“You still may die in the Dregs.” Inej's dark eyes had glinted. “I may. But I'll die on my feet with a knife in my hand.”
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“You still may die in the Dregs.” Inej's dark eyes had glinted. “I may. But I'll die on my feet with a knife in my hand.”
The Crows as Types of Tea
The "Can I get anyone some tea" scene has me on a brainrot. So here's the kind of tea I think everyone would be
Kaz: Black Tea (on the outside. he's probably more of a fruit tea secretly)
Inej: Chai Tea, Sweet and comforting but packs a kick
Matthias: Chamomile (you know I'm right)
Nina: Apple Cinnamon, comforting and healing but strong
Jesper: Blue butterfly pea tea, it's flashy like him
Wylan: Lemon Honey Ginger Tea, gentle and sunshiny but secretly aggressive
One minute he made her blush and the next he made her want to commit murder.
jesper fahey moodboard for @thereagles
“Well, we’ve managed to get ourselves locked into the most secure prison in the world. We’re either geniuses or the dumbest sons of bitches to ever breathe air.”
happy birthday, rowan!
jesper and wylan aesthetic
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Six of crows : Inej Ghafa
“You still may die in the Dregs.“
Inej’s dark eyes had glinted. "I may. But I’ll die on my feet with a knife in my hand.”
wylan van sunshine // the wayward son
"music. numbers. equations. they're not like words. they...they don't get mixed up."
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