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Im In A Shippy Mood Tonight So Like This And Ill Im You About Shipping Our Muses. Please Try To Have
iโm in a shippy mood tonight so like this and iโll im you about shipping our muses. please try to have some idea of who you want to ship with before i approach you.
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The relief that Ennisโ words bring him is something that Jack canโt even begin to quantify. He takes the proffered whiskey bottle and drinks from it, hoping it hides his giant grin long enough for him to get it under control. โNah.โ If he had his way, this would never end. Itโd just be him and Ennis on the mountain forever, with nothing and no one to drag them back to civilization. He doesnโt say that, though. He doesnโt want to scare Ennis off. โNot yet.โ Even saying yet has him scared. Maybe Ennis will realize they can end this whenever they want and heโll call it off right now. Jack knows heโs being stupidโEnnis just said he didnโt want to call it off, after allโbut he canโt help worrying. โFigure Iโll take as much time as I can get.โ He grins again, and then adds, โIโll take as muchโa you as I can get, too.โ Itโs a risky thing to say, but Jack has always been a risk-taker.

๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐. shuts everything out and creates a room where only the two of them exist. it's so easy to feel everything he feels for jack here. here where there's no one telling him it's wrong. no one waiting to catch him in the act and punish him for it. all those fears are swallowed , too , and ennis finds himself easing into the comfort of it more and more each day. but in the back of his mind , he always knows the morning is coming. and life won't be the same after leaving the mountain. he knows this. he takes a long swig of whiskey straight from the bottle and offers it over to jack. shakes his head in reply to jack's question. โ don't s'pose i do just yet. do you? โ
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He ignores the question about the Wraith. Johanna will come to know Inej soon enough. He scribbles down some sums before he answers her, ignoring her sharp tone completely. Heโs dealt with angry people before. He can deal with an angry Healer. He puts his pen away and folds his hands on his desk. โI know enough.โ He scoffs quietly. โJohanna, I make money off of what people believe on the street.โ A lie, but she doesnโt know that. And really, itโs a half-truth. Kaz doesnโt make money of off what people believe on the street, but he does make money off the rumors that are whispered in the streets. โWhat goes on behind closed doors can carry immense value under the right circumstances.โ He pauses for a moment to let that sink in. โI am in need of a Healer. My sources say youโre one of the best in Ketterdam. You can join my crew, or you can return to your life of luxury. The choice is yours.โ

silk shawl over her shoulders and curls falling down her back, she stands like an empress in ketterdam. johanna certainly doesn't feel like royalty. no one with a crown is desperate enough to make deals with---what exactly? a thief, murderer, liar? the merch paints her like an empress. her canvas is still a scared little girl. โ wraith? โ kaz brekker is not grisha, that she knows. she wonders if he keeps those gloves on just to make himself more of a mystery. he cannot bend shadows or talk to spirits. why would one already dead work for him? he has no leverage. still, johanna winces at the mention of the leverage he has on her. johanna barker is no secret. she was never meant to be one. if anyone had anything to say about what an old man did to a twelve-year-old girl behind closed doors, they kept their mouths shut. it isn't a secret spilled that turns her cheeks white, it's the shame of wasted years of girlhood that she will never be able to steal back. โ what do you know of my conditions? โ voice steady, yet sharp. โ you can't believe everything people say on the street. โ but oh, he can. is it gossip if it's true?
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