Nina, Jesper, Wylan: *still singing Christmas songs*
Kaz: they’ve been singing for a month straight
Inej: only 25 days to go
Jesper: LETS NOT FORGET THE 12 DAYS OF CHRISTMASSS
Nina, Jesper, Wylan: *still singing Christmas songs*
Kaz: they’ve been singing for a month straight
Inej: only 25 days to go
Jesper: LETS NOT FORGET THE 12 DAYS OF CHRISTMASSS
Nina: is this recording? Okay.
Nina: So on my Instagram I asked some of you to leave questions for me to answer, and now I’m finally answering them!!!
Nina: alright lets begin. So jellos25362 asked ‘what is your morning routine?’. Hmmmm
Nina: alright so I wake up around 7 in the morning, I love early mornings by the way- all refreshed and all. Skies really really beautiful then and it’s really quiet!
Nina: I then do stretches for about 30 minutes to really wake up because, well sometimes you may be physically awake but mentally asleep.
Nina: I take about an hour to get ready. That is, a nice hot shower and afterwards my ✨skincare routine✨. Matthias always gets mad at me for being too long in the bathroom. Like sir, AND I KNOW YOU’RE WATCHING THIS, ✨beauty is not easy✨ and then proceeding to makeup
Nina: once I have a suitable outfit on and I look gorgeous, I eat waffles of course! If you don’t already know, waffles and I are true soulmates
Nina: that’s pretty much it yeah, Alright next question!
A day later
Matthias: *watching Nina’s video*
Nina: OOHH SOMEONE COMMENTED
comments: matthiashelvar: don’t you wake up around noon? then proceed to lay down on the couch?
Nina: go to hell Helvar *deletes comment*
Nina: MATTHIAS. IT IS CALLED BEING PRESENTABLE. SAINTS.
Matthias: YOU ARE IMPOSSIBLE TO WAKE UP. ITS LIKE TRYING TO-
Nina: I KNOW. “WAKE A DEAD BODY” YEAH YEAH WHATEVER
Updated with chapter 7!
- He would pay a buisness class seat for everyone.
- Hiss at the flight attendant who proposes him the priority boarding for disabled people
- He sits on the aisle side so he can strech his leg
- Deep down, he is terrified of flying but he'd rather die thand admit it.
- He knows all the statistics about plane crashes and calculates the risks for their plane to crash.
- spend most of the flight staring at Inej who's sittitng next to him
- He wants to murder Nina and Jesper
- She would be very excited about the fact of travelling in the air.
- Sits next to the window and looks in total awe at the view
- Whenever the plan flights over land, she would play to guess which city, lake or mountain she can see
- Has to prevent Kaz from mudering the children who cry
- Looks at Kaz when he finally falls asleep and takes a picture of him
- Overall, she would be very enthusiast and curious and she asks the flight attendants a lot of things their job and the coutries they visited.
- He would totally be the type of person who prays during take off, landing and at the slightest turbulence
- He once read a book about a plane crash so he is worried about flying but eventually relaxes a little bit after Kaz shows him the stats he just calculated.
- after a few hours, he would even enjoy looking at the cloud sea and he find it meditative
- would wear ears defenders because he can't stand the noise of the engine and nina snores so loud
- He spends the time reading some Russian classic
- He is relived when they finally land safely and on time
- She would eat all the time
- Sleeps when she doesn't eat. She has the whole kit of light mask, earplugs and neck pillow in soft pink wiht unicorns
- she snores so loudly Kaz wants to kill her (and Matthias is half deaf after that)
- laughts hysterically when there are turbulences
- squees in awe at the sunset and the clouds
- She starts watching a movie but ends up asleep on Matthias' shoulder
- Even before boarding he would have spent an insane amount of money at the shopping area of the airport
- He would watch so many movies but still manages to get bored
- plays gameboy
- chats with the kid on the seat behind his
- He goes to the toilet when he's bored (understand : way too often)
- He would drive the fligt attendants insane by asking the weirdest things he can think of
- Loves turbulences because it's like a roller coaster
- He is the quietest one in the group
- He spends the time listening to classical music and audiobooks
- The long hours of flight are the perfect occasion to learn knitting
- Uses the knitting needles to threaten Jesper when he's too loud
- When the plane lands he has already knitted matching scaves for Jesper and him
- He draws the clouds and the wiew from the window
Alina kept her mouth shut until he started on the fourth pie, a lemon-elderflower chiffon with meringue.
“Now you’re just showing off, Aleksander,” she called over from the kitchen table where she sat in front of her sticker-emblazoned laptop, about fifty gajillion tabs open while she tried to get her end of quarter grades uploaded; the other three pies were arrayed down the middle of the scrubbed oak table at perfectly spaced increments if you were only going to have three pies, pumpkin and cranberry-apple and a sinfully rich bourbon chocolate pecan, instead of at least four but as many as six or whatever they were going to call the equivalent if Aleksander went ahead and made the complement of Stroganoff inspired hand-pies he was waffling over (who was she kidding, he was totally making the hand-pies, not least because he knew she preferred savory to sweet.)
“It’s not showing off, it’s showing up,” he said. There wasn’t a smidge of flour on his navy apron or his beard or the tip of his nose as there certainly would have been if she’d been the baker. Only his hands were dusted with flour as he worked on the marble topped island he’d insisted on because he wanted to be able to make his own pastry. She couldn’t complain that he didn’t use it, only that she had to spend an extra hour at the gym every week to keep from turning into a sphere after eating the butter-and-carb heavy fruits of his labors.
“Tell me you didn’t get that from an inspirational poster,” she said. “Or maybe it’s better if you did?”
“I didn’t,” he answered. “I’m just that inspirational naturally.”
“You’re just that corny,” she retorted. “And cheesy.”
“I can make tamales for dinner if that’s what you’re hinting at,” he said. He could too. She’d yet to challenge him to a cuisine he couldn’t master and was the envy of her colleagues who relied on Panera, ramen, salads and deli sandwiches from the place across from the high school for their lunches. At work potlucks, someone always told him he was wasted as an architect and needed to open his own restaurant, which he politely nodded at, and then reassured Alina he had no intention of considering.
“I’m not,” she said. “I’m thinking that you are going to give Nina full-blown gestational diabetes and Mattie’s not going to be happy with you.”
“Shit,” he muttered and she looked up, because she’d just been teasing after all, but a quick glance showed it was another pastry-perfectionist exclamation. “I should have made this one first, my hands are too warm, it’s screwing with the butter.”
“Your hands aren’t ever too warm, baby,” she said and that got a look that promised far more than six-plus pies.
“Tell me that when the pie-crust doesn’t flake properly,” he said but he grinned right along.
“You do know we’re going to a Friendsgiving at a falling down summer camp without anything close to central heating in New Hampshire in November and Inez is going to serve tofurkey, right?” Alina asked, entering the last grade, logging out and officially starting her break. She’d rounded up on all her students’ grades so they could all be thankful for Miss Starkov’s generosity if nothing else.
“I know. That’s why I’m making so many pies. I’m not expecting much from the rest of the spread. Jess will bring the booze and plenty of it, but tofurkey and Mattie’s weird stuffing with the raisins and whatever macrobiotic salad Gen serves up does not a satisfactory Thanks- or Friendsgiving make,” Aleksander said.
“I still can’t believe they bought Camp Griggbsy-on-Osalta-Lake,” Alina said for the umpteenth time. Maybe that’s how many pies Aleksander was making, umpteen. According to Nina, carrying twins was making her capable of eating umpteen pies single-handed or mouthed-ly.
“They’re not keeping the name,” Aleksander said, reminding her as if she needed it after being on the phone with Inez for roughly eighteen hours hearing every single detail of the purchase of the summer camp as well as plans to rename, revamp, and eco-sensitively revitalize the place while keeping what Inez referred to as ‘all its charm and quirkiness,’ which meant there were still going to be six campers to a cabin, puce and olive tee-shirts, and an end-of-summer color war including the famous turnip toss and the raccoon race, featuring garbage plates of all the least preferred and leftover foods. She’d only been on speaker-phone for half the call, taking pity on Aleksander, who’d had a big project due and was easily distracted by Inez’s intermittent bursts of anxious glee. “Thank all the saints for that, though I’m not sure Camp Mikoa is a lot better once the campers figure out Mikoa means squirrel in Abenaki.”
“It’s going to be so freaking weird to go back,” Alina said.
“That’s where it all began, sunshine,” he replied. “I can still see you with that lanyard slung around your neck and your hair in those little Princess Leia buns and the tiniest pair of shorts on the Eastern Seaboard—”
“Those weren’t mine, a camper had already thrown up on me and Gen found those in Nurse Anna’s office. They were supposed to be for a ten year old,” Alina said. Aleksander already knew this, but she felt compelled to remind him. “Anyway, you were like some sort of indie folk-rock singer with your guitar strapped to your back and your long hair and Jess took one look at you and yelled out ‘counselor campfire singalong’ and that was it—”
“What do you mean, that was it?” he said, sounding calmer now that the pie crust was chilling in the fridge and he was moving onto making the lemon-elderflower chiffon filling. He’d made the elderflower syrup himself, of course.
“I just had this like sixth sense that we were all going to become close friends, all the counselors, you and me and Jess, Nina and Mattie, Inez, Kasimir, Niko, Gen, Teddy, Van. Lifelong friends, boon companions, summer lovin’ sweethearts, you know, the whole nine—"
“But not David?” Aleksander said, raising a finger in the air in an homage to David’s beloved and roundly mocked habit.
“He was so quiet and I knew he was there under duress because his great-uncle was on the board of trustees,” Alina said. “He took the most beautiful pictures but it was a miracle none of the kids poisoned themselves with the chemicals.”
“I could never believe there was an actual photography studio at Griggbsy,” Aleksander said. “And a board of trustees. Nothing about Griggsby would make you think there were financially secure adults with stock portfolios affiliated with it, even then. I always wondered whether it was a front, money laundering for the Mob or part of a Ponzi scheme, once I understood was a Ponzi scheme was.”
“You can’t deny it had a rustic charm,” Alina said.
“There’s such a thing as too rustic,” he replied. “I spent the summer picking out splinters out of far too many sensitive places to prove it.”
“Well, the lake was always gorgeous and the powers that be never butted in too much,” Alina said.
“If they had, we probably wouldn’t be spending Thanksgiving there today,” Aleksander said. “It took everything Nina had to convince Mattie it was okay for counselors to hook up. And it took all of us and Jess faking that broken ankle to get Kasimir and Inez together.”
“Omigod, yes. Though they had to have known sort of, that he was faking. He kept forgetting which ankle it was supposed to be before you wrapped it with that bandana you had,” Alina said. It didn’t do any harm to start the weekend reminiscing in the cheerful warmth of their apartment, though they both expected the holiday weekend to be chock-full of shared memories and laughter, a campfire singalong with marshmallow and hot dog roasting, a lot of whinging about cabin assignments and sleeping bags and the narrowness of the bunks though Alina was fairly certain Mattie would bolt with Nina for the adorable inn in the town over with a proper bed and queen size mattress for his pregnant-with-twins wife to sleep in; she was fairly certain because they’d been texting about it for the past three weeks, debating whether to surprise Nina or let her in on it, and whether Mattie should spring for the romance package that included a waffle breakfast, which really shouldn’t have been a question at all.
“Jess never gave that bandana back,” Aleksander said. “I’ll bet you anything he brings it and wears it like it was his all along.”
“You’ll bet me anything?” she said, rolling her shoulders which had gotten a little tight while she was grading but mostly just showed off her bra-less breasts in a way that was guaranteed to make Aleksander goggle. She shrugged again and he goggled even more and licked his lower lip for good measure. “Anything at all?”
“Why my dear Miss Starkov, are you propositioning me?” he said, raising an eyebrow.
“Don’t you know the difference between a wager and a proposition, my very dear Mr. Morrow?” Alina said.
“I know either way, I win,” he said. “Now, will you come taste this filling? I’m not sure there’s enough elderflower syrup in it. Once it’s perfect, the pie will need at least an hour to set in the fridge. I’m sure I could be persuaded or propositioned or postpone the hand-pies for a while so we can make the most of a shower that has actual hot water and no risk of splinters.”
in soc, Matthias says that trying to wake Nina up is like trying to wake a dead body. So let’s imagine when they’re married
Matthias: *shakes nina*
Nina: *continues snoring*
Matthias: *gives up*
Nina: *aggressively opens door*
Nina: *has a frying pan and a spoon* WAKIE WAKIE *bangs*
Nina: *pours freezing cold water on Matthias*
Matthias: *gasps sharply* wHAT THE-
Matthias: *gets an arm cast*
Jesper: can I draw something on it?
Matthias: *rolls eyes* if you must
Matthias: Jes..JESPER WHAT DID YOU DR-
Nina: *dying of laughter*
A/N: Inspired by @mszenik ‘s amazing mood board and fueled by @fericita-s heckling me out of a short story (best beta-reader ever).
Summary: Deputy Helvar always gets his man. Unfortunately, he has a lot of unfinished business with one particular woman. Wild West AU.
“I’ll ask you one last time.” The man growled through an unkempt beard and rotten teeth. “What you doin’ this far out here, law man?”
Matthias shifted his weight on his mount, Trassel, and sized up the three men before him. They might be smaller than him, but two had pistols and the one on horseback had a shotgun. They all wore a green bandana around their necks. He cracked his neck and gripped the reins to surreptitiously bring his hand closer to his revolver.
“I’ve no quarrel with you,” he said, keeping his eyes off the roaring fire and the cattle brand. The scent of burnt flesh still hung in the air. A few yards off, several steer milled about with new brands seared atop old ones. True, Marshall Brum had a zero-tolerance policy for all outlaws, and any other time Matthias would have loved to arrest these cattle rustlers, but he was out-gunned and far from home.
Besides, he hadn’t travelled so many days and so many miles to hunt petty rustlers or horse thieves. He had spent the past several weeks first in the mountains and then in the desert, doggedly pursuing Fjerda’s Most Wanted Outlaw and drawing ever closer to his quarry. Although his chances of walking away from this without violence seemed increasingly slim, he didn’t want to throw away all that time and effort hunting the nefarious Heartbreak Kid.
“No quarrel?” The squat one with a deep scar across his forehead spat tobacco juice to the ground. “Fancy words, boy.”
“I’m not interested in whatever you’re doing out here,” he insisted. “I’m after someone else!”
“Well,” drawled the third man. “Guess that someone else is gonna owe us a drink.”
Keep reading at A03
Helnik // Gender Bend AU
Helnik // The Mummy AU
I just realized that the reason I love the grishaverse so much is because it literally has all of my favorite things:
* enemies to lovers (nina x matthais)
* (best) friends to lovers (mal x alina)
* heist au! (six of crows)
* found family! (literally all of them)
* royalty au-ish (king of scars series)
* queer characters/relationships (wesper & tamar x nadia)
* POC rep (inej, jesper, show alina, the twins, zoya, ect.)
* characters who can and will kill you (all of them)
and I think that's just beautiful
Helnik // Mary Poppins AU
Nina: from now on, I’m going healthy. No sweets!
Nina: AND, I’m gonna start exercising!
Matthias: you sure?
Nina: Yes, Drüskelle. I’m sure
Nina: *changes into fitness attire*
Nina: *searches up those youtube exercise videos*
the video: so we’re gonna do a plank for 2 minutes
Nina: TWO MINUTES- fine
Nina, after 30 seconds: *struggling*
Matthias: *trying not to laugh* Let me show you how it’s-
Nina: GET OUT
Matthias: I’m sorry! I’m sorry!
Nina: yea I need a five minute break
After an hour of scrolling through tiktok
Nina, lying in the floor: *laughing*
Nina: OH SHIT- ITS BEEN AN HOUR
Inej: oh hey
Nina: Hii when did you get here?
Inej: like 5 minutes ago
Nina: Wait- what are you eating?
Inej: waffles, Jesper brought some
Inej: what are YOU doing?
Nina: ..trying to be healthier
Inej: ohhh, explains why you’re not downstairs eating
Nina: WJDJWJD SHUSH- I DON’T EVEN WANNA THINK ABOUT IT
Inej: do you need a training buddy?
Nina: yes. Now.
Inej: *laughs* alright *gets a mat*
Inej: so how do we begin?
The video: jog in position for 5 minute
Nina: shouldn’t be difficult
Inej: *doing it*
Nina: *also doing it but panting really heavily*
Inej: CMON 5 minutes LEFT
Nina: EVERY PART OF MY BODY IS SORE
Inej: I AM HAVING CRAMPS OH SAINTS
Nina: HOW? AREN’T YOU LIKE USED TO THIS OR SOMETHING
Inej: I DIDN’T WARM UP
Nina: EVERYTHING HURTS
Inej: *trying to ignore the pain*
The video: and done..now-
Nina: *pauses video*
Nina: I’m getting waffles
Inej: But you said
Nina, leaving the room: Yea screw what I said, you only live once
Jesper: Ghezen! why is your wrist all bandaged?
Wylan: Matthias and i went to get a tattoo
Jesper: What are you allergic to the needle or something?
Wylan: Oh no, my tattoo came out fine. See your initials in my other hand? The problem was that since it hurted, we held each other´s wrist to put up with the pain and Matthias...let´s say he squeezed too hard. The worst part is that he didn't made it far, so i got a sprained wrist and all ink in his skin is a small stick on his finger, not even the whole "N"
Nina, reading a book: *sobbing*
Matthias: wh-why are you crying?
Nina: HE SAID ‘I LOVE YOU’ TO HER *screams*
Matthias: um- then why are you crying
Nina: BECAUSE ITS SO CUTE UGHH
Matthias: I love you
I am taking requests for Helnik, Kanej and the Crows AU moodboards!
Helnik // X-Files AU
Six of Crows or Running a hotel together!au because I'm bored, creative and have no resources to turn it into fanfiction
No chronological order or explaining who is who yet. I will give information piece by peace so I welcome you to guess who is who and where we are going
Jesper: Inej, my love...
Inej: I won't be a manager on duty tomorrow.
Jesper: But it's important
Inej: What exactly?
Jesper: I need to meet my father tomorow, you know?
Inej: He is abroad, Jesper, don't try to fool me
Jesper: Okay, heartless and cruel woman, okay, i see
Inej: Listen, if I only learn that you made Wylan take your shift, I'll go straight to the General Manager
Jesper: Have I ever told you how much I love working on weekends?
Helnik // Pirate and Merman AU