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Oof okay this is just me being a tad frustrated overall but:

I'm... pretty fed up with the situation on tumblr right now, not gonna lie. Yes this is about fics, and yes I do have the right to complain about it.

Because yes, I write for myself. That's absolutely true.

But I write everything what's happening in my head down for you, and writing takes a LOT of work. I would not be staying up late at night, typing sentences away on my phone or on my laptop if it wasn't for readers.

I would not be trying to make pretty sentences and come up with metaphors and check over grammar again and again and again if not for you.

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We work harder than you readers would ever know to get those stories you love out and it's so freaking hard to get it on paper. It takes so much energy and yes it also takes energy to comment, I understand.

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So please, reblog. Reblog the fics you read. We writers depend on you.

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Y’ALL THIS IS SO FREAKING CUTE!!! IT HAS ME IN MY FEELLSSSSSSSSS GO READ IT!!!!!

Dancing In The Rain | Kaz Brekker

Summary: Exactly as the title says. Kaz and reader dance in the rain!

Warnings: Mentions of getting sick, just a lil sweet and carefree innocence, not proofread, probably bad.

hope you all like it, let me know what you think! requests for kaz are open! - parker

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If Ketterdam wasn’t known for it’s violence and crime, then it was most definitely known for it’s rain.

Every day seemed like it rained, almost like the Saints above saw the carnage of the streets and tried to wash it away. But, no matter how much rainfall bestowed Ketterdam, the cobblestone roads would always remain red.

Most people complained about the weather, grumbling to themselves about wanting sun for a change. You didn’t understand it. You loved the rain. Sure, the sun was nice on the occasion it happened, but you’d always been in pure adoration for the gloom that hung over Ketterdam.

That was something Kaz didn’t quite understand about you, among other things. Well, to be quite frank, Kaz didn’t truly understand anything about you, other than the obvious. Which was that you were utterly too good to be in Ketterdam of all places, with him of all people.

He’d tried telling you that before, saying that somewhere, all the way out in the great beyond, there was destined to be somewhere better, safer, with more opportunities and people to give you all that you deserved.

You never listened though, stating that regardless of how cruel Ketterdam could be, it was your home. Besides, you’d add, where else would you get rain quite like this?

Which brought you to where you were now. What started off as a night in the Crow Club, surrounded by your best mates, had somehow ended with you rushing outside as soon as you heard the familiar patter of rainfall on the rooftop.

In your excitement you’d forgotten your cost, not that you cared, but Kaz did. He’d been the one to find you sick last time you stayed out in the rain too long after not bringing it along, and he’d rather not have to see you in such a poor state of health again.

Sighing to himself, he got up from where he had been sat at the back of the club, talking to Inej when he saw you leave from watching Jesper gamble to scurry outside. Right away he knew what that meant, so he grabbed his cane and your coat when he walked past wear you once sat, and headed towards the doors.

Pushing them open, he was instantly met with a gust of wet wind and the smell of rain, and the sight of you... dancing.

He watched you for a moment as you smiled to yourself, twirling back and forth down the street, blissfully unaware of him watching. Kaz felt the corners of his lips upturn slightly at the way you looked so carefree. Who would’ve thought that one of the most skilled thieves and assassins in cursed Ketterdam, could look so angelic and innocent while dancing in the rain.

Kaz was so lost in his thoughts of you and the way you were beaming, that he didn’t even notice you had finally noticed him. “Kaz?” you asked, your voice was light. His dark eyes snapped to yours, you squinted at him. “How long have you been standing there?” He didn’t answer, instead he gestured to your coat that he had in his arms and held it towards you.

“I don’t need it,” you said. Kaz lifted a quizzical eyebrow at you. “Y/N,” he said to you, in his usual stern remark. “If you aren’t going to put your cost on, then I think it’s time you come inside now. Wouldn’t want you falling ill again, now round we?” His words made you stop in your place, no longer moving to the sound of distant music from nearby.

“Oh what, you don’t want to play nurse Kaz again? I thought you liked taking care of me when I’m sick.” Kaz rolled his eyes at you. “No, not really, Y/N. Now, come on, as I said let’s go inside.” He turned his back to go back inside, but noticed you still standing in the rain. “Y/N,” he spoke, tilting his head towards the door as a way of telling you to follow.

“Just a little longer, Kaz, please?” You looked like a little kid begging their parent for candy, so sweet and innocent, nothing like the criminal you actually were.

Kaz pursed his lips. “Fine. But I’m going back inside. If you’re not in there in the next few minutes, I will drag you myself, got it?” He didn’t wait to hear your answer, knowing you’d most likely listen, and turned to head inside once again.

However your voice rung out once more, calling his name. “Kaz?” It came out in a question, almost like you were unsure to ask. He turned his head towards you, and saw you had your hand outstretched to him.

An invitation.

“Care to dance with me?” You asked him, half joking and half serious. You knew that the likeliness of him accepting the offer was incredibly rare.

Which was exactly why you were dumbfounded when he turned from the doors and walked towards you, wordlessly saying yes to the proposal.

He didn’t take your hand, which didn’t surprise you, but he dude sway lightly from side to side, which did surprise you.

Holy Saints, Kaz Brekker, the bastard of the barrel, was actually dancing with you, and in the rain nonetheless, like one of those pathetically cheesy romantic novels you guiltily read sometimes.

Shaking your head out of your stupor, you began to follow his lead, moving to the beat of rain and the sound of music from the nearby homes and clubs.

Both of you seemed to lose track of time as you enjoyed each other’s presence, smiling and uncaring that your clothes were soaking wet and you’d both most likely wake up with the sniffles. That didn’t matter to you, and it didnt seem to matter to him either.

You were both content and carefree, just dancing in the rain.

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BIRDS OF PREY (2020) dir. Cathy Yan

— AND YOU MASTER, WHAT DOES YOUR HEART TELL YOU YOU’RE MEANT FOR? — INFINITE SADNESS

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Appreciation Post

Okay y'all I know that I have already made one of these put I don't you guys don't understand how much I appreciate Jenni and Alexa. They have both helped me through some hard times this past week and I now fully consider them my friends. not to mention I can't count how many times I have read what they have written on here because it's that good! I know this is sappy but I really appreciate both of them <3 love you guys so much @swanimagines @harrysweasleys

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CRIMSON AND BLACK | KAZ BREKKER

FREDDY EVENT, send in requests for any of Freddy Carter's characters (NOT the man himself (= no Freddy Carter (the real person) x readers), only his characters)!! The event will be on for an indefinite time, if you're unsure, see if the event post is pinned. If it is, then it's still on. (Other requests are open too, but they go to my normal to-do list which I'm not able to start doing anytime soon)

Summary: Y/N has suffered a lot since her childhood, making her to be someone children were scared to see in Ketterdam. Then she meets someone who she can finally relate to, and that feeling wants to grow into something more. requested by anon

Pairing: Kaz Brekker x fem!reader

Characters: Y/N (female), Kaz Brekker, mentions about the Crows + mentions about Jordie, Pekka Rollins and reader's parents.

Warnings: trauma, mentions of violence, death, blood, descriptions of torture, I also used some exact dialogue from the book at one part because of a Marvelous Plot Twist™. Also they are in their 20's at the end of the fic because of the show.

Word count: 1.6k

Ever since you were born, your parents had been gathering money to move away from Ketterdam. Move somewhere safer to raise you. Your mother had become pregnant accidentally, they weren't meaning to have kids - not in that age, they were barely 19 when they had you. But they kept you, falling in love with you the moment they saw you. You were poor, but a happy family anyway.

Finally, when you were nine years old, your parents found a solution. A kind merchant had offered to help you move to Ravka, have land, enough food for the rest of your lives and the most important of all, you'd be safe from all those filthy criminals that tormented Ketterdam. You'd get a happy childhood, the one your parents had always dreamed of you to have.

Hope had gotten the best of them, and the man turned out to be a very skillful conman, and soon you found yourselves at the street, penniless and hungry. The greed of Ketterdam had swallowed your happiness and later, after the Plague taking them, you had swore for revenge against the man who had tricked you.

Robbert van Delden, the name would sit as tight in your head that it could as well be tattooed in your brain for as long as it needed. Until you'd get him killed by your own gun - no, blade. You wanted to make him suffer for as long as possible. You wanted his life to end in agony, his blood coating the walls as you'd beat him and slash him, hearing his screams, begs of mercy, finally him begging you to just kill him. But you wouldn't, you'd torture him until he wouldn't have the strength to scream anymore, and then leave him there to bleed out, or to die from thirst or hunger. You would have gotten your revenge.

And then maybe you wouldn't feel so empty inside anymore. Maybe you could even move on after that. It was the only thing that kept you going anymore. To take down that monster called Robbert van Delden once and for all.

You met a boy your age not long after who had gone through a lot too. You told him about van Delden, and he, in return, told you about Hertzoon. You figured that Ketterdam had a lot of twisted merchants, maybe van Delden and Hertzoon had even worked together, due to so similar and calculated pattern.

You learned the boy was named Kaz, and you introduced yourself as well, and so you began working together. You tricked people, Kaz had found out that he was really skilled with cards and lockpicking, and taught you too. You stole food together, two minds thinking better than just one. The only difference with your personality and wit was that he didn't stand touch, where you had no problem with it. You bought a pair of leather gloves for him just so he'd stand it just a little bit better, and soon you two were known for being so young, but with your skills being extraordinary. People had tried to offer you a place in their gangs, but you had always said no, you planned to kill those two merchants that had ruined your lives, help each other hunt them down, and then leave Ketterdam. Maybe you'd stay together, maybe you'd separate after that, but the main focus was to kill van Delden and Hertzoon.

Despite all your will to have revenge, neither of you didn't think to actually meet the merchants ever again - until one day, years after living in streets with Kaz, you saw him. Van Delden stood there at the shop, and Kaz seemed to freeze too when he saw him. Without even thinking, you both pushed through the crowd, but were stopped by a giant bruiser.

"Shop's closed." he grunted at you, looking at Kaz and you, probably noticing the identical storms in your eyes.

"I can see it's open." Kaz growled at the big guy.

"You'll have to wait."

Kaz was starting to lose the last of his patience, as he growled, "I need to see Jakob Hertzoon."

The brute raised his eyebrows. "Who?"

Kaz looked at him with eyes that would have scared you if he looked at you like that. He looked like he could have stabbed the brute right there as his hand shot out to point at the window, and you noticed he was pointing at van Delden - and you understood. "Jakob fucking Hertzoon. I want to talk to him."

The bruiser looked at you two like you were out of your minds. "Get your head straight, lad. That ain't no Hertzoon. That's Pekka Rollins. Want to get anywhere at the Barrel, you'd best learn his name. Now get out of here, both of you."

Kaz pursed his lips, clearly wanting to keep arguing. But instead, he took a few breaths and then turned around, disappearing into the crowd again. You followed, trying to keep up with Kaz. You had seen him angry before, but now he looked more furious than ever before.

You had walked through the streets for a while, not talking, Kaz trying to let his steaming anger out the best he could. When he finally stopped by your squat, legs basically quivering from all the walking, you had gone inside and sat down with him, offering him a drink which he accepted.

"They were both Pekka Rollins," you mumbled after a few minutes of you sitting there quietly. "They're all the same person."

Kaz turned to look at you slowly, frowning slightly. "What?"

"Van Delden. Hertzoon. Rollins. They're the same person."

Suddenly, it dawned to him too. That's why it had been so similar pattern, how in sync they had acted. Rollins knew how to charm fools - children, parents, every poor person. Milk all the money he could possibly get off of people, and use their trust to trick them. It didn't matter who got hurt.

You both laid awake that night on your makeshift beds that were closer than most at the squat, but not too close. You could have used each other's warmth, but you always respected Kaz's boundaries with everything. So you were just staring at the roof quietly, planning what to do next. Eventually, you came into a conclusion that it would be the best to join a gang - Dregs, to be exact. Become equals to Rollins, feared, ruthless, respected. The kinds children would be scared with so they would not run off too far. So that day, you went straight to the Slat, asked to see Per Haskell and joined the Dregs. You'd be rising in ranks in no time - your hate and will for revenge would take care of it.

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It had been ten years from that moment, and everything had gone like you planned. You both were Per Haskell's right hands, running the business for him. Most respected you more than they respected Haskell - only newbies didn't, because they hadn't seen you in action.

You were always buried in work together, planning for heists. Inej came by every once in a while, providing you information about your new target for a heist before slipping away again. Over the years, you had gathered a group of the most trusted people and called yourselves the Crows. You were closely working together, often pulling heists only by the seven of you.

But at some point of your partnership, after working so closely with Kaz - you had noticed you had developed new feelings for him, past partnership, past your friendship. They had been brewing for years, ever since you were teenagers, but it took a lot more time to catch what was it.

Feelings.

For someone like Kaz Brekker.

Other Crows had of course noticed it. Maybe you had too, but you had ignored it for ages. They also claimed that Kaz clearly loves you too, but one of you had to come forward in order to find happiness. But at least that couldn't be true, even if your feelings were true, there was no way Kaz's would be.

And even if they were, you didn't believe you'd be ready to anything romantic. Loving someone didn't fit into your life situation, in your plans. Happiness was overrated, you didn't need happiness, you needed revenge. Just like Kaz needed that too.

So you kept ignoring those feelings, pretending you weren't feeling something deeper than friendship towards him.

And unbeknownst to you, but Kaz did the exactly same thing. He ignored his feelings, his deep affection towards you. He believed you wouldn't like him back anyway, and even if you did, some silly romance would only distract you. It was better to have a professional relationship - maybe somewhat friendly, even. Kaz didn't want friends, nor did he need them, but he still thought of you as a friend. You had stood by him since he was just a boy, just like he had stood by you. You understood each other more than anyone else, and when you worked together, things were done efficiently.

That's why he never said anything, and neither did you. Maybe in the future, when things had gotten better, or then not. But whatever would happen, you'd always have a special place for each other, just a little bit of warmth in your cold hearts.

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Prompt List

1. “I should go.”

  “Or you could stay a little longer.”

2. “Emergency dance party?”

3. “Okay, I know I’m evil and all that jazz, but I have standards too.”

4. “I’d punch you, but that’d ruin your perfect face.”

5. “Please remember that I love you.”

6. “You are actually Satan, oh my god.”

7. “Why are you aggressively stripping?”

8. “Wow, I am so in love with you… just wow.”

9. “I can’t trust you anymore.”

8. “(Y/N) no-”

  “(Y/N) YES.”

10. “Listen, do you want to face the wrath of a 7 year old girl?”

11. “I’m fine, stop asking me that.”

12. “I totally let you win.”

13. “Because i’m Batman? Duh?”

14. “Oh, wow… jeez, holy crap, wow you are so pretty.”

15. “Ow, oka- OW, CAN YOU STOP HITTING ME WITH YOUR PILLOW?!”

16. “I can’t be in love with you! I have a reputation to uphold!”

17. “Accio!”

   “Babe… you’re not actually a wizard.”

18. “Oooh, kinky~.”

19. “Say something!”

20. “You know I can’t do this without you.”

21. “Guess who broke their nose! Me. It’s me. I broke my nose.”

22. “So is this intentional, or…?”

23. “AHHH! Kill it! Kill it! For Christ’s sake kill it!!”

24. “I think I’m adorable.”

25. “I am so lucky to have you. You’re wonderful. I love you. Okay bye.”

26. “I’m sorry, you don’t understand how bad I feel about this.”

27. “Jesus! What the hell, I thought you were dying!”

30. “You’re allowed to be happy, y’know.”

31. “Don’t be alarmed. I’m going to kiss you.”

32. “I’m trying to hate you. I now realize that was a stupid idea.”

33. “You have fanfiction eyes. How is that even possible?!”

34. “Do us both a favour and leave me alone.”

35. “Where do we go from here?”

36. “Off, off, off! You’re getting crumbs on my bed.”

37. “Who do you think you are?”

38. “We did it! We actually did it!”

39. “That’s rough buddy.”

40. “You know I love you, but stop making me into memes.”

41. “I didn’t say KILL him!”

42. “So… this is a date, yeah?”

43. “Did I do it wrong?”

44. “Please don’t leave me.”

45. “I made a promise and I’ll be damned if I don’t keep it.”

46. “Here! Let me kiss it better.”

47. “ ‘Don’t worry,’ you said. ‘It’ll be fine,’  you said.”

48. “I forgive you.”

49. “Haha, suckers!”

50. “Not to be dramatic or anything, but you are literally the most beautiful person that has and will ever walk the Earth.”

51. “Oh nothing, just planning on overthrowing the current king of England.”

“There is no king of England?”

52. “I’ll admit, I wasn’t expecting that…”

53. “What is happening right now?”

54. “Wait you were serious?”

55. “Let’s be honest. This isn’t the worst thing you’ve caught me doing.”

57. “Mine.”

58. “Would I ever lie?”

59. “Lets poke it with a stick!”

   “Do NOT poke it!”

60. “Stop looking at me like that.”

61. “Can you please just talk to me like a normal person?!”

62. “Some things are meant to be.”

63. “My hero~!”

64. “Did you just grab my ass?”

65. “You have powers?”

66. “You taste like raspberries.”

67. “I’m gonna pretend I didn’t see anything.”

68. “If you tell anybody, no one will find your remains.”

69. “C’mon give me a chance!”

70. “I can’t breathe right now!”

71. “Here, take my jacket.”

72. “You’re wrong and I’m gonna prove it.”

73. “I-I’m not c-crying, shut up.”

74. “This was your idea!”

75. “You so owe me for this!”

76. “You’re my soulmate?”

77. “Quick, hide in that closet!”

78. “Shit, that’s a lot of blood…”

79. “I love you, I love you, I love you, oh my gosh I love you!”

80. “Get off your cute ass and help me!”

81. “I’m sorry I upset you.”

82. “I’ve watched every episode of Hell’s Kitchen, of course I know how to cook.”

84. “You just tried to kill me!”

85. “You… you drugged my coffee?!”

86. “Listen, that is definitely not normal.”

87. “Do you miss her?”

88. “Last time I am ever get into the car with you!”

89. “We should totally make out now.”

90. “Come here.”

    “Why?”

    “Just come here.”

    “No! You’re gonna do something, I know it!”

91. “For some reason, I’m attracted to you.”

92. “You dared me to!”

    “I didn’t think you’d actually do it!”

93. “You… you wouldn’t understand, okay?”

94. “This is all your fault.”

95. “It’s lonely here without you.”

96. “That wasn’t subtle. Like at all.”

97. “You can’t hide in your room forever.”

98. “Maybe I just really like you!”

99. “You’re my home now.”

100. “Didn’t know you wanted to get into my pants that badly.”