“I know the truth in your heart. The loneliness. The growing knowledge of your own difference.” He leaned in closer. “The ache of it." 

I tried to hide the shock of recognition that went through me. "I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I said, but the words sounded false to my ears. 

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.”

tatooiines  asked:

i have a prompt for you!! one aos character, one good dream and one nightmare


of dreams and nightmares

word count: 3,109

summary: there was a reason melinda may rarely seemed to sleep, with the weight of the world on her shoulders and an amount of grief that would swallow most people whole, her sleep was usually anything but restful. or the one where may has a nightmare, and wakes to something that she’d long given up on coming true. also known as the tumblr prompt that got way, wayyyy out of hand. 

a/n: this is canon divergent as of the end of 4x02 technically, but keeps certain aspects of 4x03.

There was a reason Melinda May rarely seemed to sleep.

The monsters that came for her in the night were too painful, too powerful for her to fight off.

But her monsters weren’t actually monsters.

They were her most awful memories; convoluted, distorted and reimagined by her mind to hurt her more than they already did.

Tonight was no different.

She’d gone to bed early after Tai Chi, giving in to the exhaustion that was a left over side effect of the illness that had overtaken her mind and body just a few weeks earlier. Her plan had been to wake up within four or five hours to avoid the nightmares she was sure would come haunt her if she slept for too long. But in her exhaustion, she’d slept through her alarm, an occurrence that had become more and more common in the past few weeks.

So the monsters came to visit.

[read more on Ao3]

and come prompt me!

ok that’s it, i’ve read one too many fics where y’all are butchering elena’s spanish. honestly, good god. google translate doesn’t work.

i officially volunteer as your official alina translate for elena and any spanish speaking character ever. 

like pls, I BEG YOU let me, a native spanish speaker, help. 

(i don’t mean this in a mean way, i mean it in a holy jesus pls let me help way)