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akamikazae · 2 years
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Your most recent drawing of Akami, Kakashi and Sasuke is so cute! Love Akami’s outfit!! She looks great in the hues of the Sharingan
Out of curiosity, do Akami’s eyes glow in the dark? As far as I am aware, most reptiles don’t have tapetum lucidum so I assume she would not but I am very curious about her snake resembling ocular design! (I can’t help but say again I love Akami’s design)
Also since she has vertical pupils would they expand (atleast slightly more) in the dark, or perhaps depending her emotional state?
I am by no means an animal expert nor any form of expert in this context XD just an admirer for all the effort and talent you gifted us with!
Thank you for sharing your work with us! It brightens my day :)
Oh my gosh, thank you so much! <33 I just love her complexion in red!! And maybe to match a certain someones vibrant red eye lol I always thought snakes were cool from like an aesthetic pov. But when I made Akami I dug more into them, because I love an excuse to do research, so my very long-winded answer is under the cut
I don’t think they necessarily glow, they way a gators would. Snakes' level of vision varies species to species, and when they tend to hunt, snakes that hunt at night have a little lens that will let more UV light in so they can see better in the dark/low-lighting. I like to think that Akami has that lil lens, so it would probably pick up light a bit better than a human eye would in the dark, so because of that I do try to make em' shine a bit when I draw/write about them. So no lol.
But also it depended who you’d ask . If you asked Kakashi or Sasuke or Gai they’d tell you they were the most beautiful pair of glimmering eyes you'd ever seen . If you asked someone like Tenzo or Genma they’d say her, and her eyes were kinda creepy lol
Orochimaru’s eyes are a bit more of a yellow/green compared to Akami’s, hers are a bit warmer, because her mother's eyes were a soft brown. But I like to think that they do shift colors a bit depending on her mood/mental state. 
There's a type of snake called a ‘mock viper’ that will typically have a more rounded, fuller pupil but when it feels threathened the pupil contracts to become more slitted and scare off predators. So Akami’s pupils would react similarly. Though hers are slitted all the time—if she was very angry, upset, feels threatened they contract like a sharp razor straight line.  And on the other hand if Sasuke were to do something very cute and sweet I imagine they’ll expand and fill out a bit more too--because she loves that lil baby with all her heart. 
But mainly they look a lil glowy because I just think they’re neat! And with all the fancy dojutsu in naruto I thought it would be cool that she had fun eyes—even though theres no real power behind them.
thank you thank you for your very kind ask---I could ramble about my Kami all day lol! it is very sweet of you to say, and I am honored my lil doodles can brighten anyone's day<33 --you give me far too much credit my sweet anon
take care !
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hajihiko · 1 year
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I interpret Kaz's relationship with his dad a little differently from that one convo. He says something like 'he knew better than anyone that we didn't have the money' and I took that as his dad wanted him to go and have fun like a normal kid and not worry about the money. Of course, I don't justify physical discipline and it is abuse, even if the parent is well intentioned. I think that Kaz does love his dad and they're relationship might be more complicated. But you know that's just one of the many things he needs to work out in therapy.
(Again this is just my interpretation and I'm not saying yours is wrong. I do love the art.)
Just gonna use this as a little jumping point to talk about this bc why not, warnings for obviously sensitive topics
I dont think you're wrong, I actually probably agree, but one thing;
It's not uncommon for public perception to weigh more than actual actions or intent. In the example given, I see it like so; yeah, Souda sr. wanted his son to go on a field trip that they couldn't really afford. Yeah, Kaz wanted to help the household by not going on the trip and saving the money. Both have good intent here. It's not about that, though, because in Souda sr.'s eyes, refusing to go on the trip is like admitting that they're poor, which is like saying the father can't provide for his family, which is like public humiliation- in his eyes. In a fit of rage (and insecurity, if it's something that's already weighing on his mind, as these things often go) the assumption isnt that his son was trying to help, just that he did something that makes the father look bad. Which is a bigger trigger than most things, often, for patriarchal authority figures.
And it not an excuse for physical harm, no, nothing is. Probably, Souda sr. knows that, and didn't mean to snap- doesnt think he committed an act of child abuse- but he's been under a lot of stress, and his son was talking back, and, well.
I think they do usually get along alright, and Souda sr. does his best to provide for himself and his son and keep their relationship good, and Kazuichi is genuinely grateful for everything his dad's done for him? But in the end, it's another person Kazuichi trusted teaching him the lesson that people will let him down and hurt him, in some way at some point. If your parent whom you trust has made you genuinely afraid of them, it's hard to come back from it, and someone as anxious and emotionally sensitive as Kazuichi will hold onto that forever, probably, even as he might internalized some of it as his own fault.
It's a lot more complicated than just "bad father, sad son" (but again, not excusable, you don't hit your kids period). It's father and son who love each other and might be the only family they both have, but they clash horribly on occasion, make up (or don't talk about it at all), things die down, stay good for a while, then there's another clash- so it goes, even if the bad times are only occasional. The biggest Thing about these kind of relationships, to me, is that it's so easy to fall into a routine and let things stagnate, and before you know it, it's just How Things Are and it's easier to just deal than start rocking the boat.
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professorllayton · 2 years
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this is the closest anthony lockwood will ever come to being similar to kaz brekker
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73647e · 1 year
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21, 25, 27 for the fic asks!
21. Have you ever deleted an entire scene after spending hours laboring over it? If so, why?
yes and it pains me to think about the amount of writing that's gone because of that. usually I did that because of it not fitting in with the rest of the story, or me thinking it was off, or self esteem, or a gazillion other reasons. however, I take the advice of killing your darlings (or babies as my history teacher loves to say) and I don't spend too much time grieving
25. Have you ever upset yourself with your own writing?
yes, but not because of the actual content. it used to happen a lot because of the perceived quality of my writing. I used to read my shit back and absolutely fucking hate how it sounded, stylistically and tonally. I now realize this was because I was 14 years old and had ages of writing development to go through. I still have development to go through, and things to learn of course, but at least I don't actually hate my writing to the point of literally deleting it off the face of the earth. I'm generally quite proud of it, and im able to have an emotional reaction, alongside a logical one. I love maturing!
27. Is there a fic you were nervous to post/share? Why?
every single one man 😭. I don't even know why. I think Fear just gets to me about everything that isn't directly in my control sometimes!
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freddycartr · 1 year
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friendly fucking reminder when both kanej were close to death, they thought of each other. 
“her vision was blurring, but she could make out a pale, shiny scar on kaz’s neck, right beneath his jaw. she remembered the first time she’d seen him at the menagerie. he paid tante heleen for information—stock tips, political pillow talk, anything the menagerie’s clients blabbed about when drunk or giddy on bliss. he never visited heleen’s girls, though plenty would have been happy to take him up to their rooms. they claimed he gave them the shivers, that his hands were permanently stained with blood beneath those black gloves, but she had recognized an eagerness in their voices and the way they watched him with their eyes.
one night, as he’d passed her in the parlor, she’d done a foolish thing, a reckless thing. i can help you, she’d whispered. he’d glanced at her, the proceeded on his way as if she’d said nothing at all. the next morning, she’d been called to tante heleen’s parlor. she’d been sure another beating was coming or worse, but instead, kaz brekker had been standing there, leaning on his crowhead cane, waiting to change her life.” 
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“survive. survive. survive. it was the way he’d lived his life, moment to moment, breath to breath, since that terrible morning when he’d woken up to find that jordie was still dead and he was still very much alive. he thought of inej’s hand on his cheek. his mind had gone jagged at the sensation, a riot of confusion. it had been terror and disgust and—in all of that clamor—desire, a wish that lingered still, the hope that she would touch him again.”
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“the first time he’d seen inej at the menagerie, in purple silk, her eyes lined with kohl. the bone-handled knife he had given her.”
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“you shouldn’t make friends with crows.
why not?
he’d looked up from his desk to answer, but whatever he’d been about to say had vanished on his tongue.
the sun was out for once, and inej had turned her face to it. her eyes were shut, her oil-black lashes fanned over her cheeks. the harbor wind had lifted her dark hair, and for a moment kaz was a boy again, sure that there was magic in this world.
why not? she’d repeated, eyes still closed.
he said the first thing that popped into his head. they don’t have any manners.
neither do you, kaz. she’d laughed, and if he could have bottled the sound and got drunk on it every night, he would have. it terrified him.”
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“but all he could think of was inej. she had to live. she had to have made it out of the ice court. and if she hadn’t, then he had to live to rescue her. he needed to tell her...what? that she was lovely and brave and better than anything he deserved. that he was twisted, crooked, wrong, but not so broken that he couldn't pull himself together into some semblance of a man for her. that without meaning to, he'd begun to lean on her, to look for her, to need her near. he needed to thank her for his new hat.”
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ronianimagus · 2 years
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In the Menagerie (В зверинце)
"Six of Crows" - illustration for the book
"Шестёрка воронов" - иллюстрация к книге
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"...She tried. Her vision was blurring, but she could make out a pale, shiny scar on Kaz’s neck, right beneath his jaw. She remembered the first time she’d seen him at the Menagerie. He paid Tante Heleen for information – stock tips, political pillow talk, anything the Menagerie’s clients blabbed about when drunk or giddy on bliss. He never visited Heleen’s girls, though plenty would have been happy to take him up to their rooms. They claimed he gave them the shivers, that his hands were permanently stained with blood beneath those black gloves, but she’d recognised the eagerness in their voices and the way they tracked him with their eyes. One night, as he’d passed her in the parlour, she’d done a foolish thing, a reckless thing. “I can help you,” she’d whispered. He’d glanced at her, then proceeded on his way as if she’d said nothing at all. The next morning, she’d been called to Tante Heleen’s parlour. She’d been sure another beating was coming or worse, but instead Kaz Brekker had been standing there, leaning on his crow-head cane, waiting to change her life." Leigh Bardugo "Six of crows"
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anthony-sharma · 1 year
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Six of Crows Reread - Ch. 12
Now another Inej chapter!
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Chapter 12: Inej
“The view from above was disturbing. The Dregs were outnumbered, and there were men working their way around their left and right flanks. Kaz had been right to keep their real point of departure a secret from the others. Someone had talked. Inej had tried to keep tabs on the team, but someone else in the gang could have been snooping. Kaz had said it himself: Everything in Ketterdam leaked, including the Slat and the Crow Club.”
Yeah, unfortunately for Inej, it was one person from their own team who leaked information...
“The cargo containers were stacked like a pyramid here. If she could make it up just one, she could hide herself on the first level. Just one. She could climb or she could stand there and die.
She willed her mind to clarity and hopped up, fingertips latching onto the top of the crate. Climb, Inej. She dragged herself over the edge onto the tin roof of the container.”
Damn, my girl’s willpower is certainly something! It would be so easy to just lie there and let herself die. Of course, Kaz wouldn’t let her just die, but you get the point. 
“Just one more. But she couldn’t. Couldn’t push to her knees, couldn’t reach, couldn’t even roll. It hurt too much. Climb, Inej.
“I can’t, Papa,” she whispered. Even now she hated to disappoint him.”
I love how present her parents are to her, even though she hasn’t seen them in quite a while. They’re still present in the decisions she makes and in how she decides to conduct herself in the books. I think it’s also part of the reason why she sticks to her ideals so strongly.
“The rasp of stone on stone. Her eyes flew open. Kaz.”
He bundled her into his arms and leaped down from the crates, landing roughly, his bad leg buckling.”
I’ve seen in fics and I think maybe in headcanons too that the “raspiness” of Kaz’s voice is a sideeffect from the pox that he and Jordie suffered as a child, but I don’t remember if that is ever confirmed in canon or if that’s just something the fans came up with. If any of you guys know, please, drop a comment about it. 
But also...OMG, he bundles her into his arms? Like, I know this is a life or death kind of situation but still? Inej being so tiny and being bundled into Kaz’s arms? I’m screaming!!?
“I don’t want to die.”
“I’ll do my best to make other arrangements for you.”
She closed her eyes.
“Keep talking, Wraith. Don’t slip away from me.”
“But it’s what I do best.”
He clutched her tighter. “Just make it to the schooner. Open your damn eyes, Inej.”
She tried. Her vision was blurring, but she could make out a pale, shiny scar on Kaz’s neck, right beneath his jaw. She remembered the first time she’d seen him at the Menagerie. He paid Tante Heleen for information – stock tips, political pillow talk, anything the Menagerie’s clients blabbed about when drunk or giddy on bliss. He never visited Heleen’s girls, though plenty would have been happy to take him up to their rooms. They claimed he gave them the shivers, that his hands were permanently stained with blood beneath those black gloves, but she’d recognised the eagerness in their voices and the way they tracked him with their eyes.”
Omg, I know we get his POV later in the book about how he felt in this moment, but I can just imagine him carrying Inej to the boat and being so freaking terrified that he’s gonna lose her because of Jesper that, although I do not condone how he treats Jesper later on, I definitely understand where he’s coming from. 
Also, can we just appreciate how people in the Menagerie (but I am sure not only them) have the hots for Kaz Brekker? Like, we get throughout the books remarks about his haircut from Nina and about how he’s a “demon” from Matthias, but really, he just seems to be a good-looking 17 year old who a lot of people have the hots for. 
“Talk to me, Wraith.”
“You came back for me.”
“I protect my investments.”
Investments. “I’m glad I’m bleeding all over your shirt.”
Oh Kaz, not the investment thing again! Of course, the poor guy is so emotionally constipated that he’s not capable to admit his feelings for her, but daaamn, that’s cold. But also, I appreciate how Inej is in the verge of dying and can still manage to be sassy with still sasses Kaz. 
On another note, there’s this tiny thing here that reinforces what the book mentions later, where it says that Inej is always trying to salvage little pieces of humanity from Kaz and making him seen decent. By saying “you came back for me”, it’s almost like a “you care enough about me to come back” and then he’s like “Nah, you’re an investment” and it’s like damn it, Kaz! You can stop being an asshole for a second. That’s allowed, you know?
Anyway, that’s it for chapter 12. Next up, we get into Kaz’s thoughts once more!
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doorsclosingslowly · 2 years
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Time After Time: could you talk a bit about "Perhaps the World Will End at the Kitchen Table", before the fic starts? How do Kaz and Inej work through the original betrayal (and/or when do they realize they want to bring Jesper home?)
Thank you for asking about my unnecessarily elaborate backstory!! In general I want my modern AUs to echo canon, and the “betrayal” is adapting Jesper’s accidental blabbing about the Ice Court heist.
So, setting the scene. The trio, pre-“betrayal”, were like moderately radical squatters similarly to most of my other modern AUs. Similar backstories too (though it’s just the three of them), so Jesper was a really bright middle class kid who went to uni very early and then got fucked hard by no support for undiagnosed ADHD and addiction, Inej went on scholarship to a sports boarding school, was sexually abused and ran away, and when Kaz’s big brother died in foster care he just *could not* anymore, and after some time unhoused and some time in Haskell’s gang meets Jesper and then he meets Inej. Inej actually cares about justice for everyone and is the driver for everyone getting involved in environmentalist activism.
The thing about even nonviolent environmentalist activism is that there’s a *lot* of cruel, immoral state surveillance. Undercover cops have had children with women who they lied to for the entire duration of year-long relationships. (https://www.theguardian.com/uk/2012/jan/20/undercover-police-children-activists). And that is basically what happens. 19-yo Jesper meets a woman called Angela at a protest and they hit it off. Kaz hates her from the start, but everyone just thinks that’s down to jealousy. Maybe Kaz doesn’t want his friends to lead lives that don’t involve him. Kaz actually holds back from doing anything about her *because* he’s jealous, and he’s in love with Inej and turned Jesper down years ago because he was scared and he’s not *meant to* still be hung up on Jesper. And Jesper does love Angela, and anyway, her politics are solid, she’s in the same circles of squatters and part-time crooks and activists.
Protests don’t do much, though. Carbon emissions are still going up. Climate disasters are getting worse. So what do you do? What Inej moves towards as a tactic is property destruction. And because her and Kaz are over-achievers, their ideas both escalate to power plants and pipelines real quickly and they are meticulous, workable, something the police decide they need to stop NOW. They have the evidence of that plot. They have the location of Kaz and Inej.
Angela actually tries to keep Jesper out of it. That’s why she ties him up. She cares about him, she just isn’t able to look beyond her own perspective and see that she’s committing rape by deception, using Jesper to attack his best friends and that she is traumatizing him for the rest of his life.
Kaz isn’t where he was supposed to be for the police raid, though. He loaned Jesper a book, impulsively decided he needed it right now, picked the locked door of Jesper’s room—and then he sees Jesper naked and tied up and gagged and absolutely panicking, cuts him loose because of course and he’s already mentally murdering Angela when Jesper tells him she’s a cop. So they’re off desperately trying to find Inej, and they do. She’s already handcuffed, as are a few more of their friends, with one cop to guard them while the others sweep the squatted house. Kaz drives the knife he's still holding into that cop’s neck.
They’re running ever since.
And they have lost all trust in a state that utterly betrayed them.
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The fact that Jesper thinks of what happened as “the betrayal” is down to his issues more than the truth. *He* put his friends in danger. *He* should have known. *He* didn’t. *He* was too careless, too blind, just inattentive reckless stupid Jesper all over again and so he keeps picking through every single thing he does ever for mistakes. Because Jesper should have known, right? He got kicked out of uni for being stupid. That should have taught him, and it fucking didn’t because he’s not even that decent a person and so he destroyed his friends too. He never tells anybody about these thoughts because he figures, he got more than he deserved by getting to stay in their lives. None of his self-hatred is news. It’s just obvious fact, and Inej and Kaz already know.
Kaz blows up at Jesper, right after it happens, when they’re all three terrified and grieving the safety they didn’t even know they used to believe in. Jesper was closest to Angela, he should have noticed something, anything, Inej tried to jump to her death and was wrestled to the floor by the cops! But he does know it wasn’t a betrayal. The safety precautions he does take afterwards and that he keeps reminding Jesper specifically about aren’t, to Kaz, because of the “betrayal” but because their situation fundamentally changed now they’re wanted murder and accessories and because Jesper does talk too much when drunk or on accident, it’s just a thing that he’s careless sometimes, and Kaz is helping by reminding him.
Inej is horrified knowing that Angela was a cop and using Jesper. To know the state greenlit rape by deception against her friend and it happened under her nose for a year—fuck, she’s angry, and she hasn’t yet learned the Jesper part of what happened, the gagged and terrified for his friends part. Kaz doesn’t talk about that. Jesper doesn’t.
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Kaz and Inej were in love before the cops attacked, and they just kept dancing around each other afterwards, coming closer, closer, closer. To them, at first, the intra-trio relationship didn’t actually change in any unexpected ways and they would both have been horrified to know Jesper increasingly sees himself as a superfluous add-on. When you’re basically honeymooning, the fact that someone’s giving you space isn’t that weird, and besides Jesper just had the traumatic-est breakup, he probably needs time to process it.
Neither of them actually knows how Jesper is parsing this whole situation. They think they’re all fine.
They just think—Jesper just did an actual infiltration job, pretending to work for Kirigan to get him out of office, and it’s the first time they’ve been apart from Jesper this long in years. It’s much easier to notice how much you miss someone when they’re away. Life is dangerous. Life is short. And so Kaz and Inej talked about how weird it was to just be the two of them, how like a missing limb, and when Inej noticed that Kaz was weighing his words oddly she told him, “It’s okay. I already know.” and also gently mocked him for hypocrisy because Inej and Jes and Kaz and former friends had *discussions* about marriage as coercive tools of patriarchy and free love and relationship anarchy and all that jazz and they were all very serious and radical about it but here Kaz is, not daring to look at her because he wants Jesper as well. “Just ask him. If you don’t at noon tomorrow, Kaz, then I will. For you.” And then she kisses him.
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sleepless-crows · 2 years
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We all know this scene. And it's long. Do I tend to make practical decisions? Only half the time and this isn't part of that half. I love Kanej too much
Six of Crows by Leigh Bardugo
Just one more. But she couldn't. Couldn't push to her knees, couldn't reach, couldn't even roll. It hurt too much. Climb, Inej.
"I can't, Papa," she whispered. Even now she hated to disappoint him.
Move, she told herself. This is a stupid place to die. And yet a voice in her head said there were worse places. She would die here, in freedom, beneath the beginnings of dawn. She'd die after a worthy fight, not because some man had tired of her or required more from her than she could give.
Better to die here by her own blade than with her face painted and her body swathed in false silks.
A hand seized her ankle. They'd climbed the crates. Why hadn't she heard them? Was she that far gone? They had her. Someone was turning her onto her back.
She slid the dagger from the sheath at her wrist. In the Barrel, a blade this sharp was known as kind steel. It meant a quick death. Better that than torture at the mercy of the Black Tips or the Razorgulls.
May the Saints receive me. She pressed the tip beneath her breast, between her ribs, an arrow to her heart. Then a hand gripped her wrist painfully, forcing her to drop the blade.
"Not just yet, Inej."
The rasp of stone on stone. Her eyes flew open. Kaz.
He bundled her into his arms and leaped down from the crates, landing roughly, his bad leg buckling.
She moaned as they hit the ground.
"Did we win?"
"I'm here, aren't I?"
He must be running. Her body jounced painfully against his chest with every lurching step. He needed his cane.
"I don't want to die."
"I'll do my best to make other arrangements for you."
She closed her eyes.
"Keep talking, Wraith. Don't slip away from me."
"But it's what I do best."
He clutched her tighter. "Just make it to the schooner. Open your damn eyes, Inej."
She tried. Her vision was blurring, but she could make out a pale, shiny scar on Kaz's neck, right beneath his jaw. She remembered the first time she'd seen him at the Menagerie. He paid Tante Heleen for information—stock tips, political pillow talk, anything the Menagerie's clients blabbed about when drunk or giddy on bliss. He never visited Heleen's girls, though plenty would have been happy to take him up to their rooms. They claimed he gave them the shivers, that his hands were permanently stained with blood beneath those black gloves, but she'd recognised the eagerness in their voices and the way they tracked him with their eyes.
One night, as he'd passed her in the parlour, she'd done a foolish thing, a reckless thing. "I can help you," she'd whispered. He'd glanced at her, then proceeded on his way as if she'd said nothing at all. The next morning, she'd been called to Tante Heleen's parlour. She'd been sure another beating was coming or worse, but instead Kaz Brekker had been standing there, leaning on his crow-head cane, waiting to change her life.
"I can help you," she said now.
"Help me with what?"
She couldn't remember. There was something she was supposed to tell him. It didn't matter any more.
"Talk to me, Wraith."
"You came back for me."
"I protect my investments."
Investments. "I'm glad I'm bleeding all over your shirt."
"I'll put it on your tab."
Now she remembered. He owed her an apology. "Say you're sorry."
"For what?"
"Just say it."
She didn't hear his reply. The world had grown very dark indeed.
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akamikazae · 2 years
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I have been procrastinating writing this one scene for like 12 days now, and its a cute scene!...or at least it would be if I had more than 2 sentences
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juniebgroans · 3 years
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So I finished Shadow and Bone this morning and as someone who never read the Grisha trilogy but did read Six of Crows, I really enjoyed the whole thing. My thoughts.....
I will say I was a bit more jaded/eye-roll-y towards the Alina storyline stuff because it's just the "But papa I canNOT be the chosen one, I'm merely a quiet mousy little girl!" bit that is prevalent in a lot of YA and I've seen it before and it's boring. The general dude with the darkness power turning out to be evil AFTER he'd been portrayed as the sexy, magical, mature love interest was a nice twist...like I saw it coming but it was very well done.
The Matthais/Nina storyline was quite good and fairly accurate from what I remember but I'm sure that since it's in a more readily available format for everyone to watch, there's going to be a ton of Stockholm Syndrome discourse and I will block you if you even have an inkling of a serious opinion about a Young Adult fantasy series. They are dumb movies and books for dumb babies.
Now the baby crows prequel though. Jesus fuck it was good and it really captured why I enjoyed Six of Crows as an adult in a way that I rarely enjoy YA fiction - it was accurate. Rather than being a "coming of age" story like Alina's, or a lot of fantasy YA where the hero's journey is often a metaphor for growing up and finding your place in the world...SoC is a story about young adults (even if they're in their late teens, they are closer to adulthood than a lot of YA main characters because they've already had their "coming of age" bit - they've lost most of their innocence and have already discovered their talents/powers) who have had some luck at the whole "being mature" bit and are ready to take on more of the world. So they have resources, plans and don't have the same emotional turmoil about violence and fighting and lying and cheating....we don't have to wait for them to "grow up" so that we can relate to their journey. We get to see what happens after the coming of age, which is very satisfying to me - someone in their 20s, whose coming of age as almost a decade ago. But it's done really well in both the book and show because it could be easy to just make them mini adults at that point but Kaz's unfettered rage, Inej's attempts to carve a family for herself in Kaz and Jesper, and Jesper's flirtations and distractions are all really valid emotions for late teenagers/early 20 somethings. It's just really well done for YA fantasy and I'm impressed.
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professorllayton · 3 years
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i do not like kaz in sab ill be totally honest <333 
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silverfrostheart · 4 years
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A kaz with a dorky shirt and his hair down. Tried to draw his cybernetic arm but it looks weird x,D
Zak has a matching shirt btw xD I imagine Doc got them for the boys as a birthday gift (they celebrate on the same day of course)
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magic-owl · 6 years
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Ok so I just watched the 1st three eps of Star Wars Resistance (don’t worry no spoilers) and all my reservations are GONE like it’s not really like a typical Star Wars show, but that’s fine cuz omg Kaz is an absolute disaster and I LOVE HIM he’s such a sweetie and trying so hard and agh bby!!!! I want to proTECT HIM DANGIT HE DESERVES THE WORLD. Neeku (?) is a cinnamon roll who I also approve of and want to Protect, Tam is snarky and full of sass and I love her.
Surprise surprise Yeager is my fave purely cuz he falls right into the “secretive angsty older mentor” slot that I love (hmm well let’s see if this one stays alive, Mr. Filoni, what no I’m not still bitter about Kanan (yes I am)). It looks like he keeps to himself as part of his character because we actually haven’t seen all that much of him (it is the 3rd episode Owl c’mon cool it) but he seems to have history, which I’m eager to poke into.
The Colossus is such a colorful and interesting backdrop, I’m excited to see how they plan to work a constant setting with all the planet-hopping both the prior animated shows and all the movies do (you can argue that Coruscant and Lothal are constant planets for TCW and Rebels respectively, but the characters seem to spend just as much time off them as they do on them, which doesn’t seem to be the case for Resistance).
Anyways, the three eps so far do exactly what they’re meant to do in establishing character for Kaz, Rebels did the same thing for all y’all complainers, and the lack of major fighting/violence is probably because IT’S A KIDS SHOW YA WHINY BABIES there’s no Jedi (*pouts*) to be angsty danger magnets! Excited to see more!!!!!
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uniiico · 6 years
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i am SICK and TIRED of sad angsty metal gear fics where is my bobs burgers au
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lonelyhooves · 3 years
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