Kanej- centric, Pacific Rim AU
“You don’t have to tell me. I’m sorry. I’m sorry I didn’t get you out sooner. I’m no saint, but you have my word. You won’t go back there.”
“What do I owe you, then? What do you want?”
Old answers form in his thoughts and it overloads his brain.
Kruge, whole bank accounts maxed out with it. Power, enough to take over the Jaeger program, and maybe even the whole Kaiju parts market. Pekka Rollins either six feet below the ground or six feet deep in a Kaiju’s belly, he wasn’t picky.
Jordie’s voice in his nightmares silenced forever.
But he has no time to even consider chasing the rabbit just so she’ll never truly know how broken he is, because another answer floods into the Drift; new, louder, unwelcome.
“You, Inej. You.”
Greetings to all the Crows fans, and especially to the fellow Kanej fans! Per the minds of folks like @andromeda3116 and @renegade-lemon, I am coming up with the Pacific Rim AU that I am uncreatively calling (drift compatible) because I’m kinda still working on the title okayyyyy
The fic is gradually coming together, but in the meantime, I need the help of fellow PacRim fans who also have the Kanej brainrot.
I’m compiling a list of songs to give myself some inspiration while I’m finishing writing. I need suggestions to add to the playlist, please.
Here’s what I have so far:
Canceling the Apocalypse - from the ‘Pacific Rim’ soundtrack
Never Let Me Go - Florence and the Machine
Stabat Mater - Woodkid
Sound the Bells - Dessa
If you have any song suggestions for the (drift compatible) fic I would really appreciate it.
Thank you all so much, and please reblog so I know how many people are interested in this PacRim AU Kanej fic :3
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this is my second most popular fic of all time AND my most popular Grishaverse fic! I’d love to get back into writing more Kanej as they were THE defining ship of my high school years and haven’t written much for them as of late! SO! i am now accepting and would love to write prompts of this lil ‘verse/post CK verse if anyone has ideas, suggestions, or things they’d like to see in it!
in secret, between the shadow and the soul 1/2
Kanej, Inej-centric. Teen ish, marriage of convenience, 3000 words
(About 6 years post Crooked Kingdom)
Read here on ao3
The apothecary asks her how long it’s been since she’s been intimate with her husband, and Inej almost chokes, says no, she hasn’t been in a very long time. Honesty is always difficult in her carse- dealing with her own past, own demons is hard enough without having to watch other people attempt proper emotional responses on her behalf, and maybe the apothecary senses that because she doesn’t ask more.
“It’s legal more than anything. A question of economics,” Kaz said, and Inej nodded, because it’s kerch and how could it be anything but? Certainly nothing as tawdry as emotion or desire, let alone love, could interfere with so large a life decision.
Only Kerch citizens can hold berths in the water, and its significantly easier to manage bank accounts and conduct major financial decisions of the kind Inej needs to make on the near daily when restocking her ships. There’s one route faster than all the others to becoming a Kerch citizen.
Inej suggested it before Kaz did.
She isn’t ready for marriage, she said. She isn’t ready to be tied to a man, to be anything more or less than herself alone. The Kerch made the whole business easy by never referring to this thing they’re doing as a marriage, all the paperwork is about Economic Units, Civil Unions. There’s so many pages of jargon it made Inej’s eyes bleed. Future children held less inches of fine grey type than agreements on pigs and shipping company stocks, and were described in the same economic language.
Kaz went through the whole thing line by line until the shore she was going to call for an annulment before they’d even gotten the damned thing notarized, or else make herself a tastefully rich and very young widow.
“It’s a contract,” he said. “You should know all the details before you sign your life away.”
“For heaven’s sake,” Inej said, irritated by the last several pages about Property Division in the Event of Medium Sized or Larger Storms, Grisha Attacks, and General Flooding, “I’m not signing my life away.”
“When you get married, it might be difficult to annul if you’ve still got a legal Kerch-”
“When I get married?” she shoots back challengingly. “To who?”
“I don’t know. That fire-tongued revolutionary who writes you poetry and will make you a new world. The Kaelish tavern maid who always pours you a free beer in her bar while you sing about the plight of the repressed. Someone hopelessly moon-eyed and optimistic, who thinks the world shits rainbows and knows what you’re worth.”
“You, Kaz Brekker,” she finally sighed, “are a hell of a lot dumber than they say you are.”
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one thing i loved about this line for her is how incredibly religious the idea of the shekhinah is, but the actual stanza it’s couched in IS
אוי ווי אַמאָל, טאָ זאָג מיר אויס
וואָס טוט זיך דאָרטן אין דײַן שויס
טאָ וואָס זשע דאַרפֿסט זיך שעמען ווי אַ בתולה
און געדענק ווי כ׳האָב אין דיר גערוט
ווי די שכינה גלוט אין אונדזער בלוט
און יעדער אָטעם טוט אַ הללויה
Oh, tell me again, like before,
What's happening down there in your lap
Why must you be ashamed, like a virgin?
Just remember how I dwelled in you,
How the holy feminine spirit glows in our blood,
And every breath utters a hallelujah
aka. it’s an extremely visceral, earthy, sexual translation of Leonard Cohen’s original, and I think she’d love the mix of the sacred and the profane (the holy and the broken!)
love having modern!au jewish nina’s very very jewish tattoo chosen and it’s:
ווי די שכינה גלוט אין אונדזער בלוט
vi di shekinah glut in undzer blut
from here and it means “how the shekinah glows in our blood.” the shekinah is a complicated religious concept but it’s something like the divine presence of g-d and is feminine, Daniel Kahn translated it as “the holy feminine spirit”
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