Darkling: *monologues about his shit childhood*
Alina: Okay… but mal.
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Darkling: *monologues about his shit childhood*
Alina: Okay… but mal.
anybody ever wonder how inej would react to the knowledge that her sun saint appropriated her culture for a night out?
more sankta alina (but broadway anastasia inspired)
this was all i could think upon re-watching this scene
the entire grishaverse series would’ve been finished in twenty pages if everyone just knew how to communicate
tell me i’m wrong.
people who write darklina have my respect for the amount of mental gymnastics it takes to write the ship
rewatching shadow and bone when i accidentally stopped it on this hsbdjsbsjsb
*SLIGHT SAB SPOILERS*
“There are no others like us, and there never will be.”
- Said the Darkling, completely disregarding the fact that his mom can also summon shadows.
You ain’t that special, Darkles.
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