probably cheesy but idc

the air was warm and almost crackling with a kind of hazy electricity as alec sat with magnus on the balcony, his arm around the warlock’s shoulders and his chest slightly pressed against his back. his fingers grasped the cool wine glass lazily and the taste of wine on his tongue was a kind of comfort in and of itself, a relaxing and almost quiet detail. alec looked up at the stars winking almost mischievously above him, twinkling unusually bright tonight in contrast to the city below them. his father had once told him when he was a child of four, a chubby thing with rosy cheeks and contagious laughter that was so rare nowadays, to wish on a star. alec could almost feel robert’s arms around him now, holding him up as a tinier version of himself held onto one of his lapels, gazing up at the night sky. “look! a shooting star!” robert had commented in that bright, cheery tone parents use with their children. “make a wish!” and alec had looked up at the sky, brows furrowed and lips puckered as if he had just eaten something extremely sour. “what did you wish for, my boy?” robert asked and alec shook his head. “a secret, daddy.” alec replied and put his finger to his lips and shushed him and robert and laughed and tickled alec, causing the boy to squeal and giggle just as jovially as his father.

 robert had been and has always been the more affectionate of the two parents. that’s not saying much, but alec smiled a little fondly at the memory. he wasn’t one to wish or believe in miracles. wishing on stars or on birthday candles seemed tedious; alec now let max and jace and izzy blow out his birthday candles because he found the act so pointless. 

he could not deny, however, the the man curled up at his side, swirling the wine glass in his hand around and watching the red liquid spin, his head against his shoulder and his hair tickling alec’s skin, is a miracle, possibly the miracle of miracles.

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I’m still crying at the generosity of some people ever since I started to post my art on here. Seriously, like I don’t like to rely on my family for money, and my family in general, I mean I love them of course!! And… while they don’t mind my choice in pursuing art as a career, they do tend to make a lot of pretty hurtful and discouraging comments about it. So they kinda look down on what I do, and I’m sure a lot of people could understand as well! But just having the support from a lot of people makes me really happy! I probably sound like a broken record, but no amount of times I say “thank you” can effectively portray how much it means to have such a supportive following!


Happy Birthday to my inspiration, Mitchell Coby Michael Grassi. You are probably the most talented singer I’ve ever heard and yet you still somehow manage to surprise everyone with your angelic voice. The growth in your confidence is honestly mind blowing and it has been an honour to watch you blossom into who you are now. You have taught me to not be ashamed of who I am.You have taught me that anything is possible if I set my mind to it. You have taught me to love myself more,and for that I am extremely grateful! So, I hope you have an amazing 23rd birthday and I hope you are surrounded by lots of cute boys. Love you <3