#kaz's ask box

[kitsune-bones]

I has a question (here's a cookie whilst you deal with my stupidity 🫱🍪)

How does someone know if they are alter human/otherkin?

Oh jeez that's a tough question. not a stupid one tho just tough! Hm, it kinda depends on the person really, and also the kind of alterhuman they are.

For me it was kinda the same as figuring out I was queer - running across the terms and going "hey wait a minute-". I've always had a disconnect with humanity and alterhuman labels - specifically nonhuman, though i started with therian and went from there- explain that for me. After that it took, and takes, a lot of introspection to figure out what exactly i am and where i fall.

I wanna say it's like that for a lot of people. Like idk everyone's experiences but i've definitely seen a lot of people say discovering the community is what got them started on realizing it in my time. And then after that it's a whole bunch of research until something clicks.

Idk if that's helpful at all but the alterhuman umbrella and community is so big and diverse that it's hard to really say much.

If you're questioning, I'd start with a wiki and then really dig into any terms that catch your eye. Try 'em on maybe. Or heck I'd recommend doing that even if you're not questioning and just wanna see what we're all about.

Hmm, i'm kinda tired rn and my singular lil brain cell is doin its best so if you need me to clarify something lmk! I'll also try to answer any more questions you have if i can :)

Ty for the cookie <•w•>

[caveatscriptor]

🌒Grishaverse Ask🪶

🪶 Favorite Crow?

🌟 Favorite grisha?

🧍‍♂️ Favorite Otkazat'sya?

💀 Favorite villain?

🧭 Favorite trio/triumvirate?

👯 Favorite ships/duos/dynamics (friendships are also ships!)?

✒️ Favorite saga: Shadow and Bone; Six of Crows or King of Scars?

✏️ Favorite grishaverse fanfic?

📺 Favorite tv show quote/scene?

📚 Favorite book quote/scene?

🌒 If you had to pick: Sun summoner or Shadow summoner?

✨ Which grisha order would you belong to?

🐾 What animal/animal part would be your amplifier?

😇 Saint, what?

⚔️ Pick your weapon: knives, cane, revolvers, bombs, fists or magical powers?

🐐 Who/what is your emotional support goat?

7️⃣ Who is crow number 7?

🗡️ Wraith, what are your knives' names? (Moral principles that you value - yes, also name the knives)

🐺 Drüskelle, what's your wolf's name? (What can't you live without)

🧇 Heartrender, if you had to betray your country for food what would it be?

🔫 Sharp-shooter, your two worst habits?

🧨 Demo-expert, how do you code your experiments? (Favorite hobby)

🧤 Dirtyhands, what's your weakness?

You know the drill, ask away, reblogs are appreciated 🫶

[lilisouless]

Do you think that Kaz Brekker was ever so desperate to scam someone (by selling a fake painting or smth) he almost learnt to paint just to make a replica and sell it? (My friends and I need a second opinion on this)

Do that dirty hands seem apt for art?

Okay now seriously, i see Kaz as a pragmatic individual, he puts effort but favors efficiency. I think Kaz is most likely to have a forgery guy for that thing. Either Wylan or someone he is blackmailing pre meeting him since it seems like the easy way for someone who is more like a people person than an artisan

On the other hand, he is most likely to sell the real painting and reemplace the stolen one with the replica

So, i think it would be really really cool if he did learned how to paint but like i said he is most likely to find other solutions

[tokyo-chainsaw-dragon]

me rn having an existential crisis about smut😫:

[barrel-crow-n]

in the post about Nikolai and kaz and the fic? Will there be Zoyalai?

More on the minor side, as Zoya doesn't really make an in fic appearance, but it is implied/referenced and Nikolai talks about it quite a bit

[abcwordsurge]

Wsp it’s ur favorite midwesterner/j (ask game)

ooh I like this one

off the top of my head, I know @mittenstroll, @northstarstate-loverboy, and @kaz-playz are all Midwesterners, so I'm gonna go with them (I know there are probably more, but I'm gona stick with the arbitrary three guess limit)

[whynotcherries]

hi i have been thinking about this since rereading nothings changed at all, are kaz & jordie italian (or italian descendant) or just very passionate about pasta? ive been thinking about this since kaz's "PASTA. pasta." comment somewhere & it's funny to me

hi! so, the short answer is that it is intentionally (subtly) implied that they might have a grandparent who was half italian — maybe there was a recipe or two passed down and saved in the family photo album & maybe jordie is a little stitious because of some things he heard as a little tiny child at grammy’s.

however, the main source of the pasta passion wasn’t the amazing italian dishes — it’s that their dad was trying to feed his kids full meals, and it’s pretty easy to get boxed noodles right.

it’s their nostalgia meal (and they are passionate about it). they are a little bit italian, coincidentally. they’re mostly dutch, like in the books! i just took a little bit of creative liberty to add some plot.

[sky-neverending]

kanej and a picnic

i kinda took this and ran away with it but it was fun so here

It was a cool autumn night when Inej returned home. The ship sailed into the port with the wind, a brief chill rustling her thin coat. She gazed down upon the dreary docking area, the heavy smog of Ketterdam rushing over her with familiarity.

She heard it before she saw it, even from where she hung at the mast. The faint thudding of metal against wood.

Kaz Brekker.

Hopping down from where she stood, Inej let herself fall gracefully onto the deck. She nodded to the crew as they unloaded the ship before heading toward him.

“Kaz.” she murmured, looking up at him. His dark eyes seemed aged with worry, a feeling foreign to the man she knew. “You came.”

“Of course I came,” he said. A gloved hand was grasped tightly around the head of his cane, but the other was outstretched toward her. “I have something for you.”

She looked at him, confusion furrowed in her brow. But Kaz stood his ground, so she took his hand. The leather of the glove was cool against her skin. “Where are we going?”

His eyes flickered down toward her as he led her through the busy streets of the Barrel. “You’ll see.”

Kaz led Inej toward the Crow Club, or rather, behind it. A ladder was propped against the rickety building, one she scaled quickly. She perched on the edge of the roof as Kaz made his way up, first tossing his cane and then using his good leg to take on each ring.

As he made his way to the top, he instructed her to turn around. She did so, gasping quietly as her eyes landed on the sight before her.

Across the uneven roof of the Crow Club was spread a blanket, one made up of various fabrics. It looked like it had been sown together by hand. On top of it was a basket, one filled to the brim and overflowing. There were candles spread about, bringing light to the darkness of an evening in the Barrel.

“Kaz.” Inej whispered, breathless. “Kaz, what is this?”

“It’s a picnic. Do you not like it?”

She looked behind her shoulder at him, mouth open wide. “I love it, Kaz. You did this…for me?”

He blinked. “Yes.”

“Why?”

Taking a breath, Kaz led her to the blanket and fell onto it. He held a hand to his chest and started to pull the glove off his fingers one by one.

“Because, Inej,” he said, fully removing the glove and placing it beside him with a shaky breath, “there are some things that are easier to say in gestures than in words.”

He placed his hand on her knee, locking eyes with her for reassurance that it was okay. She nodded, breath hitching as his bare skin made contact with her leg.

“I missed you, Inej. Life here was… duller without you.”

She laughed. “Jesper wasn’t company enough?”

“Not in the slightest.” he responded. “No one could ever compare to you.”

Inej looked at him through lidded eyes, pulling her body closer. “You must protect your investments, yes?” she questioned. Kaz shook his head a solemn no.

“You are so much more than an investment, Inej. You aren’t just a card up my sleeve waiting to be played.”

“Then what am I, Kaz?”

He sighed. “You’re… Inej. You are wonderful and beautiful and there is no one like you. And I should have told you sooner.”

Placing a hand on top of Kaz’s where it laid on her leg, Inej smiled. “Why didn’t you?”

“I…don’t know. But I'm telling you now. Because this is not something I'd like to keep to myself any longer. I cannot be a king without my queen, Inej. I need you.”

He squeezed her hand, and the rough contact of his skin seemed to melt her. She knew there was a grin on her face, one so wide it would split all of Ketterdam in two.

“I love that smile.” Kaz muttered, almost unaware he was saying it. “Come, watch the stars.”

So they did. Laying on their backs, drinks and elegant little dishes tossed to the side, hand in hand.

Kaz ran his thumb over Inej’s knuckles, tracing each rise and fall. The words they were thinking went unsaid, but the touch screamed them into the darkness of the night.

It felt like a promise.

It felt like I love you.

[rainbowstargazerlilies]

hap birth!

Much thanks!

[suuho]

btw guys i think i wanna get into p1harmony so if any of you have any recs/starting points, feel free to let me know!!

[swirly-lemonade]

I love re watching random parts of stream I clipped a while back and just giggling at the fact it’s stupid that I have re watched the same clip like 20 times cause of a line I find absolutely hilarious

[locitapurplepink]

hey 😁 happy tumblr anniversary !! 🥳 the star wars resistance fandom is very small and sometimes barely alive, so it is very nice to find another blog with such excellent content and that also appreciates resistance and all its fabulous characters 😌

to celebrate i made you a playlist of songs that remind of Kaz and Torra ( since i know they are one of you fav relationships of the show ) hope you like it 🥰

KAZ AND TORRA PLAYLIST:

Jackie and Wilson - Hozier

Stars - The XX

Electric Love - Borns

Cigarette Daydreams- Cage the Elephant

Cosmic Love- Florence and the Machine

Drops of Jupiter - Train

Might Not Make It Home - LPX

Satellite Heart - Anya Marina

Breathe Your Name - Sixpence None The Richer

Aww, that's very sweet of you @fulltimecatwitch 😘 Yeah, unfortunately, there are not much posts or any fanfic of star wars resistance.

I'm doing with my best to make happen. Anyways, since you shared those, I wanna share mine too.

You Can Come To Me by Laura Marano & Ross Lynch

It's Always Been You by The Lodge

There For You by The Lodge

Enchanted by Taylor Swift

[skeetlebeetle]

plainview enjoyers!!!! how do i see the posts in order so i can properly follow the plot

[barrel-crow-n]

how many times have you read six of crows/crooked kingdom?

I've read the series once, currently rereading for the first time, however I do reread certain scenes from time to time.

For instance I've read chapter 13 of Six of Crows (Oomen's eyeball scene) and chapter 2 of Crooked Kingdom (where Kaz threatens the little girl and drops the clerk from the lighthouse) like 7 times by now

[the-lying-heavens]

kaz brekker x reader where reader is hurt and kaz helps tend to her wound and then he tells her how much he loves her and it’s soft and super fluffy

"Comfort in Chaos"

[Kaz Brekker x fem!reader]

Masterlist

Summary: After a reckless adventure leaves you injured, Kaz Brekker takes a moment to care for you.

Warnings: injury, fluff, not proofread

Word Count: 580 words

A/N: hi!!! so the reason this took so long was because I was trying to figure out how to write it and still stay true to Kaz's character. I tried my best, so enjoy?

You shifted and winced as the wound pulled. Kaz sat across from you, a concentrated look on his face as he gathered supplies from a small box.

"Stay still," he instructed, his voice low but steady.

You nodded, biting your lip to suppress a wince as he carefully cleaned the injury.

"Why do you always get into trouble?" he murmured, more to himself than to you.

"Maybe I like the thrill," you teased, trying to lighten the mood despite the discomfort.

His eyes remained serious. "The thrill doesn’t feel as great when you’re bleeding," he replied, applying the ointment. His touch was surprisingly gentle, as he wrapped the bandage around your arm.

As he worked, silence settled between you. The way he looked at you made your heart race.

"Kaz…" you started, but he hesitated seeing a flicker of uncertainty crossing his face. First time for everything.

"I dislike seeing you hurt. You mean more to me than I can say," he said, his voice softening.

You smiled. "I care about you too," you confessed.

Kaz finished wrapping the bandage, his fingers lingering on your skin for a moment longer than necessary.

Maybe I should start taking care of myself better," you suggested, "I wouldn’t want to keep you from your… important plans."

He scoffed. "Plans can wait. You’re more important than any job I have." his tone was dismissive, but his words were sincere.

"What if I got better at dodging trouble? Would that impress you?"

The corner of his mouth twitched upward. "You’d have to do better than that. You’re too reckless for your own good."

"Kaz, I know what I’m doing. I wouldn’t put myself in danger if I didn’t think I could handle it."

"Right. And yet, here we are," he replied, "Just promise me you’ll try to be more cautious. You are an investment that is difficult to replace."

You snort. "Gee, thanks."

"You’re infuriating, you know that?," he sighed, "But you’re also brave. You challenge me in ways I didn’t think were possible."

"I'll take that as a compliment."

"Good. You should," he said, his voice dropping to a whisper. "Because it’s the closest I’ll get to admitting I’m fond of you."

You laughed, the sound light and joyful, as Kaz tried to hide his smirk.

"Then I guess we’ll both have to work on being less infuriating," you teased.

"Or we’ll continue to drive each other mad," he said

"Either way, I’m glad you’re here." You leaned closer, the warmth radiating between you almost palpable.

Kaz’s gaze held yours. "You really mean that, don’t you?" he asked, his voice a low murmur that sent shivers down your spine.

"Absolutely," you replied, "You make everything—"

"Dangerous?" he interrupted.

"Exciting," you corrected, "Every moment with you feels alive."

He tilted his head, studying you intently. "Alive is one way to put it. Other people might call it reckless."

"Recklessness has its charm," you countered, "Besides, you thrive in chaos. I think you secretly enjoy it."

"Do I?"

"You love it. And me," you said, grinning.

"Love is a strong word."

"Is it?" you shot back.

Kaz raised an eyebrow. "Maybe I just tolerate you because you're entertaining."

"Entertaining, huh? I’ll take it," you replied.

He let out a soft laugh, shaking his head. "You’re incorrigible."

"And you’re impossible," you shot back, "But that’s what makes us work."

"Just promise me you’ll be careful," he said, his tone suddenly serious.

"Only if you promise to keep looking out for me."

"Deal," he replied.

You both shared a moment of silence, the air thick with unspoken words. Finally, you broke it, teasing, "So, when are we getting into trouble next?"

"With you? I can’t imagine it’ll be long."

[sky-neverending]

i wanna write some SoC stuff drop me prompts in my ask box for either the three main ships or any platonic ship and i’ll write it for you. ok thanks.