On Darkling's death in Ruin and Rising
How long does whole TGT last? A year? Two?
It starts with the Darkling desperate, Ravka in shambles, position of Grisha unsustainable. Why else would he put all his money on a girl he barely knows? A girl, who's never interested in anything around her. A girl, who's more than willing to jump ship as soon as an opportunity arises?!
He gambles, miscalculates, survives certain death by ripping away parts of his being, is betrayed again (and again)... Takes the position he needs to be able to direct his people out of the shitstorm they're in, all the while being generally distrusted or outright hated.
He's losing supporters left and right. Death, desertion, stupid fucking religious cult of Effortless Saint... His abusive mother- his sole lifelong companion (she made sure of that)- commits pretty performative suicide right in front of him. The final fuck you, the very last wound she could inflict.
He cracks again and again, always keeps going.
But in the Fold? Centuries of planning, loss, suffering and it's all been for NOTHING. His hands are empty, the foolish hope for company- NOT EVEN LOVE!- gone. There's nothing left. Not for him, not for his people. He gives up at last.
As @darkestelemental616 said,
TGT is a tragedy following Aleksander's slow descent into madness.
All the worse when you realize how much he overcame before, and how little did Alina know or understand. It would hit differently if his doom proved to be some decades old nemesis, or someone, who'd destroy him for some higher goal, not just "The Darkling evil and I want to be left alone.".
“In this moment he was just a boy - a boy, who wanted to make the world a place to live without fear.”
Even in his death, LB wanted us to see him as powerful (and power hungry), no matter how powerless he's actually been.
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"Who do you think I could have been?" Wolfwood asked, softly, in the glow of the diffused light from their bedroom lamp. He was pressed against the side of Vash's body beneath a haphazard blanket barely covering either of them.
Vash was stroking his hair, carefully, threading through the messy mop of black hair now speckled with silver threads. He found it endearing, sexy even, but the sight of the glittering hairs sometimes brought Nicholas to this place in the lockbox of his brain.
The place where he started thinking way too much.
Nicholas glanced up at him. "Y' know, if things were… different."
The unsaid words hung in the air between them like a storm cloud, and Vash heard them all. "Who do you think I could have been, if I'd had different opportunities? If I hadn't been experimented on? If I'd had my own free will?"
Vash smiled down at the gaze peering up at him, and bit back the bitter taste in his mouth; this subject always made him sad. If things were different, they'd never have met, as selfish as that sounded, and he couldn't imagine his life without Nicholas now, but… This meant something to his lover, to his soulmate, to his best friend.
"I think you could have been someone who changed the entire world," Vash answered. "Someone who solved every problem on Gunsmoke, someone who's name would be known across the lands! Nicholas D. Wolfwood! Savior of the planet!!!!!"
Dramatically, he spread his hand out into the air and painted it across in an arch, as if hanging Nicholas's name in lights above their creaky bed. Painting him as a hero.
A spark of light flitted across Nicholas's solemn gaze, and Vash leaped on it. He rolled sideways, draping his long body across Wolfwood's like a security blanket and pressed his chin atop his muscled chest.
"Unfortunately, though, my big, brave Wolfwood, you're stuck being my savior instead."
Wolfwood pressed a hand against the center of Vash's back, mouth perking into a half smile.
"That means I did save the entire world, then," Wolfwood whispered. "My entire world."
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You know how Nick/Gatsby and Holmes/Watson and Enjolras/Grantaire are super popular gay classic lit ships? I’m genuinely surprised there’s not a slash-shipping community around Sydney Carton and Charles Darnay from a Tale of Two Cities…like. I get the reason Darnay/Carton isn’t popular is because no one cares about A Tale of Two Cities but their relationship is so bizarrely homoerotic for literally no reason! It’s like Built to be some Dark Academia tumblr ship! I think Carton/Darnay should be in the tumblr gay classic lit canon, repping Dickens and the way Dickens’ misogynistic inability to write convincing heterosexual relationships results in his characters seeming extremely gay.
I could write an entire essay on why A Tale of Two Cities makes more sense if you ignore Dickens’ intent and read Carton as gay (with quotes supporting my point) but like. Carton insists he’s in love with Darnay’s wife Lucie but spends much more of his page-time talking to/flirting with Darnay (to the point where he’s never had an on page conversation with Lucie until he “confesses his love” to her in a scene where he also immediately rejects himself for her, and insists that their relationship would be Impossible for Reasons and that his heart isn’t Capable of feeling things the way it should, as if he’s chosen to convince himself he’s in love with her because she’s unattainable and he will never have to be in a relationship with her.) Darnay and Carton have all these tense charged snarky interactions that feel like fanfic. Darnay’s thing with Lucie is pretty bland but there’s this huge emphasis on the fact that he and Carton are “counterparts.” Whenever Dickens tries to write Carton as being sad that Lucie loves another man it generally comes across as Carton being jealous of Lucie, because he’s almost never had a full conversation with Lucie and spends most of his time instead having these very sad clingy desperate pathetic conversations with the men who love her. Carton has a weird homoerotic thing going on with his jock law partner Stryver, who he sacrifices everything for and spends all his time with and lets invade his personal space/walk all over him for reasons he refuses to explain (all while Stryver repeatedly mocks Carton for being incapable of falling in love with women). Carton ultimately sacrifices his life for Darnay by forcibly taking off Darnay’s clothes and disguising himself as him….like?
One of their first interactions is Carton heroically saving Darnay’s life, then drunkenly calling himself Darnay’s “counterpart” and asking him on a date.
Like.
Hm.
This feels like the banter you’d find in an Enjolras/Grantaire fanfic:
Fellas is it gay to
But yeah! The main thing people remember about A Tale of Two Cities are the cool peasant women revolutionaries, who Dickens is trying to portray as villains but who are actually the best characters in the book. And if I’m going to be mean to my high school self (who was obsessed with ATOTC for some reason) I’d say that the central melodrama between Carton/Darnay/Lucie is a weakness of the novel because Carton’s arc has nothing to do with the political French Revolution stuff, so his sacrifice feels thematically disconnected from all the book’s attempts at political commentary. HOWEVER. I think it works better if it’s gay.Also the Vengeance and Madame Defarge are gay, but people aren’t ready for that conversation!
So yee!! people on tumblr love ships that are like “hot goody-two-shoes classic lit boy in a suit x hot snarky classic lit sadboi in a suit”, but so few ppl remember Carton and Darnay, who were repping that all the way back in the 1790s 😔😔😔😔😔
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