#kanej drabble

[ruins-and-rewritez]

DAY 8: KNIFE WIFE: Kanej

Sometimes it's hard to know whether the skills that you've adapted to survive are something to be proud of or not. If they've allowed you to keep going shouldn't they be seen as a badge of honor rather than a mark of shame.

Inej often walks that delicate balance between the two never able to decide which side to fall to if she'd ever lost her footing. The choice will be made later, after she's had enough time to make a proper decision, but for now she lets her newfound skills shine.

Her family can't seem to believe that these abilities she's gained with a knife are real and not some sort of trick. As performers they all know quite well that seeing and believing are two very different things.

Inej hits the target, marked on the trunk of a tree, again and again. One blade after another, slice into the bullseye, until the bark in the center has all been chipped away, and her collection falls to the ground with a clang.

Her parents, cousins, the whole family, take a collective pause before bursting into applause. Her uncle (a former knife thrower) gives her a pat on the back for her dexterity. Her cousin Miri asks with bright eyes if she can teach her how to do that (at 8 years old Inej is inclined to say no).

Everyone appears to take this new talent of hers in stride not questioning the reasons behind it or where it was learned and refined. The adults not wanting to turn the conversation to something unpleasant and untouchable, and the children only knowing the Inej was 'away' and not the circumstances that led to her being gone for so long.

Inej knows that the story is probably something they'd want to know, they don't refrain from letting her talk about her trauma but they don't ask either (save simple 'how are you' interactions). Inej can't blame them, she doesn't, they're there when she needs them but they still don't try to force it, it's something she has grown to appreciate, especially on the rarer growing bad days.

They might not ask for the story, but she can't help but watch it replay in her mind with every throw.

Kaz's dark attic room, an over cast sky, training dummies on the far end, bright splotches of red where their hearts would be.

"If you're going to make yourself useful to me, you need to be able to protect yourself when the time comes."

When he first pressed the handle into her palm she flinched, steeled herself, and tried to focus.

"Think as though its and extension of yourself."

Inej grips it better, making it comfortable in her hold, he doesn't correct her, so it must be sufficent.

"Put the weight behind it when you release."

He circles behind her to correct her stance, fear rises in her throat, being unable to see him, but she's the one holding the knife, and that helps.

"Bend your wrist. Like this."

He stands besides her, curling his own small blade toward his arm. She doesn't know whether him not touching her is for Inej or himself, but a small part of her is grateful.

"Dominant leg first."

She follows.

"Sight the target. Breath in. Pull back. Throw. Out."

She watches his every move filing it away, catalouging it, memorizing. It hits the target, a little right of the center.

"Now you."

His instructions are meager, straight to the point, and somehow, all she needs. She visualizes and follows through. She hits the target almost dead on.

Kaz seems relieved at this, or maybe angry, she can't read his expressions, not yet anyway. But the practice continues, and for the most of it she is near perfect. A natural.

He eyes her as their session ends, calculating something in those cold eyes of his.

"No doubt you'll be deadly with a knife. Wraith."

And no doubt, she is.

[dreamtigress]

Huh. I'm game.

HEY i see a lot of artists doing this but as a writer how about you send me a number 1-100 and i will try to write a short drabble based off whatever song that corresponds to in my spotify wrapped

fine print is fine print. fine print is i reserve the right to not answer if i dont want to. however i will try. we will see!

[cameliawrites]

Kanej Fic Recs: The "Figuring Out Intimacy" Trope

If you're anything like me, you're a glutton for very specific fic tropes applied to your very favorite OTPs (and we all know my OTP of OTPs is kanej). To this end, ao3 tags are your best friend. When you see that delicious combination of tags like "emotional hurt/comfort" and "healing" and "pining" with some sort of moody, vaguely poetic title, that's the good shit right there. That is a MEAL, and you are about to feast.

Anyways. I'm getting off track.

I come to you today with more than just an offering to the potluck; I am here to open up the doors to the whole damn buffet. That's right - FIC RECS. Specifically, fic recs that scratch the particular itch for "post-canon fics where Kaz and Inej figure out how to touch each other, but really the Physical Armor is always symbolic of the Emotional Armor that they have to learn to lower if they hope to ever really Be Together." Do you know what I'm talking about? If you know, you know. It's kanej figuring out intimacy. It's touch, but it's about the way they touch each other's souls. It's a fandom-classic fic trope. FEAST AWAY. (And feel free to reblog and add any of your own favorites! This is certainly not an exhaustive list, just some favorites of mine that fit the bill.)

They're all complete, they're all canon compliant (I had to set some limitations because my list was getting out of hand lol), and they're listed in order of rating (T, M, etc.), but otherwise they're in no particular order, and the summaries and/or most of the excerpts are those provided by the authors on ao3!

Can We Stop? by thegoldenkneazle (Rated G, 220 words, drabble)

Excerpt:

Kaz immediately drew back, rolling over onto his side of the creaky bed to create space between them. “Are you okay?” he asked, dark eyebrows drawing together.

Every Time We Touch by Pokemon67 (Rated G, 1k words, oneshot)

Summary: "Inej hadn't been exaggerating. It wasn’t easy for her either."

Excerpt:

She couldn’t quite recall how they’d ended up here, in Kaz’s room, on his bed. She was perched on his legs, right in front of him, and if she raised her head she could look into his eyes count the little flecks of gold the light always teased to her were there. 

Uncharted Waters by insignificant457 (Rated T, 5k words, oneshot)

Summary: "One step on the long and winding road to intimacy."

Excerpt:

Perhaps Inej should be insulted that she’s been penciled into Kaz’s schedule, fit snugly in between a Crow Club shareholders’ meeting and a parley with the Liddies, but when it comes to taking steps forward in their relationship, romantic spontaneity is not exactly something they can afford.

Council of the Tides by blacktag189 (Rated T, 15k words, multichap)

Excerpt:

With each tiny step forward they made, the urgency to be pulled out to sea still built. She couldn't ignore the brutal truth in that - that no matter how much he gave her here...one day everything would align just right and she would leave. But today wasn't that day.

Discover the Rest by Silver_89 (Rated T, 4k words, oneshot) (note: restricted to ao3 account holders)

Summary: "Post Crooked Kingdom fic where Kaz and Inej have made some progress with touch but touch is not the only progress Inej wants to see from him. She wants to know him too."

Excerpt:

Inej didn’t share much about her time at the Menagerie...And yet she had shared that she struggled with touch too. He understood why. But she didn’t know why he was the same. I will have you without armor, Kaz Brekker. Or I will not have you at all. It was time he tried taking it off.

All Flowers in Time (Bend Towards the Sun) by laurie_ipsum (Rated M, 10k words, multichap)

Summary: "Does this fandom need yet another Kaz and Inej figure out intimacy fic? Probably not, but I did it anyway."

Excerpt:

Kaz wants all his firsts. It’s written in his eyes, on his face, in every line of his body. She can tell it terrifies him. It terrifies her, too.

One Thousand and One Nights by Trogdor19 (Rated M, 11k words, multichap)

Summary: "One new touch, every night…"

Excerpt:

He dips his head, his cheekbone brushing against hers so quietly it’s like the way she moves. So silkily between shadows no one’s ever quite sure it happened. 'Wait for me,' he breathes. The letters barely given enough air to shape them.

The Trouble With Wanting by A_nonnie_mouse (Rated M, 6k words, oneshot, part of a series)

Summary: "Inej begins to reckon with her own armor so she can have what, and who, she wants."

Excerpt:

“Kaz.” She was frustrated at his self-deprecation. “Please understand. My mind wants you. My heart longs for you. My body…” She struggled for words, the shame rising again, threatening her eyes with tears. “My body isn’t entirely convinced something horrible isn’t going to happen again. This wasn’t because of you. You understand that, don’t you?” 

show me where my armor ends (show me where my skin begins) by kingsandqueensofthebarrel (Rated M, 25k words, oneshot)

Excerpt:

“You’re something I want, Wraith,” he says, his tone all business like. “And I don’t stop until I have what I want.” “That could have sounded romantic.” “It’s a fact.” She hums and squeezes his hand.

collision course by cameliawrites (Rated M, 10k words, oneshot) (shameless self-promotion)

Excerpt:

Inej adjusts to Kaz the way that winter adjusts to spring: she thaws, and thaws, and thaws—and then she utterly melts.

you're a bandit like me, eyes full of stars by sarathedreamer (Rated M, 54k words, multichap, part of a series)

Summary: "Kaz and Inej learning to be with one another after Crooked Kingdom (events in Rule of Wolves might be mentioned in later chapters but you'll be warned!) Basically a slow burn filled with angst and fluff, and little plot :)"

Excerpt:

She blushed and felt a smile tug at her lips, so she looked down at his hand, held up in front of her like an invitation. His fingers were barely shaking. Inej looked back up at his eyes, asking a silent question once more, and Kaz nodded after a short hesitation. She gently cupped his hand in hers, fascinated by the softness of it, by the way two of hers were not quite enough to hold one of his. No one but she could know how graceful Dirtyhands’ weapons were under his gloves, and that was another one of his secrets she would gladly keep close to her chest.

Things We Can Never Do by rainstormdragon (Rated E, 3k words, oneshot, part of a series)

Excerpt:

They had done this before more than once. First words, then their hands on their own bodies. Gasped encouragement and shared fantasies. “Tell me what you’d want to do,” he urged her, not moving even a hair’s breadth toward her, giving her the safety of the space between them. “Tell me what you’d want me to do.”

Closer by lilieswho (Rated E, 7k words, oneshot)

Excerpt:

There is a deep desire crawling under Inej’s skin. It’s a feeling she’s begun to grow used to by now — the feeling of wanting someone, wishing for their touch and hoping they wish for hers back. Not someone’s, no. Kaz’s.

If you've made it all the way to the end of this rec list (hi!! thanks!), you should absolutely reply to or reblog this post with your favorite "kanej figure out intimacy" fic, whether it's on this list or something else! :) Support your local organic pasture-raised fic authors, etc. etc.

[theoppositequeens]

SIX OF CROWS MASTERLIST

GENERAL/MULTIPLE SHIPS

never give up you - A small winter heist fic. Kanej, Wesper. Written for Vio in the Bastards of the Barrel Winter Fic Exchange 2022. Rated T.

HELNIK (Matthias Helvar/Nina Zenik)

birds of passage you and me - In which Nina and Matthias warm each other up a bit more thoroughly as they travel together after the shipwreck, with (un)expected consequences, which challenges their world-views and moulds their relationship through the events of the books. Pregnancy, childfic. Rated M.

somebody to die for - My attempt at a short character study of Matthias. Bastards of the Barrel (BotB) Winter Exchange 2024 - a gift for Bee. Rated T.

war is over (if you want it) - Modern University AU, Enemies to lovers. Written for the BotB Winter Exchange 2023 for Kay. Rated T.

I will never be forgotten (with you by my side) -  Ghost!Matthias visits Nina. Sad and bittersweet. Written for the BotB Halloween Spooky Time Prompt Swap. Prompt by thegoldenkneazle: "You're supposed to be dead." Rated T.

like a work of art (we’ll tell our stories on these walls) - Drabble for the BotB Valentine's Prompt Swap, prompt by Amy: Soft domestic fluff either the morning after they move in together or the morning after a proposal. Rated G.

all the small details - University/library AU where person A slowly picks up on Person B's habits (and questionable sleep schedule). For the BotB Valentine's Prompt Swap, prompt by Cat. And there’s art for it here by the supertalented @im-doing-hot-girl-shit <3 Rated T.   

you move me like the moon that pulls the tide - Modern AU, Grisha exist. Nina, a Heartrender, flees Russia’s ever tightening restrictions for exchange studies in Finland, where she meets Matthias, a student whose father happens to work for the Finnish Security Services. As Christmas draws closer, so do they. Written for the BotB Winter Festival Fic Exchange 2021 for Tepesh. Rated M.

here she comes with a master plan - A smutty oneshot of Nina and Matthias undercover. Rated M.

with you between my arms - A fluffy midsummer piece, HEA for Helnik.

we could wear the same crown-universe

wanna be king in your story - Part 1 of the Helnik Royalty AU, arranged marriage. Prince Matthias meets Princess Nina for the first time, and is pleasantly surprised.

want your heart to be for me - Part 2 of the Helnik Royalty AU. Date-night: Matthias tries to woo Nina. Rated T.

it’s a love story (baby just say yes) - Part 3 of the Helnik Royalty AU, where Nina and Matthias sit for a portrait and entertain each other. Rated T.

there’s glitter on the floor (after the party) - Part 4 of the Helnik Royalty AU. Nina and Matthias over the holidays. Shameless fluff and family bonding. Written for the Bastards of the Barrel Winter Exchange 2023 for Kay. Rated T.

KANEJ (Kaz Brekker/Inej Ghafa)

you've always loved the strange birds - Disgruntled Kaz vs an angry ball of black fluff. Written for the BotB Spring Prompt Swap, prompt by N: Accidental Baby (Bird) Acquisition. Rated T.

we wear red (so they don’t see us bleed) - They stroll into the concert house in Belendt like they own it. Him, in a perfectly fitting dark tuxedo, looking young and handsome and clever, white gloves covering his hands. Her, in a stunning form-fitting red dress, the hem sweeping by her black heels as she balances on them perfectly, her posture to die for. Heist fic. Rated M.

i’ve been thinking ‘bout it - Kaz helps Inej get off for the first time. The gloves are on. That does not stop him. That’s it. That’s the fic. Rated M.

what would I be (utan dina andetag) - Three times that Inej bleeds (+ one when she doesn't). Rated M.

they say home is where your heart is set in stone - Outsider POV. Three of the Dregs witness unexpected moments of love and domesticity. Rated T.

comfort will rest on my shoulder - A shameless family fluff piece. BotB Spring Prompt Swap, prompt by Laurie: Tourists in town for tulip festival. Rated T.

and if the wind you need to fly will blow you home (where you belong) - A short piracy AU. Rated M.

a life left on the shore - The last thing Inej sees before she hits the water is Kaz's stricken face, his leather clad hands reaching out to catch her but only swiping fruitlessly by her sleeve, a ghost of a touch. Drabble with ambiguous ending. Rated M.

let’s give love another life - Soulmate AU. Rated T.

once upon a time, I didn’t give a damn - A Kaz-centric drabble. Rated T.

[sprnklersplashes]

writing commissions

I have gone back and forth on this for ages but I would benefit from some extra income, so I've decided to start doing commissions. unfortunately, I have a lot going on atm (two jobs plus political organising) so I am going to try to keep them less than 1000 words, maybe 2500 as an absolute max.

pricing range and other info under the cut

I'm setting the price for now at £1 per 100 words, so 500 words is £5, 1700 words is £17 etc and breaking them up into three categories:

drabbles, up to 500 words (typically a very small scene or interaction between characters)

flashfic, up to 1000 words

full fic, up to 2500 words

It would be a great help if you specified what type of fic you wanted at first so I can charge you fairly.

The fandoms I most often write for are:

heathers the musical (this includes my not beyond repair universe)

next to normal (natalie-centric)

epic the musical (athena-centric/odypen/telemachus-centric/ithaca royal family centric)

mean girls the musical (cadnis/damian+janis/janis-centric)

six of crows (kanej/wesper/helnik/any crow dynamic)

heartstopper/osemanverse

but if you know we share a fandom and you'd like to request it, feel free to ask me for it. I just wouldn't write for a show I've never watched or book I've never read.

I take payments through ko-fi, and take requests through dm or asks. I might want to have a bit more of a conversation about your prompt so you get your absolute money's worth. I also won't charge over £25 even if I go over a bit on the word count because times are hard. I do price in GBP but I will work out the conversion rate for whatever our currency is and try to come to an arrangement that works for both of us because conversion rates are a nightmare.

I will say that I will not be posting these commissions on AO3 due to their terms of service.

[putonmyfavoriteshow]

putonmyfavoriteshow's master fic writing post on-going ~ Violetta the heart of pretending (future franletta/leonetta reverse fake-dating au dramedy; my passion project) Soy Luna ...and they were roommates (post show jazmilia/delfma; self-indulgent rom-com chaos for side-characters who deserved more) BIA the celestial goat & her cosmic fish (platonic-for-now chiarleste's great astrology debate; a dynamic exploration between my favorite kind of bickering sidekicks) finished multi-chaps ~ Violetta a perfectly perfect gift (luty ft. franletta - my first official dcla multi-chap!) luty month (daily prompts from @iristhedeadflower) franletta month (daily prompts from @weirdthoughtsandideas) finished one-shots/two-shots ~ Violetta no boys, no problems (right?) (franletta s2 alternate ending to italy arc) an unexpected evening (jadangie fix-it fic - dcla gift exchange 2022 + bonus dcla pride month chap) midnights (a ludmila pov luty fic + bonus luty month chap) playing murder (and all that jazz) (violetta gang halloween fic - canon pairings) go figure (a naty pov luty fic) the mistletoe experiment (a natila story based on a dcla advent calendar prompt from @countessofravenclaw) welcome to new york (christmas version) (violetta gang xmas fic - canon pairings) it is what it is (luty - angsty ficlet) the deadfast club (violetta gang horror two-shot - luty focus ft leonetta/camcesca)

Soy Luna elevator goes up, elevator come down (simbar s3 missing scene - tumblr soy luna fic week 2021) unlock my heart (when lutteo got locked in the dressing room, except it's jazmilia aka the best non-canon ship ever made by a random wheel) there's a great big beautiful tomorrow (lutteo/gastina tomorrowland adventure - dcla gift exchange 2023) BIA losin' sleep (thiana s2 missing scene inspired by @assim-eu-sou) dream date (romantic chiarleste debut to ao3) non dcla ~ my sorta friend's sister's funeral (victorious - jori - angst/fluff one-shot) even crows have wings (six of crows - kanej - sl/roller skating au one-shot) page 55 (the villains of valley view - hartmy - missing scene drabble) if we were a horror movie (the villains of valley view - hartmy - hartmy watch jennifer's body)

other fan content: my tumblr edits tag my tumblr gifs tag

[she-who-the-river-could-not-hold]

2023 Writing Wrap-Up and Looking to 2024 Goals

I'm always so inspired by the introspective work that @kinetic-elaboration does about her work so I felt like diving into mine!

Not to sound dramatic, but it definitely took me up until the New Year for me to realize how much of a deep spiral I'd found myself in mentally in the second half of the year. It's not something I'm used to having to deal with, so I kept brushing it off as being a factor of "laziness" or just not being able to focus. So with now accepting what my starting point actually is, I'm excited for the new year to focus on improving that and working on what I'm creating!

Creating Goals:

I'd really, really like to get back into making gif sets! I'm not sure about making graphics anymore, but I really miss making gifs. So my priorities would be first finishing my season 4 gif set for Stranger Things, and then maybe doing some more fun ones or opening up for requests!

I don't have any immediate plans to make graphics again, but never say never! But I do miss moodboards as well, so maybe that's a possibility as well

Writing Goals:

The bigger one! My goal is to practice writing more drabbles and ficlets or oneshots to get my brain out of the slog of these huge WIPs I have. NOT that I'm not planning on finishing them –– in fact I'd like to really focus on getting fics completed! But I also need to, as with everything, do more warm ups and practice if I want to achieve these bigger stories. So I'm hoping to be posting more short things in the meantime, while building up my writing endurance to make more progress again on these larger stories. That'll include some new content, as well as the Six of Crows whump stories [link] and The 100 autumn-themed ones [link].

I plan to go through all of my WIPs again and reassess where they're at and what it would take to finish them. And then, does it even feel worth it? There are a couple that have been hovering over the chopping block all year so I'll see if 2024 is the year they get the official chop. It turns out on AO3 I "only" have 8 fics that are unfinished? Which I suppose compared to stories I've started, isn't terrible.

WIPs I'd like to prioritize:

dark fantasy, Bellarke AU [link]

sci-fi hanahaki disease, Bellarke AU [link]

apocalypse + mythology, Bellarke AU [link]

New WIPs I'd like to prioritize posting:

a Florida gothic inspired rock and religion themed Bellarke AU [probably a multi-chapter if I'm honest with myself]

a ghost/serial killer AU at a carnival for Nina/Matthias [oneshot]

my timeloop contribution to Troped with Eddie/Chrissy [should have been a oneshot, might be a multi-chapter]

Vibes of Plot Seedlings I'm Intrigued By:

a Bellarke, Heat AU | a Kanej, ice skating AU | a Kanej, dark Alice in Wonderland AU | rock band AU, Helnik AU

We'll see how this all goes! I'm working on letting go of expectations and unfair standards I hold to myself, so I'm attempting to truly embrace writing as a hobby and have fun with it again. So here's to actually writing this year!!

[dynamic-power]

Evie @energievie tagged me in an end of year writer interview! This is such a cool idea.

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1. How many works do you have on AO3? 

15! I plan to increase that by a lot next year!

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

Just shy of 62k.

3. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Since Prom - Steddie, E

An Offer - Kanej, T

back to the past - Steddie, T WIP

Coach H - Steddie, T

Kinktober Drabbles - various, E WIP (it's finished on tumbr. I just need to move the last few to AO3 lmao)

4. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Ngl, I struggle with this. I want to. I see and cherish every single one! But I forget to reply, or I don't know what to say, or I don't check for comments for a month and when I finally see them, I feel like it's too late. 😅

5. What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending?

That would be A Coat Or A Blanket. Angst is not my forte. I want happy endings for everyone.

6. What’s the fic you’ve written with the happiest ending?

Probably Since Prom? Or Arrivals. Just because there's an actual plot and a real ending lol.

7. Do you write crossovers?

Not yet. But maybe in the future? 🤷

8. Have you ever received hate on a fic?

Yes lol. It was on a kinktober fic. Ao3 rule number 1: don't like, don't read. Apparently they didn't get the memo. 🤣

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Most of my fics are kinktober! So kinky, gay sex. 😏 That'll change next year. I mean that I plan to write a lot of non-kinktober stuff, not that I won't be writing kikny, gay sex.

10. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I don't think so 👀

11. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Nope, but I wouldn't be opposed

12. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Nope, but I wouldn't be opposed. Seriously, if you ever want to collab, lmk! 😄

13. What’s your all-time favorite ship?

Currently, it's Gallavich. But my favorite of all time is Drarry.

14. What’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?

It's one I haven't even started posting yet. It's a Gallavich soul mate AU where the pair have special gifts centered around eye contact. Mickey can see soul mates and Ian severs soul mate connections. I'm absolutely in love with it but I'm also kinda struggling to get through it. 😭😭😭

15. What are your writing strengths?

Word limits. I love the challenge of trying to portray certain emotions or situations in a limited amount of time, and I feel like I'm really good at it. I don't have to get caught up in details, I can just make my readers feel in just a few sentences.

16. What are your writing weaknesses?

Pacing lol. I don't have patience, I always end up rushing my ending.

17. What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

2 situations. If the POV character doesn't speak the language, I try to limit it to things that can be easily assumed without need for translation. Expletives, nicknames, or recognizable phrases. Unless, of course, the POV character is meant to not understand what is being said. And 2, if the POV character speaks the language, I'll usually have them translate in their thoughts. I just want the reader to be on the same level of understanding as the POV character.

18. What was the first fandom you wrote for?

Harry Potter. That was way back in the day. I posted my first fic in 2010. 🤣 On my current account, it was Six of Crows.

19. What’s a fandom/ship you haven’t written for yet but want to?

Hooo boy. Doctor Who comes to mind. I'm obsessed with the idea of Fourteen and Jack Harkness meeting again. I've always wanted to do something for Criminal Minds. I'll probably dip my toe into Supernatural, too. I've done drabbles for Mungrove, Harringrove, and Harringroveson, but i'd also like to do full fics for them. Idk, I've always got too many ideas.

20. What’s your favorite fic you’ve written?

Either Since Prom or Coming Soon To Home Video. I can't pick.

If you write fanfiction, you should totally do this! Consider this me, tagging you.

Our just giving you cake. 🍰

[harbingerofwhump]

Get To Know Your Fanfic Writer

Tagged by @ptork66 <3

No-pressure tagging: @thatonecrowguy @americanbeautiies @randomcat1832

When did you post your first ever fanfic? Sometime early to mid 2021 I think

First character(s) you wrote for: That is. A fantastic question actually because I think the first 'fanfic' I ever wrote was for Warriors, but I think I only wrote OCs and I was just playing in their universe. So…. Neal Caffrey??? But I might be remembering wrong/forgetting something

Main character(s) you're currently writing for: Saying I'm currently writing is incredibly generous but, Kaz and Inej

Character(s) you haven't written about before but plan on writing about soon: Honestly? None. I don't control what the writing brain latches onto and it's been very offline for awhile so… I don't anticipate anything besides poking at a SoC fic now and then, and I'm not likely to wander off to any new characters there.

Fandom(s) you're currently writing for: Just Six of Crows. I've side-eyed Good Omens and Artemis Fowl a few times but they didn't click, so

Platonic pairing(s) you're currently writing for: None, though I wouldn't be surprised if Kaz & Jesper and Kaz & Wylan pop up at some point if my WIP develops enough

Romantic pairing(s) you're currently writing for: Kanej

Your top three tags on AO3 (if you post) Nothing now since I deleted all my stuff but I think they were hurt/comfort, whump, and hurt kaz brekker?? Or something along those lines

Your current platform where you post your works: I think I still have a drabble or two on here, but aside from that, nowhere, and with no plans to start again, but if I do I'll be going back to ao3

Snippet of something you're currently working on:

“Why did you do it?” Inej tries, as if she hasn’t asked him a hundred times already. “An explanation, an excuse, anything just— You owe me that much. After everything, you owe me that much.”

[ruins-and-rewritez]

DAY 3: POETRY

Wylan didn't mind hosting guests at the mansion, far better then the cold interior he'd become used to growing up. Guest rooms for each of his friends, should they feel like staying past the more reasonable hours of the day, which they often did (especially when someone had to much wine *cough* Nina *cough*)

On occasion he a Jesper would host an illierate street urchin or runaway, in his father's old bedroom nonetheless, just to stick it to the pathetic bastard.

His mother Marya had her own room, on the ground-level, adjacent to the solarium, where she'd spend time reading or painting or simply sitting peacefully gazing into the distance toward the ocean.

He and Jes, had comfortable none-master-bedroom, in the upper back corner of the house, where there had been a nursey once, before he'd grown up in to a father-disappointing member of the Merch Council and a part time demo expert.

Inej had a space in one of the fewer third floor allotments, where she could escape out the window if she so desired, or stay up into the wee hours feeding any birds scavenging the neighborhood.

Kaz hardly ever spent the night anywhere that wasn't his office, signing and loging and shuffling and flipping through paper work efore catching a scant few hours before dawn. But when he did he stayed across from Inej's room. Somehow taking comfort being near even in the event she was out at sea.

Nina and Matthias stayed as close to the kitchen as possible, to curb their healty appetites as well as appeasing their night-owl tendencies. Nina was particularly fond of cooking and eating minature breakfast platters late in the night. Matthias trailing along to brew a cup of tea while she bustled around.

The pair visited often, spliting their time between Ravka and Fjerda and Ketterdam, helping Grisha and changing minds of the more obstinately small mind people.

Nina made sure to always bring back sweaters or snacks or Jesper the latest fashion from Os Alta or Wylan some obscure chemical ingredient for his experiments.

This time it was a red-purple plant only found on the Ravkan-Shu Han border. He had high expectations for the explosions properties it was known for. (Kaz had a small operation planned within the next month that Wylan was determined to make go smoothly).

Wylan headed out back toward his lab, after a suitable lunch of plums and honey-bacon sandwich with avacado.

"Du kommer til en varm region

den er myk og disig

men da vil jeg ikke lenger være meg,

men skogen. " *¹

The distress in Mathhias' voice caused Wylan to pause in confusion, he thought he'd left with Nina and Jes for lunch at the reestablished Crow Club (to bother Kaz she'd explained over breakfast).

"Uhhhh you good Mat?" *² He asked stepping sideways into the open doorway.

"Dritt. Helvete."

Matthias continued his muttering, clearly frustrated with whatever he was reading off the paper in his hand, like Wylan had never spoken, ripping his hand roughly through his blond hair.

"Mat?"

Matthias looked up sharply, startled, at the young Hendricks standing innocently in the doorway, "Wylan?"

"Yes?"

The soldier in front of him never looked more embarassed, his face pinked up to his ears and he turned to hid it. "I thought were working."

"Stopped for lunch. Something wrong?"

The Fjerdan sighed and made a look of resignation before tiredly handing the scrap of paper over to the younger man.

"I was...practicing...for Nina."

Wylan took the paper long enough to make out the discernable scribble of foreign characters before handing it back. "Sooo what is it?"

Matthias redden even more as the realisation came over him that the words were A. in a foreign language Wylan didn't know and B. that Wylan couldn't read them even if the weren't.

"Faen. Sorry I forgot."

Wylan shrugged it off, it would be worse if his friends made a deal of remembering it. Forgetting was a blessing.

"I just...I'm nervous."

"Why?"

He took a moment to collect his thoughts before answering, "In Fjerda, there's always a courtship. What I have with Nina is..unconvential. I thought I might try to give her the experience of a normal courtship." He studies the paper in his hands almost timidly, "I wrote her a poem. I thought I might read it to her over our dinner before we leave again."

Wylan smiled, "Nina will love it I'm sure. She managed to fall in love with you while you both wanted to kill each other, I'm sure a poem good or bad won't damage what the two of you have."

Matthias seemed heartened at this before his face flushed again,"do you think you might listen to me practice? Help me get rid of the nerves?"

Wylan grinned and through himself into a plump armchair across from him. "Do your worst." He sat quiet and patience as the other man pushed his way through the words like a challenging task the he was intent on getting it perfect. When he finished he looked up expectantly.

"Well considering that I have know clue what the hell you just said I think its great."

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*1: The last stanza of the poem "Assimilation" (translated into Norwegian), by Finnish author Eeva-Liisa Manner I thought it was fitting of Matthias' character

"you will come to a warm region

it is soft and hazy

but then I will no longer be me,

but the forest."

*2: I think Matthias would have eventually grown comfortable enough with the rest of the Crows to except nicknames. Matty by Nina. Mat by Inej and Wylan. Jesper still calls him Matthias. Kaz ofc calls him Helvar.

I used modern Norwegian in place of Fjerdan as it is an incomplete fictional language,

Dritt: Shit

Helvete: Damn it

Faen: Fuck

[yourneighbourhoodfriendlywitch]

The three ultimate ways to tell someone you like them :

1. I have been made to protect you. Only in death I will be kept from this oath

2. I would come for you. And if I couldn't walk I'd crawl to you, no matter how broken we were.

3. MAYBE BECAUSE I LIKED YOUR STUPID FACE

[cameliawrites]

hey I am looking for a kanej centered fic/drabble on tumblr

All I rmb is that inej is now a famous captain and some tourists in ketterdam recognise kaz as "captain's kaz" or Mr Ghafa since inej saved them & she talks about him on the ship

And jesper is just having field day with this info

Any idea which fic it might be?

I love being consulted for my embarrassingly encyclopedic knowledge of kanej fic; thank you for honoring me in this way. 😋

Perhaps you’re referring to What’s in a Name by @decafetherealki - it was based on this post they made on Tumblr, which might be how you saw it on here?

Either way, it’s a delightful and hilarious fic, so if you haven’t read it, I would highly recommend. 😊

[quillsthrills]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Shadow and Bone (TV), Six of Crows Series - Leigh Bardugo Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Kaz Brekker/Inej Ghafa Characters: Kaz Brekker, Inej Ghafa Additional Tags: First Kiss, Love Letters, Fluff, Kanej - Freeform Summary:

When Inej returns from her first voyage on the Wraith she finds The Slat cold and empty. While waiting for Kaz to (hopefully) return she borrows his coat to keep warm, and in the pocket she finds an unexpected treasure.

[reverbtunes]

what is love?

 ➤ pairing : kaz brekker x inej ghafa

➤ genre : ,,, kaz 

➤ warnings : none

➤ word count : 123 

➤ a/n : random kanej drabble i wrote like a year ago?? but i’m proud of it so 

                                                        ❝ ❞

what is love? if you had asked kaz this earlier, he would've said- love's a con. an emotion used to lure fools who believe there's still some good in the world. a weakness. but now, as he stared at the laughing Suli girl before him, he might just believe otherwise. her smile reminded him of his childhood before it was crushed by the cruelty of humanity. a brother's reassuring hand on his shoulder. the crackling of a fire, bringing warmth in the bitter cold. what is love? his wraith. that was the only love that mattered. she's around him, and he thought he could do anything in the world. he'd be the strongest man. he'd do anything for her. the thought scared him.

[frog-on-lilypad]

Inej and Kaz: A Horror Movie Night

Head down. Don’t show. It doesn’t matter. Of course, he has a reputation. That he must maintain. Even if it’s just her. Her laugh, which he could bottle up and get drunk on. She wasn’t laughing anymore. He stands up, carefully taking off his gloves so even his fingers don’t leave marks on his skin. So pale, nearly see-through, with whispery green threads running down and through, marks of red invisible to the eye but he knew where; he was living the consequences of coldblooded murder and nothing he would do would lead the spirits of his crimes away from him. He could hear his brother's voice… cold, accusing, and grimacing in his fatal position: “It was cold, and you used me. Used me and survived. Don’t you know any better? You desecrated my body, desecrated your hands, look now, look there, see? There’s claws, just like that demon king.” He quickly put his gloves back on and turned to face her.

She curled up, not wanting to think of what could’ve been. Flashbacks were all that was left to her of her family, and after seeing that through the screen, she wanted to get out of here. Somewhere else, on a distant rooftop or following a secret would’ve been better. She might be the wraith, but now she felt like a hundred eyeballs stared at her and there was nowhere her secrets weren’t visible. They swirled in mystical little glasses, shades of brown and blue and green, just like the ones he was infamous for removing. But now, she didn’t feel safe because of him. Instead, she heard Heleen as she had the first time, and saw a glimmer of gaudy jewels and peacock feathers. This time she was small and trapped, and it flashed between her eyes: another reality, where he wasn’t there to save her, one where her legs were broken and she was useless.

“Are you alright, my darling, apple of my eye?” the husky voice next to her murmured. She lifted her hands and undid the twist her hair was in, letting the briad unravel into soft waves before answering. 

“Of course I am, it’s you that’s been fiddling with your gloves all evening. What, do you really think the undead hunter is after you?” she said, in a cruel, mocking tone she wasn’t known to use. “Don’t think I haven’t noticed, you do have the crime of selling many pairs of perfectly good eyeballs on the black market.”

He squinted at her, suspicious. Not only was she being incredibly unlike herself, she was attempting to hide herself away from him. She trusted him, right? Now, after the pictures on the screen ghosted behind both of their eyes, he wasn’t so sure. But Inej had told Kaz to be human, to be a better person, that they would heal together, but it wasn’t her job to fix him. He might be the bastard of the barrel, but it had been a whole year of being apart; he stayed in Ketterdam while she scoured the seas to rid this place of indentured servitude. He was in no mood to let that year or a single horror movie ruin the one good thing that happened to him.

“Inej, I know you’re scared. I am too.” he whispered to her, before throwing a quick glance to make sure none of their friends were spying on them.They were on Inej’s ship, but that was no guarantee that Jesper hadn’t wandered by with a plate of cookies and a smile on his face. Then Kaz continued, staring straight into her eyes “I love you, you know that? I know this movie hurt both of us. And I’m not going to make you talk about it, because that won’t fix it. But know that I won’t ever let you suffer again. I would sooner burn down the crow club and move to a far off farm.”  

Inej laughed. Kaz could’ve chosen to give another epic monologue about how he’d crawl to her if need be. But instead, he understood that wasn’t the reassurance she needed. She needed to feel peace and happiness again, the distant fear not being a threat to her being but rather to her mentality. Everything she did, she did for a reason. Same for him. He never, ever made a move without a reason. So when he gingerly lifted his hand, hesitating, slightly shaking, and put it down again, she smiled and told him it was alright. But Kaz’s resolve was firm — he would not let his trauma be the reason she couldn’t have everything she deserved, he’d be damned if he allowed otherwise. Breathing in, he thought of how the only saint who had ever watched over him was sitting right next to him, he snapped his hand out —- quick, to make sure his muscles won’t act of their own account and back down, and put his hand over hers. 

They stayed that way for the rest of the night, talking about their plans for the seas and for Ketterdam, Inej laughing as she reminded him it wasn’t proper to exploit the weak, Kaz promising he’d only exert his expansion over the merchers who deserved it. And by the time Jesper did drop by with the scent of baked goods curling through the air as he walked with a box and a letter in hand, both of them were asleep, with Kaz’s head resting gently on her shoulder and her face in a soft smile. Jesper turned and left, leaving the box of sweets and Wylan’s letter on the table.

[thatweirdofreak]

Inej was pretending to sleep in her room at the slat thinking about how nina finally got her loved one again, it had 3years 8montjs and 27 days since Matthias had left their side forever, inej missed that big ball of growling fjerdan but she had learnt to get over it, inej heard a sound which was coming from the kitchen 'who is this terrible thief trying to steal kitchen utensils' she thought to herself and crawled down the stairs like the spider she is. Inej caught sight of the back of kaz's head, she could recognise it anywhere. "I thought I was quite but it seems like not quite enough to slip past u" kaz said knowing inej was behind him, she couldn't suprise him anymore, even though she tried a lot. "Well, u are doing very bad then" she replied as she placed herslef silently on the kitch counter this reminded her of the times her mom used to cook sweets for the festival, she wud place herself just like this giving her moth company. "Pass me the sugar, will u" kaz said breaking inej from her dreams of the past that could never return. She passed the sugar to kaz but as he came near to grab it, inej wrapped her legs around kaz's waist, inej wanted to have some fun today. Kaz and inej were healing better now, but yet they only held hands afraid that the other would not like any other response. Kaz chuckled to himself and said " inej the cookies" they looked at each other and kept the comfortable gaze for a full minute, that's when kaz decided to lean in. He was hesitating not sure if inej would like that, but she responded by connecting her lips with his, it was a gentle and soft kiss that lasted only half a minute but it was enough to make both of them completely out of breath. This was the first time that inej had kissed anyone willingly. She could see the blush that crept through kaz's pale neck. "i love u" he said, "i love u too"