I have this really random headcanon that Boyd is really good at baking - like he was constantly making sweets for his little sis to bring into school for her birthday, bake sales, holidays, etc etc.
Like it started when he was in middle school and he found Alicia crying in her bedroom cause their parents forgot to buy cookies for her to bring to her 3rd grade class so he just walks to the closest grocery store/convenience store/idk and buys frozen cookie dough cause like that shit is easy and always delicious. And like yeah he had to use the little money he makes from like helping the old lady next door rake her leaves, but the look in Alicia’s face when he hands her the plate of cookies the next morning is worth everything.
From then on, Alicia just asks Boyd to bake things for her cause their parents are kinda just really busy, you know? Alicia starts telling Boyd that the food has to be themed or that Suzy’s mom made her cookies look like gravestones but everyone loved his spider cupcakes more and it just feeds his desire to get better and come up with more creative treats and he finds that he loves it. He loves baking in the kitchen all day, getting sticky with sugar, and that feeling of pride when he nails a tricky new recipe and it tastes amazing. The joy on Alicia’s face when she sees his latest creation is just icing on the cake.
Boyd finds that he loves baking so much that he gets an actual job at the ice rink for after school/the weekend and starts saving all the money he makes that doesn’t go towards baking supplies, towards his savings account so he can start up his own bakery one day. Then he reads somewhere that the majority of restaurants and bakeries fail within the first year due to poor money management and marketing so he starts looking into business programs for college that could help him succeed with is dream. Alicia and him brainstorm bakery names whenever she helps him in the kitchen, her favorite being “Better than your mom’s Bakery” because it makes her crack up everytime but they both agree that a simple “Boyd’s Bakery” is the most practical.
After Alicia dies though, Boyd’s passion for baking also dies. Every time he even tries, his heart just isn’t in it like it used to be. The absence of her bright laughter and happy chatter that used to accompany him in the kitchen is just too raw. Sweets seem to have lost their enticing flavor to him. He doesn’t think twice when he uses his meager bakery savings to help his parents cover the unexpected cost of the funeral since that dream no longer seems exciting.
Years later, Boyd finds himself sitting on the couch of Derek’s loft with Erica using his thighs as a pillow and Isaac’s lap as a footstool. Erica’s stomach grumbles loud enough that it drones out the movie the pack is watching for a second and Isaac snickers at her. She pokes his thigh with her foot in retaliation as she mutters that he should go get her a cupcake to satisfy her craving just for laughing at her. Isaac rolls his eyes and grumbles but agrees cause he is kinda a pushover for anything Erica wants (they all are, especially when she barely came out alive from the alpha pack). Erica demands that it better be a spooky spider cupcake cause she will accept nothing less. Derek laughs at that comment, saying that Laura always loved holiday themed cupcakes, especially halloween ones cause she’s always be on the hunt for a werewolf one. The pack is a little surprised at Derek’s comment, can see his own surprise about talking about his deceased sister but he’s wearing a smile at the memory-it’s a good one. Isaac mutters that all the bakeries in Beacon Hills suck so they will be lucky if they even put those stupid spider rings on an orange frosted cupcake.
Boyd finds himself wanting to bake for the first time in years. He is a little surprised to find that it hurts a lot less than he expected when he first starts mixing all the ingredients together and it’s a little like getting back on a bike, yeah it takes him three times as long as it used to and he cries a handful of times, but he finishes, he feels relief at being able to reclaim something that he has always loved: baking. For it’s always been his own medium for telling people how much he loves them and he’s finally ready to share his love again.
That Friday, he wordlessly puts a plate of cupcakes with werewolf silhouettes outlined on the frosting with red, blue, gold piped eyes on Derek’s kitchen table. Erica shamelessly moans at her first bit, stating that he needs to be wifed ASAP and Isaac laughs so hard he cries. Derek’s smile is so big and genuine when he gently tells Boyd that these are even better than anything he or Laura could have ever imagined, Boyd can’t help but grin in return, shrugging off the compliment with a simple painful truth of his own, I used to bake all of the treats for Alicia to bring to school. He doesn’t confess their bakery dream right there and then, but it does open up a part of him that he had locked away for so long.
When Boyd cuts the ribbon on the doors to his new bakery that Derek helped finance in Beacon Hills, “Boyd’s Bakery”, he’s surrounded by countless people in his life that love and support him and he loves and supports back.
Now when he bakes, he feels closer to Alicia than ever before.
tell me all of the things that make you feel at ease.
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by melbopo
Magnus has a busy couple of days ahead of him so he takes his time waking up, thinking about his relationship with his magic, comfort, and Alec.
Words: 2571, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: Shadowhunters (TV)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: M/M
Characters: Magnus Bane, Alec Lightwood
Relationships: Magnus Bane/Alec Lightwood
Additional Tags: Love Confessions, Minor characters are mentioned for like a hot sec, Alec takes a much needed vacation to Magnus’s apartment, Magnus does lots of thinking and has warm fuzzy feelings, Im sorry I suck at tagging this, holler if I should add more?, It is really just super fluffy and soft and some Big Realizations happen, Post-Canon, Warm and Fuzzy Feelings, Magnus Bane-centric
plot twist: a young man has always been raised by a single mother without a father, but it’s okay. he doesn’t need a “masculine” influence in his life—he doesn’t not need that “strong male figure”, that “strong male role model.” he can see the strength in his mother, she is his figure, always was, always will be. he has feminine aspects and masculine aspects. neither have to do with how he was raised or for his lack of a father figure. he is feminine and masculine because that’s who he is. he does not struggle with “what it means to be a man.” he knows what it means to be a man. to be a man is to be masculine. to be a man is to be feminine. to be a man is to be both. to be a man is to be neither. men come in all different shapes and sizes. there is every way to be a man. if you identify as a man, then you are a man. that’s it. he has a sense of who he is and turned out just fine without a “strong male figure” in his life. no one actually needs one.
rip kira yukimura. she’s not dead, she was just repeatedly used and disrespected by jeff davis, mtv, and teen wolf writers and fandom, and then written off without any kind of explanation when they decided season 6 needed theo but not her.
When Kira returns from the desert it’s been years.
Decades really.
Her father has long since passed and her mother, well she doesn`t have long left. Destroying her tails had cost her. Kira knows the only reason that she lasted this long was because she didn`t want her daughter to come back to an empty home.
sometime during third grade one of the older girls spread a rumor that I was a lesbian. I didn’t know what the word meant but my teacher said I’d figure it out someday.
I quickly realized that that the word lesbian means never been invited to sleepovers or birthday parties. it is the fear that you will try to touch another girl without her permission, just as boys do.
to me the word lesbian is synonymous with a scared little girl with big eyes and an aching heart. she sits silently as all of her friends talk about boys, heart pounding terrified they’ll ask her which one she likes best.
it is watching your first crush slow dance with her boyfriend at the eighth grade dance, wondering how many advil you need to swallow to never wake up again. it is the burn in the chest as you remember your mother explaining “girls do not kiss other girls”.
it is the fear of the locker room in freshman year p.e. it is pretending not to hear the pretty girl say, “I hope there aren’t any lesbians in here. that would be creepy”.
it is the boy in english class saying he only watches lesbian porn but would never vote for gay marriage.
it is hearing your best friend say “i love gay people!” but confessing to you she wouldn’t know how to react to a lesbian, since lesbians probably think about her naked.
but no one ever told me that lesbian means beauty and strength. the beauty of loving a girl for the first time, and the strength of all the other women loving women who came before you. it is being the person you are exactly as you were meant to be. it is flawless, and it is fearless.
a reflection on the word “lesbian” // c.m.h (via badplanets)
harryshumjr: Winter Wonderland event at Rockefeller Center with the gang. We suckas are gonna try to skate. #UHOH #IsaiahIsGood #EveryoneElseSucks #WobblyLegs
