#at the speed of light

[orange-peony]

Thank you so much for tagging me @alexalexinii, @artsyunderstudy and @you-remind-me-of-the-babe.

I've been editing the last part of At the speed of light. Here's a bit from chapter 3 (Baz's POV):

“She used to say that,” he explains, his voice low and almost imperceptible. “My mum…she loved Shakespeare. Used to quote him all the time, so every time you do it, I just…”

“Sorry,” I provide, but he shakes his head and finally looks back into my eyes.

“No, I don’t mind,” he says softly. “Remembering things about her sometimes hurts, but—it’s also good, in a way. It makes her feel still close. I don’t know if I make any sense…”

“You do,” I say, finding a place next to him and taking his hand in mine. He lets me stroke it, my thumb gentle on his skin, tender like I’ve never been with anyone else, not even my little brother and sisters.

“I’m sorry. I don’t know why I can’t stop talking about my mum with you,” he says, looking a little embarrassed. I squeeze his hand and shake my head no—I don’t want him to apologise, and I don’t want him to stop talking either. “It’s just that…it feels like a bruise that won’t fucking heal. I keep on bashing into it, every single time something reminds me of her. Something she used to say or do. A place where we’ve been together, or a song that she used to love that is suddenly on the radio. Or the smell of her perfume on someone else—so infuriatingly wrong. They should have stopped making her perfume when she died...”

I've also started writing a drarry fic. The beginning is a bit unusual, but here's a little snippet:

Harry has been thinking about him over the years. About those pale, long eyelashes fluttering over grey eyes, about pink lips bitten raw during the trials. About the way Malfoy looked, vulnerable and human for the first time. About the way he thanked Harry for testifying in his mother’s favour. Harry stupidly gave him his address, telling him to stay in touch. Malfoy never contacted him again, simply vanished into this air, not even leaving a puff of smoke, like the most perfect spell.

But he’s here now, looking gorgeous and rosy-cheeked, carrying a poor animal in his arms and towering over Harry by a good five or six inches.

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[itspileofgoodthings]

shout out to the quote tweet of an edit of the Taylor and Travis first game that said “you are all experiencing mass psychosis”—-made me SCREAM-laugh

[ponds-of-ink]

OH SNAP

[wormtime123]

as soon as i saw gem's thumbnail i fell in love i adore this build so much. here is my attempt at big glowy fish

[rayactive-factory]

\☘️⚫🔵🌿/

[amelie-isnt-french]

Protocol is actually just us Magnus Archives fans rapidly descending into s2-Jon-levels of paranoia. Granted, just like s2 Jon, we have reason to be paranoid, but it's still hilarious to see us all collectively scaling the walls of our enclosure while frothing at the mouth over our theories.

Jonny and Alex are playing us like a cheap harmonica and I'm so here for it

[vounoura]

↳ ᴅʀᴀɢᴏɴ ᴀɢᴇ: ᴛʜᴇ ᴠᴇɪʟɢᴜᴀʀᴅ — ᴏꜰꜰɪᴄɪᴀʟ ʟᴀᴜɴᴄʜ ᴛʀᴀɪʟᴇʀ

[okartichoke]

she asked him if he spent any time with the light dragon

[uptillion]

No. 1 Chrashley shipper

[zoriac]

Giggled to myself the entire time I was drawing this

[orange-peony]

SnowBaz + DeNiall I Explicit I 26k I Speed dating AU, meet cute, cat café, falling in love over Shakespeare, praise kink, a confident Simon who can also be bossy in bed, smitten Baz, smutty smut.

Summary: The bell goes ding, and I close my eyes. I hear the scraping sound of the chair in front of me. I inhale deeply as I try to mentally prepare for another five-minute-slot of pure agony as another imbecile tries and fails to seduce me.

“I’m an arsonist,” I declare, my well-rehearsed opening line to discourage the next loser. 

“Nah, I reckon you’re just an arse,” the stranger in front of me replies.

I finally open my eyes, and my vision is filled with a mass of bronze curls, freckles and moles. He’s sitting there with his legs spread wide, jutting his chin out and waiting for me to say something, a dare in his blue eyes. I try to ignore the fact that he’s a fucking wet dream come true and raise my left eyebrow at him. He’s not even wearing a pin to signal who he might be interested in.

And he just called me an arse.

This fic was meant to be a drabble 😬 I got carried away with the cats and with this particular Simon.

An enormous thank you to @bubble-gumhead for being a fantastic alpha, beta and cheerleader. A shiny thank you to @pato-roldnart and @avenueofesc for being amazing.

Read chapter 1 on AO3.

[dragonfruuit]

I don't think I ever said it here, but I'm currently working on a solo 4min+ layout, named PVRSEC, to the classic song At The Speed of Light by Dimrain47. Trying to be 100% original and not take any (intentional) inspection from other levels, especially AfterCataBath. Layout is 60% complete so far after 5 months of slow on and off work

[manzanamarim]

Ohhhh here he comes!!

[hyunpic]

HYUNJIN | SO GOOD

[lilybug-02]

Tis but a scratch!

Bug Fact:  Stick Bugs will often imitate twigs swaying in the wind by rocking back and forth as they move.

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[nottspocket]

Get kissed, idiot