happy birthday kaz!

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Dean: Come here for a second. Sam: Yeah. Dean: This rattle could be a couple of things. I’m thinking it’s an out-of-tune carb. Sam: Okay. Dean: All right, see this thing? It’s a valve cover. Inside are all the parts that are on the head. Hand me that socket wrench.  All right, you with me so far? Sam: Yeah, uh, valve cover covers the heads. Dean: Very good. Now this is your intake manifold, okay, and on top of it? Sam: It’s, uh, uh, a carburetor. Dean: Carburetor. Sam: Yeah. Dean: Very good. Sam: What’s with the auto shop?… What, you don’t mean you want— Dean: Yeah, I do. You fix it. Sam: Dean, you barely let me drive this thing. Dean: Well, it’s time. You should know how to fix it. You’re gonna need to know these things for the future. And besides, that’s my job, right? Show my little brother the ropes?

3x07 “Fresh Blood”                                                                                                   – For Kaz , Happy Birthday! <3

This is for @kazliin amazing Rivals AU. Write a meme-fic because well… it’s 4am here my brain isn’t the best

Also, happy birthday Kaz!

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“The King and The Skater is playing at the cinema tomorrow, do you want to go there?”

Phichit blinked in confusion. There was something weird about that question, such as since when did Yuuri know about current events in Detroit? After all, the festival of foreign films wasn’t something Yuuri usually picked on.

“Sure,” he replied, finally took off his shoes and went to the living room where Yuuri was buried under textbooks. “What time?”

“Is 6 pm okay?”

Phichit nodded and Yuuri smiled, before he went back to his notes and thousand of textbooks. Honestly, it was friday night and Yuuri was studying instead of relaxing. This calls for a drastic measure. “Wash your face Yuuri, it’s time for our skin to glow.”

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He should have known something was up when Yuuri asked yesterday. He should have known. Now, looking at the disappointed expression on this guy’s face, Phichit didn’t know if he should laugh or pat his back sympathetically.

But Phichit didn’t care. Third-wheeling the supposed date aside, especially since Yuuri was oblivious in the first place anyway, The King and The Skater was playing and Phichit wouldn’t miss it for the world. “Hello David, I’m his roommate, Phichit.”

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Phichit was a great friend. Which was why he was sitting on the toilet, scrolling down SNS because The King and The Skater might be more important but he also wanted Yuuri to have a boyfriend. Based on their interaction in the cinema, it seemed Yuuri was comfortable enough to be close to the guy, but then again Yuuri tutored him for six weeks so it was a given.

Maybe then Yuuri would finally forget Nikiforov.

(He doubted it.)

30 minutes was acceptable, he supposed, or Yuuri would be an anxious mess from worrying if Phichit was somehow swallowed by the toilet. He opened the door, humming to himself, and came face to face with an irate Yuuri.

“What the fuck!” Phichit clutched his chest in surprise.

“Sorry,” Yuuri didn’t look sorry at all, amusement flickered on his face until the irritated expression was back. “Let’s escape from here.”

Okay, first of all, “Why? What about David?”

“Tell you later,” Yuuri replied. They surreptitiously called the waitress, who was giving them a look of suspicion. “We’re from table 9,” Yuuri gave her money to cover all their meals, “please take the rest, and can you please show us the backdoor?”

Behind him, Phichit mouthed, “bad date,” and the waitress looked amused.

“Sure, it’s that way, sirs,” she pointed the door from the kitchen, and Phichit waved to the chefs on the way out. “Should I inform the man that you left?”

“Yes please,” Yuuri looked relieved. “Thank you, Miss.”

“No problem, sirs,” she smiled. “Good luck for the Grand Prix Final,” she said before she closed the door on their faces.

“Well, seems she’s your fan.” Phichit shrugged. He hoped she wouldn’t tell anyone about what happened though, he knew Yuuri would die from embarrassment if it happened. “So what’s the deal with David?” He asked when they were a block away from the restaurant.

“He said Viktor was overrated and the judges always give him scores more than what he deserves,” Yuuri’s frown was back with a pout as a plus.

Oh Yuuri, Phichit fought the urge to hug him fondly. It’s always about Nikiforov in the end, isn’t it?

But there’s one thing more important than another hopeful person who wants to be Yuuri’s the one.

“Did you shove the breadsticks to your purse?”

Yuuri stared him with a look. “I shoved some in my pockets, did it count?” Yuuri showed the breadsticks in his jacket pockets and Phichit took one out.

“You,” Phichit chewed the breadstick, tasted heavenly in his mouth, “are the best friend anyone could ever have.”

“You too,” Yuuri said bashfully, with a hand full of breadstick.

a quiet life, a lonely life, a loving life

This fic is for kazliin​, who is an incomparable goddess and responsible for the amazing Until My Feet Bleed and My Heart Aches, one of the best yuri on ice fanfics. It’s been a wild ride these past few months, and everything you gave us, we want to give back, in as many ways as we can. I hope you like this, and everything else we’ve made you <3 <3 <3 

i wrote this in between Chapter 13 and 14, so a lot of it got spectacularly jossed. but by the time chapter 14 came out i had already written 4k of it OTL. it seems a shame not to put it out, if only to show kaz that her fic has been pushing us to create and produce even before UMFB officially ended. 

EDIT: it’s kazliin’s birthday today, and i only found out! happy birthday kaz and thanks for everything in the rivals verse you are a gift. 


a quiet life, a lonely life, a loving life 

Summary: Morooka has been following Yuuri’s career. He doesn’t plan to stop.

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Happy Birthday “Snake”!!

(Fanfic) 5 times Katsuki Yuuri jerked off to Victor Nikiforov in denial+1 time he still did it with acceptance

An Yuri!!! on Ice au fanfic set in the universe of the amazing fanfic Until My Feet Bleed and My Heart Aches by Reiya (Kazliin on tumblr)! Yeah, this is a fanfic of a fanfic, written for the "thank you for stepping on us" event which is basically the discord server dedicated to this fic celebrating Kaz and that she finished umfb&mha~! The other posts can be found under the #thankyouforsteppingonus tag. 

EDIT: This must be a sign from god, but today is also Kazliin’s birthday! Happy birthday, dear kaz!! Stay awesome and keep murdering us <3</p>

Fic under the cut! I’m posting this a bit earlier to make the event deadline and still adjusting the writing in the later chapters, so only the first chapter can be found under the cut atm.

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For the Kids

“Good afternoon, Miss Danvers. Please have a seat. We’re just waiting for Miss Luthor to show.” As soon as it registered that he said Luthor, the door burst open to reveal Lena and her twin boys.

Lena was having a rough night. She knew she did what was right. Her mother’s project was wrong on so many levels. Lena should be happy Lillian was locked up, but she couldn’t bring herself to be. She was miserable. Lillian had been a terrible mother, a terrible person really, but she was family. The only family Lena had left. So when all was said and done, Lillian escorted away, her minion gone, Supergirl and the Martian back to wherever Superheros went, Lena was alone. Now, Lena was used to being alone. She was single with no friends, and her last family member hated her, but this feeling. This feeling was something the CEO had never felt before. All she wanted to do was break down and cry, but she still had Lillian’s voice at the back of her head telling her that was weakness. Logically, she knew it wasn’t. Humans have emotions. They are allowed to express them, but she still couldn’t let herself. Instead she went to the nearest dingy bar she could find, determined that she would not remember this in the morning.

The bar was certainly dingy. It was small, and smelled of mold, but it served alcohol and that was all Lena needed. She kept drinking until her head started to spin, and then had some more to make the dizziness go away.

“Hey, doll. How bout I take you home?” Lena could hear the warning bells going off, but she choose to ignore them. She needed for one night to not feel so alone. For all girls, going home with a strange man they meet in a dingy bar is a bad idea, but for the CEO of a multi-billion dollar company, and a member of the most hated family on Earth it was the worst idea.

Lena woke up in a grimy hotel room next to a strange man she had never seen. They were both nude, so the CEO could only assume what happened. She snapped a quick picture of the man as a just in case, before high tailing it out of there.

It took about a month to notice the signs. It was two days after she went to the doctor’s, and one day after that that the news hit the media. Lena was certain that it was the overly suspicious intern who blabbed, but she had more important things to worry about. One was the man. He was a criminal who had been caught for just about everything but murder. She kept waiting for him to step forward and claim the child, but he didn’t.

After finding out she was pregnant, Lena cut off contact with everyone who wasn’t part of her company. She only saw Kara during interviews, and if the reporter got too personal or friendly, the CEO shut down the interview. Because of all this Lena wasn’t expecting anyone to be there when she went into labor, but there was Kara Danvers holding her hand and whispering reassuring things through the agonizing pain.

“Twins, Lena?” Kara sucked in a breath. The CEO had kept as much about the baby a secret as possible. No one knew the sex, let alone that it was two, both baby boys.

“Lena,” Kara whispered a few hours after labor, from her spot next to Lena. “I know you don’t want help, or pity but children are handfuls, especially twins. I’m going to help you!” Lena consented, knowing the reporter wouldn’t give in. Over the next few years, Kara became the third most important thing in Lena’s life next to her company and her boys.

It was right around the the twins third birthday when Kara stopped helping. She had left for a couple days to deal with a family emergency, promising to be back in time for Morgan and Lincoln’s birthday party. When she got back in town, Kara deleted all of her social media, and told Lena that she wouldn’t be able to help as much.

“Don’t worry about it, Kar. You don’t have to help me. I can handle the boys by myself, and if I need help, I’ll hire a nanny.” When Lena said that, she didn’t realize that she was essentially nailing the coffin that was their friendship.  

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Kara felt guilty about leaving town, about leaving Lena, but if what Kal-el said was true than she had to leave. She arrived in Smallville, Kansas in only a  few short hours.

“Kara! I need you to follow me!” Kara turned to see the usually smiling face of her concern with a worried look on his face. “It landed over here. I’m not sure where the pod came from. It looks Kryptonian, but it appears to be martials from Earth.” Kara took one look at the pod before declaring it a replica. This made her a little bit more cautious, and since the window of the pod didn’t show anyone, Kara used her x-ray vision to see inside.

“Kal!” She gasped, moving to open the pod. “It’s a child!” Sure enough when Kara opened the pod, there was a little girl around three years old.

“We might want to get her to the DEO.” Kal-el suggested, surprising Kara. Nodding, the Alien female picked up the little girl, and took off, her cousin following closely behind.

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“Well, she’s not Kryptonian.” Alex informed the two aliens. “But she’s close.” This made Kara perk up.

“Another Daxamite?”

“I’m sorry, Kara. Actually, it’s a clone. A pretty good one but no exactly right.” J’onn told the two.

“A clone of who?” Kara asked, stepping forward to get a look at the clone.

“Of you, Supergirl.”

It took a lot of convincing, but  eventually after Kara got everyone to let her raise the clone.

“Alright, Kara.” J’onn Conceded. “On one condition. Once she wakes up, Alex and I will do as much testing on her as we deem necessary including testing what powers she has.” Kara quickly agreed, wrapping Alex, and J’onn in a hug.

It didn’t take long for the clone to wake up. Kara was in the room when the girl’s eyes blinked open, and she started to scream. Kara was fine with screaming. Morgan, and Lincoln were the kings of screams. What bothered her was that the little girl was screaming out Kryptonian curse words. Alex, and J’onn came running in, Alex with her gun out. Kara quickly assured her that wasn’t necessary before a soothing Kryptonian lullaby that Alura used to sing to her every night. It took only one verse for the girl to calm down.

“Where am I? I don’t recognize this as any place on Krypton. Who are you? How do you know my language?” Though the girl looked three, she spoke like she was much older. Alex later told her it’s because whoever cloned her managed to fix the strand of Kara’s hair so she was a child physically but they couldn’t get the mental part just right.

“I’m Kara Zor-El. I’m from Krypton. What’s your name?”

“It’s Kaz Tinn. Where are we?” Kara looked over at Alex, and J’onn. How could she not know?

“We’re on a planet called Earth. Kaz, how old are you?” Kaz told them she was three years old.

“Kaz, Krypton died before you were born. I’m not sure how you remember it.” Kaz seemed to take this rather hard. She yelled a “lies” and slammed her hand against the wall, creating a hole, and causing a chunk to go shoot out at Alex. This terrified the girl. Kara explained what they knew, and asked if they could do some more tests. The next two days were filled with tests, and explanations. Kaz refused to do anything without Kara in the room, and if she was weary of the person she would only speak In Kryptonian. Kara had in most people’s eyes been gone for a week when she took Kaz home. Kara kept Kaz a secret until she enrolled her in public school, because she wanted the child to get used to Earth and her powers.

~~~~THREE YEARS LATER~~~~

It was a normal day at work when Lena’s personal phone started ringing. Even after three years of minimal contact, Lena was still hoping it was Kara. Of course, it wasn’t. It was her sons’ school.

“Lena Luthor speaking, how may I help you?” The CEO asked in her most professional voice.

“Hello, Miss Luthor. We’re calling to tell you that both the twins got in a fight today. We need you to get down here as soon as possible.” Lena informed the lady she would be there soon before hanging up.

When Lena got to the school, she was her boys waiting outside the principal’s office with dirty beat up faces.

“Miss Luthor? Everyone’s already waiting inside the office. If you and your sons will just head on in.” Lena offered her hands to the twins before walking into the office. She was determined to be calm throughout this entire meeting, however as soon as she saw a certain blonde reporter that idea flew out the window.

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Shortly after Kara returned to work she was moved up to reporting on all alien activity, including Supergirl. Because of this, Kara never interviewed Lena anymore. The last time she spoke to the CEO was probably two months ago when she called to wish Morgan and Lincoln a happy birthday.

Kaz was in public school, and now in the first grade. She was mostly fitting in, expect two boys thought she was weird and constantly taunted her about it. Kaz never did anything about it, but Kara was afraid that one day she might retaliate. Apparently, today was that day.

“Miss Danvers? Kaz got in a fight-” Kara didn’t even give the girl time to finish before she informed the lady she was on her way. When the alien arrived at the school, she saw her clone sitting across from two beat up boys.

“Mom, I’m so sorry! He punched me, and I didn’t know what else to do! I didn’t mean to take you away from your duties!” Kara could hear the boys snickering at Kaz’s older, slightly weird way of talking, but she choose to ignore it. She got down to eye level and looked her adopted daughter in the eyes.

“It’s okay, Kaz. You fought back like you were trained to do. Let’s go talk to the principal, yeah?” Kaz hugged the alien before hopping off her chair, and trodding into the office.

“Good afternoon, Miss Danvers. Please have a seat. We’re just waiting for Miss Luthor to show.” As soon as it registered that he said Luthor, the door burst open to reveal Lena and her twin boys.

magisteriumm  asked:

do the remaining soc members buy kaz crow-related memorabilia for his bday (after hes forced to tell them it for starters)

omg i love this idea bc all my other prompts are serious tysm - also you specifying remaining hurt me.

Kaz’s Birthday (kinda) Part 1 of 2 

bc i’m extra and wrote lots of dialogue so it got lengthy 

  • (if anyone could get info from him, it would be the good and honest wraith and she’d be casual about it. so here’s that)
  • They’re in his office. Kaz is leafing through documents, looking over numbers he’s already memorized. But he doesn’t know how to talk to Inej; doesn’t yet know how to say the things he wants to say, so he keeps himself preoccupied.
  • Inej is at the window, sprinkling crumbs out for crows again even though she knows she shouldn’t. She peers over her shoulder to see Kaz watching her and starts with,“I have a question.”
  • He raises an eyebrow to indicate he’s listening, but pretends his papers are suddenly interesting to offset the staring.
  • “When’s your birthday?”
  • “Which one?”
  • “What do you mean?” She decides she doesn’t really want to know because he’d spew a metaphorical answer, which would leave her with more questions than answers. “The day your mother birthed you.”
  • He opens his mouth.
  • Not Ketterdam. Your actual mother.”

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7x23 “Survival Of The Fittest” (for my lovely friend Kaz, Happy Birthday <3)