#/KAZ??? SMILING??? MORE LIKELY THAN U THINK\

[vykio]

A Moment of Relaxation

Happy belated birthday @lesbian-kaz ily <3

Special thanks to Mina for reading this for me ily :finger_heart:

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Andrew is sneaking Neil into his house. Well, sneaking is an exaggeration. Neil just asked if he could stay the night and Andrew said sure, but they’d have to use the side door so they wouldn’t have to cross the living room to the stairs. It’s now that Andrew thinks Neil understood that as Andrew sneaking them into the house. Their feet are crunching on leaves and branches lining the side of the house and Neil thinks Andrew is not being quiet or careful enough where he steps.

“It’s Nicky,” Andrew says flatly, though at a volume apparently unacceptable to Neil because he gets shushed. Andrew stops and wheels on Neil to show him his unimpressed face, which he hopes shines through in the dark shadow of the house. Neil returns one of his own, much clearer to receive with half his face in the light of the porch lamp. Andrew says, “He won’t care.” They have, in fact, snuck into the house like this when Nicky was still up, and all he did was greet them sleepily and bid them good night.

“I have trauma.” Andrew rolls his eyes not because it’s untrue—Neil’s parents are freaks about curfews when they’re in town, and can be rather heavy-handed about it at times—but because it’s a dramatic response. It’s just Nicky.

“It’s Nicky.” Andrew grabs Neil’s hand to noisily drag him to the back door. Neil doesn’t resist at all so Andrew wonders why he’s kicking up a fuss. “He won’t care and he probably won’t wake up.”

“Aaron?” Neil asks, and suddenly he is very close; pressed to Andrew’s back with their clasped hands between them. Andrew’s other hand fumbles with his keys as he pulls them out of his pocket. He nearly drops them, too focused on the lack of space between him and Neil, the heat of him, his breath at his ear, to keep them steady. He pulls himself together though and untangles their hands to hold on to the doorknob. 

“Who cares?” he remembers to say—whispers it for Neil’s sake—then unlocks the door and pushes it wide so he can push Neil in ahead of him. The heat on his back doesn’t disperse immediately. It clings to him and climbs up to his cheeks, followed by the very violent urge to kiss Neil. 

Andrew closes the door behind him with probably more force than is necessary, which earns him a panicked and displeased look from Neil. His mouth moves and Andrew’s finger comes up in warning. Do not shush me again. Neil’s lip curls back but he doesn’t. Instead, he quietly toes off his shoes and picks them up to carry them to Andrew’s room.

Andrew closes his bedroom door more softly then turns the lock. Being in here seems to relieve Neil—the tension in his shoulders leaves, the earlier stress lining his mouth and brows smoothed out. Andrew stops any further thoughts of Neil’s mouth and focuses on the way Neil seems find complete relaxation in Andrew’s room, which is arguably a worse thought. Neil throws his shoes next to Andrew’s desk. They land noisily and Andrew bristles for a second, for having endured Neil’s paranoia on the way in.

“The walls aren’t soundproof, idiot.” Andrew slips two fingers in the back of Neil’s collar and tugs him backwards towards the dresser. He releases him and opens the top drawer, then instructs Neil to, “Change.”

Andrew grabs his pajamas and slips out to the bathroom to change. When he returns, Neil has changed into his borrowed pajamas. He’s also set up his bed so it looks less like a wasteland of blankets and pillows and more like an acceptable arrangement for watching movies on a laptop screen, and has settled himself comfortably in the middle of the bed. Andrew’s computer sits closed at the end of his bed and Neil has his knees tucked up against him so he doesn’t accidentally knock it off the bed. He smiles sleepily at Andrew, and Andrew scoffs.

“You’re gonna fall asleep.”

“No, I’m not,” Neil whines, lazily patting the mattress.

Andrew goes to the edge of the bed and ushers Neil towards the wall, then has him roll back so Andrew can climb over him and be closest to the wall. Andrew’s still propped up when he’s looking at Neil, eyes wide, now seemingly more awake, and for a long moment they stare at each other. 

For a long moment, Andrew wants, and he allows himself to think he can see it reflected in Neil.

Andrew looks away first, reaching for his laptop before he properly settles in. He turns on Into the Spider-verse and puts the laptop between them. Neil sits up to lean back against the headboard. 

Andrew thinks it is incredible that Neil has managed to fall asleep just as Miles is about to discover what he can do when he puts his mind to it. Predictable, but incredible. Incredible still is the way they’ve slumped together over the course of the movie. Neil is now curled into Andrew’s side, tucked underneath Andrew’s arm. Andrew will make fun of him later for letting him use him as an armrest. 

He closes the lid of his laptop with his foot and takes a deep, steadying breath. He should move it back to his desk and bully Neil into a proper sleeping position. Or he can stay like this a little while longer, until they inevitably push each other away to steal different blankets.

In the morning, they’re still stuck together, and Andrew tries not to think too deeply about the confused, then entirely too-happy look Neil directs at him.

[mencnfire]

If I wasn’t at work I’d give you an entire paragraph but I’ll condense it down for you: you’re amazing and I adore and love you. 10/10 human. I’m so touched we’re pals and you make me smile just by existing on the dash. Lemme put my tongue in ur ear bb

(( i dont remember what meme this was for - i'm sure it was like a 'pls gib me lov' meme or somethin but i kept it in my inbox so i could absorb it and huff on it as if were a pair of kaz's panties (thats a fuckin weird thing ive just said but im not gonna erase it, gotta commit to that weird shit).

i love u, zed. i think you're wonderful and everytime i talk to you i feel like a lil bug being snuggled in a rug cause you're such a pleasure and such a joy to chat with. you're down-to-earth, fun and you simp for ryan gosling which i can honestly 50000000% understand and support.

being all soppy; speaking to you has helped me during this shitty time, probably more than you realise - and i want you to know that im thankful for that. i hate that something so shitty bought us closer but im also like, glad, that we've got each other's backs. you are my g, my homes, my fren ~

( also side note but every single muse you write is 10/10, you're like that king dude - everything you touch turns to gold. 1202342/10, would worship ) ))

[wokeleftistmob]

[ID: Four comics featuring Barok van Zieks and Albert Harebrayne from the Great Ace Attorney. The second and third comics are in black-and-white.

Comic 1: A younger Barok approaches Albert, thinking to himself, "Right... Today's the day... I asked Klint for advice to confess to someone I like..."

"Oh, my little brother has a crush? How cute!". Lady Baskerville says, "Such a lucky lady she must be-". "...And told him the object of my affection wasn't that great at reading hints". "Well, Barok. In that case, perhaps you could let them know in a way that's unique to their interests? Take, for example, someone who enjoys gardening. You may find they connect more to flower language than a conventional confession".

Barok continues his thoughts, "So because of that, I...". He approaches Albert at a desk, blushes, and says, "Hey, Albert". "Ah, Barok! How are you doing?". "I'm well, thank you. However, there is something...". "What is it?".

Barok hands him a piece of paper that has "9u - 7i > 3(3u - 7u)" written on it. "...Could you solve this for i?" "Hm? Why, it's i<3u!" [i heart u!] Barok thinks, "...That was fast". "Of couse, Barok, if you need any other assistance in mathematics, I would be delighted to help! In fact, I could tutor you the next time you're free. There's a new coffeehouse near campus we could go to-". "Ah... He didn't get it... But..."

Barok smiles softly and blushes. "...I'll gladly take you up on that offer" Klint asks him, "So, Barok, how did your confession go? Your big brother's advice can't go wrong!". Barok smiles brightly and blushes as he replies, "Oh, it was wonderful. I'm getting algebra tutoring next week". Klint is confused and says, "??? You're a law student"

Comic 2: Daley and Evie Vigil stand inside a hot air balloon and look at another balloon in the sky. Evie says, "Why, that's... Daley, dear, take a look. It's the defendant and the handsome prosecutor from the trial I attended". Daley replies, "Oh. The scientist wasn't it". "That's right". Daley sees Harebrayne looking upwards with a fascinated expression. "...As you would expect from a scientist, he seems more interested in how the hot air balloon works rather than the view". Evie comments, "My, well... It seems the prosecutor has something else he's more interested in as well". Van Zieks looks at Harebrayne and smiles softly.

Comic 3: Gina Lestrade crosses her arms and says, "Oi, dodgy professor... You the Reaper's man, ain'tcha? Izzit true that he's really like a vampire? Rumor has it, get too close to him and he'll suck yer blood out for a drink. Just like he guzzles them glasses of wine".

Kazuma replies, "I'm telling you, it's ridiculous". "Lemme hear it straight from the source, Kaz". Harebrayne smiles bashfully and says, "N-not at all! Barok isn't like that, he's a kind man". He thinks of Van Zieks gently kissing him on the cheek with "The Reaper's Soft Kiss". "Besides..."

"That's physically impossible! Sure, a human can bite through skin, but we can't pierce it cleanly enough to drink blood with our teeth". He starts biting his nails. "Oh, but if we had sharp incisor teeth like vampire bats, we might be able to...". He starts writing in his notebook. "It would be important to consider the force behind the bite as well...". He triumphantly yells, "Yes, perhaps if Barok was equipped with a special mouth guard he could functionally become a vampire!!!". Gina says fearfully, "How utterly terrifyin'". Kazuma replies, "He won't have any more people going out to attack him, that's for sure".

Comic 4: From inside a hotel, someone says, "That will be 42 shillings". Van Zieks replies, "Here". Harebrayne gratefully exclaims, "Oh, thank the heavens for you, Barok! However can I repay you for paying off my hotel bill!?". "It's no matter, Albert. I'm just glad you're here". Van Zieks crosses his arms. "But... if you didn't have the funds for such an extravagant stay, you could have told me beforehand". Harebrayne bows his head and says, "N-no! It was a spur of the moment decision, I wouldn't've expected you to pay for my stay if I knew how much it was earlier".

Van Zieks places his hand on his brow in frustration. "Oh, Albert. I meant that we could have made other arrangements". Harebrayne turns his head. "Hrm?". Van Zieks blushes as he says, "...Next time you come to London, you'll be staying with me". Harebrayne's eyes are shining. "Oh...!!!". End ID]

benbaro week comic dump

[lxstlifee-blog]

        While most would probably flinch from the sight of the Exo’s heavily damaged throat area, Kaz only leans in closer with something of a smile lighting up his features as he rocks back onto his heels to make eye contact again. So they were like him! Something inside his chest swells at the realisation as hands that had clasped behind his back after signing pull up to his own neck.

        Despite himself, the Hunter hesitates for a split second before pulling his own under-layer away to reveal the thick, deep set scarring over the majority of his throat. To an onlooker it would loo like the Hunter’s throat had been torn out in a past life - being the result of his death at a first glance. Kaz doesn’t really know how he got the scarring but he knows the damage to his voice isn’t quite as severe as the Exo’s own. He can still talk - though only at risk of pain and tearing somewhere in his throat.

        //I’ve never met anyone else who’s the same as me.// The signs are more confident now - less pressed against his chest as the Nightstalker straightens before Cricket. //I mean... I can talk, but not very well. It hurts.//

                                                                                               -continued from X / @cricket-7​.

[iaetherballs]

# SPARKS FLY ! “ cuz i see sparks fly wnvr u smile “

— the car ride home with kazuha was…definitely something! let’s just say you’ll drink more responsibly next time.

You didn’t know how many shots in you were, but you did know that tomorrow morning’s hangover was going to kick you in the ass. You had long adjusted to the overbearing bright lights and blasting base of a random partynextdoor song, but something in the back of your head was telling you it was time to hit the hay.

If you were sober, you probably would be freaking out about where your friends were. But the pink whitney in your system was great at convincing you that your missing friends were an issue for later. Glancing at your phone, the time said 12:46. Kazuha should be here any minute now.

You felt the couch sink as someone sat down next to you. You would have felt more alarmed by a stranger sitting so close if you hadn’t quickly registered who the blue hair of the ‘stranger’ belonged to.

“How exactly are you getting home tonight YN?” Kaeya questioned. He miraculously seemed sober, which was strange considering you could have swore you saw him downing drinks earlier.

“Kaz,” You answered, taking a drink of the water Kaeya had given you. “Oh, so he’ll pick you up in the middle of the night but refuses to do the same for his dear friends? Absurd,” Kaeya shook his head, but not without having a knowing smirk on his face that your drunken state could not figure out.

You were about to question Kaeya, bringing up the fact that you too, were Kazuha’s friend, but you were interrupted by Kazuha himself barging through Yoimiya’s front door.

He was wearing sweatpants and a t-shirt, and honestly looked like he was about to fall asleep himself, but his slightly frantic eyes relaxed when he saw you sitting by Kaeya.

“Kazuha!” Kaeya exclaimed, “So great to see you, here to take our dear YN home I presume?” Rolling his eyes, Kazuha turned his attention to you.

“YN, cmon let’s go. It’s late and we have that meeting with Lumine tomorrow or uh, today I guess? I don’t even know anymore,” Kazuha told you, half expecting you to put up a fight, but was pleasantly surprised when you clumsily stood up and stood next to him.

“That was easier than I thought it would be,” Kazuha mumbled, keeping an arm around your waist to stabilize you. Kaeya raised his eyebrow, “‘We’re just friends’ my ass,”

Kazuha considered arguing back, but it was late and he honestly could care less about Kaeya’s antics at the moment. So he settled for just rolling his eyes at the latter and walking out of the house with you stumbling next to him.

The clean smell air freshener in Kazuha’s car felt comforting as you adjusted yourself in the seat. The car ride was a bit awkward on Kazuha’s end. An hour ago you had drunk confessed your feelings for him, now you were here, sitting in his car.

“Did you know Tomo didn’t know how swim until he was like 14,” you said randomly, hoping it would help get rid of the silence. Kazuha chuckled, “What exactly is the reason for telling me this right now?” “I dunno, just thought you could use it against him one day,” You replied, looking out the window at the silent streets.

“Well I greatly appreciate it, thanks YN,” Kazuha said. “He also thought he could make candles for our mom out of crayons and set the kitchen on fire once when we were little. I don’t think I was supposed to tell you that but I think it’s funny,” you stifled a laugh. Drunk you was full of confessions it appeared.

“If I’m being honest, Tomo is actually an idiot,” You started, “Like there’s something wrong in the head with him, or he’s just extremely clueless. Lumine even told me that people can tell we like each other so how come he’s always like confused whenever people make fun of us. It’s soooooo obvious. I mean it’s obvious that I like you. I don’t know about you though… oh my god please like me back that would be so bad if you didn’t!”

Kazuha could have sworn he would have gotten into an accident if there were actually other cars outside. He considered himself someone who was witty enough to not ever be left speechless. Maybe he wasn’t as smart as he thought he was.

“YN, what the actual fuck,” Kazuha finally replied after a few seconds of silence. “What?” You asked, “Did I hit a nerve or something, damn,”

“Yeah I think you actually did hit a fucking nerve jesus christ-“ Kazuha was interrupted by seeing Hu Tao’s car parked at your apartment complex. “Oh I’m gonna fucking kill her,” Kazuha said to himself.

“You’re gonna kill me?” You exclaimed, leaning away from Kazuha. “No, I meant Hu Tao oh my god,” He sighed. “You’re gonna kill Hu Tao? No no please don’t she’s my best friend please Kazu-“ Kazuha put his hand over your mouth to shut you up.

“I’m not going to kill you. I’m not going to kill Hu Tao. It was a figure of speech, okay? So please stop freaking out and yelling because it’s one in the morning and I really don’t want people thinking that I’m killing you in my car when I’m not. So can we just get inside your place without any more issues please,” Kazuha sighed in exhaustion.

You nodded, removing his hand from your mouth and mumbling an apology. Kazuha parked his car and helped you into your apartment complex. He knocked on the door and prayed that Hu Tao was still awake to answer. God was on his side today, because she miraculously was.

“Oh, hey Kazuha!” Hu Tao waved, slurring her words, “What are you doing here? It’s so late!” “I’m dropping off YN. You know, your best friend that you ditched at Yoimiya’s?” Kazuha deadpanned. Hu Tao’s smiling face turned into panic as she grabbed you out of his arms.

“Oh my god YN I am so so so so so sorry I thought that Venti was gonna drop you off here please forgive me,” Hu Tao hugged you. Kazuha turned around to go home, it was now 1:21am and he would really rather just be in bed instead of dealing with two drunk college girls.

“Kazuha, if you want you can stay over. It’s so so late and you’re probably exhausted! Besides don’t you and YN have a student council thing tomorrow anyways?” Hu Tao offered. “As much as I appreciate it, I don’t want to intrude. But thanks for the offer Hu Tao,” Kazuha declined.

“Eh, you wouldn’t be intruding. We also have a spare bedroom for you to use. And I don’t think you should drive back to your house if you literally look like you’re about to pass out right now,” Hu Tao reasoned. Sighing, Kazuha walked into your shared apartment and closed the door behind him. “Thank you so much. Goodnight Hu Tao. Goodnight YN. I’ll pay you guys back somehow tomorrow,” Kazuha said.

“Uh, it’s not like I gave you my kidney, it’s really not a big deal. Your room is down the hall first door to the right. Let me know if you need anything!” Hu Tao waved before making her way to your room to drop you off.

Kazuha closed the door behind him and fell onto the bed. Finally having time to process what the hell happened between you two tonight. Moments before getting the sleep he desperately needed, Kaeya texted him.

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[samisinsomniac]

YOUR FUTURE KIDS AND PREGNANCY WITH YOUR FS !!

Guys, remember read this only if u wanna have kids otherwise, ignore this and scroll away !

Pile 1,2,3 left to right✨

Pile 1

Pile 1,

When u get pregnant with your fs's babies i see them bringing all the baby books to see how to take care of the mother and the baby, how to be careful, how to take care of it. I see your FS's are prolly very careful and responsible. Yk, you could be just a month or two preggo and they could run around and make sure u are okay, treat u like a kid and wouldn't let you do anything ! You would get annoyed but can't help but smile at his craziness. This person might be tough on the outside but is actually a softie on the inside, like they love kids.

Your kids will be very vibrant and loving but will be very business minded like their mom or dad, bc I see your FS as a business person. They as teens would be very careful, responsible and well behaved. Could be tit for tat. I see a girl wearing hoodie most of the time with transparent rimmed glasses, nd suit at times. This could be her style. Could have Leo, Aqua or Sag placements. I also heard Capricorn so.. specifically Capricorn moon. They would cherish their mother and could be a daddy's girl. I see your FS being very strict yet soft with the kids kinda like the responsible bff. How cute is that ?

PILE 2

Your FS has a very homely vibe to them, they are definitely an earth sign or u could have earth placements. They or you could have Taurus and Capricorn and slight Virgo placements. They would love and cherish u. I see them getting all excited and even cry tears of joy when they hear you that u are pregnant. They wouldn't believe it😩. Like we see in social media, they could pick u up and spin u. They would be so excited to become a dad. I see them checking out all the latest baby products and show it to you. You wouldn't be able to stop yourself from laughing at their silliness. They are a sweetheart, i am seeing. Like I see a lanky guy in a normal tees and shorts just crying in the bathroom when he hears the news. How cute is that ? Aww, it's adorable😩

Your kids will be very amiable and such sweethearts, they will have a lovely voice and could be very obedient and they are so huggable. I see them hugging you when u are having a bad day. They could have earth placements too or maybe some, Gemini placements. This pile is a little short but they are the only messages i got🛐

PILE 3

Your FS could have a vampiric style to them, like silk half buttoned shirts with a toned body and baggy pants. Short curly hair. They could love wine tho. Could also have vampire teeth ( i have them, LOL ). When they hear u being pregnant, they could give a neutral sign bc they would take a little time to process it and then they are gonna give a cheeky smug dimpled smile and could go and hug you tightly. They would be excited but in a non showy way. They would hug you and pick you up bridal style and kiss u when you will have mood swings which is kinda adorable. This person is hot, ngl ! This is so cute. They would love you and would be a pro at handling kids😚

I see you having two kids, one boy and a girl. The boy could be like you, soft and unwilling to let go. They are a softie like the ultimate softie. Could be an Aquarius and would love to discuss things with u. A mamma's boy but would be able to let go when he grows up. Your daughter on the other hand is someone who is unbothered like her dad. Could be a daddy's girl. Imagine Kaz's daughter, LOL. She could be a real badass and would not think twice to hit someone if they disrespect her or her family. She is very family oriented, i see ! She loves her family more than herself. Like a theme of Inej Ghafa, yk !!

LMK WHICH ONE RESONATED

[rcksmith]

Rules — Kaz Brekker

Requests: “Your works is incredibly good, masterpiece. Can you please smut with Kaz Brekker and prompts 34, 37, 47? Using your rules, they are wonderful. I will really wait))”

“could u do #39 with kaz???ignore if ur not comfortable with this!!”

“Hello, just binge read your kaz brekker smuts and they are amazing! Was wondering if you could do something with smut prompts 34,84,&72?”

Smut prompts:

34. “You’d better watch your fucking mouth.”

37. “I’m so sick of your voice. Why don’t you come over here and put your mouth to better use?”

“39. “You keep acting like a little brat and I’ll take you over my knee right here, I don’t care how many people are watching.”

47. “You look so good on your knees like that.”

72. “Fuck you.” 1. “I’m up for it if you are.”

84. “Let me show you what happens to little brats who don’t follow the rules.”

Couple: Kaz Brekker/ Fem!Reader

Warnings: swearing, NSFW,explicit heavy smut, dirty talk, dom!Kaz.

Word count: 2k.

A/N: All smut requests for Kaz must follow these rules.

Thank you so much for the requests and for all affection 💖 I decided to compile these requests, since they were the same central plot. I added all the elements that were asked for individually, and made sure that all ideas were respected and written down. I hope you like it and good reading.

English is not my first language, so I so sorry if have a mistake.

Requests are closed. Love you❤️

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There were two types of people in the world. The dangerous ones, with whom shouldn't play or challenge, people who are able to see and set your soul on fire with a single look, who exude power and domination with the way they walk. And there were people who loved to play with danger, with fire. People who felt the adrenaline pump in their veins and loved the feeling of being messing with something forbidden. Overcoming limits, challenging people on power.

Kaz Brekker was the first type of person. And you were second.

He was intimidating, dark and dangerous. An aura of mystery adored him like an underworld selvedge, and his caustic and intense gaze could very well be bought from what Lucifer cast around the world after The Fall. It was amazing how he hadn't left a trail of rubble where that gaze passed. People feared him, obeyed him, responded to his orders with astonishing precision. Everyone, but not you.

The surest comparison to define you would be to buy Jesper. Both with social personality, adrenaline addiction and seduction in their eyes. But you were a little more than that. More impulsive, more reckless, and more provocative. While Jesper knew all too well when to step back and keep your mouth shut, you refused to bow to Dirty Hands. Not because it was proud, but because it was fun, thought-provoking. Addictive. Every cell in your body felt extremely alive when you are under Kaz Brekker's dominant, angry, and dangerous gaze. He giving you a clear warning that you were swimming in turbulent water, but you were just plunging deeper into his waves.

You wanted to push him to the edge, the exasperation, to see what was really underneath that cold face and serious. Kaz could very well be the boss of the famous gang you were part of, but his rank wasn't enough to stop you. Never would be.

"Frankly, I just don't care." You told Jesper and Nina in one night, downing a shot of vodka.

"What?!" She looked at you dumbfounded. "Kaz is your boss and you argued with him about his plan!"

Nina looked alarmed, but all you felt was adrenaline and pleasure.

“Because it was a nonsense plan and…”

“What nonsense plan?”

And there was Kaz. With his height and his black underworld clothes, with his Lucifer gaze and mouth made for sin. You wanted him to sin. But you wanted l him sin with you.

Jesper and Nina soon stuttered trying to make up an excuse, but you weren't given to lies.

“Yours, in this morning.” Jesper looked like he wanted to stick his head in the dirt after your comment.

Then, once again, that fervent gaze was upon you, and every pulse in your body frantically pumped blood through your veins.

“Don't think I didn't notice your inability to follow rules, Y/n.” It was a warning.

“Oh I don't have a problem following rules “You rested your chin in your palm, with your elbow on the table, and held his fervent gaze, “,but only when they make sense. So that's the only way I can be very obedient, Sir.”

You heard Nina gasp, but your eyes didn't leave Kaz's. There was much more to that look than met the world could see. There was war for control, battles and ferocity. Kaz Brekker wanted to break you in half in that eye contact, but you wouldn't budge because a look. If he wanted you on your knees, you would be very happy to do it, but it would have to be the right way.

Kaz leaned toward you, closer enough for no one else to hear what he was going to say but far enough away that his mouth wouldn't touch your ear.

"You keep acting like a little brat and I'll take you over my knee right here, I don't care how many people are watching."

After that, the sexual tension between the two of you was suffocating, so thick it could have been cut with a knife. But nobody did anything to placate it, and you two just let it get bigger. Bigger and bigger. Until it's too late.

And in one night, it was too late.

"I won't do this just because you want to!" You crossed your arms over your chest.

Kaz wanted you to kidnap one of a mobster's kids to act as security when making a deal, but you wasn't going to kidnap anyone.

“You work for me.”

“No, I work with you.” It was a lie, but you didn't budge. “Don't think I'm here for lack of choice, Brekker. You need me as a vital member of this team and don't forget we're on an equal footing.”

His blue eyes turned almost black. Kaz Brekker rose from his office desk.

“Do you really think you're going to tell me how to act? Think you're gonna boss me around? Well, I don't think so.” His speech was slow and hot and dangerous, like that of a hunter prowling his prey and contemplating how pathetic you attempts to fight were.

“I don't give a damn what you think.” Your whole body was throbbing with life in that moment, as if fireworks had exploded in your chest. “But I won't do what you're ordering.”

"Fuck you." His voice was a growl.

A spot between your legs vibrated, and you gripped the taunt tightly. "I'm up for it if you are."

That seemed to be the pinnacle. The air crackled, the world shuddered, and Kaz's eyes roared with the flames of hell. He walked towards your with three long, purposeful strides, grabbed your chin in his gloved hand and brought you close to his mouth like you were just a rag doll.

Your breath burned in lungs, your unrestrained heart grew stronger and your entire body shivered. A low moan caught in your throat, but you could feel the warm, pulsing liquid stain your panties.

"You’d better watch your fucking mouth." Kaz's voice was husky, strong and gruff, like a boss. Your boss.

Pleasure invaded your body like waves of electricity, stealing your breath and making your blood burn in veins like scalding lava. Your whole body vibrated, screamed, begged. You wanted to disobey and be dominated. You wanted to fight and be defeated. You wanted to play rebellious and be demoted to a good girl.

And your desires must have been very explicit and pleading in your eyes, because Kaz let his lips curve into a cocky, smug smile. The smile of someone who knows he has power.

"You are such a hypocrite." He brought his body close to your. "Saying you're not easily obedient, likes others to think you're provocative and rebellious, but you're just a needy kid wanting my attention."

You moaned this time. A broken and delivered sound that gave away your entire game.

"I'm not one of the men you can challenge and get along with."

"I didn't think you was." You tried to rescue the last spark of provocation, your last fire of insolence.

“And yet you test me. Because you know what I can do with you.”

His husky words hit your skin, and Kaz pulled your chin more closer, until your lips were able to swallow his words. “Because you know I can break you.”

The moan came loud this time, desperate and needy. Kaz hadn't even touched you properly and you already felt ready to combust.

“Y-yes.” But if you were desperate, Kaz was burning with dangerous fury.

“I'm so sick of your voice. Why don’t you come over here and put your mouth to better use?”

Then his hand slipped from your jaw and stuck to the silky hairs on the back of your neck, closing his fingers there and bringing you with him to the armchair Kaz had been sitting in seconds ago.

They weren't sweet, affectionate, or kind touches, but that wasn't what you were looking for. You wanted roughness, fury, raw and strength. You wanted something wild, wanted had marks on your body the other day to tell a story. You weren't a woman who settled for the basics and wanted someone able to show you what a real fuck was. You wanted to be broken. And Kaz Brekker could give you that.

He sat down in the leather armchair and pulled you to the floor, settling you on your knees on the floor between his long, masculine legs. The awareness of what was to come filled your mouth with water, with desire, with lust, and you found yourself already leaning your mouth closer and... Kaz pulled your hair back, not hard, but firmly, keeping you away from his dick. For a while.

“Are you so eager to get my dick yet?” His free hand, now ungloved, glided to your face, running his thumb across your cheek in a firm, possessive touch. “Of course you are. Greedy slut."

Then came a slap. It wasn't aggressive, but you could feel the heat on your cheek. Your panties have never been so wet as they are now.

“S-Sir f-fuck.”

It was a plea, a whimper or a moan, you didn't know anymore. All you could feel was your pussy throbbing, mouth salivating and the overwhelming desire to put his cock in your mouth. It all hit you so hard that you wanted to cry with the wait.

Kaz lowered his mouth to your, slamming their lips together in a rough, brutal, dictating kiss. He invaded with his tongue and conquered everything you had, rubbing the hot flesh of your tongue in an erotic, maddening dance.

"Let me show you what happens to little brats who don't follow the rules." It was his sentence after back away his lips from your.

Unbuttoning his black pants with one hand and pulling the waistband down along with the boxers, he released the throbbing cock that sprang out with glory and grandeur. Thick, streaked with veins and with a pink head swollen and leaking with pre-cum. Everything about Kaz Brekker was delicious. Your moan at the sight was an opportunity that wasn't passed up. Kaz pulled your head by the back of your neck toward his dick, sinking into the velvety, warm, wet cavity of your mouth.

You accepted it readily, almost in desperation, tasting its taste with his tongue and sucking on his head like your favorite lollipop. Kaz moaned loudly, letting his head fall back and loosening his grip on your hair. Your eyes lifted to him, and the sight made you clench your thighs to ease the arousal.

His broad chest covered by the black button-down shirt rose and fell faster, his smooth white neck was exposed, and his firm jaw was clenched with fury. Brekker looked like the god of the underworld. And you loved it.

Your mouth suck to his cock better, increasing the back and forth movements and leaving a trail of hot sage. One hand rested on Kaz's thigh while the other aided the movements, spreading all the saliva down the length of his cock.

“You look so good on your knees like that.” His voice was more of a growl, and his grip on your hair went back to being firm.

You brought your eyes up to his once more, batting your lashes gracefully as you let out a few broken moans, sliding your tongue across every inch of his warm skin you could reach. Kaz gritted his teeth with your puppy dog ​​eyes. Losing all control and letting out a loud growl mixed with an aggressive curse, he thrust your head at him, sinking his entire dick into your hot mouth and hitting the glans at the beginning of your throat.

You gasped and he moaned loudly, increasing the back and forth and building with the movements of his own hips, fucking your mouth like it was the most delicious thing in the world.

"Fucking hell, what a velvet mouth!" He locked his teeth into his lower lip, using his free hand to slide his thumb across your cheek and give you a reward in the form of a small caress. "That's right, good girl."

You moaned, squinting your eyes and relaxing your throat. His compliment has done wonders for your feminine ego and your vanity, you've sunk your mouth down to touch the tip of your nose to his pelvis, and the grip on your hair has become rough as Kaz moaned loudly in a session of swearing and gasping.

He held you in that position, his whole body shaking with pleasure and despair, blood pumping like boiling lava through his saturated veins. With one last moan mixed with growl, he cum in your throat. In hot, strong jets, making sure you take every last drop. He tasted like salt, man and lust. And it was a miracle you didn't cum right away. The best liquid you've ever had.

Kaz released your hair with a hot gasp, and the hand on your cheek gently pulled you back. His dick came out of your mouth with a 'pop', saliva and tears mingled in your chin, your lips swollen and as red as roses at their apex.

You've never been so fucking delicious as you are now.

Brekker pulled you into his lap, settling you on his thigh and locking their mouths in a kiss permeated with lust and desire. You whimpered, body sensitive, pussy throbbing and throbbing. Your hands went to his hair as Brekker pulled the hem of your skirt up.

"Now, you're going to keep showing me how much you regret being insolent."

You smiled with teasing and malice. The night was just beginning.

[goldengoddess]

kaz brekker shares his clothes with you

request: ok but hear me out,,, kaz letting his s/o wear his clothes as a form on intimacy over touching and the crows start picking up on it-

a/n: ANON U ABSOLUTE GENIUS this is relatively short because i couldn’t expand it but here

you realized early on that kaz really loved his clothes 

of course he did 

they say more about him than he says about himself sometimes 

but you also realized that he liked you in his clothes more 

you’d been sitting on his bed, reading a book 

you had looked at the time and realized it was probably time for you to head back to your own room

it was part of your routine 

though you and kaz worked together to help him overcome his fear of skin on skin contact 

you hadn’t been able to sleep in his bed yet

kaz looked up from his place at his desk 

he looked 

disappointed 

that you were leaving 

you had given him a small smile, making your way to the door 

“wait” he said, as your hand turned the knob 

“yeah kaz?”

“um i was wondering if you wanted this”

you looked back at him 

and he was holding a way too large black t-shirt 

with a white little crow embroidered in the corner 

“it was a gift and now it’s too big and i don't want to throw it away because someone could take it so i was thinking maybe you-”

“yeah kaz i’d love to have your t-shirt”

his whole face had been red as he handed you the t-shirt 

it quickly became your favorite sleeping t-shirt 

one t-shirt turned into two and then a pair of boxers 

and suddenly you had more of kaz’s clothes than your own 

nina was the first to notice your new wardrobe 

the heatrender and you were eating waffles together, catching up 

“is that kaz’s jacket?” she gasped randomly 

you looked down at the black leather jacket you’d taken from kaz last week 

you blushed profusely before slowly nodding you head 

“y/n! this is important information! kaz brekker does not share clothes, he must really love you.”

nina has happily teased you the rest of your breakfast date 

jesper and wylan were next to notice 

but for fairy obvious reasons 

the four of you were sitting in kaz’s office

brainstorming out the next job for the dregs 

you made a move to grab kaz’s hand 

just for the comfort of it 

like you did sometimes

but it seemed that day was particularly difficult for kaz 

because he pulled his hand away, flinching 

you tried to hide your disappointment by quickly going back to looking at the papers in front of you 

you didn’t want to make kaz feel bad for setting his boundaries 

after a few seconds you felt a tap on your shoulder 

you turned and saw kaz holding out the hoodie he was just wearing 

for you 

his eyes said something like ‘here, a sign of peace’

you put it on and kaz looked pleased, going back to his work as well

you looked at wylan and jesper then, having forgotten they were there

the two of them stared in utter disbelief between you and kaz 

“that was weirdly cute” wylan had smiled 

“merchling, that was fucking adorable why lie.” jesper responded, holding a hand over his heart 

you snickered and stole a glance at kaz 

who was already looking at you 

the next was inej 

you were alone in your room 

reading a novel 

when the suli girl made her way through your window silently 

you only realized she was there when she was right in front of you 

“hey inej, what’s up?”

you expected an update on a mission or her asking to hang out in your room 

instead she held out her hand, holding one of kaz’s beanies 

that he almost never wore but always smelled like him 

“kaz told me to give this to you”

she had a knowing smile on her face

you blushed and grabbed the hat from her hand 

“thank you inej” you whispered 

before she left her room she turned to you 

“kaz has his own way of demonstrating his love, im glad this time it isn’t violent gestures” she laughed and slipped out of the room 

matthias was the last to notice the advancement in your relationship with kaz 

you and the crows were sitting playing a board game 

you were wearing not only kaz’s t-shirt but his jacket 

matthias had been starting at you for a while, his eyes narrowed 

you let out a sigh

“matthias why are you staring at me, you can’t kill me with a glance you know?” you teased the druskelle 

he looked at your eyes and then at the other crows who were now paying attention 

“kaz wore that shirt yesterday”

you nodded and bit your lip 

“so you wear kaz’s clothes now?” he asked 

everyone else said “yeah” in unison, not even letting you answer 

matthias looked around shocked 

“so everyone knew but me?”

nina put a comforting hand on her boyfriend’s shoulder 

“yes you big beautiful idiot”

all of you laughed 

everyone went back to playing the game 

but you looked for kaz’s eyes

and he was already looking for yours 

you shared a knowing glance 

you liked wearing his clothes too 

[anordinarymuse]

Helloo, how are you??

Can I ask some Kaz x fem reader in which they make love?? Not just sex, something more intimate. I mean: after a long day Kaz just want to be with his girlfriend so he sits on his bed and drag her to straddle his lap (and make love in that position cause I think it's very intimate, the closeness, everything). They can make it in a slow way because both open their hearts and things like that.

If u don't want to write it or feel uncomfortable, don't worry!!

i'm doing better ty 4asking. i tried to make this intimate but uh idk- i tried tho i promise

intimate.

Kaz Brekker x Fem!Reader

Summary : request

Warnings : dom/sub roles *not explicit* (switch!kaz + switch!reader); bf/gf roles (bf!kaz + gf!reader); pet names. . .?; praise; riding; teasing; unedited

Word Count : 498

A/N : last os post for the day :)

^^happy 250th post !!!

the masterlist.

request here.

Kaz sat stretched out on the couch, Y/N on his lap straddling him. Her legs hugged his sides and her hands rested on his shoulders as she placed a soft trail of kisses over his neck, collarbone, and jawline.

His cock hardened in his tight black trousers but left you in charge for the night. He'd had a long and rough night and just wanted to be with you, around you, in you.

"Stop being such a tease," Kaz whined as you palmed him, slipping a hand under his untucked white button up.

"Shhh, I'm in charge," you chuckled lightly, quieting him up with a kiss as you gently unzipped his pants, the metallic noise ringing in his ears.

Kaz groaned in response, looking down at you. You were unbuttoning his shirt, biting your bottom lip as you did so. You were wearing black lingerie that matched his casual black suit. Pink bows shimmered on the straps of your bra.

Spitting in your hand you prepped Kaz's dick, he covered his eyes with his hand unable to contain his stimulation, which made you grin.

You leaned on your knees, digging them into sofa as you positioned his red-tipped cock with your entrance. As you pushed yourself on, pre-cum crippled slowly down his length.

Starting slow, you moved up and down his shaft at a fixed pace, almost letting out a whine as Kaz buried his face into your breasts. You allow him to unclasp your bra and suck your tits, since he'd been good so far.

"You're being so good, Kaz," you said as you let out heavy breaths, caressing his cheek, him continuing to fondle with your breasts.

"Just for you," he moaned out, dipping down to kiss your navel.

"Stay up here," you took his cheeks roughly between your fingers, pulling him up away from your heat and back up to your bust. "You know better than that, baby."

Kaz whined but didn't return anywhere lower beneath the ending of your tits. His arms were wrapped loosely around you waist, nails digging gently into your arched back.

Kaz had been silent for awhile, leaning his head against your shoulder and his dick was twitching within you walls. You knew him well enough to know he was close. His breaths had also become ragged, just like yours.

"You wanna come with me?" You asked, tone so innocent that if one were only listening they'd have no idea you were riding your beloved boyfriend.

Without hesitance Kaz nodded desperately, a needy whine escaping from his lips, which just about pushed you over the edge.

With a nod, both you and Kaz released at the same time, your body weight dropping into his lap you followed through with your orgasm. The mixture of both your juices spilled from the sides of your cunt.

"You're such a pretty boy," you said softly, smiling, cupping Kaz's cheeks in your hands before leaning in and gently clasping your lips onto his.

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The Gryffindor Common Room - A03

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[moonlitmeeks]

let it snow, let it snow, let it snow - kaz brekker

summary: not even the bastard of the barrel could deny his partner a moment in the falling snow

warnings; none

words; 606

a/n; sorry this is late - totally forgot to post it yesterday for some reason?? also i really hope kaz's character isn't too far from his canon portrayal - with that,, hope u enjoy!!

you nursed a steaming cup of tea in your palms, the hot liquid providing a pleasant source of warmth to battle the cold draught of kaz’s office. you watched him as he worked, raising the mug to your lips every now and again and relishing in the sweetness against your tongue.

kaz’s eyebrows were furrowed as he tackled some of the snags in your newest plan - an attempt to infiltrate the emerald palace’s safe. judging by his facial expressions, it wasn’t going too well. the urge to reassure him died on your tongue just as fast as it had appeared; he would sort it out, in the end. he always did.

though you could have stared at kaz all day, memorising every freckle on his face or the way his lashes lay against his cheekbones, you forced your gaze to move elsewhere, not wanting to be caught admiring him. for once, kaz had opened his bleak curtains, the little window to the right of his desk providing a gateway to the world outside.

then, you saw it. a small flicker, in the corner of your eye, barely there but unmistakable: the fall of snow.

pure elation seized your body as you leapt up, standing on your tiptoes with a grip on the window ledge in an attempt to get a better look. your quick movements startled kaz slightly as he looked up, alarmed.

“what are you doing?”

“it’s snowing!”

he raised an unimpressed eyebrow, but you had known kaz long enough to know it held no real bearing on his feelings.

“you’ve seen snow before, y/n. how is this any different?”

“it’s not different kaz. that’s the best part - no matter how many times it snows, it’s always magical.'' your tone became less sincere as you spoke again.. “although, if you want to get technical, every snowflake is different.”

he scoffed, a sound that from anyone else would show disdain, but from kaz represented more amusement than anything else.

“poetic.” he drawled.

without a second thought, he closed his books for the day and braced his hands against his desk in standing up. in a swift movement, he clasped his cane in his palm and was headed over to the window, the gentle thud of his cane notifying you of his growing proximity.

he hovered behind you like a shadow, grey eyes fixed unmoving on the steadily falling snow. the room fell into a comfortable silence, the sounds of your breathing mingling as neither dared to speak and break the tranquil spell you had slipped into.

“i suppose it is quite nice.” kaz’s gravelly voice appeared harsh against the stillness, words catching slightly in his throat as though they had struggled to escape. it suited him, though: a sharp tone for a sharp man. a tone that spat out bloody threats like it was second nature, but muttered brief yet captivating remarks for your ears alone. kaz brekker was a man of many talents, after all.

taking advantage of his current agreeable nature, you took a chance in turning to face him. despite the acceleration of his breathing, his hands remained steady as he held your gaze, quirking an eyebrow in a silent question. you didn’t move any closer in fear of making him uncomfortable, so settled for a gentle smile.

“i think i’m going for a walk. are you coming?”

“do you think i’d let you walk these streets alone? after all of the shit we’ve been through?” he asked in disbelief.

a teasing smile fought its way onto your lips.

“i thought you’d say that. now come on, before the snow stops.”

again, im still working on getting my characterisations for six of crows down (currently rereading the books again to get a hang of them) so i hope it wasn't too ooc!!!

kaz brekker taglist: @wlfstxr @lxncelot @ms-heartbreak-queen @teen-years-suck

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[liberty-barnes]

Unpredictable Little Brat

Kaz Brekker x Reader

Request: hiiii! can you do something with kaz always being surprised by reader? like she's the variable that he never sees coming and he falls in love with her unpredictableness? thank you!!

Warnings: lots of heist talk cause SoC, kaz being much more comfortable with touch cause trust, love, and time

Word Count: 1.2k words

Estimated Reading Time: 5 minutes

A/N: accidentally went a little bit overboard with how much I wrote here, but I got INVESTED, OKAY? Also, I'm gonna need season 2 to come out soon cause I'm running out of GIFs to use

Masterlist | Miah’s Comeback Sleepover

Kaz smiled as the lock finally made the long-awaited clicking sound, opening with no problem. Amateurs. They think their outer protections are so strong that they don’t need more than a basic lock.

Wylan was behind him, looking nervous as always, but one thing he’s good at is spotting the valuable items in a merchant’s home, so Kaz asked (read: forced) him to come.

“Alright, valuable things only, we have ten minutes to get everything and get out before the guards make their rounds so let’s speed this u-”

He was cut off by a giggle coming from the centre of the room.

“Too late, Brekker. Better luck next time.”

She waved cheekily and tugged on the rope around her waist, immediately being pulled up by one of her girls, leaving him grasping at nothing but wind.

A quick sweep of the house told him it was devoid of any and all valuables and he stomped out of there angrily.

The trip back to the Slat was a tense one. The crows knew better than to say anything, especially Nina, given that she’d come so close to joining their crew.

The Hearts were -as their name implied- a group of Heartrenders that made their home in the Barrel after the Ravkan civil war. They’re all women, all insanely good at their job, and all free of any indentures whatsoever. Their leader, commonly known as the Queen of Hearts, was the biggest pain in Kaz’s ass.

Case in point, she wasn’t even supposed to be here. According to the intel they’d gathered, the whole crew was supposed to be away on a job in the warehouse district, far, far away from the Merchant he was about to rob. And the worst part is, that’s not even the first time it’d happened! It seems like whatever he does, he can’t predict anything about that woman and it’s starting to get on his nerves.

He went straight to his office, not bothering with socialising or torturing the idiot who fed him false info (he’ll give him the night to get out of the Barrel, or else) and let the door slam shut behind him.

“Fuck that pretentious little Heartrender.”

He said, under his breath, as he took off his coat.

“I’d tell you to take me to dinner first, but that’s such a good offer that I might skim over the specifics.”

Well of fucking course.

He turned around. She was sitting in his chair, twirling one of her knives in her hand, a gift from a certain Suli girl.

“You’re insufferable, you know that?”

She only grinned.

“You’re just mad that I’m ahead on this month’s betting pool. Five successful heists to your four, better get say goodbye to that De Kappel, cause it isn’t gonna be yours for much longer.”

He groaned and ran a hand through his hair.

“You’re not supposed to be ahead! I planned everything meticulously, spent hours on those plans, and somehow you still won.”

He sat in the chair in front of her, the one usually reserved for anyone he was doing business with, or more accurately, anyone he was financially destroying. The irony of this was not lost on him.

“Mhm, valid effort on your part, but you forgot to account for one thing.”

He lifted his brow as she set her elbows on the desk, resting her head on her crossed hands.

“And what’s that?”

She smiled.

“Me, obviously.”

She got up and rounded the desk, leaning against the front at barely a foot’s distance from him.

“You see, that’s your mistake. You plan everything. You research, and predict, and plan, and have so much confidence in your plan that you forget to leave space for the unpredictable. AKA me.”

He snorts.

“I always leave space for you. I literally had to buy a bigger bed for you, if that’s not making space, I don’t know what is.”

She rolled her eyes as he took off his gloves.

“How do you think they’ll react?”

He shrugged.

“Well, I don’t think Inej knows all the details, but she knows that we’re friendly so it shouldn’t surprise her…”

She spluttered.

“Friendly? Oh, we’re friendly, now?”

He smirked.

“Just a little taste of revenge, my love, don’t worry. Moving on, Jesper will be pissed that he didn’t know but he’ll get over it. Wylan will most likely ask you all kinds of questions, the curious idiot. Matthias will have a heart attack, which should be fun to watch, I assume that at least half of my whiskey shelf will be gone by the next morning. And Nina… Well… Nina’ll have a field day, that’s for sure.”

She smiled happily and he took her hand, intertwining their fingers. Sometimes it still surprised him that they’d managed to do so much progress in just two years.

“I’ll finally have Nina Zenik on my crew.”

He hummed.

“You’ll also have men on your crew.”

She shrugged.

“You handle the boys, I’ll take care of my girls.”

He pulled her in until she was standing between his legs and hugged her thighs, resting his head on her stomach. Her hands immediately came to rest on his head and he felt a calm wash over him.

“I think they’ll mostly be pissed at themselves for not figuring it out. I mean, two years, really? And I’ve been beating your ass at betting pools for like a year and a half, if I was anyone else, I’d be dead.”

He smiled against her stomach.

“They’ll be too busy being happy to have another boss to care about the specifics, especially cause your girls are gonna sing you high praises. Soon enough, they’ll start worshipping the ground you walk on.”

She pulled his head up until they were looking into each other’s eyes.

“Well, I am a Queen, after all.”

He nodded.

“The Queen of Hearts that managed to steal my cold, dead one. Does that make me your King?”

She scratched at his scalp and he fought against the urge to close his eyes.

“Obviously. I can’t be a Queen and have a bastard for a husband. You’ve officially been promoted.”

He looked at the ring on her finger, stolen on the last job the two did together, secretly, of course.

“Shouldn’t I only be promoted once we marry?”

She shrugged.

“Po-tay-toh, po-tah-to. Either way, you went from bastard to King, be happy.”

Her smile was radiant, happy to finally come clean with their relationship, and Kaz felt himself be taken on that happy high.

“You know, it’s quite ironic, this thing.”

She frowned.

“What do you mean?”

He grinned at her.

“I pride myself in meticulously planning every single aspect of my life, yet I fell in love with the most unpredictable little brat in the world. Very ironic indeed.”

She bent down until their faces were almost touching, giving him space, always giving him space in case it was suddenly too much, then kissed him softly. It felt like home, like safety, like belonging.

“Call me a brat again and I’ll give you a boner every time you’re negotiating something.”

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That last line is cause the other day, I had a thought of Heartrenders being able to create awkward boners. You know, since a boner’s really just the blood travelling to the penis so yeah, had to put it in there.

Anyway, if you liked it don’t forget to like/reblog/comment/send me an ask or dm ranting about it, I really love hearing from you guys.

-Love, Miah <3

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[mattsunbae]

IF THATS THE CASE,,, can i request a part 2 for the "taping haikyuu boys' finger"?? with atsumu, oikawa, and kuroo??? HEHE THANK U IN ADVANCED BAE <333 (only if u want to tho heh!!)

kaz ??? my bae ?? anything for you ???

TAPING HAIKYUU BOYS’ FINGERS PT 2

read part 1 here

characters — tooru oikawa, atsumu miya, tetsurō kuroo

warnings — sorta ?? kinda ? suggestive in atsumu’s ?

song —

OIKAWA

flashed a charming smile as the crowd went wild after his monster serve, completing the first set. his eyes immediately scanned the crowd for you before calling you over to him. you struggled down to him as the fangirls pushed and shoved you rudely, inconsiderate of personal space. nevertheless, you eventually made it down to the bench only to be met by an extremely sweaty tooru. “i’m doing so well, right?” he praised himself as he took a seat on the bench. “yep. as always.” you continued to stroke his ego as he handed you a roll of tape. “try not to cut me this time with those cat claws.” tooru chuckled, sticking his hand out for you to grab. “that was ONE time.” you replied, wrapping the tape around his index and middle finger, tightly securing it. “ah, good job, baby.” he smiled sweetly before planting a gentle kiss on your cheek. “cheer louder than those fangirls, yeah?” tooru grinned as he stood up in front of you. “i always do,” you laughed, “love you.” “love you more, pretty.” he pecked your lips before running over to the team, impatiently awaiting him.

ATSUMU

flexed his muscles proudly as the team easily took the first set. he suddenly ran towards you who was descending the stands to relieve yourself in the restroom. “BABYBABYBABY, TAPE MA FINGERS FOR ME!” he eagerly yelled, backing you into a secluded corner of the gymnasium. “tsum-“ “PLEASE.” he whined as he excitedly shoved the roll of tape in your hands. “alright.” you chuckled, already unrolling the tape as he stuck is hand out for you. “you’re doing perfect, by the way.” you praised as you gently wrapped the tape around his fingers. “it’s ‘cause yer here.” “but i just cheer in the stands like everyone else?” you said confusedly, cocking an eyebrow as you finished up his hand. “yer ma motivation! ya didn’t know that?” tsumu slightly frowned. “ya make me a better man, y/n.” he softly said, smiling against your lips. “now, wish me luck before i go, please.” his voice became an octave lower as he inched closer. “good luck, tsumu.” the vibe was totally different from the initial one. “thank ya, baby. i love ya.” he chuckled deeply before planting a light kiss on your soft lips. turning on his heel, atsumu winked before running off like nothing happened.

KUROO

grinned wildly as the referee called a break between the sets. you already knew to head down to him as he always asked you to tape his fingers, so it just became a habit. he smiled happily as he observed you meekly approaching him, roll of tape in hand. “i was starting to think you forgot.” kuroo laughed his terribly loud, hyena-like laugh, causing you to flinch from the sudden high-pitched sound. “you act like i was screaming.” he rolled his eyes as he sat you down on the bench next to him. “you were.” kai softly said as he passed by. “NOT FUNNY.” tetsurō yelled back. “hey, stay still.” you stifled your laugh, noticing the slight pout on your boyfriend’s face. “that block you did in the beginning was really good.” you said nonchalantly. “that’s cus ‘m the best blocker there is.” he nodded proudly as he flexed is unoccupied arm. “yeah alright, buddy.” you mumbled, finishing his hand. “this is the best you’ve done.” kuroo praised as he examined his newly wrapped fingers. “mm thank you, baby. do your best, yeah?” you stood up before pecking your boyfriend on the lips, earning “ooh”s and “aah”s from bystanders. “love you.” kuroo grinned before jogging off to the water station.

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[jackwolfes]

hey!! i’m kinda sad today, do you have any snippets that are very silly or maybe wesper kissing or … both? alternately, any favorite fics or bits of fics you’ve already posted that you think fit that energy? do you come back to any of your own fics when you’re sad? any other wesper writers you love for those moments?

ohh hello love i'm sorry to hear that! here's my pick of ficlets on tumblr that are soft and fluffy:

(1) (2) (3) (4) (5) (6) (7) (8)

also because in the hopes this cheers you up a bit i wrote this for u:

They aren't drunk, not really. Wylan knows he isn't, at the very least, and he can tell by this point in their relationship that Jesper's clumsy fumbling and half-slurred words because he's just feeling jolly is no indicator of his sobriety. He's a lightweight, that's just a fact, but now -- he isn't drunk.

He's smiling, though. He's laughing at every other silly little thing, and has his arm thrown over Wylan's shoulder to keep him close. Wylan doesn't mind.

They aren't drunk, but they aren't quite sober, either. Just pleased to be with each other. There's rain outside like there always often is, and the candles are all burning low. Tomorrow they're expecting Inej, and have every reason to believe she'll bring Kaz. A dinner party, of sorts, a gathering, a night.

But now, it's just the two of them, standing together in the middle of the parlour. Wylan's mother has retired, and their staff are up in their quarters. They'll wait to listen for a bell if either Wylan or Jesper ring, but Wylan doesn't think they'll bother. They're okay as they are, just the two of them.

They stood to go to bed themselves, and Wylan certainly felt the floaty haze of all that gin start to settle over him. He isn't entirely sure that that's the only reason why they're both now just standing in the middle of the room, almost dancing but not quite. More so swaying -- but that's not something he's going to complain about.

"Isn't it strange," he says, then cuts himself off to hum. Wylan wants to giggle, wants to laugh, but he rolls his lips together to stem the flare of liquour fueled impatience and hear what Jesper has to say. "Isn't it strange," he starts again, "that we're just a family? The two of us, I mean. And your Ma. But-- we're a family, Wy."

Wylan feels his heart stutter. His face goes warm.

Oh, they are a family, aren't they?

"Yeah," he says, and he can't say it without a smile. Jesper grins down at him, wide enough that it's a bit silly -- but so Jesper that Wylan's chest aches.

So he doesn't complain when Jesper turns, keeping his wrists resting gently on the curve of Wylan's shoulders. He wouldn't complain anyway, but he certainly doesn't when Jesper leans down and kisses him, deep and permanent but soft and caring, too. Wylan doesn't stumble or waver, even though Jesper rocks forward just a bit to kiss him a little bit more.

Wylan kisses him back. He giggles, too, and feels Jesper's lips spread in a grin that's undeniable and absolutely, utterly adoring.

They're a family, the two of them, and what's better than that?

[komoreangel]

𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬

pairing: kazuha x reader

scenario: kazuha takes you to the lake for a romantic getaway, and he finds himself reminiscing of days long gone…ah, but you’re here with him, and that’s the only blessing he really needs, isn’t it?

genre: fluff, kazuha misses his friend but he loves u a lot !! + kazuha with messy hair hdbnd

request: KAZUHA AND HIS S/O SWIMMIGN TOGTHER IN A LAKE <\\3 SO ROMANTIC

a/n: SO TRUE ANON!! man,,,no ones doing it like kazuha,,,sexy and romantic? 🏃‍♀️

he woke you up that morning with a soft grin, telling you he had great plans for the day ahead. you had only just woken up, and already the words that fell upon your ears were nothing short of adoration, along with him trying his best to convince you to agree.

his efforts were in vain, because you would’ve followed him anywhere without hesitation. after getting dressed and grabbing your things, he took you by the hand and the two of you made your way out of the harbor. the crux was temporarily docked there while beidou visited ningguang (which the crew knew could take days, as it was painfully obvious they were more than just business partners).

“kazuha, where are you taking me?” you asked him after a while. you had thought he was planning on going to guyun stone forest again, as the shores of his homeland, inazuma, we’re faintly visible from there. he loved telling you stories about the land of his birth, and always said he’d take you there someday.

“don’t fret, y/n, it’s just a different route this time,” he assured you. however, the farther you got from the coast, the more you realized he had a different location in mind. before you could joke about how he’d tricked you, the two of you stood on a cliff overlooking luhua pool.

he offered to carry your bag and set it down in the sand. “darling, come here,” he called. you went over to him, leaning your head on his shoulder as you gazed at the crystal blue waters in front of you. the weather was rather nice that day, and he was ecstatic to have you here with him.

after enjoying the scenery for a while, he once more took you by the hand, with his eyes only on you and nowhere else. “you want to go in?” you have to admit, the water was gorgeous, and it had been getting a bit hot, as if the sun itself would concede to his wishes. “but i’m just in my clothes, i don’t..” he pulled you closer to the water, slightly chuckling at your protests.

“relax, dearest. there’s no harm in getting your clothes wet, is there? it’s hot enough outside that just setting them on the deck will dry them by tomorrow.” you can’t help but agree with him, especially when he looks at you like that. “alright, but if my clothes get ruined, it’s on you.” you tell him. his eyes light up at your words, and the two of you head closer to the water.

“of course, i’ll take full responsibility.” he replies, and as he steps further into the lake, you follow after him. you move your foot forwards, not realizing how deep the water is, and before you can stop yourself, are falling headfirst into the lake. your hair, along with all of your clothes, are now soaked. to your surprise (and slight annoyance), kazuha lifts you up with one hand, his hands steadying you.

“be careful, y/n. we don’t want you drowning, now do we?” you are slightly miffed that he didn’t help you earlier (because from past experience you know he was fully capable of stopping you from falling) and in retaliation you lean down into the water, as if to look for something. he notices, and turns towards you. “is something the matter?”

“yeah, i’m looking for my bracelet, it fell off in the water.” at this, he also leans down beside you, unaware that the bracelet you speak of is actually in your bag, which he was carrying earlier. as soon as his face nears the water, you push him down, his surprise evident as he lets out a yelp of surprise. you laugh at his struggle, as for once, the man who is always ever so eloquent and full of nothing but the most elegant of words is startled.

his head rises above the water with a tired smile on his face. “i suppose i should’ve expected that, hm?” his hair is wet, and has gotten messy from the sudden submersion into the lake. despite it being a prank of yours, you can’t help but think he looks even prettier this way. you help him up, continuing to laugh as you do so.

"sorry," you say between giggles. he continues to grin, pausing to add, "you didn't actually lose the bracelet, did you?" the bracelet was a gift from him to you for one of your anniversaries. "of course not, kaz. i'd never lose it."

he smiles at you and turns his gaze to the water. it wasn't long ago he was standing here with tomo... hoping to himself that things would forever stay that way. moments like these are when he truly understands the shogun's desire for 'eternity'. for the time we spend with our loved ones to last forever, and for the emotions and feelings we hold dearly to never end.

"kazuha, are you okay?" you've moved towards him, your hand on his shoulder. he falters a bit. "ah...yes, darling, don't worry. just lost in a thought, that's all." the smile you give at his words is everything to him, even if you don't know it. "thank you for bringing me here, kazuha. i know it's an important place to you."

so you'd known what he was feeling the whole time? he'd always said you understood him like no one else did, but apparently even he didn't know to what extent. he feels so comforted in your presence, like he doesn't have to say anything to convey his feelings. you just know, and vice versa.

he's never felt more grateful to have someone like you by his side. maybe, even though tomo is long gone, his friend had done him one final favor and pushed you in his direction. because to be in love with a person as amazing as you, kazuha believes there's got to be some other force of nature at work.

a/n: IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG ANON </3 I MEANT TO RELEASE IT EARLIER I SWEAR. there goes kit again with her wack post schedule. BUT 2.1 IS OUT!! AND SCARAMOUCHE APPEARED!! FOR FIVE MINUTES!!!! all jokes aside IM SO HAPPY HE FINALLY SHOWED UP. LIKE....GENUINELY WHEN I WAS PLAYING THE UPDATE AND I SAW HIM I WAS VERY VERY SATISFIED 10/10 !! i also learned the way i portray him might be completely ooc...which is fine its fine im fine- but i think i will be posting more scara content (whos surprised) just to celebrate plus i also wanted to get this one out before another day goes by where i forget, thank u for reading !! <33

[forbidding-souda]

hello... could i please get imagines for kaz, keebo, and chihiro with a chubby fem nb reader? owo... (if possible, with a trans and/or nonbinary chihiro?) thank u!!!

Kazuichi Souda, Kiibo, and Chihiro Fujisaki with a chubby, feminine non-binary S/O

order up. they/he fujisaki for table 6. gender unspecified but those pronouns are used.

currently listening: my name is mud by primus

playlist: kirari momobami

-Mod Souda

Kazuichi Souda

❤ Being with somebody nonbinary has opened him up to be more gender flexible. He never realized before, but he doesn't feel uncomfortable when put in pretty dresses and with lipstick on. He does his eyeliner every day and his hair is bright pink, damnit, it's as if he was practicing to look femininely beautiful. And when you're out, and someone misgenders you, when Kazuichi corrects them they're more likely to listen. You can't tell if it's because of his sharp teeth or because he's a man - but they always listen to him.

"What about this?" He places the little robot on its legs, wounding it and watching it walk around. It walks with a march, as if it were a soldier, circling the room. You watch while sitting on the floor next to him.

"Very cool, how long did it take you?"

"Oh," he laughs. "I started about ten minutes ago."

You close your eyes, beyond impressed. "Sweet deal." You say.

He wraps his arm around your center, pulling you closer to him, your side colliding with his. You lean awkwardly. Sitting there with him as he shows you the small trinkets he makes is something that happens almost every day. He loves it when you compliment him - that approval is something that always makes him feel better. He literally shows to you everything he does as if he were a child.

"Isn't it cool?"

You nod. "It's beyond amazing, Kazuichi."

❤ He doesn't care how much you weigh - he is going to pick you up. Especially from behind, when you don't know he's there. He presses your back to his chest and lifts you off the ground.

❤ Also him dating somebody nonbinary is actually quite perfect because I imagine he's always been a bit bicurious - and he loves feminine people. So haHA! You're perfect for him.

❤ Since ur chubby, your feminine clothes fit him. Win win.

❤ He likes taking pictures with you while you both are in the Rosie the Riveter pose because your weight makes your arms look as thick as his - and the two of you just look buff as fuck.

❤ He likes teaching you about cars in the rare instance that you can impress random men with your immense car knowledge and feminine appearance.

❤ ^ This is absolutely hilarious in his mind. He has experienced many bro-dudes while being a mechanic.

.

Kiibo

❤ If anything, he'd be surprised if you had a gender. Gender is something he doesn't understand - why does it even exist? You're nonbinary and feminine and he's agender and semi-masculine so it's perfect. He understands you a little better than he can understand mostly other people. I'd like to think that maybe he decided to get closer to you than the other people around him because you are nonbinary. When he is first told your gender, he'd probably be like, oh thank god.

You try and remember the last conversation you and him had before he left to get clothes for a costume party - did you even tell him what you wanted? Because what he brought home was exactly what you were thinking. He seemed to know you; that's what catches you off guard. You didn't think anybody could know you so well.

"This is perfect," you say. "When did I tell you what I wanted?"

He shrugs. "I just guessed. It's not like your taste is peculiar or anything. It's just clothes."

"Is it logged in your memory?"

"Now it is," he says. "But not previously - I've never had to do this before."

"You're very intuitive."

His body twitches as if he's gotten the shivers. His lips form a smile and he stares down at the table. He responds shortly. "I listen."

❤ You two might also be one of the most eccentric couple ever.

❤ If you have to explain to someone what being nonbinary means then you usually just say, "you know - what gender a robot would be." and they tend to understand.

❤ Kiibo is surprised by how warm your body is. Are you always warm? Are humans just always a heater? It's strange to him.

❤ Your hands are like, small compared to his own, so he loves to hold your hand. He can feel your warmth through them. Whenever he pulls away, his palms are a different temperature.

❤ ^ Your touch lingers on his body. It's super romantic.

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Chihiro Fujisaki

❤ Being with somebody more feminine helps them feel more masculine. When they feel insecure about not being masculine, you always share with them fictional ships of the strong man and the like 'princess' femme and be like "us". Ya'll probably have matching phone backgrounds with that theme. They love the idea of being the 'man' in the relationship, and when they're with you - it isn't hard to imagine that at all. It helps a lot with their self-esteem.

You're sitting in the living room with them, them typing away at their computer. This is your way of trying to get them out of their room. At least here, they're in your presence, and it's at least some form of company. It's only been a few hours and the place already looks different - empty water bottles on the floor, his socks discarded on the table, half eaten food bags. The mess follows him wherever he goes, it seems.

"Do you want anything to actually eat?"

"No," he says, not looking up. "I live off of this well enough."

"Chihiro."

His eyes widen a bit as he stares up at you. They blink a few times, their eyes not used to staring at anything other than blue light. "Do we have melon?"

"This is your house."

He smiles sheepishly and returns to his computer even when you get up. His eyes do lift and admire you as you leave, however. You're just so lovable when you care for him. Mentally, he puts extra money away into the christmas-eve-gift jar.

❤ Nobody ever assumes the two of you are dating. You could literally (not that you would) kiss them in public and people would probably be like what good friends.

❤ Okay but you could probably give him piggy back rides right.

❤ Anyway they are always locked up in that room of theirs so just coerce them into sleeping by telling them the two of you can cuddle. Win win. Quid pro quo, even.

[lonslibrary]

3 moments between the crow couples during their time at hogwarts

1. an unknown part of wylan and jesper’s somewhat disastrous amortentia story comes moments after jesper pulled wylan in for a kiss by his tie, causing the rest of their classmates to erupt in cheers and applause so loud that professor snape’s “boys! in the hall, now!” went unheard. minutes later, when they had actually been led out of the classroom to wait for their punishment, wylan finally worked up the courage to meet jesper’s eyes, his face almost as red as his hair. jesper’s grin was radiant. “so. butterbeer and my cologne, huh?”

it took all of wylan’s nerve to not sink into the ground where he stood. “i didn’t know today’s lesson was on amortentia,” he muttered, feeling himself flush again.

it took all of jesper’s will not to kiss the younger again right there where he stood with the way the redhead was looking up at him from beneath his long lashes.

“well, what about you?” wylan demanded, rolling his eyes. “let me guess. cards, pumpkin juice, and galleons?”

“no, actually.” jesper replied, spinning his wand in his hand. “i smell grass. gunpowder. and...”

he took a step closer to wylan who stood still, holding his breath. “...and?” the third year asked quietly.

“exploding elixir.”

wylan’s mind shut down.

“the entire room was filled with the same smell from that day we singed snape’s hair,” jesper snorted. “of all things, we had to mess up the potion that smelled like burnt-”

it was wylan who pulled jesper down this time, reaching up on his tippy toes to meet jesper’s soft lips, the ones that had captivated him from the moment he had walked into the potions classroom and saw his new lab partner for the first time.

“fahey, van eck!” snape burst into the hallway. “does it seem possible to keep your hands off of each other?”

“sorry, prof.” jesper winked, eyes still trained on wylan’s mouth. “guess you can say we’ve got...chemistry.”

wylan couldn’t even bring himself to care about detention.

2. nina stifled a laugh, trying to keep a straight face as she watched matthias scan the inside of zonko’s joke shop. she had just gotten matthias to admit that he enjoyed a drink as sweet as butterbeer, hours earlier at the three broomsticks. “you look like you’re inside the shrieking shack, not a joke shop.” nina snickered at the way matthias perked up.

“whatever the shrieking shack is, i think that there’d be more dignity in such a place than...this.” matthias dropped a dungbomb he had picked up like it had personally offended his grandmother.  

“why?” nina giggled. she shook the box in her hand. “not a fan of ton-tongue toffees?”

matthias made a face that looked like he was more than just not a fan. “if it’s anything like those jelly beans you fed me on the train, then no.”

that only made nina laugh harder. “i swear you picked the worst ones! you should’ve seen your face when you tried the rotten egg flavor.”

matthias cracked a smile, relaxing a little amongst the colorful store and his girlfriend’s laughter. he picked up another product, a pink bottle corked at the top. “what does this one do?”

nina lowered her voice, gesturing for matthias to come closer, as if letting him in on a secret. “that one’s a love potion. one drop of it in someone’s drink and they’re yours,” she whispered. “they’ll think about you all day.”

matthias jerked away, putting the bottle back on the shelf. “you can’t be serious. love can’t be made like that!” he sputtered.

“i don’t know, durmstrang,” nina teased. “what if i bought one and slipped some in your pumpkin juice tomorrow at breakfast?”

matthias only crossed his arms, continuing to grimace. “well, that wouldn’t work at all.”

“why not? zonko’s is pretty reliable when it comes to their products.” she said pointedly, looking at the extendable ears on sale.

“because i’m already in love with you.” matthias stated simply.

nina froze, turning to her boyfriend. during her time dating matthias, the hufflepuff had proven to be narrow minded and straightforward as a broom doing any and every thing. it was moments like these she was reminded that this included during his expressions of affection, and nina couldn’t love him more for it.

“i’m in love with you, too.” she declared, slipping her hand into her boyfriend’s. she had always liked...brooms. “now, come on. i want to see if we can get kaz to fall for a trick wand.”

3. all inej had wanted was a quiet place to study that wasn’t the library. she liked to practice with her wand for transfiguration, and magic wasn’t allowed in the library. she had been wandering the school for an empty classroom or quiet corner when the room of requirement had appeared at the end of a hallway, exactly moments before she was about to give up and return to the gryffindor common room. she was only half surprised when she opened the door and saw kaz, but like always, kaz hadn’t seemed surprised at all when she entered. he sat on top of a desk with his cane leaned against it, wand out, in the middle of a silent spell. inej let her eyes trail over his robe perched on a chair, his gloves off and set aside in a rare moment, and his uniform sleeves pulled up to his elbows.

“first time here?” kaz asked, not looking up from the book in his lap. his rough voice echoed slightly in the large room as inej scanned her surroundings. the room was empty besides a couple of desks and chairs in one corner, a cluttered pile of objects in another, and a big wardrobe that looked ages old. a fireplace on the wall kept the room warm, and a small chandelier hung above inej’s head.

“guess i didn’t require much until now.” inej shrugged, pulling a desk and chair of her own towards the center of the room. “you?”

kaz closed his book, finally looking up at inej. “i come and go when i want.”

inej wanted to know more about what had revealed the room to kaz in the first place, but she redirected the question away from kaz himself, knowing it was unlikely he would answer. “get anything out of it?” with kaz, it was all about gain.

kaz drummed his fingers on his desk. inej tried not to stare. “some crying first years with who miss their mums. i think i’ve witnessed a bit of every couple in the school’s snogging.” he pulled out a handful of extendable ears from his robe pocket. “snape’s planning something. don’t know the details yet, but something big.”

inej nodded. part of her expected kaz to leave, speak with his silence as he tended to do, but he continued to sit and look at inej, book in lap. inej knew him well enough to recognize that while it wasn’t exactly an invitation, kaz wasn’t saying no to a conversation. she could’ve started with a less risky question about snape’s plans, or asked for the names of the couples in their year, just to know, but inej was curious about other things.

“and how did you find this place, kaz?”

“the de kappel painting.” he said casually. “i needed a place to hide it.”

inej froze, taken aback by kaz’s answer. or more accurately, his willingness to answer. “so it’s true?” she questioned, hoping her voice didn’t give away her surprise. “the gringotts vault rumor.” she had half believed them to begin with, knowing kaz’s abilities but never his motives. still, kaz had never confirmed it with anyone as far as she had known.

“true enough.” kaz reopened his book, attention back on the page. inej inwardly sighed. the satisfaction of knowing kaz trusted her enough to confirm the gringotts rumor didn’t last long. figures kaz wouldn’t want to talk much about himself.

“but that’s a story for next time.” kaz flipped a page, the slightest start of a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth.

next time, inej turned over in her head. she tried not to smile as she opened her own book. she could work with next time.

author’s note (pls read!) this is my first time on tumblr so idk how to use it too well but i’m overwhelmed by all the nice responses so thank you all so, so much. i see everything!! idk if there’s like poll mechanisms and stuff on tumblr (argh help) but i wanted to gauge what everyone would like next—im deciding between six of crows x pjo or shadow and bone x harry potter, so comment below what you’d like to see first (: i’d also love to hear abt any personal requests so my dms (is that what they’re called here?) are open for suggestions. no promises, but lmk if there’s something you want to read. feel free to get as niche as you want, respectfully! ok ik this is super long god bless your soul if u actually read the entire thing but finally, i just wanted to introduce myself—i’m lynn, this is my library and i dabble in most fandoms! my goal is to get at least one piece of writing out every month, so if you’d like to read what i write, follow along! OK im finally done, i swear. thank you again for the tremendous support. unbelievable. happy reading!