we are all someone's monster

for @cecilyherondales ♥

Corporalki, or the Order of the Living and the Dead, are Grisha whose power focuses on the human body. In the Second Army, they wear crimson kefta.

WHEN MEN BEG

Kaz was older now than Jordie had been when he’d succumbed to the Queen’s Lady Plague. Now he could look back and see his brother’s pride, his hunger for fast success. You failed me, Jordie. You were older. You were supposed to be the smart one.

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“We are all someone’s monster.”

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let me show you what pain looks like, he would say, and then he’d paint a picture with his fists.

─  the  b l o o d  of  k i n g s .

Kaz leaned back. “What’s the easiest way to steal a man’s wallet?” “Knife to the throat?” asked Inej. “Gun to the back?” said Jesper. “Poison in his cup?” suggested Nina. “You’re all horrible,” said Matthias.

Until this moment, Wylan hadn’t quite understood how much they meant to him. His father would have sneered at these thugs and thieves, a disgraced soldier, a gambler who couldn’t keep out of the red. But they were his first friends, his only friends, and Wylan knew that even if he’d had his pick of a thousand companions, these would have been the people he chose.

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When everyone knows you’re a monster, you needn’t waste time doing every monstrous thing

i told you, wraith. i am fearless. my blood flows with the strength of every queen and conqueror who came before me.

Six Dangerous Outcasts, One Impossible Heist.

But what about the rest of us? What about  t h e  n o b o d i e s and  t h e  n o t h i n g s, the invisible girls? We learn to h o l d   o u r   h e a d s as if we wear c r o w n s.

”we are all someone’s monster“