Lo percibes con cada vez más intensidad. Ese cosquilleo que te eriza el vello y ese peso al fondo del estómago, rugiendo por ser liberado. Sé que tienes miedo, pero también sé que se te pasará. Porque eres como yo, siempre lo has sido.

Alina usually appeared to Aleksander every day punctually at eleven.

The Darkling had left his kefta behind.

Nikolai woke up screaming again.

"How is this supposed to work?" "It's not."

Aleksander had been alive for too long, in his opinion, staring bleakly at the Fold he created, seeing without seeing.

The Darkling, as usual, was in a terrible mood.

Nikolai put it back. The two watched the sandwich sadly deflate, and then Nikolai's eyes turned to Alina. Modern AU.

A "missing" training scene.

She looked back at the shadow of the palace in Os Alta, illuminated by the high moon, and shivered with the sudden cold, feeling the first snowflake fall. Then, turning her back to the palace, Alina went on her way.

Nikolai Lantsov would go to any length to expel the dark monster from his body. His biggest asset is Zoya Nazyalensky, the Grisha magician, whose power is constantly growing. Can Nikolai trust her? To assure himself of her support, Nikolai visits the young Grisha in the Darkling's old chambers. But before he knows, a door opens that he did not expect... [After "King of Scars"]

He swings her around, dancing with no purpose other than to torment her.

Alina walked through the streets, Nikolai by her side as they traversed through the crowded streets.

A fluffy one-shot drabble about Nadia and Tamar. How did Tamar get her name?

They've lived ten lives together. Only one has ended happily. Darkling/Alina, reincarnation fic.

Has there ever been a more demanding Grisha instructor than Zoya Nazyalensky? Hardly. However, when Nikolai Lantsov attends a Grisha practice session at the Little Palace, he learns way more than he ever expected... Timeline: Some time around King of Scars.

Mal dreamt of blood in a sunlit pasture. [tumblr prompt]

From the outpost in Kribirsk to the sumptuous halls of the Little Palace, Alina's video blog records the experiences of a newly minted Sun Summoner. ("The Lizzie Bennet Diaries" AU.)

"Are you always so cynical?" he wondered. "Are you always so romantic?" she snorted back.

Despise your heart, Zoya. Be a perfect fighter, Zoya. Don't ever let your guard down, Zoya. But she had, and the stupid king boy in front of her had found the right breaches to get in from, and had settled down in her heart without being noticed until it was too late.

After Alina became queen of Ravka and married the Darkling, she finds herself back on the Skiff twenty years earlier. Trying to figure out what happened, she seeks to uncover the truth behind her powers, while old friends haunt her and the past catches up with her.

What will happen if Alina don't flee after the Darkling spreads the Fold? What if she manage to save herself, her childhood friend and also a man that was supposed to be a hero? What if it was different this time?

Alina and The Darkling always felt a connection, in a way Alina never felt with Mal. What happens when she follows her heart, not her mind?

A poem about the Volcra. Grisha trilogy. Please don't judge this too harshly, it's kind of pretentious.

David takes a day off of work. Nikolai is confused. (David Kostyk is the most interesting morally grey character and the most underutilized character, and I am very drunk. I'm so sorry.)