#inferni

[multifandomconfusion]

Don’t hate on Kuwei. He’s just a silly little guy.

[inconsistentcampfire]

Harshaw & Oncat

He was my favorite in book 3 and I really liked to draw him and his orange cat

[myeur-n]

Imagine that the Darkling had just caused the death of his own mother, and he needed to look for you once more

Note:

Purely based on s2 of the Shadow and Bone Netflix series, so some lore might be incorrect

"We've used the last of Baghra's remains for the others," the Darkling's Alkemi informed him, but he remained in his lonely despair in a mind unhinged. He needed a break from all of this planning to expand the Fold and consume the whole of Ravka in his darkness - he needed,

"The Wanderer," he murmured under his breath as his eyes darkened with a new way to beat this grief festering within him.

"Vladim, tell everyone to make use of their new Amplifiers. I'm going to scout ahead for some time," the Darkling pushed himself off his chair and began to march out of his own encampment.

"But General, why can't you just let the others do it for you?" his Alkemi raised a brow.

"That's none of your concern," the Darkling turned back at him, eyes glaring into his very soul while the corners of his camp turned darker. "Do as I say and speak nothing of it?" He ordered again through gritted teeth. The Alkemi pressed his lips hard against each other and nodded.

The Darkling mounted his horse and wasted no time astriding North, knowing what he needed was somewhere in the Fjerdan borders, the last time he had heard of her.

You were knee deep in a river with a ceramic vase in your hand. As you dipped it into the cold yet calm, icy river to collect the cold waters, you carefully walked your way out of river. Looking around your surroundings first to ensure that no one was looking, you slowly heated the vase with your own fire.

"Not very discreet now, aren't we?" A familiar voice suddenly called out from within the darkness of the forest ahead of you.

"Who's there?" You frowned and clenched your fists tight, though you already had an idea whose voice it belonged to.

"Y/n, has it really been that long since we last saw each other?" The Darkling calmly sauntered out of the shadows of the trees, with both his hands clasped behind his back.

"Its you. How long has it been? Half a century, I'd bet," you moved toward him and shoved your vase into his hands.

"Do you not know who I am?" He turned to you with a cold tone, but you've been living in the Fjerdan mountains long enough to know that he was just playing around with you.

"Whatever identity you've taken this time, Aleksander, I don't care. Just don't bother me with your propaganda," and both of you began to walk towards your modest cabin made of wood and steel, blanketed in a thick layer of snow.

"Anyway, what brings you here? This place isn't exactly friendly to Grisha. And I've heard that you're not really popular in Ravka either," you opened the door and led him in first. Just as he was about to sit on your favourite spot and in your living room with his ridiculously massive fur coat, you forced it out of him, which he complied with a light, but bittersweet smile.

The Darkling was usually broody, but you knew that something was genuinely upsetting him.

"How about we sit by the fireplace while I make some tea, then? Just like old times," you offered.

"I'm willing to sit by the fireplace, but I do not wish to drink your horrible tea," he only said as he looked around your plain house. You nodded and went to the kitchen, still within earshot of what your guest would say.

"I didn't imagine that you would live someplace so... small, Little Saint," he remarked on the lack of decorations in your house. "Then again, you're the one who's lesser in ambition between us two,".

"You don't understand, Aleksander. Not everyone lives in your Little Palace, under the riches of the kings that betrayed our own kind," you brought two mugs of hot drinks to the fireplace and settled down slowly next to him, passing one of them to him.

"I told you, I don't want your tea," he groaned.

"Its hot cocoa. And stop complaining like a child," you rolled your eyes.

Cautiously, he accepted it and took a few sips, before he placed it down next to him.

"Y/n, there's something I must tell you," he began.

You didn't answer, but your silence beckoned him to continue talking.

"That is... I wish you could have accepted the title of Saint, y/n. If you had been at the Little Palace with me from the start, you could have kept me in check," he choked out his words.

"I don't think old friends could have changed you. You've turned from the path we used to walk together hundreds of years ago,".

"But with you there, you could have at least - burnt some sense into me, like you've always done," he hissed as his eyes glared into fireplace. "You could have...," he breathed, then your living room began to darken with his shadow.

"Could have what?".

"You could have saved me from killing my own mother," his voice trembled as the confession took place.

"What?" You resigned your comfort in his presence and began to crawl backwards and away from him.

"Its true. I killed my mother-,".

"How could you do that to Baghra?!" You shot upwards, now fully standing and prepared to summon your wildfire to protect yourself.

Had the Darkling came to you to destroy every reminder of his past? Both of you had been comrades since you were children - you were his first friend, follower and soldier. If he could kill Baghra - the very person who birthed him and stood by his side for centuries, then what of you?

"No, no, don't be scared, y/n!" He held his hands out, expression contorted in fear - but not fear of you.

You summoned a sphere of concentrated fire, but then, suddenly the shadow around you began to form a beast of more than 8 feet tall, barely able to fit into your own cabin. The beast brushed past the Darkling and stretched out its dark tentacles toward you, prepared to decapitate you - and you recognised it from Baghra's old stories, that it was a Nichevo'ya.

Only the Sun Summoner could stun this monster.

You spread out your fire into the Cut, prepared to fight against it.

"NO, don't do it!" The Darkling shouted, but his voice drowned out between you and the monster. You took a deep breath, and as the Nichevo'ya stretched its hands towards you for the killing blow, you quickly turn defensive and made a shield of fire.

It let out an ear-piercing scream, and you summoned a beam of fire from your core, before you penetrated it into the monster of darkness.

The Nichevo'ya disappeared into the shadows.

Your breathing was ragged and you needed to take a seat, so you clumsily rest yourself against your own wall.

"Was that the thing that killed your mother?" You let out a tired sigh.

"Yes...," the Darkling only stared in silence at you.

"And it's yours?".

"Yes,".

"How dare you use merzost again! Can't you see that its hurt thousands of people once, and now you've gone ahead and did it to your own mother," you exclaimed at him and rushed to open the door. "Get out and never come back. I can't see you like this," turning your gaze away from his scarred face, you tried to control your breathing.

"You know I never meant to, y/n," he began to unbuckle his knees and slowly approached you, as if he feared both your wrath and himself.

"It was always like that, Aleksander. You weren't a monster when all of this obsession to save our kind began. You were our commander - someone I could pour my loyalty for. But now," you turned your head away, holding back your tears. "You're obsessed with hunting down this Sun Summoner of yours and expanding the Fold. Won't that kill all Grisha too?".

The Darkling pursed his lips and studied your face. Slowly turning to finally meet his eyes once, you realised that he was displeased with your opinions, but made no move to silent you with any threat.

"I promised those that follow my command they will be safe," he added in a low voice.

"And I'll bet that they believed it. However, you know that you can't fool me. I was there with you for hundreds of years, heard thousands of your promises to all of Grisha. And you only brought upon them ruin and death with your ambition,".

Your old friend remained silent and only stared at you, wide-eyed and furious. He shifted his gaze to the door you've opened wide to beckon for his leave. Nodding, his legs slowly brought him outside your house. You followed him out as if you're still attracted to his power of command like all those years ago.

"Aleksander," you said once more, and he stopped in his tracks at the middle of forest. "You're not a monster like what everyone has said, especially your Alina Starkov. If she had seen what the previous kings had done to Grisha, the way that people had hunted us down and refused to provide us any food and water - simply because you requested more from the king, she would have done the same despite what she thought of herself," you approached him and cupped his one metallic hand, and his real one in yours.

You flinched a bit at how cold it was.

"I know I can't stop you once you've started your plans, but please," you began to rub your fingers against his knuckles, warming them up with your fire of hearth. "Don't kill the Sun Summoner. You're already lonely enough, and I can't see you ruin yourself for another century again," your breath trembled.

He nodded, and only looked into your bright eyes of hope with his starless ones. You weren't begging him to promise himself to your words, for you knew that your old friend couldn't break his promises to you - and so his silence revealed to you - that even he did not know if he would kill his Sun Summoner or not.

Slowly, you wrapped your arms around his neck and embraced him. The Darkling closed his eyes, held back his breath and only buried his face within your arms.

Something was telling you that this might be the last time you'd see him, and he thought so too.

[capinejghafa]

anon request | inferni + hand gestures

[iamfear]

The seven Grishaverse au

Percy: Tidemaker

Annabeth: Durast

Jason: Squaller

Piper: Heartrender

Leo: Inferni

Hazel: Durast

Frank: Tailor

Nico: Durast

Reyna: Heartrender

[itstwoamandimcursingyourname]

According to the small sciences (i.e. kinetic particle theory of matter[chemistry]), Zoya being able to control the various states of matter (wind, water, fire, organic matter), is not as deep as, Aleksander and Alina being able to create literal creatures of shadow/light(merzost [they're creating matter and energy from nothing they're gods]).

[sage-thetravler]

you know what my mind thought up? What vines/audios the grisha orders would be.

so my lovley followers or whoever finds this here’s the first part.

Inferni: burning?? *looking around* What burning..roof burning what the fuc-

squaller: is this what you want?! *holding up a metal pole* come on! Strike me down god- you don’t even have the ba- *another squaller hits it with lightning*

Fabricaktor/Durast: very nice box! *stares at box* for my trinkets- another box for my trinkets. what’s going on?? It’s trinketviLLE-

Tailors: *while doing disguise for something* if the men find out we can shapeshift their going to tell the church,

alchemi: the posion..the posion for kusco. Yes that posion- the posion specifically for kusco. Kuscos posion.

healers: y-your not gonna shoot that puppy (kill that guy) are you Jack??

heartrenders: *constricting their lungs* yeah in the face why?

bonus darkling:

Darkling in whatever hell he got sent to: NIKOLAI- don’t leave me here Nikolai! NIKOLAI- HELP ME-

[livelaughlight-it-up]

You see a random book outside and some fabrikator with a lighter and let the book on fire . then they randomly left and said nothing

I could have done that for free!!

Let me do it please

[samthepotterhead]

I had the best multifandom dream last night. I didn't understand all of the context of the characters, so it felt like I was just thrown into a story, but it was a mix of hp (bc they lived/went to school in hogwarts and dumbledore had to - literally - extinguish fires later on), the protagonists (looked like a young remus lupin with longer hair, but also staubfinger/dustfinger and some side character with a complicated background story - I think two of them had a child together and her dad was also there?) snuck out at night to fight some evil, but then snuck back in into hogwarts.

they also didn't have magic powers themselves, but more like staubfinger in tintenherz/inkheart, where he can control fire but it's like a gift he got from the fire elves or smth? and the night after, they had to sneak out for good again bc some inferni-esque folk were preparing in duos for some evil to come and the protagonists wanted to join them undercover. the people were travelling people from shu han or possibly the m. l. wang theonite-verse (bc they looked south asian). only lotr wasn't there, I think, but dumbledore was kinda gandalf-like and this quest vibe was definitely there, so maybe it was a little lotr mixed in as well. oh, and I was part of the protagonists and had a crush on the remus/staubfinger one, surpriseee.

sometimes I love my brain :))

[mezlymils]

Kuwei fanart bc there’s a severe lack of it

[anabetel35]

The first chapter of my modern AU (queer platonic? romantic? How should I know?) Wywei Kuwei-centric Hanahaki fic is finished :DDD

It's 10,000-ish words as of now, and all that's written is just Kuwei's backstory, so I didn't get to write my favourite pyromaniacs wreak havoc on the world with a good portion of fluff and (possibly) even more angst on the side yet but soon! Soon they will be happy and they will be the best of friends!! And then they will... Be a bit less happy! And then they'll be happy again!!!

But for now, it's still in the process of being beta'd by my lovely lovely friend. I expect it to be up on Ao3 sometime tomorrow, though, so if you like Kuwei, it would be absolutely amazing if you could at least check it out :)

[comicuniverse]

Dylan Dog - Inferni (Hells), 1990 (1993).

No.46

Publisher: Sergio Bonelli Editore

Cover: Angelo Stano

[ludarklina-fan-spot]

Kefta love

GRISHA KEFTA in SHADOW AND BONE (2021-2023)

CORPORALKI - The Order of the Living and the Dead

ETHEREALKI - The Order of Summoners

MATERIALKI - The Order of Fabrikators

[simplydifficultme]

So for my Kuwei cosplay, I have decided to make a Kefta (because idk I am insane or smth) And I was going to go for an Alkemi Kefta just bc I like them a lot and I think he deserves one, howeeeever ofc Kuwei is actually an Inferni. I just really dislike the Inferni Kefta shade of blue SO therefore I have decided to make an extra Kefta for Extra Kuwei.

This is kinda my first draft. I'm flipping the dark purple of the Alkemi Kefta to dark blue to fit the Inferni one more and then I'll need to do some more studying of the Inferni and Alkemi embroidery patterns so I can come up with a proper pattern mix between the two.

[klarolinexluv]

Wait is it inferi or inferni because I’ve seen it both ways and now I’m just confused…

[radicallymaxton]

"Tremble"

Some spooky lighting practice (wasn't sure which I liked more so I'm just posting both lol)