is it supposed to burn like this

To forget, is what so many people want.
I burned all the pictures.
I got rid of everything that reminded me of you.
But I’ve forgotten so much, I can’t even picture your face anymore.
I thought it would be better this way, but it’s killing me.
I want to remember your touch.
Those stupid jokes that you always laughed at too hard.
Your favorite shirt.
The way you smelled.
But how any I suppose to know that when I couldn’t even describe your eye color?
I miss you more than when you left me.
This feels like an open wound that I can’t heal from.
I just want one memory we had.
—  I miss you more than ever

EB: i’m apparently really good at not freezing.

TG: its not my fault you lived up in jack frosts asshole

EB: haha ew.

EB: maybe you’re just being a total wimp because your tiny baby texan body can’t handle anything below forty degrees.

Cause you throw your head back laughing like a little kid
I think it’s strange that you think I’m funny cause he never did
I’ve been spending the last eight months
Thinking all love ever does is break, and burn, and end
But on a Wednesday, in a cafe
I watched it begin again

[Had a random inspiration while listening to this song. I had a story idea in my mind and I was supposed to make a small comic, but for now Ihave to settle for this little thingy]

on Big Deal Moments in Discworld

Guards! Guards! has one of the first Big Deal Discworld moments for me, and I’m not very good at articulating what that means.

The moment I’m thinking of is the dragon’s speech to Wonse – “we were supposed to be cruel, cunning, heartless and terrible. But…we never burned and tortured and ripped one another apart and called it morality.” That’s a passage that always makes me stop and reread it a couple of times. And it’s a small moment – it’s the only time we hear the dragon speak at all, and it’s a speech that has no bearing on the rest of the story. It could have been taken out of the book entirely and nothing would feel like it was missing. But the fact that it’s there is a Big Deal moment. The great big monstrous antagonist’s judgment of humanity is unavoidable in its accuracy.

And the Discworld series is full of moments like that. Sometimes it’s just one line, sometimes it’s a full scene, and most of the book is so full of shenanigans coming so quickly one after another that you don’t always see the Big Deal moments coming. We think of Pratchett as a humor/satire writer and yes, the books are hilarious, but in between the jokes are these Big Deal moments that casually rearrange our perspective and stick with us even after we think we’ve forgotten.

Then there are the other Big Deal Moments, that are Emotional Meteorite Strike Moments (e.g. the phrase “that is not my cow” can now instantly put me in the fetal position) but I’m having a hard enough time describing this one as it is so I’ll probably go on a tirade about those ‘round about that One Part in Feet of Clay. (You know the one.)

Growing hurts,
it makes your body ache,
while your skin burns
and your bones feel
as if they’d break

You might feel unfamiliar
and not like yourself
when looking in the mirror,
as anonymous as anyone else

But in the end, that’s what it’s all about,
changing for the better and speaking out loud,
because growth is never supposed to be uncomplicated,
but being closer to the sun means your path’s illuminated.

—  // new horizons

Between Wayhaught and Sanvers it’s become so clear that I am done, so very done, with tempest and angst. I am done with epic level drama. I am done with star crossed lovers and twilight. I am done with pain and pining. I am done with love as a fucking battlefield leaving scars or maiming.

To be fair I might never truly have been into any of that shit, but that was all I was handed. Because love between women is supposed to hurt, according to the narrative we’ve grown up with.

But now, now that we’re getting pairings like these, how could I go back?

Give me caring women in love with each other. Give me gentle development and fluff. Give me a love story where love is not replaced by the flash of passion, but is just another aspect of it. Give me a love story that is not second-degree chemical burns, but instead is that nice electric blanket and a cup of tea. Give me gentle, give me caring, give me intimacy.

Give me more of this please.

Dean’s probably drunk the first time they kiss.

Not incapacitated, fall-down, drown-your-sorrows drunk, but enough to feel the hot burn of whiskey in the back of his throat as he corners Cas in the motel bathroom. Cas is unhurt, of course, juiced up and ready to go, but there are blood stains on the lapels of his trenchcoat as Dean reaches forward, twists his fingers in the stiff fabric, pulls Cas close.

He closes his eyes and feels his breath come fast; faster. It wasn’t supposed to be like this, but, then again, it was always supposed to be like this. Cas’s mouth is warm and wet and open against his own, the permanence of his stubble rasping against Dean’s chin. He feels Cas’s hands, warm and wide and strong as they come and rest: one on the small of his back, one against the back of his neck.

Dean forgets to breathe; he inhales and pulls in petrichor, ozone, and it burns into his tastebuds, the taste of Cas Cas Cas, and there’s no coming back from here.

[Skydive MV] Theory

It started with the team going to a supposed hideout of smugglers/counterfeit money producers. I’m guessing they’re Contract Killers or basically a team of hitmen who targets large groups rather than an individual.

They’ve all got respective skills that makes them a great team and clearly money wasn’t much of an issue. Bang Yongguk glanced at the counterfeit money and burned them as it doesn’t mount to much in his eyes but the rest of his team takes some for themselves.

Back in their own hideout, they own a club and has a small underground floor where they live. They gamble for fun. Like, it’s a game they play to improve their skills in terms of lying, poker faces and deceit as well as learn each others’ weaknesses.

Daehyun likes to socialise up in the bar, they act as though they live normal lives when they’re not in their leather jackets or has guns hidden on their belts. When Daehyun returned to his seat, he found pictures of his sister (I assume sister as I doubt it’s a girlfriend. When you’re in that line of work as hitmen, you hardly ever mingle to get yourself a girlfriend. They would be a major weakspot. So I’m guessing it’s the sister as it would be a weakspot he wouldn’t be able to control. He can control himself having girlfriends, but he cant exactly stop himself from having a sister, even if he had disowned himself from his family to protect their lives from his work) (Additional reason why I don’t think the girl at the bar is the same girl who was kidnapped and tortured is shown below)

[Girl at bar wears a low-cut sleeveless dress]

[The picture Daehyun received just moments later was of a girl with a long sleeved button-up shirt]

[See? Not sleeveless or low-cut dress?]

The pictures revealed a secret message, an address where Daehyun was to meet the person who has his sister. The person revealed more evidence that Daehyun’s sister’s life is in their hands and told him to “Kill your Source” (basically the person giving more information about his team’s missions) or else his sister will be killed (despite already being brutally tortured to trigger Daehyun’s brotherly-protectiveness). The pictures he received in this meeting was of a hand with a severed finger and as he opened the box given to him, it was implied that he received the severed finger as proof.

So Daehyun followed Himchan to a parking space where he spied on the ‘transaction’ of their next mission and seeing Himchan paying the source. Once Himchan left the car, Daehyun snuck his way and killed the source with what seems to be a silencer, which is why no one who isn’t in range would’ve been able to hear it.

After completing his mission, he returned to the bar, stressed and filled with guilt. On one hand, he still wants to be loyal to his team, on the other, the life of his sister is at stake. Daehyun started to fight a man after being so drunk and Himchan had to stop him and threatened him to behave and leave. Daehyun was brought back to their hideout below the bar and passed out.

Waking up, he found a new picture of his sister slipped between his fingers and he was startled. He knew no one else could enter their underground hideout besides his team. So his paranoia starts to get to him. He suspects his team members is doing this and he wrecks his head trying to figure out who is the mole.Everyone seemed suspicious to him. 

Bang Yongguk burned the data profiles of all their target missions leaving no trace of people Daehyun could look for to ask who might’ve wanted them dead. 

Youngjae and Zelo are money-hungry and seemed to always argue about it, making Daehyun wonder how loyal they are to the team. 

Moon Jongup’s practically wild and uncontrollable. He has a thirst for blood and is completely heartless when doing the job. Money doesn’t bother him, hell, Daehyun feels like Jongup would kill just for the fun of it. He remembered how Himchan stopped Jongup from overdoing it and Jongup stared back at their leader threateningly and left, pissed off. 

Himchan, in general, leads a whole group of criminals and has a long list of comrades that makes him dangerous. 

Everyone is a suspect to Daehyun at this point.

Himchan then returned to their hideout to reveal a new mission they’ve accepted. They were to target a warehouse with men suspected of doing illegal work. They started to discuss their plans and Daehyun felt suspicious after seeing the name on the piece of paper. After the team dispersed, Daehyun was given a new mission and it was to kill Himchan.

He silently stalked Himchan out of the club and followed him (rookie mistake: he was way too close to Himchan and it was honestly pretty obvious =.=). Himchan, aware he was being followed, lost Daehyun by making a quick turn and catching Daehyun from the side. Himchan snatched Daehyun’s gun and merely walked away, showing his loyalty to his follower. Basically stating that killing Daehyun has no merit and that he still sees Daehyun as an asset and that the team couldn’t afford losing him.

Daehyun, failing the mission, receives a text “GAME OVER” and he finds his sister at a given location where it took him well over 40 minutes to search around the alleys. He mourned and screamed as he lost the one person he cherished and fought to save. At this point, he realises he has nothing else to lose and that his loyalty to the team still remains. He knows he can trust Himchan but he was still weary about the other team members.

The team went forth with their plan to attack the warehouse only to realise it was an ambush (by the police it seems, so it was basically an underground war. A fight for power and the enemy seems to want to eliminate the hitmen before the enemy themselves were targeted). Daehyun arrived late and saw the commotion. His eyes widened in surprise, not expecting his team to be set up this way.

Seeing as Daehyun wasn’t holding a weapon, he was the easiest to be targeted, so Youngjae made the first move and shot the enemy with a dart. The battle begins and Himchan ran to cover for Daehyun and they both fought side by side. Believing that his team could not possibly have concocted this war of death, Daehyun fought to save who he could.

Bang Yongguk presented amazing skills (and looked way too sexy, may I add) as well as the other members. Daehyun rushed to Himchan after he was shot, and Himchan, seeing the enemy aiming for Daehyun, pushed his team member aside and got hit. Daehyun screamed seeing his leader shot down and was shot himself after raging and started to aimlessly shoot.

Jongup was shot in the chest three times and Youngjae grabbed him and killed the attacker. Realising Jongup was unconscious, Youngjae had a moment of vulnerability and cried out before being shot in the head from behind.

Bang Yongguk and Zelo were the only ones left and Zelo tried to drag off Bang Yongguk after he was severely shot but both ended up being taken down. Daehyun stared at the chaos in the warehouse, and struggled to keep himself conscious. It was then he noticed Jongup flinch and moved to stand up.

His eyes widened as he saw his team member smiling at him. Jongup kicked Daehyun’s leg and helped Daehyun point his gun to Daehyun’s neck. Daehyun’s eyes screamed to Jongup, asking how could he have done it but Jongup’s expression tells it all. He is an assassin. He has no feelings nor any sense of loyalty for anyone or anything. He lives to kill. And his client will always be the one who feeds his thirst for blood. The team clearly seems to be too close-knit for Jongup so he was the easiest to stray from them.He played his team and led them to fight against the authority. It is suspected that he was hired by another group of criminals to put down Himchan but seeing as Himchan is smarter than he seems, Jongup had to have a back up plan after Daehyun failed him.

A loud bang echoed the blood-filled warehouse and Jongup walked out of the building, revealing the bulletproof vest that basically saved him. He orchestrated the battle.  He planned the bullet war to kill the two rivalry teams and it was obvious that you could see: he loved it.


She Who Wanders (Pharmercy)


Super freakin late, but happy birthday @hana-blogs ​!?!!?! You arty, you awesome, you so sweet I think you eat sugar for breakfast every morning. Also, borrowed your headcanon here ;p Hope you like it.

Stole Adelah from @spatialheather to use in this one. Thanks yo.


Fareeha Amari.

Or, as Hana once called her, “Fareeha ‘I like to wander Pharah way and give everyone heart attacks and then insist I was never lost’ Amari.”

“I’m not that bad,” Fareeha protested the first time.

“Yes, you are,” the entire squad echoed in response.

“Okay, maybe I am,” Fareeha finally admitted when she returned to their field base in Nepal, carrying an armful of kittens and covered in soot, having saved them from a burning building.

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I’m supposed to be doing a project but then I watch @galactibun burn animatic so I ended up drawing till 2:40 in the morning. I meant it’s about time I post some Hamilton art, (it’s about time I post anything actually),  I’d just like to thank the smol bean for inspiring me.

(also Eliza has some of the catchiest but saddest songs TT^TT)

Could you all please share?

So these fires in Gatlinburg. I know that wildfires happen everywhere. But these ones are slightly different. They all happened in a ridiculously short time period. Like in the span of a few hours the winds shifted and started burning the city. Gatlinburg is in the mountains. The roads are narrow and winding, and completely surrounded by trees. Buildings are close together and a lot are made of wood because it’s good tourist business for Gatlinburg. The south is in a major drought. Friends in the area are saying that while it’s supposed to rain tonight, it hasn’t yet. Any rain they are getting is just a few sprinkles. East Tennessee isn’t quite used to dealing with major fires such as these. All of the worst case scenarios combined into one to make the current situation. I know a lot of stuff is happening in the world, but if you could give a small sliver of your thoughts and prayers to Gatlinburg, it would be much appreciated. There are tourists and locals in harm’s way. (P.s. I’m nowhere near Gatlinburg. I’m safe, but I have numerous friends who are in the literal line of fire.)

Oh Captain! // Steve Rogers x Reader (P1)

Pairing: Steve Rogers x POC Reader, Nat x Bucky (WinterWidow)
Word Count: 2k+
Warning: Language, Fluff, Smut, ‘Captain’ kink. This is a bit of a slow burn. I’m not sorry. 

Summary: How is Steve supposed to resist you when you call him Captain like that? How is anyone supposed to resist those god-forsakenly beautiful thighs? Naturally you both have to fuck it out; your only choice really. WinterWidow makes a brief appearance. Bonus: Tony Stark’s seal of approval.

A/N: Idk why my fics keep starting in the gym, maybe it’s a sneaky way of telling myself I need to work out more. Lmao, ignore me. I’m so sorry. This was supposed to me a short 500 or so word one shot but I’m a goddamn wordy ass ho with no self-control and a shitty understanding of the word ‘short’. Happy New Year everyone 

Originally posted by imultifandomstuff


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This got long... As all my FAHC things tend to do

Trigger Warning: Child Abuse, Violence, Crime, Torture, Body Horror (Kind of?), Main Character feels pain 

You know what’d be cool?

If FAHC!Gavin could cry golden tears.

First, because it’d be visually appealing, but also because it’d be so interesting? All Gavin had to do was burst into tears and he’d be rich right? Except it stings, because hello gold is not supposed to be coming out of there!

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The many burns of Onodera Ritsu.. Part 1?

Rewatching episodes is always a lot of fun because you pick up new things every now and then.. Like the way Onodera is constantly getting burned by everyone around him - even the guys that are supposed to be his “nakama” or colleagues take their turns.. Poor thing.. 

I called it Part 1 (tentatively) since I might find some other burns along the way as I rewatch.. But for now, someone give this man a cooling pad and some ointment! 

Update: Part 2 and Part 3 !

Taking a Risk: Secret Santa Writing Challenge

Receiver: @sierrastilinski

Pairing: Liam x Reader x 😮 (featuring the Pack and a little bit of Josh Diaz)

Request: “I want it with Theo and Liam and it can be about whatever the other person wants it to be”

Word Count: 3.5K

Warning: None. Just a little angst.

Summary: As soon as you’re of age, you’re given necklace just like everyone else. This necklace burns hot whenever your soulmate is near and cold whenever they’re gone. While everyone around you is excited to meet their true love, you on the other hand choose to distance yourself from it all for as long as you can. That is until a new student arrives on campus. 

Originally posted by liamsprayberrybabe

(Y/N)’s POV

Ever since I can remember, my mother has always been concerned about this thing dangling around my neck. The necklace we receive at birth is of “great importance”. It’s supposed to burn and glow in the presence of your soulmate and grow colder when they’re away. It’s like a game of hot and cold: soulmate edition. I never paid much attention to it since I hardly gave much thought to it. It was just a simple half circle hanging from a chain. My whole life, friends of mine talked about meeting their one true love and having that happily after, but what’s supposed to happen after that? Is your life supposed to be some big ray of sunshine afterwards? You’ll walk on air and see nothing but rainbows in the sky? I highly doubt it because life goes on.

Before I graduated high school, it became annoyingly apparent that everyone was finding their soulmates. Scott found Kira when she first moved to Beacon Hills, Malia found Tracy, and Stiles and Lydia found each other in the first grade. Even I couldn’t deny how cute that was.

I haven’t found mine, not that I was actually looking for them in the first place. My passion for finding my soulmate ended at the end of my eighth grade year. My parents were the most loving people I’ve ever met. Just like Stiles and Lydia, they found each other in elementary school and have been attached at the hip ever since.

It should have been like every other morning before school started. Dad would come in from the night shift, change out of his uniform, and make breakfast for Mom and I. That morning Mom stood by the window, tears flowing uncontrollably as she gripped her necklace.

When she finally noticed I was standing right beside her, she removed her hand from her necklace to hug me and that’s when I noticed. Her necklace turned black. I’ve only seen it once before, when the Sheriff’s wife passed years ago. It didn’t take much to put two and two together to figure out I had just lost my father and my mother lost the only man she would ever love. I’ve gone majority of my life watching my mother pretend like she was perfectly fine as if I didn’t know she was in pain.

Finding my soulmate meant I would have to take the risk of falling in love with the possibly losing them. It was a risk I was not willing to take.

It was the very beginning of the school year. Just about everyone was excited for it to begin. My classes finally ended and I made sure to meet with my friends in the cafeteria. My day never seemed right if we didn’t. We usually started talking about class, but somehow the topic of soulmates always made its way into the conversation. It never bothered me when they brought it up. If they were happy, then so was I.

“What happens to people who don’t find their soulmate?”, Kira questioned, looking at me for an answer

“I don’t know, but I do know that I’m going to go on with my life just like everyone else. Who says I’m required to have a soulmate?”, I smiled

For as long as I’ve had my friends, they’ve never tried to push me into finding them. They knew how I felt and that I was happier this way. Our table in the cafeteria, consisted of soulmates and me. You could say I was the odd one out, but not exactly.

“That is true”, Lydia piped up as she looked away from Stiles, “People who choose not to find their soulmates are free to live their lives just like anyone else”

“Great. Now that that’s out the way, have you heard about Norman University?”

“No, what happened to it?”, Scott beamed. He wasn’t really paying attention to what I had to say. He was too engrossed in Kira to focus.

“It got shut down a few days ago because of issues with funding. Apparently, a quarter of their students are being transferred here. That’s about–”

“Three thousand new students”, Malia groaned

“Yeah”, I sighed. “So for the next month you and I will be up to our necks in paperwork and tours”, I smiled, feigning excitement

Malia worked in the admissions office, while I worked in the student center. They were always extremely busy at the beginning of the semester, but now that 3,000 more students are being enrolled things were about to get hectic.

“When do they start?”, she asked with her face buried in her hands

“Three days give or take”

Three days managed to pass by quicker than I ever imagined and just like I told Malia, campus was a mad house. I spent most of my afternoons giving our new students tours of the student center and answering all their questions. Some seem excited to be at a new school, while others didn’t seem to care. By Friday evening the groups for the tours began to dwindle and I was beginning to see the light at the end of the tunnel. I was meeting with the last group.

“Hello everyone. My name is (Y/N) (Y/L/N) and I’m a student here at Beacon Hills Unoversity. I’m going to show you around our student center just to show you how we assist the students here”

The blank expressions on all their face mirrored my emotions to a tee.

“Trust me I’ll go through this as quick as possible so we can all get the hell out of here”

As I grinned most of the students grinned back. Before I opened my mouth to speak, I felt an unfamiliar sensation near my chest. As instinct took over, my hand reached for the necklace as it began to heat up. I looked at the group in front of me and realized it couldn’t be any of them, it would have started sooner.

One girl smiled as realization hit her, “They found you, didn’t they?”

“No. Not now, don’t let this happen now”, I mumbled as I gripped the necklace even tighter

“(Y/N) are you alright?”, Josh asked as he walked from his desk

When he noticed where my hand was a knowing smile took over his features, “Lucky you”

“No, not ‘lucky me’. I’m not ready for this at all. Please help me”, I pleaded

“Okay I can take over for you. I’ll tell Finnick you weren’t feeling too well”

“Thank you. You’re a lifesaver”

I ran out the student center as fast as I could until my necklace cooled down or until I was out of breath, whichever came first.

“So you ran!?”, Stiles repeated as tried to stop himself from laughing

“Yes, I. Ran.”, I said slowly for the fiftieth time in less than an hour

We were all crowded in my dorm as usual.

“I’ve never heard of this before. (Y/N) you’re going down in history”, Scott smiled as he started laughing with Stiles, “I can’t believe you ran”

“Why is it so hard to believe? I told you all I didn’t want to find them”

“But you never said what you would do if they found you instead. Usually, soulmates are so wrapped up in the feeling of finding each other that they don’t even have time to run”, Lydia pondered

“Lydia that’s after they meet. She doesn’t even know what they look like”, Kira counteracted

The conversation steered away from me as they all talked about the new students that came to campus. Of course my soulmate would be one of them. I’m not at all shocked. I just thought that it wouldn’t happen this soon. A few more years would have been nice.

I absentmindedly nodded my head as they finished their conversation, which is how I was roped into coming to a party thirty minutes later.

Liam’s POV

Being at a new university hasn’t been all that bad. Especially when it’s the school your best friend goes to. Mason’s been showing me around the campus throughout the week, yet somehow forgot to tell me where I could find the student center. I managed to find the building on my own. It felt like I was being pulled there. Once I stepped inside, I finally knew why when the half circle on my necklace began to heat up. My soulmate was somewhere in this building and I had to find them. I searched the entire building relentlessly until my necklace cooled down. Disappointment hit me harder than I ever imagined. All my life I’ve heard and seen how people changed once they met theirs, but to actually experience was another story.

Most of my friends, like Mason found theirs once they reached high school, but it never happened for me. I watched in amazement as Mason had stopped talking and grabbed his necklace. He looked at faces of all of our classmates sitting in the cafeteria and when his eyes finally met Corey’s he knew he was the one. His entire demeanor changed. I’ve never seen him so nervous, yet undoubtedly happy in my entire life. It was going to be a new beginning for the both of them.

By the time I got back to my dorm, the two lovebirds were waiting by my door.

“Well that was fast. I thought the tour was supposed to be super long and boring?”, Corey asked as soon as he saw me

“I…I didn’t go to my tour”, I responded, playing with the zipper on my jacket

The second I look into their eyes, they would see the disappointment etched all over my face.

“Why not? Isn’t it required for all new students to go?”

“I was there, but my necklace…”

“Your soulmate. They’re here!?”, Mason almost yelled, “Where are they? Why do you look like that?”

“Because I couldn’t find them. As soon as I walked in, I felt it. So I searched all over the building until it cooled down again. I know they’re here, but I don’t even know where to begin”, I sighed

“At least you know they’re here on campus. All you have to do is wait for it to start again”

“In the meantime, you’re going with us to a party tonight. Some upper classmen are throwing it for all the newbies and you happen to be one of them”, Mason suggested, oddly enough leaving me with no room to argue

The party was already in full swing when we got there. The music pounded against my poor eardrums as everyone danced with their friends. It was enough to get my mind off the whole soulmate thing for the time being. We finally managed to push our way to the kitchen to get a drink. Mason and Corey grabbed some cups while talking about someone I had never heard of before. She seemed nice according to their stories.

“She’s been helping out here ever since”, I heard when the edge of the cup touched my lips. Soon after I felt the burning sensation again, only this one was stronger. The cup nearly fell out my hand as I choked on my drink.

“You can’t handle your liquor?”, Mason joked

“They’re here”, I hesitated as I gripped my necklace much like before

“Then let’s make sure we actually find them”, Corey said determined as ever

We walked out the kitchen and rejoined the party, our hearts set on finding my soulmate.

(Y/N)’s POV

We arrived to the party later than expected. The familiar smell of alcohol and sweat took over my senses once I stepped in. The room was not all that big, but it never stopped anyone from pushing their way to the makeshift dance floor. The room was already burning up. We were on our way to the kitchen and I slowly brought my hand up to my necklace. It was burning hotter than before. I felt overcome with panic at the thought of even being in the same room as them. At this point we were already halfway to the kitchen.

“Guys!”, they all turned around, eyeing my hand, “They’re here”

They all began to look around the room. Anyone with their hands on their necklace had to be the one, but I didn’t want to see them, not yet.

“I’m going to step out back. I need some air”

They all nodded in agreement as I pushed my way past the kitchen and out the backdoor as my necklace cooled down. It wasn’t burning up, yet I could still feel the heat on my neck. I stood near the edge of the balcony, lost in my own thoughts. How would I know if I was ready for this? What if they aren’t who I think they are? Do I act like it’s okay because we were meant to be?

My necklace began to burn again. Silently, I hoped the backdoor wouldn’t open. I began to debate how long would I be in a cast for if I decided to jump off the balcony.

Taking a deep breath once the half circle began to glow, a mix of nerves and excitement took over. This must be the feeling they were telling me about. There was no way to turn back now. The balcony was out of the question. The door squeaked as it pulled open and someone finally stepped out. A part of me didn’t want to have that feeling of being so overcome with emotion, yet another part of me wanted to take that dive.

They stopped a few steps behind me.

“You can come closer. If you want”, I managed to get out

This time they kept walking until they were by my side. I hadn’t dared to look up yet. My stomach was doing backflips as my heart pounded in my chest. If taking a risk was so bad, why does it make me feel this way?

He put his hand on the rail, the edge brushed across mine and I felt the spark. Suddenly all the fear I had before dissipates and I knew I had to see him. I looked up and was met with a pair of blue eyes that I would be seeing for the rest of my life.

Five days. It took an entire five days for Liam and I to finally pull away from each other. We went to class, but every other part of the day we were stuck like glue. It wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be. He told me about his life back home and I told him all about mine. I even told him about how and why I wasn’t sure having a soulmate was for me. He understood it all, yet he was still glad to finally meet me.

We arrived in the cafeteria that Wednesday and made our way to our friends. Oddly enough I was friends with his best friend.

“Look who finally remembered who their friends were”, Stiles grinned as soon as we reached the table, “We thought we wouldn’t see you for another week or so”

It took Scott and Kira two weeks before the feeling wore down. Meeting with your soulmate when you’re older is lot more intense than meeting as a child. No one ever understood why, but according to Stiles and Lydia it was just as intense.

“I’m going to pretend like I didn’t hear that”, I muttered

We made our way to the corner of the table and all eyes were on us.

Liam blushed as he turned to me, “I didn’t really think this was going to happen”

“They’ll stopped…eventually”, I said, eyeing my friends

“Not them. Us. I wasn’t really sure if I would meet my soulmate at this age. My grandparents didn’t meet until they were in their thirties and neither did my parents. I’m just glad that we found each other sooner than they did. Now I don’t know how I survived so long without you”

It felt like we were the only people in the room. I couldn’t hear anything that was going on around us. It's’ something about those baby blues that keep me at ease. Every moment we’re together, he shows me more and more why we’re supposed to be together.

“I’m glad we did too. I really am”

At seven o’clock my shift was coming to an end. I packed my things away as the door slid open.

I knew who it was before I looked up.

“What are you doing here Liam?”, I asked, already knowing the answer

“I’m here to walk you to your dorm”

“I never told you when I got off”

A blush crept over Liam’s cheeks as he looked away. For someone as confident as Liam, it didn’t take much to make him feel this way.

“I asked Josh”

“Josh Diaz?”


I walked passed the front desk and he immediately wrapped his arms around my waist. I thought I would give him a peck on the cheek for being sweet, but it quickly turned into something more. Soon my hands were running through his hair as he softly bit my lower lip.

“Get. A. Room.”, Josh smiled as he made his way around the corner

We jumped away from each other, completely forgetting we were out in public.

His smile widened as his eyes landed on Liam, “So you finally found her? I thought she was going to be running from you until she graduated”

“How do you two even know each other?”

As far as I was concerned, he never stepped foot into the student center.

“It wasn’t that hard to put it all together. The day you ran out of here, I saw him making his way to the front door. It was right after you left actually”

Josh pondered for a second, “This is why we haven’t seen you for a few days? Finnick said you were ‘sick’”

He started to laugh, “He failed to mention you were lovesick. Who would’ve thought”

Josh walked around the corner again and left us alone again. Liam intertwined his fingers in mine as he led the way.

“Before we get to your dorm I wanted to show you something. It won’t take long”

Usually I’m a skeptic, but I let him take me to where he needed to go. About six minutes away from campus, we stopped at a lake I had no clue existed. It was breathtaking. The moon shined bright as its reflection danced against the lake. I could tell I would be spending most of my time here…when I had time.

“It’s beautiful”

“I know. I’ve been coming here a lot lately. I thought you might like it here too”

“I love it Liam. Thank you for bringing me here”

“Of course. Anything for you”, he smiled as he turned around, “I guess I should take you back now”

“Let’s stay for a little while. I’m not ready to leave yet”

We found a spot at the lake and talked for hours. Liam was unexpected, but I couldn’t see myself being with anyone else, but him. He was my soulmate and there was no doubting that.

It was the end of another shift on a Friday night, while Josh and I closed the center. While he logged off all the computers, I spent my time putting away stray books and tidying up the desks. Liam would be on his way soon and I couldn’t wait to spend the rest of my weekend with him.

As we finished our tasks, I felt my necklace beginning to burn again. It hasn’t burned this hot since the day I met Liam. It wasn’t supposed to be doing this again. Maybe it was broken.

After soulmates meet, the necklaces may heat up when they’re together, but never as hot as when they first meet them. It’s the only way to indicate that you’re meeting each other for the first time. No one has ever heard of having two soulmates at the same time. It wasn’t possible so I pushed the thought out my mind. It had to be broken.

As the burning intensified, I walked around the center. The only person in here was Josh and he already had a soulmate. As soon as I made my way to the front desk, I packed my things as quick as I could. The front door slid open just as I grabbed my bag.

“I’m sorry I’m late, but…”

My necklace began to glow as I was met with an unfamiliar face. We were shocked for two different reasons. While he was meeting his soulmate for the first time, I was meeting my second. This shouldn’t be happening, but something about seeing him felt right. His hand reached for the glowing half circle around his neck as well.

The shock went away as he smiled at me, “My name is Theo. Theo Raeken”


“Her name is (Y/N)”, Liam said angrily from the doorway, “And she’s already taken”

“Like… s’pose I was to say to you, Gytha Ogg, your house is on fire, what’s the first thing you’d try to take out?”
Nanny bit her lip. “This is one of them personality questions, ain’t it?” she said.
“That’s right.”
“Like, you try to guess what I’m like by what I say…”
“Gytha Ogg, I’ve known you all my life, I knows what you’re like. I don’t need to guess. But answer me, all the same.”
“I reckon I’d take Greebo.”
Granny nodded.
“‘Cos that shows I’ve got a warm and considerate nature,” Nanny went on.
“No, it shows you’re the kind of person who tries to work out what the right answer’s supposed to be,” said Granny. “Untrustwothy. That was a witch’s answer if ever I heard one. Devious.”
Nanny looked proud.

– what to take out of a burning building | Terry Pratchett, Maskerade

yfip: anthony j crowley
  • has owned the same car for like 70 years & only put gas in it once to get a james bond window sticker
  • exercises a regime of terror over his house plants
  • criticizes other demons despite being the worst demon ever
  • charged into a burning building to save his supposed enemy
  • thinks gluing coins to the sidewalk qualifies as demonic evil
  • quotes action movies when stressed
Good Morning, Heartbreak

I was once told…
If you truly love someone, you look out for them.

So I’ll look out for you.
I’ll do whatever you need me to.

I don’t mean to call you names, I’m just sick of all these games.
You’re burning with fury for him one moment,
I find you sobbing the next.

We sit so close, you look me in the eyes,
And then, like a bomb, our moment blows,
With a heart breaking,

“I can’t do this, I love him.”
“You’re suppose to be my friend.”
“So don’t hold my hand.”