Spilled

spilled

back on my bs because i’m sorry 😭😭 the mental image of the crows encountering the nichevo’ya is so funny 😭

JUST LOOK AT THEIR FACES they’re like: this isn’t our book. we don’t fuck with this. kaz doesn’t have a plan for this.

look at kaz. kaz says run for the hills. they’re praying to inej’s saints

maybe if there’s a tank lying around they’ll try to ram the giant shadow monsters to death with it. they don’t know. this isn’t a heist. what are they supposed to do with this

[ID: A page of a play. It reads as follows, "Theseus: Stop. Give me your hand. I am your friend. / Herakles: I fear to stain your clothes with blood. / Theseus: Stain them, I don't care." End text.]

Herakles - Euripides (Tr. Anne Carson)

i literally am unfit for human relationships but im being so brave about it