#but i wanted pics for her outfits since i usually just do their everyday clothes and bail unless its a character i can actually some for

[avacdavra]

𝖆𝖑𝖎𝖈𝖊 𝖈𝖚𝖑𝖑𝖊𝖓 - 𝖔𝖚𝖙𝖋𝖎𝖙𝖘

[bnbc]

22 / 30 / 51 for themmmmm ; 3 🐟 🐟 🍜🍜

ngl "🐟 🐟 🍜🍜" made me scream for 5 mins xDD thanku!

Obligatory OTP Asks

22. What reminds each of their partner? 

Among dozens of small things connected to Gowo directly (ie smell of the perfume he wears, jazz music, damn fancy clothes, foxes, a r a s a k a etc etc) there are also moments of sudden stillness in the chaos of everyday city life that make Kou stop and think about him, and all these times when she spots something beautiful on the streets of NC, and take pics to show him, even tho he doesn't hate the city so much anymore.

Poor Goro, tho, his biggest association with Kou is Night City itself. These two have such a strong bond! And since they live in NC now… not like he thinks about her 24/7 because of it but every time he witnesses some wild shit happening on NC’s streets he thinks about her, indeed, and lately he also started to spot some beauty in it

And let me tell you, this one time when he got to visit Night City when she was in Mikoshi was not a joy ride at all.

30. Your OTP gets to pick out each other’s outfits; what is each wearing?

Look I’m not telling you that Gowo and granny Wako make a dress-up doll outta Kou sometimes, but… xD

Okay, if he’d pick clothes for her she’d look absolutely terrific. I mean not ‘your local cutie’ level of good-looking but jaw-dropping-head-turning-stop-breathing level.  Man got SOME TASTE. It would be a dress, he deffo has a thing for her wearing dresses, maybe a gold one (she could get one of her fav colors, as a treat). No jacket since she’d have his anyway, neat jewelry and modestly looking shoes that cost like half of the ramen shop.

Her tho? “God, put something on, you know, your usual stuff, just rember to wear a tie, I might want to steal it later.”

51. What’s a non verbal way they say I love you?

You know how to get me xD 

“I love you” is… usually something simple.

Like making him coffee how he loves it or buying those cereals none of you like just because she collects toy katanas they put in every box. Watching Bushido series for the fifth time with her, trying to understand why she loves it and doing your best so as not to doze off at the concert he took you. Kissing his shoulder before you fall asleep and finding her hand in your sleep, blindly and mindlessly, driven by the need to know she didn't disappear anywhere.

Not asking her in whose roof garden you are having a picnic and checking your body settings and fulfilling its needs, because you know if you fuck up again it is him who will deal with the mess you’ll become. It’s singing along with her even though she does it so horribly you’d prefer her to stop and knowing when to give him some space, even if your first urge is to be here for him.

“I love you” is something that doesn't need to be spoken all the time.

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Merry Christmas, lalelilolusworld!

For @lalelilolusworld​. Hey secret giftee, I’m so happy I got to write a little something for you. I really appreciate you and I’m glad we got talking because you’re a ray of sunshine in my day. Enjoy <3

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*****

Magnus trudges along the basketball court, his head bent forward and raindrops sliding down the side of his face. The campus is painted gray by the rain and the cold drops of water feel like weary tears on his cheeks. He fears his makeup is running with it.

Two students are playing basketball on the concrete, the thumps of the ball bouncing back and forth like thunder in the rain as they goad each other on. It’s a comic sight, the tall, dark haired one taunting his smaller, fairer counterpart. They move swiftly around the basketball hoop, shadows among the ever-falling water.

Magnus can’t see their faces through the rain, and doesn’t see the car coming either.

The car flashes by, lifting a wave of mud and water from a blocked road drain. One second to the next, and Magnus is completely drenched, covered in dirty water. He shakes his head, sending drops of too cold, sticky water into the rain and stares in disbelief at the driver’s face, unrecognizable through the windshield. The car disappears around the corner in spite of Magnus’ angry yelling as he runs after it.

“Come back here you-” he pants, and eventually stops running.

Magnus’ feet hurt, his high heels feel uncomfortable even to walk in, and he knows his already sheer shirt is now completely see-through. The blue fabric sticks to his chest, as do his olive pants. Magnus glances at the bold, gold and blue flowers along his legs, disappointed to see his outfit ruined by the rain.

He didn’t bring a coat with him today, for the sake of fashion.

Magnus sighs deeply and rubs his arms and shoulders, trying to warm up as he starts walking again. He’s shivering already and his messenger bag bumps against his hip, all too cheery after what just happened.

“Hey! Wait-” someone calls after him.

Magnus stops, glancing over his shoulder and blinking a few times to try and see the other student better. It’s Tall, Dark and Handsome from earlier, short on breath from intense exercise still. The stranger is hunched over some sort of bundle of leather and wool, keeping it away from the rain.

“You should take this. You’re going to catch a cold otherwise,” the dark haired man offers.

Magnus takes the black and gold letter jacket, grateful. It’s extremely romantic, and he can’t help but smile a little as he glances at the leather bomber. There are a few basketball pins at the front, and apparently the stranger’s name is Alec. Magnus fumbles with the jacket, catching sight of the other boy’s last name before finding the sleeves and putting it on.

“Lightwood?” Magnus reads aloud.

“I’m Alec,” Lightwood introduces himself. “I have three siblings and we’re all into sports so you might see it around a lot…”

Alec trails off, running a hand through his messy curls of damp, brown hair. He looks shy, not quite meeting Magnus’ eyes, nor looking at Magnus’ chest through the wet fabric of the button-up shirt. It makes Magnus smile as he melts into the warmth of the jacket. He steps closer to the other student, sparing a glance at the damp tank top sticking to the strong lines of Alec’s muscular chest.

“I’m Magnus. Thank you.”

He can feel the rain dripping down his forehead, flattening the artfully spiked streaks of purple and blue strands of hair. Magnus doesn’t look his best, he knows, yet Alec’s breath catches in his throat as he smiles back to Magnus.

“Can I… can I get your number? So that you can give the jacket back later?”

Magnus has a feeling Alec is not even hitting on him on purpose.

It’s a nice change of pace from Magnus’ usually quite flirty encounters. He doesn’t mind per se, since he gets a lot of phone numbers and makes new friends this way. Magnus’ closest friends were never interested in flirting with him, however.

Their loss.

He grabs his phone from his bag, wiping water off the screen to send Alec a text. He’s adding a basketball emoji next to Alec’s name when another message comes in, from a guy he doesn’t even remember the face of. Magnus grimaces at the sight of a kitten playing with a blue bow. This is definitely not what the guy meant to send.

“Cute, is that your cat?” Alec asks, peering at the screen.

A nervous laugh breaks through Magnus’ lips and he shakes his head, pocketing the phone. Alec doesn’t press, a curling lock of hair falling in his eyes and Magnus startles when he feels a drop of water fall on his nose. It’s still raining and Magnus is sopping wet.

“Thanks again, I’ll text you when I’m home,” Magnus says, grinning.

Alec nods and Magnus takes a step back, pointing behind his shoulder because he’s not quite ready to turn around yet. Alec watches him with a gentle smile, his eyes shining through the rain, until Magnus finds the strength to look away.

*****

Magnus goes to take off the letter jacket upon getting home, but a glance in the mirror makes him pause. It’s not in the same register as his outfit, but Magnus thinks it might look quite cute with something more laid back. Who would have thought? Magnus nods to himself and lays the jacket out to dry.

He jumps in the shower to warm up, washing his hair while he’s at it and thinks back on his encounter with Alec. The water is running hot and Magnus bites his lip, smiling. He gets out of the bathroom with a cloud of condensation and puts on more comfortable clothes, grabbing his phone as he does so.

Magnus takes one last look at the picture of the cat before blocking the number.

He’s not interested in unsolicited dick pics. Going Catmando is not prominent enough, in Magnus’ opinion. The app turns dick pics into pictures of kittens and he recommends it to every person he knows that might need it. Speaking of which…

Cat: I got a dick pic. Again. As if I didn’t see enough dicks everyday.

Magnus: Darling, how many times do I have to tell you? Go Catmando! That will make one less dick for you to deal with while we change the world for the better and teach guys not to send unsolicited dick pics!

Magnus can almost hear Catarina’s sigh and wishes her good luck with her shift at the hospital. He texts Alec next, asking when they can meet up for Magnus to give the jacket back.

Perhaps he’ll snatch a date as well, Magnus surprises himself wishing. Alec did not strike him as shy, but the bubbles that keep coming up and disappearing as the basketball player types his texts speak of hesitation and thinking over what to write for too long.

Magnus: We could go out for a drink while we’re at it ;)

Alec: Sounds fun.

Magnus giggles, sprawling on his bed to keep talking with Alec. The other boy is playing hard to get, or trying to play it cool at least. Magnus wants nothing more than to slip through the cracks and throw Alec off.

Fairy lights glow warmly along the wall, lighting up familiar faces on the many pictures Magnus stuck there. He glances at the closest, Cat smiles in her scrubs and Ragnor hides behind an ancient looking book.

Magnus: You know what’s fun? Roller skating. Meet you at the rink ;)

He sends the time and place to Alec, rolling on his back with a sigh.

Magnus’ loft is small, with too many books stacked on top of each other and clothes thrown all around. He loves it. He spies a picture of Raphael frowning above his desk, and frowns right back at the young genius. Raphael graduated from high school early and he has the looks as well as the brains. No need to be condescending, Magnus wants to tell him, but this is only a picture and Alec has replied.

Alec: Okay.

Magnus grins.

*****

The roller skating rink is Magnus’ favorite place in town. He loves the retro style, neon tubes, bright lights and music blasting from the loudspeakers like the eighties are coming back to bite the skaters in the ass. Magnus knows quite a lot about that particular feeling, because roller derby gets dirty most of the time.

He meets Alec at the entrance, “Hi!”

“Hey,” Alec replies, his voice rising slightly when he meets Magnus’ eyes.

It’s endearing and Magnus leads the way towards the skates, holding his own pair in his hands already. They’re bright pink with glittery wings on the sides. Alec follows, looking around and Magnus is pretty sure he catches the other boy staring, undoubtedly appreciative of Magnus’ outfit.

Magnus is quite proud of the golden necklaces resting on his dark tank top. He tucked the shirt into his denim shorts, throwing the letter jacket on top. Magnus also catches sight of a smile on Alec’s face before Alec gets a hold of himself. Alec hesitates in front of the shelf containing his size of skates, having obviously no idea of which pair to choose.

“I recommend the purple ones,” Magnus offers helpfully, ready to go.

Alec moves away from a grim pair of black skates with a bashful smile and takes the purple one instead. They’ll go really well with his dark jeans and hoodie, in Magnus’ opinion. Alec sits down to put the skates on and Magnus makes a show of bending to tighten the laces of his own skates. He glances at Alec behind him, winking when he finds Alec staring again.

“Come on, show me what you got,” Magnus teases, darting forward.

He doesn’t go far, and Alec catches up easily, “Do I have to pass some kind of test to get my jacket back?”

“That wouldn’t be fair,” Magnus shrugs. “My team won the last three championships.”

Alec gives him an impressed look and Magnus preens, spinning around to skate backwards and look at the other boy. The rink is pretty empty, so people give them a wide berth as they skate around.

“Your siblings are into sports too?” Magnus asks Alec, knowing this is a topic they can broach.

“Yeah, Isabelle does gymnastics, Jace plays soccer, and Max is a swimmer.”

Magnus straightens with interest, because Alec’s voice is higher when he talks about Max, pride seeping through Alec’s baritone. Magnus doesn’t dare ask about Alec’s brother though, and a moment later Alec speaks up again.

“We’re so proud of him for entering so many competitions and winning.”

Alec smiles brightly and Magnus nods, and inside he feels fuzzy, because Alec’s support for his little brother is heart-warming. Magnus smiles at Alec, trying to express his admiration, and Alec must notice Magnus’ interest, because he speaks over the music playing in the background.

“Max has a severe mobility impairment,” he adds.

They keep skating and the synthesizer goes crazy so Magnus swivels around, moving with the music. Alec is smiling still, so Magnus follows the other boy’s lead and keeps talking without missing a beat.

“Are they younger than you?”

“Yeah. Isabelle and Jace are two years younger than me, and Max is our baby, I’m almost ten years older than him,” Alec replies, grinning.

“You sound close to him though,” Magnus comments, spinning around.

They skate side by side, chatting about Alec’s siblings and Magnus’ roller derby team. Alec is easy to talk to, a good listener, but he needs a little coaxing to talk about himself. Magnus corners him off to the side after a while, grinning when Alec leans back against the fence and simply stares at him when Magnus hovers close.

Magnus is about to press the palm of his hand to Alec’s chest when he changes his mind and reaches out to hold onto the other boy’s waist instead. Magnus tilts his head up for a kiss, but Alec ducks his head, swallowing quickly. Definitely shy, Magnus muses, and moves back.

“What do you say we get out of here?” he asks.

Alec nods and looks disappointed as they go sit down to remove their skates. It’s refreshing, Magnus’ dates don’t usually take their time like this and neither does he. Magnus is a people person, he likes putting himself out there and meeting new people. It’s the reason he’s the co-captain of the Brooklyn Hellhounds.

Magnus is easy to talk to and people aren’t intimidated to reach out to him. Or to send him unsolicited dick pics, the perks of leaving his number on the team’s website and some promotional posters.

Magnus bites his lip, deciding to let Alec set the pace, and wraps himself tighter in the black and gold letter jacket on their way out. He doesn’t miss Alec’s appreciative glance and struts forward, looking at the other boy over his shoulder.

“Are you hungry?”

“Yeah,” Alec hesitates. “I know this place you might like…” he trails off.

“Lead the way!”

Magnus keeps close to Alec and their arms brush as they near Taki’s Diner. The restaurant is old-fashioned, with a disgusting layer of grease over the table that Alec hurries to wipe down before letting Magnus take a seat. Red and blue ads stare them down and the menu is handwritten, with a home-made milkshake recipe that makes Magnus smile.

Toffee and vanilla with a popcorn topping sounds perfect.

Alec doesn’t even look at the menu and the manager himself strides up to them with a grin, wrapping an apron around his waist. The man — Luke, his name tag reads — is way too obvious when he gives Magnus a look, deciding whether he approves of Alec’s date or not, but eventually winks at Alec. Luke adjusts the apron and grabs a notepad to take their orders.

“The usual for you, Son?” he asks Alec, who nods. “And for you, young man?”

“I’ll try the home-made milkshake,” Magnus replies graciously.

Luke beams and jots it down, sauntering away to prepare their orders. Magnus takes the opportunity to go around the table and sit down next to Alec. It feels less formal this way, and Alec tenses briefly before coming to the same conclusion and relaxing slightly. His eyes trail down the length of Magnus’ legs under the table when Magnus crosses them.

“What’s your major?” Magnus can’t help but grin when Alec startles.

“Engineering.”

“That’s very vague.”

“Civil Engineering,” Alec explains, and his eyes light up with laughter, “I want to work with architects, design bridges.”

“Well I’m glad, because if you meant electrical engineering I would have left on the spot,” Magnus teases him.

“Do you study electrical engineering?” Alec asks him.

Magnus gasps in fake horror, “No! Chemistry.”

Alec chuckles and Luke comes back with a plate of fries and a soda for Alec. Then, he places a glass overflowing with whipped cream in front of Magnus, who hurries to scoop a mouthful of the popcorn on top before it gets soggy. He sighs in delight at the explosion of flavors on his tongue.

“This is good,” he moans, leaning into Alec.

The basketball player picks at the fries between them, fire spreading on his cheeks and Magnus chuckles. He takes a sip of his milkshake before leaning his head on Alec’s shoulder with a sigh.

“So, a guy came up to me and looked ready to get into a fight with me because of the jacket. Jealous ex, or someone who can’t stand you?”

Alec chokes on a mouthful of soda, “What? Are you alright? Did he hurt you?”

“Just kidding!” Magnus amends, touching Alec’s arm in an attempt to comfort him.

They stare at each other in silence and for a moment Magnus thinks he ruined everything. Then Alec puts his hand on Magnus’ knee, palm warm and surprisingly wide. Alec swallows quickly and locks eyes with Magnus, his thumb rubbing a circle onto Magnus’ naked thigh.

“You don’t have any exes to worry about.”

“Good,” Magnus breathes out, “So I can keep the jacket?”

Alec kisses him. His lips are rough over Magnus’, and the kiss is clumsy as Alec tries to take too much all at once, eager and impatient. Magnus misses him as soon as Alec moves back and chases after the engineering student, sliding a hand in Alec’s hair to take control of the kiss.

The wet slide of their lips is smoother this time, and Alec gasps as Magnus runs his tongue over Alec’s upper lip. The kiss tastes of sugar and a shiver runs down Magnus’ spine in response as he scoots closer, throwing his leg over Alec’s.

Magnus sighs into the kiss when Alec sucks on his bottom lip, careful although his hand slides onto Magnus’ thigh. Magnus doesn’t mind the feeling of calloused hands on his skin, his own fingers curling into Alec’s hair, but Alec catches hold of himself and breaks away again, chest heaving.

“You can keep the jacket.”

*****

Magnus invites Alec to his next bout. They struggle to find time to see each other in person with their fast approaching finals, so it makes sense to have Alec there. The Brooklyn Hellhounds are fairly popular for a roller derby team, and it’s nice to see a familiar face in the crowd too.

It’s not that Magnus doesn’t know the people that come to the bouts, but rather that he tends to avoid some of them. It’s what happens when he receives unsolicited dick pics from supporters. Magnus doesn’t want anything else to do with them.

It’s easy enough to move away from one of the supporters that sent him a dick pic recently (it turned into a cute orange kitten), and Magnus moves along the neon lights around the rink, to the rhythm of upbeat music.

He skates towards Alec with a grin, skidding to a stop in front of the basketball player. Magnus tugs on the hood of Alec’s sweatshirt, grinning, and Alec lays a hand on Magnus’ waist, hesitant.

“Hey,” Alec breathes out.

“Hi.”

Magnus knows he looks different than the last time they saw each other. The High Warlock of Brooklyn, Magnus’ persona, is a sight to behold, from the powerful flick of eyeliner around Magnus’ eyes to the deep crimson lipstick he wears. Magnus’ fishnet tights disappear beneath leather shorts and the plunging neckline of his shirt leaves little to the imagination, if the splatter of glitter on Magnus’ collarbones didn’t attract enough attention to his naked chest.

“I believe this calls for a good luck kiss,” Magnus suggests slyly.

“Are you sure? Your makeup,” Alec asks, frowning.

Magnus nods eagerly, leaning in and Alec chuckles, pecking him carefully on the lips. It’s sweet, in a way, that Alec pays attention to Magnus’ makeup, but it makes Magnus pout. He grabs a handful of the engineering student’s hoodie, bringing him closer.

“I know I don’t need much luck but that was barely a kiss. Do it properly,” he smirks against Alec’s lips.

Alec wraps his arms around Magnus’ waist and sweeps him off his skates this time. Magnus moans into Alec’s mouth, kissing back just as hard, panting by the time they break apart. Alec’s lips have taken a slightly pink tinge, and Magnus sends him one last kiss before rolling off, running his thumb around his mouth to remove any unflattering stains.

The Brooklyn Hellhounds win the bout.

*****

Alec is sweet and has checked in on Magnus everyday, even offering to study together when Magnus lacked the motivation. The basketball player had taken Magnus’ refusal well, both of them very aware that they would get little studying done if they met up.

They text in between studying instead. They chat for a while, avoiding the topic of their finals.

Magnus: I’ve always wanted a cat

Alec: I knew you were a cat person!

Magnus: Are you? ;)

Alec: Guess you’ll have to find out…

Magnus grins, a sappy smile he doesn’t bother to hide. Nobody can see him in his loft anyway and Raphael’s judgmental scowl from the picture on the wall doesn’t feel half as intense as it usually does in real life.

Alec grows more and more confident every time they speak, to Magnus’ delight.

He likes this playful side of Alec and cannot wait to finally meet up for coffee. A proper date is long overdue, although Magnus rather liked their outings so far. He has taken to wearing the letter jacket a lot and his friends have noticed, but none of them asked questions about the last name between Magnus’ shoulder blades.

*****

Naturally, Magnus shows up to Alec’s game next. The sound there is deafening, the arena is so crowded with Shadowhunters supporters that Magnus struggles to see the other team’s supporters. He’s wearing Alec’s jacket and walks down to the court, lingering there and wondering if he’ll get to talk to Alec before the game.

The team runs out to a wave of cheers and Magnus catches sight of Alec’s tall frame, his dark jersey standing out against his pale skin. Alec looks around and beams when he spots Magnus, jogging up to him. Magnus feels like the crowd has disappeared for a moment and slides his hands in the back pockets of his jeans, smiling.

“How do you feel?”

“Good. We trained hard for this game,” Alec replies, stepping closer.

“No need for a good luck kiss then?”

Magnus is teasing, but Alec pecks him on the lips without a warning and grins, stepping away immediately. His teammates are getting ready and Magnus watches Alec go, lips tingling with the ghost of a kiss still.

He has already seen Alec play once, but this is different.

Alec seems galvanized among his teammates and the roar of their supporters only spurs him on. Magnus jumps to his feet every time the shot clock is about to run out, deeply involved in the game, and chants with the rest of the Shadowhunters’ supporters to celebrate their victory.

Alec sprints across the court and climbs up the stairs to grace Magnus with a victorious kiss. He reeks of sweat and his jersey sticks to Magnus’ clothes as Alec holds onto the lapels of the letter jacket to keep Magnus close. Magnus would not change it for anything, even sliding a hand beneath Alec’s black and gold jersey to feel his strong back, wondering if Alec has a six pack.

“So you’re more into celebratory kisses?” Magnus breathes out when they finally part.

“Mostly into you,” Alec blurts out, blushing.

*****

Magnus flops down on his bed with a sigh. Finals are over, now the only thing left to do is wait. He fumbles for his phone and finds Alec’s last message, glossy lips stretching into a grin. It’s time to plan their next date.

Magnus: Can’t wait to see you again

Alec takes a while to reply sometimes, but not today. Magnus settles more comfortably on his bed as he reads the message, trying to think of somewhere to go, or something to do with the engineering student.

Alec: Should we meet up tonight?

Magnus: Definitely! I don’t really want to go out though…

Alec: Why not? You like going out

Magnus: Well, I’d rather keep you to myself

It’s true, Magnus has never been alone with Alec and he wants to know what the basketball player is like when it’s just the two of them. Alec is bound to enjoy it more too, shy like he is, so Magnus is surprised he hasn’t agreed yet.

Alec:: Yeah? What for?

Magnus smirks at that and sits up, snapping a selfie while he’s at it. He wore Alec’s letter jacket once again, with ripped jeans. His hair is messed up from running his hands through it all afternoon and Magnus’ makeup consisted mostly in mascara and eyeliner.

Magnus: You’d get all this just for yourself, plus we could order take out, cuddle and watch a movie together.

Alec takes longer to reply this time, so Magnus busies himself tidying his loft, but jogs back to his bed when he hears the notification of a new message. He smiles at the sight of a text from Alec. Magnus hurries to open it, and promptly drops the phone as soon as his eyes land on a tabby kitten with big blue eyes running in the grass.

This can’t be, not from Alec.

How ironic is this, Magnus muses painfully. He told Alec how much he likes cats and now, Going Catmando turned a very unsolicited, very disappointing dick pic into a kitten. He blames himself almost immediately for expecting Alec to be any different. They kissed on the first date after all, and Alec nearly groped Magnus after winning his basketball game. Magnus should have expected the dick pic sooner or later.

He wipes his eyes angrily when he realizes he’s crying. Magnus is disappointed and it hurts more than getting in a fight, in his opinion, because there is no apologizing for this. Magnus glances at the kitten, quite the cutie this one, and throws his phone to the other side of the bed with a hiccup.

The picture feels like a slap, and Magnus regrets even accepting the letter jacket from Alec when they first met. He should have known, who would bother giving their jacket to a stranger without ulterior motives?

Magnus’ phone lights up with another message, a picture again, and Magnus turns his back on the screen. He doesn’t want any more cat pictures. Maybe he should keep the jacket, just to spite Alec. He could pretend to be a crazy ex and ruin the engineering student’s future relationships. Magnus would probably do them a favor and spare them from unsolicited dick pics.

The messages keep coming and Magnus sits on the bed, wrapping his arms around his knees and hugging his legs close to his chest with an ugly sob. He ruined his makeup already, he thinks, and the messages won’t stop. How long will it take for Alec to understand that there is no point in sending more? Magnus is not interested.

At least they haven’t made plans for a date, Magnus won’t need to look at the kittens to cancel. Maybe it would have felt better to just bail on Alec though, and Magnus’ shoulders shake as he keeps crying.

He should ring Catarina, tell her all about it. They would vent their frustrations together, and maybe Cat would finally go Catmando too.

Eventually, Magnus’ phone goes quiet again. He breathes in deeply and reaches out carefully to pick it up, wiping his eyes with his other hand. It’s covered in black stains, mascara and eyeliner wasted over yet another boy.

Magnus clenches his jaw as he unlocks his phone, ready to block Alec and delete his number, but his eyes inevitably fall to the kittens. It’s always the same one, in various poses and Magnus frowns. In all the time he has been using Going Catmando, he never received the same kitten twice.

There are even familiar looking shoes in one of the pictures.

Magnus scrolls down against his better judgment and startles as Alec’s face comes into view, the kitten nuzzling against the basketball player’s neck. Magnus wonders idly how the kitten got up on Alec’s shoulder, then there is the dawning realization. He sends a message with trembling fingers, and hopes he won’t regret it.

Magnus: Do you have videos?

The reply takes a while, but the video comes in eventually and Magnus plays it a few times, not believing his eyes, or his ears for that matter. Alec rambles happily, scratching the tabby kitten’s ears. They’re outside still, and Alec seems to be sitting cross-legged in the grass. Other cats stroll about and Magnus even catches a meow in the distance.

“I volunteer at an animal shelter — don’t tell anyone — and this little one won’t leave me alone. Isn’t he cute? I called him Church!”

Magnus shifts on his bed. This really wasn’t a dick pic then? He exchanges a few more texts with Alec, tentatively inviting the shy boy to his place, like he suggested earlier.

The animal shelter must be closer than Magnus thought, because Alec shows up at his door before Magnus gets to fix his makeup. Alec’s eyes are blown wide at the sight and he steps inside, cupping Magnus’ face and running his thumbs gently under Magnus’ eyes.

“What happened? Your finals…”

“It’s nothing,” Magnus tries to brush him off.

When he turns to face the mirror, his make-up looks almost alright. Alec removed the ungraceful stains on Magnus’ cheeks and even managed to make some sort of smokey-eye out of Magnus’ ruined eyeliner.

“Isabelle ruined her make-up a lot when she was in high school,” Alec says sheepishly.

Magnus smiles and steps closer to Alec, leaning into him and wrapping his arms around Alec. He breathes in deeply until he feels brave enough to explain what happened and the ridiculous conclusions Magnus came to.

“Have you ever heard of the Going Catmando application?”

“No,” Alec tilts his head, pressing a kiss to Magnus’ hair. “What is it?”

“It turns dick pics into pictures of kittens instead.”

Alec chuckles at first, but stops almost immediately as he realizes what happened. Magnus sighs and goes to move back when Alec tightens his arms around Magnus and they’re left staring into each other’s eyes.

“You thought… oh. I wouldn’t do that,” Alec mumbles.

“I didn’t think you would, so it came as a shock.”

“Poor Church,” Alec mutters.

Magnus lets out a giggle and hides his face in the crook of Alec’s neck, making the other boy laugh too. It’s good to clear things up and Magnus can’t help but think that later down the line, when they know each other better, maybe he won’t mind very solicited dick pics.

Not yet though, and he hugs Alec in the meantime, listening to his heartbeat as they shake with laughter, together.

[myulalie]

Going Catmando

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Magnus trudges along the basketball court, his head bent forward and raindrops sliding down the side of his face. The campus is painted gray by the rain and the cold drops of water feel like weary tears on his cheeks. He fears his makeup is running with it.

Two students are playing basketball on the concrete, the thumps of the ball bouncing back and forth like thunder in the rain as they goad each other on. It’s a comic sight, the tall, dark haired one taunting his smaller, fairer counterpart. They move swiftly around the basketball hoop, shadows among the ever-falling water.

Magnus can’t see their faces through the rain, and doesn’t see the car coming either.

The car flashes by, lifting a wave of mud and water from a blocked road drain. One second to the next, and Magnus is completely drenched, covered in dirty water. He shakes his head, sending drops of too cold, sticky water into the rain and stares in disbelief at the driver’s face, unrecognizable through the windshield. The car disappears around the corner in spite of Magnus’ angry yelling as he runs after it.

“Come back here you-” he pants, and eventually stops running.

Magnus’ feet hurt, his high heels feel uncomfortable even to walk in, and he knows his already sheer shirt is now completely see-through. The blue fabric sticks to his chest, as do his olive pants. Magnus glances at the bold, gold and blue flowers along his legs, disappointed to see his outfit ruined by the rain.

He didn’t bring a coat with him today, for the sake of fashion.

Magnus sighs deeply and rubs his arms and shoulders, trying to warm up as he starts walking again. He’s shivering already and his messenger bag bumps against his hip, all too cheery after what just happened.

“Hey! Wait-” someone calls after him.

Magnus stops, glancing over his shoulder and blinking a few times to try and see the other student better. It’s Tall, Dark and Handsome from earlier, short on breath from intense exercise still. The stranger is hunched over some sort of bundle of leather and wool, keeping it away from the rain.

“You should take this. You’re going to catch a cold otherwise,” the dark haired man offers.

Magnus takes the black and gold letter jacket, grateful. It’s extremely romantic, and he can’t help but smile a little as he glances at the leather bomber. There are a few basketball pins at the front, and apparently the stranger’s name is Alec. Magnus fumbles with the jacket, catching sight of the other boy’s last name before finding the sleeves and putting it on.

“Lightwood?” Magnus reads aloud.

“I’m Alec,” Lightwood introduces himself. “I have three siblings and we’re all into sports so you might see it around a lot...”

Alec trails off, running a hand through his messy curls of damp, brown hair. He looks shy, not quite meeting Magnus’ eyes, nor looking at Magnus’ chest through the wet fabric of the button-up shirt. It makes Magnus smile as he melts into the warmth of the jacket. He steps closer to the other student, sparing a glance at the damp tank top sticking to the strong lines of Alec’s muscular chest.

“I’m Magnus. Thank you.”

He can feel the rain dripping down his forehead, flattening the artfully spiked streaks of purple and blue strands of hair. Magnus doesn’t look his best, he knows, yet Alec’s breath catches in his throat as he smiles back to Magnus.

“Can I… can I get your number? So that you can give the jacket back later?”

Magnus has a feeling Alec is not even hitting on him on purpose.

It’s a nice change of pace from Magnus’ usually quite flirty encounters. He doesn’t mind per se, since he gets a lot of phone numbers and makes new friends this way. Magnus’ closest friends were never interested in flirting with him, however.

Their loss.

He grabs his phone from his bag, wiping water off the screen to send Alec a text. He’s adding a basketball emoji next to Alec’s name when another message comes in, from a guy he doesn’t even remember the face of. Magnus grimaces at the sight of a kitten playing with a blue bow. This is definitely not what the guy meant to send.

“Cute, is that your cat?” Alec asks, peering at the screen.

A nervous laugh breaks through Magnus’ lips and he shakes his head, pocketing the phone. Alec doesn’t press, a curling lock of hair falling in his eyes and Magnus startles when he feels a drop of water fall on his nose. It’s still raining and Magnus is sopping wet.

“Thanks again, I’ll text you when I’m home,” Magnus says, grinning.

Alec nods and Magnus takes a step back, pointing behind his shoulder because he’s not quite ready to turn around yet. Alec watches him with a gentle smile, his eyes shining through the rain, until Magnus finds the strength to look away.

Magnus goes to take off the letter jacket upon getting home, but a glance in the mirror makes him pause. It’s not in the same register as his outfit, but Magnus thinks it might look quite cute with something more laid back. Who would have thought? Magnus nods to himself and lays the jacket out to dry.

He jumps in the shower to warm up, washing his hair while he’s at it and thinks back on his encounter with Alec. The water is running hot and Magnus bites his lip, smiling. He gets out of the bathroom with a cloud of condensation and puts on more comfortable clothes, grabbing his phone as he does so.

Magnus takes one last look at the picture of the cat before blocking the number.

He’s not interested in unsolicited dick pics. Going Catmando is not prominent enough, in Magnus’ opinion. The app turns dick pics into pictures of kittens and he recommends it to every person he knows that might need it. Speaking of which...

Cat: I got a dick pic. Again. As if I didn’t see enough dicks everyday.

Magnus: Darling, how many times do I have to tell you? Go Catmando! That will make one less dick for you to deal with while we change the world for the better and teach guys not to send unsolicited dick pics!

Magnus can almost hear Catarina’s sigh and wishes her good luck with her shift at the hospital. He texts Alec next, asking when they can meet up for Magnus to give the jacket back.

Perhaps he’ll snatch a date as well, Magnus surprises himself wishing. Alec did not strike him as shy, but the bubbles that keep coming up and disappearing as the basketball player types his texts speak of hesitation and thinking over what to write for too long.

Magnus: We could go out for a drink while we’re at it ;)

Alec: Sounds fun.

Magnus giggles, sprawling on his bed to keep talking with Alec. The other boy is playing hard to get, or trying to play it cool at least. Magnus wants nothing more than to slip through the cracks and throw Alec off.

Fairy lights glow warmly along the wall, lighting up familiar faces on the many pictures Magnus stuck there. He glances at the closest, Cat smiles in her scrubs and Ragnor hides behind an ancient looking book.

Magnus: You know what’s fun? Roller skating. Meet you at the rink ;)

He sends the time and place to Alec, rolling on his back with a sigh.

Magnus’ loft is small, with too many books stacked on top of each other and clothes thrown all around. He loves it. He spies a picture of Raphael frowning above his desk, and frowns right back at the young genius. Raphael graduated from high school early and he has the looks as well as the brains. No need to be condescending, Magnus wants to tell him, but this is only a picture and Alec has replied.

Alec: Okay.

Magnus grins.

The roller skating rink is Magnus’ favorite place in town. He loves the retro style, neon tubes, bright lights and music blasting from the loudspeakers like the eighties are coming back to bite the skaters in the ass. Magnus knows quite a lot about that particular feeling, because roller derby gets dirty most of the time.

He meets Alec at the entrance, “Hi!”

“Hey,” Alec replies, his voice rising slightly when he meets Magnus’ eyes.

It’s endearing and Magnus leads the way towards the skates, holding his own pair in his hands already. They’re bright pink with glittery wings on the sides. Alec follows, looking around and Magnus is pretty sure he catches the other boy staring, undoubtedly appreciative of Magnus’ outfit.

Magnus is quite proud of the golden necklaces resting on his dark tank top. He tucked the shirt into his denim shorts, throwing the letter jacket on top. Magnus also catches sight of a smile on Alec’s face before Alec gets a hold of himself. Alec hesitates in front of the shelf containing his size of skates, having obviously no idea of which pair to choose.

“I recommend the purple ones,” Magnus offers helpfully, ready to go.

Alec moves away from a grim pair of black skates with a bashful smile and takes the purple one instead. They’ll go really well with his dark jeans and hoodie, in Magnus’ opinion. Alec sits down to put the skates on and Magnus makes a show of bending to tighten the laces of his own skates. He glances at Alec behind him, winking when he finds Alec staring again.

“Come on, show me what you got,” Magnus teases, darting forward.

He doesn’t go far, and Alec catches up easily, “Do I have to pass some kind of test to get my jacket back?”

“That wouldn’t be fair,” Magnus shrugs. “My team won the last three championships.”

Alec gives him an impressed look and Magnus preens, spinning around to skate backwards and look at the other boy. The rink is pretty empty, so people give them a wide berth as they skate around.

“Your siblings are into sports too?” Magnus asks Alec, knowing this is a topic they can broach.

“Yeah, Isabelle does gymnastics, Jace plays soccer, and Max is a swimmer.”

Magnus straightens with interest, because Alec’s voice is higher when he talks about Max, pride seeping through Alec’s baritone. Magnus doesn’t dare ask about Alec’s brother though, and a moment later Alec speaks up again.

“We’re so proud of him for entering so many competitions and winning.”

Alec smiles brightly and Magnus nods, and inside he feels fuzzy, because Alec’s support for his little brother is heart-warming. Magnus smiles at Alec, trying to express his admiration, and Alec must notice Magnus’ interest, because he speaks over the music playing in the background.

“Max has a severe mobility impairment,” he adds.

They keep skating and the synthesizer goes crazy so Magnus swivels around, moving with the music. Alec is smiling still, so Magnus follows the other boy’s lead and keeps talking without missing a beat.

“Are they younger than you?”

“Yeah. Isabelle and Jace are two years younger than me, and Max is our baby, I’m almost ten years older than him,” Alec replies, grinning.

“You sound close to him though,” Magnus comments, spinning around.

They skate side by side, chatting about Alec’s siblings and Magnus’ roller derby team. Alec is easy to talk to, a good listener, but he needs a little coaxing to talk about himself. Magnus corners him off to the side after a while, grinning when Alec leans back against the fence and simply stares at him when Magnus hovers close.

Magnus is about to press the palm of his hand to Alec’s chest when he changes his mind and reaches out to hold onto the other boy’s waist instead. Magnus tilts his head up for a kiss, but Alec ducks his head, swallowing quickly. Definitely shy, Magnus muses, and moves back.

“What do you say we get out of here?” he asks.

Alec nods and looks disappointed as they go sit down to remove their skates. It’s refreshing, Magnus’ dates don’t usually take their time like this and neither does he. Magnus is a people person, he likes putting himself out there and meeting new people. It’s the reason he’s the co-captain of the Brooklyn Hellhounds.

Magnus is easy to talk to and people aren’t intimidated to reach out to him. Or to send him unsolicited dick pics, the perks of leaving his number on the team’s website and some promotional posters.

Magnus bites his lip, deciding to let Alec set the pace, and wraps himself tighter in the black and gold letter jacket on their way out. He doesn’t miss Alec’s appreciative glance and struts forward, looking at the other boy over his shoulder.

“Are you hungry?”

“Yeah,” Alec hesitates. “I know this place you might like...” he trails off.

“Lead the way!”

Magnus keeps close to Alec and their arms brush as they near Taki’s Diner. The restaurant is old-fashioned, with a disgusting layer of grease over the table that Alec hurries to wipe down before letting Magnus take a seat. Red and blue ads stare them down and the menu is handwritten, with a home-made milkshake recipe that makes Magnus smile.

Toffee and vanilla with a popcorn topping sounds perfect.

Alec doesn’t even look at the menu and the manager himself strides up to them with a grin, wrapping an apron around his waist. The man — Luke, his name tag reads — is way too obvious when he gives Magnus a look, deciding whether he approves of Alec’s date or not, but eventually winks at Alec. Luke adjusts the apron and grabs a notepad to take their orders.

“The usual for you, Son?” he asks Alec, who nods. “And for you, young man?”

“I’ll try the home-made milkshake,” Magnus replies graciously.

Luke beams and jots it down, sauntering away to prepare their orders. Magnus takes the opportunity to go around the table and sit down next to Alec. It feels less formal this way, and Alec tenses briefly before coming to the same conclusion and relaxing slightly. His eyes trail down the length of Magnus’ legs under the table when Magnus crosses them.

“What’s your major?” Magnus can’t help but grin when Alec startles.

“Engineering.”

“That’s very vague.”

“Civil Engineering,” Alec explains, and his eyes light up with laughter, “I want to work with architects, design bridges.”

“Well I’m glad, because if you meant electrical engineering I would have left on the spot,” Magnus teases him.

“Do you study electrical engineering?” Alec asks him.

Magnus gasps in fake horror, “No! Chemistry.”

Alec chuckles and Luke comes back with a plate of fries and a soda for Alec. Then, he places a glass overflowing with whipped cream in front of Magnus, who hurries to scoop a mouthful of the popcorn on top before it gets soggy. He sighs in delight at the explosion of flavors on his tongue.

“This is good,” he moans, leaning into Alec.

The basketball player picks at the fries between them, fire spreading on his cheeks and Magnus chuckles. He takes a sip of his milkshake before leaning his head on Alec’s shoulder with a sigh.

“So, a guy came up to me and looked ready to get into a fight with me because of the jacket. Jealous ex, or someone who can’t stand you?”

Alec chokes on a mouthful of soda, “What? Are you alright? Did he hurt you?”

“Just kidding!” Magnus amends, touching Alec’s arm in an attempt to comfort him.

They stare at each other in silence and for a moment Magnus thinks he ruined everything. Then Alec puts his hand on Magnus’ knee, palm warm and surprisingly wide. Alec swallows quickly and locks eyes with Magnus, his thumb rubbing a circle onto Magnus’ naked thigh.

“You don’t have any exes to worry about.”

“Good,” Magnus breathes out, “So I can keep the jacket?”

Alec kisses him. His lips are rough over Magnus’, and the kiss is clumsy as Alec tries to take too much all at once, eager and impatient. Magnus misses him as soon as Alec moves back and chases after the engineering student, sliding a hand in Alec’s hair to take control of the kiss.

The wet slide of their lips is smoother this time, and Alec gasps as Magnus runs his tongue over Alec’s upper lip. The kiss tastes of sugar and a shiver runs down Magnus’ spine in response as he scoots closer, throwing his leg over Alec’s.

Magnus sighs into the kiss when Alec sucks on his bottom lip, careful although his hand slides onto Magnus’ thigh. Magnus doesn’t mind the feeling of calloused hands on his skin, his own fingers curling into Alec’s hair, but Alec catches hold of himself and breaks away again, chest heaving.

“You can keep the jacket.”

Magnus invites Alec to his next bout. They struggle to find time to see each other in person with their fast approaching finals, so it makes sense to have Alec there. The Brooklyn Hellhounds are fairly popular for a roller derby team, and it’s nice to see a familiar face in the crowd too.

It’s not that Magnus doesn’t know the people that come to the bouts, but rather that he tends to avoid some of them. It’s what happens when he receives unsolicited dick pics from supporters. Magnus doesn’t want anything else to do with them.

It’s easy enough to move away from one of the supporters that sent him a dick pic recently (it turned into a cute orange kitten), and Magnus moves along the neon lights around the rink, to the rhythm of upbeat music.

He skates towards Alec with a grin, skidding to a stop in front of the basketball player. Magnus tugs on the hood of Alec’s sweatshirt, grinning, and Alec lays a hand on Magnus’ waist, hesitant.

“Hey,” Alec breathes out.

“Hi.”

Magnus knows he looks different than the last time they saw each other. The High Warlock of Brooklyn, Magnus’ persona, is a sight to behold, from the powerful flick of eyeliner around Magnus’ eyes to the deep crimson lipstick he wears. Magnus’ fishnet tights disappear beneath leather shorts and the plunging neckline of his shirt leaves little to the imagination, if the splatter of glitter on Magnus’ collarbones didn’t attract enough attention to his naked chest.

“I believe this calls for a good luck kiss,” Magnus suggests slyly.

“Are you sure? Your makeup,” Alec asks, frowning.

Magnus nods eagerly, leaning in and Alec chuckles, pecking him carefully on the lips. It’s sweet, in a way, that Alec pays attention to Magnus’ makeup, but it makes Magnus pout. He grabs a handful of the engineering student’s hoodie, bringing him closer.

“I know I don’t need much luck but that was barely a kiss. Do it properly,” he smirks against Alec’s lips.

Alec wraps his arms around Magnus’ waist and sweeps him off his skates this time. Magnus moans into Alec’s mouth, kissing back just as hard, panting by the time they break apart. Alec’s lips have taken a slightly pink tinge, and Magnus sends him one last kiss before rolling off, running his thumb around his mouth to remove any unflattering stains.

The Brooklyn Hellhounds win the bout.

Alec is sweet and has checked in on Magnus everyday, even offering to study together when Magnus lacked the motivation. The basketball player had taken Magnus’ refusal well, both of them very aware that they would get little studying done if they met up.

They text in between studying instead. They chat for a while, avoiding the topic of their finals.

Magnus: I’ve always wanted a cat

Alec: I knew you were a cat person!

Magnus: Are you? ;)

Alec: Guess you’ll have to find out...

Magnus grins, a sappy smile he doesn’t bother to hide. Nobody can see him in his loft anyway and Raphael’s judgmental scowl from the picture on the wall doesn’t feel half as intense as it usually does in real life.

Alec grows more and more confident every time they speak, to Magnus’ delight.

He likes this playful side of Alec and cannot wait to finally meet up for coffee. A proper date is long overdue, although Magnus rather liked their outings so far. He has taken to wearing the letter jacket a lot and his friends have noticed, but none of them asked questions about the last name between Magnus’ shoulder blades.

Naturally, Magnus shows up to Alec’s game next. The sound there is deafening, the arena is so crowded with Shadowhunters supporters that Magnus struggles to see the other team’s supporters. He’s wearing Alec’s jacket and walks down to the court, lingering there and wondering if he’ll get to talk to Alec before the game.

The team runs out to a wave of cheers and Magnus catches sight of Alec’s tall frame, his dark jersey standing out against his pale skin. Alec looks around and beams when he spots Magnus, jogging up to him. Magnus feels like the crowd has disappeared for a moment and slides his hands in the back pockets of his jeans, smiling.

“How do you feel?”

“Good. We trained hard for this game,” Alec replies, stepping closer.

“No need for a good luck kiss then?”

Magnus is teasing, but Alec pecks him on the lips without a warning and grins, stepping away immediately. His teammates are getting ready and Magnus watches Alec go, lips tingling with the ghost of a kiss still.

He has already seen Alec play once, but this is different.

Alec seems galvanized among his teammates and the roar of their supporters only spurs him on. Magnus jumps to his feet every time the shot clock is about to run out, deeply involved in the game, and chants with the rest of the Shadowhunters’ supporters to celebrate their victory.

Alec sprints across the court and climbs up the stairs to grace Magnus with a victorious kiss. He reeks of sweat and his jersey sticks to Magnus’ clothes as Alec holds onto the lapels of the letter jacket to keep Magnus close. Magnus would not change it for anything, even sliding a hand beneath Alec’s black and gold jersey to feel his strong back, wondering if Alec has a six pack.

“So you’re more into celebratory kisses?” Magnus breathes out when they finally part.

“Mostly into you,” Alec blurts out, blushing.

Magnus flops down on his bed with a sigh. Finals are over, now the only thing left to do is wait. He fumbles for his phone and finds Alec’s last message, glossy lips stretching into a grin. It’s time to plan their next date.

Magnus: Can’t wait to see you again

Alec takes a while to reply sometimes, but not today. Magnus settles more comfortably on his bed as he reads the message, trying to think of somewhere to go, or something to do with the engineering student.

Alec: Should we meet up tonight?

Magnus: Definitely! I don’t really want to go out though...

Alec: Why not? You like going out

Magnus: Well, I’d rather keep you to myself

It’s true, Magnus has never been alone with Alec and he wants to know what the basketball player is like when it’s just the two of them. Alec is bound to enjoy it more too, shy like he is, so Magnus is surprised he hasn’t agreed yet.

Alec:: Yeah? What for?

Magnus smirks at that and sits up, snapping a selfie while he’s at it. He wore Alec’s letter jacket once again, with ripped jeans. His hair is messed up from running his hands through it all afternoon and Magnus’ makeup consisted mostly in mascara and eyeliner.

Magnus: You’d get all this just for yourself, plus we could order take out, cuddle and watch a movie together.

Alec takes longer to reply this time, so Magnus busies himself tidying his loft, but jogs back to his bed when he hears the notification of a new message. He smiles at the sight of a text from Alec. Magnus hurries to open it, and promptly drops the phone as soon as his eyes land on a tabby kitten with big blue eyes running in the grass.

This can’t be, not from Alec.

How ironic is this, Magnus muses painfully. He told Alec how much he likes cats and now, Going Catmando turned a very unsolicited, very disappointing dick pic into a kitten. He blames himself almost immediately for expecting Alec to be any different. They kissed on the first date after all, and Alec nearly groped Magnus after winning his basketball game. Magnus should have expected the dick pic sooner or later.

He wipes his eyes angrily when he realizes he’s crying. Magnus is disappointed and it hurts more than getting in a fight, in his opinion, because there is no apologizing for this. Magnus glances at the kitten, quite the cutie this one, and throws his phone to the other side of the bed with a hiccup.

The picture feels like a slap, and Magnus regrets even accepting the letter jacket from Alec when they first met. He should have known, who would bother giving their jacket to a stranger without ulterior motives?

Magnus’ phone lights up with another message, a picture again, and Magnus turns his back on the screen. He doesn’t want any more cat pictures. Maybe he should keep the jacket, just to spite Alec. He could pretend to be a crazy ex and ruin the engineering student’s future relationships. Magnus would probably do them a favor and spare them from unsolicited dick pics.

The messages keep coming and Magnus sits on the bed, wrapping his arms around his knees and hugging his legs close to his chest with an ugly sob. He ruined his makeup already, he thinks, and the messages won’t stop. How long will it take for Alec to understand that there is no point in sending more? Magnus is not interested.

At least they haven’t made plans for a date, Magnus won’t need to look at the kittens to cancel. Maybe it would have felt better to just bail on Alec though, and Magnus’ shoulders shake as he keeps crying.

He should ring Catarina, tell her all about it. They would vent their frustrations together, and maybe Cat would finally go Catmando too.

Eventually, Magnus’ phone goes quiet again. He breathes in deeply and reaches out carefully to pick it up, wiping his eyes with his other hand. It’s covered in black stains, mascara and eyeliner wasted over yet another boy.

Magnus clenches his jaw as he unlocks his phone, ready to block Alec and delete his number, but his eyes inevitably fall to the kittens. It’s always the same one, in various poses and Magnus frowns. In all the time he has been using Going Catmando, he never received the same kitten twice.

There are even familiar looking shoes in one of the pictures.

Magnus scrolls down against his better judgment and startles as Alec’s face comes into view, the kitten nuzzling against the basketball player’s neck. Magnus wonders idly how the kitten got up on Alec’s shoulder, then there is the dawning realization. He sends a message with trembling fingers, and hopes he won’t regret it.

Magnus: Do you have videos?

The reply takes a while, but the video comes in eventually and Magnus plays it a few times, not believing his eyes, or his ears for that matter. Alec rambles happily, scratching the tabby kitten’s ears. They’re outside still, and Alec seems to be sitting cross-legged in the grass. Other cats stroll about and Magnus even catches a meow in the distance.

“I volunteer at an animal shelter — don’t tell anyone — and this little one won’t leave me alone. Isn’t he cute? I called him Church!”

Magnus shifts on his bed. This really wasn’t a dick pic then? He exchanges a few more texts with Alec, tentatively inviting the shy boy to his place, like he suggested earlier.

The animal shelter must be closer than Magnus thought, because Alec shows up at his door before Magnus gets to fix his makeup. Alec’s eyes are blown wide at the sight and he steps inside, cupping Magnus’ face and running his thumbs gently under Magnus’ eyes.

“What happened? Your finals...”

“It’s nothing,” Magnus tries to brush him off.

When he turns to face the mirror, his make-up looks almost alright. Alec removed the ungraceful stains on Magnus’ cheeks and even managed to make some sort of smokey-eye out of Magnus’ ruined eyeliner.

“Isabelle ruined her make-up a lot when she was in high school,” Alec says sheepishly.

Magnus smiles and steps closer to Alec, leaning into him and wrapping his arms around Alec. He breathes in deeply until he feels brave enough to explain what happened and the ridiculous conclusions Magnus came to.

“Have you ever heard of the Going Catmando application?”

“No,” Alec tilts his head, pressing a kiss to Magnus’ hair. “What is it?”

“It turns dick pics into pictures of kittens instead.”

Alec chuckles at first, but stops almost immediately as he realizes what happened. Magnus sighs and goes to move back when Alec tightens his arms around Magnus and they’re left staring into each other’s eyes.

“You thought… oh. I wouldn’t do that,” Alec mumbles.

“I didn’t think you would, so it came as a shock.”

“Poor Church,” Alec mutters.

Magnus lets out a giggle and hides his face in the crook of Alec’s neck, making the other boy laugh too. It’s good to clear things up and Magnus can’t help but think that later down the line, when they know each other better, maybe he won’t mind very solicited dick pics.

Not yet though, and he hugs Alec in the meantime, listening to his heartbeat as they shake with laughter, together.

[festfashions]

5 Festival/Rave Inspired Things to Do at Home

If you’re like me, you’re either finishing your semester at home, or working from home because of COVID-19 precautions. While the last two weeks were pretty rough to see event after event (through May) be cancelled, it’s important to realize that there’s still a lot we can do at home to feel inspired and creative.

So I wanted to share a list I came up with of 5 things you can do at home that are inspired by our scene. Things to keep you connected to others and things to keep you excited for events once they come back!

It’s not about working out and getting in shape, it’s about moving your body and feeling good! One of the best parts about festivals and raves is dancing the night away! Send all your friends a calendar invite for a dance party! Facetime everyone in and blast a favorite song and just laugh at how silly the whole thing can be.

I have a friend who is a workout instructor and she had to cancel her classes for the unforeseen future. I suggested that during this time perhaps she does some classes live via Instagram. We did the first one Saturday AM and it was SO much fun! She has great energy, and it was cool to see people on the live stream together doing the workout and commenting along! Her instagram is @SydneyBenner if you care to join for the next one! She’s doing a 7am PST Wednesday 30 min class and a 10am PST Saturday hour class for us. Besides Sydney having great energy, her class is a mix of workout and dancing, so it’s a great energy booster, and really something that I think the ravers/festivalists can have fun with!

I also am a HUGE fan of the FItOn app. It’s a free app with tons of workouts in it. They vary in level, and class style. You can also virtually join friends in classes on this too, so it also has a sense of community! If you want to join my group on FitOn, use this link to download the app! If you join me, I encourage you to post a pic after each workout like I do! It’s a fun way to connect!

Break out that box, section of your closet, drawer, wherever you’re storing all you rave and festival clothes and dump them all in a pile. It’s time to organize.

Some of us (me) hoard a ton of clothes. Some of the pieces are sentimental, some pieces are ones you wear over and over again, and some just float to the bottom of the pile and deserve a second life. Now is the time to clean out the clutter and feel good about your wardrobe when it’s time to get back into festival season!

Once you’ve dumped it all into a pile, I’d suggest doing a few things. First, pick out items you’re over that you’ve worn (or not) and sell them to someone so that they have a second life! I use Poshmark, and I suggest selling that way too. It’s the most secure, sends you a label you just have to print out, you can use any box, and you don’t have to meet anyone in person, you’re guaranteed to get paid etc, etc. Use my link to sign up and enter my code FESTIVALFASHION to get $5 to spend on your first order (right now it’s actually $10 which is an amazing deal…). Plus, I’ll make a post for all FestFashionistas to comment on so that we can all follow each other’s closets and share all our amazing pieces for sale.

The second idea once you have everything out is to plan some outfits! Find ways to mix your rave or festival pieces into everyday looks! We might be able to head outside to brunches and lunches before festivals and raves are back on, so why not have some looks prepped with some festival flair! Make a cute Mary Kate & Ashley dressing room montage for your Instagram! Tag me in your posts and I’ll share my favorites on my story! Use the hashtag #FestFashionsEveryday

You’re like wait, didn’t you just say get up and move? Yes I did, these are two totally different things! I wear contacts and at minimum mascara every day to work. This means my eyelashes, skin and eyes are exhausted! Let your body rebuild in this time at home!

Wear your glasses when working from home so that your eyes can rest. Staring at computer screens is definitely damaging, and contacts typically dry eyes out more than usual. Having a week off, or even a few days will give them long deserved rest!

If you wear make up every day, take a break from wearing it and let your body relax! Keep your pores open and your eyelashes clean! Do some masks at home and let your skin do the rest. Don’t forget to let your hair rebuild too! If you’re just staying in, swap the blow dryer out of your routine and the curling iron or hair straightener. Do some hair masks even. Basically, let your body rebuild itself! In a few months we’ll be back to our wild looks!

Ah, the long forgotten art of Snail Mail! Why scroll Instagram all day when you could write a wonderful note to a friend to brighten their day! Perhaps include a fun drawing, friendship bracelet or photo. 

One of the things that I love about festivals/raves is the community, and connecting. So take this opportunity to connect with your friends and family in a fun way for both of you.

Add some fun festival/rave vibes by recounting one of your favorite event memories in the letter, and let them know how you can’t wait for the next one. Send photos you took too! Use an at home printer, or a digital one to have images mailed to you! You’d be surprised at how cheap it can be to print photos, and how much it means to have them on hand!

Our community is all about being unique. And while we love to follow style trends, we also love to stand out. Sewing is an important skill to learn to take your outfit from one level, to the next! If you’ve added details yourself to your look, you’re guaranteed to be unique!

I’ve done a few DIY tutorials in the past, so I’d suggest checking those out, and then practicing some sewing on your own! Especially since you’ll also be clearing out your closet, you might find some pieces that just need a little sprucing up before they can be worn again!

Here’s some of my articles from the past for Inspo:

DIY: Embellished Fishnet Tights

DIY: Customize Your Rave Bottoms

DIY: Take Your Keyhole Halter Top to the Next Level

DIY: Distressed Denim

DIY: Frayed Denim Shorts

Tag me in all the fun you’re having at home, and I’ll share you on my stories! Don’t forget to also join my new Facebook group, FestFashionistas where I’d love to see you post what you’re doing as well! I’m really hoping that can become a place for community and discussions!

I’ll also have some more fun surprises to keep us entertained during the weeks, so stay tuned!

[she-is-tim]

Neighbours pt 2

Lucas is a young, exhausted musician who just tries to relax, while Eliott is the overexcited, dubstep loving artist who lives next door.

Aka Lucas confronts his annoying neighbour who turns out to be gorgeous

WARNING slight angst is incoming!

Previous chapter here

Sunday 9:35

Eliott was struggling in bed, he already kicked the blanket off of himself hours ago. It wasn’t the usual struggling though, he just couldn’t sleep much since his adorable and kind neighbour spent hours at his place yesterday. His couch still had some of his sweet smell on it, that nearly drove him crazy. He grabbed his phone and looked through instagram just to forget about it for now. 

He scrolled through some nice and funny posts when something came to his mind, he decided to search for Lucas on there. Not like he wanted to stalk him, but he was really curious. It took him a while to find the profile, but there was him. Lucas der Deutscher. Eliott chuckled and looked through his posts, being really careful not to like any of them. There were some silly pictures of Lucas, pics of nice food, snacks, a theatre, but there was a lot of picture with this guy. He was tall, black, handsome, wearing a leather jacket. Basically every third post was about him which really bothered Eliott. He threw his phone on the pillows and sighed.

An hour later he crawled out of the bed, walking to the bathroom. He brushed his teeth, washed his face and decided to shave too. He looked horrible, the bags under his eyes started to make him look like his spirit animal. 

After he was done, he put on some clothes, light grey jeans and a black shirt with an unzipped hoodie. He wasn’t really fan of flashy, colorful clothing, he liked his dark shirts and jackets. It was fitting his personality.

He walked to the living room, looking at the couch. He remembered how beautiful Lucas looked as he sat there, smoking with him, telling silly stories. His heart was beating faster as he looked at the wall, the barricade that separated him from that gorgeous being. He wanted to just grab a sledgehammer and destroy it, so he could see Lucas everyday. He shook his head. Stop it!

Lucas woke up early, making coffee and a light breakfast for himself. He was sitting in the kitchen, his laptop in front of him, watching a show on Netflix as he ate. His mornings were usually like this, but now he barely could concentrate on what was going on on the screen. His thoughts were circling around Eliott since last night. The way he smiled, the  way he blew a smoke ring like it was an ordinary thing to do. Everything about him was so thrilling, exciting for Lucas. He hasn’t really been in a relationship since he realized that he’s gay. He had two girlfriends before Sara and Chloé. Both of them were clingy and Lucas was just scared to accept his sexuality, so he went with the moment. Thank god he managed to escape that web of lies.

His phone started buzzing, so he paused the show, he didn’t even realize that it was still going and checked his phone. It was a text from Yann, his best friend. Lucas smiled.

From Yann: Morning dude! How’s it going? 

To Yann: G’morning! I have shit to tell, wanna have a video chat? 

From Yann:  Give me 10 minutes

To Yann:  You got it!

He finished his breakfast, drank his coffee and put the plate and mug in the sink, he will wash them later. He then sat back to the table, waiting for Yann’s call. It took him a bit more than 10 minutes, but finally he recieved a video call which he immediately answered. His best friend smiled at him brightly, tho he still looked a bit sleepy, he must have just wake up. Lucas was really grateful to have a friend like him. 

“Hey there! What’s up, Lulu?” Yann asked with his usual enthusiasm. He was always caring and kind with Lucas, except when they were teasing each other. 

“I’m doing okay, I have some news.” he said with a big smile. He had to tell somebody about Eliott, because otherwise he would convince himself that it was just a dream, nothing else.

“I’m all ears.” 

“I met a really hot guy yesterday. But like really, really hot.” he started. “He is tall, handsome, an artist and he has the most beautiful smile.” he said excitedly.

“Where did you meet him? At the coffee shop?” he asked curiously. Lucas used to talk about hot guys that came and go at his workplace from time to time. 

“No, dude, listen. He is my fucking neighbour!” he said seriously. Yann was surprised, he didn’t remember ever seeing Lucas’ neighbour, while he was basically visiting his friend every week at least once. 

“Your neighbour? I thought your neighbour is some kind of sick old lady who never leaves the building.” he said surprised. 

“And I thought it’s some stupid punk asshole.” he shrugged. “I tried to play the piano yesterday when he started to blast dubstep so loud my head started to hurt from it. So I went out, banging on his door, ready to yell at his stupid face, then I just couldn’t talk. He was so fucking gorgeous.” he explained, shivering a little as he remembered how it struck him seeing Eliott for the first time.

Yann chuckled and leaned closer to the camera. “Is my Lulu having a crush?” he asked a bit teasingly. Lucas blushed now and looked away. “Yes, he does! Lulu has a crush! Lulu has a cruuuush!” Yann was basically singing on the other side of the call. 

“Stop it, I don’t have a crush.” he said, but he could hear how that wasn’t true. He sighed and leant back on his chair. “Maybe I have a crush on him.” he admitted. 

“Okay, so is there any plan? I mean you wanna ask him out? Is he into guys too?” he asked, honestly being interested in his best friends now existing love life. 

“I don’t know... I mean, he invited me into his place.” he mumbled and then told Yann shortly what happened yesterday. His friend listened carefully, sometimes nodding or making a noise to let him know he’s still listening. “So yeah, he’s coming over today.” he finished it, looking at Yann now. 

“Woah, that’s a lot to process, bro.” he said honestly. “But if you ask me, I think you should go with it. I mean he clearly seems to be into you and not just wanna be friends. And I am sure he will fall for you hard after you play the piano.” he added with a wide smirk, Lucas felt relieved and smiled back. 

“What would I do without you?” 

“Probably sleep under a bridge somewhere in Paris.” he smirked. “But I got your back, bro. Just let me now how the date went, okay?” 

“It’s not a date.” he mumbled.

“Of course it’s a date. See ya later.” he said giggling and ended the call.

Lucas spent the rest of his morning cleaning and making sure Eliott won’t feel like he’s coming to a messed up musicians place. He picked up the music sheets from the floor, put away the laundry, organized his books on the shelf at least three times. He was super nervous, he couldn’t even eat lunch, so he was just standing in front of his opened wardrobe, trying to find the perfect outfit. He usually wore sweatpants and a loose shirt, but he had to impress his visitor. Yesterday was so sudden he didn’t even think of that Eliott saw his stupid grey sweatpants that had black violin keys all over it. So embarrassing. 

He decided to put on nice, sky blue jeans and a dark red shirt. He tried to fix his hair to not look like he just got out of bed. It was almost 13:00 and he just got more nervous by each minute, looking at the clock on the living room wall as he walked around his coffee table. Sometimes he glanced at his piano too, then his couch that was just behind his instrument. Eliott is going to sit there, watching him play the piano. He suddenly remembered that his guest might wanna smoke, so he looked for an old ashtray he had only because Arthur and Basile used to some at his place when they had a gathering here. He put it on the coffee table and looked at the door now. He can come at any second. 

Sunday 12:34

Eliott was circling around in his living room, holding a joint in his hands. He couldn’t stop thinking about Lucas and that he’s about to see him in a few minutes. He felt anxious, he couldn’t breathe properly which wasn’t a good sign. Probably the lack of sleep, the booze and weed from yesterday didn’t help him to feel better today. He sat down on the couch, leaning back, trying to normalize his breathing just as his therapist taught him. He put the joint behind his ear and grabbed his phone.

His hands were shaking so badly, he needed a few tries to type and send a message. He couldn’t let Lucas see him in this condition, what would he think of him? That couldn’t happen. It broke his heart that he can’t watch him play the piano.

To Lucille: I need you. Come over, please.

He threw the phone away, because he hated the fact, that he had to contact her again. It was inevitable, she was the only one who could handle his anxiety attacks and his depression. He needed her, even though he wanted someone else. He could never want Lucas to see this side of him, this weak, vulnerable Eliott who was wheezing on his couch, grabbing his shirt like it helps him not to fall into the pit of darkness.

“C’mon, Lucille.” he mumbled into the silence of his living room. 

Sunday 13:25

Lucas was a bit worried, Eliott seemed excited yesterday to come over, but he wasn’t showing up. He decided to go and check on him, just to see if he’s okay. His chest hurt because he was truly worried about the tall boy. He exited his apartment and in that exact moment he saw a beautiful, brunette girl standing on the hallway, giving a kiss to Eliott before walking into his apartment with him. 

Lucas felt betrayed and heartbroken, even though he only spent a couple hours with his neighbour, he felt like they had something, some connection that was special. But he was wrong. Eliott never really wanted anything from him, he was just a flirty person in general. Lucas felt so stupid, he should never had such high expectations from this, life has never been kind to him when it came to love. He was destined to be single. 

He sat down to the piano, taking a deep breath. He started to play Debussy’s Claire de lune. He let the soft music to fill his living room, gently moving his torso to the tunes, closing his eyes as he played. He wanted to forget Eliott, forget the world and just live for the music that was always his way to escape reality. Life sucks.

[nikatyler]

Oh hey, long time no replies. And these are the first ones of this year. I have a hard time replying now. It’s not like I don’t have time - I’m doing okay, actually. I mean, I wouldn’t complain if there was less homework, but still. Free time exists. It’s just that I can’t bring myself to replying to either comments or messages...I replied to asks quite quickly though, which is something unusual for me. Usually that’s where I’m slowest. I don’t know, is this another weird anxiety thing? Like I know I can reply, but I just...don’t?

Anyway...let’s get that done now I guess. There’s a lot of these, apologies if something got lost. Maybe it’s my fault, maybe it’s not, all I know is that sometimes my activity feed doesn’t show me everything.

unstablesims replied to your photoset “Vlad the fashion icon strikes again.”

he's rocking that goth TM look lmao

I mean yeah.

unstablesims replied to your photoset “This brings back memories. Maybe he’s not evil, he just wants some...”

he's vv nice to his friends..... the problem is becoming his friend ��

I was going to reply with “if this ain’t me” but...actually once I get comfortable around people, irl especially, I’m awful to them D: (I can quite easily turn into the sarcastic asshole friend and no one believes me until I unleash it lmao) But anyway yeah I kinda can see Vlad to be that way, now that you mention it

#JusticeForVlad2k19

justkeeponsimming replied to your photo “End of the Year Tag 2 This time I was tagged by @justkeeponsimming....”

Ronnieeee!!! Your sims are SO gorgeous! Love love love this!

Aaaaah thank you so much! ♥

dandylion240 replied to your photo “I tweeted this last night but I want to share it here as well because...”

When Ross and Caleb finally got together. I'm still hoping Caleb changes his mind and turns Ross.

If I had replied to this a week earlier, I could’ve used my favourite eye emoji. Oh well. Yeah, it’s good he changed his mind, isn’t it? :D I couldn’t stand the idea of separating them.

jackssims replied to your photo “I tweeted this last night but I want to share it here as well because...”

The birth of Miracle! Caleb, Ross, and Sunset! The high school story and when Miracle and Adam got together as well!

ghkjahfljhk lately (I mean for the past few months) I’ve been really disliking Miracle and Adam’s storyline but for some reason when people mention it, they always say they liked it, so I guess I didn’t do that bad of a job? 

Same with the good old Zoey storyline. Everyone who has ever talked to me about it said they liked it and thought it was interesting, but I’m over here like “gjkfjgfjhg don’t mention that mess to me ever again”.

melien replied to your photoset “Sunset spent the New Year’s Eve by playing sims. This is very...”

I'M LITERALLY DOING THIS RIGHT NOW

I feel personally attacked

It’s fine, we’ve all been there :D

I think I played sims too this year. Well, first we played some board games with my parents, then there was midnight, I cried, went to see the fireworks (while finishing a bottle of wine but I swear I wasn’t drunk)...oooh and then I watched a stream and edited my sims screenshots! Okay so I didn’t actually play but I edited the pics and like...these are still fun new year’s eve plans, am I right?

melien replied to your photoset “Dawn came over and the two spent hours talking about space.”

I love their outfits! Totally would wear something like this

I like Sunset’s style especially. Well, sometimes she wears clothes I wouldn’t, but for most of the time, it’s just comfy fun stuff I wish I had. Especially considering my dark phase is over and colours are slowly coming back to my closet :D

melien replied to your post “I have some random sims I could share. Anyone interested?”

Ohhhh... on one hand I'd always want sims from you but on the other hand I fear I won't do them justice because idk where to use them rn. Dilemma

pls ask

I’m always down for creating sims for mutuals and friends (I just never talk about it), so just let me know when you want one. Also, I’m sure you would do them justice. I’m really not afraid you would fail there. You know I love everything you do, so... :D

melien replied to your photoset “This guy ♥”

Ending 2018 on a high note

The best note possible

simtress replied to your photoset “Caleb: Isn’t it sad that there are so many ways a vampire can live a...”

i love the name caleb...♥

Me too! I’ve liked it since the first time I had seen it in an English textbook years ago.

dandylion240  replied to your photoset “Oh god please tell me I didn’t accidentally have risky woohoo on or...”

It'd be fun to see what their kid would look like.

I agree and I’m surprised I’ve never played with their genetics. smh ron

cafeheart replied to your photo

okay he's hot but this also makes me uncomfy for some reason asfdlkjaj put him back

jackssims replied to your photo

I agree he’s got a hot vibe going, but this just feels wrong tbajfnakcn

It is kinda weird, I’ll admit that (but “reimagining” him was fun). It’s like...taking away Caleb Vatore’s weird emo hair. I admit I’ve done that once but it was just to mock myself anyway. I wouldn’t do it “for real”. Emo hair must stay. Yes it’s dumb, but also, it’s iconic. we stan dumb hair

I’d say this is something similar. I don’t want to say anything about Ross is iconic, but...you get my point, right?

jackssims replied to your photoset “Ross: “Okay, I don’t like this. I have a theory.” Caleb: “I know what...”

👀

The funny thing here is, when I was writing this dialogue, I had no idea what was going to happen later.

jackssims replied to your photoset “Caleb: “I don’t…I don’t ever want this to end.” Ross: “You’re the only...”

Way to dodge that, Caleb

Oh yeah. He’s good at that

unstablesims replied to your photoset “Sunset: I know I said I’d work out today but I really don’t want to…oh...”

mood

An everyday one

alfalfalegacy replied to your photo “Sim Download: Cara Meadows she/her, bisexual Another one. I imagine...”

ahh she's cute! might have to nab her for my private save ;)

Yay, I’m so happy to hear that! :D

jackssims replied to your photoset “Everything about this picture is a big mood. You may tag yourself now.”

Tbh I’m both Caleb and Sunset

Relatable

tiny-tany-thaanos replied to your photoset “Valentine: “Relationships and love aren’t really for me, but attending...”

Ironically her name is ValentineXD

Yup. Exactly. I bet it must be annoying for a person who couldn’t care less about getting into a relationship.

myopiccc replied to your photoset “Sunset wasn’t born to follow the crowd.”

Seriously!?!? I would never know THEY can use an umbrellas clever way! LOL

Lol they sometimes open it inside. Doesn’t seem clever to me :D But yeah, I didn’t expect them to sit down like this.

solarmoodlet replied to your photo “Sim Download: Enric Noel he/him, gay Sometimes a miracle happens and I...”

hes so cute. added him to my save. Tyvm!

Ahhh thank youuu!

tiny-tany-thaanos replied to your post “Simblr 2019 Goals”

I join you with the last point�� I kinda defeated social anxiety irl but the online anxiety stays. And they say shy people can communicate better online!

melien replied to your post “Simblr 2019 Goals”

I third the online anxiety, glad to know I'm not alone

I wish I could say I defeated it irl as well...things got better (mainly because I just had to get used to it and grow a thicker skin) but I’m still an anxious trainwreck 99 % of the time :D It’s the same online. 

Also, instead of actually starting a conversation with people, I’m always like “oh you know, if you feel like talking to me, just send me a message, I don’t bite” but the problem is I know there’s a lot of us like that here and I’m not the only one with this fear of communication so maybe I should be the one to find the courage once

Wow that didn’t make sense but I think that only proves my point that I’m an anxious trainwreck :D

penelope-and-wonders replied to your photoset “You can put the umbrellas away, guys.”

What fun would that be? ��

Oh right, I can’t have a normal wedding :D It’s a universal rule that I should finally accept. Something would be wrong if everything went right for once.

tiny-tany-thaanos replied to your photo “Sim Download: Leigh Smith she/her, pansexual A long long time ago I...”

Omg, I looove her! ❤️❤️

Thank youuu ♥

green-productivitea replied to your photoset “Sunset: “What can I say? Freaking finally. Took you long enough to...”

The fact that she call him dad :O

Yep, she did. I love the relationship these two have.

yamekamerainbows27 replied to your photoset “Sunset: “You’re the woman that said she didn’t want a child, and you...”

Damn Sunset! You tell her girl ��

melien replied to your photoset “Sunset: “You’re the woman that said she didn’t want a child, and you...”

Go Sunset!

That’s what she deserves

sparkiemonkey replied to your photoset “I mean, Sunset was right. Dawn is adorable.”

she is totally adorable

Up until now I was always saying that this legacy has some Good Genes, now with Dawn it will be more like Cute Genes.

unstablesims replied to your photoset “Marcella: “What are you two doing?” Sunset: “Watching the clouds!...”

let them be dorks in peace!! lmao

Exactly!! No reasons to judge

cafeheart replied to your photoset “I would lie if I said I saw this coming.”

yknow if someone didnt have context for your legacy this kinda looks like caleb is murdering ross asdkfbbd

omg you’re right and I hate that you are right

vampcatsims replied to your photoset “Ross: “We’ve taken many risks already and now I’m taking another one,...”

noooo he's going to leave him at the altar god this is going to hurt so much

omg wow this is where scrolling down and reading new ones before old ones causes reaction mistakes cuz omg this is for realsies isn't it?

kyveria replied to your photoset “Ross: “We’ve taken many risks already and now I’m taking another one,...”

@vampcatsims don’t worry, ross has already had someone leave him at the altar so Caleb is going to stay ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Haha yeah, they’re going to be fine. I think. Can’t promise anything.

jackssims replied to your photoset “Caleb: “I…how can I say no to this? Yes, Ross. Yes, I will.” Ross:...”

Good! I was scared he was going to say no for a second ����

Imagine if he left him and I’d introduce a new spouse now. Or bring back Jordan. Or Marika.

Omg imagine I’d bring her back and she’d get her “happy little family” she claims she wishes for now.

myopiccc replied to your post “ - fave types of movies?”

Such a tense era! I'm a historic nerd too:)

Yeah, I love it! I mean, I don’t actually love it, there were some bad things happening, no freedom of speech and such, but for me, it’s an interesting era to learn about. I also think it’s important to know about these times because in a way, they’re still so similar to where we are now, we really should look back at them and try to not make the same mistakes...sadly, when I look at the situation in my country...sometimes it feels like people forget. Not just people like me who didn’t experience it and have only learned about it in History classes...feels like even people who have been there forget and it’s sad and frustrating and I wish I could do something about it. Okay rant over.

jackssims replied to your photoset “Caleb: “Tell me honestly. Did you expect me to change my mind with...”

Nice! But I swear if this somehow backfires and Ross ends up dying...

👀

dandylion240 replied to your photoset “This doesn’t even need a caption.”

Ross you better not have died!!

jackssims replied to your photoset “This doesn’t even need a caption.”

/ROSS/

ajkfaglafkghlahgfk I didn’t realize this would seem like he’s dying I’m sorry for causing panic fjaklflk

I just thought it was funny he set himself on fire and Caleb is over there like “nooo I agreed to marry this freak I have made a grave mistake”

princessdejamars replied to your photoset “Ummmm”

oh no not again

Yes. Yes again. And yeah, I could’ve left without saving. I didn’t. I was shocked when it happened and once I realized he’s pregnant again...you should’ve heard my hysterical laughter. Something is wrong with me and I don’t like it.

cafeheart replied to your photoset “Dawn: “Not a chance.”

sunset looks scared shitless asdkfjdbdb

"fhlakhfalklahkjjkij she’s kissing me I wasn’t prepared for this what do I do jgljfkjhlaafkgl”

jackssims replied to your photoset “Caleb: Nothing happened…I’m fine…I’m just gonna give this dog a bath...”

That's totally not going to lead to more problems later, Caleb, if anything *did* happen (/sarcasm)

Yup. It’s totally okay to do that.

jackssims replied to your photoset “oh shit”

Oh fuck

alfalfalegacy replied to your photoset “oh shit”

wow

this is wild haha

Basically my reaction

jackssims replied to your photoset “Stella: “Dad, you’re home alone?” Caleb: “I think so.” Stella: “Aw,...”

jlkfdzsjlkfadg She's pregnant, he's pregnant, truly amazing

ikr

That’s a twist I truly didn’t expect at the end of this generation. Not that I’m complaining

jackssims replied to your photoset “Stella: “Anything else?” Caleb: “What? Is there supposed to be...”

/Caleb/

jackssims replied to your photoset “Caleb: “And that’s not all…” Ross: “Huh?” Caleb: “Nothing. Forget it.”

//Caleb//

See Ross and Caleb were made for each other because they both have a hard time learning from their mistakes lol

dandylion240 replied to your post “I WAS HOPING HE WAS PREGNANT WITH HIS FIANCE'S BABY NOT GETTING...”

There's a way to bend the rules. Since Ross will become a vampire. He and Caleb have forever to have a child together. So once Sunset takes over as heir I say anything goes for Ross after that �� but that's just me lol

Ooh, technically that could work! I didn’t even think about that. Good point. I don’t think they’ll have children together but I really do like this idea.

jackssims replied to your photoset “Ross: “Is there anything you would like to tell me?” Caleb: “I was...”

Good! Caleb got the courage to tell Ross

I mean he didn’t really have another option at this point

jackssims replied to your photoset “Caleb: “You’re not going to leave me now, are you?” Ross: “I’m...”

Wholesome Ross (he’s really come full circle tbh)

I kept saying he would get better and no one believed me. There you have it guys, he’s a changed person. Character development! :D

simtress replied to your photo “™¥ ♥”

*eeps! she's too cute1

ikr, I miss her ;-;

melien replied to your photoset “Stella: I can’t believe it’s actually raining on my wedding day. We...”

It's a free riiiiide when you've already paid

Is this a reference I am supposed to get

Because I’m dumb and don’t get it lmao

melien replied to your photoset “Sunset: “Say cheese hair!”

So don't ask how I remember it because I'm probably too invested lol but your theme with red hair/blonde(yellow) hair in gen 3 of every legacy? It continues

Omg I didn’t even realize! Sebastian and Lynn started it obviously, then in my Raven Legacy it was a little “easter egg” but this time, it’s a coincidence (a nice coincidence). I guess I just can’t have too many redheads!

melien replied to your photoset “oh shit”

The ultimate plot twist

The plot twist I normally would’ve welcomed but this time, I actually felt sorry for him. He didn’t deserve it the first time (aka the time I was petty and did it on purpose) and he didn’t deserve it this time either. But still. Aliens. I can’t just quit the game without saving when it has to do something with them, can I?

melien replied to your post “I WAS HOPING HE WAS PREGNANT WITH HIS FIANCE'S BABY NOT GETTING...”

Maybe babies for them perhaps?

Y’all really want them to have kids huh

melien replied to your photoset “Nooooo Rocket :( He’s old now!”

Can Caleb also turn Rocket? Vampire doggo would be fun

Man I’d love if that was possible (even though...I just imagined him biting the poor dog and that’s kinda weird). Buuuut...there’s something else that I did and it’s almost as good.

tiny-tany-thaanos replied to your photo “Sim Download: Minako Ito she/her, lesbian Traits: Good, Loner,...”

All of the Sims you put for download are so pretty! I'm grabbing them all!

Thank you so much ;-;

tiny-tany-thaanos replied to your photo “i was enchanted to meet you”

Aaahh nostalgia!

I knoooow ;-; I love them and I miss them and I want to play with them again

I mean I could, first I’d just have to finish the high school story and that’s...highly unlikely lol

tiny-tany-thaanos replied to your photoset “oh shit”

Aliens are in love with him that's true

New otp: Caleb/Aliens. Oh that's weird

They have a weird thing for Calebs

If you guys know a Caleb irl protect them

If you are a Caleb, well...I’m sorry

tiny-tany-thaanos replied to your photoset “Rocket: Hey I’m old, just thought you should know…oh nevermind what...”

This is somehow sad=((

Yeah. I love this little dog so much :(

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Could u post a list about what u wish for Loona or like an opinion list about them (yk what u write in your tags n all), bc I think u have ya shit toegther about them and yeah it's interesting

ooohhh anon u rlly an intellectual 

so basically since they are a big group i think it would be best for loona to function in a similar way to seventeen and wjsn 

lowkey ban the whole subunit thing now kajflsdkfj subunits are part of their predebut era and i think they should stay there since they are making subunits seem more significant in loona without bringing the backstory thats suppose to come along with it (seventeen and wjsn have units but they dont rlly push it like how bbc has done with loona)

get rid of the assigned posing (even tho its kinda smart at some points) i think its stupid and awkward that the girls always have to be in that position and it seems more of an inconvenience 

also like way back i made a post abt this but idk if its still on this blog but for the assigned posing spots i concluded that basically heejin is always in the middle bc shes center, kim lip acts more of a leader so shes in the middle, and yyxy are also in the middle since they are considered the most popular subunit

the whole script/uniform thing with loona needs to go i h9 it so much its so unnatural - which includes having the same uniform but diff colors for performances (its so cute but for like only a week tho) , letting the girls wear more casual clothes when they do variety shows, radio shows, otw to music shows, etc instead of the obvious coordinated outfits (which also make them look like they wear the same thing to every event), letting the girls post whenever they want on ig (like how red velvet do) and not have their captions look obviously edited by staff, and more that i cant think of all the top of my head

!!!!! i want bbc !!! to not be afraid !!! to break routine/consistency/uniformity !!! they are a company that should always be finding what is in best interest of the group !!! and they should try to work with other ppl !!!! outside of their already established bubble !!!

even tho i love loona’s relationship with their choreographer (they gave him notes and a cake on teacher’s day uwu) he rlly aint giving them the best choreo and it just stunts loona’s dancing potential. i rlly want them to work with wjsn’s choreographer bc they know how to do good choreo for a big group!! 

when loona did seventeen’s choreo they seemed more in sync and more composed compared to when they do hi high and it just suited them more so yah!! diff choreographer pls !!!

i know as of now they are still developing the whole loonaverse and i rlly enjoy it but i hope they can stray away from it in the future for a bit and not force the whole concept of loona on just that cause then it wount let them try new things (like how exo and the whole superpowers/exo planet thing took a break in 2014/2015) 

i rlly want them to work with other mv production companies!! ofc i love digipedi and digipedi has done justice for loona but i wanna see a loona mv by vm or shin heewon!!

when they release a whole album i want them to have like solos or duets or unit songs in them but instead of like our usual duets and units its different (so like instead of a 2jin duet we would get jinsoul and yves duet song and instead of a yyxy song it would be yeojin, gowon, and chuu in a song together - similar to how seventeen and exid do in their albums) 

give more content!!! loona tv is nice but its only a minute long and we dont even get it everyday akdfjalsdkf so maybe a reality show or letting the girls do vlives whenever (like how fromis_9 are doing) would be rlly fun for the girls and the fans!!

better line distribution!! im pretty sure bbc kinda undervalues like half og the group’s vocals and ends up pushing a lot of it to the stronger ones which fucking sucks cause it looks like bbc doesnt have faith in them :(

favoritsm !!! needs to stop!!! just bc heejin is the first girl!!! doesnt mean she needs to be !! in the center for everything!!! they have given her the most lines, the most center spots, and the most screen time without being able to adjust its effects on the other girls!! i dont mind her having the center position i just think bbc hasnt done a very good job with how they handle it !!!

h9 to say this but even mnet shows are doing better with this then bbc!!! even tho they have centers who are entitled to their earned center position, they do not shove it down our throats!!! just bc they are centers doesnt mean they need the most of everything!! 

ioi, wanna one, fromis_9, and izone have pretty decent distributions that fit with their roles (main vocalists have the most lines, rappers have their fair part, dancers get a focus part, etc) - bbc literally could care less !! 

im just mad that 1/3 got shit alkdfjalksf

also its obvi that bbc likes heejin, kim lip, jinsoul, yves, and chuu more than the other girls they know that those girls are the favs within orbits and its also a coincidence that those girls also are the the stronger vocalists :/

better teaser pics plS if we get more bleached mugshots immA screAM 

i want more galaxy and more floral fantasy !!! dats the good stuff!!

this is rlly all i can think abt rn cause im kinda in a food coma but yah anon if u wanna talk more abt this then dm LOL

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College!Bangtan

College!Bangtan 0/?

Kim Seokjin:

acting major in his senior year

top of the class

world wide handsome

everyone’s prince charming

low-key a cuddly 5 year old

but high-key acting like your mom

and probably besties with your mom (rip jungkook)

kind and always helping to everyone

teachers and profs are his best friend

i bet some female teachers have a crush on him (who wouldnt just look at him)

not really a social media person

but when posts

its usually something about his friends or family

probably a special occasion or an achievement

and boi he will not be shy to show off the ones he loves

lives with his roomie for life (aka Min Yoongi)

currently trying to get a role in the national theatre to start career

but he already starred as a model in Namjoon’s design projects

currently single bc he has to deal with so much shit his dongsaengs commit (and probs need to fix it)

Min Yoongi:

composing major (*cough cough* obviously)

sleeps through entire classes

tho he’s low-key a genius so he can get away with anything (min yoongi jeonje jjang jjang man boong boong)

raps, sings, produces music, writes lyrics

and excells at every one of them

basically the favourite student of everyone

even though he somehow managed to sleep through 3 entire classes and even when a completly different group was in having a test, and because of rule violation he was the first person to get detention in university

like ever

lives with world-wide-handsome-roomate-for-life (hint: Jin)

mean baby 

sarcasm at level savage100

but can be a soft squishy (especially around Hobi)

has a secret crush on his friend

who became his muse and writes music about, but no one knows who is it

(except GeneralHobi and SpyJin)

Jung Hoseok:

dance major (i wanna be in the same class as him asdfghjkl help me)

when i say top of the class im not kidding bc the boi got em moves

and everyone loves him

like look at that sunshine

his hoobaes ADORE him

(i think everyone has a secret shrine for him at home, bc girl i do)

the teachers often ask him to subsitute them

even in older classes bc he’s so good

won many competitions

and always practicing for one

filming his own coreos on YouTube under the name HopeOnTheStreet (sounds familira huh?)

roomates with his fashionista fellow 94′ liner (Namjoon)

back to his hoobaes

doesnt matter girl or boy, this guy is so many people’s crush i dont have enough space to list them

low-key has a crush on one of his hoobaes in his dance team

but high-key not admittin this to himself

so he’s like

‘no she’s not my crush, i dont see her that way‘

but always glancing in her direction in any given moment

(someone help this boy)

Kim Namjoon:

fashion/designing major (idk if this exists but it will exist for now)

he’s such a fashonista

his #KimDaily is such a big hit (pun intended) not just among students at his class

models like a BOSS

but everyone loves the dimple selfies he has (im so soft for his dimples help me)

high-key genius

not kidding this boi could school the kids at the science building

low-key everyone’s tutor

but only tutors people he knows

so rip those poor girls all over campus trying to get his number (guess they have to fangirl their ass off on instagram aka me...saveme.mp3)

loves photographing even though he breaks everything

(not the photographing stuff tho bc that shit is expensive)

tho Jungkook is his personal photographer

lives with his 94′ liner hyung (Hobiiiii)

probably will be an editor at a high-fashion magazine (bc he’s a genius and has a great sense)

also someone who is head over heels for one of his hoobaes

he was melted at the exact moment when the cutie patootie freshmen (who didnt know her sunbae was the fashion star of the whole university) asked him to take a picture of them for their portfolio 

help this boy he’s whipped for her :’)

Park Jimin:

also dance major (i mean look at dem moves)

is the most adorable person you can find on whole campus

and bish is he a graceful dancer as hell? (the answer is obviously yes no matter what your opinion is)

he dances all the classics, but favourite is contemporary

high-key great at hip hop

basically lives in the practice room

no joke this kid earned a locker in the practice room

all his teachers melted by his adorableness

though acts like a savage teen on 3 cups of coffee when around friends

but he’s still adorable you cant deny that

part of trouble line 

always cleans the mess his roomate aka best friend aka soulmates for ever aka Kim Taehyung makes

if you havent guessed he lives with Tae, and they are like best friends since high school (bc Jimin helped his ass not to fail history)

is a thirsty hoe

but more discreet than the maknae

but they are together always on look out for da ladies (wink wink if ya kno wat i mean)

Kim Taehyung:

fashion/designing major as well

designs and makes his own clothes

saves money for gucci (sorrynotsorry but its true)

role model for everyone at his class

he and Namjoon taking pics of their outfit for ever

if you want to hang out with them make sure to come an hour late maybe they will finish their mini-photoshoot by that time

all about them high-fashion

you’ll see this boy walking down the hallway like its a fashion-show

everyone thinks he’s cold

but in reality his the softest human being

some would say a bit weirdo but weird-fashonista-boy is the new bad boy (emirite?)

is friends with everyone

even they only spoke like 2 sentences they became friends period

lives with his soulmate (aka softie 2.0 aka Park Freaking Jimin [i cant swear bc of this goddamn tumblr monitising smh])

probs the most fashionable on the entire campus

looks for eternal love like in fairy tale bc this boy is living in his own

is fan of art (thats how he met Jungkook)

is a trouble maker and he’s always ready to gossip and spill tea with Jimin (or anyone else of his “friends”)

part of trouble line (obvy)

Jungkook is still mad at him for breaking his door, that Jimin had to fix

Jeon Jungkook:

art major (the boi is a real talent)

as i mentioned before, constant doodling (errday everyday)

pranking his hyungs 25/8

lives with his hyung by blood bc too broke to have his own place

obsessed with photographing as well

Tae and Joon made him their bitch when they found out about that (poor boy and his love for taking pictures)

Jin always babying him bc he’s one

trouble line leader

loves arts and repects artists and subaes a lot (met Tae at an art gallery how adult is that)

half-lives at the Vmin residency

but not letting them into his place since Tae broke his door which Jimin fixed for him

obssesed with social media (especially Twitter, Instagram and Snapchat)

wink wink follow him at j_jungkook97 (its fake yall before you attack me for playing with your heart)

wingman of Jimin, also wingman of himself

he’s one hormonal teen still

so thirsty (no and this time i dont mean myself for him thank you)

but still single bc lowkey he wants a more serious relationship like his brother’s

but highkey just wanna smash (you’ll here that sentence a lot more form now on...)

(a/n: these are my edits but the pics are not mine; cr to their rightful owner; i found them on Google :P)