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saltwaterburns · 5 months

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shadow & bone has officially been cancelled. i might kill myself. this is the end of my very!!! last!!! straw!!! no mourners no funerals? i'm mourning AND in need of a funeral

#𖦹 saltwaterburns speaks!#shadow and bone #six of crows #jesper fahey #kaz brekker #nina zenik #alina starkov #the darkling #alexander morozova #crows #six of crows jesper #kaz and inej #inej ghafa #shadow and bone x reader #shadow and bone fanfiction #nikolai lantsov #nikolai lantsov x reader

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wandawxdow · 1 year

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Alina Starkov x Aleksander Morozova

fic recs

for you i would ruin myself by fkevin073

a rotten heart by pathrocluss

Like Calls To Like by opheliarose

All The Lonely Ones by i_can_write_in_my_dreams

I’d Never Let You Be Alone by shandy_and_champagne

i should live in salt by larry_hystereks

give you my wild, give you a child by fkevin073

now i’m reflecting light by fkevin073

Vesegda, Always by vuas

The Danger Is (I’m Dangerous) by Ceris_Malfoy

keep the light from passing through by starwarringavengers

You Light Up My World by KrazyKyStHatter

i see the real you (even if you don’t, i do) by Ironblue

#shadow and bone fanfiction #shadow and bone imagine #shadow and bone ao3 #shadow and bone #shadow and bone fanfic #the darkling fanfic #alina starkov #fic rec #alina x kirigan #alina x darkling #alina x aleksander #alina starkov x the darkling #darklina #darklina fic rec #darklina fanfic #darklina fanfiction

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marvelmusing · 2 years

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New Position

Pairing: Aleksander Morozov x Fem!Reader x Alina Morozova

Summary: A Modern AU. Mr Morozov is notoriously particular regarding his employees. As his newest assistant, your final test is to gain the approval of his wife.

A/N: I’m not sure if anyone would want to read a modern!darklina x reader fic but I liked this idea too much to not post it.

My Masterlist

As the CEO of Grisha Publishing - one of the largest publishing companies in the world - Aleksander required perfection in every aspect of his working life. Due to this mentality, he had been through a long line of assistants, to the point in which Genya, his Head of HR, had berated him for being too much of a perfectionist. But it wasn’t Aleksander’s fault that the last assistant had mixed up his entire calendar for the next two months. Or that the one before that had looked down on his darling Alina when she had accidentally interrupted a meeting in his home study. If there’s one thing Aleksander won’t tolerate, it’s disrespect towards his wife.

Then you came along.

Your punctuality alone is enough for Aleksander to keep you as his assistant. You’re always at work before he is, ready and waiting with his coffee just as he likes it. You sort every bit of paper alphabetically. You manage the majority of his emails by yourself, only forwarding them to him as a last resort. Within your first week you’re more productive than all of Aleksander’s previous assistants combined.

After just over a month of settling into your new position, Aleksander decides on one final test. He asks you to meet him at his apartment before heading to the office one morning.

The elevator opens up directly into the penthouse on the top floor, and you take a deep breath before stepping inside cautiously. You spot Alina almost immediately. She’s perched on a barstool, her elbows resting on the kitchen counter as she pulls a selection of gold rings onto her delicate fingers. She’s wearing a simple, black body-con dress that stops mid-thigh. The neckline is round, allowing you to see a peak of her cleavage, and your mouth goes dry at the sight of her looking so casually elegant as she raises her eyes from her jewellery to look at you.

You offer her a tentative smile, trying your hardest to push your nerves away.

“I’m here for Mr Morozov?” You had intended for it to be a statement, but to your ears it sounds too much like a question. She nods with a smile, adjusting her position on the barstool. Her bare legs swing, and you force yourself to meet her eyes.

“Sasha should be ready soon.”

You nod in acknowledgement, looking down at her hands noting the golden wedding band around her finger - the one that matches Mr Morozov’s.

“I brought his coffee, and a little something for you as well.” You say, setting the coffees and paper bag on the counter near her. Her eyes widen and she slides the bag over, and opens it up. “I wasn’t sure what you’d like, you don’t have to eat it of course.” Your voice trails off.

When Mr Morozov had told you to meet him at his apartment you were almost consumed by nerves. He was famously protective over his wife, and you wanted her to like you as well. You had asked Genya for help, as Alina was quite an introvert and preferred to stay out of the public eye.

During your lunch break, you had used Genya’s phone to scroll through Alina’s private Instagram account. She’s beautiful, though that’s of no surprise to you, considering how attractive Mr Morozov is. Together they seem like the perfect pair.

You had managed to spot a cafe in one of her posts and had taken an educated guess on what sort of treat she would like. You had picked a chocolate orange croissant, and from the smile on her face your choice had been a success.

There’s movement out of the corner of your eye, and you turn your head to meet Mr Morozov’s eyes. He nods politely at you as he approaches, his dress shoes swinging from his fingers as he sits down on the couch that faces into the kitchen.

“Good morning sir.” You say in a small voice, and the corner of his mouth quirks slightly as he repsonds,

“Good morning.” You watch his nimble fingers as they tie his shoes up neatly. The thought of sitting on your knees, and doing them for him, crosses your mind. You push those thoughts away hurriedly.

Alina turns in her seat, her mouth full of croissant. She chews hurriedly with a smile before calling across to her husband,

“She brought chocolate croissants, Sasha.”

His smile widens, and your stomach flips. You’ve never seen him smile so beautifully. He stands, dusting off his pristine dress pants before walking towards you both. His hands settle on Alina’s shoulders, caressing the skin with soothing rubs over her biceps.

You decide to avert your gaze, choosing to study the glossy appliances, and the swirling pattern of the marble countertop. You hear a kiss being pressed against her forehead, and he murmurs,

“I might be working late tonight.”

“At least you’ll be in good company.”

You lift your gaze up to meet hers, and she offers you a cheeky grin of approval that warms your chest. He presses a kiss to her temple, then her cheek, and you look down again as their lips meet in a tender kiss.

Aleksander pulls his coat on, before he picks up his coffee and walks towards you. You smile at Alina.

“It was nice to meet you, Mrs Morozova.” They both turn to look at you suddenly, Alina with a surprised smile, and Aleksander with a thoughtful look in his eyes. Your stomach flips at their combined attention, and you feel like you’ve done something very right.

From that moment onwards, it was the little things you did that had them both falling for you.

That you knew Alina’s favourite flowers, the brands of make up and perfume she preferred, and what art supplies she was running low on. You worked hard to ensure that Aleksander’s evenings were always free to spend with Alina.

Inch by inch, you eased your way effortlessly into their life. You often picked Alina up from her art classes, and listened to her talk about her projects. You gave your honest opinion of her work, and were always eager to help her with errands.

When Aleksander caught the flu, you had stood at the door of his bedroom and refused to let his mother drag him to an industry conference. Instead, you brought Zoya and Ivan, Aleksander’s two most trusted employees, to the conference. To your relief, the event went smoothly. The next day, you had filled Aleksander in on everything he had missed, whilst Alina fed him spoonfuls of the soup you had made for him.

It wasn’t long before they both decided that they wanted you. Now it was only a case of finding out if you wanted them.

#darklina x reader #aleksander morozova x reader x alina starkov #aleksander morozova x reader #the darkling x reader #alina starkov x reader #aleksander morozova #alina starkov #alina starkov au #the darkling au #shadow and bone au #shadow and bone fanfiction #ben barnes #jessie mei li

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simpingcorner · 1 year

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Daughter of the Shadows

Word Count: ~1.3k Warnings: mild violence (stabbing, mentions of gunshots, physical fighting), blood, alcohol, gambling,mention of human tr*****, Pekka Rollins,not proofread, let me know if I forgot something.

Author's Note: First chapter to my Grishaverse fanfic. A reminder this is insipred by my SoC DR so it’ll follow both the books and the show plotlines, there will be changes to the canon characters and their storylines, it’s also a Kaz Brekker x OC. | English isn’t my first language so please bear with me and tell me if there’s something wrong. I hope you like it.

all rights to leigh bardugo, i only owny liith and her backstory (other ocs will be introduced later)

Read part 2 here - Ch.3 - Ch. 4 - Ch. 5 - Ch. 6

CHAPTER 1

LILITH

The starless night sky, the waves breaking on the rocks, the muffled sounds coming from the city, the briny autumn air surrounded her, it happened before she could even think of enjoying the moment a voice broke the night silence, the girl jumped to her feet, knives drawn, eyes locked on the darkness in front of her as her legs moved independently, silent movements, invisible to the inexperienced eyes allowed her to move closer to the noise source, as she’d expected a crowd had formed on the pier of the fourth harbour. Their guns reflected the dim street lamps’ light, red rubies shone under the moonlight, “This wasn’t the deal.” said a merchant’s voice, “The deal was you’d bring me fresh meat and I’d set you free.” Pekka Rollins’ hoarse voice echoed in her ears, she watched and studied the scene in front of her, hidden by the shadows, disgusted at the ideas of even more lives ruined by Pekka Rollins.

The smell of blood came before she could even realize what was going on, the pier’s shadows hid her making her even more dangerous than in the daylight, her knives handles now an extension to her hands, her leather gloves blood stained, her legs silents and fast followed a now too familiar pattern, the men surrounded her, guns at her head ready to fire, the girl’s eyes studied the scene as in a book, reviewing every possible outcome, she was surrounded, the men much bigger than her, she gripped the handles of her knives, the material seemed to heat up under the pressure, the lights of the street lamps trembled ready to go out at any given moment, the salty air now corrupted by the smell of blood and gunpowder. “I don’t want to kill you Mrak.” Said the merchant stopping in front of the brunette, a grin forming on his face studying her. “I wish I could say the same.” The girl replied wiping blood from her cheek with the back of her hand, her eyes full of anger, hatred, revenge, but her face was impassive, the scar on her righ cheek illuminated by the lamp post, her lips and jaw tight, her feet and hands ready to attack or defend, the faded tattoo of Emerald Palace was still too visible on her left forearm. “I thought you’d be happy to hear another slaver dead.” The man continued staring at her, “Wasn’t it one of them who brought you here? Who ruined your life?” the brunette knew if she’d attacked the rest of the Dime Lions would open fire to save their leader, “My life was over before I even got to Ketterdam.” she said closing her fists and inhaling before attacking, their moves were draw in her brain like the project of a house on paper, predictable and obvious, during each fight the Dime Lions’d forgot they had guns in their hands, finding themselves fighting hand to hand with their rivals.

The girl’s eyes became watery, a sudden burning sensation invaded her right forearm, the gray sleeve darkened, soaked in blood, but before she could assimilate what happened, the dagger disappeared from her hand finding a new home in the skull of one of the men surrounding her, some had fled, others were on the ground gasping for air or passed out. Her eyes found Pekka Rollins’, her face covered in blood, her left hand gripping her right arm, “Next time I won’t let you free.” said the man turning on his heels and disappearing into the shadows of the pier, the girl inhaled trying not to think about the pain in her arm, the burning had given way to cold and numbness, the brunette put her knives back in their places before walking back towards the Barrel.

Ketterdam was the place to go if you wanted to disappear, a city run by criminals, thieves, crooks, murderers; a city where authorities were nearly as corrupted, if not more, than the citizens; tourists from all over the world came to live without rules, to enjoy the freedom of a city without laws, to distract themselves from the problems of their daily lives, with their money, clean clothes, hot food on the table, a roof over their heads, a warm comfortable bed to sleep in after a tiring day, hot water always at the ready for a relaxing bath; the more fortunate citizens, the merchants, the Council members, the owners of the most famous clubs in the city lived in safe, warm, private houses; all the others, on the contrary, lived from day to day, hoping and praying to the Saints that they’d have enough to be able to afford a common room, a hot meal, or to be able to repay their debts.

The smell of the Barrel invaded her nostrils as she went from roof to roof trying not to be seen, the window to his office was open, a sign that he was waiting for Inej, the girl knew she shoulnd’t have gone in but with her arm injured she wouldn’t be able to open her bedroom window, and entering the front door was out the question. She climbed over to the window and nimbly entered the room, the inexperienced ear would never notice the air shift caused by the girl, but Kaz Brekker wasn’t inexperienced, not when it came to his investments. “I will not do business with a criminal.” The unknown voice filled the room, forcing her to hide in the shadows, her steps were silent, her breath inaudible, “You will find no honest man in Ketterdam.” Kaz replied before dismissing the man and closing the door behind him, “You can come out.” he simply said going back to studying the papers on the desk, the girl headed to the door, her arm hidden behind her back, her face covered in blood, her steps trembling but still too silent and proud, she barely got to reach the doorknob that his cane stopped her, the girl’s eyes fixed on the door, her hand firm on the doorknob, “What do you have for me?” the boy said as he sat down at his desk, the cane resting on his knee in of him staring at her, the crow’s eyes on the handle seemed to study her. “Pekka Rollins has bought other kids.” The boy’s face was stern, unreadable, fixed on the brunette in front of him, “He killed the slaver at Fourth Harbour.” the girl explained. “Okay.” His voice was hollow, the voice of someone who had decided to turn off their emotions, the same voice used by the girl.

The cut on her forearm was less serious than she had imagined, the help of a healer would have fastened the recovery but she didn’t have the money nor the time to find one, she tightened the bandage on the wound and left her room heading towards the bar counter, “Lilith, came to bring me luck?” Jesper’s cheery voice woke her up from the trance she was in, the Zemeni boy motioned for her to sit next to him at the poker table.

The Crow Club was full of tourists and non, whoever was in the Barrel and wanted to tempt fate was there, the girl noticed Rotty and Specht busy gambling away the last few coins they had left, Big Bolliger greeted her from the door before kicking out yet another cheater, Anika stared at her from the counter, while Jesper looked at her with a smile, letting her slip in next to him. “SO how much did you lose?” The girl asked as she sat down and studied the table, “Your lack of confidence hurts me Lilith.” said Jesper betting the rest of his Kruge on the upcoming hand, “Just saying if you don’t pay your debts, Per Haskell won’t kick out only you, and I really like my room.” explained the girl pulling out her daggers and cleaning them, she could feel his gaze on her, he was studying her, the bandage on her harm, a bandage that wasn’t there just a few minutes before, but as soon as she looked up he was gone, the office door closed at the top of the stairs.

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idaoftheburningmind · 1 year

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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…

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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bi-bard · 5 months

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Shadow & Bone has been one of my favorite shows to write about. It gave me interesting characters, this sense of greater creative freedom than I've ever been offered, and this beautiful way to discuss the importance of hope and love in the face of pain and despair. It has also brought many readers to work that have shown the same level of passion and care that I hold for it. I haven't been writing for this show for a very long time, yet it feels like it has always been there. Something that was always going to happen; I just had to wait for it all to click into place. I will forever be grateful for that feeling. That sense of purpose.

I have no intention of just letting this show go after two seasons. I promise.

I will continue to write about it. My OC will continue. I plan to extend that story beyond the bounds that we have been allowed to see on screen. I also have plans to start a new series exploring another facet of the show's universe that I have not been able to explore yet.

It is sad to see the show go, but that does not mean the story ends or the characters stop. We, as fans, can keep these stories going for as long as we want them to.

I'll see you all soon.

no mourners, no funerals

#imagine #fanfiction #x reader #shadow and bone fanfiction #shadow and bone imagine #shadow and bone x reader #shadow and bone oc #kaz brekker #alina starkov #mal oretsev #inej ghafa #the darkling #leigh bardugo #shadow and bone #six of crows

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mlsfrvr · 1 year

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Stop! It’s Darklina Time! Part 2

Hello guys!

Are you ready for part 2?

Let’s go. :)

Thank you to the wonderful authors of these beautiful stories. You really did a great job! I love reading your work. ❤️

I have indicated the places where there may be spoilers for you, but still read the tags of the dear authors before you open the story.

And if you see🔥you know what it means. :)

Kaleidoscope by Permanent_Reverie: alternative. Aleksander and Alina are getting married.

The CEO and the Helioseismologist by orphan_account: alternative. Aleksander is getting sick.

So Hold My Hand, I'll Walk With You, My Dear by UnderATrillionStars: Alina is visiting Aleksander. if you haven't read rule of wolves, it may contain spoilers for you.

Testament to Time by melfires: Aleksander lets Alina go.

Start a War by nymja: alternative. fate brings Aleksander and Alina together once again. if you haven't read ruin and rising, it may contain spoilers for you.

Out of Time by destinies: another alternative that i love.

Having You by destinies: Aleksander and Alina are not disturbed in the war room. 🔥

Surrender by aleksandermorozova: alternative. Alina and Aleksander are having a daughter.

Aurora by KoreRosemarinus: alternative. Alina and Aleksander have a son.

for you I would ruin myself by fkevin073: Aleksander returns to the war room.🔥

A cold heart by Weisse_Rose: what happened from Aleksander's pov.

give you my wild, give you a child by fkevin073: alternative. Alina brings up the baby topic. 🔥

keep the light from passing through by starwarringavengers: alternative. Alina runs away and Aleksander chases her. 🔥

I Look Inside Myself (And See My Heart Is Black) by Ceris_Malfoy: alternative. Alina chooses a different path.

My Needy Little Wife Under The Table by orphan_account: alternative. 🔥

Fever by SheepOfIce: Alina is getting sick.

Give Me Love by starwarringavengers: Aleksander is ambushed. 🔥

I'll Stay With You by Nightstorm: alternative. Alina convinces Aleksander to come to bed.

I wish you would (Morozova's version) by stealing_jasons_job: alternative. 🔥

never knew I could feel that much by Stella959: Alina and Aleksander's life in the little palace develops a little differently. 🔥

fool me once, fool me twice by amplifierverse: alternative. Aleksander wants Alina to wear amplifiers. 🔥

No Minor Miracle by orangegreet: alternative. Aleksander can wait another century for Alina. if you haven't read ruin and rising, it may contain spoilers for you.

Only the Dead Have Seen the End of War by 221BB: alternative. Aleksander and Alina are fighting together.

Conqueror by mardia: alternative. Alina destroyed the fold long ago.

Drunk on the Dying Light by ViaLethe: alternative. Aleksander is having a scar on his chest. if you haven't read ruin and rising, it may contain spoilers for you.

When evening shadows and stars appear by Anuna: alternative. Aleksander is getting sick.

Lightweight by artemisscribe: alternative. Alina is getting drunk

Alone by Anuna: alternative. Aleksander wants to get married.

Brittle Thorns by mzladybird: alternative. Aleksander hires a gardener for his garden. 🔥

Tell Yourself You Can Always Stop by nightowls28: Aleksander sees the scars on Alina. if you haven't read the ruin and rising, it may contain spoilers for you.

Scars by LiteraryFaerie: Alina sees the scars in Aleksander. if you haven't read the ruin and rising, it may contain spoilers for you.

Me and the Devil by esssteee: alternative. Aleksander is back.

Hope Springs Eternal by FormerlyIR (Irony_Rocks), Irony_Rocks: alternative. Alina is bringing Aleksander back.

#darklina #the darkling #alina starkov #aleksander morozova #aleksander kirigan #alarkling #shadow and bone #grishaverse #netflix #darklina fanfic #darklina fic #alina x darkling #alina x aleksander #shadow and bone fanfiction #seige and storm #ruin and rising #rules of wolves

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exyzedd · 3 days

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long time no see

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greensaplinggrace · 10 months

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Summary:

General Aleksander Morozov worships Sankta Alina, Goddess of the Sun, Goddess of Life and Virtue. Every day he kneels at the foot of Her altar, blood on his hands, and prays.

Chapters: 2/2 Words: 39,800

Relationships: The Darkling/Alina Starkov

Rating: Explicit

Additional Tags:

Religious Fanaticism, Obsession, Zealotry, Religious Imagery & Symbolism, Sankta Alina Starkov, Heretic The Darkling, Psychological Trauma, Existentialism, Psychological Horror, Non-Linear Narrative, Self-Harm, Cannibalism, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, Power Imbalance, Alternative Universe - No Powers, Alternative Universe - Gods & Goddesses, Worship, Mutilation, Religious Persecution, Rape/Non-con Elements, Unhealthy Relationships, Body Horror, Blasphemy, Blood and Gore

#chapter 2 is done!#aleksander morozova #the darkling #alina starkov #darklina #shadow and bone #sab #grishaverse #alina x darkling #fanfiction #myworks #myfics #myfic: at the foot of her altar

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padsmoony04 · 11 months

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I've seen multiple Au's from Shadow & Bone in which they put a moon summoner and I try to understand what that would be but, I have no clue on what it is!. So if there's a generous soul out there who wants to explain to me what the heck a moon summoner would be, I'd really appreciate it.

#no but seriously #I'm too slow to understand what there powers are supposed to do #send help #shadow and bone fanfic #shadow and bone fanfiction #shadow and bone #shadow and bone au #six of crows #the darkling imagine #alina starkov x reader #nikolai lanstov x y/n #moon summoner

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riverstories7 · 2 months

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Water out of Sunlight: A Darklina Oneshot

Once upon a time, a young poet named Aleksander Morrow proposed to Alina Sterne. She refused him.

This is the story of how, over three decades, they found their way back to each other.

Or, the one shot for people deeply obsessed with twentieth-century Anglo-American poetry (or deeply delighted by epistolary pining)

#darklina #ao3 fanfic #aleksander morozova #alina starkov #alina x darkling #fanfiction #angst with a happy ending

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dhampiravidi · 1 year

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Hi, please feel free to read my fic “Moi Soverenyi”! Feedback is appreciated!

@ashortgothamite @abrushwithdeath @summonshadcw @marvelmusing

#admin #darklina #darklina x oc #the darkling x oc #aleksander morovoza #aleksander morozova x reader #darkling x reader x alina #the darkling x alina #alina starkov x reader #ot3 #smut #grishaverse fic #shadow and bone fic #grishaverse #the grisha trilogy #shadow and bone #fic #fanfic #fanfiction

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bobaheadshark · 6 months

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Cottontail

A darklina story 6.6k, oneshot Rated E https://archiveofourown.org/works/50997031

Once, early on, she’d picked up the wrong set of utensils at dinner.

Sasha had given her an affectionate smile, in front of the guests. Had told her, before, that they were important people. Davos types. Bankers, politicians, jostlers for power who wanted a piece of the castle that he’d spent years building. In any other room, they might be important.

His fingers had stilled over his soup. A deconstructed, unrecognisable thing called a bouillabaisse. The taste of the sea fluttered over Alina’s tongue.

The first few meals she had eaten with aplomb, sticky to the wrists with so much excess. She learns, gradually, to not crave so much. Not outwardly, at least. She no longer needs to shimmy fruit away in her napkin or her lap. No. Now all she needs to do is to ask for it instead, and it magically appears. Juicy nectarines, tart strawberries and crisp apples. She eats it all like a Princess would examine the world for a pea. Because she can.

His terse voice had snapped her back to more pressing matters at the dinner table.

“Ah. It seems my new guest here is not so familiar with our particular norms,” he said. Sending a flicker of a smile her way.

#darklina #the darkling #alina starkov #darklina fanfic #fanfiction #mind the tags #not particularly sane safe nor consensual #shadow and bone ao3 #shadow and bone #shadow and bone fanfic #alina x darkling #alina x aleksander #darklina modern au #boba writing

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no-mercy-bby · 4 months

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Lovely people, are there any Darklina fics where Aleksander has to save/rescue Alina? Or maybe the "I had no where else to go" trope with them?

#I've been looking but i haven't found any☹️#please recommend darklina fics i beg #i want protective aleks🖤#darklina #aleksander morozova #alina starkov #shadow and bone #shadow and bone fanfiction #shadow and bone fic #aleksander morozova x alina starkov #the darkling #of course feel free to self promote as well no shame in that

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maidmerrymint · 1 year

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Darklina Fanfiction Recommendations

After realizing that her son will not and cannot be stopped until everything is shrouded in darkness, Baghra decides to leave the little palace and goes looking for the only one that could stop him. A sun summoner.

Ever since she was adopted she has been training for what Baghra claims to be her destiny, to defeat the evil Darkling. But training and real life are very different. When she finally stands in the presence of her enemy, she realizes it won't be as easy to defeat him as she assumed as something inside her calls to him. Can she stop the Darkling, or will she be another piece on the board to fall under his control?

At the beginning of everything, Mal is just a second too slow to pull Alina out of the way of the incoming carriage. But the Alina who wakes up is not the young girl who had been walking down the road a moment ago.

Time Travel AU.

Alina Starkov was born afraid of the dark, with strange illnesses and terrifying spells she could never explain. Her face is the face of the enemy, and even with her unusual skills, hiding is the only safe option.

But when she is discovered as a fabled Sun Summoner, a mythical Grisha so rare that they’ve been seen before, Alina’s carefully constructed world is shattered.

And when the formidable Darkling, General Kirigan continues to take an interest in her for reasons she doesn’t understand, Alina must make a choice between choosing to follow the rules that have kept her safe all her life, or risk her freedom and her heart to find out who she really is.

After all, when there's blood in the water, there are no safe places to hide.

Alina tries to distract herself the night before the Shadow Fold crossing and her path ends up crossing that of the mysterious Darkling.

Alina Starkova and Malyen Oretsev have been inseparable since they first met at Duke Keramsov's Orphanage. Now sixteen years old and obligated to enlist in an army fighting many wars all at once, Alina has to make her own way into the world. Lost, angry and afraid, every discovery she makes about herself drags her further away from Mal and everything they knew.

Worst of all, she does not know how she feels about it.

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~1k, The Darkling | Aleksander Morozova/Alina Starkov, T-rating, Canon Divergence / Dark AU Summary: When those… too foolish to run… advance, seeking death, Aleksander stands aside for who can finish them off.

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