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are we not gonna talk about how accurate Kaz's panic attacks are? because-...DAMN-
Netflix must have thought "well we can't have one without the other"
I would have been fine with any of leigh bardugo's works to make a debut on screen but dang
Sankt Milo
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The Crows as the 14 fear entities from TMA
Kaz: the Buried, the Slaughter, the Web
Inej: the Vast, the Dark
Jesper: the Spiral, the Eye
Wylan: the Desolation, the Stranger
Nina: the End, the Corruption, the Flesh
Matthias: the Hunt, the Lonely
Important Anouncment:
In the german dub, when Jesper lies on top of Wylan, he doesn't say "you got me waffles", he literally says "you baked waffles for me"
Jesper, how tf do you forget someone who you not only slept with but who also actually sat down cooked for you?? Ffs
So you know how in the show they say that Grisha need to touch their hands before they can use their powers right? And we alwalys see that, especially with the heartrenders.
But you know who never does that and can still use his power? Jesper. The boy who was never formally trained to use his powers.
Now my theory is that Grisha need to do a little ritual or movement to 'kickstart' their powers. And all the Grisha who get trained, learn this movement where they touch their hands. So they need to do this, which is why Nina can't do anything when she is a captive on the ship.
But Jesper taught himself, mostly. So he subconsciously came up with his own ritual, the gun twirling. We see him do that constantly. It is especially visible during his face off with Ivan. Before every shot, he twirls his guns on his fingers.
I have no idea where I am going with this, I just think it's interesting that they don't actually have touch their hands, their kickstarter could be whatever.
I still think they should have let Kaz kill someone in the first season. Just, like, as a treat for him and to establish his character to all the non-readers
Did anyone else realize that Kaz probably cuts his own hair because he can't bear touch and that is the reason his haircut isn't that good which leads to Nina making fun of it????
Please tell me I'm not the first one to make this connection
I feel like so many problems people have with tv at the moment could be solved if we just went back to the good ole days of 20 episodes a season that’s just sixty percent filler and character development. Give the people what they want- less condensed story and more meaningless shenanigans
Season 2 of shadow and bone was like one of those insanely tall cartoon sandwiches- lots of good stuff in there but how in the hell am I meant to jam that thing into my face in one go
I’m sorry I ruined your life and pillaged your village, ok?? That’s just how I flirt
Remember when everyone was like Mmmm futuristic dystopias with real world parallels and now we’re all like damnnnnn in depth fantasy worlds with corrupt caste systems and the only consistent thread is that the government ain’t shit
no mourners no funerals my ass im mourning the show and planning Netflix's funerals
my best girl the sun summoner 🫶☀️
#2) Kaz
1# MATTHIAS
1# MATTHIAS
I feel called out
me and the girls manifesting shadow and bone season 3
Hope is the last thing you lose🥹
Another day, another Inej sketch
Tags: @bookworm-center, @wraith--2, @savethegrishaverse , @caityrayeraye
Am I the only one who wants Alex Stern to meet Kaz Brekker?
Am I the only one who thinks Kaz Brekker is like the boss baby??
@jccatstudios @she-posts-nerdy-stuff @bookworm-center @wraith--2
Hi!
In honour of one whole year of shadow and bone season two being released, I wrote a fanfic about Kaz and his daughter, Adjala.
And Adjala fell in love with Pekka Rollins' son Elijah and Kaz never accepted it so she eloped. And years later he finds her, as it was Inej's last wish, and Adjala's a medick with her clinic and her husband runs a bakery.
And Adjala has twins, Kazim and Nina
That's all the context y'all need to know
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As I sat beside Adjala on the porch, the weight of years of separation hung heavy in the air. She leaned into me, her presence a comforting reminder of the bond that had endured despite the passage of time. But as I felt her warmth beside me, a wave of overwhelming emotion threatened to engulf me, and I couldn't hold back the tears that welled in my eyes.
Adjala turned to me, concern etched in her features. "What's wrong, Papa?" she asked softly, her voice a soothing balm to the ache in my heart.
I pulled her closer, enveloping her in a tight embrace. "You're still Papa's little princess, right?" I whispered, the words catching in my throat as years of pent-up emotions threatened to spill over.
Adjala hugged me back, her touch a gentle reminder of the innocence of childhood that still lingered within her. "Always, Papa," she murmured, her voice filled with a love that transcended words.
As I held my daughter close, a flood of memories washed over me – memories of her laughter echoing through the halls of our home, of her tiny hand clasped in mine as we walked through the streets of Ketterdam, of the fierce determination in her eyes as she faced the challenges of the world.
But amidst the memories, there was a painful realization – that I had missed out on so much, that I had been absent during pivotal moments in her life, that I had let her down in ways that I could never fully make amends for.
Tears streamed down my cheeks as I buried my face in Adjala's hair, the scent of jasmine and home wrapping around me like a comforting embrace. "I'm sorry, Adjala," I whispered, the words choked with emotion. "I'm so sorry for everything."
Adjala's arms tightened around me, her touch a silent reassurance that forgiveness was within reach, that our bond was unbreakable despite the trials we had faced. "It's okay, Papa," she whispered, her voice a soothing melody in the darkness. "We're together now, and that's all that matters."
Adjala's words hung in the air, a surprising revelation that broke through the heaviness of our shared confession. She always did have a penchant to ease tension. "Elijah takes Nina on daddy-daughter dates. Like you would take me," she said, her voice tinged with a hint of amusement.
I couldn't help but choke on a laugh at the unexpected turn of conversation. "Remember our first daddy-daughter date?" I asked, a smile tugging at the corners of my lips as memories of that day flooded back.
Adjala laughed, a sound so pure and infectious that it lifted the weight from my shoulders, if only for a moment. "Of course I do," she replied, her eyes sparkling with fond remembrance.
I leaned back against the porch railing, a playful glint in my eyes as I began to describe that unforgettable day. "We went to the park, just the two of us," I said, my voice filled with nostalgia. "You were so small, holding onto my hand with all your might as we walked through the gates."
Adjala nodded, her smile widening at the memory. "And you pushed me on the swings," she added, her laughter tinkling like wind chimes in the breeze.
I chuckled, the image of her tiny form soaring through the air etched into my mind forever. "And then we had a picnic," I continued, painting a vivid picture of that sunny afternoon. "You insisted on feeding the ducks, even though you were more interested in eating the bread yourself. No wonder you were a chubby little thing."
Adjala's laughter rang out, a melody that warmed my heart and chased away the shadows of regret. "And then we went for ice cream," she said, her eyes dancing with mirth. "I got chocolate all over my face, and you pretended not to notice."
I nodded, a smile playing on my lips as I recalled the sight of her sticky fingers and chocolate-stained cheeks. "It was the best day," I said, my voice filled with a father's pride and affection.
Adjala's laughter filled the air, a sound so infectious that it was impossible not to join in. "I asked for more funnel cakes, and you asked 'how many?' And I said ten, and you got them for me," she exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she recounted the memory. "And we ate until I threw up."
I chuckled, the image of her tiny self covered in sprinkles and giggles etched into my mind. "Your mother was so mad," I said, shaking my head with mock solemnity.
Adjala laughed even harder, her laughter ringing out like music in the night. "She was!" she exclaimed, her voice filled with fondness and affection. "But you just laughed and said we could always get more ice cream."
I nodded, a smile playing on my lips as I recalled the sight of Inej's exasperated expression and my own inability to suppress a laugh at the chaos we had caused. "It was worth it," I replied, my voice tinged with nostalgia. "For that smile on your face."
Adjala grinned, her laughter fading into a soft smile that mirrored her mother's. "I love you, Papa," she said, her words a gentle reminder of the bond that bound us together, through laughter and tears, sprinkles and ice cream.
And as we sat there, basking in the warmth of shared memories and the love that flowed between us, I knew that no matter what life threw our way, we would always have each other, to laugh with, to cry with, and to cherish for all eternity.
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Anyway should I write out Kaz's and Adjala's daddy daughter date?
Some fanart I drew, the lighting ain't good tho
Some Inej Ghafa fanart it did while I was on study break
The ink symbolises hurt and like this is her during the bathroom scene
And there's the Menagerie's tattoo on the back I thought this would be a nice touch
The ink on her feet is a throwback to Matthias' first chapters in six of crows where he describes inej as a ghostly demon with light feet.
And the smeared ink in the background is her Lynx spots and the ink on her hands is blood.
And the straps on her legs is where she keeps her knives but she doesn't have her knives
The blue necklace is the one from the show, for a nice touch
Hope y'all like it
SHADOW AND BONE HAS BEEN CANCELLED 😭😭😭😭😭😭
I AM SO DEPRESSED NO ONE TALK TO ME
I HATE NETFLIX 😭😭😭😭
THIS HAPPENED TO EVERY GOOD SHOW
For example: Anne with an E
COME ON
WHAT DID THE CROWS EVER DO TO YOU 😭😭😭
THE FACT THAT THIS SHOW IS GONNA BE FORGOTTEN AND THAT THE GRISHAVERSE MAGIC IS GONNA BE REPLACED BY SOMEONE ELSE BREAKS MY HEART 💔💔
SAVE SHADOW AND BONE
SAVE THE FANDOM'S SANITY
NO MOURNERS, NO FUNERALS
**Me when Inej Ghafa made her first appearance in Six of Crows :^^^
inej: *laughs while looking pretty as always*
Kaz:
I poured my blood sweat and tears into another chapter of this.
Please read it I beg of you.
Anyways,, featuring three year old fat crybaby Kaz, may I present :;
This thing right here is the inspo for my six of crows Modern AU fanfic. Kaz is a theatre kid.
you can't look at this and tell me Kaz wouldn't be a theater kid
This had me rolling for ten minutes straight Lmao. Made my day <33
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