Ezra Vilin, frankly, was a villain. She might not be very athletic, but she was ruthless, and she dealt in the most dangerous thing of all in Ketterdam - information.
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Six of Crows
This is fanfiction, I repeat, fanfiction, which means none of this is mine, except for my OC(s), and possible plot changes, probably not though, I like to stick as close to the actual thing as possible. Art is mine though. Disclaimer: my art style has changed and kind of improved so don't judge my old oness
{Kaz Brekker X reader}
Six words were often exchanged throughout the Barrel.
By urgent whispers or mid-day gossip, they always made their way around the slums of Ketterdam.
"Kaz Brekker didn't need a reason."
But upon Dirtyhands teaming up with a new girl in the Barrel, a question is sparked in the dirty heart of the city that never falls asleep and knows why you're awake.
What if the reason was you all along?