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indie, descriptive & wavering activity blog for wylan van eck, based on six of crows, crooked kingdom & the shadow and bone netflix series, mostly headcanon based portrayed by dylan, twenty - one ( 18+ only ) he/they/she

disclaimer: i roleplay wylan as trans [ftm] with he/they pronouns!

【 𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓 & 𝐏𝐒𝐃 𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓 & 𝐈𝐂𝐎𝐍 𝐁𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓 & + 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒 & 𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒 】

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starter for @korolnichevoya

ever since the king of ravka had set his eyes on wylan, they’d felt strange. not so much in an intimidated way but they always felt like the man was watching them or grinning at them, smirking. they never knew why or what they’d done to catch his attention so much but the feeling of warmth nestled into his chest became stronger and stronger as each day passed, almost like a growing plant over his heart and he didn’t quite know how to feel about that happening. 

they’d been given their own lab, their own little hub to work in while they were in ravka and while they’d told nikolai that a small room would do wonders, the king refused to listen to it and seemed content in giving wylan the biggest room the kerch born merchling had ever seen in their entire life. 

the walls were made of stone but covered in white paint, golden trims outlined each corner of the room and elegant designs on the ceiling that felt all too much but wylan supposed rich people didn’t really have much else to do with their time than make things look pretty with their mountains of money. while they never got to enjoy the money their father made, they definitely saw how he spent it and they could never understand why he couldn’t help those that stood below him in the working class. though, jan van eck wasn’t really known for his kindness. 

wylan was snapped out of their thoughts when the demon himself walked into the room and made wylan jump slightly at the door opening. they stood straight as the king walzted in, the usual fashion that wylan had very much so grown used to during his time at the palace.

“your high- majes- nikolai.”

[korolnichevoya]

HE COULDN'T help it , really . and he doesn't know how he could be expected to . wylan is a genius . if david made art with materials , then wylan's paint and canvas were his chemicals ( a sneaking suspicion still that the other might still be an alkemi , but that is neither here nor there ) . so how , nikolai wonders , with wylan there , a delight with their genius and their bright eyes and tousled hair and eager chatter - - - how was he supposed to simply ignore that ? to pretend he did not find interest there ? to pretend there wasn't just the faintest edge of enamored .

when nikolai walks in to the new lab , his nose wrinkles a little . not because of the acrid smell of chemicals , though that's a small part of it , more to do with the jarring WHITE of the walls . there were plenty of rooms to spare , and when wylan mentioned needing a lab , nikolai had gladly offered this one . but saints , the white .

❝ saints , it's awful in here , ❞ he comments as he makes his way over to wylan's main work table . ❝ if i'd known it was going to be blinding in here , i'd have painted it before you moved in . ❞ he turns his attention to wylan, then smiles , bright and edging on dazzling . ❝ wylan , ❞ he greets back . ❝ busy ? ❞

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wylan quickly pushed multiple dirtied rags into an empty drawer and looked around at the mess of the table, pages filled with scribbled music notes written all over them and multiple bottles filled with different coloured potions. it looked like pure carnage in the room and if wylan were honest, it was. he didn’t even know what he was doing, he felt so out of place in this huge room, that was all his. his head tilted to the side as nikolai spoke and wylan just smiled nervously. 

“it’s fine. i’m probably going to spill something at some point, i wouldn’t put much effort.”

the second part of the sentence went blank in wylan’s head and they blinked, their mouth opening and closing again as if to try scrape together some kind of response. at first, it was just a mumbled bunch of words that was incoherent to even wylan themselves. his brain was going a million miles a minute. why was nikolai coming to visit him? had he done something? had someone said something? maybe nikolai had changed his mind, maybe he was coming to kick him out and make him go back, maybe-

“no. i’m not busy.” he cleared his throat to stop his own mental rambles. his eyes were wide, almost owlish. he wanted to ask the king why he was there without seemingly like he wanted him to get out. he wrung his hands together slightly, shaking them every once in a while as he watched the king move about the room. wylan didn’t know why the king was there however he still enjoyed not being completely alone in the large room, even if he was a nervous wreck about it.

[trinitros]

indie, descriptive & wavering activity blog for wylan van eck, based on six of crows, crooked kingdom & the shadow and bone netflix series, mostly headcanon based portrayed by dylan, twenty - one ( 18+ only ) he/him

disclaimer: i roleplay wylan as trans [ftm] with he/they pronouns!

【 𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓 & 𝐏𝐒𝐃 𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓 & 𝐈𝐂𝐎𝐍 𝐁𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓 & + 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒 & 𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒 】

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hi

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hi

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"you're doing a good job, you know."

wylan van eck, more commonly known as chemic while having the mask on, stuttered for a moment at the words of the person standing beside him. he'd been on patrol with the vigilante known as rapacity for quite some time and while they'd never been close or anything, he tended to trust what they had to say.

his cheeks warmed against his will, he's lucky he was wearing a mask or else the bright red against his pale cheeks would stand out more than he'd like.

"thank you. . . you too."

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[ wrap ] — sender wraps their arm around receiver’s waist to pull them close

they jumped at the arms wrapped around their waist and turned their head, seeing jesper there. a small smile and affectionate eyeroll later, their hand held onto jesper's in a gentle grip.

"you scared me, love."

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❝ you’re so cute when you blush. ❞

he froze for a moment and blinked, taking in what had just been said to him. he felt the heat in his cheeks rise as he struggled to move his hands fast enough to cover his cheeks.

"shut up, jes."

[noahsresources]

softer shippy prompts.

soft & simple quotes for all your shippy needs! a lot of these can work as platonic prompts if that’s preferred. feel free to change pronouns, descriptors, and context when needed. combine prompts too if desired ♡

WORDS.

❝ you’re so cute when you blush. ❞ ❝ your hair is so soft … ❞ ❝ you smell really good … ❞ ❝ how is your skin so soft? ❞ ❝ your laugh makes me melt.  it’s super cute. ❞ ❝ god, you are so CUTE, it’s not fair!!! ❞ ❝ i bet you’d look really cute/pretty/handsome in a dress/gown/suit and tie/tuxedo/(article of clothing). ❞ ❝ you’re all i’ll ever need. ❞ ❝ you have such pretty eyes. ❞ ❝ you always know exactly how to make me laugh … ❞ ❝ your dimples are absolutely adorable. ❞ ❝ are those freckles on your cheeks that i see? ❞ ❝ i guess all the love songs i’ve ever sang were about you. ❞ ❝ is it weird that i’ve daydreamed about our wedding? ❞ ❝ the word ‘love’ can’t even scratch the surface of what i feel for you. ❞ ❝ you’re my person.  you’re beyond special to me. ❞ ❝ there are seven billion people on this planet, yet you’re the only one for me. ❞ ❝ there’s no touch that feels like yours. ❞ ❝ every morning i want to wake up hearing your voice, seeing your smile. ❞ ❝ you taught me what love is … and what it means. ❞ ❝ being wrapped in your arms is a truly special feeling. ❞ ❝ the sound of your voice is like heaven to me. ❞ ❝ i truly can’t control my heart when i’m around you. ❞ ❝ just stay here with me … by my side. ❞ ❝ promise you’ll always be here for me … ? ❞ ❝ i love you.  more than anything. ❞

ACTIONS.

send +↻ for the reverse!

[ sing ] — sender sings a love song to receiver [ bath ] — sender draws a bath for receiver [ cry ] — sender lets receiver cry on their shoulder [ tear ] — sender wipes receiver’s tears [ cuddle ] — sender cuddles up to receiver as they’re just waking up [ art ] — sender sketches a picture of receiver [ snap ] — sender snaps a picture of receiver when they’re not looking [ kiss ] — sender kisses along a stretch of receiver’s skin [ clothe ] — sender helps receiver remove an article of their clothing [ embrace ] — sender jumps into receiver’s arms [ carry ] — sender carries receiver to bed [ lift ] — sender playfully picks up receiver from around their waist [ pin ] — sender pins receiver underneath them [ massage ] — sender gently massages receiver [ sit ] — sender sits on receiver’s lap [ lean ] — sender leans against receiver’s shoulder [ scar ] — sender shows receiver one of their scars [ wrap ] — sender wraps their arm around receiver’s waist to pull them close [ pillow ] — sender uses receiver’s lap as a pillow [ goodnight ] — sender kisses receiver goodnight [ hold ] — our muses lace their fingers together [ dance ] — our muses slow dance together [ candle ] — our muses cuddle in a dimly candlelit room [ tub ] — our muses share a hot tub together [ nuzzle ] — our muses touch noses [ laugh ] — our muses laugh together [ bed ] — our muses share a bed

[mcflymemes]

PROMPTS FOR THE 5 LOVE LANGUAGES *  adjust as necessary, send 'reverse' for the reversal of action prompts

WORDS OF AFFIRMATION

i'm very grateful for you.

you're very important to me.

you make me want to be a better person.

you're doing a good job, you know.

i can tell you're trying your hardest.

you constantly impress me.

what's going on? tell me everything.

i'm here to listen to you.

i love you so much.

you know you matter to me, right?

i don't know what i'd do without you.

you were right about everything.

if it matters to you, it matters to me.

i believe in you.

PHYSICAL TOUCH

[ caress ] sender soothes a nervous receiver by stroking their hands up and down receiver's arms

[ absentminded ] sender casually takes receiver's hand in public, laces their fingers, and doesn't let go

[ shoulder ] sender listens to receiver speak and sets a hand on their shoulder while doing so, offering comfort

[ behind ] sender comes up to receiver from behind and wraps their arms around them, hugging them close

[ smack ] sender gives receiver's butt an affectionate smack as they walk past them

[ dinner ] at dinner, sender reaches across the table and takes receiver's hand

[ check ] sender reaches out to touch receiver, expressing concern for them

[ cuddle ] sender and receiver snuggle

RECEIVING GIFTS

i saw this yesterday, and i had to get it for you.

this reminded me of you.

you said you didn't have one... so i figured i'd get it for you.

i hope you like it. i picked it out just for you.

i loved making this for you.

i know you had a rough week, so i hope this makes you feel better.

it's all for you!

[ birthday ] sender brings receiver a present on their birthday

[ just because ] sender surprises receiver with a gift

[ grateful ] sender gets a present from receiver and expresses their utmost gratitude

[ flowers ] sender brings receiver a bouquet of their favorite flowers

[ candy ] sender gifts receiver with their favorite candy

QUALITY TIME

i'm not going anywhere. i want to stay here with you.

why don't we spend some time together?

i'd rather be alone with you.

let's plan a vacation.

feel like taking a walk? the weather's nice.

i just want to be with you.

this weekend is all about us.

can we plan for some alone time?

[ walk ] sender and receiver go for a comfortable evening stroll

[ bake ] sender and receiver bake something together

[ decorate ] sender and receiver attend a painting class together

[ relax ] sender and receiver relax on the beach

[ craft ] sender helps receiver with a project they've been working on

ACTS OF SERVICE

let me get that for you.

i'll take care of it! i've got it!

you go and sit down. i've got this covered.

i've planned our entire trip. you don't have to lift a finger.

everything's all taken care of!

sit back down! i'll clean up!

i know it was stressing you out. that's why i took care of it.

i'll help you with that.

i watered your plants.

[ breakfast ] sender brings receiver breakfast in bed

[ blanket ] sender notices receiver is cold, so they bring them a blanket and drape it over their shoulders

[ jacket ] sender offers receiver their coat

[ soup ] knowing receiver is sick, sender brings them a bowl of hot soup

[ coffee ] sender brings receiver their favorite coffee order

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Happy pride month everyone! 🏳️‍⚧️

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wylan took a deep breath and finished putting away the chemicals that inej had brought forward for him. they tutted their tongue and looked into the supplies they currently had, humming a quite tune under their breath as they went. he didn’t know if he had all the materials, he might need more of somethings. it was a very specific chemical compound she was looking for afterall.

though, he knew that inej would hardly want the worst option he had going, this was inej. she probably only needed seconds but it seemed nice to give her options, perhaps even kaz would need it some time in the future for whatever sorry soul had crossed him, or attempted to do so. though, wylan couldn’t help the brush of concern that went through his body when inej mentioned people on the roofs.

“layers of smoke wouldn’t work, chemical smoke looks different than smoke from fires, they’d know it was different. you’re better off just blinding them. i’ll need more sulfuric acid for that so if you know where to get some without alerting kaz.”

they were so entranced in their head trying to come up with ideas on how to help inej that they hadn’t realized they’d rambled slightly until they looked back up at inej.

“temporarily, of course. just for a few hours.”

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“an explosion would show you off too much, give off where you are even to people you’re not trying to get.”

they mumbled softly under their breath in consideration of her words but still, hummed to signify an explosion would cause an opposite effect of what she wanted. they moved more chemicals around to fit in where they’d placed them home and turned to her finally with a small sigh of satisfaction. now that their stocks had been filled, they now had more time to explore and practice on bombs kaz had been asking them to make.

“i’ll come but i can’t say i’ll be any good if we come into trouble other than a few nail bombs i’ve been experimenting with.”

he ran a finger through his hair and then patted down his clothes as if to take off invisible dirt. he grabbed a coat that had been haphazardly thrown onto a nearby chair and put it on, staring at inej with nervous eyes but there was almost excitement there as well, like he couldn’t wait to cause some kind of trouble. he needed to stop spending time with kaz.

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𝗽𝗹𝗼𝘁𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗹

like this post if you are interested in plotting

i wil plot familial, romantic, platonic, aus & crossovers

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wylan had spent the past few hours of the late evening and night pacing around their shared living room, worry taunting them at every turn they made as if they couldn’t escape the overwhelming thoughts that something had happened and jesper was never going to walk through those doors again. that they’d be alone again in that big house that they had come to love as much as they did because jesper was in it, he made it home when nothing else could and wylan was forever grateful for such a thing.

he heard the front door open and his feet moved before his thoughts could, if it was such bad news that jesper would dead, it would’ve been a knock and kaz never entered the from door, he preferred to scare the two crows by coming in the back and sneaking up on them with whatever plan he had schemed in his head that day. 

“jesper?”

once they’d gotten into the hallway, however, any relief that had sunken into their body by sheer dumb hope was shot down and they furrowed their brows. there jesper stood, in the doorway, looking like he was about to fall any moment and wylan didn’t quite know how to process it. he scrambled forward, almost falling over his own feet trying to get to the door as fast as he could. his arms wrapped around jesper while trying to keep him upwright as he yelled down the hallway, hoping some of the servants were still awake to hear him and come quickly. wylan thought himself a little strong but not strong enough to trudge jesper towards a comfortable place. 

“ghezen’s hand, jesper, what have you done to yourself?”

[thegamblesofketterdam]

Jesper stood and stopped, leaning one hand against the stone wall of the rediculously big mansion he now called home. Wylan came bounding around the corner into the entryway, his hair tousled nealry effortlessly. He radiated nerves, and worry, but kindness and love. The sharpshooter pulled his eyebrows together.

"How can you be so beautiful when running out of your lab like you thought I wouldn't come back. I mean I do have a great face but you. You should really mess up your hair like that more often."

There was a beat where they regarded each other, Wylan seemingly in shock, Jesper with what he believed was a dashing smile on his face. He wanted to take a step forward, but sharp pain shot through his side and he staggered forward, knee's buckling. Wylan was there to catch him, a large arm wrapped around the smaller crows shoulder, barely hanging on. He managed a few steps, then he went down, his weight baring down on his legs and on Wylan.

"Didn't do much. It's nothing, really, just a scratch. Don't worry your pretty head about it." His voice was rough, sucking in air through his teeth. There was clattering in the hall, as a maid and the cook scrambled into the entrance hall, after hearing Wylan's shout for help.

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“don’t worry?”

their voice was high pitched as they held jesper up, tears prickling a the corners of their eyes. ghezen’s hand, leave it to jesper to make wylan go from worried to extremely stressed out within seconds. they didn’t even know how jesper had gotten themselves into that situation, how it always seemed to happen right after they’d warned jesper to be safe and then when he’d promised to be safe, it was like those words were poison themselves.

they turned towards the servants that had scrambled around the corner, they grasped jesper tightly and tried their best to drag him into the nearby room, plopping him down onto the couch they’d managed to find in their panic. they were shaking, their breathing ragged as they tried to get a grasp on themselves. get a grip. a little voice in their head spoke as they panicked, servants came pouring into the room with cloths, water and other medical stuff that wylan knew little to nothing about. 

“we need to get a medik, go find someone, please.”

their voice was flooded with desperation, as if it was the only language they knew. the servant they asked nodded frantically and ran from the room as they turned their focus back to jesper, lifting his shirt in order to get to the bleeding wound.

“do you even remember how you got that?”

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wylan just blinked in response to what jesper had said, as if it was a completely normal thing to be awake at three o’clock in the morning, making ramen noodles as though it was early evening or lunch. they strugged at jesper’s question, their eyes floated up and down to take in what jesper was wearing, almost as if they hadn’t even realized what she had on until they looked.

“almost half three, isn’t it? something like that.”

they turned back to their ramen and stirred the boiling water gently, turning down the heat before going to sit a the small table in the corner of their shared kitchen. wylan’s sleep schedule was. . . chaotic, to say the least. they couldn’t remember a time after they’d left their fatehr’s house that they had a ‘normal’ sleep schedule, they could only just assume that they were a night owl and found that waking up during the afternoon suited them far better than the morning. 

he stretched his arms above his head and let out a soft noise when the bones popped in his back and arms. he had no idea how long he’d exactly been sitting at the kitchen table before he’d put the ramen on, before jesper had strolled through the front door at odd times like they usually did. it was their routine and wylan was more than content with it. 

he placed his head in his palms while he left a video running on his phone over and over by accident, the soft noise of it coming through his earphones. if you were to ask what the video was, he could vaguely say it had a dog in it but he was distracted, something jesper seemed to be good at causing. 

“do you want some, though? i can add extra stuff to it but you’ll have to tell me now for them all to be done together.”

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ㅤㅤ" something like that. here i thought you'd be nicely tucked into bed or something similar. " actually, he didn't have the faintest idea about wylan's sleep schedule. it could've been strict, it could've been all over the place - jesper didn't know. but he never found them around their shared apartment after the stroke of midnight, so he just assumed that wylan climbed into bed. they seemed to be in their room by that time, so jesper assumed. unless wylan was sneaking out to parties and she had no idea.

ㅤㅤthat was an entertaining thought, at least. jesper fished out her keys and phone, tossing them both onto the table. the jacket came off next, and they dropped it onto the back of one of their chairs. she spared a look over at wylan's phone, catching the briefest flash of light and motion across it - looked like they were watching something before she came in.

ㅤㅤ" sure, put some in there for me. thanks. " she ended up hopping on the table ledge, stretching out her long legs in front of her and watching wylan close to the stove. " what're you doing up at this hour? "

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they said nothing as they began to boil two eggs in a pot, slicing some green onion on the side. they’d usually have their snacks and drinks in their room with them. it just so happened that night they’d gotten a craving from ramen that needed to be quenched immediately, whether that sounded dramatic was up to interpretation.

“usually i’m awake now anyway, i just don’t leave my room after midnight but i got hungry.”

they smiled at her from their spot at the counter. ever since jesper had moved in, wylan had made a conscious effort to hide into their room past midnight, not because they were scared of jesper or anything, it was just how they were. practically conditioned into them from when they lived with their father. most of those habits had been kicked but that one liked to stay behind.

they stirred the ramen in the pot and hummed, did they want a lot of broth or a little? did jesper want a lot of broth? they pouted their lips and turned towards the person in question.

“you want a lot of broth or a little? i’m fine either way but the water’ll need to be emptied out soon or else the ramen’ll go soggy.”

it felt mundane, domestic to be cooking and have jesper sit there and waiting for it. it felt odd. wylan had spent so much of their time alone in their little apartment and even though it had been months since jesper had moved in, it still felt weird that they weren’t completely alone anymore. they had someone, they had people. some fucked up form of a family that was barely even that but it fit for them and it made wylan’s head spin. they belonged, finally. 

they’d been staring off into space for so long that they hadn’t realized the eggs were beginning to boil over and they cursed under their breath as they scrambled to take the eggs off the burner and turned it down in heat.

“guess i’m dead lucky you can’t burn boiled eggs.”

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y'all ever wanna rp comic accurate characters but you've never picked up a comic in ur life