Leigh Bardugo's Blog, page 95
April 19, 2017
mikkelsenmads:
"You are my favourite person in the...
"You are my favourite person in the world"
I don’t know what this is but I want to know.
richeybeckett:
Crop of the second of two new prints available...
Crop of the second of two new prints available exclusively at @fullbleedexhibition this weekend. Masterfully silk-screen printed by @brlsq in five colours (including metallic gold) on French Kraft-tone. Strictly limited to only 75, signed and numbered. ✨
#richeybeckett #fullbleedexhibition #roadburn2017
ohbrekker:
“He’d broken his leg dropping down from the rooftop....
“He’d broken his leg dropping down from the rooftop. The bone didn’t set right, and he’d limped ever after. So he’d found himself a Fabrikator and had his cane made. It became a declaration. There was no part of him that was not broken, that had not healed wrong, and there was no part of him that was not stronger for having been broken.”
April 17, 2017
aherondales:
“I want you to stay. I want you to … I want you.”...
“I want you to stay. I want you to … I want you.” “You want me.” She turned the words over.
Gently, she squeezed his hand. “And how will you have me, Kaz?” He looked at her then, eyes fierce, mouth set.
It was the face he wore when he was fighting. “How will you have me?” she repeated. “Fully clothed, gloves on, your head turned away so our lips can never touch?”
He released her hand, his shoulders bunching, his gaze angry and ashamed as he turned his face to the sea.
Maybe it was because his back was to her that she could finally speak the words. “I will have you without armor, Kaz Brekker. Or I will not have you at all.”
highfaerys:
m a t t h i a s helvar & n i n a zenik
If...
m a t t h i a s helvar & n i n a zenik
If Matthias could be kissing Nina, feeling her nip at his lip with her clever teeth, feel her body fitted against his own, hear her release that little sigh in the back of her throat, why would he ever bother doing anything else? Why would anyone? She was sweet as the first rain, lush as new meadows. His hands curled along her back, tracing her shape, the line of her spine, the emphatic flare of her hips.
kissing takes so much time to write. but this is the scene I liked to imagine our Optimus Prime Matthias audiobook narrator reading in the booth because he always does such gritty stuff.
cryingmanlytears:
The Dregs | Six of Crows
Well here they are...
The Dregs | Six of Crows
Well here they are all together. It was a little trickier that I thought to group them up cohesively so I hope it looks alright. I knew I was gonna have them framed by crow wings but it kind of took a byzantine turn… I’m not entirely sure how that happened but I just decided to run with it. The words around them sum them up but at the same time kind of tell a five word story about their growth as characters. To see the individual portraits in better detail go here.
ahhhh the halos. brilliant.
starshipspirk:
revfrog:
tenaflyviper:
If you can’t find a...
If you can’t find a place on your blog for Patrick Stewart in a bathtub dressed like a lobster, then your blog probably doesn’t deserve such majesty anyway.
It has returned to my dash and I cannot fight the compulsion to reblog…
the patrick lobster appears only once in a thousand years, reblog for good luck
gisabarrow:
The Origin of Kaz Brekker—
“My mother is...
The Origin of Kaz Brekker—
“My mother is Kettardam. She birthed me in the Harbor. And my father is profit. I honor him daily.”
guys…. he was being literal when he said this. money…. the harbor…. 2 things that turned him into who he is
