clairvoyance

“I will kill you in your sleep,” Louis threatened as he quickly stepped out of his jeans. “I don’t think that would work very well baby, seeing as you talk to dead people all the time.” “I’ll kill you in your sleep and ignore your ghost. And don’t call me that.” Louis and Harry are psychics who kind of hate each other. They go to Tennessee to investigate a haunting.

Jimin is used to relying on the wall he's built up in his mind to block out the constant swarm of thoughts and voices to get through a shift at work, to get through life. Namjoon, his shy new coworker, has an aura so loud it makes everything else go quiet. Jimin hates it. Jimin craves it. Jimin decides not to think about it. Namjoon, however, definitely thinks about him.

“Hold on, firecracker. Have you heard this one yet?” You see a gentle sunrise of gold and red as Wukong’s eyes meet yours. His face softened, his other hand touching your arm, his thumb lightly tracing one of the scars. His voice was firm yet soft, grounding yet light as he spoke, “You’re safe.” … Oh. He keeps going, “You’re safe here. You’re safe with Uncle. With MK. With Tang. With all of them. All these years being alone in the dark without a candle to light your way? I can see in the dark, and MK can too now! I’m sure Uncle’s got a match somewhere and all you gotta do is provide the candle.” He scoots closer, taking both your hands now and keeping your gaze. “You. Are. Safe. Even if shit hits the fan, you will not be alone to pick up all these broken pieces anymore. I’m here. We all are.” ○○○ After years of running from your past and hiding your scars, you find relief in several wandering destinies that are intertwined with your own. And in return, you help two particularly stubborn stone monkeys find their own healing. NOTE: BIG TIME edits have been made, so make sure to re-read through to avoid confusion!

It starts with an eye.

Yang knows her.Yang knows her in the way her hair shines in the moonlight; black as pitch and terrible as the night. Yang knows her in the shape of her silhouette against the tree line, hiding in the shadows, silent and mysterious, and dangerous. Yang knows her in the gold of her eyes- in the deep amber so thick and so pure, that she doesn’t suppose she’ll ever make it out, left to drown there. Yang knows the girl who’s been haunting her dreams. Every night, the same: they don’t speak. Somewhere, music is playing. Something like violins, or cello. They dance, hand in hand, so close it hurts to breathe. They dance in the company of the trees, and those eyes drive her crazy. Those intense, beautiful, deadly eyes. Yang Xiao Long is a half-witch living in the sleepy little town of Vale. Another year has passed, and its time for the autumnal equinox to pass. This year will be her little sister Ruby's first time joining in the festivities. When the girl of her dreams crashes the party, however, she starts to think this party may not have been a bust after all.

| “Jisung, this is Katō Momo. She’s the leader and co-founder of the Royal Anti-Trafficking Organization, alongside Prince Minho. Momo, this is Han Jisung. He’s apparently here to spy on the crown prince and who knows who else; what for reason we’ve all yet to hear, but I’m sure we’re all on the edge of our seats.” | ~ Crown Prince Lee Minho has his fair share of secrets to hide, and Jisung has been reluctantly hired to find out what they are. Minho, and Fate, have other plans for him, however.