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bettycooper · 4 months
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You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you.
Darklina Server Secret Sankta 2023 gift for @indelikatt
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xalonelydreamerx · 16 days
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“If only I’d known you’d prove such an apt pupil.” His voice was genuinely admiring, almost surprised. To my horror, I found that pathetic orphaned part of me taking pleasure in his praise. “Why come to me now?” he asked. “Has it taken you this long to recover from our skirmish?”
If that had been a mere skirmish, then we really were lost. No, I told myself. He’d chosen that word deliberately, to intimidate me.
I ignored his question and said, “I didn’t expect compliments.”
“No?”
“I left you buried beneath a pile of rubble.”
“And if I told you I respect your ruthlessness?”
“I don’t think I’d believe you.”
The barest smile touched his lips. “An apt pupil,” he repeated
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for @glove23′s birthday week 2023 — DARKLINA from SHADOW AND BONE (2021- )
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renegadesstuff · 5 months
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Darklina 🖤
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ladysansalannister · 10 months
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You’ll still be deep in the ground when it’s done.
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theweeklydiscourse · 8 months
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Don’t mind me…I’m just being totally normal about the fact that The Darkling can play the fiddle. Yeah…totally not imagining the possibilities of that information. Definitely not thinking about him playing music for the other Grisha on special occasions and the juxtaposition of his shadowy persona with a whimsical and lively instrument. No, I would never imagine the look on Alina’s face when she hears him play for the first time and how she’d think her eyes were deceiving her. Not at all…
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alannacouture · 1 year
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They could have had it all 😢 
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Listen here, Darklina antis, 'cause I'm only going to say this once.
Darklina is a fictional ship.
The Darkling is a fictional character.
He doesn't exist in real life.
Fiction is made so that we as humans can use our imagination.
Just because I, and many other people, enjoy this ship doesn't mean we wouldn't call the police the second we saw an abusive relationship in real life. Yes, Darklina is toxic. We are well aware. But what Darklina isn't and will never be, is being a real sitiation with real people.
Arguing whether or not they should or shouldn't be together using real life's lens is pointless because they are not part of real life. They are part of a fictional universe that came from a person's mind.
So rest assured that we are not blind or stupid and can differentiate between fiction and reality.
Now let us enjoy the second season in peace and don't criticise us for fangirling over the chocking scene. Please and thank you.
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lordservilo · 1 year
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Moodboard - Aleksander Morozova
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tamibae · 2 years
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perpetuallyvvperplexed · 11 months
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what it looks like when two actors have slept with each other:
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colorfulsmayles24 · 1 year
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The Darkling was in love with Alina till the end prove me wrong
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xalonelydreamerx · 7 months
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— ruin & rising | sapphic!darklina au
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Dawn Greeting Dusk Falling
A reimagining of the events after ‘Siege and Storm’ and a coping mechanism for the SaB S2 ending we would rather not have…
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She had kept a little of his shadow, he enough of her light. This is what made it possible, this meeting at the roiling edge of the Fold where Alina knew she would one day find herself.
Fifty years did he say? She knew it had been more, and still it surprised her as the seasons dragged on that love had endured — the love of so many, and the love of one above all. Even if she had to watch each one shrouded and laid in the ground. Each and every one.
What she means to do here now is neither a reckoning, nor a reconciliation. The moment is simply right. She looks into the shadows, and lifts her hand. The globe of light is muted, as though in a fog; but she knows he will not fail to see it.
“Alina.”
There is no rage in the way he says her name, not even a question. They are past that, she supposes.
One who was too young, and one who lived too long; they were here now, nearly unchanged but for her white hair worn unbound. He did not expect her to come sooner, he knew time well enough. He might have thought he knew her as well.
She did not destroy the Fold.
Thought dead after the collapse of the Chapel, legend had it that her spirit guided skiffs as they made each journey. For not a soul has been lost to the Fold since.
That was how she knew that he wasn’t lost. And the knowledge, when she realized it, caused her that day to weep with joy.
The two of them lived because they could not let the other die; when his humanity was burning away, she held on blindly to what remained and he … she could not name what he did, but in the end she knew he had kept her from falling into darkness.
He had kept — some essence, some hope? Light either way.
And a resolve not to lose her to the void.
What was left of him that day was drawn to the Fold, the only place where he could still exist.
A shadow among shadows.
“You might have left me with a fresh set of clothes. An eternity disheveled is its own unique torture.”
She startles with laughter, the unexpected joy at the even more unexpected attempt at humor freeing the tension in her shoulders. She lets herself smile at him, and his smile is genuine as he smiles back.
“Are you angry?” she asks.
“What is anger for?” is his reply.
Flame sputtering to life in sunlight has more purpose.
A silence heavy as the weight of loss they now share settles between them.
“I could not bear it if you turned from me now.”
He spoke the truth. It was the same truth she would always understand, no matter the centuries left to them, no matter their choices that will always hang in the balance.
She reaches for him with a tendril of shadow.
He holds out his hand in welcome.
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A/N: For my AU sister @becauseicantthinkwritings who has been putting up with my not-fun era for longer than she should 😅
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renegadesstuff · 9 months
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“I thought I could control it all once. Find peace. And for a moment, I swear I did.” 💔
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dark was the way (still that voice inside my head)
Rated T | Darklina
She'd known he'd be able and willing to help her, when no one else was.
A triple drabble for @scrapbirdy for Fragments of Sun and Shadow.
Moodboard by me.
Read on AO3.
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