#wax ladrian

[sstarbee]

Wax Ladrian really is the character of all time. He has a ridiculous name. He wears a cowboy getup to high society social functions and wore fancy suits out in the Roughs. He hates cops. He is a cop. His best friend is a kleptomaniac. He killed his first wife. Twice. His second wife is autistic.

[hyperiionvii]

mistborn doodles from work. I love them I need to actually draw them

(pls don't tag era 2 spoilers I'm only on shadows of self)

[trbotunnel]

i read tlm like months ago and i STILL cant get this one wayne line out of my head (paraphrased)

wax is so full of himself,, i know because ive seen him eat his fingernails

like thats CRAZY i dont know why its so funny to me

[cosmerelists]

The Worst Places for a Wax Entrance

Rereading the Wax & Wayne books, I am struck by one thing in particular: Wax cannot enter a room normally. If he’s not dropping down from the sky, he’s throwing open doors with allomancy and striding in with his mistcoat flapping. And this is assuming he hasn’t entered by bursting through the wall. Or ceiling. Or floor. Maybe with guns ablazing.

So what would be the worst places for a classic Wax Entrance?

1. Surgery

There you are, performing delicate surgery in your sterile hospital room, when all of the sudden...bam! The surgery doors fly open! You’ve dropped your scalpel! A very dirty man has entered the room! Why is there so much blood on him?? Those flapping mistcoat tassels cannot be sanitary.

2. Baby shower

The shower is quiet and pleasant--everyone is chatting. Suddenly, you hear the window bang open. A man is there, jumping down into the room! Why?? There’s a door! H-He brought a present at least. It’s a small, baby-sized gun. You can’t remember why you invited him.

3. School exam

A chunk of floor fell on your exam today. You were doing all right up until then. The chunk of floor had a man on it. He must have been heavy too, since he crushed the whole desk as well. Then he leapt away, suddenly seeming light as a feather. You hate algebra. 

4. Quiet time at the library

You shushed him when he made the door bang open with a wave of his hand. You shushed him when he stomp stomped with his boots. You shushed him extra hard when he fired a bullet into the floor (the carpets were NEW) in order to leap into the air. You could have just gotten him a ladder, for Harmony’s sake.

5. Driving Test

You were nervous about your driving test, especially the bits where you have to make an unprotected lefthand turn and the parallel parking sections. You weren’t nervous that the roof of the car would suddenly bend downward as if being pushed by a great force, and you weren’t worried that the tires would pop like grapes. But that is what happened. Some man in a cowboy hat promised to buy a new car to replace it. Your driving instructor is crying.

6. A fancy theatre

The play is over. You are edging your way onto the crowded staircase to descend. Suddenly, a man leaps over the edge of the balcony. He is too impatient for stairs. He is holding a woman in his arms. Perhaps she is also too impatient for stairs. “This isn’t an entrance--he’s exiting!” you mutter. You don’t know why you say this.

7. Kindergarten 

The art on the walls is nice. The smell of fresh crayons is in the air. You hear a child laughing. The sound is from above you. You look up. A man is floating down from above, holding a laughing toddler in his arms. The toddler shouts “Again! Again!” The man gestures toward the metal desk behind him and leaps into the air again. You hear the teacher muttering something. She makes a mark on the attendance sheet. 

8.  Walking your dog Benny

He strides from the mists with a shotgun strapped to his leg. His mistcoat swirls in the darkness, so that you can’t even tell where the darkness ends and he begins. He walks so lightly that you can barely hear his steps--but you can hear the pop of a flask as he downs what appears to be straight whiskey. Benny growls. “Good evening,” you say hesitantly. The man nods at your dog. “He recognizes a killer,” he says gravely. What the hell man. Just say hi back. 

[libralita]

Marsh…what the fuck did you mean by Wax does your brother’s work

[a-menaceinpink]

actually on the topic of alloy of law, love brandon, this is such a neolib ass book. “miles rightly blaming corrupt officials for creating conditions for crime suddenly starts kidnapping women for nefarious intentions” ok killmonger from black panther. ok zaheer from korra. ok leftist/anarchist antagonist who does something randomly evil so you hate them.

[lizlovespace]

I like to headcanon since it’s pretty much what happens in the books that the subtleties of Hoids interactions in era 2 are not in fact because he is silently watching from the sidelines waiting to influence the plot in the most subtle of ways but because, he's actually really trying his hardest to insert himself into the narrative he’s trying his damn best but the co are just so oblivious to anything that doesn’t concern their little detective clique that he unintentionally ends up completely sidelined every time. Like:

Hoid: “Sir your Taxi is here!”

Wax: “oh great thanks” *uses it as allomantic anchor to go soaring off towards next big development*

Hoid: “gadammit”

[gildedicicle]

"Ain't nobody what knows the cow better than the butcher" is such an inspired and underrated quote from Wayne Terrisborn, and it being preceded by "Your grasp of the language is startling, considering how you so frequently brutalize it" from Wax only makes it better in every way!

[nerd-in-distress]

steris is the funniest person ever

thinking about the hotel scene in the bands of mourning

[awishwee]

Wax and Steris! Love these two 😌❤️

[despondentnuzzy]

Wayne has been... interesting over the last few chapters and really this whole book.

Firstly I do think it's strong characterization for him to easily espouse and laud the greatness of Wax and Marasi while writing himself off. Proceeding to basically solve the entire apartment scene and downplay his accomplishments.

Wayne not only has a strong disdain for himself, but like many people in similar headspaces as him, he is not only unable to acknowledge his own positive attributes but is quick to actively downplay himself for the raising of others.

I doubt I am the first to see there's a strong connection between Wayne's power of bring sickly and unhealthy to then be the one taking punishment and intentionally being harmed to draw attention away from friends. It's like the allomantic equivalent of self-deprecating humor, which he is also consistently using, see again, the apartment scene.

Wayne is blinding rich, but lives a poor man's because he thinks he deserves it.

Wayne is constantly joking in his head about drinking because he's constantly thinking about drinking.

Wayne has the ability to slow down time, to create moments where there are none and yet he has defined the entirety of his life by a split second decision made by a parentless kid 25 years ago.

Wayne is so antagonistic towards Steris (she'll change Wax), so loathing of himself because not only can he not let go, he can't accept change in general.

If Wax is a positive side of Ruin, of change, it feels to me like can be Wayne is the toxicity of Preservation.

This is super rambly but I hadn't posted in a while and felt like these brainworms would be enjoyed.

[mistywitcher]

i did it for stormlight, now let me present MISTBORN ERA 2 MONOPOLY!

i wholeheartedly believe that this game had higher stakes than any invading god…

(harmony finds it amusing watching them squabble over trades)

(ranette definitely stages an armed jail break)

[larissa-the-scribe]

So I've finished the Wax and Wayne series by Brandon Sanderson up to Bands of Morning (haven't got my hands on the last book yet) and my takeaway is pretty much summed up with: 

Wax: I'm an unstoppable fighter with both Magic and my guns Wayne: I'm a master of disguise Marasi: I'm a brilliant detective Steris: I make good life decisions. A beleaguered local constable that got roped into shenanigans: That's not a-- Wax, cutting him off: no, no, she's our most important member

[trbotunnel]

just started tlm

[cosmerelists]

Things that Wax & Szeth Could Talk About

[Spoilers for Mistborn Era 2 & for Stormlight Archives!]

Have you ever thought about how much Wax & Szeth have in common? No? Well, just imagine all of the things they could reasonably talk about! Things like...

1. Dying

Wax: Yeah, I died once.

Wax: Met God and everything.

Wax: He told me that I could embark on the adventure that was death, or I could continue on the adventure that was life. To me, life felt like more of a duty than an adventure.

Wax: But I literally always pick duty, so I picked life, and here I am.

Szeth: I was brought back against my will.

Szeth: I SAID I wanted to stay dead and that I DIDN’T want to study, but Nale was all, “Sucks to be you. Here’s your new sword.”

Szeth: And then he nailed my soul to my body. Somewhat badly. 

Wax: I’m...very sorry to hear that? 

Szeth (solemnly): Thank you.

2. Flying

Wax: I fly by ingesting steel which allows me to Push on metals in the environment, launching me into the air.

Wax: I can also make myself lighter or heavier, which helps somehow.

Szeth: I fly by breathing in Stormlight and then Lashing myself in various directions. 

Wax: I love it. You never feel so free as you do when you’re soaring through the air, you know?

Szeth: I have never felt free a day in my life.

Wax: I’m...very sorry to hear that?

Szeth (solemnly): Thank you.

3. Killing

Wax: I do seem to kill a lot of people.

Wax: I once meat-grinded my way through an entire skyscraper of people, floor by floor.

Szeth: I killed my way across many countries.

Wax: Are you a lawman?

Szeth: Assassin.

Wax: ...Should I be arresting you?

Szeth: No--I already died for that. Now I am reborn. And I don’t assassinate any more. Very often.

Wax: Very often?

Szeth: I did kill the man who ordered all of the assassinations to begin with.

Wax: Well, that seems fair.

Szeth: Thank you.

4. Social class

Wax: I’m a noble, but I tried to reject that for a while by becoming a Gentleman Lawman in the Roughs.

Wax: Now I’m a Roughs Politician.

Wax: So long as its backwards, I feel fine.

Szeth: The status of my family has not yet been revealed to readers.

Szeth: But since I was bonded to an Honorblade, many readers think that they can guess.

Wax: You were a noble too?

Szeth: Heck no.

Szeth: In my society, only the lowest of the low engage in something as barbaric as fighting.

Szeth: Presumably, I was always considered scum.

Wax: I don’t want to keep saying “I’m sorry” but...

5. Weight

Wax: Can you imagine actually weighing what you weigh?

Szeth: Not lash myself upwards so that I’m super light on my feet? Seems fake.

Wax: Normal people have it rough.

6. Having to be the mature one

Wax: Wayne is family and my best friend.

Wax: But I have to make sure he doesn’t pocket anything too valuable or make the sort of comment that’ll get him shot, you know?

Szeth: I do. My sword would love to kill more people and eat more souls, but sometimes I have to put my foot down and say “Not today.”

7. Following inanimate objects

Szeth: People don’t understand, but I had to obey my Oathstone. 

Szeth: As a Truthless, that stone commanded my life.

Wax: I think I might understand - sort of?

Wax: This earring lets me talk to God.

Szeth: Our god is dead.

Wax: Man, wouldn’t that be nice sometimes.

Szeth: What?

Wax: What?

8. The Law

Szeth: As a Skybreaker, I am to obey the law wherever I find myself.

Szeth: But Nale says that human laws are frail and prone to injustice.

Wax: I understand how you feel.

Wax: I once had to face off against a fellow lawman who argued that the law only protected the powerful, and that real change would take a violent overthrow of the whole social order.

Szeth: What did you do?

Wax: Arrested him. What about you?

Szeth: Swore to follow this guy I sort of knew.

Wax: How is that uh going for you?

Szeth: Pretty well thank you for asking.

9. The Drama

Szeth: I wore white on the day I was to kill a king.

Wax: I wear Roughs clothes in the city and nice suits in the Roughs.

Szeth: I cut my way into buildings with my magic sword.

Wax: I crash through walls, windows, the floor--you name it.

Szeth: I am excellent at lurking.

Wax: I am the best at looming.

Szeth: I once fought a man in the middle of a storm, running across entire plateaus that had been tossed into the air in the tumult. 

Wax: Came back to life, held the powers of Creation, and pulled down an entire Airship of War using my powers. 

Szeth: ...

Wax: ...

Wax: Did we just become best friends?

[ahhfear]

wax on, wax off