zoya nazyalensky

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endless-grishaverse · 1 year

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If Bardugo wanted me to hate Darkling once and for all, she should have written that he had to kill Alina to get his powers back. The power or the life of his ex-lover?

She should have let Darkling kill Alina. Then she would have instantly interrupted the shipper's dreams (well, for 80%) and proved once again that he didn't need Alina without her ability to spell the sun.

#alina starkov #the darkling #aleksander morovoza #grishaverse #rules of wolves #leigh bardugo

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samandhislostshoe · 10 months

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young simon baker is so nikolai lantsov

#i take no criticism #nikolai lantsov #king of ravka #king of scars #rules of wolves #grishaverse #zoya nazyanelsky #zoyalai #shadow and bone #sab #s&b s2 #leigh bardugo #netflix shadow and bone #simon baker #i might be little biased but psssshh

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dregstrash · 1 year

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I found this in my drafts and it was from a time when I didn’t have enough money for another tattoo, so I wrote a modern Zoyalai where Zoya is a tattoo artist and Nikolai lost a bet.

It had all started with a bet.

A really stupid bet.

The kind of bet that is passed when the world is spinning and you hope that the person you were shaking hands with wouldn’t remember it when the morning sun came with the expected hangover.

But unfortunately for Nikolai, Genya’s penchant for recording everything had worked against his favor (yet again) and now he has found himself inside of Zoya’s tattoo parlor itching at the slippery leather seats.

Nikolai wasn’t unfamiliar with tattoos. He did have a brief stint in the Navy--a stint that resulted in long, treacherous nights and a badly done compass rose tattooed on his thigh.

He had toyed with the idea of getting another one.

Maybe when he had a better idea of what he wanted.

He was actually going to ask Zoya if she could do one for him, seeing as how she had her own business.

But the circumstances that led him to be at her station. In the middle of the day. Less than ideal.

“Don’t be such a baby, Nikolai.” Zoya huffed as she waltzed back in from the room. She carefully placed the thin piece of paper in her hand in front of a table and began to put her rubber gloves on. She then started to unwrap new needles and open brand new ink pots.

“Please.” Nikolai scoffed. “I have a tattoo, Zo.”

She gave him a look. “And you’re shaking like a leaf because what? You’re excited?”

“It’s cold in here. You can’t afford a heater?”

She rolled her eyes, “Last I checked, it was you who wanted this.” Zoya continued to go through her routine, and Nikolai (despite his nervousness) couldn’t help but stare at the sureness of her hands. Or the way she looked when her hair was pulled back and away from her face.

She really was the most beautiful woman he has ever seen, and it was a shame that she was very clearly keeping their relationship strictly platonic.

(A shame but also a relief--Nikolai wasn’t sure that he could have handled losing Zoya over something stupid he probably would do if they were ever together.)

“Last time I checked--” Nikolai started as Zoya gestured for him to take his shirt off and roll onto his back. “I was under the influence of alcohol when I bet that you could beat me at darts. And on top of that I didn’t know I was being recorded. This should be illegal.”

The gentle buzz of her tattoo gun started to sound and Nikolai took a deep breath in and out as he started to feel Zoya start to work.

“Unfortunately, for you.” She continued, “Your waver form has a stupidity clause that protects me from any lawsuit that your silver spoon ass can come up with.”

Nikolai tried not to laugh as Zoya continued her work.

After a few minutes of comfortable silence, Nikolai tried again.

“You won’t even give me a baby hint to what it is?”

She huffed a laugh, her hot breath touching his bare back. His fists clenched.

“Did that hurt?” Her voice carrying an unfamiliar tinge of concern. He chose to ignore it.

“No.” Nikolai gritted, and he was going to blame it on the cold or the slight adrenaline that came with getting a tattoo, but the next words slipped right out of his mouth. “You could never hurt me, Zo.”

A second. A brief second where the gun had lifted from his back. Nikolai expected to feel the gentle wipe of a paper towel or hear the gun getting loaded with ink, but none happened.

He started to turn--to do what? To take back what he said? To play it off as a dumb joke?--but then Zoya got back to work, and he stilled once more.

“You’re too much of an optimist, Lantsov.” She said. Her voice carrying the notes of someone trying a smidge too hard to act normal. “Now, shut up. Unless, you want this to look as ugly as Genya sketched out.”

This time Nikolai did laugh, and, faintly, Zoya joined in.

[Genya had sketched out a badly drawn puppy peeking out of a toilet bowl. Zoya showed mercy and at least gave the puppy a pirate hat]

#i want another tattoo tbh #i am 100% procrastinating on my group project #zoyalai #zoya x nikolai #zoya nazyalensky #nikolai lantsov #king of scars #kos #rules of wolves #RoW #zoyalai modern au

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reluctantfir0 · 1 year

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Nina Zenik would've loved Ao3

#nina zenik #shadow and bone #king of scars #rules of wolves #Nina wrote herself an ao3 fanfic and made it work #what a queen #six of crows

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thatfangirlofsb · 11 months

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Headcanon

Zoyalai (hijos)

N/A: Sí, llegó el momento más esperado. ¿Cómo serían sus hijos?

T/W: Spoilers del grishaverse.

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Tendrían dos, una chica y un chico.

El primer embarazo sucedería al poco de casarse. No era buscado, pero mientras Nikolai se alegraría Zoya tendría sus dudas; le parecía que todo había sucedido muy rápido y no estaba lista para ello.

Todos los pensamientos negativos que había sentido cambiarían a todo lo contrario cuando la tuvo en brazos por primera vez.

No querría que nadie se acercara a ella y siempre la estaría vigilando, costándole mucho a Nikolai y a sus amigos en el Gran Palacio que la dejara por unos minutos en el cuidado de otra persona.

Su nombre sería Liliyana y su título tsarevichitsa*.

Sus padres la querrían mucho. Sería una copia de Zoya; aunque el sentido del peligro lo sacaría de su padre.

Sus padres pensaron que era una otkazat'sya, porque no mostró ningún atributo grisha. Pero luego Zoya descubrió que era Sastre.

El segundo embarazo sería buscado, pero este sería más difícil de conseguir.

Llamarían al niño Dominik, en honor al amigo de Nikolai. Su título sería tsarevich.

Tendría el aspecto físico de su padre pero la forma de ser de su madre.

Los dos se llevarían muy bien de pequeños, aunque se irían distanciando después de los años.

Él desde muy pequeño mostraría las dotes de Vendaval, igual que su madre.

Liliyana sería la favorita de su padre y Dominik de su madre.

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*: No fui capaz de encontrar la palabra en ravkano para princesa, así que utilicé la de príncipe y le añadí la terminación de la de reina.

tsarevich + -itsa ("tsaritsa").

#zoyalai #grishaverse #grisha #nikolai lantsov #zoya nazyalensky #leigh bardugo #shadow and bone #rules of wolves #headcanon

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goldenjellyfish12 · 10 months

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#grishaverse #the grisha trilogy #grisha #king of scars #kos #tlos #the lives of saints #row #rules of wolves #leigh bardugo #s&b #shadow and bone #six of crows #soc #ck #crooked kingdom

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booklover-s · 11 months

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People know that gold rush by taylor swift is the most zoyalai song there is, right?

#zoya nazyalensky #nikolai lantsov #zoyalai #king of scars #rules of wolves #grishaverse #nikolai and zoya #leigh bardugo #booktumblr #gold rush #taylor swift

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jahayla-parker · 8 months

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King Of My Heart : Nikolai Lantsov x Reader Series

Part 1

For warnings, descriptions, and previous parts, see series masterlist here.

Nikolai hated y/n for as long as he could remember. His family and y/n’s family had spent nearly every summer together since he was a small child. It made summers the most despicable time of year for him. Her family was tolerable; just your standard royal family. But, y/n? Nikolai couldn’t stand her presence.

Y/n couldn’t stand Nikolai. She knew the feeling was mutual between them, but it didn’t make things less tense between the two. In fact, their obvious mutual hatred towards each other only made her more frustrated that Nikolai’s family proposed a marriage arrangement between the two. Y/n thought Nikolai’s hatred towards her would’ve been strong enough to cause him to act against such a suggestion. Unfortunately for her, Nikolai did no such thing.

Even though y/n heard him approaching, she refused to make eye contact with Nikolai, her betrothed. She ignored him as he neared her side while she stared out at the palace gardens.

“We’re supposed to uphold a façade, you know,” Nikolai scolded, leaning on the balcony railing.

Y/n pursed her lips as she shook her head. She could feel Nikolai’s eyes on her, but she still refused to look at him. “You really hate me enough to force me to marry you?” Y/n asked him, eyes focusing on the stars above the shadowed gardens.

Nikolai rolled his eyes. He huffed loudly, still watching y/n closely. “You really think I want this?” Nikolai asked rhetorically. “Summers were torturous as it was, I don’t need all year… for the rest of my life”.

Y/n shifted her jaw, briefly looking at Nikolai from the corner of her eye. “Yet, here we are,” she sighed loudly. Y/n steepled her hands on the railing, refocusing on the dark sky.

“Why are you so mad about this?” Nikolai questioned. He watched the brief confusion on y/n’s face shift into anger.

Y/n turned to Nikolai. Her eyes shot daggers at him. “You don’t get it do you?!” She hissed. Y/n looked towards the patio doors to ensure no one was around. “I have no choice in this. I knew I’d likely never be able to marry for love,” she admitted with a sigh. “But, I didn’t expect to be married off to …”.

“To?” Nikolai asked with a loud breath.

“To someone like you,” y/n answered breathily. “To someone I cannot stand to be around. To someone who hates me just as much as I hate them,” she explained.

Nikolai hummed loudly. “Why do you hate me so much?” he asked.

“I could ask you the same,” y/n retorted with a knowing glance.

The newly betrothed couple fell into an uncomfortable silence. The only sounds were the faint musical tones seeping through the closed patio glass and gold paneled doors.

When y/n shook her head, still not looking his way, Nikolai smirked. “Silver lining is you’re marrying a fairly handsome prince, you could do much worse,” he bragged smugly.

Y/n nearly snorted. She quickly covered her mouth to silence the sound. “The only silver lining I see is that life is short,” y/n remarked.

Nikolai taped y/n’s head jokingly. “Yeah, so are you,” he snickered. Nikolai groaned when y/n rolled her eyes in response. “Keep rolling your eyes at me, maybe you'll find a brain back there.”

Y/n laughed humorously. “At least I’d have something to find,” she muttered.

Nikolai watched y/n’s face as she tried to focus back on the gardens, clearly trying to distract herself. He sighed and whispered, “be honest with me”.

Y/n huffed, glancing back over at Nikolai. “But why? Why would I do that?" She asked sharply.

Nikolai smirked at her. “Because we have to spend the rest of our lives together,” he reminded her.

“Don’t remind me.” Y/n groaned. She prepared herself for whatever Nikolai’s next attack would be. After waiting a few silent moments, she sighed. “What?” Y/n asked, indirectly agreeing to be honest as he had requested.

Nikolai turned completely towards y/n. “Why are you going through with this if you hate me so much?”

Y/n sighed loudly. She slowly moved her gaze from the gardens over to Nikolai. Once she was facing him, she took a deep breath. “Because I love my country, and this,” y/n said, pointing to herself and then at Nikolai. “Evidently, is what it needs,” she explained. After all, that was truly the only reason she hadn’t run away by now.

Nikolai nodded silently. He wordlessly gazed out at the gardens.

“You?” Y/n questioned, understanding that distant gaze.

Nikolai turned back to y/n. “What?”. When she simply raised an eyebrow at him, he smirked. “Oh, you just couldn’t get me off your mind?” He winked.

Y/n scoffed loudly. “Why are you going though with this if you hate me so much?” she asked, echoing Nikolai’s question to her.

“Mmm,” Nikolai hummed. “Are you quoting me?” His smirk grew.

Y/n rolled her eyes at Nikolai. She silently turned to leave. Her ballgown’s skirt floating across the concrete balcony during her turn.

Nikolai reached out and grabbed y/n’s wrist. He quickly let go when she turned to glare at him. “For Ravka,” he answered.

Y/n nodded in understanding. She forced a small smile. “At least we have one thing in common,” y/n agreed. “Other than our hatred,” she added on her way back to the welcoming party.

Zoya smirked as Y/n approached her. She’d known the Princess for quite some time. They often spent time together during the summers after Zoya moved into the Little Palace. She hugged y/n in greeting, not having been able to see her upon her initial arrival today. “I should have David whip me up some earplugs”.

“What?” Y/n asked. She was confused as to what Zoya was trying to joke about. Y/n knew Zoya long enough to know she was making a joke. But y/n couldn’t tell what it was.

Zoya smirked and nodded her head towards Nikolai. He was standing across the hall from them, Zoya having watched him saunter in not long after y/n. Zoya then turned and nodded at y/n, finalizing her joke.

Y/n rewarded Zoya with an exasperated and offended look. “Excuse me?!” She tried to keep her voice down as to not draw the attention of the other guests, but it only added more tension to her tone. She knew of the Prince’s rumored less-than-pure activities, but couldn’t believe Zoya would think y/n would participate; betrothed or not.

Zoya nearly choked on her drink as she began laughing. “Not what I meant,” she smirked, raising a taunting eyebrow. “I was referring to the slamming doors that always happen when you two are forced to spend time together,” Zoya explained with a laugh.

Nina walked over to join her friends. She wrapped her arm lovingly around Y/n’s shoulder. “But! Why did your heart go up when you thought she was talking about you and Nikolai having-“ the heartrender asked.

“Enough Nina!” Y/n smacked Nina’s arm, making the girls laugh. “Because I was appalled is why,” she defended. “By the way, hello to you too,” y/n laughed, trying to change the topic off of her hatred of Nikolai.

“Mhm, if you say so,” Nina whispered. She smirked with Zoya as they shared a wordless knowing look.

“Saints, I already have to spend time with Nikolai even though I hate him,” y/n said exasperatedly. “Don’t go and make me hate you both too.”

Just as Zoya’s smirk widened while she opened her mouth to release some snarky comment, Genya waltzed over to their group. She smiled widely at y/n and shook her head softly. “Still so beautiful y/n/n,” Genya cooed as she cupped y/n’s face.

Y/n bit her bottom lip. But, she quickly stopped, letting the slightly inflamed lip pop back into place as Genya’s gaze scolded her for the action. “Thank you Genya,” y/n said with a grin.

“Of course Miss Y/L/N,” Genya teased lightly. She always used ‘Miss’ or ‘Princess’ whenever joking around with y/n. “Or, should I say Mrs. Lants-“ Genya began.

“No, you should not,” y/n advised. She shook her head firmly, glaring around at her taunting friends. Couldn’t they see the situation she was being forced into here?

“True,” Genya sighed. “Perhaps it’s a bit too soon, hmm,” she agreed. “I should’ve said soon-to-be Mrs.-“.

Y/n rolled her eyes. She held up a hand to stop Genya’s tease and silence her other friends’ giggling. “Can we talk about something else?” Y/n pleaded with a groan.

“Are you kidding?” Nina huffed. “We have a royal wedding to plan,” she giggled, smirking.

“You have to work on hiding your disgust,” Zoya commented when y/n groaned over Nina’s comment.

“No promises,” y/n mumbled. She glanced sharply over at Nikolai for a brief moment before back to her group.

Zoya sighed sympathetically. “It’s for the country,” she reminded y/n more warmly than normal. When y/n nodded and relaxed some, Zoya decided to indulge herself a bit. “Besides, he’s not bad on the eyes.” She winked.

“Oh my Saints!” Y/n gushed. She shook her head adamantly. “You need to stop,” y/n pleaded, trying to resist the urge to smack her own face with her palm.

“What’re we talking about?” Nikolai asked. He’d made his way over once he caught y/n glancing at him. It had been from the corner of his eye, but he saw it. And Nikolai could tell they were gossiping about him. While he didn’t care to come over, he’d heard whispers from some guests doubting the strength of their courtship.

Therefore, Nikolai pasted on a polite smile and placed his hand on y/n’s waist. When he saw her eyes snap to him with fury, Nikolai just nodded subtly in the direction of the spectating guests.

Y/n sighed quietly and forced a smile. She silently pleaded with her friends for help with the situation. There wasn’t much they could do, but y/n was hoping for at least a distraction to get her mind off the fact she could feel the warmth of Nikolai’s hand on her waist through the material of her dress.

Genya hummed. “I was just saying, Y/n is going to make my job so easy,” she said, answering Nikolai’s question. “Don’t you think she’ll be such a beautiful bride, moi tsarevich?” Genya questioned smugly.

Y/n shook her head at her friend. “I don’t know which I want to do more, thank you or slap you, Genya,” she hissed.

Genya laughed and raised her eyebrows at Nikolai.

Nikolai paused and pretended to ponder the notion, taking y/n’s appearance in. “Perhaps the tailors won’t have to work overtime to make the wedding look half decent,” he conceded.

“Geee, thanks,” y/n sassed. She rolled her eyes, making the girls laugh.

Nina gasped. “Wait!”. “That reminds me, let me see your hand,” Nina gushed, grabbing y/n’s hand.

Nikolai knew everyone’s eyes were cast down to y/n’s hand, not just his. Yet, as his eyes landed on the Lantsov emerald ring on her hand, he felt short of breath. Nikolai swallowed thickly as he caught himself thinking that it almost seemed like it belonged there; to her, to y/n. But, he mentally shouted at himself to stop that delirious thought. After all, it was surely only Nikolai’s sense of duty to his country that had him thinking that. He hated y/n. Even if she was what was needed to help Ravka.

“Are you unpacked?” Nina asked y/n, pulling Nikolai from his distracting thoughts.

Before Y/n could answer, Zoya answered for her. She answered matter of factly, “of course, the staff should’ve un-“.

“Not quite”. Y/n cut Zoya off in order to accurately answer Nina’s question.

Nikolai turned to y/n. He raised his eyebrow and formed a smug grin. “Too enthralled by the elaborate decorations my parents thought were necessary?” Nikolai teased, sarcastically waving at said decorations.

Y/n stared at Nikolai and rolled her eyes. Her eyes softened as she turned back to the rest of the group. “I prefer not to have others handling my things,” y/n admitted.

“What are you hiding? Sneaking in a personal tailor?” Nikolai asked. His implied insult was clear and had the others staring at y/n expectantly.

“Awe,” y/n cooed. Her tone dripped sarcasm as she continued her taunt. “You think I’m so pretty I must have snuck a tailor?” Y/n smirked through her grin. When Nikolai faltered, her smirk grew. Returning to the actual question at hand, she shrugged. “Just a sword and an escape bag,” y/n teased, eyeing Nikolai. “For when this becomes as disastrous as it already seems it’ll be,” she explained.

It took Nikolai a moment to recover from her earlier comment. But he shook his head and pulled himself together enough to issue a comeback. “Ahh, running away from one’s duties?” Nikolai huffed. “Admirable,” Nikolai scoffed.

Y/n laughed humorlessly. “Really?!” She choked. Y/n shook her head as she rolled her eyes at Nikolai. “That’s rich,” Y/n chided, copying his loud scoff.

Nikolai merely squinted in response.

“Sturmhond,” y/n mumbled, making Nikolai falter. As his eyes widened dramatically, she smirked. “Close your mouth, moi tsarevich,” y/n mocked, “or you’ll catch flies”. In response to Nikolai’s scarlet cheeks, she decided to continue her remarks. “And, duty or not, I don’t kiss men with bugs in their teeth,” y/n smirked.

Nikolai’s cheeks flushed darker as he found himself at a loss for words. He watched silently as y/n sauntered away for the night. When Nikolai turned back to their group, the others girls were smirking at him. “What?”

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