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SH fix it

@shadowhunters-official has a lot of loose strings and I’m upset with s2 as a whole to be perfectly honest. What I’d like to see happen:

  1. Simon works on who he is as a person and learns to appreciate the people who love and help him
  2. Raphael is no longer the show’s personal punching bag (no more abuse)
  3. Izzy saves herself from addiction with the help and support of her family and friends
  4. Clary stops sabotaging and controlling everyone around her, she remains single until she can work through her issues
  5. Luke is allowed to properly grieve over Jocelyn and doesn’t have to deal with Cleo and Clary’s nonsense 
  6. Valentine is killed off for good
  7. Jace begins to heal his emotional wounds and Maryese hugs him often, she mothers him a lot. He is allowed to move back into the institute
  8. Maryese learns to accept Magnus in her son’s life and copes from her husband cheating on her, Izzy dotes on her 
  9. Alec learns to use his words instead of his hands when there’s a conflict and he and Magnus talk it out like adults when they have a disagreement, they have consensual sex where he doesn’t push Magnus into the bedroom when Magnus clearly wants to discuss it first
  10. Aldertree is punished for his crimes and Izzy and Raphael are there to witness his shame
  11. Izzy apologizes to Raphael’s clan for her actions in s1 
  12. Lydia steps up as the new Institute leader and is damn good at it 
  13. Meliorn returns and has parts outside of just being used by Isabelle Lightwood
  14. Izzy stops manipulating others into getting what she wants and understands No means no 
  15. Maia has a bigger speaking role and story outside of a romantic plotline (let her geek and boss ass bitch wolf side show, show her interacting with the pack and laughing)
  16. Simon finally apologizes (profusely) to Raphael for betraying him, treating him like garbage, blaming him for everything. He goes home to DuMort (if the clan is okay with it) 
  17. Elaine Lewis’ alcoholism is addressed and her children are there to help her overcome it, they visit more often, she and Raphael have more scenes together
  18. Magnus and Raphael bond over their past traumas 
  19. Lily and the female vampires get speaking roles 
  20. Izzy and Clary make nice with one another 
  21. The creepy surrogate lady goes poof because she was okay with essentially letting Clary get raped
  22. Alec and Magnus adopt the little girl with the gills (when they’re ready for that step as a couple) 
  23. Downworlders are treated with respect and dignity by the shadow world 
  24. Minority characters are given storylines that don’t include being a glorified drug dealer (Raphael) or the person who constantly has to pick up after everyone’s messes (Magnus)
  25. No more white savior complex (aka Clary ‘fixing’ things for Luke/Cleo) 
  26. Clace needs to either be eliminated or greatly repaired (let’s do away with the sibling storyline)
  27. Simon makes peace with being a vampire and is okay with it 
  28. The vampires, shadowhunters and wolves learn to tolerate one another
  29. Magnus gets to throw a lavish party that goes exactly as planned, he is thanked for his efforts
  30. Queer ships are no longer ambiguous and are not used to garner views without going through with it 
  31. Clary apologizes to everyone she has hurt 
  32. Raphael apologizes to Simon over the whole Kill them thing 
  33. Simon and Magnus screen time (pals)
  34. Allow Izzy to go to the Iron Sisters and fulfill her childhood dream 
  35. More religious!Simon and religious!Raphael as their religions are a huge part of who they are 
  36. The clave needs to be broken down and rebuilt (by Lydia) 
  37. No more of Raphael physically pushing Simon around 
  38. Elaine Lewis finally gets that family dinner with Clary, Raphael and Simon (she makes pot roast)
  39. Elaine learns of Jocelyn’s death and grieves 
  40. Simon comes out as both pansexual and a vamp and his family accepts him (after the shock of the revelations) 
  41. More scenes involving Magnus being a bad ass old as the hills warlock
  42. Camille’s abuse of Simon, Magnus and Raphael is addressed and understood that it’s not okay 
  43. Magnus and Alec are given some well earned fluffy boyfriend storylines without drama 
  44. Maia and Luke scenes 
  45. Raphael’s sexuality is mentioned and treated with respect 
  46. Raphael and Simon speak in their native language more 
  47. Add on? 
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Favourite Hakyeon hairstyles by @hakyeon-trash 

Once Upon A Time (according to Emma Naylor)

Jac tucked the duvet up under Emma’s chin.
“Once Upon a Time,” she began, absently smoothing Emma’s hair. “There was a beautiful princess…”
Emma shook her head vehemently, dislodging Jac’s hand.
“No.”
Jac’s eyebrows rose.
“No?”
Emma continued shaking her head. “No, not a princess, Mummy.” 
“Ok,” Jac shrugged, smoothing the hair out of her daughter’s eyes. “Who, then?”
“The one about the Big Macho Army Medic,” Emma declared, staring at Jac expectantly. Jac floundered for a response. 
“The… what?”
Emma rolled her eyes, and Jac almost conceded Johnny’s point that she may be instilling some very un-toddler-ish traits into their child. 
“The Big Macho Army Medic,” Emma enunciated. “Once upon a time, there was a Big, Macho, Army Medic…” she prompted, her eyes narrowed at Jac, and Jac definitely conceded the point, if only to herself. 
Emma suddenly beamed at the space behind Jac.
“Zoshee knows it!”
Jac arched an eyebrow, leaned back slowly into the chair and crossed her arms. 
“Oh, she does, does she?” she drawled, swivelling her eyes to the bedroom doorway where Zosia stood, shuffling in place. 
“Zoshee, tell Mummy!” Emma bounced excitedly where she lay, grabbing Jac’s hand and hitting it on the empty space next to her on the bed. 
Zosia waited until Jac’s eyes beckoned her, and she plonked herself next to Emma, her knees touching Jac’s.
“Once upon a time,” she began, throwing Jac a rather apologetic glance. “There was a Big Macho Army Medic-”
“Who was very beautiful!” Emma supplied eagerly.
“Yes, who was very beautiful,” Zosia repeated, wincing as Jac’s knee pressed harder against her own. “To a certain Vascular Surgeon,” she added, hurriedly. 
Emma frowned. “No, Zoshee, all the land thought she was charming! Tell it properly!” 
Zosia’s eyes closed almost of their own volition as Jac began tapping her fingers against her own arm. 
“Yes, Zoshee, do tell it properly. I’m all ears.”

unexpected things from s3 that still make me really really happy and smile: isak and sonja’s conversations, whether it was in the minutt for minutt clip or via their texts, all throughout episode 10.

Love Through the Hate

pairing: lams

modern middle/high school AU

request: anon: Please Make more fanfics. If you need inspiration I will freestyle for you. Okay It would be a Lams. John Laurens dad would hurt John because he’s gay. Alex will comfort him. Good Luck I don’t mean to be needy but, It has been a while since you made a fanfic and I am happy with all your new followers (You deserve them) Yeah so have a nice day.

word count: 2015

warnings: homophobia, hitting, does it count as physical abuse? if someone getting hit triggers you please don’t read

a/n: well i’ve been not productive about this blog lately. whoops. IF HOMOPHOBIA OR A FATHER HITTING HIS SON BECAUSE OF HATE IS A TRIGGER FOR YOU DO NOT READ. please, take care of yourself first.

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“John, how come you never have me over at your house? Like, for dinner or whatever?”

John fidgets in his seat, picks at a loose thread on his sleeve, drums his fingers on the table, leans back and looks at the clock, does everything he can to avoid answering Alex’s question.

“John.”


John stares down at his lunch tray.

Alex sighs. “Why won’t you answer my question?”


John looks his boyfriend straight in the eyes. “Many reasons.”

John’s six and asks what the word “gay” means, having heard it at school. His father explodes on a long rant about homosexuality and his hatred of it. John just sits there, feeling uneasy but not wanting to walk out, not wanting his father’s wrath to be turned on him.

John’s eight and he and his parents are at a clothing store, shopping for new jeans for him. Two men walk past, holding hands, and his father voices a very loud complaint about that. He says a word that John tries to forget, but it feels like it’s been branded into his brain forever.

John’s ten and he should be getting crushes on girls, should be finding other girls pretty, but instead, he finds himself admiring the other boys in his gym class, thinking that boy who sits next to him is really cute. He’s supposed to be able to tell his father about everything. But he can’t breathe a word about this. He knows what his dad will say, what his dad will do to him. At least, he’s heard his dad talking about what he’d do to gay people. He’s terrified.

John’s twelve and on the day that the Supreme Court rules that same-sex marriage is going to be legal in all fifty states, he wants to cheer, wants to scream his happiness to the whole world. His dad sits shocked in front of the TV and growls hateful things under his breath at the screen, at the endless flashing pictures of gay and lesbian couples celebrating their victory.

John’s thirteen and he’s checking out the guys instead of the girls and he realizes that he’s gay. He wants to cry when he figures it out. He doesn’t want to change, he just doesn’t want his dad to hurt him.

John’s fourteen and a new guy comes to school. One look, and he’s gone, fallen, but he’s held back by the fear that his father has implemented in him. He gets to be friends with the guy, eventually, and comes out to him. The guy is bi and they start dating and John’s in heaven. He tells the guy everything except any mention of his dad. He’s worried as to how the guy will react.

Alex notices that John is close to crying, with the memories washing over him. “Oh, no, sweetie, don’t cry, please,” he says quietly, hesitantly taking John’s hand in his. “What’s wrong?”

“The reason…” John swallows. “My dad. That’s the reason. He’s–he’s homophobic.”

Alex digests this information.

“It can’t be that bad, can it?” he wonders. John violently shakes his head, and the first few tears escape his eyes.

“It is that bad, Alex, it is…it’s so, so bad.”

“C’mon, surely he’d be fine with just meeting me. You don’t even have to tell him we’re dating.”

John shakes his head again. “No, Alex, you don’t understand! I love you and there’s nothing more that I want than to introduce you to my family. But he hates any mention of gay people, it’s really bad, like, he’s said that he will kill gay people if he has the chance and I’m…I’m scared, I don’t wanna get hurt and I don’t want anything to happen to you,” he finishes, breaking down fully in silent tears.

Alex lets his boyfriend cry, rubbing his back, and he doesn’t bring it up for a month.

John kind of hopes that Alex will drop it, but Alexander Hamilton doesn’t give up easily, if ever.

Alex brings it up at lunch again. “Today, after school, could I come over for dinner to meet your parents?”


John sighs. “We’ve been over this, Alex.”


“Can’t I just meet them? We don’t have to say we’re dating. You can introduce me as your friend. Please?”

I’m gonna regret this.

Alex is doing his puppy dog eyes that John can’t resist. John tries to argue with him for a couple minutes, but Alex wins, and they both text their parents to inform them of the plans.

Nerves are building in John’s stomach for the rest of the day after lunch. Alex meets him outside the front doors after school with a simple “hey” and John feels like he’s going to cry because he doesn’t want Alex to get hurt and it be his fault because he didn’t fight harder.

They’re a block away from John’s house when John abruptly stops.

“What’s wrong?” Alex asks, backtracking.

“I don’t think we should do this.”

“Why not?” Alex asks, and John’s words stick in his throat, all of his good arguments dying before they live.

Alex pulls him off to the side of the sidewalk, tilts his head back, and kisses him, deep and long and full, and John’s gasping for breath when he pulls away. All thoughts have been blanked out of his mind, all he can think about is Alex.

“No, wait, do that again,” John pleads, reaching for Alex, and even though they’ve got somewhere to be, even though there are other people walking past, Alex kisses him again, and they both forget about everything.

It’s been a good fifteen minutes by the time the pair finally starts walking in the direction of John’s house again.

Before they go inside, John stares at his reflection, trying to get rid of the blushing, just-made-out-with-my-boyfriend look. He fixes his hair and takes several deep breaths while Alex does the same.

“Ready?” Alex asks.

“No.”


John opens the door anyway.

“Hello, boys,” his mother says, smiling down at them. “You are…?”

“Alexander Hamilton, but you can call me Alex, ma’am,” Alex says, sticking his hand out for Mrs. Laurens to shake. She looks surprised for a second, then laughs.

“No need for such stiff formalities,” she tells him, and Alex nods.

“Come on in. You can hang out in John’s room until dinner is ready,” she adds, and Alex and John step inside.

They go to John’s room and sit on his bed and John is kind of embarrassed because, well, they’re on a bed, and the door is closed and locked, but he can’t even kiss Alex for fear of his father.

So they play games on their phones for what seems like forever, competing against each other, laughing at the failures and celebrating the triumphs.

“Boys! Food!”

“Your mom gets it,” Alex mutters as he picks himself up from where he’s sprawled across John’s comforter. John tries not to stare at Alex’s long, lanky figure. He smiles in agreement as the nerves take over again.

Dinner is stiff and awkward. Mr. and Mrs. Laurens keep up a jerky flow of conversation that skips and stutters. John is trying not to give anything away, but he’s so anxious that it’s not working very well. Alex desperately wants to hold John’s hand but can’t.

“So, why are you here? What is your relation to John?” Mr. Laurens asks, turning to Alex. “What was your name again?”

“Alexander Hamilton, sir,” Alex says, sensing that Mr. Laurens wants the stiff formalities that Mrs. Laurens disregarded.

“And…?”

“I’m his b-best friend, sir,” Alex says, stuttering a little on the b. John’s eyes widen in fear that he tries to hide, really not wanting Alex to say boyfriend.

Mr. Laurens stares at Alex. “Alright. Are you sure there’s not something more? You two seem awfully comfortable around each other. You positive you’re not a–”


John stands up.

“What is it, son,” Mr. Laurens asks, sneering.

“Don’t say that word,” John states, his voice trembling. “Do you even know the history of it? Why people say it?”

“I didn’t say anything!” his father protests.

“Oh, you’ve said it plenty of times before,” John snaps back, fire in his veins, fury coursing through him because he has had enough.

“Why are you defending that? Those people are–”


“Because I’m one of them.”


Dead silence.

Mrs. Laurens looks at John and nods, once, signifying that she’s okay with him and that he can go to her if needed.

Alex can’t just sit there. He stands up. “I’m bi. And I’m dating John.”

Mr. Laurens looks like his eyes are about to bulge out of his skull.

He lunges for his son.

What happens next is a blur.

John drops to the ground and tries to hide under the table, Mr. Laurens swings a fist at him, Mrs. Laurens shouts for her husband to stop, Alex stands there, frozen and speechless for once in his life. He created this disaster, and he thinks he might cry.

“Henry! STOP!” Mrs. Laurens screams, and in the sudden quiet that follows, the dull thud that Mr. Laurens’s fist makes as it hits John’s arm is very clear.

Alex can’t breathe.

Mrs. Laurens pulls Mr. Laurens into the kitchen and a shouting match begins.

John crawls out from under the table and stands up. He winces when Alex puts a hand on his arm, and Alex can already see a bruise beginning to form. Alex wants to cry, but John starts to cry first, and Alex pulls his boyfriend close and lets him rest his head on his shoulder. John cries into the fabric of Alex’s shirt, muttering something that Alex can’t hear properly, a mix of swear words and furious ramblings and scared sentence fragments.

“I’m so sorry, John, so sorry,” Alex says over and over, and at some point he starts crying too.

“I…” John hiccups. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” Alex whispers, pressing a gentle kiss to John’s forehead. “We’ll get through this. I promise.”


Mrs. Laurens comes out of the kitchen. “He’ll leave in half an hour. I’m sticking with you, baby boy.”

John smiles gratefully at his mother but doesn’t move from where he’s cuddled up to Alex. “Thanks, Mom, I didn’t…I knew that would happen. That’s why I didn’t wanna tell him…”

Guilt washes over Alex for about the thousandth time. “I’m so sorry,” he says.

John waves his hand. “He was gonna find out eventually. A secret that big…you can’t keep it for your whole life, which was the other option.”

“And it’s nice to finally meet you,” Mrs. Laurens says. “Be good to John, okay?”

Alex nods. His throat feels like it’s constricting.

“Take him upstairs and help him calm down. Take a shower or something, baby, okay?” she advises.

“Yes, Mom,” John says. He turns to his boyfriend. “C’mon.”

“I feel so bad,” Alex confesses when they’re in John’s room, and he starts crying a bit again. “I made you do that and you got hurt and I will never forgive myself and I’m sorry I don’t think that expresses how regretful I am and I feel horrible I’m so sorry–”

John shuts him up with a kiss.

It’s hesitant and chaste at first, but then Alex deepens the kiss and they fall onto John’s bed, still kissing. John’s oddly cold, and he breaks the kiss to burrow under the blankets. Alex joins him after texting his mom and telling her that he’s spending the night at John’s. It’s a Friday, so that’s okay.

“We’re gonna be okay,” John says directly into Alex’s ear, and Alex repeats it, and both of them say that until they kiss again once more.

“I love you,” they then repeat. Alex brushes his lips over John’s forehead. The other boy is sleepy and soon succumbs to sleep.

Alex watches John fall asleep, and he only sleeps when his eyes close from exhaustion. He watches over him. He doesn’t want anything else to happen.

They love each other even through the hate they face from John’s dad.

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