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hey so i reached 1k recently and decided to celebrate it by acknowledging all my lovely mutuals and people who i follow!! 

(thank you @catharinaloss for the gif i wanted this bc it’s the moment i fell in love with magnus bane and was like *eyes emoji*)

special shout outs

@catharinaloss  ok i’ll try to keep this short but jo you were my first friend here and i continue to talk to you almost every single day and i think i’ve shared many things that are pretty personal with you because you understand me so well and you’re so easy to talk to. you’re the sweetest, loveliest person even tho you might not believe me but you’re cute af and you deserve only nice things always! love you

@magnusbaene  ellie istg we have the most creative talks bc all the headcanons just pour out of me with you so i think it’s safe to say that we work well together lol. you’re funny and talented and you inspire me every day so thank you for that! also lowkey confession but you’re also really hot so that’s definitely a bonus for my bi ass

@hufflebee we don’t really talk that much francy but you have to be mentioned bc you’re the kindest person on this website and everyone should aspire to be like you! and i definitely wish we’d chat sometime

also this is for all the people i wish desperately that would talk to me more

 @patronusmagnus i love you dragging me pls you’re so funny

 @softshumjr you’re a sweetheart i see you and appreciate you

 @softdaddario ceci! i miss you! the gc waits for your commentary! 

 @daddarioswife danielaa i miss you we only talked like once *alec voice* whats up with that

 @baneftglitter kinga!! you’re the sweetest

 @maiasunshineroberts misha!! you’re a sweetie and we need to talk more pls

 @ffsmagnusbane alicia i loved how we had that discussion on swedish that one time hmu

now onto the actual follow forever

faves are bolded mutuals are italicized

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h-k @harrysbumjr @harry-daddario@highwarlok@highwarlockkareena@hoteldumorts@hufflebee@hufflepufflightwood@idiotgonewrong@iconicmagnus@jimonau@jaceslewis@jinlightwood@jacehvrondale

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o-t @summeralec @softjimon @sapphicclary @softbimagnus @softmags @sunlightwood @softmagnusbane @shadowhunting @softshumjr @softdaddario @sunshinejace @stutteringalec @paranoidalec @perpetualmalec @patronusmagnus @princemagnusbane @raphaels-daylighter @rattlingstar @the-magnus-effect @tatooinegay @thedownworld @themagnusbane @victaj

hii so ive never done a ff before so i thought why not since i hit 1.2k followers yesterday wtf thank u sm for following me

@sanameskini & @helplarries youre the best ppl ive ever known and i love you both so much

my favourite blogs in no particular order (mutuals bolded);

🌹 @isaksqueaks @kviiglien @yousanas @mikaelsnailpolish @mikaelsyousef @tarjeimoe @bechnaes @shakerrmakerr @valtersns @valtersehn @kroppendintrengerpotet @isaks-even @lovedisak @e-naesheim @noora-liksom @kaffebrenneriet @isakhvaltersen @julieandem @isaksbestpillow @minuttet @kierensczerny @alrightvilde @bechnaesun @sanaandthesun @evalienmohn @isakssaetre @littlespooneven @ravenclawisak @closetlesbianvilde @nalle @v-ltersen @sanathequeen @ttarjei @tarjeiandhenrik @isak-sidedish @josteninski @isak-valterson @stardefiant @skamz @skamforfaen @evenandsana @sanaknows @isakyaki  🌹

anonymous asked:

Hey, could you continue that one about marco's family adopting tom? But like, their reaction when meeting tom again as a teenager after all those years and finding out he's dating Marco

Awwwww! Of course I can! I really enjoyed writing this and I hope it turned out good! I think I did alright!

Read the last one here! https://tomco-headcannons.tumblr.com/post/160126255722/so-i-just-read-young-tom-being-raised-by-marcos


Marco laughed and texted Tom back. Angie looked up and smiled at seeing her son so excited. “Who have you been talking to so much, Marco?” She asked. Marco blushed a little and put his phone on the coffee table. “Oh, come on now! Tell me, I’m your mother.” Angie told him. Marco smiled and laughed a little.

“It’s just a boy.” He assured her. Angie perked up and slid closer.

“I see… is he cute?” She asked. Marco blushed deeply and picked his phone up. “Oh you have a picture of him on your phone!?” Angie cried. Marco shook his head but his mother reached for his phone. “Let me see! I am your mother!” She told him.

“Mom! Cut it out!” Marco complained.

“Marco Diaz if you do not show me a picture of your boyfriend then you are grounded for a million years.” She told him. Marco rolled his eyes and pulled the picture up.

“Star introduced us, he’s from the underworld.” Marco told her. Angie smiled and Marco handed her the phone, as soon as she saw the image Angie froze. “Yeah he’s pretty cute and… mom, are you okay?” Marco asked, seeing her face.

“Marco… where did you meet this boy?” She asked quietly.

“Uh… through Star, he showed up at the school one day. We didn’t always like each other.” Marco admitted. “Is-is there a problem with him? Because he’s a demon maybe? Mom I promise he’s super nice and-”

“Of course not, Marco!” Angie exclaimed. She threw her arms around Marco. “No, not at all. I’m just… thrilled you met somebody! Bring him over for dinner, tonight!” Angie told him.

“Tonight? That’s a little short-notice.” Marco told her.

“I want to see him- meet him! I want to see him again… no, I want to meet him for the first time.” Angie’s words were becoming all jumbled and it was hard to follow. Marco shrugged and texted his boyfriend. Angie got up and ran into the kitchen to find Rafael. “Rafael, Marco has a boyfriend!” She exclaimed.

“Oh that’s good, I’d love to meet-”

“It’s Tom.” She interrupted. Rafael jumped in shock and Angie nodded, unable to hide her smile. “They met each other, through Star, and they like each other! He’s coming over for dinner tonight and-”

“Angie wait.” Rafael stopped her. “We haven’t seen that kid in almost eight years.” He reminded. “He was taken from us by his real parents, he’s not ours anymore. Do you really think having him over is a good idea? What if he remembers us?” Rafael asked.

“I don’t care! I have to see my son again.” She was near tears and her husband gave her a hug. “I don’t care if he’s not biologically mine, I loved him more than the man who took him from us ever could. We all know King Lucifer is a bad man, we’ve all heard the stories. And now through fate, he and Marco found each other! And not only that, they like each other! Maybe this is so he can become our son-in-law!” She grinned.

“You are jumping to conclusions.” Rafael told her.

“Tom is coming for dinner.” She told him. “I am seeing that boy again, I am going to find out if he’s treated right, and if he’s not, he’s not going back home.”

“What will you do?” Rafael asked. “Kidnap him!?” He cried.

“I’ll tell him! I’ll tell him and Marco everything! They were eight, they remember what happened, that Tom was with us. Marco told me before, he remembers Tom, it’s just his face that gets blurred. So they don’t recognize each other.” Angie explained. “When we took that boy in we promised to keep him safe, and just because he’s not here anymore doesn’t mean I will stop that.” She declared. Rafael nodded.

“Okay, I’m right here with you, Angie.” He told her. “But I’m not going to assume Tom is being abused, I need some sort of proof before we drop this bombshell on him.”

“Okay.” Angie agreed. “That’s fair.”

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Angie and Rafael jumped up when they heard another voice other than Marco in the living room. The parents darted in and almost dropped dead when they saw the pink-haired demon standing and laughing with Marco. “I didn’t think you’d be able to come on such short-notice. But my mom just really wanted to meet you.” Marco told Tom.

“I was actually really happy you asked me over.” Tom grinned. “It just gets a little lonely at the castle.” He explained a little quieter. Marco held his hand and then the two kids noticed Angie and Rafael staring at them. Tom blushed deeply and pulled his hand away. “Oh! Sorry we were just uh…”

“No dear, no, it’s okay.” Angie assured. They walked over to Tom and she brushed his hair out of his face. “Oh my god… you’re so beautiful.” She whispered. Tom looked confused.

“Uh… what?” He asked. Angie shook herself out of it.

“No, no, it’s just, you’re so wonderful! I’m happy Marco picked a good young man.” She explained. Tom laughed a little and blushed deeper.

“Oh.” He smiled and Marco led him into the kitchen where dinner was set out. Tom looked surprised when he saw the kitchen table set out with four seats. “Woah, is it a special occasion?” Tom asked, whirling around.

“No, it’s just… dinner.” Angie told him. Tom looked at the kitchen again with a confused look. “Have a seat.” She told him, sitting across from the demon.

“You guys eat dinner together?” Tom asked. Angie nodded. “Like… all the time?” He asked.

“Well, not all the time. But as much as we can.” Rafael told him. “And of course we would when we have a guest.” He laughed and reached over to pat the demon on the head. When he did Tom flinched away and gasped.

“Please don’t!” He cried. The entire table fell silent and Tom looked around. “I… I’m so sorry I…” Tom looked down and sort of shrunk in. Marco offered im a warm smile from across the table, enough to make Tom feel a little better. Angie put her fork down on the table and looked over at her husband.

“Is that enough proof for you?” Angie asked. Rafael sighed and looked at the boy sitting next to him, and nodded.

“More than enough.” He sighed. Tom and Marco were now looking at the parents confused and Rafael turned to them. “Boys we have something important to tell you.”

theemoestdemon  asked:

Can you a fic where Star, Janna, Tom, Marco, and Ponyhead all have to confess their worst fears. Maybe Tom's is really sad and Marco has to calm him down or something

Awww! Of course I can! It’s been a while since I’ve done angst like this and really liked it. It was nice outlet for how I’ve been feeling today. I hope you enjoy the story!


It was just supposed to be a game. Ponyhead brought it over. The cube would ask a question and you had to respond with the truth. But as they played more and more the questions got deeper and deeper. It soon was not a game. But they were stuck playing. “I think… I’m just going to go.” Tom shook his head and got up. But a robotic arm came out of the cube and grabbed him, flinging him to the middle of the room. Tom hit the ground hard and Marco ran over to him.

“Tommy, are you okay?” He asked.

“NOBODY LEAVES. EVERYBODY PLAYS.” The cube’s voice echoes around. Marco held the demon close and Tom rubbed his back to try and offer some sort of comfort.

“Ponyhead! Why would you bring this damn thing into Marco’s house!?” Tom yelled, walking over to her with bright red flaming eyes.

“It was supposed to be a game, fireball! Relax!” She yelled back.

“Relax!? We are all going to die!” Tom screamed at her.

“Both of you cut it out!” Star yelled. The group stopped and looked at her. “We aren’t going to die, if we play the game, it will end and we’ll all be let go. So let’s just… play.” Star suggested. All the kids shuffled nervously and made their way into the middle of the room. They sat around the cube. “Just tell the truth and we’ll get out of here, and if you don’t it’ll torture us again.” She shuddered and Janna put her arms around her girlfriend.

“Next question.” Marco dared the cube. The words mixed around and the cube read the next question.

“WHAT IS YOUR WORST FEAR?” It asked. The kids all froze and exchanged looks. Tom all the sudden got very shy and moved in as if he wanted to vanish. Marco looked over and saw the demon was so scared looking.

“Tom? Are you okay?” He asked. Tom shook his head and got up. He ran to the edge of the walls and started kicking at it. “Tom! Calm down!” Marco cried, he ran over and pulled Tom away. He shook his head.

“No we have to get out of here!” He cried. The cube lit up red and a robotic arm wrapped Tom up, yanking him away from Marco and pulling him in.

“WHAT IS YOUR WORST FEAR?” It asked again. “TRUTH OR PUNISHMENT.” It hissed. Tom shook his head and tried his best not to let tears escape his eyes. The cube put another robot hand on Tom’s head, and the dmon passed out, falling on the floor unconscious. Marco ran over to him and started shaking him.

“Tom? Tom! Wake up!” Marco begged. Tom was whimpering in his sleep and making a distressed face. “I think… I think he’s having some sort of nightmare.” Marco guessed. Star bit her lip and Ponyhead made a scared face.

“The punishment sometimes corresponds with the question.” She explained. “If Tom refused to tell his worst fear, then he’s probably being forced to like, live through it.” Ponyhead told them. Marco shot up in shock.

“How do we get him out of it!?” He cried. The cube spoke again.

“WHAT IS YOUR WORST FEAR?” It asked.

“We have to play.” Janna realized. “Guys this is the last round, if we finish it, it will let Tom go, and we’ll be safe.” She suggested. Marco stood up.

“I’m afraid of never moving on! Never growing up and never making up my balloon- I mean mind.” Marco corrected himself. He then looked down at Tom and sighed. “Never finding something I really love… but that’s stupid.” Marco added. “Because I already did.” He finished. He then looked over at Star. “Your turn.”

Star took a deep breath and nodded. “Opposite. I’m afraid of growing up. Becoming queen.” She explained. Star then stood up taller. “But that’s stupid too! Because I’m adventurous! And growing up is just another adventure.” Star tried.

“I’m afraid of being insignificant…” Janna admitted. “But that’s dumb because I’m significant to you!” She told Star, taking her hand. “And that’s more than enough. You’re my whole world so, being significant to you is like… being significant to the world… does that make sense?” She asked. Star nodded and gave her girlfriend a kiss.

Ponyhead looked at her friends confused. “All y’all have deep rooted psychological fears… I just don’t mess with spiders.” She told them all. Everybody in the room expected that to be a lie, because that couldn’t be the ONLY thing she was afraid of. But the cube lit up blue.

“TRUTH.” It conquered. The metal walls all around them disappeared and Tom shot up, waking up with a gasp.

“Tom!” Marco cried, and he ran over to the demon. Without wasting any time Tom dashed into Marco’s arms and began sobbing. “Tom! Oh my god, oh my god.” Marco held him close. “It’s okay, it’s okay, I’m here.” Marco comforted. Tom shook his head and buried his face in Marco’s hoodie. The boys had some privacy, considering Janna and Star were doing something similar at the moment, and Ponyhead was investigating the cube.

“You weren’t!” Tom sobbed. “You weren’t here!” He pulled Marco closer and began crying harder. Marco didn’t know what to do, so he just held the demon close and let him cry. Tom was shaking violently and Marco couldn’t seem to get him to calm down.

“Shh, Tom, shhh. It’s okay. What do you mean I wasn’t here? I was right next to you the whole time.” He reminded. Tom shook his head and Marco ran his fingers through his hair, to try and calm him a bit. Marco continued the soothing motion until Tom’s sobs let up a bit.

“I… no you weren’t.” He wiped away his tears. “It was dark, and it was cold and I was all alone.” More tears filled Tom’s eyes and he began sobbing again. “There was yelling, there were bad people there, people who wanted to hurt me… but you weren’t there to protect me.” Marco held the demon close, now understanding everything.

“You don’t want to be alone anymore, do you?” He asked. “You don’t want to be defenseless anymore.” He added. At hearing Marco guess it and say it out loud Tom sobbed harder. Marco threw his arms around the demon and hushed him. “It’s okay, go on and cry. I’ll be right here.” Marco promised. He smiled and put his hoodie around Tom’s shoulders, hoping it would sooth his shaking a little bit. Tom sniffled and burrowed deeper in it, enjoying the warmth it gave him. “You’re safe now.” Marco promised. “No matter what, I’ll protect you.”

“But… what if you’re not here?” Tom asked, more tears slipping out. Marco took Tom’s face in his hands and kissed his tears away.

“I’ll never leave you.”

Rozdział piąty. Część 2- Merkury

Krzątał się po domu, nie mogąc znaleźć sobie miejsca. Powinien zabrać się za naukę, była połowa kwietnia, wielkimi krokami zbliżały się egzaminy końcowe, a on chodził z głową w chmurach. Usiadł przy stole w kuchni z notatkami i książkami, ale co kilka minut wstawał i szedł do okna, patrząc w błękitne niebo. Czuł na sobie wzrok mamy, która krzątała się po domu, ale cały czas miała na niego oko. W końcu nie wytrzymała i przysiadła się naprzeciwko niego.

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Thanks for the nice message! You’re so sweet! And of course I can keep writing! I’m glad you like it! I had a lot of fun making this and I hope it’s good! I used some of my own stuff anf junk to write it so it get s little personal and shit but whatever! That makes for good writing I guess. Enjoy!


“We’re so sorry, Tom.” Rafael whispered.

“You must hate us for letting you go.” Angie added, tears were welling in her eyes. But she was interrupted when Tom dashed over to hug the both of them. “Tom?” She seemed confused.

“How could I hate you!?” He cried, tears were falling down his face. “My whole life all I ever wanted was to see you again!” He sobbed. Angie put a hand over her mouth and hugged the demon close, as Rafael hugged her. Marco was just watching for a long time, unsure of what to say or do, until he ran over and joined them. He grabbed Tom and gave him a big kiss.

“I knew there was something special about you!” He cried. Tom hugged the human close and buried his face in his jacket.

“I thought about you all everyday.” Tom whispered. “I kept hoping that one day I’d be able to come home and… I just wished that me leaving was good for you… he always told me it was good for you.” Tom looked down. “He always says I’m a bother, that you guys were happier without me. Please tell me it was true, and you guys lived happy?” He begged. Angie shook her head and hugged him again.

“I’m not going to lie to you.” She told him. “We all thought about you everyday. And missed you like mad. I– any of us– would have given you anything to stay.” She promised. Tom felt more tears flood his eyes.

“I-I know it’s selfish but… I find that hearing you were sad about me being gone… makes me sort of happy.” Tom admitted. “Does that make me a bad person?” He asked, blushing a little. Angie shook her head and the entire family had another group hug.

“No, it just makes you longing to be loved. Like any living thing.” Rafael assured. Marco hugged Tom from behind and gave the demon little kisses.

“I knew there was a reason I found you!” Marco cheered. “It was so I could bring you home, and give you a real family. Now you can stay here with us and-”

“No!” Tom interrupted. Marco fell back a little confused and Tom swallowed hard. “I-I can’t run away. He’ll-he’ll come looking for me. He’ll find me here and then we’ll all be in trouble. I can’t run away no matter where I go I… he’ll always find me.” Tom’s voice was becoming shaky.

“Tom, who is ‘he’?” Rafael asked. Tom all of the sudden began to have trouble breathing.

“I-I need to go back. He’ll be angry if I try to escape.” Tom told them.

“Who?” Marco asked, taking the demon’s hand. Tom squeezed his eyes shut.

“M-my dad.” He admitted. “My real dad… the one who took me back when I was just a little kid.” He reminded. “I Can’t do anything to upset him or…” Tom trailed off and started breathing heavier. Marco helped him sit down and held his hand comfortingly.

“Tom, does your father hurt you?” Angie asked.

“I’m not supposed to say anything.” Tom whispered.

“Tom, you remember us! We’re your real family, the ones who took you in. We can do that again! And we can help you, but you need to help us.” Angie begged. Tom shook his head.

“He’ll get angry if I say something.” Tom told her. Tom got up and made his way to the door. “IU need to go home. If I’m late he’ll… I need to go home.” He repeated. Marco ran over to him and grabbed the demon’s hand.

“Tom please, stay.” He begged. Tom turned around with shiny eyes.

“If he finds me he’ll be angry at you too… You’ve already done so much I can’t… I can’t let him hurt you.” Tom told the human. “If I do what he says… I’ll be okay. I shouldn’t try and run or it will make things bad, and it’ll be my fault, it’s always my fault.” Tom rambled. “We can forget this! Go back to how it was. Like you never took me in all those years ago.” He suggested.

“Why would we want to do that?” Marco asked.

“To keep you safe.” Tom told him, tucking Marco’s dark hair behind his ear.

“But will you be safe?” Marco asked. Tom just smiled and gave Marco a kiss.

“We’ll go back to how it was.” He whispered. Tom then turned away and Marco made a move to go after him. Angie went to follow as well but Rafael stopped them.

“Dad what are you doing!?” Marco cried.

“We can’t force him to stay here.” He explained. “I know, it hurts me to see him like that too but… he’s obviously been beaten down and brainwashed… we can’t force him to stay. We can’t kidnap him. He needs to come to us on his own time.”

“And what if he does?” Marco asked.

“Then we’ll hide him.” Angie finished. “We’ll hide him from that awful man and we’ll keep him safe.” She assured. She took her son by the shoulders. “Talk to him, please, get him to come to his senses. We’ll keep him hidden here and keep him safe with people who love him! But we can’t do that unless he lets us.” She reiterated.

“I’ll talk to him, I’ll try my best to get him to come home.” Marco promised. He then looked up at his mother. “Did you know it was Tom when you saw the picture in my phone? Is that why you wanted me to have him over?” He asked. Angie nodded.

“I only just got him back… I can’t lose him again.” She almost was in tears. “He seemed so… broken! What did that man do to him?” She turned to ask her husband, who pulled her into a hug.

“I don’t know, but we’ll get Tom back.” Rafael assured her. Marco gritted his teeth and turned away.

“And Tom’s father is going to regret laying a hand on my demon.” He seethed. Marco reached into his pocket and took out the dimensional scissors. “He’s going to regret hurting my Tommy.” He hissed.

“What was that, Marco?” Angie asked. Marco just shook his head, not looking back at her.

“Nothing. I forgot a book at school… I’ll be back in a little bit.” Marco told her. Angie and Rafael were confused, this was an odd time to be focused on schoolwork. But before they could say a word, Marco got on his bike and took off down the road.

“Don’t worry, Angie.” Rafael assured. “He just needs some time alone to process all of this, he won’t get himself into any trouble.”

Não faço ideia de quantas e quantas vezes eu reli as mesmas palavras, esperando que elas mudassem, que fossem algo melhor. Um pedido de desculpas, um volta pra mim, ou um simples “acorda, te quero de volta”. Mas não. Foram claras. Mais, impossível. Senti rasgar cada pedacinho de mim, e ser jogado ao vento, para que me levasse pra longe. E não sei até quando eu ainda vou voltar ali e ler a mesma coisa, morrer de novo ao termino de cada palavra, esperando por um milagre, que ainda não aconteceu.
—  A Culpa é das Estrelas.
O plano dos dois era muito simples. Permanecer juntos pelo resto de suas vidas. Um plano que qualquer um, em seu círculo de amigos, concordaria que era realizável. Todos os consideravam excelentes amigos, amantes e almas gêmeas destinadas a ficarem juntas. Mas por acaso, um dia o destino havia mesquinhamente mudado de ideia.
—  P.S. Eu Te Amo.