* DIRTYHANDS.

[builtmyth]

kaz brekker didn’t need a reason.   independent, private, & selective kaz brekker from leigh bardugo’s six of crows / crooked kingdom duology. extremely slow & super low activity, canon compliant, and predominantly book based with show & headcanon influences. written by juli (she/her, 28).   icon art.

this blog is perpetually on a semi-hiatus. don’t expect replies consistently, or even for me to be on the dash a lot   ( especially during the week ).   i will get to replies when/if i have muse, which may be three hours or three months later. mutuals may ask for my discord because i’m a lot more active on there!

[builtmyth]

[builtmyth]

🧍🏻‍♀️

[ohisms]

↪  𝑸𝑼𝑬𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑴𝑰𝑵𝑫𝑺 .   (  a  collection  of  100+ question prompts .   adjust  phrasing  as  necessary . )

you’re leaving ?

can you shut up ?

are you  [ name ] ?

who am i to you ?

why should i care ?

can i come inside ?

did i do something ?

you don’t trust me ?

can we make a deal ?

are you lying to me ?

are you free tonight ?

are we going to die ?

can i come with you ?

can we call it even ?

you stay here , okay ?

you think i’m stupid ?

can you stitch me up ?

are you doing alright ?

is that … my shirt ?

who takes care of you ?

have you seen yourself ?

what took you so long ?

can’t you see i’m busy ?

who do you think i am ?

why are you helping me ?

are you happy with him ?

are we having a moment ?

are you listening to me ?

how are you so arrogant ?

how did you afford this ?

what are you doing here ?

is this all in my head ?

why won’t you look at me ?

are you here to kill me ?

do you want some company ?

are you from around here ?

do you need to lie down ?

are we on the same page ?

why didn’t you defend me ?

are you sure you’re ready ?

where is this coming from ?

where were you last night ?

you wanted to talk to me ?

will you PLEASE be quiet ?!

what was i supposed to do ?

why do you look so guilty ?

[ name ]  …  truth or dare ?

why did you bring me here ?

are you looking for someone ?

since when does that matter ?

why do you put up with me ?

THIS is your breaking point ?

what can i say to fix this ?

do you think i deserve this ?

hey ,  hey ,  are you with me ?

why are you leaving so soon ?

what do you get out of this ?

[ name ] ,  what have you done ?

do you have a minute to talk ?

did you ever actually love me ?

do you need somewhere to stay ?

why don’t you ever listen to me ?

do you hear yourself right now ?

you knew & you didn’t tell me ?

do you want something to drink ?

when did you know you loved me ?

when was the last time you ate ?

what’s your favorite scary movie ?

do you want to get out of here ?

why is this so important to you ?

can i at least buy you a drink ?

how can you think this is funny ?

are you sure you’re up for this ?

are you trying to start something ?

what are we supposed to do now ?

can we at least try to be civil ?

why won’t you just leave me alone ?

are you thinking what i’m thinking ?

why are you so concerned about me ?

why can’t you just stay out of it ?

you’re not bailing on me , are you ?

how long have you been lying to me ?

can you keep your eyes open for me ?

how long have things been like this ?

why is this suddenly such a problem ?

what ,  am i supposed to be impressed ?

do you ever wish you could run away ?

you’re going to believe them over me ?

why are you looking at me like that ?

why can’t you just tell me the truth ?

why can’t you ever take responsibility ?

what can i do to make it up to you ?

can we put this whole thing behind us ?

i’m coming to get you , where are you ?

can you stay ? just for a little while ?

why won’t you let me be here for you ?

when are you going to forgive yourself ?

is that what your nightmares are about ?

what kind of person does this make me ?

where are we supposed to go from here ?

are you TRYING to get yourself killed ?!

why can’t we just talk like we used to ?

why do these things always happen to me ?

how long has it been since you’ve slept ?

can’t we just enjoy the moment for once ?

why can’t you ever stand up for yourself ?

why haven’t you been answering your phone ?

what was i supposed to do ,  let you die ?

can you just listen and do as i say for once ?

what do you mean ,  you’re not coming back ?

can you see how many fingers i’m holding up ?

you’d tell me if something was wrong ,  right ?

where do you go when you space out like that ?

you were going to leave without saying goodbye ?

you’ll stand by my side no matter what ,  right ?

what kind of mess have you gotten yourself into ?

i need you to sit up ,  can you do that for me ?

if you have nothing to hide ,  what’s the problem ?

you really don’t care about any of this ,  do you ?

can you just tell me everything’s going to be okay ?

you know we’re gonna have to talk about this eventually ,  right ?

[builtmyth]

not me missing this blog fr

[builtmyth]

if ur gonna repost my graphics at least repost the prettier ones damn

[builtmyth]

[tothechaos]

acts of service bitches when someone doesn't Need Something from them but wants them around anyways and they have to think about the fact that they could possibly be wanted for who they Are rather than what they can Do

[builtmyth]

@heartvalor​​     :     ❝   i don’t see how that’s a party.   ❞

the smile that played on his lips was thin, barely a lift of the corner, gone just as quick as it had flickered across his features as his favoured and inscrutable expression once again returned. gloved hands are clasped over the top of his cane, thumb brushing over the top of the crow’s beak as he surveyed the courtyard beneath them.       ❝   then perhaps you are not as observant as i thought you to be.   ❞       he spared one more glance at the unsuspecting marks wondering the grounds below, and as he turned to face nina, one hand reached into the pocket of his coat to pull out the pocket watch that never strayed far from him.

in the silence that fell between them, the sound of the hands ticking across the clock’s face was almost deafening, and just as the clock struck three bells, there was a deafening sound from the east. almost immediately, kaz’s lips pulled into a smile again, though this one was more akin to a wolfish grin. sliding the watch back into his pocket, he gestured to the crowd with a jerk of his chin.       ❝   that would be our cue.   ❞

[aslowmotionlovepotion]

midnight you come and pick me up no headlights…i want your midnights…pacing the rocks staring out at the midnight sea…from the dress i wore at midnight…meet me at midnight…

[builtmyth]

the harbour is quiet this time of day. the sun is still peeking through the horizon, as if hesitant to rise any higher. the only movement comes from berth twenty-two, as members of the wraith’s crew prepare for her maiden voyage. kaz stands at the edge of the dock, close enough to hear specht bellowing orders above him, but far enough away that to a passerby, it would seem as if dirtyhands was just enjoying the sunrise, which, kaz supposes, wouldn’t be too far from the truth.

he doesn’t so much as flinch when   @wraithstill   appears beside him. the only acknowledgement he offers her presence is a subtle glance sideways before he returns it back to the ocean. the silence that falls between them is almost comforting   ( it always has been ),   but kaz knows she hasn’t come down just to stand in silence.       ❝   what is it, inej?   ❞

he notices every movement she makes, no matter how minute. curiosity gets the better of him, and he turns to face her, the question repeating on his features.

❝   what was it you were going to say that night at the ice court? after i returned your gloves. i never did let you finish   . . .   ❞

the ice court.   kaz blinks once, like somehow that act will make her change the question. it doesn’t, of course, and he though his lips part, not a single sound escapes him. he should answer her. after all, she will leave this wretched city behind soon, and though she had told him she wasn’t done with ketterdam, he doesn’t believe her. she is too good for this crooked kingdom of his, and it would do them both some good if she realised that herself.

but the answer doesn’t come. instead, kaz only turns his attention back to the ocean. from the corner of his eye, he sees her parents standing at the deck of the wraith, her father’s arm around her mother’s frame as the sun rises in front of them.       ❝   it doesn’t matter.   ❞       his voice cuts through the silence like the knives that are strapped onto her body, and tightens his grip on his cane.       ❝   you should go, before specht decides to take over and sail off without you.   ❞

[starwarsrebels]

I bet it never, ever occurred to you that I can’t say hello to you, and risk another goodbye.

[builtmyth]

the opulence of the palace does not fall on blind eyes, with its grand paintings that line the walls and the jewels that are draped over the necks and wrists of the most affluent of the country. to most of the party attendees, the arrival of dirtyhands is an unwanted one, with everyone turning their noses in the air and shuffling quickly away when they saw him approaching. it doesn’t bother kaz   —   in fact, if he were a man of speeches, he might hold a champagne flute up in the air to thank them for leaving him to his own devices.

he’s standing in the gallery room, one hand firmly clasped on the crow head of his cane while the other pinches the stem of his empty champagne glass. he takes in the paintings with far more interest than most of the other guests that are spread out across the room, and it’s almost flattering the way the guards seem to follow his every movement. as if they would be able to stop the infamous kaz brekker from stealing a painting if he wanted to. 

the sound of heels against the tiled floors does not make him tear his eyes away from the painting he stands in front of, nor does his attention waver when he hears the familiar voice of @fallsurvived.

❝   i  strongly  encourage  you  to  return  that.   ❞

her words do the trick for him to turn his head to the side. features pull into one of innocence, brows drawing together in confusion as he looks at her   —   and maybe, if he pulled this expression on anyone but zoya nazyalensky, they might’ve bought his act.       ❝   do you still think so little of me to think i’d steal something when i was invited as an esteemed guest?   ❞       except his name was nowhere on the invitation   —   the envelope was addressed to captain inej ghafa, as was the letter of invitation. he was only here to accompany her over the long journey from kerch to ravka.       ❝   and really, why would i spare time and resources trying to steal anything when we have equally as fine glassware back in ketterdam?  ❞

he twirls the champagne flute noncommittally, eyebrow arched as he watches her through the clear glass. clearly, she still didn’t know him that well   —   the palace was cased months ago, and there was already a bag full of jewels sitting at the bottom of his trunk back in the hotel, just waiting for the right buyers back home.

[builtmyth]

@wraithstill     :     ❝   i  brought  a  knife  to  a  gun  fight.   ❞

the smile that curves upon his lips is a little thing, barely a lift in the corner, and it disappears just as quickly as it appears, leaving him with a look that matches the persona he wears. if one knew what to look for in that fleeting crack in his armour, they would see a semblance of amusement. he gives her a once over, blue eyes searching for any signs that her choice of weaponry proved to be insufficient in a fight, and when he finds not even a single tear in the fabric of her shirt, his attention drops to the papers in front of him. 

there is a moment of silence that passes as he studies the numbers written in his own handwriting, stark black against the yellowed parchment. the window is still wide open for her departure behind her, allowing the sounds of the streets beneath to echo in the attic that acts as both his bedroom and his office. when he doesn’t hear the telltale signs of her leave, kaz’s hand stops gliding across the paper and he looks back up at her.       ❝   was there something else you wanted to say, wraith?   ❞       the question is void of his usual bite, and he places the pen on the makeshift table before leaning back against his chair.       ❝   if you are looking for some kind of congratulations or a pat on the back, you might be better off seeking out jesper.   ❞       a beat, long enough for him to gesture to the window with a jerk of his chin.       ❝   i would suggest you work on your climbing, too. i could hear you from miles away.   ❞

[niamhmccormack]

#same ship different font

[noorasaertre]

Kaz Brekker + Inej’s smile/laugh

[builtmyth]

he hates this. he hates this with every fibre of his body. every second that the dialling tone echoes in his ear, kaz considers pressing the bright red button to end the call. when he pulls the phone away from his ear, the button taunts him, and though he finger hovers over it, it never touches the screen. so the phone rings, and rings, and rings. he can’t even fault her for ignoring his call   —   if the roles were reversed, kaz would’ve done the same. but as much as he hates this, he hates losing more.

so he persists. another ring, and then it’s silence, and kaz half expects her to hang up on him. instead,   @fallsurvived‘s   voice cuts through the quiet. despite his annoyance at the situation, her own is enough to make the corner of his lip quirk upwards. good, she hates this as much as he does.       ❝   calling  me  now ?   ❞

kaz is certain she can hear his eye roll across the true sea.       ❝   don’t flatter yourself, this isn’t a social call.   ❞       but it was, sort of.       ❝   remember that favour you owe me? i’m calling to cash it in.   ❞