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i don't care if these characters have never interacted in canon. it's called fanfiction, not fanfact

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bring back cross-fandom shipping. like goldenglock

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Can I ask who Grisha is? :)

Hiiii haven’t seen you in a while!

This turned out to be a complex question. I wasn’t sure if you meant in general or as in who he is as a person so I kinda wrote…both? 

In general: He’s the main character in a russian comedy-drama TV show that’s about the day to day of policemen in a rich district in Moscow. Absolutely has nothing to do with John Wick but I just kinda happened to start shipping them back when I was…maybe 16? So these two fandoms kinda melted together in my mind. 

In depth: He’s an operative in the Russian police force (Basically a field investigator I’m just still not sure about the proper translation) in the “Barviha-Severnaya” department to be specific. Their department is known for being kinda incompetent and mostly servicing rich people due to the area they’re working at.

He’s played by Aleksandr Petrov and is around 26 years old in the show. Was born into a wealthy family but became an orphan with his younger sister that he has started to look after. His parent’s death became the main reason he went into the police force in the first place, to punish people like those that killed his parents. Grisha is charismatic and is considered the best in the department but he solves cases mostly because he’s really good at building connections and is kinda stuck in an indebted loop where he’s asking for favors because they owe him but then ends up owing the person in question. He’s an absolute clown that has a hard time taking things seriously or hurting someone because he spoke before thinking. 

Is a fuckboy despite being kinda misogynistic actually. Goes to clubs, uses sex worker’s services, drives expensive cars, makes his boss's life hell, Rolexes, Armani, all the parts of that good life (not really). Basically an absolute loser that will not survive without John

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Since you were looking for short goldenglock ideas...

Grisha notices that John is like...severely depressed today. More than usual. He starts trying anything to cheer him up, just throwing himself at John in every way possible, cuddling with him, babbling on and on about nothing to keep him entertained, etc. Until eventually he resorts to telling John outright how much he cares about him, and that's the one thing that seems to get through.

(No pressure, idk if you take writing prompts!)

Omg thank you and yes please send me all the prompts you can come up with I will take every opportunity to write about these fuckers and not worry about the main fics plot progression. That post was basically asking for prompts.

Things take place after the 4th movie so John cuts ties with everyone and is in Grisha’s circle “full-time”, living with him. Decided to make it take place in a longer span than a day because Grisha is way too dumb to find a solution that quickly. 

Idk how we got here but now there’s also insomnia??

“I worry about you.”

John is hands down the calmest person in Grisha’s circle. Nobody has the same amount of emotional control, which often made him the supportive rock involuntarily. This group full of relationship drama and misunderstandings would just gravitate towards him, like a voice of reason, even though he wasn’t the best at giving advice. 

Being able to make him smile was Grisha’s biggest accomplishment but recently…he just couldn’t manage to do it. Everything that worked before just suddenly stopped and he would see John get lost in his own mind more than usual. 

- John, listen, something bit Volodya in the ass and now he’s throwing an absolute shitstorm my way, so we have to leave in like-

- I’ll stay.

Grisha’s thoughts break off, as he tries to put on his leather jacket in a haste.

- Are you…sure?

It might sound silly but this was somehow the thing that triggered Grisha’s alarm. Nearly every time Grisha tells John about his plans, the man is already at the door. He doesn’t always end up being useful but he still finds these little adventures entertaining enough to join in even on the most mundane tasks. They were basically inseparable. 

- Yeah…

Grisha would have stayed, if the phone wasn’t aggressively vibrating in his pocket right now.

- Okay then…see you for dinner?

John nods.

God, it felt weird saying that. 

****

He felt bad being out of the house for so long and when he came back, he expected to see John asleep at this point…but he wasn’t. He was laying on the couch, staring at the blank TV screen. There was an empty take-out bag in the kitchen. To Grisha’s surprise, John seemed to have ordered delivery while he was home.

Grisha completely stopped using delivery once he moved in, because John would rather cook himself. So all of this was really uncharacteristic for him. 

- I’m home.

He finally spoke up, watching John slowly sit up.

- What, not even a bark?

Grisha lets out a laugh, hoping that he will break John with just the stupidity of that sentence but it’s like he didn’t even register the words.

- What are you doing up so late anyways? It’s…

Grisha checked his watch

- 3 AM.

- Just…didn’t feel like sleeping.

John answered in a mellow voice. 

- C’mon John, I was gone for just a day, no way you started missing me this much already!

He was sure that this would at least pull a protest out of John but, once again, it’s like he didn’t have any energy for Grisha’s antics, which made the conversation awkward, to say the least. His joking was completely cut short and now he didn’t have any ideas. 

****

He took a whole day off, just to stay with John and convince him to go outside. They were side by side the whole day, just one on one, with nothing to do but bast in each other’s company…but it didn’t help. John still seemed to not be entirely here, instead drowning in his thoughts that Grisha, sadly, couldn't read. He was desperately showing John love at this point, not letting the man’s skin breath without him for too long. Shoulder grabs, holding hands, hugs, as if his touch could send a message. John didn’t push him away but wouldn’t respond much either, like a stone statue. 

****

Is insomnia contagious? It started to feel like it is. Grisha was laying on the bed for what feels like an eternity but the inner turmoil of knowing that John is not happy right now, makes his eyes stay open. He couldn't just leave him like this...so he got up.

Grisha walks into the living room and leans on the wall, crossing his arms, watching John mindlessly sitting on the floor and staring at the screen. He wasn’t actually watching it, none of the channels registered in his brain. He just pressed the remote button over and over again, in a rhythm, even. He wasn’t really asleep but also not awake. It was hard, seeing him like this. Despite his talents and strengths, lack of sleep can take anyone out.

Grisha sighs, with a bit of hesitation, but finally gets enough courage to step towards him.

- Sorry, did I wake you up?

John addressed him first but didn’t look away. At least he’s aware that Grisha is standing there, next to him…which is something.

- I worry about you.

He delivers it to him straight, which seemed to have grabbed his attention. John’s finger stopped clicking the button, now looking at nothing but static. He was still silent so Grisha didn’t have much choice other than just continue. 

- I’m watching you get tortured by things outside of my understanding and there’s nothing I can do. 

John gently places the remote on the floor, as if to make sure the sound doesn’t interrupt him.

- I want to give you everything. I want to make it better but I’m just…too stupid to figure out how.

He couldn’t be sentimental without at least an awkward joke for too long. John lowers his head, looking at the floor. He’s trying to hide his face with his hair.

- You deserve happiness…or sleep, at least. 

Grisha gestures to the TV.

- I’m so lucky to have a chance to be the one to give you that happiness…but I don’t know how to help a man who’s stronger than I could ever be.

After a beat, John picks up the remote once again but only to turn the TV off. He leaves the remote on the floor and finally gets up on his feet. His eyes, slightly watery. 

- Let’s go to bed.

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I want to write something short for goldenglock but I don’t have any ideas aaaa / Я хочу что ни будь написать но у меня нет идей аааа

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do you ever think iosef was fucking confused as to why john was called the baba yaga because he was thinking of this

instead of a boogeyman

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This show is killing me

Fansubs are fun I swear 😭😭😭

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Fansubs are fun I swear 😭😭😭

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Fansubs are fun I swear 😭😭😭

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I HAD to fill this out for them like

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To be fair the first season was published on youtube like 7 months ago and I downloaded all the episodes YEARS ago so...time to update / На само�� деле первый сезон был опубликован на YouTube около 7 месяцев назад, а я скачал все серии ГОДЫ назад, так что… пора их обновить.

Okay sooo I have all the episodes on my computer, which I pirated, obviously...turns out they're all available on youtube for free and without that annoying channel mark in the corner 😭😭 / Итак, у меня на компьютере есть все серии, которые я, конечно же, спиратил… Оказывается, они все доступны на ютубе бесплатно и без этой раздражающей отметки канала в углу 😭😭

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Okay sooo I have all the episodes on my computer, which I pirated, obviously...turns out they're all available on youtube for free and without that annoying channel mark in the corner 😭😭 / Итак, у меня на компьютере есть все серии, которые я, конечно же, спиратил… Оказывается, они все доступны на ютубе бесплатно и без этой раздражающей отметки канала в углу 😭😭

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In the show there's one scene where Grisha talks about how much homecooked meals mean to him, especially after his parent's death. It doesn't seem like he can cook himself (at least he's never shown cooking) and due to living alone for a while he didn't really have a partner that could, until much farther into the show.

While living together, John cooking something at home completely unprompted. Grisha would never really think of asking him to cook but he just comes back home one day to a full meal on the table.

Him acting like every piece is the most delicious thing on the planet, to the point that it's ridiculously cheesy and John either looks at him confused or softly smiles, shaking his head in response, not sure how to react to such over the top praise.

John already getting ready to wash the dishes after they're done but Grisha stepping in and insisting on doing the dishes as thanks.

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В сериале есть сцена, где Гриша говорит о том, как много для него значит домашняя еда, особенно после смерти его родителей. Сам он готовить не умеет (по крайней мере, это не показывают), а поскольку долгое время он жил один, у него не было партнера, который мог бы это делать, пока до этого не дошло в сериале.

Живя вместе, Джон готовит что-то дома совершенно без предупреждения. Гриша никогда бы не подумал попросить его что-то приготовить, но однажды он просто возвращается домой и на столе полноценный обед.

Он ведет себя так, будто каждый кусочек — самая вкусная вещь на свете, до такой степени, что это кажется нелепо. Джон либо смотрит на него с недоумением, либо тихо улыбается, качая головой в ответ, не зная, как реагировать на такую ​​чрезмерную похвалу. Джон собирается мыть посуду после того, как они закончат, но тут вмешивается Гриша и настаивает на том, чтобы помыть посуду самому, в знак благодарности.

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Look at this silly boy experiencing deep emotional distress / Смотрите на этого забавного мальчика, испытывающего глубокий эмоциональный стресс.

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Okay the joke about Grisha wearing John's shirt have gone too far I'm going insane (Только на английском, простите, мне лень это всё переводить)

Grisha didn't start to wear it right away.

It was more like a blanket or pillow. Just something to hold at night.

He would let it rest on his shoulders while he's at home alone and never wore it outside.

He would even talk to it a bit. Like saying "I'm home!" to it when he comes back after work and sees it on his couch or apologizing when he gets it dirty while eating.

Have it as an imaginary audience to his ramblings in an empty house.

At some point it became really hard to go out. He just didn't want to leave "John" at home but was still afraid of letting people see him.

He tried putting the shirt on his naked torso at first but it was too much so he decided to wear it with his own t-shirts.

It's also a bit bigger and obviously isn't fit to his body type so it looks better as an addition to his look rather then a stand-alone thing.

Everytime he wears it he's deathly afraid of someone noticing it and asking questions, so he would wear jackets on top of it so as to not bring in attention.

Once he made sure nobody actually cared about what he wears, he ditched the jacket.

The only person that really noticed it, was his sister. But she doesn't really know how to bring that up...nothing is really wrong it's just that she feels like that's not his usual style.

He would rub the sleeves to relax, which isn't something he does with other clothing.

He's really protective over it. If it gets dirty he will wash it by hand the second he gets a chance to do so, separate from the rest of the laundry.

If it rips or a button detaches it WILL destroy him. He'll buy a sewing kit and follow a YouTube tutorial if he has to.

Only once John appeared in his life again, he stopped wearing it.

He still couldn't come clean about it to John though, so it's just hidden in his closet to never be worn again.