After one year of Splash Sans being out there in the community, we have officially met it to my goal this year to meet: 200 followers! You guys made it possible and I am so happy that all of you had followed and joined along to learn more about my creations! ☺️
Meeting and collaborating with all of these other creators with their own Sans OC's & AU's had also made me realize how much bigger this community was and how I'm so happy to be a part of this community with everyone else. 🫂
And the events and stuff I had joined and had been involved with had been all amazing, including the polls! I never even thought Splash would make it to the final round! 😵💫
We've gone through a lot of changes too, especially with my art style and my art getting better and everything! ✏️
But over all of this, thank you all for joining this journey with me! I love all of the fanart I have received and I love all of you guys!! Thank you guys for bringing me the best year! ❤️
And I especially didn't forget about creators and mutuals I appreciate...
Dice created by @rainbowhongqi
Buddy, pal, the collaboration with Villain Splash and Dice is amazing and I'd love to see more stuff based on these two!!
And you are an amazing artist and I love all of your villain characters, SOOO amazing!! Thank you so much for everything!! <3
Pit created by @weirdghostcat
Your art is ABSOLUTELY BEAUTIFUL & AMAZING!! How you drew Splash is like a piece of perfection, they're one of my favorite fanart of all! (though every single one of my fan arts are my favorite). ✨
I also really love Pit, he seems like an awesome character and I would like to see more of this character and more lore!!
Mr. Villainous created by @matveytale
Mr. Villainous reminds me so much of a Disney Villain type. I can even imagine a Disney Villain Song for him as I'm typing this down!
I also loved all of your art you made for Splash, they're all so cute & wonderful!! Thank you so much!!! :3
Shade created by @cryzdust
Definitely not gonna forget about you! Fanart of Splash is absolutely amazing and I really love your art style!! Thank you so much for all of the fanart and everything, I love it so much! <3
Void created by @air-png
BOI, your the funniest & longest mutuals I have, reblogging Splash's birthday post 30 TIMES and making me question reality as my notifications go off so many times.
I also really love your cute art style and love how you drew Splash!! So cute!! And I wish you the very best and I thank you for everything! 💗
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And like I promised; to reveal Splash's Old Backstory Idea to embarrass myself!! 😳
(This is similar to Ink's backstory, and I still wished I never thought of this idea...It was stupid...)
Splash's Old Backstory:
"Years ago, before many Sanses were created, he was one of the newer ones. An AU, including Splash, was an idea that a creator had created, but never finished and abandoned it unfinished. Splash was really the only creation there, nothing more, in the empty white void. He had his soul, his personality, clothes, but he had no home, no people by his side, everything was just the white void. Splash would sit there, thinking of what to do as he did nothing.
Though one day, as he wandered though the empty white void, a pencil laid there and a note. Apparently, the creator had finally responded after years, other creators already made and finished, while he was still unfinished. The pencil contained abilities that he wasn't sure were inside, and picked up the note. The note shared that the creator had given this pencil as a small gift to give the character more light and let the character experience more than just the white void.
After Splash read the note, Splash was still mad at the creator for abandoning him, but at least he was given a gift, something he can do. After receiving the pencil, he'll realize how powerful it is as it contains many abilities inside one object, and he would use this power to explore different universes and become a secret protector of the Multiverse, hiding from everyone to make sure they didn't find out about his abilities..."
-> That is the old backstory idea that I had made a long time ago, but now it is not the backstory anymore due to how some keys of the Backstory relate a lot to Ink Sans in ways.
Anyhow, thank you all so much for everything! I hope all of you have an amazing rest of the year! ❤️
Follow up from the ending of the Possession Collection Post:
The Entity shows itself... for you.
The eldritch g0d has a preference for living vessels. If you had to choose between a box-simulator and an SMG-simulator, which would you choose?
Alrighty, here's the plan for the Possession Collection going forward!
Like the Entity said, there is 32 of you here.
I'm going to be drawing each of your characters one at a time, and depending on what you wrote for how they got possessed or any other information I have on them at hand, I'll try my best to show what they would likely do with your OCs body!
However, this is going to be a slow process. I wish I could get this done faster, but my sister wants an art piece from me as a birthday present, and let's just say that she has a tall order. Work on the Possession collection will be delayed, or at least slowed considerably as I work on her birthday present, and also take care of school. I have to admit, I am kind of intimidated and overwhelmed.
Rest assured, I will get to everyone! Otherwise, let my organs rot in my gut and my hair fall out and my teeth go blind.
I apologize that this will get delayed, so your patience is much much appreciated!
LORD HAVE MERCY 200 followers?! What the fuck?! Thank you so much for dealing with my weird ass. I never thought my cringe Resident Evil fic would introduce me to the internet's most loveable wierdos. Much love! ♡
200 Follower Special?!
Dad!Leon Kennedy x Mom!Reader
Rookie!Leon Kennedy x Bartender!Reader
"That's What You Get for Waking Up in Vegas" Leon Kennedy x Reader
Here are both the common forme Missingno and Aerodactyl Skeleton forme Missingno! Three other known formes exist currently, those being the Kabutops fossil forme, the Ghost forme and the Yellow forme.
Common Missingno are among the only glitch pokemon that are found naturally outside of Glitch City and other Infra Space areas. Their bodies, other than their feathers and nails, are entirely invisible making their eyes and beak look like holes leading into a mass of feathers. They are known for causing items to duplicate when spooked. All of these formes cause visual fragmentation when interacted with or touched, but this fragmentation is only visual and is harmless.
Aerodactyl Missingno particularly have the ability to alter their stats based on other pokemon in your party. Which makes them Excellent pokemon to use competitively. While common Missingno are less adept, being physically strong, but slow and very frail, they still make excellent companions and are often kept as beloved pets by the citizens of Glitch City.
Hiii, congrats on 200 followers. Could i request jing yuan with the virgin read main prompt, and the cuddling + break in bed side prompt pretty plss. The side prompts were so hard to choose cuz they all are so jing yuan coded
Jing Yuan + virgin, main prompt
Warnings ; virgin!reader, sex, penetration, straight 2 the point, possible OOC, lengthy paragraph(s), spit as lube
Jing Yuan was reluctant at first, he never really had the thought of doing "it" with a virgin. But then again, he never had the time to have sex with anyone in general. Today was his day off and he was tired but you were so pretty sat on his lap he hardly could hold back. Peppering soft kisses down your neck, leaving faint marks all across your scruff. Your fingers slowly threading through his thick hair as his digits fumble with your pajama shorts, hooking into the waistband. "Are we going to have sex? For real this time?" You ask, arms wrapping around the others shoulders, pulling him closer towards your body as you help him take off your shorts. "We can try at least." He hummed with a yawn, tossing your shorts else were before derobbing himself. His large hands groping your ass tightly, slipping into your underwear. His fingers rubbing against your warm flesh before he carefully lays you on your back, his erection pressing through his boxers against your thigh. His lips meeting yours as his finger tips working off your underwear until the were tossed somewhere else. Y'all didn't have lube in y'alls possession, so spit it was. He lathered 2 of his digits with his saliva, slowly pushing them inside you causing you to whine in response, body trembling.
"Nggh~ It feels weird." You stagger, your breath hot and heavy as you felt Jing Yuan slowly start thrusting his fingers deeper inside, pulling back before pushing right inside once more. "Shh, it feels good though, doesn't it?" He asked, moving his fingers in a slow scissoring motion to stretch you wider. You nod hesitently to his question before a sharp gasp leaves your airway, Jing Yuan's fingers pressing at that spot that brought to to eternal bliss. Eyes rolling back as a grin plasters the others lips as the tips of his fingers manipulate that one spot. After a while, he pulls his fingers out. "Alright darling, time for the real deal." His tired voice filled your ears. You gasp as his tip pressed into your entrance slowly easing in causing you to whine. "Shhh, it's okay." He hummed, leaning in and kissing you slowly. His tongue slipping inside your mouth as he easied his erection inside, pulling away when it was fully in. "Ggh~ That, went in smoother than I thought." You murmurs as Jing Yuan slowly starts thrusting making you gasp, your nails digging into his wide shoulders. It was such a new sensation but it felt nice. "Ah~ keep going." You let out a needy whine as he starts thrusting a bit quicker, his larger hands gripping your hips. "That's it, honey. Feel into it." He said, kissing your neck slowly as his thrusts pick up the pace, your hips rolling to met his own.
Your moans and whines fill the room with the sound of skin against skin. Everything felt dizzy as a knot started to tighten in your stomach. "It feels all tight." You whined softly between soft gasps, this caused Jing Yuan to pick up his pace just a bit more. "You're close, just a bit longer okay?" He groaned softly hips jerking as you couldn't hold on any longer, body trembling as you came, your walls tightening around the others cock making him hiss softly. "Ha, you're tight. Just hold on a bit longer." He said again, thrusting quicker until he pulled out, cumming on your stomach. He collapsed on the right side of you, panting softly before pulling you close, kissing your forehead. "You did great, darling. Let's rest now.' He told you before y'all both drifted off in a peaceful slumber. When you awoken, you were in bed alone but the aroma of bacon and other foods filled your scenes. A soft groan came from your throat as you sat up rubbing your eyes and that's when your lovely boyfriend walked in with a tray of different breakfast items. Waffles, eggs two different ways, bacon, French toast, bagels and creamcheese aling with some orange juice and apple juice. "I wasn't sure what to make so I just made a little of everything." He said with a smile, placing it down on the bedside before sitting on the bed with you.
"Awe, thank you. It smells delicious." You him quietly, resting your head on Jing Yuan's shoulder. His hand snaked around your bare waist, pulling you closer into him before pressing a slow kiss to your lips. You him contently, kissing back. After a bit, he pulls away with a satisfied sigh. "I love you."
A/n; ALL REQUESTS WON'T BE THIS LONG, IT WAS JUST THE SPECIFIC PROMPTS THAT MADE IT LONGER, DON'T EXPECT THESE FOR EVERY ONE!!!
You know I can't stay away from your writing for long so here I am againnn....angst prompt 5 and fluff promt 10. Besties to loverss plsssss.....with either Sirius Black or Kaz I can't choose
No angst...I can't take it rnnnn 😭
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angst prompt five: “please leave before i lose myself to madness and beg you to stay”
fluff prompt ten: and it was when A watched B look at someone else the way they wanted to be looked at. does A realize how much in love with their best friend they were?
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kaz brekker x fem!reader
word count: 3.8k
warning: kaz has no romantic feelings for inej in this one, it doesn't have a specific time in the canon, i made up one of the characters, best friends to lovers (between the lines), mention of murder
summary: It seems that Kaz always expects you to read between the lines, even though you are a thief and not an expert in interpreting written texts.
a/n: whenever i see notifications from you, i feel like a happy golden retriever puppy, hello!!<33 i feel that writing anything with sirius would be easier for me in almost every way, especially since that character has been my favorite since childhood, but i wanted to try something new and i was thrilled with the chance to do so! (it's a mess)
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As you stepped out into the gloomy, rain-soaked streets of Ketterdam, you could felt the weight of the city's bearing down upon you. It was a place where danger lurked around every corner, where crime and corruption were the norm, and where only the strongest and most cunning survived. The city's winding, labyrinthine streets were treacherous and difficult to navigate, with slimy cobblestones that seemed to shift and writhe beneath your feet. The stench of sewage and decay hanged heavy in the air, a reminder of the filth and squalor that permeated every inch of the city.
The people of Ketterdam were a rough and ragged bunch, with sharp tongues and even sharper knives. Every interaction was a potential threat, every stranger a possible enemy. It was a place where trust was hard to come by, and betrayal was always just a heartbeat away. And yet, despite all of this, you couldn't help but feel drawn to the city. It was the only place where you've ever felt truly at home, where you could be yourself without fear of judgment or rejection. It was a feeling that both comforted and terrified you, and you knew that you'll never be able to escape it, no matter how hard you try.
You hated Ketterdam with a passion, yet you found yourself unable to imagine living anywhere else. Maybe it was because you hated yourself too, the mere thought of being ordinary filled you with a deep-seated loathing. You had no talents, no skills that could make others look at you with admiration, and to make matters worse, you weren't your parents' favorite child either. That distinction belonged to your older sister, the Grisha who had always been showered with adoration and affection, even when she was away in the Little Palace, thousands of miles from home.
Your parents had always compared you to her, highlighting your shortcomings and making you feel like a disappointment. Even when she was gone, they treated you worse than they ever had before, as if you brought them shame just by existing.
Yet, in Ketterdam, your ordinariness was a blessing. As a member of a gang of thieves, you were the perfect fit. Your lack of beauty and grace made you unremarkable, allowing you to blend into the shadows and avoid attention. You moved with ease through the convoluted streets of the city, navigating its twists and turns, always keeping your wits about you. Of course, there were a times of doubts, where you couldn't help but think that perhaps being strikingly beautiful would be an asset to your profession, especially when robbing wealthy merchants who came to Ketterdam seeking to indulge in its illicit pleasures. But even then, you knew that such a gift would come with its own set of complications, and in Ketterdam, complications were the last thing you needed.
You pulled the hood of your dark cloak over your head, lowering it slightly to obscure your face. You didn't want to be recognized by anyone, but at the same time, you needed to keep an eye on your surroundings and react quickly if needed.
You hastily tucked your frozen hands into the pockets of your coat and quickened your step as you saw two men who were part of the Dime Lions. Your heart skipped a beat as you recognized them. Lately, you had been avoiding these people more than usual, ever since you got into an unnecessary street fight with several members of the gang. They had made it clear that they weren't happy with you, and you knew that they wouldn't hesitate to attack you if given the chance.
But it wasn't just the Dime Lions that you were avoiding. Some people in Ketterdam knew about things they shouldn’t. It was no secret that rumors spread like wildfire in this city, and often found their way into the hands of those who would use them for their own gain. But in a world full of terrible people, you had to be worse.
You walked with no clear destination in mind, driven by the need to distance yourself as much as possible from the Crow Club. It was only moments ago that you had found yourself in a heated argument with the one person who mattered the most to you. His stubborn pride had come between you once again, making you curse his name to the heavens above.
The tension in the hallway was thick enough to cut with a knife as you and Kaz stood facing each other, both seething with frustration. His eyes glinted in the dim light, anger etched deep into the lines of his face. What had started as a minor disagreement had quickly escalated into a full-blown argument, fueled by the unspoken feelings that both tried to hide.
“You don't understand, Y/N,” Kaz growled, his voice low and scratchy. “You never do. You're always off on your own, thinking you know what's best for everyone. You can't keep taking unnecessary risks. It's not just your life on the line.”
“I know that,” you snapped back, your eyes flashing with anger. “But we can’t just sit back and do nothing. We need to take action if we want to survive.”
“Of course we need to take action,” Kaz shot back, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “I'm not saying we should do nothing. But we need to be smart about it. We can't rush in blindly. That's why I'm in charge. I know what I'm doing.”
You rolled your eyes, exasperated. “Sometimes being smart means taking risks. That's how we get ahead.”
A heavy silence hung in the air between you, filled only by the sound of your breathing and the rustle of your clothes. Kaz's gaze bore into you with an intensity that made your skin crawl.
His jaw tightened, and he spoke through gritted teeth. “Fine,” he said, his voice icy. “Do whatever you want. But don't expect me to follow you blindly into danger.”
You took a step closer to Kaz, your eyes blazing. “I don't need you to follow me, Kaz. I can take care of myself.”
His eyes narrowed, and he took a step back, his hand on his cane for support. “Then go ahead and do that. But please, leave before I lose myself to madness and beg you to stay.”
Your chest tightened with hope as Kaz's words registered in your mind. Could it be that he actually wanted you to stay? But your hopes were dashed as you saw him turn his back and begin walking away. The urge to call out to him, to make him admit his feelings, consumed you, but you knew it was pointless. Kaz Brekker was not one to bare his soul.
With a frustrated growl, you clenched your fists so tightly that your nails dug painfully into your palms. Without another word, you turned and stormed down the stairs. Ignoring Jesper's questioning gaze and Wylan's confused expression, you burst out into the rain-soaked streets of the Barrel, letting the cool droplets wash away your anger and frustration.
Your mind was a chaotic mess of emotions as you walked, all directed towards the one man who had the power to make you feel so much. Kaz's words echoed in your head, spoken in his rough voice, which usually sounded like the most beautiful melody to your ears, but now it was a curse that tormented you and did not allow you to find peace.
“I don't need you, Kaz. You're the last person I want,” you muttered under your breath, and as if fate was playing a game, you bumped into the very person with whom the whole argument began. What a coincidence.
You lifted your gaze, and your eyes met with the one who infamously called himself Ketterdam's most dangerous person. Although he didn't know you, you were familiar with him well enough to know that he would want to have you with him despite your undistinguished appearance and lack of special skills.
In a rush of panic, you lowered your head, feigning humility to mask your face. “I apologize, sir,” you began, trying to hide the hint of fear you could sense in your voice. “I should be more careful.”
The man smirked, his eyes scanning over your form. “It's no problem, sweetheart,” he said, his voice oozing with arrogance and entitlement. “But you should watch where you're going. It's not safe to be wandering around these parts alone.” His hand brushed against your arm, sending shivers down your spine.
You flinched at the touch, trying to pull away from him, but then he grabbed you. You knew what type of man he was, and the last thing you wanted was to be alone with him in a dark alley. You tried to think of an excuse to leave, but before you could say anything, the gravelly rasp of a familiar voice interrupted.
“Is there a problem here, gentlemen?” Kaz's voice was calm and controlled, but there was an underlying threat that made the man release his grip on you and take a step back.
“None at all,” the man replied smoothly.
Kaz stepped closer, his eyes narrowing. “I suggest you leave the lady alone then.”
The man scoffed. “I suggest you mind your own business, boy.”
Kaz's hand, covered with a leather glove, tightened on the crow's head ornamenting his cane. “I'll make it my business if I see someone harassing a woman in my city.”
The man sneered, clearly not intimidated by Kaz's threat. “Your city?” he asked with a hint of derision, studying Kaz more thoughtfully. Suddenly, as if he had just connected the dots, he added, “Last time I checked, it was still called Ketterdam, not Dirtyhands's kingdom.”
Kaz's expression didn't change, but you could sense the tension in the air. “Believe what you want, but if you don't leave now, I'll make sure you regret it.”
The man seemed to consider his options for a moment before finally releasing a grunt of annoyance and walking away, oblivious to the inevitable fate that awaited him regardless of his decision. Death was the only possible outcome and the only variable was who would carry out the execution.
Finally, the man was out of sight, and you released a breath you didn't even realize you were holding. Kaz turned to you, and you met his gaze with a mixture of gratitude and anger. Despite feeling indebted to him for his intervention, you couldn't help but feel frustrated by his interference. “I didn't need your help,” you said, trying to sound confident.
Kaz raised an eyebrow. “It sure looked like you did.”
You glared at him, feeling embarrassed and exposed. He had seen you in a moment of vulnerability, and you hated yourself for it. “I could have handled it,” you insisted, although you knew it was a lie. You couldn't have handled the situation on your own. You were a skilled thief, but you lacked the physical strength to overpower a man twice your size. You were not armed with revolvers, nor did you possess the abilities of a Corpsewitch. You were just an average person, with quick fingers and the ability to pick locks, nothing more.
“How did you know where to find me?” you added.
“Did you think I wouldn't follow you? I had a feeling you'd get yourself into trouble, but I didn't expect it to happen so soon.”
You rolled your eyes, but a small part of you was grateful that Kaz had your back. “And what about-”
“Inej will take care of him,” he said, cutting you off, signaling that he didn't want to discuss the matter any further. “Let's head back to the Slat. You're soaked.”
Kaz started walking away, disappearing into a dark alley without waiting for you. You sighed and followed him, feeling the dampness of your clothes sticking to your skin.
The walk back to the Slat was silent, with only the sound of raindrops hitting the cobblestones to fill the air. As you entered the place, you immediately noticed the curious looks of your crewmates. Jesper was there, even though he usually preferred gambling at the Crows Cub and Matthias stood at the top of the stairs, watching you with his arms crossed. It seemed like everyone was waiting for you to return, and you couldn't help but feel uneasy.
Ignoring the greetings, Kaz announced, “You'll never guess who Y/N met.” The room fell silent, and Kaz removed his hat as if to emphasize his point. “Antoon Beudeker.”
A hum of surprised sounds ran through the room, and all eyes turned to you. You felt uncomfortable being the center of attention. You had been trying to track down Beudeker for weeks, but he always managed to slip away from you, as if someone in the Dregs was tipping him off about your plans.
Nina spoke up, breaking the silence. “What do you mean by that?”
Kaz looked at you, not bothering to hide his annoyance. “A talent for stealing isn't Y/N's only skill. As you can see, the talent for trouble far outweighs it.”
You shifted uncomfortably under Kaz's gaze, feeling a mixture of embarrassment and frustration. You knew you had made a mistake by bumping into Beudeker, but it wasn't even your fault. All you wanted was to cut yourself off after the argument with Kaz, and now he was the one who was right again.
Wylan's voice carried through the quiet room, breaking the tension. “What are we do with him now?” he asked, but no one answered, assuming that it was up to their missing Wraith to handle the situation.
Jesper's frustration boiled over, and he jumped up from his seat. “It's not fair!” he exclaimed, pointing his revolver at the wall. “I was the one who wanted to put a bullet between his eyes.”
Matthias stepped forward, before anyone reacted to sharpshooter's words, his expression serious. “We need to figure out who's been leaking our plans to Antoon. This could be dangerous for all of us.”
“I agree,” Nina added. “We need to find out who's been betraying us and deal with them.”
Wylan's voice piped up, “What if we set a trap?”
Kaz nodded, considering the idea.
“We could feed different information to each member of the Dregs and see which version gets back to someone who will claim to be Beudeker now. That way, we'll know who we can trust and who we can't,” you suggested.
Nina grinned. “I like it. And if we catch the traitor, we can make an example out of them.”
Jesper's eyes gleamed with anticipation. “I'll provide the entertainment.”
Matthias shook his head. “No, Jesper. We can't take the law into our own hands. We'll handle the traitor according to our own rules, but we won't kill them.”
Jesper shrugged, disappointed but not arguing. “But killing is our rule, Helvar.”
Matthias's expression darkened, but before he could reply, Kaz spoke up. “That's enough. We're not discussing this any further. We need to focus on finding the leak first, not arguing about how to deal with them.”
Jesper and Matthias both looked at Kaz, but neither of them said anything. The silence in the room was heavy with tension, and you could sense the frustration emanating from Jesper and the anger radiating from Matthias. Kaz's tone had effectively shut down the conversation, but you knew that it was far from over.
“We'll start investigating tomorrow,” Kaz's voice filled the room again. “For now, let's all get some rest. We have a long day ahead of us.”
As Kaz's words faded away, the tension in the room dissipated, and everyone began to go their separate ways. You hesitated, still reeling from the events of the evening, unsure of what to do next.
Sensing your unease, Kaz approached you, his expression serious but not unkind. “I know this is a lot to take in,” he said, his voice low. “But we have a job to do, and we can't afford to let our emotions cloud our judgment. I need you to be focused tomorrow, do you understand?”
You nodded, feeling a bit guilty for today’s argument. “Yes. I'll be ready,” you replied, determined to not let him down.
Kaz gave you a small nod of approval before turning to leave. You watched him go, listening to the rhythmic tapping of his cane on the panels. The weight of his words settling on your shoulders. It was true that you couldn't afford to let your emotions get in the way of the investigation, but it was easier said than done. The events of the evening had shaken you to your core, and you weren't sure if you could push them aside so easily. Life in Ketterdam has been hard, but never before has such danger reached you directly.
With a heavy sigh, you made your way back to your room, hoping that a good night's rest would help clear your mind.
You were surprised to find the Antoon's spy so easily, feeling foolish for not discovering it sooner. Despite the setback, the mood in the Crow Club remained peaceful as the days passed. The seventh of you sat together, planning your next move and gossiping about Ketterdam's richest people. Kaz seemed more relaxed than usual, and even Jesper and Matthias were on their best behavior, seemingly content to simply enjoy the moment of peace.
As the night wore on and the group's conversation continued to flow, you couldn't help but notice Kaz's eyes on you. You caught his gaze a few times, and each time you felt a jolt of electricity run through you. It was a feeling you had been trying to ignore for a while now, but it was becoming increasingly difficult with each passing day.
As you turned to look at Jesper, who was recounting a funny story, you noticed Kaz's expression change slightly. It was a subtle shift, but you could tell he was suddenly distant, lost in thought.
After a few minutes, Kaz stood up and motioned for you to follow him. You looked around at the others, confused, but they simply shrugged and continued their conversation. You followed Kaz up the dimly lit hallway to his office.
Once inside, Kaz closed the door and motioned for you to take a seat. You sat down in one of the chairs in front of his desk, feeling a bit nervous. Kaz took a seat opposite you, resting his cane on the desk, right next to the chair and leaned forward, his elbows on his desk.
His expression was serious, but not unkind. “I wanted to talk to you about something,” he began, his voice low. “I've noticed that things between us have been a bit... different lately.”
You shifted in your seat, suddenly feeling self-conscious. “Different how?” you asked, not sure if you really wanted to know the answer.
Kaz leaned back in his chair and folded his arms across his chest. “I think you know what I mean,” he replied, his gaze fixed on yours.
Your heart skipped a beat as you realized what he was talking about. “Kaz, I...” you began, but he cut you off with a wave of his hand.
“I just wanted you to know that I'm aware of the situation,” he said, his tone even, then he paused for a moment. “You know, Y/N. I've been thinking a lot lately about what it means to care for someone. To really care for someone,” he looked directly at you, his eyes intense, emphasizing the weight of his words. “And I've come to the conclusion that there's no one I care for more than you.”
You were completely taken aback by Kaz's words. You had never heard him express his feelings so openly before. Your heart raced as you searched his face for any sign of insincerity, but you found none. You were overcome with a mixture of shock, disbelief, and joy.
His heart sank as he watched you gaze at Jesper with a look of admiration and affection earlier, even if you two were just friends. It was then that he realized how deeply in love with you he truly was. He had been trying to ignore his feelings for you for so long, but seeing you look at someone else with such tenderness was too much to bear.
Kaz carefully chose his words, wanting to express his feelings without being too direct. “I've been thinking about our friendship,” he said, his voice low and serious. “I value our bond more than anything else in the world, and I want to make sure that nothing ever comes between us.”
“Why are you bringing this up now?” you asked genuinely confused by Kaz's sudden openness.
He shifted in his seat, looking almost uncomfortable, “Well, I just wanted to make sure that you know how much you mean to me,” Kaz said, his eyes meeting yours. “There's no one else I trust or care for more than you, Y/N.”
You could feel the weight of his words, the sincerity and depth of emotion behind them. You knew that he was a man of few words, and when he spoke, it was always with a purpose. It was hard to reconcile this Kaz with the cold and distant one you had grown accustomed to over the years.
You couldn't help but feel that there was an underlying message in Kaz's words, something that he wasn't explicitly stating. Your intuition was telling you that there was more to the story than what he had let on. You couldn't ignore the nagging feeling that something was amiss.
“Kaz,” you began, your voice hesitant. “Is there something else you want to tell me? Something that you're not saying?”
Kaz's expression remained neutral, but you could sense a hint of discomfort in his demeanor. You knew that he wasn't one to wear his heart on his sleeve, so you weren't surprised that he was hesitant to open up to you completely.
“I've said what I needed to say,” Kaz replied, his voice flat. “There's nothing more to it.”
His reply felt like a dead end, and you couldn't help but feel a pang of disappointment. You knew that he was a complex person, with layers that even you couldn't fully comprehend, but you couldn't shake off the sense that he was still holding something back. Nonetheless, you tried to put on a brave face and show your gratitude for his honesty.
“Okay,” you said, rising from your seat. “I appreciate you telling me how you feel. Our friendship means the world to me too, Kaz.” You couldn't help but wonder what his true intentions were, but you knew that you needed to be patient and let him come to you when he was ready.
