#kitt azer x reader

[littlemissmentallyunstable]

title: all those words hidden in the silence

pairing: kitt azer x (first person reader)

synopsis: you break into the castle for a mission where you may have to assassinate the king but you fancy teasing him a little first… given your history

warnings: swearing, intense-ness

a/n: don’t ask me how or why this idea came to me but it was super fun to write :)) btw the crossed out parts are to represent her ‘forbidden’ thoughts

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“Pretty night for a murder don’t you think,” I grin, swinging my dagger between my fingers nonchalantly.

The king turns around. The look of shock on his face leaves me satisfied but like any addiction, a part of me craves more. I watch as he slowly pales when he meets my eyes. I wasn’t sure he could pale any more, he looks like he hasn’t eaten in days. The king is weak. Perfect.

“Very pretty,” he muses, keeping on the diplomatic mask he’s crafted for himself, “the blood will match your new outfit.”

“Taking notes about what I wear now?” I raise an eyebrow, approaching him slowly. My steps long and swift, almost a glide. I watch as his Adam’s apple bobs in his neck as he swallows and wonder if he’s nervous.

“Don’t flatter yourself,” he sighs with a blank stare, “it’s just a change from seeing you in rags, did that little seamstress friend of our silver saviour sew it for you?”

He hits a nerve and he knows it as the corner of his mouth turn up to form malicious smirk. I want to rip it off of his cruelly beautiful face and tear each part into a million pieces of nothingness. So he can finally be the nothing he made her.

“You murdered Adena,” I growl, not bothering to hide my burning rage. Unlike the king, I’m not a fan of wearing a mask. I don’t play pretend, I don’t mess about, I’m real.

He dares to take a step closer to me, “she was collateral damage.”

“Why don’t I make you collateral damage?” I snarl, gripping tighter to my dagger. My knuckles turn white.

“It’s my talent sweetheart,” he tells me, “I’d be careful if I were you.”

His green eyes blaze with a synthetic fierceness. I laugh, throwing my head back and holding my stomach. He’s taken off guard and stares at me in bewilderment.

“Oh sorry,” I snort, trying to pull myself together, “it’s just hilarious to me that you think you’ll be doing the killing tonight.”

“I wouldn’t get so giggly sweetheart,” he murmurs, getting closer still, looming over me to cast his cowardly shadow, “you know I could if I wanted to.”

“No I don’t actually, you’ve had countless opportunities to do it,” I scoff, “so tell me, brave king, noble king, why haven’t you killed me yet?”

He paralyses for a second and I have the golden opportunity to end him right there. Lunge forwards and impale him with my handmade dagger. Watch the blood leak from his lifeless body. See as the last flicker of light leaves those hypnotising emerald eyes. But I don’t. I don’t do it and I don’t know why.

“You know why,” he whispered, sending a shiver down my spine. It’s like he’s answering both the question in my head and the one I had said aloud.

I quirk my eyebrow upwards and fold my arms, I won’t let him do this to me, he can’t play the vulnerable card before I do, “do I?” I ask.

“Are you going to make me say it?” he murmurs so quietly I can hear my heart thumping my chest, “is that what you want from me?”

So it’s true. He still loves me like I love him. And he won’t kill me because of it. Good. I have an advantage.

“Are you brave enough to say it?” I mumbled, tilting my face upwards to really look at him.

He’s still my Kitt. I can see past his pretence, far past it. I always have been able to. And even with his tired eyes and hollowed cheeks, colder gaze and harsher tone, beneath all of that he’s the boy I used to know. The boy I fell for in too many ways. The boy who was vulnerable with me. The boy who I was vulnerable with.

“I have guards posted on every door,” he diverts the conversation, “how did you get past them?”

I get the answer to my previous question. He is not brave enough to admit it. He’s still a coward then.

“Wouldn’t you like to know,” my lips draw into a thin smile.

“You know I could have you killed in an instant,” he muses, “my guards will obey my every wish, it wouldn’t be me to do it.”

He won’t call them. I already know it. But I’ll play his game, as tedious as manipulation is it serves well in the end.

“Too bad you won’t be able to reach them,” I shrug softly.

His face hardens, “what did you do?”

I don’t reply, staring at my nails to prove my disinterest. He tries calling for them, for help, for anyone. I yawn and roll my eyes. They won’t come. They don’t come. I see a flicker of rage in his eyes, a furious spark ignites somewhere inside of him. At least he looks less like a dead man walking when angry, at least now he had passion about something.

“What did you do!” he yells, his booming voice remaining me of his father, making me feel a little queasy.

“Demanding me isn’t going to make me tell you,” I say fiercely, “I’m not one of your subject Kitty.”

He flinches at the nickname. It’s like a reflex he has no control over. The mask cracks slightly. Whoops.

He glares at me, regaining his pathetic royal composure, the facade that is everything but him, “where’s my brother?”

“I don’t know,” I say.

“Yes you do,” he insists.

“No I don’t,” I exclaimed.

“TELL ME!” he screams, madly clawing at my arms, pinning me to the wall behind us.

My back hits it with an awkward thump. Pain rolls across my body and I bite my lip. He has me at the wrists, forcing me to drop my beloved dagger. Our faces are so close they nearly touch. I wonder if he can see the scar on my left eyebrow, the one he gave me. I don’t tear my gaze from his and for what feels like hours he stare at each other panting like exhausted dogs. His hands slowly drop my wrists and trail gently down my face. I’ve missed his touch. They reach my neck and in a sudden jerky movement he clasps his hands around it. I gasp, he smiles something blazing in his eyes. He’s hungry to witness my pain. Shame he’ll have to starve tonight.

“Go on,” I murmur, “strangle me, do it, I dare you.”

He breathes heavily, looking into my eyes like he used to after all those times we’d kissed. A mix of emotions rise into my chest, a bittersweet mixture of all I want to forgot. Part of me thinks it might be worth dying, if it’s at his hands.

“You can’t,” I whisper, “can you?”

“What do you want?” he asks hoarsely, dropping his arms and taking a step back. Disappointment hits my stomach. I didn’t want him to let go.

“Oh honey,” I say, strutting past him, “there’s a long list.”

“Tell me what you want,” he walks infront of me, stopping my tracks, “and I will let you walk out of here alive.”

“You won’t kill me either away,” I say, “what good is that promise?”

“Don’t be so sure,” Kitt says, “I might not do it myself but there are others who will. So what do you want?”

“At this current moment,” I ask, taking a step closer to him so I can feel him breathe.

He nods, “name it.”

“I want your blood,” I whisper, pushing him down harshly onto a chair, “on my dagger, your cold lifeless body in my arms,” I say, your lips on my lips I don’t.

A ghost of a smile haunts his empty features, as he grabs my chin, “you’re a pretty liar, but not a good enough one.”

“Do you want to test me?” I ask, straddling him so I’m sat on his lap. For the plan to work I need to be a distraction, that’s all this is, I reassure myself. I ignore the fact that I want to be in this position.

“Tell me this makes you feel nothing,” he says in a low voice, running his soft hands up my thighs and then up to the small of my back where he holds me like I’m weightless, like I’m a dancer.

I gasp sharply. All my oxygen stolen by a thief with emerald eyes. The same theif who stole my heart.

“Look me in the eye and tell me this makes you feel nothing,” he repeats again.

I can’t do it. And he knows it. This makes me feel more than I’ve felt in a long time. I open my mouth to reply but two rough unfamiliar sets of hands grab my arms. I look behind to see two guards on me.

Kitt grins, something cruel in his smirk make my heart ache, “two can play at the manipulation game sweetheart,” he says.

Sweetheart. My toes curl at the thought of being his sweetheart. I want to kick myself and then sob in a heap. I’d let my guard down again. I’d been vulnerable again. I’d let myself take it all as one big joke again. He wasn’t my Kitt anymore and I was naive to think he could be. I’d failed the mission, I’d failed to kill him, I’d failed to manipulate him, I’d failed to play it smart.

He just stands there, over me, crown looking too heavy for his head. I hate that look he’s giving me. I attempt to lunge at him but the guards’ grip is too strong and I’m held back. He’s still smirking at me. I spit in his face.

“Aren’t you beautiful when you’re angry,” he taunts, unbothered by my undignified behaviour.

I’d been so cocky before. How stupid did I look now?

“Fuck you Kitt,” I shout, a rawness in my voice that I didn’t recognise.

He chuckles, “not so sarcastic now are we?”

“I’m going to kill you,” I look at him, a dead seriousness set in my expression.

“That’s what you came here to do though and as it happens I’m not dead,” he shrugs at me. I wish his eyes weren’t so pretty to stare at.

“They’ll end you Kitt,” I tell him, “they’re planning to end you.”

Am I threatening him or am I warning him? I can’t tell anymore. My mind is too conflicted to decide.

“And I will destroy every last one until there’s just you and I,” he murmurs, before standing up and issuing his kingly orders, “take her to a holding cell boys.”

a/n: thanks for reading 🤍🤍 I promise more of my req fic will be posted soon

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[graysdarling]

〡𝓚. azer ˎˊ˗ late nights.

- summery: you noticed how kitt, the now king, kept on tiring himself. hell, he was practically killing himself. but what could you do? you were just the common maid that somehow was close to the azer brothers.

- warnings: kitt on the verge of going insane, sane kitt, use of y/n, office work, uhh this is kitt not kai sorry not sorry, overworking, humming a song, fluff, head in lap.

- words: 1043

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you ran a hand down your stressed face. you knew you shouldn’t be worried. it was kitt azer, after all. he was the future king; you had nothing to be worried about.

but that was what he wanted you to think, didn’t he? that he was perfectly fine even though he practically lived in his office now. that he was perfectly fine even though you found out that he was throwing his food out of his window and not eating.

that he was perfectly fine even though she was gone. you wouldn’t lie, you were jealous of paedyn gray before. you were just a servant, she was the silver savior—of course, kitt would love her. but then the two of you got quite close before she left, killing the king along with her.

that was when kitt’s downfall started.

and so, here you were, outside his office room late at night, overthinking if you should open the door or not. it was usual for the king to stay up this late doing work, sadly. you would be lying if you said you weren’t worried about him.

and so was everyone else, the kingdom, the other maids, gail, jax, you; and so, that is what led you to bring up your hand and knock at the wooden door.

there was silence after that, as if kitt was pausing, realizing that someone was up with him. “come in,” he finally announced. you swallowed the lump forming in your throat as you opened the door. in the room revealed kitt, the future king, looking like a mess.

his usual messy dark blond hair was even messier, now due to exhaustion, and his green eyes were darker now with eye bags. surrounding him were piles of paper on his desk and you almost winced at the scene.

his eyes blinked for a few moments before widening. “ah—y/n. what are you doing up this late?” he asked. he tried to make his voice sound less exhausted than it already was, but failed. you could easily see that.

you took a breath. “forgive me for going out of line, my king,” you began, “but, kitt, you look exhausted.” you were probably going over the line, you knew that, but he was killing himself. plus, you supposed the two of you were close enough to go on a first-name basis.

the blond’s eyes widened at your words, before giving you a small smile. “thank you for your concern, y/n, but i’m alright.”

no, he wasn’t. he wasn’t alright. but he was too stubborn to say it.

“kitt. please, don’t keep up the act in front of me,” you muttered. he paused at that, hesitated. he looked at you with those tired green eyes of him that were on the verge of having no light in them. you didn’t want to know what would happen when all that light was gone.

you slowly stepped towards him. “just take a small nap, okay? then you could go back to doing your work.”

“y/n—”

“kitt.”

you saw him swallow and look down. you slowly crossed his desk, standing next to him. “please. just a small nap, then i’ll wake you up,” you said softly. he looked up at you and you knew that he didn’t want to seem weak. but he wasn’t weak in your eyes. not at all. “you aren’t weak for taking a nap, kitt. i’ll wake you up in a bit if you do.”

“you promise?” he said softly and you swore you could’ve seen your kitt. “i promise,” you said. he nodded and stood up from his desk which was covered in papers and files. he immediately put his hands down on his desk and blinked rapidly, as if he was getting faint.

he probably was from his exhaustion and lack of fluids.

you put your hand on his back and he looked at you, blinking. you gave him a small smile as he did. he stood up straight and the two of you walked out of the office and back to his room, where he should be sleeping but he hasn’t lately. the walk was quiet, but it wasn’t awkward. it was a much-needed quietness for kitt, you could easily tell.

your suspicions were proved true whenever you went into the room and saw his bed cleaned. it was like he hadn’t been to bed ever since the king died—which was probably true.

almost immediately, you walked kitt over to his bed, making him sit on it. “i’m going to go get you some water while you get settled, okay?” you told him stubbornly, not letting him stop you. well, that was before he grabbed your wrist and stopped you before you were out of reach.

“wait… could you—stay? at least until i sleep,” he said, making your head snap back towards him, “i’ve just been—having nightmares.” your gaze turned soft at his words and you nodded, even though he couldn’t see because his head was down as if he couldn’t find it in himself to see your pity.

taking a breath, you stepped towards the bed and sat down next to the king of ilya. “all right.” he looked at you but he didn’t look away for a few moments. you couldn’t lie, it made you nervous and have butterflies for some reason.

awkwardly, you moved to the pillows, sitting in front of them while kitt laid on the other ones. you fidgeted with the edge of the blanket, not knowing what to do, until you felt kitt move to your side—more like putting his head in your lap.

“sorry,” he muttered, though his face seemed like he wasn’t sorry after all, even though his eyes were closed. you couldn’t help but to smile. slowly, you put your hands down in his hair. they were soft and had some tangles so you gently got rid of them, running your hands through his hair.

nightmares. you remembered as a kid, one of your family members used to sing a song to you before you went to bed every night whenever you were scared. almost unconsciously, you started humming that same song that comforted you.

you swore you heard a hum of satisfaction come from him.

[midiosaamor]

❪ ✧ ❫ 𝐊𝐈𝐓𝐓 𝐀𝐙𝐄𝐑.

key: ⟢ fluff. | ☆ angst. | ꩜ suggestive. | ✮ coming soon. (drafted) | ༄ coming soon. (not drafted)

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[artstatues]

Yield, darling? - k.a × reader

wc : 817

pairings : kai azer x fem! reader, from powerless.

synopsis : you and kai grew up together, trained together, and now you guys were what people called best friends, until one particular training session.

a/n : this is my first x reader and my first time professionally writing a kiss so god bear with me but yeah and its been 2 hours so idek man

requested tag : @thisiskaylin, @urbanflorals, @reminiscentreader, @moondust-on-the-hijabi, @lxvebelle.

Malakai Azer was your best friend. He’s been your best friend since you were 12. Since you were old enough for your dad, the general, to take you to the castle. He’d take you there on Mondays, Tuesdays, and Fridays. You loved and cherished every visit. You met the Princes of Ilya on your 4th visit, as the king saw how well you behaved. Well, of course you behaved, the only thing you did at the castle all day was walk around, explore more and more. By now you’ve memorized the entire layout of the castle. All 4 floors, you know how to get out, get in, noticed or unnoticed. But during those visits, you also began to train with the princes. At first, you preferred training with Kitt, since he was older than you, so was Kai, but you always felt like Kitt knew better, fought better. You were so wrong. He was a good fighter, yes, but the thing was, he’d always let you win. It wouldn’t be called training if he kept letting you win, so you tried training with Kai. You assumed he didn’t know much, since he trained with dummies and figures but oh boy were you horribly wrong. He terribly beat you up. Bruises everywhere, leaving your mother to scold you. You’ve barely talked to him before, but he eventually grew warmer, and didn’t absolutely beat you up all the time. Sometimes, you even switched mediums to using swords instead of hand to hand combat.

“Darling, enough, you’re going to ruin my gorgeous face.” Kai teased before sidestepping to avoid your stab of an attack. “Oh it’s not so gorgeous right now Kai,” You smirked before ducking to protect yourself from his blow, immediately taking advantage of his position to get behind him and pressed your dagger to his neck. “Yield?” Your smirk from earlier had returned. You’ve never been this close together before. Yes the both of you trained endlessly, but it never got this close. Well excluding the one time Kai had you pinned against a tree, knife to your throat. Even that wasn’t as close. You were pretty sure that he could feel your chest heaving. “Not so easily darling,” He smiled before making use of the fact that you were breathless, and the grip on your dagger was sloppy, since you were in fact, breathless. He flipped you over, your back landing harshly on the ground. Oh yeah, something’s definitely wrong in your skeletal system now. You audibly groaned, your face scrunched up in pain. Your dagger did do its job, though, it lightly tore Kai’s skin, resulting in a harsh hiss leaving his kissable lips. He wiped off some of the blood before you got up. Kai held his dagger, backing you up to a tree. Your back hit the tree, you winced because you were really done with this shit. “Kai I can’t-” You finally spoke up, but because of that, he strode to you in one long step, weapon hitting your throat. “Yield then, darling.” He leaned in to whisper in your ear. You could feel his smirk through your skin, but at the same time something tingled in your stomach, you were sure that your face was flush red now. You tried looking down to hide it only for Kai to tilt your head back up with his dagger. “Don’t hide away now, darling.” He still had that stupid smirk on his handsome face. His hand, equipped with the dagger, fell to his side. The tip of his dagger met your hand, trying to convince you to drop the weapon, and you did, because by his body language, you could tell that the atmosphere had changed. “Kai-” You whispered. He dropped his own weapon with a soft thud, or a clatter, you couldn’t even tell at this point, your mind hazy at him, the smell of his cologne, his body being this close to you. He leaned closer, tucking a piece of loose hair behind your ear. All this training likely made your braid loose. “May I?” He asked, his eyes darkening. You could feel your knees weaken and your face getting hotter. You gave him a subtle nod and with that, it felt like you just entered the gateways of heaven, literally. His hands were on you, they were everywhere, one on your neck, the other pinning your hips to the tree. His lips were soft, so soft- delicate- gentle, tender- but also hungry, impatient- You ran out of words to describe it, but it sure as hell was the best thing you’ve experienced. Kai pulled away, “Plagues, darling, you really are something-” He gasped before kissing you again. You were breathless at this point, but even so, you couldn’t bring yourself to pull away. Kai did, eventually, “So, darling, what do you say? Yield?” He smirked, his tone laced with husk.

[angstywaifu]

Mirror Sex - Kai Azer

Kai Azer x Reader Summary: On the most important night of her fathers career, reader feels extremely insecure in how they look thanks to Blair. Kai notices it immediately, vowing to make her feel as beautiful as she is in his eyes. warnings: nsfw 18+, mirror sex, chair sex, p in v, pet names, slightly dom Kai, dirty talk, fingering. Slight spoilers for character traits/details in books.

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I couldn’t help but fidget with the dress as I looked at myself in the mirror. The dress was absolutely gorgeous. One of the most beautiful I had ever seen. The dark blue material complimenting my hair and skin colour. Yet I felt so insecure as I looked at myself in the mirror. I’d honestly felt like that the last few days. Blair making comments about how I looked any chance she got. Clearly trying to get in my head. Which she had. I silently cursed myself for letting her get to me.

“Stop fidgeting, you look great.” Lilliana says to me as she places some more pins in my hair, securing the messy bun she’d styled my hair into.

”I don’t feel it.” I say back glumly as I smooth out the material.

“She got in your head didn’t she?” She asks as she tightens the dress a little.

I sigh and nod. I’d told Lilliana about the comments Blair had been making about me. She’d told me to tell Kai or Kitt, knowing they wouldn’t stand for it. But I told her it was nothing. I didn’t need to worry the prince’s with more of Blair’s petty comments.

”I wish she hadn’t. All I want to do is sit in here and read, rather than face a ballroom full of people looking at me.” I admit as I meet her eyes in the mirror.

”You will do no such thing. You look stunning. And you know how much tonight means to your father. And I’m sure Kai will love how you look.”

Tonight was a big night for my father. He was getting promoted within the King’s court, hence the ball tonight. I couldn’t skip out on it. And Kai…. I cursed myself for telling Lilliana my feelings about the future Enforcer. We’d grown up together. Done everything together. He was my best friend. Until my feelings changed a few months ago. I’d started to see him in a different light. It didn’t help the way he talked to me. He had such a way with words that had me in a puddle every time he spoke. Which is probably what infuriated Blair. Encouraged her to be the way she was. We’d all grown up together. But once we got into our teenage years, she’d turned on me. Our friendship now long forgotten.

“We shall see.” I say with a sad smile as a knock sounds at my door.

Lilliana turns to open it, despite us both knowing who awaits on the other side. She opens the door to reveal my father, decked out in his most formal attire. His medals on full display. He very much looks the part of someone about to take one of the most senior positions in the King’s court.

”Well don’t you look beautiful.” He gushes as a grin adorns his lips.

”You have Lilliana to thank for that.” I say as I gesture to her, which doesn’t seem to please either of them as they share a look.

”Nonsense. I just amplified what was already there.” Her tone hinting this was not up for discussion, and I didn’t want to start an argument in front of my father. Especially not tonight.

“Exactly. Now we should get going. Can’t leave the King waiting too long on us.” He says proudly as he holds his arm out for me to take.

In normal circumstances his wife would be who he escorted in tonight. But as she’d died a few years back, I was to accompany my father into the ball tonight. A ball all for him and his promotion. Hence why my dress was blue tonight instead of the usual green required for these balls. This night was about my father. About our family. And our family colour was blue.

I reach out and lay my hand on his arm as he leads us out the door. As was pass into the hallway, a figure stops to let us pass. I know who it is before I look at him fully. I know that black hair anywhere. Kai. He bows at my father and I as we pass, my father returning the gesture with a bow of his head.

As I meet his grey eyes, he smirks at me. It’s like he knows how much I love that damn smirk of his. But for the first time in a long time, I don’t return it. My lips barely lifting at the corners as I attempt to smile at him before my father and I walk past him.

Kai

I nod and smile at the servants as they rush around to get last minute things sorted for the ball that was about to start. A ball I was very eager to attend. All afternoon I’d had to listen to Kitt’s teasing about her. I often hated how easily he my true feelings. How well he could read me. But I was glad he kept the teasing minimal when others were around.

In my nervousness and rush to leave, I’d forgotten my cufflinks for my suit jacket. And I know I wouldn’t hear the end of it if I wasn’t dressed appropriately. As I approach the hallway that leads to my room I can’t help but smile at the thought I might see her. And as if fate we’re reading my thoughts her father steps out of her room with her on his arm. I’m glad they don’t see me at first, because I’m pretty sure my mouth hits the floor with how quickly it drops open at the sight of her.

The girls always wear green to the balls held here. It’s not an official rule, but its a heavily weighted unspoken one that no one has dared to break in many years. And as much as I loved seeing her in green, I definitely preferred seeing her in blue. Blue which was now my favourite colour due to how good it looked on her.

I bow as they approach me, which her father returns with a nod of his head. I shift my attention to her, using that smirk I know she loves even though she will never admit it. But instead of an eyeroll or the reciprocated smirk she would normally give me, she barely smiles. A sadness reflected in her eyes, that should not be there tonight. All week she’s been so excited for tonight. For her fathers promotion. But right now she looks anything but excited. As they pass me, movement from her door catches my eye as her maid Lilliana pokes her head out into the hallway. She’ll know what’s going on with her. She tells Lilliana everything.

”What happened?” I demand a little too aggressively as I approach Lilliana.

She sighs and motions for me to follow her into the room before quickly closing the door behind us. “It’s Blair. She’s been saying some quite nasty things about Miss Y/N.”

Anger immediately flairs within me, and I know if Kitt was close enough I would have conjured flames in my now clenched fists.

”What did she say to her?” I ask, emphasising each word.

”I don’t know the exact things. She was quite vague on them, probably scared I’d come tell you or Kitt. But I know they were to do with how she looks. Things about her weight, and how people were only being polite if they complimented her. And I think it finally got to her after dealing with it multiple times a day.”

I squeeze my eyes shut in an effort to calm myself down. But it was hard. I had approached Blair multiple times about how she treated Y/N. But each time I did it seemed to make it worse and worse. As if me defending her only poked the fire that was Blair.

I storm out of the room, quickly heading to my own to get the cufflinks I was originally heading down here to get. But now I had a different task. Tonight I would make sure Y/N felt as beautiful as I saw her. And I would do whatever it took.

Reader

I grasp onto my fathers arm tightly as we stand in front of the closed doors the lead into the ballroom. Behind it hundreds of people were waiting for us to enter. Normally that wouldn’t phase me, as I had done it a few times before when I’d been escorted by Kitt or Kai. But thanks to Blair and her comments about me the past two weeks, all my confidence was gone. I knew her words would play on my mind as we entered that room, with everyone starting at me.

”You ok sweetheart? You seem nervous.” My father asks, dragging me from my thoughts.

I look up at him and smile. “Yeah, just lost in thought. I’m good.”

He doesn’t seem convinced by my words, but he smiles down at me and nods. He knows me well enough there’s no point in pushing the subject. If I wanted to I would tell him. And I didn’t need to bother him with some silly Blair drama right before we walked into a ballroom full of people all here for him.

The doors to the ballroom are pulled open, and I can see everyone turn to watch us enter. My heart rate picking up in response. I silently cursed Blair for making me feel this way as we made our way into the ballroom. Applause fills the air as we walk down the stairs. Everyone smiling and watching us. I sweep my gaze across the crowd, smiling at everyone around us. But as my gaze sweeps near the alter at the top of the room, I see Blair standing near it in front of Kai and Kitt. Her lips pulled into a smug smile as if she knows the affect she’s had on me. She cocks an eyebrow at me before miming throwing up in response to me. I turn my gaze downwards, a slight panic setting in as we reach the bottom of the stairs.

Everyone returns to their normal conversation as our entrance is complete, a few people rushing forward to greet and congratulate my father on his promotion. I remove myself from his arm, desperate to find a corner to hide in away from prying eyes. I spot a table hidden away in a corner that no one has occupied. Perfect.

I go to make my way over to it before a strong had lightly grasps my arm, spinning me around to them. I raise my gaze to see Kai smiling down at me . His black hair falling in its usually messy waves, and his stormy grey eyes piercing into mine.

”Where are you rushing off to so quickly?” He muses as his gaze trails over me.

I resist the urge to recoil at his gaze, Blairs words from yesterday echoing in my ears. “The princes will never want you. You’re not good enough for them. They’re only nice to you because of your father.”

“Just find spot to sit down.” I tell him, which earns him a frown.

”You know you have a spot at our usual table right?” Cocking an eyebrow at my odd behaviour.

I know I did. But as I glance over at the table I would normally sit at, I spy Blair sitting there with Kitt smirking at me. She knows she’s won. She knows she’s gotten into my head.

“I know. I just wanted a quieter spot to sit in.” I insist as I go to walk away.

Before I can get far Kai grips my hand tightly in his, pulling me towards the dancefloor in the middle of the room. It’s early in the evening so only a few couples are dancing on it, but that doesn’t seem to deter Kai who would normally wait till it was more occupied. He quickly pulls us into a dance, gliding easily across the floor as if second nature. Which it was. These dances were drilled into us from a young age. I could probably do most of these in my sleep.

“So do you want to tell me whats going on?” He asks as he spins me around.

”It’s nothing.” I tell him sternly.

I feel his grip on my hand and waist tighten before he pulls me closer, our bodies far closer than necessary for this dance.

”Oh it isn’t nothing Darling.” He growls next to my ear, my heels giving me the height to allow him to do so. “You have once chance to tell me before I reveal what I already know.”

My head snaps to him, our eyes locking with each other. He know. The cocky bastard knew somehow. And I knew exactly how. Lilliana. He must have gone to her after seeing me in the hallway earlier.

”It’s nothing. Just Blair being Blair and trying to get into my head.” I admit as I tear my gaze from his.

”It’s not nothing. She succeeded and it’s making you act weird. What did she say?”

As he asks the question we rotate on the floor, putting Blair firmly in my gaze. Her eyes already locked onto Kai and I.

”That I’m not as pretty as everyone says. Everyone just says it because of who my father is. And…”

”And what darling?” He asks as his grip tightens on me again.

”That I’m not good enough for you or Kitt. That you’re only my friend because of my father as well.”

As soon as the words leave my mouth Kai turns and pulls me off the dancefloor with him. Pulling me through the crowd in a way only the future Enforcer could. No one bats an eye at us, completely oblivious to who pushes past them. He leads us through a side door we’ve used countless times before to escape various balls. But this time we are leaving far earlier than normal.

”Kai we’re going to get in trouble. The ball has barely started.” I tell him sternly as he pulls me down a hall, leading us back to our rooms.

“Don’t worry darling, I’ll have you back before anything important happens.” He tells me as he leans around the corner to check the coast is clear before leading us down another hallway.

He pulls me down the last hallway, past my room and around a corner that I know leads to his room. A door I’ve knocked on many times. A door I’ve walked through many times but this time it feels very different as he pulls me through the doorway before closing it behind us. He leads me to the centre on the room in front of his bed, turning me to face the large mirror.

”Look at you Y/N. How could anyone think you are anything but beautiful?” He tells me, his voice barely above a whisper as he stands behind me.

I shake my head and laugh, dropping my gaze to my hands where my fingers fidget nervously. “You’re just saying that to make me feel better.”

Kai growls from behind me as he steps forward, his chest flush to my back as his fingers grasp my chin, tilting my head up to look at my self in the mirror. “Trust me darling, I am not saying anything to make you feel better. You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen.”

My heart beats loudly in my chest at the close proximity to Kai and the way he holds me. His other hand trailing down my side before gripping tightly onto my waist. As he pulls me flush against him, there’s no denying the truth behind his words. I can feel his heart beating rapidly in his chest, as well as his arousal pushing into my lower back.

His fingers release my chin, tracing lightly down my neck, over my collarbones before skimming over the fabric of my dress that separates my breasts from his fingers. Instinctively I arch into his touch, a low chuckle rumbling through his chest as I do so.

His other hand moves from my waist, moving lower and lower, down towards the slit in my dress. His fingers find the slit with ease, slipping between the folds of the fabric to trace along the sensitive skin of my thigh. I clamp my thighs together, hoping to hide the evidence of my arousal. But I knew it was futile. He knew what he was doing. He knew how my body reacted even though we’d never been in this situation before. Kai Azer knew me better than myself. And he knew exactly what he was doing to me right now. And I had to admit, watching him trail his hands all over me in the mirror had definitely awoken something inside me.

His fingers trace where my thighs are squeezed together before trailing upwards, lightly tracing over the black underwear I’d chosen to wear for tonight. My body shivering as his touch, leaning back into him as a sigh escapes my lips.

”K-kai.” I practically moan out in the most sinful way.

”Yes darling?” His breath tickling my ear before moving hips lips to kiss down my neck.

”You don’t have t-to d-do this to m-make me feel b-better.” I stutter out as his fingers apply more pressure as they trace over the black fabric separating his fingers from where I want them most.

A low growl rumbles though his chest at my words, the hand tracing over the bodice of my dress moving towards the ties on the back. “Darling, I have been wanting this for far too long. Been longing for the day you would let me touch you like this. Making you realise how beautiful and wanted you are is just the cherry on top.”

His fingers pull on the ties with ease, the corseted back coming apart with ease and skill. Kai removes his hand from beneath the dress, causing me to whimper at the loss of the touch I was craving so much. His hands push open the corseted back before guiding it down my body. Leaving me in my black underwear and heels. I go to reach up and cover my now exposed breasts, but Kai reaches out and grasps my wrists in his hands.

”Don’t cover yourself up. You’re beautiful.” He whispers against my neck, his eyes locking with mine in the mirror.

I lose myself in those grey eyes, so fixated on them as he guides me to step out of the dress. Watching as he kneels behind me, his hands helping me step out of the heels I’d chosen for the night. As he stands up to his full height, he now towers over me. His chin resting atop my head with ease.

His fingers go back to tracing lightly over my body. But unlike before there is an urgency to them. With the dress now gone and exposing everything to Kai, I can see the control Kai is wielding over himself. I can see the fight in those stormy grey eyes as his fingers skim the bottom of my breast.

”Keep your eyes on yourself Darling. I want you to see how pretty you are while I fuck you.” He whispers in my ear.

I turn my head to look at him in shock, giving him the lul in my defence to push his other hand beneath the black underwear I still wore. His fingers sliding between my folds with ease do to how aroused I’d gotten from him barely touching me. His fingers sliding up and down before circling over the bundle of nerves that has my hips bucking into his hand earning me a chuckle.

I look back in the mirror to see Kai trail his fingers up my breast to caress the now peaked nipple. Goosebumps forming on my arm at the sensation. My body shaking as he holds me against him. And I was suddenly very glad he’d helped me remove my shoes before he started this.

As my eyes meet his, a devilish smirk forms on his face, seconds later his fingers leave the bundle of nerves he’d been toying with causing me to whimper, but it’s long forgotten and he inserts two of his fingers into me. My hands fly out, one grasping tightly onto his arm connected to the fingers he pumps slowly in and out of me. The other flying up to tangle my fingers in his curly black hair, tugging on them as my body shakes against his, earning a groan of pleasure.

Still keeping his fingers inside me and adding a third to the mix, Kai removes his other hand from me. I don’t know how he does it but he makes quick work of unbuttoning his shirt with one hand, the tie quickly discarded to the floor before he shoves half his jacket and shirt off. With equal precision and ease, his free hand caresses along the back of my thigh before joining his other hand, swiftly swapping them over before shrugging off the other half of his jacket and shirt.

He kicks his shoes off with ease, his free hand making quick work of his belt and pants which swiftly make a pile at his feet before he steps out of them and kicks them away. Due to his position behind me I don’t realise he’s stripped himself off all his clothing till arousal meets my back as his grips my hips and pulls me flush against him.

”I will make you see what I see when I look at you. Make you feel what I feel when I look at you.” He whisper against my neck as he kisses down it. His eyes flicker up and meet mine in the mirror. “And once all that is done sweetheart, I will worship you like the queen you are and have you scream my name.”

I don’t have time to respond to his words, Kai lowering us into a chair I had no idea was near us. His free hand reaching between us to grasp his thick member I barely see before he removes his fingers from me and lowers me slowly on his cock. My hands fly out, grasping on to his thighs as he slowly lowers me down. It feels like I’m being torn apart, but in the most divine way. My body shifting to accommodate Kai and his size as my head rolls back to rest on his shoulder.

Kai’s hands roam over my body, kneeding and groping whatever they can. One of his hands trailing up my side before squeezing my breast, rolling the perked nipple between his fingers as I gasp and arch my back. My eyes fly open as I lift my head from his shoulders as his other hand reaches down and plays with the bundle of nerves at my centre. In the mirror my eyes meet Kai’s as he continues to play with my most sensitive parts as I adjust to his size.

Soon I’m wriggling in his lap, my hips rocking back and forth as I seek the pleasure my body now craves from Kai and the cock he’s impaled me on. I watch as Kai smirks at me in the mirror over my shoulder. His grey eyes clouding over with a look I’d only ever seen when he shifted into his Enforcer persona. Which normally would terrify me. But as his hand guides my legs to sit either side of his before slowing sliding up between my breast and grasping me lightly around my neck, I can’t help the way I clamp around him, my body wanting to experience this new side of Kai and I.

His hips thrust up into me hard, a moan ripping from my throat as I clamp around him again, earning a guttural growl from him that vibrates through me. “See what you do to me darling. See how feral you make me.”

I do my best to nod in response, but his grip on my neck tightens.

”Words sweetheart. Use them.” He growls against my neck before bitting me lightly.

”Y-yes. I see it.” I gasp out as his fingers apply more pressure on my clit, making me shudder against him.

”Good. Because this is how I feel whenever I’m around you. Caging a beast inside me that wants to ruin you in everyway possible. To make you mine.”

I grasp onto the arms that cage me against him, holding my prisoner as I come undone against him. Becoming a mumbling and moaning mess as he continues to thrust up into me again and again. His pace never faltering, if anything increasing as the seconds tick by. Within minutes I’m nearly screaming his name. Sensing I’m close to finishing, he holds me close to him as he stands, kicking the chair away before kneeling on the ground, placing me on my hands and knees in front of him.

The new position feeling so heavenly I can’t help but lean back into him, rocking back and forth to chase the final bits of pleasure I need from him to reach my climax. I raise my head, looking up at Kai in the mirror as his hand weaves its way into my hair, using it as a way to anchor him self before slamming his hips into me as I cry out in pleasure.

”Look at yourself while I finish you. I want you to see how beautiful you look when you come undone. And know that Blair’s words are nothing but lies. Can you do that sweetheart?” He growls out, fingers tightening in my hair.

I go to nod, but I know Kai wants to hear my words. Hear me acknowledge that everything Blair said about me wasn’t true. Just a way to get at me and get in my head. Because now, kneeling on the floor in front of Kai as he fucked me into oblivion, I knew all her words were lies.

”Yes Enforcer.” I moan out.

Something in Kai’s grey eyes shifts as I use the title he will one day bear. A title that will bring fear to all those he is set loose on. But not me. I cry out again as he starts slamming into me, the tip of his cock hitting the perfect spot every time.

”Come with me sweetheart.” He almost pleas as his movements become erratic, each thrust bringing us both closer to our climax.

I look him dead in the eye as I manage to push myself up, bringing my back flush with his chest. His hands instantly caging me against him.

”Yes Enforcer.” I moan out as I place a chaste kiss to his jaw.

Kai growl echoes around the room as he grips me tightly before slamming into me one more time, both our cries echoing off the room as we tip over the edge. Both of us tumbling towards the floor before Kai cushions our fall with the air magic he borrows from me as he cradles me in his arms as we ride out our high. Both of us trying to catch our breath as we lie in peaceful bliss on his bedroom floor. Blair’s words now long forgotten as I lie in the safety of Kai’s arms.

@zaraaaabear @bingazer @katanadoesnotexist @strangeeaglepost @puttyly @kyl13sm1l3y @wildflowermooon @oliviajm2 @honethatty12 @lesehexe

[whousestypewriters]

friends till the end right? - k.a x reader

pairing: kai azer x reader

requested: yes / no

warnings: swearing

a/n: im living off of these crumbs until i get my hands on reckless fr. this'll be he last fic queued/posted until i get back lovelies. hope you enjoy mwah <33

taglist: @nqds, @lxvebelle, @reminiscentreader, @off-to-the-r4ces, @ecliphttlunar

@tornqdowarnings

kai azer was your friend.

your bestfriend.

you grew up together, he, just one week older than you basically being your guide into life. you both know he's full of shit and that he just likes to brag that he's older.

you've been by his side for all of it. the awful way edric treated him - which you still want to shove a dagger up edric's ass for by the way - to sneaking into the kitchen and eating lemon tarts with him.

you're his other half and he's yours.

he was by your side when your parents died, never once leaving you during those awful days. he pulled you out of your slump and brought you back to life.

so yeah....

you were close.

and although you were possibly the closets friends in ilya. you wanted more. you wanted to be the girl he looked at in every room the girl who he would recognise anywhere. you wanted to be his girl.

but that wasn't happening anytime soon. it was mere delusional thinking.

"hey, darling," kai's voice snaps you out of your thoughts. "you just gonna lie there all day?"

sighing you open your eyes and look up to kai. "it is rather comfy," you grumble at him. shutting your eyes and the image of kai and the colorful morning sky out.

"well its not my fault you tripped mid-spar."

"EXCUSE ME?" you practically fly up off the ground in anger. "I DID NOT TRIP YOU LITTLE SHIT-" you yell before kai cuts you off with a hand to your mouth.

"hush, you don't want to wake the entire kingdom with your loud ass mouth, you'd think you were a damn amplifier not tele."

you scoff and shove him back, causing him to stumble a little. "i'm going to murder you in your sleep."

"i get to look at your pretty face while dying? thats the greatest gift," kai smirks at you before shoving you back into a nearby tree, "and that was payback for shoving me."

"you deserved my shove. I didn't deserve yours," you huff leaning against the tree while kai looked at you from a few feet away. "what?" you ask. "do i have something on my face? if its dirt im blaming you, i've got lessons all morning after this."

he had an indecipherable look on his face. it only added to your confusion when he stepped closer, his body crowding yours the heat rolling off his skin and onto yours. still looking at you strangely he raises his hand slowly moving towards your face.

"what are you doing?" you meant it to sound questioning and stern but it just came out all breathy and high pitched.

his hand brushed you cheek as he raised it and pulled a twig from your hair. "you had something in your hair," his voice was soft and the moment crackled between the two of you.

there was no reason for you two to be standing that close. it was purely choice. and when kai's head dipped a little you almost gasped at how close you two were.

this was it, oh my god, you were getting your moment? that delusion was turning into a reality.

your breaths mingled together and you're ninety percent sure when kai's hand cupped your cheek and the other grabbed your waist you died a little inside - in the good way.

this was it.

"good morning guys!" a voice came from the other side of the training grounds as kitt strolled leisurely into the area.

kai stepped back from you quickly and headed over to chat with his brother but not before sending you a look that made you want to grin like a school girl.

maybe those delusions weren't so wrong after all.

[midnighttrainns]

can you kiss it better, kai azer

kai azer x fem!reader

warnings: fluff, violence/fighting & blood, like one swear word, suggestive.

summary: Kai and reader are sparring in practice for the trials, she hurts him and he asks for a kiss as an apology and a little more ends up happening.

word count: 1.3k

a/n: this is my first fic so yay!

masterlist

With the upcoming trials everyone has been training more than usual, I’m lost in my thoughts training with my Bloom (plant manipulation) abilities near the tree border when I feel a presence behind me sending brambles up from the ground making them snake around their legs and up their arms as quick as lightning before turning around to see who snuck up on me.

Kai Azer. 

He now stands in front of me with his arms crossed and a cocky smirk gracing his face. “Hey darling,” he chuckles looking down at the brambles holding his body in place. “As much as I love your little plants could you let me go please?” He asks looking back at me.

“Wow, Azer, you have manners?” I tease taking a few steps closer to him.

“Only for you, y/n.” His smirk turns into a wide grin as he watches my brambles wind back into the earth beneath us.

I laugh dryly, “Did you come over here for a reason?”

“Spar with me?” He questions and I nod in response.

He smiles leading me over to the sparring ring. We each grab a sword off the rack and get into a fighting stance, circling each other. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Kitt and Jax approach us, watching from the sidelines. I stare at Kai waiting for him to make the first move and he does stepping towards me and swinging his blade in my direction. I raise my sword blocking his strike. We go back and forth attacking and defending until he catches me off guard and knocks me to the ground. He follows me down pinning me to the ground.

Our bodies are pressed together as he says, “I win,” with an extremely cocky smirk thinking it’s the end and I’m going to tap out.

“No,” I heave pushing up and flipping us over so I’m straddling him and summoning vines from the dirt winding them around his wrists and ankles making sure he can’t move. “You don’t.” With our swords now out of reach, I grab a dagger from my boot and press it to his neck applying pressure. For a few seconds, he just stares at me breathing heavily before speaking.

“I guess I underestimated you,” he admits.

“You would think after all these years of y/n beating you, you would learn brother,” Kitt calls from the side.

I look over in their direction forgetting they still stood, watching us. When I look back at Kai he leans his head up and with the pressure I’m putting on the dagger it slices his skin, not deep enough to cause serious damage but his blood still leaks from the wound. When I see the blood I retract my blade standing up and removing my vines allowing him to move.

He stands up and wipes the blood from his neck, bringing his hand up to inspect it. “Look what you’ve done to me, darling.”

“Come on you big baby,” I tease grabbing his hand and leading him out of the sparring ring. When we pass Kitt and Jax I look at them as Jax winks at me and Kitt smiles widely. Once we pass them and head up the path to the palace I hear them laughing.

The sounds of our feet were the only thing filling the silence on the way to Kai’s room. We enter his bathroom and he leans against the sink while I get out the medical kit.

“You know I can go to a healer, right?” Kai asks.

“I know” I reply not giving him a further explanation.

I get out a wipe and begin to clean the blood from his neck without warning. He hisses in pain when the wipe makes contact with his skin giving me an unimpressed look. I finish cleaning the cut and step back looking up at his face meeting his eyes that were already staring at me with an emotion I couldn’t place.

“You know what will make this better?” He gestures to his neck, “A kiss.”

“A what?” I scoff at him, the disbelief and confusion evident in my voice.

“A kiss. Can you kiss it better?” Kai repeats back to me clarifying his question.

“Are you serious Kai?”

“Oh darling, I have never been more serious in my life.”

I stare at him for what feels like a long time but in reality, it’s probably only been a minute contemplating what I should do. He’s offering me to kiss his neck, the man I have loved since I first saw him wants me to kiss him. Against my better judgement, I lean in and gently place my lips on the cut and kiss him. I pull back and look into his eyes which are now filled with surprise and lust, like he didn’t expect me to do it. His hands find their way to my waist pulling me in closer. So close. Too close. He leans down and captures my lips in a hungry kiss. Before I even realise what is happening my body moves on its own, hands wrapping around his neck bringing him impossibly closer and kissing him back harder.

Kai Azer is kissing me. Kai fucking Azer is kissing me. This must be a dream.

We pull back breathlessly, taking a few moments to recover and process what just happened.

“You have no idea how long I have wanted to do that,” Kai speaks breaking the silence.

I kiss him again in response and when I feel his tongue brush against my lips I open my mouth allowing him access. His tongue enters my mouth and I move my hands up to his hair, running my fingers through it. Everything we have felt for each other over the years is poured into the kiss, it’s magical. The things this man does to me. I can feel the control on my powers slip and vines are emerging from the tiled bathroom floor, travelling up the walls and across our feet. I pull away when I realise what is happening and get ahold of my powers and force the vines back into the floor. I look at Kai to see him with a huge smile on his face and opening his mouth to speak but before any words come out I interrupt him.

“Don’t start,” I jab an accusing finger in his direction.

“I wasn’t going to say anything” he defends holding his hands up earning him a skeptical look in response.

I grab his hand in mine and once again place my lips on his giving him a short, sweet kiss. Pulling away I look out the bathroom door into his bedroom and see the sun begin to set outside the window.

“Dinner must be soon. If we don’t go down now we will be late,” I tell him, “Kitt and Jax will be wondering where we disappeared to.”

“I just had my tongue down your throat and you’re thinking about my brother?” He questions.

“And Jax,” I add laughing, “And trust me I won’t forget about that kiss for a long time.”

“Me too darling,” He agrees and for a moment longer we stand there staring into each other's eyes.

I grab his hand leading him out of his room as he follows closely behind, “Come on Azer.”

“Can we continue this later?” Kai asks from behind me as we exit his room.

“I’ll think about it,” I say looking back and smiling to let him know that I was only joking and we will definitely be continuing this after dinner.

[graysdarling]

✧ KID HEADCANONS ˎˊ˗ kitt + malakai azer.

- pairing: no one lmao

- summery: kid hcs about kitt and malakai <3

- warnings: mention of death, trauma, daddy issues, sibling bonds, probably CHILD LABOR

- words: tbr

- belle speaks: this was made by an anon here! HRAHHG theyre so cute they didnt deserve what happened to them bruh WHYY also i know this is short but yk

- tags: @reminiscentreader @nqds @urbanflorals @tornqdowarnings (click here to be added to my taglist! <3)

𖦹 oh they’d DEFINITELY fight a lot. whether it’d be because kai stole kitt’s fake-sword, or they just want to fight. they’re always fighting.

𖦹 whenever edric was hard on him, kitt comforted him by letting him sleep in his bed and they’d talk about literally anything and everything.

𖦹 even though they’re half brothers, they see each other as best friends when they’re not arguing.

𖦹 their first actual argument was whenever kai got mad about how their father was treating kitt much more nicer than how he treats kai. the argument didn’t get solved until a day later when they both apologized to each other.

𖦹 whenever he first killed someone, he stayed quiet throughout the day. kitt immediately noticed his change of attitude and confronted him about it.

“what’s up with you?” he asked, looking down at his little brother with furrowed eyebrows. kai looked up, his stare serious, almost emotionless. which he rarely is. “nothing,” he said simply. kitt rolled his eyes, not buying the lie. “right. now tell me what’s really going on.” kai couldn’t help but furrow his eyebrows in annoyance, which kitt easily saw. “kai. you could tell me everything, you know?” kai nodded his head. “i’m not in the mood,” he muttered. kitt nodded, deciding to drop the subject for now at least.

𖦹 but once kai finally broke, he broke.

𖦹 i’m talkin like tears, sobbing, trying to cry quietly so his father wouldn’t hear but fails badly so kitt tries to help by hugging him to his chest.

𖦹 after his breakdown and whenever kai finally calmed down, he told kitt everything.

𖦹 kitt, for once, was pissed at edric. but he couldn’t do anything about it because then he’d know that kai told him that he killed someone. it would only make everything worse.

𖦹 so they kept it a secret; that was soon to be one of many.

[graysdarling]

〡𝓚. azer ˎˊ˗ masterlist.

𝜗𝜚 = fluff, ౨ৎ = suggestive, ꣑୧ = angst 𖥔 = favorites, ✶ = requested

! DRABBLES 𝜗𝜚

⟢ late nights.

! BLURBS 𝜗𝜚

none yet!

[littlemissmentallyunstable]

Powerless fics masterlist:

kai azer

kitt azer

makoto khitan

kai x paedyn

mak x adena

(let me know if you want to be on the tag list)

[littlemissmentallyunstable]

Masterlist:

the inheritance games

powerless

shatter me

moot birthday fics ౨ৎ

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Kitt Azer Masterlist:

kitt x reader

all those words hidden in the silence

[littlemissmentallyunstable]

‘she’s gonna save me, call me "baby", run her hands through my hair, she’ll know me crazy, soothe me daily, better yet she wouldn't care’

masterlist * to be written * most recent work

reader. writer. actress. pianist. dancer. singer. hopeless romantic.

heyy, i’m bella ᡣ𐭩

work too much. think too deep. dream too big. cry too soon. love too hard.

about me: I love to read and write, it’s literally become a personality trait . this is my first writing blog ever so I’m open to criticism and pointers on how to make my work better 🤍🤍 she/her, minor, 21+ DNI

my fictional idols: avery kylie grambs, rory gilmore, jo march, katniss everdeen, juliette ferrars, mare barrow, annabeth chase, savannah grayson, paedyn gray, gigi grayson, tris prior, lyra kane, nazeera ibrahim, libby grambs, beth march, lorelai gilmore, thalia grace, meg march, emmaline sommers, hermione granger, amy march, lucy gray, adena, luna lovegood, reyna ramírez-arellano, anne shirley-cuthbert (is the shortened list)

my husbands: grayson hawthorne, kai azer, aaron warner, jameson hawthorne, kenji kishimoto, kitt azer, nash hawthorne, xander hawthorne, florian beck, laurie, percy jackson, makoto khitan, finnick odair, tobias eaton, peeta mellark, coriolanus snow, jason grace, gilbert blythe (just to name a few)

music: tom odell, hozier, arctic monkeys, the lumineers, hamilton, standing at the sky’s edge, månoskin, twenty one pilots, x-ambassadors, conan gray, olivia rodrigo, marina, florence + the machine, harry styles, sia, taylor swift & moreeee

currently reading: king’s crown

note: music, rain, cinnamon rolls, dance, gilmore girls, piano, iced tea and fiction are my therapy <3

masterlists:

- the inheritance games

- powerless

- shatter me

I’m currently closed for requests 🤍🤍 so sorry!!

I can write for most fandoms (I think) it’s not just limited to the ones I have listed!!

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[midiosaamor]

idk if u still do powerless stuff but if u do can I request kitt azer x reader since that’s basically non existent… :(

HIIHII ok so i basically dont do x reader anymore on THIS account. THOUHH I’LL DO YOUR REQUEST ON @warnersangell :33

[littlemissmentallyunstable]

can I request a kai azer x reader or a kitt azer x reader please

yesss!! of course you can!!

I would absolutely love to write one, is there any specifics you’d like me to include?? (if there is you can send it in another ask if you wish to remain anonymous or you can DM me, if there’s no contact I’ll presume there are no specifics and I have free reign)

thank you for asking 🤍🤍

(just to pre-warn you I have two other requests I have to finish before this one, so it might be a little wait, but I promise it’ll be worth it)

[graysdarling]

can I request kitt azer x reader or kaipaedyn daughter head cannons or smth please?

YES OFCCOURSE! i just did the kitt azer thingy since i only do x reader IM SORRY😞