this makes me a little afraid to start a channel. i mean, im not expecting it to be a job, i just wanna have fun on it like i do here. even a few hundred subs would make me happy. i just wanna make a difference to some people, and i wanna do that by doing what i love! i really enjoy this blog, dont get me wrong, but id like to do something unique instead of working off of what others have made.
but with recent events…im not too certain i can do it.
I thought I saw someone say that the nov 24 date wasn’t official for miss you and that it was just in genius?
I think the screenshots going around were from genius.com which I guess is editable by anyone or something like that, but that combined with Louis saying it would be out in a couple of weeks when he performed at the Key event made the date plausible. I could have missed it, but I don’t believe we have gotten any confirmation from Louis and/or his team, but I don’t know if/when we will, so…..we wait. I could go for some hype while we’re waiting. Get the confirmed date out there and get people aware and excited!
In my science class, we were talking about how a moon is necessary for life. See, the moon helps stabilize our poles; it spends half of it’s orbit on the south side of the planet on the north, and the gravitational pull keeps our poles in the same place. Without the moon, where our poles were on the planet would swing as much as 40°. A temperate area could go to being a polar zone in a few days. Animals can’t live through that, so you’d basically have a world with some really hardy plants and not much else. No species is even dumb enough to try to colonize.
They go, see this beautiful planet full of beautiful plants (and very few bugs), and they decide it’s going to be their vacation spot. They colonize, build up the planet with roadways, ports, telepads. They set out expedition crews so their visitors can see beautiful, unique waterfalls and massive trees that can’t be killed, and meanwhile the other space species are freaking out, because that planet has a month left before it swaps and the lovely resort town you built is going to be encased in 30 feet of ice. And the humans just wave it off, keep building the tram system to give them an overhead view of the forest, keep felling trees for planned expansions.
And it shifts. And the aliens figure, “we really should rescue the stupid humans.” But they get there, and the humans don’t need to be rescued. Because the sky tram is now a ski lift, and the pool is a freaking ice rink, and the people just keep coming.
Now, the whatever-intergalactic-species are stunned. But the humans are just like, “Oh, our planet’s tilted. We have changes like this all the time. You should visit Minnesota, or Idaho.”
The aliens don’t really send rescue parties anymore, but, if anything, the event just made them more worried about humanity.
I’m not usually one to to say how she feels, let alone write down how she feels, but recent events have made it hard to hide where I’m at, so I thought I’d take a page from my good friend’s book and lay it all out here. To see if it helps.
Over the last few months really exciting things have been happening. Some things you know about, some you don’t. Suffice it to say life is good. And I’m terrified. I am utterly a fish out of water. I am lost and confused. And no one knows it. My life used to be small. I was a sun flower in a small garden. I thrived on what water I had and was fine. Fine. ish. I wanted more. I pretended that I knew more than I did so that I wouldn’t seem like such and outsider to my peers. Fake it till you make it, right? I knocked down doors that were locked and found opportunities that were hidden away form me. I was succeeding at the unimaginable. And then I pushed. And I pushed. And I pushed. Until I found myself weeping from a broken back because I had been pushing at brick walls that wouldn’t budge. I’d pushed too hard. And I became so terrified that I would be discovered as a fraud that I became selfish and insensitive. All to conceal a devastating fact. I don’t belong here.
I grew up on a small farm. We as kids worked the farm to help out. My mother moved us around where she could find work when my father lost his eyesight. we struggled always but we survived. This isn’t meant to be a pity party. My folks are strong as fuck. My point is, none of this is supposed to happen to girls like me. I was just a girl who loved to make people laugh, who loved the theatre and was terrified of being invisible. But recent events have put me in a position where lack of anonymity is making my screw ups more prevalent to some. And its an awful feeling. I try really hard to appear to be a person that is supposed to live in this kind of situation I’m in, because I love it here. But the secret is, I have no idea what I’m doing. So I fuck up. And I perhaps come across as self-absorbed and opportunistic as a sad attempt to look mightier than the small town girl that I really am. This is my way of keeping people far enough away that they wont see the cracks in my armour.
Here’s my other big secret. I love a lot. Like A LOT. I cant help it. My attraction to good humans can not be harboured and I am not ashamed. You look at my phone and I generally have 7 text threads going on any given day. I want to know everything about you at all times. I want you to share your deepest passions and griefs with me. I wanna know you inside and out! Here’s the thing, I don’t like to let people love me. Fucked up right? I want to love you but I don’t want you to need me. Cause I’ll disappoint you and you’ll go away and then it’ll all be for nothing. If I’m really scared of your love i’ll be unemotional, or distant, or if you’re really lucky- I might even be mean.
Anyway this is my point: This exact life I’m living right now is a combination of my greatest dream and my most terrifying nightmare. I am not invisible and I can’t escape the love and the loving needs of others. I’m living a life that many including myself have only dreamed of. And I’m terrified that I’m just going to screw it all up.
So I’m writing this to let you know I’m going to work really really hard and do my absolute best to not fuck this up. Any of it. This is the steepest learning curve I’ve ever had in my life and I can no longer hide the fact that I feel in over my head. But stick with me, K? I’ll figure it all out really soon.
Thank you for everything that you’ve given me and the patience you continue to give me. I’m sorry if it seems like I’ve taken your love for granted. It’s actually just the opposite. I just didn’t want you to know ;)
Oh, please please PLEASE do more of the Single Dad Kuroo au. It's one of the cutest things I've ever seen. And I must know, does the baby have a name?
okay Ill tell a story haha
so for a event I made a single dad kuroo doujin! It was about the full story but it was 100pgs and I procrastinated and didnt finish it in time
so I ended up making a quick R18 story instead but still in the AU
but while I was writing the scrip I thought alot if I wanted to give the baby a name or not… and I decided not to cuz idk… it felt to real/ocish ….so they never say her name they just call her nicknames like princess
1. The first conversation that Tony and Steve ever have, they admit they like each other. Steve is just recruited and he wants to run for class president. Tony suggests he just take it but Steve says, “I like you Tony, but don’t ever disrespect the election process.” And Tony smiles and replies, “I like you too Cap, but by now you should know that I pretty much disrespect everything.” Then Tony campaigns for Cap anyway ;)
2. During the Civil War event, Tony made a Capsuit to put on a show for Steve. It was a cute ordeal more than anything, and Tony asks for a hug from Steve. Steve says no, and Tony apparently has a simulator where he’s hugging Steve in it. After, there’s a picture during the news announcement of Steve and Tony side hugging, smiling, and Tony is giving Steve bunny ears. (X)
3. Once Tony told Steve that he was his “favorite field commander.” (X)
4. Steve is talking to Natasha about Tony and Natasha tells him, “You two should just get married.” (X)
5. When Ronan came to the Academy for the first GoTG event, Steve said, “I got your back, Tony.”
6. Once Tony told Steve, “What if I told you the internet thought we were the perfect couple?”
7. Tony offers to upgrades Steve’s shield to make it lighter, stronger, and capable of firing energy blasts and Steve replies with, “Thanks, but I think you’re fancy enough for the both of us.” While smiling happily and Tony is shocked.
8. During the Halloween event, Tony had to do a last minute cardboard Iron Man costume because Baron Zemo bought the last Captain America costume. He was going to be Cap! And he’s mentioned dressing up as Cap as a kid more than once. (X)
9. Tony said once, “I mock because I love. Ask Cap, I’ve been mocking him for months.” So….he’s loved him for months.
10. Tony asked Steve for girl advice, and said he was absurdly handsome. So they go working out together at the gym…clearly showing off for each other, and not a girl. Tony thinks he did a good workout, which Steve took as a joke. So he went to the gym with Tony again…I wonder why… (X)
11.They bicker like a married couple.
12. Tony always goes to Cap at the beginning of an event to plan out how to protect the Academy (because they’re leaders and work best together).
13. When recruiting Mockingbird Tony tells her she can trust Steve. Once she tells Steve that, he looks shocked and SO happy about it. (X)
14. Tony makes a blacksmith Iron Man outfit that is pretty revealing, which leaves Steve speechless. Once Tony says he’s a blacksmith, Steve tells him that was his second guess. Steve, what was your first guess you naughty guy? (X)
15. When you get Pepper she asks Steve, “will you keep an eye on Tony?” To which Steve smiles and replies, “I always do.” (X)
16. Tony Stark is such a Cap fanboy. He’s dressed up as Cap, he had Cap action figures, and he even had Jarvis make him Capcakes for breakfast as a kid. (X) (X)
17. When Ultron attacked, who has the mind of Tony, the first thing he did was make a Captain America robot and he calls the Capbot his greatest creation. (X)
18. When Tony finds out about RoboCap he’s shocked and disappointed he didn’t think to make a RoboCap first. (X)
19. When Ultron attacks Tony thinks Steve is going to blame him, but Steve doesn’t. He just encourages Tony and says they’ll defeat him together. (X)
20. During the Ultron event Tony mocks Steve by trying to do an impression of him and he says, “I told you not to build those robots, Tony. We should have been teaching bald eagles how to do the Charleston while balancing apple pies on our bulging biceps.” So Tony was checking Steve and his biceps out. Steve takes it as a joke and says just reassures Tony that they can fix the problem. (X)
21. Tony makes Cap an energy shield but when Steve uses it, it turns into a giant energy ball where Steve runs around in it. Steve knows Tony so well that he tells Tony to get his joke over with. Tony calls him Hamster America, and Steve would be more mad but he said it was a good workout. (X) (X) (X)
22. When Tony encounters RoboCap he says “sometimes I want to punch you in your perfect robot teeth.” He says he’s thought about saying that to Steve sometimes, but RoboCap says it’s too far. Tony then agrees and talks about how Cap is his friend and how polite he is. (X)
23. Tony’s wanted to make upgrades to Steve’s shield for better protection, but eventually he makes him an energy shield instead when Steve is in his Commander America uniform. (X)
24. During the Ultron event while Tony is working on Steve’s energy shield Steve tells Tony that he’s been having a recurring dream about a red dinosaur. Tony smiles and says he wishes Steve was that weird more often. (X)
25. Tony asks Steve, “How do you like my mancave?” (X)
26. Steve tells Tony that he’s more than just his tech. (X)
27. Tony loves Steve’s biceps. He’s commented on them more than once. Telling Steve about his “bulging biceps” and when Gladiator Cap showed up, Tony said he’s seen Steve checking out his own biceps. Steve says he hasn’t and asked Tony if HE’S been checking out his biceps…Tony then says he’s a scientist (which means yes, he’s been checking Steve out). (X)
28. Tony is talking to Peter Quill and Peter doesn’t understand some of the scientific terms Tony’s using. Steve steps in and DEFINES the word, Tony is shocked, and Steve is so proud and says “futurism!” (X)
29. Tony confides in Steve at the beginning of an event and Steve wants to hear it. Tony refuses to tell him cause he doesn’t want Steve to change his plans and says he can’t make all of Steve’s life choices for him. (Tony definitely wants to be a part of Steve’s life decisions). (X)
30. During the GoTG2 event Steve’s costume is “Ravager Captain America” and he has a great outfit made of leather with leather straps and he has a mohawk. This leaves Tony speechless, and Tony has never been speechless before. (I’m pretty sure Tony loved the leather, and rock ‘n roll look). (X)
The legend of the Ghost Blimp began in San Francisco on August 16, 1942. It was early on a Sunday morning when Flight 101 prepared to take off. The pilots were 27-year-old Lt. Ernest DeWitt Cody and 34-year-old Ensign Charles Ellis Adams. Both were experienced and reliable, which made the events of the next five hours even more mysterious. An Aviation machinist named Riley Hill was supposed to go with them on this call but moments before the flight was called back for an unknown reason.
About 1.5 hours after takeoff Lt. Cody radioed squadron headquarters and said; “Position four miles east of the Farallones. Standby.” Four minutes later, Cody called again and reported an oil slick on the water. According to Riley Hill, those were the last words ever received from Flight 101.
After 3 hours of no contact with the blimp and it’s crew, the flight commander got a report saying that the blimp had gone eight miles off course and had come ashore just south of San Francisco. The blimp had landed in the middle of a street, but no one was injured. It’s important to note that while there was no contact with the crew, the blimp remained in sight until it crashed.
When Navy personnel arrived, they were shocked to discover that there was no sign of Lt. Cody or Ensign Adams. The door was latched open, which was a highly unusual in-flight position. The safety bar, normally used to block the doorway, was no longer in place. And a microphone hooked to an outside loudspeaker dangled from the gondola. The blimp had went through the proper prepping and maintenance before departure so none of this made any sense.
Two of the three life jackets on board were missing, suggesting the crew had put them on before take off, as regulations required. A locked briefcase containing top-secret codes was still in its place. It was as if Cody and Adams had opened the door and simply stepped out into thin air.
Many theories have emerged since then, like they were fixing something and fell out or that they were captured, but none of that makes sense since they were in sight the entire time.
“Out on the verge of the rest of our lives tonight Top of the world and we’re dressed to the nines tonight Edge of the earth and we’re touching the sky tonight Out on the verge of the rest of our lives…♫“
This was my submission for the "Made With Pride” event on Deviantart. My entry on top with the yellow filter and the original transparent picture on the bottom.
The Birth of a Costume: “Hanyu is the designer, I am the assistant”
Aiming to defend his title at next year’s Pyeongchang Olympics, Yuzuru Hanyu has imbued, even in his costumes, plenty of his own insistence and care over details. The costume for this season’s free program, SEIMEI, coming from onmyoji Abe no Seimei, imitates the clothing worn by Japanese officials during the Heian period. According to Satomi Ito, the designer responsible for the costume, “Hanyu-san is the designer, and I’m the assistant.” Now, for the first time, details about its production are revealed.
[He] even decides the materials
Hanyu, who had concluded his first competition––the Rostelecom Cup––in the Grand Prix Series, is currently training at his base in Canada. On the other hand, the costume of SEIMEI has made its way back to Ito-san’s atelier in Tokyo. “Because Hanyu-san makes small alternations even after the season has started.” Foreseeing this, [the costume] is tailored in such a way that is easy to alter. “This is probably the last time it’ll be modified though…” Headed toward the NHK Trophy, which opens on November 10th, her work continues.
Ito-san took charge of Hanyu’s costumes beginning in the 2014-15 season. At the time, she was commissioned to do his backup costume, but then “the incident at Cup of China happened. That night, they got in touch and asked if I couldn’t start work on the costume at once.” The [original] costume was stained by blood, and a new one had to be made before the next event in two weeks. Ito-san designed at a rapid pace, and made it just in time.
From then on, they’ve been fighting together [as a team]. “Hanyu-san is the designer, and I’m the assistant,” said Ito-san. Every year in June, they’ll take measurements of different parts of his body, the readings a top secret. In August, they deliver. Everything down to color, material, and the “image” is decided by Hanyu.
Struggles with the kariginu
SEIMEI is chock full of Hanyu’s precise attention to details. In the early summer of 2015, [Ito received] requirements [for the costume] along with images of Mansai Nomura, the lead in the movie Onmyoji. The request was for a white patterned base, pea green and purple, and the inclusion of a pentagram, a symbol of the onmyoji. The greatest struggle was in imitating the shape and form of the kariginu during the Heian period. With the stretchy materials used for figure skating costumes, it’s difficult to bring out the feeling of smooth, rich silk. It took repeated fittings for over five times to get at a form similar to the relaxed cut of the kariginu.
Because the piece was also used two seasons ago, the basic shape remains the same but there was particularity in the colors. The collar, overlapped like in a kimono, is purple, gold, green, and white beginning from the exterior. This order too, was done to Hanyu’s specification. The purple at the chest is of a mesh material as light as 850g, whereas for rhinestones––up to 3000 were used. After ending up in second place at the Autumn Classic, the first competition of the season, [Hanyu] “wanted to change the mood” and switched from bright shades of green and purple in the collar and the sleeves to more austere shades. In terms of the pattern, the original stones looked silver, so they were switched to black. Although both silver and gold versions of the pentagram were prepared, “let’s do gold after all” (Ito). The battle for “gold” continues both at the rink and the atelier.
(End of article)
Charting the evolution of the SEIMEI costume
2015-16 pre-season: ice show version. patterned white base, pea green, purple. (Above: Nikkan Sports; Below: Sunao Noto via SportsNavi)
2015-16 season: patterned white base, pea green, purple. Pentagram not pictured (Japan Times)
Autumn Classic 2017 (Screen capture from Asahi before the Free Skate at COR)
“My mom wants me to become more involved at the school,” you sighed, walking with Taehyung to P.E.
The last few days your mom had been hinting that she wanted you to become involved, “like your brother”. You’d done your best to act clueless in order to get her to drop the subject, but she’d finally confronted you and outright told you that she wanted you to become more involved.
I think a lot of people forget that DA2 is being told by Varric to
Cassandra. Varric, who wasn’t present for everything, and has to
condense ten years of events into a day, is saying all this to a hostile
audience. Character traits were exaggerated or left out as relevant to
the plot, or to keep from painting his friends in a damning light.
People Varric didn’t know have assumptions made about them, events he
didn’t understand seem to come from nowhere. While I know the
development for DA2 was wonky, I think this gives a good, in-game reason
as to why the characterization of some people seems to be all over the
place between different games.
Here are my favorite entries for both #septicart events Jack made thus far! I’ve done around 15 pieces in total, but I feel like these really show how much I’ve grown as an artist over time, all thanks to this amazing and welcoming community.
I don’t wanna make a monster post, though this one already seems a bit too long, but I’d like to thank all of the wonderful people I call friends by now for sticking with me throughout this little adventure of mine, for supporting and believing in me and my artwork, no matter how much I despise it myself. Anytime I feel down or like my art is not worth being out here, they always stick with me and have my back. I can’t possibly thank them, or Jack and Robin, as well as Signe, enough for keeping me busy with drawing and thus giving me somewhat of an idea of what I want to do when I’m a little older than 17 years old. Thanks to you I know I can do something that lasts, I know I can create something out of the blue and I know that I can make a difference somehow, in some way.
So, thank you. Simply thank you. I’m glad and hope that I can give at least a little bit back by illustrating these pictures in one way or another. I hope everyone enjoyed these events as much as I did and that everybody had a grand ol’ time, haha!
I’ve been awake for the past two hours and I couldn’t go back to sleep so I did a thing. Brace yourselves.
Malec AU where Magnus’ high school reunion is coming up and he doesn’t want to go because he broke up with his latest boyfriend Imasu just a couple of months ago and everyone knows these events are made so you can throw your success and happiness in the face of people who have no impact left in your life whatsoever. Magnus knows his high school on-and-off-again girlfriend Camille will be there, parading with her stupid football player husband. And yeah, his professional life is going great, thank you very much, but Camille is a snake and if she detects the slightest weakness, she’s going in for the kill.
When he talks about it with his friend and colleague Isabelle, she tells him to ask her brother to go with him. He’s *cough* single *cough* and he and Magnus get along great. Plus, she knows Alec has pretty much been in love with Magnus since the dawn of time (meaning since they met each other a year ago at Isabelle’s annual Halloween party - Alec had made an effort and actually let Isabelle put some kind of skeleton makeup on his face while Magnus had gone all in with a Freddie Mercury costume) because how could one see Magnus Babe and not fall in love at once?
So Magnus lets himself be convinced by Isabelle and asks Alec. He doesn’t need much more than Magnus’ word that he won’t have to dance and that they can just stay in a corner and try to guess what people are lying about to make themselves look better to agree to go.(Although it’s Magnus so the chances of Alec saying no were infinitesimal anyway.)
Alec does ask Magnus why he doesn’t take one of the 17 000 models on his contact list instead because surely that’s bound to make Camille seethe more than taking someone as plain as him?
Magnus just lifts an eyebrow, murmurs something under his breath about buying Alec a mirror for Christmas and that’s the end of that.
They go as friends, because pretending to be dating would be weird, but… well, if people assume they’re dating, what’s the harm in that? It’s not like they owe anyone a clarification.
The party is going well. Magnus is doing good on his promise. They’re not dancing, and they talked to a few of Magnus’ old classmates (that are not Raphael or Ragnor or Catarina) and Alec only had to resist the urge to roll his eyes at them a couple of times so it’s pretty good considering his low tolerance on bullshit.
That (impressive) accomplishment is forgotten the moment Camille walks up to them, arm hooked with her token husband’s. Her smirk is just feral when they stop in front of Magnus and Alec, her eyes scrutinized them (mostly Magnus, Alec notices, gritting his teeth) like they’re a prey she can’t wait to feast on.
Magnus plays the game just as well as she does, though, and they chat for a minute before Camille’s what’s-his-name husband walks away to fetch her a drink and her whole demeanor changes. She takes a step forward, reaching down so that her fingers brush with Magnus’ and Alec just stands there, dumbfounded that she would have the nerve when 1) her husband literally is in the same room and walked away ten seconds ago and 2) Alec is literally standing right there and everyone they met tonight assumed they were dating and neither Magnus nor Alec bothered to correct them because they figured it added to Magnus’ “my life is better than yours” thing.
But Camille doesn’t seem to care and a lazy but languid smirk tugs at her lips as she purrs about how they should catch up soon, and there’s no doubt about what she means exactly by that.
So Alec does the only coherent thing (or so his brain seems to think) and blurts out, “hey babe, wanna dance?” while grabbing Magnus’ hand and blowing holes into Camille’s skull with his eyes.
No dancing was his number one condition but Magnus didn’t seem to know what to do and Alec might have been a little tiny super small bit jealous so he takes no responsibility for the words that came out of his mouth. Magnus nods, a smirk pulling the corner of his lips up.
“Oh, so we’re dancing now,” Magnus murmurs teasingly as he lets Alec guide him to the makeshift dance floor, before channeling his best Alec voice. “I’ll go to your stupid prom but I won’t dance, Magnus, not even if it’s a life or death situation. I don’t care.”
“Just put your hands on my waist and shut up,” Alec grumbles.
“Back to Magnus, uh? Shame.”
Alec blushes and clears his throat. He steps on Magnus’ foot and no matter what Magnus can think, it is 100% accidental.
“Sorry,” he mumbles, ducking his head to stare at their feet. “I-I just… can’t dance. Never liked proms.”
Magnus snorts, if only to hide how much he wants to kiss that stupidly adorable man right then. “For the millionth time, darling, this is not a prom. And that’s okay, I’m sure you spent your prom making out with your gorgeous date while you waited to be crowned king.”
Alec frowns, shaking his head. “I didn’t go to my prom. I hate balls. Or anything remotely resembling. So I never went to one.“
Magnus‘ eyes widens as he stares at him, shock written plainly on his features. "What?!”
Alec shrugs. “I knew I would have to go alone or with either my baby sister or brother, and how lame would that have been? Plus, it’s not like there was anyone who caught my interest in high school.”
Magnus gasps dramatically this time. “Does that mean you didn’t do all the fun rule-breaking stuff you’re supposed to do with your crush in high school?” he asks, not unkindly. “Like sneak into tiny janitor’s closets or behind the benches during physical education to actually practice physical education instead?”
“No. I went to school to learn stuff and get good grades,” Alec deadpans. "And I was captain of the football team and the debate club so I didn’t have time for that.”
“That’s just unacceptable, Alexander,” Magnus heaves out, shaking his head exaggeratedly. “You need some bad influence in your life. Someone’s gotta stray you away from the good path. I volunteer as tribute. It’s a hardship but someone’s gotta do it.”
Alec snorts, rolling his eyes, and is about to reply when he spots Camille storming off their way.
“Did you have a hiding spot to avoid the wrath of a pissed off teacher?” he asks, biting on his bottom lip. “Because we might need it right about now.”
Magnus glances over his shoulder to see Camille slither her way through dancing couples to get to them.
“What did you do?”
Alec puts on his best innocent face. “I may or may not have texted Ragnor about what happened earlier and he may or may not have taken the opportunity of being at the bar at the same time as her dumb husband to let it slip that she tried to get into your pants. Oops.”
Magnus stifles a laugh and tries to throw him a scowling glare but fails epically. So when he spots Camille approaching dangerously from the corner of his eye, he grabs Alec’s hand instead and leads him out of the room and into his high school corridors.
They run out of there, giggling, and Magnus feels like a teenager again, and the way his stomach is fluttering at the feeling of Alec’s palm against his own is just one of the reasons why.
He takes Alec to the gym, where he knows a perfect spot beneath the benches where he used to sneak to skip class and smoke a cigarette. Except Magnus wasn’t quite as tall, or his shoulders quite as broad, when he was a teenager and Alec is taller and pretty well-built himself so the space they have to share ends up being small enough that personal space becomes a foreign notion.
Alec doesn’t seem to mind, a wide grin splitting his face as they catch their breaths. He stares at Magnus for a while, blinking, before he looks away to survey their surroundings.
“So… you and your friends came here to smoke?” he asks, pointing a finger at the cigarettes butts on the ground. Those things never change.
“Among other things,” Magnus retorts with a teasing smirk.
And Magnus just throws him a pointed look, because he knows Alec is innocent when it comes to breaking rules and typical teenagerness but… “Really, Alexander?”
And Alec throws him back the exact same look. “Yeah, really,” he huffs out,something flickering in his eyes that Magnus can’t possibly miss with how close they’re standing. “Are you gonna kiss me or what?”
So Magnus does just that, chuckling while he leans in. And it definitely feels like being a teenager again - with much more skill and chill (who is he kidding? He loses all chill as soon as Alec nips at his bottom lip when Magnus grips his hair just a bit too hard.)
And when Magnus is very comfortably settled between Alec’s legs, one hand flat against the burning skin of his back while the other works on unbuttoning his shirt, someone coughs and they jump apart, cheeks flushed and panting.
Alec almost has a heart attack.
Ragnor is leaning against the wall a few feet away from them, arms crossed nonchalantly.
"Really, Magnus? A thousand years have passed and you’re still hooking up with pretty boys under the benches? Predictable.”
Magnus glares at him, but makes no move to entangle their bodies.
“Really, Ragnor? A thousand years have passed and you’re still making a point of ruining my life? Predictable.”
Ragnor smirks, sipping his beer and just turns to walk away. “We’re going to the Hunter’s Moon so we can hang out with people we actually like and that we’ve seen somewhere other than our Facebook feed in the past ten years,” he calls over his shoulder. “We’ll wait for you guys in the lobby. Please be wearing clothes.”
Magnus shows him one particular finger and turns back to Alec, who has gone utterly quiet. His cheeks are bright red with embarrassment and he’s chewing on his bottom lip, his tongue darting out every now and then as if he can still taste Magnus.
“Alexander?” Magnus calls out softly, his fingers gliding in his hair at the back of his head.
Alec hums, blinking out of his stupor as he glances back at Magnus.
“You’re not… having regrets, are you?”
Alec seems positively offended. “How could I—“ but he doesn’t finish, shaking his head. “I was just thinking that this place smells and is kinda gross and it really sucks as far as first dates go so maybe we could actually go out properly some day soon? Like grab dinner and maybe catch a movie?”
Magnus smiles. “I’d love that.”
“Good.” Alec smiles back. “Great.”
And they just stand there for a while, still tightly pressed to each other, until Magnus clears his throat, jerking his head toward the exit. “We should go. They’re waiting for us.”
Alec hums, eyes riveted on Magnus’ lips. “But what if Camille is still in the corridors looking for us?”
The corner of Magnus’ lips turn into a smirk, and he makes a show of craning his neck. “You’re right, I think I just heard her,” he lies.
Alec nods, licking his lips. “We should wait five more minutes. For safety, of course.”
Magnus nods back. “For safety. But that doesn’t mean we have to be bored while we wait for the threat to go away. Any idea on how to spend this time?”
“A few,” Alec replies in a breath, and kisses him again.