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Kaz brekker's baby sitting

CONTEXT ; adjala brekker is kazs adopted sister (and shes suli) and elijah rollins is Pekkas illegitamate disowned son (adjalas husband) and kaz has a neice, Jordan and her twin brother is his first nephew Johaness and Kaz fav nephew is Kaz jr. a baby boy who likes kaz alot too.

WARNINGS; Cuteness overload 😭😭

The cozy candlelit restaurant in ketterdam provided the perfect ambiance for Adjala and Elijah's long-overdue date night. They savored each other's company, relishing the rare moments of quietude and connection.

Meanwhile, back at their home, Uncle Kaz was in charge of babysitting duty. With a baby boy, Kaz Jr., a toddler girl, Jordan, and her twin brother, Johannes, it was a formidable task. Kaz watched the twins with a mixture of awe and exhaustion as they energetically tore through the living room, rearranging furniture and creating chaos.

Kaz sighed, his gloved hands buried in his hair as he muttered to himself, "What am I doing with my life? Why did I agree to this? This is madness."

Kaz Jr., seated in his baby bouncer nearby, cooed in apparent agreement, seemingly understanding the gravity of the situation as he watched the twins cause mayhem.

Hours passed, and just when Kaz thought he might lose his mind, he had a brilliant idea. He started constructing one of his infamous "Kaz Bunker" pillow forts. With the speed and precision of a mastermind, he built walls of pillows and blankets, corralling the twins into the makeshift fortress.

As Adjala and Elijah returned home, they were met with a scene of controlled chaos. The living room was a mess, but it was contained within the boundaries of the pillow fort. Kaz lay on the floor, fast asleep, his mouth slightly open, drooling onto the carpet.

Elijah couldn't help but chuckle as he surveyed the scene. "Looks like Uncle Kaz managed to get some sleep."

Adjala nodded, a fond smile on her face. "Maybe all those heists were practice for babysitting. I never expected my brother drooling on my carpet with my son on his chest."

They approached the fort and found Kaz Jr. sleeping soundly on Kaz's chest, while Jordan and Johannes had cuddled up next to him, also fast asleep.

Elijah gently lifted Kaz Jr. and laid him in his crib, while Adjala carefully extricated the twins from the fort. Kaz Jr. seemed to stir for a moment, but he settled back into slumber, content in the knowledge that his uncle had things under control.

As they settled their children into their beds, Adjala and Elijah couldn't help but appreciate the bond between Kaz and their little family. It might be unconventional, and sometimes chaotic, but it was filled with love, laughter, and the occasional pillow fort heist.

Adjala whispered to Elijah, "We're lucky to have him."

Elijah smiled and kissed her forehead. "Yes, we are."

"Kaz." Adjala gently shakes him awake. "Get up. Sleep in the guest room."

And with Kaz groggily left the room, knowing that he had proved himself to be more than just a mastermind—he was a master babysitter, too.

Taglist: @ell0ra-br3kk3r , @cookie-block , @she-posts-nerdy-stuff, @marsconer ,

Screaming. crying. This is amazing

Yellow is Kaz’ favourite colour.

Not some bright and neon yellow but a soft, somewhat golden, type of yellow. The yellow you would spot faintly in a sunset, the yellow that reminds him of the days as a child watching that very sunset with his family, the yellow you could spot faintly on Matthias’ hair when the sun hit it just right, the yellow spotted in small specks throughout Nina’s eyes as she smiled widely- a teasing and caring smile, the yellow found surrounding Wylan with a soft glow as he laughed and shone with pure emotion, the yellow that glints in front of Kaz’ eyes when the sun hits Jesper’s precious Zemeni revolvers at just the right angle, the yellow showing throughout Inej’s tunic embroidered in small details he has memorised, the yellow he has found to be intertwined with all his favourite things about his life.

So yeah, his favourite colour is yellow.

MODERN AU KAZZLE DAZZLE

Who else wants a emo theatre kid Kaz in a modern highschool AU, with a bad emo haircut, an obsession for sunglasses and dramatic gloves (gloves for trauma), UNO, cards, mirror selfies and takeout, and a crush on his Lil sister's bestfriend, star gymnast of Ketterdam High, Inej Ghafa and gets teased abt it by his annoying older brother Jordie.

Tag(s): @bookworm-center

This thing right here is the inspo for my six of crows Modern AU fanfic. Kaz is a theatre kid.

you can't look at this and tell me Kaz wouldn't be a theater kid

Jesper: thanks Saints, Nina, you are free, can you watch my presentation “Why Wylan should marry me”?

Nina being actually busy: I am not fr….

Jesper: It is only few slides long!

*125 slides later*

Jesper: … and this is why Wylan should marry me, thank you for your attention and thanks in advance for your questions.

Nina: ok, I have questions. Why this presentation even exists? And do you even notice that Wylan was here all this time? If it is your idea of how to propose, we need to have a serious conversation, Jesper Llewellyn.

Wylan who was watching this presentation with a bunch of snacks: oh, no, I am already saw this presentation 10 times, and I already made us an appointment at the Church of Barter. Actually, I proposed. But he isn’t trying to convince me, he made this to convince Kaz to give us a blessing.

Nina: And…

Wylan: Don’t ask me why he thinks that we need blessing of Kaz Brekker, I don’t know. We already wrote a letter to my father in Hellgate and he sent us back 15 pages of curses, I think this is better than any blessing.

Jesper: I tried to talk with Kaz about it and said that I know that Wylan is too good for me, and he said “oh, perfect, I don’t need to talk with you” and closed a door in my face!

Nina: It is really explaining why so much slides are about investments and that slide with photo of Inej in the costume of Wylan’s attendant.

Jesper: And this remind me of my second presentation “Why Kaz Brekker should be my best man”. *turning on second presentation* First reason: Inej….

Someone said it.

too much kaz fics, too little inej fics…the sapphic urge to fix this

Justice for v.phogat.

She protested against the government in 2023. She competed in the 48kg, 50kg and 53kg categories in various games. She's the first Indian woman wrestler to secure gold in Asian games and Commonwealth games. She was the first Indian woman to qualify for Olympic wrestling finals.

She beat a world champion this year. She lost 1.5 kilograms in a night. She overexerted herself.

She was disqualified for being 100g overweight.....

Did she deserve this?

Some more Inej art I did.

Looks like crap but I like it so....

Hope you do too.

KANEJ SCREAMING AHHHHHHHH

MY KANEJ HEART 💖💕💖💕💖

Ahem don’t mind me…

Hunger Games AU

I’m rewatching the Hunger Games, which means you all have to see as I throw yet another HG AU into the world. No, there are not enough already.

Kaz Brekker won his games at 13 years old. He’d volunteered for his brother, Jordie. Jordie had been 17, just about to age out of Reaping age. And yet, his name had been called when those papers were drawn from that stupid glass bowl. Kaz’s name had been in there 53 times, Jordie’s only 10. Despite being the runt of the litter, even in the Barrel District, Kaz had volunteered. And he’d won. He fought like a wild dog, with his nails and teeth. When they pulled him out and crowned him Victor, he’d thought at very least that he’d be going home to his brother. That all of it would have been worth it. He arrived back home to an empty house and an unmarked grave. He’d torn the house to pieces, leaving hardly more than its four walls intact. It had been home for a Victor, and Kaz hadn’t felt like he’d won much of anything. He became a mentor after that, and a good one too. But the Capitol never did quite trust him.

Inej Ghafa won her Games the following year. She was Kaz’s first tribute; although she had not technically been born in his District, her name had been reaped all the same. She had refused to fight, those first few days in the training center. Kaz hadn’t forced her. But he showed her what would happen to her if she chose not to fight. Recordings of the Games were kept for tributes to study, and he had not spared her any detail, had not allowed her to look away from the screen. She agreed to learn how to use a knife after that. She spent most of her Games hiding. Well, maybe that wasn’t the right word. She was not hiding, not out of fear, she was stalking. Tributes would fall with silver knives sticking from their throats, knives that had seemingly come from nowhere. She’d suffered at the hands of the Capitol after being crowned Victor. No one could deny the Capitol their darling.

Jesper Fahey was Kaz’s second tribute. A farm boy with a knack for shooting. There were no guns in the Games, that’d make it too easy, but he could shoot an arrow well enough. Kaz trained him hard, even harder than he’d trained Inej. Because while Inej could rely on her ability to disappear, Jesper was difficult to hide. The Capitol enjoyed his charismatic jokes, which helped Kaz get him enough sponsorships to win him the Games. The life of a Victor didn’t suit him and his father, but the gambling halls kept his mind off the memories.

Nina Zenik was the District One tribute during the following year, which happened to be a Quarter Quell. She was trained to kill since she was a child. They’d supressed her powers before letting her loose in the arena. It would be unfair to put a Grisha against Otkazat'sya. Not that she’d needed luck. A begrudging alliance formed between the careers, just like every other year. But this year was different. This year, the last two standing, regardless of district, would go home Victors. She’d taken a liking to Matthias Helvar, despite the fact that he seemed very keen on betraying her, and was determined to win with him by her side.

Matthias Helvar was the District Two tribute during the Quarter Quell. He’d been trained to leave no survivors, regardless of District. The Quarter Quell would allow two Victors, and he was determined to go home with the second District Two tribute. He didn’t know her, but she was Fjerdan, he didn’t need to know her. Allowing Nina to watch his back, he’d planned to betray her once the numbers had dwindled. He hadn’t calculated falling for the District One tribute. They were both crowned Victor, and became mentors in their respective Districts. Matthias avoided Nina as much as he could, the guilt of losing his district partner to save the life of a Grisha weighing heavily on his shoulders.

Wylan Van Eck was Capitol-born through and through. He had grown up oblivious to the struggles of the Districts. But when he had been deemed a disappointment by his father, he was forced into becoming a stylist for the Games. He worked with the tributes from the Barrel District. As a stylist, he was forced to watch the Games, watch the violence and brutality. He’d watch alongside Kaz as the tributes fell. If the Bastard of the Barrel was feeling particularly charitable, he’d tell Wylan when to close his eyes and avoid the worst of it. He wanted the Games gone, but with a Gamemaker as a father, he didn’t have much of a choice but to do what he was told, unless he wanted to end up in the arena too.