❝ ░ OUR LOVE IS GOD

they say monsters are underyour bed. but they don't tell you that monsters are inside of you. they feed off of your spirit. and it may hurt. until you learn to e m b r a c e them.magnus westergard. 19. hans.

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"So... you wanna make out?" (Cassim) ((I had to. Im so sorry))

‘ – kay. ’

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( cassim.

“I- Uh- Wow- Uh- Didn’t actually expect you to say yes.”

‘ really? well, guess i’m f u l l of surprises. ’

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"So... you wanna make out?" (Cassim) ((I had to. Im so sorry))

‘ -- kay. ’

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" -- at least someone is unbiased in this situation. villains and heroes are gunna have separate classes again."

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“Kay, not that I’m also happy this fire got me out of a class, but it seems we’re all forgetting a ton of people got hurt because of it. Probably both heroes and villains kids got hurt as well. So….”

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" they just like to point fingers to the most likely subjects. i think it could've been a hero who tried to frame us. "

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( cassim.

“If- and that’s a big if, M- If I do pass out, you have permission to leave my sorry ass in the middle of this ballroom.” Promptly refilling his drink with the even more diluted punch, Cassim smirked.

‘ you asked for it, ’ magnus replies with a small smirk, taking a sip of his own punch. ‘ -- we should dance, you wanna dance? ’

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( cassim.

“Never know til I try.” Cassim responded, mirroring Magnus’ actions with his own drink.

‘ if you pass out am i gonna have to bring you back to your room? ’ magnus raises his eyebrows, tipping a bit more of the contents of his flask into the punch bowl.

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( cassim.

“…No.” Cassim shook his head, smile growing brighter at the other boy’s laugh. “Just going to out drink you so I can prove I can hold my liquor.”

‘ out drink me? i’m not quite sure that’s possible, cas, ’ magnus chuckles, tipping the rest of the contents of his drink in his mouth with a wink.

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Send me a 🎀 for my muses reaction to your muses ball attire

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( cassim.

“Well then,” Cassim began, staring his- date? were they on a date? was magnus his date? - dead in the eye. “-Challenge accepted!”

‘ you’re not actively going to try to get drunk now, are you? ’ magnus asked, hearing a genuine laugh escape his lips. that’s weird. he hasn’t laughed in so long. 

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( cassim. 

“Is that a challenge, M?” Cassim replied, brow arching in askance. “Or are you just being a negative nancy?”

‘ possibly, ’ magnus shrugs, his smile softening at the nickname. ‘ both? i think it’s both. ’

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( cassim.

“You mean the people of Auradon. Not me. I’m no lightweight.” He corrected, leaning over to grab his own cup of punch.

‘ i guess we’ll just have to find out, won’t we? ’ magnus asks, peering at the boy over his cup. ‘ i’m doubtful. ’ 

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( cassim.

“Think of it this way: by the time this whole ball is ‘sposed to become boring, we’ll be getting entertained by the other drunk students stumbling around.” Cassim replies, dopey grin on his face as he explains his reasoning.

‘ i can’t deny that, you guys seem like lightweights, ’ he teases, the other’s dopey grin triggering a sly one of his own. adorable.

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( cassim.

Cassim chuckled at the other boy’s actions. “Good, because I was worried for a moment that no one had thought of it.”

‘ i would say it’s because it’s rather early in the ball, but then again, it’s never too early for alcohol, ’ magnus shoots him a wicked smirk, pouring his own punch into a cup. 

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Cassim’s gift to Magnus- A bouquet of Stargazer Lilies.

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( cassim.

“So, I know that this thing just started, but I got an important question: Has anyone spiked the punch bowl yet?” Cassim asked, not quite directing his question towards anyone in particular.

magnus paused for a moment before fishing a flask out of his coat pocket, opening it up and tilting it into the punch bowl inconspicuously. ‘ now they have. ’

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“Nah, man. Kinda hard to believe in love at first sight when all the people available knew you since you were eating paste. And do my ears deceive me? Is that you asking me to the ball? -Well, the people on the isle must be idiots.”

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‘ eh, i guess i could say the same thing. plus it’s not a very logical concept. you can’t be in love with someone upon first meeting -- you don’t know them. hmm, maybe it is, depends on your answer. i won’t disagree with that. nice to hear someone else say it. ’

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( cassim.

“No love at first sight then? Ok, I can live with that. But yea, I’m with you on the whole getting to know one another thing. Interesting name you got there, it’s cool. Wait, you say that like I’m the first not to stray… What’s up with that?”

‘ would you call me close-minded if i say it’s not something i believe in? let’s start with the ball and see how it goes from there. you think? it’s norwegian.  people back on the isle didn’t really like me -- no idea why, but whatever. ’