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[distort-t]

SHY AFFECTION PROMPTS—

Walking side by side, the back of their fingers brushing—too shy to initiate hand-holding.

Teasing the tips of person B’s hair between their fingers, watching their fingers, unable to meet B’s gaze.

Subtle acts of service: opening a door for them, covering cornered edges when the other bends down to pick something up, purchasing something of the other’s interest.

”You look—uh, good. You look good.” Stammering, trying to appear confident when complimenting the other. Cue the throat clearing and avoidance of eye-contact.

Hesitant smiles and blushy cheeks.

Person A about to say something before thinking against it and closing their mouth.

Agonising slow-paced romance.

Person B sticking by person A’s side while they’re sick and stuck to bed rest, despite A’s warning of getting them sick too.

Thoughtful picnic dates.

Almost confessions.

”I care about you, and I want the best for you.”

Friends to lovers.

Looking for each other in social settings.

“You mean more to me than that.”

”Come on, we’re friends.” “Are we really?”

Angsty confessions after built up feelings being hidden.

Everyone can see it but them.

“We’re just friends!” “With how B is looking at you now? I don’t think you’re just friends.”

Starry night skies, damp grass, and deep talks about life.

B learning about A’s body insecurities and finding that it’s their favourite part of them.

Love-fuelled kisses under whispering nights.

So deeply in love that it almost makes their friends uncomfortable to witness.

Feathery forehead kisses.

Neither of them raise their voice—a love so gentle and kind that it makes your teeth rot.

Either one has social anxiety and the other orders for them at cafes and restaurants, or both of them do and one disregards their own anxiety and steps up.

Late nights cuddled up and quiet giggles.

”You’re everything I’ve ever dreamed of.”

”I want our kids to have your eyes.”

Inside jokes that literally no one understands.

[sacredvalentine]

He lives in my brain

[questionable-chnt-hc]

Not to be multi fandom cringe but Elijah Volkov, Michael Distortion (TMA) and Up And Adam would make the worlds most toxic and great polycule and it would be wonderful.

This is true and real also

[thermodynamic-comedian]

do you think michael distortion, kevin wtnv, and elijah volkov would get along

[clairebearsparkles]

Babe’s just going through it

[alserm]

- Gt July -

Flynn: - Wow, this is some kind of miracle! How it works?

Sem: - Well, it's just a program that recognizes faces and...

Flynn: - LET'S TRY EVERYTHING!

Sem: -...Hahaha, calm down.

(💭Sem: - he’s so happy, pfff hahaha)

Flynn: - I BECAME A COOKIE!

Day 28 - Distortion

[paperfrog1987]

Magnus Archives fandom, i give you:

my live reaction to the end of season 2

bonus:

[spirk-trek]

Broken Images Fanzine & Novel | Connie Faddis, 1983 All 22 chapters of Broken Images can be read here!

[wormmilker]

nightmare blunt rotation with micheal distortion kevin and elijah volkov

[distort-t]

How I think a character losing their magic / power would feel like.

Whether your character has acquired this power, or had been born with it, the results are typically the same when you lose said power.

In my opinion, losing your power would be like losing a part of yourself. The power has wedged its way into the characters making, and now it’s gone—dead. A hole is left in its wake and it aches.

Your character is going to be disoriented at the change. It’s different, too different. They’re going to miss the feeling of using their power, they’re going to try and use it again just to make sure.

Their identity has made a complete 180. From being known as someone with their power, to being known as the one who lost theirs.

It’s like losing someone you know, hollowing. Stuck in a loop of denial and making delusional reason. Maybe they think it’s a terrible nightmare. Because surely, this wouldn’t happen to someone like them? They did good with their power—so why is it being taken from them?

When I think of loss of power, I think of blank stares, pitying glances, others navigating around eggshells and not mentioning anything close to their own powers or magic, staring at a wall for long periods of time, and mundane tasks to avoid the startling realisation that this reality is true.

As acceptance readily comes through, life is different but slowly becoming the normal for the character.

They’re going to forget sometimes that they lost their power, and try and use it in the way they used to—only to feel their shoulders slump when nothing happens and that they really did, in fact, lose their power.

So this is sort of my take around this sort of concept. As much as I hate the loss of power trope, this is for anyone who wants to add this into their writing. If this helps, great!!

[sacredvalentine]

go gay boy go

[cb-writes-stuff]

Caine… moodboard…?

[steffsatelier]

cursed cleric

[clairebearsparkles]

Mantis!Michael and Gerry on a coffee date, scaring the bejesus out of everyone there

It was really fun to do these sketches, thanks for the request!!!

[reactionimagesdaily]

[3ris-d1st0rtionnn]

t e e T h T e E t h t E E t H t E E T H T E E T H

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