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livinginmybasement · 1 year
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my roommate took this picture of me and my bestfriend napping and it looks like…SO similar to the way @tabl3 draws chase and kaz when they’re cuddling in their sleep? anyways me when i am kazcoded and gender euphoria is affirmed
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fanfic-corner · 3 years
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lina i am BEGGING give us the son in law kaz fic please i need it in my life
i am so, so sorry this took so long! but the son in law fic you asked for is finally here and i loved writing it <333 this fic is based on this post by @clumsyyhearts, so thank you for having excellent ideas!
when is a monster not a monster?
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The first time Kaz Brekker heard the names Ioana and Lucijan, it was in a letter from a king.
Dear Mr Brekker, it began.
I got your letter yesterday, and I have to say, you have spectacular handwriting. Let's keep the threats and blackmail to a minimum for now, though - Ravka would be happy to assist you in reuniting two of our citizens with their child. We owe you one, anyway.
A quick look at our records show that Ioana and Lucijan Ghafa are the people you're looking for. Well, I'm assuming they are, considering they filed a missing person's report a few years ago. It seems they never stopped looking for their daughter.
I've sent a letter to be personally delivered to them by a lovely soldier from the First Army. He's a real charmer, so I'm sure they'll get in touch quickly. As soon as I know more, I'll let you know.
Please don't get killed before you can reply,
Nikolai Lantsov.
"What's that?" Inej asks from the windowsill, tossing crumbs to her birds. "Looks like the royal Ravkan seal."
"Nothing," Kaz replies, folding it up quickly and slipping it into his inside jacket pocket. "A friend owes me a favour, that's all."
Inej raises her eyebrows, but Kaz can't tell if it's because she's impressed or she can see through his lie.
"Did I tell you that I caught Madelyn skimming yesterday?" she says instead, and Kaz sighs.
"How much?" he responds, and the letter is quickly forgotten.
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The first time Kaz sees Inej's parents is from a distance, when they see their daughter for the first time in three years.
Inej bounds down the hill to greet them, that huge grin that Kaz loves so much on her face, but he stays where he is. He doesn't want to intrude on their moment, of course, but if he's being honest, he's a little scared.
What would the Ghafas think of the man who had corrupted their child? What would they say when they found out that he had put a knife in her hand?
He doesn't want to know.
From his vantage point above the docks, he watches as Inej runs up to her parents. Her mother steps forwards, placing her hands on Inej’s shoulders for a moment before pulling her into a tight hug.
Kaz can’t help but smile to himself. A small part of him wasn’t sure whether he could bring himself to give Inej this gift - it would have been cruel to deny her, he knows that, but he doesn’t want to lose her already. He’s only known her for a few years, but she is already the best thing in Kaz’s life, and he isn’t known for giving up easily.
It’s not giving up, he reminds himself firmly as he watches the three of them. Giving someone their freedom is never giving up. Not when they deserve it.
Sure, he’s given Inej both a reason and a means of leaving, and he doesn’t want her to go. But Kaz Brekker is anything but stupid, and he knows his Wraith well enough to know that when she has her heart set on something, nothing and no one can stop her.
Just as he moves to leave, the three figures on the docks turn to him. Inej points him out before waving happily. He raises his hand in acknowledgement before turning back to the city, not wanting to taint their happy memory.
For the entire walk back to the Slat, though, all he can think of is the smile on Inej’s face. Happiness is in short supply in Ketterdam, but her grin never fails to light up a room, and Kaz finds his heart a little lighter than it was this morning.
Read the rest on AO3.
tag list under the cut!
@hrtbreakprincess / @tooindecisivetopickaurl / @kazcoded / @saltyfortunes / @just2bubbly / @kanejwhore / @whumping-to-conclusions / @lalalalalalalalalalalala
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vethbrenatto · 3 years
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i’m not even joking when i was watching the finale live the moment Kingsley showed up my first thought was “OH tumblr user vethbrenatto is gonna love this”
fdklgdklfglk, me when kingsley tealeaf showed up on my screen:
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spnblrcrushes2 · 2 years
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tea kazcoded <33
@kazcoded
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clickbaitcas · 2 years
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happy new year grace <3
tea!!!! happy new year beloved 🥰🥰🥰
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chaosnatural · 3 years
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s13dean -> deanily
happy nov 5th weekend babes 🤧 ik its been a bit since ive been around crying about cas but here url in honor for the national holiday 😖💔
(tagging some of the besties mwah mwah <3)
@heller-stacey-abrams @mochadean @4x01 @hopevibes @thenightwemetnatural @caswlw @angeltiddies @dovestiel @infernaldyke @dadstiel @seffersonjtarship @pointyhatsam @floral-cas @deadgayangel @nonbinarycas @flowersforcas @kazcoded @onrainynights
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cowboyadjacent · 2 years
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kazcoded —-> cowboyadjacent
hello beloved mutuals <3
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milo-my-beloved · 3 years
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Even when she's in pain, Inej is graceful.
Somewhere in the distance, it chimes four bells in the morning. Kaz instinctively makes the calculation of how much sleep he will be able to have before his first meeting - probably less than two hours, at the rate they are going - but he immediately dismisses the thought. It won't be the first time he has functioned without sleep, and it won't be the last. Besides, Inej is worth more to him than his own health.
They haven't spoken more than necessary since she had hit the pavement a few streets away, only a few soft murmurs to comfort her as Kaz stitches her up. A job had gone wrong - the job almost always goes wrong, these days - and Inej had been thrown through a second floor window. The man responsible hadn't lived to the dawn.
Prying the glass from her skin had been the worst part, but it is over now. She is half unconscious on Kaz's bed, a half-drunk bottle of whiskey in one hand and the other pressed against her abdomen. He has been carefully stitching her up for what seems like forever now - she refused to call the Dreg's medik since he is currently delivering a baby down the road - and so the responsibility has fallen to Kaz and his trembling hands.
As he stitches his Wraith back together, he tries not to think about what could have been lost tonight. The haul isn't worth Inej's life; not just because she is the best spider on this side of the True Sea, but because Kaz isn't entirely sure what he would do without her. If he is being completely honest with himself, Kaz doesn't think that any haul would be worth Inej's life.
Her eyes flicker open, her fingers clutching at Kaz's wrist. "Hurts," she rasps, taking another swig from the bottle in her hand.
Kaz gently strokes her hair away from her forehead, swallowing around a lump in his throat. "I know. I'm nearly done, there's only a few more left."
She nods, letting her eyes slide shut again. He doesn't miss her wince as the needle pricks her again.
By the time he is done, the sky has brightened into a tentative promise of dawn. Kaz admires it for a long moment, watching the pinks and the oranges and the pale blues merge together, before he turns back to his bed.
Careful not to disturb Inej, he carefully pries the bottle from her hand and places it on his desk, before settling into the bed next to her. She rearranges herself in her sleep, shuffling to give him more room and placing her head on his chest.
Kaz takes a deep breath, comforted by her soft breaths against his neck, and he finally allows himself to get whatever rest he can.
tag list (ask to be added or removed!):
@hrtbreakprincess / @tooindecisivetopickaurl / @kazcoded / @saltyfortunes
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caswlw · 3 years
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it’s time for a url change since. i forgot earlier ig
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sarahbela -> @chadskey
belasarah -> @buckskey
belajess -> @milksend
@rocksalts @youchangedme @sunforgrace @samdyke @castiellesbian @billygibson @biggersons @woobification @angeltiddies @procrastinatingbisexual @deancaswlw @glittercas @nonbinarycas @heller-stacey-abrams @cvrsedseraph @belacoded @nikadd @s13dean @disableddean @mochadean @bloodfreakboyking @onrainynights @4x01 @kazcoded @wapjackles
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beesweatercas · 3 years
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hey besties I'm changing my url again! thank you to @crowcanes for releasing it <3
hi-hellerz ---> omitteddean ---> kaiacoded
tagging mutuals below the cut :)
@a-really-tired-really-gay-bitch @bisaster-energy @bowie-boy @bugswillbetransboys @casloml @casthyelle @evermorecastiel @fanfic-corner @floral-cas @goosegremlin @heller-jensen @holytrinitysstuff @https-castiel @iambi-thilla-meena @jessie-michael @legless-fish-on-rollerskates @maxguevra @mishavacado @plantdadcas @rainbowscas @save-the-sloths @scrapy-ghost @supernaturalfinale @swallow-carrying-a-coconut @thecwsniper @the-jelliphish @kazcoded @well-hey-there
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livinginmybasement · 1 year
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can’t explain it but this is so kazcoded
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fanfic-corner · 3 years
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The Lives Of My Saints
there are many people who I meet or interact with who mean a lot to me, even if we've never spoken in person. I may not know your real name or what you look like, but you're still my friend. I think a lot of my life is made up of the people who reside in it (no matter how far away you are), so I've started a small series in the style of Leigh Bardugo's 'Lives of Saints' to honour all of you.
that being said, happy birthday, @kazcoded.
SANKTA TEA, PATRON SAINT OF INSPIRATION AND THIEVES
In the summers of a town whose name has been lost to time, a festival was held every year. The villagers would string up paper lanterns and share their food, and there would be smiles and music into the early hours of the morning, everyone happy to come together and share a pleasant evening with each other.
Over the years, however, the festival began to grow smaller and smaller. The villagers no longer wanted to share their food and joy, and the paper lanterns were no longer hung from the crumbling buildings and rusted lamp posts. With every passing year, joy was slowly becoming a rare commodity; the villagers were more interested in their own gain, at the cost of everyone else’s happiness.
In the village, there lived a young girl by the name of Tea. She had only been a child when the last proper festival had been held, but that didn’t stop her from dreaming of the fun she had had and the happiness she had felt. One day, a week before the day of the festival, she made an important decision.
That week, she sacrificed her sleep in the pursuit of that joy she had felt as a child. She spent her nights creeping in and out of people’s homes, taking just enough so that they would not notice what they were missing, and her days dreaming of what might happen to her. For once, she found she didn’t care about the town’s laws. She feared no punishment for her sins; no man nor God could fault a person who only wished for happiness. All that mattered to her was the sense of joy and excitement that she was sure she could bring back to the villagers, no matter the cost.
The night before the holiday, she gathered the supplies that she had pilfered from every house in the town and set to work. When the villagers awoke in the morning, ready to do their endless dance of chores and work and sleep, they were greeted with a sight that they had not seen in years. From each balcony dangled the colourful paper lanterns of their childhood, and if one was to follow them, they would find a grand table in the town square, laden with every kind of food that one could imagine.
For the first time in a long time, the villagers swapped their frowns for smiles, as they remembered those happy childhood memories from so long ago. Tea emerged from her house with the rest of them, the awe on her face not from the miracle of the festival, but from the joy that floated in the air. The walls echoed with laughter and song and the air was rich with the smell of chocolate and fine meats and wine, as each person rushed back into their homes to contribute something to the feast.
As the evening went on, the town only got happier and happier. No one questioned the miracle that had brought everyone together - no person or child was concentrating on any crime that may have been committed, but instead on the foreign feelings that bubbled in their gut and exploded into grins on their face.
Tea looked from her seat at the head of the table, a wide smile on her face, and she watched as a young child stood on a balcony above everyone, singing a beautiful song of freedom and delight. This was what she had worked so hard for. This was the festival of her childhood.
She is the patron saint of inspiration and thieves, and it is customary to leave a setting at the table of any celebration for the girl who brings joy to those with none.
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star-boxer · 2 years
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Shout out to @kazcoded and @y3ssiii for always liking all the shit I reblog. I love you 💕
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chaosnatural · 3 years
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casloml -> s13dean
like many others, i wanted to do an acc change for this month so i’ll be trying this look out <3
just letting a some of y’all know below the cut <3
@transdean @belasarah @https-castiel @heller-stacey-abrams @nonbinarycas @12x23 @acklesy @phoebenatural @misha-moose-dean-burger-lover @pinkfloydguy @kazcoded @crobby @makomorie @seffersonjtarship @14x04 @moonlightdeancas @evermorecastiel
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linaraiscorner · 3 years
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Fuck it, for the ask thing
1 (URL origin), 14 (have you ever had a fight w/ another blog) and 18 (which mutual do you think is the most famous)
If you're cool with these obvs
hm.
1 - ok so my main blog is fanfic-corner so i lifted the corner bit from that, lina is my ~online alias so i dont get murdered~ and rai is my middle name
14 - no BUT i did just unfollow someone for being panphobic and i'm kinda sad :( also i witnessed the entire princesshamlet thing and it was the best kind of dumpster fire
18 - uh. i had to look at a list of mutuals for this... i may be biased but i think @kazcoded has the air of an evil mastermind speaking to a large crowd of minions
anyway thx for asking <3
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linasinjail · 3 years
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hello i'm @linaraiscorner i swear i'm just in jail please still talk to me i'm going insane <3
@exmintha @kazcoded @belacoded @cryptkai @heavenknowsffs @gallifreyanwriter @interrogatethecat @priceydirt
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