I touched the combination lock. I concentrated so hard I felt like I was dead-lifting five hundred pounds. My pulse quickened. A line of sweat trickled down my nose. Finally I felt gears turning. Metal groaned, tumblers clicked, and the bolts popped back. Carefully avoiding the handle, I pried open the door with my fingertips and extracted an unbroken vial of green liquid.
Thalia kissed me on the cheek, which she probably shouldn’t have done while I was holding a tube of deadly poison.
“You are so good,” she said.
Did that make the risk worth it? Yeah, pretty much.
Teen Wolf AU: In which finals are looming over Stiles’ head like the sword of Damocles and he turns into the cliché college student who pulls all-nighters before the exams, mostly running on energy drinks and fear. Luckily, he has Derek to slap him over the head and remind him to get some sleep once in a while.
// - cries because @taiyari did a beautiful commission for me and I am absolutely blown away by everything in it
Seriously guys the freaking details in this amaze me and I have yet to really take a good, close look at the whole thing, just bits and pieces. If they ever upload the image on their blog(s?) I am gonna spam reblog it for the rest of my days on Tumblr because it is too beautiful and words fail to describe the full depths of my gratitude for their work.
Now if you’ll excuse me I’m going to stare at this on my phone and weep at its beauty until I fall asleep.
I can be going through life just fine and then I remember the way Ragnar told Athelstan “I love you” with such raw, vulnerable desperation and I have to lie face down on the floor and weep because I still cannot believe that this show that is marketed as being all about big, brute vikings and macho dudebro things is actually about the tender, queer heart of the king of Denmark who fell in love with a tiny foreign priest