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@alarkling-blog
On the Fold. In the palace. Last night.
“The problem with wanting,“ he whispered, his mouth trailing along my jaw until it hovered over my lips, "is that it makes us weak.” And then, when I thought I couldn’t bear it any longer, he brought his mouth down on mine.
I would have gone to the Little Palace and been spoiled and pampered. I would have dined off of golden plates, and I never would have struggled to use my power.
requested by @zoyalina: the grisha trilogy + most heartbreaking scene.
“Once more,” he said. “Speak my name once more.” He was ancient, I knew that. But in this moment he was just a boy—brilliant, blessed with too much power, burdened by eternity. “Aleksander.” His eyes fluttered shut. “Don’t let me be alone,” he murmured. And then he was gone.
“I’ve seen what you truly are,“ said the Darkling, "and I’ve never turned away. I never will. Can he say the same?”
“Like calls to like.” ― The Darkling, Shadow and Bone
darkling & alarkling quotes + shadow and bone
"like calls to like"
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“ but what’s inside you? that’s steel. it’s brave and unbreakable. ”
@sixofcrowsnet heist: antagonist → the darkling
He understood then. The Grisha lived as shadows did, passing over the surface of the world, touching nothing, forced to change their shapes and hide in corners, driven by fear as shadows were driven by the sun. No safe place. No haven.
There will be, he promised in the darkness, new words written upon his heart. I will make one.
"What’s your favorite color?” asked Sylvi
"I don’t have one.”
“How can you not have one?”
~The Demon in the wood~Leigh Bardugo
Aleks favourite colour is Alina *cries*
Let us be greedy together; let us hoard. Let us hit each other with birch branches and lock each other in dungeons; let us drink each other’s blood in the night and betray each other in the sun. Let us lie and lust and take hundreds of lovers; let us dance until snow melts beneath us. Let us steal and eat until we grow fat and roll in the pleasures of life, clutching each other for purchase. Only leave me my death — let me hold this one thing sacred and unmolested and secret — and I will serve you a meal myself, served on a platter of all the world’s bounty. Only do not leave me, swear that you will never leave me, and no empress will stand higher. (happy bday @amarukate)
I’ve developed a reputation as a cold, unfeeling monster who fears nothing and cares for less. But this is all very deceiving. Because the truth is, I am nothing but a coward.
i can’t…..i can’t………. all the angst between these two!