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fantastic-nonsense · 2 years

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I think a lot about The Bathroom Scene™ and how Kaz's selfless actions towards Inej are contrasted with their discussion about whether he's any different from Pekka, but Chapter 26 as a whole also does a lot to show how much Kaz cares about all of his Crows and not just Inej. He spends a lot of time in that chapter thinking about how he's probably about to die, and yet he does everything in his power to make sure his Crows get out alive.

He specifically zeroes on Inej's safety, of course (because when isn't Kaz focused on her?) but his actions, dialogue, and internal monologue are all entirely centered around how guilty he feels for getting everyone into this mess and how desperate he is to make sure he's the only collateral damage of his own scheme at the end of the day:

Kaz sits down and (more or less) fully explains his entire plan to the Crows instead of keeping them in the dark

Kaz gives Jesper's dad the only protection he's still able to give: his own family's name and reputation

Kaz ruminates on why he called Jesper by his brother's name and implicitly acknowledges that it's because he's scared to recognize Jordie in Jesper (that he's afraid to lose another brother)

Kaz thinks "But they’d landed in a trap, and if he had to chew his paw off to get them out of it, then that was what he would do."

Kaz pays off Inej's contract by liquidating "every asset he had" and explicitly tells her "I don't want you to be beholden to Per Haskell. Or me."

Kaz tells Inej about his emergency money stash and charges her with getting everyone out of the city safely if he doesn't come back from the Slat

Kaz tells her "Whatever happens to me, survive this city. Get your ship, have your vengeance, carve your name into their bones. But survive this mess I’ve gotten us into."

Kaz leaves on a suicide mission, telling Inej not to follow, because if he's going to die he wants to be the only one in active danger

And of course Kaz had already offered to serve himself up on a silver platter to the stadwatch and give them a way out even before he came up with the auction plan (though we don't get Kaz's point of view of The Clocktower Fight, I suspect it's also why he picked that fight with Jesper: he knew Jesper would never leave him to die unless he made him mad enough to "walk away" for once in his life).

What separates Kaz from other Barrel Bosses like Pekka isn't just that he would never sell a person or con/otherwise harm children. It's that at his lowest, when all the bravado and scheming and masks are stripped away, Kaz chooses to put himself on the line and sacrifice his own safety over putting his people in any more danger than they have to be. Because despite his ruthlessness and casual assholery, Kaz simply doesn't have it in him to watch those he cares about get hurt if he can prevent it. He ended Chapter 26 saying he intended to leave damage behind when he's gone, but also spent the entirety of the Geldrenner chapters spending time and effort and money he didn't have to minimize the damage as much as possible for his friends (his new family) if the worst should happen to him.

So he gives them a safe place to land where the gangs won't find them. He tries to push them away and make them mad enough that they won't grieve him when he dies. He gives them multiple ways out even if none of those options guarantee his own safety. He gives them money and as much safety as he can provide with the whole city out for their blood. He gives Inej her freedom. And he gives them time to rest, recharge, and prepare for whichever plan they end up doing while he goes off to stage a coup he's not sure he'll come back from.

This is all to say: Kaz could never be Pekka, no matter how tough of a game he talks about burning everything to the ground, because Kaz cares too much to ever become Pekka. Even as he continues to pretend not to care about anything but the money, his love for his city and his Crows are baked into every one of his thoughts and actions in those chapters. Unlike Pekka, who flees first Ketterdam and then Kerch entirely when his son is in (percieved) danger, Kaz stays to fight for the city he bent to his will. And unlike Per Haskell, who lets other people do his dirty work and sells out at the first opportunity for glory, Kaz puts himself on the front lines first even when doing so comes at a great cost to himself.

Pekka chases money and power for their own sake. Per Haskell chases money and power for the decadence, glory, and laziness it allows him to get away with. Kaz chases money and power because he knows what it's like to be powerless and wants to, in his own weird way, protect others from suffering his trauma and himself from losing anyone else he cares about. And that's why even at his most unhinged Kaz could never become Pekka Rollins: his quest for power and fame and riches comes from a fundamentally different place. Kaz Brekker doesn't need a reason, but he has at least six at all times during the course of the duology (the Crows+Jordie)...and while those reasons are often filtered through his two primary reasons (revenge for Jordie and Inej's freedom, safety, and happiness), none of them are ever far from his mind.

#six of crows #crooked kingdom #kaz brekker #soc meta #inej ghafa #jesper fahey #nina zenik #matthias helvar #grishaverse #kanej #otp: on the seas and in the city #CHAPTER 26 MY BELOVED #yes I'm going insane thanks for asking #kaz is very selfish when it comes to money and vengeance #but he is repeatedly and remarkably selfless when it comes to PEOPLE #(thinking about his offer to give himself up to the stadwatch while saying that he KILLED WYLAN #which would have kept Wylan SPECIFICALLY safe from his father in a way that also ensured a very painful end for Kaz)#(which segues into an unwritten meta I have on Kaz believing in the power of love and family even tho he pretends not to but anyway)

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she-posts-nerdy-stuff · 5 months

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Thanks for all the love on the episode one intro for my fan-written Six of Crows Spin Off script! I’ve decided to post each episode broken down into parts since they’re looking pretty long when they’re all strung together, so welcome to episode one part 2! If anyone hasn’t seen the intro yet and wants to then let me know and I can tag you, and I have been wondering whether I should make an AO3 account so I can put my fics up and it’s easier to find all the chapters so if anyone thinks that would be better then let me know (it wouldn’t stop me from putting them up here too) ❤️

Be warned I've taken a little artisitc licence (eg inserting a reference to my personal Anya headcanon in the previous part) but most of this is direct quotes/takes on direct quotes - and also I've never written a script before so my formatting is my own made up method I hope it makes sense. This section more than the previous is one where I’ve had to start making strides away from the book in order to match Show!canon but I’m trying to remain as true as possible. Hope you enjoy! ❤️

Episode One Part 2

[TITLE CARDS]

[Open on the Barrel. The camera moves into the city from the harbours, through shadows across the rooftops of East and West Stave. We are seeing the city through someone's eyes. We travel past several pleasure houses, but we do not see the Menagerie. West Stave is alive and kicking; the streets are overflowing with the colourful Komedie Brute costumes of pleasure seekers, girls in silks wave from high windows to prospective clients on the street below, acrobats hang from swings over the canal as people watch them whooping and cheering. As we leave West Stave behind and head south, we pass the Crow Club with heavy crowds outside it, and arrive on the rooftop of the Slat. The camera pans down to the street below, and the clacking of a cane is heard against the cobbles. The camera switches to street level to watch KAZ BREKKER enter the Slat, heads in the busy building quickly turning towards him. The room seems to come more alert as he walks through it.

A group of people - ROTTY, ANNIKA, PIM, and ROETTER - stand near the stairs talking. The room is still loud and they don't appear to have noticed KAZ]

ROTTY: I'm just sayin', Wraith's been scarce. Worth a mention, innit?

ROETTER: So he can set that shark's glare on me? Sign me up to the gallows first

ANNIKA: C'mon, he knows your gunning to be his new spider. Everyone knows. You actually mention it, maybe you'll get jobs comin' your way.

[Someone begins to reply but the conversation dies quickly and nervously as KAZ approaches. He clearly knows what they're talking about, but he does not acknowledge it.]

KAZ: Annika, fetch Jesper and Big Bolliger. I want them as my seconds tonight

ANNIKA: Big Bol? You sure you just want a bouncer tonight Kaz? Could be tr-

[KAZ glares at ANNIKA and she quiets, before turning to leave. The group disperses and Kaz marches up the stairs to the attic. Behind him, ROTTY can be heard expressing agreement on ROETER's point about the shark's glare. KAZ opens his window and wafts away a group of crows that have gathered there, then walks to the sink and removes his gloves. Behind him, the crows return to their perch. The camera focuses on KAZ's hands as he begins to wash them, until he straightens and sighs]

KAZ: You shouldn't feed crows

[Kaz turns and the camera follows his gaze. INEJ GHAFA sits on the window sill, reaching out to the birds]

INEJ: Why not?

[INEJ closes her eyes to feel the last of the evening sun on her cheeks. KAZ watches her intently, whatever he was going to say dying on his lips. His jaw ticks]

INEJ: Why not, Kaz?

[KAZ hesitates, breath catching]

KAZ: They have no manners

[INEJ laughs. The sun is soft and glowing on her face, her eyes are still closed. KAZ cannot stop watching her, and it terrifies him]

INEJ: Neither do you, Kaz. You didn't even say hello

KAZ: You didn't say goodbye

[There is a brief pause. INEJ looks at KAZ, then out the window]

INEJ, softly: I should have KAZ: Why are you here?

[INEJ looks out the window]

KAZ: You still hear things

INEJ: You can’t train a falcon and expect it not to hunt.

[She looks up at him]

INEJ: Heleen Van Houden.

[KAZ nods]

INEJ: Wandering into the Barrel like she wasn’t the victim in a murder investigation that nearly tore the city to shreds. And what? Having immediate claim to the house she left in the hands of Pekka Rollins?

KAZ: He’s out. When your supposed victim’s sticking her fingers back into the pocket of every magistrate in city, you find your murder charges dropping pretty quickly.

INEJ: So that’s that?

KAZ: That’s that. Everything we did, for nothing:

[INEJ runs her fingers across the scar from her Menagerie tattoo]

INEJ: For everything.

[For a moment, the silence is fraught. The pair cannot quite bring themselves to make eye contact. By the time KAZ speaks, it seems as though he is forcing himself to say it aloud]

KAZ: I have a job tonight

[INEJ looks up at KAZ, expectantly]

KAZ: We need you. I... I need you

[INEJ smiles as she climbs through the window and into the room]

INEJ: What are we doing?

KAZ: Parely, with the Black Tips. I'll need anything you can tell me on Geels' seconds - Oomen and []

[As KAZ speaks the scene dissolves into him, JESPER FAHEY, ANNIKA, PIM, ROTTY, BIG BOLLIGER, MUZZEN, and several other Dregs members standing outside the wall of the exchange later that night. KAZ's explanation of the plan continues on voiceover as we see the group arrive, talking to each other loudly]

KAZ: They've been eating away at my business on Fifth Harbour for weeks, and now they've intercepted a jurda shipment. Tonight, we discuss. And tonight, someone pays.

[INEJ stands on the roof of the exchange, looking down at the group below. As she slips down through the shadows, touching her hands to her knives and silently mouthing their names, she looks at the carvings in the stone arch entrance to the exchange: Industry, Integrity, Prosperity. She frowns. She slips to the ground a little farther down the street so she can approach the group at ground level, pausing for a moment to watch them from a darkened storefront. KAZ stands a little back from the others, leaning against his cane in the shadow of the arch. His eyes find Inej, then keep moving.]

JESPER: Three ships! The Shu sent them. Just sitting in the harbour - cannons out, red flags flying. And stuffed to the sails with gold.

BIG BOLLIGER: Would've liked to see that

JESPER: Would've like to steal that. Half the Merchant Council was down there flapping and squawking, trying to figure out what to do

BIG BOLLIGER: Don't they want the Shu paying their debts?

[KAZ steps forward into the slice of light where the others are standing, cane hitting the cobble stones loudly]

KAZ: Yes and no. It's always nice to have a country in debt to you. Makes for... friendlier negotiations

[KAZ looks specifically at BIG BOLLIGER as he speaks, wearing a crocodile's smile. JESPER shrugs]

JESPER: Maybe the Shu are done being friendly. They didn't have to send all that treasure at once. You reckon they stuck that trade ambassador?

[KAZ lifts his gaze again and this time his and INEJ's eyes meet directly. They are both thinking the same thing; brief flashback to KAZ's office. INEJ sits cross-legged on the window sill as KAZ paces slowly, and they list theories for each other about how the Trade Ambassador was murdered]

INEJ: We have to be missing something. Men don’t just walk into washrooms and find knives in their backs.

KAZ: Broad daylight, no windows, no vents. No-one in or out. Not even you could've squeezed through the plumbing

INEJ: So what? Ghosts?

[KAZ raises an eyebrow]

KAZ: Don't tell me you believe in ghosts now

INEJ: I believe in lots of things, Kaz. But perhaps wraiths aren't one of them

[The challenge is clear in her eyes and it makes KAZ uncomfortable. Return to the present]

KAZ: It won't matter what actually happened, just what everyone thinks did. The Zemeni blame the Kerch, the Kerch suspect the Shu, and no-one gets their satisfying answer before all the guns come out. It's nearly time

[KAZ gestures for JESPER and BIG BOLLIGER to remove their weapons. JESPER unslings his gun belt unhappily, and bestows a kiss on each revolver before handing them to ROTTY]

JESPER: Take good care of my babies. If I see a single scratch on them, I'll spell 'forgive me' across your chest in bullets

ROTTY: You wouldn't waste the ammo

BIG BOLLIGER: And he'd die before you finished 'forgive'

JESPER: It's about sending a message - what's the point of a dead guy with 'FORG' written on his chest?

KAZ: So, compromise. 'SORRY' does the trick - and uses fewer bullets.

[BIG BOLLIGER hands over all of his weapons, and KAZ hands over three knives]

JESPER, pointing to Kaz's cane: What about that?

KAZ: Who'd deny a poor cripple his cane?

JESPER: If it's you, any man with sense

KAZ: Then it's a good job we're meeting Geels tonight. Neutral territory, Jesper, give up the rifle

INEJ: This is a mistake

[INEJ is suddenly visible from the shadows. BIG BOLLIGER flinches away from her as the others all jump in surprise, except KAZ, and a whisper of 'the Wraith' goes through the crowd.]

INEJ: This doesn't feel neutral. Geels is up to something

KAZ: Of course he is.

INEJ: Then why come here tonight?

KAZ: Street law is street law, Inej. There's a way to do things

INEJ: You’re going to get us all killed

[JESPER smiles, stretching]

JESPER: Statistically, Inej, he's probably only going to get some of us killed

INEJ: It's not a joke

KAZ: He's not joking - he's playing the odds.

BIG BOLLIGER: Well I have a pint of lager waiting for me at the Couperron, so I can’t be the one to die tonight.

JESPER, grinning: Care to place a wager?

BIG BOLLIGER: I'm not going to bet on my own death

KAZ, running his fingers over the rim of his hat: Why not, Bolliger? We do it every day

[The church bell chimes for midnight]

KAZ: Remember: No matter what you hear, you don’t whether the fray without my say so. Stay sharp, and stay hidden

[There is a murmur of acknowledgment and agreement from the Dregs. INEJ turns towards the shadows and Kaz catches her arm to stop her. The camera focuses on her gloves and her sleeve]

KAZ: Keep an eye on the rooftop guards. Geels may have them in his pocket

[INEJ frowns but nods. She backs away slightly as Kaz releases her arm. There is tension in coming so close to touch and neither of them have missed it]

JESPER: No mourners

ALL: No funerals

[The trio enter the exchange. INEJ climbs the canal-facing wall]

INEJ, muttering to self: Street law. A relic. How would you fair if I obeyed street law, Kaz?

[She swings herself up capably and smiles]

INEJ, to self: How would you fair if I obeyed the law of gravity?

[As she climbs and the first look at the scene unfolds, KAZ and INEJ discuss the plan on voiceover; the conversation they had earlier this evening continued]

KAZ, voiceover: They’re sure precaution against you

[INEJ finds the drainpipe she reaches for slick with oil and a rim she runs her fingers over to test covered in ground glass. She smiles with grim pleasure at the knowledge she is expected]

INEJ, voiceover: They’re sure to try

[She picks the lock of a window and sneaks inside, crossing to a balcony to stand over the exchange. She watches KAZ, JESPER, and BIG BOLLIGER enter from the Eastern side of the exchange as the Black Tips - GEELS, OOMEN, and ELSINGER - enter from the Western. INEJ’s voiceover returns to tell KAZ the information she gathered about the Black Tips, and the camera focuses on each of them as she speaks]

INEJ, voiceover: Geels and Elsinger came up the ranks of the Black Tips together. There’s trust there, not exploitable. There’s little to say about Elsinger that you can’t tell by looking at him. He’s a bruiser, and he’s good at it

KAZ, voiceover: At least with Bolliger there one of us will be tall enough to look him in the eye

INEJ, voicover: If there’s any potential problem, it’s Oomen.

KAZ: Oomen, Really? He’s built like a scarecrow

INEJ: He might not look so much of a threat, but he makes me nervous. He’s violent, and he’s unafraid. They say he once crushed a man’s skull with his bare hands, wiped the blood off on his shirt, and went on drinking

[The opposing gang members pat each other down to check for weapons. JESPER finds a small knife on ELSINGER and tosses it to the corner of the Exchange]

JESPER: Naughty, naughty

[BIG BOLLIGER finishes patting down GEELS]

BIG BOLLIGER: He’s clean

[GEELS spreads his arms to indicate the start of the negotiations. He is noticeably older than KAZ and the others, but it doesn’t look like he’s weaker. He seems more confident, possibly even more commanding]

GEELS: Let’s be fair, eh? It’s not fair for you to cull every spend-happy tourist stepping off a boat in fifth harbour. We all got bills to pay

KAZ: Fifth harbour is ours. We get first crack at all the pigeons we want

GEELS: You’re young, lad, you’re fresh. Maybe you don’t know how these things work yet. Harbours belong to the city, we all have as much right to them as anyone else

KAZ: Not fifth. Maybe you don’t know how these things work, but I own majority shares in that harbour. It was all but useless to this city until I had it dredged, and built out the docks. Fifth harbour is mine.

[GEELS sniffs in disagreement, but has no counterargument]

KAZ: You’ve been interrupting our traffic, and you intercepted a jurda shipment that should have docked two nights ago

GEELS: I don’t know what you’re talking about

KAZ: I know it comes easy, Geels, but try not to play dumb with me

[GEELS steps forwards but KAZ stands his ground]

GEELS: Quit flexing, boy. We all know Per Haskell doesn’t have the stomach for a real brawl

[KAZ laughs roughly]

KAZ: But I’m the one at your table. Haskell’s out of the game - has been for a while now. Maybe you should start second guessing your sources of information

[GEELS shifts uncomfortably]

KAZ: The Dregs are my operation, and I’m not here for a taste. You want a war? I’ll make sure you eat your fill

GEELS: And if you vanish, Brekker? We all know you’re the spine of the operation - whether it’s Haskell behind the scenes or someone else. Snap it, and the Dregs collapse.

[JESPER laughs and incurs glares from everyone else]

JESPER: Stomach, spine. What’s next - spleen?

ELSINGER: Shut it

KAZ: Follow the damn rules, Jesper.

[JESPER mouths “sorry” and pantomimes locking his lips. KAZ rolls his eyes before turning back to his conversation]

KAZ: I’m fairly sure you’re threatening me, Geels. But I want to be certain before I decide what time do about it

GEELS: Then what if I told you there are two guards with city issue rifles pointed at you right now?

[INEJ tenses, eyes quickly searching the roof for the guards’ silhouettes. KAZ glances casually upwards]

KAZ: Hiring city guards to do your killing? I’d say that’s an expensive proposition for a gang like the Black Tips

[INEJ climbs up to the roof and hurries across it, ignoring the walkway that is clearly there to be used by the guards. She hides behind the gables to watch for the guards and listen to the conversation]

KAZ: I’m flattered you’d do so much just for me

GEELS: The Dregs won’t last a week without you

KAZ: I’d give them a month on sheer momentum

GEELS: Should we find out, you smug little slum rat?

KAZ: Do it

[INEJ cannot find the guards and she is panicking. KAZ is very calm]

GEELS: Should I have them shoot you in the good leg?

KAZ: Stop talking and do it. Shoot

Jesper: … Kaz?

KAZ: Go on

INEJ, to self: What game are you playing, Kaz?

GEELS: Fire!

[There’s a loud gunshot and a sudden flash. BIG BOLLIGER screams as he collapses to the floor of the exchange and JESPER runs towards him and applied pressure to the wound. KAZ raises an eyebrow]

JESPER: You worthless podge, Geels! You’ve violated neutral territory

GEELS, hiding the panic in his voice: Nothing to say you didn’t shoot first. And anyway, who’s going to know? None of you are walking out of here

KAZ: You don’t look well, Geels. Things aren’t going quite to plan, are they?

JESPER: Kaz, Bolliger’s bleeding bad

KAZ: Good.

JESPER: He needs a Medik

KAZ: He needs to stop his bellyaching and be glad I didn’t have Holst take him down with a headshot.

[GEELS flinches]

KAZ: That’s the guard’s name, right? Willem Holst and Bert Van Daal. The guards you emptied the Black Tips’ coffers to bribe. Holst likes to gamble almost as much as Jesper does, so your money held a lot of appeal. But he has bigger problems. Let’s call them… urges. I won’t go into detail - secrets aren’t like coin. They don’t keep their value in the spending. You’ll just have to take my word for it when I say that this one would turn even your rotten stomach.

[Another shot is fired, springing against the cobbles near GEELS’ feet. He jumps back in panic. INEJ tracks the source of the shot with her eyes, and heads in the opposite direction to find the other guard - VAN DAAL.]

GEELS: Just shoot him, Holst! Your secret dies with him

KAZ, snorting: You think I’m that foolish? Go on Holst, put a bullet in my skull! My messengers will reach your wife and your watch captain before I hit the ground. Are you worrying about the other guard, Geels? Maybe I got to him too. Maybe he’s getting ready to blow a hole in your chest.

[INEJ is hurrying across the rooftops towards VAN DAAL at top speed. It’s unclear if she’s going to make it in time]

KAZ: Why not give Van Daal the order and find out?

[GEELS hesitates for a moment]

GEELS: Van Daal?

[VAN DAAL opens his mouth but before he can reply a blade appears at his throat and he is forced backwards. INEJ stands behind him.]

INEJ: Hush, now

[She jabs him gently in the side; he knows there is another knife at his kidney.]

VAN DAAL: Please

INEJ: I like it when men beg. But this isn’t the time for it

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pocketramblr · 4 months

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do not think about evenly distributed chapter length, evenly distributed chapter length is the little death that brings about total writer's block, uneven length in chapters can't hurt you, do not think about evenly distri

#me looking a the wordcounts of different sections of this wip: what is going on here #this is going to be. a monster to write. but we persist.#well. or we stop and completely focus on the valentines wip so it can actually be posted in six weeks but i dont know if i have that kind o #dedication. might end up being a perfect valentines day 2025 isntead ya know #hmmmm ANYWAY what was i worrying about #oh yeah even chapters #ha ha ha. no. they're not going to be even and i accept that now so we can move on in writing it.

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kosmiccarma · 7 months

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I'll add myself to the pool of ppl who (might delusionally) believe gojo ain't dead dead

#karma.talks #jjk manga spoilers #jjk 236 leaks #listen. I was cackling in the work parking lot this morning looking at the server leaks #1. narratively his death would serve nothing for the plot. and the whole fight wouldn't have moved anything forward #2. head ain't cut off. eyes aren't destroyed. shoko and angel literally still on the same continent. body could be healed easy peasy #3. gojo was saying bye to his dead friends instead of them welcoming him? so he could be goin' off to limbo #or have his second enlightenment hit within the next couple chapters to off sukuna once and for all. and get to kenny #and 4. uhh kenny??? he still exists gege. can't have a fight with him paired with anyone else tbh just wouldn't thematically fit #best of both worlds scenario: kids kill sukuna with gojo's resurrection #gojo goes on to fight kenny. kenny dies by the six eyes and/or infinity once and for all and gojo sacrifices the six eyes and/or infinity #so kenny can no longer body swap and will end the tale of his terror. geto comes back into consciousness for a couple more moments #OR his body is at peace once and for all and THEN gojo dies from wounds / overexertion of his cursed energy #OR gojo lives but remains a normal human w/o the six eyes or limitless. and this is bc he cheated death twice and that's the toll #gege make some of this happen or you've given a good side character a nonsensical death (within the scope of the story and character arc)#give it 10 chapters to see where this goes. if he's dead dead that's a fumble of an ending to their fight and a death scene #btw if anyone wants to talk abt this more just DM me I ain't fighting the tag system over more spoilers

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ambitions-of-an-eccedentesiast · 5 months

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I believe that is called overstimulation my dear doctor?

Next->

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#the ambitions of an eccedentesiast #dr jekyll and mr hyde #ocs #taoae #chapter one #page six #I tried to make it seem as though he gets progressively more overwhelmed.#with the clutter around the space and the brighter light and the blurry spots #which by the way became a pain in the end-#I was looking forward to them only to find they didn't click as well as I thought but I had got it all set up and it wasn't that bad-#so-#but yeah no your local doctor Is overwhelmed.#overstimulated too.#man.#FIND OUT MORE IN THE NEXT EPISODE O- *gets hit by a bus*#-sunny

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toxicpineapple · 7 months

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HI IF IM TOO LATE FOR THESE ITS OK but may i humbly ask for........ "we're out of time" with saiibo or perhaps a "go on, cry" with kaedekiibo....... whatever you feel like doing............

Shuichi loses track of time.

There’s too much to investigate. Amami’s lab. Ouma’s lab. Ouma’s room. The secret room in the library. The secret room in Momota’s lab. There are heaping piles of evidence to be examined, different conclusions to be drawn from each, and not to mention the flashes of memories they receive as the walls shake around them… Shuichi barely even knows where to start with it all. But he has to start, or they’re all going to die.

He works his way around the academy with the aid of his friends, dodging the exisals to the best of his ability, but finds himself slipping more than once. Too many details to get caught up in. Amami’s tone in his video, the piles upon piles of papers in Ouma’s bedroom… Shuichi can’t help but linger a bit too long in some places, feet dragging with exhaustion as he follows Yumeno through the tunnel in the girl’s bathroom.

How long has it been since I slept? Shuichi rubs his eyes with one hand and stifles a yawn. I can’t even remember…

Which in and of itself is a bad sign, but Shuichi doesn’t have time to sleep. He can feel the pieces already starting to stitch themselves together in his brain, but there’s still so much more to do. He finds his way to the flashback light machine in one of the classrooms and pieces through the options, his brow creasing as he considers the implications. So some of their memories are fake, but… what’s the extent of it? How much is truth and how much was a lie? How much was created to bend them all to their will?

Shuichi makes selections and tabs between the different screens, eyes not leaving the blackboard. He needs to figure this out… just how much of it all was fake, how much of it was…

A loud crash sounds from outside. Shuichi startles, dropping the flashback light he’d been holding and running out into the hall. The problem is immediately obvious: Sunlight is streaming through the windows, from large holes in the wall, revealing…

The sun has risen. Shuichi is too late. Overhead, Kiibo soars over the school, gun flashing in his hand, and Shuichi clenches his teeth.

“Kiibo-kun! Please, I just need a little more time!”

Kiibo comes to a stop, floating somewhere around Shuichi’s eyesight before he slowly lowers himself down to the ground. “I can’t, Saihara-kun. I told you I’d do until dawn, and I can’t—” He whirls around to shoot a piece of rubble out of the air, then looks back over his shoulder at Shuichi. “I can’t fend them off for much longer. That was the most time I could give you.”

Shuichi’s chest squeezes with panic. “But Kiibo-kun, I’m just—I’m there, I just need to finish piecing everything together and then I swear—”

“You know, Saihara-kun…”

There’s an uncharacteristic melancholy in Kiibo’s voice. His eyes are soft—can a robot’s eyes soften? Shuichi’s voice seems to dry up in his throat.

“I always… admired you. I relied on you to get us to the truth, to bring us closer to justice, and… you always did that. I suppose that is why I heeded your request this time… I wanted to rely on you again. Let the burden rest on your shoulders.”

Shuichi’s eyes sting. He grasps at his chest and manages, “Kiibo-kun…”

“But I won’t allow myself to do that any longer.” Kiibo squares his shoulders. “This is the solution. I can feel it. It’s time for the sun to set on this place for the last time.” He raises his gun, wing attachments shooting back up again as he prepares himself for blastoff. “I hope you can forgive me.”

From his spot on the ground, Shuichi has no choice but to stand and watch as Kiibo soars away to put an end to it all. To the Ultimate Academy, and to the suffering they went through within it… for better or for worse.

Despite the lingering disappointment of secrets yet unrevealed, the feeling that he could have stopped this, as Shuichi ducks to dodge a falling piece of a wall, an odd sense of calm seems to wash over him.

They’re all just… out of time. Nothing to be done for it now.

#saiibo #saihara shuichi #k1 b0 #based on the ending u get when you dont investigate fast enough in chapter six lol #shuichis SLOW ASS #its ok babe the player is just gonna reset #it'll all be over soon..................

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heraldofcrow · 9 months

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Christened In Blood || Chapter Five

#AND WE’RE BACK BABY!!!#HAVE FUN AND SUFFER FOR ME <3 #chapter six will come next week sometime #this sequence is the end of the prologue and the two chapters tell different sides of the same story #then we jump 15 years #*breakdances*#bloodborne #bloodborne fanfiction #christened in blood #lady maria of the astral clocktower #bloody crow of cainhurst #CrowEdit #CrowFic

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sailorscuttle · 2 years

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Bestie

Phone sex with Rhett when he’s away one of the nights and you couldn’t join him?

His deep voice? I’m weakkkkkk

bestie i'ma lose my mind oh my god

warnings: nsfw, porn with a smidge of plot lmao

word count: 0.8k

despite the exhaustion rhett feels from the day's competition, his mind is very much awake, thoughts of you beginning to rise to the surface and desire to stir in his groin. knowing that sleep is not likely for him anytime soon he stares at the ceiling for another moment before sighing and pulling his phone from its charger, quickly pulling up a folder in his images titled 'angel'.

he smiles at the latest image: you had been lost in thought while baking a loaf of pumpkin bread for his mother, unaware that rhett had been standing in the doorway of the kitchen.

those kinds of images were his favorite unposed, raw and just tru glimpses to you that rhett wanted all to himself, the small box hidden at the bottom of the closet in your shared room just waiting to make that desire a reality.

his thumb scrolls along his phone, stopping when he sees an image that causes him to groan lowly into the empty room and to push his underwear down. you had sent it a few months back when he was in the same position he's in now, away for another rodeo and away from you, your body wrapped by delicate lace angled to show nearly everything.

rhett's eyes glance up when a notification pops up from you. deep blue eyes widen at what you had sent. sending pictures between the two of you while he was away wasn't unusual, but this time was different.

this time you're fully nude on your shared bed, arm crossed under your breasts to push them up with legs crossed, body wet from just stepping out of the shower. the image comes with a message of 'i miss you, can't wait for you to come home <3'

desire hits rhett full force and his unoccupied hand moves to grasp his cock, fingers squeezing the base and cursing lowly at the feeling. he pumps himself a few times as his thumb presses to call, hips bucking softly when he hears you moan.

"christ girl, do you even know what you do to me?" his voice is gravely, all caught up in desire and longing for you.

he hears a faint wet noise in the background and knows instantly what you're doing. spitting into his hand and soon matching your rhythm.

"how many fingers you got in that pretty pussy of yours darlin'?"

you whine as your fingers sink in and out of you, fingers trying to replicate the way that his feel along your walls. it isn't the same, it's never the same.

"two." you moan, placing your phone on the bed as your fingers slide down to swirl around your clit. "i want your cock though rhett...always fills me up so good, need it so bad baby.."

he groans as his hand caught a bead of precum, fingers tightening its grasp as he tried the mimic the feeling of your pussy. your sounds push him closer to his limit.

"is that so? poor baby doesn't know what to do without my cock huh?" you moan again in response at his words, fingers curling and attempting to reach that spot that always makes you see stars when with rhett.

rhett wishes more than anything you could be with him right now because god knows his hand will never be able to replicate the way your walls pulsate around him when your close.

"fuck i'm so close rhett..wanna cum so bad." your fingers move faster against your clit, so close to pushing yourself over the edge. you need him to tell you it's okay, need his words to be the one to push you over that edge.

"me too darlin." his balls tighten at your words, imagining you in this moment bouncing on top of him, nails scratching along his chest while he's gripping your hips, fucking up into you. he's so close to coming, needing to hear your release before he can achieve his own.

"fuck..go on baby, go on and cum for me, lemme hear you." you cry out, your body tensing as you feel your walls clench around your fingers.

hearing you come pushes rhett's release as well, cock twitching in his hand as he fists himself through his orgasm, groaning your name as his release coats his hand and his abdomen.

for a moment all that you both hear is each other's harsh breathing, a soft chuckle as rhett stands, grabbing his phone as he goes to get a towel form the hotel bathroom to clean himself up.

as he gets back into bed he hears you pull the covers over and begin to get comfortable, your breathing evening out.

"i should be on the road first thing in the morning, okay?" he says softly, turning to his side and getting comfortable.

"alright...get back safe to me cowboy.." you murmur. both of you then say your 'i love you's and end the call.

rhett stares at his phone for a minute before setting it back on the bedside table, eyes closing and willing himself to sleep, already counting down the hours until he's back in your arms.

#hangmanapologist #outer range imagine #rhett abbott x reader #rhett abbott is gonna end me one of these days #no beta we die like men #rhett abbott imagine #scout's guide : chapter four : questions and answers #scout's guide : chapter six : writings

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