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I should really stop giving star ratings to the jjk volumes cause every time I finish one I’m like wow that sucked the writing has gotten so bad characterization has gone out the window. anyway I cried and saw yuji so 5 stars

thymara having a what’s up danger moment ??

goodbye and good riddance, Hest 😌

if a dragon doesn’t eat Hest soon…

HELL YES EAT SHIT AND DIE HEST!!!!!!! GET ALLLLLL THAT’S BEEN COMING TO YOU ALISE AND SEDRIC UNITED FRONT BEST FRIENDS FOREVER

if rapskal dies again I’m gonna LOSE IT

“maybe tomorrow will be a better day but regardless it will be the only day we have”………… why did I ever expect any character in this book series to live happily what precedent did I have for thinking that

FITZCHIVALRY FARSEER MENTION

robin hobb loves to introduce readers to characters when they’re just little babies so that we can watch them grow up and grow into themselves and really love them and then she says okay now that’s over with. time to put them in the torture chamber. anyway SELDEN I’M COMING TO GET YOU. TINTAGLIA COUNT YOUR DAYS

FINE robin hobb I admit it I AM emotionally invested in the river barge with legs and the matryoshka doll of romances occurring on board

okay! gonna need greft to 1. eat shit and 2. die

I said I didn’t care about these people but I’m a liar WHERE ARE RAPSKAL AND HEEBY. THYMARA YOU’RE ANNOYING BUT GIRL I GET YOU. ALISE PLEASE KISS THAT SMELLY RIVER MAN. SEDRIC WITH ALL LOVE THE CLOSET IS GLASS GET OVER YOURSELF AND KISS THAT OTHER SMELLY RIVER MAN

“But he’d never imagined Hest would be harsh with her, or rough. But of course he would be. That was Hest… small bruises by morning. Sedric knew. Unbidden, his hands left his face to touch and then grip his own shoulders. It had been weeks since Hest had left small bruises on him. He missed them.”

I need Alise and Sedric to unite in ripping this man limb from limb and feed him to the dragons

PARAGON??????????

I feel like I need to mention that any time I review a volume of JJK it gets at least two more stars than it actually deserves because unfortunately I cannot be normal about it

“As you will, King Fitz.” ദ്ദി ༎ຶ‿༎ຶ )

the version of the fool in fitz’s mind when they’re alone together versus the version of the fool in fitz’s conscious external perception of himself is hilariously different. I do believe that fitz truly loves molly still (though maybe a little bit more as a time in his life than as a person), but damn, fitz. I don’t know that I would’ve said “my dream was dead in my arms” about my “best friend”

I genuinely have not experienced such anguish and devastation from a piece of media since I was watching supernatural for the first time as an angsty 15 year old

chanting as if it is a spell: STICKS AND STONES MAY BREAK MY BONES BUT WORDS CAN NEVER HURT ME STICKS AND STONES MAY BREAK MY BONES BUT WORDS CAN NEVER HURT ME STICKS AND STONES MAY BREAK MY BONES BUT WORDS CAN NEVER HURT ME WORDS CANNOT CAUSE ME HARM THEY ARENT REAL THEY ARE SIMPLY SYMBOLS ON PAPER THAT HAVE NO EFFECT ON MY PSYCHE OR EMOTIONAL STATE

“War is coming, but I’m not involved. I’m just going to help a maniac return to his senses.”“That’s it, eh? Just you becoming your world’s first therapist.” “We have no idea what that is, Wit.” lmao

finally starting this fr as I continue to procrastinate fool’s fate. tell me how branderson wrote a 1300 page book that only covers TEN DAYS OF PLOT

I am once again taking a break of 3-5 business days because I am Scared. where’s the fool. where is he. where is he

one day of peace is all I ask. one day of joy and laughter. one single moment is all I want. let me be free of this hell

“I must’ve fallen asleep, lulled by his strange story. When I awoke, night was deep all around us… His breathing was deep and even, and one long hand was palm up on the blankets between us, as if in offering, or beseeching something of me. Sleepily I reached over and set my hand in his. He did not seem to wake. Strangely, I felt at peace.” HELLO??? HELLO??????

what if we were intertwined by fate and two halves of a whole but only one of us was gay… and then somebody yelled, and I quote, “I know what you are!” at you, the gay one… and then I described you in loving detail in a platonic bro way… and then I convinced you that I wasn’t going to let you die… and then I went to leave your tent but you told me you missed me so I slept in your bed… jkjk, unless…

“What could I say to a man I hadn’t seen in sixteen years? Tell him that he needn’t fear I’ll take anything from him? Tell him that I love still as I have always loved?”

and what if I die. what then

man. this book is just. so sad, isn’t it. simply downright devastating. this here rainy day is looking like the perfect opportunity to lay facedown in the wet grass for a few hours

Fitz: And for my next trick, I will attempt to make everyone who’s ever loved me hate me, go get into a bar fight on purpose, and then feel an “inexplicable” sinking of the heart when I see that the Fool has given a token of his affection to the girl I told him to go after

I TAKE IT BACK WE’RE SO FUCKING BACKKKKKKK KAL SAID CALL AN AMBULANCE BUT NOT FOR MEEEEEE