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guys i’m so excited for shadow and the bone s2 !! i also reread soc so in honor of that PLS SEND ME SOME REQUESTS!!!!

[mysticmeadows]

The barrel doesn’t belong to kings… it belongs to bastards.

My crows 🖤 (well, five of six of them, at least!)

[notjustsomeblonde]

Spot Conlon (Newsies) is young Kaz Brekker (Six of Crows/Shadow and Bone)

Actor: Gabriel Damon

Actor: Freddy Carter

1. Facial structure, eyes, hair, facial expressions, like the whole physical features

2. THE CANE

3. The facial expression, the demeanor

4. Both run a gang, are orphan boys, not afraid to create crime/chaos/harm for their fortune, and are known for their scheming intelligence

5. The flair for dramatics and late entry

Almost any comparison is accurate apart from the touch evasion. Name it and it’s there in the thought of Spot being young Kaz. Ugh, I cannot get over this comparison and connection!!

Like I’m sorry—but tell me that isn’t Kaz

[lalalalooost]

All those Wesper and Helnik intimate moments but Crooked-Kingdom-Chapter-26-and-44 Kanej was the one who had stolen my sanity. I can’t put into words the euphoria that is running in my blood because of our dear Wraith and Dirtyhands. My fragile heart just can’t. I love Leigh Bardugo so much for that!!

[meenyminymoes-blog]

Inej: You were stabbed. Do you remember anything?

Jesper: Only the ambulance ride to the hospital.

Inej: That wasn't an ambulance, I drove you.

Jesper: But I heard a siren.

Kaz: That was Y/n.

Y/n: Sorry, I got nervous.

[inkfan724]

Doll this was so cute and soft

I absolutely adore your writing

soc hc request — how'd they react to you being under the weather? 🥺

since i’m feeling very not goodly today, it’s the perfect time to write this request! ❤️

fandom shadow and bone / masterlist coming soon / library blog: @dollsgrisha-library

featuring kaz brekker x reader, inej ghafa x reader, jesper fahey x reader, nina zenik x reader, matthias helvar x reader, wylan van eck x reader

rating none of my work is meant to be viewed by minors (anyone under the age of eighteen), and i will happily block any that interact with my posts or my blog.

content warning mentions of illness, reader is as gn as i could, but i usually write with fem!readers in mind.

word count n.a / headcanons & concepts

attention do not repost or translate, even with ‘credit’. just don’t do it. reblog instead of like. leave feedback if you enjoyed.

when you’re sick, you sometimes wonder who suffers more— you or Kaz.

he has an extremely hard time dealing with your sickness, especially if you’re bedridden.

Kaz becomes a walking nightmare, not only to the other Crows, but to anyone who gets in his way, when you’re ill. he’s on a razor’s edge, angry all the time, looking for any chance given to hit something or get hit himself. it’s his way of coping.

he most likely will only come to see you once or twice, usually late at night, in hopes that you’re already sleeping so you won’t see how distressed he is.

it hurts him to look at you, so forgive him for keeping his eyes averted while he’s there, standing across the room, and staying relatively quiet. even if you talk to him, there’s a chance he’ll only answer in grunts or nods.

guilt eats away at him, an irrational guilt that tells him he should be able to fix you, but he can’t.

to keep from worrying, Kaz will try to focus on whatever current job he has in the works.

to anyone else, it seems as though you’re the last thing on his mind, but he shifts his focus to keep from going mad with silent worry.

he will look up from a sea of plans and papers on his desk when either Jesper or Inej return from visiting you. he doesn’t have to ask how you are, they’ll offer as much information about your healing progress as possible.

he’s incredibly impatient over your recovery, claiming that he needs you to get better because they can’t do the job without you, when in reality he’s the one that needs you to get better. he needs to know that you’re okay. 

Jesper becomes even more annoying (affectionate) when you’re sick.

he will spend every waking moment by your side, and he will not shut up.

when you’re resting, he will try his very best not to wake you. however, there’s a good chance you won’t get much sleep while he’s around.

since Jesper is already restless, confining himself to one room with you is enough to have him feeling a bit trapped, so his anxiety will spike. he’ll ask if you need or want anything (which he will promptly fetch if the answer is yes).

he can’t sit still for very long, so he’ll pace around the room, fiddle with things, hold his hands on his revolvers, kick his boots against the floor, anything he can do to keep his body busy.

Jesper will tell you stories about growing up on a farm (while simultaneously making the dumbest jokes you’ve ever heard about himself), describe to you what a Novyi Zem sunset looks like, and make lots of promises to show you once you’ve healed.

“When you’re feeling better, I’ll take you there, and you and me can watch the sunset in person. You’ll love it.”

he’ll even teach you some Zemeni words and phrases, just to take your mind off of being sick.

he won’t want to pull off any jobs while you’re bedridden, but if Kaz demands it, he won’t have much of a choice.

“I promise I’ll come back as soon as I can, okay? Stay here and rest, and for saints’ sake, don’t you dare get any prettier while I’m gone. My poor heart won’t be able to take it!”

Inej is a quiet and constant presence when you’re sick, never leaving you to be by yourself.

she’s probably the easiest out of all of the Crows to be around if you’re not feeling well.

she won’t talk your ear off, but she is worried.

climbing in through your window after dark, she’ll bring medicine and any sweets she knows to be your favorites.

after she’s ensured you’ve been properly medicated, she’ll perch on the edge of the bed and eat with you, rolling her eyes when you ask after the current job.

“Always concerned about the job,” she purrs, a hand reaching to hold yours, “when everyone else is worried about you. Even Kaz. Focus on getting better.”

you would pout and grumble something about Brekker finding someone else with your particular talents, and her dark eyes would cut to you like the sharpened knives strapped to her.

“He wouldn’t dare.” she assures, voice pulled tight like violin strings. “If you go, I go. He knows this.” before her expression would soften, and her hand would caress your feverish cheek. “Not another word about Kaz or the job, rest. Please.”

you’re never seen your beefy Fjerdan so submissive, until you got sick for the first time.

he’s the first one to notice you’re not yourself, even if you try to hide it, and he very abruptly demands you rest.

easily the only one to butt head with Kaz over job importance, claiming that your recovery is worth more than all of the money in the world.

he refuses to resume the job until you’re well enough to do your part, which infuriates Kaz, but he doesn’t care.

Matthias spends all of his time at the foot of your bed, keeping a close eye on you, occasionally bringing a basin of warm water to soak and rub your feet.

“I like you this way,” you tease, weakly, “big and strong and yet, you’re giving me puppy dog eyes and rubbing my feet.”

“I am not giving you puppy dog eyes.” he protests, a bit embarrassed, but his azure gaze has a concerned twinkle.

“You are! Big, cute, puppy dog eyes. Look at me like that more often, it makes me want to do unspeakable things to you and that beautiful face, Fjerdan.”

“Djel have mercy,” he scoffs, turning a lovely crimson in the cheeks and averting his gaze, “you’re ill, can you at least act like it? You shouldn’t say such vulgar things when I… can’t make good on them yet…” but you can see the tickle of a smile on his lips, which causes one to creep up on your own.

being sick around Nina has made you loathe the taste of waffles, by how many she’s tried to force down your throat.

“The sooner your appetite returns to normal, the sooner I stop force feeding you.” Nina would pout, seated beside you on the bed on her knees, with a plate full of all her favorite sweets. “And the sooner my sweets stash becomes mine alone again.”

“Nina, are you sure chocolate is the best thing for me to have right now?”

she would be offended by the words alone, puckering her lips, “Chocolate is always the answer, and I made these chocolate chip waffles very special for you. So eat, or I’ll pinch your cute, little nose until you have to open your mouth and I’ll shove them down your throat.”

the worst part is that you know that she would.

she spends a lot of her free time making you as comfortable as possible, keeping your body cool and battling the fever, her soft hands are always on you. soothing you.

but her mouth is running constantly, complaining about how badly she needs you to be better.

“I miss having you beside me at the table with the lot of them,” she grumbles, running soothing circles over your sweat sheened, clammy cheeks, “and I miss being able to kiss you whenever I’d like. So, you’d better recover soon, because I can’t wait to devour you again.”

“Nina!” you laugh, hoarsely, your heart rate picking up. she was always so good at making you blush, causing your heart to fire rapidly like an engine, and she can feel it.

“Good to feel your strength returning.” she coos as you pull her on to your lap, both hands gripping the expanse of her bum.

you have to take care of Wylan when you’re sick, not the other way around.

he absolutely refuses to leave you.

keeping a close eye on your fever, and making sure you’re staying as hydrated and full of food as your feeble stomach will allow.

“Eat some more, if you can.” he urges, holding out another ladle full of steaming broth.

curling up with his head on your chest so he can hear the raspy, shallow breaths and the faint beating of your heart.

you run your fingers through ginger locks tentatively, whispering fondly, “Are you sure you should be so close? What if I’m contagious, baby?”

Wylan would pout, furrowing his brows, “Well, then I guess I’m getting sick, too. I don’t want be separated from you a single inch until I can tell you’re getting better. I—“ tears may even prick his big eyes when he whimpers, “I don’t want to lose you.”

“Lose me?” you ask, incredulously, “Like this? I don’t think so, Van Eck.” you scoff, and pinch his cheek, “Gonna take a lot more than a fever to take me away from you. You know that, right?”

he would look up for you, somewhat unconvinced, but nod. so you’d make him repeat that you’re going to be fine over and over, until he believed it.

[paracosmoon]

when the fuck is it my turn to be called an investment

[lunarphosie]

Cold nights, Warm hearts.

six of crows x gn florist reader. (gif not mine)

Life was boring when the only thing that accompanies you is your shadow when you walk, living in Ketterdam was very complicated for someone who barely knew how to defend themselves. The days were monotonous for them, their only hobby was taking care of their garden, the flowers and plants that, being so colorful, made the city look gray.

Few were the people who bought flowers, but the warmth in their chest did not fail to show up when it was like that, they were glad to know that even in a place this dark love could exist, and they hoped to feel it one day. They hoped to share their happiness with other people, and that is why one could now be able to see flowers on the streets. One of the few people who appreciated flowers as much as they did was Inej, so they did not fail to go to the barrel to leave a couple (or more) in the place, what was not expected is that the place would be almost empty if it weren't for the crows, who now seemed to be enjoying a lively conversation about how well they did on their last heist. Jesper was bragging about his aiming skills, Inej laughing at it knowing he just wanted to impress the others (others < wylan), nina and matthias chatted amongst themselves while enjoying the atmosphere, while kaz watched the others, trying not to show the smile that was fighting to creep into his lips. Kaz was the first to notice them when they entered, so he got up a little bit confused, ready to inform them that they were closed for today, however they were quick to speak first. "Inej told me I could drop these off today…sorry to interrupt…I thought a splash of color here would be nice, but if not I can take them back." They spoke quickly thanks to nervousness, which subsided when they felt the girl stand by their side to confirm what they was saying. Inej was quick to invite them to spend some time with them, to which Kaz didn't object and when they finally joined the table where the others were, they seemed happy with their company. Introductions were quick and they took a seat between Kaz and Nina, where they spent the rest of the night. They couldn't fight the feeling of happiness filling them, even though they hadn't joined much in the conversation they felt part of the group, at home almost. They never thought that the love they hoped to feel one day would be found in a group of people they barely knew. Their chest felt warmer than ever, their eyes shone beyond comparison and to be honest, They hoped that would never change, that it would be something more recurrent, if it were up to them they would love to hear jesper brag about how good he is at everything, help nina to cook waffles, stand guard outside the barrel and even more, if it meant that they could continue to feel the happiness that now filled them.

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[hufflesight]

hi!! i loved how you wrote my request! and i was wondering if you could write a crows x reader(maybe with kaz x reader too?) based on the song 'hug all your friends' by cavetown?

thank you and hope you have an amazing day/night, love!<3

Description: the reader is a Tailor, but without any official training, she can only change her own face; she offers to go spy and has to say goodbye to all the crows.

(ECHO! HI! I'm so glad you liked it! I'm sorry this one is so late and kinda short, my life is hectic and homework is the worst :) )

(I'm not honestly sure what this counts as. It's definitely fluffy but like it's not exactly happy, also I removed a couple choruses/lines/verses to make it make more sense with the story; hope that's okay!)

Warnings: None, I think

Words: 874

As always if you like my writing feel free to give me a request! My inbox is always open, I might just take a couple days to post it, depending on my schedule!

What's it like to be alone on a Sunday

Y/n lay on the bed, her head cradled in Kaz's lap. She was exhausted, but she wouldn't miss this moment for a year's worth of sleep. She was about to go away for at least two months; she could sleep then. Right now she just focus on Kaz's gloved hands as they carefully brushed stray locks of hair from her cheek.

The sun was low in the sky; she'd just barely slept past sunrise, but she still needed to get going. If she missed the ship, there would be no hope in this mission.

However, even with the stakes in her mind, she couldn't help but stay as she was, staring into Kaz's dark eyes. They'd been together for 3 years now, and they'd been the best years of her life. Maybe she could only touch him through gloves and long sleeves, maybe he wasn't the most obvious with his feelings, but Kaz was all that Y/n would ever want or need.

She smiled softly.

Sing me a song, tell me your thoughts I could listen to you all day long

He returned the smile, but there was a far off look in his eyes. Y/n knew that look. She'd seen it so many times over the years, and not just about her. About each and every crow. It was the look Kaz got when he was nervous for their safety.

"Hey, Kaz, darling, it's fine. I'll be fine. It's not a dangerous mission anyways. And I'll be in disguise the whole time."

She watched his Adam's apple bob as he swallowed, until finally he responded. "Alright, just..." He hesitated, but she waited patiently. She'd always wait for him. "Be careful. I love you too much to lose you."

"I will. And I love you too, Kaz."

An idea coming to mind, she nudged him slightly. "Tell me a story. I don't want to forget your voice."

A true smile crept across his features, and as he began talking, she closed her eyes, memorizing every inflection in his tone.

Life's too short to worry about things that we got wrong So hug all your friends and let them know

Hours later, Y/n's few important possessions were shoved into a small bag, and she stepped into the entryway of the Slat, where the rest of the crows were waiting. She took a deep breath before throwing herself into Inej's arms, the person she was closest to; after Kaz, of course. Her friend hugged her tightly, whispering quietly into her ear "You got this," before releasing her directly into Nina, who in turn grabbed her.

"I'm going to miss you, Y/n!"

Y/n laughed, before replying "I'm only going to be gone for a couple months, Nina!"

"I know, I know, but still!"

When she was finally released, she got a clap on the back from Matthias.

Then Jesper came out of nowhere, his grin directly in her face. "I'll admit, it'll be a bit boring around here without being able to watch Kaz awkwardly flirt with you." She laughed, slightly blushing as she looked over to the man in question, who was pretty clearly trying to hide his own smile.

After a hug with Wylan, who had become like a brother to her, Y/n started to open the door. But as she grabbed the handle, a pang of loneliness hit her. With a breath, she waved it off. She'd be fine by herself. She was by herself before she found the crows, after all.

You're not letting go, No I won't let go

As she and Kaz left the building, Y/n couldn't help but look back at it once, the last time she would for 3 months. She was about to live in a house she didn't know, pretending to be someone she wasn't. It was almost a thrilling thought, but behind that, she was still scared. She'd never had much talent in terms of defending herself; changing one's face didn't do much when staring down the barrel of a gun.

But as she walked, hand in gloved hand with Kaz, she felt confident. She could do this.

Though the belief wavered as she reached the ship, as she felt his hands leave hers, as they promised they'd see each other again, she held it. She could do this.

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You don't know what it's like to be nothing at all When the night turns cold my thoughts feel like stone I can't breathe anymore

I forgot how to walk by myself

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She couldn't do this. A month in a half in the mansion, with someone else's face, and now Y/n lay crying on her bed. The journal under her mattress was full of secrets, the truth behind the wealthy family she'd infiltrated. But her head was full of lies. Who she was, who she was supposed to be: they were getting mixed up in her mind.

The only reason she didn't run away into the woods, the only thing keeping her grounded at all were their six faces.

Wylan. Jesper. Matthias. Nina. Inej. Kaz.

I could do with a little more of your help

She wished they were there with her.

"I need you with me." She whispered into her pillow.

[urmommies--girl]

Creds to @hassidrissofficial on Instagram for this beautiful dress design that immediately reminded me of Inej the second I saw the knife

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Inej

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Do y'all like Book Kaz or Show Kaz more bc I personally love show Kaz but Book Kaz has my entire heart

I love these stories Abt him being big and bad and intimidating and...serious.

But my silly little book Kaz can do no wrong (a arsonist) and has no faults and has done nothing wrong ever (many times)

My little man is grinning wildly the whole time and is so calm people are scared, my silly little guy

Also when I begin writing again I will be taking requests for the crows!

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I'm this close to writing a six of crows and percy Jackson fic that might not make sense but reader is a God or goddess/ saint that Inej prays to only to finf out that Saints do exist

May be inej x reader