ya lit meme: 1/9 quotes the grisha trilogy by leigh bardugo
He tapped the sun over his heart. I came here for you.
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ya lit meme: 1/9 quotes the grisha trilogy by leigh bardugo
He tapped the sun over his heart. I came here for you.
The Grisha Trilogy Instagram AU: After Ruin & Rising, Mal and Alina care for the orphanage and have frequent visits from their friends.
book aesthetics: the grisha trilogy / mal and alina The boy and the girl had both known loss, and their grief did not leave them. Sometimes he would find her standing by a window, fingers playing in the beams of sunlight that streamed through the glass, or sitting on the front steps of the orphanage, staring at the stump of the oak next to the drive. Then he would go to her, draw her close, and lead her to the shores of Trivka’s pond, where the insects buzzed and the grass grew high and sweet, where old wounds might be forgotten.
“I missed you every hour. And you know what the worst part was? It caught me completely by surprise. I’d catch myself just walking around to find you, not for any reason, just out of habit, because I’d seen something that I wanted to tell you about or because I wanted to hear your voice. And then I’d realize that you weren’t there anymore, and every time, every single time, it was like having the wind knocked out of me. I’ve risked my life for you. I’ve walked half the length of Ravka for you, and I’d do it again and again and again just to be with you, just to starve with you and freeze with you and hear you complain about hard cheese every day. So don’t tell me why we don’t belong together,” he said fiercely.
I circled my knees with my arms, drawing them more tightly to my chest. My cheeks were burning. “Why didn’t you say something?”
“What could I say? And when? I barely see you anymore.”
“I thought you wanted to go.”
“I wanted you to ask me to stay.”
Favorite Pairing of All Time → Mal Oretsev & Alina Starkov
“Get some rest,” he said. “I’ll take the first watch.” He turned his back on me, looking out at the moon rising high over the valley we had left behind.
I curled up on the hard ground, pulling the blanket tight around me for warmth. Despite my discomfort, my eyelids felt heavy and I could feel exhaustion dragging me under.
“Mal,” I whispered into the night.
“What?”
“Thanks for finding me.”
I wasn’t sure if I was dreaming, but somewhere in the dark, I thought I heard him whisper,
“Always.”
-Shadow and Bone by Leigh Bardugo
The boy and the girl had once dreamed of ships, long ago, before they’d ever seen the True Sea. They were the vessels of stories, magic ships with masts hewn from sweet cedar and sails spun by maidens from thread of pure gold. Their crews were white mice who sang songs and scrubbed the decks with their pink tails.
“They are orphans again, with no true home but each other and whatever life they can make together on the other side of the sea.”
“I felt like I always had in his arms - complete, like I was home.”
I’ve risked my life for you. I’ve walked half the length of Ravka for you, and I’d do it again and again and again just to be with you, just to starve with you and freeze with you and hear you complain about hard cheese every day.
So don’t tell me why we don’t belong together
I don’t care if you danced naked on the roof of the Little Palace with him. I love you, Alina, even the part of you that loved him.
Malyen Oretsev
Mal + Alina source: Pinterest
make me choose meme: anonymous asked: mal or the darkling?
book memes:
MALYEN ORETSEV - THE GRISHA TRILOGY by Leigh Bardugo “I missed you every hour. And you know what the worst part was? It caught me completely by surprise. I’d catch myself just walking around to find you, not for any reason, just out of habit, because I’d seen something that I wanted to tell you about or because I wanted to hear your voice. And then I’d realize that you weren’t there anymore, and every time, every single time, it was like having the wind knocked out of me. I’ve risked my life for you. I’ve walked half the length of Ravka for you, and I’d do it again and again and again just to be with you, just to starve with you and freeze with you and hear you complain about hard cheese every day. So don’t tell me why we don’t belong together.”
YA LIT MEME: three endings → The Grisha Triolgy by Leigh Bardugo
Part 1 of Mal’s Letters
I am going to make a group of antique letters made out of Mal’s letters, because I feel as if Mal doesn’t get enough love in the fandom. So these are little Mal appreciations, because without him Alina would have never been as strong as she is in the books.
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endless list of favorite ships ♦ malyen oretsev and alina starkov from the grisha trilogy by leigh bardugo ↳That can’t be the last time I’ll see you. When that thought creeps in, when it’s late like this and the lamp burns low and the flames starts to sputter, I feelevery empty hollow in myself and the wind just blows through. I feel how flimsy I am, how all the things I thought were strong and whole were just held together by you. What is she to you anyway? Here my answer, Captain. She’s the thing that made this all okay–the threadbare coats and the old boots and the guns that jam when you most need them to fire, the loneliness of knowing that you don’t matter, that you will never matter, the fact that you’re just another body, another uniform to be sent into the Fold or the frost, another good boy who knows his place, who does his job, who doesn’t ask questions, who will lie own and die and be forgotten. What is she? She’s everything, you dumb son of a bitch.