#jurisander

[wiwiurikawa]

Rare ships are great. You have like only six fics and you eat that up. The most you can have in rare ships are 10 pages on ao3 and you are considering yourself happy. Occasionally you have 1 fanart.

[itsnotunfinisheditsmystyle]

Drawn for the April Mishmash event of the Darklina and Darkolai server, Week 1 : Rareships !

I'm confident this is the one and only Juris/Darkling fanart on earth.

I'm also confident I should not colour things. But we live and we learn. Why is Juris half naked? Idk he seems like the kind of guy who'd be half naked most of the time.

Enjoy the crack, and as always kudos to @storm-elf for even creating this ship in the first place.

Also yes Juris has Charlie Hunnam face, this was decided by the Darkolai server

[esssteee]

Fics Masterpost

GRISHAVERSE

PORTFOLIO M ― WIP, E, Aleksander/Nikolai, Book/TV series Modern AU.

Summer 1999. Promised freedom, change and exploration. The house to himself and the world finally his―and plenty of time to work on a brand new project―Nikolai finds himself suddenly burdened by the arrival of a complete stranger, invited to stay over for the estival session.

we are the wild youth chasing visions of our future ― WIP, E, Aleksander/Alina, Book/TV series post-S01 Canon AU.

What started in dreams and tethered connections could very well lead to something grander than anyone has ever imagined. Though the road ahead may be paved with good wishes and desires, no future can ever be secure on a journey fraught with doubt and shame. Or where one last attempt at communication reaches an ultimate promise and other unimaginable conclusions.

do not deny ― E, Aleksander/Juris, Book Pre-Canon, 13k.

Aleksander learns how good human contact can be. Juris just gorges himself like the dragon that he is.

fugue ― E, Fedyor/Nikolai, TV series Post-Canon, 4k.

Two wounded men, at the end of their rope, coming together for meshed moments of hurried peace and relief. A parallel, to both their peoples, after battle and war have already cost too high a price.

rage against the dying of the light ― T, Aleksander/Luda, TV series Pre-Canon, 3k.

One fateful encounter between two strangers, both fleeing the threat of widespreaded hate and violence. From this meeting will create a new path, a new future―and a ripple, unbeknownst to those at its heart, leading to the heresy which shall leave its indelible mark upon the world.

of monsters and men series ― E, Aleksander/Nikolai, Book/TV series Canon AU, 100k.

A series about what could have been if one Lantsov prince and one Darkling had developed a personal history before the canonical events of the Grishaverse storyline.

winding and unwinding ― E, Aleksander/Nikolai, Book/TV series Post-Canon AU, 10k.

A mistake brings unexpected consequences when Aleksander starts to suffer from strange side effects after a routine check-up on the Little Palace's latest experiments. Shenanigans (and a not so negligible amount of self-discovery) inevitably ensue. Too bad the first symptoms happen to befall him when he is right in the middle of a council meeting.

Me and the Devil ― E, Aleksander/Alina, Book/TV series Post-Canon, 5k.

Thirty years after the Border War and the Fold’s destruction, forgotten by all, Alina lives on. But on the dead hour of a winter night, the past remembers her.

underneath the skies we are still humans ― T, Aleksander/Alina, Book/TV series Post-Canon AU, 3k.

A short moment in time where Aleksander Morozova reflects on life and lets himself flow along its current, leading him beyond the golden fields.

Entering the Fold, Once Again ― T, Gen, Book Canon AU, 3k.

When it is time again for Alina to come home, there is one logical place for her to go. Despite its barren nature, the Fold may have more to offer than what the eyes can first perceive.

CASTLEVANIA

all i know of love is hunger ― E, Mizrak/Olrox, TV Series Canon, 10k.

Let’s do this again, somewhere more comfortable. And Mizrak can only obey, hounding the shadow that has befallen him, peeling one excuse after another until there is nothing left but the damning truth.

[darkolaism]

[wiwiurikawa]

I was reading alliance of enemies by storm_elf and....

aleksander- death

juris- war

elizabeth- famine

grigori- Conquest

Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse.

[esssteee]

E | One-Shot | 13k | Pre-Canon | The Darkling/Sankt Juris

Aleksander learns how good human contact can be. Juris just gorges himself like the dragon he is.

In spite of the spray misting with the thundering waves, in spite of the rolling mass of bottomless water underneath the manmade hull, the boy stays perched at the dragonhead, eyes free of apprehension and full of ambition, ever steady on the coastline drawing clearer with each passing hour. The fog has lifted with the early morning winds, and now a blue, frigid day reigns in splendour, the sun too far from the northern pole to provide any warmth. Breaths freeze over near the boy’s mouth, and Juris amuses himself by observing him. Not a classical beauty, not like those Kaelish men of leather and iron, shielded by armour and valour, that Juris grew up with when he was just a man himself. An impossible amount of lives ago. “Aren’t you scared, lad?” he asks―his tone not quite a murmur, but low enough for none at the oars to hear him. Black feathers, this raven figure has, and Juris does not want to see them ruffled by undue disparagement; let him keep his dreadful appearance without discrediting the fearlessness he radiates. Not even a glance his way, the mass of dark hair flying with the ravenous winds Juris has called forth. Only one curt, “No.” A prickly creature, and Juris can feel the smirk growing on his own face, shaping his mouth into a crooked slice. Because if the lad has eyes only for the sea, then Juris has eyes only for him.

― do not deny, a shadow and bone/jurisander fic