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if the voices in ur head say " kaz and wylan are narrative foils , kaz is not a father figure to wylan " listen to them !!
NO im tired of staying quiet about them, Kaz Brekker and Wylan Van Eck are so special to me, their relationship is so special to me. kaz is NOT a father figure (i pity the child who one day does have kaz as a father) , but at the same time, wylan does not see him as that. even if kaz was trying to act as a father, thats not what wylan sees. wylan looks at kaz and sees what could happen to him. he IS kaz. they are foils for one another, they are both those sad penniless boys who sit alone on the dirty streets of the barrel praying for salvation only to find out they they have to be their own salvation. kaz says he takes wylan under dreg's protection because he's a Van Eck, he's hostage. and you know what? he did. it wasn't divine intervention or kaz brekker having a heart for the first time in ten years, it was a ploy to make him richer. he finds out about wy's disability and he shrugs, he only cares that he no longer has a hostage to ensure he gets what he needs from van eck.
You can be a mentor without being a father.
does wylan look up to kaz? yes. he survived. no matter what ketterdam threw at kaz, he kept living. THAT is what wylan admires. wylan never wanted to be a big bad crime boss like kaz, he doesn't want a life of crime forever. he is terrified of falling too deep into the crime world of ketterdam. he tells jes that he doesn't want this forever. all wylan wants is to keep living, to know he's gonna see tomorrow. kaz provides a promise of tomorrow.
ok im done now thank you for reading this word vomit
"how can a man be so scorned by the moon, yet so beloved by the stars,"

moony doodle !! click for better quality !!
when liam said "you'd be my favorite character in a book" and "i'd plant cucumbers just 4 you dude" and "you got this silly vibe to you that all my favs have (ur insane /pos)" and "same font but one of us is bold and one of us is italicized" and "IF NOT HERE WE WOULD HAVE FOUND OUR WAY TO EACH OTHER EVENTUALLY" and "oh to consume your flesh (i want to make u a friendship bracelet)" and-
( @kcbutontblr )
"Science and religion are the same" wrong
"science and religion are fundamental opposites" wrong
"science and religion have an extraordinarily complex relationship that can be represented by some sort of weird lesbian knife-fight hatefuck type situation" yeah maybe
one of the things that i LOVE about the deleted scene we got today is yeah, we talk about kaz and inej all the time, but what about inej and jesper. for as long as inej has been a crow, jesper has stuck by her side, tried to be that little bit of light she needs in the dark, terrifying streets of ketterdam. inej lost everything: her brother, her parents, any sort of order that the choas of her life had. jes was the friend she needed. he wasnt a man who wanted her, wanted to touch her. he wasn't someone who wanted to use her, who thought she was only valuable when she was useful. he just, liked hanging out with her. he liked when he could get her to smile after a long day or when she would add a little humanity to one of the plans. and inej liked jesper, too! she liked being able to make someone smile by just entering a room, she liked not having to work to be loved. she liked remembering what having a brother was like.
If we’re being honest, most of us study our favourite character less like an entomologist studies a bug and more like an astronomer studies a distant star: drawing complicated inferences from extremely limited data, then getting tetchy about it when somebody else draws incompatible but equally well-supported inferences from the same data because it’s the fucking principle of the thing.

diy prints inspired by @sweatermuppet

The Lost Arabs, Omar Sakr
draw your babygirl like this

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At least we are together in my dreams…










ISN'T IT JUST SO PRETTY TO THINK , ALL ALONG THERE WAS AN INVISIBLE STRING TYING YOU TO ME ꒱﹕✧˖˚
“body horror” not to me. Not if it’s you
extra large shirt that says I LOVE CODEPENDENCY and when you take another look at it you notice that it has two head holes

image of me politely not engaging with an interpretation of a character from my shows which i do not agree with and find to be in slightly poor taste
the reason i love the comparison between angels and machines (robots, transmission towers, trains, computers, etc.) is that it gets to the heart of what angels essentially are: divine machines. they're mechanisms through with the divine is able to act, created with a purpose and "happy" to fill it simply because they were made to do so. they have more in common with a machine programmed to run on algorithms and make calculations based on input commands than they do with humanity, even if they bear a human visage - an attempt by the divine to help bridge the gap. angels do not need to be eldritch monstrosities to be terrifying, because they are already alien to us simply by being angels. for an angel to choose to deviate from their purpose and achieve free will is to fall because in order to have free will they can no longer be an angel, because an angel is defined by its purpose. much like the stories we tell of robots that gain sentence, only to discover that they can never truly be human, but neither can they go back to being a machine, angels who fall become something else entirely, purposeless and adrift and alone. it is a tragic sacrifice.