Leigh Bardugo's Blog, page 285
March 17, 2016
lisa-lostinlit:
Catching up on a few tags today with these...
Catching up on a few tags today with these gorgeous beauties!! Seriously, how gorgeous are all of @lbardugo’s books?!?!
anythingtomakeyoustay:
warriorqueenofsarcasm:
Inside page of...
Inside page of my new sketchbook! #sketch #sketchbook #sketches #character #characterdesign #charactersheet #characterconcept #personalwork #doodle #doodles #pencil #pencilillustration #pencildrawing #drawing #originalconcept #velanadesigns
the way you design armor and crowns might be my favorite
Wow. Love this.
buttermybooks:
Edgar wants to know if he can join The...
Edgar wants to know if he can join The Dregs..
He is definitely working the SoC aesthetic ;))))))
March 16, 2016
lucecarlyledraws:
I started reading the Grisha trilogy...
I started reading the Grisha trilogy yesterday and I’m already on the second book idk what happened…
I like the idea of Alina in a black kafta fight me…
arkvdy:
// S E X T U S C O R V I D U S
six mixes for the six...
// S E X T U S C O R V I D U S
six mixes for the six crow children whom i love already.
// K A Z; TO CROWN MY THOUGHTS WITH ACTS
↳ [T R A C K L I S T] // [L I S T E N]
// I N E J; WITH SUCH A SUFFERING, SUCH A DEADLY LIFE
↳ [T R A C K L I S T] // [L I S T E N]
// J E S P E R; ODD QUIRKS AND REMNANTS OF WIT
↳ [T R A C K L I S T] // [L I S T E N]
// N I N A; I MUST LOVE A LOATHED ENEMY
↳ [T R A C K L I S T] // [L I S T E N]
// M A T T H I A S; THE NATIVE HUE OF RESOLUTION
↳ [T R A C K L I S T] // [L I S T E N]
// W Y L A N; FROM THE SMOKE TO THE SMOTHER
↳ [T R A C K L I S T] // [L I S T E N]
!!!!!! All in one place. So lovely
tsuyuni:
‘Sure, I’m skinny,’ he said as they hurried back...
‘Sure, I’m skinny,’ he said as they hurried back through the stables, ‘but I stay drier in the rain.’
‘How?’
‘Less falls on me.’
Awww I’m so glad to see this quote!!
neitherheavenorhell:
No one knew his name to curse or extol, so...
No one knew his name to curse or extol, so I spoke it softly, beneath my breath.
“Aleksander,” I whispered. A boy’s name, given up. Almost forgotten.
