he needs to be a teenager forever

Favourite things in gotgvol2

- the title sequence!
- I will love baby Groot forever
- TEENAGE GROOT! I need more of that, so much more!
- “he might be your father, but he’s not your daddy” *cries*
- Gamora and Nebula resolving some of their issues with each other
- Nebulas backstory!
- Drax being amused by literally everything
- Mantis’s innocence
- the music sequences were awesome!
- Rocket caring so much about his family
- everyone being a parent to baby Groot
- The whole baby Groot scene where he kept picking the wrong item!!!!
- ravager funeral scene was sad but so beautiful
- Yondus complete backstory #no1dad
- No one having tape
- Drax saving mantis by lifting her over his head
- David Hasselhoff
- Peter shooting the fuck out of ego when he revealed what he’d done to his mum
- Adam!!!
- I think that’s it for now! 

  • Movie JD: psychopath who killed for fun, used Veronica as a tool to enable his sick fantasies and as an object to be abused for his desire
  • Musical JD: poor broken teenager who hadn't known love since his mother's death, lacked stability and loved Veronica so much he wanted to eliminate anyone who hurt her because he thought it right and just needed some help to be a better person
Party- for Good Boys Only

Pairing: AmazingPhil & Danisnotonfire (Phan)

Genre: Smut, Angst, Daddy!kink

Warnings: Parental Divorce, Sexual Content

Word count: 9000

Summary: Dan and Phil are reluctant stepbrothers soon to be strangers. When Dan’s father decided to marry Phil’s mother, no one could have predicted the marriage ending in flames only a few weeks later. The two boys who avoided each other at all costs during the marriage are brought together one last time before they part ways forever. Phil hates Dan. Dan can’t stand Phil. But what happens when a house party goes terribly wrong and they end up needing each other more than their parents ever did?  

AKA. Angsty teenage Dan, a drunken night no one can remember, mysterious hickies, thigh riding, overstim, sexual tension for days etc… 

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marry me (today and every day)

Summary: “There was a bounce to his stance and hope in his heart and a ring in his pocket.”

Word count: 3476

Warnings: n/a (let me know if I’m wrong though)

A/N: Again, shout out to Gisele for beta’ing this for me. (Also yes Dan would be the one that proposes.)

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OUAT 6x15 Mini-Review: A Wondrous …ly Slow Pace

It took me a while to get through this episode because I was playing with the babies, petting the cat, looking over my tax returns … Here’s a one-gif recap:

Originally posted by growsbetweenthepines

  1. Jafar wasn’t a threat so much as a Mean Girl. “God, Jasmine, you’re such a loser. Why don’t you be a loser with the rest of your loser friends, loser.” And he ran around giving people Inappropriate Woodies and then Jasmine bested him with some 99 cent glitter, the end. That was the episode, right?
  2. Is one of the show’s cost-cutting measures losing character motivations? What was Jafar’s deal, anyway? He wanted to rule Agrabah but Aladdin and Jasmine stopped him and then he was mad people called him names? So he was going to hurt Aladdin but gave him the shears instead, and now he blackmailed Jasmine into giving him a magical diamond so he could shrink the entire city out of revenge? For name-calling? Couldn’t he curl up with a copy of How to Win Friends and Influence People and get over it? (That said I would totally let him put his magical staff in my cave of wonders, if you know what I mean. *wink*)
  3. If this episode was a test run for how S7 would fare without Rumbelle and with minimal Snowing and Emma … yikes. Every scene needs an actor who is an anchor– an actor so good they can convince you that the rest of the ridiculousness happening on-screen is real. Regina is one of those; Rumple and Cora are others. Hook can’t quite manage it. Jafar tried his best but they gave him a turban and some Dollar Tree accessories and told him to wing it. The episode gave him NOTHING to work with.
  4. Jasmine is mad that the shop owner took Ariel’s necklace … but he did that because Ariel stole from him. Ariel is the one in breach of etiquette here, not the shop owner who needs to sell things to eat. Likewise, Nemo and his crew wander off in below-zero temps to try and fish the Nautilus from the bottom of a frozen-over lake and no-one thinks to offer them some hot cocoa or something? If Liam 2.0 wasn’t going to be a plot point why was he there? And how can Ariel and Eric survive in a tiny shack with no central heating? No wonder Eric’s on a cruise.
  5. Is the price for Hook coming back from the dead mild hearing loss? BECAUSE THE SHOUTING HAS TO STOP! WE CAN HEAR YOU NOW, HOOK! Hilariously the only person who can get Hook to talk in a normal register is … Belle. Maybe he has to lower his voice because she’s so short.
  6. This episode features a Teachable Moment in tone. When Aladdin is interrupting Hook to ask if Jasmine loves him or just likes him, it’s supposed to be humorous– that’s how Aladdin plays it. But Hook plays it like he’s going to stab Aladdin in the neck because he needs to CONCENTRATE on the ridiculous plot. Hook wants to get back to Emma, sure, but he needs to throttle back the intensity for some light banter or the scene doesn’t work. The director should have fixed this.
  7. When Regina was mourning Robin’s death, Henry brought her a gift basket of chocolate, wine, and movies. When Hook disappeared, Henry spent the entire episode listening to tunes on the couch. Guess he doesn’t ship CS :-P. (Having Hook try to win over a moody, hostile teenage Henry would be a hilarious sit-com I would totally watch.)
  8. And speaking of which, Emma cried two itty-bitty teeny-weeny incy-wincy tears over Hook being gone forever. Girl, I’ve cried more over the loss of limited edition ice cream! And she says she needed that to “move on” and moved all his shit out? Didn’t Hook leave YESTERDAY? ♫ Now you’re just somebody that I USED TO KNOOOOW ♫
  9. Regina, Emotionally Supportive “It’s Complicated” is something I never knew I needed. Although I’m not sure she should be giving advice, you know? “Emma, how are you feeling?” “Sad.” “No, I mean, how do feelings work? I can’t snap my minion’s necks anymore when I’m upset and I’m at a bit of a loss.”
  10. Drunk!Snow throwing knives with Vikings is everything. EVERYTHING. Can we keep her for the rest of the season? The series? Why can’t this have been the entire episode?
  11. Charming took the news that Hook killed his father pretty well. Suspiciously well for someone who tried to shank senior citizen King George for that last episode– I think screaming: “I can never forgive you!” was involved. I guess this is a “next episode” kind of thing?
  12. This episode wrote-off three hot POC guys (Jafar, Nemo, and Aesop). When they said Snow White was a big part of the show they were talking about the character, right? 
  13. Gideon Gold is a graduate of the James Bond Villain school of Extra-ness: he probably stalked the real Aesop, read up on being a mixologist, practiced making cocktails, disguised himself as a marketer and told Aesop to print up 2 for 1 flyers to increase sales by 20%, and personally *poofed* to Regina’s house to deliver the coupon. Why couldn’t he just have asked Emma for help– Villain Union Rules? P.S If he wanted to make Emma cry, all he needed was do was show her this season’s ratings. (Too mean?)

In short: This episode gets an A for Aesop Effort but an F for Failing to Keep My Interest. Here’s hoping next episode is a bit more compelling. I want a S7, dammit!

My top ten most powerful animated teens.


1. I am not including any DC, Marvel, or (Japanese) Anime teens. This is purely from  cartoon origins. If I included anime and comics, it would be riddled with them

2. They must have super powers, a super powered weapon, or in some way shape or form give them abilities beyond human powers.

3. One per franchise.

4. To be considered a teen, they must be between the ages of 12 to 19 when we are introduced to them.

5. This will be from only shows I have seen, so if a character of yours isn’t on the list I am sorry.

10. Steven Universe

Steven is the youngest member of the crystal gems (biologically 14 years old)

He is half human and half gem. While he is not much of a fighter, he is by no means weak.

He has one of the best defensive capabilities that I have seen.

His bubble shield is able to survive a spaceship crash from orbit.

His weapon of choice is a shield, that has unique properties that we have yet fully seen

He is able to heal injuries and broken gems with his spit.

He has enhanced strength and is tough enough to be thrown around by giant monsters and powerful creatures without much issue.

But the most amazing part about steven is, he is still learning. Once he unlocks his full potential it is obvious that I will have to put him higher on the list.

9. Ladybug from Miraculous:Tales of Ladybug and Chat noir.

Marinette is the heroine of Paris known as Ladybug.

With enhanced strength, speed, and durability. She is one tough customer. Her yo-yo can extend to any length, the line is unbreakable (Able to hold down a freaking T-rex) and has the ability to purify akuma.

But her greatest ability seems to be “Lucky charm”

This deus ex Machina ability allows the girl to solve a problem by giving her a random  item, which she will use to defeat her opponent in an unorthodox way.

And of course the other ability of Miraculous healing, which fixes all of the destruction that happened during the battle.

I chose her over chat noir mainly due to her having the purification ability

aside from that, they are practically equal.

8. Star butterfly from Star vs the forces of evil

Star is a 14 year old girl who happens to be princess of the kingdom of mewni

who happens to hail from another dimension.

She is constantly battling monsters that want her wand.

While I have her very low on the list, she does have potential to one day be near the top 5 of this list.

Why you ask.

Because of her magic wand!

The exact amount of power she possesses is unknown. It definitely not something one dismisses. It is strong enough to conjure up an assortment of pain, can alter ones anatomy,and even cause untold destruction in the wrong hands.

It only gets more powerful, I hope to see what it is really capable of.

7. Randy Cunningham: RC9GN

This teen ninja is responsible for protecting norrisvile from monsters, robots, evil wizards, and more.

With an arsenal of weapons that range from sharp to deadly stealthy to just plain ridiculous. The guy has almost as many weapons as batman!

But of course, he also has enhanced senses, limited elemental powers such as the ninja air fist, the tengu fire ball and more.

He also has super strength, enhanced speed, agility, reflexes, the whole typical hero stuff.

But This guy has a few more tricks up his sleeves, giving him a slight edge over the previous entrees.

6. Jake long, From American dragon: Jake long

Being the magical protector of New york city

Jake long has the power of dragons

With senses enhanced by his dragon transformation.

His senses are head and shoulders above the competition.

He can fly over 200-300 mph,

Strong enough to live 5 to 25 tons

breathes fire (Both as a rapper (Jk), and as a dragon)

claws that can rip through steal.

durability that makes being knocked through a brick wall an “inconvenience”

This dragon is tough and hard to beat.

5. Danny Phantom:

“Yo Danny phantom he was just 14

his parents built a strange machine,

designed to view a world unseen.”

But then s*** happened, and Danny fenton is now Danny phantom, protector of Amity park.

Having a ton of abilities Danny is one tough foe.

He can over shadow people,

shoot ecto blasts,

create energy shields

turn invisible, and intangible

Strong enough to pick up a bus with ease.

can fly over 150 miles per hour.

has cryokinisis (Ice powers)

can replicate himself making himself 4x as deadly!

And of course his most powerful ability

the Ghostly wail.

His last resort shout is strong enough to devastate a city.

While it was close between him and Jake,

Danny has the upper hand in terms of powers

4. Korra from Legend of Korra.

The latest avatar is certainly something. (Aside from being amazingly beautiful and powerful)

The protector of the world.

This girl has fought spirits, benders, Giant robots! the whole shabang

She can manipulate, fire, earth, water and Air with ease.

She even picked up metal and spirit bending!

But her most powerful form is her Avatar state.

In this state, she is powerful enough to stop city destroying lasers, level armies, fight embodiments of chaos!.

This girl is a beast and I am giving her this spot because honestly, Very few can top this chick.

3. XJ9 or Jenny from my life is a teenage robot.

The robotic teen protector of Tremorton.

Jenny is a powerful robot that protects the city and the world from city destroying monsters, robots, aliens, and robot Aliens!

She has the strength of 1million and 70 men. Which Is tough to calculate, but it is known she can easily lift well over 100 tons with ease.

Fly at high speeds,

has a weapon arsenal so insane it could dwarf the fire power of most militaries!

Her titanium alloy body makes her tough enough to survive most attacks without much damage.

she is as smart as a super computer.

Has more types of visions then the man of steel himself.

Has destroyed Planet destroying meteors with only slight difficulty.

This girl is tougher then she looks.

2. Ben ten from ben ten, alien force, omniverse and etc.

A teenager with the powers of every alien in the known universe.

The omnitrix is by far one of the best weapons in the existence of the world.

Ben tennyson is a 16 year old kid who got the coolest gift in existence 

a watch that can turn him into any alien for about 10 minutes at a time (Unless plot says other wise or some sh*t says he needs longer then that).

If I were to describe all of his powers and abilities, 

It would take forever!

The kid just has all the powers!

If you can think of it, one of his aliens probably has it.

He is one of the two most broken heroes in cartoons.

but the question is.

Who is number one?

1. Rex Salazar from Generator rex.

Now I know what you are thinking.

“How can this guy top  Mr. All aliens ever?”

Well it is actually really simple.

He actually became a god for a short time.

Now before then, he probably would have been on par with korra.

Being able to turn any part of himself into a kick butt machine


curing evo controlled living creatures.

enhanced durability and healing.

But what made this guy go beyond all of that was godhood.

He attained five meta-nanites that gave him god like powers.

Which he used to cure all of the evos. And after that he turned it off for good.

What makes him different from ben is, while Ben has a god like alien as well, ben is limited by two other beings that make it near impossible to do anything with it.

Rex had full control. This made him superior to ben.

That is why Rex is number one.

(let me know your thoughts on this. Did I miss any other cartoons?)

Had to Give You Away (Lin/Reader)

Summary: Lin was the foundation on which you built your life, until he wasn’t anymore.

Note: My last fic of the year. I have an inbox full of cute prompts waiting to be filled, so naturally I wrote a depressing divorce fic that literally nobody asked for. Happy New Year?

You can find Part 2A here.

You can find Part 2B here.

Word count: 4634

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A Peek into the Future

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Genre: Oneshot, fluff, domestic fluff, talks about the future, and a dog

Summary: Fiction. Moving was a hassle, and not something they were keen on, but they’d been putting it off for literal years. Perhaps it was about time to get kicked into the future - and maybe that kick pushes them farther than they thought. Essentially, some mostly plotless reality fluff.

Warnings: Literally nothing if you’re ok with talks about moving house and dogs and the future

Word Count: A little over 5k

A/N: Happy birthday, @mecaka! I found out yesterday that it was her birthday recently, so I wrote her a fic. She wanted fluff, I hope I have delivered. Also sorry for any typos/errors, this was for my beta so I couldn’t exactly ask her to check it over for me :P

Reminder that I don’t know Dan or Phil at all and I’m not suggesting this in any way reflects reality. This is a work of fiction

“This one?”

“Nah, too small a kitchen.”

“How would you know, you’re never in the kitchen.”

“I cook,” Dan argued indignantly. “Sometimes.”

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All I Need Is You - Chapter 2

Summary: Dan has always been a goody-two-shoes wallflower. He’s never gone out of his comfort zone once in his life, always living in his happy world bubble. Phil is a realist, a punk with an agenda, never one to settle down. When these two troubled souls finally collide, their lives just might change forever.

Paring: Daniel Howell & AmazingPhil
Genres: Teenage!Phan, Drama!AU, Fluff, Smut!
Word Count: 1,693
Warnings: Mentions of illegal drugs (marijuana) and swearing.



“You were looking in there for a while.” He said, going over to the fridge again, setting his drink down on the island where the fall took place. “Do you like sprite, or coke?”

“Cokes fine.”

Phil grabbed a coke can out of the twenty-four pack carton and shut the door, handing me the beverage.

“Thank you.”

“So I’m assuming because of your drink, you’re not a senior?” Phil asked, grabbing his glass cup which I can assume was filled with whiskey. My dad has that occasionally, and I can tell just by the slight caramel color of the liquid.

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Time Turner

Aomine awoke to the feel of the bed sinking as someone shifted beside him. He blinked and tried to focus his vision in the semi-dark room.

Blond hair, and pale skin instantly brought Kise to mind. Aomine watched as the other boy stood and stretched. Somehow, Kise looked really grown up - his blond hair was cropped, showing a sharper chin, chiseled cheekbones and a more prominent Adams apple. Hell, Kise’s body even looked longer, broader, and well toned - Aomine couldn’t remember seeing such a bold six pack on the Kaijo ace before.

“Kise…” Aomine rubbed at his eyes, sitting up in bed.

He’d forgotten the most important thing - what they were doing in the same bed when he lived in Tokyo and Kise lived in Kanagawa. Aomine opened his mouth to ask, and was silenced by a kiss.

His fuddled teenaged mind could barely register a thing until Kise’s tongue made its way around his and slicked over, lips pushing against his.


Where had Kise learned something like that? The Kise who was always innocent, forever blushing and shoving Aomine’s gravure books away whenever the Touou ace teased him with the centerfold girls.

“Mmh-!” Aomine pushed Kise away, palm on his cheek.

He felt a rough stubble on the blond’s chin. Shocked, Aomine could barely comprehend - here he was trying to grow facial hair himself, and Kise was already sprouting a half day, in-need-of-shave stubble!

“Daiki, wake up.” Kise leaned over to kiss his forehead. “Are you dreaming? It’s me.”

Kise had never called him by his first name before!

“Wh-!” Aomine blushed as he felt Kise’s warmth loom over him.

“You haven’t called me Kise in ages.” Kise half laughed.

Somehow, the blond really had gotten bigger. Even his hands, circling around Aomine’s wrists, were large. Didn’t Kise have smaller, slender hands…?

“Eh?” this alien Kise seemed to have figured out something was wrong. “Daiki, did you… Shrink?”

Aomine jerked back, knocking his head against the bedpost. “I… Who are you? Kise’s big brother, or something?”

The blond tilted his head to the side, a gesture Aomine was used to seeing whenever Kise was thinking. It calmed him minutely.

“Daiki, you look really young.” Kise murmured, before leaning closer, arm reaching out.

In fear of being grabbed or hit or kissed again, Aomine flinched.

Instead, Kise’s hand flicked the lamp switch above the bed. Light filled the room in an instant. In the warm yellow glow, Kise’s eyes were a brilliant honey brown, taking in every detail of Aomine as he scrutinized him thoughtfully. Aomine stared back, curious and still in shock, a million thoughts racing through his mind.

This Kise was definitely older, way older than Aomine had ever imagined. His shoulders were broad, body well defined, and he carried a certain serious air about him that could only work on an adult male.

“Daiki, baby.”

Shit, even his voice was deeper, more masculine. Aomine swallowed.

“How old are you?” this adult Kise asked, reaching over to stroke Aomine’s hair. “You look so cute.”

Cheeks flushing, Aomine batted his hand away.

“Annoying!” He growled. “We’re the same age! Sixteen!”

Placing his hand on his knee, Kise was silent for a while. Aomine watched him nervously, unaccustomed to seeing Kise so serious and well, handsome.

“Daiki, we’re not the same age. I’m thirty-six.”

Aomine felt his jaw drop.

Kise offered him a soft smile, taking his smaller hands in his. “So were you, last night.”


So Aomine traveled forward in time and switched places with his thirty-six year old self! TBC

Okay but you know what Star Wars Rebels fanfic I’d like to read?

Mira and Ephraim Bridger get arrested, get sent to some shithole Imperial prison, and escape after like two, three years, and quickly make their way back to the Rebellion. And then immediately start their main priority, which is looking for their son, Ezra. Unfortunately, Ezra was taken into Imperial custody when the were arrested, and there’s been no trace of him since. Like, the records of his existance have been deleted kind of no trace. So for obvious reasons, while the Bridgers keep an ear out, it’s just generally assumed that the Empire murdered a 7 year old boy over his parents treason and isn’t that just fucked up?

So cut ahead to when canon would have started in the show. Now fourteen, Ezra Bridger is very much not dead. And almost immediately after his arrest was discovered to be Force sensitive, and taken into the Inquisitor program, with his parents lives being hung over him to make him cooperate. So when Ezra manages to find out that his parents escaped years ago, he’s not thrilled, and gets the fuck out of dodge, immediately making the Imperial wanted list in the process.

So since they would not advertise that one of their Inquisitor’s betrayed them, the Empire obviously isn’t sharing that little detail with anybody, so all that the Bridgers know is that their son was imprisoned, and has managed to escape. And more importantly, their son is alive holy fuck and they need to find him like yesterday. Now on the other side, Ezra might hate the Empire, but he doesn’t trust the Rebellion in the slightest, because come on seven years of brainwashing and conditioning are not going away overnight. Not to mention he’s obviously aware of the fact that the Rebellion would probably not give a warm welcome to a literal ex-Inquisitor. So he’s trying to do his own thing and avoid everyone.

Enter the Ghost Crew. Due to working around Lothal, once the Bridgers joined the Rebellion proper, they probably worked together a fair amount. After all, no risk there, everyone already knows that Mira and Ephraim Bridger are with the Rebellion. So, at the very least, Hera and Kanan probably are friends with the couple, and have heard of their murdered or kidnapped son. I mean, Lothal was the last place anyone knows Ezra was, so the Bridgers would probably ask the Ghost crew to keep an eye out, even if it was just to confirm that he was dead. Because I mean canon!Ezra’s reaction to his missing-probably-dead parents was to refuse any information, because he lost them as a young child, and is a very jaded teenager who would like to ignore his trauma forever. The Bridgers would be grown ass adults who would like some closure on what happened to their son.

So because some things just need to happen, the Ghost Crew finds Ezra. Recognizes him, is about to bring him back to the Alliance, and then Kanan notices haha wow this Force sensitive child who was in Imperial custody for 7 years has an awful lot of the dark side in him and control over it that’s not suspicious at all. And so the Ghost crew is stuck in an awkward limbo of trying to figure out if Ezra is a legit escaped prisoner, or an Inquisitor that was sent to infiltrate them, while at the same time knowing that they can’t just ditch the kid because his parents would literally kill them if they abandoned their long lost son for anything other than hard proof.

Wheras Ezra would not like to be with the Ghost crew, does not want to go to the Rebels, and does not want to get left for the Empire, leaving him in an awkward situation. And knowing that it’s his parents waiting for him in the Rebellion makes it more awkward, because while Ezra never stopped loving them (the Grand Inquisitor had to allow that or he wouldn’t be able to blackmail the kid), he’s probably got some massive issues from everything he’s been through, and really doesn’t want to see his parents again, because yknow why would two devout rebels feel anything but disgust for someone who folded under the pressure and agreed to work for the Empire? I’m not saying Ezra’s right, because he’s not, but the self loathing in that boy would run even deeper in this AU so that’s probably the direction his mind would go.

And, of course, the battles with the Grand Inquisitor would be even more fucked up, because there is History there now, and it is a very fucked up one.

(BONUS: Ahsoka joining the crew is incredibly awkward, because Ezra was probably getting sent out into field missions when he was like, twelve, and hey Ahsoka Tano’s been a pain in the Empire’s ass, none of the Inquisitors are good enough to get rid of her, and the Emperor doesn’t trust Vader to follow through, but they’ve got this vicious little twelve year old that a former Jedi would probably be very reluctant to kill or injure, giving him a very good shot at taking her out. He does not kill Ahsoka, she knocks him out and leaves. There’s awkward between them because A. Ezra absolutely would have killed her if he had the chance, B. Ahsoka is the only person in the Ghost crew that saw Ezra in action as an Inquisitor, and he’s not enjoying two very different stages in his life being blended, and of course C. Knowing the Sith methods, Ezra would have been in deep shit for being defeated by Ahsoka. Like, ‘she didn’t kill you so now we’ll make you wish she did’ kind of deep shit. So Ezra probably has some resentment to her over that, because he got tortured over her and was encouraged to be angry about it so he fucking is. and upon finding out what exactly she let that kid go back to after failing to kill her, Ahsoka is probably more than a little horrified, but Ezra reads it as pity and gets pissed, and its this whole fucking thing.)

Also at some point in it all happy ending of Ezra being reunited with his parents and his worries over it being put to rest, and yeah they might have had a rougher go of it than in canon but they’re a family again and they’re all alive and there and together so maybe it was all worth it in the end.

there is crying. some of it may be mine.

Some feelings about Laurent:

- Laurent struggles with expressing himself
- he spent the last years of his adolescence and the beginning of his teenage/pre-adulthood years being abused by the last remaining member of his family, and even after the abuse itself ended, existed in a court where emotional manipulation and sabotage was his daily reality.
- the impact that had on him was profound, and altered his personality forever
- he learnt to protect himself with harshness, with coldness, with apathy and distain, to isolate himself from any who would do him harm
- but because of this, because he needed to keep himself safe
- he couldn’t express himself in any way, shape or form without fear of his uncle, or someone, using that against him
- there was little that he could allow himself to like and enjoy that his uncle could not potentially convolute
- reading was safe, there was nothing dangerous there
- horses were safe for a while too, until his uncle poisoned his mare on the hunt
- education, history, things like that were ok, though he struggled to access things of a political nature as his uncle didn’t want him vying for political power
- sword practice was ok; he could spend hours and hours with Jord in the training yard working himself to the bone with thoughts of revenge fuelling him
- so after all this time of existing in a world where he could absolutely not be himself, could absolutely not engage with the things he loved or was interested in and could definitely never allow himself to engage with and explore his sexuality, doing them now is hard
- even with Damen, it’s hard
- he has to learn, in his twenties, how to do things Damen has been doing since he was a child
- casual displays of affection like hugging and non-sexual kissing, holding hands and thoughtless, instinctual touches, soft endearments and spending time with one another just because they enjoy each others company, engaging with things that interest either or both of them, sharing those things
- it’s hard for Laurent to wrap his head around
- Damen understands as best he can, initiating most of the contact and making sure Laurent is comfortable with it, going out of his way to ensure Laurent is happy and feels safe with him, trying to show him that he’ll never turn Laurent away, that it can be easy
- and it takes time, it takes so much time, but eventually, with effort and determination and working at it constantly, Laurent learns to let himself do these things too
- he learns to be ok with sharing the things he loves with Damen, engaging him in conversation about things he’s passionate about, sharing those things with him, without fear of Damen exploiting that
- he learns to be ok with affection with Damen, learns that Damen would never do anything he wasn’t comfortable with, learns that he can initiate and try new things that he’s interested in instead of relying purely on Damen’s preferences alone
- he learns to explore his sexuality, with Damen and by himself
- he learns to talk about it with Damen, learns to share his wants and desires, the things he wants to try in bed and out of it
- he learns not to fear reaching out for Damen, learns not to expect rejection
- he learns that he’s allowed to take comfort in the warmth of Damen’s arms, he’s allowed to feel safe there, he’s allowed to want and need that sometimes
- and Damen is allowed to want and need the same from him
- it’s a hard road to get there, but eventually they do
- eventually they are as comfortable and easy and free around each other as they want to be
- and it’s beautiful to see, to watch Laurent become confident in these parts of himself
- cos unlearning self-protective behaviour developed during times of abuse is fucking hard ok, letting people in after your trust being shattered and betrayed is hard.
- it takes a really long time to challenge and change problematic mentalities
- but Laurent does
- because he defeated his uncle, he won.
- he and Damen are free.
- and they have all the time in the world

  • what she says: I'm fine.
  • what she means: danny fenton went through a traumatizing experience when he was 14 years old that turned him into a half ghost breed and his parents, other ghosts, and a classmate want him dead or locked away forever. With everyone trying to kill him he is also being abused by his "uncle" Vlad and going through the troubles of being a teenage boy while also being physically bullied at school. Danny fenton needs protection and a long hug.

So @phoenike is writing the Reyder fixit fic of my dreams and talking with her about it has given me all kinds of lovely headcanons about Reyes.

We know that Reyes came to Andromeda to “become someone”. It’s implied he’s had a pretty shitty life, lived in the Terminus for a while. He obviously has had training, and he has a flair for drama and a massive need to secure himself ressources and a base. Security, in other words.

My new headcanon is that Reyes is from a wealthy crime cartel family. That as a kid he was pampered and probably didn’t know much about what his parents did. He got to grow up fairly free from material cares, but he had massive expectations placed upon his shoulders and also he must have learned early on how to deal with the brutal and dangerous people his parents did business with. Surrounded by alpha personalities he had to become cunning and manipulative as a survival trait. I headcanon his father as a strict, borderline abusive guy who brought his son up as his heir without regards to his emotional wellbeing, but who used all ressources at his disposal to give Reyes good skills. He even managed to pull some connections to get Reyes into the Alliance cadet program where he was trained as a pilot.

Then Helena Blake happened. She was a competitor of Reyes’s family, and she disliked how their success overshadowed hers. So she used the first human spectre, Shepard, to get rid of her competition. His mother and father first fell out of grace, having to move out of their house and loosing all of their money, then subsequently got killed during a gang fight. Reyes was still in the Allicance at that time and would blame himself forever after for not being with his family when they needed him most. After his background went public knowledge, he of course had to leave the Alliance program.

Reyes was taken in by his abuela (this part is purely @phoenike’s headcanon which I adopted but take no credit for), and she managed to give a spoilt and desillusioned teenager on the cusp of adulthood some decent moral values after all. Set him on a straight path, so to speak. Unluckily, he was met with bad luck from there on out and after his abuela died, Reyes fell in with bad people again. The impression his father left on him was too strong, the constant mantra of having to do the family proud too encompassing and so Reyes tried emulating his parents, starting to deal with criminals, which eventually lead to him having to go to the Terminus and later taking the only chance of clearing his records by starting new with the initiative.

I like that this explains how Reyes seems to view every relationship as a series of mutual transactions and seems to have a hard time believing that anyone could like him purely for himself. Also it explains why he is so prone to hiding in the shadows - he’s seen first hand what happens when you stand in the spotlight too much. And why he has such a need to prove himself, if it was drilled into him from a young age that in order to be successfull you need wealth, ressources and followers and that it was his duty to secure those for his family.

I'm Not Really In The Mood (and that's okay)

original upload date: mar 28, 2014

reposted by the writer

Everyone in this fandom and other fandoms are probably aware of the Alex Day/Tom Milsom scenario, and I’d like to say something about that too. This is a little late, I’m sorry, I was very busy with school, but I think that doesn’t matter. I think what matters is that it’s wrong to have sex with someone if they don’t want that, and that you shouldn’t push them into doing it anyway.

Besides that, it is also important to be aware of this: it is totally okay to refuse. You don’t have to have sex if you don’t want to, you don’t have to be afraid to tell the other person that, you don’t have to be shy and do it anyway because the other might be disappointed in you.

            I’m not a professional therapist or something; I’m just an 18-year-old ordinary girl who likes to write fanfiction. But because I still want to raise awareness I decided to do it the way I do best, by writing about it. That’s why I wrote this:

I’m not really in the mood (and that’s okay)

5 Phan scenarios where one of them wants to have sex, but the other doesn’t. To show that it is completely okay to refuse.

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Signs that there is a plan for SnowBarry

Hi SnowBarry fam. I’m new to the fandom. I binge-watched two seasons of the Flash this August and then spent the days leading up to the premiere of the 3rd agonizing over SnowBarry and watching ROL’s videos. You guys have been around longer, and have probably thought of the same things as I. But after 307, I just had to write this to calm my SnowBarry feels. If the following makes sense, Hallelujah! If not, feel free to spin fanfics (and share them). Here goes nothing:

·      Ronnie: Caitlin didn’t want to leave Central City because of Barry turning into the Flash. Ronnie was the love of her life. Barry has been compared to him twice – once by Cisco, and once by Bivolo-affected Barry himself.  Whenever Caitlin seemed to be getting closer to Barry, Ronnie appeared out of nowhere. But she still didn’t skip town with him.

·      Everyman: That kiss was totally unnecessary. He didn’t have to kiss her to get that serum. He could’ve just hit her on the head like he did Barry. But he sensed something in the way Caitlin interacted with Barry. And what do you know…She kissed him back. That revealed that she did have feelings for Barry. Even if it was spur of the moment.

·      That Damned Newspaper: Caitlin’s reaction to the by-line was very telling. She wasn’t happy. She had just kissed fake Barry and before she could process her feelings about that, this newspaper told her that any relationship with Barry would only end in heartbreak. Barry pining after Iris the entire time didn’t help her cause either. This is probably why she married Ronnie. And then he died. To save Barry.

Also, Cisco mentioned that if they changed Barry’s costume because of the newspaper, they would probably be living in a causal nexus. Harry warned Barry not to tell anyone about their lives on Earth-2 because “that would mess with their reality”. Well. I*ris decided to give her and Barry a chance because of those two things, citing “destiny”. Causal nexus, anyone?

[I’m hopeful that that future has been altered by Flashpoint].

·      Caitlin’s rebound from Ronnie’s death was a speedster from Earth-2. Was she projecting her feelings for Barry on someone just like him? Most probably. 

·      It’s interesting that the only tangible conversation that I*ris and Caitlin have had in 53 episodes is about “destiny” - I*ris’ destiny to be with Barry, and Caitlin not believing in destiny at all. That scene in 2x18 was difficult to watch. But it could turn out to be prophetic. 

·      When I*ris suddenly feels the need to tell Barry that she’s ready to give them a chance, Barry is at one of the lowest points of his life and Caitlin has been kidnapped by Zoom. [That was a low blow, writers]. Barry needed all the emotional support he could get. And it conveniently came from I*ris. It’s funny how there isn’t any place for both of them in his life together, unless when he’s just friends with I*ris. The writers have to completely remove Caitlin from the picture and limit their scenes together to give the “iconic” couple a shot. By the time Caitlin gets back (after 3  episodes), the damage has been done and her own transformation has begun.

·      Caitlin has always kept track of Barry’s interactions with I*ris (and of his general love life): Checking I*ris’ blog; constantly hounding Barry if he had met I*ris as the Flash; noticing when I*ris started showing interest in Barry, et al. Since Caitlin was always (supposedly) supportive of Barry’s feelings for I*ris, I was surprised that she and Barry never mentioned him dating her in S3. If Caitlin was happy or supportive, it would’ve come up. Friends talk about that stuff. What came out instead in 307 was Killer Frost POINTING OUT I*RIS and that Barry only cared about getting his own happy ending. I call jealous Caitlin.

·      There’s no doubt about the fact that Cisco and Caitlin have a very close friendship, but is Cisco closest to her? If 307 is any indication, NO. It’s Barry. I don’t need to go into the details of that one. Simply put, he single-handedly subdued Killer Frost and brought Caitlin bawling back to the surface. 

·      Then that kiss. Like many of you have pointed out, she did not have to kiss him to immobilize him. But she did. The director and writers didn’t have to recreate the cold kiss. But they did. We’ve dissected that moment into hundreds of gifs, and even rotated the pictures. Any way you look at it, he responded. Most probably it was Granielle. But seriously, she didn’t have to. 

She has feelings for Barry. As Caitlin Snow, she shows that by patching him up and constantly chiding him for being reckless and what not. As Killer Frost, she shows that by ripping him to shreds (emotionally), stabbing him with an icicle, and kissing him to death (almost). THAT. IS. NOT. “FRIENDSHIP”. Caitlin might not be ready to accept that. Yet. But Killer Frost, thankfully, has no filter. So I cannot wait for more FlashFrost. Because that is definitely coming.

·      Finally, I’d like to believe that the writers are still developing Barry’s character and his identity as a superhero. He has harbored a teenage crush on I*ris forever and he needs time to realize that infatuation isn’t love.  It’s no shock that something caused by a distorted perception of destiny is a train wreck. Barry and Caitlin have a lot of chemistry. But timing is everything. I’ll give them time. Things are just getting started.

Thanks for reading. Now I can sleep after a restless week. Not.

First Kisses

More one shots with multiple ships…skip the ones you don’t like.


It wasn’t really something she wanted or planned, but quite frankly, it knocked the wind right out of her and she didn’t object to it. It was more like their relationship hadn’t seemed like the intimate type until now…Sure, they held hands and cuddled, but they never kissed, and were fine with that, or…at least she thought they both were.

But now here she was, pressed down against the couch as N was kissing her quite roughly and sloppily (making it quite obvious that this was his first time, and he had absolutely no idea how to do this) when not even five minutes ago, they were half way through a movie. It…it wasn’t bad, or gross, she just…she just didn’t expect it. Quite frankly, she didn’t think N even knew what kissing was until this very moment.

It was when he stuck his tongue in her mouth that it startled her enough to push him off of her.

“T-Touko…” N whimpered, crawling off of her obediently.

“N..I…just what was that? Where did that even come from? I mean, it was bad of you or I disliked it…but you haven’t even expressed interest in that before.”

“But…but…Touya said that since we haven’t kissed before that it meant we weren’t a real couple, and didn’t we didn’t really love each other, so…I panicked! I started kissing you because I love you and want to be a real couple!”

Touko inhaled sharply. “Oh, honey…you know that’s just Touya being the stupid butt of a brother he is, and trying to mess with you. He’s still mad we’re dating since you left…”

“Then…” N whimpered, looking up at Touko with lillipup eyes, “we are a real couple?" 

"Considering the fact we have shared romantic attraction, are exclusively seeing each other, and we LIVE TOGETHER…I’d say yes, N. We are indeed a real couple.”

“Real couples don’t have to kiss?”

“No they don’t, but it is typically a perk that comes with a relationship along with other intimate activities as long as both parties are willing.”

“C…can we kiss, though? …I liked it.”

Touko exhaled through her nose, and smiled softly in response. “Yes we can, Champ, Thanks for asking this time.”


Wally sat up on the roof of the school, clothed in a cream colored lacy dress, light pink flats, and a pink ribbon tied in his hair. He pulled his knees into his chest and buried his bright red face in the stiff garment where he let out a couple of tears.

This was so embarrassing…and proved that he was nothing more than a joke to his classmates. He legitimately couldn’t believe he had been cast as the princess in the school play. Did they not know he was a boy? Sure, he wasn’t as strong as the other boys, but it wasn’t his fault he was sick. He ripped the ribbon out of his hair and clutched it in his palm. This was so completely unfair.

There was a light knock at the door to the roof, followed by “Wally, you up here?” which was easily identifiable as May’s voice.

He then heard footsteps, followed by May kindly asking “do you mind if I sit next to you?”

When he didn’t answer, she just plopped down next to him anyway, not saying anything.

Eventually he cracked, and sneaked a peek to see her dressed as his prince with a red military jacket, white pants,and black boots, complete with a stage sword in it’s hilt, strapped to her waist. He teared up a little bit more, remembering how it was even more embarrassing that the girl he so obviously liked got cast as his knight in shining armor to even further emasculate him.

“Oh, Wally…” May cooed, tuning to face him, so she could pull him into a hug. “It’ll be alright…I know it’s embarrassing, but I got cast as a boy, so maybe it’s an artistic choice, like in Kabuki theatre, and–”

“No, it’s not!” Wally cut her off, raising his voice, and revealing his bright red,tear streaked, runny nosed face. “You got cast as the prince because you’re cool and charming and dependable! But…but I got cast as the princess because I’m being made fun of! I’m wimpy and awkward, and I look like a girl, and I’m not cool or manly at all! Plus I have this big, stupid crush on you that everyone knows about, which is just icing on the cake for our stupid classmates!” He shouted, breathing heavily due to the fact his voice was almost never raised.

May let him calm down a bit before she mumbled “I think you’re cool…”


“I said I think you’re cool!” May squeaked as her face heated up, “I think you’re cool, and attractive, and gentlemanly, and you make me feel like a girl, which NO ONE does, and you’re super smart, and kind, and you’re just really cool, okay?” she took a deep breath, “but…even if you weren’t all those things, I think I’d still love you.” She whispered to him before giving him a quick peck on the lips.

 She was about to pull away, but the adrenalin filled Wally pulled her back for another kiss, only longer.

When he let her go, May squeaked out with her face completely flushed “see? You’re super manly.”

Wally, mimicking the color of her face replied “m…maybe I am.”


Silver recalled his unconscious crobat, and rolled his eyes as he hissed “Oh, I give up. At this rate, I’ll never beat you.”

Lyra huffed and walked past him, giving him a good “boop” on the nose before she released all her injured pokemon from her pokeballs and trurned to face him. “Oh cheer up, Silvy. You managed to put a hefty dent in all my Pokemon. That’s never happened before! You’re improving.”

“Not enough” he growled, fishing through his bag for max revives, and other healing items of the sort so he wouldn’t have to make a trip to the pokemon center.

It was now Lyra’s turn to roll her eyes as she assembled her pokemon in a line, and walked to the furthest pokemon from Silver. “Alright.” She announced, placing her hands on her hips, “it’s time for Momma’s healing kisses. Whose ready?”

Her Pokemon cheered in response as Silver scoffed, like kisses would actually do anything.

“First up, one for my typhlosion.” she stated, before giving him a quick peck on his forehead.  He smiled smugly at Silver who was currently pretending not to be jealous.

“One for my slowbro.” Lyra continued before giving him short, but sweet kisses on both of his paws.

“One for my vileplume…” Lyra then bent down and kissed her on the cheek, and the vileplume blushed like she always did.

Silver scrunched his nose and turned away as Lyra continued her kissing train as if he were completely repulsed. Jealousy was one thing he would never admit, because it was completely stupid, ESPECIALLY in this situation.

He continued to act like a grump until something caught him off guard. Lyra wasn’t calling her pokemon by their nicknames, she always called her “precious little babies” by the nicknames she oh so proudly came up with. Lyra was clearly up to something, and just as he turned to see what it was, Lyra had already made her way to him and proudly exclaimed “And last but not least, one for my Skitty!" 

She then pulled him in and planted on on him real quick. Sure enough, the moment she let go, Silver went rigid and flopped to the ground as Lyra cackled mischievously. 


This was the third time this week that little Cheren had heard Bianca crying in their secret base (that was really just the overgrown shrubbery between the two of their yards that had a tunnel system that everyone knew about, but only they used, cause they were the only ones small enough to fit) and this time, he had decided that enough was enough, and he really needed to get in there and see what the matter was.

He got on all fours and crawled through the small hole down a short path that led to a little circular area that was littered in blankets, toys, leaves, and a little crying Bianca in the corner.

The scene was more heart breaking than he imagined, and he timidly shuffled over to her before he put his small hand on her shoulder. "Bi…Bianca?”

“Cheren!” the small girl cried out, before she clung to him and cried into his shoulder.

He timidly pat her back. “What’s the matter, Bianca? Did your dad yell at you again?”

She nodded softly in the crook of his neck before looking up at him to reveal her teary eyes and runny nose. “I..I left some Legos out and daddy stepped on one…when I tried to say sorry, he just yelled at me and told me I was a very bad girl, and…and that I wouldn’t get any dinner!”

Cheren gasped at the severe punishment.

“Mommy tried to talk to him, but he only got madder and started yelling at her! Lately Daddy has bad breath and gets mad really easy…what if I lose so many dinners that I starve?!”

She started crying again, and Cheren pulled out his pocket tissue pack and instructed her to blow in one…she did, it was loud and gross, and he dropped the tissue immediately. He then took both of her tiny hands in his.

“Bianca, listen. I’m going to be 5 soon, I’ll then be 6, then, 7, then, 8…eventually I’ll be old enough to marry you, and take you away from this place. It’ll be just the two of us, and you can leave your toys out, and even if I step on them, I’ll never yell at you or make you miss dinner. Does that sound good?”

“It sounds wonderful!” She beamed, embracing the four year old boy in a hug. “I wanna marry you now, Cheren!”

Cheren then gripped her by the shoulders, “I wanna marry you too, Bianca…but we cant until we’re 18. It’s against the rules. But until then, I’ll always be on your side, okay?”

“Mmm..promise me, we’ll get married when we’re 18?”

“I promise.” He stated, preparing his pinkie for a pinkie promise.

“Not this time, Cherry. We need to seal it with a kiss.” She said in the most serious voice a 4 year old could muster.

“Oh…ok,” Cheren squeaked, his glasses fogging up from the heat emanating off his face.

And so, the two shared an awkward, duck-faced, 4 year old kiss. There was no sparks, fireworks, or romantic tension; but at the age of four, the two knew they’d be together forever.


Now, most 13 year olds play hard, but few play as hard as childhood friends, Hugh and Rosa.  The teenage girl with a hair style suspiciously similar to Sailor moon arrived at her best friend’s house at noon, played tabletop games till 3, LARP’d with foam swords, pillow shields and nerf guns till five, Ate a large dinner, cause they accidentally skipped lunch, had a tea party with Hugh’s younger sister till 7, played videogames till 9, and watched re-runs of Hoenn Rangers until they passed out.

That left Hugh to jolt awake at 11:45 in a cold sweat, remembering that his parents said they’d be home at midnight, and what would they find? Hugh and his FEMALE friend still over. He started sweating harder, this would look suspicious, Hugh would get in trouble, and Rosa wouldn’t be allowed to come over anymore!

He. Could. NOT. Let. That. Happen.

Hugh then scrambled over to his sleeping friend’s form and tried to shake her awake. “Rosa? C'mon, Rosa! Our parents said we’re too old to spend the night at each other’s houses anymore! If my parents find you here when they come home, we’ll be in big trouble!”

Hugh’s little lecture did absolutely nothing to stir Rosa awake, and a little bit of drool peeked out of the corner of her mouth.

“Stupid heavy sleeper!” Hugh hissed, going through this stress alone. He then decided to shake her more roughly in hopes to get her up. “Rosa? Rooooosssaaaaa!”

His friend’s eyes fluttered open groggily and she smiled as she saw him. “Oh, hey…it’s Hugh…hi, Hugh. I love you, buddy…!” she then lifted herself up to give him a light smooch before she drifted back to sleep.

Overcome by embarrassment and shock, Hugh passed out right on the spot.

The two woke up to find pancakes for breakfast, that neither of them were in trouble, and Rosa didn’t remember a thing of last night’s events, and Hugh had convinced himself he was dreaming.

Life Will Go On

Soooooo, I was looking for something a little bit different to post and I thought “Maybe I should try posting the TID FF (It is on FF.net) that I wrote a couple of months ago.” I was actually really proud of this and it will give you a little taste of me writing. I do like writing, I’m not very good at it, but I am working on it. So, if you could read it and give me some feedback in my ask, that would be really helpful, thanks. Please Enjoy :)

It was quite an interesting day when Cecily came barreling through the doors of the institute with a very large grin on her face.

Tessa had been in the training room with Will and the kids of the institute when they heard a loud noise coming from the entry way.

“I will go check it out, you stay here with them.” Will said, gesturing to the children with knives in their hands.

Tessa didn’t think there was danger at the door, but she always let Will do these little things because he had always insisted it was his job to take care of her and she had finally given up on arguing with him on situations like these, so after a few seconds after he left, she followed and was surprised to see Cecily standing at the door and Will and Gabriel were on the floor, wrestling.

Tessa sped walked over to where Cecily was standing and took her in a hug and asked what was happening.

“Well, I told Will I was pregnant and then he proceeded to charge my husband.” She still had a hug smile on her face.

“Oh my gosh, that is fantastic, I am so happy for you and Gabriel! But do you think that maybe we should get them before we both end up widows?” Tessa added a little bit of sarcasm to her voice. This wasn’t exactly a new thing for them and it probably wouldn’t be the last.

Cecily swiped her hand in air and said, “They look like they have it under control.”

Tessa rolled her eyes and smiled before screaming, “William Owen Herondale you better stop right this moment or you will regret what will happen!”

That got them both too stand up fast and to separate to opposite sides of the entrance room. “What is the meaning of this, because I was a very good feeling that you are the one who started this?” Tessa said very sternly to Will.

“Cecily is pregnant” Will said as if that cleared up everything.

“And?” Tessa now had her hands on her hips.

“Tessa, what do you think people have to do to have children?” His face was dead serious.

Tessa looked back to see Cecily cracking up and Gabriel had a smug look on his face. Tessa put her palm to her forehead and said, “Will, she is a grown women and you have no power over her or her HUSBAND.”

“But he needs to stay away from her. At least 10 meters would be nice.”

Will as being very unreasonable. “Will, go back to the training room. Now.” When he tried to protest she just pointed the direction and he just gave up and went.

Will he ever grow up or will he be married to a teenager forever?


“Wow Tessa.” Will said to his beloved wife as she tried to change even though she was nine months pregnant. Magnus had recommended for her to continue to practice with her gift even through her pregnancy as to not become a stranger to it. As it turns out, the baby bump came with her, so for the past few months, every time she turned into a male, everyone would see a pregnant male. It was quite a strange site to feast your eyes upon. But today she had so coincidentally decided to change into Will himself. Not something he had thought he would see in his lifetime.

“Will, why must you always insert comments into situations that do not require commentary?” Tessa took her eyes away from the mirror for which she was examining her work, changed back to her regular self, and looked back to Will.

“Well, you see,” Will smirked and turned on his good-ole Herondale charm that had really earned him James that was growing inside of Tessa at this moment and he very much appreciated it just for that. “It is very hard to a Herondale such as myself to see his beautiful wife strangely change into himself, nine months pregnant version and not add a sarcastic comment here and there to return what is rightfully mine” Will bluntly in assurance.

Tessa smiled and slightly tilted her head in curiosity. She hugged him around the waist and said, “And what would that be?”

He brushed aside a strand of her silky brown hair away from her eyes. “That would be my manliness.”

Tessa let go and rolled her eyes, of course he was joking, “It is either me or your manliness Will, pick one.”

Not one second went by before Will quickly picked her up bridal style and held her close to his chest, and he held her as if he never wanted to let her go. Which he didn’t. He closed his eyes and whispered something so lightly so no one else would hear it because it was just for her. “I pick you Tess. I will always pick you.”

Tessa reached out and cupped his cheek and said, “I love you.”

“I love you too.” Will said as he lightly kissed her on the lips. He knew in this moment that his life was perfect and he wouldn’t change anything. He had his Tess and James … Jem, maybe that would be the only thing.


On the day James was born, Will was an emotional wreak. Will found it that he couldn’t sit still outside of the room Tessa was in with the silent brother and his sister, Cecily. He wanted to be in there with her, but when Tessa cried out for pain the first time, he may or may not have done some things he shouldn’t have. For example, charging the silent brother and speaking a few choice words may not have been his best strategy for dealing with stress. So, after that incident, he was escorted, which really was a nice way of saying carried, out of the room to regain his composure. They wouldn’t let him back in, something about ‘they fear for their safety’ which was just a load of BS.

To occupy his time he paced briskly in front of the door to Tessa. For some reason, it somehow calmed his nerves. He didn’t know why he was nervous, he should be a fine father, not because of his fatherly skills but because he had Tessa with him to guide his way. She was a natural with all of the kids at the institute. They all loved her. He probably wasn’t the most loving head of institute that had ever been, but he sure knew his kids were going to be fighters. Tessa handled the cuts and personal issues, and he handled all the politics and such associated. They were a fine match for the London institute. Never in his wild dreams did he ever think he would be a Shadowhunter, a husband, a dad, a friend, a loved one, or a head of institute, but now that he had it, he couldn’t imagine life without it.

He heard a door squeak and was pulled out of his thoughts. He immediately tuned around to see the Silent brother leave. Will was slightly disappointed when Jem, it would never be brother Zachariah, it will always be Jem, didn’t get assigned for Tessa. It would have meant the world to him. Then Cecily walked out behind him. She had a nervous smile on her face. “Will, you have a new son.”

Will immediately ran through the door, pushing his baby sister out of the way in the process to see his Tessa and his son. His own son.

He saw Tessa sitting in a bed with several pillows under her back to support her. Tessa looked very pale, even for her, and her hair was everywhere in a messy bunch. White sheets were pulled up to her chest and her arms were over that. In her hands was a little bundle of blankets that held a baby, beautiful as one can be. Will came over and sat down on the edge of the bed and peared into her arms. He couldn’t believe it, he was a dad. This human being was his and Tessa to cherish. He had Tessa’s hair and Will’s eyes. He was perfect.

After a few moments of silence to soak everything in, Will spoke, “James Herondale.” He gently took the little ones hand and started to stroke it like it was a fragile piece of glass.

Tessa smiled. She loved these moments of Will’s, when he takes of the sarcastic mask and shows who he really is. He isn’t the bad person everyone makes him out to be, or even the bad person he makes himself out to be. He is smart, and sensitive, and loving, and so many other wonderful things. There was no doubt in Tessa mind that his child would turn out just like his father. Probably a troublemaker and a heartbreaker but he would be good person. He would one day get married and have a child of his own. It was given there would be problems and mysteries about him give the circumstances and mysteries of Tessa herself, but that didn’t matter. Problems would come and go, but family was here to stay.

“You know Jem would be proud of you.” Tessa spoke.

Will looked up to her with a truly happy smile on his face. Tessa loved how those have become more and more common these days. “Jem will never be forgotten, for he changed my life for the better. Without him, I would be living a worthless life full of sorrow and regret. Now, it is now something to fight for.” He looked bac and forth from James and Tessa.

Tessa smiled and looked down to baby James who was just staring straight at his father. Both pairs of piecing blue eyes meeting, both full of wonder and love.


James was about five months old when that time of the year came around. Tessa looked forward to her time with Jem every year so much. It was almost painful to part from him, but she always had next year. It was always hard to have a good excuse every year to escape to the bridge since Will had a tendency to be a little … well, protective. She had truly wanted to tell Will about her meetings with Jem, but she had promised to keep them a secret and she wasn’t going to do anything that was going to put her few moments with him in jeopardy. He had to have been breaking so many laws, both Shadowhunter and Silent Brother, just to spare Tessa’s feelings of regret for everything had happened those many years ago.

“Will, I am just going to be out for a few minutes.” Tessa said as she wrapped her scarf around her neck. “Amy is watching James so you can continue to work with David o his knife throwing.” Amy was the oldest female living at the institute at the moment. At sixteen, she had taken a certain liking to James from the moment he was born and had been designated as the babysitter of him in the times it was needed. David was a new kid from Wales, which is why Tessa believed Will took such a special interest in him. They had a special connection, not just from the obvious connection, but Tessa believed Will saw himself in this kid. He had had a rough childhood and now that his family has disowned him, he was shipped here and Will has been paying very close attention to him since, training him extra hard, keeping him up late for one more round of sparing, etc.

“Where ever may you be going? Do you know of how cold it is at this time of the year?”

Tessa cupped his cheek and kissed him there lightly before turning towards the door. “I will be fine and I will be back in a few minutes. Love You.”

He looked as if he wanted to say more to stop her, but he whipped away that look and said, “Okay, be careful.”

And she left.

As she walked outside, the cold air hit her face immediately, causing her to take a moment to gather herself before pulling her scarf above her mouth to cover her nose and tightening her coat around herelf.

She walked as fast as she could to the all too familiar bridge. So many memories have been made here for her. She wondered if he looked forward to their meeting as much as she did.

When the bridge loomed into view for her, she could see the parchment robe that meant Jem was already here and she suddenly felt her heart speed up and she felt warmer. She had no idea why it did that every year, but for some reason, she would see Jem and things happened to her.

He was facing the other direction, not paying attention to her, staring at the water, probably loss in thought as he so often was. “Hello Jem, it’s nice to see you again.”

Brother Zachariah. And it is nice to you as always. How you and Will been this year? She could feel his smile, even if he couldn’t form one, she felt it through his words.

She smiled. “Always. Will and I have had very hectic lives since little baby James was born. He has been rather loud, but for some reason, he will always calm down when Will reads to him. He is just like a little Will Junior.”

As I would hope so, Will has become one fine young man. All he had to do was take off his mask.

“How have you been Jem?” Tessa always worried about him. She always asked how he was even it he always avoided the question.

Life as a Silent Brother is as one would expect it to be, but we are not here to talk about me. How has the institute been? What about Cecily and Sophie and the Lightwoods and everyone else?

Tessa accepted the fact he wasn’t going to give a straight answer and filled him on everyone else. “Well, Cecily and Gabriel are going well with life. They don’t live very far away in a little cottage so we get to see them often. Will is still very strange around Gabriel, but I think he secretly likes him, but you know how stubborn he can be.”

That I am all too familiar with.

Tessa sort of laughed remembering back to the time Cecily bust in the institute saying Gabriel had proposed. “It took him to time to accept the fact that she is an adult and she can make her own choices, but I think he is growing se to the fact that they are now brothers.”

And the others?

“I don’t see Sophie and Gideon but from time to time when they visit, but I do know they are doing very well. Thomas just tuned one, Barbra and Eugenia are doing fine as well. Apparently, Barbra was born to be a fighter and Gideon claims she could beat anyone at throwing knives, even Will, who has denied several times. Gabriel’s and Cecily’s child, Anna, is smart and looks exactly like Cecily. I really wish you were here to share everything with us. Without you, it just feels like something is missing from our lives.

You’re lives seem perfectly fine without me. Everything happens for a reason and I have to see where my life takes me, and maybe I won’t get there until the next life, but I always will have hope and for the time being, I always have our time on the bridge.

Tessa and Jem talked for a while longer, neither keeping up with time, before they had to part to go back to their normal lives, both already looking forward to the next year’s meeting on the bridge.


James always loved the library. He loved reading and learning and discovering new things that it was second nature. Everyone has always said it has to be genetic because of both of his parents. What drew him to reading was the possibility of escaping his world of death and anger to a world of so many possibilities. He loved being a Shadowhunter and being a part of this world, but it put stress on his shoulders. He may only be twelve, but he was smart enough to realize everything wrong with the world and that it was basically up to him among others to change it. That’s what they were born to do. What he was born to do.

He was pulled from his thought when his dad walked in. “Hey dad.”

Will loved the sight of seeing his son follow his footsteps in the sense that he loved to read. “Looking for something good to read?”

“Isn’t that always the question? Please bless me with more of your wisdom.”

Will playfully looked skeptical towards his son.” I don’t know if you can handle all of my wisdom.”

“Trust me, I am a Herondale, I can handle anything.”

This made Will’s heart swell. He has taught him well. “Well, first and foremost, the classics are always the way to go. If you really want a good book, always go through mom’s personal book shelf no one is supposed to know about but I do and ‘borrow’ from often. And I am not going to tell you that it is in the small empty room at the end of the main hallway. You are never getting that information out of me.”

James just played along. “Well, that’s a pity. Is there any more useful wisdom that you can bestow upon me?”

Will put his hand below his chin and made a thinking face before snapping to show he had an idea of what to say. “Sarcasm is the way to a women’s heart. Demon pox is real. And lastly, a Herondale is always right. Even when we are wrong, we are always right.”

“William, you better not be corrupting our child!” He heard Tessa shout from the hallway.


Tessa knew it was the right thing to do when she was invited to go to Jocelyn’s wedding, but when she saw the Herondale boy, she felt her heart fall. The striking resemblance between the Will and Jace was almost too much. She had basically cut off contact with her family in relation to Will because it was too much to bare. She had lived for over a hundred years and seeing children and grandchildren die will really change a person.

It seemed like everyone was just dying for them to meet when really, she didn’t want to, but it was inevitable and was probably going to happen sooner or later with both of them being important figures in the Shadowhunter world, but that wouldn’t be today. He was finally figuring out who he was, because it seems like it is a Herondale thing for it to take so long, but he didn’t need any more complications in his life. Today she would save his feelings … and hers.


The Infernal Devices and the characters belongs to the lovely Cassandra Clare.