#soc ao3

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“He’s my bodyguard,” Wylan said, clearly improvising wildly. “I can’t go anywhere without him. I’m not safe.”

“You’ll be very safe with us, sir.”

“No, I mean I won’t feel safe,” he babbled. “I need him. Otherwise I’ll have a panic attack. Oh, God. I think I feel one coming on, now. Matthias? Where are you, Matthias?”

Matthias’s face was pained. “I am here,” he said, in what had to have been the world’s least comforting show of emotional support.

[whosthatfunkyrat]

The problem I have with modern SOC AU’s is - and no shade to modern AU’s, I do my part of partaking and writing them lmao but -

My problem is that when you pick Kaz up by the scruff and place him in a regular modern society he’s just so goofy looking sometimes. Like what’s this wet cat on about? Why’s he so mad??😭

And I don’t know why that is- I know his backstory could still work pretty well in a modern setting but somehow I feel like he just becomes even more an asshole with so much less to offer. He’s too close to me in a modern setting- he feels like any other dick I’ve ever met.

Does anyone else get this??? Pls Tell me I’m not crazy😭

[funnyao3]

Jesper turned to the king. “We need a moment, Your Kingliness.”

“Highness,” Wylan corrected.

“I like ‘kingliness’.”

“Kingliness is acceptable,” Nikolai chimed in. “I’m very kingly, in my own esteem.”

“Deeply so,” Jesper agreed. “If I saw you on the street, I would think to myself, what a kingly fellow. And then I would pick your pocket.”

--A Measure of the Sum of Parts

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 “But stay on my lap, if you’d like. You’re prettier than the tax forms.” 

“You’re saying that as a joke, Jes, but I’m Kerch. That’s insanely romantic.”

--the nine day kiss ban by MaudeAlise

[funnyao3]

Three and a half seconds later, Kaz pushes his way into the carriage. His coat is disheveled, he looks like he'd just gone through a house fire. 

“Bomb worked,” he says to Wylan. 

--Wylan Van Sun Summoner by hostofhorus999

[funnyao3]

“Of course this is about money,” Jesper muttered. “Kerch.”

“I’m Kerch.”

“Yes, darling, but very badly.”

-- A Measure of the Sum of Parts by Sarai

[funnyao3]

Wylan clasped his arm. “Please,” he begged the agent weakly. “Don’t make him leave my side.”

The agent recoiled. “All right, sir. He can come back. Just don’t either of you touch anything.”

“Touch anything? I am on the verge of nervous breakdown! You think I am, what? Going to steal the fucking X-ray machine? Your shitty little hat?”

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“Oh, a uni student?” Jesper said, waggling his eyebrows. “You’re into them? What about ex-uni students?” 

Wylan sighed, lightly flicking Jesper’s jacket collar. “Regretfully, yes. Thank my father, he was the one who kept hiring them as tutors since they were so cheap.”

“I refuse to thank your father for anything.”

“Fair enough.”

--all of the boys by MaudeAlise