#kreaver

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In Which Poppy Tries to Figure Out What Kieran Does for a Living During AKOFAF: A Chat Fic by Me

Poppy: So Kieran, what do you do?

Kieran: What?

Poppy: What’s your job? How much do you make?

Kieran: I don’t know if you know this Penellaphe, but it’s kind of rude to ask someone questions like that.

Poppy, staring pointedly: Oh I know.

Kieran: *sighs* I do have a job.

Poppy: Really? Becasue you seem to do a lot of babysitting me and/or sitting around, which makes you seem—let’s see how do I put this lightly—unemployed.

Kieran: I am not unemployed. I do whatever Casteel needs me to do. I’m a general helping hand.

Poppy: You’re Casteel’s assistant?

Kieran: no.

Poppy: His servant?

Kieran: no.

Poppy: Do you get paid?

Kieran: no.

Poppy: So you’re his slave?

Kieran: What- No!

Poppy: You’re his willing slave.

Kieran: I am not Casteel’s anything. I’m simply a friend doing favors.

Poppy: But if you don’t get paid… where do you get all of your clothes and food and things?

Kieran: From Casteel.

Poppy: So you’re his charity project.

Kieran: For the last time! No!

Kieran: We share a bank account. I help him find his brother and he pays for my shit. End of conversation!

Poppy: Ah I see…

Poppy: You’re his whore.

[highlady-fireheart]

When I find another user who has reblogged all of the same fandom and ship posts as me:

I see you are a person of culture as well

[kingandfireheart]

JLA breaking hearts out here

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Poppy: On the count of three, what’s your favorite cake? One, two, three-

Poppy and Casteel in unison: Chocolate cake peanut butter frosting with chocolate chunks!

Kieran: Our turn, Reaver! One, two, three! Vanilla with-

Reaver: What’s cake?

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Me: *naively reads the first five chapters of TWOTQ*

Me at the end of chapter five: *dies*

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A quick snippet from my WIP, The Hottest Fire Burns Blue.

Kieran clenched his jaw, “Really?” he bit out, “Switching names? That’s the best you two could come up with?”

“Oh come on,” Delano waved his hand between him and Naill, “You know Delano and I aren’t the creative types.”

“You don’t have to be creative to come up with a fake name,” Kieran said, pinching the bridge of his nose, “Marcus Smith. See, I just did it. From now on your name is Marcus Smith.”

Later…

“Wait…” Vikter said, “Your name is Delano? I thought the other guy was Delano. You were Naill.”

“Well-“ Delano started. But he was cut off by Kieran pivoting midway to the door and smacking his hands on the table rather loudly.

“Vikter,” Kieran said, “You seem like a respectable, logical man, so before I throw you in a dungeon for the rest of the night, answer me this. If you were to ask someone to pick an alias, what would an acceptable answer be?”

“Marcus Smith,” Vikter answered without hesitation.

Delano snorted. “Seems like you guys aren’t the creative types either.”

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Is anyone on this godforsaken hellsite a From Blood and Ash fan and either willing to do Kieran x Reaver fanart or willing to be bribed (comissioned) to do Kieran x Reaver fanart. I'm literally falling into a depression here because of the serious lack of Kreaver fanart. (By which I mean there is none.)

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MAJOR TWOTQ SPOILERS

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I just want to say that I really hate the way people are reacting to other’s disappointment about the Joining. There are several people I can name off the top of my head (I won’t though) who have been pretty rude and condescending towards those experiencing anger or resentment towards JLA or the book in general. Just because the Joining was teased as a sexual thing doesn’t mean we weren’t allowed to hope that maybe it wouldn’t happen or hope it would be done in a better way. Just because we “should’ve seen it coming” does not mean we are not allowed to express our annoyance at the way it was done or the fact that it was done at all. We’re not being dramatic, we’re being people who were let down severely. If you liked the book that’s great, I’m happy for you. But, you have to be respectful to those voicing a different opinion then yours. (Unless they’re sending death threats then go ahead be as mean as you want.)