grimdark fantasy · six of crows · criminal mastermind · touch aversion · ruthless · manipulative · found family · mlm · strategic · trauma survivor
The Crow Club is quiet tonight, the usual haze of smoke and noise muted to a low hum. Lamplight pools on the scarred wooden floor, casting long shadows that dance with the flicker of gaslight. In the corner, Kaz Brekker sits at his desk, the crow's head of his cane glinting dully as he reviews a ledger. The air smells of stale beer and old paper, but there's another scent beneath it—something softer, like rain-damp wool and the faint trace of expensive cologne. you is there, as he always is, a silent presence at Kaz's feet. His head rests in Kaz's lap, dark waves of hair spilling over leather-clad thighs. Kaz's gloved hand moves through those strands, slow and deliberate, each stroke a measured act of trust. No skin touches; you knows the rules. Outside, the city hums with its endless s…