This is the pose practice piece that turned into a drawing dedicated to Fanny that made me realize I liked her this morning. Yeaaaaaah Rouge is responsible for like half my bae list now XD Anyway, Fanny and Oswald belong to Disney, no idea who Brute belongs to and BABTQFTIM belongs to @thebbros
Leigh Bardugo is such a genius for including the Comedie Brute in Crooked Kingdom. Not only does it provide the Dregs with a viable way to pull off Kaz's plan, but it also adds elements of confusion, heightened tension, and a sense of near-surrealism to the escape scene. But its real mastery comes from the fact that it serves as not only a plot device, but also a tool for world building. By introducing the reader to this very specific and colorful aspect of Ketterdam culture, Leigh is able to reveal and comment upon the various driving forces behind city that could create a boy like Kaz, especially Ketterdam's highly competitive and dishonest economy, and obsession with deceit and duplicity. I hope that Leigh writes more about the Comedie Brute in future grishaverse novels, because I would love to read about the play in its entirety, or about its origins, popularity, and fiction in Ketterdam society.
i like when i read more unknown-ish books because they deserve love too but i don’t like when you finish reading and you go on tumblr like “ok i’ve finished it where’s the fandom” and then you’re like oh crap, right, i am the fandom
West Stave was in chaos. Mister Crimsons were everywhere, fifty, sixty, seventy of them in red masks and cloaks, tossing coins into the air as tourists and locals alike pushed and shoved, laughing and shouting, crawling on hands and knees, completely oblivious to the stadwatch officers trying to get past them.
“Mother, Father, pay the rent!” shouted a crowd of girls from the doorway of the Blue Iris.
“I can’t, my dear, the money’s spent!” the Mister Crimsons chorused back, and tossed another cloud of coins into the air, sending the crowd into freshly delirious shrieks of joy.
Yui: … … … … Laito: Hey, Bitch-chan. Open your eyes. I’ve told you many times, haven’t I? Yui: … … … … Laito: Your body is very cold. Don’t sleep in a place like this[They are at the church], let’s get a warm blanket. Yui: … … … … Laito: Right now… … Hey…! Hey! Hey!!! Laito: I said hey! Hey! Hey!! HEY, HEY, HEY!!!! Hey— Laito: No matter your appariencie… hey… Laito: My Bitch-chan… … … … … … Laito: U..ugg… UwaaAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!