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— ୨୧₊˚ teen pregnancy series still active

IMPORTANT: PLEASE, DONT MIND THE "TIME LINE" THE STORIES HAVE OK? I SUCK AT THIS... I try to make daily updates at 2pm, 4pm, or 6pm. last update: 30|01|25.

NEKOMA 1 / 6

౨ Kozume Kenma !

pt.1 Breaking the news pt. 2 Friends and Family pt. 3 daily life during pregnancy (W.I.P) pt. 4 noticing the bump pt. 5 Doubts (W.I.P) pt. 6 feeling the baby kick (W.I.P) pt. 7 gender reveal pt. 8 mood swings (W.I.P) pt. 9 Judgment and Stigma (W.I.P) pt. 10 Baby Shower and Celebrations: (W.I.P) pt. 11 The Final Weeks (W.I.P) pt. 12 The Birth (W.I.P) pt. 13 Baby's first week (W.I.P) pt. 14 Life After Birth (W.I.P) pt. 15 Growing Pains (W.I.P) pt. 16 A Glimpse into the Future (post! timeskip) (W.I.P)

౨ Tetsuro Kuroo ! (W.I.P)

pt.1 Breaking the news (W.I.P) pt. 2 Friends and Family (W.I.P) pt. 3 daily life during pregnancy (W.I.P) pt. 4 noticing the bump (W.I.P) pt. 5 Doubts (W.I.P) pt. 6 feeling the baby kick (W.I.P) pt. 7 gender reveal (W.I.P) pt. 8 mood swings (W.I.P) pt. 9 Judgment and Stigma (W.I.P) pt. 10 Baby Shower and Celebrations: (W.I.P) pt. 11 The Final Weeks (W.I.P) pt. 12 The Birth (W.I.P) pt. 13 Baby's first week (W.I.P) pt. 14 Life After Birth (W.I.P) pt. 15 Growing Pains (W.I.P) pt. 16 A Glimpse into the Future (post! timeskip) (W.I.P)

౨ Morisuke Yaku ! (W.I.P)

౨ Taketora Yamamoto ! (W.I.P)

౨ Shohei Fukunaga ! (W.I.P)

౨ Lev Haiba ! (W.I.P)

KARASUNO 7 / 11

౨ Tsukishima kei !

౨ yamaguchi tadashi

pt.1 Breaking the news pt. 2 Friends and Family (W.I.P) pt. 3 daily life during pregnancy (W.I.P) pt. 4 noticing the bump (W.I.P) pt. 5 Doubts (W.I.P) pt. 6 feeling the baby kick (W.I.P) pt. 7 gender reveal (W.I.P) pt. 8 mood swings (W.I.P) pt. 9 Judgment and Stigma (W.I.P) pt. 10 Baby Shower and Celebrations: (W.I.P) pt. 11 The Final Weeks (W.I.P) pt. 12 The Birth (W.I.P) pt. 13 Baby's first week (W.I.P) pt. 14 Life After Birth (W.I.P) pt. 15 Growing Pains (W.I.P) pt. 16 A Glimpse into the Future (post! timeskip) (W.I.P)

౨ Tobio Kageyama !

pt.1 Breaking the news pt. 2 Friends and Family (W.I.P) pt. 3 daily life during pregnancy (W.I.P) pt. 4 noticing the bump pt. 5 Doubts (W.I.P) pt. 6 feeling the baby kick (W.I.P) pt. 7 gender reveal (W.I.P) pt. 8 mood swings (W.I.P) pt. 9 Judgment and Stigma (W.I.P) pt. 10 Baby Shower and Celebrations: (W.I.P) pt. 11 The Final Weeks (W.I.P) pt. 12 The Birth (W.I.P) pt. 13 Baby's first week (W.I.P) pt. 14 Life After Birth (W.I.P) pt. 15 Growing Pains (W.I.P) pt. 16 A Glimpse into the Future (post! timeskip) (W.I.P)

౨ Hinata Shoyo !

౨ Yachi Hitoka ! (male reader)

pt.1 Breaking the news pt. 2 Friends and Family pt. 3 daily life during pregnancy (W.I.P) pt. 4 noticing the bump pt. 5 Doubts (W.I.P) pt. 6 feeling the baby kick (W.I.P) pt. 7 gender reveal (W.I.P) pt. 8 mood swings (W.I.P) pt. 9 Judgment and Stigma (W.I.P) pt. 10 Baby Shower and Celebrations: (W.I.P) pt. 11 The Final Weeks (W.I.P) pt. 12 The Birth (W.I.P) pt. 13 Baby's first week (W.I.P) pt. 14 Life After Birth (W.I.P) pt. 15 Growing Pains (W.I.P) pt. 16 A Glimpse into the Future (post! timeskip) (W.I.P)

౨ Yu Nishinoya ! (W.I.P)

pt.1 Breaking the news(W.I.P) pt. 2 Friends and Family (W.I.P) pt. 3 daily life during pregnancy (W.I.P) pt. 4 noticing the bump (W.I.P) pt. 5 Doubts (W.I.P) pt. 6 feeling the baby kick (W.I.P) pt. 7 gender reveal (W.I.P) pt. 8 mood swings (W.I.P) pt. 9 Judgment and Stigma (W.I.P) pt. 10 Baby Shower and Celebrations: (W.I.P) pt. 11 The Final Weeks (W.I.P) pt. 12 The Birth (W.I.P) pt. 13 Baby's first week (W.I.P) pt. 14 Life After Birth (W.I.P) pt. 15 Growing Pains (W.I.P) pt. 16 A Glimpse into the Future (post! timeskip) (W.I.P)

౨ Ryunosuke Tanaka ! (W.I.P)

pt.1 Breaking the news(W.I.P) pt. 2 Friends and Family (W.I.P) pt. 3 daily life during pregnancy (W.I.P) pt. 4 noticing the bump (W.I.P) pt. 5 Doubts (W.I.P) pt. 6 feeling the baby kick (W.I.P) pt. 7 gender reveal (W.I.P) pt. 8 mood swings (W.I.P) pt. 9 Judgment and Stigma (W.I.P) pt. 10 Baby Shower and Celebrations: (W.I.P) pt. 11 The Final Weeks (W.I.P) pt. 12 The Birth (W.I.P) pt. 13 Baby's first week (W.I.P) pt. 14 Life After Birth (W.I.P) pt. 15 Growing Pains (W.I.P) pt. 16 A Glimpse into the Future (post! timeskip) (W.I.P)

౨ Daichi Sawamura ! (W.I.P)

pt.1 Breaking the news(W.I.P) pt. 2 Friends and Family (W.I.P) pt. 3 daily life during pregnancy (W.I.P) pt. 4 noticing the bump (W.I.P) pt. 5 Doubts (W.I.P) pt. 6 feeling the baby kick (W.I.P) pt. 7 gender reveal (W.I.P) pt. 8 mood swings (W.I.P) pt. 9 Judgment and Stigma (W.I.P) pt. 10 Baby Shower and Celebrations: (W.I.P) pt. 11 The Final Weeks (W.I.P) pt. 12 The Birth (W.I.P) pt. 13 Baby's first week (W.I.P) pt. 14 Life After Birth (W.I.P) pt. 15 Growing Pains (W.I.P) pt. 16 A Glimpse into the Future (post! timeskip) (W.I.P)

౨ Kiyoko Shimizu ! (male reader)

pt.1 Breaking the news pt. 2 Friends and Family pt. 3 daily life during pregnancy (W.I.P) pt. 4 noticing the bump pt. 5 Doubts (W.I.P) pt. 6 feeling the baby kick (W.I.P) pt. 7 gender reveal (W.I.P) pt. 8 mood swings (W.I.P) pt. 9 Judgment and Stigma (W.I.P) pt. 10 Baby Shower and Celebrations: (W.I.P) pt. 11 The Final Weeks (W.I.P) pt. 12 The Birth (W.I.P) pt. 13 Baby's first week (W.I.P) pt. 14 Life After Birth (W.I.P) pt. 15 Growing Pains (W.I.P) pt. 16 A Glimpse into the Future (post! timeskip) (W.I.P)

౨ Sugawara Koushi !

౨ Asahi Azumane ! (W.I.P)

pt.1 Breaking the news(W.I.P) pt. 2 Friends and Family (W.I.P) pt. 3 daily life during pregnancy (W.I.P) pt. 4 noticing the bump (W.I.P) pt. 5 Doubts (W.I.P) pt. 6 feeling the baby kick (W.I.P) pt. 7 gender reveal (W.I.P) pt. 8 mood swings (W.I.P) pt. 9 Judgment and Stigma (W.I.P) pt. 10 Baby Shower and Celebrations: (W.I.P) pt. 11 The Final Weeks (W.I.P) pt. 12 The Birth (W.I.P) pt. 13 Baby's first week (W.I.P) pt. 14 Life After Birth (W.I.P) pt. 15 Growing Pains (W.I.P) pt. 16 A Glimpse into the Future (post! timeskip) (W.I.P)

Inarizaki 1 / 4

౨ Suna Rintaro!

౨ Shinsuke Kita ! (W.I.P)

౨ Atsumu Miya ! (W.I.P)

౨ Osamu Miya ! (W.I.P)

Shiratorizawa 1 / 6

౨ Wakatoshi Ushijima (W.I.P)

౨ Satori Tendo ! (W.I.P)

౨ Kenjiro Shirabu ! (W.I.P)

౨ Tsuromu Goshiki ! (W.I.P)

౨ Eita Semi ! (W.I.P)

౨ Taichi Kawanishi ! (W.I.P)

Aoba Johsai High 0 / 6

౨ Toru Oikawa ! (W.I.P)

౨ Hajime Iwaizumi ! (W.I.P)

౨ Takahiro Hanamaki ! (W.I.P)

౨ Issei Matsukawa ! (W.I.P)

౨ Akira Kunimi ! (W.I.P)

౨ Kentaro Kyotani ! (W.I.P)

Fukurodani 0 / 4

౨ Bokuto Kotaro ! (W.I.P)

౨ Keiji Akaashi ! (W.I.P)

౨ Akinori Konoha ! (W.I.P)

౨ Sarukui Yamato ! (W.I.P)

Itachiyama 0/2

౨ Kiyoomi Sakusa ! (W.I.P)

౨ Motoya Komori ! (W.I.P)

Kamomedai High 0/2

౨ Korai Hoshuimu ! (W.I.P)

౨ Sachiro Hirugami ! (W.I.P)

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feyrfly · 2 days ago

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Concept art- Archeron sisters’ outfit sketch:

Some references:

Feyre Archeron

Nesta Archeron

Elain Archeron

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feyrfly · 12 days ago

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No Longer You waltzing animatic, this wasn't supposed to be a serious thing but oh well

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feyrfly · 12 days ago

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Penelope during the Ithaca saga:

#i want what they have

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feyrfly · 16 days ago

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Panem+

(its supposed to glitch)

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feyrfly · 1 month ago

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hiiii! request for kaz x reader but they have a toddler together

Aww, I love toddlers! I have a cousin who's almost 3, and I play so much with him, ah (I swear he never sleeps)

A/N: I kinda imagine Kaz as a boydad (not really sure) (but if requested I can write one where he has a daughter) Kid's age isn't specified, around 2-3 years old. Btw, I tried a gender neutral reader, but it wasn't as good as I hoped, so this is a fem!reader x Kaz. Sorry for grammar mistakes!

TW: touch aversion, loss of brother, miscarriage

(I swear it's a fluff story, we just need to get through the dark ages first)

It was a faint noise at first, which Kaz decided to ignore, despite his instincts. It was coming from one of the streets below. Another noise came, this time louder, that was definitely coming from the room next door. He still tried to ignore it.

The third time around Kaz didn't bother pretending that the crying noise would resolve itself, so he sat up in bed and reached over to his side. He found it empty, which made him get out of bed and walk over to the entrance of the room attached to the bedroom.

But he came to a stop when he noticed the crying toddler from mere seconds ago, now soundlessly sleeping in your arms, as you cuddled him to your chest, lightly rocking yourselves in the rocking chair.

"It's okay, I got him. Go back to sleep," you whispered to him, not even looking up from your son. Kaz let out a quiet scoff. "And have conversation with the ceiling? If we're both already awake, then I'm staying." He said and sat down on the windowsill next to you.

"Your grumpiness in the morning won't be my fault," you told him on a sing song voice, not wanting to wake your child. He just rolled his eyes as he caressed his son's head. "You hate the mornings too, wife."

"At least I don't have the temper of a wet cat, husband."

Husband. Kaz took a moment to take the word in. Even after years of being married, he still couldn't believe it when you called him that. Calling you his wife came easily to him, as if his well protected heart knew who you were, long before his mind got drowned in you.

You never would've guessed you'd be holding his hand, let alone be in the same bed with him. It took the two of you months to get this far. Ever since Kaz told you that he wants you to stay with him, in his own way of course, he had been trying to get past his aversion to touch. He never told you, worrying that you wouldn't see him the same, so he did it in a way that wasn't easily noticeable.

It started with the proximity. Day by day, he sat or stood closer to you and the Crows, getting used to the possibility of accidental touches. Then came touching your arm and back, making it seem as if he's just guiding you somewhere. He did that a lot as a protective gesture.

After the second month of these little things, Kaz got fed up with himself one night, when you got stabbed on your leg and he couldn't help treating your wound. So, out of pure annoyment with himself, when you came into his office with some documents he asked for, he grabbed your waist and held you close to him. Your bodies weren't touching yet, but it was closer than you've ever been to him.

Both of you just stood there, not moving an inch, getting used to the feeling of Kaz holding you, despite the multiple layers of clothing. It was like a breath of fresh air.

So, with months of carefully calculated work, Kaz was able to sleep in the same bed with you, holding your hand, without a knot in his stomach, or phantom hands trying to pull him under. He only needed one look at your calm, content face and he felt like he could breathe again.

"This is what I've been saying! I shouldn't have even though about it!" Kaz said sternly, more to himself than you, as you sat on the edge of his bed, clutching his shirt to your chest.

"Kaz, we both knew this wasn't going to be easy! But the fact that you've been making progress for more than 3 years now, means that you care enough to try," you told him as his hands went through his hair. "You care enough about me, about us. And that means a lot to me."

"Clearly not enough, if I cannot even do this..." he whispers to himself, but you hear him and look at him with anger. "How many fucking times do I have to tell you, that I don't need you to do this? That I'm not demanding this from you?"

"You know you could make it easier," Kaz finally looks at you, frustration written on his face. "You could go to a brothel and get it done, without watching your partner lose his mind and cry in a corner."

"Are you fucking kidding me?" You ask, the disbelief clear on your face as you stare at him. "Oh, you're serious? Damn it Kaz, I did not stay in Ketterdam because it was the easy way! I did not stay to watch you punish yourself for everything!" At your raised voice he looked at you as if he couldn't decide if he heard you correctly.

"Do not look at me like that, you know what I'm talking about! I'd like to remind you, that you were the one who said progress takes time, and that it's worth the waiting. That I am worth the waiting! So please Kaz, don't beat yourself up over this," you say the last words on a soft voice, that Kaz swears could lull him to a dream.

Kaz curls his hands into fists, but lets them relax as he sats down on the edge of the bed next to you. You look at him patiently, waiting for him to reach out to you. Despite the feather light touch he places on your cheek, his cold blue eyes seem to hold a certain heat to them.

"I'm blaming myself, because I can't touch you, or hold you, the way I want to," he whispers, his voice raspy from his emotions. "The way a woman like you should be held," he practically mouths the words onto your shoulder, slowly making his way to your neck.

"I would give all my money to treat you like you should be," he places a kiss on your cheek and pulls away from you, and you keep yourself glued to your spot, respecting his boundaries. Though, a voice inside you tries to convince you to pull him back.

You don't hide your feelings from him, instead you look at him with a heated gaze, and let him decide if he wants to continue or not. You could do it tonight, you want to do it, Saints you've been wanting to for a painfully long time, but you will never pressure him to make the first step. It won't lead to anything good if you push him, so you just keep sitting there, patiently staring at his eyes.

And when he nods, just a slight tilt of his head meaning he's ready, you reach out to take his face in your hand.

"Kaz?" You whisper and he hums in response. "I will give you all the kruge in the world, if you have tonight alone with me."

"You're bribing me into my own bed? I didn't expect this from you, Y/N," he says as he slowly removes the shirt you're still holding to your chest. You move up on the bed as Kaz tovers over you, his hands on each side of your head.

"Anything to get what I want," you whisper as you glance down to his lips and back to his eyes. Kaz slowly leans down to your lips, not wanting to rush himself. "Oh? And what do you want, darling?"

You don't even have to think before the word slips off your tongue, as natural as breathing.

"You."

Everything was fucked up. It wasn't supposed to happen like this. When Kaz reached out to his Crows for a job, for old times sake, a heist that shouldn't have been quarter as serious as the Ice Court, it went sideways at the last minute.

It was a blur to all of them how they got out, and none of them dared to question their luck. While you and Nina carried a bleeding Jesper back to the Slat, you suddenly felt a sharp pain in your abdomen, fearing that it might've been from a kick, or worse, a stab wound.

Inej, Wylan and Kaz surrounded the three of you, keeping an eye out for any more threats. Kaz pushed the Slat's door open for you to go inside, and Nina helped you get Jesper up into his old room, quickly setting him down on a desk he left there.

You were all grateful that almost no one was in the building, too busy living their life on a Friday night.

The pain in your abdomen appeared again, and you quickly checked yourself for a wound or bruise, but finding nothing you ignored it. Maybe it's from stress, it wouldn't be the first time.

The silence quickly disappeared when Nina and Kaz walked into the room, Wylan and Inej hot on their heels. They began arguing about Kaz's planning, Nina's still intact fear of using her abilities, Kaz's stubbornnes, and so on. You tried to yell at them to stop, not wanting to deal with their differences at the moment, but they didn't listen, even after multiple of your attempts.

During one of your outbursts, you sent Inej down to the kitchen to calm Wylan down and keep him company. She only returned to gave you a bowl of water and a towel, to clean off Jesper's wound.

As you worked, the sharp pain increased in your stomach and it took every ounce of your will to not double over. You didn't notice when Kaz and Nina had stopped their argument, but you did notice the eerie silence that followed. You were just finishing stitching Jesper's side, when you grabbed your stomach as a new wave of pain washed over you.

No.

No, no, no, no. This can't be happening. This is not what I think it is, you thought.

Please, don't let this be what I think it is.

You took a glance at your dark pants, but didn't notice anything, so you slided a hand between your thighs and checking it, you saw blood. You knew what it meant. You knew what this was, yet you had to take a second to fully wrap your head around it.

"Are you alright?" Nina asked from the foot of the bed, checking both you and Jesper. "Are you hurt? You look pale as a-"

"If she was, she would've told us Zenik," Kaz said on his usually cold voice, making Nina snap back at him. "How am I supposed to now, if I don't ask? Wouldn't be the first time one of you hid a wound-"

"Just shut up," you told them, but they didn't hear you over their new argument, and you felt the tears burning in your eyes, as you put a blanket over Jesper out of protectiveness for him.

You could feel the blood dripping down your pants, down to your leg, and you felt like throwing up. You took deep breaths to keep yourself from completely breaking.

"Wait, just, shut up for a minute Brekker!" Nina told Kaz and he was ready to snap at her, when Nina turned to you sternly. "Alright Y/N, I can literally feel the blood around you, so if you have any-"

"I need you to bring me my bag," you told her, not looking up at her, the pain still too evident on your face. "It's a brown bag, with clothes and hygienic stuff in it, it's under the bed in Kaz's room."

"Are you sure you're alright? I can check if there's anything that-"

"Nina, I'm having a miscarriage, would you fucking go and get it?!" You snap at her and making the mistake of staring at her while doing so. The unshead tears mixed with the pain in your eyes makes both Kaz and Nina freeze.

Kaz looks at you with wide eyes, his face going visibly pale, and his cane almost slips out from his hands. He manages to catch himself and leans his back to the wall for support. Nina doesn't know what to do, she just stands there, the tears streaming down her face. Before she could even try speaking up, you stop her.

"Please Nina, I beg of you, just get me that damn bag," your voice cracks as you try to hold back yourself from crying. As Nina opens the door to go, you will yourself to walk out the door, away from Kaz's hand, all the way to his room. Nina doesn't say anything as she gives you the bag, just looks at you mournfully, gently giving you a half hug.

You and Kaz stand in the room for what feels like hours, when you move to the small bathroom, unpacking your bag.

Why did I even ask Nina? I was heading here anyway. Nevermind, it got me time to compose myself until I got here, you tell yourself, a distraction from wanting to collapse to the floor.

When you felt the first tears escape, you furiously wiped them off, quickly getting some stuff from the bag. Your vision began to blur from your tears, despite your violent attempts at getting rid of them.

Kaz watched you with a mix of sadness, frustration and shock. He didn't even know you were pregnant. Maybe you didn't either, maybe you were just guessing, figuring it out. The state he saw you in when you realized what was happening, it was a stab to his heart. He didn't know how he could comfort you. He always understood your pain, but this time he knew he wouldn't. He would never fully understand this loss.

As he watched you become more furious with your tears, still trying to keep yourself from falling apart, he was there to catch you. Kaz abandoned his cane and wrapped you in a hug and let himself slowly slide down to the floor as you sobbed in his arms.

You told him you weren't ready for a child. He agreed that he wasn't either. Then why did this hurt you so much?

"I can't," you said but Jesper just scoffed. "Oh come on! I celebrate my wedding only once, and I already got Inej to drink. I believe the pirate life got to her," he giggled and you just shook your head at him.

Yes, Wylan and Jesper finally got married, which resulted in a small celebration within the Crows. Everyone was at their mansion in the dining room, congratulating the newly wed couple. Kaz was more alert than ever, never once leaving your side for more than a few minutes. Jesper even commented on it, which resulted in Kaz hitting his head with a slice of cake.

Jesper didn't mind though, he ate the remains off his head without problem.

"Just a sip for me, love! I even bought that fancy drink you like," Jesper said, practically begging you, but you just giggled at him. "Jesper, if a woman says no, then it's no."

"Alright, alright," he held his palms up, not pushing further. "Just tell me why. Normally, you wouldn't miss out on an occasion like this."

You took a quick glance at Kaz, and when he tried to cover up his boyish smirk with downing his drink, you smiled at Jesper.

'Yes, but normally I wouldn't be four months pregnant." The silence that came was filled with shock. Except the sound of Nina choking on her food, and Inej hitting her on the back for help.

"You're what?!"

"I'm gonna be an aunt, I'm gonna be an aunt!"

"I knew there was a reason Kaz acted like a guard dog lately!"

"Saints help this child,"

Everyone got so excited and busy with talking to you, that it gave Kaz a moment to relish in your presence. The way you were constantly smiling at them, already glowing from joy, your hand never letting go of Kaz's under the table. When Kaz felt someone's gaze on him, he glanced around to see Nina staring at him with a bittersweet smile, as if remembering the same thing he had on his mind.

This will be different. This will be better. This will be good.

As you came closer and closer to the end of your pregnancy, you became a hurricane of human emotions.

After announcing the news to the Crows, it was only a matter of time before you started showing. You and Kaz were both terrified of what could happen if anyone in the Barrel found out about your pregnancy. After endless days of debating with Kaz, you decided to move to Lij, Kaz's hometown for a few months.

The countryside relaxed you, and Kaz found it that if you had moved here sooner, maybe he could've evaded the aftermath of your mood changes. He thought this calm and happy version of you was far better than the one throwing knives at his head for gaining weight.

Since you came here, Kaz tried to deal with his trauma in this place too. He could still feel Jordie here, and in the first few weeks he was sure he was going to go mad. Until one night, when you were over the moon with the baby kicking, you advised Kaz to find peace within this place. So he did.

Reluctantly, annoyed and terrified to his core, but he did. He made a headstone for his family, he let himself mourn, remember the boy he once was.

He also didn't stop being Dirtyhands, now doing it via letters. He had Wylan and Jesper to take care of things for now, along with Anika and Specht. Kaz made sure to check on them quite seriously, despite not being able to go for more than a day or two.

One day he found himself working on the same things his father did in his memories. He made sure the little farmhouse had stable staircases, he rearranged the furniture almost everywhere, he fixed the bed frame in the bedroom, also fixed every single lock, door knob, window, and even made time to take care of the farm itself; the trees, the crops, the two horses in the stalls.

Despite trying to keep his hair as dark as possible, Kaz Brekker couldn't hide from the sunlight. Especially not when you looked the happiest when seeing him basked in sunlight, his hair brown like chocolate basked in honey.

"Just one more!" Nina shouted as you groaned in pain. You told Kaz that you wanted Nina to deliver your child, despite her lack of training. Though Nina helped assissting births before, this was different. All three of you knew it was different.

The baby was coming weeks earlier than they should've, which made you panic more than anything. You gripped the bedframe above your head so tightly, you could hear the wood creaking.

You've been at this for a few hours now, and you just wanted it to stop. Everything hurt and you wanted this to be over. Nina kept shouting at you, finding it the most effective way of keeping your focus on her. Kaz didn't leave your side for one second, except when Nina needed something to help her.

At first he kept his gloves on, the sweat of your skin making him doubt himself, but as the hours passed he got rid of them. His hand was gripping yours, trying to take away from your pain, if it was even possible.

But when you heard that cry, you felt the world stop. Nina was saying something as she checked on the newborn to make sure he was alright, but you couldn't hear it. The only thing that you focused on was the little boy, that was now placed on your chest. Everything fell into place as you stared down at him, with Kaz wrapping an arm around your shoulder, looking at his son like he was some kind of treasure.

You have spent hours in the rain to get information. You had knives thrown at you. You escaped death multiple times. Once you even drank poison to make a bluff look real.

All of them seemed like a walk on Sunday compared to the first year with your son. You could go on and on about how he didn't want to sleep, then didn't want to eat, then he would only stop crying when Kaz was holding him, then when he was constantly crying in his arms, scaring Kaz who had a hard time keeping the newborn at his chest, that when your son began sitting you were in constant fear of him somehow rolling off the bed, and-

And you would still say you love him more than anything. Because when he wasn't frustrating you, he was the happiest kid you've seen in your life. His giggle and laugh, the way his eyes lit up with joy while playing with him. Saints those eyes, those beautiful blue eyes, the exact replica of Kaz's. Whenever you looked at the two of them, you couldn't even try to deny they were father and son.

His hair turned out to be what you imagined: light brown, almost blonde, as if it was Sun kissed. He could be tricky just like Kaz too.

When he first stood up, not yet walking, you didn't saw him do it, but Kaz rushed to get you to make you see it. It was only a few seconds, but your son looked at you and sat down, and after asking him multiple times, he wouldn't stand up again. And the boy was giggling all through it.

His first steps were something that you'd keep in your memories forever. Because it wasn't a milestone just for him, but for Kaz too. Your son was past his first birthday, and Kaz was having a hard time with him. Something always went sideways, wether it was accidentally making him cry, or having to give him to you, because he couldn't hold him anymore.

You were moving back to Ketterdam to a quiet neighbourhood, where no one knew your face, the apartment purchased under a fake name.

Kaz was on the front porch of the farmhouse, getting the lighter boxes into the carriage. He heard footsteps behind him and when he turned he saw your son standing at the front door. You were just a few steps behind unmoving, not wanting to make him stop.

"You're gonna keep standing there, or will you help?" Kaz asked him, as if he could give him an answer.

He did this a lot with him. You noticed the habit by accident, when one time you came back from the market and heard Kaz talking to someone. You thought maybe one of the Crows came for a visit, so when you saw Kaz in deep conversation with your newborn about investments, you were more than surprised. From then on it became a daily routine for the two of them to "have a chat".

The child babbled something and Kaz nodded. "Start by coming here and picking this up," he said and held up a little toy blanket Inej got for your son.

And he did. He took four wabbling steps towards Kaz, purposefully looking at him before landing on his foot. Kaz instantly picked him up and when you saw one of his rare smiles, your heart melted a little.

Living in Ketterdam with a 2 year old was definitely the biggest job you and Kaz had to pull off. It helped that Wylan and Jesper was closer this way, if you needed someone to take care of your son.

What didn't help was the noise at night. Both of you got used to the sound of fights and drunks on the street, the neighbourhood far from the Barrel not escaping their voices. The two of you could've slept like it was nothing, if it wasn't for your child crying out in the middle of the night.

You had to take multiple turns in one night, and it was tiring the both of you out. With Kaz now back in the Barrel, doing his business, building his empire, it was slowly taking a toll on him. So one night, with the help of Jesper, Kaz snuck out with your son to his office in the Slat, figuring out a way to keep him calm.

You were in the Crow Club, tending to a few things, giving the impression that you were just travelling and doing jobs the past two years. You felt relieved to see how well Anika and Specht worked together, and felt a childish giggle in your throat as you fell back into your role as a guard. The rush you felt finally wearing your old clothes, the feeling of the knives strapped under your coat, and the sadistic joy of twisting a man's arm for the first time in years, it was unfathomable.

When you went to the Slat and made your way to Kaz's room you heard him talking again. Picking up on the calmer tone he used, you entered and noticed your son sitting in Kaz's lap, as he was pointing on a map in front of them.

"You're saying we should invest into Fifth Harbor?" Kaz asked but the toddler just said "ma". "Could you elaborate?" And with that he put the child's weight on his good leg and lightly began shaking his leg, as if the boy was riding a horse. He giggled as his own voice trembled from the motion.

"Yes, but in that case it'd be wiser to expand the Crow Club, or rather establish a new gambling den." Another sound came from the toddler, this time saying"mama". "Go, ask your mother yourself."

You were about to put a bullet in your head. Or at least ask Jesper to do it for you. By the look on Kaz's face you would have to wrestle for it.

You were spending the evening at Wylan's and what do you know, Jesper was ready to keep your son entertained the whole time. You on the other hand, were scared of what your toddler would accidentally say. He's been trying to talk to you for weeks now, only knowing words and not actual sentences yet.

But one night, when Kaz was late because of something he had to take care of, you were waiting for him in the kitchen after putting your son to sleep. He came in with blood all over his shirt, thankfully his coat covering most of it.

What you didn't notice though, was the small presence at the doorway, listening to the two of you talking.

"So, you just left him there like that? In his own kitchen?"

"You rather I tell him he's been a bad boy? The asshole was being overconfident with himself. Plus, he owes the Dregs."

"What did he even say?"

"I told him I have his contract with the Council, to which he said "You can shove it up your ass". I had a difficult day, so you know why I-"

"Your ass." The little voice said, wich made you look at him in shock. Your son was hiding behind the doorframe, clutching his stuffed animal to his chest. You looked back at Kaz in disbelief, which turned into annoyment.

"Would it kill you to teach him a decent word?"

"He knows the swear words from you, wife," Kaz told you with a smug look. "Fuck you," you whisper to him, but unfortunately still loud enough for your son to hear.

"Fuck"

"This is all your fault Kaz,"

So you were waiting for the bomb to drop, for your son to finally say one of the bad words he picked up, but the night went on without it. You bid your goodbye to Jesper and Wylan, your son holding your hand and waving at them as you did.

"You'll have to tell me where Jesper keeps his liquor," you ask of Wylan, and the little boy next to you finally speaks.

"Up your ass," he smiles. You just stare back at Wylan and Jesper's face with the best poker face you have, ignoring Kaz's cough next to you. Your son also says the word "fuck", but you're too stunned to pay it any mind.

"Uh, see you next week then," you tell them and turn to leave, but Jesper's voice stops you.

"Where the hell did he learn these?" He tries to contain his laugh, but the smile on his face fails him.

"Ma-ma,"

"I swear he's doing this on purpose."

A/N: The first half was more tragic than it should've been, I'm so fcking sorry, the idea just slipped out :/ Hope you liked it, though😅

#i love this fic

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The ithaca saga was in no better words, perfect. It's a masterpiece, the rage in "Oysseus", the longing in "I can't help but Wonder", the heartbreak and love in "would you fall in love with me again".

It is the perfect ending to an already wonderful piece of art.

Jay really is outstanding, all the music, lyrics are incredible and the rest of the cast is as remarkable. They all have beautiful voices that makes the characters feel even more alive.

I'm sad that epic is over but I'm so happy I found it and that had such a beautiful ending.🥲❤️

#the ithaca saga #epic the musical #jorge rivera herrans #epic odysseus #odysseus #epic the thunder saga #the vengeance saga #its a masterpiece #couldn't be better #how will i ever recover

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feyrfly · 1 month ago

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Another one… just endless inspiration It’s so heartbreaking

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feyrfly · 2 months ago

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No place for love part 2

OTHER PARTS: Part 1

Pairing: Azriel x oc/reader

Summary: She was the only way to get the information the spymaster needed, but he would have truly given anything not to see her again. Not to be at her mercy, completely under her control, for she awakened things in Azriel that he would rather had kept in slumber.

Warnings: Mature content, nudity, prostitution, eventual smut, mention's of SA, fighting and a lot of other triggering things :,)

NOTICE: I AM A DYSLEXIC, NOT A NATIVE ENGLISH SPEAKER, I WRITE THESE AT 2 AM, HAVE MERCY :)

(Also, I got some inspiration to this chapter from one of the episodes from BBC Sherlock, where there is the legendary Irene Adler)

The man under Brianna had started to annoy her. She had kept him company for hours now. Fucking him, making love to him, pleasing him however he wanted. She was tired, tired of him. His smell was all over her by now and she wanted nothing more than to wash it off in a long warm bath, that she could maybe get to enjoy later, if she succeeded in her mission.

She was straddling him, running her hands on his chest and smiling down at him. The man was panting heavily under her, eyes closed and his hands still keeping her hips securely in place on him.

“I do not believe I can go for another round anymore love” he said looking up at her. He seemed to be intoxicated with everything around them and especially with her.

Brianna thanked the mother that it was over now. Now she could start the real game. “My lord, did I wear you out? but there were so many things that I still wanted to do.” She let out a fake giggle at the end to convince him of the act she was putting on before him.

She rolled off him, leaving him on the bed. Brianna walked to the other side of the room, where her robe was abandoned on one of the many cushions that covered the floor and made up the makeshift lounging area of the room. She pulled the robe on to cover her naked body. Turning to face the man again, she smiled that vicious smile she knew to make in situations like this.

“Tell me my lord, now that you are back from your travels, what's next?”

“Oh Brianna. Why must you remind me of that boring thing people call reality?”

He turned on the bed so he was facing her. In his eyes Brianna could sense a bite of annoyance. But to Brianna he was a simple man, nothing more than plaything in a bigger game she got to play. Getting the right information meant that she would get to meet the high lord’s spymaster again.

To Brianna it was fun, refreshing almost. Talking to someone who at least tried to be a gentleman. Someone who tried not to look at her only as an object to be toyed and fiddled with.

“I was only meaning to ask so I would know if you would continue to grace us with your presence in the future. Many of my girls miss you, they would be delighted to offer their services to you.” You lied through your teeth, like hell would you let any of the girls near this man. He wasn’t the worst that there was, but if you would have been given the choice, you would have burned him to ashes before he ever laid a finger on you the first time. But at least he was simple at mind. Easy to control, easy to impress.

“My Brianna, always so sweet tongued.” He got up from the bed, starting to collect his clothes from the floor and putting them on. “But yes, I will be staying for a while. Business in the east went well, so now me and my men are preparing for the next stage.” He spoke not realizing how much he was giving away.

Brianna could truly now tell that he wasn’t the brightest of the punch. But she had gotten enough information, it was not yet enough proof to prove anything, but at least she had something interesting to report back to the shadowsinger and the high lord.

Brianna smiled and walked towards the man, straightening his collar while looking into his eyes. “I am sorry to inform you that our time together has now come to an end, my next client is waiting already.”

At the right moment the doors to her champers were opened, revealing Daphne at the entrance. “I am sorry my lord, but I must ask you to leave my lady's room now, but if you are in the mood, you can enjoy a drink downstairs at the lounge bar.”

“Of course, and oh!” The man turned to look at Brianna before saying “I am sorry to disappoint the other girls you were speaking of, but you, my Brianna, are the only one that can satisfy my hunger.”

He bent down at her level and kissed her as a goodbye, then smelling her neck when straightening his back. After that he left, and deep inside Brianna could feel a shiver of disgust, making her want to burn all that he had touched, including herself.

It was wrong to say that she had gotten used to it, no one could get used to it. No matter how many times she laid with these men, every single time she imagined herself somewhere else. She wished she could put a dagger through all of their hearts. If only she had the freedom to do so.

Daphne looked at her lady, her friend. Starting to close the door so she could have a moment to dress and gather herself. Maybe bathe as well. Daphne knew the expression on Brianna’s face, she knew that her friend needed to wash off his touch.

“Daphne, wait.” She said looking at her friend's eyes. “I have message for you to deliver”

“What is it Anna?”

Brianna fully turned to her friend and smiled at her, knowing that soon she really could meet the shadowsinger again soon.

“Send a message to the high lord and his spymaster. Tell them that I have information that they will want to hear. “

Azriel’s pov:

Azriel, Cassian and Rhysand had been enjoying a quiet evening in the townhouse when the fire message came. Cassian had Nyx sitting on his knee, the little boy was chewing a wing of black bat toy that Nesta had gotten him for a present on his 1st birthday.

Message appeared in front of Azriel's nose, making Rhys and Cassian turn their heads towards him. “What’s that?” asked Cassian, while trying to keep the little boy still on his leg.

“The brothel already answered you?” Rhys concluded, making the assumption based on the frown on Azriel’s face. After the visit Azriel had been quiet, at least quieter than usual, which worried Rhysand. His friend hadn’t said anything about who he had met or what had happened at the brothel.

“Yes” was the only thing Azriel answered. Not wanting to let his brothers know how helpless he had been before the woman.

“So this means…?” Cassian asked, trying to pry more information from his brother.

“Me and Rhys are taking a trip to the court of nightmares” Said the shadowsinger, thinking that bringing the high lord with him, he could maybe get more serious information from the woman.

Azriel still didn’t know her name. In his mind he had started to call her “the woman”, not knowing anything else that fit better. She was certainly no girl. Even though she was young, no one inexperienced could act that way. Her eyes had been so dark and Azriel knew that based on the little bits and pieces he had seen of her living space and life, she had seen more than most of others.

After Gathering their weapons, they put on Hewn city-appropriate clothes so they wouldn’t stick out like sore thumb in the dark catacombs of the city that resided under their beloved house of wind.

This time Azriel took extra care in securing daggers and truthteller on his belt, not wanting to be caught off guard. Memories of the woman haunting his mind. He had not been able to shake her from his mind. That devilish smirk entering his dreams, his shadows whispering about her every second he got. He wanted her, but at the same time he wanted to stay as far away from her as he could. Lock her up and keep her to himself, leave prythian and never see her again.

She was going to be the end of him.

Hewn city:

Rhysand gave him suspecting look, when arriving at the front of the brothel. Azriel however ignored the look and closed his eyes. Breathing deeply once, before stepping inside the place. He gestured to Rhys to follow him.

Azriel saw the girl from earlier. She was beautiful as well, he assumed that all of the girls here were. Daphne his shadows whispered to him.

Daphne approached them. Seemingly taken aback by the high lord’s presence. So the woman had not told anyone that the high lord would be joining them tonight. She curtsied to the high lord, as well to him. Azriel only nodded to her.

Rhys had raised his glamor. Trying to blend in, not to cause unnecessary attention and rumors that the high lord of the night court had been seen in a place such as this.

“We received an invitation. According to you, you have what we asked” Rhysand said, keeping his voice calm, but still demanding power.

“Right this way my lord’s” was the only thing she said, turning and starting to walk towards the stairs.

Azriel and Rhysand followed. Not questioning where she was taking them.

Why are you so tense? It was Rhys, speaking directly into Az’s mind from the open crack that had left for him.

Be on your guard brother, please.

It was the only thing the shadowsinger had time to say before reaching the familiar door. Daphne opened it for them, revealing the already familiar room to Azriel.

They took a step to the room. Both him and his brother assessing the space.

After making sure there wasn’t anyone else in the room and that the door was shut, he gazed upon her.

She was at least dressed this time. In a blood red dress, revealing her neck and chest so that it would leave any man drooling. Dress was simple, but clearly expensive, seeing that it was perfectly tailored to her, hugging in all the right places, before widening to airy hem pooling down at the woman's feet.

Last time he had been so focused at not staring at her, that now that when he looked at her face. Truly looked at her in a beautiful dress and hair that fell freely past the woman’s waist in curls. She was the most beautiful creature that he had ever come across. Right in that momen, Azriel knew he was doomed. Because for him she truly was THE woman, the only woman.

“Good evening, lord of shadows”

continued... (part 3 hopefully coming soon :,) )

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