#bc you want more emphasized then if it was beauty makeup

[heirtotheempire]

I know this is a bit of a touchy subject right now, but I want to discuss the differences between creating alien species and making them look non-human, versus simply having bad makeup. Because there is a distinction! Putting it all under a read more because it got a bit longer then intended😵‍💫

For starters, none of this criticism has anything to do with the actors. This is purely directed towards Disney's makeup department. I think the actors fit the bill appearance-wise, end of story.

Hera and Thrawn, in short, do not look all that great in terms of facial makeup. And as someone who adores these characters, it is frustrating! Disney, one of the largest entertainment companies on Earth, couldn't find the time, budget, or artists to work on the appearances of two main characters in this show they've been building up to for years.

Personally, my main problem with it is the lack of contouring. I've been saying this to my friend for weeks as well as mentioned it in reblogs on and off, but neither Hera or Thrawn have any sort of contouring done to enhance their face shapes. There is no emphasis on the cheekbones, or for Thrawn's forehead bumps, none of it. They rely on the actors' natural facial structures to do the work for them. Which, if it was cosplay or otherwise in person, is fine. But with studio lights, it causes a washed-out look, especially depending on where the light is coming from. To combat this (in an acting setting), makeup artists emphasize things such as the eyebrows and the cheeks and especially any wrinkles, to help bring out any facial expressions made.

How does this differ from aliens being, well. Aliens! Considering we don't have a real baseline for what real life aliens would look like, it's only fair to allow filmmakers to go wild with speculation, even if it's off-putting. But that isn't what the issue is here. The aliens we're focusing on here, Twi'leks and Chiss, do have similar facial structures to humans. They're humanoids! So their faces would reflect light and cast shadows just as much as a human face would. By all accounts, make aliens freaky looking, but basic rules of light still apply. We should be able to clearly see Thrawn's cheekbones and forehead bumps without having to pull out a magnifying glass, something that is possible via, you guessed it, contouring!

Also, considering this is fiction, things looking bad is more of a reflection on the effort being put into the show than anything else. They could have done more but chose not to. Star Trek has some fantastic examples of humanoid aliens being distinctly alien without being poorly designed (I've been watching TNG and it is quite fun!). As said before, I'm all for freaky looking aliens. But bad design and bad makeup ruins that. What is and isn't bad design and makeup does fall into a more subjective range, I won't shy away from that truth. But I cannot get over the lack of contouring in a show that can be so brightly lit! Disney's shooting themselves in the foot here!

At the end of the day this is a television show though. Lets not get mad at people who do or do not like the makeup, and people are allowed to critique it as much as others are allowed to enjoy it. No one is any less of a fan for not liking the Ahsoka show, and no one is less of a fan for loving the show. I've seen some... very nasty things in the tags in relation to this specifically as well as for the whole show. Not very fun.

To end this on a lighter note, here's a very wonderfully done makeup job on a cosplayer! I don't know how to make the embedded stuff go away whoops😭

[lovingtetsurou]

-`｡ cosplay — kuroo tetsurou. ˚ˎ-

cw : smut 1K. established relationship. somewhat pwp. self-indulgent. cosplaying. reader is shorter than kuroo. mentions reader has a slightly foul mouth lol. petnames (sweetheart, sweet girl, doll, princess). a/n : kuroo brainrot. word dump. not proofread. i'm just thinking with my pus– idk how or why but this idea just came to me, popped out of nowhere when i saw this cute elf-ish, cottage-core, fairy-core, outfit in a game that i was playing so... enjoy ig bcs i sure did ;) p.s. reader's not cosplaying a particular anime character!

after losing a bet, you now find yourself changing into an elf costume. it was kuroo's idea. it's a cosplay of a character, but you didn't know who it was since you weren't that much familiar with anime like kuroo was. (ironic, isn't it?)

'hmm, not bad.' you thought to yourself as you looked at the mirror and scanned the outfit.

a lilac themed palette. cinderella-like shoes. a short, ruffled dress that emphasized your waist and long, puffy, loose, chiffon sleeves that are fitted on the wrist. an off shoulder top that showed off the collarbones. daisy flowers tightly wrapped around the neck. crystal-like jewelry hung by the ears. and the cherry on top: a ferronnières.

“knock knock. you alright there, baby? you're not chickening out, are you?” your lover spoke at the other side of the door, the smirk evident in his tone. after rolling your eyes and holding back a smile, you took one last look at yourself and decided to show him what he's been waiting for. “hold your horses, will ya? i'm comin' out. and don't you dare laugh or you'll get kicked in the nuts.”

kuroo always found your vulgar language amusing as it contrasted your demure demeanor. he felt nice knowing you could be honest around him without holding back.

you opened the door and took a step back, letting the man in front of you get a better look at you.

beautiful. ethereal. pristine. elegant. pure. chaste. innocent. divine. heavenly. there were countless words to describe you, yet he could only stare. his mind had gone blank at the sight of an angel. his angel.

well, technically, his elf, right now,

“how is it?” you slowly asked, not knowing why you did. maybe it's because you initially thought that this was a dumb idea, but now that you've tried it, it might not be so bad. maybe it's because at the start, you wanted to just play and get a good laugh out of this, but now you actually wanted him to like it.

your fingers started fidgeting with the hem of the dress, avoiding eye contact at all costs, not wanting to feel more embarrassed than you already were.

“this might not be bad y'know. the dress is kinda nice. though i don't know much about the character so i don't know whether it would've been better if i had put on some makeup or not– mmph” before you could even finish your sentence, he snatched your lips with his, delicately cupping your cheek as he kissed you with much fervor, but at the same time, he was gentle and careful.

after he was satisfied, he pulled himself back to admire you once more since the first time, he got carried away and didn't have much time to take you all in. you normally take him all in.

“did you know–” he paused, eyes finally landing back on yours after engraving this image in his memory. “it's my favorite character because it reminded me of you.” he smiled that adoring smile of his that always got you so down bad.

“and why's that?” you tried to hold back a grin as you got ahead of yourself. kuroo chuckled, pinching both of your cheeks with a goofy look on his face. “because they look so innocent but they have the nastiest mouth.” he kids which earns him a playful (but strong, nevertheless) slap on his arm.

“i do not. i just curse, a lot.” you defensively retort.

“oh yeah? we'll see about that. i'd love to watch you eat your words, or in your case, spit it all up.”

kuroo is a man of his words, and he sure doesn't like to back down.

after the hazy happenings, you're now the one getting slapped on your ass. only this time around, it's kuroo's thighs that are smacking your backside with his length sliding in and out of your gaping hole.

your wrists were pinned above your head by tetsurou who's only using one arm to tie you down as his other is busy toying with your mounds, pinching and pulling. his mouth would alternate between sucking on your areolas, making out with you, and leaving bites on your collarbones, neck, earlobe, everywhere his lips could reach.

it felt hotter because he was fucking you with your clothes still on. your bare skin before was now decorated with blooming red and purple love marks.

despite getting all down and dirty, in kuroo's eyes, you still managed to look so magnificent, so angelic. the sounds you make were another case, however. spewing curses, lewd moans, salacious whines, lustful begging; it's a succubus speaking.

“yes? feels so good that you're finally showing your true colors, sweetheart?”

“ohh fuck me— yesyes right there that's the spot! your cock's going so deep inside me it's like your fucking me to heaven— hnng don't stop please, breed me, wreck my insides and reshape it, fill me up with your cum will you? please please—!”

he twitches inside of you from how horny you get that your rambles get so debaucherous.

“fuck. my sweet girl. every damn time, you still take my breath away.” he chuckles, amused, so turned on, and close to his high which was evident from his sloppy movements.

“shit, so close, doll. come with me, yeah? i'll give you all that i have. gonna fill you up to the brim and breed your dirty, little, hole. you'd like that, won't you, princess?”

“oh my god, yesyes i'd like that a lot— hnngah fuck 'm gonna cum so hard on your dick!” your walls pulsated around him, getting tighter and tighter from the pleasure that was threatening to spill. and after just a single flick, everything crumbles apart.

the aftermath was just as fun, especially for kuroo.

“curse a lot my ass.” he weakly laughs, giving you a kiss on your temple as he tries to catch his breath.

you lightly smack his shoulder, body slumping against tetsurou who instinctively pulls you to lay down on his chest, hands automatically brushing your hair to soothe you and calm you down, all the while giving you loving kisses here and there.

“but it's one of the things i love about you, so don't go holding back on me and just curse me endlessly. knew it was your love language from the start.” he chuckles, giving you a longer kiss to shut you up. not that you're complaining.

© lovingtetsurou  — do not steal, plagiarize, translate, and/or repost my posts anywhere

[understandingbimbos]

no offense intended to anyone (im about to say something at least mildly offensive) but i saw a really bad post about "bimbos of color" that one of my followers on here reblogged. not only did the women not look like bimbos but one of the images was even very obviously AI generated.

its kind of been bothering me, especially since i've been planning a bimbo diversity post for a while now, though mine was more about the importance of personal expression. i want to make a point that all bimbos don't need to look the same. a lot of bimbo blogs on here and in general bimbo spaces online just stick to one look and i hate that women might see that and think they genuinely need to sacrifice their individuality to be a bimbo. and i realize you may be thinking "they do, that's the point of being a bimbo", i understand that and some women may just want to sacrifice their individuality and be a carbon copy of a carbon copy, but i disagree. i believe there's room for fat bimbos, flat bimbos, natural bimbos, punk bimbos,, etcetera etcetera. the problem is

finding examples

figuring out the common "bimbo tells" -- how do all these women look "bimbo" when they all look different?

because i don't much about makeup, photoshop, facetune, or... anything in regards to beauty and physical appearance. i even looked through Pink Bimbo Academy's blog to see if I could get some sort of idea (i really admire what they do, btw) but maybe i'm tackling this all from the wrong angle and Limerick's tool box theory (it wasn't even Limerick's, hell, I'd came up with the same idea earlier) is the one to utilize in this instance. all these different women don't look like bimbos because they look alike... but because they look like bimbos.

my old notes explain it better:

i think another reason why the idea of bimbo diversity has been weighing down on me so much lately because of Ashten, Ashten and everybody. i would just like to emphasize once again that copious amounts of extremely dangerous surgery isn't the only way.

im posting this as an example but i don't even know how dangerous lip fillers/injections are... go figure. anyway, expect a post maybe later tonight. im not sure if itll be writing or just pictures at this point or what. and there may be drawings instead of just IRL examples bc im sure they exist but examples of fat bimbos have been extremely hard to find... maybe i'll make two posts.

[tobi-momo]

Disconnected Fate

a/n: hehe thank you for @velvxtparadise​ for requesting this im so happy you did bc it was an amazing idea (their works are also so amazing you should check ‘em out) but ya THANK YOU ily!!

Disconnected Fate: Soulmate AU/Quirkless AU - Sero x Reader

Synopsis: Soulmates were something to be treasured. The second half of your soul, finally connecting, becoming one. But, you couldn’t really rely on that if your string is cut. But will meeting someone with your same fate change that?

Word Count: 3110

Warnings: Cursing, clubbing, drinking, mentions of vomiting, kissing, old ass pervs, groping (if there are more pls let me know!!) {does include some todomomo and kamijirou}

“Mina, I don’t think this fits very well,” you laugh at your figure in the mirror, turning your body and running your hands down the fabric to slim it down. Mina opens to you, practically jumping at you before placing her hands at your shoulder to rotate your body; jaw dropping at the sight.

“Y/n, shut the hell up. You look so fucking sexy it’s not even funny,” she chuckles, giving your ass a playful smack before tugging at the thin strap that held your dress up. The strings connected to a loose bateau neckline, showing a little cleavage, and looking down, you see the way your snug dress brings out your curves and hips. Wow- you really did look amazing, didn’t you? “Okay, that should do it. Are we ready? The guys are probably waiting for us.”

Your head whips to your friend, who definitely did not tell you about boys being with you. “What? Boys- boys? Mina.”

She looks back at you with a shocked look, making it seem like you knew, and gave a blank, “what?”

“Why didn’t you tell me there would be boys? I only know like, three other people from your friend group, and I’m not even sure they like me.” You complain, leaving the closet for the bathroom to touch up on your makeup before hearing your other bestie chime in.

“Don’t worry, y/n! I like having you around very much, and I’m sure the others will, too!” Momo says, finishing her mascara. 

“Yeah, and you’re fun to duet and play with,” Kyouka acknowledges while painting her nails.

“See?” Mina remarks. “They love you. Eiji has already told the others, and none of them have anything bad to say!”

“Yet.”

“Kyo!” 

“Kidding~” she corrects.

“Y/n, you’ll be fine. Don’t worry about it, they’ll love you. Just...I don’t know, be yourself!”

“Thanks, Mina, that actually helps a lot,” you smile sarcastically before turning your smile flat. “I’ll be sure to do that once I get over the fact that I’ve never hung out with your friends before.” 

“Oh my God, y/n. Stop stressing. You’ll be fine.” Mina assures. “And maybe you’ll find a little special someone~” she vocalizes and points to the ring finger of your right hand. 

Oh. Right. You thought, looking down at your hand. The red string tied to your finger that connected you to the person the universe wants you to spend the rest of your life with. The string that leads you to the person you’ve always wanted, needed. Your soulmate. You had always wanted that person to come in your life, to sweep you off your feet and be with you for the rest of your days, but it was hard to believe in all that when your string was cut. Your string connected you to your soulmate, so why was yours cut? Maybe it just wasn’t meant to be for you.

“Y/n? Y/n.” You blink up to Mina’s fingers snapping at you.

“Huh? Oh, sorry,” you smile, “I just spaced out.”

“Classic y/n.”

“Kyo.” Mina glares at Kyouka.

“What? I’m just sayin’.”

“Okay, are we all done here?” You ask while looking around at Momo, Kyouka and Mina; checking the belongings around them and seeing their small handbags.

“Yup!” 

“Mhm.”

“Finally! Okay, let’s go bitches.” Mina exclaims as Kyouka shakes her head then drags herself up, leaning her head back, an annoyed expression painted on her face. 

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“Bro, come on! Just have one- ONE- drink. Please?” Kaminari pouts, handing Sero a small glass of whiskey, the ice clinking within the glass.

“I don’t know man. You guys are probably gonna get hammered tonight, and Katsuki refuses to be the DD again,” Sero shrugs back, leaning on the counter of the bar.

“You’re damn right I ain’t the DD tonight. I haven’t had a good drink in a minute, and you guys are annoying as it is, so maybe a couple might make it easier to put up with you.” Bakugou groans, downing his drink, walking up to the bartender to order another one.

“Hey, where are the girls? Are they still coming?” Kirishima asks curiously.

“Uh,” Kaminari pulls his phone out, checking his messages, “they are on their way.”

“Why do they take so goddamn long? It’s annoying.” Bakugou calls out, waiting for his drink impatiently.

“Because they are ladies, Katsuki. They need time to get ready and stuff. You know this,” Kirishima whines, as if he had told him this multiple times.

“I know it’s stupid,” he emphasizes. He gets his drink and continues to sit at the bar, irritated.

Kirishima makes his way over to Sero, who sips his water through the black straw poking out of the glass. He looks bored, but not as if he didn’t want to be there. He always liked hanging out with his friends; the more the merrier. So taking this invitation to hang out with his guy and girl friends was a must. He needed a break from all of the stress school put on him. College was a lot harder than he thought it was going to be. This was a perfect way to distract himself even for a little while and drinking water. His friends would be entertaining enough anyways. 

“Hey, Hanta, you excited for the girls to get here?” Sero’s head whips up, breaking his thoughts. Sitting up straight, he leans back with an elbow on the back of the couch. Kirishima smiles giggly, taking a seat next to him.

“Oh, ya,” he says, as if it was obvious, “excited to see how they act when they black out,” he jokes. The girls were always a handful when drunk, thankfully some had their boyfriends to take care of them, but the boyfriends were always a little drunk, too.

“Ha ha, yeah, always super fun,” Kirishima replies sarcastically, knowing exactly what Sero is thinking. “What about you, Shoubro?”

Todoroki was sitting at the end of the table awkwardly, waiting for more company. He looked lonely, but patient. He looked up at his nickname Kirishima gave him tiredly. “Hmm?”

“Excited for the girls to get here?” 

“I guess. They will make the night more entertaining.” See, he knows, too. The girls were known for making the night more interesting. Whether it was karaoke, body shots, dancing, or even fighting with douchebags that tried to dance with them. The night always ended on a good note either way, so whoever was staying sober sure had a sight to see.

“Oh, here come the girls,” Kaminari chimes in, putting his phone in his back pocket before turning around for the door. Three girls walk in: Mina, Kyouka, and Momo. Wait- where were you? Didn’t Mina say something about bringing a friend?

“Hey, boys,” Mina greets, “how are we this fine evening?” She says smoothly, strutting her way to the bar. “Four vodkas, please.”

“You havin’ all of those? Momo and Kyo don’t usually have vodka.” Kaminari laughs, a jokingly confused question.

“Oh, y/n is gonna be here in a sec, and she likes vodka. A lot. So half of these are for her.” Mina smiles as she carefully grabs the shots and cautiously carries them to the table where Momo, Todoroki, Sero, Kirishima, Kaminari, and Kyouka reside. She sets them down, keeping a close eye not to spill, and starts walking over to your figure.

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You head into the club, surprised the music isn’t louder, while avoiding the other people around the area. You knew at places like this it got a little crowded and hectic, so you just wanted to find Mina before anything else. With your hands behind your back holding your tiny purse, you look around and see Mina walking over to you, a bright smile plastered on her face as giggles and grabs your hand, dragging you to the table where everyone (besides irritated Bakugou) resides. 

“Katsuki get your ass over here right now!” Mina shouts from across the club, catching Bakugou’s attention. She gives him a stern look, then smiles softly when he grumbles and pushes himself off his chair, slowly walking over there, drink in hand. He plops down next to Kirishima lazily before staring at the ground. “Good. Anyway,” she inhales, clearly excited. You stand there awkwardly, wondering why it has suddenly got so hot. Something in the air was different. You didn’t know what it was, but it was making you nervous. “Y/n, the boys,” she points at each boy, introducing them, “Todoroki, Sero, Kaminari, Kirishima, and Bakugou.” You nod in acknowledgement, getting to know their faces to hopefully not forget later. One face caught your breath, though. Literally. Your breath hitched as you looked at him. Sero, you were pretty sure his name was. He was- beautiful. His raven black hair, his smile, his eyes, his everything- was gorgeous. 

What the hell was this?

You stand there, frozen, staring at his handsome face and body, practically drooling. You were interrupted by Mina yapping at them to shake your hand. Each one of them sat up straight and nodded to you, said how nice it was to meet you. Then you shook hands with Sero.

No. No way.

Right as you switch your hands for him, raising your left hand, he raises his. The red on his finger caught your eye, making you stop in your tracks. Again. He also comes to a halt, both your eyes wide in shock and surprise as you gaze at each other’s string.

This wasn’t real. You were the only one you knew in your entire life who had this. You had looked it up several times for a sliver of hope, but nothing showed. In fact, everything you had searched for came up the opposite. Because of the stories and the legends and the research, you were convinced it wasn’t true. You were convinced that it wasn’t going to happen to you. Convinced that you were going to live your life alone. Was this man really the one for you? Was this man really the one to share your soul with? You couldn't believe it. You just couldn’t.

“Ahem,” Mina purposely coughs, trying to dissipate the awkwardness everyone else has to endure as you and Sero share the weirdest and yet most thrilling moment you’ve had in your life. Your heart was beating so fast, you were nervous, but excited. You were surprised, but happy and sad, a little disappointed and mad, though you felt awakened at these new feelings. They felt stronger than anything you’ve ever felt before, and you could tell he could feel them, too. Mina coughs again, snatching your attention. She smiles and widens her eyes while pointing her head at the other men, who are tiredly awaiting your hand. Once you suddenly realize you’ve been focusing on Sero for the past 45 seconds, you breathe out an ‘oh’ and move on to Kirishima. 

You never stopped thinking about him, though. Throughout the entire night, after every shot you took, every song on the dance floor, Sero was still in your mind. And because of this, you took more shots. And you danced some more. You were taking a body shot off of Mina’s stomach when you notice eyes boring into yours. Swallowing the stinging alcohol you turn over to him, not finishing with the lime, almost stumbling. You want to tell him to stop looking at you, to mind his own business, but you can’t separate your words, slurring an incoherent sentence. 

“Oh? Baby girl needs some help? I can help you,” the strange man, teases, laughing as he grabs your waist, grazing the side of your torso up and down, trying to drag you to the back of the club. “Let me help you, honey.” He starts guiding you to the back, using his fingers to touch the soft skin on your shoulders, your forearms, making their way down to your hips, and finally up to-

“Hey, y/n, you okay?” The man gets interrupted by your hero, his voice giving you butterflies. “Sorry, man. She’s drunk. You really shouldn’t be messin’ with girls like this,” he shrugs before grabbing you by your waist and putting your arm around his shoulder, “or any girls, for that matter.” You lean on his shoulder, barely keeping up with the situation. You feel so light on your feet, but so heavy at the same time. He helps you to the tables you originally sat at before going a little more overboard than you would’ve liked. You moan, a little overwhelmed by the noise, but once he sets you in a comfortable spot on the bench, you lean your head back, satisfied with the cold air on your face. He quickly hands you his glass of water, placing the straw in your mouth and nodding his head, whispering to take a drink. You comply, sipping his water before he takes it out and puts the cup on the tabletop for a brief moment.

Dazed, you look around the room. Your vision is blurry, but you can clearly see Momo and Todoroki making out on the other side of the booth. At least she’s having fun. Meanwhile you get groped by an old man in a corner and probably won’t remember it the next day. Sero’s gone, you think. He was, but only a couple feet away from you. You turn your head from Momo on top of Todoroki’s lap, to Jirou leading Kaminari out of the building, then to Mina taking more shots with Kirishima, and Bakugou acting annoyed but is actually having fun. They all looked like they were having a great time. You look to your left once more and smile to yourself once you see him walking back over. He sits next to you and grabs the cup again, pushing it towards you to take a sip. And you do. 

The next half hour was you and him in the bathroom while you throw your guts up, the nasty alcohol leaving your stomach while he holds your hair up and rubs your back. You cough everything back up, regretting taking a single drink in the first place. You feel his hands smooth over your upper back, and his grip on your hair, tightening in a circle at the back of your head. You lift your head up, turning away in embarrassment.

He smiles in return, taking his hand off your back to grab something to wipe your mouth with. “Don’t worry, it’s not the first time I’ve done this. Come here,” he says softly, almost like a whisper. You turn your head towards him, still not looking at his face, but at his arm. His very attractive arms. He raises his left hand to wipe a cloth at your mouth, you catching the bright red string in sight. He notices this, and slows his motions. “You see it, right? My string.”

You only nod in response, looking away with a blush.

“I can see it, too. Yours, I mean.” You weren’t that surprised, considering what happened earlier that night when you first met him. The feeling was the same as it was before, but more intense. It was like sparks every time he touched you, like fireworks, like electricity. You could tell he felt it as well when he pulled back a little, hesitant to touch you. You knew he felt it when he pulled you away from that strange guy. Guess you were too drunk to notice.

Once he finishes up, he tells you he’s done then helps you up to get ready to leave. You were both tired of this place. Walking back out to the main room, the only people to be seen from Mina’s friend group was herself, Bakugou, and Kirishima. You could only guess where everyone else went. You two continue making your way down, asking if everyone else will be alright, or if they needed a ride. Mina responded that they’ll take a cab home, and that they’ll be okay. Thankfully Bakugou looked sober enough to understand what was going on.

“Yeah, yeah, I got it. Whatever. Fuckin’ leave already.”

Sero returns with a smile, silently thanking him as he leads you to the exit. The cool air felt wonderful against your face, the breeze making you feel a lot better. You groan as your head starts to pound. Sero leads you to his car, opening the door for you and helping you in, shutting the door. 

“Hey, what’s your address?”

You look up tiredly, ready to fall asleep right then and there. “Oh, uh, building 474 on 32nd.”

He only hums in response, checking his mirrors and backing out, heading for your apartment.

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“Hey, uh, thank you, Sero. I really appreciate it. I know this is not how you wanted to spend your night, even if you were sober.” You apologize, genuinely disappointed in yourself for letting yourself drink that hard.

“Don’t worry about it. It was fun watching you guys for most of the night, though,” he laughs.

“Oh I bet. Me and Mina got a little crazy.”

“A little?”

“Shush, I know,” you chuckle, trying not to embarrass yourself further. “Um, do you want my number? Or something? It’s just, your Mina’s friend,” We both have red cut strings, “and I want to make up for being such a slob at the party,” I want to figure out why I can see your string. He gladly agrees, putting his number in your phone. “Also,” you interrupt his movements, causing him to look up, “I remember that weird guy from earlier, where did he go? I didn’t see him for the rest of the night.”

He smiles cunningly, a smile that cocks the sides of your mouth up subconsciously. “He was getting on my nerves, so I kicked him out of the club.”

You tilt your head in confusion. “How?”

“I have my ways,” he says slyly, implying exactly what you’re thinking. You smile in understanding, thanking him for the help. 

You unlock your door and wave goodbye to him, sad that he had to leave, but grateful that he didn’t have to put up with you anymore. You lift your left hand in curiosity. Looking at it, you can see every thread on the piece of yarn. Every knot. Although you couldn’t take it off, it looked as if you could. It was weird, knowing the fact that everyone else’s string connected them to their soulmates, while your short piece of combined thread just drooped towards the ground. You never expected to find another person like you. Another person with a lost fate. Huh.

Part 2?? Let me know!!

[lordxgrinnyxboy]

rewatching tgm for the umpteenth time: wifi's not working edition 1/?

ngl i've Never, In My LIFE, done any singing or acting outside of puppet shows when i was in like the 3rd grade but every time i watch TGM i'm more and more like "GOD i wanna be cast as Barkilphedro" and i don't even know why? like why would i want to be the greasy clown nasty? He has No Rights? I Don't Like Him Or Sympathize With Him At All? And Yet???? It must be a calling.

there's like. two barrels on the stage.

uggggggh i love Ensemble!Maskell and Ensemble!Obianyo they're both so pretty

FEEL SO LOW YOUR PULSE NEEDS CHECKING

ngl Barkilphedro has No Rights and he gets No Sympathy from me but i do feel sorry for him when he talks about his mother. also sucks for him that he wasted so much time hoping his loyalty to Clarence would pay off, only to get nothing but mockery in return. also also as 'comical' as the Erotic Breakfast Dance scene is played it's still...really gross and Not Okay. This dude's 100% culpable for his actions and he made his own choices and is absolutely slimy but it's like those bits in LotR when they talk about Bilbo pitying Gollum. idk i just kinda hate that ol' Barky let himself be twisted into such a wretched creature. He crossed the No Rights line the night he decided to carve up a kid's face tho and just kept right on going.

ensemble!maskell is so cute send help

it's the eye makeup and the lighting it's just. a really good look

ms. obianyo pls

just noticed Bark's little pose on "obsessed with the pursuit of beauty"

okay so i've seen some comments around about Clarence's "How do you keep your pecker up" remark and just thought i'd- dude's fingernails. wow they're so shiny. ahem -mention here that i've looked into this expression before and it's actually a term that i guess is mainly used in England or something and it's like nose = beak = 'pecker' as in birds which ‘peck’ things with their beaks. It's basically the same as "keep your chin up". Snufkin says it to Moomin. I mean with Clarence i wouldn't put it past him to mean it another way but also given where the show is set it makes sense he would use such a term.

ngl i want to Know about Angelica tho like. why is she Brutalized. why did Clarence send her awaey. i actually want to know about the whole family. I feel like it's a three separate moms situation but even if it's only two separate moms Where Are The Moms. did Clarence send Them awaey too? Did one or more of them Die? Were they Killed? oh god what if it's like in Light Princess and he actually Had (one of/)Them Executed. I think it's interesting that Clarence Lorded Dirry-Moir. we don't get to know about how he treated Josiana, but none of his kids even turn up to his funeral and the only one who talks about him at all only does so to denounce him.

also thinking about the differences yet similarities between the Green Box Family and the Royal Family but i can't articulate worth anything rn so i'll just *pins for later*

love Ensemble!Brisson

also ngl even if the whole Royal Introduction/Lords on Palace Hill bit isn't 100% literal it still paints a pretty clear picture of the kind of toxic and vapid society that's encouraged under Clarence's reign.

does 'bonnie prince' mean anything specific or

ugh i love Osric

wait i just noticed the stripies on dirry--moir's shirt. nice. i'd wear that.

not as much as i'd wear the heck out of Osric's coat though. actually his whole outfit. add Osric/Lord Trelaw to Roles I Wanna Be Cast For In The Timeline Where I Sing And Act

the face Dirry-Moir makes while Osric's getting started introducing the fair tho. he looks like a kid trying to fit in with a cool new friend group.

the way Mr Maskell sings "we have a huge collection of the crippled and the dabbed" tho it sounds like he's got a cold

i'm gonna need somebody to meet me irl just to do that lil dance that Dirry-Moir and Osric do after "If you've got the money/I've got the misery" it looks fun!

au where Mr. Maskell stays on stage through the end of Laughter is the Beast Medicine. i need to See him do the choreo for this part.

had a real cursed idea right here but no it's Too cursed

the look on Osric's face when Bark grabs his bad arm tho

this whole "imagine laughing without any cruelty at all" is such a weird bit tbh

have i already said that i love the whole look of the "the poor soul who stands before you" part like idk if it's the pose or what but Gwyn Looks Really Good In This Scene

okay but the way puppet!Gwyn holds out his hand toward his mom and then she goes to- hangon i can’t describe lemme see if separate post separate post

okay

ngl im real curious as to whether this bit on the pirate ship (idk why i’ve always defaulted to ‘pirates’ for these cats) actually happened or if Ursus fully made it up like we really Don’t get to Know how much of this has any basis in what really happened that night do we u-u

kay but the fact that Dea’s mom’s lying there with her eyes open and the way they emphasize her frozen-ness by having her arm stay up like. wow.

wait a minute is that Born Broken playing for lil baby Dea? i think it is.

yeah sing it hazlit

interesting how Ursus has little!Gwyn sing “they put blood in my nightmares” but also vow to find the man who cut him. which i mean singular ‘they’ is obviously a thing but as i doubt the intention was for Gwyn to have decided that whoever cut him must be a they/them man i just think it’s interesting that even the wording in the puppet show points to the fact that there was Someone Else There, even if it does then swerve back to a single perpetrator. But also it’s still accurate because while it was only one man who cut Gwyn’s face, it was both Barkilphedro and Ursus who contributed to putting blood in his nightmares.

honest question why is Mr. Maskell’s voice Like That like who gave him the right

love how puppet!Gwyn and puppeteer!Gwyn and later real!Gwyn all do that same little motion with their head on the word “disgrace”

OH HEY we’re at the part where Lon Don picks up NICE

add Mojo Puppeteer to my list of dream roles

wait ohmygod there’s this thing kind of hanging off the cart and i was squinting at it like “what is that” and then the cart turned around and i realize that’s the body that goes to the head-on-a-shelf ursus what the hell

wait so Dirry-Moir genuinely thinks Dea went blind from looking at Gwyn’s face but he also wants to see it? although granted Ursus said she went blind from “gazing too long” so maybe Dirry-Moir assumes he’ll be safe if it’s only a quick look. still. Concept: Post-Show Dirry-Moir having this tendency to Not Look At Gwyn very much until eventually either he explains why and somebody has to Tell Him, or maybe at some point he’s like “wait a minute. that was made up wasn’t it” and everyone has a bit of a laff

ngl i love the inside of the cart and how there’s like four, maybe five puppets, counting Beauty and Beast, and also some of the shadow puppets...all kinds of vials and bottles and what looks like painting supplies...what looks suspiciously like crimson lethe on the stove...looks like some cabinets and extra storage up very top. im curious about the layout since we only get to see one part of the cart at a time.

wait why’s the song called stars in the sky when does he say th- why isn’t it called “New World” or “dreams” or something why stars in the sky he doesn’t even say- does he say it in the reprise???  *skips ahead* NO?

does the Disney Chorus Say It??

THEY DON’T

WHY IS THE SONG CALLED STARS IN THE SKY? WHY HAVE I BEEN UNQUESTIONINGLY CALLING IT STARS IN THE- WHEN ARE STARS MENTIONED??

IS THE TITLE A REFERENCE TO THE FACT THAT URSUS IS ONE OF THE ONES WHO ASSISTED IN STRIPPING STARS FROM THE SKY? IDK BOSS IT FEELS KINDA WEAK TO ME

ugh i love ms obianyo

“to help them forget themselves” yeah that’s what you want him to do huh Ursus

“not now, Grinpayne”‘s a p curious line to include and only the fact that Gwyn’s still using his puppet!Gwyn voice while complaining is keeping me from being like “lol Gwyn’s lil rant was actually him breaking character and then Ursus just went with it like it was part of the show lol lol”

cutting here for length uwu Dea finishes the word ‘skies’ at exactly 30 minutes in which is nice bc i didn’t even have to interrupt her mid-word in order to pause for post-length.

[uraplutass]

the fuck is a rising?

ok so obviously many people have THOTS on rising signs, but it confuses me how most people seem to be in agreement with a theory that seems to be correct only like 50% of the time. after talking to a lot of people about astrology and being like freakishly into it for a year, I’ve determined that a LOT a LOT of people don’t tend to think that their rising sign is how they come off, and/or that their friends will say that wasn’t their first impression of them. I WHOLE FUCKING HEARTEDLY disagree with the whole rising is people’s first impression of you/ it determines your hair color/eye color (which btw the physical appearance descriptions of the rising signs only work in hella white countries, but saying that all Leo risings have light colored eyes starts sounding a little sketch once you remember that whole ass continents like idk Africa and Asia exist where genes for non brown eyes are hella rare).

For me, your rising sign was the sign on the horizon when you were born, the first sign you experienced, the one that will color your life. I interpret it thusly: since the first house determines your sense of self, and since your rising is determined/ forms when you are born and pretty much unable to do anything except look cute and drool, your rising sign is the traits that your family, specifically your parents and siblings ingrained in you. It may be a sign hyper present in your parents charts (like me), it may have colored your childhood (like my friend), although that can be getting a lil in the realm of your ic (which I also have a lightly different interpretation of), but either way, it’s something that you probably will not see very clearly in yourself bc it’s hard to look at yourself and be like yep that’s where my family influenced me. It’s going to be something that your close friends will see, and it will NOT usually be first impressions (for that I would go to your MC or dominant sign/energy). I also find that your rising behaves less like the stupid ass list of traits that people might look at for a sun sign and more like an energy that is present in your life. For example, for Sagittarius risings, it’s not usually going to mean your family pushed you to be a reckless mofo, it might mean that your parents pushed higher education, one of your parents was very philosophical, your family made great sacrifices (maybe saving up to move school districts or something) for the purpose of your education. I also find that the planet that your rising is tied to tends to be a very important theme throughout your life, and I actually prefer to look at this as opposed to your MC in terms of career (unless in case of like oppositions or salty aspects). You’ll find that many beauty youtubers (and prolly other youtubers, I just watch all the makeup hos) and actors and actresses have leo RISINGS more so than Leo moons or other Leo placements, and that bc of that being on their horizon, Leo, and even more than Leo, the sun, their mofo EGO has become an important theme throughout their lives. The ways that people find success or weird opportunities will seek them out will often have weird connections to the energy of their rising sign or that planet, although that’s just based off of my observations.

I also find that in the same your rising sign will be traits that your parents/family will emphasize and encourage, your twelfth house will be traits that either your family will directly discourage and/or your childhood will make you find repulsive. for example, i have a Virgo rising, and my family always encouraged me to do my work before watching tv, they would take away my phone or ground me if my grades weren’t mofo PERFECT, they lost their minds whenever they discovered I was drinking, sexually active, wanted tattoos, being immodest etc etc. They also specifically discouraged my leonian tendencies to talk about myself, be arrogant, lazy, prioritize fun over work, etc. now I thought this was just normal parenty behaviors until I noticed how differently my friends parents behaved, and even how differently my parents treated siblings. My brother, who has a Sagittarius rising, was the only one of us sent to private school, and a fancy ass CATHOLIC private school at that bc he was super religious and my parents wanted to encourage him to become a priest. My sister, who has a Taurus descendent was consistently being scolded for her snacking tendencies and love of candy and lazing about. My younger sister, who has a libra rising has been taught to wear sunscreen from a young age (by meeee) and is allowed to shop for her own clothes, unlike the rest of us, who were given hand me downs or pretty much just bought things from kohl’s.

bc risings come from your family, they are not necessarily traits you accept in yourself. if you choose not to embrace your rising or have salty aspects between it and the rest of your chart, it is obviously still important to your childhood and development and who you are as a persona, BUT it may not be immediately apparent and manifest more as themes in your life than first impressions or traits you actively are out here workin and displayin. I’m hella grateful for my Virgo rising bc it is only through my parents’ hard work that I developed some of these responsible, dope ass lil virg traits you can find… nowhere? else in my chart. But bc there’s so lil earth and no other virg in my chart, people are defs not looking at my neon pants wearing ass and going YUP DAS A VIRGO. I see it manifest in other ways, like people telling me that I’m “much more responsible than they thought I was” or shit like that.

hope y’all enjoyed this post, lmk if u wanna see me do all the rising signs, or go over general mc ic shit next, and as always pls drop a like or reblog if u related or liked this post 💕 and feel free to drop any asks if u got any questions 🔥

[kinkymagnus]

Henlo!! I love your blog so much 😍 it gives me life and makes me happy when I have a bad day. I was wondering if you had any headcanons about Malec’s first time or something where Magnus is a nervous wreck cause he has to tell Alec that he’s trans? Thank you and sorry for the bother 😭♥️

y’all it is a CRIME how long this has been in my inbox, im really sorry and ur not bothering me at ALL i just love this ask and wanted to do it JUSTICE 👏

also im!!! so flattered!!! aaaaaAAAA im glad my blog can cheer u up :) 

okokok so trans magnus + malec’s first time + magnus being nervous about coming out lghkjgfh

ok i have no fucking idea why but i’m making this twi malec. i’m just. in the mood for twi malec i guess. fuck it amiright

magnus is just. he has a lot of secrets. there’s a reason he hasn’t gotten close to anyone in a long time, there’s a reason he only talks to two or three people who actually know him, there’s a reason he hasn’t been how he used to be--out and about, flashy and showing off and wearing armor made of glittering beauty and colorful silks and bold makeup, instead of comfortable cardigans and twitching hands and quiet. 

speaking of which: def headcanon twi magnus wasn’t always the way he is in that episode. he was a lot like canon magnus once upon a time, charismatic (well, he’s still charismatic, but like, in that bold flashy way, you know?) and open (closed off, but with the illusion of having all his cards on the table) and bold

anyway. there’s a reason. lots of reasons. mostly all the secrets he hides.

the fact that he has magic, that he’s immortal, a dusty relic of a time long gone, of an age past, clinging on past his due date. he feels like he doesn’t belong in the modern world, like he should have died with the shadow world, like he should have been sealed out with all the other demons.

the fact that he is a prince king of hell, son and slayer of the greater demon asmodeous himself. even tho he’s sealed it all away, he has a huge amount of power, both from just. originally being the son of such a powerful demon, a fallen angel, and also from managing to kill one.

i don’t think it fits with canon twi lore but i don’t care, i’m saying twi magnus was involved in the sealing of the realm, and he managed to kill asmodeous and basically absorb his power, so a) he actually did this huge incredible feat that changed the whole world, whether on purpose or not i’m not sure yet (it has something to do with asmodeous, but i’m not seeing the whole picture yet) and b) he’s actually. more powerful than canon magnus. it’s partially why he sealed away his magic for so long, he was afraid of what that power could do. 

honestly i dont have this super well thought out but i like the potential

but anyway! barely related to this! let’s get back on topic!

and. the fact that he’s trans. a decidedly more mundane secret, but still one he keeps close to his chest. he’s lived through a lot of eras with bad very transphobic times? like he’s lived through places/times with very accepting atmopshere, but he’s also lived in like, victorian england, you know? and canon magnus had a chance to be more out of his shell and open in the modern world but this magnus has completely closed himself off. he mostly talks to people other than his close friends to give them a tarot reading. he’s not like, totally cut off, i can’t imagine him like. not helping people. you know. idek. but the point is he’s more isolated. canon magnus was closed off in a lot of ways, but still surrounded by people. he had a job to do, people to protect, and parties to attend. not to mention going to pandemonium and stuff. twi magnus isn’t really doing that. man i really went on a tangent here but the point is i feel like that would contribute to how he feels about being trans. feeling isolated, having less friends to be open with and to help him you know? in my experience it’s a lot harder to feel like. valid? without that sense of community. even with a few close friends, it’s hard. if you’re “passing”, which magnus is, it feels like a secret. 

the point is! i am getting so off track! magnus has got layers and layers and layers protecting him, both literal and metaphorical (he doesn’t wear the more flashy and revealing clothing canon magnus occasionally favors, preferring thick and comfortable sweaters and cardigans and stuff like that. bonus headcanon: whatever happened that ended in asmodeous dead and the walls of the world sealed, it left magnus with more scars. not to mention top surgery scars he may have, or even just hiding a binder, or using thick layers to disguise small tiddies since binders are great but you can’t bind all the time or every day for centuries and still be like, healthy. anYWAY) 

and when he starts dating alec despite that little cautious voice in his head insisting he needs to not get attached, alec begins to just. effortlessly peel those layers away

he’s so blunt and honest, unlike people who have lied to and manipulated magnus in the past (CAMILLE, anyone? i feel like she’d still be a thing in the twiverse. also asmodeous, albeit in a different way) and he’s gentle and loud and bold and he’s funny and sweet and he just. fucking cares about magnus.

when he finds about magnus’s magic he’s like “oh my god that’s so cool” he just fucking accepts him so easily!!! 

and even when magnus ends up tearfully confessing he may or may not be a literal king of hell (or, one of the hell dimensions) alec’s like “damn, i’m dating royalty?” and maybe makes a joke about not everyone getting to make a king scream with pleasure and magnus is just so relieved???

but that’s later

anyway

they haven’t had sex yet and magnus is just like. he feels like inevitably this relationship is gonna fall apart. he has too many secrets, too many hidden parts of himself that if he ever shed light on, alec wouldn’t see him the same way

and as much as he wants alec to fuck him, as much as he wants to be in bed with alec and cuddle with him and have sex with him and show him everything, he feels like he can’t, it would be the beginning of the end

he keeps pulling back just as alec begins to initiate, and alec never pushes but wonders if he’s doing something wrong, or if maybe magnus is asexual, or just doesn’t want to have sex for other reasons, and eventually he broaches the topic with magnus and magnus is so surprised alec noticed something is wrong (he expected alec might confront him over not “putting out” but alec doesn’t seem to care about the sex--he makes sure to emphasize while he is attracted to magnus and would lvoe to have sex with him if that’s what magnus wants, it’s by no means a requirement--but more about. magnus. and communicating with him.) that he just blurts out i’m trans. 

and alec kinda blinks at him. his beautiful, wonderful, nervous and scared boyfriend. and he ends up blurting out oh thank god. because he would be more than okay with magnus not wanting to have sex--he’s super gorgeous and absolutely smoking hot, but alec doesn’t ever like, want to have sex with him unless magnus wants to. obviously. but he was honestly worried it wasn’t magnus but him, that he’d done something wrong or wasn’t attractive or something, and honestly worrying about something being wrong with him was not a feeling he was used to. then he realizes how bad that just sounded, and he’s like, aaaaaaaAAAA WAIT and ends up panickedly rambling like i mean sorry i just was kind of worried i was doing something wrong but like, i love you so much and you being trans changes nothing about that, and if you never want to have sex that’s totally okay and i love you, but if you’re worried about me still being attracted to you that’s not a problem, but-- and magnus is like y-you’re not?? but you’re gay! and i’m-- and you know that feeling of like. internalized [insert form of bigotry towards yourself, in this case transphobia]. where you think something bad about yourself. and if you think about it you’re like “no that’s transphobic i would never think that about anyone else” and your brain is just like “yeah it’s true about you tho” that’s this. magnus is like. i’m not a real man, how could you be attracted to me? and alec (not to be all Cis Savior, but look, magnus deserves a loving supportive boyfriend who comforts him and shit, okay! i am PROJECTING) is like yeah i’m gay and you’re a gorgeous, beautiful, stunning man? 

and they end up talking it out and get it sorted that yes, magnus does want to have sex, but it would be okay if one of them didn’t want to, magnus being trans does not make alec unattracted to him, it’s okay, they’re okay, because malec are Kings of Communication,

ANYWAY

ACTUAL FIRST TIME

probably not the same day, that day they cuddle and talk 

but like later

>:)

alec is just so gentle and reverent y’all. like. them big hands on magnus’s body, all warm and gentle and magnus is like oh fuck this is nice

they do have to kind of communicate boundaries--alec’s asks if there’s anywhere magnus doesn’t want to be touched because dysphoria (or any other reason) and vice versa, magnus trying to be like “you know if you only want to fuck my ass or have me wear a strap-on or anything like that it’s fine, i understand you’re not necessarily attracted to those parts of me” and alec’s like “we’ve established that you would enjoy me eating you out and i WANT TO EAT YOU OUT” 

their first time probably is pretty simple, “vanilla”, idk why but im thinking they just exchange oral sex tbh like magnus blows him and then alec eats him out 

also magnus cums pretty fast bc he hasn’t been touched like this in a long time and he’s very embarrassed about it but alec is like “damn that’s hot can i try to make you cum a few more times” 

ok but imagine their first time it’s just alec holding him down and eating him out until he sobs and squirts? yes

anyway tho they have like, lots of “other” first times too like. first time alec fucks his pussy. first time alec fucks his ass. etc. 

first time alec slides that Thick Dick balls deep into magnus’s cunt he’s for sure immediately on the edge of orgasming he’s so full and it feels so good--

and alec’s like holy SHIT bc he’s warm and wet and tight and he clenches every time alec praises him or dirty talks him and it feels amazing

first time alec fucks his ass is also very fun for both of them ;) 

it’s just a good time all around folks communication and magnus getting pounded the way he deserves :’) 

not to mention when they first start getting into kinks 

alec, carefully broaching the topic of bondage: how would you feel... about handcuffs?

magnus, barely looking up: mm, padded or not? and what kind of padding? the normal kind hurt my wrists after too long and not really in a nice way, so i like padded. furry can get a little itchy sometimes but they look real nice. also, are we talking above my head to the bedpost, and if so, am i on my stomach or back? because stomach is a little uncomfortable. or like, behind my back? especially bent over, mm. good view for you ;) 

then he like looks up and realized he’s said all of this very casually and alec’s looking at him with 1. shock and 2. lust 

like. “i wasn’t expecting this, but i really should have, and now i want to bend you over and tie you up and fuck you hard” 

and he blushes just a lil bit like o shit i just said all that and alec’s like “padded it is. behind your back or above your head... hm... both have potential, but maybe the latter? i love you on your back under me, i can see so much of your beautiful body and all of your gorgeous face :)” 

and like TOYS 

aaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAA ANYWAY

[side-effect-of-the-meds]

Erin and Ania are like holy fuck I can’t even. But for real Neil sees Abby as a mother figure in the book so like is it the same for Ania? Andrew too? Idek I just need to know their relationships with everyone

It’s time I map out their relationships anyways lol so thanks, love!

Let’s start with the lovely Ania 

Dan, Allison, and Ania are roommates. It’s tough after Seth’s death bc Ania has to face her all the time. Erin tells Allison her theory too so Allison is avoiding Ania so :////

Dan is essentially what Matt was to Neil. She sees Ania and her first thought is ‘baby’. She adopts her so fast. Every morning before class, she’ll pinch Ania’s cheeks and kiss her fingers, chef-style Idk man. It’s just something my mom does to me ok. Let me be soft. 

Renee rooms with Erin so Ania isn’t comfortable with her. Anyone that can spend the night in a room with that girl has to be hardcore. 

Allison also gives Ania a lot of shit about her wardrobe. At some point it starts to get to her so when the monsters head to the mall, Erin catches Ania drifting towards the girl’s section on her own. She’s high so she follows her around, prodding her about it. When Ania tells her, there’s this moment where Erin’s drug haze parts for a second. Ania could have sworn that she saw anger flashing in Erin’s eyes for half a second. She shrugs it off until Allison shows up at the dorms with a bruise on her jaw. Erin knows Ania hides her body bc scars and bc she doesn’t like men staring at her. She refuses to let Allison shame Ania into doing something she doesn’t want to. In general, Allison and Ania have a rocky relationship because Erin keeps interfering. After Christmas, the two of them end up getting along a lot better bc they bond while Allison covers Ania’s bruises with makeup. Also after Christmas, Ania and Renee trade dorms so she and Allison aren’t in constant contact. Part of their friction was due to the amount of time they spent together. A lot of things have happened to Allison this year and the fact that she constantly has to see the source of a lot of her problems makes it hard for her to heal.  

I’ve considered Fem!Nicky but I personally prefer Gay/Lesbian solidarity between him and Erin a lot better so yeah (However if you want me to run a few Fem!Nicky hcs, hmu and I’ll do it. She won’t be a part of the fem!verse but it would be fun). He’s exactly the way he is in canon. However, he is constantly trying to set Ania and Erin up and Erin? Doesn’t? Stop? Him? She’s so desperately in love with Ania that if Nicky wingmanning for her is what it takes to win her over, then she’ll take it. She also has a really dirty sense of humor. The jokes he makes fuel her late-night fantasies. 

Aaron is disgusted with Nicky and, more importantly, himself. Ania is incredibly beautiful and he’s incredibly straight. He doesn’t like her bc he’s so gone for Katelyn. That doesn’t make Ania any less pretty. He finds himself staring at her all the time but so does every other fox so he doesn’t feel bad. 

Katelyn thinks Ania is hot. She’s bi but leans heavily towards guys. It takes Aaron a long time to unlearn his homophobia but he manages it because Katelyn is bi and he couldn’t possibly hate anything about her. Once Riko is gone and Ania is safe, she starts to develop feelings. I mean, she always had feelings but now she doesn’t try to suppress them. She lets herself want to be friends with people. Katelyn happens to be at the top of her list. While the twins are with Bee at their sessions, Katelyn and Ania hang out. Sessions are only an hour/hour and a half long so the girls just grab a soda together or go window shopping in Reddin. I hc Katelyn as a genuinely sweet VSCO girl. Let me have this! Ania has a grunge/goth aesthetic because Erin buys her clothes for her but she thinks Katelyn’s clothes are cute too. Erin wants to hate the thousands of scrunchies and anklets she finds strewn across the dorm but they make Ania so happy. Once on a double date, on Bee’s insistence, Katelyn catches sight of a bubblegum pink scrunchie in Erin’s hair. It’s a stark contrast to her all-black outfit but it’s really cute. When Aaron goes to grab their drinks from the barista, Katelyn tells her so making sure to stay well out of Erin’s reach. Erin just grunts and turns to look out the window. The twins don’t blush with their whole face. Instead, their ears turn red. With Erin’s hair pulled up and out of the way, Katelyn has no trouble seeing her burning red ears. It’s progress! 

Ania spends a lot more time out at Evermore as a kid than Neil did. As a result, she was really close to Kevin and Riko. She only knew Jean for like a month before she dipped. I got a request for Fem!Jean so you’ll see Ania’s relationship with Jeanie soon. Kevin sees her as a baby sister. He and Kayleigh were actually at the hospital when Ania was born. There’s a baby photo back at Kayleigh’s old house of 3yr old Kevin carrying a newborn Ania. He’s crying rivers in it. There’s an actual video of it as well. In it, Kay asks him why he’s crying. “She’s sho shmall!” little Kevin sobs. “Can I keep her? Pleashe, mom. I’ll be nice to her and take care of her and I’ll tell her I love her all the time.” You can hear someone laughing in the background. The camera pans across the room to reveal Wymack sitting in a chair by the door, cackling

TANGENT BUT I WANT TO TALK ABOUT WYMACK FOR A MINUTE! So Wymack and Kay are friends with some obvious benefits. He flips his shit when Kevin is born because what if that’s his kid??? Kay is just like, I was with a lot of guys and brushes it off. She’s lying through her teeth. Wymack is the only man she’s ever loved. Tetsuji is salty and I will go into this in another post but I think that Tetsuji really hated Kevin because he was Kay’s son but not his. I absolutely believe that Tetsuji was in love with Kayleigh Day and was pissed when she had a kid. Anyway, Wymack flies out to Ireland a lot to check up on Kay and Kevin because Kay is crazy. How could the inventor of exy not be? It’s literally murder lacrosse. He goes out to make sure Kay isn’t overworking herself and bc Kev has no father figure. Kev grows up knowing Wymack and absolutely adores him. When Kay dies, Wymack wants custody of Kevin. Kay knows who the Moriyamas are and recently she and Tetsuji have been fighting a lot. She’s scared that something is going to happen to her so she writes her will and emphasizes that she wants her son sent to Wymack if she dies. Her fight with Tetsuji comes to a head and the car ‘accident’ happens. It’s not an accident. Tetsuji ordered her killed in a fit of rage. He’s devastated when it actually happens. He loved her and now she’s dead. Well, who’s fault is that, ya dumb bish? He flies out for the funeral and so does Wymack. Tetsu finds the will first and is anger. He has it burned and has Nathan forge a new one where he gets custody of Kev. It breaks Wymack’s heart bc now he thinks Kay didn’t want him around Kev. Kevin is five and he’s crying because his mom is dead and now he can’t live with Wymack. He calls Wymack Dad and Wymack can’t do anything about this. Instead, he just hugs little Kev close and tells him it’ll be okay. Wymack tells Kev that Tetsu has a niece his age. Maybe Kev and Riko can be friends. Maybe they’ll even get married. Kevin says that’s disgusting and Wymack laughs a hollow laugh. Anyway, that’s how Kev gets shipped to Evermore. Tetsu doesn’t allow Wymack near Kev bc he knows the truth. The reason why Wymack always has a sports channel on because he used to keep it on in case Kev ever showed up. He watched every one of Kev’s games and interviews and everything. Wymack doesn’t get to be there to watch Kev grown up so he just watched from a distance. I'm not crying you are. 

Wymack is a father figure to Ania and Erin. He’s there when Ania is born bc he went to visit Kay and Kev who were in Baltimore to meet baby Nathania. Kay carts him out to the hospital to meet her too. Nathan Wesninski was not in the room when his daughter was born. He doesn’t even meet her until she’s six months old. Wymack is the first man Nathania meets and she doesn’t even know. Mary didn’t want to hand Nathania over to Wymack but she and Kay are friends and she knows that he’s her baby daddy. Wymack doesn’t recognize Ania because he only knew her for a month when she was a newborn. Of course he doesn’t recognize her. However, he thinks about her a lot. She’s actually the first baby he’s ever held. He didn’t get to hold Kevin until he was two. Wymack treats Ania the same way he treats Neil but he puts in a bit of extra care bc he knows about Millport incident. 

Abby is definitely as much of a mom figure as she was to Neil. However, after she shows her her scars, Ania gets a lot closer to her. She refuses to tell her things but when Erin gets sent to Easthaven, Ania has a hard time staying at the dorms. She spends all her time at the court bc she has to. She hides in the library bc it’s the one place she wouldn’t see Erin anyways. She crashes at Abby’s a few times because there are times she can’t stand the thought of going back to the dorms without feeling the brush of Erin’s hand on the back of her neck. 

Oh. That’s a thing. Every night after midnight practice n Kev has gone to his room, Ania says goodnight to Erin. Erin will trail her hand across the back of Ania’s neck as she passes in response. It makes Ania shiver because her neck is as much of an erogenous zone as Erin’s is. Erin always watches it out of the corner of her eye bc God it’s the most amazing thing she’s ever seen. It makes her feel. Ania doesn’t really realize???? She’s so dumb. She knows it makes her feel good but she just can’t for the life of her figure out why. 

It’s time I addressed the real psycho lesbian… While Erin’s is a facade, Riko is genuinely psychotic. She’s seven types of crazy. Actually, it skews a little more yandere but I will go into depth about it in the Fem!Jean fic. Rn, I’ll try to keep it short. Riko has her first crush when she’s eight? Nine? She kisses her crush on the cheek when she’s ten and Tetsuji… doesn’t take it well to say the least. The bit about it’s easier to remain straight? It’s the thing Kevin hears Riko say to herself every morning in front of the mirror. Regardless, Riko never gets over that first crush. Riko will never not miss Nathania Wesninski. When she finds out who Ania really is? She loses it. It’s fate, she tells herself. She will have Ania or die trying. Christmas at Evermore is a thing so I mean, I guess she does have Ania :( But she wants Ania to love her. She tells Ania as much and Ania spits in her face. :)

Most of Erin’s relationships are the same except for the Matt and Renee thing I covered earlier. The only other one that changes is Kevin. I know I say this a lot, but she really thought Ania and Kev would be a thing. She says no to Kevin for everything bc she’s petty.  Kevin has always gotten everything that he wanted handed to him on a silver plate. Now he’s taking the one thing she really wants.  If he gets Ania, he can’t have anything else. Again, I’ll cover her relationship with Jean later. 

Thanks again your ask <3

Edit: I'm really tired and have a quiz tomorrow but I forgot to talk about Cleo. I'll make a separate post about her so stay tuned for that!!!

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HIIII! Saw your question for makeup! I think the makeup you purchase will depend on what kind of makeup look you’be going for? Like more western makeup or similar to korean makeup?

For more western makeup, some existing suggestions I super support are the eyeshadows from colourpop. A good foundation would vary so much on your skin type and coverage you’re after so generally affordable brands with good foundations/concealers with medium coverage are maybelline, wet n wild, & elf cosmetics. As for brow products, elf is also a good choice. For good face palettes, morphe is a pretty good option but elf also has some good palettes (blush, contour/bronzer). Lip products depend on what kind of finish you prefer 😅

For more korean / asian makeup styles, multi-purpose products are the best. An example would be the multi-purpose cream (blush?) from flower beauty. Like seriously a bang for your buck bc you need such a small amount of the product but the color pay off is awesome—I often use this product for blush, eyeshadow, and lip tint. For face base, I suggest IT cosmetics bc of its buildable coverage. Contour isn’t as emphasized in asian makeup styles but should you want to add this, a multi purpose cream/stick would be best as well.

(By the way, I know these bc I perform on stage & I major in broadcasting so I also do TV makeup on myself...😅 and I’m asian so I use both more western makeup looks and also asian/kbeauty looks as well. Regardless, I hope these will be helpful. And omg, im also a sagittarius and THE THEME OF THE WEDDING IS 😍 and ooooh, if you don’t mind, could you share with us some makeup looks you want to achieve? maybe we’d be able to suggest more specific products?)

- 📸 anon

WE LOVE A MULTI-HYPHENATED BESTIE 😭 thank u so much babe for all of this i love u you’re so cool

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Are You Beautiful?

What makes someone attractive? How are they better than most? What do people find attractive? I wanted to know that in the survey I made about beauty. 19 people responded, and you can take the survey here https://forms.gle/b4kognLWuW4JtGUw7

Q- Do you look at influencers or friends and compare yourself to them?

Q- Do you put more effort into what you look like to be more attractive?

Q-Do you think that showing diverse models in media will better people's self esteem?

Q- How do you think we can improve people's beauty standards?

“Spreading body positivity and making it clear that you don’t have to look a certain way to “fit into society” it’s better to stand out and it’s annoying that people judge everyone else who doesn’t look or act a certain way because that’s how society made us they are turning everyone against each other.”

“I think instead of focusing on making beauty standards more inclusive, we should be aiming to make beauty a less important part of someone’s value. Everyone is going to think different people and things are beautiful - and that’s wonderful! I don’t think we should change that as long as it isn’t harming anyone. I think it’s more important to emphasize that being beautiful doesn’t define your worth than it is to emphasize that “you can be beautiful however you are””

“Showing that there shouldn’t be one specific beauty standard.”

Q- what makes someone attractive to you?

“a good personality, someone i can laugh with.”

“their character, their smile, the way they are completely themselves without having a care in the world what other people think aka confidence.”

“I’m attracted to people that go out of their way to be kind to others or make someone laugh. I think having a sense of humor while understanding where the boundary is on what should and shouldn’t be said is very attractive. Also, short kings rise up.”

“Curly hair strong sharp face and fierce appearance.” 

Next time I think I’ll put some more detail in this question because I ment looks wise, not exactly personality. 

Q- How do you make yourself attractive?

“makeup. tight clothes and crop tops. they make me feel good.”

“I don’t really try to do things to make my self attractive, if that makes sense ? I do it more because I feel good about and comfortable with myself when I do, and that includes dressing in alternative styles, doing my makeup, and wearing piercings.”

“Making people laugh.”

Q- if someone told you you were beautiful what would you say back?

“I would be surprised and most likely give them a hug and cry a lil bit.”

“I cringe at first and force out a thank you.”

“Oh my god thank you.”

“I would probably smile lol Bc I don’t rlly get compliments and I’ll say thank you and compliment them back.”

“you’re lying”

“Well I would be flustered, say “thanks, you too. And I’m really not much of a peeper but thanks anyways”

Q- Do you think movies glorify beauty standards?

Q- What do you think is the most attractive thing about yourself?

“I think it’s sexy as hell that I’m willing to have open communication instead of bottling up my emotions until I lash out at someone.”

“My personality.”

“my eyes 100%.”

“nothing I’ve found yet.”

“My bone structure.”

“Visually? My hair.”

“My biceps.”

Q- Describe your soulmate

“Someone that treats me with unconditional love and support. Someone that is patient with me and knows how to deal with me.”

“someone who is confident, makes me feel like we are the only two people on earth, makes me feel like I don’t need to be or look or feel a certain way to know that he is in love w my soul not my body.”

“My soulmate is someone that I can just be myself around. We hold similar core values about moral issues and enjoy a lot of the same media, or at least enjoy listening to each other talk about the stuff our interests don’t overlap on. They can always make me laugh and enjoy cooking with me. They are understanding of my boundaries and genuinely listen when I tell them something is wrong. They get along well with my friends and family.”

“Someone who is smart, funny, really kind and athletic like me so we can do cool stuff together.”

“Tall like me, chocolate skin, black curly hair, with highlights, an appealing face , body idc tbh”

“Funny, a cutie, has a smile that never fails to make you smile back, the type of person to make breakfast in bed one minute but then it’s a nerf gun war the next. A person who affects you to the point that you can’t imagine a world that they’re not in.”

“likes me for me and doesn’t want anything but that.”

“I’ll know them when I see them”

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Clean, Green, Organic, Sustainable - Explained

There is a lot of talk and buzz around these terms, and it can be difficult to navigate through the beauty world without knowing the proper definitions and implications of them. Is something which is organic also clean? Is a green product good for the environment and is the brand therefore sustainable? Unfortunately it’s not as clear-cut and the brands use these terms for their advantage as a marketing tool in many cases. I want to give you guys a better overview in hopes to help you make smarter, and more informed decisions when buying ‘clean’ makeup. 

Clean beauty emerged as consumers increasingly become aware of the harmful ingredients in their cosmetics. They contain hormone disruptors, animal byproducts that can cause cancer, birth defects and other serious illnesses in the long run. As a response, many brands are now detoxing their ingredients list, focusing on ingredients not known to cause human harm.

It is especially important to avoid the ‘Dirty Dozen’ - ingredients that should not be in your makeup (or other personal care products):

- Phtalates (Dibutyl Phtalate) - Sulphates (Sodium Laurate, Lauryl Sulphate, SLS) - Parabens (Methyl, Ethyl, Propyl, Butyl, Isobutyl) - Formaldehyde - BHA and BHT (Butylated Hydroxyanisole, Butylated Hydroxytoluene - Coal-Tar Dyes - DEA Compounds (Diethanolamine) - Fragrance and/or Parfum - PEG Compounds (Polyethylene Glycols) - Petrolatum - Siloxanes - Triclosan I will include my sources below so you guys can read up on why these ingredients are bad for you and the environment.

Green cosmetics in turn, focus more on the environment and how ingredients are sourced. They are eco-friendly in the sense that the ingredients are renewable raw materials. Think natural oils (argan, jojoba, ...), Plants like soybean and corn, and bacteria. Green brands also promote friendly and ethical environments for their workers. It’s great that more and more companies are making use of the earth’s riches, just like back when Cleopatra did her fancy (but natural!) beauty regimen in 70/80 BC. :p She was known for her milk baths and castor & moringa oil cleanses. Well-known green brands include Burt’s Bees, The Drunk Elephant, Native and RMS Beauty. ‘Organic’ and ‘Sustainable’ are in the same category as ‘Green’. But you guys still need to be active customers and fully read the labels because FDA regulations in the US are very loose when it comes to cosmetics. In a recent conversation I had with Iva Teixeira, Founder & CEO of ‘The Good Face Project’, she explained to me how the same product (let’s say from the apparently clean brand Caudalie) has completely different ingredients in Europe vs. in the US. Shocking, isn’t it!? So again, you don’t really know if they’re fully clean. This leads me to introducing you to The Good Face Project: they are experts in the science behind the whole Green movement. They developed an algorithm where you can scan your products for their toxicity levels. I am so happy that us costumers are provided with tools like these. Also do check their FAQ to understand how it works. 

Being green and clean and sustainable and all those bedazzled terms is never entirely transparent and that’s why I wanted to make this post. I could include so much more, but then I’d be here writing for hours. Again I just want to emphasize that we can make a difference if we keep buying safe products, not only for our health but also for the environment. The organics cosmetics market currently has a 15% annual growth rate, which means it surpassed that of the conventional cosmetics market. By 2025, it will have reached $25.11 billion. Very promising! :-)

Sources:

Shondaland Acme-Hardesty The Chalkboard Mag The Good Face Project

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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. 

[kkimingyu]

hii, i just wanted to say that i'm pretty pale and pink too specially on hot days and i hate how pink i can get, but i started applying some make up (i use power instead of foundation bc im a pussy and make up scares me) and it actually changes a lot, mostly my own perception. I have to re apply constantly but it makes me feel much better, and makes my skin look much more even? idk but have u considered that before? and its much easier than fake tan :o

p2. and i know its hard to believe even if people tell you over and over but i just NEED to emphasize that you are beautiful !!!! no matter how your skin look !!!!!! try not to compare urself with others so much !! find ways to make your skin glow like skin cares and colors that look good on you !!!!!!!! you are beautifuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuul bby

i was gonna reply yesterday but i wanted to do it on a computer so i could reply properly so sorry for this late reply ;;;

ah i want to say first of all i was nervous when i was writing that post if i made it sound like i thought being pale was ugly because thats not what i think, just for me (especially since im italian) its something which i think looks ugly on me - kinda like how a jumper can look nice on some and not others except its everyone who is pale looks nice and elegent and me being a ghost lmao - so i hope i didnt make you feel bad and im really sorry if i did ;;;;

i actually wear makeup most days! i always wear concealer to school and bb cream if im going into the city centre !! rather than the colour of my face bothering me its more the colour of my hands and legs because lol my hands get so pink when im warm, i think what bothers me too is that i have sort of mottled skin? which is harder to see on darker skin but since im pale its quite present /-: but i do agree that makeup helps!! 

ahh for part two of the ask,, im bad at replying to these sort of things lol but really thank you a lot (-’: i know its not good to compare yourself to others because in the end everyone is different a beauty is subjective and truly what matters more is whats in the inside. i forget a lot of the time too but being pale can be nice too like when ive been told i have porcelain skin which is a good thing i think lol again tho thank you so much ;; i get worried when i post those tpyes of posts that people find it annoying but its really nice getting a reply like this 

[meowjorie]

Blossom, bright, cuddly, cutie pie, daisies, doll, euphoric, GLOW (emphasized because I really want you to do it and because I know you love the show), pretty, roses, thimble.

blossom; favorite book/movie/song?- book: i think right now i would say “if we were villains.” i keep getting the urge to read it again. it’s just one of those books that is full to the brim of every kind of emotion that’s realistic enough while still being wildly fantastical.- movie: ever after. i feel the need to watch it like once a week. it’s just SO GOOD.- song: at the moment it’s “boy” by willow!!!! it’s been stuck in my head and i can’t stop singing it bc it’s so beautiful.bright; mermaids or fairies?- fairies. hands down. i’ve been low key obsessed since i was a kid. in fifth grade i played Winx on the playground.cuddly; what’s your favorite time period?- i don’t really know if i have one? i think for the purpose of like....when i like stories to be set, i love the weird hazy nostalgia that comes with stories taking place from like the 70s to the 90scutie pie; most precious item you own?- i don’t know if i can choose just one!!!! chances are, if it was given to me by a friend it’s super precious to me (like the necklace you gave me or the drawings bridget has done for me)daisies; describe a moment when you felt free- there’s not been one huge defining moment really. basically any time i’m away from home without my family 😂 though i think being in wyoming and backpacking like i did is the closest thing to a big, free momentdoll; how do you like to dress- i guess my style of dress definitely leans more feminine. i’m drawn to cute, girly fabrics and styles. even when i wear a flannel and leggings or jeans/shorts i like making it a little more fem by doing my hair or makeup. euphoric; talk about someone you love- i love my mom. when i was teenager we didn’t have a great relationship (i mean obviously, i was a teenager) and that was kind of made worse by the fact that we were both dealing w untreated mental illness. but over the last few years we’ve become so much closer and i love spending time with her and talking to her. she’s so understanding and one of those people who loves helping those she cares about. this last year and a half has thrown a lot of shit at her, but she’s stayed so resilient and strong and has been incredible.glow; list the top 5 things you like about yourself - my trustworthiness- my ability to find humor in even the smallest things- my drive to love unconditionally- my “contradictory” interests (ie liking cute and girly things but ALSO scary and macabre things)- and for a physical thing, i like my nose/nose piercing. i used to hate hate hate my nose. which tbh was def rooted in some internal racism bc i was always told i had my dad’s “mexican” nose. fuck that. i love my nose and how cute it looks w the piercing.pretty; do you like to cook or bake more? - i love love love cooking. i feel more comfortable experimenting with cooking than i do with baking.roses; what is the most significant event in your life so far?- it might sound weird because i wouldn’t say it’s an “event,” but probably the moment i realized what i want to work towards wrt to school and my career. my entire life i’d been working towards.......nothing, basically. i would sit and think about how it felt i was headed nowhere and incredibly fast. i just felt like i didn’t have a future and was moving through a void. the day i realized that i wanted to work in an art museum was fucking monumental. i could finally envision SOME sort of future. i realized things might not be as bleak as i had thought and some of that fog finally cleared up.thimble; is there somebody you look up to? who are they? - i think my little sister is at the top of the list. she’s so much more self-aware and aware of the world than i was at almost 16. she’s as outspoken as i wish i could be sometimes. i hope she never lets the world change her.here it is! finally! thank you! 😄💖