You know what makes Kaz a great boss? What makes him a better boss then both Pekka Rollins and Per Haskel?
He gets to know his crew and basically any people he’s working with. I know it’s basically an opposite of what he says about barrel gangs, but hear me out.
The main reason why Kaz was able to know that Big Bolliger was a traitor is because he knew that Bol was lazy. And knowing what he did in the "Crow club" it would be hard to know if he was lazy or just relaxed while on the job. Kaz knew that he was lazy - he took time to know the guy.
And also the thing that makes Kaz's plans good is that he keeps in mind all his crew's bad habits and vulnerabilities and plots around them. Its really easy to see that if you look at Jesper.
He keeps in mind that Jesper is late and that he can accidentally give up important info. We see that clearly in the beginning of the book. During the “set the wolf free” plan he made sure to tell Jesper the “wrong” time so that he would “be late” and free the animals at the right time. He knew Jesper would(or could) give up info by accident so he took precautions(saying this again: no one arranges an extra ship just to gather in front of it)
And we also have it in the end of CK.
I think both Inej and Jesper had been told the wrong time. Kaz knew that Dunyasha would be there, so he added some time for Inej to fight her. He talks with Jesper about kergud(I have no idea how to spell that, sorry) and also adds time for that fight. He might have actually putted the wyvil it Jespers pocket(as I do not remember Jes actually putting it there, or mb he just made sure it was there).
I mean, it would have been weird if there would be just the sound of one shot fired, but after the siren it would sound better.
When Kaz told Dregs that he won't be their father, he meant it, your father doesn't know you that well, but your sneaky annoying little sibling does.
i would have come for you. and if i couldn’t walk, i’d crawl for you, and no matter how broken we are, we’d fight our way together - knives drawn, pistols blazed. because that’s what we do. we never stop fighting.
my favorite scene in one piece so far is 9:10 to 9:30 in episode 57 where zoro and sanji are washing dishes together and sanji just HAS to say some variation of “here, zoro” before handing EVERY plate to him…. they are everything to me
locklyle/ kanej parallels are gonna be the death of me.
"I spoke softly now. “It’s me. It’s Lucy....” I like to think it was just coincidence that Holly laid the silver net over the Source right then. I like to think it was the sound of my name that brought him back. Who’s going to tell me otherwise? Either way, the twist of smoke rose up and up, and bloomed across the surface of his eyes. Intelligence came with it; intelligence and recognition—and something more than that. He smiled at me."
AND
"He felt a twinge in his chest, and with a disturbing jolt, he realized it was panic. She’d been the one to wake him from his stupor in the cart. Her voice had brought him back from the dark; it had been the tether he gripped and used to drag himself back to some semblance of sanity."
so. I am doing an essay on Galileo right now for one of my papers and uh
galileo galilei. sent coded messages to his coworker Johannes Kepler. who couldn't solve it because it's a double blinded anagram of a cryptic latin phrase. well at least Kepler loves puzzles
So I pulled up a new article and uh
like. maybe it's just late and I've been reading about Galileo for hours already. but that seems kinda fruity
(also Galileo's encoded messages CONTINUE to make no sense at all. peak gay2gay communication)
like look at this shit. Galileo what are you fucking talking about
"kepler was also confused" me too buddy. me too.
but anyway. I was regaling this to my partner as I went, and I became curious.
so I opened AO3, searched "galileo/Kepler" and uh
THERE'S A FUCKING FIC
this fic is so fucking wild as well
but wait. it gets weirder. if you're anything like me, you also don't check over the tags very thoroughly. so like me, you're unprepared for
A FUCKIGN SPACESHIP
that's right. galileo and kepler go into space. but wait! that's not all there is to it
they must kiss (obviously) BUT GOTTEM! SPACE GUN TIME
I can accept this use of breaking the fourth wall in the fic simply because it's so fucking funny
I shan't spoil the end because there are just. more twists. they just keep on coming.
Anyway this fic is 1/3 completed and updated december last year, so go and show this author your love because I need to know how this ends
Not about to let you all forget that your oh so mysterious, devious, mischievous, handsome emo criminal delayed HIS OWN HEIST. TO GIVE A DOG A BELLY RUB. IT DIDNT WORK INTO THE PLAN AGAIN LATER. HE JUST GAVE A POOCH A GOOD RUB.
"Alright. We've gotta get in and out, real quick. Not a single false move or you're dead. Got it?"
"Kaz they have a guard dog"
"I'll take care of him."
*as the crows are breaking in*
"WHO'S A GOOD PUPPY? WHO'S A GOOD BOY? YOU ARE! YES, YOU'RE THE BEST GUARD DOG IN KETTERDAM! AWEEEE PROTECTING YOUR CORRUPT, NO GOOD OWNER. AWWWWW GOOD BOY. GOOD BOY!"
No, but thinking about the original crow trio is so funny sometimes, because:
Kaz understood in two minutes what Darkling couldn’t in two weeks.
Inej visited a coronation, talked with her privater friend and his dragon queen and then went - “oh and btw that blond lady over there looks a lot like a dead saint that you were friends with, is it sankta Alina?”
And neither of them had ever even seen Alina or Nikolai before.
And then we have Jesper, who couldn’t tell apart his crush and the guy they stole from the Ice Court about a month ago….
“I would come for you. And if I couldn't walk, I'd crawl to you, and no matter how broken we were, we'd fight our way out together--knives drawn, pistols blazing. Because that's what we do. We never stop fighting.”
Sure, a lock was like a woman.It was also like a man and anyone or anything else -if you wanted tounderstand it, you had to take it apart and see how it worked. lf youwanted to master it, you had to learn it so well you could put it back together.
"You're weak because you're afraid of people seeing your weakness. You're letting shame decide who you are."
he doesn't have any actual proof of it, but it's practically a no-brainer. it's such an unbearably human trait, after all, and despite his deepest desires, there's still no heart to beat in his chest. how could he ever feel ticklish, of all things?
besides, it's not like anyone would want to tickle him. he's brash and blunt and rude and so distant. the only person he could consider himself close to anymore would be lesser lord kusanali, and even then, she only keeps him just within arm's reach.
a part of him thinks about it more often than he'd like to admit, but he's resigned himself to the facts. he's not ticklish, and no one will ever try. end of story.
kazuha is, in every way, different from anyone he's ever met. it's only a little shocking when he asks if he could tickle scaramouche.
"i'm not ticklish," he responds without thinking, as if it's an instinct. "have you forgotten i'm not human?"
but kazuha only smiles at him, and it makes his chest tighten. if he had a heart, he's sure it would skip a beat, as they say.
"but you can still feel, can't you?" kazuha asks, and for the first time in hundreds of years, scaramouche begins to rethink. because if he can feel pain and cold and heat like humans do, then why wouldn't he be ticklish? it seems like such an obvious answer that scaramouche wants to punch himself.
he sighs, annoyed — at himself or kazuha, he can't tell. "if you want to try, be my guest." kazuha's delighted expression almost makes it all worth it.
as kazuha reaches out to him, a sudden, strange feeling washes over him. it's almost like he's nervous, but for what? tickling? how ridiculous. he's not afraid of something so harmless. he spent his fatui years poked and prodded and absolutely tortured by dottore. touch doesn't affect him anymore.
and then kazuha's fingers make contact, and. oh.
scaramouche knows what a shock of electricity feels like — it hurts. somehow, this is different.
he clenches his jaw and squeezes his eyes shut, trying desperately not to move away, because he is not giving in so easily. "kaedehara!" he chokes out, all four syllables through gritted teeth. the more he tries holding back, the more he can feel his face growing hotter. it's unbearable.
kazuha laughs, the most gorgeous sound in the world, as he pulls his hands back. "you are ticklish, then. that's good to know."
scaramouche grumbles to himself, turning away. "what, do you not think i can take more than that?"
"is that a challenge, scaramouche?"
kazuha's hands reach out to rest on his hips, causing him to tense. "this tends to be a very sensitive spot on people. are you sure?"
scaramouche rolls his eyes. "whatever."
this time, it takes practically nothing to break him. he finds he doesn't mind all that much.