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you have kaz and inej’s best friends to lovers, their little window-sitting routine where they don’t need to talk to feel each other. you have nina and inej’s waffle dates and complaints about boys and faith in each other. you have wylan and nina’s little scheme with smeet, the way he’s impressed with her and the way she teases about bullying him. you have wylan and matthias, matthias wondering if he’ll have to intercede while kaz has his cane to wylan’s throat, wylan considering matthias the naive one of them. you have matthias and jesper, jesper being the flirt and matthias getting embarassed by him and thinking he’s hilarious, jesper thinking matthias has this heart full of honor. you have jesper and nina, both flirting ketterdam into submission, dealing with their at first ignorant boyfriends, sharing camaraderie. you have nina and kaz, the obnoxious completely platonic flirting and the grudging respect for each other’s skills, the two of them playing each other but still being in each other’s corner. you have kaz and wylan and the way kaz sees himself in wylan and wylan sees a figure to respect in kaz, kaz telling wylan to have no shame in who he is, falling on top of a table together. you have wylan and inej and their mutual bond dating two idiotic brothers, the oft underestimated ones of the group, finding peace in each other as people who want to be good. you have inej and jesper and their care for each other, their mutual crush on kaz and the sheer angst jesper feels when he realizes he may have hurt her. you have jesper and kaz who are like brothers but first and foremost best friends, two boys who just want the other to be better, who understand each other’s weaknesses better than themselves. you have kaz and matthias, the druskelle and the demjin, the teasing that comes from a grudging and then deserved sense of mutual respect. you have matthias and nina and falling in love after a shipwreck, protecting someone even in death, finding each other, dreaming of each other. you have matthias and inej and bonding over religious conviction, matthias thinking inej is too good for kaz and inej teasing that he isn’t enough for nina. you have jesper and wylan and a kiss that feels like a gunshot, the teasing and falling in with a love for each other’s skills, for the ability to understand each other so intimately, the spin of a makker’s wheel.

“,,, both”

“was never allowed that freedom. Eventually, the boat grew older and rebellious. He decided that he was sick and tired of the same cove and the same docks, so one night he just decided to leave. When the moon was bright overhead and his parents were fast asleep, the not so little boat left. He gently swept through the water hoping he wouldn’t stir anyone awake. Not long after, he was finally outside of the cove and he could see the stars twinkle in a way that he’d never seen them do before. They twinkled in a way that just screamed freedom. And it was beautiful. And it was right. So he kept going. He went in the direction that he would always see the sun set in and he was excited to finally touch it. Days passed and he’d see the sun and moon both set, but he couldn’t reach it. He wondered ‘how far away is it’ but kept going in hopes to accomplish. He’d never been taught that he couldn’t catch the sun for he never asked. He didn’t ask in fear of letting down his parent boats and that is where he ultimately failed. A couple more days passed and he grew exhausted. His little heart just couldn’t keep going anymore, but there wasn’t anywhere around him to rest. Only sea. It was beautiful and it was freedom, but it wasn’t safe. The vast ocean just wasn’t made for a boat with such small knowledge. He didn’t have any choice but to keep going so he tried to continue. But he couldn’t. There was ice. He’d run into icebergs without even noticing. His tired heart was so busy being tired that he couldn’t even feel his pain. He looked down at the ice. Sad that the only thing the warm bright sun led him to was a frozen dead wasteland. He sat still. The little boat no longer had the energy to keep going because it didn’t matter how hard he tried. He’d always end up in the ice where there wasn’t any other boats. He began to quiver and creak. He was so cold, but he didn’t care. He stayed. The boat stayed as the icyness cracked him and broke him. He stayed as he cried in pain and fell apart in pieces. He stayed. And eventually there was nothing left of the little boat who wanted to go. He was at the bottom of the sea that he so desperately wanted to be a part of, but he never got to accomplish his dream of touching the sun. He only saw pain, even in the cove. So, on his last seconds to be he thought ‘maybe the ocean floor is the right place for me.’ The End”

Also me: Heehoo pupper

BABY?

BABIES?