#bc im sorry but simon is always making everything about himself

[yulu00]

I feel so fucking sad for Wilhelm, he truly has no one to confide in, we don't even know what he's thinking most of the time because he doesn't even allow himself to consider some topics. And I think that the scene of confrontation with his parents was fucking perfect, and it was so brave of him to finally speak up his mind. But he's really left all alone now and that's so sad.

[bunnyreaper]

hey bunny! been a min since i last sent you an ask 💜

i wanted to share that my bf just told me yesterday he wanted some space, to take a little break to figure things out. we did not break up, he told me that's not what he wanted us to do. i'm still really heartbroken about it bc i have bad separation anxiety and it's taking over my brain rn.

i was hoping for a drabble about soap comforting a reader who's dealing with that kind of situation, i was leaning towards the best friend au.

thank you so much for bringing me joy with your fics and headcanons 💜

- 🔪💕

hello my love, im sorry for being late to this ask but im sending all my best wishes your way ♥ wrote a silly little thing for you and hope it helps, if you need to talk, im here !!

johnny is the first one to notice something is amiss with you, your usually bright smile absent when he tries to make you laugh as he always does. 

a nudge to the shoulder, a retelling of one of simon's jokes that you've always loved, and nothing--just that same forced smile that doesn't bare your teeth or reach your eyes. his heart sinks every time he sees it, and every time he resolves within himself to try harder, to find something to make you smile properly again. 

as your best mate in the whole world, johnny supposed that you were just waiting for the right moment to talk about whatever it is that's clearly bothering you, but after days of nothing, he grows restless. 

it's one night in the rec room that he finally gets his answers. 

you're sandwiched between simon and johnny on the lumpy couch--despite johnny campaigning for it being his turn to pick the film for the night (where he secretly resolves to pick your favourite movie), simon is having none of it, and shoves on whatever he likes while johnny whines. 

"guess we're struggling tonight, lass." johnny jokes, playfully elbowing you as he tries to make you smile. 

you manage to roll your eyes in return, the slightest of smiles on your lips. "i'm sure we'll live." 

usually, you spend your nights texting your boyfriend, almost always in constant contact, as johnny fights for a scrap of attention. 

it doesn't escape your best friends attention that tonight, despite unlocking and locking your phone constantly, no notifications come. it doesn't escape his attention that your lockscreen is no longer two grinning embracing faces, but something aesthetic, impersonal. 

johnny can't hold himself back any longer. perhaps if you can't talk about it, you can find another way to tell him what's going on. 

your phone pings with a notification, your body going stiff and rigid, only relaxing when you see that it isn't your now ex, but johnny. you rush to open the text, casting a questioning look at the man next to you whose eyes are glued to his screen that is just tilted out of your view. 

> came up on my memories today :) 

attached is a picture of the two of you, from a year ago today, johnny's arm slung around your shoulders as you both smile so sweetly at the camera. you're both a little on the tipsy side, but were having the absolute best night by each other's side, forgetting about everything but enjoying your time together.

even the sight of the photo sparks a joy within you that you haven't felt since you got the news. you've not been blind to the way johnny's constant warmth has surrounded you, but only now can you feel it begin to seep into your weary soul. a reminder of better times, and hope that one day you'll smile like that again--it's a balm to your battered heart.

you double tap the message, adding a little floating heart in response as another of johnny's messages comes through.

> thought you needed a smile, bonnie girl.

and smile now you do, a lightness filling you, with your best friend at your side. the one man you can truly count on.

< i did, thanks johnny <3

his bubble appears, typing before it disappears--over and over again until a message finally pops through.

> wanna talk about it? 

somehow, the words feel easier to type than to speak--so much simpler without the fear that you won't be able to get through your words for fear of crying.

< we're on a break. i wasn't expecting it. just came out of nowhere. 

you expect johnny to send warm words of encouragement, but instead he's pulling you into his arms, completely disregarding simon's presence, ignoring anything else besides the overwhelming need to comfort you. 

"'m sorry, lass. doesnae know what he's missing out on. nae need to say anything, i've got ye now."

he says nothing more, as if he can sense that words aren't not what you need right now. instead, he lets you find home in his arms and starts his mission of holding you until all the pain goes away.

[lovelyisadora]

Marcia and sarah being friends is EVERYTHING to me do u have any thoughts 👀👀

I also hc them as becoming friends? Friendly? Not long after fyre and marcia starts spending a lot of time in sarahs garden bc it's Quiet and no one thinks to look for her there and also it's nice to just. Talk to someone who's not alther or septimus

this has been in my inbox forever im so sorry here you go. i have so many thoughts and marcia absolutely needs someone to talk to who isnt dead or a literal child.

· they hesitate to call themselves friends. it’s not that they dislike each other. they just don’t have common interests and they have different parenting styles. sarah is a coddler and marcia is—well, she’s not a coddler. they didn’t know each other well as young women either, nor did they at the time respect the other’s choices to have a either a career or children. but now they co-parent a traumatized little boy, and while there are snags the first few months, they get used to each other soon enough. most importantly, they do not undermine the other’s decisions where septimus is concerned. they know he needs both of them.

· sally apologizes to sarah at one point for ever thinking silas was stepping out on her with marcia and sarah cannot stop laughing because the thought is ridiculous. whatever the fuck is up with her husband and marcia, it is not romantic and never will be. words don’t begin to describe their relationship, but sarah respects it.

· sarah takes one look at marcia in the aftermath of dungeon number one and says, you know, I don’t think this woman is okay. she’s never really interacted with her before now. everything she knows about her comes from silas and while she loves her husband dearly, he has a tendency to overreact and overexaggerate where marcia is concerned. but she knows he trusts her, knows he loves her, and sarah cannot be anything but thankful that marcia sacrificed so much to keep her children safe. so, when they are all at aunt zelda’s, sarah observes. marcia puts on a brave face but she is very much not okay and it’s clear. she knows she isn’t likely to talk to her if she asks, so instead she brews marcia a sleeping draught to keep any nightmares at bay and presses it into her cold hands. “don’t abuse this,” she warns, and that is that.

· the more marcia attends heap family dinners the more she tolerates the boys’ antics, usually amused by them. but if she’s ever not amused, sarah steps in at once to direct the boys’ attention elsewhere and get them to bother someone else. marcia always quietly thanks her.

· sarah doesn’t question her son’s attachment to marcia. it does hurt sometimes, but she is just happy that he has someone, because for so long he didn’t. she tries not to get so cross with her when septimus doesn’t have days off because she knows marcia is struggling with a lot right now, but sometimes she just can’t help it. to make up for it, every time she visits the tower to steal her son away for family time she brings marcia something to eat, under the guise that it’s for septimus because she doesn’t trust her to feed him properly. it isn’t true of course—the only person sarah does not trust her to take care of is herself

· they decidedly do not speak about simon with each other. sarah knows that silas has spoken about their son with her, but she can’t do it. she doesn’t know where to begin. she faults herself for all of it. but years later, after simon has been forgiven and is himself again, sarah tries to approach her about it only to have marcia dismiss it as if her son trying to murder her is nothing. it isn’t nothing, and sarah had started this with the intention of apologizing on simon’s behalf (which is not necessary, because he’s already apologized himself), but she ends it by scolding marcia about caring so little for her own well-being until she has marcia promising to be better

· in the vein of apologies, after the darke domain is dispelled marcia wordlessly sits sarah down to check that she is okay, that there isn’t anything darke clinging to her, similar to how sarah had sat her down just months ago to make sure the jinnee set on slicing her throat hadn’t nicked her. once she’s certain sarah is in the clear, marcia apologizes for not explaining the extent of the situation earlier. she had not meant to come across as she did. sarah is quiet for a long moment. she knows marcia isn’t one to ever apologize for anything, but the misunderstanding wasn’t entirely her fault. she tells marcia that she perhaps did not need to jump to conclusions as quickly as she did, and they leave it at that.

· sarah works very slowly, subtly, and patiently to get marcia to trust her, to the point where marcia just ends up in the palace gardens one day, lost amongst the forget-me-nots. marcia is clearly bewildered to be here, as if she doesn’t know why she’s here, but sarah knew this would happen eventually. she wordlessly hands her a cup of calming tea and sits across from her.

· sarah is absolutely the reason why marcia finally gets therapy, and while she’s still reluctant to see a doctor for how poorly she’s healed from dungeon number one, she is willing to try sarah’s home remedies since the sleeping draught works so well.

· no one is expecting them to be friendlier to each other. silas only plays at being horrified. secretly he’s very happy they’re getting along. septimus is happy too. he didn’t even realize it was a fear of his that his mothers wouldn’t get a long, but that dissipates the second he’s in trouble with both of them, because now they’re more on the same page than ever.

· as septimus gets older and older, they stop hesitating to call themselves friends. they are friends, full stop, and they have frequent teas together in the palace gardens. they still don’t have anything other than septimus in common, but they always have something to talk about and it isn’t always jenna or the boys.

[dawniebb]

Closure

So...back again with another marathon I’m hosting (?) with @healing-winston-pratt <3! about our canon divergence because canon is for the weak :) however, this time you’ll only see me so...yeah, guys, I’m sorry, bEAR WITH ME LMAO AFSGHJADFGSHJA :’)))

I thiiiiiink this is...the last marathon we’ll do about this I think, and it’s a series of four fics called “Closure” which is...basically, what the name says :’) it’s about people finding closure for the ones they lost throughout the books AND before the books this is about Georgia hello darling you’re wonderful im sorry mm killed you because we thought it was..necessary after that half-assed Supernova epilogue uwu. So yeah. The first one in this Closure series is Georgia :’)

You can use this post as a masterlist for backround bc we don’t have one yet

And the tag list (If you want to be addedOR removed just notifiy us pls): @novadreamer95438 @idkimbadwithusernamesandstuff @novas-tunnel-of-anxiety @obsidianfr3sk

ALSO I NAMED THESE AFTER SONGS :) So the link will be in the lyrics I hope

Georgia

I Kill Giants

Heavier heels His mourning concealed On the saddest of days Why couldn’t we save you?

A couple days after the supernova, once all the funerals had passed and things were going back to normal, Adrian went to visit his mom.

Georgia Rawles was buried inside a very ostentatious mausoleum, located in Gatlon’s cemetery.

Nobody had ever confirmed that, but rumor had it, it resembled the structure of Pops’ old house, by the edges of the city, close to the abandoned train rails; it had similar dimensions and structure, but the décor was a hundred times better, with white pillars, stairs that led to the entrance and a wooden gate with a carved R; at some point in time, all members of the Council would be there.

Right now, it was only Mom and Evander.

The mausoleum was always surrounded by gifts that people left there. And right now, since Gatlon was grieving Blacklight, the fence was open to the public.

Though…

Well…

Whether the fence was locked or not wouldn’t have mattered under normal circumstances because, obviously, Adrian had his own copy of the key, though he rarely went to see her. Not because he didn’t love her (he did. A lot. And he missed her every day despite having been torn from him when he was just a kid), but because…

Because he liked to remember her as what she had been, not for the fact she wasn’t here anymore; he liked to see her in family albums and draw her, but the mausoleum was a very…sad place for him, almost depressing.

It was also a place where he liked to be alone with Mom. And sometimes talk to her. After all, they lived in a world where people had powers; everything was possible. Which meant that, deep down, Adrian still had faith she would answer someday.

But she never answered.

Not really.

But it wasn’t like that made Adrian mad, because maybe she was too busy doing something else; maybe she was very comfortable…wherever she was. And that made him feel rather happy.

To know she was at peace.

So, slowly, Adrian walked up the stairs, and then opened the gate.

The smell of candles and flowers greeted him, for the two headstones were being visited more often these days.

The Renegades’ slogan was written on top of the wall where the headstones rested.

Bold. Valiant. Just

Written in shining silver, so they didn’t take much attention from the spots where the two fallen Council members laid.

Right now, the bottom of the wall was upholstered with Blacklight and Lady Indomitable plushies, photographs, and tons of flowers.

So many flowers, that Adrian had to, manually, remove some of them to make his way to the wall; first, he left the bouquet he had brought for Evander; he had put some snacks in it, because it had seemed…funny in a bittersweet way at the moment, and also tons of polaroid photos Adrian had taken with him some years ago, when he was trying to entertain him during a Christmas dinner.

Evander had always been Adrian’s favorite Council member, because he…was young enough to treat him as brother; of course, Evander was an adult, but that didn’t change the fact he was younger than 14 when Adrian was born, and they had always shared a rather close relationship. He was annoying at times and, during the last months he was alive, he had fallen into a bottomless pit of madness, which deformed his personality until he almost acted like a dictator.

Of course, Adrian didn’t condone that, but he still had good memories regarding Evander and he doubted he would ever get rid of those memories. Mostly because…somehow, he didn’t want to.

 “May the light guide your way.”

Evander Wade. Blacklight.

Brother, husband, father, friend and hero.

 Adrian supposed the right thing to do would’ve been saying something, but he hadn’t come here today to talk to Evander, so he didn’t have anything to tell him. Not really.

So he just touched the headstone, but then he moved on to his mom’s, which was to the left of Evander’s.

And there she was.

There was Mom.

“When in doubt…fly.”

Georgia Rawles. Lady Indomitable.

Sister, mother, friend and hero.

 And also gone too soon, like Evander, but nobody ever wanted to say that, because it was depressing.

Gulping, Adrian placed the bouquet of white and pink roses on the floor, and ran his fingers through his mother’s name.

“You can’t see it…but I have a lot of bandages beneath my clothes.” He told her, barely able to laugh. “…because I got a ton of tattoos. I don’t know if you would’ve approved that but…yeah. I already took them off, though…in the most violent way you can imagine. But I’m doing good.”

His sentences, like it always happened, were met with cold silence, as Adrian ceased caressing the name and hugged himself, feeling the bandages that were wrapped around his body; the wounds barely hurt anymore, though. After all, they had been treated by a prodigy healer; the process was supposed to be this fast.

“I hope you’re doing good too.” Adrian said, taking a deep breath, before staring at his feet.

If he had to find a word to describe what he had been feeling since the battle of the cathedral, that word would’ve been “shock”. Because, there in the cathedral, it had been the first time somebody had told him what he had done. And his heart had been feeling heavy ever since , and Adrian didn’t know how he was going to get up from this one.

Maybe he wouldn’t.

Maybe it was something that would torment him forever unless he got help, which didn’t seem so unlikely, given that he had his dads were supportive and also willing to help him go through the process and everything.

But everything was way too heavy, just…

Knowing what he had done, even if it hadn’t been directly his fault.

“Something that seems…extremely weird, in the good sense…. Is that…” Adrian coughed. “I crossed paths with the little girl you were trying to save, and you would be happy to know she’s an amazing person…and…well…she’s my girlfriend now so, you know…she…she’s just amazing, and I love her; I guess you would’ve loved her too...”

His voice was starting to break, but Adrian chose to continue, adjusting his glasses using his pinky and sniffing.

“She’s also very broken. But she’s trying to get better, and forgive…” He said. “….I like to believe you would forgive me too, you know? Because I…I don’t know. We both know what happened. And I…”

I’m sorry.

“I loved you so much. I still do. I’m sorry my fear of losing you was bigger, until it took you away. You didn’t deserve that.” Adrian had no longer control over his shaking hands. “You were supposed to be here; to meet Nova; to be with me and I’m…I’m sorry I…I’m so sorry, mom.”

He shook and shivered, but he didn’t cry.

Not yet.

Because when he touched his mother’s headstone again, he just remembered the texture of her skin; it was always soft and warm, although her hands were a little calloused, and she smelled like violets and sun (even if people tended to insist on the fact that the sun didn’t smell like anything); he remembered how he wrapped his legs around her waist as she held him into her arms and danced with him around the apartment to Have You Ever Seen the Rain, although Adrian didn’t understand the lyrics back then and he was yet to have the guts to listen to the song again; he remembered how Mom spun around, kissing his nose, and at some point she got so lost in the moment, that her feet lifted up from the ground.

That had been a good day. And those had been a good 6 years. And while Adrian rested his head against the headstone, he almost felt the fabric of her pants, as he saw her taking out her Lady Indomitable costume and begged her to stay at home, just for today.

Now that he was older, he had grown to accept that had been her job, and he was her legacy, although not everything that was left of her.

This world. The whole twisted yet powerful everything this world had, was what was left of Georgia Rawles. And Adrian would forever be proud she was his mom, just like he was proud Hugh and Simon were his dads. Because he had fallen in the safest place he could think of.

Adrian remained like that for a while, pressing his forehead against Mom’s headstone until, through the thick blank noise, he heard knocking; three gentle knocks on the gates by the entrance, which made him jump.

And, when he turned around, all he could see was Hugh.

Which…didn’t surprise him at all.

He was wearing a jacket and jeans, but Adrian could see that his blue shirt was the one he often wore to sleep; besides, he was fidgeting with the car keys between his fingers, which only confirmed what Adrian had been thinking before leaving the house.

He should’ve had notified his dads he was leaving early; he had risen with the sun, only to be here in the cemetery before everyone else could. But he hadn’t told Hugh or Simon.

And, lately, Simon had been having trouble to sleep, so by the time the sun was rising, he often went to Adrian’s room and slept on the couch; he supposed he had tried to do that, and then he hadn’t found him, which led to immediate chaos.

Yet, Hugh didn’t seem mad.

In fact, once he put the car keys inside his pockets, he smiled.

“Mind if I join you?”

Adrian didn’t answer, but Hugh understood it was a positive answer anyway, so he went ahead; the sound of his steps created a faint echo, and when he was next to him, Hugh wrapped an arm around Adrian’s shoulder, gently.

Then, they both stared at the headstone in silence, as if they both were having their own private conversation with Georgia, in a crowded, yet very intimate scenario; a phenomena that went on until Hugh scoffed, laughing at his own thoughts, and looked at Adrian, saying:

“When your mother was pregnant, her baby bump remained hidden for quite some months; she only had a small bulge in her lower stomach…and we would always tease her about it saying that was just her abs..” He laughed. “…which would make her mad, of course. Georgia was such a mom. I feel like she really wanted to have a child, despite having acted as mom towards all of us…and she wanted to have a pretty baby bump, because she wanted to remind herself you were there….that, and cute maternity clothes, I guess.”

In response to the sudden comedy break, Adrian snorted, adjusting his glasses again.

“We can’t judge her.” He told Hugh. “We’ll never be pregnant, but we gotta admit maternity clothes are cool.”

“Oh, they were cool. And pretty expensive also. Geez, Adrian, thanks for forcing us into involuntary fasting.”

“Dad!” Adrian chuckled, punching him in the ribs, despite knowing Hugh hadn’t felt anything.

Hugh laughed with him, but his laugh, suddenly, became inexistent, and Hugh scratched his own chin, staring at the headstone. Smiling at it, and probably waiting for something that would not happen.

So he decided to speak again, although his voice sounded more hesitant, and the most…insecure Adrian had ever perceived it.

“Your dad was going crazy.”

Adrian already knew that, even if nobody had told him.

“…but I told him to calm down, because I just…knew you were here. It’s where I always come when things are rough.”

To that sentence, Adrian stared at his feet, but not yet pulling away from his father’s touch. He knew Mom and Hugh had been pretty close but, if he wanted to be honest, he had no idea he liked to come here to visit her.

“Adrian, you see…” Hugh didn’t stare at him either.

“Your mom was amazing. She was…one of the most amazing people I’ve ever meet, and I don’t think anyone that I happen to meet in the future will top her…she was an outstanding mom and just…the coolest best friend I could ever ask for.”

As Hugh’s body seemed to grow weak, Adrian felt the burning need to hold his hand, but it was far.

“…and I miss her every day, just like you; and your dad, and Tamaya, and Kasumi, and…” For a whole second, Hugh’s lips quivered when he came to the realization he had been this close to list Evander, before noticing he was also gone, so Adrian remained staring at him.

And Hugh stared back, his blue eyes looking vulnerable and just…

Weak.

So, so weak and tiny.

“You were her son. And she loved you more than I’ve ever seen a mother love her child…and I know how much you’re hurting, because I know Simon and I will never be able to fill the space she left…believe me, we’re not trying to replace her…but we’re doing our best to be enough.” He said.

“….and I understand your pain…and your grief and all the awful things you might feel when you realize you’ll never see her again…because, Adrian, I…” His lips quivered again, but this time Hugh didn’t mind to stop him.

However, Adrian could see he was choking and stumbling on his pride, which stood stubbornly in the way, until Hugh decided he was stronger, let go of Adrian and held his hand instead, tightly.

“…I need her too.” He said, almost relieved, as if a secret of a lifetime had slipped from his mouth.

“I need her so much, and I miss her so much…because she was...like a sister. She was my best friend and she’s gone, and I have to live without her and…Sometimes I feel so lost…and I just know...” As tears streamed down his face, Hugh sniffed and looked away.

“…I just know she would’ve known what to do; she would’ve known how to stop this world from falling apart… and if she were here, Evander would’ve met his baby.” Hugh stared at him again, hiccupping.

“And you look so much like her, Adrian. And I miss her so much.”

Unable to see through the fog in his glasses, Adrian removed them, as his own chest went up and down, and he barely had time to process this was the second time he had seen Hugh cry.

“I miss her too.”

And as they wrapped their arms around the other, they mourned Adrian’s mother in the most peacefully painful way possible, just the two of them, in a mausoleum full of flowers, in front of her headstone, coming to the realization that they were damaged; far too damaged, but since they were still sane enough to admit it, it wasn’t too late for them to get help; maybe they would get help, and things would finally get better when they escaped the stunted grief and all the pain Mom had left behind.

He hugged Hugh tightly as he could, feeling as if this was the first time he had ever hugged him, or hold him close.

And he felt something.

Through the dread and the pain, Adrian felt as Mom let go of his hand, leaving a cold emptiness on his wrist, which later turned into warmth due to his own temperature, and Hugh’s hold.

“Simon and you are enough.” Adrian sobbed.

“You’ll forever be enough, and I’ll never be able to put into words how much I love you.”

He meant it. Because, again, Adrian felt safe right there where he was; he felt safe in Hugh’s arms, just like he felt in Simon’s… but there were some things that needed some talking.

Things that needed some type of resolution.

Things that were awful.

Things that were broken.

Things that were shattered.

But when the world crumbled down, as long as people had the willingness to do it, it wasn’t too late to build it again.

And, after all, the first step into fixing something, was accepting the fact it was broken.

[normal-thoughts-official]

magnus is this notorious pirate famous in the caribbean with everyone talking about him because of how successful he is. his quartermaster is definitely raphael (his care for his clan and how he cares for others solidifies this thought process) and their ship has some corny name that raphael pretends to hate but definitely loves. europe thinks that magnus and his crew are demons(racists fucks) meanwhile theyre out here being nerds who enjoys navigating the seas and ruining racists job prospects+

+cat and ragnor live on nassau with magnus bringing back supplies they sell(we love the blackmarket here). the lightwoods are brought into this world bc their parents send them off to nassau to try and expand the family's business and gain profit off of this lawless place which refuses to be governed by anyone. malec meets at like the local inn where maia works at also where izzy meets her and by association The Polycule)and is just attracted to each other right then and there with bad flirting. once they become settled in, alec and izzy becomes like disillusioned with following what their parents expect of them and start to actually do what they wish. because he's dramatic, alec probably asks ragnor who settled down from pirating for more lessons in sword fighting (hes not unexperienced but theres a difference from fighting on land and on water)

eventually magnus hears about this cue them dramatically learning how to fight on like this cliff top with their swords connecting (we love euphemisms for sex) and them bonding over magnus' book collection he has and them no longer doing what their parents expect of them (im imagining asmodeus as this well traveled trader or something who only cares about money rather than having humanity) and even though magnus is this pirate which is a profession that the "civilized world" looks down on, he's like the epitome of actually having morals and caring about people (pirates were known to drastically impact the slave trade as they often freed slaves and let them join their crew or they worked directly with maroons and indigenous people). 

i imagine their first kiss to be when theyre training and someone has a sword pressed against the others neck because theyre horny bastards and they accept only the dramatics. their proposal/matelot is potc levels of dramatic with them fighting an enemy crew alongside The Polycule(the most badass and queer crew out there) and like halfway through alec is just like marry me and then next thing they know it raphael is officiating their marriage around dead people before they go on to have a better and more planned out wedding on shore (had to get some of this out now before i went too deep, The Poycule is definitely something i paid attention to most considering how big and complex the group is)

ugh not to add to an already huge post but

you are totally right about raphael being his quartermaster! raphael is a great leader and he cares so much for his people and he is one of the few people magnus obviously trusts, even as they have their differences. only other person i could imagine as magnus' quartermaster would be cat but like! raphael is perfect for the job! also i love the idea that he pretends to hate the corny name, he has to pretend to hate magnus' puns and jokes on principle but really he loves it

also "meanwhile they are all nerds" accurate, the whole ship is just a whole mess of people having fun and being family we love that for them

and ok not to slut for the polycule but i'm slutting for the polycule i just. aaa want to know so much more about them. i know you said they were already with maia but idk i can see many of them being part of magnus' crew? especially meliorn and tbh clary lmao she seems the type who would love adventure like that (i'm going with fanon clary here mostly) and i can see simon in both but i can also definitely see simon being in the inn with maia (god i have a half baked au that includes that) because being in the sea all day? no thank you. and they are just this nice local couple that helps all the pirates because fuck the racist law

also it's hilarious because they are so warm and welcoming and the lightwoods get there and simon is like "oh-oh. incoming" and maia is all like "what the fUCK do you want"

which lowkey backfires because izzy is just like "oh she's so fierce, i love her" and is already like, halfway in love doing the head tilt and huge grin thing (she's not creepy about it, just like, she likes it, you know? especially because in this AU izzy was raised as a Rich Girl so she's expected to be all that fragile useless white woman ideal and yada yada and she's not here for that so she's attracted to the idea of women like clary and maia)

and just like ghhgggghhh not to slut but i love the idea that they are in the inn and meliorn raphael and possibly clary are always in the sea so like! sweet reunions! not that they are usually going super far lmao mostly just stopping the slave trade and protecting the caribbean and shit, but that's a few months in between visits and i picture that at some point when they are getting to nassau raphael is just like, vibrating (you know, as much as he allows himself to) and magnus just smiles knowingly, happy that his boy has found people he's so happy with

and raphael getting into the inn and being like "simon! maia!" and simon and maia being like "raphael! meliorn!" and just crashing into this big group hug and it's all laughs and meliorn twirls maia and she giggles and simon kisses raphael's cheek and is all worried about them both (plus clary) because god what the fuck kind of shit did they get into this time, are they hurt? if he's broken another leg he's gonna- and raphael laughs and says "no, cariño, i promise all i have with me are gifts" because he's not gonna travel the caribbean and not bring stuff for his partners. so it's him and meliorn showering maia and simon in gifts and pretty and maybe stolen things (maia in particular takes such great joy in learning that her pretty new bracelet belonged to some racist bitch) like spoils you know? lmao, and looking at them it's like they haven't seen each other in years or something but no it's been like a month and it's always like that

and alec and izzy are just watching that, mouths slack, shocked, but highkey yearning for something as free as that, that loving family and that open love and meliorn's genderfuckery and just everything about them! and alec "conceal don't feel" lightwood is kind of frowning and goes "are they always like that?" to which magnus, behind him, answers "yes" and then he turns around and they stare at each other and magnus quickly goes from "happy for my boys" to "hello tall person" in a matter of seconds and is suddenly all seductive and flirty and alec is having the time of his life? especially since here away from the lightwoods he can allow himself just a little bit, and letting a guy flirt with him can't hurt, right? he knows izzy won't tell their parents. so he engages

cue terribly bad flirting, izzy smiling widely as she watches the polycule dynamics, highkey wanting something like that for herself, especially seeing the way that clary talks to maia all like "look at this SWORD" and all the adventures. and maia still doesn't trust her but apparently magnus has already hit it off with her brother so what the hell, they might as well stay

and just!! yes getting to know each other shenanigans. i picture that like the army gets there and tries to get magnus and his crew and alec and izzy are like running to them to warn them (alec not knowing quite why, he shouldn't be taking that big of a risk, he shouldn't be getting attached to a pirate - of whom he's only heard terrible things so far, thinks they are Evil basically - just because something about him is alluring and represents the freedom he doesn't allow himself to want, but... he is getting attached) and the whole gang is all like *very calmly heading to the secret hideout in their room* oh don't worry about that lmao they do this every week

and idk i just want a moment where they are almost found and alec and izzy lowkey save their ass (i mean they would have managed but they make it easier, maybe use the Privilege Card lmao). maybe the guards were closer than they thought so alec ends up just shoving magnus into the hideout and when the guards come in he's all like "WHO is interrupting our sleep" and acts like an entitled brat and they don't even search the room lmao and then alec runs to the hideout all "sorry that i pushed you, are you okay?" and magnus is all like "i'm fine" but a little touched about the care. just to establish that trust, you know? both between them and between izzy and the rest of the polycule

so after that it all kind of flows smoothly because they know they can genuinely trust the lightwoods and so it grows into something more. magnus and alec can bond over having Terrible Parents With Terrible Morals and they open up about their respective traumas with abuse, and alec confesses to magnus for the first time ever that he doesn't want to be like his parents, that he thought if maybe he earned their respect, he could change things from the inside. and magnus looks at him all soft and touched and is like "there's no changing things from the inside" and alec is like "i'm starting to realize that" you know

and yeah alec gets to see how much that crew cares for each other, way more than his "traditional family" ever could (except for him and izzy who are just as devoted to each other as the crew is, but like, it's honestly less the "blood relations" and more how they've always been there for each other as they handled their parents' shittiness) and again he's just yearning because he always believed he wouldn't get something like that. and magnus in particular is just so caring and just wants to make the world a better place, you know? and he admires that and they bond over that, too

and just jdhdaodshad god i love this. and meanwhile izzy is flirting with maia clary and meliorn like crazy and soon they are like this huge messy group with all those dynamics... and i just aaa and alec and izzy end up joining the crew and daiodsaiodjsaio RAPHAEL OFFICIATING THEIR WEDDING i'm genuinely all for that fucking shit, magnus wants his boy to do it for them and aaaaa! also i DEMAND raphael&meliorn fighting sequences because i bet they would make a bomb ass duo fighting back to back and shit, you know? bonus points if they are defending simon and maia who are behind them and just making sure no one touches them?? i live for this shit 

in short i love this and you said “get some out of your chest" so if there's more, then fuck, i can't wait to see it dahsdaijas i'm sorry for talking so much i get too excited

[alchemist-shizun]

About that Carry On Prinxiety AU

For now I laid out a bit of the plot, if you want to share some ideas just hit me up~

This is going to be a LOT to take on my shoulders but I will try and probably fail BUT TRYING IS KEYWORD (i really do believe in myself don't I? Everything under the cut!)

Since they all have their peculiarities, I'm gonna say that yes Virgil might be the Baz and Roman could be the Simon of this story, but I think either would fit for different reasons so they just have the same energy and will keep their own characterization. (If I'm able to not go ooc on this one wish me luck)

If I'm creative enough I'll try making an American school that is located in Florida, so that the characters know nothing much about what's happening in Watford and I can still make references without chronological contradictions.

Thomas could probably be the head mage too. I'm imagining him being very interested in the Normal culture and dressing like a Normal adult instead of the head of a great magical school, his "obsession" (kind of like Arthur Weasley's, if you will) is not really well-liked by most of the mages (especially the Old Fams), some believe that the students should have a better example instead of a man that always seems on the verge of leaving the magic world behind. The students, on the other hand, love him very much thank you. (yes even the ones whose parents insult him)

Oh my god I just had an epiphany: imagine Thomas obviously being in love with Disney and maybe Roman is very close to him so like he's talking about Virgil and Thomas just STRAIGHT UP STARTS SINGING SMTH LIKE THE MUSES' PARTS IN WON'T SAY IM IN LOVE OR LIKE THAT LION KING ONE AAAAAAAA and Roman is like ssss t o p but in the end joins in because he's w e a k (same)

Anyway for the main bois what I was thinking was that, with the prophecies about the Chosen One being there for a long time and them not knowing about Simon or anything, (this is becoming like Skam, there are many Snowbaz in the world) they just so happen to find in Roman an extraordinary amount of magic

Everybody is convinced Roman might be the Greatest Mage, the info flies out into the magical world of America but they decide to not share the info with other states. Roman gets very excited about this and works hard and trains himself in preparation for the big moment where he was going to have his big fight.

Virgil is his roommate (oh my god they were roommates), and of course, they can't stand each other at all. Virgil is definitely fed up with this story about the Chosen One, which Roman brings out in any possible conversation, so he uses it against him to tease him. Just imagine Roman bragging about something and Virgil being like "yeah but for a Greatest Mage you still haven't done anything so Great", or like Roman is having trouble with a spell or a subject? "Aren't you the chosen one?", Virgil only brings it up to make him mad and loves his flustered face. (keyword "loves" *wink*)

As much as I'm hopelessly in love with the idea of Vamp!Virgil (which would fit if he had Baz's role), I just had an angsty idea so I'm saving it for later c:

Hey how about a half-elf Virgil??? Anyone? Sorry I love elves

As for the time they spend together, they do the same thing as Simon and Baz, they avoid each other, spend time out of their room if the other's in there, make up different routines so they don't have to share anything and only really stay in the same room if they have to sleep. (idk why i said "if" like they don't need sleep)

Let me remind you that the beds are very close.

One time Roman woke up in the middle of the night and screamed in fear upon seeing a figure on the window.

It was just Virgil and he almost fell out, he would have probably smacked his head if it wasn't for the roommates' anathema or whatever it is called in english.

Virgil said he just couldn't sleep but he will never admit it was because of a pretty violent nightmare.

Roman does really think that he doesn't sleep at all and just uses his magic to stay awake judging by the dark circles under his eyes.

idk about you but I like the idea of Logan being something similar to Penelope, so Logan is Roman's best friend, they had met in the first year and Logan seemed one of the only ones who didn't approach Roman only because of his fame about being the Chosen One. Logan is simply amazing and brilliant at all subjects and surprises everyone since he's said to come from a family with weak powers.

Roman finds in him a very valid studying companion and he has to admit a lot of his best spells come from practicing/learning them from Logan. Also Logan loves explaining the stuff he's learnt, while Roman has this insatiable will to know everything to be able to defeat whatever bad guy will present in front of him. They basically become inseparable, despite having some friendly fights that are always solved with a snack break.

They !! deeply !! care !! for !! each other !!

Out of the other characters idk if Patton would fit anybody entirely, but I'm going to keep the 3v3 groups, so Pat will most likely be hanging out with Roman and Logan, he's actually very good friends with Virgil (none can escape Patton's friendliness) and tries to reason with Roman when he's mad about something Virge might have said. He's probably the reason why he hasn't killed Virgil yet. Patton doesn't come from a big family and lives with his grandmother when he's out of school. (I still have to develop this)

Forget about Dev and Niall and get ready for Deceit and Remus. I don't wanna give a headcanon name to Deceit bc I don't have one so he's gonna be a mysterious boy and everyone will call him Dee since it's the nickname I use for him. Both of them are two chaotic messes in their own ways. Dee, despite still being composed most of the times, is VERY fixated on his society discourses and arguments, he could come up to you one day out of the blue being like "so about the plan to overthrow the government" and you probably never even heard of it in the first place

JUST GIVE ME PASSIONATE DECEIT

Remus, on the other hand, messes a LOT with spells and you can see him traveling to the weirdest places. One day he was found trying to make the water creatures do a circus bit for him. People don't know how he's able to make his way through tests, but it's actually because he loves bugging Dee since he doesn't give the slightest shit about the weird things he suggests and they often end up studying together.

(I had the wildest thought thinking about Remus as Trixie)

Virgil, Deceit and Remus are what people call the "Untouchable trio", only because they come from the highest and oldest of the Old Families. They had been friends ever since kids since their Families met quite often, they never really fell apart despite being very different from one another. They're actually pretty chill people, it is only their surnames that make some people wary of them. They're not generally approached by anyone.

Idk if I wanna bring Emile and Remy in this, but I am tempted™, I'll think about it

So, Roman, am I right? Forgot to say he comes from a pretty big fam of hunters, they're the types of people that are lovable but won't hesitate to kill a bitch if needed.

But Purp, where's our creativitwins content? Thing is, yes they're actually brothers, but they were separated ever since kids for reasons none really knows? They never talk about it, even if asked to. They were given to two different families. They're aware of each other, but none has ever seen them interact. (I might find some angsty backstory on this just you wait)

Up until here Roman has always believed himself to be destined to the greater good, he's the chosen one, his destiny is the one to be the protagonist of the magic world and its hero.

At least that's what he thought until the fifth year.

One day during the fifth year, Virgil was doing homework on his room's table when Roman bursts in, louder than usual, and throws himself face-first on the bed, uncaring about ruining his hair or his clothes. That was an unusual sight since he never came into the room before evening or even before dinner. Virgil immediately knew something was wrong, but he didn't realize how serious the thing was.

So of course, he teases him a bit trying to get some info from him but only makes the situation worse. When Virgil calls him Greatest Mage as a joke, that's when Roman finally snaps at him in a way that Virge would have never expected. Roman really is enraged, yells at him and throws his pillow across the room since he can't hit him. He storms out of the room when he feels tears forming in his eyes, but can't really hide his sobbing as he goes away.

Virgil is just standing there, aware that he had just made Roman cry for the first time in his life and hated the sight with his whole being.

Roman had just learnt that he wasn't, in fact, the Chosen One, nor the Greatest Mage. Just an ordinary mage, like anybody else, who, in his opinion, had no other destiny than to finish school, find a job and just ... live?

So he's destroyed, all those dreams revealed themselves to be castles built in the air.

School is ending and Roman is just a bit numb, he's not really failing his classes but he's not as bright as ever. He barely leaves his room and doesn't talk to his friends as often, who are very concerned. Even Virgil tries to talk to him at some point. Thomas visits him when he has time and tries to work through the issue with him, but for the rest of the fifth year, there's nothing much to do to cheer him up.

Things seem to go back to normal as years pass and he's not in the spotlight anymore, none really talks about the Greatest Mage anymore and mages just carry on with their studies as they've always done. Everything's fine and normal.

And Roman hates it. But he's working in the shadow, so none notices his discomfort.

It only happens when he reaches the eighth year. It's impossible for Virgil to not recognize that Roman is slipping away at night and only comes back after some hours, either with dirty clothes or things tangled in his hair, he always came back different from when he left, meaning he definitely was wandering off outside.

One night he really can't stop thinking about how worried he is that Roman might get in trouble by himself, while he could probably prevent that, so he decides to follow him. Apparently, Roman is trying to find some kind of important and scary adventure to prove to himself that he's not as useless as he thinks himself to be, but Virgil still doesn't know this.

Virgil doesn't know what to do about the situation and decides to talk to Patton about it, in the end, the two of them decide to make a plan to talk to Roman with Logan, too.

On the other hand, Roman had been seen hanging out with Deceit or Remus, or both at the same time, trying to pry out information from them about how to get to certain forbidden spots of the school if he ever needed to. Surprisingly they don't ask many questions.

Chaos ensues when one night everything goes horribly wrong.

SO YEAH these are a bunch of things that I got right off the bat, I still have to think about the entire plot but don't want to spoil anything, basically the story would begin on the eighth year, just like Carry On, when Roman starts sneaking out. There might be things I need to fix but still I repeat that this is just a draft or a bunch of ideas that I got together somehow.

Tags: @soul-of-a-vixen & @flowersheep who wanted to know more about it~ (I'll write it as soon as I can!!)

[lazunight]

Tagged by @flaming-grape (thank you!)

What is the smell of your shampoo?

'Ocean Breeze' i believe. Not my favorite scent from that company but it's the one my family always gets.

What's your aesthetic?

Skulls and watercolor flowers, angel stuff like wings and churches, gold and white

What's your favorite type of day and why?

Sunset and dusk. It's quiet and relaxing.

What do you like most about the beach?

The sound of the waves and the smell of sea water.

What's a song you've cried to before?

Ayano's Theory of Happiness. I know there are others, but it's the only one coming to mind atm.

What are some relaxing tips for your followers?

Uh idk put on your favorite quiet song, sit somewhere comfy, do an activity you like (like gaming, sewing, knitting, drawing; stuff like that)

What are some things that make you tear up?

Uh fuckin. Everything. Mostly for movies or tv shows. Character writes a song for a loved one, talking about how much they love them? Tears. That scene in Love, Simon where Simon's mom tells him it's okay to be who he is? I'm sobbing, bye.

What is your favorite from each sense?

Sight: color

Sound: music in general, im pretty much constantly listening to something

Touch: soft and fluffy things

Smell: home cooked teriyaki

Taste: sweets and chips

What is an alternate reality you want to live in?

Uhhh.... idk lol maybe something like Stardew Valley where you get away from society and live in a little town where everyone is pleasant.

What are some troubles you face on a daily basis?

I'm pretty much constantly worried about money lmao; i dont have a job rn, i dont know what i ultimately want to do, and i have a medical condicion meaning i have to have health insurance or i die. 🙃 im very stressed out lolol

What is one scene from a book that makes you really sad?

Hm... I honestly haven't read a lot of books recently that had anything particularly sad in it so I guess I'll just choose something from a manga lol.

The only thing I can think of rn is Nabari No Ou when it concerns Yoite. [Spoiler warning for the manga if anyone needs it lol idk maybe its old enough by now] There's just some aspects of him that I see in myself especially about gender identity (and knowing that the mangaka themself is nonbinary, it makes sense). His character development is wonderful near the end and its really sad he ends up dying before he could live to his fullest but he went with a smile, finally at peace with himself. It's beautiful but also sad af (mostly bc of Miharu's reaction to the whole thing and thats a whole other rabbit hole of character development that I could ramble about).

Anyway! Read Nabari No Ou and other works by Kamatani Yuhki. They have other lgbt+ related works. Nabari wasn't about lgbt+ stuff prob bc it was their first work before they came out but it does have a couple of lgbt+ characters.

Sorry this turned into a ramble about Nabari No Ou. I just. Love that series.

I don't usually tag people in these things bc i never know who's done them before but @lunargfs if you haven't done this yet, feel free!

[eversall]

ok i thought of this malec elevator au and it's KILLING ME: magnus and alec ride the same elevator every day at the same time and always see each other and they think the other is super cute but are too shy(or at least alec is) but also they never really have time to say anything bc it's like a 3 second ride so little by little they start talking to each other and their fondness for each other grows and eventually they ask each other out to dinner and it's super cute i'm literally dead

this is so cute im dead too???!!! honestly the best idea. also please forgive me and imagine that a ride from floor twenty to floor one is long enough for them to talk, okay, it’s fiction.

It’s been an endlessly long day and Alec’s ready to just go home and camp out on the couch in his sweats, even though he knows he’s probably going to be dragged to the gym to spar by Jace. He strides into the elevator and tips his head back against the wall, blearily opening his eyes when it dings on the next floor down. 

A man walks in balancing an empty thermos and a notepad in one hand and his laptop and headphones in the other, trying to stuff everything into his leather messenger bag despite having no hands left to do so with. The laptop teeters and begins to fall; Alec springs forward and catches it, but as he looks up to say here you go the words die in his throat as he takes in the other man’s sparkling eyes and soft-looking lips. He’s got red-tipped, styled hair, and the scarf around his neck is doing nothing to protect him from the cold and instead emphasizes the sharp, broad cut of his shoulders and his muscles, the long lines of his torso. 

“Hi, uh.” Alec flounders, handing the laptop back. “Here.” 

“Thank you.” The man smiles at Alec, his eyes crinkling, and Alec can’t help but smile back, wide and genuine. He’s not a friendly person by nature, but something about the brightness of the man, and how beautiful he is, has blown his normal walls away. 

The elevator dings again, and they both smile at each other one more time before they go their separate ways. The thought of the man brings a smile to his face all night. 

.

It’s close to a week the next time Alec sees him. This time he’s holding a doughnut in his hand as he leaves work, contemplating if he wants to eat it now or maybe save to share with Jace, when the door dings and the man with the red-tipped hair walks in again. Alec looks up in surprise. 

“Nice goatee.” He says before he can help himself, and the man’s eyes widen slightly as he looks at Alec, before a slow smile spreads over his face. 

“Thanks.” He holds a finger up. “You’re the one who rescued my laptop last week - thank you for that, by the way. I would have lost all of my notes for this weeks project if you hadn’t.” 

“It was no problem.” Alec fiddles with the edge of the napkin in his hands as silence falls around them again, the digital display on the wall ticking down the floors from twenty to one. 

“I’m Magnus, by the way.” 

Alec looks up, surprised. Magnus is still looking at him like Alec’s done something unbelievable. 

“Alec.” He says, and the elevator dings for the ground floor. They smile at each other again - Alec hasn’t done this much random smiling for a stranger since he worked as a mall kiosk attendant for one brutal, short-lived week back when he was sixteen - and part ways. 

.

“I like your shirt.” 

“It’s just black.” Alec says, amused, the next time he meets Magnus. “You don’t have to pretend it’s anything special.” 

“Well,” Magnus adjusts his scarf - a beautiful printed silk one this time - and shakes his head at Alec, his eyes amused. “You complimented my goatee last time, which frankly I’ve gotten nothing but bad reactions about - I felt it was only appropriate I point out that you’re not bad yourself.” 

Alec laughs, startled by the way his cheeks heat up at the praise.

“I don’t think I’ll ever quite reach your level of fashion.” He remarks as the doors slide open. “Have a good day, Magnus.” 

“You as well, Alec.” 

.

“What happened to the red?” Alec blurts out, unable to help himself. Magnus looks at him blearily, an unusual tiredness layered over his impeccable makeup. 

“Oh, my hair.” Magnus runs a hand through his hair. “It was time for a change, I guess.” 

“Back to the basics?” Alec asks. Magnus looks at him, his head lolling sideways from where he’s resting against the wall, and a faint smile graces his features. 

“If I remember correctly,” Magnus says, “you’re the one that’s good with the basic colors. Like black.” 

Alec looks down at his purple button up and shrugs, looking at Magnus and lifting a challenging eyebrow. Magnus laughs. 

“You’re something else, Alec. Short for Alexander?” Magnus asks. Alec nods and smiles sympathetically at Magnus as the elevator doors open to the ground floor. 

“Have a good night, Magnus.”

.

“You inspired me.” Magnus says by way of greeting when the elevator doors slide open. His hair has streaks of violet in it, and Alec looks at it with barely concealed delight. 

“Glad to be of service.” He replies, nodding. Magnus hums. 

“I think I’ve figured it out. We meet once a week on this elevator, on Wednesday evenings. You work late?” Magnus asks. 

“I’m the head of the incorporation effort, and I’ve been working on getting all the mergers together.” Alec says, rubbing the back of his neck. “What are you doing so late?” 

“The mergers? I wrote one of them.” Magnus says, surprised. “You’re the Lightwood.” 

Alec smiles, charmed despite himself at the way Magnus snaps his fingers and makes a little a-ha! noise. 

“The one and only. When you introduced yourself as Magnus, I figured you were the Mr. Bane I’d heard so much about.” 

“Well, I’m flattered. Good things, I hope.” He smooths down the front of his coat and looks at Alec through his lashes, and Alec suddenly can’t breathe, utterly charmed by the man in front of him. “I’ve been having meeting with our Los Angeles design team ever week. I’m the last one left on my floor, usually.” 

“Well,” Alec says, clearing his throat and smiling crookedly at Magnus as the elevator door opens, “now you’ve got me.” 

.

“What’s the tattoo?” Magnus asks. Alec looks down in surprise to see that a curl of black is peeking out of his collar. He adjusts his shirt, face flaming red. 

“It’s, uh.” He shifts on his feet. “My mother and father come from some antiquated nobility circles…a very long time ago we had a coat of arms and entire codex of symbols. The book’s been passed down through the generations, and even though it doesn’t mean anything, we get them as tattoos to symbolize things.” 

“Nobility?” Magnus asks, his eyes wide. He shakes his head, his lips curving upwards into a smile.“You’re just full of surprises, aren’t you, Alexander?” 

Alec laughs. “It’s no big deal, I think half of Europe can claim to be descended from nobles.” He shrugs, and peers at Magnus. “I heard that you’re the son of an Indonesian business tycoon? That’s far more impressive.” Magnus shakes his head, his expression turning stormy. 

“The disowned son.” He says, and at the look on Alec’s face he hastens to reassure him. “It’s an old hurt, I assure you. I’m quite open about my sexuality, and that’s ruffled a few feathers. I’ve never regretted it.” 

“Oh.” Alec says, and Magnus gives him a strained smile. When the door opens, he looks squarely at Magnus. “I’m still sorry, though, for what it’s worth. I can’t imagine anyone being ashamed of you.” 

Magnus’ soft, delighted smile stays with him for days. 

.

“Cookie?” Magnus asks as he steps into the elevator. Alec hums in appreciation and takes one of the two that Magnus is holding. 

“This is the deflect symbol, by the way.” Alec says steadily, looking at the elevator buttons. 

“What?” 

“You asked about my tattoo last time.” He unbuttons the top button of his shirt and pulls the collar slightly, revealing the larger, sweeping symbol. “I thought that it would help me remember to hide the parts of myself that I didn’t like. It was the first one I got.” 

“It doesn’t sound like it worked.” Magnus says, and his voice is even and gentle, steadying as he regards Alec. Alec barks out a laugh as he pulls his shirt over the tattoo again. 

“No.” And he smiles. “It took me a while, but I learned to accept my sexuality too. It’s not the easiest thing in the world, but the tattoo reminds me to keep trying.”

“Funny how things work out.” Magnus puts his hand on Alec’s shoulder and squeezed, his fingers warm. It’s the first time they’ve touched, and Alec suddenly finds himself aching for more. It’s a ferocious, sudden want, and he blinks as he realizes that over weeks and weeks of elevator chats, he’s begun to fall hard for Magnus. 

“Yeah. Funny.” Alec says, clearing his throat as he stares at Magnus’ gorgeous eyes. 

.

“You look like you just received some very bad news.” Magnus remarks as he comes into the elevator. Alec snorts. 

“It’s not bad. Well,” he amends, “bad for me. My roommate - my brother - his boyfriend Simon asked him to move in with him. He’s ecstatic, of course, but I’ve gotten used to having him around.” 

“Simon Lewis?” Magnus asks, leaning forward in interest. 

“Yeah.” Alec says, surprised, and then he inhales sharply. “Oh, Simon works on the nineteenth floor, that’s right.” 

“He’s my assistant, he runs the whole place effortlessly.” Magnus smiles, his eyes fond. “I don’t know what we’d do without him. Your brother is Jace Herondale?” 

“His legal last name is Lightwood.” Alec says, nodding. “I’m happy for them. Simon’s a great guy - don’t tell him I said that. He pretends he’s got a healthy level of fear for me, and I’d like to keep it that way.” 

“Of course.” Magnus’ shoulders are shaking with his laughter. “But now you’re out a roommate?” 

“My sister offered to move in with me, but her girlfriend told me two weeks ago that she’s going to ask Iz to move in with her too.” Alec shrugs. “I don’t mind, living on my own, it’s just…nice to have someone around.” 

The elevator door dings while Magnus is looking at him sharply, carefully, and he almost misses Magnus’ soft “It is.” 

.

“This is the last week I’m working late.” Alec blurts out when Magnus steps into the elevator. Magnus freezes as the door closes behind him. “I - I don’t know how this is the only place I run into you.” 

“I don’t know either.” Magnus says quietly, a lost expression on his face. Alec’s throat is dry, but he thinks about the text from Simon on his phone - hey, now that I’ve connected the dots to my boss’ mysterious elevator man, you should give it a shot. you’ve got nothing to lose and everything to gain. 

Everything to gain. He hasn’t let himself think about being happy with someone in a long, long time, and that knee-jerk fear in his heart at the vulnerability required is still there. But this is Magnus, who’s beautiful and witty and intelligent, and Alec doesn’t want to let that go. 

“Listen, I, uh.” He sighs and looks upward, gathering his courage, before he looks back at Magnus. “You’re really great, and i just - you’re always the highlight of my week, and I want to - “

“Do you want to get dinner with me? Like, a date?” Magnus asks in a rush, his eyes hopeful and a smile growing on his face. Alec lets out the breath he was holding, his heart suddenly threatening to beat out of his chest, his cheeks heating up as he laughs. 

“I’d love to.” He smiles at Magnus, and it feels like the start of something amazing. 

.

one year later

“Working late again, Mr. Lightwood?” 

“I was waiting for my boyfriend, Mr. Bane.” Alec says, nodding seriously at Magnus as the elevator door closes behind him. It’s late on a Wednesday night, and they’re probably the only ones left in the building. 

“Waiting for your boyfriend? He sounds like a lucky man.” Magnus remarks. Alec rolls his eyes at that and steps forward into Magnus’ space. 

“I’m the lucky man, Magnus.” He says, exasperated and fond, and Magnus is laughing as Alec tangles his hand in the collar of Magnus’ shirt and kisses him, slow and unhurried as the floors tick by. 

And the thought of going home, to their well-lit apartment and their cats and their ridiculously expensive bed, no longer feels lonely at all. 

[blackmagistertd]

Would You Rather - TWD Edition

tagged by @ocegion @hatterized @genevievedarcygranger ty and ily all !!

Daryl or Rick – i like daryl well enough but rick is absolute fucking fave. my sweet oblivious murder boy.

Maggie or Beth – beth has always resonated with me. i couldn’t tell you why bc i don’t know, but there’s something about beth that reminds me of me, a lot. also she had a stupid shitty fuckin death but w/e

Michonne or Andrea – from what i can tell comic!andrea was a badass, BUT michonne holds my literal heart ? my heart and a katana

Dwight or Negan – god negan is fuckin fave too. self-confident bridging on over-confident, and then a redemption arc where instead of just instantly becoming good he actively has to work on himself as a person and puts effort into being better ? like. i’ve got a weakness for chars like that gfdjkghfdjkh

Glenn or Abraham – we didn’t deserve glenn he was so good. his development was a fave bc it’s... like my own... lol do y’all see a pattern

Abraham or Eugene – i just. i cannot stand eugene. it’s like.... all the bad parts of myself... in a person. idk i just cannot stand him

Eugene or Gabriel – gabriel is one of those fascinating characters to me. just bc he’s still balancing religion during all this shit happening, despite everything. that and i will never forget his talk with spencer GJDGHDJFH

Team Negan or Team Rick – i’m probably more likely to die under rick, but rick is a better person and he’s kinder. so as much as i love negan i gotta go rick.

Carl or Enid – he’s literally almost exactly like me? like, fuck, carl is one of those characters i see myself in, especially now, and i just. have a lot of respect for carl. he’s been through a lot you know

Ezekiel or Shiva - i love ezekiel ok but. but tiger. like thats uhhhh basically my only reasoning....... animals aren’t inherently bad !! she is a Good Tiger

Rosita or Sasha – sasha has always, always been fave. she did her best with the bullshit in the world and FUCK her ending makes me sad ;_; also rosita tends to rub me the wrong way bc she was the type of girl i fought with in school jkdhdfkjh

Aaron or Eric - i don’t.....,,, know much about eric so its kinda. moot point

Shiva or Lucille - two for two on shiva. again - tiger. i love aminals ok, thats my intended major for college so

Daryl’s crossbow or Rick’s Python – guns tend to . freak me out. even the fake ones make me uncomfortable. and also crossbows are fucking cool ok no matter who they belong to

Jesus or Ezekiel – i love my gay son

Carol or Ezekiel – carol & her development is fascinating to me? not just her development in the good way but like, her development even in the bad ways. struggling against her own mind is something i can appreciate, and she shouldn’t be cast aside bc she’s weak/useless/whatever when shes n o t

Negan Or Daryl – LOL I DONT THINK I NEED TO EXPLAIN THIS ONE

Simon or Dwight – uhhh i gotta go dwight here? because simon, despite being the Tired Friend, is . an asshole. i call him negan 2.0 for a reason, he’s like a negan without feelings. and without monologues

Glenn or Maggie – they’re a package deal bro, you can’t separate them :\

Michonne or Rick – michonne is just. god i cannot articulate how much i love her but i DO and im sorry rick but your warrior girlfriend is just so much more badass

Rick or Carl – i cant help but feel i’m snubbing rick on these FDHGDHF but again, carl is a character i really understand. like in s4 after the prison exploded, mom called him “bratty”, and i just ?? no, he’s a teenager that’s been through A LOT OF SHIT ?? trust me if an adult can barely function in those circumstances, a teenager has no chance

Hilltop, Kingdom, Alexandria, or The Saviours – i like comfortable living OTL friendly suburban neighborhood is just the place i should be

Gregory or Spencer – at least spencer wasn’t a coward lol. also i hate xander so jot that down

Morgan or Ezekiel – ughghghh this was a hard choice but i like morgan more i think ? he’s just. a fave.

Governor or Negan –GOD i don’t even have to make a choice. tv or comics, negan is just a better man and a better antagonist. (and, you know, not a rapist? he’d kill the gov on the spot LOL)

Governor or Shane – this is .... basically for same reasons as negan...... better man, better antagonist, not a fucking rapist. also not into whatever weird dead-incest shit the gov was into

Shane or Negan – GOD THIS ISNT FAIR i hate this one. worst question. idk shane is MUCH MORE INTERESTING to me as a character. he was a mentally ill man put under great stressors and he reacted, and while i’m not trying to jusitfy any of his actions, it would have been interesting to see how he grew and evolved throughout the series. there could have been redemption for him, eventually, i think.

Governor or Merle – can i pick neither ? like uhhhh tv wise, i have to go governor.... tv governor wasn’t as bad..... u almost feel sorry for tv governor. almost. idk abt comic!merle though, so based on tv, merle was a HUGE PIECE OF SHIT and im kinda really glad hes gone

im tagging uhhh @you-answer-to-me and anyone else who ? wants to?

[paul-patts-blog]

all for my boyfriends (why am i not dating any of your women?)

no women for u. 

BERLIOZ 

☾ - sleep headcanon-- berlioz rarely  sleeps in the nude. even after sex, he gets cold and has to grab a shirt and boxers. many times he has managed to sweet talk simba into doing it so he can stay curled in the covers. 

★ - sad headcanon- ugh his entire demeanor?? there r just so many 

☆ - happy headcanon- ber has learned a lot of life skills the past two years, like laundry, grocery shopping, vacuuming-- even cooking! tbh he has grown to really like coming over to help nounou prepare dinner since he does that (or did that) with simba. 

☠ - angry/violent headcanon- ber’s anger is cold and sharp. he is not a physical guy but knows how to say like the perfect brutal thing. dem bonfamilles yo. 

✿ - Sex headcanon- ber is nasty. UHHHH. ber never went down on a girl and probably never will lolololol 

■ -  Bedroom/house/living quarters headcanon- as a young broody teen, ber literally made a KEEP OUT sign that he put on his doorknob at all times. it was mostly for marie tbh who terrorized him and his stuff

♡ - romantic headcanon- ber literally can’t look at a rose without thinking of simba and also simba’s aunt who has a rose farm. for the rest of his life, that’s what he’ll think about. 

♥ - family headcanon- hector was the person who bought berlioz his first david bowie album and on the day bowie died-- ber actually texted his dad and they had a CALL about it. it’s one of the only things they have in common. 

☮ - friendship headcanon- ber is literally the best friend u can have ok if u get him on ur side he’s one of those who will ride or die, offer to bury the body, etc. 

♦ - quirks/hobbies headcanon- he really likes MAPS. whenever he goes to a new city he picks up the city map and keeps it. his desk is like fuuuull of maps. i’m sure lou has gotten him like old, antique maps before that he has in frames. 

☯ - likes/dislikes headcanon- likes really long plane rides, longer the better, loves airplane food, loves the whole nine yards /  dislikes any gossip or reality tv show it like literally makes him SO mad like he can’t watch dance moms or keeping up with the kardashians he gets /upset/ bc ppl are so /mean/ and /stupid/ and he hates it 

▼ - childhood headcanon- would wake up early to watch pokemon his one exception to the sleep until noon rule. 

∇ -. old age/aging headcanon- ber will be that old man busting out beautiful piano pieces in random places bc he will have lost all his fucks by then

♒ - cooking/food headcanon- wow can my above one with nounou count-- uhhh he is in charge of cutting veggies. 

☼ - appearance headcanon- ber is the type of boy to never take off his concert wristbands. sometimes he picks at them and they get ripped up and nasty and eventually they fall off. 

ൠ - random headcanon- i am bad at these uuuuuh ber once sang the pina colada song to simba when he was drunk outta his brain and simba probably captured a good 80 percent on video. 

◉ - Any other question of your choosing- idk im uncreative

HADES

☾ - sleep headcanon- hades has discovered that listening ot books on tape helps him get to sleep! 

★ - sad headcanon- uh that his mum didn’t leave a goodbye note 

☆ - happy headcanon- uhhh once opal saved up her money and took hades and persephone out to the movies and then they had ice cream!!! and that was the closet thing to a holiday that hades had as a child oh this god sad again

☠ - angry/violent headcanon- he used his ghost powers on his grandfather to like smash his grandfather’s head into the kitchen counter after he said something Truly Rude and knocked him out and seph was scared and crying and he had to call the ambulance and tbh he was very scared and felt guilty these r all sadder than my sad headcanon

✿ - Sex headcanon- goes down on belle at every opportunity bc he has a control kink (also does fantasize about her going down on him boy just likes oral sex)

■ -  Bedroom/house/living quarters headcanon- hades room is immaculate. he makes his bed every single day and washes his sheets once a week. or he did now he lives in hell and its SO DUSTY and he does all the dusting, 

♡ - romantic headcanon- uh lmao fuck uh. hades version of romance is having belle practice the debate questions with him. 

♥ - family headcanon- opal taught both her kids to read and do arithmetic before their peers and that’s why the acherons r smart alecks 

☮ - friendship headcanon- hades now plays words with friends with belle AND lou. wow. so popular. 

♦ - quirks/hobbies headcanon- hades organizes the cereals in the pantry by alphabetical order. and the spices. and soups. basically anything that can be organized he likes having systems ok. 

☯ - likes/dislikes headcanon- blackjack and really gambling in general tbh he’s real good at it / dislikes- fried food 

▼ - childhood headcanon- walked to school no matter the weather bc people on the bus would torment seph and though he woulda FOUGHT THEM OFF seph just wanted to avoid it so, he walked her to school

∇ -. old age/aging headcanon- hades is honestly going to have trouble giving up immortality. he’s vain and he doesn’t want to grow old tbh. and bc he’s the ambassador he almost doesnt /have/ to ... 

♒ - cooking/food headcanon- hades loves chocolate milk its a sinful indulgence that he probably hid from belle for a long time and tbh he still denies himself chocolate milk a lot like challenges himself to go without chocolate milk for 90 days stupid shit like that everything’s a competition BUT HE LOVES CHOCOLATE MILK SO MUCH 

☼ - appearance headcanon- always immaculate. always. 

ൠ - random headcanon- hades sometimes refolds belle’s clothes that she folds bc its not good enough, sorry hon, 

◉ - Any other question of your choosing-don’t come at me

PAUL 

☾ - sleep headcanon- paul’s sleep schedule has long been outta wack, so he usually can only sleep three or four hours before his body gets himself up. normally he goes and gets a glass of water or if it’s a more restless night, he’ll have to read himself back to sleep. 

★ - sad headcanon- paul was the one who told his mother that lucas died 

☆ - happy headcanon- when the babies were born paul like basically spent the entire day taking pictures of themmm with perdy and he was so so happy and he still has every single picture no matter how terrible the shots 

☠ - angry/violent headcanon- paul has a tiny bit of a violent streak in him that he can mostly control, but he does get into fights with other blokes and has thrown stuff when he gets mad. 

✿ - Sex headcanon- the first time paul had sex his first words were “holy shit” quickly followed by “sorry” quickly followed by him coming. it was not the most impressive first time.

■ -  Bedroom/house/living quarters headcanon- paul and lucas shared a room and they were around the same size and had lots of the same tastes so they shared everything else too, so often that when lucas died, paul couldn’t remember if certain shirts were his, which albums were his, etc. 

♡ - romantic headcanon- paul is the type to write random notes and leave them around the house. he did this for perdy when she was pregnant and some of them had clues that led to OTHERs because he’s extra we know he’s extra 

♥ - family headcanon- the patts family is rarely all in one place, but they always congregate for one thing: football in the spot. unless paul’s mom is having a bad time, even she’ll come down. 

☮ - friendship headcanon- though roger is certainly his best friend, harry is his oldest friend-- knowing him since they were both wee lads in primary school around 6 or 7 years old. they tried out for the football team together. 

♦ - quirks/hobbies headcanon- paul actually knows how to brew his own beer! he learned his from johnny, who is a beer connoisseur and like makes his own types and swears he’s gonna get rich of them (probably never will) but Paul used to help Johnny with the whole process and they’d organize like ‘tasting’ parties which-- was just a bunch of men getting very drunk and playing card games tbh.  

☯ - likes/dislikes headcanon- shopping for new clothes, he always feels so fancy and rich / grocery shopping nothing could be more boring and he usually impulse buys like more beer and sweets than he needs lol 

▼ - childhood headcanon- paul broke his arm when he was 8 after falling out of a tree and into the shrubbery. he was trying to hide from simon who had just got a new paintball gun and wanted to use paul as his target practice !!! 

∇ -. old age/aging headcanon- paul is gonna be the old guy who thinks he’s “cool” and “hip” and will like do the line dances and idk probably pick up a mid-life crisis hobby like SKIING thats dangerous but makes him feel “alive.”

♒ - cooking/food headcanon- his mother makes the most amazing cinnamon hot cocoa. whenever he’s sad, it’s what he craves, to him, sadness tastes and smells like cinnamon. 

☼ - appearance headcanon- paul loves getting ready for events. he and perdy would spend an equal amount deciding on outfits and doing their hair and shit he just-- feels so goddamn fancy. 

ൠ - random headcanon- paul lets edith read all his stories. she is the only one. she still gets emailed drafts. this is because edith hates reading, so if edith likes something, he knows that it’s good.

◉ - Any other question of your choosing

[transgaysarawat-moved]

favourite chidi moment?

mh the very first moment that comes to mind is obviously chidi sacrificing his memories and the bonds he had created over time with everyone, especially eleanor, for the good of the experiment and so ultimately... of all of humanity!

but also i really love when (im pretty sure it was season 3 ep 1) chidi after his near death experience goes to simone to ask her if his problem with decision making could be neurological. it's not, his brain is healthy and everything, so it's not like ?? a defining moment in the sense that it reveals something new necessarily, but it is defining in two other ways imo. one, it temporarily gets chidi to be more secure in the decisions he makes and so more confident and happier. sure, it doesn't last bc at the first sign that this new way of living isn't a guarantee that he'll make the good decisions, chidi is back to his old ways. but it does move something in chidi. two, even just the act of going to simone determined to get an answer and even before that, admitting he has a problem, that's a lot. it's a decision he made. surely it took much reflecting and it wasn't easy (though we didn't see that on screen) but he did it. for himself, first and foremost, because like he said, the way his brain worked was ruining his life. so he finally made a step in the right direction. he asked for help.

sure, it could be said that michael was responsible for that since he saved chidi from dying, and yeah, he helped. but i do think chidi helped himself too. in all seasons, his relationships with the others made him improve and he's always a better person after having been in contact with them for a while, and he said so himself, exactly in that moment i was talking about (im now realizing im ranting ops), the bonds we create with other people is what makes us better. but that doesn't mean we or chidi rely on others to make us who we are and that's that!!! no, we do have to want to get better and be better people, it has to come from within ourselves and honestly? im really proud of chidi because he did so much to improve and get better. he admitted he had a problem. he asked for help. he let others help him and helped others himself, which created great bonds with eleanor, jason, tahani, simone. he has been learning to use an important part of his person, his issue with decision making and (i think) consequent passion for ethics and moral dilemmas, to get by in life, to help himself and his friends, but he's also learning to let go of his way of seeing things, when it doesn't make things easier or help them, and to listen to others' prospectives that can be helpful to him and you know what, even just acting on instinct sometimes, not having to make everything a hard, well-thought-out choice. he's been growing, every reboot, every second chance, he's never been... not better. and im really proud of him and emotional because i really relate to him, im not like, gonna diagnose him, but if he doesn't have anxiety, the parallels that his issues have with my many people's issues that stem from anxiety are clear as day so... yeah, i relate to him and i think if he can get better, both in the recovery from his mental issues sense and in the becoming a better person sense (which are heavily related), then why can't i?

... this was way more than you asked for, anon, sorry, it's past 1am right now, i couldn't sleep and was getting into bad thoughts so i decided to get emo over chidi anagonye instead

[spaceslouie]

1. I just recently following your blog. And I find that we have same opinion for the most part, or from your tags anyway. This by no means that you’d agree with me but can I share my opinion with you. Like I think that so many people have been too critical about his solo works. We really dont know anything. I feel like, Louis have been so appreciative about the opportunity he got, but it looks like we as fan cant even give him a chance. What if he make do with what he got. What if all this was..

2. the only thing on his hand. He said it himself, limited people to work with. Like, maybe the 5 of them dont get the same offers? I dont find it weird that H got the amount of support he got, and Louis got minimum exposure. If we can see it in a professional way, the party that did the offering have their reasons. Sometimes you dont get what you want no matter how hard you work for it. Its reality. That doesnt mean Louis dont deserve it. And people tend to forget, what you find rewarding could

3. be different from others. We want the best for him, and thats just it.. Why does it needs to be by the other 1D guys standard. I’m really emotional talking about Louis. Like, I want to respect what he do. I dont know the struggle he faced. This is the guy who hates their merch, their early music. I feel like the fandom so quick to talk but rarely listen. I dont claimed to know him, but I feel that Hes grateful for this opportunity. And I take my cue from him for the life HE live. thankyou :)

wow i . . got an ask! sorry it took me a while to answer this babe (depending on when u sent it) i dont come on this blog alot, i kinda just made a tumblr as an outlet for my thoughts and frustrations and to have a place to talk about louis lol

anyways i think we do have pretty similar feelings about the way things are going - mostly mine are just summed up by ‘idk what to think but i love louis and his music’ lol 

To be real tho, i’ve been a 1D fan since i was 12, in 2011, and i was a larrie from like 2012 to pretty much a few months ago (not that im an ‘anti’ now or anything, i just dont kno what to think). For most of my time as a 1D fan (and especially a larrie) the culture w/ us has been, for better or worse, to hyper-analyze and doubt (for lack of better words) everything we’re given and told. Tbh, since i changed my perspective a few months ago (mostly bc of solo!harry), ive pretty much just been constantly reevaluating everything ive known for the past 5/6 years and i really just have pretty much NO idea what to think, whatsoever. 

When it comes to solo!louis, ive just been trying to take it as it comes. key word is trying, bc 5/6 years of having a rock-solid idea of the “”truth”” (our ideas about the boys, management, their relationships, etc) is alot to overcome when u try to be objective. 

When u say that ppl have been too critical of louis and his stuff, im not really sure which ppl u mean or if u just mean in general - ive definitely seen some ppl who seem to be critical just for the sake of it, or bc they actually dont like louis, which, ya, thats definitely too critical. But for some of the ppl being critical, it seems like theyre coming from the same place i was before i changed my perspective - if i hadnt been so put-off by solo!harry, i probly would still be just as dedicated to the fandom “”truth”” and i would be critical of solo!louis like i was/we were of everything else. 

Basically, at this point, i think its just habit for alot of ppl to be critical and cynical. Or, even more, its generally more comfortable (especially when weve been telling ourselves for 5+ years that we know the “truth”) to be critical (in an all-knowing way like when ppl say “those stunts are so transparent” or something) than to admit that theres alot we dont kno. Or to admit that louis hasnt had the opportunities we thought he would have/we think he deserves, and theres not really anything to do about it.

Are they right to be critical? I honestly totally dont kno. But basically im done being critical just bc other ppl are - if something strikes me as wrong and worth being critical of, right off the bat, then ill criticize it. But if everything seems ok to me and i have no reservations and i see someone else complaining and making a big deal about it, i guess thats how i decide when someone is being too critical. Thats when it seems to me like theyre being critical just for the sake of it or bc thats what theyre used to. I think its important in our culture (1D fan/louie culture), at least for me in the place im in now, to just trust ur own instinct instead of looking to others to see if things are good or not.

At first i was a little confused by ur ask(s) bc it seems a little contradictory - u talk about how louis didnt get the best opportunities, and then u say ppl are being too critical. But i think i understand (maybe im projecting tho, bc this is how i feel about it). I think what i (and u, if im understanding ur ask rite) am feeling is that ppl want to place blame - we all want the best for louis, and we’re upset that it doesnt seem that he got it. We all love and appreciate louis, so it can be hard to see how other ppl wouldnt and how he wouldnt get all the opportunities we think he deserves. So we go off on his team, simon cowell, his record label, the other boys, etc., and we criticize them and everything louis puts out bc its through them/connected to them. 

But it really all comes down to the fact that regardless of what we think louis deserves, we all know that what he gets probly wont match up to that. Youre rite, he literally said that he didnt get that many opportunities, and we have to accept that. No matter how much we love and admire him, we have to realize that for various reasons the rest of the world doesnt (at least not yet). He wasnt the most famous member of 1D, or the one pushed as the most talented, and the fact that he has a unique voice makes him kindof an acquired taste. 

We have to realize that he is, like u said, doing the best w what hes got. We dont have the power to give him more, so from my perspective im just enjoying what we get and supporting it in every way i possibly can. Bc thats what being a fan is about - enjoying what u get, and supporting it so u continue to get it. We can wish he had more opportunities available, and even ask for what we want from him in polite and lighthearted ways - like tweeting him about his album, or nominating him for awards (like teen choice and stuff), or posting/tweeting about how we wish we had a video/photoshoot/etc as long as its nice and not demanding. But ya basically we are not in a position to give him opportunities so our only job (if we want it, which, being a louie, i do) is to support what he puts out. 

You said: “Like, maybe the 5 of them dont get the same offers? I dont find it weird that H got the amount of support he got, and Louis got minimum exposure. If we can see it in a professional way, the party that did the offering have their reasons. Sometimes you dont get what you want no matter how hard you work for it.” Basically, i totally agree w this and i think its totally ok to just enjoy what we get from louis w/o constantly worrying about how were getting it/what we ‘should’ be getting.

I am frustrated, and always have been, that louis doesnt get what the other boys do, but thats just the way it is. We have to accept that there isnt always someone to blame - for various reasons, louis has had less opportunities than the other boys, and theres nothing we can do about it. I would even go as far to say its not necesarily an injustice - like u said, he isnt the other boys, so we cant expect him to have the same situation as them. All we can do is support him and his music as much as we can/want to. 

anyway im SO sorry for turning this ask into a literal essay, i guess i had a lot to say and honestly im not sure how much of it is coherent or even on topic, it took me like an actual hour to write this all out and when i reread it… it didnt make as much sense as it did in my head lol. anyway i do think we hav some similar feelings and stuff and i really apreciate hearing ur thoughts! I hope we both get to enjoy bty (im so fuckin excited!!! from the teasers hes shared already its gonna be SO GOOD!!!) and i hope more good things happen for louis! tysm for sharing ur thoughts w me! 💙