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monolime:
“Tender Crows
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qinevra:

@sixofcrowsnet heist: fave underrated character (2)


                                                     { M A R Y A    H E N D R I K S }
                                              wylan’s mother; jan van eck’s first wife

A memory returned to Wylan: his mother standing at an easel in the back garden of the house on Geldstraat, the smell of linseed oil, clean brushes in an empty glass, her thoughtful gaze assessing the lines of the boathouse and the canal beyond.

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lothlorieh:

@sixofcrowsnet heist: grisha

Grisha manipulate matter at its most fundamental levels. They call it the Small Science. Under the influence of parem, those manipulations become faster and far more precise. In theory, jurda parem is just a stimulant like its ordinary cousin. But it seems to sharpen and hone a Grisha’s senses. They can make connections with extraordinary speed. Things become possible that simply shouldn’t be.

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kuweiyulbo:

FAVOURITE PROTAGONISTS: kaz brekker (six of crows)

no one got the better of kaz. he was the toughest, scariest thing walking the alleys of the barrel.

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old-rhysfcyre:

He watched that pulse, the evidence of her heart, matching his own beat for anxious beat. He saw the damp curve of her neck, the gleam of her brown skin. He wanted to … He wanted.

Before he even knew what he intended, he lowered his head. She drew in a sharp breath. His lips hovered just above the warm juncture between her shoulder and the column of her neck. He waited. Tell me to stop. Push me away.

She exhaled. “Go on,” she repeated. Finish the story.

The barest movement and his lips brushed her skin—warm, smooth, beaded with moisture. Desire coursed through him, a thousand images he’d hoarded, barely let himself imagine — the fall of her dark hair freed from its braid, his hand fitted to the lithe curve of her waist, her lips parted, whispering his name.

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mavencalore:

character aesthetics nina zenik, six of crows.

“i,” she said, planting a hand on her hip, “am a delicate flower.” 

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niklasmalikovs:

He was a collection of hard lines and tailored edges.

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fifthharbour:

@sixofcrowsnet heist: → get to know the members: r i y a

“ Fear is a phoenix. You can watch it burn a thousand times and still it will return.”

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acchiles:

YA LIT MEME: [2/7] friendships
↳ the dregs

they don’t know who we are. not really. they don’t know what we’ve done, what we’ve managed together. so let’s go show them they chose the wrong damn fight.

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