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valentinedaughtler · 1 year ago

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Tainted Opal-

Kaz Brekker x fem!reader

PART 1

A/N: This is a series I have posted on a few other platforms.

T/Ws: violence, romantic feelings, blood, mild spice scenes sometimes, fem!reader and she/her pronouns, sexual abuse/trauma (not explicit)

Synopsis: You are a a seductress who owns a large stolen jewelry business in Ketterdam. You approach Kaz for assistance after your business partner steals all of your money and your poison ring.

REQUESTS: OPEN✅

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1 - A ‘tell’ in poker

I found myself not being cornered, but on the opposite end of such a relationship.

The dark alleys of Ketterdam are for the faint of heart to be victim, but I had played that role too many times to repeat such. Instead, the Bastard of the Barrel stood before me, scrappier and more daunting than I had expected. Though, all I had to go off of were the blackened whispers of Ketterdam's constant voices.

As usual, I observed my surroundings, the alleyway in which I stand in became a map in my mind.

The silence was thicker than the fog of the docks, fear was beginning to pool like bile in my throat. Maybe this was a mistake.

"My apologies for cornering you in an alley, Mr. Brekker," my voice melted the silence like hot honey. Years of practice in my field allowed for faking demeanors to be easy. "I want to offer you a job," I cock my eyebrow slightly and saunter my way towards him.

He had a piercing stare stabbing my insides and twisting my flesh in odd ways. Showing weakness is an option that leads to downfall, I remind myself when I notice my faltering confidence.

"What job are you proposing?" He asks tersely. Tapping his cane between us, an invisible boundary being made. I cleared my throat, "one week ago, to the dot I might add, my partner went missing," I explained. "My business

partner, Arx Dam-Tres, and his wife were spotted at the nearby port, boarding a privately owned boat. Along with his dear darling, Rasmine, he took our shared wealth and my most prized ring-"

"What makes this ring so important? You're obviously willing to risk your life cornering me in an alley to retrieve it." He interrupts me. I peer at the many hiding spaces the dark night offers Ketterdam's voices. I've been told of Kaz's crow, Inej, I assume she wields her knife atop a building above me. The barrel of a gun glints in the moonlight. It comes from a window on the right, barely noticeable, but the one holding the trigger was slightly sloppy in their hiding.

"I'm aware that I have multiple threats to my flesh at all sides at the moment, so I'll get to the point. I'll pay 1 million kruge... upfront," I propose, smirking. Kaz shows the slightest hint of interest, I note that when he is intrigued, he right eyebrow raises and his lip twitches. 'A tell in poker' they call it. While dollar signs replace the pupils of Kaz's eyes, his lips part once more.

"For a price like that, this must be dangeruous. What makes this ring so special?" he rasps. His voice is rough, like coffee grounds thrown into a fire, adorned with an accent. The ignition of such flames sparked something inside me, but I ignore it promptly.

"Well, the ring was created by a fabricator and a shadow summoner," my eyes fall to one of my fingers where the ring should be. "The gold is valuable, but the real worth is on the opal stone hugged by said gold. It is infused with merzoft," I continue, noticing a slight flinch in Kaz when I state such. It's so difficult to tell what he is thinking, but I'm well known for my keen eye. "When the desire strikes me, it will poison those who kiss my ringed hand. I'm a seductress, it comes in handy." I let out a soft, sweet laugh. "My company is owned jointly between Arx and I, a luxury jewelry company of sorts... my products must come from somewhere," I say, shrugging at my implication.

"Why would Arx take the ring?"

"He knew the value, I assume, or Rasmine begged for it-..." my eyes widened as the realization fabricated its of in my mind, my faux demeanor cracking. "He's sailing to Ravka..., he boarded a ship with his wife and millions of kruge," I piece the puzzle together in a mess of words. "He is going to the Darkling, in hopes to learn he properties of the ring.... He won't stop there, Arx is going to make weaponry this way." A growing horror sprouts up in my stomach and wraps itself around my intestines like thorny vines. My panicked voice squeaks out, "I will pay you now, come with me, and we must leave tomorrow morning, I have a boat prepared. We need a crew-"

My frantic string of a tangent is snipped by Kaz's husky voice, "I haven't agreed to this yet." I notice he is getting the upper hand as my confidence is peeling like wallpaper. I calm my nerves, melding my personality back into what it was before.

"Arx had a good connection with your dear friend Pekka...," I cooed, regaining my former composure. His pupils dilate, the wall he built as a shield crumbles, but only for a split second. "You can finally get your revenge, little crow," I break the boundary he made with his cane, moving closer to him. "1 million kruge, a boat, and revenge," I whisper, "sounds like a fantastic reward."

Kaz walks backwards fluidly, his lanky body shrinking away from me. His jaw clenches as he grips his cane tighter. His knuckles must have turned white under those gloves.

"You bring all the kruge in cash here at midnight...,"

I smiled at a turned away, disappearing into the night, my heartbeat meshing with the countless others taking up borrowed space in the darkness of Ketterdam.

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Word count: 919

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Thank you everyone for reading, first chapters are frustrating to write due to their need for a hook, but also a yearn for explanation. It'll get better from here.

-Valentine

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valentinedaughtler · 1 year ago

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Tainted Opal (Part 3)

Kaz Brekker x fem!reader

Part 1 Part 2

3 - Pirates

T/Ws: violence, romantic feelings, blood, mild spice scenes sometimes, fem!reader and she/her pronouns, sexual abuse/trauma (not explicit)

Synopsis: You prepare for the heist, boarding the ship with Kaz and his Crew. (Domestic fluff with the crows)

REQUESTS: OPEN✅

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The port was cold, but not in a comforting manner. It was the type of chill that felt like needles were lodged in your throat when you took a breath. No one in Ketterdam seemed to mind though, especially the people who probably had needles lodged in their throats. It was the Barrel after all.

My hair came undone from the wind, trickling down my neck and shoulders. It appeared aflame in the fiery sunrise.

The tapping of a cane alerted me of Kaz's presence. I turned around to see a crowd of six misfits, all coming my way. My crew. Well, Kaz's crew.

The tallest was pale, with long, blond hair that cascaded down his shoulders. His eyes were shadowed by thick, creased eyebrows. Beside him was a blue eyed, auburn haired girl with full lips and freckles. She was curvier, her dress accentuating her figure. Finally, standing between Inej and Jesper was a timid boy, he looked slightly younger than me, but only due to his round face and soft eyes. His fluffy hair puffed awkwardly in places, he looked so short next to Jesper.

I smiled as I made my way across the docks to them. Kaz towered over me, looking down at me with a smirk. He gestured to the crew, introducing each one and their skills.

"Lovely," I purred with a satisfied expression, my dress flowed, kicking up dust, as I spun to the direction of the boat; my boat.

The ship was grand, with ornate wooden carvings at the mass: every knot in the wood had flowers etched into them. The sail was my favorite color, and it looked incandescent as sunlight poured through. The Crows looked up, some uncomfortable, others awestruck, but Kaz's expression stayed a neutral scowl.

"Well, quite a ride you have," Kaz rasped. He made it clear he was mocking me. I huffed softly and began to load up the boat with the rest of the Crows.

"Brekker, we've both made a name for ourselves in this city from theft. We just chose to invest in different forms," I reply, my voice carried with a heavy feeling of pride. The boy didn't respond, but I saw him smirk before bringing more crates to the ship. My gaze fell on the timid explosives expert, Wylan. He struggled the lift the crate filled with ammo, beads of sweat forming on his temples. "Here, let me help you," I smiled softly and with a wink, I easily lifted the load. I heard Wylan squeak out a 'thank you.' I laid it down on the ship's storage quarters with a soft thud before returning to the dock to repeat the process.

The tall woman, the heartrender, walked over to me after the ship was fully loaded. Nina. I remembered her name. My sultry eyes met hers, and my lips curved into a little smile.

"I admire a woman who can pull the weight of men," she joked. Charisma radiated off of her in beams, similarly to me, but in very different ways. I chuckled, even I noticed how it sounded like if you could blow bubbles with honey.

"Thank you very much, me as well."

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The rocking of the sea felt familiar in my heart. As I smelled the salty air my mind began to flood with memories. He told me to be careful by the edge of the boat... but I guess he never warned-

"Brooding in the back of a ship with the sea?" I heard Kaz's husky voice ask. I didn't turn my head, but I offered him a soft laugh. He walked up to stand against the edge of the boat with me, clasping his gloved hands together. I eyed his cane, with was leaning next to his right hip. The top was a metal crow head.

It was hard to maintain the whole Seductress demeanor for such long periods of time, but I attempted to remain flirty and calm. Kaz's eyes drifted as the boat rocked, he stared at the expanse of ocean. "I hate the sea, but I've ignored it for long enough. Finally get to put this boat use," I said with a sigh.

"Then why did you buy a boat?" There was a hint of humor in his voice. I pretend to ponder that question for a moment, but I knew the reason. I knew it all too well.

"It was this or a dungeon in my basement," I replied, looking at the profile of his face, "and this one didn't require home renovations." I continued. I wasn't just going to tell him the real reason-

"You're a terrible liar."

My eyebrows raised to my forehead, and my eyes met his. He continued without waiting for a verbal response, "Your bottom lip quivers before you speak if you are about to tell a lie." His face is rested in a slight scowl, but his eyes are laughing at my flushed face. My cheeks burned with embarrassment. He opened his scarred lips once again to speak, "it's called a 'tell' in poker."

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Two weeks rolled by in a swift motion, the sea rocking the boat all the while. Wylan wasn't doing too good with the constant sway at first, but he managed.

I'd became quite close with the Crows as the days past, and I stopped feeling the need to personify myself as a Seductress. Now I was just y/n. I don't mind myself being let in to others. After all, if you don't let them in, you can let them go easily. Mornings were spent hoisting sails and cooking, days for navigating and watching. Evenings consisted of laughter and dinner, nights reserved for planning and rest.

We each had bunks, but I spent most of my nights planning for when we reached Ravka with Kaz in the cabin's office. Sometimes I just sat and read while he worked or Inej and I would sharpen her knives, Saints, she loved those knives.

Matthias and Nina were on cooking duty for tonight, and once it was served Jesper made an announcement.

"Before we departed on our journey," he began with a comical, dramatic tone. "I purchased seven pirate hats, after two weeks sailing, I believe we deserve them!" He sprung up from his seat and ran down to the bottom deck. He quickly returned with said hats, and I had to admit, they seemed authentic...

"For each of us! I now declare us honorary pirates," Jesper shouted to the deep blue sky dusted with stars. A few of us laughed as he granted each of a hat. "I'm not sure I should give my dear Wylan one though, he doesn't seem sea ready," the sharpshooter joked before kissing Wylan on the cheek. I giggled before interjecting.

"Ah, I don't know, I believe Wylan would be a mighty fine pirate." I said with a toothy grin, my eyes sparkling at the dinner's commotion. I noticed that Kaz eyed me keenly, his pupils dilating as I smiled. He's an odd one.

As Jesper attempted to place a hat on Kaz's groomed hair, he was met with a cane to the ankles. The lanky man let out a groan of pain before collapsing on the wooden deck with a laugh. I loved the lively ambiance. It reminded me a bit of home. Home. I thought to myself. I shook off the complicated concept of my past before turning my attention to Kaz.

"Oh come on Brekker, wear the hat like everyone else," my tone was playful, but my eyes demanded it, for Jesper's sake. Kaz huffed and he was obviously irritated. I grabbed his hat and place it on his head, but I too was met with his cane. My boot hit it with a metallic thnuck as the cane whipped through the air. I took this as an opportunity to hoist myself into the air from atop his cane. The hat left my grasp and floated softly onto Kaz's head. I grinned as I did a flip, landing safely on my feet behind him.

The other Crows laughed and applauded when I bowed dramatically. Jesper hollered at me.

"Damn, y/n, 'bought time someone beat Kaz at something-," Jesper silenced himself abruptly as Kaz's gaze pierced through his skull. I regained my spot in the dinner circle between Nina and Inej, locking eyes with the scowling Crow, who now wore a pirate hat. I noticed, despite his locked jaw and frown, there was a glint of something in his eyes, but I wasn't sure what.

After dinner, I made my way to the office, it was mine, but Kaz seemed to claim it as his work space. I suspected he just went there to escape the rambunctious atmosphere at the dinners.

I noticed him staring at a map of Ravka again with scribbled notes covered it, his scrawled handwriting filling empty parts of the page. The warm candlelight illuminated his sharp edges, and exaggerated the dark parts of him. Like where his face caved under his cheekbones or where the lines under his eyes were gray. His scars looked pale against his skin, wisps of loose hair covering one on his forehead. I realized I was blushing, my cheeks dusted with a soft pink. He's quite nice looking...

"Are you going to stand there all night or come in?" He grumbled with sharp undertones. I entered the small room and pulled a dusty chair up to the opposing side of Kaz's— my- desk. He paid me no mind and his gloved fingers continued to scribble on the map. My mouth began to move before my brain approved,

"Why do you always wear gloves?"

His writing halted, but his expression did not warp. He quickly resumed his task.

"Why do you know how to navigate the sea and use a ship so well on a boat you claim to never use?" He combated. My mind went silent. I cursed myself for speaking in the first place. We both stayed silent for a while, not bringing up the topic again.

"What are you writing?" My soft voice sliced the silence like one of Inej's knives. Kaz looked up at me, his gaze harsh.

"I never suspected you'd be so inquisitive," his husky voice made my bones shiver, and I felt the blush creepy back up onto my cheeks. I liked the way he sounded. "I'm attempting to find the most officiant route to get us to Arx's destination." His words released me from my trance, but made me focus on his scarred lips. I wonder how the scar would feel against my lip- what am I thinking? I shook away my thoughts and nodded at him.

"Well, I'm much better with sea routes, but my- well, I've been told that the most bandit-free paths are through Fjerda due to the relentless snow." I pointed at the map, tracing the roads I was referring to. He hummed in response, but I noticed his gaze fixated on me. I began to smile, for reasons unknown to my conscious mind, I smiled.

"Are you sure about this? Fjerda may have less bandits, but they have quite a few Drüskelles, little tailor."

"I like you, Kaz." I purr, using his first name. As I did so, I saw a mild flush appear on his ears. "You're cautiously optimistic," I smirk and narrow my eyes. His eyebrows creased but he chuckled. He's slightly softer when less people are around.

I lifted myself from the chair and sauntered my way towards the door, "Good night, Kaz."

"Good night, y/n."

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The following morning began as those previous to it did, I washed my face in my cabin with stored water and changed my clothes. I slipped on a frilly, white dress that stopped at my knees and layered a brown, leather corset on top of it. I put my hair into braids and tied my leather boots tight. I finally put stud earrings on, they were silver crows. Before I left the cabin I grabbed the pirate hat Jesper had gifted me, smiling at the emblem that read 'Captain'.

My made my way to the top deck, the sun filtering through the sails, laying a sheer blanket of light over my face. I was the first one up, or so I thought. I looked over to my right, at what should have been an open expanse of sea, but it wasn't.

Fear rose in my stomach and into my throat like bile. I rushed down the creaky stairs of the boat and into the bunks. "Everyone, you need to wake up," my voice echoed off the walls and shook the five crowd awake... five?? Where's-

My feet took off once again until I reached the office Kaz seemed to have made his home. I rattled the knob and swung open the door. Kaz looked up, confused, as he shot up from the desk. He clutched his cane and stared at me, a mix of irritation and shock in his eyes.

"What made you burst in? Did Jesper and Wylan light something on fire again-?"

I couldn't get out a sentence, but I managed to blurt out one word,

"Pirates,"

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Word Count: 2203

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Please feel free to imagine yourself wearing or having a different hairstyle/texture at any point through the story, feel free to ask for specific outfits, hairstyles for later parts of the story.

-Valentine

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