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PINNED POST! Hello and welcome to my sideblog here. I’m Megan (25+, she/her) and this is a sideblog to @silentwcrds for all my Grishaverse muses (save the Darkling, because he has his own space).

There are a few rules and a list of my muses for this blog, if you’d kindly check those out before interaction.

Other places you can find me:

@silentwcrds // multifandom multimuse (the main blog for this side one)

@foreverfallen // fandomless archangel lucifer

@xdarklingx // aleksander morozova / the darkling of grishaverse

@hybriidklaus // niklaus mikaelson of tvdverse

@firstofthefcllen // personal blog

Thank you, and I hope you enjoy your stay! :)

#& pinned post #ooc ;; shut up megan

// STILL IN THE MIDDLE OF SETTING IT UP, but...

I’m moving this (side)blog to a main blog. I should’ve realized that was needed, because I typically HATE writing on sideblogs. ALL drafts will get moved, unless something no longer strikes my interest (but I doubt it).

The url is the same -- @youaregrisha -- so feel free to follow me over there again. This will allow me to follow people more easily I wish to interact with.

#& psa

ripous:

Genya was certain Alina was just purposefully baiting her right about now. It seemed the other girl just liked trying to get under her skin. Sure her heart was now racing thanks to essentially being pinned by Alina. She clenched her jaw aggravated knowing her power didn’t work like that just yet. “Fuck you.” Refusing to indulge Alina at all even if being defiant only went so far. Trying her best to not even look at that gorgeous face. This was seriously bad and she was in so much trouble.

𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐀 𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐑𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐓 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐘𝐀’𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐄, and leaned even closer, so she could whisper, ❝ Why don’t you? ❞ right into her ears. The shadows covered the room now, the only little light this small area, small inches of space, between them. ❝ Or are you so angry at the world you’d prefer to be so defiant? ❞ She loved pushing the other woman’s buttons, digging into that psyche and under her skin. It thrilled Alina, like little else had in a long time. Court could be utterly tedious but with Genya, with that glimmer of hope for things to happen as they needed, she felt excitement in this life for the first time in years.

#ripous #muse ;; alina starkov

yearnalisms

so many men had tried to make her a queen. now she understood that she was meant for something more. for the living and the dead, she would make herself a reckoning. she would rise.

❧ insp

#image ;; alina starkov #[[ there'll be queue when you are done ]]

shadowandbonecentral

Is it true? Can you summon light?

#image ;; alina starkov #connection ;; the darkling #[[ there'll be queue when you are done ]]

brightflights

sol koroleva i’m the sun summoner it gets dark when i say it does

#image ;; alina starkov #[[ there'll be queue when you are done ]]

sabrinaacarpenters

shadow and bone appreciation week ↳ day three: favorite scene - What are waffles? I can’t wait to introduce you to my truest love.

#image ;; nina zenik #connection ;; matthias helvar #[[ there'll be queue when you are done ]]

He crossed his arms, trying not to flinch at the rage he felt coming off of her. "I would do it again, you know I would. I won't lie to you bit I did what I had to. I got them to pour all their power into those scepters. I had them wait and never hunt you or the children again. Hate me Tia but I did it to protect you." He sighed and his eyes softened. "I - I missed you everyday Nightshade, I doubt it means much but I missed you every day." //Abzu coming back after he is free??//

𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐈𝐌 𝐀𝐓 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓, anger coating her expression, her tone. Not even wanting to look at him, much less listen and talk to him, she hated how he was excusing his actions. How he'd left and thought she'd support it. Be alright with it. She should have known better than to trust him--

❝ And that is the point. You would do it again, and for what? Abandon me, our family, without a single word? Make me think you dead and gone? If you missed me, as you so claim, you have a very poor way of showing it. You are the one who left us-- ❞

How do you think that made me feel? The thought is silent in her head; she doesn't speak to him about it. And the held that anger within her very self like a spark that would grow into a flame.

#& asks #muse ;; baghra morozova #anendlesssaga

thewxnderer:

Like an animal the man would clench. Desperation. Turning to the past, seeking to be as great and creatively as his grandfather, when their backs were against a wall. He hadn’t bleed from an actual wound in a long time, but he had seen he effect of Merzost, how it blackened his blood, and spoke to how cold he felt inside. Always he felt cold, always on the outside, acting and living as a chilled emboldened proud leader served him well, for a time. He raised his face looking at his mother, some boyhood instinct to turn into her for affection as he stared down at the woman, “ The King is pathetic and his first born is just as foolish. We will see another war, on three fronts. East Ravka will secede. How smart and wise do you think I am? Using the fold will end the wars!”

𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐊𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐖𝐀𝐒, what the entire royal family were. But she also remembered the past intimately, in ways he seemed to have not. Or maybe that was just a judgment on hers. But Baghra nodded. ❝ Yes. He is. They all are, Aleksander. We know that, and everyone else here does too. ❞ But there had to be a way, outside the manipulation of that girl, outside the enlargement of the Fold-- She would not lose him to this, she couldn’t see him go too far to come back.

❝ It is not your duty to save the world. It is your duty to spare Grisha more persecution. What do you think will happen when you increase the Fold? Do you think the girl will stand by you? Do you think she’ll agree with the deaths that will come with it? ❞ If Baghra knew Alina, then she severely doubted it.

#thewxnderer #muse ;; baghra morozova #[[ there'll be queue when you are done ]]

ripous:

Genya just barely kept herself from letting out an annoyed growl upon seeing what looked like a smirk on Alina’s face. A part of her wondered if Alina was just that cocky or she was a bit too transparent around the other girl. While Alina moved closer she tried to step back only to find herself trapped into a corner. “I might not have my full power but I can make you hurt.” If her tone was a bit breathless that didn’t prove anything at all.

𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐀 𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐑𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐘𝐀’𝐒 ‘𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐏𝐄’ 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐃. She didn’t think the other woman really wanted to run, and her biting tone held a hint of breathless air to it, if Alina picked up on it correctly. Her body nearly mere inches away from Genya, she brought her hands up to either side of the other woman’s body, pinning her there with little to no escape. ❝ Try it. ❞ She was daring the other, yes. Daring her to summon the sun. Shadows crept more along the walls, getting closer... closer... ❝ Try to make me... hurt, Genya Safin. ❞

#ripous #muse ;; alina starkov #// darkling!alina #[[ there'll be queue when you are done ]]

thewxnderer:

Such a jealous man. The years had been kind to Mal, he grew stronger, prettier, taller, he had taken to liking to the the attention of women, he had hurt Alina when looking back assumed felt that same harboring love born of their attachment to each other. er absence made him feel unsteady and he would and did everything to get back to her.

Now he was fretting over his emotions his concerns that maybe they would be unreachable to connect and otherwise find some solace like they did, back at the Meadow. “ I’ll never be anywhere but by your side again. I will protect you Alina —– give my life if I had too,”

He would become her blade.

--

𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐀 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐓 𝐇𝐈𝐌. Really looked at him. Like she was seeing him again, after so long, and despite their travels together, it was like she was righted again. Like everything that had gone topsy turvy upside down in her life since discovering her power was back like it was supposed to be now.

❝ I don’t want you to give your life for me, Mal, ❞ she said, words soft as her gaze remained hyperfixed on him. ❝ I want us to be together, like we’re supposed to be. I can’t-- I don’t want to lose you. ❞ She had thought she’d lost him one too many times in the past months.

She didn’t want to deal with that again.

#thewxnderer #muse ;; alina starkov #[[ there'll be queue when you are done ]]

thewxnderer:

Thump. his heart struck against his chest. It was nothing normal in terms of biology but, the man imposed a lot of views of himself. His heart was functioning but it didn’t rule his emotions a practice delved out over centuries. and then he met the sun summoner, then she kept his heart thumping and thoughts confused.

Desire. Affection. Hope. Love. Together. They were not alone. He would lose that composed and unemotional face slip so his feelings were present. It pained him to know how long he’d been alone and yet h was starting something with her, utterly unintentional. He gripped her returning touch and whispered back, “ I felt the same.:

She was close, “ Alina, can we kiss?”

--

𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃. Her heart pounded in her chest; it didn’t seem real, and yet, here they both were, as if the fates of the world had brought them together in ways neither had foreseen. Alina could feel his touch as if it turned her body on fire, her skin heated as his fingers held her hand. She could almost taste his breath, they were so close, and Alina barely gave a nod before she leaned closer... closer...

❝ Yes, ❞ she said, but the word, barely spoken, left her mouth mere seconds before her lips connected with his. It was slow, soft. Like a part of her was afraid he might turn away, pull back. She’d be crushed if he did, because every bone in her body, every nerve in her, was on fire. On a desire for him.

#thewxnderer #muse ;; alina starkov #[[ there'll be queue when you are done ]]

tag dump 3/?

#starters ;; write with me #headcanon & about ;; baghra morozova #image ;; baghra morozova #muse ;; baghra morozova #starter call ;; hit the heart