Nikolai sighed and opened his arms to her as the coach rattled to a stop. “Then come here, Zoya, and kiss me sweetly as a new bride would.”

zoyalai requested by @kestrel-of-herran

Isaak felt a moment’s panic, then arched a brow. “Are you giving the orders now? I hope this means I can indulge in a kingly nap.”
     Tamar grinned. Tolya whooped. Genya leaned down and pressed a huge kiss to Isaak's    cheek—and Isaak did what Nikolai Lantsov never would have done.
     He blushed.

make me choose: @rosecobalte​ asked ⟶ kestrel or zoya

They said she was cruel because she’d been harmed in the past. They claimed she was cold because she just hadn’t met the right fellow to warm her. Anything to soften her edges and sweeten her disposition—and what was the fun in that? Zoya’s company was like a strong drink. Bracing— and best to abstain if you couldn’t handle the kick.

@sixofcrowsnet heist: countries ⟶ kerch
… the mighty Kerch, who had ruled the seas and the world’s trade undisputed for so long

WHAT BOUND THEM TOGETHER? Greed? Desperation? Was it just the knowledge that if one or all of them disappeared tonight, no one would come looking? Inej’s mother and father might still shed tears for the daughter they’d lost, but if Inej died tonight, there would be no one to grieve for the girl she was now. She had no family, no parents or siblings, only people to fight beside. MAYBE THAT WAS SOMETHING TO BE GRATEFUL FOR, TOO.

make me choose: anonymous asked ⟶ warnette or kanej
She pressed the tip beneath her breast, between her ribs, an arrow to her heart. Then a hand gripped her wrist painfully, forcing her to drop the blade. “Not just yet, Inej.” The rasp of stone on stone. Her eyes flew open. Kaz. He bundled her into his arms and leapt down from the crates, landing roughly, his bad leg buckling. She moaned as they hit the ground. 
“Did we win?” 
“I’m here, aren’t I?” He must be running. Her body jounced painfully against his chest with every lurching step. He couldn’t carry her and use his cane. 
“I don’t want to die.” 
“I’ll do my best to make other arrangements for you.” She closed her eyes. “Keep talking, Wraith. Don’t slip away from me.” 
“But it’s what I do best.” He clutched her tighter.

@sixofcrowsnet heist: alternative covers

Six dangerous outcasts. One impossible heist. Kaz’s crew is the only thing that might stand between the world and destruction–if they don’t kill each other first.

@sixofcrowsnet heist: fav characters ⟶ kaz brekker

Matthias knew monsters, and one glance at Kaz Brekker had told him this was a creature who had spent too long in the dark—he’d brought something back with him when he’d crawled into the light.

— when Kaz chose him for a job, when Kaz played along with one of his jokes. He could have kicked himself. He’d finally seen the infamous Kaz Brekker without a stitch of clothing, and he’d been too worried about ending up on a pike to pay proper attention.

@sixofcrowsnet heist: noncanon ships ⟶ Kaz x Jesper

@sixofcrowsnet heist: alarkling
He leaned against the window, and the gilded frame came into sharp focus. “Do you think it would be any different with your tracker beside you? With that Lantsov pup?” 
“Yes,” I said simply. 
“Because you would be the strong one?” 
“Because they’re better men than you.” 
“You might make me a better man.” 
“And you might make me a monster.”