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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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Hello!!!!! If you dont mind can i ask for a married zoya x reader headcannons please? Thank you!

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Pairing: Zoya Nazyalenksy x f!Reader

A/N: I didn't know whether you wanted a f!Reader or m!Reader, so I just picked f!, I hope that's okay with you!

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: None really, maybe a little ooc!Zoya

After having rejected Nikolai’s proposals countless times before, she wasn’t necessarily too keen on getting married anytime soon and you were totally fine with that. You wanted her to feel comfortable, and the prospect of marriage seemed to be more of a formal milestone than an actual relationship one.

But once the months of dating started turning into years, she had grown more and more fond of the thought of making things as official as they possibly could be. And she knew that you’d like that too.

So without you noticing it, she began putting together an elaborate plan for a proposal.

Naturally, you said yes.

The wedding was small and intimate. Nothing like the one she would’ve had to go through had she agreed to marry Nikolai. It was exactly what both of you wanted (and maybe also a bit of what Genya wanted, since she took huge pride in being your unofficial wedding planner).

She takes a lot of pride in referring to you as her wife. Whenever she could implement it in a sentence, she would, even going as far as correcting people when they would call you her girlfriend.

“Where did you leave your girlfriend, Zoya? Won’t she be joining us today?”

“My wife will join us later, Nikolai.”

There is a lot of mutual respect and admiration in your marriage. She would never make you feel like a burden, and you try your best to always be there for her when she needs you.

Which does happen quite frequently.

She isn’t the person to wear a lot of jewellery, but her wedding band is always somewhere close to her. Whether she wears it on a necklace, on her finger, or just keeps it safe in her pocket, she’d never lose it.

Sometimes you think that your parents like her more than they like you. It was odd at first, having a family that actually cared about her, but your family genuinely loves her.

“Zoya! Oh dear, how have you been? We haven’t seen you in such a long time. We missed you!”

“Hello ma, I’m here too, in case you haven’t noticed.”

She used to keep her birthday a secret because her parents never really went out of their way to celebrate it. So obviously you had to be the one to change that.

She worries a lot whenever you’re on an excursion without her. Genya often threatened to knock her out after realizing how anxious her friend is.

PDA of the physical kind isn’t really something she’s too comfortable with, but when you’re alone, that behaviour completely changes and she is very needy to be coddled.

Even though you’re married and you really couldn’t imagine being with somebody that isn’t Zoya, she still gets jealous occasionally.

She memorized her vows to a t and recites them when she feels insecure or worried.

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The Dynasty’s Heir: Chapter 12

Chapter Summary: The dynasty’s heir has arrived...

The end!  Thanks for reading!

A/N: I couldn’t find the Russian diminutive for the Princess’ name, so if I’m wrong, please correct me and I will edit it

The announcement had sent Ravka into complete and utter elation.  Her Most Royal Majesty, Queen Zoya Nazyalenksy was safely delivered of a daughter this morning at half past 2 bells.  Mother and daughter are doing well.  The proclamation had been written and sent out with messengers as soon as the Healers had declared the little Princess healthy, and while townsfolk hadn’t been too happy to be awoken before dawn, their mood quickly shifted.  Celebrations had broken out at once, more toasts being made in the Queen’s name, and prayers and blessings for their new Princess.

Zoya had a fairly easy pregnancy, likely thanks to the expert care of the Healers that were on call 24 hours a day.  The worst of it was in the 5th month, when she suddenly found pickled herring, one of her favorite dishes, revolting, and developed a taste for Kerch waffles instead.  But not the Ravkan ones, they just wouldn’t do.  So Nikolai, ever the doting husband, brought in a chef from Ketterdam and employed her at the Palace.  The perks of royalty, after all.

The Queen went through the usual mood swings and emotional perils of pregnancy; raging at her husband one moment, and crying because he said he loved her the next.  Through her pregnancy, gifts from all over the world arrived: a handmade Zemini token that was said in their culture to protect an infant from all harm, an ash bough tied with Ravkan blue and gold and Grimjer black and silver from Fjerda, a newborn foal from the Wandering Isle, and most touchingly, a plush crow from Ketterdam.

Nikolao was an angel throughout his wife’s pregnancy.  If she wanted waffles with mustard at midnight, then Nikolai went down to the kitchens to get them.  If her ankles swelled and ached, he waved the servants away and massaged them himself.  And when Zoya’s desire for Nikolai saw a drastic increase, well, who was he to deny the mother of his child whatever she wanted?  It was when her water broke that the calm, composed Prince evaporated, leaving the terrified father-to-be in his wake.  Nikolai, having seen war and death and terrors beyond comprehension, was more afraid than he’d ever been when Zoya clutched his arm and told him to “Get Alyona, now.”

Healer Alyona and her team, as it turned out, knew how to handle a laboring mother as well as a panicking father.  “Zoya will be just fine,” she’d said.  “She is in good hands, and she has had an easy pregnancy.  What she needs now is for you to be here for her.  She’s scared, and she’s in pain, but you will have your child when this is through.”  Alyona’s words had snapped some sense into Nikolai, and he managed to collect himself.  Through her entire labor, he did not leave her side, holding her hand, wiping sweat from her forehead, helping her walk around their rooms.  Even when the worst of the pains came, and Zoya screamed that she would never have sex with him again, that this was all his fault, he stroked her hair and kissed her forehead.  “Alright, Zoya.”

When it came time to deliver the baby, Nikolai forced his fear and worry aside, focusing entirely on his wife and what she needed.  Her moans and cries of pain would stay with him for the rest of his life, but he knew that their child would be well worth it.  “I can’t” Zoya moaned at one point, completely exhausted and terrified.  “I can’t do this!”  “You can, Zoya,” Alyona said from her position at the foot of the bed.  Formal titles had been dropped at the Queen’s insistence, as she couldn’t imagine being called “Your Majesty” while an entire team of Healers was between her legs.

“I can’t!”  “Zoya,” Alyona said, her voice stern and strong.  “You’re almost there, you’re almost done.  Now let’s meet your baby.”  Nikolai kissed her forehead again, squeezing her hand.  “You can do this, my love,” he encouraged.  “You are so strong, so powerful, Zoyachka, you can do this.”  “One more push, Zoya, and you’re there.”  With a scream, Zoya bore down, and with a violent clap of thunder and a strike of lightning, their child was born.

“Zoya, you did it,” Nikolai said, tears rolling down his face as their child wailed, taking their first breaths.  “My love, I’m so proud of you.”  Alyona examined the baby, a fond smile on her face.  “Congratulations, Zoya.  You have a daughter.”  “A daughter?” the Queen repeated, and Alyona nodded, her assistants cleaning the baby and swaddling her in a blanket.  The instant her daughter was laid against her chest, the world seemed to stop.  Zoya was sobbing, as was Nikolai, the two of them completely absorbed in the life they’d made.

“She’s in perfect health,” Alyona informed them after a few moments.  “And while we can’t be sure just, yet, I believe she is Grisha.  Then again, her mother is the most powerful Grisha alive.”  “Thank you,” Zoya said, not taking her eyes off of her daughter.  “For everything.”  Alyona curtsied, and her team did the same.  “It has been my honor, Your Majesty.  May I dispatch the messengers.”  “Of course.”  Alyona stepped out of the Queen’s chambers and into the hallway which was lined with people, all eager to hear the news.

“Long Live the Princess!”

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One week had passed since the birth, and Nikolai watched with all the love and adoration as Zoya dressed their daughter in a sapphire blue dress.  She wore an identical one, with silver accents, a dragon embroidered on the long, flowing train.  Her ceremonial crown was on her head, her black dragon scale fetters on each wrist.  Their daughter’s formal announcement was today, where her name and titles would be announced to the court and to the nation.  Only Zoya, Nikolai, and the Princess’ nannies had seen the little girl, but today, her people would catch their first glimpse of the new royal.

Zoya laid her daughter in her bassinet, crossing the room to the floor length mirror.  Her belly was still a bit round, her skin bearing marks similar in appearance to her husband’s scars.  But Nikolai had never seen a more beautiful woman.  How could the woman who had created and carried a child within her be anything but perfect?  “You look lovely, my darling,” Nikolai said, coming up behind her and wrapping his arms around her middle.  “Ethereal, divine, beautiful.”

She smiled, leaning back into him.  “Thank you, Kolya.”  Their daughter stirred in her bassinet, and Nikolai lifted her into his arms.  “And you, my perfect girl, you look lovely as well.”  Zoya smiled, her heart melting at the sight of her entire world together.  She’d never thought it was possible to love someone so much, so completely, until her child was born.  Now she understood, Zoya would lay down her life if her daughter required it, and she would do so willingly.

“Your Majesty, Your Highness?” Anya entered, speaking softly as to not disturb the baby.  “It’s time.”  Nikolai nodded, settling his little girl into Zoya’s arms.  He placed a hand on the small of her back as they made their way to the throne room.  The Queen and Prince entered without being announced, as today was not about them.  The courtiers looked on with hungry eyes as they passed, more specifically, at the little girl cradled in her mother’s arms.

Zoya turned to face the court, Nikolai close at her side.  “Today is a most joyous day,” she began.  “One week ago, I delivered a daughter, the future Queen of Ravka.  And today, I bring her before you, so that she may know her people and have their support in all she does.  It is my honor and privilege to present Her Most Royal Highness, Princess Liliyana Alina Nazyalensky.”  The court did not break into cheers, they had been asked not to so not to hurt little Liliyana’s ears, but they all fell into deep bows and curtseys.

“Our daughter will grow up with the love and support of her people, as well as her family.  And in the event that our beloved Liliya cannot be raised by her parents, Zoya and I have named Genya Safin-Kostyk as her guardian, as we know she will raise and love Liliyana as if she were her own.  From her place before them, Genya bowed her head, a tear rolling down her cheek.  “But today, we celebrate Ravka’s new Princess,” Zoya continued.  “Long Live Princess Liliyana!”  The court echoed the sentiment, and Nikolai led his family onto the balcony, where a crowd of eager citizens waited to see their Princess.

They erupted into cheers when the Queen stepped out, and she lowered the air pressure around her daughter’s ears so the cheers and cries of joy wouldn’t disturb her.  Nikolai held Zoya close against his side, kissing her temple before kissing his daughter’s forehead.  “Princess Liliyana Alina Nazyalensky!” he shouted, and the crowd cried her name back.  Zoya beamed, pride welling in her chest.  She held her daughter a but higher, the little girl blissfully unaware that she would one day be Queen, that her people already adored her.

Nikolai tipped his wife’s head back so he could kiss her, his lips soft against hers.  With one arm already around her back, he wrapped the other around her front, turning her so she was facing him, holding her as close as he could without squishing Liliyana.  “I thought the happiest I’d ever been was the day you agreed to marry me,” he said.  “Then our wedding arrived, and I was proven wrong; I thought I could never be so happy and love someone so much.

“Then you told me you were pregnant, and I was proven wrong again.  And then, our Liliyana was born, and I was wrong again.  I have never been so happy, and I have never loved anyone as much as I love you and as much as I love our little girl.  Zoya, you have made me the happiest man alive.  Thank you.”  She kissed him again, looking at their daughter in her arms.  “I feel the same,” she said.  “I didn’t think it was possible for me to love someone so much.  Then I met you, and now Liliyana.  Saints, I love her so much.”

Nikolai returned the kiss, keeping her close before breaking apart.  They waved to their people and allowed them a few more moments to look at the Princess before returning inside, making a beeline for their rooms.  Liliyana was fussing, and one look at the ornate mantle clock told Zoya it was time for the Princess’ lunch.  She settled into the sofa to nurse, and Nikolai sat at her side, looking in wonder at their daughter.  “She’s perfect,” he mused, and Zoya nodded.  “She is.”  As Nikolai had imagined her, Liliyana had her mother’s hair and his eyes, a perfect combination.  The little girl was so much more than his daughter, she was a Princess, a future Queen, the dynasty’s heir.  But for a few years, she could be a little girl, a little girl that Nikolai and Zoya would love with all of their hearts.

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OK wait, hear me out. Zoya x reader x Alina w/ double penetration. Please and ty 😩💕

OOOO now this i totally love! i’m totally marking them for double penetration 😌

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Hii, love your work! This fandom lacks wlw imagines so bad so I'm rlly glad you're here and providing all this content, thank you! I'd like to request dating Zoya headcanons (f!reader) if that's okay! :)

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Pairing: Zoya Nazyalenksy x f!Reader

A/N: I love providing wlw content for y'all, so I happily eat up any request you send me!!! Zoya has my whole heart, I love her sm <333 Thank you sm for requesting this!

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: really really miniscule mention of smutty topics

Before you were dating, she already had a huge crush on you, and frankly, she was pretty shit at hiding it. Everyone in the room could tell how much more attentive she was to you, or how a faint blush would rise to her cheeks whenever you would address her.

Genya liked to tease her about it - often even publicly. Zoya hated it, but she was utterly helpless because she knew that everything that her friend said was true.

You were the first to take the risk and ask her out. She was absolutely floored by the fact that you liked her back, but she happily accepted, so you started dating.

Even though many fear her, she can be the biggest softie when she’s alone with you.

Her favourite types of kisses are kisses along your collarbone or neck. She loves leaving subtle love bites along your body. Not strong enough to be immediately noticeable, but still visible if you take a closer look at it.

She gets jealous pretty quickly, but you don’t mind. You try your best to reassure her that you’re only interested in her, even though you do enjoy joking about it when you realize that she is jealous.

“Z, are you actually jealous?”

“What? No!”

“So you wouldn’t mind if I-”

“Alright, alright, I am.”

It took her a few weeks to actually tell you that she loves you, because it was such a strange feeling for her love to genuinely be requited. You didn’t mind, since she showed her love in other ways.

You both dislike excessive public outings, so most of your dates are spent together in your room, talking and eating dinner, or just enjoying the time you have together.

Her kisses are always passionate and full of love, so as compensation, you love to give her small pecks to express your affection.

You like playing with her hair when she lies next to you. When you accidentally do it in public, she pretends not to notice, but you can tell that she secretly really enjoys it.

She’s not too fond of public displays of affection, since she wants to keep these things rather private. She doesn’t completely hate it, so holding your hand or simple kisses are welcome.

Zoya worries a lot about the fact that she’s going to outlive you by quite a while, but you’re always there to comfort her. It doesn’t always work, because you’re also scared of her having to spend the rest of her life without you, but it doesn’t keep you from telling her that everything’s going to be fine.

“Oh love, we have so much time to spend together still, you shouldn’t have to overthink this already.”

She likes to gift you jewellery that should subtly remind you of her. For your second year anniversary, she gifted you a stunning silver necklace with a lightning bolt pendant.

Even though she would never say it directly, she is in need of validation. You do your best to give her as much validation and reassurance as you can. (One might even say she has a praise kink.)

She’s very reliable and can keep secrets better than everyone. She never misses any meetings and remembers every date you have set.

Her clothes are your clothes. At first, she didn’t like that you were stealing her clothes since it made her daily task of outfit planning quite a lot harder. But once she realized that the clothes she would get back, would also smell like you, she seemed to be a lot less negative towards the idea.

“Y/N, do you have any idea where my black shirt is? Oh, well never mind.”

“Oh, sorry darling, should I take it off?”

“No! You're fin- It’s fine, really! Keep it.”

She is not too fond of her family - for obvious reasons - so she gets pretty emotional when your parents show her some love and parental affection.

Even though she rarely gets sick, when she actually does it’s pure misery. After finally admitting that she might be a little ill, it all goes down from there. She needs constant affection and attention, asking you to stay with her, no matter the time of day.

When you get hurt during a mission, she’s quick to blame herself, but even quicker to hunt down anyone who might’ve been at fault.

She does like to flirt with you - excessively. It doesn’t matter where you are, she always has some sort of flirty remark for you left.

She’s a very attentive lover - in life and in bed. Her main wish is to give you what you want and need, meaning that you have to remind her to let you take care of her once in a while.

You’re the only person she truly feels safe with. You’re the one she tells everything to, knowing that you would never judge her.

She absolutely loves calling you her girlfriend or partner, and can’t wait to call you her wife.

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