⁽ ᶜᴼᴿᴾˢᴱ ⁾ 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇 !

ˢʰᵉ   ʷᵃˢ     (  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐄𝐍  )     𝒐𝒇   ᵐᵒᵘʳⁿᶦⁿᵍ

[corpseralki]

CALL     ME     DEATH     !        A     PRIVATE      AND      SELECTIVE      WRITING      BLOG      FEATURING         NINA     ZENIK     FROM      THE      SIX      OF      CROWS      DUOLOGY.         A     STUDY     INTO     MISPLACED     DEVOTION,      THE     DECAY     AND     REBIRTH     OF     SELF,      AND     THE     GRIEF     THAT     SWALLOWS     WHOLE.       LARGELY    HEADCANON    BASED     WITH     PERSONAL     INTERPRETATIONS.         AS     BEGUILED     BY     MACY.         EST.    MARCH   2021.

CARRD.     MEMES.    

[neenawz]

if there’s a grishaverse version of crocs, nina would wear them and decorate them proudly

[corpseralki]

thinking about nina outliving most of her friends and having to foster a different, twisted relationship with death than she's used to and reliving the pain the same despite the years packing on

[helnikdaily]

1.08 / 2.03 / 2.08

[corpseralki]

overdue silly things for @sunspared

if she hadn't grown used to the thick scent of debauchery and, well, just about every ghastly smell under the lunar's watch, she would have just about passed out the moment she crossed the threshold. an elusive, obscure, and tantalizing gentlemen's club ... if not for its laughable existence to give validation for the scum of the barrel, she would find more amusement in it. it takes every bit strength mustered within her to not pick at the rat's fur resting upon her lips. every breath she made, every word shaped by her lips — it tickled. “ saints. ” she heaves under her breath, exasperated as she makes it through a group of men cackling about some saintsforsaken topic that the general public would find atrocious. the heartrender had done well in keeping wandering eyes off of the real infiltrator of the night : the wraith, who lurks in the shadows and crevices of unsuspecting patrons. from what she could recall, it had just hit the second bell and they were running out of time — nina could only stall for so long.

find the target and get out. that was the plan. only the target had yet to show up and it forced them to resort to other means of digging. and as she stands before the host barking up a shallow attempt of a conversation, she catches a glimpse of a newcomer and aggressively whips her head in their direction for inej. less than subtle, and even lesser than subtle was her makeshift mustache pathetically falling from her face and taking its sweet time as it floats through the air. viridescents widen as she meets inej's gaze and shouts, “ stadwatch ! ”

NINA + INEJ.

[corpseralki]

this is mostly crack but i think about nina having like a lil . skeleton friend <3 it’s not rlly a friend but she controls bones and just imagining it like moving around like an animated being is very entertaining and i can see her just doing it out of boredom or to scare others

[corpseralki]

kaz and nina’s relationship is so criminally underrated and i’m just glad s2 highlighted it bc this video is mf hilarious

[midsommars-deactivated20201109]

A Dinner Date With Barbara Palvin & Dylan Sprouse | British Vogue

[ohisms]

↪ 𝑾𝑯𝑨𝑻 𝑯𝑨𝑷𝑷𝑬𝑵𝑬𝑫 𝑻𝑶 𝑴𝑶𝑵𝑫𝑨𝒀 ? ( a collection of sentence starters from the 2017 film . adjust phrasing as necessary . )

i like it . did you write that ?

haven't i already told you that ?

tell me , [ name ] , what's your secret ?

you're looking fresh as a daisy .

are you okay ? you seem ...

i'm just tired . tomorrow's a big day .

that's very important , do you understand ?

why can't you just accept that this is your family ?

this isn't a family , it's a repressive regime .

you're driving us all crazy .

this is our life , it is what it is .

you're burning up . you running a fever ?

shut the fuck up .

all these years , i've been trying to figure out your angle .

you're not interested in anyone .

[ name ] . i'm onto you .

you can't just vanish .

is there a problem ?

there's obviously been a mistake , can you please tell me what i'm doing here ?

what a pleasure to meet you .

i know who you are .

i'm amazed you made it this far .

this is ... this is all a big mistake .

for your sake , i wish that were true .

is there another way ?

i can't believe this is happening .

we can't just sit here . we gotta do something !

i don't wanna die . i don't wanna die .

you're gonna be okay , i'm here .

i'm sorry . i'm so sorry .

you're supposed to be the believer .

i don't know what i believe . i don't know who i am .

they won't suffer .

sometimes , i think " to hell with it " . to hell with everybody .

do not underestimate [ name ] .

make this a priority .

we always work best as a team .

somebody wants us to disappear . the question is why .

this isn't a game , [ name ] . don't lose your head out there .

what's it gonna be ?

playing dumb doesn't suit you , [ name ] .

get the fuck out of there !

that's not an option .

i wanted to , uh ... try something new .

hold on , we've got a situation .

all your big talk , and you've ... never been with anyone ?

trust me , we're doing them a favor .

i'm scared , [ name ] . what are we gonna do ?

shhh , we're gonna get you out of here .

we failed miserably as a species on this planet .

anyone who's willing to sacrifice their own flesh and blood can never truly be trusted .

you sold us out . how could you ?

i thought you of all people would understand .

what do you know about family ?

i did everything i was told . i did everything right .

i didn't plan this . it got out of my control .

i was a total fuck - up .

if i could go back and change it all , i would .

promise me you won't let them take them .

stay with me , okay ?

[neenawz]

nina: oh saints, it’s dark? not to worry nina:  *i stomp and my light-up sketchers start flashing*

[neenawz]

if i don’t get the scene of kaz telling nina she has crumbs in her cleavage and them just hate flirting in s2 i will burn down netflix and myself

[corpseralki]

you're so powerful for this

are we gonna kiss rn is that whats happening

[corpseralki]

finally updated nina’s carrd after two years and yes there’s still minimal information there bc im incredibly lazy

[corpseralki]

it feels very accurate that if anything good were to come out of the series, it’s nina

[corpseralki]

「 ❦ 」 ANDROMEDA PRESNYAKOVA.   /    @appleyed​

🌿                                                    𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠  𝐭𝐨  𝐬𝐞𝐞  𝐡𝐞𝐫  light  up  again  –  anything  to  see  her  lips  curl  in  a  smile.      (    it  was  easier  when  they  were  children.    they  didn’t  know  any  different,    really,    too  young  to  remember  the  war  behind  them,    and  only  young  enough  to  see  a  bit  of  the  expanse  of  war  before  them.    their  eyes  were  eager  still,    and  their  color  untainted  by  the  exhaustion  of  fear  and  loss.    )      the  shock  of  it  nearly  takes  the  wind  out  of  her  —  nina  is  back,    nina  is  back,    thank  the  saints  —  but  the  impracticality  of  it  brings  andromeda  back.

          nina’s  joke  is  half  -  hearted,    but  the  effort  is  enough  to  thrill  her  elder.    even  an  attempt  is  a  relief.          “  i  think  a  good  visit  to  andromeda’s  apothecary  can  get  your  coat  shiny  and  new  again.  ”          nothing  healed  as  well  as  the  caring  hand  of  a  sister  taking  care  of  you  :    it  was  a  lesson  they  had  stumbled  upon  years  ago.    wounds  healed  faster  with  the  care  of  family.      (    she  hasn’t  had  the  luxury  of  family  in  a  long  time.    but  watching  little  nina  be  sent  off  with  botkin,    andromeda  understood  she  was  watching  her  family  depart  once  again.    )      her  hands  take  nina’s  face,    thumbs  swiping  over  her  cheeks  gently.          “  you’re  home  now.    i’m  so  glad  you’re  home  now.  ”    

she is back,   but is she really ?    this vessel feels hollow and rigid,   a husk of a being that was once lively and ferocious with might         —         she is a stranger in her own right,   a mindless puppet on a string only walking the parts she finds a semblance of familiarity.    SHE IS HALF A GIRL,   HALF THE EMBODIMENT OF DEATH AND DECAY,   AND ALL THE DARKNESS THAT FOLLOWS HER EVERY MOVE AS A SCORNED SHADOW.    and still,   in this blackened tunnel,   stands andromeda with this beacon of light that nina had still yet to fully understand in its entirety.    but she lives for it,   leans into its heat.    if only it could bring about the rotten edges of her soul that was now lost and withered.

“  it’s been a while since i’ve stepped foot in there,   as well.    i wonder what scents might embrace me this time.    or what might nearly burn my eyebrows off.  ”         either would be welcome,   she considers.    anything to mimic the simple delights they once took for granted.    she is an ice stone against warm hands,   and the snake of insecurity crawls up her spine         —         FORGIVE ME,   MY SKIN IS TATTERED AND FRAIL.    I RESEMBLE THE TEXTURE OF A WILTED FLOWER AND IF YOU MUST SHY AWAY,   I WILL TAKE NO OFFENSE.    and what is a home,   but this remains buried in her throat as she nods,          “  i’m glad you’re here.    let us go now,   hm ?    you can enlighten me on the new creations i’m sure you’ve concocted in my absence.  ” 

[corpseralki]

「 ❦ 」 MATTHIAS HELVAR.

❝   djel save us,   ❞   the prayer fumbles across his tongue as he’s sent crumpling toward the dash despite his seatbelt and excess bracing. matthias glares across the small space of the car as the pedestrians finally deem it safe enough to cross.   ❝   i think there might be a language barrier,   ❞   he mutters, righting himself and reaching for his phone,   ❝   i would not categorise the way my heart is racing as totally fine,   ❞   a pause,   ❝   nor the whiplash.   ❞   fingers stretch, released from their death grip, as he taps the screen to pull up the map — not that he needs one. these are, after all, his stomping grounds. but with the way he is… distracted… by nina at the wheel, it’s better safe than sorry, isn’t it?

eyes narrow as the map takes its time to update – shitty cell service be damned.   ❝   we need to take the third exit on the upcoming roundabout.   ❞   the i think dampens the air, though it remains unspoken,   ❝   and then it looks like it’s about another thirty minutes — we have plenty of time, if you feel at all inclined to slow down to a number closer to the speed limit.   ❞

it takes every bit of her not to accidentally release the pressure from the brakes,   sending the car just a smidge forward while the pedestrians crossed.    the girl was a heathen but not this much so.         “  i can speak your tongue and more,   you know this much.  ”         there’s a nonchalance in her choice of words,   purposefully teetering the border of provocative,   ever paired with the ghost of amusement in tone.         “  aw.  ”         she makes an effort to glance his way,   lips stretching with mischievousness,         “  i make your heart race ?  ”         she’ll be the death of him,   she knows it,   he knows it         —         said it once before,   and she holds it close to her like a prophecy    :    nina zenik,   the woman you are.

once the path was clear,   she resumed forward,   the endeavor far steadier than her earlier attempts.    namely because it was straight and without other signs nor distractions.         “  right.    third exit.    roundabout.  ”         pads of her fingers drum against the steering wheel,   posture relaxed as her attention skillfully drifts from the road to her willing passenger with ease.         “  only thirty minutes ?    that’s two hours in my eyes.    we don’t know what kind of traffic will occur.  ”         but ever so reluctantly,   she eases on the gas and allows the vehicle to take a smooth shift into the exit,   leaving nothing but the vast road ahead for the time being.         “  better ?    how many years did i shave off your lifespan,   hm ?  ” 

[weltenwellen]

Shaun David Hutchinson, We Are the Ants