#and blaize said 'bet'

[jesperfaheys-defenseattorney]

I have three (questionably cute) meet-cute ideas to share!!!

Accidentally ran over your foot with my shopping trolley but it's not my fault you were wearing sandals!

Hi, we live in an apartment building and I'm your upstairs neighbour and I was doing my laundry. Some of it fell into your garden. Please, at this point I will literally pay you, stop holding my trousers hostage, I need those for a job interview

We've both started working at the same old persons home for extra credit/volunteer work and we've been assigned to the same person and dammit, I don't care if you're cute, I'll fight you for Nanny Helena's 1950's gossip if I have to!

Oooo okay 👀 (I'm so sorry it took me so long to answer these)

Asdfghjkl okay so very Helnik meet cute ngl

KAZ AND INEJ KAZ HAS A JOB INTERVIEW BUT INEJ WILL NOT SURRENDER THE PANTS UNTIL HE TELLS HER WHAT THE HELL HE'S BEEN DOING FOR THE PAST MONTH MAKING👏SO👏MUCH👏NOISE

Wylan and Jesper STOP-

#the part of Blaize's brain that is just SoC went hey convert every SoC couple into a meet cute #and blaize said 'bet' #blaize's ask #blaize <3 #questioning lore #six of crows #helnik #kanej #wesper

[postcardist]

Good morning. Today is a good day for travel and adventure. At least in our minds. Let’s go. ✈️ 1. Ashli went to Costa Rica and sent this beauty from Arenal Volcano National Park @mailboxmemories 2. Kristen says Bond Falls is one of her favorite places on earth. I can see why, @georgemailsart 3. Whenever I buy my oil I always make sure it originated in Tulsa, the Oil Capital of the World. Bean was there. That’s a good enough reason to go for me @letterstokerri 4. I want to pump you up. I’ll bet StickerMan said that at least once on Venice Beach @jlynch9923 5. Even though Dodger Stadium is sadly quiet during this World Series, Nikita still has find memories of victories there @rockabillynic 6 & 7. My buddy The Tuna spent a couple weeks in the splendor of Door County. I love it there. 8. I’m superstitious about a lot of things. High on my list as hot air balloons like the ones Blaize sent from New Mexico @rubbertrampartist 🌎 Thank you to these senders for send me on travels. More to come later. (at Parque Nacional Volcan Arenal) https://www.instagram.com/p/CVxabG5FVTy/?utm_medium=tumblr

[lowkeyjustvibing]

Ahaha angst go brrrrr

Chapter 5: A Problem Blaize P.O.V

Panic. That was how the morning came about. Regenold was screaming at me to get up.

“Something’s wrong with Germ!” He shouted, “She woke up and she was screaming and crying, She couldn’t hear me or Ahiru. She’s knocked out right now. She keeps thrashing around in her sleep, crying about some nightmare.”

I was already up and looking around for where Germ was. I quickly spotted her curled up on the recliner, shaking as she curled in on herself even more.

“Where’s Ahiru?” I asked.

Regenold scowled, “He went after Datura. We’re betting that plant she gave Germ has something to do with this.”

I felt angry for a moment before feeling confused, “Wait but… Why would she poison Germ of all people? No offense, but I’d understand if she poisoned you or Ahiru, not Germ. Those two are good friends.”

“It doesn’t make sense to me either,” He said, looking stressed, “but what other reason could there be? Germ got sick right after getting that flower. It was probably poisonous or something and Datura mixed it up with whatever she meant to give her.”

I was about to say something again when I heard hurried footsteps upstairs. Datura ran down the stairs, moving faster than I’d ever seen her go and Regenold grabbed his shotgun, training it on her.

“Take one more step and you’ll be fertilizer for your plants within a couple of days.” He hissed and she froze.

She was shockingly calm though I could see her hands shaking, “Let me take a look at her. I won’t be able to help if I can’t see what’s wrong.

Ahiru ran down right then, panting as he leaned against the wall for balance, “She- She’s very fast.”

I walked over to him, not wanting to be caught between Regenold and Datura any longer.

“What happened?” I asked.

He managed to catch his breath after a moment, “I just told her that Germ was sick and maybe threatened her a bit, and then she just started sprinting over here. She didn’t even finish watering her plants so I’m guessing she’s pretty worried.”

“She isn’t alone,” I mumbled, glancing back over at Regenold, who still had his rifle pointed right at Datura’s heart.

“Look,” She said after a while, “there’s no reason for me to hurt her now. I just want to see what’s wrong and help.”

“Let her help, Rege,” I said and he glanced over before hesitantly lowering his gun.

“Fine.” He spat, “But you better not try anything funny.”

Datura nodded and placed the back-side of her hand on Germ’s forehead. She sighed sadly then placed both hands on her head and a small green glow emitted from her hands. Germ seemed to get steadily better but remained unconscious. 

Datura stood up still staring at Germ sleeping, “Somebody has poisoned her, in a fairly large amount of Atropa belladonna, or Deadly Nightshade. There’s not much I can do. The cure for this type of poisoning, and in such a large amount, is physostigmine or pilocarpine. But, I’m not sure if I have the supplies on hand...We should all keep a close eye on her as she sleeps. Tell me of any signs of distress or seizure. For now, all we can do is wait…”

Ahiru grew angry, “What even caused this? She was fine until you came around!”

“I…” She paused, “I don’t know. I don’t remember having any of my deadly nightshade lying around and I know for sure that I didn’t do it. Someone else had to have come around and poisoned it, knowing that I was…” she trailed off, a look of confusion crossing her face.

“What is it?” I asked.

“I just can’t think of anyone who would not only know the flower was for Germ but also wanted to poison her in the first place. It just doesn’t add up. Also, the way she’s reacting means she had to ingest it or be injected with it...Has she eaten anything odd? Any sort of berries?”

“No, I don’t think so. The only ‘odd’ thing here is the little flower you gave her!” Regenold growled, “Honestly, you’re looking incredibly suspicious right now.”

“Guys!” I shouted, getting everyone’s attention, “We can’t be fighting right now, we’ve got a bigger problem.”

Datura sighed, “Well the only way I could make this pass even quicker would be if I could find some physostigmine or pilocarpine but as I said, I don’t have any. But I do know of where to find some.”

“Where?” Ahiru asked.

“That’s the problem. I only took a couple doses of each because I figured I could replicate more, but Bella decided to use them as scratching posts. Now, the only other seeds or plants I know of that could help are back at my old greenhouse.”

“Which is?” I asked, slowly becoming worried.

Datura hesitated for a moment, “My old greenhouse was back at the school. Which, conveniently, is also the main meeting place for the other 09’s.”

#guns tw #To The Ends Of The Earth #Original Story #These poor crackheads

[jesperfaheys-defenseattorney]

✨The Ghosts that Haunt Us All Snippet ✨

"Tell me what it says." That was Wylan's voice. Jesper paused, his hand still hovering over the door, ready to knock.

"Wylan-"

"/Tell me/." Jesper's eyes widened. He'd never heard Wylan be so... demanding. And with /Kaz/ too. Could he get away with that?

There was silence and - for a moment, as he lowered his hand - Jesper thought maybe Wylan couldn't.

"It says Missing," Kaz said shortly.

"Saints..." There was a rustle of paper. "/Saints/... How could he find me, all the way down here?"

He?

"I don't know. He's /your/-"

"He's not my anything," Wylan interrupted. Jesper rubbed his mouth. Wylan was crossing some serious lines here. "And-And you said I would be safe down here. You promised me-"

"I never promised you anything, Wylan." Now it was Kaz who was interrupting and if Jesper strained, he could hear the thump of Kaz's cane. "I said you could have protection and you would have to sort out the rest. I get your skills and your bombs, you get what moderate protection my name can offer you. That's all."

"So you're just going to let him take me back, then? If it comes to that." Wylan sounded brave enough but someone who knew him - like Jesper - could hear the waver in his voice.

"And waste a perfectly good demo man?" Kaz asked sarcastically. "If it comes to that, I'll fight. Is that what you wanted to hear?"

"I want to hear that I won't go back," Wylan snapped. What in any Saint's name was going on? "I can't go back, you understand? I can't, he'll kill me. And I know that 'in the Barrel' you're weak if you can't protect yourself from dying but I'm not from the Barrel, am I? I wasn't born in the harbour like you."

"You're not weak, Wylan," Kaz said sharply. "You're a gamble. /My/ gamble. And, unlike your boyfriend, I don't gamble often, I'm not a fan of it. So I don't gamble on faulty or weak cards. And I don't let my bets fall through easily."

Jesper had never heard such kind and confusing words from Kaz.

I am losing my fucking marbles BLAIZE DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME I NEED THIS FIC I NEED IT I NEED IT I NEED IT-

After A Prize For Traitors ofc

BUT I AM LOSING MY MIND

KAZ AND WYLAN FRIENDSHIP AND KAZ ACTUALLY TRYING TO LIKE HELP AND SHIT I AM WEAK

And Jesper heard the whole thing

#blaize #blaize pretty pleaee #I will bake you cookies and not send you anymore pictures of my fuzzies #I WANT THIS FIC PLEASEEEEE #I am voting for book canon but like I said you do you #but I would like a book canon whump pretty please 🥺 #blaize <3 #blaize's ask #blaize's beautiful brain 🧠 #the ghosts that haunts us all