prompt: 3 times simon hugs raphael + 1 time raphael hugs simon
“Thank you” Simon breathe against Raphael’s neck as his arms wrapped around the older vampires body. “You didn’t have to do that for me”.
“As you’re clan leader, it was my duty” Raphael answered hesitantly and placed an arm on Simon’s lower back.
The truth was, he didn’t help Simon lie to his mother because it’s his duty as Simon’s leader, the fact was he didn’t know why he helped the fledgling.
Now here they were, in the middle of the streets of Brooklyn, Simon’s arms wrapped tightly around Raphael.
“You can do this, you’re stronger than you think” Raphael encouraged as he set a box on the table infront of them. A beautiful silver menorah was wrapped in a soft golden cloth.
Raphael took Simon’s hand and directed it towards the box “Simon, it’s the only way you’ll be able to go home to be with your family”
It burned and stinged, Simon cried out in pain but Raphael was there to apply an ointment that Magnus had created on the scored skin.
It took them weeks but Simon was able to pray, he was able to light the first candle on the menorah with his mother and sister by his side.
“Raphael” Simon tapped on Raphael’s bedroom door. He quickly pushed the door open when he heard the the faintest ‘come in’
Without thinking he crawled onto Raphael’s bed, drawing him into a hug.
“I did it, I did it” Simon sobbed into the crook of Raphael’s neck.
“I’m proud of you” Raphael smiled softly, and he truly was.
“I loved Clary” Simon’s word slurred as he walked on the ledge of the roof of the hotel DuMort.
“I know” Raphael rolled his eyes more out of jealously than annoyance as he held on to Simon’s out stretched arm.
“She’s known me so long but nope she wants Jace, oh he’s my brother not my brother boohoo” Simon hiccuped and stumbled in his feet.
“Simon, dios” Raphael groaned and pulled Simon off the ledge “you’re going to get yourself killed”
Simon drunkenly smiled at Raphael, all fangs and crinkled eyes. His arms wrapped around Raphael’s neck, closing the gap in between them.
“I know you don’t hate me” Simon slurred and rest his forehead against Raphael’s “I don’t hate you either” he added in a hushed whisper. Simon’s lips brushed against Raphael’s.
“You’re drunk fledgling” Raphael snarled and stepped back.
Simon disappeared that night. And Raphael was sure he was going mad.
Two weeks passed without any sight of him. Maia was sitting across from Raphael in his office, she came often now, the seat in front of him was always occupied, Maia, Luke, Magnus, members of the clan and even Clary came once, they all delivered the same news “he’s nowhere”
“He’s out there, we just have to keep look” Maia sighed and Raphael nodded.
“You don’t have to look very hard” Simon shoulders were slumped when he stepped through the doors, his clothes were dirty and ruffled.
“You stupid idiot” Raphael was immediately out of his seat, knocking over the chair in the process.
“Where the hell have you been? You have some nerves just leave like that” Raphael scolded while he buried his face in Simon shirt and wrapped his arms tightly around Simon’s waist “I hate you so much”
Masterpost: How to write an article like a journalist
I’ve been taking a class about journalism and I got a lot of interesting tips about how to write like a good journalist.
But Aly, what’s a good journalist? No need to explain it for hours: journalism changed. People used to take time to write an article, now they (basically) all rush to get the work done. But there are important rules if you want to write an article.
This masterpost is for everyone. If you have a blog, have a homework about writing like a journalist, or even if you only want to know how to do that. → here’s the masterpost:
1. Show - Don’t tell. I would say this is the first and most important rule. Telling is easy, you take a good story, write it and tadaaaa! But that’s not journalism. A journalist shows what is the story, why is it important, when it happens, where it happens, how it happens. If you follow this rule, you’ve already done half of the work.
2. Cover - Don’t follow. Once again, this is an important rule. A journalist has to cover his topic not randomly follow what other people said about it. It implies an investigation; a research of the topic. You need to prove to the readers that you are right, that what you say is what is true. And it all starts with proofs. Find polls, find stats, find numbers or quotes that will justify your article.
3. Say the truth.Aly, that’s a stupid one? No, telling the truth is important. Nowadays, way too many journalists rewrite stories which lead to misinformation and confusion. Be honest.Accuracy is a word you should worship if you’re writing an article. Think about what G. Orwell said “Journalism is printing what someone else does not want printed.”
4. Write about the future. You’re the journalist, tell them the story. Readers will be more focused about what will happen tomorrow, rather than what happened yesterday.
5. Transparency. You should never show your opinion, you are here to inform people about facts, not here to recount a story. You have to stay neutral. As my teacher would say: “You’re not Stendhal, you’re not here to write a story. You’re here to tell the story using facts, proofs and witnesses!” One good way to avoid being too subjective: don’t use too many adjectives as they always show your opinion.
6. Remember you’re writing for readers. Put yourself in their shoes, they might not know your topic, the acronyms you use or anything like that. Explain to them what it is all about!
I hope my masterpost helped some of you, let me know if you have any questions and you can always message me for further information!
She was currently being pushed around in a shopping cart while shopping with Fraser. They were out buying a present for their friend’s birthday, and had decided to have a bit of fun in the process to dull their small boredom.
“But it’s fuunnn!” Fraser replied, after picking Maddie up and placing her into the cart. He was zooming down the aisles, being cautious not to smash into anything.
“What if I get hurt, hm? What will you do then?” She laughed, not caring about the possibility of being injured, she trusted her boyfriend enough to warrant her safety.
“That won’t happen.” He grinned, “I’m being extra careful with you.”
Maddie just rolled her eyes and continued to laugh.
It was only a few minutes later when Fraser accidentally crashed into many apples stacked on top of each other. With the small crash, Maddie managed to scratch her arm on the edge of the cart.
“Maddie?! Are you okay?!” Fraser instantly became panicked, not worrying about the apples.
“I’m… fine… uh, the apples aren't…”
Fraser finally looked around at the mess he made, thankful that there was almost nobody in the store at this time.
“We should probably stack these back up.” Maddie said, looking around and everything.
Fraser instantly began working on stacking the apples up, exactly how they were before being knocked over.
Maddie tried getting out of the cart herself, which ended up with her falling out of the cart and to the ground. She didn’t really hurt herself that much, just banging her already scratched arm and her foot.
But that was too much for Fraser to handle.
He instantly rushed to Maddie’s side, examining her scratch and making sure she wasn’t in too much pain.
“I’m fine Fraser! Don’t worry about me! Just finish stacking up the apples!” She quietly giggled. Fraser just sighed and did what he was told.
It didn’t take too terribly long, and the apples even looked like they were before.
“You should feel proud, the apples look exactly as they were before.”
“Well, not exactly, but thank you.” He smiled over at her.
“Anytime.” She grinned, looking around the store.
“Maybe we should head out, before you hurt yourself again, or I make another mess…” Fraser said out of the blue.
“We do have the present, so that shouldn’t be a big deal.” Maddie smiled, already walking over to the checkout aisle.
Fraser followed after, insisting on paying. Maddie knew she wouldn’t win against an argument over paying something, so she just let him pay.
They finished up and began to walk back towards their car.
“Well that was interesting.”
“Sure was, and you only managed to knock one thing over this time!” Maddie laughed, remembering the last time they had gone to a store.
“That was one time, okay?” Fraser smiled, also recalling the memory.
They chatted all the way home, talking about embarrassing grocery store shopping stories.