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thedarklingxalina · 2 years
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Chapters: 8/? Fandom: Shadow and Bone (TV), The Grisha Trilogy - Leigh Bardugo Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: The Darkling | Aleksander Morozova/Alina Starkov, Ivan & Alina Starkov Characters: Alina Starkov, The Darkling | Aleksander Morozova, Ivan (The Grisha Trilogy) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, What if Alina and Ivan were siblings?, Fluff, Angst, protective big brother Ivan, troublesome little sister Alina, Humor, familial bond, Family Fluff, Darklina Relationship, Darklina endgame, Imaginary friend to enemies to lovers, Soulmate Bond Summary:
When Alina was a little girl, she wished on stars and wishing wells, that her brother was wrong, that her imaginary friend was real.
It is a wish she lives to regret.
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"I am as real as you are. As real as the harshness of the winter beating down across Ravka. As the hunger in your stomach. The coldness in your skin."
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Or Ivan and Alina are siblings and it becomes clear that Alina's imaginary friend is the Darkling.
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madeleineengland · 1 year
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The Darkling (Shadow & Bone s2)
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aesthetic--mood · 6 months
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Aleksander Morozova "The Darkling" Aesthetic
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theriverdiary · 1 year
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I swear I loved you ‘til my dying day
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When The Darkling said "Let me be your monster... Let me carry the hatred of this world" as if to say I'll carry this burden for you so you'll never have too. I'll shoulder the darkness so you can remain in the light *clutches hand to chest, lies down, dies*
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sonnetsoncanvas · 2 years
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They say he burns the world for pleasure,
that he’s the forbidden fruit that will poison me.
But what they don’t know is,
That my heart warms at the sight of the fire he lights at my altar.
And if he’s the poison?
Well then,
I would gladly let his venom seep into my very core.
- Persephone
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loisfreakinglane · 3 months
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ricardian-werewolf · 2 months
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Fanfic Masterlist:
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(Cover is of Gassed, by John Singer Sargent. Held in the custody of IWM London). (cover made using Canva). Abstract: Set in an alternate timeline of the Grishaverse where the country of Ravka very closely resembles the Western Front of the Great War, this is a fic that sets out to explore an idea: What if First Army developed their own order of Saints, and how this affects the war effort. Part reflection on Religion, War, femininity, and social propaganda movements, part war-story Straight from the early 20th century a la the writings of Will R Bird. All angst. Characters: Nikolai Lantsov, Dominik Vertov, Olga Kylov (oc), Will R Bird, Alina Starkov, and others! Pairings: Nikolai x OC. Rating: Mature CW/TWs: War, mentions of extreme violence, universe typical prejudices, heavy discussions of religion. Later chapters go into period typical sexism of the late Victorian period, and share cases similar to that of the Red Army's female soldiers of ww2. Masterlist: (updated with new chapters) 1. Over There
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Rating: Mature Cw/Tws: heavy discussions of mental health, prices of religious trauma and sainthood. Lots of mentions of attempted assassinations by Vasily. Sexual assault mentions, smut in later chapters, graphic depictions of violence, but canon. merzost being used anti-canonically.
Ao3 Link: Masterlist: (Updated with new chapters).
Stars 'round his wrists.
When I am King, you will be first against the wall.
Take My hand, I'll drown you with me.
But your profile could not hide the fact you knew I was approaching your throne.
The world is lying fallow and you are apart from me.
Holy Water cannot help you now.
Still, I follow the Heartlines on your hand.
Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap.
The Cost of the Crown.
I am a world's forgotten boy.
Non-Grishverse FIC. **** Profunda Venae - Deep veins. 
Chronicling a split off of English history during the weeks after Victoria’s coronation, this series explores the What-Ifs of the English Industrial revolution and the idea of vampires being representative of the ruling class. It also dives into the ideas of class revolution, Nuclear Winter, the usage of productive power to control the narrative, and more. It is also mainly a narrative of just how dangerous controlling the reins of who tells history can truly be.
Written during the hardest years of my life, this series was created to be a distraction from the mires and misery of Neurodivergency in a common-education experience.
Book 1 is set in a world much like our own with certain shifts. Book 2 is a world that starts out similar and quickly becomes quite different. Book 3 is a world that is far in the past and far in the future all at once.
Book 1: The Lineaments of Malefaction: [Finished]
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Synopsis:
1838 - the house of Hanover and the United Kingdom are at last stable. Queen Victoria has taken to the throne with Lord M at her shoulder as her beloved Prime Minister. However, as always, those left in the shadows squabble and plot.
For what more of a travesty can there be than a sweet queen of 18, and a human one at that?
Wrongs must always be righted, regardless of who is in the way. Sometimes those means are more dastardly than anyone could imagine. As someone once said, family is not stronger than the blood that is spilt on the battlefield of power.
Chapter List, with dates of publication:
1. Pills and plans (2022-03-11)
2. Blood in the water (2022-03-12)
3. A murder of politicians (2022-03-13)
4. Ballrooms and bites (2022-03-13)
5. The Revenants of Pemberley (2022-03-17)
6. Lifting the veil (2022-03-17)
7. Burning down the castle (2022-03-28)
8. Shadows, the stars, and you. (2022-03-28)
9. Oh Noel (2022-04-02)
10. For the Queen (2022-04-02)
11. If we burn, you burn with us (2022-04-07)
12. recovery and revolution (2022-04-07)
13. Paint it black (2022-04-07)
14. A wedding and a honeymoon. (2022-04-07)
15. All that ends well (2022-04-07)
Book 2: The Evils of Darkness: [Finished]
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1848 - the house of Kingsbridge and England have enjoyed 8 years of relative peace and quiet. Victoria and Lord M are at last united in matrimony and state, and those who opposed their rule are defeated or interred. Yet, plans always abound to take down those some see as unpopular.
For vampires aren’t fit to rule humans. Even in a place like Great Britain, wrongs must be righted, and balance must be restored.
No matter the personal cost.
Chapter List:
1. A bad beginning (2022-04-18)
2. Hold tight London (2022-04-21)
3. The Threads of eternity. (2022-04-21)
4. The War Game (2022-05-06)
5. When the wind blows (2022-05-06)
6. The Day After (2022-05-18)
7. Protect and survive (2022-05-30)
8. Operation square leg (2022-06-06)
9. Do no harm (2022-06-25)
10. Nuclear winter (2022-07-22)
11. Babylon (2022-08-17) Book 3: Dum Pugnatur, Bellum Amittitur [ongoing]
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1865 - the thrones of Queen Victoria and King William are lost to the wastelands. The House of Kingsbridge is no more, and in its place, factions plot and squabble to rule the destroyed land once called England.
But that is easier said then done, for England herself is a place of ruin and starvation. For the nuclear winter that ripped the royal family apart has rolled its citizens back to the Middle Ages. But for those who have survived the hell of 1858, there is a new threat on the horizon that may blot out even 1848 - America has been at war with itself for going on 4 years, and there is whispers abounding that the Royal Family may be amongst the evacuees who fled on the steamship, the Kerberos.
All of these whispers and plans within plans make for a perfect firestorm to be set upon England's starving lower classes, for as someone once said: fealty is not stronger than the blood that is spilled on the battlefield of power.
Chapter list:
1. Now Is The Winter Of Our Discontent (2023-02-02)
2. Ravens feathers and Mozart (2023-08-11)
3. Paternoster Row (2023-09-25)
4. The Evil Genius of the Republican Party. (2023-10-09)
5. A Plea To Fate (2023-11-15)
6. Marian (2024-03-07)
Fear and Delight, or how I learned to stop worrying and wear gloves to hide my trauma.
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* Set During Season 2 of the Gilded Age - does not follow central plot by the beats*. Title taken from Dr Strangelove. ***** The Russell's Newport mansion could be called many things. The New York Times called it “Grandiose - a paragon of modern architecture.” The Post deemed it: “The newly-built mansion is a sign of the shifting tides of New Money upon our cities elite,”. More attention was paid to the ongoing Opera War waged by Bertha Russell and her arch nemesis, Caroline Astor. Astor had the boxes at the Academy of Music and dealt them out like generals awarding medals to soldiers who’d survived a conflict: rarely given and precious to only a few. Bertha Russell had set up the enemy camp with her Metropolitan Opera house (still undergoing building and desperately needing funds), and sought to gain some of the broken backs of the Academy’s patrons. The more soldiers - patrons - Mrs Russell could win over in advance of the Met’s opening, the better. ***** Robber Barons, The Crows, a Princess who is in America to settle an old Score, all for one very mediocre production of Faust.
Chapter list:
1. Washington Square (2024-01-12)
2. Old Money (2024-01-21)
Blood of the Immortals:
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Atlantic City, 1921. Prohibition has come in with a bang, and the bootleggers long to profit off of people’s desire for spirits. But some of their intentions and creations come with nasty consequences. Sometimes, liquor really can kill. And for Nucky Thompson, that’s a gamble he’s willing to take. Even if federal agents are snapping at his heels, and people are dying in the streets, Atlantic City, is after all, the world’s playground.
Chapter list:
1. Blood stained sheets (2021-07-14)
2. The ivory tower (2021-07-14)
3. The tin soldier (2021-07-24)
4. A Wolf, a man, and a plan (2021-08-10)
5. Every little thing she does is madness. (2021-09-14)
6. Leave before the sun comes up (2021-09-27)
7. Burning for you (2021-10-05)
8. Death Race (2021-10-14)
9. The darkest hour is before the dawn (2021-10-18)
10. Don’t turn your back (2021-10-18)
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alabamasuhn · 10 months
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Mal and Alina feel warm and safe like when their together everything else will just fall into place. Chemistry or not they're really nice to look at, they feel like home. I don't get how you guys hate that...
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blue-eyed-banshee · 9 months
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Daily angst (Invasion of Quel'thalas edition!)
Arthas not only killed and raised Sylvans and some of her rangers; but Velonara who was dating a fellow ranger at the time (Ranger Alina) both rangers were tasked with guarding Jaina by any means necessary while Sylvanas went to face Arthas.
With reluctance, Velonara goes with Jaina to find out if the rumors are true, if Sylvanas had indeed died.
They walk through Silvermoon, using the path ultimately would be known as Murder's row; where Lirath was slumped against the wall of a Inn.
Jaina rushed over in urgency, reciting with tears that not only formed in her eyes, but started to run down her cheek. "No, no, Lirath. Please, please be alive."
Despite being ranger, Velonara was frozen in place with a shocked expression but her eyes held remorse. Remorse for her people, remorse that she left Alina alone and disobeyed her ranger-general.
A figure was approaching, hoof steps echoed throughout the now empty city that littered with the bodies of high borne elves.
Then, she heard it.
A wail full of sorrow and regret.
Both Jaina and Velonara had to cover their ears because it was so loud. After that wail had ceased, A man stood in front of her ontop a steed that was all too familiar to Jaina.
"Arthas..." She whispered before she took note of the translucent figure beside him, the source of the devastating wail she had heard just moments ago. She saw an arrow fly past her but Arthas forced the banshee to defend him.
Velonara, joined with Alina with ears starting to bleed managed step in front of Jania in a protective fashion.
Alina had her bow trained on Arthas, her eyes narrowed as she felt a familiar presence nearby and it wasn't her fellow ranger.
Her eyes then widened as she realized who it was; Ranger-General Sylvanas Windrunner.
Alina saw Velonara being attacked by Sylvanas, their friend, their sister and... their protector.
"Vel!" She hollered, she wanted to run and help... but her feet, they wouldn't move.
Claws ripped through the ranger's chest piece, puncturing a lung as Alina watched in horror as the woman she loved fell to the ground.
"No!" She shouted with a desperate cry as she finally ran over, sliding on her knees as Velonara fell into her arms.
Alina had tears streaming down her cheeks as she listened to Velonara's labored breathing.
"Focus on me, my love." The ranger said before slowly tracing her hand over a necklace she had given her.
Velonara coughed silently as Alina saw blood on the corner of her lips, the lips she kissed in the forest during their patrol. "Please don't leave me..." She whispered in Thalassian, sensing the woman in her arms didn't have much time left.
A weak, trembling hand was place on her cheek, wiping away any tears that started to form. "Vendel'o eranu." A whisper that was barely audible the human ear but Alina heard it clear as day.
"I... wanted to make you mine..." The crying ranger said in common, mustering a strong voice or trying to, at least.
Alina's ears twitched as her words registered within her.
"I... had plans... a ring." She could barely get every word out without her voice breaking.
Velonara let out a weak chuckle before coughing violently to which Alina ran a ungloved hand against her cheek.
"Elor bindel felallan morin'aminor..." She whispered before bending over and touching foreheads with the dying elf.
Valonara could only smile before she looked up at Alina, unmoving. Her eyes dimmed which confirmed Alina's worst fear.
The woman she loved for so, so many years.. was gone.
She began rocking back and forth with her fallen lover in her arms, crying loudly. A cry.... of a broken woman.
Sylvanas couldn't believe that she killed one of her rangers. She, Velonara and Alina were sister who were family to her within her ranks.
She thought back to Alleria, how she would always be with them when she needed to calm down from their mother's infamous arguments with her eldest child.
When there were no more tears to shed, Alina glanced at Sylvanas with the most sorrow the ranger-general had ever seen in her eyes.
Alina inhaled a shaking breathe before getting up and drawing her bow. She did had a job to do, a promise she must fulfill to Sylvanas; to protect Jaina by any means.
And... well, you know what happens to her.
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laylaslibrary · 1 year
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Kneeling before me, he lays his head on my lap and says, ' I’m going to ruin you.'
Kate Elizabeth Russell, My Dark Vanessa
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uptheclouds · 1 year
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And in that moment..
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He knew he had fucked up…
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professssor · 1 year
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Were you always heartless? Did you learn it from your mother father? The way you ran away from all this— Was I just the target? 'Cause it's hittin' me the hardest. Maybe this is what you wanted. Well you got it.
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Every bed, every empty affection turned around to be used as a weapon even though I can offer connection.
Well, I hope that you love this attention.
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I gave you tears when you wanted emotion. You said it was love, so I cried out an ocean for you.
You’re probably fine now. Not even hurting. You’re free as a bird now. Well I’ll carry the burden.
If this is what love is then I guess I'm loveless.
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Don't know what you call it. I shouldn't be nostalgic for the way you went away from all this 'cause babe, you don't deserve it. Finally time you heard it.
You might be a loveless person and you know it.
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I gave you tears when you wanted emotion. You said it was love, so I cried out an ocean for you.
You said it was love, so…
If this is what love is then I guess I'm loveless.
Then I guess I’m loveless.
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Loveless by PVris
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dinathalawriter · 2 years
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seventfics · 1 year
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Summary:
There is a new kefta on her room’s folding screen.
It’s a gold shade of amber, of matte style. White thread elegantly climbs up the arms and skirt and spools out into a sunburst. On its chest is a great sun, embroidered in the pattern of a swirling white-hot fire.
Alina takes it up. She rubs her thumbs over the corecloth fabric. Amber and white. Her colors, and no one else’s.
Chapters: 18/? | Fandom: the grisha trilogy, shadow and bone (tv) | Rating: M | Warnings: None | Relationships: The Darkling/Mal/Alina, Mal/Alina, The Darkling/Mal, The Darkling/Alina, Ivan & Genya, Mal & Genya | Additional Tags: Post-Episode: s01e08 Into The Fold, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, What If Prisoner Subplot?, Slow Burn Darkling/Mal, Angst, Enemies to Lovers, Whatever Mal and the Darkling Have Going On Intensifies, Hints of Dark Alina, Alina Has PSTD, Past The Darkling | Aleksander Morozova/Luda, Rewriting Siege and Storm, Mild Gore, Eventual Smut, Someone will have a happy ending, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Amplifier Highs
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darklinaforever · 1 year
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Free little excerpts from a crisp passage from my story about light and darkness called The Call of Darkness (I would like to point out that the names used in this extract are maybe provisional). :
His breath mingles with mine, and I'm ecstatic.
« Call me by my name. My real name. » I demanded.
I needed it. Terribly needed. Like a bestial impulse that demanded to be satisfied, under penalty of suffering a murderous fury.
« El nour. »
I throw my head back, savoring my name between his lips, in his velvet voice that I will never tire of listening to. He repeats it over and over again, making me feel adored.
Revered.
A new flash appears to me. Me, in my tower, prisoner and praised. My light going out... A bitter feeling takes place in me and I tense up. Darius notices this and pauses, waiting for me to revive him.
No... ! No I didn't want to be worshipped. Never again.
I wanted to be loved.
I attempt to kiss him again, but he takes my face in his hands instead, placing a myriad of kisses there.
« El nour. Elia... » he whispered. « My Elia to me. »
My tears flow without my being able to stop it and he embraces me, whispering soft and reassuring words in my ear in this language that belonged only to us, continuing to kiss me.
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