GRISHATOBER 2020

ZOYALINA RAINBOW TIME!

and that marks the end of sapphic saturdays for me :) NO I DIDN’T END UP DRAWING NINEJ AGAIN FOR FREE DAY. ARE YOU PROUD OF ME.

grishaverse sapphic saturdays: tamadia

god, aren’t we glad nina has two hands?

my last piece for sapphic saturday, with me attempting to draw a background and failing 😔✌🏻

this week for sapphic saturday ive got some nice oc x canon art bc lbr who Wouldn’t want to simply hold hands with zoya nazyalensky

@wafflesandkruge and @grishatober Thank you for the free space on saphic saturday! I put together this half way edit and a half way little head cannon fic abouy zenya as cheerleaders

So here are my few ideas for if i was to make this a fic 

Genya would be captain and she could lead her squad and their rival would be the private school that is down the road from them.  

Zoya goes to the private school and she is the captain of that team.  

With numbers down for both teams they have to join up senior year and make one team (this happens fr it happened at my school so its not too crazy) and they fight about how the real captain is in the end Zoya proves to be the captain that they really need and Genya is ok with seeing her girlfriend lead the team in the end because Zoya makes the routine and they go to the competition. I won’t spoiler the ending in case i write it but you can totally guess what it is 

They end up falling in love because i like gay cheerleaders 

Zoya x Alina ballet AU, because it’s my favorite AU ever! Tagging @wafflesandkruge and @grishatober!

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“You were magnificent.” The words were spoken against Alina’s throat, Zoya’s lips slipping wetly over pale skin.

The dressing room smelled of sweat and roses, and Alina pressed Zoya back against the vanity, hiding her face against the dark, slick skin at Zoya’s neck. “So were you.” She was still struggling for breath.

“Oh, please.” It came out sounding like a curse. “No one cares about Myrtha.” Zoya rolled up onto her toes, using the added height to seat herself on the vanity. If it hadn’t been for the pointe shoes she was still wearing, she wouldn’t have been tall enough. “No one was even looking at Giselle, I’ll have you know.” She wrapped her legs around Alina’s hips, the movement only slightly hindered by their skirts. “Bathilde completely stole the show.” Zoya reached for Alina’s hips, pulling her so close that their sweat-damp chests pressed tight against each other. Their hearts were still pounding. “It must be nice having the spotlight.”

Curling her arms around Zoya’s shoulders and sliding one hand beneath the back neckline of her costume, Alina huffed, “You sound jealous.”

Zoya hummed and pressed her nails into Alina’s hips just hard enough for it to hurt. “I am.”

“Don’t be.” Alina lifted her hands, placing one at Zoya’s hip, the other at her neck, thumb rubbing at the makeup there to reveal one of last night’s hickies. Genya had been furious about it, but had managed to hide it just fine.

Zoya shivered, tangling one hand into Alina’s hair and pulling her head to expose her throat. It was a threat of the most delicious kind. “Why not?” Zoya didn’t wait for a reply, her eyes dark. The adrenaline rush of a recital always did this to her. “You’re always dancing, or thinking about dancing, or hurting from dancing.” As if she wasn’t the same. “What’s left for me, Lee?”

For @wafflesandkruge and @grishatober 's sapphic saturdays

zori screenshot redraw of this carulia scene from the witwics interactive game for a late sapphic saturday! inspired by that god-brained convo in the kuwei nation server that inspired this post

@wafflesandkruge @grishatober​

original screencap under the cut!

some zori for today <3

grishaverse sapphic saturday is hosted by @wafflesandkruge and @grishatober

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There was a teasing smirk on her lips, one that made her look more a mischievous girl than a queen-to-be. She ran her hands down the khatuur again and Zoya pulled at the collar of her kefta, suddenly feeling flushed. A breeze flitted about the room, the lights flickering.

“Stay.” Ehri’s voice was insistent. “Listen for a bit. Maybe you’ll learn something.”

Or a late night encounter leads to Zoya learning more about the enigmatic Shu princess.

read it on ao3!

a/n: proof i’m alive!! pls let me convince you to join zori nation this bad boy can hold so many god tier tropes. written for sapphic saturdays, hosted by me and @grishatober.

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