My SOC Fics: Full List
(fully updated as of March '24)
the queen's lady (post CK, 14k oneshot, no ROW or show spoilers. platonic kaz&jesper and kaz&wylan, minor kanej at the end)
on the 10 year anniversary of the Queen's Lady Plague, the Holy Ghezen Health Institute aim to erect a memorial for the victims, but they struggle to find the funds. Kaz is selfish in a selfless way. He also commits a major robbery along the way, and thanks to some sleuthing from wylan, jesper finds out who jordie is.
or was.
twin skeletons (post CK, 11k oneshot, no ROW or show spoilers. kanej)
Kaz gets wind of a planned ambush. With precisely zero good grace, he goes to help Inej and her crew. In Lij. He's about as happy about it as her crew are; which is to say, not happy at all.
zentzbridge (post CK, 3k oneshot, no ROW or show spoilers. kanej)
Inej leaves. Kaz waits for her. It should be as simple as that, but it's not, really. There's religion and superstition and criminal sensibilities to muddy the waters.
Plus, the Ketterdam weather really is terrible.
(based on the 'Kaz managed to endure it all the way past the iron railings of Zentzbridge, the grating covered in little bits of rope tied in elaborate knots, sailors’ prayers for safe return from sea. Superstitious rot.' quote from SOC)
so, what fates do we share? (post CK, 7k oneshot, no ROW or show spoilers. heavy on the kaz&wylan dynamic and parallels, with side kanej and wesper. please note the warnings for canon-typical violence and frequent references to jan van eck's abusive parenting)
on the day of his father's trial, kaz hounds wylan into admitting something he'd avoided. they all deal with the consequences. some better than others.
An Investigative Report Into The Matter Concerning Whether Or Not Mister Kaz Brekker– Murderer, Conman, Bastard of the Barrel– Is In Possession of a Heart. (post CK, 9k oneshot, some kaz/inej, platonic kaz&nina and nina&jesper. no spoilers except for CK!)
a well-meaning but deeply misguided university student ventures into the barrel, with the task of proving to the masses that the dregs are, despite everything, still only human. even kaz. kaz is not best impressed.
a family pulled up from a flood (post CK, 13k oneshot, kaz/inej wedding fic, canon compliant I think)
Nina finally came to herself and burst out into the aisle to confront Kaz, indignant. “You said we were needed for a job at a wedding!” “You are,” said Kaz briskly, taking the ledger from Rotty and flipping through it. “I thought we’d be robbing some mercher event! Doing a real job!” “That’s your folly. Besides, I haven’t told you what you have to do, yet.” “This is your wedding!" Kaz looked blankly at her. “Did I say it wasn’t?” -- it's a fine day in ketterdam when two monsters are wed.
i never told you what i do for a living (post CK, 22k oneshot, jordie lives fic. kaz&jordie, side kaz/inej and kaz&jesper)
“Before what?” demanded Jordie. Inej’s gaze bored into them, for a moment. Finally, she said: “Before I try to convince Kaz that you’re not imposters, that he should have strangled and thrown into the harbour.” Jordie’s neck prickled, thinking of the hard-eyed stare in the Crow Club. “I’ve been in enough harbours for one lifetime, thank you.” he said. He was rewarded with a very faint smile. “…you’re not as dissimilar as he’d like, you know.” -- besting impossible odds is apparently a genetic trait, because jordie is definitely not as dead as kaz thought. or dead at all.
west coast smoker (pre-canon, 5k oneshot, jesper&kaz, kaz cane origin)
"Don’t you want me to go downstairs or something? Shoot some cans in an alley?” “Any nub with a decent aim can do that,” said Kaz. “Besides, I need to be able to see you.” “What? You–” Jesper turned around and saw his elevated right leg, strapped into some kind of harsh metal brace over his trousers. “Woah. That’s new. What happened? You get your kneecap smashed, or something?” “I came off the roof of a bank and shattered my leg, and we still got away with thirty thousand kruge,” Kaz snapped. “Don’t lump me in with the sad sobs that get dragged outside the clubs and maimed. No one got the goddamn jump on me, alright?” “Alright!” said Jesper quickly. -- how kaz got his cane, and how jesper got his job... and his ill-fated crush.
guild me, build me (post-canon, 12k, oneshot, kaz&wylan, inej&jesper, kaz&jesper, kaz in the komedie brute fic)
Kaz was out of town when the Komedie Brute decided to have audacity in spades. Later, Wylan thought this was probably best. Giving the actors a grace period of about a week without having to worry about the presence of Kaz was probably a good thing. The real Kaz, that was. -- (The Komedie Brute, Ketterdam’s favourite theatrical troupe, opens this year’s season with the addition of a new character to their lineup… starting this Ghezen’s Day, come to the staves to see Ketterdam’s very own urban legend– Dirtyhands, the Bastard of the Barrel!)
what the water gave me (tidemaker!kaz au, post-canon, canon divergence, 3-parter kaz&nina, kaz/inej, kaz&jesper)
In time, he almost forgot what he had once been able to do. Water was his most ardent foe, not an ally. Water was the bodymen’s boats, Reaper’s Barge, and Jordie’s corpse. The water had given, and could give him, nothing that he wanted. It would make no bargain with him that could be worth it– so he would not try. He eked out his fortune and his revenge with every bloody punch and petty swindle and broken bone. He ignored the hiss and slap of the filthy water in the canals that wended through the city, the roar of the waves at the harbour that smashed boats to pieces, the sinuous curl of the mist on wet nights that got you jumped if you weren’t paying close enough attention. The Ketterdam water had a touch of the mocking about it– a determination to be as awful and monstrous and polluted as he was. But Kaz didn’t need a reminder of what he’d become. The water had his brother; it would not have him, too. --- Assuming Kaz was a Tidemaker; what, then?
when existence or when hope is gone (regency / jane austen au, 27k oneshot, kanej w side wesper and helnik)
“And have you made this entire call without once vexing or offending poor Miss Ghafa?” Captain Rietveld looked coolly at him. Inej bent her head over her sewing to hide her smiling, since she was not sure she would not laugh outright. She had not thought that Wylan would deliberately provoke the Captain, but perhaps his deference to his father did not reach anyone else. “I am sure that is not for me to decide,” said the Captain, “But I own I have been perfectly well behaved.” “Does he lie, Miss Ghafa?” “No— he has been quite tolerable company,” said Inej. “If not quite a perfect gentleman.” “You wound me, Miss Ghafa.” “I suspect I do not, Captain.”
a world alone (kaz & jesper post-canon/post-CK, 21k oneshot, jesper goes back to university)
“If you’re here for something honest and respectable, I’ll eat my guns piecemeal,” said Jesper. He scrubbed his face. “How long have you been telling those poor girls about your sick mother in Oldendaal?” “It was Zierfoort, actually.” “I don’t care where it was! What are you doing?” “I thought I wasn’t supposed to involve you in my schemes anymore.” said Kaz petulantly, glancing in the mirror to rearrange his jacket. “Kaz, you playing the victim is about as natural as a flock of lime-green flamingos, so don’t bother,” said Jesper. “Is it a heist? A blackmail job? Gathering information?” “Who said it was just one thing?” said Kaz, straightening his cuffs with two brisk jerks. “This place is the playground for the children of the rich and prosperous, Jes. I could have a million reasons for being here. But since you’re here for reasons both honest and respectable, I can assure you I’ll stay out of your way–” --- (jesper goes back to university. kaz follows him... and trouble, as usual, follows both of them.)
spectre, how he laughs (wylan&nina canon-divergent au exploring what would have happened if kaz had died on the barge, oneshot, 6k)
“Oh, Wylan,” said Nina, peering through the half-open door of her room at the Sweet Shop. “Again?” “It’s not as if I do it on purpose,” Wylan muttered through his swelling lip. --- Kaz Rietveld lay down and died on the Reaper's Barge. ..and then?
bite the hand (the per haskell pov on kaz's rise to power that literally no one asked for. canon compliant oneshot, 5k, some gore wrt kaz's broken leg)
The kid in front of Haskell’s desk was hell to look at— a plague orphan, he could tell that much. His face and neck were still marred with the slightly reddish pits that the pox left behind, even months later, and he was gaunt with sickness and malnutrition, bones jutting hard and nasty. They’d have pinned him down as a weakling, before the plague. But that was before. Now, in the miserable, scraping afterwards, not only was he alive, but half the gambling halls and gangs on the Lid were desperate to have him— or so Seeger said, anyway. Haskell didn’t know why this kid wanted to be in the Dregs, when the Razorgulls were practically throwing cash at him, but he wasn’t going to count his chickens. Maybe he preferred crows to gulls. (the rise of dirtyhands, as witnessed by per haskell)
