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it is also really annoying because Nina is presented as really attractive and desirable  throughout the books when plus size people are far too often presented as ugly and something to be pitied because they don’t attract many if any romantic or sexual interests

when people draw Nina skinny, it really just shows how many people can’t fathom the idea of a proper size person being viewed as attractive 

It makes me genuinely sad when people draw our queen Nina Zenik skinny. We already have so little plussize representation and when we do, it's usually comedic relief. Not Nina. She's a character with depth, she's confident, she's not ashamed to love food, her friends are worried about her when she doesn't eat due to parem, they're happy for her when she finally starts eating again, she's a powerful character. AND PEOPLE DRAW HER SKINNY. Like...to every plussize art there are like 30 skinny arts. Please for the love of Saints, don't do this lol

ya like jan would literally get doctors to try experimental drugs on wylan and jan literally side that he used to beat wylan

Jan Van Eck writing letters to Wylan, knowing he can't read, must be one of the cruelest things a negligent parent could ever do. and by that I mean mocking your own child instead of trying to understand and help them. I'm sorry it just makes me really emotional, I think sometimes we focus more on the other characters and their past, but Wylan was not as privileged as it seems to be at the beginning

he would try to break into ADX Florence just because. he would also try to blow up the Tower of London.

If the Crows lived in our universe I just know Kaz would steal the Mona Lisa just to prove he could

Netflix must have thought "well we can't have one without the other"

I would have been fine with any of leigh bardugo's works to make a debut on screen but dang

Introducing myself

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Greetings from the woods! My name is Nika, I am a young italian person who goes by they/them pronouns! I love reading, writing, drinking tea, listening to music and occasionally make up fake scenarios in my head (normal administration, worry not!). For you, I am your friendly neighbour goblin who writes random stuff and that has lots of fun creating bots on character.ai!

[ fandoms i write/make bots for. ]

Game of thrones

House of the dragon

Hunger Games

Jūni Taisen: Zodiac War

Grishaverse

Transformers

TMNT 2007/2012/2014

Magi: the labyrinth of magic

Magi: the adventures of sinbad

the100

Death Note

My Hero Academia

Creepypasta

Chronicles of Narnia

Dangerous Fellows

more will come…

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The Crows as the 14 fear entities from TMA

Kaz: the Buried, the Slaughter, the Web

Inej: the Vast, the Dark

Jesper: the Spiral, the Eye

Wylan: the Desolation, the Stranger

Nina: the End, the Corruption, the Flesh

Matthias: the Hunt, the Lonely

So you know how in the show they say that Grisha need to touch their hands before they can use their powers right? And we alwalys see that, especially with the heartrenders.

But you know who never does that and can still use his power? Jesper. The boy who was never formally trained to use his powers.

Now my theory is that Grisha need to do a little ritual or movement to 'kickstart' their powers. And all the Grisha who get trained, learn this movement where they touch their hands. So they need to do this, which is why Nina can't do anything when she is a captive on the ship.

But Jesper taught himself, mostly. So he subconsciously came up with his own ritual, the gun twirling. We see him do that constantly. It is especially visible during his face off with Ivan. Before every shot, he twirls his guns on his fingers.

I have no idea where I am going with this, I just think it's interesting that they don't actually have touch their hands, their kickstarter could be whatever.

no mourners no funerals my ass im mourning the show and planning Netflix's funerals

my best girl the sun summoner 🫶☀️

2) Brekker boi

#2) Kaz

I'm starting a new thread abt the crow's insta stories.

First up, Matty<3

1# MATTHIAS

I'm starting a new thread abt the crow's insta stories.

First up, Matty<3

1# MATTHIAS

I feel called out

me and the girls manifesting shadow and bone season 3

Hope is the last thing you lose🥹

Hunger Games AU

I’m rewatching the Hunger Games, which means you all have to see as I throw yet another HG AU into the world. No, there are not enough already.

Kaz Brekker won his games at 13 years old. He’d volunteered for his brother, Jordie. Jordie had been 17, just about to age out of Reaping age. And yet, his name had been called when those papers were drawn from that stupid glass bowl. Kaz’s name had been in there 53 times, Jordie’s only 10. Despite being the runt of the litter, even in the Barrel District, Kaz had volunteered. And he’d won. He fought like a wild dog, with his nails and teeth. When they pulled him out and crowned him Victor, he’d thought at very least that he’d be going home to his brother. That all of it would have been worth it. He arrived back home to an empty house and an unmarked grave. He’d torn the house to pieces, leaving hardly more than its four walls intact. It had been home for a Victor, and Kaz hadn’t felt like he’d won much of anything. He became a mentor after that, and a good one too. But the Capitol never did quite trust him.

Inej Ghafa won her Games the following year. She was Kaz’s first tribute; although she had not technically been born in his District, her name had been reaped all the same. She had refused to fight, those first few days in the training center. Kaz hadn’t forced her. But he showed her what would happen to her if she chose not to fight. Recordings of the Games were kept for tributes to study, and he had not spared her any detail, had not allowed her to look away from the screen. She agreed to learn how to use a knife after that. She spent most of her Games hiding. Well, maybe that wasn’t the right word. She was not hiding, not out of fear, she was stalking. Tributes would fall with silver knives sticking from their throats, knives that had seemingly come from nowhere. She’d suffered at the hands of the Capitol after being crowned Victor. No one could deny the Capitol their darling.

Jesper Fahey was Kaz’s second tribute. A farm boy with a knack for shooting. There were no guns in the Games, that’d make it too easy, but he could shoot an arrow well enough. Kaz trained him hard, even harder than he’d trained Inej. Because while Inej could rely on her ability to disappear, Jesper was difficult to hide. The Capitol enjoyed his charismatic jokes, which helped Kaz get him enough sponsorships to win him the Games. The life of a Victor didn’t suit him and his father, but the gambling halls kept his mind off the memories.

Nina Zenik was the District One tribute during the following year, which happened to be a Quarter Quell. She was trained to kill since she was a child. They’d supressed her powers before letting her loose in the arena. It would be unfair to put a Grisha against Otkazat'sya. Not that she’d needed luck. A begrudging alliance formed between the careers, just like every other year. But this year was different. This year, the last two standing, regardless of district, would go home Victors. She’d taken a liking to Matthias Helvar, despite the fact that he seemed very keen on betraying her, and was determined to win with him by her side.

Matthias Helvar was the District Two tribute during the Quarter Quell. He’d been trained to leave no survivors, regardless of District. The Quarter Quell would allow two Victors, and he was determined to go home with the second District Two tribute. He didn’t know her, but she was Fjerdan, he didn’t need to know her. Allowing Nina to watch his back, he’d planned to betray her once the numbers had dwindled. He hadn’t calculated falling for the District One tribute. They were both crowned Victor, and became mentors in their respective Districts. Matthias avoided Nina as much as he could, the guilt of losing his district partner to save the life of a Grisha weighing heavily on his shoulders.

Wylan Van Eck was Capitol-born through and through. He had grown up oblivious to the struggles of the Districts. But when he had been deemed a disappointment by his father, he was forced into becoming a stylist for the Games. He worked with the tributes from the Barrel District. As a stylist, he was forced to watch the Games, watch the violence and brutality. He’d watch alongside Kaz as the tributes fell. If the Bastard of the Barrel was feeling particularly charitable, he’d tell Wylan when to close his eyes and avoid the worst of it. He wanted the Games gone, but with a Gamemaker as a father, he didn’t have much of a choice but to do what he was told, unless he wanted to end up in the arena too.

Am I the only one who thinks Kaz Brekker is like the boss baby??

@jccatstudios @she-posts-nerdy-stuff @bookworm-center @wraith--2

Some more Inej art I did.

Looks like crap but I like it so....

Hope you do too.

PAPA'S LITTLE PRINCESS

Hi!

In honour of one whole year of shadow and bone season two being released, I wrote a fanfic about Kaz and his daughter, Adjala.

And Adjala fell in love with Pekka Rollins' son Elijah and Kaz never accepted it so she eloped. And years later he finds her, as it was Inej's last wish, and Adjala's a medick with her clinic and her husband runs a bakery.

And Adjala has twins, Kazim and Nina

That's all the context y'all need to know

**************

As I sat beside Adjala on the porch, the weight of years of separation hung heavy in the air. She leaned into me, her presence a comforting reminder of the bond that had endured despite the passage of time. But as I felt her warmth beside me, a wave of overwhelming emotion threatened to engulf me, and I couldn't hold back the tears that welled in my eyes.

Adjala turned to me, concern etched in her features. "What's wrong, Papa?" she asked softly, her voice a soothing balm to the ache in my heart.

I pulled her closer, enveloping her in a tight embrace. "You're still Papa's little princess, right?" I whispered, the words catching in my throat as years of pent-up emotions threatened to spill over.

Adjala hugged me back, her touch a gentle reminder of the innocence of childhood that still lingered within her. "Always, Papa," she murmured, her voice filled with a love that transcended words.

As I held my daughter close, a flood of memories washed over me – memories of her laughter echoing through the halls of our home, of her tiny hand clasped in mine as we walked through the streets of Ketterdam, of the fierce determination in her eyes as she faced the challenges of the world.

But amidst the memories, there was a painful realization – that I had missed out on so much, that I had been absent during pivotal moments in her life, that I had let her down in ways that I could never fully make amends for.

Tears streamed down my cheeks as I buried my face in Adjala's hair, the scent of jasmine and home wrapping around me like a comforting embrace. "I'm sorry, Adjala," I whispered, the words choked with emotion. "I'm so sorry for everything."

Adjala's arms tightened around me, her touch a silent reassurance that forgiveness was within reach, that our bond was unbreakable despite the trials we had faced. "It's okay, Papa," she whispered, her voice a soothing melody in the darkness. "We're together now, and that's all that matters."

Adjala's words hung in the air, a surprising revelation that broke through the heaviness of our shared confession. She always did have a penchant to ease tension. "Elijah takes Nina on daddy-daughter dates. Like you would take me," she said, her voice tinged with a hint of amusement.

I couldn't help but choke on a laugh at the unexpected turn of conversation. "Remember our first daddy-daughter date?" I asked, a smile tugging at the corners of my lips as memories of that day flooded back.

Adjala laughed, a sound so pure and infectious that it lifted the weight from my shoulders, if only for a moment. "Of course I do," she replied, her eyes sparkling with fond remembrance.

I leaned back against the porch railing, a playful glint in my eyes as I began to describe that unforgettable day. "We went to the park, just the two of us," I said, my voice filled with nostalgia. "You were so small, holding onto my hand with all your might as we walked through the gates."

Adjala nodded, her smile widening at the memory. "And you pushed me on the swings," she added, her laughter tinkling like wind chimes in the breeze.

I chuckled, the image of her tiny form soaring through the air etched into my mind forever. "And then we had a picnic," I continued, painting a vivid picture of that sunny afternoon. "You insisted on feeding the ducks, even though you were more interested in eating the bread yourself. No wonder you were a chubby little thing."

Adjala's laughter rang out, a melody that warmed my heart and chased away the shadows of regret. "And then we went for ice cream," she said, her eyes dancing with mirth. "I got chocolate all over my face, and you pretended not to notice."

I nodded, a smile playing on my lips as I recalled the sight of her sticky fingers and chocolate-stained cheeks. "It was the best day," I said, my voice filled with a father's pride and affection.

Adjala's laughter filled the air, a sound so infectious that it was impossible not to join in. "I asked for more funnel cakes, and you asked 'how many?' And I said ten, and you got them for me," she exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she recounted the memory. "And we ate until I threw up."

I chuckled, the image of her tiny self covered in sprinkles and giggles etched into my mind. "Your mother was so mad," I said, shaking my head with mock solemnity.

Adjala laughed even harder, her laughter ringing out like music in the night. "She was!" she exclaimed, her voice filled with fondness and affection. "But you just laughed and said we could always get more ice cream."

I nodded, a smile playing on my lips as I recalled the sight of Inej's exasperated expression and my own inability to suppress a laugh at the chaos we had caused. "It was worth it," I replied, my voice tinged with nostalgia. "For that smile on your face."

Adjala grinned, her laughter fading into a soft smile that mirrored her mother's. "I love you, Papa," she said, her words a gentle reminder of the bond that bound us together, through laughter and tears, sprinkles and ice cream.

And as we sat there, basking in the warmth of shared memories and the love that flowed between us, I knew that no matter what life threw our way, we would always have each other, to laugh with, to cry with, and to cherish for all eternity.

****

Anyway should I write out Kaz's and Adjala's daddy daughter date?

Some fanart I drew, the lighting ain't good tho

Some Inej Ghafa fanart it did while I was on study break

The ink symbolises hurt and like this is her during the bathroom scene

And there's the Menagerie's tattoo on the back I thought this would be a nice touch

The ink on her feet is a throwback to Matthias' first chapters in six of crows where he describes inej as a ghostly demon with light feet.

And the smeared ink in the background is her Lynx spots and the ink on her hands is blood.

And the straps on her legs is where she keeps her knives but she doesn't have her knives

The blue necklace is the one from the show, for a nice touch

Hope y'all like it

This is so cute I AM SCREAMING 😍😍

kanej christmas 🌟🎄🎁

SHADOW AND BONE HAS BEEN CANCELLED 😭😭😭😭😭😭

I AM SO DEPRESSED NO ONE TALK TO ME

I HATE NETFLIX 😭😭😭😭

THIS HAPPENED TO EVERY GOOD SHOW

For example: Anne with an E

COME ON

WHAT DID THE CROWS EVER DO TO YOU 😭😭😭

THE FACT THAT THIS SHOW IS GONNA BE FORGOTTEN AND THAT THE GRISHAVERSE MAGIC IS GONNA BE REPLACED BY SOMEONE ELSE BREAKS MY HEART 💔💔

SAVE SHADOW AND BONE

SAVE THE FANDOM'S SANITY

NO MOURNERS, NO FUNERALS

**Me when Inej Ghafa made her first appearance in Six of Crows :^^^

inej: *laughs while looking pretty as always*

Kaz:

I poured my blood sweat and tears into another chapter of this.

Please read it I beg of you.

Anyways,, featuring three year old fat crybaby Kaz, may I present :;

This thing right here is the inspo for my six of crows Modern AU fanfic. Kaz is a theatre kid.

you can't look at this and tell me Kaz wouldn't be a theater kid

This had me rolling for ten minutes straight Lmao. Made my day <33

Crows as random google search suggestions part 3 (1 | 2)

It's the wriaths wifey on Ao3.

This is the stuff

ITS OUT!!!

the cover.... for my official SoC highschool Modern AU fanfic with the theatre kid Kaz! It's out and on Ao3 from tomorrow 🤧🤧

Should I publish it on Wattpad? Nah....

MODERN AU KAZZLE DAZZLE

Who else wants a emo theatre kid Kaz in a modern highschool AU, with a bad emo haircut, an obsession for sunglasses and dramatic gloves (gloves for trauma), UNO, cards, mirror selfies and takeout, and a crush on his Lil sister's bestfriend, star gymnast of Ketterdam High, Inej Ghafa and gets teased abt it by his annoying older brother Jordie.

Tag(s): @bookworm-center

Kanejjjj

came across this insanely kanej coded tweet

ADJALA BREKKER

POV : Ur so obsessed with the idea of Kaz Brekker having an adopted sister who is the only thread between his past and present that you wrote a whole ass fanfic and are now posting your first fanart of her on a platform for millions to see.

*In a soft smoll bby voice* : Her name is Adjala btw and she has thirteen knives...... and she simps for Inej secretly like her bro.... she ships kanej to......

• AND SHE'S A BAD B!TCH WHO BURNT DOWN EMERALD PALACE FOR HER BROTHER!!!!!

• ‘This city shows no remorse. Much like myself if I dare say.’

• LITERALLY MURDERED A TON OF GOONS FOR HER HUSBAND!!!!

• She likes to kneel down...... To Inej Ghafa

• Is the saint of the dead b!tches

@she-posts-nerdy-stuff , it's done. The Inej fanart is done.

‘Inej fell, twisting in the air the way she had as a child, searching for her wings.’

Inej Ghafa <33