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#both of them are ooc
sneezeplease · 1 year
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The warmth of a caring touch, and a hand to hold.
This sickfic just barely won the poll I had posted a few days ago lol. I'm working on the second one too! please enjoy about 1k words of Kaz/inej fluff because they are my comfort heterosexuals. ----- Kaz Brekker was fine. He was more than fine, actually, working on yet another time sensitive job. This time, their presence was required just outside of Ketterdam, and while the mission was done Kaz could tell no one would be able to make it back to his beloved bar tonight. So, they had walked into a hotel Nina knew never took names or remembered faces, getting three separate rooms. 
Like their usual arrangements, Kaz and Inej took the same room. Inej was the only person that Kaz trusted to sleep next too, although he would never tell her that. She left to talk to Jesper only minutes ago, giving the put-together male time to recuperate. 
He was trying to do so but felt too on edge. Locking the rooms door, Kaz took a deep breath that instantly turned into a crackling cough. His heart skipped a beat as he found himself suddenly unable to breathe, using a gloved fist to muffle them as his body shook from the coughs. Kaz had never been someone with a strong constitution, even if he tried to conceal all signs of weakness. Even once he stopped coughing, his head still felt dizzying and weak. Kaz fell onto one of the beds, his eyes closing for a moment. Everything was spinning around him, even while he was in the dark. — Click, the door swung open with barely any noise, signaling Inej’s arrival. She gasped as she saw the scene in front of her. The only time Inej had seen Kaz like this was when- he was sick. Probably for days now, considering how he dreaded illness so much. “Kaz?” a garbled groan was the only noise she got in response, yet Kaz turned and stared at Inej with one eye, the other still against his pillow. “Inej,” his voice sounds like a whimper, weaker than she usually hears it. The woman rushes to his side, using the back of her hand to check Kaz’s forehead for fever. His forehead was hot enough that she hisses as she pulls back, now looking for his usual waterskin.
“You look horrendous,” She says, trying to lighten the mood. Kaz tries to answer, but instead his face warps. “Hehhhhh’tshhhhhh! Ehhhh’kchuhhhhh!!” He only sneezes in doubles whenever he has caught a bug from someone, and Inej knows he wouldn’t sneeze like that unless he is too delirious to care about getting her sick.
“Ghezen,” Grabbing a handkerchief from Kaz’s own jacket, she brings it up to his face. “Try to blow your nose,” Inej can tell that the man is falling asleep, but he does attempt a weak blow for her. She puts the handkerchief back on the nightstand, and is preparing to change herself when Kaz coughs lightly, then tries to speak.
“Inej, I can move-” he trails off, nose still giving him hell for a few seconds but failing to build into a real sneeze. “Can we sleep next to each other?” usually Kaz is much too reserved to ask such a question, even though they have been romantically engaged for months now.
The sweet, innocent question draws a smile out of her. “Of course Kaz,” she moves the beds together after changing into sleepwear, a long dress that is lighter than her usual clothes but still lets her react in case of someone attacking in the middle of the night. It had taken her a long time to be comfortable with sleeping next to anyone, but they had done this enough exhausted nights for her to be so very happy here.
Kaz’ eyes are still closed as she slips into bed next to him, being the big spoon as she protects Kaz with her own body. The last thing Inej hears as she drifts off to sleep is the smallest snuffles possible, his snores sounding extremely stuffed-up.
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It is early morning when Kaz wakes up next. There is a small amount of dreary sunlight coming into their room. He realizes that the room has been changed while he was very out of it, but he also realizes that there is very familiar arms holding him in place. Inej. she must have come in while he was passed out on top of the sheets, helping him into bed.
As much as he loves her warm touch, his nose and throat is already starting to itch. There is no rest for the wicked, after all.
“Uehhhhhh’kshht!! Uhhhhh’tchushhhh!!” Kaz stifled the first sneeze with his thumb and forefinger, but the second sneeze managed to escape his hold. They did nothing to help the tickle, instead shifting the congestion in his nose and making it so much worse. His breath caught harshly again, causing Inej to stir. “Heahhhhhhh–tchushhhhh!! Ahhhhhhhh’pshiewwww!!” the last sneeze was undeniably loud, causing Kaz to wince. His headache wasn’t worsened from the sneezes, but they caused his already weakened voice to rebel against his own throat.
“Kaz? How do you-” Inej was cut off by choked off coughs, Kaz’s [I] ungloved hand cupped over his mouth as he tried desperately to muffle them. The assassin could see how panic set into his watery eyes as his hand moved away from his mouth, the coughs now significantly weakened. “Oh, angel-” her hands gently felt Kaz’ forehead before moving away. “You’re too sick to leave your bed,”
Usually, this would be the part where Kaz refused her. Where Kaz pushed everyone away to wallow in a sea of terrible memories, but he was different now. At least, he wanted to believe he was better, better than he had been before. In actuality, it was both Kaz and Inej trying to stop their terrible habits and learning to be more secure in each other.
///////// Although unplanned, the next two days consisted of the other crows all playing cards and screwing around. Occasionally, Jesper or Wylan would walk back up to Kaz and inej’s room, only to hear their quiet conversations, the snores someone made while sick, or soft totally not cute sneezes. They definitely didn’t gossip about the two, and if Inej couldn’t be a perfect wraith when they got into Ketterdam because of a running nose, no one mentioned it.
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myuminji · 6 months
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Doodles of loser behaviour (he gets kisses)
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Another loser behaviour (he gets kisses, again)
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they bring Roberto a headache on a daily basis
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cyanopicas · 4 months
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my contribution to the ultrakill tumblr community for today bc i did NOT finish what i was drawing
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rogueolight · 7 months
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JUST LET THEM BE HAPPYYYYYYYY AND HAVE A LITTLE KISSSSSSS 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭[CAR CRASHES INTO ME AND I EXPLODE]
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laidenbreecatchall · 2 months
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Somebody’s jealous…
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roseboysstuff · 2 months
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Thinking about fuckbuddy ghost (this is ftm reader btw)
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Ghost who is amazing in bed, his cock dragging orgasm after orgasm out of your cunt
Ghost who doesn't really give the best aftercare, cleans you up and then waves goodbye
Ghost who totally doesn't love you, you're just a convenient lay
Ghost who loves watching you ride his cock, your hair bouncing and your eyes squeezed shut. The pleasure evident on your face. "Beautiful." He thinks, distantly, as his cock explodes with pleasure, shooting the familiar hot seed into you.
Ghost who starts watching you every time he fucks you. He can't get enough of your face. You just look so handsome, all covered in sweat and your face flush with pleasure.
Ghost who still definitely doesn't love you.
Ghost who argues with you, when you tell him you're catching feelings for him. He's mad, because now he has to face his own feelings.
Ghost who watches you run away to your room, crying. His pride preventing him from following you. Despite how much he wants to gather you in his arms, and love you.
Ghost who doesn't get the chance to apologise, as he's sent on a solo mission, lasting for 4 months straight. Who doesn't know what's happening back in the base, during his absence.
Soap who sees your heartbroken expression, and can't stand it.
Soap who brings you a beer, saying "bottom's up", in his glorious scottish accent.
Soap who listens all night, as you pour your heart out to him, crying until your eyes are dry and bloodshot. Who hugs you, until the alcohol makes you drift off peacefully.
Soap who's still there the next morning, stroking your hair, and helping you through your hangover. The care and affection making you melt slightly, not knowing what you needed.
Soap who desperately wants to ask you out, but is patient. He knows you need space.
Soap who can't wait anymore, who only 2 months after Ghost has left, takes you out. Who sits with you on a grassy hill, watching the sun go down. Holding your hand, and sipping some wine.
Soap who takes you back to bed that night, and unlike the rough thrusts and near silence of Ghost, is sweet. His honeyed words like a balm to your soul, his tender touches sending hot shivers down your spine. Who's cock isn't as big as Ghost's but who treats you like a precious gem.
Soap who makes you climax as many times as you want that night, and who finally fills you with his seed, only after making sure it's what you truly want.
Soap who gives perfect aftercare, holding you, reassuring you, loving you.
Soap Johnny who is the perfect boyfriend, and who after only a few weeks, when you're suddenly pregnant with his child, doesn't abandon you.
Johnny who proposes right then and there, not wanting you to feel abandoned ever again.
Ghost who returns from his mission, ready to apologise to you, knowing now that he really does love you.
Ghost who sees the strange looks, as he asks about you.
Ghost who is told about both yours and Johnny's honourable discharges.
Ghost Simon who sits in his room in the barracks, desperately trying to find any lingering remnants of your scent on his bed
Simon who cries that night, remembering your face, wanting to see it again. Not just flush with pleasure, but bright with joy. Grinning and laughing, smiling at him with the love he now feels tortured by
Simon who receives an invite to your's and Johnny's wedding, and covers it with his tears that night.
Simon who stands there, in a black suit, watching the love of his life walk down the aisle, with the protuding baby bump under your wedding clothes. But he's not standing at the end of the aisle.
Simon Riley, who watches as you change your last name to MacTavish, desperately wishing you were changing it to Riley
Johnny MacTavish, who holds you tightly, thankful for the chance to have you. Who'll never treat you wrong.
Your husband and father of your baby, Johnny, who made you believe in love again.
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akiacia · 3 months
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social call at the Montgomerys'
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larabar · 1 month
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recent things. metal is roboticized sonic theory is my everything btw
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thankstothe · 2 months
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soapsod · 9 months
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i need the batfam to just. hug out all their problems. no more guilt!! (also i'm feeling self-indulgent and could use a platonic hug. or 7.)
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hoofpeet · 10 months
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Can't take this concept super seriously because it kinda makes me sad then but I think it would be really funny if Ingo & Emmet legitimately lowkey despised each other and only worked together because it's part of the gimmick
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artilite · 7 months
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if this is their dynamic for s3 i will truly die happy
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birdricks · 6 months
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uncomfortably me
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musicstorestandee · 3 months
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if u ship it can you draw brick x jo?
YES absolutley
their chemistry was unmatched in TDROTI and i wish so badly brick was in all stars ;_;
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kim-dokja-hate-blog · 6 months
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ok i like jinjae as much as the next person but the idea of them kissing? the idea of them just sweetly kissing each other? absolutely fucking not. either theyre making out while fucking nasty or their lips are nowhere near each other's
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dirtytransmasc · 4 months
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concept, cause the dynamics at play would be super interesting:
when Tuk and Neytiri are sucked into the hold of the Seadragon, what if Spider, unwilling to watch another one of this baby siblings, nor his siblings mother (despite everything cause he's a good kid), die without doing anything, jumps in after them?
they're now stuck in a flooding ship, spider knows his way around to a decent extent, they're all tired, they're all scared, they're all hurting. they have to depend on each other for survival.
Neytiri has to not only trust Spider, but has to follow his lead, has to trust him to guide her around a demon ship, has to untrust not only her own life, but the life of her youngest child to this boy.
Maybe they're separated, they have to find one another (my personal favorite scenario is that Tuk and Spider are together and he has to try and find her/guide Neytiri to him)
Spider taking Neytiri and Tuk's arms so they aren't separated by stray currents and raging waters (a parallel to "Sully's stick together"). Spider talking them through the breath holds he learned as a kid in case his mask malfunctioned before bringing them through the depths of the submerged ship (parallel to Jake and Lo'ak)
anyway. I just can't stop thinking about it. think about it.
Neytiri is faced with the fact that Spider jumped in after her and Tuk. he came for them, he put himself in danger to save them, to save her daughter. even after what she did to him. even after she held a knife to him, after she cut him, after she intended to kill him even after Kiri was released. he still jumped to her aid, even if he could have stayed with Kiri above deck where he was safe, he could have just aided Tuk and left her behind, but he didn't.
and there's so many ways to play with it and the aftermath. like.
Spider dragging both Tuk and Neytiri up the surface, trying his best to keep the trio afloat (namely Neytiri who was much less adjusted to the water and is exhausted by the night they've had) as they hope and pray to be reunited with the rest of their family.
maybe the stress gets to them and Spider just starts apologizing. I should have fought them harder. I shouldn't have let Lo'ak and Neteyam try and leave with me, I would have been fine. I should have seen it coming, should have taken it myself. it should have been me. my baby brother shouldn't be dead.
maybe he becomes partly delirious as he too gives into exhaustion, the big brother in him being the only part of him left coherent, so he takes Tuk close, whispering prrnen tsmuke [baby sister] over and over into her braids, assuring himself that she's safe and unharmed. he keeps praying to the Great Mother for his siblings to return to him unharmed. maybe he keeps asking where they are, if they're safe as his awareness fades and his memory weakens. all of his siblings. asking if Neteyam is ok, only to remember he's gone the second the words leave his tongue.
Jake and Lo'ak finding them when they come up with Payakan, both worse for wear, exhausted, clinging to one another, the only thing keeping their heads above water being spiders life vest, Tuk cradled between them. what a sight.
Neytiri watching as Spider looks over each of his siblings, taking them close, holding onto them as if they will be ripped away from him. the realization that he would die before he let that happen again hitting her like a ton of bricks the second she sees the look in his eyes.
a peace being made between the two in the wake of this event. spider silently claiming the role of big brother (he always was, but he had to pretend he wasn't. with Neteyam gone, he can't pretend he's not anymore), Neytiri silently agreeing.
idk man. it would be interesting.
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