youarethefirstdreamofmysoul:

The Grisha Trilogy Posters: Tim Borrmann as Nikolai Lantsov ‘The Privateer’

youarethefirstdreamofmysoul:

The Grisha Trilogy Posters: Tim Borrmann as Nikolai Lantsov ‘The Privateer’


arin-of-herran:

So I haven’t really had time to do much on my blog due to Orientation Week here at St. Andrews but, since I was going to the Art Society anyways, I got the opportunity to draw the Little Palace (one of my favorite settings). The building is based off of the Lakshmi Vilas Palace in India.

arin-of-herran:

So I haven’t really had time to do much on my blog due to Orientation Week here at St. Andrews but, since I was going to the Art Society anyways, I got the opportunity to draw the Little Palace (one of my favorite settings). The building is based off of the Lakshmi Vilas Palace in India.


He  leaned  forward  and  wiped  the  tears  from  my  cheeks  with  the  sleeve  of  his  own  kefta.  "If you tell me you cannot bear this then I will send you from here and you need never wear those colors or walk the halls of the grand palace again. You will be safe. I promise you that."

I looked up at him, not quite believing. “Safe?”

"Safe. But I can promise this too. You are a soldier. You could be my greatest soldier. And if you stay, if you can endure this, one day all will know it.”

His  face  grew  serious.  “I  can  promise  you  safety,”  he  said.  “Or  I  can  promise  to  see  your  suffering  repaid  a  thousandfold.”  With  the  pad  of  his  thumb,  he  brushed  a  stray  tear  from  beneath  my  eye. 
"You decide, Genya." - (The Tailor, Leigh Bardugo)

arin-of-herran:

Mal Oretsev: Virtue - P E R S O N A L    L O Y A L T Y

"No, Alina. You came here for Ravka. For the firebird. To lead the Second Army.” He tapped the sun over his heart.

"I came here for you. You’re my flag. You’re my nation.”


This time, the Darkling had chosen to set me apart, and there was nothing I could do about it. 


The truth of it rang through me. Like calls to like.


lbardugo:

The Darkling: Fatal Flaw - A M B I T I O N

I love all of these.


I tried to turn away, but he reached out and took hold of my chin, forcing me to look at him. He was so close I could feel his breath. “There are no others like us, Alina,” he whispered. “And there never will be.

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mydearbibliophage:

Hey guys!

I know I’ve been a little absent in the last few weeks, but I’m back and I come with gifts (sort of).

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I was thinking that since I kind of forgot to do a post BEA giveaway (sorry about that!), that now would be as good a time as any to do a Labor Day/Post BEA giveaway. So what am…


theloupgaroux:

I sought Morozova’s amplifiers for you, Alina, that we might rule as equals.