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catdoingblep · 7 months
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If you asked Kaz Brekker what home smelled like, perhaps once upon a time he would've given a vague description of the place he and Jordie grew up, a memory so distant even Kaz himself had stopped being able to conceptualize it years ago.
Now, he could answer you with confidence. If you asked Kaz Brekker what home smelled like, his lips would subtly twitch- easily mistakenly as a sense of smugness- and he would tell you, olive oil and smoke. He smells Suli tea and spices, he thinks of her.
When Kaz Brekker thinks of home, he thinks of how perfect she looks when she comes down the stairs of the slat, picking apart her breakfast and licking her fingers clean with the satisfaction that her stomach was full and a man somewhere was dead.
He found he liked that look on her; dangerous, satisfied- content and free.
Her slender fingers gripped her knives with the elegance of matches next to altar candles on the cathedral that was her frame, her scarf akin to draping curtains that fell around her eyes- her irises catching the light like stained glass windows.
His Wraith was silent, and Kaz Brekker, the man who hated to ever be taken off guard, loved her for every time she appeared in his life without warning.
Kaz Brekker could tell you in an instant what he thinks of when he thinks of home, and only need two words: Inej Ghafa.
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pov: ur a mercher coming home to ur mercher house but there are some scary kids waiting for you who just want to talk
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millaniumcat · 1 year
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I need a post Crooked Kingdom fanfic in which Jesper and Wylan thrive together in the mansion, and on a set day in the week, they sit in the office together and Jesper reads every new paper to Wylan, like stock market papers, letter etc.
Then, one day, they have a big fight. Something about jesper still gambling, both being very insecure, not talking about it, you know it. Just, a really big, ugly fight. Tempers rise, they shout at each other, say some hurtful stuff without meaning to. It's a misunderstanding, misscommunication, but a fight nonetheless.
Jesper storms out of the mansion, and is gone for days. Wylan is worried sick, he searches for him, can't find him. He is sure Jesper left him for good, that their relationship is over, beyond repair, that jesper finally had had enough of him
Jesper is somewhere drinking, horrified of what happened, maybe gambling, very miserable.
When he can't find him, wylan goes back to the mansion, and is devestated. He believes he's lost everything, that he screwed up, that jesper left him.
The evening arrives when jesper and Wylan were supposed to sit in the office together, doing paperwork, Jesper reading to Wylan and Wylan dictating what he should write.
And Wylan is in his office alone, crying, breaking down over letters and stock market papers that he can't read, the words just escape him, don't make sense, and he is freaking out, ugly crying, full on panic mode.
Then, slowly, the door opens, and Jesper comes in, and he's clearly been crying as well, but he comes in, sees wylan, and Wylan looks at him, like he can't believe that jesper is back, that he came back to him
And Jesper just shrugs and says "I said I would read to you."
They still need to talk about the fight. They still need to talk about stuff, and it's gonna be messy, but they are gonna be okay. They hug and kiss and they won't let go of each other.
Jesper said he would read to Wylan, and read he will.
I have never written fanfiction and I am afraid of it, but if anyone wants to write this, please do.
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starlightandmagic · 18 days
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Where the Spirit Meets the Bones
Kaz's lips thin as he flexes his long, pale fingers, seemingly adjusting to the feeling of being gloveless. "You said you would have me without armor. I can't give you that. Not entirely, not yet. I tried…" he frowns, looking like he's struggling with himself. "It's gotten… well not a whole lot better. I still need the damn gloves most of the time."
Inej feels a pinch somewhere inside her chest. Maybe it's her heart squeezing at the sight of him, angry and bitter like he's always been and yet somehow looking uncharacteristically vulnerable.
So he’s not fit for a conventional relationship, she doesn’t want that anyway. For better or worse and despite her better judgment, no matter how much she tried to fight it in the past, she's only ever wanted him. If the heart is an arrow then, for whatever reason that only her Saints could explain, her target is always Kaz. No matter how far she goes, her compass keeps pointing straight back to him.
Healing has never been an easy journey. But Inej’s aim is always true, and she’s willing to fight for what she wants. ‘Knives drawn, pistols blazing’ he’d said, and she will hold him to his word, because he’s right, they never stop fighting.
Read on Ao3
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magneticflower · 3 months
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...Posted the little kanej drabble + drawing on ao3 too~
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rathistory · 1 year
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I like shadow and bone a normal amount
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19burstraat · 22 days
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I mentioned this vaguely a bit ago but I think each of Inej's six knives can be argued to all match up to one of the crows. You can probably swap a few of them and some are stronger than others, but:
Petyr: archers, reknowned for his bravery = Inej; 'the heart is an arrow', 'lovely and brave and better...', and it was her first knife, a gift from Kaz
Lizabeta: flowers and gardens = Matthias; the yellow tulips, laid out in the Van Eck garden
Alina: orphans and undiscovered gifts = Nina, who was raised in an orphanage and fought in the Second Army like Alina, and has a very new and undiscovered gift after parem alters her power
Marya: those far from home = Wylan, the runaway; plus his mother's name is Marya!
Anastasia: the sick = Jesper; there are many kinds of sickness, and both were grisha in hiding with their father after their mother's death
Vladimir: the drowned, unlikely achievement = Kaz, birthed (...) in the harbour, emerged to repeatedly achieve the impossible
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lunarthecorvus · 21 days
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I've never stopped thinking about this scene
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catdoingblep · 11 months
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today I am obsessed with thoughts about Wylan, Marya and Jesper destroying Jan's stuff
Jesper proposed to destroy something that reminds Wylan about his father, and he was thinking that it would be like 3-4 things that they would ruin together to release tension, and then they would do some declutter like normal people do: sell something, throw something out
And then they destroyed a few things of Jan, and Wylan looked so happy after it, all smiling and flushing, and he said that it was really helpful, so Jesper was just glad that he proposed something that actually helped Wylan, who still sometimes moved around the house like he is expecting Jan to enter the room every second
he totally thought about this as about one-time thing, but the next day he woke up to see Wylan sitting on the bed with a scheming face. Then Wylan understood that Jesper was awake and asked: "What do you think about drowning something in the canal tonight?"
"Are we talking about a person? Because I'm pretty sure that Kuwei is in Ravka", joked Jesper, and Wylan hit him with a pillow. "I am talking about those awful figurines from my father’s cabinet"
So they drowned those absolutely tasteless and ridiculously expensive porcelain figurines
And then Wylan asked next week in the middle of the breakfast: "What about some skeet shooting?" and this is how they got rid of the favourite dinner service of Jan
And then, one day, Jesper found himself helping Wylan to take out to the garden table from Jan’s cabinet, and Marya, who is sitting in the garden and having her afternoon tea, just calmly watching her son and his boyfriend setting the table on fire (this is one of the good days when she almost sure that she is remembering everything)
And Wylan came to her and kissed her on the cheek with: "Mom, is everything fine?"
And she smiled into the cup and said: "Yes, fire is very cosy, Wylan. Actually, what do you think about bringing Jan's formal portrait here?"
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olskuvallanpoe · 16 days
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in another universe, colm fahey is sitting down for a lovely meal with his son and smiling as he listens to jesper talk about his friends.
the ghafas are grounding inej for sneaking off at night to spend time with her boyfriend
wylan has a flute recital on the weekend that kaz pretends he won’t go to (no one is fooled)
nina and matthias go on dates to the ice cream shop, and matthias always lets nina eat most of his ice cream
the crows are safe, and instead of being criminals, they are simply a group of trouble-making, angsty teenagers. they are children who were allowed to be children. they get the childhoods they deserve.
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You know they're queer because no straight person runs like that
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usernameyettocome · 26 days
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i’m running out of funny things to caption my art with but here’s my favourite sharpshooter guy
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starlightandmagic · 21 days
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Where the Spirit Meets the Bones
Excerpt from a journey towards healing:
Inej trails her fingers softly over his wrist, feeling his pulse rising beneath his skin. "I want the man behind the armor, Kaz. I need to know you won't keep those walls around yourself forever and keep me out. That even if we struggle, we can try again. I don't care about the gloves, as long as you're trying."
Kaz looks at her for a moment, caught somewhere between dazed and skeptical. That contemplative frown is back on his face, even as he looks at her with something close to hope lurking beneath his dark gaze.
"Better horrible truths than kind lies," he reminds her, his voice rougher than usual. "I've never promised you something that I can't deliver, and I can't promise you this." He closes his eyes for a second. When he opens them again that hint of hope is gone. "I can't give you anything that a normal lover would, Inej. I don't know if I'll ever not drown beneath your touch."
"I don't want a normal lover." Inej shakes her head. "I don't know if I'd even stand a normal romance with everything that it implies. I struggle with this too."
And anyway, for better or worse and despite her better judgment, no matter how much she tried to fight it in the past, she's only ever wanted Kaz. If the heart is an arrow then, for whatever reason that only her Saints could explain, her target is always Kaz. No matter how far she goes, her compass keeps pointing straight back to him.
Inej smiles sadly. What a pair of damaged goods they are.
But he'd once told her he would fight for her no matter what. 'Knives drawn, pistols blazing' he'd said, and she will hold him to his word, because yes that is what they do best. They never stopped fighting.
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jazzkrebber · 2 months
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Joost had three problems, actually. the moon, his mustache, and the fact that his girl was literally about to murder him
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she-posts-nerdy-stuff · 5 months
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Six of Crows Matthias: He would not shoot an unarmed man. He had not yet sunk so low
Crooked Kingdom Matthias: I am unarmed
I’m gonna go cry for eternity see you later
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