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VASYA IMA FIND YOU!! I WILL FIND YOU!! THIS IS AMAZING!! GENUINELY AMAZING! I remember you talking about some of his scars were from their first interaction, and you put it in!!

The neurons in my brain activated!!

Everything is making sense!! MY BRAINS BEEN FED

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KruegerNak FIC

TYPE: SET IN KRUEGER'S PERSPECTIVE, just insight into how their initial relationship was starting out.

SYNOPSIS:Before they were dating they were friends, before they were friends they were petty assholes.

WARNINGS: Crude language, Depictions of violence, Nak and Krueger are just Assholes

CHARACTERS: Sebastian Krueger, Phayvanh "Nak" Sotsvahn, Nikolai

WORD COUNT: 1000+

CREATOR NOTES: This is something I wrote while writing Edelweiss (Changing name to be a continuation of Plumeria), it still has some stuff I need to fix but as soon as that's done with, I'll post it :3 as always, the art is done by me!

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"I'll kill you! I'll fucking kill you!" She shrieks, other unit members prying her off and away from him as she's thrashing about. "Let me go!"

Krueger stood over Nak, his chest heaving with laborious breaths. Blood trickled down from a split in his lip, mixing with the dirt and grime on his face. He was a picture of apathetic victory; battered but unbowed, a smirk playing on his grimy face as he regarded the new specialist trying to claw her way past the unit members holding her back.

His fingers prodded gingerly at the split skin of his knuckles - By now he forgot what they were beating each other for. She had spirit, but she often bites off more than she could chew.

Ignoring the burning feel on his face and possible bruised ribs – because damn that bitch packed surprisingly powerful kicks – Krueger lit up a cigarette and took deep drags, he knew his ass was in trouble as well.

---

In the office, Nikolai paced back and forth like a caged animal. His usually cool demeanor seemed to have frayed at the edges.

"Fighting in broad daylight, Again." his tone stern from behind his oak table scattered with undisclosed documents. "You're supposed to be professionals."

Krueger sat nonchalantly on one of those uncomfortable metal chairs they had around here, watching Nikolai's rant impassively through narrowed brown eyes. The cigarette - A new one, perched between his lips was all but forgotten now as ashes threatened to spill onto the floor.

"Of all people Krueger!" Nikolai finally spat out his name like it left a bitter taste in his mouth. "How many times do I have to remind you."

Nak sat neatly, hands in her lap. The woman looked rather pleased with herself despite her disheveled appearance as she listens to Nikolai berate him.

That was until Nikolai shifted is attention to her.

"And you!" Nikolai's gaze snapped towards Nak, Krueger swore he saw her flinch. "You think that childish outburst makes you look tough?".

Nikolai ran a hand through his greying hair, frustration clear on his face. Nak stayed silent, whether it was to save her ass or because she didn't have the right words to say.

Krueger watched from the corner of his eye as her smirk morphed into an irritatingly defiant sneer. He could almost read the silent challenge in her gaze - one that screamed she'd do it all over again if given the chance.

"I was teaching him a lesson," She said to Nikolai. "Your worker should learn to watch his mouth."

Krueger chuckled at her bold retort. He turned to meet her gaze with an insincere smile plastered on his bruised face, "Oh really?" His tone dripped with sarcasm as he leaned back comfortably in his chair, drumming his fingers against the wood.

"I guess next time I should watch out for midgets in whatever jungle you crawled from." He fired back mockingly, shooting Nikolai a glance before smirking at Nak.

If they were going to throw insults now, he wasn't one to back down. "Oh look who's finally learned some big words," he quipped back swiftly.

"You-" Nak stood from her seat, hand pulling him by the collar. "I'll straighten your damn jaw, ຝະລັ່ງຂີ້ນົກ ."

"Enough!" Nikolai stopped them, silencing the room instantly. His vicious stare switched between Krueger and Nak.

She sat back down, cursing under her breath; something in a language he didn't understand. Asian probably.

"I don't give a damn about your petty squabbles," he growled, his icy gaze finally landing on Krueger again with full force of its fury. "Settle it or I will settle it for you."

The threat hung heavily in the room for what seemed an eternity before Nikolai turned away dismissively towards his desk - usually signifying that he was done with them.

Krueger rose nonchalantly from his chair and headed towards the door without so much as another word - no point further provoking the boss today after all. Nak was almost a foot out the door before Nikolai spoke again.

"Phayvanh, you stay."

What a strange name.

--

"I'm not going," She dismisses. "Nothing wrong with me. you're putting me through something that isn't worth shit."

Krueger listened in stealthily, his curiosity piqued. The stinging pain on his battered face subsided as his interest turned to the squabble he could overhear from Nikolai's office.

"It's not up for debate, Phayvanh," Nikolai snapped back curtly. "Your outburst clearly shows that you need those sessions."

"I can work!" she countered defiantly. "You are fucking making me dead weight!"

"Watch your language," Nikolai's voice turned stern, "You are an investment Phayvanh, and Chimera does not throw away investments lightly. You will go to those sessions."

Krueger chuckled softly against the wall. Oh, this would be fun to watch play out. He could see himself using her rebellious streak for his own amusement in the future.

"Investment? He's not an investment," She didn't need to offer a name for Krueger to know she was talking about him. "I don't need those sessions if you just get rid if him."

Krueger's smirk dropped, replaced by a scowl. The nerve of that little shit. His fists clenched involuntarily before he quickly forced himself to relax.

"He's one of our best."

Krueger felt an odd sense of satisfaction hearing those words from Nikolai.

"Whatever," Nak stood up to leave. "I'll go. Let's see how long it'll take for you to stop wasting your money."

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It's midnight. Quiet other than her footsteps, something he's gotten used to since she got the job a month ago. Sometimes he could hear rummaging in community kitchen. He never bothered to look until now because, who gives a shit?

She doesn't sleep, she doesn't eat. What the hell is she doing?

Krueger sat silently in the dark, he rolled his eyes at himself for even caring enough to consider it. Nak had been quite the nuisance since she got here but her antics were starting to catch his interest.

Tossing his blanket to the side, he sighed and stood up from his bed, deciding impulsively to investigate whatever it was that she was doing this late at night.

He moved silently through the dimly lit corridors, making his way towards the source of the sound. He was aware that he was stalking her like prey in its natural habitat, but a part of him justified it as needing to know what she could be up to.

His footsteps were heavy against the cold stone floor, he saw light flickering under a door down the hallway - the kitchen.

He saw Nak turn sharply towards the direction of the sound he had made, her dark eyes wide in surprise.

Krueger froze momentarily, cursing himself internally for being so careless. He was usually silent in his movements - the fact that he hadn't been careful enough this time irked him immensely.

"Relax," His voice was low, laced heavily with mockery. "It's just me."

For a moment, they locked eyes and then she went back to whatever it was she'd been doing before he came.

Nak tried her best to ignore Krueger and his staring from the table. Her table, he knew that - it was fun to fuck with her.

He got his answer for what she's been doing, though; just making coffee.

Leaning back in her chair, he watched Phayvanh move around as she made the brew.

"You don't sleep much?" He finally broke the silence, curiosity getting better of him.

She replied curtly. "Don't speak to me."

He chuckled at her vain attempt to control their interaction, "So bossy… Didn't anyone ever tell you it's not polite to give orders?" His voice was rich with sarcasm as he rested his boots on the table, blatantly ignoring any boundaries she may have established over 'her' table.

"Why are you here," Nak carefully stirs her coffee with a spoon. The handle looked like it would snap by how tight she was gripping it.

"Curiosity," Krueger replied casually, watching the way she handled her cup. The concentration on her face was a stark contrast to the fiery defiance he'd seen earlier. "It's late and you're always up… thought I might join."

He hesitated momentarily before adding in a softer tone, "And maybe to piss you off, just a tad bit." A smirk played at the corner of his lips as he looked over at her.

"Go fuck yourself," She was going nowhere near that table when he just planted his ass in her seat. "ຝະລັ່ງ."

Krueger's smirk widened at her sharp reply. He was familiar with many languages, though he had to admit the dialect she spoke got lost on him.

"I'm afraid I didn't quite catch that," He drawled out lazily as his eyes glinted in amusement. "Want to run that by me again?"

Nak leaned down to his eye level like she was about to say something. Instead she opted to pouring her coffee on his lap.

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For a split second, he froze in surprise before jumping up swiftly, uttering a guttural curse.

"You little bitch!" Krueger reached for her arm, roughly pulling her towards him to look into her defiant eyes.

"What the fuck was that for?" He spat out through gritted teeth, trying to ignore the burning sensation on his legs.

"I told you to go fuck yourself didn't I?" She mocked, waving her mug in hand. "You should listen to-"

"Do you two you what time it is?"

Nikolai. Great.

---

Krueger's attention snapped immediately to Nikolai who now stood at the entrance of the kitchen, his eyes flickering between Krueger and Phayvanh as he tried to assess the situation.

"She fucking poured coffee on me!" His grip tightened around her arm.

"He pissed himself." She just stated simply, hiding the mug behind her back. "Must've startled him or something."

Krueger blinked, appalled by her audacity.

"You fucking liar-" He began, but was quickly cut off by Nikolai.

"Enough," The older man barked out sharply, turning his icy glare towards Krueger first before it settled on Phayvanh.

"Why are both of you up this late? And why the hell is there coffee all over my floor?" His intense gaze bore into Phayvanh in particular, as if already suspecting her role in the entire mess.

"Piss." She corrected.

"Fuck you," Krueger growled at her under his breath. His calloused hand still clamped tight around her arm.

"Enough!" Nikolai repeated, exasperated. He sighed heavily and covered his face with a tired hand, "Clean this up and I don't want to see either one of you till sunrise."

With that he turned on his heel and left them alone once again in the dimly lit kitchen.

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Nikolai out of sight, Nak took out the empty coffee mug she hid behind her back.

The sudden bonk on his head caught him off guard. He quickly let go of her arm, and rubbed the back of his head where she'd hit him, meeting her gaze with an irritated scowl. Wasn't enough to seriously hurt him like her punches, but still hurt nonetheless.

"You got some serious fucking issues, you know that?" He snarled at her.

Nak gave him a sidelong glance.

"I could've rendered you a vegetable with that. Consider it my apology," She snagged a rag from the counter. "Only because I feel bad for Nikolai."

Krueger watched her with a guarded expression as he grabbed another rag for himself.

"Wooow, " He couldn't help but quip back sarcastically. Despite everything, he had to admit there was something strangely interesting about Phayvanh's unpredictable disposition. "Such generosity from you is truly overwhelming."

"Hm, You're funny." She notes off handedly, cleaning the floor.

His sarcastic snort echoed in the small shared kitchen, "Yeah, and you're a fucking delight."

TRANSLATIONS

ຝະລັ່ງຂີ້ນົກ (Farang Khi Nok) - Literally translates to "Bird shit foreigner", basically "White Trash"

ຝະລັ່ງ (Farang) - Foreigner, specifically one of European descent. In this context it's used as a derogatory term.

🦋: How long did it take them to get out of the awkward early relationship stage? Have they gotten more confident around each other?

💔: Do they have any previous relationship experience from past partners? How does it reflect on how they handle their current one?

🕊️: Give just a general domestic tidbit for em (things they like about each other, routines, habits, and just overall sweet stuff)

For Krueger and Nak!

Great to see you again One horned beast!!The Ask Game

🦋How long did it take to get out of the awkward early relationship stage? Have they gotten more confident around each other?

Honestly? A week. It would've been shorter if they went official off the bat.

Nak didn't know how to respond to romantic affection. Her confusion with where they stood on their relationship (at the time unlabeled) was also a factor. Krueger is more laid back, he just did whatever felt right, and wanted to prioritize just having her comfortable with him in that way. (Idk if that makes sense)

They're more comfortable around each other now than they are when they started going out.

💔 Do they have any previous relationship experience from past partners? How does it reflect on how they handle their current one?

Nak? None. Krueger's her only relationship experience LMAO what a loser /j . She didn't really have crushes or interest in anyone but herself back in Laos. The couples she saw around during her time in the LPAF gave her insight in how a good and bad relationship is supposed to be (basically living vicariously lol). So when she started being in a relationship with Krueger, she mimicked what she saw in the past before she found her own pace.

Krueger has had a few relationships in the past, but mostly preferred to stay single for longer periods of time. He didn't like how people would change the moment there was romantic feelings involved, and expectations of just having to be "the stoic mysterious lover thats closed off" irked him. With Phayvanh he didn't want that; he wants to be able to be silly around her in the way they usually are, she's one of his best friends. Luckily it came easy with her, their pace was similar in practice :3

🕊️ Give just a general domestic tidbit for em (things they like about each other, routines, habits, and just overall sweet stuff)

I already Answered this in the last ask but I'm gonna do it again in more detail >:D !! I Love these!!

If Nak has a broken arm, Krueger ties her hair up for her, sometimes he switches up the ponytail to have it be braids or a half up half down type of thing. (It takes everything in him to not give her the most atrocious hairstyle)

The way they drink tea is so vastly different. Nak drinks hers with nothing while Krueger puts too much sugar in his

Just Admiring each other's tattoos idk they're dumb. Nak is fond of the one on his stomach, but makes fun of the one on his back (the wolf one). Krueger just idly traces the designs of Nak's tattoos on her back with his fingers.

Just??? One randomly smacks the others ass HARD and runs off so the other chases after them?? Weirdos. (Nak is guilty of this)

This interaction:

"Phayvanh it's 8 in the morning."

"What about it."

"Put on a shirt."

"Put on some pants."

"You're flashing me."

"You're flashing me!"

Then they watched TV.

Thank you for reading :D it's been a while since I've done stuff explaining their dynamics so hopefully it's ok ;u;

PSA: Fandom etiquette

Please read this/share!!

Hello, my names dejon or whatever else. Today I’m here to once again go through an important reminder to all fandoms.

✨Etiquette✨

For some of the younger ones here or smooth brains, here’s the definition..,

(You understand now? Good!)

To be apart of a fandom doesn’t just mean for you to run around and do whatever. That is not what we do here!

•Artist

Be polite , comment something encouraging or positive about their art. EXP: “I really love the color scheme” or “your Oc’s are so cool!”. (Some may allow for more ‘colorful’ remarks but not everyone )

DO NOT!! Harass artists to draw you or your OC for free, even if you’ve known that person for a long time. They are not obligated to do anything!

It’s okay to talk about an artist’s character but if it’s only ever lustful thoughts, keep it to yourself bud. Promise you that even some nsfw artists don’t wanna hear it.

Tracing is a bit iffy. If you’re trying to improve or find an art style then it’s okay, just don’t post it or claim it’s yours. (I know everyone has their views on this but ya know we’ve all did it at one point) 

[ Racism/homophobia/transphobia aren’t welcomed at all! Common sense would tell ya otherwise to not make anyone feel less or uncomfortable! ]

Some artists like to be anonymous, the amount of times I’ve seen family/friends/long time followers find their art page and comment their name is alarming. EXP: “Omg ____ I didn’t know you were so talented!” , if you value privacy don’t do this.

Remember to idk block or scroll if you don’t like (legal) shipping/self-shipping/ OC x canon. It’s been around for decades people! It’s not going anywhere.

Theres a bunch more but I’ll just make a part two later or tomorrow. Remember , don’t be a d1ckhead

@vasyandii Thanks for bringing light to that person’s actions. Now let me throw some more in.

Watermelon and fried chicken, why is it offensive to black people?

National Museum of African American History and Culture

Popular and Pervasive Stereotypes of African Americans

Stereotypes of African Americans grew as a natural consequence of both scientific racism and legal challenges to both their personhood and c

(Read this to learn about more harmful black stereotypes)

Watermelon and fried chicken was once a staple of income for the freed post civil war. Black farmers wanting to earn money , grew watermelon. It was actually very popular to the point a certain group of people didn’t like that.

Watermelon also wasn’t just something for us to sell. It was a sign of liberty and freedom for us.

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Chicken , chicken was the only livestock slaves could keep or own. Another source of income that eventually was stolen. You know that iconic restaurant KFC is a good example of this. (Search up the origins of the KFC recipe.)

Another item painted in a negative light, and used against us to justify hatred and dehumanization.

(Read this to see the full extent of how this can affect someone of color and more history.)

We have slowly started taking back a lot of things, but with the way these once liberated items been painted to stain. Shame only follows us.

It had never once graced my little head, growing up in the south. Eating these foods with joy that they made me into something others looked down upon.

I was just a child , enjoying food that was made/grown by the people I loved. I love my family, and I love my community.

Thank you all for reading this , and remember to do research and ask. It will not hurt your pride to ask someone of color if what you created/wrote is harmful in any way.

We will not be upset with you for asking us questions regarding our history. But we will , if you intentionally ignore the struggles and causes.

Plus , some aren’t always willing to share their experiences/history. Respect that decision too. We don’t owe anyone anything if we don’t feel like your intentions aren’t great.

Please don't forget Armenians

Today is Armenian genocide remembrance day. On april 24, 1915 started mass deportations of hundreds of Armenian intelectuals and community leaders, who were (most of the time) eventually killed. Armenian women and children were systematically r//ed and forcibly converted into islam. There were more than 2 milion Armenians in ottoman empire prior to ww1, 1,5 milion of them were viciously killed. Three millennia of Armenian civilaziation in eastern Anatolis was fully destroyed. Turkey today refuses to acknowledge genocides of christian minorities in early 20th century.

Do you know that mass ethnic cleansing of Armenians in ottoman empire inspired Lemkin to coin the term 'genocide'?

Last year in september azerbaijan allied with turkey initiated a war against Armenia. More that 5000 Armenians were murdered, thousands of Armenia families had to live their ancestrial land to not get murdered. There are hundreds of vids on internet where armenian p.o.w.s are tortured. Recently azerbaijan opened a "museum" displayind dead or dying Armenians and kids were allowed to visit it.

Please educate yourself on Armenian genocide. You can also donate here to help Armenia. Thanks for reading!!

🫡

KruegerNak Thoughts

Before they started dating (And Krueger was in the one month stage of pining) Nak used to be so directly flirtatious to the point Krueger would think his heart was about to give out. It wasn't like she was oblivious, she just liked egging him on a bit for attention. Crazy bitch was playing mind games.

Like telling him to stop and stay still to adjust his scrim net so he looks presentable, before resting her hand on his shoulder for what seems like a second too long. Then she goes and has the AUDACITY to go "Hm. Good, better this way."

Her getting real close to do his face paint, her fingers lightly on his jaw so she can paint over him properly. Because she keeps complaining "The way you do it is so sloppy." Or saying "I don't mind, you're easy on the eyes." as if it was NOTHING

Krueger saying Nak dresses nice only for her, with a sly ass smile to respond with "I look cute, don't I? Why don't you change so we can match." Doesn't matter if it's their gear or civilian clothes.

She's such a good flirt until she gets affection straight back. Anyways 8 reblogs and I'll write a Nak x GN!Reader.

A Phayvanh “Nak” centered poem.

Note: I’m a very tired rat , if I could make a den my life would be complete. !!(OC used as inspiration belongs to @vasyandii ) !!

GO CHECK OUT THEIR BLOG!! ( ᴖ_ᴖ )‎

Word count: 139

“Venus Fly trap”

C.deon , 2024

“There isn’t much sunlight here. not anymore,

May the sun come back.

Someone has found me..his hands are cold,

I have no choice but to stay in this solid state of existing,

May the sun come back.

Feed me , water me few , plosition me in the dark,

May the sun come back.

Meat! My roots have poured out from the prison I’ve laid in for years, I can’t help but to sink my Celia into their hand.

Running…running..it’s all I’ve done.

…

I see it , a new dawn. It sickens me , this isn’t my sun.

Who is it? What is it?

It takes time, patience for me to adjust to this new light.

Warmth fills me , I adapt to it

Just like before,

May my new sun stay.

Rip Krueger , you’d would of loved cooking mama 😔

Slight Krueger pp warning

God they’re awful

My Krueger Headcanons