ad astra per espara;

dedicated to my GF Squad/Dirtyhandsnet

you might want to bring back someone that you’ve lost. you might want money. or, you might want to protect the world. these are all common things people want. things that their hearts desire. greed may not be good, but it’s not so bad either. everyone wants something they don’t have.

welcome to my ted talk

“I should close his eyes,” thought Kaz. But he knew if he climbed down the ladder and waded back into the sea, he would never find his way out again. He’d simply let himself drown, and that wasn’t possible anymore. He had to live. Someone had to pay.

no one knew where he came from. he’d become kaz brekker, cripple and confidence man, bastard of the barrel.

I’ve had this planned since early last year, and finally decided to build it in celebration of the King Of Scars release…but then Netflix dropped their news about the Grishaverse mini series!?! So let this papercraft be my mortal sacrifice to the book-adaptation gods to bless Leigh Bardugo and Eric Heisserer & crew on their venture!

“I’m not going to die,“ she said. “Not till I’ve seen it.” “Seen what?” Her smile widened. “Everything.”

People point guns at each other all the time in Ketterdam. It’s basically a handshake.

“There was Helen, now deliberately effete and decidedly unattainable in a black sheath, her legs longer than the driveway. “What shall we toast to? Toast to me, of course. Oh, yes, my mother, too.””

… the mighty Kerch, who had ruled the seas and the world’s trade undisputed for so long