#kaz reitveld
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I don’t want a Kanej kiss (not right now, anyway). You know what I do want?
Give me Kaz’s gloved hands brushing Inej’s cheek, cupping her jaw, holding her fingers with his own. Give me Kaz helping Inej dress - lifting her hood, holding her coat or vest as she puts it on, tying her shoes - honouring the layers that keep her safe from those that hurt her in the past and those that would try to hurt her now.
Give me Inej asking Kaz to brush or braid or unbraid her hair. Give me Inej holding Kaz’s bare hand in her lap, talking softly to him as he works past the panic lapping at him. Give me Inej pressing her forehead against his as they both learn to breathe in each other’s space.
Let their first kisses be soft and safe - a gentle brush of lips against the other’s hair, the back of a hand, or the apple of a cheek. Let it be slow, considered, careful. Never impulsive, never unanticipated. Their eyes always meet before any other part of them does. And even then, maybe the first time their lips meet it’s while Inej’s headscarf is still covering her mouth.
I want to watch them relearn intimacy together without the expectation that they need to ‘legitimise’ their relationship by kissing. I want them to enjoy and take pride in the little moments of contact they manage because they both know just how valuable they are.
#kanej#kaz brekker#kaz reitveld#kaz x inej#inej ghafa#shadow and bone#six of crows#crooked kingdom#freddy carter#amita suman
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Kaz: Christmas is cancelled.
Matthias: You can't cancel a holiday.
Kaz: Keep it up, Matthias, and you'll lose New Year's too.
Matthias: What does that mean?
Kaz: Nina, take New Year's away from Matthias.
#idk what he means either matthias#don't question dirtyhands#soc incorrect quotes#six of crows incorrect quotes#soc#six of crows#incorrect quotes#kaz brekker#kaz reitveld#kaz dirtyhands brekker#soc kaz#kaz soc#matthias helvar#soc matthias#matthias soc#nina zenik#soc nina#nina soc
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the trick - kaz brekker.
des. angst. shadow and bone (tv) s2 spoilers! kaz brekker saw love as nothing but a mere weakness, a soft edge, an instrument to drown, and then there was you.
notes. kaz brekker is bad at love lmao. brief mentions of kaz's trauma (again). pekka rollins (yeah, he has his own warnings). six of crows shenanigans. mentions of hurting, bl##d. jordie rietveld. kaz brekker. enemies-to-lovers-to-idk.
hello, hello! i'm not good at intro lmao. but read it while listening to the night we met by l. huron for more raw emotion??? i remember writing this 3am on monday, so, it might be a lil' messy ;<
wc: 1.4k
The ride back to the slat was painted with the deepest shade of silence, the alarming heart rate of everyone, the tension of everyone’s gaze, the weight on everyone’s shoulder, and the bruise getting settled on Kaz’s face. Jesper looked over at you as he noticed your undying gaze on Kaz. His breath hitched as he whispered.
“He’s okay. Don’t think too much..” You gave a concerned look to Jesper as he gave you a soft smile. The minutes' ride back to the slat was only for a while but for Kaz, it felt like an hour, a decade, it seems like he felt everything, heard everything, and saw everything. He felt the carriage halt as he sensed the familiar noise, as the crows prepared to step down from the carriage, he looked over to your hands and noticed the bruise forming in your knuckles, taking him back to the night when you both met.
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“Pekka sent me to kill you. You pissed him off after you kept on tailing him, tracking him, watching him. I might say you might be obsessed with him. ” You stated, earning a glare and a concerned look from the sharpshooter and his ‘boss’. As words left your mouth, you felt Kaz’s reserved and fearsome intensity.
“Then why didn’t you?” Though the question felt a little personal to your liking, Kaz’s tone proves otherwise. You felt as if a crow was watching you, daring you, and judging you. No doubt, Kaz Brekker knew that Pekka Rollins hired you to kill him, the fucking bastard of the barrel knew that, and yet here you are having a fucking drink in his fucking club.
When Pekka Rollins let you work for him, he forgot one thing and that is checking your background, yes, perhaps he knew how skilled you are in killing, how your step would knock in silence, and how would the knife and guns would bow down in your presence, but what he did know is your past.
With the last sip of your drink, you look at Dirtyhand’s eyes, “Jakob Hertzoon..”
Kaz Brekker's eyes widened, he uttered something under his breath and made Jesper leave.
“I didn’t kill you in any chance I get because… he stole something from me and I guess he also did to you.” Kaz Brekker searches for any misconceptions in your eyes, white lies that will get under his skin, but all he found are eyes that look at him and it seems like they understood him and knew him under all his walls, all his armor.
“I get what you want from Pekka, you give me what I want..”
“And what is that?” Kaz replied you were taken aback because he was indeed out of character when he replied. You sighed. “...A chance to prove myself.”
And that’s where all it started, as month dances into years, the withering flame in your heart, starts to fuel and fuel even more, the lingering looks in the slat, the searching for him in every room, the protecting him at any given time, it fueled you.
It happened to him too.
It made you strong, it made him afraid. It saved you yet it drowned him in his fears.
It was your dream, it is a nightmare that he got himself into. You were the poison and yet he drank it. Pekka Rollins hired you to kill him and Kaz is damn sure that not only you might kill him but also drown him by accepting his deepest fears and secrets, and an emotion that could cloud his judgment.
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After meeting your bruised and bloody hand he looked at you, a flame burning in his eyes and heart, as he felt it the first six months you talked to him about Pekka’s plan and jobs, he felt it the third night when Jordie’s voice seems too loud to his liking, he knew it the moment he saw colors he hasn’t seen before, he knew it when you stood to stop a bullet for him in Ravka, he knew it the moment he searched for you in every corner of the room he’s into, you flashed him a sad smile while he just stared at you getting out of the carriage, by then he knew, that maybe after tonight, he might lose you.
The slat was once again empty when the crows left it, only the deafening silence was left as well as Kaz’s breathing and your hand that is fidgeting with your left ring. The job was done, everything was at ease, and the barrel belonged to the bastard, so, why are you here?
“We need to talk.”
Oh, right, Kaz.
You looked at him, his bruised face was noticeable. He looked at you, your hands are covered in bruises and wounds that is new. He ought to seek the words he wants to say, things that’ll make Jordie’s voice drown in the pit of his conscience, or a word that’ll make you stay forever. But among all the words in the world that entered his mind, it seems like you found the one he need.
“Are you okay, Kaz?” His eyes met yours, and the echoing sound of a candle’s flame drifted into his mind as he saw the distance between you and him, one table apart.
His office was filled with paintings and trophies he stole from the rooms of every building he find fascinating, and yet the most treasured thing that he do not own was you, that among the most beautiful items scattered in the room would be no equal to the fascination that Kaz gives to you.
A part of him wanted to say everything, every nightmare, every dream, every pain, everything that is about him, but he also wanted you to stay, by him, with him. But the armor he has betrayed every little thing that makes him a human, a man.
“Don’t. It makes you dull.” Then, you recalled the moments earlier.
“The trick is not to love anything.” His shark eyes met Pekka’s desperate gaze. A little part of you felt brave but the whole part of you was betrayed. You looked at Nina as she heard your heart, and you looked at Jesper as he looked at Kaz. It pained you that when you felt like you were building Kaz, you were breaking him down into something, something you cannot see nor touch.
“Someone you'd sacrifice everything for and it makes you weak.” Then it hit you, Ketterdamn isn’t the place where the string of fate exists, you’d sacrifice everything for Kaz, all of them knew, except for him. Love is a weakness; you learned that the hard way. You fell for the man who you cannot touch, love, or even see.
You love Kaz Brekker.
“Of course…Kaz, about what you said to Pekka, is it true? The trick?” His gaze lowered, and a sense of guilt woke the soul inside him. As he felt your eyes burning him. He couldn’t fight the right words or the actions he can take, but all he had was his walls and a pair of his broken armor.
“Silence was never my forte, but please, tell me, those longing stares, those endless nights, those times…was that all the trick?” A shake. A shake in your voice was present. When did you become so emotional, Kaz wondered. He knew the answer because he felt the wave of emotion hit him too, harder that the punch and the bruise.
“Love is weakness. It makes us weak—”
“I love you…” Then the world was silenced in the wake of your declaration, the sound of the storming sea was silenced in Kaz’s mind, the voices of Jordie were no longer near, and the water in his lungs was replaced by the enticing feeling in his stomach. “Does that make me weak?”
No. That was what he wanted to say, but all he did was to look at you with a shield in his eyes, that moment, he knew, he lost you.
The cold rushed down your head to your feet, you said those words and you read him wrong. Everything was wrong you were wrong. As you met Kaz’s reserved gaze, it took you to the night where you first met him, wishing that you should’ve killed him, perhaps he was right, the trick is not to love anything.
But the only thing you heard was your footstep leaving the room, the slat, and leaving Kaz Brekker.
“No…It makes me.” He whispered under his breath.
That night, two crows understood something that love is awful, unfair, and unkind.
That love is indeed and truly a weakness.
hehe. angst. haha, my forte.
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#kaz brekker#kaz reitveld#kaz brekker x reader#kaz brekker x y/n#kaz brekker x you#kaz x reader#kaz x you#kazzle dazzle#six of crows x reader#shadow and bones#shadow and bones s2#shadow and bone netflix#shadow and bone x reader#trinity_archives#six of crows
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Kanej Headcannon:
Whilst in Ketteredam kaz and inej train a couple of crows to send messages to each other, they’re the only faces the crows know and no one’s knows how they have done it or been able to shoot one down
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giggling at this quote from ninas pov in kos:
"She wished she has Inej's gift for spywork or Kaz's gift for scheming, but she only seemed to have Jesper's gift for bad decisions."
#what is with this jesper slander!!!#but whenever i get a soc reference in kos i lose my shite#im like OH MY GOD OH MY GOD ITS THE CROWS OH MY#king of scars#king of scars leigh bardugo#nina zenik#nina zenook#nina zenok#king of scars duology#the grishaverse#rule of wolves#six of crows#six of crows duology#crooked kingdom#kaz brekker#inej ghafa#jesper llewellyn fahey#jesper fahey#kaz reitveld
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I need six of crows edits to Long Live by Taylor swift, I need them immediately. Drop links, drop the vids, GIVE
#six of crows#nina zenik#jesper fahey#kaz brekker#kaz reitveld#wylan hendriks#wylan van eck#mathias helvar#inej ghafa#shadow and bone#crooked kingdom#long live
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Kaz's backstory makes me sad often because we actually know so little outside of his trauma. It makes sense for his character and arc, that what we know of him, is generally just his pain and primarily his experiences in ketterdam. But what about his home life? Who was his mom? Was kaz the kind of kid to follow jordie around when he was just trying to hang out with his friends? Did him and Jordie even have friends? Neighbors on nearby farms? Who were the nearby adults who may have known of what happened to their father? Did any of them try to help them, or stop Jordie from leaving? Are there people still there who remember the tragedy of the Reitveld family? Does anyone remember them?
#this is why i personally really want a third book#kazs obsession with secrecy and being wronged by other people is so deeply tied to the city#like you cant just drag him back home#he wouldn't have an identity on his old farm#but i want to know!!!! so bad!!!#and this is kinda what inej is leaning into as well#at least in my mind#kaz opening up isnt just leaning on her for the pain ketterdam brought but also his life and who he is#and he opens a little of this to her when he confronts rollins#anyway#soc#six of crows#crooked kingdom#kaz brekker#inej ghafa#kaz reitveld#jordie rietveld
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I'm not a big fan of the "jordie lives" trope but there is something in how kaz built an entire empire to avenge his brother, only for the whole idea to fall to pieces in seconds after he finds out jordie is alive
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Just realized when Kaz says "my mother is Ketterdam. She birthed my in the harbor"
He's talking about when he woke up among the floating bodies. His rebirth as Kaz Brekker was literally in the harbor of Ketterdam. Holy fuck
#six of crows#shadow and bone#shadow and bone s2#crooked kingdom#kaz brekker#kaz reitveld#grishaverse#how did i not realize this sooner
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needing a badass glow up like the kaz reitveld to kaz brekker one minus the trauma and murder
#six of crows#soc#kaz brekker#the crows#the dregs#crooked kingdom#inej ghafa#kanej#soc jesper#jesper fahey#wylan van eck#kaz reitveld#or however its spelt#matthias helvar#nina zenik
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*Kaz entering a room while covered in blood*
Jesper: What the hell happened!?
Inej, also covered in blood: Nothing anyone can prove
#kanej#kaz brekker#kaz reitveld#kaz x inej#inej ghafa#six of crows#shadow and bone#crooked kingdom#jesper fahey#incorrect quotes#incorrect shadow and bone quotes#incorrect six of crows quotes#source: original
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Inej: Kaz, is there something you'd like to share with Jesper?
Kaz: Yes... how to say this delicately... You're a horrible roommate and nobody in this house likes you
Inej: Let's frame our statements with, "When you do this, it makes me feel this"
Kaz: Fine. Ok, uh, let's see... When you live here, it makes me feel angry. Because you're a horrible roommate and nobody in this house likes you.
#quote from sonic boom#poor jesper :(#my baby boy#six of crows incorrect quotes#six of crows#crooked kingdom incorrect quotes#crooked kingdom#soc incorrect quotes#soc#soc inej#inej soc#inej ghafa#soc kaz#kaz soc#kaz brekker#kaz dirtyhands brekker#kaz reitveld#soc jesper#jesper soc#jesper fahey#you can tag as ship#(in any three ways lol)
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kies jou. - kaz brekker.
des. shadow and bones (tv) s2 spoilers!. kaz brekker didn't let hope cloud his judgment, however just this once, he lets it because it's you.
notes. angst. ooc(?) kaz brekker. brief mentions of Kaz's trauma. kaz and Inej do not have a romantic link. to establish a relationship. mentions six of crow's shenanigans.
hello there! i suck at summary but here you go an angsty yet fluffy kaz brekker
this is my first time writing for the fellow, so he might be ooc. enjoy!
wanorde - chaos
kies jou - choose you
wc: 956
Kaz Brekker wanted something, something more than the kruge he could bury with his dead body, more than the gold he could hang on his walls, more than the paintings he could hide in his room, Kaz Brekker wanted something more. He wanted you.
He watched everyone look at you whenever you entered the slat, how their eyes would linger on your face and hands. Some say you’re a dream built to see paradise but to Kaz, you were a fucking chaos. The chaos that might drown him someday and maybe save him one day. He saw you as a weakness, not for the crew, but a weakness kept within himself.
But saints, if you were the chaos then why do you keep caring, why do you keep looking at him with eyes that calm him down, why do you always there in plain sight, and why do you always pull him up whenever the water in his lungs looks for ways for him to drown. He never saw it coming, he just realized that one day, he didn’t want to lose you.
Maybe it was the night when you let him see a little bit of you in your safe place or maybe the night where he let you break a little part of his walls or maybe the time you looked at him with care even if he is in his armor. Or maybe the time when you bled to protect him. It made Kaz numb, he loathed this emotion, this feeling, this chaos brooding inside him. To some, it’s hope, a hope to make things better, to make things okay but Kaz learned to hope the hard way, when he was a kid, Hope drowns you and clouds your judgment.
But hope is a word of luck dipped in the honey of chaos, that was hope for Kaz when you express it. It feels so foreign yet so raw, it scared him yet it also became his salvation and perhaps, a secret language that only he can decipher. All the heist, all the thrill, lead to this, lead you to him, always to him.
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The fold was now only a myth, the weight of the gold filled Kaz’s pockets, Inej has gotten her freedom, Jesper and Wylan were okay, Nina and her slab of fur will unite once again, and then you.
As you tell your prayers to the saints of Ravka, a man with a cane watched you in the corner of the room.
“Did you get the payment, Brekker?”
Kaz looked at you and the wound on your forehead, then he recalled the moment earlier when you protected him from a volcra. He looked away and in the back of his mind, Jordie’s voice resurfaced.
You will always cause harm, Kaz. You are the chaos, you are!
He clenched his jaw and weave a deep sigh. “Everyone will get their cut once we're back in Ketterdamn.”
He looked at you once again, and to his surprise, you were staring at him, your caring stare for him. The voice of Jordie and the waves of the sea were cleared again, and the only thing he heard was your voice.
“What now, Brekker?”
With that question, he held his cane a little tighter, and his breathing become rigged.
“Settle. Inej isn’t the only one who got their freedom.”
You nodded your head as you stood up and walked up to him.
“Tell me something…Kaz.” His name fell out of your lips like a hymn he wishes to bottle as if whenever he hears your voice, all he wanted is to let hope to cloud his judgment. “I know you saw something, you…you’ve never been the same since that time, Brekker.”
Of course, you noticed. How the number amount of times he called your name, he stood a little closer to you, he looked over to you, protect you, something happened in Shu Han, you knew it. Kaz knew it.
“Please…Kaz.”
He looked at you and he knew your voice was much scarier than the poison he inhaled in Shu Han, he never knew that chaos would be so beautiful and so…hopeful. Hope clouds judgment, Kaz knew it.
But this time, he lets it.
“Jordie was there…” He watched your expression be different when you looked at his eyes and they looked bitter as he spoke his brother’s name. Perhaps a misunderstanding or fear but his words suck the air in your lungs.
“And you, my wanorde.”
Chaos.
You stared at each other for a moment. As he breaks the silence, with his walls and armor again.
“Why…why didn’t you run away when the volcra was in front of me?”
You sighed and gave him a knowing look.
“Because I promised. I promised myself to take care of you. May I?”
You gestured your hand over his hand and at this exact moment, his walls and armor betrayed him as hope pushed him through his loudest thoughts: to have you.
He grabbed your hand as you softly examine and traced the markings of his gloves, and his whispers slipped from his mouth. “It’s rotten work..” He was mad and disappointed.
But his tone was also sad, relieved, and somehow, it was like a plea. You inhaled deeply, as you held his hands, now with both of your hands. You smiled at him.
“Not to me, Kaz.”
His hand in yours was something that scared him, he fears that it would drown him but just this once, he let it be, for your hands never drowned him, somehow it saved him. Upon touching your hands…
“Not if it’s you.”
…he felt alive.
a/n: i actually based this story off :
“Pylades: I’ll take care of you.
Orestes: It’s rotten work.
Pylades: Not to me. Not if it’s you.”
― Anne Carson, Euripides
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#kaz brekker#kaz reitveld#kaz brekker x reader#kaz brekker x y/n#kaz brekker x you#kaz x reader#kaz x you#kazzle dazzle#six of crows x reader#shadow and bones#shadow and bones s2#shadow and bone netflix#shadow and bone x reader#trinity_archives#six of crows
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I just read this fic. Go read it. Like right now. I died laughing at the last bit.
#drunk kaz#kaz and jesper banter#kaz and jesper#kas and jesper bonding#wesper#jesper fahey#kaz brekker#kaz reitveld#wylan van eck
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