Are you sure you have never seen dinosaurs
Are you insinuating I go outside?
Simon, looking for Baz in the catacombs, casting finding spells: Come Out, Come Out, Wherever You Are!
Baz: I’m Gay!
Simon: Weird flex, but okay.
Richard Cambell Gansey III is the king of filling up journals and I aspire to reach that level
It's the Summer before Eighth year again. Baz isn't kidnapped by numptites. The visitings never happen. The political climate is deteriorating as is Simon's and Baz's relationship. Simon and Agatha are still together.
Needless to say, nothing in Carry On happens.
The year goes on as the ones before it, and before they know it, Simon and Baz are having their big fight. Simon has Baz on the ground, and he's holding his swordtip over Baz's heart. Simon can't read his face, though there's a tear slipping down Baz's face. A few feet away, on either sides of Simon and Baz are Penny, Agatha, Dev, and Niall.
"Do it," Baz says.
Simon grimaces, his brow furrowed. He looks troubled. Baz can't understand why. "I never wanted it to come to this."
Simon brings his sword down through Baz's chest.
"I love you," Baz says at the same time that Simon says "I'm sorry."
Simon drops his sword, and collapses onto the ground, just as the sun falls beneath the horizon. Before he knows what's happening, the ground is spinning out from below him and he feels as if he's being taken somewhere.
He opens his eyes and comes face to face with a 15 year old Baz.
They've been granted a second chance.
Teacher: and it appears that you are the only one that got this problem right out of the whole class
Me:
❝You were the sun, and I was crashing into you.❞
fun fact! i made this like a month ago when i first saw the carry on countdown prompts and couldn’t help myself from making it and posting it a month earlier, but here we are, again! i added the pisces and cancer constellation into their hair respectively bc i thought it’d look cool. in case you couldn’t tell, this is for the sun/moon prompt :)
duality// hey! it's been a while! just here to drop off some commissioned work and ghost again <3
It's so weird to go from thinking "wow, these 15 year olds on Tumblr are so old" to thinking "wow, these 15 year olds on Tumblr are so young"
Remember when In A Heartbeat singlehandedly saved 2017
“My own mother thought I was a monster.”
friendly reminder that this actually happened and we didn't all dream it