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Reblog if Chuuya Nakahara is prettier than you

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“i’m only fifteen, i’m still growing!” chuuya said, at the height he would be for the rest of his life

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somebody please call yuri plisetsky

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Three Ships

a/n: this is my fic for the @grishaversebigbang ! chapter 1 is below and on ao3 :) thank u to everyone in our gang for helping put it all together <3 ily

corporalki: @breatheinpurejoy @justcity

materialki: @catpidgeon @magicalcatwhisperer @raynecreates @riseofskvalker

summary:  Three months have passed since the events of Crooked Kingdom, and with only half the gang left in Ketterdam, there hasn’t been much happening. Until Kaz Brekker arrives at the Van Eck mansion with a job proposal to Wylan and Jesper: steal Heleen Van Houden’s precious gem collection.

ao3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/22072123/chapters/52674775

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KAZ

Kaz Brekker walked the streets of Ketterdam a rich man.

 Of course, he had been a rich man before, but the Ice Court job made him an even richer man. And although Kaz Brekker definitely liked being a rich man, he never turned down a job with the perks of accumulating even more kruge and becoming, you guessed it, an even richer man. That was the thing that made Kaz the most feared man in the Barrel: he always said yes. Taking so many risks was a death wish for anyone with common sense, but not only was Kaz Brekker a rich man, he was also a very skilled lockpick and thief.

  Everyone’s knowledge that he would never turn down a job, whether it be because of pride or pure skill, was why he was now strolling across the Geldstraat with his hat, his cane, and a job proposal in mind for the current two inhabitants of the Van Eck Mansion.

  One week earlier, a man named Vincent Krutzen had approached Kaz in the Crow Club and informed him of a job that needed doing, and who better to ask than Kaz Brekker? Kaz had listened patiently to Krutzen’s elaborate description of his game plan- which Kaz would obviously not follow, because he was Dirtyhands, and Dirtyhands didn’t need anyone telling him how to or how not to conduct his missions- until he butted in and asked Krutzen, “what makes you think that I will be doing this alone?”

  Krutzen stumbled over his words. “I apologize, Mister Brekker. You are welcome to invite a crew to complete the job, if it is what you wish?”

  “Of course I will be taking a crew with me. I may be the most skilled thief in Ketterdam, Vincent Krutzen, but surely you cannot expect me to steal such a highly ranked individual’s jewels all by myself?” Kaz said.

  “A highly ranked individual?”

  Kaz nodded. “To steal their jewels is a risky heist, but it’s nothing I haven’t done before.” He fought the urge to smirk. Word had never ended up getting out that Kaz and his crew of six had breached the Ice Court three months before, and he planned to keep it that way.

  ‘By all means, Mister Brekker, you are allowed a crew for a job as daring as this. But keep in mind that you will have to split the reward.’ The tone in his voice said that he knew how Kaz liked his money, and they were both businessmen, and who didn’t like a crisp stack of kruge at the end of the day?

  ‘Of course. I am not that selfish when it comes to sharing what I earn, Krutzen. How much do you propose?’ 

  ‘Eight million kruge.’

  ‘Ten.’

  ‘Mister Brekker, eight million is how much the buyer in Ravka is offering. It is not up to me.’ Krutzen articulated.

 Kaz went to stand up and leave, saying, ‘Ten million kruge. No more, no less. If you refuse, then you will simply have to find another man in the Barrel to take on this job. And he will probably be dead by the end of it.’

  Krutzen also stood from his chair, raising his hands, but with a rigid expression on his face.  ‘Fine. Fine. Ten million kruge. But I expect all of the jewels intact, no damaged gems. I hope you will be able to provide that, Mister Brekker.’

  Kaz frowned. ‘You are the one asking me, Krutzen. Surely you should know that all of my work is completed in such a way that they end up paying me more than they offered in the first place.’

 And then he left, swinging open the doors of the Crow Club and letting his cloak get swept behind him in the rush of the wind.

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 When Kaz arrived at the Van Eck mansion, he took a few minutes to compose himself. He had not seen Wylan nor Jesper since the Ice Court heist, and although he would never admit it, he missed them.

 Kaz Brekker and Jesper Fahey had been mutual acquaintances since Kaz first joined the Dregs. They’d had a few scraps over time, especially after he had sold them out to the Dime Lions, but their history had kept them together. He was prone to making mistakes- but always proved himself with his shooting skills. Not to mention that without the help from his father, Colm Fahey, they may not have escaped the aftermath of the heist with so little casualties. 

 Wylan Van Eck, the exiled son of mercher Jan Van Eck, had shown himself to indeed be helpful with his knowledge of the layout of the Ice Court, and his minor expertise in demolitions. Everybody had doubted Wylan at first- and if he was honest, Kaz wasn’t completely convinced either- due to his youthful looks. 

  Kaz walked up to the big brass knocker on the front door. It was in the shape of an anchor, a serpent coiled around it. He thought for a moment if he should just pick the lock and enter unannounced, but it seemed uncalled for. So he simply adjusted his hat and knocked on the door. 

 He stood there, leaning on his cane, for a few minutes. The mansion was quite large, and although most people who lived in a house this big would hire servants or maids to wait round every corner, Wylan and Jesper didn’t strike him as the entitled type.

 Just as Kaz was about to turn away from the mansion and rethink why he had thought this would be a good idea, the tall door opened with an almighty creak and a head of red-gold curls peered round the door.

 ‘Kaz!’ Wylan exclaimed, opening the door fully.

 Wylan had not changed much at all in the three months that Kaz had distanced himself from the others. He still looked about twelve years old, with his ruddy curls and curious eyes, and a complexion as pale and smooth as a sheet of paper. There was something about his air, though, that made Kaz feel as though he should bow. It was probably the responsibility of taking over an entire mansion that had made this change to Wylan’s aura.

 Wylan stepped aside to let Kaz in. He was looking at Kaz rather peculiarly, holding so many questions about his missing time that needed answering inside his head.

 Kaz swept into the hall, his cloak blowing behind him and twirling his cane.

 ‘You hold up this place pretty nice, merchling.’ He said, looking around the room.

 ‘I try, Kaz.’ There was an amused tinge to his voice that Kaz had not heard before.

 He looked at Wylan as if to ask, where’s Jesper?, and knowing what he meant, Wylan turned to the stairway and shouted ‘Jes!’. 

 Kaz’s eyebrows lifted. ‘A little bit louder than what I’m used to, Wylan.’

‘It’s very inconvenient,’ Wylan sighed. ‘I never know where he is, and it doesn’t help that this house is so big.’

 Their attempt at small talk was interrupted as Jesper’s lanky silhouette made its way down the stairs. 

 ‘Kaz?’

 Kaz rolled his eyes. ‘It’s me, Fahey.’

 Jesper reached the bottom of the stairs and wrapped his one of his arms around Wylan’s shoulders. The hint of a blush fought its way onto the latter boy's face while he seemed to be very interested in the carpet.

 Kaz watched as Jesper’s mouth turned into a grin. ‘Long time no see, Brekker.’

 ‘It’s only been three months. Don’t start worshipping the ground I walk on just yet.’ Kaz replied.

 After a moment of silence, Kaz said, ‘I have a proposal for you. And I don’t care if you don’t want to do it because you’re already rich. A man can never have enough money.’

 ‘What do you propose?’ Jesper asked.

 Kaz smirked.  ‘I’ve received an offer of thirteen million kruge, for performing the daring act of stealing the prized gem collection of a certain someone.’

 Jesper and Wylan looked at each other, as if saying, oh no, not again. ‘Who?’ Wylan asked.

 ‘We all know our friend Heleen van Houden, yes?’

 Wylan stared at Kaz, mouth agape. ‘Tante Heleen? As in, Heleen of the Menagerie? Kaz, you’re crazy. We can’t do that!’

  Kaz said, ‘Of course we can do it. We broke into the Ice Court anonymously and successfully returned, didn’t we? It’s very possible to sneak into a meagre old mansion and steal some diamonds.’

 Wylan looked to the side and then at his shoes, staying silent. Then he looked to Jesper, who had recovered from his own disbelief.

 ‘If nobody says anything, I’ll just leave with my offer and pretend I never asked you.’ Kaz said eventually.

 Jesper narrowed his eyes at Kaz. ‘Just say you missed us, you bastard.’

 Kaz replied, ‘Never.’

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yuri on ice s2 when

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Hmmm....Nikolai likes to kiss men

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It’s been months since I read this and the ocean is still burning tbh.

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this. this is my ONLY PROBLEM WITH HIS CASTING

Why is Jesper so pale? Why is Jesper so pale? Why is Jesper so pale? Why is Jesper so pale?Why is Jesper so pale? Why is Jesper so pale?Why is Jesper so pale? Why is Jesper so pale?Why is Jesper so pale? Why is Jesper so pale?Why is Jesper so pale? Why is Jesper so pale?

Why the fuck is JESPER FAHEY SO PALE?

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me!

Would anyone be interested in a friendly discord channel to chat about all things grisha and the show? Idk if one exists already 😂

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personally Jesper’s casting is my favourite, he looks more like my idea of him than the art :)

Shadow and Bone cast looks great except Jesper kind of does not look like Jesper and I am concerned

Like, any official artwork that they've added to the soc special editions look absolutely nothing like kit young

But maybe his acting is really good and he just got Jesper really well? Idk I guess we'll see