#Rekker

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You Drew Yourself As Garfield...

Here's your context: https://twitter.com/boxriib/status/1622809186747793410?s=20 Done in Clip Studio Paint EX Box on the right belongs to BoxRib.

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Starship by Marnix Rekkers MSc

[macmuffins-blog]

Something something school cooking event except River shoved Rekker (my PC) the most difficult team to cooperate with

[screechingcheesecakecheesecake]

This was so hot I need Eden to fuck Rekker (my PC) all night like this PLEASE

[slightlyunconventional]

oooh another shortish piece of writing wow omg. i actually loved doing this one 😭😭 ily k/az 🫶🏻 anyway this is k/az being dreadfully allergic to cleaning supplies while he's cleaning a bathroom and then i/nej is like You're an idiot. ENJOY

cleaning (a short ficlet of k/az being stupidly allergic to cleaning supplies and sneezing more than he thought was humanly possible)

Spring cleaning and Kaz Brekker have a bit of a love-hate relationship. See, on the one hand, it's the relief of his life to finally get rid of all the dust accumulating on every surface in sight so he's actually not sneezing his brains out at any given moment - but it's also the damn cleaning supplies. Every single time, he asks himself, with a hand pressed to his streaming nose, why the hell did they make this shit smell so strong?

He's asking himself this now, in fact, eyes and nostrils burning incessantly as the potent scent of surface cleaner invades his airways, and wondering why he chose the bathroom of all places to clean - the smallest, most enclosed room in the whole house. Saints, this cleaner is all he can smell. He rubs his rapidly reddening nose awkwardly against his forearm, knuckles and wrists inaccessible due to then being hidden under a pair of bright yellow rubber gloves (it's quite the look on him).

To his credit, he does a pretty good job of cleaning the sink, what with his watery eyes threatening to spill over every time he blinks, but by the way his head keeps instinctively dipping with the need to sneeze, it won't be long before he has to clean it again.

"-hehhaAHh!"

No. Kaz repeatedly wills himself not to sneeze, even as his breath snags. Just fight it off for another five minutes and then we can be done here, he thinks in desperation. It's unlikely he'll last even one minute though, and he knows this as he scrunches his nose, feeling the itch in his sinuses spike and spread like wildfire. His breaths come in shallow, rapid gasps, chest stuttering and brows drawing closer together, but he keeps scrubbing determinedly at the sink, as though somehow it'll distract from the need to sneeze. He's not going to sneeze, of course he's not, he knows he's not. He's not going to sneeze, he's not going to - Saints, Kaz thinks, I'm gonna fucking sneeze.

He drops the cloth he's cleaning with as well as the bottle of surface cleaner which slips from the side of the sink and hits the floor with a thud, and quickly tears the rubber gloves from his hands. Kaz draws in a deep, heady gasp, before exploding into a harsh, desperate fit of sneezes.

"hhaAHHh! -kKSHHIIHh! 'KSHHHIiew! 'hHSCHH!-SHHh!-kKHSHHh! Shit, fucking, haAH'KKSCHHhiew! hiihHH'ISCHHhew!-'kSHHh-sSCHHhuh!"

They barrel through him in quick succession with no end in sight, rapid outbursts appearing to do nothing to alleviate the fiery itch sitting in his nose and throat. Kaz is too overcome with the intensity of the fit that he barely even tries to cover - he simply hovers his shaking hands about a foot from his face and sneezes practically into the open air, over and over. The scent of the cleaner is still in the air, strong as ever, and it's clear he's not likely to stop any time soon. His sharp, rapid sneezes echo off the bathroom's tiled walls, amplifying their volume.

"-hhiISCHHHhuh! Hah-haAHh-kKSCHHhiewh!-sSCHHhiew! I-In- 'KSHHhuh! ..Ine-hehH-! InejJSHHIEW!-'kiISCHHh!"

Between each increasingly messy sneeze, Kaz manages to choke out Inej's name. His head spins more and more the more he sneezes, and his shoulders shake as he pitches forward with each explosion. He's more than a little taken aback - he's never sneezed quite like this before, and honestly he really didn't expect to. What surprises him even more is that no matter how hard he tries, he's unable to stop - the sneezes just keep coming, even when he thinks he's out of breath.

"-ehh'hEH'KXSCHHhiew! hihH'sSHHhuh!-'KXSHHhiiew! -huH'ikSHHhu-iISCHH'huh!"

He lifts his head blearily to see Inej leaning on the door frame, face split with a wry smile.

"Wow, bless you," she says. She crouches to pick up the fallen bottle of surface cleaner and examines it, then looks back up at Kaz, eyebrows raised. "The thing to finally best the great Kaz Brekker... and it's this?" she says, smirking.

"It's not fuh-huH-hehH'SHHhiew! ihh'kKXSCHhuh! Not funny," Kaz replies thickly, between sneezes.

"It is a little bit," she says. He casts her a glare, which loses all its menace behind his glassy eyes and scarlet-hued nose. His breath catches again, of course.

"hh-hehHh... huUHh'kKXSHHhuh! -KTSHHhiew! hah'haAH'TSCHHhiiewh!"

Inej shakes her head at him. "I don't know why you didn't have the common sense to just... leave the room," she says in amusement, "Anyways, I've had my fun. Let's get you out of here and cleaned up, okay?"

Kaz replies with a desperate pair of sneezes. "-ehH'kKSCHHh! huh'iSHHh-hiew!"

"Oh, that last one was adorable," Inej teases, "but Saints, you really can't stop, can you? I might make you clean more often, just because of how cute your nose is all red like that."

"Inej," Kaz mumbles thickly.

"Right, sorry, sorry," she replies in mock surrender, "My bad, you've already suffered enough."

Kaz's nose seems to agree, as it responds with yet another sneeze. "hehH'SHHhiew! Saints..."

Inej smiles. "You go and get yourself a tissue - or fifty - and I'll finish up cleaning in here. I won't be long," she says, nodding towards the open door. Kaz nods and leaves the room, nostrils still flaring in irritation and desperation. Inej hears him muffle a soft pair of sneezes as he exits and smiles to herself.

"What am I going to do with him?" she says to no one in particular.

[the-boy-in-a-motheaten-sweater]

"Life's better with JoJa. Join Us. Thrive." | SDV

[alienigcna]

—      𝐑𝐄𝐊𝐊𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐇      *             treinta  y  cinco.  estp.  agente  especial  y  científico  forense  del  fbi.  británico. fc:  charlie  hunnam.  personaje  de  cestlaviehq.

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*      𝒆𝒍 𝒎𝒖𝒓𝒐 𝒅𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒔 𝒋𝒆 𝒕'𝒂𝒊𝒎𝒆

aún reacio, se mantuvo con los brazos cruzados, seguía balanceando su peso sutilmente de un pie a otro, observando la estúpida pared que no le parecía interesante en lo más mínimo, y menos al costado de un hombre que ni siquiera conocía y no está seguro de querer conocer. teniendo en cuenta que antes de acercarse a él, se dio varias vueltas, y como no creyó que fuese alguien sensible, se iba retirando del lugar. hasta que decidió acercarse para decirle que dejara de esperar por lo menos. “  estaba pensando en dejarte plantado. mi compañero de trabajo me metió en esto.  ” el hijo de puta le debía una, pero era su forma de llevarse. con este tipo de bromas que te ponen en aprietos. “  pero bueno, ya que estamos, podemos ir a tomarnos ese café y el postre gratis. tengo hambre. si no, podemos irnos cada uno por nuestro lado, tampoco me molesta.  ” dice rascándose la barba en lo que analiza las tiendas a su alrededor, para luego volver al esculpido hombre que le había tocado por cita a ciegas. al menos era un tipo guapo, hasta él debía reconocerlo. “  soy rekker, por cierto. ¿cómo te llamas?  ” @elirezen

[breathingxspace]

The Defender of Diatoma

We know their name, but do we know their story? Who is Brother Judah, & how did they come so close to successfully escaping?

An exclusive interview with Noss Rekker, and Hamm Hammer.

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☆♡○•°* Made By Rekker🦆(he/they), syslittle, traumaholder

Agere / System Littles Blog, Monitored By The Bly Council | @systemserendipity

Credits Links:

Left 3 Images (top image/collage)

DNI Banner (2nd image)

Blue Protector Banner (3rd image)

PHOTO IDS:

1. A dinosaur/2000s nostalgia-themed collage

2. A brown banner with a moth on the left and lamb stuffy on the right of text that reads: "sfw interactions only! kink/ddlg/abdl/nsfw/etc dni"

3. A blue banner with Blue from Blue's clues that reads: "Blue says SFW interactions only"

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!!!Please read desc for proper credits!!!

Kaiser (big guy) belongs to @//entityinthedark on Instagram!

Inside joke of Rekker being too small to carry his husband.

He wishes he could 😔

[furrywrecker911]

Con Badge 2024

It's time for a new one of these. Car stuff is kinda my deal :P I wanted this done in time for AnthrOhio but ran out, got bogged by other work, then ran out of time to finish this before Anthrocon (BY THE WAY, IMMA BE AT ANTHROCON TOMORROW), so I finished it while on another trip to Pennsylvania last weekend and sent it off to print while staying at a farmhouse. Done in Clip Studio Paint EX

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Colony Cargo hauler maintenance by Marnix Rekkers MSc

[macmuffins-blog]

"Pay your dues next time, so we don't have to deal with this again."

[slightlyunconventional]

alright wait a second let me just . can we talk about j/espers nose for a second.

LIKE IM SORRY BUT WHAAAATTTT i am thinking many thoughts

[anthos11]

Robot needs a rest too by Marnix Rekkers MSc