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elenaleungz · 1 year
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Inej Ghafa Portrait (#2)
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aurorasnnsadprose · 8 months
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need everyone to close their eyes and envision a zoyalai end of the world/apocalypse au. yes or no?
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paranormarine · 5 months
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Another piece I made for the @grishaversebigbang (a little late so sorry 😣)
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xiofcrows · 1 year
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Nikolai: You have to treat a car like you treat a woman
Zoya: Go on
Nikolai: No
Nikolai: I sense I've made a mistake of some kind
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blairwaldcrf · 2 years
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zoyalai and kanthony are the same ship in the same font just different books send tweet
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meyyy00 · 2 years
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No, but remember Zoyalai SLWBURN? this is THEM.
Not tryna be indie Not tryna be cool Just tryna be in this Tell me, are you too? Can you feel where the wind is? Can you feel it through All of the windows Inside this room?
'Cause I wanna touch you baby And I wanna feel you too
Light it up, on the run Let's make love tonight Make it up, fall in love, try
Baby, I am right here
But you'll never be alone I'll be with you from dusk till dawn I'll hold you when things go wrong
I'll be with you from dusk till dawn Baby, I am right here
wlwlwlwl😭🔥💔
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zoyaofthegardvn · 1 year
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Modern!Zoya Drabble
A/N: This is just a little something I've been thinking about since I wrote modern!Zoya headcanons, and I wanted to write it since I can't get it out of my head. Ugh. I need me a Zoya Nazyalensky college gf fr. Also, I know I have a lot of requests, but I am a slow writer and I promise I wanna get to all of them! But this is just something I wanted to get out :)
CW: None that I can think of!
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It's nearing midnight when you hear your phone buzz from where it's laying on top of the coffee table. You're not sure who'd be texting you this late, and you're nice and comfy on the couch. But, still, you untangle from the blankets and grab it from where it had been charging for the past hour while you caught up on your TV shows.
Z💙: come to bed. i want to cuddle.
You smile a bit at the text, imagining your girlfriend, just up the stairs and down the hallway, grumpy and pouty because you still hadn't joined her. You had moved in together just a few months ago, and it was pure domestic bliss. You loved living with her. But she went to bed earlier than you did, and she still wasn't too happy about it. Your phone buzzes again, another message from your sleepy lover.
Z💙: come onnnnn. i can't sleep.
Y/N: i'm still watching my show!!!! it's not a school night don't mom me
Z💙: omfg stop being like that it's so late
Z💙: you really want to leave me up here to just suffer from a lack of sleep?
You can't help but huff a laugh at her antics. Zoya was a huge cuddler, she clings to you all night long. You knew she didn't like going to sleep without you, but you also knew it wasn't all that serious.
Y/N: i think you'll survive
Y/N: come down here and lay with me sweetheart, i miss you 🥺
Z💙: if you missed me like i miss you you would come up here
Y/N: omg i have like one more episode just come let me cuddle you on the couch 😫
Z: no it's fine
Z💙: i'll just lay here and suffer 🫠
You sigh, shake your head, and set your phone back down before getting cozy again. You have to rewind your episode by a few minutes because you had missed some things, but quickly, you're distracted again by the sound of footsteps. You smirk, because just as you had guessed, Zoya decided she would join you rather than wait.
She comes down the stairs slowly, wearing nothing but an oversized t-shirt and panties with a blanket wrapped around her shoulders. She's rubbing at her eyes sleepily, and she looks just as grumpy as you imagined.
"Hi baby," you coo, clearly teasing her for her change of heart. You lift your blanket up and scoot over, making room for her to lay next to you on the couch.
She yawns and shoots you a glare, which makes you laugh.
"Don't laugh at me, you made me come all the way down here!"
But still, she lays down next to you, pulling her blanket tighter around her shoulders while you cover her up with your own. "I don't remember making you do anything, my love," you mumble into her hairline as she cuddles into your chest. You press a kiss to her forehead, and she lifts a thigh up to lay over top of you. You rub her back in slow, soothing motions, and she plants a kiss to your exposed neck.
You hum, and after just a few minutes, Zoya's fast asleep. You whisper "I love you" into her ear, then return your attention to the TV.
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Hi, everyone! I’m posting this a little less than two weeks in advance because if I don’t, between finishing up the last of my schoolwork before exams, studying for them, and then going in and doing them, this’ll get lost in my drafts. 
I will be offering fics for this event, so here’s a list of the characters to whom this event is applicable: all of the crows, Alina, Zoya, Nikolai and Mal
(Edited to remove characters I no longer wanted to part of this event)
Mutual tags: @ellora-brekker @brekkers-desigirl​
Feel free to send in as many requests for this as you want, but if you’re going to send in multiple, please send them seperately!
We’re not talkin’ lately- send me an angst prompt or scenario of your choice, your preferred pronouns, and the character for whom you want me to write the fic
Baby, you were the love of my life- send me a romantic prompt or scenario of your choosing. Leave your prefered pronouns and the character for whom you want the fic. 
If my blood is your blood, I will course- send me a lyric from a song by a queer artist or a song about being apart of the queer community, and I’ll write a fic around it! 
If I died here in your arms, I wouldn’t be upset- give me a character and any pride-themed scenario of your choosing. 
I’m scared of getting older, but our future’s looking bright- send me a character and how you’d like to see their future play out. I’ll do my best to write it. 
I hear heaven singing when your lips move- pick a prompt from this prompt list!
Matilda- free space! Send me anything you feel like sending in!
You drew stars, around my scars- send in a description of yourself and a fandom, and I’ll ship you with someone and write a blurb! 
It’s not the same as it was- ask me anything!
Depollute me- send in a character of your choice and any activity. I’ll create a moodboard or write blurb around it. 
I’m right where you left me- send me a soulmate AU with a twist of your choice!
I belong in your arms- drop a scenario and I’ll write a fic for it that goes over 1,000 works in length. 
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our-chaos · 1 year
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modern! Zoya Nazyalensky is a storm chaser I literally don’t make the rules.
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sophierequests · 2 years
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shadow and bone masterlist
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“None of this had been fated; none of it foretold. There had been no prophecies of a demon king or a dragon queen, a one-eyed Tailor, Heartrender twins. They were just the people who had shown up and managed to survive.
But maybe that was the trick of it: to survive, to dare to stay alive, to forge your own hope when all hope had run out.”
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Alina Starkov
Malyen Oretsev
Aleksander Morozova
Zoya Nazyalenksy
Nikolai Lantsov
David Kostyk
Genya Safin
Tolya Yul-Bataar
Tamar Kir-Bataar
Harshaw
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historicallysam · 6 months
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Hi Sam!! Happy nice ask day to you too 🌞 Do you have a favourite book character? (Bonus question: favourite movie & TV show characters if you'd like to share those too!)
Hiiiii! Happy Nice Ask Day!
Book: I’m gonna give you two favorites bc they’re so intertwined: Zoya Nazyalenksy and Nikolai Lantsov - particularly in the King of Scars books (the last series in the Shadow & Bone universe).
Movie: This is a super hard one for me! I could go with Alan Grant from Jurassic Park or Dottie Hinson from A League of Their Own and they would both be true on any given day.
Television: All time would be a day to day battle between Josh Lyman and CJ Cregg on The West Wing. Current would probably be … idk. Maybe Todd Wright on So Help Me Todd. Or Nick Torres on NCIS.
Thank you for asking!
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rietveldbrothers · 2 years
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ice ice baby
a/n: its that time of year again, @grishaversebigbang posting time and here’s what I got for y’all!
this AU grabbed my by the neck and dragged me along with it. Reuben and Eva made some absolutely lovely creations to go along with this fic so be sure to check those out and give ‘em a reblog
and as usual, thanks to @reapersbarge for saving you all from my crimes against the english language
Materialki: @6crowgang [link] & @oretsov [link]
Summary: Mal Oretsev and Zoya Nazyalenksy are the biggest rivals in professional hockey. Too bad their partners compete together in Ice Dance and its impossible to escape one another.
aka 5 times Zoya and Mal were rivals and 1 time they also were rivals but different.
Ao3 Link
part 1 under the cut:
To say Zoya Nazyalensky hated Malyen Oretsev would be an understatement. She loathed him. She despised him. She hated every fiber of his being. She could not get rid of him.
Here she was, on her Sunday off, on a Nike shoot, and he was right there with her. Because could Nike possibly shoot for their new training set with just Zoya alone? No, of course. If one of their star hockey players had to be there, so did the other. Not that Zoya would admit Oretsev was a star. Not publicly anyway.
“How ya doing, Nazyalensky?” He greeted her in that way that was technically nice, but the way he grinned down at her set her teeth on edge. “Nikolai mentioned you hadn’t been feeling well.”
“Nikolai is an idiot who shouldn’t be talking to you.”
“So you are not feeling well?”
“I’m perfectly fine to pound your ass into the boards next Saturday.” Zoya sniffed imperiously. Mal’s team was her’s top rival and both of them were good this year, both strong playoff contenders. People were already disappointed that being in the same division meant one team would have to knock the other out before the cup finals. She had every intention of doing the knocking.
“Alright, Mal? Zoya? Can we have you two over here please?” The photographer interrupted any response Oretsev could have come up with in that pea brain of his, and moved them around under the lights.
Zoya was a professional. She was excellent at her job and sponsorships were part of that job. Which meant photoshoots were part of that job. And Zoya excelled at photoshoots. Mal Oretsev… also excelled at photoshoots. Which was annoying. His hair was nearly as long as hers was, which she was starting to take personally, and the shoot assistants kept cooing over him as they arranged him under the photographers direction. She had no idea what Starkov saw in the idiot. Here he was shooting grins at everyone in sight as she reluctantly allowed herself to be positioned next to him. For once, the photographer was going for determined instead of happy or loving. Zoya’s game face was legendary already.
She could admit the photos they were shown afterwards looked good. Zoya always looked good, but it wasn’t like she wouldn’t have looked just as good on her own. She didn’t need to spend her entire morning with Oretsev’s stupid charms spilling over to infect everyone else present. By the time she could leave, she felt slimy with it. Nikolai had better not be late to pick her up; she was already regretting letting him drop her off in the first place.
To her immense regret, Nikolai was indeed waiting for her, but he was not alone. Alina Starkov’s white blonde hair caught the sunlight right next to where Nikalai was waiting at his car. The two appeared to be in an animated conversation of some sort, perhaps about the free skate they were currently workshopping, based on the way Alina was waving her arms about. For someone with so much grace on the ice, she was remarkably jerky in the parking lot under midday sun.
Mal rushed by her to swing Alina up in a dramatic hug, as if it had been days since he’d seen her. They were always like that, though–disgustingly adorable, which she supposed was a symptom of being recently engaged. Either that or they were just gross; either was possible.
She allowed Nikolai to drop a kiss to her cheek and tried to usher him into the car.
“So Alina and I were thinking,” Nik started, “What if we grabbed a late lunch? You know, the four of us?”
So thats what this was then.
An ambush.
“I don't know if that’s–” “Maybe another–”
Mal and Zoya spoke over one another trying to come up with reasons not to. However much Oretsev’s golden retriever personality refused to allow him to be rude to her face in front of Alina, Zoya was well aware that her dislike was mutual. They exchanged a glance. Solidarity with him certainly did not feel good, but if it got her out of spending the next few hours with him, she’d swallow down her discomfort. If Nikolai thought he was getting any action after this stunt, he was wildly mistaken. Even if he was about to leave for four days.
“You two are silly.” Alina’s voice was light but Zoya could see her grip on Oretsev’s arm tighten. “You like each other, you just refuse to admit it. Come on, Nikki and I already made reservations so I don’t want to hear any excuses. Genya and David are going to join us.”
“Surprised you didn’t invite Tamar and Nadia while you were at it,” Zoya grumbled.
“We did!” Nikolai was proud to chime in, “Adrik and Leoni too. Tolya is still out of town or he’d be in for sure.”
“So how many people?” Mal perked up at this considerably. Zoya figured she agreed it was good news, the more people there, the less she had to interact with him.
“Oh it’s just the Safin-Kostyk’s.” Nik sighed, “Tamar and Nadia are too good for us, of course. Enjoying the nice weather. And Leoni had ice time this afternoon.”
“Her short program is stunning. I was watching her choreograph the other day,” Alina chimed in.
Damn. Tamar would have easily occupied Oretsev; they were teammates after all.
Before she could come up with another argument against lunch, she found herself in the passenger seat of Nikolai’s car and pulling out onto the road.
Nikolai was definitely not getting any tonight.
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aurorasnnsadprose · 7 months
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zoyalai apocalypse au! out now!
the fear and the fire (of the end of the world)
summary:
"Nobody who was infected survived. But they didn’t stay dead, either."
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or, zoya and nikolai take on the zombie apocalypse! hooray!
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elora danan is so alina starkov and kit tanthalos is so zoya nazyalenksy
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malinaa · 1 year
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ZOYA NAZYALENKSY, SEXIEST WOMAN ALIVE!!!!!! HIIIIII (GAYLY, BISEXUALLY, QUEERLY)
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rhaenyratargayen · 2 years
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you’re telling me “pretty as a picture and brimming with spite” was about zoya nazyalenksy and I just now found out
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