Fics like A Spark of Change

“This isn’t what it looks like, “ Fuck, that’s what we’re going with? “What…does it look like?” asks Boyd slowly. “I don’t even know, but it won’t be that.” I can’t afford to move from where I’m trying to hold Derek to this life with t-shirts and sheer spite. “Um…help?” “I’ll call an ambulance.” Boyd reaches for his phone. Isaac is still frozen just past the threshold, silent, like he’s trying not to be noticed. “NO!” I shriek, and like a fucking flash grenade in my panic, I light up blazing silver. Hoh, boy, I’ve gone and done it now. “…Yeah, no, can’t do that.” “W-what…are you?” Lord, that question has gotten a lot less funny. “An environmentalist, apparently. Look, just- please, help me?” I’m solidly crying now. “I’ll tell you anything you want after.” Isaac speaks for the first time. “A-are we hiding a body?” I snort a bit hysterically. “Yeah, no, the bare minimum to unlock that level of friendship is 6 months or a trauma bond.” “I’m qualified then,” Isaac deadpans, because he is a fucking menace like that. “What do you need?” XXXXXXXXXXX Layla, a blind, brown, badass ready to do whatever to protect her friends. The supernaturals make it very hard.

Fics like A Spark of Change

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