⠀ quiet; it overtakes her once more. part of her wishes to just let everything spill, but the other part is afraid of saying too much. “ thats the problem, i dont even know. i dont really 𝘥o comfort. ” ⠀
“I just wish I could make it go away. I can fight any dumb jerks that say shit to you, but I can’t… fight your thoughts.” He grumbles quietly, taking a deep breath. “What do you need from me right now?”
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⠀ “ .. sorry. that probably sounded really shitty. ” spoken with a heavy sigh, refusing to even remotely glance in magnus’ direction. gods, she hates feeling this way; her own burdens burdening others. ⠀
Magnus doesn’t have the heart to stop her, squeezing her hand lightly. He’s never been the best at comfort, but the knowledge that even his best efforts couldn’t completely succeed was crushing. “Maybe it just… takes time.”
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⠀ the more magnus talks, the tighter alex’s hold on his hand grows. its primarily subconscious— mostly to keep herself grounded. “ it doesnt matter how many times you say it. part of me always fights it. ” ⠀
He carefully sits down beside her, fingers intertwining in the hand that held Alex’s. “You’re the most amazing person I know, Alex. Nobody, not even whatever bad thoughts are plaguing your brain, can change that fact.”
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❀ ͜𝐀L͟Ꭼ𝐗 ݁ . ݁🪷 . *‎ 𝐅𝙸E͜͡Ꮢ𝐑ꪮ . ᭪ᰯ * retweeted
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⠀ its an embarrassingly short amount of time before alexs features start to soften, gaze diverting. she subtly makes room in case magnus wants to sit—— she doesnt really know how to respond. “ .. i know. ” ⠀
“I’m here for you, always. And I’m not going anywhere just because of one bad day.” He murmurs, squeezing her hand. “You don’t have to do this alone.”
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/ just had crazy ideas for another alex solo for later this year ouuuu none of yall are making it out alive
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❀ ͜𝐀L͟Ꭼ𝐗 ݁ . ݁🪷 . *‎ 𝐅𝙸E͜͡Ꮢ𝐑ꪮ . ᭪ᰯ * retweeted
im sorry that on that day, the day you were shut out and left to die, there was no one there to lift you up into their arms, the way you lifted others into yours.
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⠀ “ right, right .. i gathered about that much. ” whistling innocently, twirling a coil of green hair around her polished fingertips. she tilts her head as magnus places the .. whatever it is down. + ⠀
⠀ "⠀it's⠀kind⠀of⠀hard⠀to⠀give⠀a⠀lump⠀of⠀clay⠀a⠀charm⠀as⠀special⠀as⠀m— hey,⠀wait⠀a⠀minute ..⠀"⠀his⠀eyes⠀roll⠀as⠀soon⠀as⠀he⠀catches⠀the⠀last⠀bit⠀of⠀her⠀sentence,⠀shrugging⠀off⠀the⠀slick⠀comment⠀as⠀it⠀did⠀make⠀him⠀snort⠀a⠀bit. ⠀ + ⠀
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⠀ almost as if she’s inspecting its placement—— knowing fully that it wont be moved anytime soon. gods forbid she’s a bit sentimental after everything. “ wow, what a great spot. ” ⠀
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/ writing jolly things with ill believe in everything playing in the background courtesy of alex playlist
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⠀ “ ha—ha, you’re funny. ” feigned humor, arms tightly crossed in focus. its admittedly hard to act so casual when magnus is so full of everything smiley over a wad of clay akin to a smushed cakepop. + ⠀
⠀ "⠀forget?⠀nah,⠀i⠀just⠀know⠀how⠀to⠀duck⠀and⠀let⠀that⠀dream⠀fall⠀to⠀waste.⠀"⠀magnus⠀shook⠀his⠀head⠀with⠀a⠀laugh,⠀brows⠀furrowing⠀with⠀his⠀tongue⠀sticking⠀between⠀his⠀lips⠀to⠀focus⠀on⠀the⠀disaster⠀in⠀his⠀palm. ⠀⠀
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⠀ she glances down between the ‘figure’, and then back towards the others features again. repetitive, then pausing on magnus. “ i give your little art project a solid c. its missing your imaginary charm. ” ⠀
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❀ ͜𝐀L͟Ꭼ𝐗 ݁ . ݁🪷 . *‎ 𝐅𝙸E͜͡Ꮢ𝐑ꪮ . ᭪ᰯ * retweeted
typical. somebody says ‘fruity edge’ and immediately my name comes to mind.
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⠀ when things channel back around towards focus being on alex, she grows hesitant again. she doesnt understand why this has to be so difficult. “ i don’t know. ” ⠀
Magnus frowns quietly, staring at her. He didn’t like the idea of dropping it, just wanting to help her however he could. “What can I do then?”
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⠀ “ magnus. ” repeated more firmly this time, giving held hand a light squeeze. gods, sometimes she forgets how stubborn he can be. “ i dont care what they said. its my own head thats being a pain. ” ⠀
“I don’t care. I’m not going to let someone think they can just talk to you like that.” He mutters, looking at her hand for a moment before shifting his focus to her face. “It’s not right.”
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⠀ alex is quick to grab hold of magnus’ hand, finally glancing up to furrow her eyebrows at him. half—frowning. “ magnus, in the nicest way possible, youll get your ass kicked. ” ⠀
“Who was it? I’ll fight them.” He scowls, starting to rise again. Nothing made him quite as furious as the thought that someone had been an asshole to Alex.
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⠀ “ no shit someone said something to me. ” a huff, picking at chipped nail polish. ⠀
“Did someone say something to you?” He frowns, instantly in the alert.
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⠀ “ stupid, ignorant, annoying, ” the list goes on, but she stops there for now. still, she refuses to make eye contact. gaze fixes on the hand instead. ⠀
“So… what?” He carefully takes a seat, placing a hand nearby hers if she wanted it.
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