God Fucking Dammit. I Hate Being Right So Damn Much What The Fuck.

She got SHOT. In the FACE. And then got MILDLY ANNOYED WHEN IT WAS DIFFICULT TO PULL OUT

SHALLAN WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING WITH YOU THAT’S NOT HOW YOU RESPOND TI BEING SHOT IN THE FACE WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THR FUCK

Being shot gives you an exhibitionism kink I guess. Can’t say it’s wrong as I’ve never shrugged off being shot in the face. With an arrow. Through the brain. In the face.

SHALLAN WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING WITH YOU THAT’S NOT HOW YOU RESPOND TI BEING SHOT IN THE FACE WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THR FUCK

You know when a bastard shows up in a Brandon Sanderson book he’s about to be the single coolest man in the entire series. There’s something about the concept of a man torn between two worlds that inspires Sanderson to absolutely cook.

Oh my God??? The Dawnshard gave Rysn the Breath???????? There’s truly just so much Warbreaker in this series.

oh my god. With the earring in, Harmony can LITERALLY speak with worshipers oh my fuck. Because he has the Shard of Ruin and can do all the things we see him do, Hemolurgy is under his dominion… Aaaaaaaa that’s so cool. I hadn’t stopped to think about it until just now, but that is SO cool!!!

The Fuck???

His depression absolutely CRUSHES this poor man whenever he isn’t doing his best Gravity Rush impression

Kaladin feels actively nerfed when not using his Radiant powers it’s genuinely insane.

I adore the way Stormlight handles war. Everyone believes earnestly that what they do is right. Fervently correct. They would and do die for their beliefs. The Listeners were correct to kill Gavilar, but the Alethi were correct to seek retaliation as well. It captures the experience of conflict better than most media I’ve ever seen.

I- S-spook’s street slang. B-became. THE ANCIENT HIGH TONGUE OF NOBILITY

That’s. That’s the best thing I’ve ever heard. Sanderson you’re such a genius.

I hope this absolute lunatic woman who showed up with a 20 page contract about the terms of a prospective engagement with strict regulations about how much public lovey-dovey time they spend together becomes a main character. Please Sazed, I’m begging you. Work whatever powers those funny mists gave you to let her stick around. She’s insane and I need more.