#firestarterxlyza

[twicexborn]

"I will be much happier when I'm not carrying a bowling ball in my stomach."

Pregnancy meme

@firestarterxlyzaAccepting

“Babe. You’re carrying our child. Not a bowling ball.” 

[patricktrudeau-blog]

“EXCUSE YOU, I AM A HOT FAIRY.”

“Well considering your wings are on fire...   I guess so.   I was still hotter.”

[wildwandresswren-blog]

@firestarterxlyza liked for a starter

Wren glanced over on the sidewalk and grinned suddenly. 

     “You have got to tell me where you got those boots...”

[twicexborn]

Continued

@firestarterxlyza

“You know, I had this big romantic speech and everything prepared--and you choose now to use your words when you’re shocked? What the hell, Ly-...”

“...Wait, what did you just say?”

[twicexborn]

All that I’m asking for..

@firestarterxlyza

This whole situation sucked as far as Chris cared. He loved a girl that had a nasty habit of running when things got hard. Was there ever a time he didn’t love her? He didn’t know. They had been close since they were kids. There was never not a time where she wasn’t present.

Until she left. 

Truth be told, he didn’t know how he was alive. For the first month or so, he searched relentlessly for her--to the point of collapse. But when he couldn’t find any trace of her, he gave up. After that, he fell into a depression that he couldn’t cure. When he wasn’t sleeping, he was drinking. When he wasn’t drinking, he was demon hunting. When he wasn’t destroying sections of the underworld, he was sleeping. He didn’t touch his surfboard for months.

It took a charge almost getting killed on his watch to jolt him out of it. He could remember holding her in his arms as she bled from a demon’s energy ball. He screamed for Wyatt and Kat, both of whom came as soon as they could, and healed his charge. After that, and Wyatt’s disappointed lecture, Chris got his head back in the game. Then he started trying to move on, but yet he still looked for the blonde firestarter.

He had been on the verge of accepting she was gone when she had shown up at the manor and Parker called him to come over. Seeing her in the living room was like the sun came back out. But then the hurt came. Masked by anger, the voice of ‘wasn’t I good enough?’ echoed loudly in Chris’ head. A voice that came back every time he saw her. What was the point in loving her like he did, if she could just leave in the dead of night?

But yet, love her he did. He missed her. Teaching her how to cook. Relaxing in her room as she studied. How she would check him over after every demon hunt. How she freaked out every time a darklighter attacked. How she knew something was bothering him without him saying a word. 

They fit together. 

So why was he making himself miserable without her? He hadn’t forgotten about happened, on the contray. But he was better, living with her, than just existing without her. 

With that thought, he orbed out.

He orbed into the familiar surroundings that was Lyza’s bedroom at Billie’s house. And inwardly, he smiled at the sight of her, but outwardly, he kept his face a careful mask. 

“Come on,” He extended a hand toward her, “We have to talk..” His head tilted as he squinted at her, studying her choice of clothing. “Bring a hoodie, or a blanket.”

[twicexborn]

Daddy!Chris feels cont

@firestarterxlyza

Here

Chris knew the feelings Cassie was having all too well. So he just ran his fingers through her blonde hair soothingly.

“Reading some old potions essays-trying to find something to help Uncle Wyatt, and mommy. Are you hungry?”

[twicexborn]

❛ There’s no denying that I have feelings for you that can’t be explained in any other way. I briefly considered that I had a brain parasite, but that seems even more far-fetched. The only conclusion was love. ❜

“So...you’re equating your feelings for me-to a brain parasite.”

“..Wyatt will get a kick out of that.” Chris smirked, before ducking down and capturing her lips in a kiss.

[eludiingfate]

HEY!

Send me  “OH!”  to see how my muses reacts to yours walking in on them getting dressed.

Alternatively, send me “HEY!” for my muse walking in on yours.

Seeing Elyza in the process of looking for a shirt was not something he’d planned on when going into her house to pick her up. Looking back, Hayden realized he probably should have knocked louder, but she had told him to let himself in when he arrived, and he was on time. He’d only stared for a moment unril it occured to him to turn around, his eyes quickly covered with his hands.

“Oh, I’m so sorry!”