Follow Your Passion: A Seamless Tumblr Journey
Thank you @13agota for tagging me to post the last line I wrote! I apologize for answering late, I always forget to check my inbox on here! As a consolation, I'm including a handful of extra lines.
If she were facing him, Kaz is certain she would’ve been narrowing her eyes. He can deduce from the tension in her shoulders that she finds the entire thing suspicious. He knew she would, but it doesn’t matter. As long as Wylan doesn’t suspect a thing.
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A jerk of movement pulls her into consciousness. She’s no longer on the ground; she’s in someone’s arms, Inej realizes with a start. Her fingers twitch, seeking out one of her knives, but so much pain is radiating from her arm that she can’t move.
Whoever is carrying her isn’t doing so gently. With each staggering step, Inej is wrenched against the person’s chest.
“Inej? Are you awake?” says a rasping voice.
Kaz. Kaz is carrying her.
“Kaz?” Inej says. Her voice is hoarse from the vomiting and the drinking.
“Yes. It’s me. We’re almost there.”
https://archiveofourown.org/works/56463739/chapters/163618366
A jerk of movement pulls her into consciousness. She’s no longer on the ground; she’s in someone’s arms, Inej realizes with a start. Her fingers twitch, seeking out one of her knives, but so much pain is radiating from her arm that she can’t move.
Whoever is carrying her isn’t doing so gently. With each staggering step, Inej is wrenched against the person’s chest.
“Inej? Are you awake?” says a rasping voice.
Kaz. Kaz is carrying her.
“Kaz?” Inej says. Her voice is hoarse from the vomiting and the drinking.
“Yes. It’s me. We’re almost there.”
https://archiveofourown.org/works/56463739/chapters/163618366
There are so many scenes that I want to see reinterpreted in this universe I've created, but then I remember that I have to write it to make it happen :') I'm currently working on a double chapter situation, one being a chapter entirely dedicated to these types of scenes that I couldn't figure out how to shoehorn into the main plot, but I wanted to see Kaz and Inej navigate them in the Wild West. The desire to daydream about my fic and not actually write my fic has been so strong fr!
Slowly but surely I've been making progress on Blood Meridian. Junior year of college is kicking my ass but semester ending means more time to write! Very exciting!
“I told you. I told you it was part of the job. What did you think was going to happen, Inej? I didn’t take you from the Menagerie so we could all be one happy fucking family, did I? I wanted you to be dangerous. You were, and now you’re whining about it.”
“And I told you that I didn’t want to kill innocent people!”
“Then why did you?”
“He was about to kill you!” Inej cries, and springs to her feet. Her face is flushed, from crying or from anger, Kaz isn’t sure.
“Inej, don’t listen to him,” Nina spits over Jesper’s unconscious body. “Kaz is just a bastard. Don’t listen to him. Kaz, leave her alone.”
“Would you rather have been killed?” Inej asks, her palms outstretched, as if Kaz can package up the answer and place it in her hands. “Would you rather have been killed than have me cry?”
I feel personally victimized while writing this chapter. It is attempting to kill me. Send help.
I promise I've been making progress on Blood Meridian. It is definitely not being abandoned! Going back to college has made life very hectic. Chapter Four coming soon!
“So I’ll be scaling the train instead,” Inej finishes. “I remember.”
“Scaling the train while it’s moving,” Kaz stresses, narrowing his eyes at her. “Get inside the locomotive and make the conductor stop. The tracks will be destroyed, so the conductor would need to stop either way, but you’ll need to subdue him. Make him tell the passengers that they’ve stopped for maintenance. If we panic the pigeons, they’ll be more difficult to work with. Jesper and I will start at the first car, and Matthias and Nina will hit the last. We’ll reconvene in the middle.”
Inej’s hands shake as she says: “We’re robbing them, and then leaving. We aren’t harming anyone.”
Kaz’s head dips. “Unless they make things difficult.”
“Kaz. I won’t kill anyone. I won’t kill innocent passengers.”
He scoffs at her. “Yes, your holiness, you’ve made yourself clear. We’ll see about that.”
“Be quiet.” Kaz snaps, and the group falls silent.
Inej’s eyes are wide as saucepans. She looks at each of their faces.
“I know I’ve caused you all trouble,” Inej says quietly, “But don’t send me back. I won’t go back to Heleen. I won’t.”
Kaz feels his blood run cold. The others are stunned into silence. Nina says: “What? Inej, honey, what are you talking about?”
“Mr. Brekker bought me and it’s ruined your plans,” Inej whispers quickly, as if she thinks one of them will cut her off. Or worse, silence her with a slap across the face. Kaz clenches his fists, the leather squealing. “I’m sorry that has happened. But I don’t want to go back.”
rating: E
A pleasant flush spreads through him remembering the first time he woke up with a ring of bruises that Inej had kissed into his skin, circling his neck like a medal he had worked so hard to earn. He had rolled over in bed to face her and preened while she traced her fingers lightly over the marks. Mine, she had whispered. Yours, Kaz had confirmed. Inej places her mouth on the base of his throat now and he feels her canines nip into his skin. He would let her devour him if she asked.
Kaz, Inej, and a sunny spring day spent in bed.
Everyone west of the Mississippi knows the name Kaz Brekker. Kaz Brekker and his crew listen to the laws of no man, and have established a reputation in western America as infamous criminals. Inej, trapped by Heleen and her indenture, dreams of having the kind of freedom Kaz Brekker and the Dregs have. So when Kaz Brekker and his gang ride into town, Inej makes a deal with the devil. Though she had no idea she'd fall in love with him.
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