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killercoffeeaddict​:

Hi y’all, just a note, I’ll be archiving this blog in the near future, but you can find Inej over @intcashes which is my multimuse!

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killercoffeeaddict​:

Hi y’all, just a note, I’ll be archiving this blog in the near future, but you can find Inej over @intcashes which is my multimuse!

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translatinghearts​:

not for the first time since per haskell declared this plan of marrying off his ward and lieutenant to the daughter of another gang leader, kaz questioned why he hadn’t taken over already. but then he dismissed the thought just as quickly. no, it wasn’t time to do that, not if he wanted to achieve his ultimate goal still.

the smell of smoke combined with the all-too-familiar hint of rain on the air entered his attic room and kaz forced himself to not look up at his favorite spy. “wraith.” a simple greeting, that told nothing of how he yearned for her to call him by his actual name. or at the very least, kaz.

but no, he couldn’t do that, not if he was going to play the role he had to play for other schemes to succeed. so instead, the young man scowled at the papers before him. “i should’ve expected that.” van eck was slippery, that was for certain. “perhaps we will have to pay a visit to mr. hendriks… jes seems to have a soft spot for him, he might help us.”

her next question hurt, and finally, forced his gaze to settle on hers. praying to a god he no longer believed in that she couldn’t see how it stung to shrug it off. “slowly, as necessary. it seems that her father and per haskell cannot see eye to eye on location of the reception.”

Wraith, he called her. It was preferable to the all too formal Miss Ghafa as they danced around the intimacy of first names. It was wrong to call him Kaz. He was getting married to another woman. ( Imogen probably called him Kaz. ) She perched on the window sill and heard the clatter of the carriage far below.

“ He might have moved any incriminating documents. The safe looked recently disturbed. “ The lock had been tricky to pick and she was no expert. Her fingers did not have the same deftness as her feet. The job had been shoddy, but there was little they could do about it now. “ And until then? “

And there it was. And until then? If there was no new place to search, no new scheme to tie together, then those would be long days apart when their time felt so short. Inej scolded herself for being foolish and had to remind herself for the thousandth time that it didn’t matter. She caught herself watching his profile and their eyes met. Her heart offered a few extra beats.

The answer hurt as much as her question had. It was the kind of barb intended to remind her that untangling him from the engagement was a long shot. There were other pieces on the board. “ And what do you think for a location? “ It strayed close to where would you get married, if this was a choice? She glanced out the window to avoid the heat of his gaze and prayed that he couldn’t read where her question led.

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@translatinghearts // had an idea for angst based on my fave halloween movie so here

She slips in through the window, unladylike grace, but the grace of something wild. She would make a poor bride. Far below, Imogen is escorted home and Inej lets her arrow falter, her heart that pauses to absorb the blow. It isn’t precisely jealousy, maybe a close relative.

There’s no need to announce her presence, though Kaz has yet to look up from his work. “ Mr. Brekker, “ she says and shuts the window behind her. “ Mr. Van Eck’s study had nothing of value about the deal or his personal life. Is there another place I should look? “ 

They’re running out of options and time is ticking. Soon, Kaz Brekker will be married to a nice girl and she will have no choice but to vanish, as she always does, into the shadows. Soon, they will swallow her and she will no longer find herself in Kaz’s study during late nights and pre-dawn hours. Soon, she will not be a part of his life.

“ How are the wedding preparations coming along? “

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casually drops off a cup of coffee. "they gave me extra." a lie, kaz ordered it especially for her. "figured you could use it."

@translatinghearts // knows my personal love language is coffee

She takes a sip. “ Did they give you the extra whipped cream too? “ There’s no way it was an extra, it’s made perfectly, just the way she likes it. She offers him a soft smile. “ Thank you, Kaz. “

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        He was supposed to be safe in Ravka. Her fingers clench the page that has been lain on her bed in the Slat, waiting for her to return from the sea. There’s three pages but only one that matters, written in Nina’s hand. Kuwei died, I’m so sorry, Inej. 

       Inej had only seen him a few weeks ago, alive and well waiting on the edge of the docks as her ship returned to sea. He had been breathing, a smile on his face, heart beating. He had been alive and that was what tore at her heart and soul because she wasn’t there for him when he need her the most. Someone recognized him and killed him to prevent the spread of parem.

     The letter is stained with her tears and she slowly rises and begins to rummage through her closet until she finds it. His sweater almost fits her and she pulls it over her head, face buried into the fabric as she inhales, the faintest whiff of Kuwei just under the scent of the sea. But she can still smell his scent and it’s her only connection to her best friend.

    She closes her eyes, tears spilling down her cheeks and blotting the fabric of his sweater, and remembers his face. She remembers his hair, black as crows, that she used to play with. She remembers the feel of his arms around her as they embrace, the only place that feels warm and safe. She remembers hours and hours of conversations and sometimes just sitting there in silence because they didn’t need words to communicate. She remembers his laugh and the way he looked at her and would sigh and ask what had happened with Kaz this time.

    And when her eyes open, she remembers that she won’t ever feel his hair beneath her fingers again, and she won’t feel safe in his arms, and they won’t talk and whisper other’s secrets over waffles. She remembers that he’s gone and her Saints stole from her someone who had taken a piece of her heart. 

      She leaves tomorrow, not because she cares about parem and what will happen to his experiments in finding a cure, but because she will be there for him. It is a thousand times too late, but she will be there to mourn him. The others in Ravka see a dead asset, but she sees a dead boy, a best friend, someone she loved and Inej will not allow him to pass from this world to the next surrounded only by people who don’t see him as a person. No mourners, no funerals. ( He will not go unmourned. )

    She wants to scream so the world can know of her pain and instead she burrows further into his sweater and cries surrounded by silence. “ I’m so sorry, Kuwei, “ she whispers into the fabric. “ I’m sorry I left. I’m sorry you died alone. I’m sorry I wasn’t there when you needed me the most. “ And that’s the thought that haunts her through the night and to the dawn.

    He was supposed to be safe in Ravka.

     She should be crying. Instead, Inej stands over the brother she barely knew, eyes dry with barely a pang in her heart. She should be upset because this is loss of family, of her own blood, and Inej admits that there is a hole in her life. Not for the boy that lies dead before her, but the brother she had never known and the brother she had wanted to understand.

      There were so many things she wished she had gotten to say, a million more that she wished she had learned. Disagreements or not, mistrust or not, they were still family. And she mourns that, the family she longs for because hers is lost. But she is unable to mourn the dead boy, her dead brother. 

     Was he really her brother if she never knew him? She isn’t sure what to think or even what to feel, so she places the flower beside his body and vanishes into the shadows. There’s nothing left for her here.

   She thought that going back would save them. She thought that submitting herself once more to the Queen would mean that her friends would live and they would win the war. She had been so willing to give up everything that mattered most to her, her friends, her life, and her freedom would be enough that she would not have to suffer losing them.

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The Real Trouble Is Where The FUCK Are My Icons???

[skellsmemes]

Seduction Starters

A mix of actions that focus on the seduction/pinning. Inspiration taken from an array of different memes to put them all together in this one. Feel free to mix prompts to make more specific ones or if reverse them.

send in one of these for my muse’s (RECEIVER) reaction to your muse (SENDER) …

( DOOR ) opening the door for mine to pass.

( STARE ) longingly staring at mine from across the room.

( WATCH ) watching mine while drinking their beverage.

( TOUCH ) “accidentally” briefly touching mine. (example: brief hand touch, knee under the table)

( HOLD ) holding mine’s hand.

( HAND ) kissing mine’s hand.

( GIFT ) giving mine a gift. (example: flowers, jewellery)

( FLOWER ) putting a flower in mine’s hair.

( LETTER ) sending mine a love letter.

( LOCK ) offering my muse a lock of their hair.

( LEAN ) leaning against mine’s side.

( FIX ) fixing or straightening my mine’s clothes.

( DANCE ) leaning in closer while they are slow dancing with mine.

( COMPLIMENT ) complimenting mine.

( STAR ) staring at mine instead of the stares while stargazing.

( PLAY ) playing with mine’s hair.

( BRUSH ) brushing mine’s hair.

( LIP ) biting or licking their lower lip.

( SING ) singing to mine.

( GRAZE ) grazing mine’s shoulders with their fingers.

( BECKON ) beckoning to follow them.

( SLIDE ) sliding down their hand down mine’s back.

( CHIN ) grabbing mine’s chin.

( SILENCE ) silencing mine’s by pressing their finger on mine’s lips.

( PUSH ) pushing against the wall. (example: rough or soft pushing against wall)

( SIT ) sitting on their lap.

( HIP ) pulling mine by the hips.

( FACE ) stroking mine’s face.

( HOVER ) hovering their lips over mine’s.

( NECK ) kissing mine’s neck.

( GRIP ) holding mine by the back of the neck.

( SURPRISE ) being found without an article of clothing (example: being found shirtless)

( SECRET ) arriving where they both agreed to meet in secret in the dead of night.

[vaememes]

CORPSE   BRIDE   SENTENCE   STARTERS .

‘   pardon my enthusiasm.   ‘

‘   i like your enthusiasm.   ‘

‘   i was betrothed, once along time ago but tragedy bestowed my love.‘

‘   everything will go as planned.  ‘

‘   she/he/they will marry.  ‘

‘   no. i’m telling the truth. ‘

‘   [name] needs my help.   ‘

‘   she’s/he’s married a corpse.   ‘

‘   with this hand…I will take your wine…no…  ‘

‘   [name] married a dead woman!   ‘

‘   what a story it is. a tragic tale of romance, passion, and murder most foul.  ‘

‘   there’s an eye in me soup.  ‘

‘   die, die. we all pass away.  ‘

‘   don’t wear a frown ‘cause it’s really okay.  ‘

‘   you might and pray, but we all end up the remains of the day.  ‘

‘   you’re married to me! she’s/he’s/they’re the other woman/man/person!  ‘

‘   if i hadn’t just been sitting in it, i’d say you’ve lost your mind. ‘

‘   i spent so long in the darkness….i’d almost forgotten how beautiful the moonlight is! ‘

‘   what if….what if [name] and i don’t….like each other? ‘

‘   as if that has anything to do with marriage. ‘

‘   do you suppose your father/mother and i “like” each other?   ‘

‘   there’ll be a wedding after all.  ‘

‘   you cannot make me do this!  ‘

‘   please, i beg of you! there must be another way!  ‘

‘   we shall be forced penniless into the street.  ‘

‘   i’m so happy to see you! here, come by the fire. where have you been? ‘

‘   i….i…oh, dear.   ‘

‘   i s-s… i seem to find myself married.  ‘

‘   my darling, i just wanted to meet…..darling! who’s this? ‘

‘   wait, you don’t understand. ‘

‘   i never thought I’d see you again… ‘

‘   we’re going to take whatever money we can and get out of here.  ‘

‘   your dowry. it’s my right!  ‘

‘   it’s my marriage to you that will save them from the poorhouse.   ‘

‘   you’re lying. it isn’t true. tell me that you’re lying!!  ‘

‘   well, perhaps in disappointment we are perfectly matched!  ‘

‘   it’s a beautiful day! ‘

‘   a rehearsal, my dear, to be perfectly clear. ’

‘   always the bridesmaid, never the bride!   ‘

‘   tell me my dear, can a heart still break once it’s stopped beating?  ‘

‘   my dreams were taken from me. ‘

‘   but now - now i’ve stolen them from someone else. ‘

‘   i love you, [name], but you are not mine.  ‘

‘   isn’t the view beautiful? it takes my breath away. ‘

‘   it takes my breath away. well, it would if i had any.‘

‘   don’t you understand? you’re the other woman/man.  ‘

‘   you should know it’s unexpected!  ‘

‘   you shall marry [name] tomorrow. ‘

‘   i….felt i should be with you always ‘

‘   i should be with you always, and that our wedding could not come soon enough! ‘

‘   i confess. this morning i was…terrified of marriage.  ‘

‘   i was…terrified of marriage.  ‘

‘   if i touch a burning candle, i can feel no pain.  ‘

‘   in the ice or in the sun, it’s all the same. ‘

‘   yet i feel my heart is aching. though it doesn’t beat, it’s breaking.  ‘

‘   the pain here that i feel, try and tell me it’s not real. ‘

‘   i know that i died, yet it seems that i still have some tears to shed.  ‘

‘   i still have some tears to shed.  ‘

‘   with this hand i will lift your sorrows.  ‘

‘   with this candle, i will light your way into darkness. ‘  

‘   with this ring, i ask you to be mine.  ‘

‘   i’ll strangle him/her with my bare hands!  ‘

‘   i’m sure he’ll/she’ll be back shortly. he’s/she’s terrified of the dark. ‘

‘   i am terribly sorry about what’s happened to you and i would like to help.  ‘

‘   since i was a child, i’ve dreamt of my wedding day.  ‘

‘   you kept your promise. you set me free. now i can do the same for you.  ‘

‘   i made a promise.  ‘

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I am here, probably just to answer asks because my loving gc is sending me fluff after the day I had ( it’s not even over! ) Please, this is an open invitation to fill my askbox with fluff, i’ll be answering in between emails, several job applications, murder, and also homework!

[zkac-deactivated20200610]

thanks disney!! reminder that corporations do not give a fuck about you!

[cazad0ra]

No alternative housing is being provided for the workers affected and many of the people kicked out had just arrived on the 9th for their college program. Also flights home are out of pocket for all affected.

[brekkingin]

Look, it me!

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killercoffeeaddict‌:

Hi all! Due to a busy schedule, such as working two jobs, and life stuff, I’m not really on tumblr for rp anymore. Please feel free to message me if you’d like my Discord or other social media to stay in touch!  (I also tend to use Discord for rp.)

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unlikelyescapes‌:

Well. It is her job to know everything.

“Still negotiating, but it’s on the table,” Kaz says carefully. There’s still time to heed his hunch that this is a bad idea, and he’d rather avoid any But you promised! whinging later. “He’s been telling me you’d approve. Any truth to that?”

Translation: Wylan will be getting a dog. “ A dog would be a good idea, don’t you think? “ She cocks a brow and lets the beginning of a smile steal over her lips. “ It could make a good ruse or distraction. “

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vcnsunshine‌:

“Yes!” Excited blue eyes, the bounce of curls as his head whips between Inej and Kaz. “Dogs are great!”

“ Tell Kaz that a dog would make a good distraction or a ruse. “ Her dark eyes gleam as she leans in to whisper the advice to Wylan. 

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vcnsunshine‌:

“I hope so! Are you on my side, Inej? Please be on my side.”

“ I don’t take sides. ” She’s officially picked Wylan’s side. “ But a dog isn’t a bad idea. “

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@unlikelyescapes // @vcnsunshine

“I hear Wylan’s getting a dog?”

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I know the queues ran out, I just have a lot going on in regards to class. I’ll probably get it back up and  running in a few days!