obligatory monthly fool post
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I'm trying to be soooooo good and use fan art as a reward for meaningful amounts of comic work. Here are some girls being ever frank with Fitz
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‘This is philosophy, Fool. I have had no time to study such things.’
‘No, Fitz, this is life. And no one has time not to think of these things.’
Making my way through Royal Assassin and having a grand old time
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Royal Assassin should really just be called The Awful Terrible No-Good Sexual Escapades of FitzChivalry Farseer
Poor guy
Accidentally magically livestreams his first time to his uncle
Has his uncle accidentally magically livestream HIS sexual relations with his wife
Has a wolf companion who butts in during his first time
Said wolf companion literally controls him during sex while Fitz is knocked out cold
His gf compliments him for his sexual prowess only after Fitz was either influenced by Verity, or being controlled by Nighteyes, never when he's being himself lmao
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“I wince to think of the price willingly paid for loving me.”
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Hi I love your rote art so so much if you want do you wanna draw Fitz and the fool getting drunk together
one of my favourite parts in the first books is when fitz is about to commit treason and fool is like whatever im going to keep drinking with one of your stupid homosexual dads
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Not Chade Fallstar doing cosplay in the middle of a life changing event
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I'm on my first read through of Realm of the Elderlings and as a little personal project for myself, I'm taking a scene or small moment from each book in the series and turning it into a comic spread. I've been working on this project since January so I'm catching up a little bit with posts here.
Here's my spread for Royal Assassin. This bit of dialogue stood out to me the first time I read it - I love when the Fool talks in riddles!
"Who knows what will swirl up from the bottom of a stirred kettle?" He went suddenly to my door, and set his hand to the latch. "That is what I ask of you," he said quietly. "To forgo your twirling, Sir Spoon. To let things settle."
"I cannot."
He pressed his forehead to the door, a most un-Fool-like gesture. "Then you shall be the death of kings."
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