#kaz is just like PERSON STANDING EMOJI

[greedbent]

Initially, Kaz was surprised.

Sure, the man standing in front of his desk was by no means a complete stranger—any new face setting foot on his turf was always monitored, tabs kept well in-place to address many things, but most importantly: 1) Is he a threat? and/or 2) Would he be useful to me? Even with Inej gone and his primary source of reconnaissance more . . . lackluster (though that spoke more for the Wraith’s skills than against anyone else’s; no one could ever be her), he’d had a couple of his Dregs keeping an eye on the poor sod. And, eventually, Kaz had planned on making contact himself—

What he hadn’t anticipated was the podge waltzing on into his club and requesting an audience. Just as much as he hadn’t anticipated him treating it like a goddamn interview. Is this how he thought gangs worked . . . ?

If nothing else, it proved one very important detail: He was running from something.

Like Jesper had been running from debt. Like Wylan had been running from his father. Like Inej had been running from Tante Heleen. Wasn’t that how most people ended up in this place? An effort to get away from a reality they couldn’t face, a life dogging their steps. A life that would catch them if they didn’t move quickly enough.

Kaz could make a few guesses on this one. Nothing concrete. Nothing anywhere near what had actually happened. From one interaction alone, it seemed like whatever created him (whether he believed in a higher power or science) had spent more of its time and energy on musculature than brain power, but . . . Well, Kaz didn’t necessarily bring people into the Dregs for their smarts—most of the time.

—or their ability to be concise and relevant. Luckily for this one.

I’m an open book.

“Don’t be,” was the very first set of words to leave Kaz’s lips, breaking a short silence after the man’s bumbling. His hands had been folded neatly in front of his mouth—some sick amusement coming from simply letting him go on about nothing—but now that it was his turn, he dropped one palm to his desk, used that arm to push himself to his feet. “There’s the first thing you can do for me: learn how to keep your mouth shut.” Seemed like a massive ask—but what Kaz Brekker didn’t need was a talker. He’d already been in plenty of crunches simply because his sharpshooter exhausted his mouth about as much as he did his pockets.

Rounding his desk, he took a closer look in this proximity, steady leer riding up and down the other’s build. (Some sort of trauma with his ear, looked like. Far from a clean cut, too—) “It’s Rody,” he suggested, not so much a question as it was a confirmation of the name. After walking a full circle around him, Kaz stopped directly at his front, clacking his cane down firmly on the hard floor. “I don’t need to know why you’re here. Frankly, I don’t want to know.” And yet, he would find out. On his own terms and only the information relevant to him. (Plus, Kaz would rather figure it out himself than listen to this sod lie.) “What I need to know is how serious you are about this.

“Too many men come down these streets, riddled with some sort of trivial shame, not realizing that they can’t just go back once they’ve gotten over it. And I’m not here for the flakes. You join a gang, you get protection, but you also become a target. Maybe an even bigger one than you are from the decisions you’ve made on your own. This isn’t luxurious; this is hard, ruthless, and no one is going to coddle you.” He cocked his head. “Is that what you want?”

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Nothing had been the same since...that.

What was he supposed to do in the aftermath? The idea of getting another job, carrying on with life as if he hadn't...as if Manon hadn't been—

Rody couldn't do it. Just the thought sickened him. The world around him was different now, just like him: grim, hollow, unstable. The fire was still under investigation, so Rody used his meager savings to skip town and flee from suspicion. Even if he might have gotten away with it, he couldn't stand seeing that pile of ashes and rubble any more than he could stand seeing all the places they had gone together.

Her favorite cafe that she visited every week, where the staff all knew her by name. The streets he biked countless times going to-and-from her apartment. The movie theater where they had their first date.

It was all tainted now. Meaningless. Manon was gone. Rody was a murderer. So what was he supposed to do...?

He had no idea. But, all things considered, joining a gang seemed like as good an option as any.

Standing in the office of the head of such a gang, Rody couldn't help but think that this was the weirdest job interview of his life (which was saying something—he'd had some doozies). Was he supposed to write "CRIMINAL" in big letters on a piece of paper and use it like a resume? What other qualifications did you even need for something like this?

"Sooo how does this work, exactly?" He shifted his weight back and forth, trying not to be too obvious about avoiding the intense stare of the person across from him. "Is there an interview, or something? Do I tell you about my...'experience'?" Shit. That thought sure hadn't dawned on him until now. He struggled to continue with a mouth gone dry, "I-I don't, uh...I don't think I can do that. But anything else—? Fire away! I'm an open book."

[violatile]

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she  had  a  lot  of  freedom  back  then  and  not  because  her  environment  was  safer         few  children  had  been  allowed  to  roam  as  much  as  she  was.  then  again,  few  children  were  abandoned  and  left  to  die  in  the  streets  of  the  barrel  like  she  was.  though  she  would  never  say  it  to  his  face,  without  kaz  extending  a  gloved  hand  (  and  an  icy  glare  that  did  little  to  unnerve  her.  evil  had  stared  directly  into  her  core  more  times  than  she  could  count.  without  the  proper  schooling,  she  couldn’t  count  very  high  anyway  )  to  her  years  ago,  the  barrel  would  have  eventually  eaten  her  alive.  

it  just  so  happened  the  moment  her  luck  ran  out,  the  moment  her  life  flashed  in  front  of  her  eyes  because  she  swindled  with  the  wrong  person,  kaz  brekker  happened  to  be  there.  for  some  reason  (  if  she  believed  in  gods,  she  might  have  attributed  her  good  fortune  to  them.  but  there  were  no  gods  in  a  world  that  would  treat  her  like  it  did.  only  luck,  and  even  that  she  had  to  manufacture  on  her  own.  it  was  all  an  illusion  ),  instead  of  killing  her  too,  he  took  her,  albeit  it  was  anything  but  hearty.  hardened  beings,  there  was  no  warm  welcome  or  gushing  thank  yous.  just  a  curt,  “  you’ll  sleep  here.  ”  and  the  door  closing  behind  her.

so,  in  exchange  for  food  to  eat,  a  bed  to  sleep  in  and  an  insulated  place  to  call  home,  she  ran  jobs  for  him,  as  did  the  rest  of  them.  never  needing  a  reason,  only  needing  the  word,  whatever  kaz  said  to  do,  she  did.  very  quickly  she  had  learned:  the  less  questions  the  better  and  that  was  more  than  fine  with  her.  small  talk  had  never  been  one  of  her  strong  suits.  in  fact,  she  preferred  to  stay  silent  most  days.  still,  she  was  far  from  the  perfect  little  errand  girl.  the  barrel  had  made  her  a  matchstick,  the  slightest  thing  able  to  set  her  ablaze:  and  that  got  her  in  trouble  more  times  than  she’d  like  to  admit.  

“  i  don’t  understand  why  you’re  upset.  ”  he  seemed  to  always  be  and  though  that  was  something  she  could  relate  to,  walking  on  eggshells  in  her  heavy  shoes  got  exhausting.  she  stands  across  from  his  desk,  arms  crossed,  gaze  blank.  “  i  did  what  you  said.  what  you  wanted.  the  job  is  done.  ”

[kazziesangel-moved]

Work surprises

Summary: Remembered a cute prompt I got from Ren a while ago about Kazzie being super happy if I ever brought him lunch at work and I wanted to write it

Word count:  836

Genre: Fluff

Warning: N/A

Taking a slightly deep breath, Becca smiled and opened the door to the auto shop she was currently standing outside of. Walking in, she noticed the place smelled like oil and gasoline but Becca could only smile. The scent would’ve bothered her years ago but she found it comforting now. Especially since she associated the oil and gasoline smell with someone she loved. 

Taking a moment to relax and stretch her legs after the walk, Becca set her stuff down on a nearby (and empty) table and checked the bag she was carrying, which contained enough food for a lunch for two people. Considering it was raining a little outside, Becca was worried the food was soggy but she sighed in relief when it wasn’t. Closing the bag, she went to go sit down when her phone rumbled. Checking the time really quick she smiled and immediately opened the text.

Hey babe. Hope you’ve eaten. if not get something okay? Love you <3

‘Even in text, he’s such a sweetheart.’ Becca grinned and slightly blushed at the text and took a minute to think about how thoughtful the person who sent the text was. Even when he was at work, he still checked in at least a couple times a day. Smiling to herself, she quickly typed out a reply

I ate, don’t worry so much Kazzie <3. If you got a minute, can I get a 2nd opinion on something?

Sure. What is it? Everything’s okay right?

Smiling at his concern, Becca grabbed her phone. Although she masked it as needing a second opinion, she just wanted to surprise him. In reality, he had no idea she was at his workplace right now. Quickly checking to make sure he couldn’t see her, she took a selfie, positioning herself so Kaz would recognize where she was quickly. 

After making sure the background was recognizable, Becca paused to make sure he couldn’t see her, though she could hear his voice nearby, and sent the pic. She was expecting a heart emoji in a reply, due to that being what she was used to. However, she wasn’t expecting to hear a loud high-pitched noise that Becca immediately recognized. Kazuichi always made happy noises when snuggling with her and that was one of them. 

Shutting off her phone, Becca smiled. Now all she had to do was wait. 

“BECCA!” Surprised she didn’t have to wait long, she looked up from her phone just in time to get tackled in a hug from Kazuichi, who had a big grin on his face. Becca beamed and wrapped her arms around him to return the hug, sighing happily at the affection as she felt him bury his face in her neck. It felt like forever for Becca but after a few moments, Kazuichi let go and stepped back enough to let Becca breathe. 

Becca internally grumbled a bit at losing the warmth and not being surrounded with that oil and gasoline scent she loved but she smiled. He’d snuggle with her later, she knew that.

“Happy to see me Kazzie?” Kazuichi had a shocked look for a moment, but he got the grin back on his face when he realized Becca wasn’t seriously shocked he was happy to see her. 

“Yeah! I’m always happy to see you angel.” Noticing Becca blushing at the pet-name, he smiled and cupped her face in his hands to give her a quick kiss, which only lasted a second or two. Pulling away from the kiss, he grinned but the grin faded into confusion when he noticed the bag Becca had set down earlier on the table

“What’s in the bag? You bring yourself lunch?” Becca’s lips curved into a smile and moved her hands to grab his own and gave them a quick squeeze, smiling when his cheeks flushed a bit.

“Actually it’s lunch for you.” Seeing Kazuichi’s eyes light up, she grinned at successfully being able to surprise him. “..I know my cooking isn’t the best so I had to get lessons but I hope you-” Before Becca could finish her sentence, Kazuichi had already picked her up and was spinning her around a bit. After he set her down, he grinned and gave Becca a quick kiss on the cheek

To him it was paradise. First his wife surprises him at work then she shows up with a lunch she made just for him? Kazuichi let out a little happy noise as he hugged Becca tight. Normally, he’d care about staining her clothes with the oil that always got on him but right now he was too happy to care, and that energy was contagious as it made Becca really happy too. 

“I love it! Becca you’re so sweet! How’d I ever get a sweetheart like you?? And..” As Kazuichi rambled on about how happy he was to see Becca and how grateful he was for the lunch, Becca smiled and hugged him even closer, enjoying the rambling and feeling lucky to have him.

[feysandfeels]

11 Questions Tag

I was tagged by the lovely @lady-of-books-and-pages!

1. Skill or talent most people don’t know?

I can rap pretty f*cking well

2. Country you are from? 

I was born in Liverpool, England, but literally grew up in Bogotá, Colombia. 

3. Favourite movie? 

4. Do you play an instrument? 

No.. not really.. I used to play the violin, piano and the flute when I was younger but it’s been easily 12 years since that. 

5. Beach or Rainforest? 

RIght now I have an obsession with the sea, so I’m going to go with the Beach.

6. Do you have any siblings? 

YEES! My beautiful, slightly annoying, but always charming baby sister. She’s 18 going on 19, so technically she’s not a baby, but to my eyes she’s still mah baby sis (which is why I spoil her to death).

7. Favourite colour? 

Purple! purple!

8. Book character you relate to the most? 

Elizabeth Bennet and Feyre... I will never get tired of saying/arguing that Feyre and I are basically the same person. 

9. OTP?

Just one? Will Turner and Elizabeth Swann...Feysand, 

10. Coke or Pepsi?

I really try not to drink sodas or sugary drinks.. so neither. #ImAllAboutThatHealthyLifeStyle #JustKidding #TheThingIsThatTheyAreWayTooSweetForMyTaste

11. Book series you will never finish?

I think Divergent.. boi was that boring!

The wonderful Helena from, @readinglikewildfire, also tagged me!

1. Do you have any piercings or tattoos, what are they?

I have three tattoos: a phrase in latin right below my left book that goes alongm ribs that says “astra inclinant sed non obligant” which translates to “the stars incline is they do not bind us”, an anchor on my right forearm, and my newest one (one month old my baby) a lotus flower above my ankle-lower left calf.

Besides the normal pierced lobes, I have the helix one on my right ear.

2. Who is your style icon?

I really like Keira Knihtley, Saoirse Ronan, Emma Watson, Emma Stone, Kristen Stewart.. I’m pretty sure I have more.

3. Are you a night shower or a morning shower person?

Morning shower person always... even when I do shower at night to relax I always shower in the morning

4. What do you study at school if you are at school? If you’re not at school what do you do instead?

I’m majoring in Literary Studies.. which is English in most universities or Literature.

5. Do you speak multiple languages? What are they?

I speak spanish, english and french.. and a little bit but when I say little is little bit of italian.

6. What do you like most about where you live?

It has something for everybody! What a crap answer but it’s true hahaha that and the night life.

7. Favorite piece of jewellery, why?

My simple “congratulations on surviving 2016″ ring. It’s a simple golden band with a blue stone at the center. That an ex/one of my closest friends gave me because he knew I was obsessed with all the things that reminded me of the Night Court. 

8.  Whats one random fact about yourself?

I don’t read as much books in spanish as people would assume.

9. TOG or ACOTAR?

Right now it’s ACOTAR but not for much.. and they vary depending on which series I have just read. 

10. Do you like fantasy books with a lot of romance or does it not really matter to you?

I like me romance! My life is lacking genuine romance at the moment so I would very much like to live my romantic life through my characters.

11. Favorite color!

Purple! which is why the purple heart emoji is like the main proof of love for me hahahah

The cutie that is @tibcrias also included me in her post!

1. Which book did you cry the hardest at?

I rarely cry with books, okay? like it’s happened three times in my life.. and the worst one was with ACOWAR, when Rhys “died”. Not only in the moment Feyre realizes he’s dead.. but when she looses her shit and starts screaming at everybody, that’s where it hit me. And I was a fucking sobbing mess! Ugly crying and all. 

2. An awkward moment?

Well.. yesterday I was with my sister walking to our faculty when she saw my ex with his new gf (the girl he told me he would never hook up with... ugh) having lunch in a restaurant that is literally in front of my faculty (MY FACULTY = MY ZONE) and he saw us, and we both panicked and she waved her hand... you know to say hi and I, in the most obvious way conceivable, turned my head to the other side... but then when we were already past them I turned around to see them and his gf (who I’m also pretty sure hates me) was watching me. 

3. What was last text or message you sent?

To one of my best friends from school... we’re suddenly planning a trip to Thailand and Cambodia.

4. Favourite movie from when you were little?

The Lion King... I used to “roar” with the lions and I wanted to be a Lioness when I grew up.

5. If you could take any url you want on tumblr, what would it be?

tbh, I’m pretty happy with my url... It’s catchy and Iike the alliteration. 

6. What fandom have you had the best time in so far?

THIS ONE! The sjm fandom and the YA-Literature community in general has been amazing. You guys are so sweet and talented and give such honest support. Like I hadn’t been properly in a fandom since the Twilight days and being back in this dynamic has been amazing. I am so grateful for all of this.

7. Do you tend to like heroes or villains more?

I’m a “antihero” kind of girl... Imagine Deadpool or Kaz Brekker, but also Villains.. I swear to god I’m one chemical experiment away of becoming a Super-villain

8. What’s the most haunting experience you’ve ever experienced?

Okay so one time I was with my friends and we were shooting a school project and well we did it and when we were checking the footage, the painting that was hanging behind us didn’t appear, but instead it was a mirror showing the reflection of an eight year old boy. 

9. Last song you listened to?

“MY YOUTH, MY YOUTH IS YOURS, TRIPPIN’ ON SKIES, SIPPNG WATERFALLS, MY YOUTH, MY YOUTH IS YOURS RUNAWAY NOW AND FOREVERMORE”

10. Which ship you just can’t stand?

Elriel mwahahaahahahha they are too similar and I am way to deep in the Elucien, Moriel trashcan

11. Which magical creature would you make real? 

Okay so I tag, @cassianandfenrysaremyboyos @feysandsmut @dorianthekinkymf @ladynesta @nestasbucket @feysandlover @cassiancalore​ and anyone who wants to do this *BAM* YOU’VE BEEN TAGGED BY MOI.

and my questions are the following: 

1.Which historical figure would you bring back from the death

2. Paris, New York, Rome or London? (which one would you choose to live in)

3. Who is your celebrity crush?

4. If you could only read one book forever which one would it be?

5. Favourite clothing item?

6. You have three wishes, what would you wish for? (no wishing for more wishes though)

7. If you had to live in an ancient civilization which one would it be and why?

8. Do you believe in life after death?

9. Favourite disney princess/heroine and why?

10. In case that you get chosen to participate in the Hunger Games which weapon would you choose?

11. Which reality show would you love to participate in?