The volcra, the nichevo’ya, they were my monsters, all of them. And he was my monster, too. “My power is yours,” I repeated. His arms tightened around me. “And yours is mine,” I whispered against his lips.
so i have started reading the grisha triogy by leigh bardugo after reading six of crows. for some reason i thought its Impossible for me to like it as much as i liked six of crows. that was a severe error of judgement of course because im halfway through book three and i have loved every single moment in the series.
i highly recommend for anyone who likes fantasy, romance and interesting world building.
i havent been able to stop reading GDI
now to talk about this the darkling becausE I HAVE TO ADDRESS THIS MATTER: I HAVE VERY STRONG AND VERY CONFLICTING FEELINGS ABOUT HIM and so does alina maybe
on one hand i despise him for literally all the things hes done on the other though i would still definitely kiss him at least once or twice or more and that is Terrible!!!!
alright ive said my piece haha
edit: i just read more of book three AND THE IMPLICATIONS MAKE MY FEELINGS VERY UNCOMFORTABLE AND EVEN MORE COMPLICATED FOR NUMEROUS REASONS
What is infinite? The universe, and the greed of men.
So many men had tried to make her a q u e e n. Now she understood that she was meant for something more. The Darkling had told her he was destined to rule. He had claimed his throne, and a part of her too. He was welcome to it. For the living and the dead, she would make herself a reckoning. She would rise. Like calls to like — she’d been too afraid to embrace it, but this time, she didn’t fight; she let go of her fear, her guilt, her shame. There was darkness inside of her. He had put it there, and she would no longer deny it. The volcra, the nichevo'ya, they were her m o n s t e r s, all of them. And he was her monster too.
that media hangover when u finish the series but you want more content but obviously there isnt any so u just sit around for like 5 days thinking about the same series bc u cant move on to something new yet
It’s never going to be easy or sweet or comfortable with me. I can’t
just leave the Little Palace. I can’t run away or pretend that this
isn’t who I am, because if I do, more people will die. I can’t ever just
be Alina again. That girl is gone.
literally the reason totty is being secretive about everything he does is because he thinks he is the only one who can help his brothers break free from their current lifestyle, and his idea of achieving that is climbing the social ladder himself and then pulling up everyone behind him. does he still think lowly of his brothers? yes. does he hate how his life is because of them? yes. does it seem like his willingness to aid them is less of a “kindness” and more of a “duty” thing? yes. but this doesnt erase the fact that he is trying: hes learned to be sly, adaptive, manipulative, he goes out and socializes, builds connections, even gets a job, and yet his brothers always drag him back to zero out of pure jealousy. this is why he never tells them anything or doesnt even feel the need to tell them anything, this is why genuinely caring about anyone is such a faded, mythical concept to him. you turn immune when even helping each other out happens in a war zone.
“if i cant bring all of them, why bother”. so he chooses none.