feed the crows

things you should know about kaz brekker
  • his real name is kaz rietveld but he changed it to brekker when he saw this on a piece of machinery because he thought it sounds badass
  • he broke his leg but instead of letting it heal properly he was like “ah whatever” and then he got himself a cane with which he could probably smash skulls of his enemies
  • at 14 he had a crush on a girl named imogen but he would punch anyone who would dare to say that kaz brekker ever had Feelings™
  • he also had a brother, jordie, but he died
  • so kaz spent god knows how long plotting the Perfect Revenge and it was so good that the man who conned his brother didn’t even know what hit him, pekka was done did dead (not actually but y’know)
  • encourages rumors that he may be an actual demon (i mean im sure matthias wanted to exorcise the demjin at one point tbh)
  • probably started the rumor by disguising himself as someone else and telling people scary (and obviously made up) stories about THE kaz brekker because he’s Extra
  • he dresses in suits because he’s totally Not a thief, he’s a Businessman
  • he hates skin to skin contact which is why he always wears gloves
  • but he doesn’t mind taking them off around inej (or taking his shirt off and cleaning himself in front of her if we’re at this point)
  • he’s really good at maths (he probably threatened some poor soul into tutoring him but in a way that no one would know he actually needed tutoring because he’s THE kaz brekker and he was born smart)
  • practices magic so he can cheat even more
  • the boy would single-handedly break into fort knox
  • he would do literally anything for 30 million kruge (selling his soul included [he probably already did that tho])
  • i’m pretty sure kaz thinks he doesn’t need oxygen as long as he has the money
  • owns like 89 fancy hats
  • treats jesper like his brother and calls him “jes” because jesper’s father did that
  • says he only keeps wylan as a bait but at one point he adopts him even if he doesn’t know this
  • probably writes poems about inej’s laugh
  • goes batshit crazy after inej is injured, tortures and throws a guy who hurt her to the sea but then doesn’t speak to inej for 2 days
  • and when he finally does it’s to discuss money, Romantic™
  • man he loves inej so much but he suppresses the hell out of this
  • he’s obsessed with crows; he has a crow tattoo, he feeds crows, he knows everything about them, he probably talks to them like they’re his kids
  • he’s Not Bothered™ but then he says shit like “i’d crawl to you” or “she was lovely and brave and better than anything he deserved”
  • he’s a big softie for inej
  • honestly he acts like he doesn’t care but he would probably die for inej, nina and jesper
  • but also he’s an asshole and a control freak and he doesn’t even deny that
  • jesper probably shouts “you put cute in execute” whenever kaz kills someone
  • he never smiles
  • and he certainly Did Not Smile when he saw inej, wylan and jesper coming to his rescue in a freaking tank
  • (he did)
5 Reasons why it’s canon that Kaz and Inej were married since the beginning of SOC

#1. Hubby complains of Wife’s nagging while praising her.

She’d [Inej] somehow mastered invisibility. She was a valuable asset. So why couldn’t she just do her job and spare him [Kaz] her moods?

# 2. Hubby complains of missing his wife’s nagging habbits.

He’d been irritable and unfocused for days. He was used to having his Wraith around - feeding the crows outside his window, sharpenning her knives while he worked at his desk, chastising him with her Suli proverbs.

# 3. Hubby scolding his friend after he used an ‘inappropriate’ tone with his wife.

”You must find a way to make peace,” said Inej. “At least for a while.”

“This is not your concern,” Matthias growled.

Kaz stepped forward, his expression dangerous. “It is very much our concern. And watch your tone.

# 4. Hubby being proud af of his wife.

 [Inej, Wylan and Jesper break out from the Ice Court in a tank and come towards the rest of the gang.]

When Nina looked at Kaz, she couldn’t quite believe her eyes. “Saints, Kaz, you actually look happy.”

“Don’t be ridiculous,” he snapped. But there was no mistaking it. Kaz Brekker was grinning like an idiot.

# 5. Hubby vowing to go save his wife and their vacation money

I’m going to get my money, Kaz vowed. And I’m going to get my girl.

Quotes from Six of Crows by Leigh Bardugo

hello i was really inspired by elsewhere university so i wrote what could be considered a first person account of a freshman? i hope you like it!!!


You apply to college because you know you’re supposed to. You’re not sure if you’re ready for it, though. In the past, your grades have fluctuated because you have executive dysfunction and also you never learned how to study. Smart kid problems, your dad always said.

You only apply to one college. If you don’t get in, you’re going to take a year off from school. You don’t really know what you’ll do, but you’ll figure it out. You apply to one of the most prestigious schools in the world: Elsewhere University.

Elsewhere University is a lot like any other university, from what you understand. You did your research. There’s weird rules, and there’s a whole blog dedicated to the culture surrounding that particular school. There’s something in each post that makes you think that there’s something the authors aren’t saying, but you never get a response when you ask in the comments or by emailing. One woman replied, but all she said was, “Be careful, but it’s a good school. I highly recommend it.”

You tried to find pass/fail rates of the school, but you can’t find anything. Apparently nobody fails out of Elsewhere university, only drops out or disappears. In fact, there’s a strangely high amount of disappearances from Elsewhere University that nobody seems to be making a fuss about. You almost regret applying when you learn about that.

Your best friend’s sister’s girlfriend graduated from Elsewhere U, so you ask your best friend to put you in contact with her. She does. Her sister’s girlfriend gives you a load of advice, and also highly recommends the school. She tells you that it’s an actual fact that nobody fails out of Elsewhere University, but that lots drop out or vanish. She says “vanish” a little wistfully, and you remember that time about five years ago when she’d vanished for a week, but then showed back up weirdly wiser and cleverer. You don’t ask about it.

Her advice consists of weird superstitions that she swears by: keep a bit of iron tucked away, carry some salt with you, and to carry candy and sweets with you. She doesn’t explain why, but you pack an old horseshoe, a container of salt, and your entire stash of candy.

She also gives you a list of rules.  

  1. Don’t eat anything they give you.
  2. Be polite to them.
  3. Don’t break any promises to them.
  4. Be careful making deals with them.
  5. Don’t say “I’m sorry,” say “Pardon me.” Also, don’t say “Thank you,” say “I appreciate it”
  6. Be nice to plants and animals.
  7. Feed the crows.

You have no idea what any of that means, but you know that you will soon. You thank her for her advice. It’s an easy job to type up the list of rules she gave you and turn it into your new background. You have trouble with social stuff, so having a list of rules is a godsend.

Your grandpa takes you down to your school. You don’t really know where it is, but his GPS knows where to go apparently. You have no idea how long the ride is. It feels like forever, and you start to worry about your fish. The GPS says you’ll be there in an hour. The GPS said you’d be there in an hour, an hour ago. You hope your betta fish will be okay. He’s been in his travel container for what feels like too long.

When you arrive, there’s a group of volunteers helping people like you move in. A team of three grabs up all of your stuff. You carry your fish and your newly acquired keys. The volunteer who signs you in warns you to keep track of your keys, that They can beep into the dorms and will raid your room for shiny stuff. You ask what she means. She shakes her head and calls you a freshie. You don’t ask again.

The three who help you take your stuff to your room give you advice. The girl tells you to stay away from the library and the dining hall at 3am. The boy tells you not to make deals at the point where two crosswalks create a crossroads in front of the Briggs building.

The person of indeterminate gender asks you what your major is, and when you tell them you’re thinking about creative writing, they tell you to be extremely careful and to never accept food from strangers under any circumstances and to be careful in even the dining hall and that if you can’t be absolutely sure that whoever is giving you food is human and to politely reject it otherwise and also don’t let the Fair Folk critique your stories because they’ll consider that a favor and you don’t want to owe them a favor and-

The girl hisses at them to shut up, that they’re scaring you. She’s not wrong. You want to hear more, though, so the person of indeterminate gender who tells you to call them Jules. You have a feeling that Jules isn’t their birth name. You tell them to call you by the nickname your friend gave you. They grin at you and say you’re already learning.

The trio leaves you in your room, alone. Your roommate isn’t here yet. You take the side of the room with the comfy chair, but leave them the good wardrobe. You feel like that’s a fair trade. It doesn’t take you long to unpack, and by the time your roommate shows up, all you’re doing is putting up your last poster (a Captain America “propaganda” poster).

She gives your poster a disgusted look. You say hello. She says hello back. She doesn’t thank the volunteers when they leave. She sets up her side of the room quickly, and complains about her wardrobe being slightly tilted. You point out that yours doesn’t close all the way. She scoffs, but quits complaining.

You never really get to like your roommate. She’s out all the time, she joins a sorority, and when she is in the room, her boyfriend is with her. Having him in the room makes you itch. He’s a nice guy, but something about him makes you dislike him instantly.

You stay polite, but when she vanishes, you aren’t really concerned. She’s often gone for a night or two. It’s only on the third night that you think you should probably report that she’s gone.

You knock on the RA’s door before your first class. She’s half asleep and tells you she’ll look into it, but that if your roommate shows up on her own to tell her. Oh and, she adds, if she comes back weird, be careful, Freshie.

Your roommate never comes back. Your RA shows up at your door after two weeks with a teary-eyed middle aged couple to pack her stuff up. You leave for the library with a thin excuse. You try to avoid the library, but it’s a good place to go when it’s nine at night and nothing is open except the student union. You already ate tonight, and going to the student union always makes you hungry, even when you’ve just eaten. The library is safer on your wallet.

You linger for an hour and a half. Half of your homework is done, including that essay you were sure would take you days to finish. You think you might come to the library more often after this.

When you return to your dorm, you pass by your RA’s open door. She said to leave the half of the room that isn’t yours empty, that you’d be getting a new roommate soon. You agree easily. You hope this next roommate is nicer than the last one. One of your classmates, who only goes by Elly, says that her roommate was replaced by something that looked just like them, but acted wrong. A junior hushed her, but it was enough to leave you thankful that your roommate had just vanished.

The next morning, you give one of the campus crows a slice of ham from your sandwich. It bows its head in thanks. It flies away after that. You decide to keep feeding the crows. You’ve always been superstitious, and it’s always good to have crows on your side, right? Your best friend’s sister’s girlfriend even said to feed the crows. Even if it’s just mumbo-jumbo, it can’t hurt, right?

You feed the crows. You go to class. You eat dinner in the dining hall, and only take food that’s being served by the workers who are clearly human. You don’t look at the shadowy figures when you go to your night class. You don’t speak to the cloaked figures you see at all times of the day, but you nod politely in passing. You never say thank you, or I’m sorry. You follow the rules, and when time comes that someone who doesn’t look quite right stops you at the crossed sidewalk in front of the O’Brien building, you carefully only offer a handful of candy in exchange for the study guide the stranger offers you. They happily accept the candy, and you happily go over your new guide.

You like Elsewhere University. Your classes are going great, you have a few friends, and you’re starting to understand what’s going on around campus.

You feel like you’re going to do just fine here.

Doodle inspired by this post.

One day, as Kaz watches Inej feed the crows outside his window, he has an idea…

  • He  starts feeding them too, and trains them to do his bidding
  • They become his spies, thieves and messengers (after all, he must improvise in Inej’s absence)
  • He gives them names like Ruin, Profit, Tax, Greed and Payback
  • the others call them his minions and are both scared of them and jealous that they only listen to Kaz (and Inej)

malevolentsnow asked:

Do neighbours complain that you feed the crows? Most people consider crows as pests and I imagine actively encouraging them must make people upset. We used to have a feeder that attracted song birds and our neighbours complained about something as simple as that!

The neighbors on one side also feed the crows. The neighbors on the other side are amused by it. And the neighbor across the street has entertained himself for years by telling the neighborhood kids that I’m a witch. So no, none of them complain. :D

Friend of the Crows

My mother always said to feed the crows.

I saw it as paying homage. Their little black eyes see beyond us and our realm, keeping watch.

If you feed them, they look out for you. From one generation to the next. I’d rather be known as a friend than an enemy.

They follow me, around and around the field, stiff legged and dapper in suits of black. Black beaks. Watching. Waiting. They turn their heads this way and that, like a twig snapping.

I’ve always liked crows. I hope they like me too.

Pirate-themed Sentence Starters

For all your piratical RP needs, a collection of quotations sourced from pirate movies, songs, books, and history.

  • No survivors? Then where do the stories come from, I wonder?
  • I’m disinclined to acquiesce to your request. Means “no”.
  • Not all treasure is silver and gold, mate.
  • I think it’d be rather exciting to meet a pirate.
  • You’re off the edge of the map, mate. Here there be monsters.
  • So tell me, what’s become of my ship?
  • Good work. Sleep well. I’ll most likely kill you in the morning.
  • I steered from sound to sound, and many ships I found, and all of them I burned.
  • Oh, better far to live and die, under the brave black flag I fly!
  • There are hungers as strong as the winds and tides.
  • We extort, we pilfer, we filch and sack.
  • And there they lay, all good dead men.
  • Hang him from the yard arm till he’s sober!
  • And we’ll drink and be merry and drown melancholy!
  • I made up me mind and was well inclined to go to sea no more.
  • A lass ashore we do adore, one that is plump and round!
  • This fishy mermaid has warned me of our doom!
  • My pants are filled with starfish.
  • This is undoubtedly the seediest bunch of cutthroats, villains and scoundrels I have ever seen, so who hired them?
  • Fall down on your knees and beg for deliverance from damnation.
  • Me, I sails by the stars.
  • You’re honest and brave and true. You didn’t learn that from me.
  • There’s some unlikely beasts in the world, and it’s best to stay near the ones that you’ve bought drinks for.
  • Damnation seize my soul if I give you quarter, or take any from you.
  • Heaven, you fool? Did you ever year of any pirates going thither? Give me hell, it’s a merrier place.
  • It’s better to swim in the sea below than to swing in the air and feed the crow.
  • You won’t fight, as gentlemen o’ fortune should; then, by thunder, you’ll obey, and you may lay to it!
  • A taste for adventure is by no means a masculine monopoly.
The Case for Jonsa: Why Crowd Appeal will be the Dragon’s Downfall

I talked about this a bit in my post The Case for Jonsa but I wanted to exapand on it a bit more.

This post and the poster are spoiler free. Please respect that. If you know something from a leak that contradicts any of my predictions, I ask you to keep it to yourself.

Right now Jonerys is, by far, the most popular ship in the fandom, and it isn’t going to happen for one simple reason: It’s exactly what everyone wants to happen. Not only is it what they want, it’s what they expect. And why wouldn’t they? GRRM has left a trail of symbolism and subtext guiding the collective to this rather cliche fairytale ending. Is anyone else a bit suspicious of that? Think of how many times he’s led us to believe we were going to get a certain outcome just to laugh like a sadist when we fall into his trap. For example, Oberyn comes to mind. Despite all this show has done for us, how many of us still actually thought that Oberyn would get his revenge, save Tyrion, and kill Cersei’s unstoppable servant? How foolish we were. Everything we’ve been taught about plot and character development completely goes out the window when GRRM pulls his twist. There is no guarantee of a satisfying end for a beloved character, main or otherwise. Every step of this journey has been anything but expected, and certainly anything but what we wanted. Just when we were starting to like Jaime, he gets his hand chopped off. Just when we were starting to hate Theon, he goes from villain to victim in a single seven minute scene. Just when it looked like Cersei was FINALLY defeated, she kills off all of her enemies in one fell swoop. The point is, it’s foolish to think the writers would have some cheesy opposites-attract love story as the motivation for this entire work.

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