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bezzvezdnyysvyatoy-a ยท 6 months
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#๐๐„๐™๐™๐•๐„๐™๐ƒ๐๐˜๐˜๐’๐•๐˜๐€๐“๐Ž๐˜. you live in a single moment. i live in a thousand.
๐…๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ž ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ง๐  ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ'๐ซ๐ž ๐š๐›๐ฅ๐ž. ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ˆ ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐š๐ซ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐ฉ๐ซ๐š๐œ๐ญ๐ข๐œ๐ž ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ž๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ญ๐ฒ.
I saw emptiness enter his eyes, felt the yawning void inside him stretch wider, and infinite wasteland. The calm left him, all that cool certainty. He cried out in his rage.
ind. private & selective heavily headcanon based aleksandr morozov. summoned by sasha.
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silluette ยท 1 year
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โ Fight me as long as you're able. You will find I have far more practice with eternity. โž
independent aleksander morozova, THE DARKLING, of shadow and bone. penned by jesse.
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wintxrsongwhinnie ยท 7 months
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Genuinely I would sell my soul for someone to come play The darkling (Aleksandr) against whinnie.
Pretty please with a cherry on top?
I use discord so just hmu for my code.
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behindfairytales ยท 3 months
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Ben Barnesย inย Shadow and Boneย (s2) asย Aleksander Kirigan / The Darkling
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moonlightgrisha ยท 11 months
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First encounter
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Ch. 1 This is how it all began. [Masterlist] Previous - Next
On your first night at the Grand Palace, you fall asleep in your bed and wake up in a meadow.
You gasp, and you stumble, then you realize what has happened. You sleepwalked out of your room, out of the gates, up the hill above the palace grounds.
You guess by your dirty nightgown and scratched arms that it must have not been an easy way. You shiver, then look up.
A thin crescent moon is still lingering in the sky, although you can already see the first flashes of dawn. You are here, alone, and you cannot resist. You lift your head to call upon it.
If he had been just a few seconds late, he would have caught you in the act. But you see him first, and you freeze.
He is dressed in black, riding a dark horse, looking at you.
Shadows. Monsters. Blood.
Memories of your nightmares suddenly get hold of you. The man is Grisha, and they told you about him.
He could say a million things, but he says: "Are you lost?"
"No", you answer. You don't know why you said that.
He doesn't move. "You are not Grisha", he mumbles, so low you can barely hear him. He seems confused for a second, then he speaks again. "What are you doing here?"
You try not to feel so cold. "The same as you, a morning stroll". You pause, then add. "Sir".
You can swear he doesn't buy any of it, but he seems to recall his manners, now. He takes his horse a few steps back. "These are Little Palace's grounds. You shouldn't be here... milady".
"Huh?"
"You are not Grisha", he says again, this time louder. It sounds more like a question.
You are used to lie, but this time you just can't. So you say: "I'll better be going, now. Have a good day".
You turn your back at the Darkling and begin to find your way in the woods, hoping he wouldn't come after you, hoping he doesn't see through you.
You don't look back, and he doesn't follow you. The morning light is shining, now, and if he sends shadows after you, you can't tell.
Your heart is pounding in your chest.
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bewitched-bullet ยท 13 days
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the scandal will only be over when you decide to deactivate your account ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜˜
Scandal?? What scandal? Hey, @toccata-i-voir you cheating on me with another eldritch overlord??
I've been so entrenched in the webs of this digital purgatory for so long, "deactivation" would simply allow my tendrils to bud off and grow anew. You obviously, can't handle just one of me. Just imagine if there were more.
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thedarklinglovearchived ยท 2 years
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((EVERYONE. LOOK AT BABY ECLIPSE
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myriadegraphique ยท 1 month
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Avatars / 400x640 / Ben Barnes
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redoxchai ยท 3 months
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Wait, did I really not post my first Changeling the Lost character here?? Maybe I was afraid of the old female-presenting nipples rule ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ Or was she taken down without notice...?
Her name is Charlotte!
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fionatheblackfairy ยท 6 months
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its-a-darkling-thing ยท 9 months
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A crรฆture of the night
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theblacktsar ยท 4 months
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โ€œ๐‘‡โ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘ค๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘™๐‘‘ ๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘”๐‘–๐‘›๐‘”, ๐ด๐‘™๐‘–๐‘›๐‘Ž. ๐‘€๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘˜๐‘’๐‘ก๐‘  ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘“๐‘™๐‘’๐‘  ๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘—๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘ก ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘๐‘’๐‘”๐‘–๐‘›๐‘›๐‘–๐‘›๐‘”. ๐ผโ€™๐‘ฃ๐‘’ ๐‘ ๐‘’๐‘’๐‘› ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘ค๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘  ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘ฆโ€™๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘‘๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘™๐‘œ๐‘๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘–๐‘› ๐พ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘โ„Ž ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐น๐‘—๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘‘๐‘Ž. ๐‘‡โ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘Ž๐‘”๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐บ๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘Ž ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘ค๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘š๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘Ž๐‘› ๐‘’๐‘›๐‘‘.โ€ โ€” Bardugo, Leigh, Shadow and Bone, Henry Holt and Co. (2012)
โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ” . * โ ยธ . โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”
Everyone heard of the expansion of the Shadow Fold โ€” the stories of greed that poisoned the Darkling. How he'd wanted more power for himself. No one knew just how much weight he carried, the battles he fought on his own so his Grisha could sleep at night โ€” protected, warm stones under their beds. And those who did know โ€” well, they didn't usually live to tell the story.
In the shadows of the night, the formidable Darkling led his fleet of Grisha warriors, weaving their way through the treacherous Black Fold. Cloaked in darkness and fueled by their unique powers, they moved with a purposeful stride, their eyes fixed on the horizon.
Their mission was twofold, seeking both power and purpose. Rumors had reached the Darkling's ears of a hidden Shu facility, a bastion of secrets, and within it, a dangerous substance called jurda parem. Whispers spoke of its ability to amplify Grisha powers, rendering them unstoppable. The allure of such power intrigued the Darkling, but he also understood the grave dangers it posed to his people.
As they crept through the Shu facility, fending off guards with effortless grace and deadly precision, the Darkling and his fleet discovered the true extent of the horrors. Rows upon rows of vials contained jurda parem, a sickly substance, pulsing with a wicked energy. Its presence was intoxicating, seductive, promising untold strength. But the Darkling knew that power gained at such a price would ultimately corrupt all that was good within him and his kind.
With a heavy heart and a mind steadfast, the Darkling made the decision to destroy the jurda paremโ€”and with itโ€”the experimentsโ€”the Grisha that their enemies had imprisoned. His army stood with him, channeling their powers into a coordinated assault, tearing through the facility like a tempest. Just as the enhanced Grisha fought against them. Explosions illuminated the night sky as chaos reigned. Each vial shattered and dissolved into nothingness, releasing the hold that jurda parem had over the Grisha world.
When the smoke finally settled, only the Darkling and his devoted right-hand, Ivan, remained. The Darkling's eyes, once lively and filled with ambition, now held a touch of sorrow. He had paid a heavy price for the destruction of jurda parem, sacrificing many lives in the process, but he understood the necessity of his actions.
โ€œ We will have to inform the King before they rebuild this. โ€ Ivan remarked.
โ€œ No. It will only cause fear. Not only to him but also our own. Fear won't be our enemies' ally. Not when I exist. โ€ Gazing upon the ruins of the Shu facility, the Darkling vowed to destroy the Shu for this. Destroy the Fjerdans who aided them. Destroy the Kerch who funded the making of this substance.
No matter the price it took.
โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ” . * โ ยธ . โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”
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This is a drabble based off that line Sasha gave Alina when they met in Shadow & Bone. It's an accompanying drabble to my personal headcanon that: The Darkling had known about jurda parem before anyone else and he was setting up the coup d'etat currently, speeding his plans so as to prevent these countries from recreating it. He has a reason to expand the Fold along the coastlines, to make it extremely difficult for trade to take place and simultaneously weaken these countries economy. It's strategic and it makes sense.
This can be considered canon given that it's there in the books as a potential hint, but it's also subtle enough that it leaves for other interpretations. Maybe to others he was just manipulating Alina, but to me, this is another one of the truths he is willing to give in part. Not wholly, because she wasn't ready yet and he knew she grew up having prejudices against Grisha.
This also answers the questions: Why was he so eager? Why was Ivan so devoted? Why did he want to expand the Fold now? Why did he make everything sound so drastic now? What makes this situation different from all the other wars? Other weapons? Sure, Alina coming into existence is what most people will answer with, but Alina was just an idea โ€” some hope โ€” a tale crafted to balance the existence of shadow summoners but there was not any concrete proof she'd ever come into existence at all.
He always could expand the Fold, even without a sun summoner. But it has to happen now because the situation is dire and it's lucky that she's here because it makes things easier. (Other than, of course the sentimentality and symbolism of it to him.)
I also headcanoned this because I've always questioned the canon history that is the Black Heretic grew hungry for more power. Because years later, we're then met with a lonely immortal boy burdened by the fact he outlives everyone he comes to care for so he instead devotes his entire existence to becoming his people's defender, at the cost of his own soul. Why would he want more power if that only added to his immortality? The loneliness?
Plus, we know how different folk tales are to the reality of actual events (ex: the tale of Senje Ulla of the Waves vs. the brave Ulla of the Sildrohers) so it's also plausible the Black Heretic's history was written by the victors, the oppressors, or to put it simply, the greedy Lantsov King at the time.
Thank you for your time!!
โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ” . * โ ยธ . โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”
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verruecktes-kind ยท 1 year
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I would looove to have a Aleksander x Nikolai roleplay game.
Does someone wants to play with me?
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argentangelhelps ยท 1 year
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317 ICONS OF BEN BARNES IN SHADOW & BONE SEASON 1
all icons are free to use with credit to @argentangelhelps !
you may edit to your liking (add borders, psds, textures ect)
do not use for : celebrity/real person rps or paid commissions, everything else is up to user discretion. (donโ€™t make me change this rule)
they are edited (sharpened) in ps, however they are meant to be used under the psd of your choice! if you choose to use them as they are they should work just fine! they are 75px square and do not come with any borders.
all screencaps used come from https://screencapped.net/ i did not make them, i just cropped them into icons.
FACECLAIM INFO : ben is white & jewish
TRIGGER WARNINGS : ย kissing
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behindfairytales ยท 6 months
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Ben Barnesย inย Shadow and Boneย (s2) asย Aleksander Kirigan / The Darkling
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moonlightgrisha ยท 11 months
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A dance of shadows
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Ch. 2 You meet the Black General again, among the chattering of the ball, but he has is mind set on something else. [Masterlist] Previous - Next
He's here.
This is not the first social engagement you have attended since your arrival at the Grand Palace. There's been quite a few, actually, as your distant royal relatives parade you searching for the best match. You are probably being a disappointment, because you spend your time gossiping with other girls, drinking far too much champagne and stomping on the feet of your suitors.
He's the first Grisha you see attending one of these events. He must abide by the rules of the court too and show himself at the Grand Palace, sometimes.
The tsarina introduces you, although he can't possibly be a suitor of sorts. You know a thing or two about Grisha: this man has definitely been living longer than any other in the room and cannot be interested.
He doesn't take your hand, just respectfully bows his head, and suddenly the two of you are alone in the crowd, with nothing to say.
You have something to say, actually. It would be so easy, to just speak up and say: "I can call upon moonlight, take me with you". But your tongue is tied, and when it loosens, you say the stupidest thing in the world.
"Do you dance?"
He barely smiles, seemingly amused. "Not if I can help it".
And now that you have made a fool of yourself, you hide your face in your glass of wine. You need a refill.
"Although I've heard you are quite the dancer", he adds, and you almost choke on your wine.
"Don't believe everything you hear" you stutter. "Or you'll end up with a broken foot".
That's just small talk, and it's making you uncomfortable. You shouldn't be standing next to him, you shouldn't be making jokes at him, you shouldn't be talking to him at all.
And he shouldn't be talking to you. You are pretty sure he's just playing the politics game, so you bow, ready to take your leave, when he casually leans forward and whispers:
"Who are you?"
"You heard the tsarina", you answer, not very politely. "She just introduced us".
His glare widens. He seems to contemplate all the lies you dress yourself with. "But we met before", he continues. "Haven't we?"
"You mistake me for som--"
"Don't lie to me, milady".
You turn red with rage, and get bold. "How dare you--"
"I can't keep myself from wondering what you were really doing on top of that hill above the Little Palace, at the end of night", he keeps talking, undisturbed. He has piercing eyes, and you could get lost in his glare if he weren't what he is. "It's the old story of the rebellious noblewoman? Running from an unwanted fate, perhaps?"
You can't help it. "Or running towards it", you mumble.
Someone comes to your rescue. They see a lady in distress and they just can't resist. A gentleman you've never seen before, never heard of, comes over to ask you to dance.
You turn to your interrogator with a small, triumphant smile. He's the picture of formality, now, but this time, when he bows, he takes your hand. You are wearing gloves, but you feel...
Something is awfully right, or awfully wrong. It has to do with his grasp, his eyes, the evening shadows lingering at the golden windows of the Grand Palace and, damn you, it's a full moon tonight. The Darkling looks at you and now he's smiling, and you don't know who's winning anymore.
You go on dancing, but when you spin around, he's gone.
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