If The Voices In Ur Head Say " Kaz And Wylan Are Narrative Foils , Kaz Is Not A Father Figure To Wylan

if the voices in ur head say " kaz and wylan are narrative foils , kaz is not a father figure to wylan " listen to them !!

NO im tired of staying quiet about them, Kaz Brekker and Wylan Van Eck are so special to me, their relationship is so special to me. kaz is NOT a father figure (i pity the child who one day does have kaz as a father) , but at the same time, wylan does not see him as that. even if kaz was trying to act as a father, thats not what wylan sees. wylan looks at kaz and sees what could happen to him. he IS kaz. they are foils for one another, they are both those sad penniless boys who sit alone on the dirty streets of the barrel praying for salvation only to find out they they have to be their own salvation. kaz says he takes wylan under dreg's protection because he's a Van Eck, he's hostage. and you know what? he did. it wasn't divine intervention or kaz brekker having a heart for the first time in ten years, it was a ploy to make him richer. he finds out about wy's disability and he shrugs, he only cares that he no longer has a hostage to ensure he gets what he needs from van eck.

You can be a mentor without being a father.

does wylan look up to kaz? yes. he survived. no matter what ketterdam threw at kaz, he kept living. THAT is what wylan admires. wylan never wanted to be a big bad crime boss like kaz, he doesn't want a life of crime forever. he is terrified of falling too deep into the crime world of ketterdam. he tells jes that he doesn't want this forever. all wylan wants is to keep living, to know he's gonna see tomorrow. kaz provides a promise of tomorrow.

ok im done now thank you for reading this word vomit

"normal guy in an really weird place just chilling" and "weird thing or creature in a really normal place confused as hell" are both extremely funny concepts to me

Some dorlene because they are everything!!

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Background study with RAB's room

Dulce María Loynaz, tr. by James O’Connor, from Absolute Solitude: Selected Poems

[Text ID: “There is still one difference left between us. You have a tenderness grown weary and I have a weariness grown tender.”]