#Matthias Helvar imagines

[swanimagines]

SAVE YOU | MATTHIAS HELVAR

Summary: Imagine Matthias Helvar saving you from drowning.

You not knowing to swim and being part of the Dregs were two things that could get destructive together. You knew that when you joined. So in a way, you deserved the situation you were in now - Ketterdam took out the weak, and now you had pulled the short straw. 

The canal water threatened to drag you under, the current having taken you to the sea, and now you were drifting farther and farther away. If you had known how to swim, it would take just a few strokes and you’d be able to push yourself up, but struggling to keep yourself up took all your strength. You couldn’t even scream for help.

You didn’t know for how long you were there - if others knew where you were. You knew Kaz was tapping his foot while looking at the time, you wouldn’t have had time to be late.

You didn’t hear when your name was called, nor you saw the Fjerdan diving into the water, rushing towards you. Your vision was going out already, but then you faintly felt yourself being pulled - maybe Death had come to claim you. Your consciousness went in and out as you were pushed up on the street, and you heard some running steps coming up towards you. You were rolled over to the pavement, turned to your side. Your vision was blurry, and you were tired - oh so very tired. You felt acid on your throat, seawater making its way out of you in a form of vomit. You coughed and gagged as it just kept coming, before it calmed down, leaving you shaking slightly.

“Saints,” you heard a voice say, but it echoed, sounding like it came from behind a wall. The walls at the Slat were something you had always cursed - listening to your neighboring Dreg having a one night’s stand wasn’t something you enjoyed hearing. But right now, you would have done anything to be in your own bed, under covers, dry and warm. Even if it meant listening to your neighbor’s bedpost rhythmically slamming against the wall.

Suddenly, you felt a a pair of hands on your chest and you started to warm up immediately. Your vision started to clear, your tiredness started to diminish. You groaned, seeing Nina kneeling beside you and managed to muster a small smile for her, closing your eyes.

Then, the seawater decided to make itself known once more and you abruptly lunged to the side, throwing up onto the pavement again. Gasping for air, you felt a large hand stroking your back, and finally decided to look at your savior.

Matthias.

You blinked at him, a trace of fluid still dripping off your cheek. You had not expected him to jump after you like that. But at the same time, you knew he wouldn’t just stand there and look as you drowned, you were friends with him after all. Or, you wanted him to be more than a friend actually, but still - you didn’t expect to find yourself in a situation like this, him being so caring with you after he saved you. You saw Nina turn her eyes away, biting her lip as if to hide a smirk - this would be something she’d tease you about for weeks.

More steps approached, and you saw the rest of the Crows walking up to you. Kaz looked like a stormcloud over a job gone wrong, but judging by how Inej looked at him, he wouldn’t chastise you about ruining the job, at least not now. They all knew you couldn’t swim. Jesper and Wylan ran up the moment they saw you, as well as Inej a few seconds later, her hand brushing against Kaz’s arm as she passed him. Kaz stopped and stood a little farther away from the rest of them doting over at you, Matthias helping you to sit up and a moment later, hoisting you up against him. You started walking towards the Slat with Matthias’s arm around you and you couldn’t help but think, maybe there would be more to how Matthias felt about you. Nina had teased you about it and kept hinting that way, but you didn’t believe it being true, thinking it’s just Nina’s hopeless romantic side talking. But the way Matthias looked at you, the way he held you - it spoke about something deeper.

Maybe you’d talk to him about it in a few days. Maybe confessions would be made, maybe one of your greatest dreams would come true.

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[justanoasisimagines]

Having children with Matthias

Hey my lovelies, back with another request. My requests are open and my request guidelines are pinned to the top of the page! Credit to cafekitsune for the banner and the divider!

Requested by Anon

❀Matthis knew he would have a family with you from the moment the two of you met. He couldn't wait to raise a family, to raise them differently from how he was. To give them a better quality of life.

❀Matthias would be a firm but fair parent. He'd want the best for them but he understands what having too strict parents can do.

❀If you were to have sons, he'd want to teach them everything he knows. how to hunt for food, how to create a shelter, and the signs to look for danger. They would be well-versed in numerous weapons. He would want them to be able to look after themselves, you and any potential daughters you may have.

❀If you had a daughter they have him wrapped around their finger. He's willing to give them anything they want. They would be his little princess.

❀However, he would also teach them how to survive. However, he'd also push harder on self-defense. Your daughter would be able to protect themselves, she would know how to use any weapon Matthias could teach her to use.

❀They would not be taught to fear or disrespect Gresha. He grew up to hate and hunt those different from him. Since meeting Nina she's changed his view of the world. They would not be raised the same way he was.

❀Matthias is an active part of their lives. He doesn't care where he's doing, you and the children will always be his priority. Nothing to Matthias is more important.

❀Matthis always planning and being involved in your children's activities. He's an active parent. He's a supportive parent. He's a good father.

❀Matthias would read to their children every night. He'd tell them grand stories about his adventures, about heroes and villains. However, his favorite stories to tell them include both of you. The adventures the two of you have been on together.

❀Matthias wants his children to know they can be anything they wish to be. He's going to support them no matter what. The world is there to make the best of it and it's never too late to change your mind. If he hadn't, he probably wouldn't have met you.

[shimmerytimbers]

sth about matthias comparing nina to a field of flowers, a raging storm, a little red bird. sth about matthias not wanting to kiss nina because in his culture, it wasn't the proper way to threat a lady and she deserved better. sth about matthias vowing to protect nina until his death. sth about matthias learning to understand and love grisha but never turning his back on his faith with djel. something about matthias being only 18 when he died. sth about the fact that besides the crows, he likely had no one else. sth abt trassel being kicked out of the pack after matthias was assumed dead and guilty of treason. sth about matthias being being shot a boy in the same situation as he had been years ago with brum.

[undercover-grisha]

I like to think that growing up the next gen Crow kids just have like a very confused idea of who the hell Nikolai Lanstov is.

Bc like Kaz would probably use the titles interchangeably, especially when he’s irritated with the man, and Inej has no respect for Ravkan royalty so she’d probably use Sturmhond too esp bc they’re both pirates. But like… Wylan (and Jes) are part of an oligarchy. They meet with King Lanstov at least once a year, and probably get invited to all the shit, so they probably call him the king. but ALSO. He’s Nina’s pseudo-sister’s husband!

[narcissisticmf]

jumped | kaz brekker x fem!reader

description: y/n is out one night getting supplies for the black veil and on her way back, she gets mugged. when she returns to the tomb, everyone is concerned.

trigger warnings: graphic violence, assault, descriptions of minor injuries, blood, angst, seductive behavior, etc. read at your own risk.

word count: 2.6k

Rain tapped against the cobblestones as you made your way back to the gondel. Its rope was tied to the docks, securing its place. A cloak was draped over your shoulders as the hood was pulled over your head, concealing your face from potential threats.

In your grasp, you carried a large paper bag that was filled with canned goods and other essentials the tomb was lacking. Each week, you rotated with the other Crows who would go out and retrieve supplies. You didn't mind going out, but it was dangerous to do so under the circumstances.

As you placed the filled bag gently into the gondel, you stood up straight and reached for the rope that was tied to the dock. Your hand froze as you heard several heavy footsteps coming from behind you.

You swore under your breath and reached inside your cloak to the bow and arrows that were concealed perfectly. You made haste with pulling your weapons out. You drew an arrow into your bow and pulled back with precision as you turned your whole body in the sound of the direction of the footsteps.

The rain continued to fall and the subtle haze that formed across the docks blurred your vision. The sun was already setting and the torches that lit the town were burning out from the rapid fall of rain.

Your lips parted just slightly as you controlled your breath. Your eyes flickered to the left as you heard the footsteps approach closer. Your heartbeat was steady, unafraid and unyielding.

A dark shadow was casted in front of you on the docks. You couldn't make out the face, but you had a gut feeling that whomever the person had been was not approaching for casual conversation.

As a way of warning, you released your grip onto the bow and shot an arrow clean past the person's right ear. To your dismay, they did not slow down nor turn around. You released a soft grunt of frustration and drew back another arrow.

"Whomever you are, leave now," You spoke with pure authority, not once did your voice waver. They continued stepping forward and reached into their jacket to pull out a freshly sharpened knife. Your eyes glanced at the weapon. You swallowed thickly and aimed your arrow, not at them, but at their hand which held a tight grip on the knife. "Leave now," You spoke through gritted teeth. "I promise I won't miss this time.. if you choose not to walk away."

Your threats didn't seem to make much of a difference to the body before you. You lifted your gaze to their dark hooded eyes. The haze from the rain didn't make it easy to tell who they were, but it didn't seem to matter in the moment.

Swiftly, the person before you charged forth with the knife gripped tightly in their hand. You dodged the strike by bending forward and getting behind them. You held your arrow out and shot at their leg. It struck them in the calf as you smirked at the grunt that left their lips. It sounded like a man, but you weren't too sure.

They reached down their left and ripped the arrow from their fresh, bloody wound. Snapping the arrow in half, they stood and rushed towards you again, pinning you to the slick, wet ground. Shocked by the sudden drop, you breathed quickly for a few moments before reaching up with a free hand to punch them square in the nose. They staggered off of you and held their gushing, bloody nose.

You quickly went for the gondel as they were distracted, and hopefully a little delirious. You untied the ropes and hopped into the boat, ready to make your way back to the tomb. You let out a harsh, guttural scream as a wave of sharp pain filled your right shoulder. You looked back to see the person standing there with empty hands. You lowered your gaze to the knife that was lodged into your shoulder, deep and painful.

You winced and made a horrible attempt at rowing with your non-dominant arm. Blood was seeping from your shoulder and soaking your cloak. The metallic smell filled your nostrils. Stains of the thick red liquid soaked into the bottom of the boat and on the paper bag that was filled with supplies for the tomb.

.

Grunting in pain, you pulled the gondel up onto the wet ground and tied it with your left hand to a tree nearby the water. You winced as you leaned into the boat to grab the paper bag and stumbled towards the tomb. Your vision blurred with black dots as you walked through the cemetery, the rain still pouring ferociously.

Eventually, you made it to the tomb (you weren't even sure how you managed it, but you did). You carelessly dropped the bag onto the table and grunted. Your breathing was harsh. Wylan, Jesper and Matthias were seated on the couch as you made your way in. You removed your hood off your head and turned to see a trail of blood you left behind stepping inside. The three of them stood up and walked towards you.

"What the hell happened?" Jesper asked, dragging out each word.

"Are you okay?" Matthias asked.

"Sit down, Y/N," Wylan suggested as he pulled a chair out for you.

They didn't seem to have noticed the knife protruding from your shoulder until the moment you sat down. You winced in pain, tightening your jaw.

"Oh shit," Jesper murmured.

"Can one of you three idiots get Nina?!" You hadn't meant to raise your voice, but you were in such pain you weren't in full control over your actions.

"Right!" Wylan left to find Nina somewhere in the tomb.

Eventually, Kaz appeared with a locked jaw and sharp eyes. If he was concerned, he didn't appear to be. He was good at concealing his emotions.

"What happened?" He questioned as he came around the table to look at you directly.

"Well, I went into town to get supplies," You replied and held your arm tightly, starting to see more and more black dots in your vision.

"I got her!" Wylan pronounced as he came back to the room with both Nina and Inej.

"Oh Saints.." Nina whispered and stared at you in the chair with the knife through your shoulder.

"Hello to you too," You gritted as Nina pulled a chair to sit before you. She got to work quickly, but kept careful with every motion she made.

"I'm still waiting for a legitimate answer," Kaz stated with an irritant tone.

"Okay," You exhaled, "I was on my way back to the gondel when someone was coming from behind me." You explained, "I shot a warning at them, but they didn't stop. At one point, they pinned me down so I think I broke their nose and then I made a run for it to get to the boat and as I was making my miserable getaway, they threw the knife at me."

Nina successfully removed the knife and wasted no time in covering it. You hissed when she cleaned the wound with aged whiskey. You sighed after the wound was clothed in the protectant guaze.

"Thanks, Nina," You whispered.

"You lost a lot of blood, you should rest," She pulled her lips into a tight, thin smile.

"From now on, we get supplies in pairs," Kaz announced to no one in particular. "I don't want anything like this to happen again." And then, he was gone.

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Inside a small room, you attempted to fill a copper tub with boiled water to wash away the dirt and blood that coated your body. Your cloak had nearly been ruined, but Inej reassured you that she would try and patch it up. As you used your uninjured arm to pour the water into the tub, you hissed feeling the strain against your right shoulder.

"Need help?" Kaz entered the room, leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed over his chest. His cane was nowhere in sight.

"Uhm, yeah," You whispered. You almost didn't hear yourself speak.

Kaz pushed himself off the wall and helped you pour the water into the copper tub. It took a bit more time to fill the tub than you would've liked. You stared at Kaz's profile as he continued pouring in the water.

"Enjoying the view?" Kaz questioned without breaking into a smile. You didn't respond, instead you merely continued gazing. "I charge twenty kruge for a show, but I can give you a minor discount," He finally met your gaze and swallowed thickly.

"Kaz Brekker making flirtatious jokes? Somebody must write this down," Your lips formed a small grin.

Kaz's lips curved upward into a slight smile. With the others, he was always stoic but around you there were moments when Kaz could relax. His shoulders eased just a bit and his furrowed brows released the tension.

"Are you well?" You asked in the comfortable stillness.

"You just got knifed in the shoulder and you're asking me if I'm well?" Kaz questioned, staring at you intently.

"I believe that was my question, yes," You nodded.

Kaz broke the eye contact and went to pour more water into the tub when it was finished boiling. He didn't entertain your question with a response, instead he continued filling the tub.

"I'm still waiting for a legitimate answer," You stood slightly up on your tiptoes to whisper into his ear the same thing he said to you not too long ago.

"I'm well," He replied with amusement in his gaze as he looked at you.

"Good," You whispered and stepped back away from him for a moment. The tub was nearly full so you started to unbutton your pants. Kaz wasn't looking, but you got the sense that he could see everything from where he stood. He had his jaw clenched, almost as if he were fighting his inner thoughts.

"Can I help?" He didn't look at you when he asked. He could see you struggling due to your injured arm.

Your breath caught in your throat as you blinked and looked up to him. "Sure," You nodded and then added, "Please."

Kaz placed the pot of water back down and walked towards you. You gazed at him as your palms began to produce a thin layer of sweat. He removed his gloves and placed them on the small table beside you. You looked up to his face, but his gaze was locked downward, as his hands moved to the button of your pants. He unclasped it effortlessly and, only then, did he raise his eyes to look into yours.

There was silence for a long while. At least, it felt like a long while.

"Thank you," You whispered.

Kaz didn't respond to your gratitude and inside nodded once with a mere dip of his chin. You weren't sure if it was because of how close the two of you stood, but you could almost hear the rapid thumping of his heart.. or maybe it was your heart.

He stepped back one step and swallowed, "Is that enough water?"

You turned your eyes to the copper tub and nodded mindlessly, completely forgetting about the bath you planned to take.

"Yes," You nodded.

"Okay," Kaz bowed his head once. "Then, I'll be on my way. You'll rest afterwards?"

You nodded softly, not trusting your own voice.

"Good," He turned and headed for the doorway, but you reached out to grasp his wrist. Kaz met your eyes again with a question in them that needed no words.

"Stay," You exhaled. "Stay with me, please." You weren't sure if your voice was shaking or if your body was shaking, but frankly you didn't seem to care in the moment. "I don't want to be alone," You stated once you trusted your voice again.

Kaz looked as though he might've been contemplating and, eventually, he slowly nodded. You sighed contently and began to remove your clothing. It didn't seem to phase either of you, but something in the room was different. You looked up to Kaz when you couldn't quite shimmy out of your top.

He stepped forward and assisted you in removing the top. You swallowed the lump in your throat and looked at Kaz. His gaze was hard, yet soft. He looked as though he could devour you in that very moment, but something had a strong grip on him. His pride, perhaps, you thought.

Kaz helped you out of the rest of you garments and assisted you into the bubbly and soapy tub. The water was warm against your greasy and dirt-covered skin. Kaz pulled a chair out to sit beside the tub, letting his bad leg stretch out. It must've felt relieving to be able to take the weight off it for a while, since he hadn't come in with his cane.

"Thank you," You whispered and leaned your head back against the tub.

He nodded again, gazing at you with both admiration and hunger. You couldn't quite differentiate the two; not that they were all that much different anyway.

You made sure not to get your wrapped arm wet as you reached for a bar of soap to clean your hair with.

"Allow me," Kaz spoke softly as he reached for the soap. You nodded with a small smile and turned so that he could easily wash your hair. His hands were perfectly pale and they felt nice as he massaged your scalp and scrubbed the soap in between the strands.

"Perhaps, if the thug life doesn't suit you forever, you might think of becoming a barber," You smiled as you head was leaned back against the tub.

"I will take it into consideration," Kaz grinned, you could hear it in his voice as your eyes were closed.

Silence stirred in the room. The only sound came from Kaz rinsing your hair after washing it. You sat there for a while, until the water ran cold.

"I'm sorry about what happened," Kaz whispered. "I should've been there."

"What?" You turned to face him, your chest covered by all the bubbles. Kaz looked at you with a nervous and uneasy gaze. "Kaz, there isn't anything you or anyone else could've done."

"I could've helped you," He replied, almost sadly.

"I'm alive, aren't I?" You asked and reached your good arm over to gently grasp his ungloved hand. They were warm and soft. You stared at your hands for a moment and breathed deeply. Kaz must've been feeling the same way because his chest rose and fell rapidly.

"I don't want anything like this to happen again," He repeated his words from earlier, but this time it was in a whisper. Kaz leaned closer to you as you stared at him with a beautiful gaze.

You gently squeezed his hand as his lips found yours. It was a kiss filled with longing and passion, but it was soft. He tasted of smoke and pinewood. You leaned your head back gently a little bit as his other hand cupped your face.

Slowly, you pulled back and felt your cheeks warm with heat. Kaz stared at you lovingly.

"So," You whispered, "are you gonna come join me?" Your eyes were filled with mischief as you gently grazed your fingers across the surface of the water.

Kaz smiled, coyly, in response and shrugged off his coat.

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a/n: SO i just started reading six of crows, i'm half way through crooked kingdom and i'm in LOVE dude. i need to watch the show when i finish with the book. i hope you guys like this and that was okayish?? i'm kinda proud of it! if you want more six of crows stuff, PLEASE let me know!! ily guys so much!! mwah! <3 — angelina.

[isthataraccoon]

six of crows except the crow club is an escape room they all run and the emerald palace is the store across the street they’re always competing with—promos at the same time, jesper regularly dressing in a large crow costume outside pekka’s store and shouting at his customers to come see if they can escape the superior rooms

brum’s sportsware is a store down the street that has a cult-like following; matthias is an ex employee that was fired for undisclosed reasons (but he suspects it was because he was found consorting with the enemy)

[thesuntomyshadows]

Y/N: What if I pour coffee in my cereal instead of milk?

Matthias: *Taking the coffee pot as he walks by* What if you don’t.

[kanejbr3kker]

okay we all talk about kaz pulling out oomen's eyeball but what about nina shoving a gun through the khergud's eye and pulling the trigger once it was lodged all the way inside his head?

[parkersbliss]

if the crows had instagram

pairing; kaz brekker x female!reader, crows x platonic!reader warnings: cursing, I think that’s it? slight ooc bc they don't actually have social media lmaoooo a/n: I love the usernames guys it's my favorite part Masterlist | Taglist | Prompt List

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(Y/U/N) we take our job running the streets of ketterdam very seriously 😉

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kbrekker please do consider this a formal threat to any of our rivals out there.

inejsknife we WILL take you out

→ gamblingaddict2 on a date?

→ wylanvanew to ur grace 🪦

→ (Y/UN) grave?

→ wylanvanew bro I’m dyslexic stfu

xoxonina guys i look soooo sexy after killing somone

→ matthias.helvar 🤦‍♂️

→ xoxonina 😻😻 I don’t hear an argument

→ (Y/U/N) u do look so sexy babe

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(Y/U/N) girls go to college to get more knowledge, boys go to Jupiter and get stupider 😘

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wylanvanew @/gamblingaddict2 she’s talking bout u

→ gamblingaddict2 I didn’t get stupider

→ kbrekker Yeah, you got a gambling addition and that’s so much better. 🙄

→ kuweimayo OOOOH HE CLOCKED YOUUU 🫵🏼🫵🏼

→ xoxonina ain’t no way we get a kuwei comment before gta6

→ matthias.helvar You don’t even play gta?

→ xoxonina no one does ITS NOT OUT

→ (Y/U/N) we can just play gta with the carriages wdym

→ inejsknife y'all talking about gta when we should be playing assassins creed

→ xoxonina you play that everyday in real life inej 🤨

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(Y/U/N) late happy birthday post to the guy who has the whole city at his feet. may you grow wiser and we get richer 🩷

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kbrekker Where did you get this photo.

→ (Y/U/N) 🤭 my collection

gamblingaddict2 HE SMILES???

xoxonina guys this doesn’t feel real

→ kbrekker It’s not.

→ (Y/U/N) it is

inejsknife kaz smiling before gta6?

wylanvanew nah this is fake af

→ (Y/U/N) as fake as ur dyslexia

→ wylanvanew omfg

matthias.helvar he doesn’t look so demon like here 🤔

→ kbrekker I AM a demon. 🙂

actuallynickfr yooo happy birthday my guy!! 🥳

→ kbrekker Thanks.

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(Y/U/N) the beauty of Ravka awaits...

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inejsknife she’s so peaceful when she’s not threatening someone

→ (Y/U/N) stoppppp 🥰🥰🥰

→ matthias.helvar I don’t think it’s a compliment.

→ inejsknife no it is

xoxonina BABES COME BACKKK we miss you!!!

gamblingaddict2 no seriously @/(Y/U/N) Kaz is like SO mean now

→ kbrekker You’re all just stupider now.

→ gamblingaddict2 SEE

wylanvanew bring back gifts. expensive gifts. 😊

→ (Y/U/N) with what money?

→ kbrekker The money I pay you?

zo.nav CANT WAIT TO SEE U

→ (Y/U/N) I have so much tea for you

actuallynickfr we are so excited to host you!

gamblingaddict2 guys pls let her come back tho like kaz is gonna kill me

→ inejsknife ^ last night he threw a painting at us 😔

→ matthias.helvar he is angry without his misses

→ xoxonina he ate my waffle 😭

→ kbrekker will you all shut up

🏷️ taglist: @navs-bhat, @alexxavicry @thelaststraw3, @smol-book-nerd @pinksstrawberry @cwritesforfun @metzz @renaissancewhxre @guacam011y, @d-a-r-k-s-w-a-n @black-rose-29

[yourcrumblingsaikiisnotmyproblem]

Something about the fact that even Kaz didn't think Jan van eck would be so shit as to not care about his own son makes it a lot more sad.

[raz-writes-the-thing]

Passing The Baton (Six of Crows One-Shot)

Kaz Brekker x Fem!Reader / requests are open and encouraged

Summary: To your knowledge, your crush on Kaz is unrequited. Apparently this is not the case.

CW: Kaz is dumb but we love him

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Kaz ‘Dirtyhands’ Brekker. Bastard of The Barrel. Also- your unrequited love. Kaz had caught your eye just as he had caught everyone else’s. Everyone knew not to mess with the Dregs, and that was thanks to Kaz. Before he’d risen through the ranks of the club, the Dregs had been no one. Quite literally the dregs of society- and while, yes, that was where the name came from, it was quite the rise to fame as the Dregs started getting more and more popular, and more and more dangerous.

Even the Crow Club was starting to become a real pain in the other clubs’ asses. 

But Kaz? He’d fascinated you well before any of this. You’d been working at the Crow Club as a serving girl since before Kaz arrived. Not long, mind, but long enough before that you got to experience both sides of the Dregs’ fortune. 

Kaz hadn’t seemed to take much notice of you at first- and why would he? Weren’t you just another serving girl being groped by the drunk patrons? Anything to make a few Kruge. But he did take notice when you threatened to cut the balls off a patron when said patron got a little too handsy one day.

He’d taken you back into his office and thwacked his cane on the table hard enough to scratch the varnish and told you rather harshly to never do that again. To come to him next time there was an issue like that and he’d deal with it… discretely. 

What that had meant was clear only to Kaz, and that was fine by you. But that was when your little crush had really taken off. What could you say? You liked a bad boy. Someone who could handle his own and Kaz could definitely handle his own. Cane or no. 

Despite telling you off, Kaz had clearly taken note that you weren’t afraid to get your hands a little dirty either, something he had an appreciation and mutual respect for. And so you went from lowly serving girl to, well, still a serving girl, but a serving girl who also took jobs for Dirtyhands and worked with him to secure patronage for the club, and Kruge for his and your own pockets. And for Per Haskell’s pockets as well, you supposed. Lazy bastard. 

But you longed for more.

 

You longed for Kaz’s touch, for his lips on your skin. You longed for his affections as much as you longed for his approval. It was a dangerous combination.

As far as you could tell, he did not feel the same way. But then again, would you have ever known otherwise? Kaz kept his cards close to his chest- as he should. 

Today seemed different though. You’d barely made it back from a job and Kaz seemed… angry, to put it lightly. You had no idea why, though, considering you got what he wanted, and made it out alive, too. Win-win. 

Inej may have had to save you, but that was beside the point. 

“You need to be careful,” he said, mouth pursed angrily. “You can’t be making reckless choices and silly mistakes. This is The Barrel. I can’t afford mistakes.” 

You met his harsh gaze head-on and shoved the ledger he’d asked for into his chest with vigour. Kaz didn’t even break the gaze between you, just reached with one gloved hand to take the ledger off you. 

“I got what you wanted, didn’t I?” 

A muscle in Kaz’s jaw twinged. 

“That is not the point.” 

You let out an exasperated scoff, removing your hand from his chest with another soft shove. Surprisingly, Kaz lets the action move him. 

“Then what is the point?” You ask, frustration evident in your features. 

“The point is- oh, for Saints’ sake,” he sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. “We could have lost you. I could have lost you.” 

Your eyebrows practically disappeared into your hairline. 

“You could have lost me…” you trail off, echoing his words, feeling them out for hidden meanings. 

“You’re a good investment. I don’t like to lose investments.” 

Oh. Okay. An investment. You should have known that that was all you were to him. That’s all you were ever going to be to Kaz no matter how much you wished differently. Ridiculous. 

“Of course,” you reply, turning to walk away. “Your investment needs a dri-hey!” 

Kaz’s gloved hand snatches at your forearm and yanks you back towards him. You re-balance yourself and glare at him, looking between the tight grip he has on your arm and his heated glare. 

“Stop,” he says before forcing his features to soften. “I’m not one for feelings.” He practically shudders through the word. “You’re more than that. An investment, I mean.” 

You stay quiet, not giving him anything to work with here, but you’re surprised he can’t hear the uptick in your heartbeat. 

“Look,” his grip loosens. “I don’t want to lose you. Purely selfish reasons. Not because you’re an investment, but-” Kaz clears his throat and avoids eye contact. “I care for your wellbeing.” 

It’s not an outright declaration of love, but it’s about as close to it as someone like Kaz would give. He’d bared his soul to you here. All the fractured, broken pieces of it. He’d bared his heart for you to treasure or smash into bitty little pieces. 

You sucked in a breath. 

“Are you saying you have feelings for me?” 

Kaz grunts and lets go of your arm. You brush your fingers over where he’d just touched you. 

“I suppose so, yes,” he said, eyes flitting to the door like he was thinking about making a run for it. 

“Don’t suppose it would interest you to know I felt the same way, would it?” 

And there it was. Passing the baton back to Kaz. Passing your heart in return for his. Now it was he who held the power to treasure or smash you into pieces. 

Kaz finally met your gaze, and his lips ticked up into a small smirk.

“Oh, I knew that.”

[justanoasisimagines]

Not when I'm around

Summary; Matthias is smitten with you. However, your oblivious. It's funny how things work out sometimes... Pairing; Matthias Helvar x Female Reader WordCount; 530 Credit goes to @cafekitsune for the banner and the divider A/N - Requests are open! Feel free to drop an ask.

Matthias observed you as you interacted with customers. The way you seemed friendly and familiar to the frequent punters. The way you had them eating out of the palm of your hands. It was no wonder why Kaz had hired you. "Don't you have anything else better to do with your time?" Matthias smirked. He'd been busted, but who could blame him? Not when you were the most beautiful woman in the world. "No, why, have any better ideas?" You wiped a glass clean. Matthias enjoyed the mischievous grin slowly appearing on your face. "There are always ways to spend your time, but right now, I have to work. Gotta earn my keep somehow" With that you returned to attending to customers, with a spark and a spring in your step. Matthias sat back and watched in awe. The Crow Club was packed, as usual, all of the crows were dotted around the room. Kaz rested on the balcony, overseeing things. Matthias hadn't moved from his place at the bar, surveying the room, all the while keeping an eye on you. He knew you could handle yourself, but that didn't mean he wanted you to. Not while he was around. "When are you going to tell her?" Jesper questioned as he slapped him on the shoulder. Matthias turned to glance at him before his eyes instinctively found their way back to you. "I've been trying to. I thought I was being clear but perhaps not." Matthias took a sip of his drink. It was difficult to hear amongst the constant chatter, yet Matthias still found himself being able to spot your voice out. Matthias had never heard a more angelic sound. "Then you are not being clear enough. You need to keep trying because a little birdie tells me she is crazy about you" Matthias didn't want to believe Jesper's words, he didn't want to get his hopes up. Could you reciprocate his feelings? Only in his wildest fantasy perhaps. Suddenly Matthias watched a local drunk grab you. Within a second, he'd jumped from his chair towards you. No one would disrespect you, not as long as Matthias had breath in his body. Taking hold of the man's arms, he dragged the man away from you. Fire coursing through his veins. "You do not touch her." Matthias placed himself between yourself and the man. "What is your girl or somethin' I don't think so." Matthias grabbed the man by his shirt pulling him off his feet. "Don't let me see you in here again!" The main scrambled, tripping and stumbling. "I could have handled him you know" Matthias smirked as he glanced over his shoulder. This was the moment. Two slow steps Matthias took towards you before cupping your face within his hands. "I know, but you don't have to, not while I'm around." You leaned up and pressed a kiss on his stubble-covered cheek. Not missing the pink hue that rapidly dusted it. "Come, keep me company" With your hands entwined, the Crow Club returned to usual. However, high on the balcony Inez passed Jesper some coins. If only you two could have held out just a little longer.

[swanimagines]

Shadow and Bone/Six of Crows: Imagine petting baby wolves with Matthias Helvar.

requested by anon

Note: nowadays all requests are done straight to asks, this is my old template of posting and I no longer have their asks!

A/N: I hope this is fluffy enough for Valentine's 💕

WITH HIM

When Matthias first took you to Fjerda, you hadn’t expected an early morning trip to a snowy forest, wading through snow, your calves screaming for help after just a little while. You hadn’t gotten used to such long walks in snow that high, but Matthias insisted he wanted to show you something.

And eventually, you arrived at a clearing, and Matthias began to whistle. You raised an eyebrow and were about to ask what he was doing, but he held up a hand, as if sensing you were about to speak. So you stood in silence for a minute or two, before you heard quiet yipping from somewhere, along with snow cracking under someone’s, or something’s, weight.

Soon, five wolf puppies came to view, stopping to stare at you and Matthias, their tails wagging slightly, curved downwards – they were unsure whether to come closer, you remembered Matthias teaching you. Their tail tells a lot about how they feel, similar to dogs, but wolves are more graceful about it.

You saw two larger figures emerging from the forest and your breath hitched at the sight. You had never seen a wolf up close, you hadn’t expected them to be so… massive. Matthias turned to look at you, a small smile on his face.

“They sense I’m with Djel. They won’t attack.”

You weren’t exactly sure what he meant by that, but it was true that the wolves didn’t seem aggressive. During your education at Ketterdam university, you had learned that wolf parents are extremely protective with their puppies and sometimes will attack on sight if they see any humans near the puppies. So this kind of behavior from them was a surprise.

Matthias crouched down slightly, extending his palm, and the other one of the adult wolves started approaching him slowly. Your eyes were glued to it, partly preparing to run, and Matthias spoke again, “Relax yourself. They mean no harm, but they may get anxious if they sense you’re scared of them.”

You frowned and mumbled, ��So... do you mean uh, will they attack if I can’t relax?”

He shook his head. “No, but they may be reluctant to approach you.”

You stared at the approaching adult wolf for a moment longer, and then made yourself crouch. It had been clear for a long time to you that Matthias held a deep understanding of wolves and shared a bond with them, almost impossibly close one – if Djel actually existed, it would explain a lot of this situation.

You remembered the time when you first met Matthias. A grumpy drüskelle who had been caught among a few others when they had tried to smuggle some Grisha to Fjerda, and taken to Hellgate to wait for trial. He was then dragged along to the Ice Court heist after Kaz heard a tip about him, but he had learned a lot about the leaders and the true ideology about what drüskelles really stood for, so eventually he ended up befriending your little group and agreed to become the seventh Crow. And a year from that, a lot had changed, one of the things being that you had begun a relationship with the once grumpy, Grisha-hating drüskelle who had completely transformed since meeting him.

The wolf had reached Matthias now, pushing its nose against his hand almost immediately before it allowed him to scratch it. It then looked back at the puppies.

“She agrees to let her puppies come to us,” Matthias said with a smile, and you blinked.

“Wait, it… I mean she’s… you’re saying she allows them to come close to us? What about me not being with Djel?”

The wolf sat beside Matthias, still being scratched by him. “You’re with me. They know Djel trusts me, so they trust you. Just remember to relax.”

You watched as the puppies slowly made their way to you, three going to Matthias and two looking between you two, before the other one seemingly decided to go to you instead.

Matthias looked over, busy with the three puppies all demanding scratches from him. “Hold out your palm. Extend it slowly, let him sniff it. When he pushes his nose against your hand, you’re allowed to scratch.”

You did as he said, carefully extending your hand before stopping and staying still. You expected to shake, but somehow you felt… calm. Something calming just crackled in the air as you waited for the wolf to make contact with your hand.

And finally, he did. Sniffing carefully at first, but then pushing his head against your hand, letting you scratch him before trotting over, sitting in front of you for more scratches. His sibling soon joined him, and in no time you were sitting there with all five puppies fighting for your attention, making you laugh. Matthias observed the sight with the parents of the puppies, a grin on his face. You had just slid right in with them trusting you, knowing you were a safe person to be around.

They jumped, yipping, trying to lick your face and you had a hard time to not let them - wolf drool on your face in the biting cold weather wouldn’t be ideal, you reckoned. And after a while, the wolf parents started to retreat back into the forest and the puppies followed one by one, the last one very reluctantly but still eventually trotting away after one last scratch.

You sat in silence for a moment, watching the wolves retreat to the forest, before Matthias stood up and helped you up as well. “I came here a lot as a boy. The puppies were likely born at the start of this winter.”

You turned to look at him. “How did you get the parents to trust you so easily? The mother didn’t even hesitate to come over and greet you.”

“She was one of the puppies I met the first time I came here. We have a bond, so she let me meet her puppies now, because she knows I will form a bond with them too,” he told you and added with a smile, “and you may form a bond with them too. When we come here years from now, they may bring their own puppies to meet you instead of me.”

The thought of it made you smile, imagining a moment how you would have a dozen puppies all over you. A cold wind brushed through the forest, and Matthias glanced around. “Come. The night will fall soon, and we’d better be inside before that happens.”

You nodded, following him through the snow. Fortunately now you had footsteps to follow, which didn’t make your calves scream as much as they did when you were coming here. You kind of wanted to stay, but the thought of a fireplace was tempting and you knew you’d need it soon, so you picked up your pace a little to match Matthias’s.

The little things Matthias did to connect you with nature every once in a while were always magical, and left you with a smile for the rest of the day. And this time was no exception.

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[stromuprisahat]

“You’re in shock, demjin,” Matthias said. “You almost drowned. You should have drowned.” Kaz coughed again, and his entire body shuddered. “Drowned,” he repeated. Nina nodded slowly. “Ice Court, remember? Impossible heist? Near death? Three million kruge waiting for you in Ketterdam?” Kaz blinked and his eyes cleared. “Four million.”

Six of Crows- Chapter 40 (Leigh Bardugo)

[siriuslyobsessedwithfiction]

My favorite quotes from Kaz Brekker in my fic, which I will most likely never publish because I'm too embarrassed. I just wanted to share these beause Kaz's personality is difficult to capture in a fic without making him ooc, so I'm sort of proud that these seem like exact things Kaz would say or do:

"The desperate men are the worst kind of men."

"The Dregs can go screw themselves, he muttered, I'll tell them if and when I feel like it."

"One thing I've learned in this life, he said, sighing. There was a small smile on his face, There are no such things as saints. Everyone's flawed."

"Being tense and being prepared are two different things. But you seem to be both, in all the wrong ways."

 (Sarcastically) "After this miraculous sun summoner is discovered, all your problems will surely be solved, and all of Ravka will live in harmony forever."

"If they can't pay me back, I'll take the money from their pockets myself."

"Inej is better off doing more useful tasks then trying to catch a shipment thief. If the thief even exists. His own employees might be stealing from him without him realizing."

"I got paid 240 kruge just for stumbling across those morons, and the night is still young."

"I suppose I have no argument with a midnight waffle run."

"At this point, I could just pretend to be another candidate for the Ravkan throne. A bastard, fathered by the King. I'd have more claim than Nikolai Lantsov."

"See, Nina, sweet? You let them kick mud on your shoes, they'll kick mud in your face next. That's why you shatter their kneecap the first time."

"Lost track of time? What's there to lose track of, Jes? Time only heads one way."

"The steadfast members of the Council of Tides who won't cooperate will be steadfastly replaced."

"The Kerch choose the God of trade and act surprised when he doesn't grant mercy. Benevolence has no place in commerce. Ghezen only hears your prayers when you promise profit."

"You can tell her you got jumped at the docks by a knife-wielding seagull for all I care."

[thesuntomyshadows]

Y/N: Sure is dark in here.

Kaz:

Y/N: I’m not scared or anything. I mean, who’s scared of the dark these days? Not me, no sir...

Kaz:

Matthias: Do you want me to hold your han-

Y/N: Yes, please.