#scarletslippers

[bethanyactually]

George Fan + text posts (4/♥︎)

Happy belated birthday, @scarletslippers!

[secretsleuthexchange]

Happy holidays to the wonderful Allison/@scarletslippers/Scarlet Slippers! I hope you enjoy what I’ve created for you! Here are four recipes – two cocktail/mocktails & two baked goods – for you to enjoy. I was inspired some of your favorite characters, your fanfiction, and your namesake Nancy Drew book!   Read Scarlet Slippers’ fanfiction here I’ve also posted this thread over on my Twitter @luckypullover Love from Natalie/Nat/LuckyPullover

[midgelenny]

HELLO I got tumblr-influenced to watch midnight at the pera palace and I AM 👀👀👀👀

(I’m only two episodes in so I can’t freak out with anyone too much yet but just wanted you to know!!!)

THIS IS THE BEST NEWS OMGGGGGGGG so excited for you to experience ROMANCE and my man halit!!!

[tryalittlejoytomorrow]

Happy birthday, @scarletslippers !!! Here's a little, off the top of my hat snippet for you! Hope you enjoy 💜

"You're engaged?" Jesper's eyes widen almost comically, if it weren't for the fact that nothing about this whole situation is funny at all. "As in, to be married?"

Nina takes a long gulp from the drink Anika served her with a pitiful look. Kaelish whiskey, probably the finest money can buy - and Kaz can afford to buy the very best to lure tourists and partygoers and serious businessmen with extra coin to spare for a night to remember. This is her third, and this one's on the house - a sure tell that Kaz had somehow heard of the news before she announced it herself. "Yep," Nina shrugs as she puts her glass down with a loud click. "As in, to produce big, blond Fjerdan heirs because that's my purpose and my duty and my honor."

She almost chokes on the last word as she remembers Zoya reading the official proposal to her. As if a political alliance wasn't retrograde enough on its own, she's meant to be happy and grateful about being a good little housewife to some Fjerdan oaf who's probably never been with a girl who wasn't paid for it before. Because that's totally every princess's dream, right?

Save for the fact that Nina's a duchess, her point still stands - a fact that Zoya, her advisor, had not bothered rebuffing before allowing her one last night of fun with her unlikely friends in Ketterdam before they made the journey back to Ravka, where all the wedding preparations would start as soon as they crossed the Little Palace's doors.

"Is he cute?" Jesper asks. "Do you have any pictures?"

Inej almost stabs him with the blunt force of her elbow in his side; Jesper doubles over, and Nina can't help a chuckle. "That's hardly the point now, is it?" Inej scolds him.

"Right," Jesper nods his head a few times in apology. "But - I mean...that would help, right?" he still tries tentatively.

Inej only narrows her eyes at him, her gaze as dark as the bitter coffee of Kaz's eyes. For once, Nina almost wishes Kaz were here; his cold, callous comments would be so much better than Jesper's naive views on a betrothal that is, ultimately, nothing more than men shaking hands two decades ago and deciding her fate before she was old enough to understand what and who she was, as if her life was nothing but a deal.

The deal is the deal, as they said in Kerch, the capital of trade. And right now, Nina would trade anything to be anyone else.

She sighs and collects her phone from her purse. She flicks through her emails, finds the proposal - there had been a real emissary from Fjerda with an ancient roll of parchment, but there's an email too, because this is the twenty-first century despite the outdated practice - and slides her phone across the table. "There, you can have him if you like."

Jesper lets out a low whistle. Any other day, Nina would probably share his enthusiasm - if Matthias Helvar had popped on her Tinder instead of sending an emissary with a marriage proposal from His Grace, Duke Matthias of Halmhend, First of His Name.

Nina likes uniforms as much as the next girl - and even she has to admit that he looks delicious in his black and silver drüskelle uniform, his long blond hair pulled back in a ponytail, blue eyes as unforgiving as the ice surrounding his land. But she's not going to be happy about being married off to some man she's never met before just because he's hot.

She'd rather take that shameful secret to the grave.

Perhaps read more from this modern royals AU soon 👀

[perfectpurls]

I just got back from "the Nutcracker" and feel the need to write a drabble in which Ace plays Drosselmeyer to help Nancy solve a case. @scarletslippers I blame you for this turn of events

[earnmysong]

the terrific @jjskiaras hit me up this round! gracias, t! transferring to @hondagirll, @beth-is-rainpaint, @gabolange, @semperlitluv, @goddesspharo, or anyone else who would enjoy!

the more you know

favorite color | ballet pink

currently reading | article: my dude trey mancini got traded to texas | book:  finished ‘firestarter’ this afternoon | fic: @scarletslippers‘ adorable nancy/ace lanyard love fic ‘i remember the moment’

last song | 'don’t give up’ - peter gabriel ft. kate bush [a frequent repeat in my rotation]

last series | apparently, i watch ‘nancy drew’ now? so many more jump-scares than i was expecting! tiny nancy was in leann rimes’ hallmark movie, gil bobbsey was a giant NOPE for me, and the drewbies are quite the crew! 

last movie | the original ‘ghostbusters’, which i’d never seen and which popped up on hulu this morning

spicy/sweet/savory | sweet; cut to me currently eating green tea fruit snacks and kettle corn

currently working on | wrapping my brain around work restarting in two weeks; i haven’t written creative words in ages, but. my most recent nebulous ideas have been:

liz/max and the various locales ET enrique accompanies them to [post-series #1]; liz and max name their tiny human amy -- 🎶 amy hit the atmosphere 🎶 [post-series #2]

[flythesail]

WIP Guessing Game…..

I’m going to go with tears and cheek.

Because I’m feeling the pain.

Well... You asked for pain 👀.

Tears: There were tears on Carson’s face. He swallowed hard. “We just need to step back.”

And a second tears because I already gave the only cheek:

“Tell me— tell me how you feel.”

“I can’t do that.”

“Then tell me why you can’t.”

His hair was disheveled at the front, loose pieces framing his forehead. She brushed her hand through her own hair, blinking back tears. “Because you’ll die.”

Send me a word, if it's in my wip document I'll answer your ask with the sentence it appears in!

[destielbaited]

YOUR TAGS. I’M SCREAMING. 😭🥺😍🤣😩

Were you able to sufficiently recover after coffee? Do you need anything?

A blanket? …some sorbet?

d-did you say s-sorbet?

I'm fine, I'm ok, i totally didn't drank the whole pot of coffee or spend the day just thinking about nace and sorbet and - just give me a second - ooff i never thought i could be a victim of sorbet murder, i died happy tho, i just need to get pass the inicial ptsd so i can associate sorbet with happy things <3

on the other side of the coffin, Allison that fic, sweet mother of god is just, is the holy bible is my religion i will pray for the gods and leave sorbet as an offering so we get this as canon during season 4.