#matthias h

[yourartmatters-itswhatgotmehere]

i love this vid i'm laughing so much ♥

The Crows (But Mostly Jesper) Being Comedic Geniuses in Shadow and Bone S2 (SPOILERS)

https://twitter.com/ThisIsGSage23/status/1637361176097988608?s=20

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ayPKzlkWP7c&list=LL&index=9&t=302s

[justanotherbarrelrat]

Ayo Crows fans I’m sure Yellow Tulips mean something to you. So here! :) Let’s forget the happy meaning for a sec. I wanna focus on the “hopeless love.” HOPELESS. LOVE.

[magneticflower]

Because the world always needs more Nina

[mrsmiroir]

*banging pots and pans loudly* the crows are, at least at the start of the first book, working class, and more modern alternate universes should reflect that.

[askmatthias]

What's your opinion about Glen? (Glen from childs play)

"Never talk to me about this thing ever again."

"Interesting! I'm intrigued."

[quidcrusheu]

I need a 3 hour long dance buddy/road trip movie with Haroun and Renner! They fight crime through the power of dance

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[lilytear]

merry starlight, my beloved skrunkly starry-eyed demon.

[thetzar]

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Lawdy Lawd ¡

Walton Goggins as Matthias Vogel in TOMB RAIDER (2018)

[padfoot-lupin77]

Six Of Crows, a summary

Kaz: I’m the deadly bastard of the barrel, I do NOT have feelings for- Omg Inej!!

Inej: I don’t enjoy killing people. That being said, I really enjoy threatening them with my knives. Also why is Kaz kinda… h o t

Jesper: I’m booooored. I need to shoot something

Matthias: fuck the grisha. Both metaphorically and literally.

Nina: Go away Matthias (pls don’t) (stop being an asshole) (ily) Oooh waffles!

Wylan: wow yall are crazy. Just so you know, it’s more likely my dad gives you money to kill me than to spare me.

Crooked Kingdom version

[scenesniper]

Hello hello, good day to you! If you don't mind may I request general headcanons for Matthias? (I got attached to him pretty quickly after multiple successful kites)

Tysm!

☆ matthias czernin ; general sfw & nsfw headcanons

pairing / matthias czernin x afab gn! reader

disclaimer / mention of blowjobs, finger fucking, tit fucking, dry humping

word count / 1,005 words

author's note / thank you anon, i'm having a good day i hope you are as well! i've been meaning to write about matthias for awhile (really, he's been in my drafts for a month now) so getting this request made me more motivated to finish.

SFW

☆ ”welcome, to the outstanding show..” a human so stiff as if he’s a puppet, he could easily be mistaken as one indeed. if there was no puppet in sigh, there’d be no telling that he was truly the puppeteer in charge.

☆ matthias czernin, a gloomy man with his drooped eyes that’d have mothers clutching their children’s shoulders as they walk past by him in the street, whispering, ”don’t look at him..” he looks almost unremarkable at first glance but if not for that burnt side of his.

☆ he’s not one to talk much, his expression seemingly to wander elsewhere and his eyes looking downwards. he’s one that lacks self confidence and self respect but oh, he so badly wants a sense of normalcy in this life. a mundane life.

☆ his uncertainty and hesitance towards commitment is clear, even after developing a relationship firsthand. he’s riddled with insecurities but god, does he love the idea of pursuing a romantic relationship. something that he’s lacked his entire life. he’d like it if you could meet him, outside of his family, his personal life. outside of ever meeting louis.

☆ matthias would certainly be lacking in the romantic field but he’d be a romantic at heart, albeit shy and very discreetly. fleeting, hidden touches of your hands in the dark or under covers. he’s not one to necessarily initiate, nor really enraptured with physical touch. however, he’d notice there’d be days where he would miss you and your touch.

☆ conversations with matthias would be with substance. he’s not a big fan on small talk, something that he’s always not been the best at. however, he’d always try his best to engage in it, only for you really.

☆ he would love to take you out, even if it’s a small outing. any moment with you is more than enough to him, a fleeting moment of you is everything to him. just to get away from his past, future, present.

☆ kissing with matthias can and could be awkward, he’s not experienced whatsoever and it’s more of a small and fast peck. but when it’s those days, when he’s completely so infatuated and need you ever so badly, he’d take you like a crazed man. it’s messy, sloppy and horrible, but you can feel those porcelain lips of his on you and really, that’s all that matters in that moment.

NSFW

☆ overtime, he would get confident on himself and those brief periods of yearning would turn into makeout sessions, him struggling to take off his layers of clothing and him gently pushing you on his bed, the sight of you all laid out for him.

☆ he’s hasty each and every time with you, not knowing where to look or how to act when he sees your naked sight. he’s embarrassed and feels as though he’s committing a great sin just having this view all to himself. but that turns him on even more.

☆ matthias czernin in bed is much more confident in both his personality and ability during bed, as if a switch is being turned on. he loves to take the reigns, to finally have some sense of control in his life. he’s slow and serious.

☆ he loves you giving him blowjobs, guiding you by your hair and pulling and tugging. those sounds of gagging that’ll come out of you and that feeling of his cock hitting the back of your throat, he can’t last as long as he likes. rather than cumming inside of your mouth, he much prefers it if he cum outside of it as he doesn’t like how disrespectful it could be.

☆ matthias is someone that’s attentive. he’ll have his hands all around you as if you’re a doll, occasionally touching you in places just to get any elicit response. whether it’s him rubbing your nipples, playing with your clit and shoving his fingers deep in you. oh, how he loves the sight of his fingers deep in your womb. “you’re almost taking it all in..”

☆ he’s very sensitive in every part of his cock but especially the area hidden and lifted up from his foreskin. tease his foreskin, tease him and graze your lips. that just absolutely drives him crazy.

☆ he wants to hear your every sound, something that reassures him that he’s doing good. he’s very vocal but tries to shield it (which he really isn’t good at, at all). the sight of you burying your head in your pillow while he’s balls deep in you, is a sight that’s practically ingrained in his mind every second of the day.

☆ he has a boob and ass fixation, his hands are always on it or nearing those areas. whether it’s him licking your entire nipples, squeezing, or even tit fucking (no matter the size).

☆ he loves clothed humping, the feeling of friction. he could do foreplay for as long as possible, pinching your nipples through your clothes, his clothed cock poking you from behind and his other hand splayed around your entire stomach. he's absolutely in love with the sight of his rubbing cock on you as you’re clothed.

☆ his most certain favorite position is cowgirl. however, he’s very insecure of his “ghastly” appearance. he’d sometimes raise his hands near his face as if it’s out of habit to conceal himself.

☆ reassure him by putting his hands down, kissing each and every part of those “imperfections”, people would call him as they jab. praise him for his beauty and all that he is. he truly needs it. to return those affections, he loves to put his hands on your face. his thumb grazing your cheek and nearing your eye.

☆ aftercare with matthias would always be one with a bath drawn. he loves to feel and be clean. he’d love to help you dry your hair and you helping him with his afterwards. something about it just seems so.. domestic to him. it’s a heartwarming comfort to him.

[athanasius-symposium-of-writings]

NSFT Alphabet: Florian Brand

Requested

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

I think he is the touchy-feely type depending on who the person is. One night stand? Not touchy-feely. The person he is committed to? Touchy-feely. The type also likes scents and enjoys how both of you are a mess.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Florian gives chest vibes on himself, given he is a firefighter he has to be in top shape to perform at his best. The habit didn't go away when he became a fire investigator. On you, face and legs.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

He likes seeing his cum on you and likes your cum on himself too. Post-sex, this guy is the type to touch himself and grin about how much of your cum is on his cock/stomach. If his cum is leaking out of you, him using his cock to stuff it back, whether flaccid or not.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He likes to play fight. Being roughed up a bit, get that adrenaline going. Florian doesn't mention it though cuz he can get really rough and worries he might hurt you, but you can hurt him. He can take a lot.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Pretty experienced from the few one-night stands. Everyone is grateful to a hero, the job stress, Florian has messed around.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Stealing from FG: full Nelson (strength flex). I will say mating press too and cowgirl (reverse too).

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? Are they humorous? etc.)

Florian can understand this being serious but again he likes to play fight so you are probably going to have goofy moments. Also, he likes to hear you laugh and smile, it's precious to him.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He doesn't shave and has quite the bush and happy trail. Down below his blonde hair is a bit darker than the hair on his head.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? The romantic aspect)

Depends on the level of the relationship. He can be really casual if you are or attempt to be equally romantic as you. He is not very experienced in being emotionally invested in relationships.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Oh, he jacks off often to burn out the adrenaline rush, and again he is into pain so he likes to touch his scars and recall the feeling of fire on his skin.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

He has a thing for scars, especially scars caused by “miracles”, his own included (dude finds Norton’s and Matthias' burn marks to be so sexy). Body worship of your body or his. Period sex (i'm not explaining that), i will add that he can develop an ink kink (any body modifications would fascinate him).

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Anywhere especially during matches, he is definitely an adrenaline junkie

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Anything, simple guy with simple needs

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn-offs)

Bathroom stuff

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He is a giver but nine times out of ten wants to receive. Shouldn't you be thanking him? Hero complex high af

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Starts slow and sensual depending on the mood, other than that he is fast and rough

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

often again that adrenaline rush

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? etc.)

If you like risks then yes, if you don't like risks then no

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?)

Dude is a fireman, good luck!

T = Toys (do they own toys? Do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

If you got toys, use them on him, he finds it hot you want to exhaust him.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

You gotta be unfair when him, Florian can tease but he can only go but so long before he breaks.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Florian is local like he is have fun, the mix of your voice and his is music to his ears.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Would not mind and open relationship, maybe a poly relationship if the third is Matthias, but needs to be one to pick. He likes Norton and Matthias, he is male leaning in his choices only because he figures they can play fight with him, especially Norton. If you want a woman as the third he is open but might not do as much with her.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

10in uwu bushy, tone body and got scars from the fire in his childhood and from his high-risk job, he has a tattoo of his fire unit number on his shoulder but it's covered up

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

High

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

He can either be up to bask in the afterglow or be out like a light.

[evellynssocbrainrot]

Spell the word beautiful

Inej: B-E-A-U-T-I-F-U-L

Jesper: W-Y-L-A-N-V-A-N-S-U-N-S-H-I-N-E

Matthias: N-I-N-A-Z-E-N-I-K

Nina: M-Y-S-E-L-F

Kaz (externally): M-O-N-E-Y

Kaz (internally): I-N-E-J-G-H-A-F-A

Wylan: I'm lost...

[orpheusluvr]

Kissing away his insecurities (Matthias x Female Reader)

NSFW WARNING

Your boyfriend is feeling quite down today after paying more attention to his appearance, but you reassure him that he’s still perfect in every way.

(This beautiful man deserves all the love in the world </3 )

It had been 6 months since you and Matthias started dating, and today he questioned himself more than he ever has.

“We’ve been together for half a year…why does she still love me?” He whispered to himself, looking in the mirror and examining his features.

���These hideous scars…these unappealing burn marks…the missing eye…how is she able to see past them?” He glared at his reflection.

He then noticed your reflection standing in the doorway, and he panicked ever so slightly. He was worried that you heard what he said. And you did.

“Oh hey Y/N.” Matthias said, trying not to look at you.

“Matthias. I heard everything.” You said, walking over to him. He refused to turn around.

“I always fear that you’ll look past my personality one day and decide to leave me.” He said, a hint of sadness lingering in his tone.

You went over and stood in front of him. His face was almost lifeless, the glimmer that he once had in his eye had suddenly faded away. Seeing him in this sudden state tugged at your heart.

You gently held his face.

“I’ll never leave you, no matter what.” You said.

“Really?” He said.

You nodded.

“You’re perfect. I don’t need anyone else in my life except for you, because I only love you and I always will.”

Those exact words were enough to make Matthias suddenly embrace you into a tight hug.

“I love you too Y/N. But I don’t deserve you at all.” He said, his voice muffled as he buried himself into your shoulder.

“You deserve every part of me.” You whispered, stroking his brown hair.

Matthias pulled away from you, his cheeks reddening.

Despite it being such a serious moment, your words kept playing with his emotions. He wanted you so bad. But he didn’t want to ruin the feeling, so he tried his absolute best to stay quiet.

You gently stroked the side of his face where his burn marks were. He flinched at first, but then after feeling the gentle warmth of your touch against his least favourite spot, it made him feel calm. You then leaned forward and placed soft kisses on every part of his face.

“Baby…I-I…

Matthias pulled you away from him.

…I want you.” He said, looking into your eyes while his face was a deep red colour.

You paused for a moment, a blush also forming on your face as you put together his words and realised what he meant.

Despite both of you being together for 6 months, you never had sex. Both of you were too shy to ask. But Matthias finally decided to be the one to bring it up today, after how you were making him feel.

He was also extremely self conscious about himself, which was one of the reasons why he was so scared to ask.

You gently held his hands.

“You can have me.” You smiled.

He felt as though all of the negativity from today had suddenly disappeared, as a small smile appeared on his face.

“O-okay…follow me.” He said, walking over to the bed.

You both began undressing each other, while Matthias constantly asked if you were still okay with this. And each time you’d laugh and nod your head, reassuring him that he didn’t need to keep asking.

And a few moments after, you both stood there with nothing on at all. He admired your body, from top to bottom while you did the same with his. Both of you blushing after seeing yourselves in this state for the first time ever.

“Y-you have a beautiful body.” Matthias said.

“So do you.” You smiled at him.

You kissed every part of his body, paying most attention to the places where he was most insecure about. His breathing hitched as you moved closer to his intimate area.

“I-I know it’s not that big…I’m sorry…” his voice was barely audible.

That was the biggest lie you heard until today. He was easily 5-6 inches. That was MORE than enough for you.

You smiled as you shook your head, planting a soft kiss on his tip. He slightly whimpered, goosebumps running through his body.

“Come on Matthias, you shouldn’t be lying to me like that!” You said, looking at him then immediately shoving his load into your mouth.

“Ah-” Matthias let out a groan, grabbing onto your hair.

You moved back and forth at a slow pace, slowly increasing your speed as you got used to this new feeling in your mouth. His breathing became faster, throwing his head back for dear life while sweat dripped down his forehead.

“S-slow down…baby…I’m gonna…” he whimpered, feeling as though he was about to release.

He tried pulling you off him, but you gently held onto his hand and shook your head, looking directly at him.

Seeing you like this with his cock in your mouth made him waste no time in releasing, his juices filling up your mouth. His eyes widened as he saw how you swallowed, some of it dripped down the sides of your mouth and fell onto your chest. You slowly pulled his cock out of your mouth, the sides of your lips dripping with his cum. You looked at him lovingly, lust dancing in your eyes.

“Y-you didn’t need to swallow it.” Matthias panicked, hurriedly finding something to wipe you both off.

“Why wouldn’t I? I didn’t want to waste such a valuable thing.” You said.

He couldn’t hide the embarrassment on his face.

“But it’s not-”

“Shh.” You held him in your arms, his face pressing against your chest. He welcomed your warm embrace.

“Matthias, I’m so lucky to have an amazing boyfriend like you. I’m forever grateful.” You whispered, planting kisses on his cheek.

“I’m the one that’s lucky.” He said, holding you tighter.

“I want to get married to you someday.” You said.

He looked at you, a shocked expression was visible on his face.

“Then, in that case…”

He lovingly held your face.

“…I know I don’t have a wedding ring yet…

…but will you marry me?”

[heartshapedbubble]

Can i request an Matthias Czernin x Fem Hunter Reader scenario: Where he was in a match against her (known as a new Hunter with a pet wolf that helps her hunt down survivors, including attacking them) and during a chase, he accidentally knocks her mask off, which he expected something terrifying at first after the reader's face was revealed, but turns out that her face was surprisedly normal and pretty. When he called her beautiful, it caught the reader off guard and gets flattered?

ofc!! i was a bit out of ideas but i think it ended up okay ToT

also MY FIRST MATTHIAS ASK YAYYY

matthias czernin: scenario...🪆

cut for length!

the ciphers are popping at a disturbingly fast pace. it must be the prisoner's doing - you roll your eyes in annoyance. that zapping pest was too smart for his own good. he trips over his own feet during a kite but when sat in front of a cipher machine it's like his brain starts working out of a sudden.

however, the prisoner was not your current priority. you were more focused on getting the first kill - and your target for these past 3 ciphers has been the puppeteer.

one of the (relative) newcomers, the puppeteer, fit into the category of survivors that just made you pity them in a match. half of his face has been tattered and covered in what seemed to be ashes, from his left eye only the eye socket remained. not to mention his brutally chapped lips, still unhealed wounds ripping his skin apart and the general state of the left half of his body. it made you think about how he's even allowed to compete.

you quickly found out the answer today, when you decided to chase him first. despite how disheveled he looked he held himself up well, albeit distressed compared to the older survivors - getting used to the games is a process. he barely looked back while kiting, only stealing a few shy looks at you as you destroyed the pallets or vaulted the windows. he kept on resisting, using that creepy doll to his bidding. whenever you thought you'd finally land a hit - wrong! it would sacrifice itself for him, even if it meant risking a chip of damage.

he couldn't loop you forever. he quicky deplenished all of the resources in the kiting area he transitioned to. the windows? blocked with your confined space. there was no other option but to transition again. in this moment, you saw an opportunity - now that he's in the open, it's the perfect chance to catch him off guard. you pat the wolf following your tracks, your trusty companion who didn't have time to shine in this match yet. you crouched down slightly, pointing at matthias who was trying to reach at the pallets in front of him. it took merely a second, and the giant wolf was already pacing, eyes on the prize. the puppeteer wasn't the only one with toys at his disposal. his speed was no match for the wolf's, and, in panic, he turned around and started running towards you instead.

you furrowed your brow. is he going for a juke? he didn't have any remaining chips of health to spare. you swung at him, he took a step back. it looked like a silly cat-and-mouse game, you desperate for the first kill, matthias clinging onto every remaining second of his kite as if your victory wasn't already at low odds. the fourth cipher popped - damn you, balsa! you grit your teeth and started swinging more aggressively. with your other hand, you pulled your mask down a bit. this might get messy.

it seemed like matthias was starting to give in. his jukes now became more luck than skill. you massaged your right arm, tired from constant swinging. it was a green light for the kiter - he started to run right towards you. the last cipher is definetly being primed! you weren't going to bite the bait now. you must trick him somehow and force a bad cipher pop. you abruptly stood up - your first mistake - and turned without looking, having lost sight of matthias. then you took a step back - second mistake - and bumped straight into him, him who was running circles around you. you waved your hands in attempt to find balance, but your weapon was too heavy and pulled you to the ground along with it.

it was a relief it wasn't a veteran who kited you, because a scene like this would become a thing of legend on the survivors' side. a comical sight, indeed. your body splayed on the grounds of the arms factory, weapon thrown aside, your pet wolf crying with its tail between its hind legs. and most importantly, your face was now fully bare, your mask now probably lost in the ruins around you. you made an attempt to sit up, but there wasn't a single bit of energy inside your body that would make that possible. honestly, you just wanted to curl up and cry right now. this has been such an embarrassing match.

the puppeteer didn't budge an inch. he looked at you from a distance, a concerned expression on his face. to be fair, a sight like this was one of a kind, even for the older residents. after seeing you're not a threat to him anymore, he started creeping towards you slowly. newfound courage ran through his body as he bent down, placing his shaky hands on his knees. the one remaining eye of his slowly ran its course from your legs up to your face. he seemed fascinated and even relieved. you noticed how his stare lingered on your face. an asymmetrical smile appeared under the stitches and slits covering his lips. it's a rare opportunity for survivors to see the hunters up close, especially the masked ones - you and jack to name a few. and without their mask, to top it off? he shall savor a moment like this, especially once he realised the mask wasn't hiding gnarly, bloodied scars or a mauled face.

"pretty." this or a similar word escapes matthias' mouth, obviously intended for himself and himself only. to his dismay, he was too close to you for that to be kept private. you turn your head in surprise at the bold remark, not expecting that at all from the silent, sheepish brunette. he jumps at your reaction and puts his gloved hand over his mouth, realizing you heard him loud and clear. you finally prop yourself up with one hand and cover your face with the other - both to conceal your identity again and hide your flustered expression. matthias draws back just in case you decide to attack again, but you turn away from him. you'll get the puppeteer next time, there's a tie that has to be clutched... and hopefully those mouth stitches of his will do their job properly.

if they don't, you might as well spend every upcoming dinner inside your room.

[ilovesadiesink]

<six of crows as b99 quotes3

jesper: 9:01! Wylan is officially late for the first time ever

jesper: alright, let's do this. Who's got theories?

matthias: Uhm, the alarm didn't go off

jesper: All three Alarms with battery backup? Come on who wants to take this seriously?

nina: Oh! He was taken in his sleep!

jesper: That's what i'm talking about! Super dark nina, but way more plausibel than matthias' idiotic alarm clock theory

matthias: h-

kuwai: Maybe he fell into another dimension where he's interesting.

kaz: It's 9AM, why is no one working

jesper: Wylan is a few minutes late, and we're trying to guess why

kaz:

kaz: I'd like to play. I'd say he's in line at the bank

wylan: *enters the room*

jesper: There he is! Wylan, where have you been?? We've been worried sick. Care to explain yourself??

wylan: I'm just 70 seconds late, it's not a big deal-

kaz: Wylan, you will tell us, and you will tell us now

wylan: There was a problem at the bank

kaz: HOTDAMN!

[lady-ashfade]

Just a pawn

Kaz Brekker x fem!reader

Notes: kinda wanna make a part two..but maybe I just will leave it here.

Warning: Angst, heartbreak, no comfort, short, cursing, I wanna hug the reader.

This was exactly what you signed yourself up for, you tried to stop it. Telling yourself to bury the feeling deep down so you couldn’t get hurt, you hated feeling weak and this was exactly what you expected. You knew he would crush your heart, that you would wait for the end of time for him, just for him to feeling anything…

Anything other then anger.

“Don’t you walk away from me!” He shouted from behind you as your back was turned. You bit the inside of your cheek ready to cry and scream in anger. Spinning yourself you glare at him, his face dirty and sweat dripping and he looked as miserable as always. “Or what, Brekker?” You stepped closer, never letting your anger slip.

“Because we both know you can’t afford to let me go, who else would you have to throw in harms way? Inej, oh not your wraith. Jesper? Not him, your charming shooter. Nina, wylan, Matthias? Because for fuck sake he risk anyone he doesn’t care about!” You shouted as loud as you could, actually hoping everyone could hear you in ketterdam.

“Don’t you shout at me, this wasn’t my fault. We got the job done so stop yelling like this.” He groaned out. You laughed and put on a smile, “Oh thank the saints! We got the job done, so glad my almost death was worth it.” You cheered while putting your hands up.

Kaz looked at you with a glare and stood up straight not having the slightest bit of amusement from you. “For fuck sake, I had a plan. Yes you almost died but that happens on jobs like these. You came to me remember? You signed yourself up for this.”

You sighed yourself up for everything.

“No, I did not. If jesper wouldn’t have acted fast I would have fell from the building, nothing under me or could stop me from hitting the ground. I knew i could die on these jobs,” you went quieter and your eyes become heavy and flickering with tears, “what I didn’t know is that I would be used as a target to just toss around. Each time it’s always me who almost dies and you tell me to do it.”

He glare softens and his jaw unclenches it self. “I don’t toss you for you to die. You know that.” But did you? Did he ever give you a reason to believe that? “I actually don’t, kaz. I know nothing of what you feel or care about other then yourself.” The words cutting him like a knife. She wasn’t yelling or shouting but speaking to him in such a hurt tone.

“I know you know how I feel about you, kaz. I tried to hide it but it was just too hard, and I thought when you looked back at me- That you felt the same way I did.” You laughed and wiped the tears rolling down your face, “Funny huh? It was pathetic of me to believe that. Because you never could care for me like I want you to, you can’t even treat me like something other then a pawn.”

He couldn’t say anything, couldn’t do anything as she broke in front of him. She didn’t know that it was her he cared about the most and it scare him how deep his feelings went. He pushed her away each time to not let the feeling take over, always yelling at her or moving her around. And it killed him to know he could never pull her close and touch her skin.

“Nothing to say? Fine, I’ll talk for the both of us. I’m leaving and when I come back we will forget this ever happen. You wouldn’t speak to me other then on a job, no glances from across the room. Nothing but acquaintances.” Speaking clearly with her mind made up.

Kax watched her walk away to the door and all he wanted to do was go after her and make her stay with him, tell her just how much he cares for her. But she could never know, he could never give her what she deserves. He stepped closer and his body moving on its own, but he forced himself still. You turned around and looked at him half way out the door, a sad smile on your lips and glossy eyes.

“Goodbye, kaz.” And then he lost sight of you and his heart shattered. He knew this was your way of saying goodbye to the way it was between the two of you. It was never going to be the same, a goodbye to him as yourself. He huffed and turned around to clear his deck of everything on it in anger. He shouted and slammed his hands on the table knowing it could very well be goodbye forever.

“You never were a pawn.” He sighed to himself like he was talking to your ghost. Everything he wanted to say.