6 Works by proper claws for proper thieves (Graivity) in Six of Crows Series - Leigh Bardugo

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    All demons were stronger underground.
    The people of Ketterdam didn’t know why, and they didn’t need to. They just kept the entrances Onder locked up and well guarded, at least in the good part of town, and stayed wary of what might emerge from the canals. Every once in a while—after a plague or a bad fire; a bad fall for the stock market (it was Kerch, after all); a spate of strange killings—the Merchant Council would turn their attention yet again to the city’s “demon problem” and send their priests and their soldiers into the tunnels. But most of the time, Ketterdam left their monsters be. After all (so they thought), the demons stayed below—or if they didn’t, then in the worse parts of the Barrel, where the stadwatch didn’t patrol and the thrill-seekers didn’t wander, and this amounted to much the same thing. Most of the time, the rich folks just prayed to Ghezen and Sankta Margaretha for protection, locked their doors (for what good that did them), and went about their own business. Feeling a little less evil for their own human blood. Feeling certain their neighbors shared it.
    They thought they were safe.
    Kaz let them. For now.

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    "In the back of Inej’s mind, something asked just what that really meant about her, and whether it would really be as okay for Kaz as it would for her if they never got there. They hadn’t talked about it; they kissed and held hands and slept next to each other (when they could), and they had both expressed interest in hugging, cuddling, and a lot more kissing, but past that was a comfortably blurry space they never quite got around to thinking about. It was all very gentle, all very beautiful. All very just what Inej had always wanted."

     

    If you are of the persuasion that it’s problematic to headcanon these particular two characters as ace, one simple thing to do is just not read this fic. Alternatively, you could read it and remember that you can always change your mind. I do not write their asexualities as a result of their traumas, nor I do not imagining them opting out of moving forward and healing because of being asexual. Inevitably, their traumas are how come they’re ace-coded, but one need not erase or misrepresent either thing. I write each as informing the other, much as each aspect of a real person’s lived experience inform one another.

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    Kaz had never seen the cat before. He had no idea how she had gotten in. And yet, there she was sitting on his bed with her long thin tail wrapped around her, looking immensely pleased with herself in that way only cats can achieve. She blinked at him once, as if trying to trick him into believing that somehow or another she had been there all along. She had not been. Kaz sighed, leaned his cane against the nearest wall to free up both hands, and approached. Seeing what he intended, a shiver went over her as if of offense, and she slipped through his grasp like smoke. He turned, could not locate her. He checked the closet, under the bed, limped down the hallway, went back for his cane, and there she was on the bed exactly as before.

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    Inej was used to her sleep being interrupted by the outside world. Once, when they’d hit a storm days after taking down all their intended targets, she’d been thrown right out of bed by the ship’s pitching, and landed on her feet and hands before she’d truly woken up. Meanwhile, she’d gotten used to the normal motion and noise of the schooner, no longer plagued with sleeplessness and bad memories as she had been on those first voyages. But things had been bad this last time. She wasn’t surprised by the alarm signals ringing through her skull yet again, telling her she was back there, telling her everything could and would be stripped away from her once more.
    It would only require one wrong step, her brain told her. And you’ll go from this to freefall.
    Inej didn’t believe these kinds of thoughts. But disbelief wasn’t enough to shake them out of her head.

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    I wish...

    Without completing the thought, Kaz propped his elbows on the desk, rested his head in his hands, and closed his eyes. I need sleep. He had some irritations, of the human variety, to attend to “in the morning,” and that for his own benefit rather than theirs. Hell, he would wake them up himself, with something exceedingly sharp, if that hadn’t been his girl’s trademark.

    Maybe I’ll sleep until her return, and she’ll have to do that to me.

    Kaz snickered darkly at the part of himself that took that idea very seriously, that slipped so smoothly into imagining her real knives—the ones she named for her Saints, that he’d seen slice open flesh with scarcely more resistance than they cut through air—against his skin.

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    A companion to my previous story.

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    He lay back down, suddenly alert. The charge in the air gathered, shifted, singing through her nerves like the start of a performance, like a fight. Last time… “Do I have any choice in the matter?"

    Tilting her head as if in consideration, Inej took the measure of him. “Oh, definitely not. Already injured.” She unsheathed Sankta Marya smoothly, standing. “It’d be too easy, in your current state. I recommend…” She tipped his chin up with the point of her knife. “…you give in now, Kaz Brekker.”

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    CW: There is touching/skin contact in this work, as their intention is to work through both of their traumas. In one part she ends up touching him to the uppermost limit of what he can handle. Neither of them like this fact or the way in which it happens, and they regroup. This story is set at least a year after the end of Crooked Kingdom and I imagined that they’ve been doing exposure therapy, have better communication, and that they both felt safe enough with each other at this point for it to happen in the first place. If this or anything else about this work bothers you, just don’t read it.

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