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#** wide eyed killer in the family demolitionsman
multistoty · 1 year
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“I mean.... expert.”
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multistoty · 1 year
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“Seeing Kaz naked is a scarring experience so I’d rather not the hypotherical even if you are acting like a real gangster now days with that beautiful mind of yours.” the words are scandalized. Sure, Kaz was beautiful, but he was his brother. His best friend. Sweet and sad. That was one way to describe the relationship or lack their of between Kaz and Inej. Two idiots in love. He had been trying for years to melt whatever ice between the two of them. The shiver Jesper gave as the other boy burrowed further was something he would always deny. The hold this boy had over him. Useful wasn’t something he wanted his brother to say. But he couldn’t help it when he was so angry at Kaz for treating Wylan this way for not knowing the outcome even though it was impossible. the boy was hurting. And there was nothing he could do but hold him close. Run fingers against his side hoping that it didn’t cause him to move or hurt worse. “For you, I might just kiss my precious revolvers goodbye. Though I’d prefer not too just like I prefer you to not have a knife stabbed into your stomach.” It’s said dramatically though clearly true. “They are insufferable. Sometimes, i want to just push their mouths together myself so the lingering looks stop or lock them in a room, but I value my life even if it sucks. You are a full blown crow now. You will be included wether you like it or not. And I’ll punch Kaz again if I have too.”
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multistoty · 1 year
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“Your cat can’t get the-” But she was wrong. And her mind felt as if she been hallucinating all of the sudden. Was that?- Was it human? Or an ampllifier? Maybe it was something that he had expiremented on. “Kaz Brekker better be thankful.” she grumbled as crimson curled around the apples of her cheeks. At least, her blood flow was working. It was unlikely that the demon wouldn’t have some scheme she needed her power for, but playing with death and life was a great deal of power. And the ascent of Wylan’s weight keeping her upright and the chair. He wasn’t one of her kind, but he had become more and more like family as time went on. She doubted he judged her given all the studying he had seemed to do. “I didn’t mean to hurt you. I’ll get you some waffles later to make up for it and- this.” Her eyes lifted away to meet the steady beating of the other dreg’s chest. Sometimes, her power still marveled her to no end. It stopped her from meeting Wylan’s gaze. Saints, she missed Matthias. Missed his wolves and his stupidity. “Oh, lover boy, dramatic? Do you realize who we are talking about? Myself and Jesper are not strangers to murder or drama especially for one of our flock. Someone kicked you, beat you, that I can’t stand for. Though you have to wait for me to recoup.- Why do I think what? That Jesper likes you? Because I can’t discuss all conversations behind closed doors. I may not be a spider, but I can keep secrets. That boy is head over heels for you, you idiot. It’s almost like that cat of yours is jealous. Were did the name tilly come from? Doesn’t sound Kerch.”
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multistoty · 1 year
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Concern was a snake that curled up the base of his spine and bit into his skin. Nina had said he would live with that look of hers, but the confidence did not tinge her words as it usually did. She was not a healer. Kaz would not allow more once the patchwork grisha work had been done. A madman was the kindest insult he could come up with for the boss tonight. His fingers itched to lose themselves in his revolvers. To make something blow up so he felt in control and suave again. Something he wanted Wylan to see. Something made him linger on this boy. Not just because he was a crow. Or they had had an amazing night together. “The one and only.” the fahey boy teased though it lacked some of his usual tenacity. He hoped the concern and affection expressed even through his own sort of shields. He was suddenly greatful for moving the pillow to its current spot. It’s homeland had given the unconscious boy’s neck a slight twist, but the pained awake nature fit it snuggly. better than the table he had been brought in on. There didn’t seem to be much with which he remembered. For the first time tonight at the sound of his voice, things seemed clearer. The stuttering felt very on brand for the chemist. “Nina is here. She got tired of my pacing and said you were stable enough to rest. I thought I’d play handsome savior given I carried you bridal style to the slat.- I didn’t inform him though there isn’t much Brekker doesn’t know.”
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multistoty · 1 year
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“I sort of like your face.”
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multistoty · 1 year
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Nina had never overly thought about hating eyes on her as a grisha and a woman. She had learned how to use such things well as a solider and spy. But it almost felt like a kiss placed to her heart. She had thought someone as beautiful and sweet as Wylan would. Her smile still crooked up. “You are clearly hiding something, but I will allow it given the good company.” Nina whispered. Her hands slowly dropping from his. She wouldn’t badger him the way she would her wolf. Though her sigh was clear cowed and frustrated. “Don’t look so offended. I am not saying you are as bad as my darling, waffles, but there is something eating at you. Eyes can be used for so much good. You’ll learn that after a few jobs- forgive me, I fear missing Matthias gets me far to involved in others way.”
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multistoty · 1 year
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For your au
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Jesper Fahey knew this was something stupid to do. He knew it like breathing, but he was deterrmined to get Tilly to like him if it was the last thing he did. So he had spent a few kruge on a plant called catnip and coated his fingers. Reada few books on how one approaches the snarling little creature. It was the first animal or human besides Kaz who didn’t seem fond of him. When Wylan’s back was turned while mixing up whatever chemical, he had thrust the tiny creature into his arms. Almost wishing he had Kaz’s leather gloves for armor. But he would win this battle. He knew just where to pet and set slow blinks.Almost daring to press a kiss to Tilly’s forehead. He would win Wylan over by staring with his angrier other half. “I will win you over.” he whispered in the silence only half listening to whatever chemical compound his friend had been telling him about. Wait- was wylan reacting? he knew that boy well? The sharpshooter looked for any danger though he saw nothing to make him act so odd. “Wy?” 
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multistoty · 1 year
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"I sort of like your face."
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multistoty · 1 year
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I made this for you
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Jesper Fahey was not awkward, but he was flustered. It wasn’t exactly the jewels with which the boy deserved. Yet, it was something sentimental that he thought the boy would care for. He’d been fiddling with some of the metals at the lab with his last visits seeing what could move well under his power. One particular was shiny and silver, Wylan had commented about how pretty it looked when the light touched it, but unassuming in the dark. Perfect for him. And the sharpshooter had done what every criminal did. He had stolen it. Worked on it for hours in his room when Wy was working away at bombs. The metal now a thin chain in the shape of the boy’s kneck. Something that wouldn’t easily be stolen. He wasn’t exactly toting his talents though it was clear decently crafted. He had crossed over to the figure at work at the lab currently knowing that Wylan needed to be persuaded to eat. Making work of the porridge Wylan kept in this saints forsaken place. If the sound or the smell had not awakened him from his spot lost in thought, surely his dark haired friend would melt into the feeling of his arms around him. Hands slung around his neck with the cool metal seeming to cause bubbles of nerves in him from it’s place in his pocket. “Wy,” he started with affection. Brows furrowing slightly at the array of tubes and chemicals. “I have something for you if you can spare your work enough time to take in your handsome- lover.”
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multistoty · 1 year
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 The sound of the cane hitting the bed would be enough to startle most though he trusted Wylan to do and be better. It was his way of getting attention without yelling. After all, his newest protegy would probably have a splitting headache. he would check him over if touch didn’t make the water’s rise. Wylan may have secrets though he didn’t bs his way through. Dark eyes swooping slowly.“Would it be too bad for us to take him for all he’s worth? You fear him, van eck. I can see that without intel. You look like the boy I was before Pekka Rollins destroyed him. They know you are in the city. They don’t know where and who you are.” Kaz countered. One eyebrow raising at the clear way he corrected him. Slight amusement turning up his frown. This lab would be a hard loss. He couldn’t exactly send Jesper with him. Neither of them would get anything done and that blabber mouth didn’t need this information yet. His crows knew that they could trust anyone he allowed in. They shouldn’t have asked. Inej had deemed him the most likeable. Maybe it was his high born nature. “You aren’t exactly - gritty. And your jumpy. Light on your feet. Anyone observant could see who you are. Few people impress me, do try to continue to do so or I will rethink keeping this information from anyone particularly Inej.”
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multistoty · 1 year
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“Oh, believe me, I notice everything especially her heart beat.” Nina countered moving her hands to cross in front of her chest. The corset feeling slightly tighter all of the sudden. It wasn’t as if Kaz had any plans to get rid of his surrogate son. She had half a mind to imagine that he had a plan written down to pass on his empire of sorts. But something was strong between animal and man, almost a soul bond as if they were one, but that must be just that of love. Like her and Matthias. “It wasn’t a threat, henriks, honestly. I just meant he doesn’t even like a hairpin of a chance of things going awry.I once heard him smack Jesper for breathing to loudly.” Her jewel eyes tracked the movement. Of course, wylan would clean the glass first. Kaz would have gotten ice and told her to wait probably the dirtiest cup too. “Yes, father.” she teased though it was clear that she was thankful. her power would come back with rest and he was good company. She didn’t feel comfortable sleeping at night in the barrel let alone with everything going on and alive in the streets. “i don’t mean on a job. We didn’t have one and that’s a fresh boot print. A boot print. someone kicked you that hard. Oh, she does? that must be why he is reading books on cats too. Hiding them from Kaz probably teasing. Does tilly like anyone but you?”
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multistoty · 1 year
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✔ for one muse to caress the other’s face -> jes
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Jesper Fahey was blushing. He was actually blushing for the first time when a hand ran the length of his cheek. Touching was something him and Wylan clearly spoke with, but it was odd for him to go into it first. And Kaz would be absolutely embarrassed that he was vibrating with joy. Did he see him? Not as some flirt, but as the boy who wished to love him. Either way, he would take this as a win . There was some trauma that lingered in his precious demolition's man. This was what trust looked like. Maybe you could find the secrets of the universe in someone's hands. Saints. It felt as much a rush as a card game. Dark orbs focused on the soft planes of the other's face and the heart shaped point of his chin. Ruining things with his mouth seemed to be a habit. "Your hands are soft. You should share your moisturizer routine." The words were soft. Unpanicked, but his brain internally groaned.
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multistoty · 1 year
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“You don’t understand, van eck,” Kaz said with his usual grit. He had informed his newest crow that he knew exactly who he was and wasn’t about to let the tiny figure grow legs and crawl his way out of here. And maybe the long dead boy inside of him reared its ugly head. He couldn’t save jordie from those that would break his will and hate him. Yet, he would damn sure save Wylan. And bring back the money with it. Dirty hands did not let his walls down. He didn’t, but the voice in his head could not be ignored. Not daring to meet the other man’s eyes, he stuck to polishing the head of his cane. Letting the flecks of blood roll off in small beads. “I will not allow harm to come to you. I wasn’t always a monster. I once had someone I would give up everything for. Someone I had soft edges for, Pekka Rollins murdered my brother. he stole everything from him. from me. Do you think I would fault you or throw you out on the streets for something I have experienced myself? I had my revenge. You may not be ready, but ,someday, I will allow you to be the one striking the killing blow wether that is sending him penniless to hellgate or ending his miserable existance. You are like the boy I was. I will see you be the man I have become.”
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multistoty · 1 year
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 “ BLOOD — ? ”  HIS BRAIN HAS BEEN A WHIRL of adrenaline, and naught much else, for the last ten minutes.  that’s nothing new, though: the first ten minutes after a fight are always the most hectic, hard to keep up with, moments.  jesper glances down at himself, ready to complain about ruining a new shirt with blood splatter from the gun fight — when his eyes hone in on a slowly spreading crimson stain, right down the side, bleeding into his jacket.  that’s mine, he thinks, raising fearful eyes to meet wylans.  “ w - well, this — certainly puts a bit of a damper on tonight’s celebrations. ”
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