#‘The harbor wind had lifted her dark hair and for a moment Kaz was a boy again sure that there was magic in this world.’

[fangirlwithasweettooth]

Me? Going absolutely insane over every single Kanej moment in both the books and the series? It’s more likely than you think

[marvinthecrow]

#Crowtober2023 Day 17 - Magic

"The sun was out for once, and Inej had turned her face to it. Her eyes were shut, her oil-black lashes fanned over her cheeks. The harbor wind had lifted her dark hair, and for a moment Kaz was a boy again, sure that there was magic in this world."

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[youngdollopofcream]

You shouldn't make friends with crows,” he'd told her.

“Why not?” she asked.

He'd looked up from his desk to answer, but whatever he'd been about to say had vanished on his tongue.

The sun was out for once, and Inej had turned her face to it. Her eyes were shut, her oil-black lashes fanned over her checks. The harbor wind had lifted her dark hair, and for a moment Kaz was a boy again, sure that there was magic in this world.

“Why not” shed repeated, eyes still closed.

He said the first thing that popped into his head. “They don't have any manners.”

“Neither do you, Kaz.” She'd laughed, and if he could have a bottled the sound and gotten drunk on it every night, he would have. It terrified him.

( I tried out a new art style, I don’t know how I feel about it )

[tryalittlejoytomorrow]

“You shouldn't make friends with crows,” he'd told her. “Why not?” she asked. He'd looked up from his desk to answer, but whatever he'd been about to say had vanished on his tongue. The sun was out for once, and Inej had turned her face to it. Her eyes were shut, her oil-black lashes fanned over her checks. The harbor wind had lifted her dark hair, and for a moment Kaz was a boy again, sure that there was magic in this world. “Why not?” she'd repeated, eyes still closed. He said the first thing that popped into his head. “They don't have any manners.” “Neither do you, Kaz.” She'd laughed, and if he could have bottled the sound and gotten drunk on it every night, he would have. It terrified him.”

Happy birthday @flythesail 💜

[freddycartr]

friendly fucking reminder when both kanej were close to death, they thought of each other. 

“her vision was blurring, but she could make out a pale, shiny scar on kaz’s neck, right beneath his jaw. she remembered the first time she’d seen him at the menagerie. he paid tante heleen for information—stock tips, political pillow talk, anything the menagerie’s clients blabbed about when drunk or giddy on bliss. he never visited heleen’s girls, though plenty would have been happy to take him up to their rooms. they claimed he gave them the shivers, that his hands were permanently stained with blood beneath those black gloves, but she had recognized an eagerness in their voices and the way they watched him with their eyes.

one night, as he’d passed her in the parlor, she’d done a foolish thing, a reckless thing. i can help you, she’d whispered. he’d glanced at her, the proceeded on his way as if she’d said nothing at all. the next morning, she’d been called to tante heleen’s parlor. she’d been sure another beating was coming or worse, but instead, kaz brekker had been standing there, leaning on his crowhead cane, waiting to change her life.” 

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“survive. survive. survive. it was the way he’d lived his life, moment to moment, breath to breath, since that terrible morning when he’d woken up to find that jordie was still dead and he was still very much alive. he thought of inej’s hand on his cheek. his mind had gone jagged at the sensation, a riot of confusion. it had been terror and disgust and—in all of that clamor—desire, a wish that lingered still, the hope that she would touch him again.”

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“the first time he’d seen inej at the menagerie, in purple silk, her eyes lined with kohl. the bone-handled knife he had given her.”

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“you shouldn’t make friends with crows.

why not?

he’d looked up from his desk to answer, but whatever he’d been about to say had vanished on his tongue.

the sun was out for once, and inej had turned her face to it. her eyes were shut, her oil-black lashes fanned over her cheeks. the harbor wind had lifted her dark hair, and for a moment kaz was a boy again, sure that there was magic in this world.

why not? she’d repeated, eyes still closed.

he said the first thing that popped into his head. they don’t have any manners.

neither do you, kaz. she’d laughed, and if he could have bottled the sound and got drunk on it every night, he would have. it terrified him.”

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“but all he could think of was inej. she had to live. she had to have made it out of the ice court. and if she hadn’t, then he had to live to rescue her. he needed to tell her...what? that she was lovely and brave and better than anything he deserved. that he was twisted, crooked, wrong, but not so broken that he couldn't pull himself together into some semblance of a man for her. that without meaning to, he'd begun to lean on her, to look for her, to need her near. he needed to thank her for his new hat.”

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[vennylavey]

warned spoilers in the tags, but just in case:

caw! caw! soc spoilers!!

in light of kaz who loves magic, and who fell for the girl who wielded his favorite kind;

i never caught on to this very obvious parallel until rereading the books, but i like to think that the night kaz met inej in the menagerie, it went much like that night he first witnessed magic —

of the coin appearing one second,

vanishing the next,

and here is a girl who seems to have manifested out of thin air

and at that moment, he may have been a little surprised. he'd have scanned her over briefly, turn away, leave, on the clock, just as scheduled.

but once he's made his round, retired to his room, and all thoughts of business and work quiet into a faint lull in the back of his mind,

kaz will remember purple silks, black spots, and flawless skin — and the bells on her ankles. those cruel, decorative shackles.

those bells.

how had she sneaked up on him with those bells?

"Some people see a magic trick and say, ‘Impossible!’ They clap their hands, turn over their money, and forget about it ten minutes later. Other people ask how it worked. They go home, get into bed, toss and turn, wondering how it was done. It takes them a good night’s sleep to forget all about it. And then there are the ones who stay awake, running through the trick again and again, looking for that skip in perception, the crack in the illusion that will explain how their eyes got duped; they’re the kind who won’t rest until they’ve mastered that little bit of mystery for themselves. I’m that kind."

— Kaz Brekker, SOC

and he'd have tossed and turned in his bed, thinking about the trick,

whether it was pure luck, if she could do that again, and how, how, how —

kaz would never know.

so let him keep her by his side, let him have her a little closer,

let him learn her little by little,

let him know her best yet not know her at all,

and let him experience that magic for the first time all over again;

maybe one day, he'll stop thinking about it.

maybe one day, he'll stop tossing and turning in his bed.

maybe one day, he'll have known all her secrets completely.

maybe he'll figure it out.

one day.

he'd looked up from his desk to answer, but whatever he'd been about to say had vanished on his tongue [...]

the harbor wind had lifted her dark hair, and for a moment, kaz was a boy again, sure that there was magic in this world.

— Six of Crows, Chapter 38 p. 402

[paigeypaige19]

The sun was out for once, and Inej had turned her face to it. Her eyes were shut, her oil-black lashes fanned over her cheeks. The harbor wind had lifted her dark hair, and for a moment Kaz was a boy again, sure that there was magic in this world.

Leigh Bardugo, Six of Crows

[manikas-whims]

“The harbor wind had lifted her dark hair, and for a moment Kaz was a boy again, sure that there was magic in this world.”

Amita looking breathtaking as ever 😍✨

[goatsandpals]

You shouldn't make friends with crows,” he'd told her.

“Why not?” she asked.

He'd looked up from his desk to answer, but whatever he'd been about to say had vanished on his tongue.

The sun was out for once, and Inej had turned her face to it. Her eyes were shut, her oil-black lashes fanned over her checks. The harbor wind had lifted her dark hair, and for a moment Kaz was a boy again, sure that there was magic in this world.

“Why not” she’d repeated, eyes still closed.

He said the first thing that popped into his head. “They don't have any manners.”

“Neither do you, Kaz.” She'd laughed, and if he could have a bottled the sound and gotten drunk on it every night, he would have. It terrified him.

-Leigh Bardugo, Six of Crows

(I’ll add color later)

[nerdyhuntress]

@kanejweek 2022 (Day 4: Angels & Demons)

“Her eyes were shut, her oil-black lashes fanned over her cheeks. The harbor wind had lifted her dark hair, and for a moment Kaz was a boy again, sure that there was magic in this world.” (Six of Crows)

[emrysslowlylosestheirshit]

Erin felt her blood pumping through her body as she tried to jog to the schooner. Her head was fuzzy, and all she could see was them. Her lungs filled with air she couldn’t breathe and she clutched her chest. Gunshots and cries rang out around her but she couldn’t hear them. Get to the ship, she thought. If you don’t get to the ship they're dead.

From on the roof, Jesper spotted her stunning towards the dock, and moved to pick off anyone that tried to attack her.

“There!” Jesper yelled, hoping someone would go help the Shadow. Wylan was the only one who heard him, and looked to see Erin getting closer. Sweat covered her face and it looked like she’d been crying. Erin clumsily pushed past Rotty, who was helping Wylan keep the shooters back.

She staggered over the ship, grabbing the ropes that kept them from floating off.

Untie the ropes, lift the anchor, fly the sails. She repeated it in her head like a mantra. Rope, Anchor, Sails.

She hadn’t touched a ship since… well since she came to Ketterdam. Her heart was pounding faster than Jesper could shoot, and she felt her stomach rise. Erin froze as she tried to lift the anchor, her hands touching the cold water.

I’m drowning. Where is the surface? I can’t breathe. I can’t breathe—

“I got it”

Rotty pulled the anchor up for her. His voice broke Erin out of her trance for the moment. She looked around, realizing everyone was on board and they had left the harbor. Matthias was the only one on deck, throwing up over the side.

Erin sank down to the floor of the ship, shutting her eyes. This is not the Cardea. This is not the Cardea. You will not drown, you will not drown. It took everything she had to stand back up, placing her feet on the railing and hoisting herself up the rope rungs to reach the sails. She gagged as she looked down. Even from his place on the deck, Rotty could tell she was trembling. He disappears below deck, looking for something.

The Shadow pulled the sails down and out, the boat picking up speed. It gave her a rush, and for a moment she enjoyed the wind in her face. Then she vomited.

“Watch it!”

Kaz looked up from the deck, scowling. He looked like shit. Blood splattered on his face and clothes, his usual sheened back hair in his eyes. Erin didn’t respond, shimming down the rope and placing her feet on solid ground.

“I thought you were a sailor.” He grumbled, stepping around the liquid on the deck. He gripped the railing, obviously queasy himself.

Erin held onto the rope

“I said I had been sailing. There’s a difference.”

Now that she was close enough to the edge, she saw her reflection in the water. It flickered between the mess she was now, and the scared girl she was. She felt sick again and covered her mouth, shaking. Kaz glanced at her.

“You need to be faster. If you had been gone any longer we’d have been screwed” he said coldly. Underneath his demeanor, she could’ve sworn there was concern in his eyes.

“Wouldn’t have to worry about it if you hired a damn crew” Erin grimaced as water splashed her.

“I didn’t think I needed one. Clearly I was wrong. You can barely stand without getting sick.” He scoffs

Erin glares at him, sweat dripping from her chin. If he noticed, he wasn’t letting on. She roughly pushed past him and up to the wheel, trying to think about anything other than the unforgiving water. Kaz was upset about something and followed her.

“Do you understand me? If you falter we all die.” He raises his voice slightly. Erin flinches, for the first time since they’ve known each other. That, he notices.

“Erin.” His voice is taught.

“I’m perfectly aware of the situation.” She responds.

“Then act like it”

Erin clutches the wheel tighter. She’s angry. She’s not sure why, maybe Kaz’s attitude had been too much. He didn’t seem to care about how she felt, of being on the sea made her feel. Erin’s face falls into a dark glare.

“You’re tardiness almost got us all killed and if you get sick while piloting the ship-“

“I know!” Erin yelled. She whipped her body to face him. Kaz merely raised an eyebrow, expecting her to continue. She wasn’t sure where she was going with this, her breathing was labored.

“Why are you acting like this is my fault. You didn’t have to be first mate”

That pissed her off. “First mate?? I am the only mate. I am the only person on the godforsaken ship that knows how to sail, or navigate, or anything that will get us to Fjerda.”

Kaz’s face remained unemotional. He glanced up seeing Jesper come up from the cabin. The sharpshooter looked at Erin and his eyes widened in concern

“Erin? Erin are you ok? Saints Kaz, what did you say to her” Jesper glared at his friend. Kaz shifted his weight.

“Reminding my Shadow that we’ll be fish food if she’s late again.”

Jesper puts his arms around Erin, who was clearly not hearing their conversation. He felt her shaking, and bet that Nina could hear her heart beat, even from below deck.

“She’s having a panic attack Kaz”

Jesper leaned down and looked at Erin. He tried to run the dried blood from her face.

“I’m fine” was all she could say. From behind her, Kaz clenched his jaw. He wasn’t quite sure how to feel. Upset he didn’t notice or upset she could be affected so easily. It’s not like he had a place to speak, it took most of his strength to not go running to the rail and throw his breakfast up.

“You are not fine. What happened at the harbor? You looked like you’d been running,” Jesper asked. Erin’s breathing calmed slightly and she was able to speak again.

“There were too many of them- I led five, no six of them down an alley. There wasn’t an exit.”

“And then?”

Jesper thought of Erin as a capable girl. Her shadows were not something to be on the wrong end of, but six men? He wasn’t sure how she made it out alive.

“And then I…. Then I-“

“Spit it out” Kaz said from his place at the wheel. He was growing impatient with her stuttering

“I cut them.”

Kaz looked over at her. The Cut. He’d never seen her do it, but from description of those that survived attacks from the Darkling, an infamous shadow summoner, he was sure he didn’t want to. He glanced at Jesper and the two of them made eye contact. There was a reason he’d never seen her do it, much like how he’s never taken his gloves off.

He stood unwavering in his place, watching Jesper comfort her. Part of him wanted to hold her too, and part of him wanted to strangle himself for thinking that. Kaz turned on his heels and departed to the cabin, needing to clear his head.

[sleepless-crows]

Kanej and Hoax

Part 2: Chorus

Stood on the cliffside screaming, "Give me a reason" Your faithless love's the only hoax I believe in Don't want no other shade of blue but you No other sadness in the world would do

Stood on the cliffside screaming, "Give me a reason"

Is this self-explanatory? Because I don't know how to explain.

Your faithless love's the only hoax I believe in

"No Saint ever watched over me. Not like you have."

"The harbor wind had lifted her dark hair, and for a moment Kaz was a boy again, sure that there was magic in this world."

Don't want no other shade of blue but you No other sadness in the world would do

Taylor said this line meant true love is about wanting to be with this person with all of their demons and sadnesses. Kaz and Inej both are trying to heal for each other. They chose each other despite knowing how much they will have to get through for that. But they love each other too much to not try.

Part 1: Verse 1

Part 3: Verse 2

[elelandia]

#uglydrawing - Day 3 of #crowtober2022 - Paris. The “don’t make friends with crows” scene but in Paris. Yes with a flying ship. Inspired by Chagall: Paris par la fenêtre (Paris Through the Window). Sorry mister Chagall! ~You shouldn't make friends with crows,” he'd told her. “Why not?” she asked. He'd looked up from his desk to answer, but whatever he'd been about to say had vanished on his tongue. The sun was out for once, and Inej had turned her face to it. Her eyes were shut, her oil-black lashes fanned over her checks. The harbor wind had lifted her dark hair, and for a moment Kaz was a boy again, sure that there was magic in this world. “Why not” shed repeated, eyes still closed. He said the first thing that popped into his head. “They don't have any manners.” “Neither do you, Kaz.” She'd laughed, and if he could have a bottled the sound and gotten drunk on it every night, he would have. It terrified him.~ #kanej #kanejfanart #inktober #sixofcrowsfanart (presso Italy) https://www.instagram.com/p/CjPbQuLq1XN/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[josketches]

"You shouldn't make friends with crows," he'd told her.

"Why not?" She asked.

He'd looked up from his desk to answer, but whatever he'd been about to say had vanished on his tongue.

The sun was out for once, and Inej had turned her face to it. Her eyes were shut, her oil-black lashes fanned over her cheeks. The harbor wind had lifted her dark hair, and for a moment Kaz was a boy again, sure that there was magic in this world.

"Why not?" She'd repeated, eyes still closed.

He said the first thing that popped into his head. "They don't have any manners."

"Neither do you, Kaz." She'd laughed, and if he could have bottled the sound and gotten drunk on it every night, he would have. It terrified him.

- 'Six of Crows' by Leigh Bardugo

[crowley-anthony]

laura’s 10k celebration (top 30 ships as voted by my followers) ✵ 19 ➳ kaz brekker & inej ghafa

↳ “The sun was out for once, and Inej had turned her face to it. Her eyes were shut, her oil-black lashes fanned over her cheeks. The harbor wind had lifted her dark hair, and for a moment Kaz was a boy again, sure that there was magic in this world.”

[moonshine-starlight]

"The sun was out for once, and Inej had turned her face to it. Her eyes were shut, her oil-black lashes fanned over her cheeks. The harbor wind had lifted her dark hair, and for a moment Kaz was a boy again, sure that there was magic in this world."

Gotta be one of my favorite Kanej moment 💖🥺

Fanart source: @cladelle