my edits: psych


Klaroline/Warnette parallels | Part 6

“I intend to be your l a s t.

However long it takes.”


Monster AU: Zombie Apocalypse

“Sometimes I wonder…what’s the point? We saw what happens to the dead, Lassie. It happened to Buzz, to Woody… and now I haven’t heard from my dad in over a week. There are no movies here anymore, or date nights, or eating jerk chicken at the Psych office after catching bad guys… So how do you do it? How can you keep from losing yourself in this much crazy stuff?”

“Everyone needs something they can hold onto, Shawn. O’Hara has family photos, for Guster it’s his calendars and books… I’m just choosing to hold onto the few people I have left.”


modern greek myths: psyche & eros

“What is this?”

“Magic,” his voice is rich with the promise of mischief, spilling into the air they share. Yet his touch is tender. A smooth hand at her elbow, his body is inclined towards hers: not touching, not trapping.

“Magic?” It is an answer to a question she isn’t sure she asked. When he leans in closer, she stops trying to decipher whether the heartbeats she heard is hers, his, or theirs. He laughs the way stars dance and her traitorous heart lurches to bask in starlight.

“Trust me,” he says.

Kiss me,” she answers.

( ─ an excerpt from a modern retelling I’m working on )