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#remember when i used 2 like the shadowhunters universe SDKLJNFK  #idk i think it's bc i've been getting into the high fantasy of the witcher and dragon age over the last year  #and the worldstate that i generally have to work with isn't rlly cutting it for me anymore?  #like i loooove magnus but i've been holding onto him for over two years .......  #i've never even had a relationship this long LOL  #i don't know if i need to take a break and experiment w other characters before i come back or smth else ??  #i've been working nonstop with uni and more recently actual employment  #and i thought i'd be happy to jump back into writing bc i haven't had much of a chance to do any of it lately  #but i'm not feeling it !!!!  #idk where to go from here  #i have The Most fun writing with olesia and she's my forever partner  #and i'm never letting go of merlin/magnus LOL  #i'll always have the energy to write that  #but the problem is that i can't bring myself to write w anyone else bc i'm not happy with the worldstate ??  #idk i'm probably being melodramatic and will be back into the groove soon enough  #and i've never wanted to treat writing as a chore  #but i'm so scared omg he's been my baby for so long !!!  #and writing on this blog has gotten me through many things  #so i'm just thinking out loud bc i don't want to let go just yet!  #perhaps i just need new verses and things so i can experiment  #but i also feel like i'm stuck and i want to try new characters!  #which i haven't done in a long time because i know i won't be able to do much upkeep on multiple blogs weh  #idk i'll figure it out !!! even if i have to make some sideblogs on this acc just to try out some new characters w a couple of other people  #squints @ olesia  #tbd. 

haven’t figured out anything about the witcher verse that i want to add to this blog except for the fact that magnus will 100% be best friends with keira metz, ok !! 

myyrddin:

.•✧•. BELATED BIRTHDAY SURPRISE . //  @magnvs​ .

𝐀  𝐕𝐈𝐀𝐋  𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐋𝐄𝐃  𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐍  𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒  ,

          held  reverently  as  though  the   HOLY  GRAIL   itself  has  found  it’s  way  across  centuries   (   much  like  the  warlock  holding  it   )   and  come  to  rest  within  pale  palms .   a  potion   …   of  sorts  .   the  liquid  a  swirl  of  purple ,   glittered  wisps  catching  the  light  with  every  minuscule  movement  of  his  hand .   within  the  glass ,   an  intricate  brew ,   one  he  has  been  working  on  for  the  past  few  months .

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     there’s  a  hint  of  a  nervous  smile  gracing  full  lips  as  he  extends  the   GIFT   towards  the  other ,   awaiting  his  verdict ,   anticipation  almost  palpable  in  the  air  between  them .    

          ❛   HAPPY  BIRTHDAY  ,   my  love .   ❜   and  at  this ,   he  does  smile                             the  bottle  now  unstoppered  to  reveal  a  unique  scent ,   one  only  tangible  to  it’s  user .   ❛   a  simple  bottle  of  perfume  would  have  been  too  easy .   instead ,   I  played  around  with  a  few  potions  to  give  you  a  perfume  that  smells  of  the  things  you  love   most  .   so  now ,   wherever  you  are ,   whatever  you  might  be  doing ,   you  can  be  reminded  of  those  things .   ❜   he’s  grinning  now ,   blue  hues  sparking  with  unrestrained   triumph  .   ❛                              oh  ,   and  it’s  magicked  to  never  run  out  !   ❜

myyrddin:

       .   .  .   𝚒  𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔  𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘   𝖉𝖎𝖆𝖒𝖔𝖓𝖉𝖘  .   𝚒  𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕  𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎   𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓼  .   ᴵ  ᵀᵁᴿᴺ  &  ᵀᵁᴿᴺ  ᴬᴳᴬᴵᴺ .   𝚒  𝚊𝚖   ᏢᎾᎳᎬᏒ   𝚊𝚗𝚍  𝚒  𝚊𝚖   𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓  .         :        𝚒 𝚊𝚖 .   .  .    𝐈  𝐀𝐌 .   .  .   𝐈  𝐀𝐌 .      

  INDIE   &   HIGHLY   SELECTIVE   .    :   MAGICKED    BY    OLESIA .

happy new year, don’t forget that australia’s south coast fire, stretched out, could draw a line from sydney to afghanistan & that the capital city currently has the worst air quality in the world - about 20x over the unsafe threshold. 

just logging in to tell y’all: i always knew that miss veronica cordelia lodge was going to be a columbia girl, bye!

magnvs:

𝖒𝖆𝖌𝖓𝖚𝖘 𝖇𝖆𝖓𝖊 / 𝖒𝖆𝖌𝖎𝖈𝖐𝖊𝖉 𝖇𝖞 𝖟𝖊𝖑𝖉𝖆.

   𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐒𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐍 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐀𝐒 𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒      together ,     as  if  in  prayer ,     and  closed  his  eyes .               My  father ,               he  said ,     and  Clary  heard  Alec  suck  in  his  breath  with  a  gasp .               My  father ,     who  art  in  Hell ,     UNHALLOWED  be  thy  name .     Thy  Kingdom  come ,     thy  will  be  done ,     in  𝔢𝔡𝔬𝔪  as  it  is  in  𝖍𝖊𝖑𝖑 .     Forgive  not  my  sins ,     for  in  that  𝙵𝙸𝚁𝙴  𝙾𝙵  𝙵𝙸𝚁𝙴𝚂  there  shall  be  neither  loving  kindness ,     nor  compassion ,     nor  redemption .     𝙈𝙔  𝙁𝘼𝙏𝙃𝙀𝙍 ,     who  makes  war  in  high  places  and  low ,     come  to  me  now ;     I  call  you  as  your  son ,     and  incur  upon  myself  the  ɹǝsdousıqılıʇʎ  oɟ  ʎonɹ  snɯɯouıuƃ .    

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 ✧・゚:* DAUGHTER LYRIC STARTERS     ╱      OPEN.  

    Most  of  us  are  bitter  over  someone .    

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𝐇𝐄'𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄  read  from  across  the  surface  of  the  pool ,     gaze  remaining  suitably  level  from  behind  the  Cartier  sunglasses  which  cost  more  than  the  total  sum  of  savings  that  most  people  his  age  have  in  their  bank  accounts                                              though  there  remains  a  noticeable  furrow  to  Magnus’  brow  even  as  he  lounges  on  a  deck  chair  beside  Astoria ,     margarita  in  hand .     He  does  not  doubt  that  her  words  are  intended  to  be  comforting     (  she  has  an  excellent  track  record  when  it  concerns  the  matter  of  telling  Magnus  precisely  what  he  needs  to  hear  ) ,     but  even  Astoria  cannot  always  find  victory  over  his  pride .               I  DON’T KNOW  what  you  mean ,               he  tells  her .

                                          @shexquisite.

littlelovelymemes:

(   *   &.   –   DAUGHTER  LYRIC  STARTERS .

HOW .

  • ‘  how long must i wait for you?  ’
  • ‘  how long must i wait for you to become what i need?  ’
  • ‘  how long before the last dance?  ’
  • ‘  how come he’s the one to let me down?  ’

SMOTHER .

  • ‘  i want all that is not mine.  ’
  • ‘  i want him, but we’re not right.  ’
  • ‘  they will all agree i’m a suffocate.  ’
  • ‘  i should go now quietly.  ’
  • ‘  what a mess i leave to follow.  ’
  • ‘  i’m sorry if i smothered you.  ’

CANDLES .

  • ‘  take me away into the night.  ’
  • ‘  i’ll do whatever you say to me in the dark.  ’
  • ‘  blow out all the candles.  ’
  • ‘  you’re too old to be this shy.  ’
  • ‘  i bite my tongue and torch my dreams.  ’
  • ‘  things cannot be reversed, we learn from the time we are cursed.  ’
  • ‘  we both know i’ll never be your lover.  ’

HUMAN .

  • ‘  my mind’s lost in bleak visions.  ’
  • ‘  i’ve tried to escape but keep sinking.  ’
  • ‘  he’s lost faith he’ll ever see again.  ’
  • ‘  buried deep within there’s a human.  ’
  • ‘  despite everything i’m still human.  ’
  • ‘  i think i’m dying here.  ’
  • ‘  i’m all ready for healing.  ’
  • ‘  i think that i’m still human.  ’

LANDFILL .

  • ‘  don’t think about the consequences.  ’
  • ‘  don’t think about the choices you make.  ’
  • ‘  this is torturous electricity between both of us.  ’
  • ‘  this is dangerous because i what you so much.  ’
  • ‘  i want you so much, but i hate your guts.  ’
  • ‘  i hate you.  ’
  • ‘  wipe away your tear stains.  ’
  • ‘  thought you said you didn’t feel pain.  ’

MEDICINE .

  • ‘  pick it all up and start again.  ’
  • ‘  you’ve got a second chance.  ’
  • ‘  you could go home.  ’
  • ‘  escape it all, it’s just irrelevant.  ’
  • ‘  it’s just medicine.  ’
  • ‘  you could still be what you want to.  ’
  • ‘  you’ve got a warm heart.  ’
  • ‘  you’ve got a beautiful brain.  ’
  • ‘  it’s disintegrating from all the medicine.  ’

ALONE  /  WITH  YOU .

  • ‘  i hate sleeping alone.  ’
  • ‘  i hate living alone.  ’
  • ‘  talking to myself is boring conversation.  ’
  • ‘  me and i are not friends, she is only an acquaintance.  ’
  • ‘  i hate dreaming of being alone ‘cause you are never there.  ’
  • ‘  i should get a dog or something.  ’
  • ‘  i hate sleeping with you ‘cause you are never there.  ’
  • ‘  you and i were once friends, now you’re only an acquaintance.  ’
  • ‘  i hate dreaming of being with you.  ’

LOVE .

  • ‘  i can’t forget it, though i’ve tried.  ’
  • ‘  i know you regret it, you told me so many times.  ’
  • ‘  but i still wonder why you left with her and left me behind.  ’
  • ‘  take your hands off him ‘cause he’s the only one that i have ever loved.  ’
  • ‘  he’s the only one that i have ever loved.  ’
  • ‘  please don’t find her skin when you turn the lights off.  ’
  • ‘  i can’t erase it from my mind.  ’
  • ‘  i just reply it, think about it all the time.  ’
  • ‘  i don’t want to imagine the words you spoke to her that night.  ’
  • ‘  you both knew i’d be bleeding inside.  ’
  • ‘  did she make your heart beat faster than i could?  ’
  • ‘  did she give you what you hoped for?  ’
  • ‘  i hope it made you feel good knowing how much i adored you.  ’
  • ‘  you’re making me sick, love.  ’

YOUTH .

  • ‘  it’s a waste of time.  ’
  • ‘  if you’re still breathing, you’re the lucky ones.  ’
  • ‘  most of us are heaving through corrupted lungs.  ’
  • ‘  we are the reckless, we are the wild youth.  ’
  • ‘  one day we’ll reveal the truth.  ’
  • ‘  if you’re still bleeding, you’re the lucky ones.  ’
  • ‘  most of our feelings, they are dead and they are gone.  ’
  • ‘  we’re setting fire to our insides for fun.  ’
  • ‘  it was a flood that wrecked this home.  ’
  • ‘  you caused it.  ’
  • ‘  i’m a lifeless face that you’ll soon forget.  ’
  • ‘  my eyes are damp from the words you left ringing in my head when you broke my chest.  ’
  • ‘  if you’re in love then you are the lucky one.  ’
  • ‘  most of us are bitter over someone.  ’
  • ‘  i’m forever missing him.  ’

myyrddin:

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       @magnvs : 

here’s a letter written out in perfectly looped handwriting on magnus’ classic monogrammed stationary, left for merlin to wake up to while magnus portals to paris & buys him croissants and macarons from their favourite little bakery in the 9th arrondissement (you know the one). “do you ever think about the *massive* impact you’ve left on the world? think of everything that wouldn’t be here if not for you. entire countries? most likely. civilisation as we know it? probably. me? definitely. in 1507 years, you’ve filled up the entire world with traces and pieces of yourself, hidden in every corner, even if no one quite knows it - but i accepted long ago that you have shaped every single one of my movements from the moment that i fell in love. i pray that my life will always go hand in hand with yours. happy birthday, my love. i’ll see you soon. magnus.” a postscript near the end of the page reads, “new york is too cold for a bright soul like yours - i should awfully like to go away with you somewhere where it is hot and coloured. dress lightly.” (let’s pretend it’s still november 1st, shall we? even though in this house, it’s never too late to celebrate merlin’s birthday.) 

.•✧•. 1507TH BIRTHDAY . //  accepting .
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THE  WARLOCK  WAKES  AS  IF  FROM  A  HAZE  ,      sunlight  streaming  in  through  curtained  windows  as  if  in  active  rebellion  against  the  longer ,   darker  nights  taking  hold  of  the  city .   or  perhaps  merlin  had  simply  slept  in   (   which  wasn’t  a  rare  occcurance   -   not  at  18 ,   especially  not  at  1507   ) .   except  now ,   he  could  blame  old  age  for  that  particular  vice .   stretching ,   his  hand  reaches  towards  the  side  usually  occupied  by  his  companion ,   though  fingers  grasp  at  nothing  but  empty  sheets .   hues  of  blue  peek  from  beneath  dark  lashes ,   confirming  magnus’   ABSENCE   in  one  dreary  sweep  of  his  surroundings .   and  all  of  a  sudden ,   the  day  doesn’t  seem  as  bright  anymore .   surely ,   his  husband  wouldn’t  leave  him  on  his  birthday   …

     a  second ,   more  thorough ,   glance  around  the  room  alerts  merlin  to  the  note  left  on  his  bedside  table  which  lithe  fingers  pluck  from  the  surface  almost  immediately .   lips  tug  at  the  corners  in  a  growing  smile  as  he   DEVOURS   each  and  every  word  looped  across  the  page  in  magnus’  perfect  handwriting .   

     merlin  loved  him .   dear  god ,   he   loved   him  with  an  alarming  intensity  that  only  seemed  to  grow  with  each  year  that  passed  them  by  in  blissful  companionship .   all  those  years  before  did  not  shine  as  brightly  as  the  day  magnus   BLAZED   his  way  into  his  life .   it  was  as  though  he  woke  up  from  a  haze  with  brilliant  sunshine  caressing  skin  starved  of  light ,   banishing  memories  of  the  dark  in  one  fell  swoop .   much  like  this  morning .   so  who  was  it  that  left  a  bigger  impact  on  who  ?   merlin  supposed  it  was  equally  life  changing  for  the  both  of  them .

     a  fire  message  is  hastily  composed  and  sent  to  the  other  warlock ,   SOFT   smile  gracing  merlin’s  lips  as  he  buries  himself  back  under  the  covers  :   

‘   i  find  myself  alone ,   in  a  bed ,   on  my  birthday ,   with  my  personal  ray  of  sunshine  nowhere  in  sight .   come  back  soon .    the  maker  of  civilisations  demands  it .   merlin .   ’