#Jordys imagines

[obitohno]

he isn’t sure whose dumb idea this was, but when someone suggests a game of the spin the bottle, and although he initially grumbles about being too old for this shit, bakugo is one of the first to wedge himself into the shoddily formed circle when he overhears you agreeing to take part. sulking from his spot between kirishima and denki, he all but snatches the emptied wine bottle from the redhead’s fingers, ignoring the toothy grin that is shot his way when his fist curls around the bottleneck.

all eyes are on him as he taps the rim to his knuckles, before placing it into the centre of the circle, jaw ticking with irritation when his small crowd of friends are suddenly sharing a muted silence with bated breath. forcing his expression into one of feigned indifference, he doesn’t notice the knowing smirk that tugs at kirishima’s mouth when his daze dares to dart towards where you’re watching just as intently, your stare fixated to the twist of the bottle that spins and spins and spins.

until, finally, it stills.

upon you.

bakugo doesn’t have time to decipher the snort that jumps from the back of kirishima’s throat, because you’re already shuffling your way toward him, a wry smile curling the shape of your lips. there’s an uncomfortable weight that itches the back of his neck, knowing that everyone is watching, but the nervous coil in his stomach dissipates with the first tentative brush of your mouth to his own.

pulse hammering at the base of his throat, there’s a bite of relief that slumps his shoulders when he feels the tell-tale stutter of your breath unsteadily fluttering over the curve of his cheek—a sure sign of your own apprehension. still, he welcomes the way that you press your mouth to his, with a little more confidence this time, flinching when your fingers tickle along the cut of his jaw.

‘sorry,’ you murmur an apology, its breathlessness jolting a heat that’s quickly forming low between his legs. he smothers the unnecessary regret with a swipe of his tongue gliding along the seam of your lips.

you taste better than he’s imagined, if the rumbling groan that trickles from the depths of his chest and into the wet cavern of your waiting mouth is anything to go by. immediately, your answering keen, fanned from out of your nostrils, is furiously swallowed by the insistent curl of his tongue that’s already wound its home around the length of your own. there’s a hand that comes to rest at the nape of your neck, possessive as well as steadying, and it is your fingers that are threading into the tresses of his hair, knotted tightly and tugging yet another sharp grunt from the back of his throat.

there’s a throbbing need that repeatedly pangs at the apex of your thighs, which only quickens when he moans into the heat of your mouth, his teeth scraping over the plush of your bottom lip before he dares to suckle on the tip of your tongue. the crooks of his knuckles tighten where they still claim the back of your neck, and it is only when you gently mewl the syllables of his names to the corner of his widening smirk that he finally retreats just enough to allow you to catch your breath.

‘woah,’ someone breathes—denki, bakugo recognises the awed lilt of his voice—‘that was hot.’

beside him, kirishima’s voice sounds hoarse, ‘fuck… yeah, it was.’

© obitohno. all rights reserved. do not repost my works.

#♡ jordy is writing ♡ #mha x reader #mha fluff #bnha x reader #bnha fluff #bakugo x reader #bakugo fluff #soft bakugou #bakugou x reader #bakugou fluff #bakugou thirst #kiribaku x reader #kiribaku #kiribaku fluff #mha thirst #bakugou imagine #mha imagines

[carnivorousyandeere]

Jordi’s such a fucked up lil perv… having terrible, terrible ideas

( MDNI, No Age In Bio DNI )

CW: threats of murder, sprinkle of a/b/o, smutty themes obviously

Info: sub yandere, extreme masochist yandere

The way they squirm when you threaten him, practically creaming xyr pants when you tell him how you’re gonna kill him as soon as you escape the ropes he’s used to keep you tied up in his house, how you’re gonna dance on his grave—“They’re gonna have to use dental records to identify you when I’m done with you, you sick son of a bitch!” “Promise?”

A/B/O au where you’re both alphas, but xe bends over and offers himself to you anyway, begging for you just like an omega might…

#oc Jordi #yandere fan #my thoughts #yandere #yandere oc #yandere imagines #yandere scenarios #yandere x darling #yandere x you #yandere x reader #yandere cw #mdni #nsft #sub yandere #masochist yandere

[swanimagines]

SILENT ECHOES | KAZ & JORDIE RIETVELD

Note: This was my first fic for S2 and was published on March 22, 2023. So SaB spam incoming.

Summary: Your father is one of the only kind-hearted and honest merchants in Ketterdam, so when you find two boys who have contracted firepox at the alleyway, your father makes a flash decision to help them, and of course you are helping too.

Ketterdam was a city of thieves and murderers, a place where compassion was a luxury few could afford. That was something Kaz Rietveld had yet to learn. The naive, innocent boy wiping his sick brother’s sweaty face at that dirty alley. He already knew what was to come, and nobody would help them. The disease a Ravkan ship had brought Ketterdam had claimed them both, Jordie worse than him, but he still kept up hope that someone would help them. Maybe foolish hope, but he still looked up at every passerby who even glanced up their way, desperately hoping that someone kind would see them and take them to a medik.

And maybe some greater powers were looking over them, because one day, you, your father and the family maid were walking down the street, shopping groceries. Your father was one of the only honest merchants in all of Ketterdam - kind-hearted, generous, fair and loving. All those features were something not appreciated enough - people were expected to be cunning, cruel and greedy, but that wasn’t the case with your father, and your family was still wealthy. Enough wealth to have a big house, a family maid and a Grisha healer on a payroll, and your father was appreciated by those in need.

Still, it wasn’t like he was naive. He knew when someone was going to scam him, from the moment he met them. He had a knack of recognising such people, and that knack had never failed, so eventually people stopped attempting it.

You had inherited his kindness and selfless nature, so when you saw a little boy, maybe two years younger than you, sitting at the dirty alley, crying as he shook an older boy’s body, you stopped in your tracks, tugging your father’s sleeve.

“Dad,” you muttered, and his eyes followed yours, also seeing those two boys with firepox sores on their faces, and you both knew what was wrong. Firepox had struck them, and coming near them could be dangerous. But still, your father left your side, approaching the boys. The younger boy snapped his gaze up when he saw a shadow approaching, and your father knelt in front of him, quietly talking with him for a moment before putting his hand on the older boy’s forehead. Then, he turned to look at you and the maid.

“He’s still alive. Femke, please get Noor, bring her to our house.” he called out to the maid, and she nodded, immediately hurrying back towards your house. Your father then lifted the older boy up into his arms, nodding at you as a sign to help the younger one.

In any other case, you weren’t sure if your father would have helped like that, to be honest. He may have waited for Noor or a medik instead - but Noor was extremely skillful with her healing skills, so she would be able to stop the virus even before it would even start to affect you, your dad or anyone else living in your house.

“Come on,” you said as you smiled at the boy, reaching your hand towards him. He eyed you and your hand suspiciously for a moment, but then his eyes drifted towards the older boy in your father’s arms, and he carefully took your hand, letting you pull him with you.

He coughed into his hand as you walked towards your house located at the better area of Ketterdam, and people looked at you and your father in disgust, immediately either turning around or making their way around you as far as possible. But finally, you made it to the house and your father carried the older boy in, quickly walking up the steps to one of the guest rooms, you following him. By the time you reached the door, the older boy was already under the blanket, a towel on his forehead and Noor was getting ready to begin the healing process. The boy beside you gasped quietly, and you looked at him before nodding towards one of the beds.

“You should rest, our healer is the best in the whole city, she’ll be able to heal you and your friend,” you said and let go of his hand, but he didn’t yet move.

“Brother,” the boy corrected. “He’s my brother.”

“What’s his name?”

He was quiet for a moment, staring at his brother’s body, watching Noor working on him. You wished you’d see what he’s thinking at that moment, but decided to wait. They had clearly gone through a lot lately, it was natural if the boy was in shock.

“Jordie,” he finally replied with a hoarse voice and swallowed.

You nodded. “What’s yours?”

He kept a pause again, shorter than the last one, but you sensed he hesitated. But then he spoke anyway.

“Kaz.”

You nodded, running your thumb over the young boy's shoulder, and told him your name. "Noor will take care of both of you, I promise you’ll be alright. I’ll ask Femke to make you some soup or something hot to drink, okay?”

Kaz didn’t answer anything, staring forward blankly. Then he sighed and climbed up to the bed, pulling covers over himself. You could almost feel how warmth surged through his body for the first time in days as he made himself comfortable on the bed, his eyes looking at Jordie for a moment before his exhaustion kicked in and his eyes drooped closed. Noor smiled at you briefly and you nodded, closing the door behind you.

Her checking the rest of you for the disease was a task she’d do later, now the most important thing was that those two boys would turn out alright. Jordie looked like he had been just hours away from death, and it was a miracle you found them just in time. It was like Saints themselves had ascended on you and guided you to find them.

Maybe the city of Ketterdam wasn’t owned by thieves and murderers, not completely. Despite everything, there were people like your family, and you would always help those in need. People needed hope and compassion, and Kaz and Jordie had gotten that.

In a city of darkness, you and your family had been the only ones who had shown compassion for those two brothers, and they’d never forget what you did for them.

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[lunafoster]

Dead talking

Fem!reader

Warnings: mentions of a dead character(s), mentions of Kaz’s trauma, mentions of reader being small, mentions of life in the streets (if you squint), not beta read, English is not my first language (sorry).

Word count: 500+

A knock was heard from the door and he replied almost in autopilot.

“What business?”

The girl came in with a wary look, taking her time to observe the room before her eyes landed on him. She looked small, fragile, her hands shaking as she took a few steps towards him.

“I’m here for the job?” She questioned more than stated, “I’ve heard you needed someone who could provide you with unreachable information.”

“And what do you have to offer, miss…?” He trailed off, waiting for her to give him a name.

“I’m what one would call a witch,” she said, looking away for a second before meeting his eyes fiercely, as if daring him to question her.

“Grisha? What kind?” He ignored the fact that she hadn’t answered his implied question.

“Not exactly that…” she searched for the right words under his hard gaze, “just a witch.”

“How so? What kind of witch are you, then?” He looked skeptical, not trusting the woman -the girl- at all.

“I read cards, bones. Sometimes act as a medium. I- I can communicate with spirits, sir,” she wasn’t boasting, and her body language told him she was speaking the truth -or what she believed was the truth.

“Which means you know more about everyone than what they tell you, am I right?” He raised an eyebrow as she nodded shakily.

“Show me, then.”

She carefully approached his desk, sitting herself on the chair in front of it and extending a hand towards him.

Kaz stared at her hand for a couple of seconds. He took it into his own, swallowing a shudder at the contact of her skin against the leather of his gloves.

Her eyes rolled to the back of her head and she took a deep breath in. When she spoke, it sounded like multiple voices where exiting her throat.

“Rietveld, Kaz Rietveld. We know him. We know his brother. Jordie? Yes, Jordie,” he swallowed at the mention of his brother’s name, but willed himself to keep holding onto her hand even if the waters were rising to his waist.

“What happened?” The question sounded like it was hers, with her voice more prominent among the others.

“The Queen’s Plague,” that was his brother’s voice, unmistakable even after all these years.

He didn’t want to hear more, the waters up to his throat, almost drowning him. Kaz let go of her hand.

“That’s enough,” and he berated himself for sounding so shaken up.

When she looked at him again, her gaze was soft and her smile was sad. His own hardened at that and he coughed a couple of times to calm the tide around him.

“Your abilities will be helpful in the future,” he decided. After all, who didn’t want someone who was able to discover information only the dead had access to?

She smiled more openly now, but it fell from her face as soon as it appeared.

“Will I have a place to stay, then?” She asked, voice full of hope.

Dirtyhands had taken notice of her ripped and old clothes when she entered his office, her state proving the lack of a single good meal in her body.

“You will,” Kaz assured her, “as long as you pledge your loyalty to the Dregs and run by me all the information you reunite by the end of each day.”

“Of course, Mr. Brekker.”

“Kaz.”

“Kaz,” she repeated with a gentle smile.

#kaz brekker #shadow and bone #the crows #the dregs #six of crows #kaz brekker x reader #platonic #female reader #witch #medium #spirits #dead!jordie #kaz brekker imagine #six of crows x reader #shadow and bone x reader #grishaverse

[roz-boz]

All these people saying the show rating raised because Kaz is going to be more violent are making me shake my head so hard.

Like, girlies, they casted the actor for Jordie, we all know why the rating went up, and I'm honestly shitting myself rn

#backstory but derogatory #i remember feeling nauseous only by reading about it #imagine seeing it #scared but excited at the same time #shadow and bone #six of crows #grishaverse #soc #kaz brekker #kaz rietveld #jordie rietveld #kaz and jordie #kanej

[scriptedencryptid]

I’ll wait

#six of crows #shadow and bone #kaz brekker #jordie rietveld #He’s a magician at heart #I’d imagine if kaz ever got the chance to do any of the convoluted escapes that magicians do he’d never waste the chance to weasel out on h #His own #Ran out of characters in that last tag lol #Jordie would just watch him squirm #Like a good brother #‘You done? Need help’ #‘No. Stop. I got it’ #headcanons #cranium artillery

[bakugoushotwife]

🤲 yk imma need a jjk matchup pretty please 🤲

i’m feeling extra delusional today so it’s gonna need to be a romantic one, i don’t have a gender preferrnce, and if u feelin frisky u can throw in some nsfw parts too 🤭☺️☺️ luv u kyleeee

oh of course my darling, anything for you <3

i ship you with...

c h o s o k a m o

sweet, clueless, but oh so sweet

and he tries really hard to be a good boyfriend

you're his first relationship so you have to be patient or you will hurt his feewings

he's such a great listener???? mainly because he wants to be super attentive and learn how to love you, so he's always paying attention to your ramblings to learn what you think is cute, what you hate, what you've been wanting from what store, and what you think is annoying

particularly fond of your ever rotating music taste

look he has a lot of catching up to do, so he enjoys bouncing from genre to genre and artist to artist with you

omg please take him to festivals this is coming to me in a vision rn

i see him, ponytails, pink cowboy hat mhm, i see cowboy boots to match, paper thin jeans riddled with holes with black chaps and no shirt....yes yes...i think im cooking here...

anyway yes, festivals please please jordie im on my knees please

you guys would have so much fun sitting on little blankets on a hill bc you got there early and you're gonna eat and smoke and start drinking as the sun goes down and the first artist comes on like im collapsing into tears beside my bed banging on the floor

literally he would love this more than anything, after everything he's seen and done and come back from like this kind of youth and love and high on life is exactly what he needs

never smoked a blunt before you lol but loves it now and can almost roll by himself hehe

speaking of substances....pussydrunk man. sorry. no im not.

like you're his first everything girlfriend like he has never tasted pussyjuice?? and then you teach him how to make you feel good and he earns his first taste he's...never leaving your side actually may become a bum because of it

im dying im sorry he is just so addicted, like boy breakfast boy lunch boy dinner eatin coochie

he of course still shares you with me, because he understands my value, that's a whole diff headcanon story ;)

big cuddler because he's terribly clingy

i think he has the sexiest veiniest arms and hands, like ughhhh and he doesn't understand how sexy that is either like he'll just be casually running his hands through his hair or something and you're sobbing and he doesn't understand fjsjfsndlrg\

loves your reptiles omg he is a hoagie stan for sure iykyk

i just see this as something so cute and peaceful and pure awww

i mean he would definitely kill a bitch for you, but that's hopefully left for a darker, past, time!

doesn't listen to yuji's advice when in arguments with you anymore <3

decides to always earn forgiveness by worshiping the ground you walk on xoxo

anyways texting gege this should be canon i fear

#kyleewritesjjk #jjk x reader #kylee's 600 follower event #kylee does matchups #my mootie cutie jordie #choso x jordie #choso x reader #choso smut #jjk smut #choso thirst #choso imagine

[khiita]

S/TELL☆R, a group of friends that met in high-school, have been making giant leaps with their catchy, space-inspired songs and their energetic indie rock and electropop sound. If you like what you hear, make sure to support them in Battle of the Bands season 4! If you like what you see, follow them on social media!

freddie's band for @infamous-if ❤ [ x / x / x / x / x ]

#infamous #infamous if #edit #oc: fred #spotify #playlist #mine #.psd #don't ask why the 'this is' playlist has jazzy yet the picture in the profile has august. the timelines are splittingg #i like to imagine every band member would have made a playlist with their favorite songs to share w/ the fans... as a way 2 get 2 know them #rowan's playlist cover is a raccoon because. i dunno. i associate him with coons♥ + fred's is condorito and hatsune miku i won't elaborate #also thank you caitlyn for letting me add jordy's band here <333

[darthtaoshay]

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾Bad Day

Captain Rex/GN!Reader

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾Warning(s): Pre-Established Relationship, Anxiety, Crying, Comfort, Mentions of Battle of Abregado, and Reader is a Personnel Administration Specialist in the GAR

Notes: This is fully a self indulging fic. The situation actually happened at work the other day and I just decided that I would write it with one of my favs.

While this fic is not NSFW or 18+, this blog is still an 18+ blog. Profiles without their age or who are minors that follow me will be blocked.

“I completely understand your concern, General, and I promise I am keeping a close eye on them. I have continued my one-on-ones with each troop and I have not noticed a fall back with one of them. However, should it bring you peace of mind, I will request another evaluation before you and the 104 head out.”

“That would be greatly appreciated.” General Plo bows his head at you.

“I will send the request now. Thank you for stopping in with me, General.” You smile up at the Jedi as he stands to leave.

The smile drops the moment the door closes behind Jedi General Plo. The General had come to you to discuss his concerns about his battalion's mental health but mainly Wolffe, Boost, and Sinker. While the 104th battalion was rebuilt, it is still hard on the only three clones who survived the Battle of Abregado. You admire the Jedi’s care and love for his men but you often have him in your office talking about his troops and you have to give him the same answer every time.

You check the time and sigh as you realize that you still have a few hours left. As the war rages on, you feel more and more tense at your job. Helping Clone troopers develop their positions within the GAR and providing personal support is something you love to do, but lately it has been wearing you down. Some days are worse than others for you. Like today, there has been the constant feeling of something being wrong and, like there is a hole in your chest that is filled with worry. Hiding it has been easy, but the more you talk with Generals and troopers, the more you feel it eating at you.

A knock at your office door startles you out of your moment of peace. You stare at the door as your eyes burn with frustrated tears, wishing you could simply be alone for the rest of the day. The person knocks again and you close your eyes to will away the tears as you take a deep sigh. 

“Come in.” You adjust yourself and force a small smile. The door slides open to reveal Captain Rex on the other side. “Captain. How may I help you?”

Rex says nothing as the door slides shut behind him. Once the door is in place, he walks towards your desk and smiles down at you. The sight of him after the day you had instantly brought more tears to your eyes. It feels as though you can finally breathe after being under water. Hoping to hide the tears, you look down to your datapad as if to check a message, but it was useless as Rex caught one tear sliding down. 

“Hey hey, what’s wrong?” He is quick to come to your side, crouching down as he turns your chair towards him.

More tears come as you swallow a sob, shaking your head as you struggle to talk. Rex moves closer and brings his hand up to cup your cheek while the other rests on your knee. He is gentle as he wipes away the tears on the left side of your face, the thumb of his other hand is rubbing soothingly on your knee. 

“What’s going on, Cyar'ika? I need to know so I can help.”

Taking a shaking breath, you shrug your shoulders. “I don’t know. Just all day, I’ve felt like something is wrong and I don’t know what it could be. I’ve felt like my chest is hollow and it has just,” you take a deep breath as a new wave of tears come. “It has been a bad day.”

“I can tell,” Rex says teasingly.

You give a wet laugh as you look down at your lap, trying to stop the tears. Both of you sit in silence for a moment as you keep trying to stop the tears and Rex is comforting you. You feel like a weight has been lifted from you after being able to vent what you are feeling, but that hole is still in your chest and your thoughts start to race once more for a reason. As your face turns blank, Rex knows what is happening and is quick to react. 

“Why don’t we take a break for a bit. When was the last time you’ve been out of the office?”

You blink out of the trance you were in to look up at him. “Probably around lunch.”

“That was over 3 hours again,” he gives you a disappointing look and it makes you look down once more. “Let’s see if some fresh Coruscant air will do some good.” 

“That is the biggest oxymoron I’ve ever heard,” you say as you use his hand to help you stand from your chair.

“True but it is still fresher than the stuffy air in these offices.”

You snort as you walk out of your office holding his hand, squeezing softly to say thank you. Rex says nothing besides looking over at you with a smile and squeezing back. Both of you know you don’t feel completely better, but you are better than you were moments ago, and that is okay.

#jordys works #Captain Rex x Reader #Captain Rex imagine #Clone Wars x Reader #Clone Wars imagine #Star Wars x Reader

[just-jordie-things]

hi Jordie!! How are you? Just popping by to ask if you had any idea of a gojo angst x reader where the reader dies ;-; I had it saved before and made it my favorites but I can’t find it. It’s an angst piece where the reader dies and it included a time and Shoko realizing she’s standing in the same situation as she was with Haibara (??) before—

sorry for the intrusion/inconvenience, you don’t have to rely to this if you’re too busy! Stay safe all the time ~ We love you, mwah

omg this sounds amazing but no i’m not familiar with it 😭 if anyone knows pls comment/reblog !!!!! putting this in the gojo tags so hopefully it’s found soon !!

also ur so sweet and this wasn’t an inconvenience at all! i hope we can find it soon!!

#gojo satoru x reader #gojo x reader #gojo satoru imagine #gojo satoru #jordie says stuff

[obitohno]

full body massages that slowly morph into forty-year-old! bakugo’s oil-slicked fingers lingering as they brush between your thighs, the quiet mewl of approval exhaled with each breath from your lips now pitching on the shape of his name. he’s aged well—the only indication of his years are the minuscule crow’s feet that you have to squint to see, and the rough callouses that tickle over the sensitive curve of your hip—and although new to the press of the heel of his hand to the dip of your shoulder, he does have some experience. but, experience doesn’t hide the jitter-laced chuckle that tumbles from his throat when your fingers twist into the coarse tendrils of his hair, pride swelling within his chest, lungs expanding with the effort to just breathe. but it’s hard to just breathe when you look at him like that, all soft smiles and trembling thighs that hook themselves around the width of his waist as he takes you slowly, his weight pressing you to the bed with gentle rolls of his hips that serve nothing but to grind the silken surface of his length into the gooey heat of your cunt. he may have years upon him, and he may have experienced the world a little differently to you, but nothing could’ve prepared him for the way that his pulse falters when you murmur his given name just like that.

© obitohno. all rights reserved. do not repost my works.

#♡ jordy is writing ♡ #mha x reader #bnha x reader #bakugou x reader #bakugo x reader #bakugou fluff #soft bakugou #mha fluff #bakugou imagine #bakugou x you #bakugou thirst

[carnivorousyandeere]

We need to appreciate Jordi more. That Alpha!Darling x Alpha!Jordi post got me acting so unwise

And I appreciate you!! So here’s some more of Alpha!Jordi 🫶

Alpha Jordi Pining After Alpha Darling

( MDNI, No Age in Bio DNI )

CW: a/b/o, stealing your things/stalking you, anal play

Jordi just can’t get enough of your scent, enough of you, ever since he caught a whiff of it at the gym he works at. If only you felt the same way…

But you seem to ignore xyr scent at best, and be disgusted by it at worst. He sees the way your eyes follow omegas as they pass by instead, seeing the way your breaths deepen and your expression changes so slightly.

Jordi wishes more than anything xe could be more of what you wanted. Someone pliable, breedable.

He begins to try training himself to be more like an omega, starting with building a nest. His favorite blankets and pillows, along with dirty underwear and used, sweaty towels from your locker at the gym surround him every night.

And every night Jordi trains xymself to take you, presenting themself ass-up just like an omega would and stretching their tight asshole to loose wetness on knotted dildos as they bury their face in their nest, breathing in your scent.

#mail 📬 #oc Jordi #yandere fan #my thoughts #yandere #yandere oc #yandere imagines #yandere scenarios #yandere x darling #yandere x you #yandere x reader #yandere cw #mdni #nsft #no age in bio dni #yandere smut

[swanimagines]

WATCH DOGS AO3 SERIESES

EVERYTHING FOR WATCH DOGS

Aiden Pearce

Marcus Holloway

The Wrench

Jordi Chin

Dušan Nemec

(Any of the other characters don't have any requests written nor pending as for now, so I'm unable to have serieses for them as AO3 requires you to have at least one oneshot written to be able to add it to a series, and I can't promise serieses for characters who don't have requests pending/I have no ideas of my own for them)

For anyone who's concerned, THESE ARE NOT ONESHOT COLLECTIONS, they are made using AO3's "series" feature.

If you want to be informed about new fics for Watch Dogs or its individual characters, create an AO3 account and subscribe or bookmark any of those serieses listed above. There are buttons at the top right corner for those, or on top on mobile. I do not do Tumblr taglists anymore.

Also, if you're wondering, requests are ALWAYS open and you're welcome to leave one or multiple. Just remember to read my rules and pick a request type from this list.

#watch dogs #watch dogs imagine #watch dogs x reader #watch dogs 2 #marcus holloway #aiden pearce #wrench #aiden pearce x reader #wrench x reader #wrench imagine #aiden pearce imagine #marcus holloway x reader #marcus holloway imagine #jordi chin #jordi chin x reader #jordi chin imagine #Dušan Nemec x reader #Dušan Nemec #Dušan Nemec imagine

[rabbit-hearted-girl]

I had forgotten how Kaz's dad died, "crushed beneath a plough with his insides strewn across a field" that's such a horrible way to go

#like even before they left for ketterdam Jordie and Kaz had seen things no child should #imagine how terrible to see your father like that #my father hanged himself when I was eight and to this day im grateful that I wasn't home when he was found #kaz brekker #kaz and jordie #jordie rietveld #kaz rietveld #six of crows #crooked kingdom #soc #ck #grishaverse #tw self harm #tw suicide

[constellama]

Kaz is a theater kid. Hear me out.

In Crooked Kingdom? When he bumps into Cornelis Smeet? And there’s that entire description of Kaz suddenly being a flustered boy with mussed hair and Smeet doesn’t even recognize him.

The scene before that too where he tells Wylan that he looks more suspicious than Thief Number Three in the Komedie Brute?

The fact that all his disguises are literally costumes from the Komedie Brute because he steals them from a theater?

The fact that Kaz is good at bluffing?With the second chapter of six of crows with Geels where he makes Geels believe that his girl is in danger?

The fact that he literally learned how to do magic tricks?? Like idk how this relates to theater kids but. I’m sure it does. Somehow.

THE ENTIRETY OF CHAPTER 37 IN CK ?? The way Kaz becomes literally the most unhinged manipulative person and then as soon as Rollins leaves and Inej asks him if his son will be safe Kaz just goes “lol wdym” LIKE HELLO?? He definitely rehearsed that.

A bit of a bonus, the entire Ivanovski bit in the show. Need I say more.

And of course, Kaz is literally the most dramatic character ever and if that doesn’t scream theater kid idk what does.

In conclusion, Kaz Rietveld was a theater kid and Kaz Brekker uses that to his advantage.

edit bc I’m too lazy to reblog this but HOW COULD I FORGET THE DREGS FIGHT ?! Istg that whole thing was a PERFORMANCE

#kaz is a theater kid I will die on this hill #oh god just imagine #little kaz and jordie rietveld watching stage plays before they had to sell the farm and move away #crying sobbing just thinking of them #grishaverse #six of crows #crooked kingdom #kaz brekker #kaz rietveld #constellama talks

[6point5crows]

Six of Crows x Unwind

Kaz vers 1: Parents died before he or Jordie could ever be signed up for unwinding— though their parents would’ve never anyways. However upon meeting Pekka, he was somehow able to sign off on their unwinding forms (having strings he could pull, able to get money for this, etc). They were getting shipped off when Jordie and Kaz tried to escape. Jordie didn’t make it, and sacrificed himself for Kaz to escape, where he was on the run ever since. A few years later, he caught Pekka now having Jordie’s hands.

Kaz Vers 2: (Aka another au outcome of this) His parents did end up signing off on his and Jordie’s unwinding— or even just Kaz’s. Jordie helps him escape and they flee to the city to disappear. However, Pekka was a parts pirate, and he manages to trap them. Kaz is able to get away but Jordie doesn’t. Same outcome as before.

Jesper: He was never signed off to be unwound, of course, but after the loss of his mother and never able to sit still, he was sent to Ketterdam (as before). However he starts to get involved with runaways, and eventually gets mistaken for one anyways. Parts pirates begin to target him, and he loves the thrill of being on the run. So, he joins the ranks of the unwind-runaways, despite never being one himself.

Inej: Once she is kidnapped and taken to Ketterdam, and then further sold to Haleen, she is still made to work for her. However, Haleen has already signed off on Inej’s unwind papers the day they met, and was waiting to submit the papers until Haleen (ugh.) saw fit. However, Kaz knew of this practice and, as in canon, payed off her indenture and her unwind form so it wouldn’t be submitted. Plot twist: eventually Haleen submits it anyways, leading to Inej becoming a runaway as well. Of course, not even parts pirates dare to target her.

Nina: She was actually storked, having gone to house to house. She was passed around until finally she landed at the doorstep of a Ravkan military official. They took her into a home until she was revealed to be a heartrender, where she was then placed into the Ravkan army. She would not be unwound unless she failed to serve Ravka— abandoning or betraying them. This was never an issue to cross her mind until she was kidnapped by Fjerda and thought to be dead. She and Matthias have their storyline, and instead of her accusing Matthias of being a slavor, she accuses him of being a false parts pirate— somebody who takes kids not meant to be unwound and unwinds them. Though in doing so, this reaches Ravka who then fr does sign her unwinding form and she hides in Ketterdam hoping they don’t catch wind of that.

Matthias: Much like the situation with Nina, once he joins the Fjerdan army, he must work hard and prove himself to keep him from being unwound. This, he is able to do, until he is put into Ketterdam prison. While there, they sign his unwinding form for a few months out (they are really backed up, I imagine) until the Crows break him out. He is given the option to be freed from that unwinding form (ruled as a mistake) if he helps them break into the Ice Court. After he does so, and that whole plot happens, Fjerdan still has ability to sign an unwinding form for Matthias. They do so, and he becomes a runaway.

Wylan: The threat of being unwound has always loomed over his head. His own father constantly threatening to sign the form— even going as far as to keep a copy of the signed form framed on Wylan’s wall to remind him that it could be sent out anytime. However, eventually, Van Eck starts to go around and tell people that he was actually raising Wylan to be a tithe instead— something Wylan never found out until too late. He was sent off one day, only to discover that he was actually heading off to his own unwinding. He escaped, much like he did in the books, and flees to Ketterdam under a new name. He learns from the other Crows that nobody had blinked an eye at his disappearance as they all believed he was tithed and unwound. He only becomes a runaway once it’s learned that he is alive by Van Eck, who hires parts pirates to specifically try and capture Wylan to unwind him.

#unwind #six of crows #crossover #grishaverse #I just be crossing things over #idek if any of this works #somebody write this because I can’t #take the funny thoughts in my head #okay but imagine if people didn’t like Wylan or trust him because they still thought he was a tithe #and they think he would happily be unwound #but in fact that’s not it at all #imagine Pekka specifically requested to have Jordie’s hands…. #which is like #Kaz always wearing gloves parallel with Pekka having his brothers hands #or an au where Kaz breaks into the unwinding chamber to save Jordie only to see his brother in bits #lmao #or what if Kaz needs to get a replacement part without his control and he gets a part of Jordie… #I cannot be having these thoughts wtf #also chapter 40 is just Matthias getting unwound btw #Inej nearly gets unwound in crooked kingdom when she’s kidnapped #LMAO THEY UNWIND ALBY #that last tag was for Kassel btw