#fyitd

[onetimetwotimesthreetimess]

“Who is this?”

Alec looked up from the floor, surrounded by all the boxes and boxes and took the picture that Max was pointing towards.

Something cracked inside his chest at the photo.

Fuck.

He looked gorgeous. He always did.

“Someone I love.”

“Love?” Max arched a brow.

Alec nodded his head, “I never got to finish loving him. So, it’s love. Instead of loved. Always will be.”

Max’s face contorted in something like pain and he sat back on the bed, his face in his hands.

“What?” Alec asked his son.

“I’m going to college.”

Alec rolled his eyes, “As someone who is paying thousands of dollars in tuition, I vaguely remember.”

And suddenly, Max burst out crying and Alec instantly went to sit by his side. 

“How are you going to live alone dad?”

--A snippet from one of of the stories in Follow You Into The Dark: Love, Loss and Some Other Drugs

[onetimetwotimesthreetimess]

Hello hello my cuties,

The past year has been amazing and painful to say the least. I moved for my masters and then finished my degree recently and had to move back to another city again. There’s also a lot of crazy stuff in between too lol.

I met so many wonderful people this year and it has been quite an experience. I’ve done this whole thing before too but due to covid, I didn’t get the time to deal with the change last time.

I was talking to my flatmates yesterday on video call and suddenly I was filled with the tremendous grief of losing friendships—not to fights or break ups but simply to life, jobs and again, to life. No one talks about how it feels to lose friendships—they’re not award winning book worthy but it’s a topic I need to write on.

So, in order to deal with all this love and grief inside of me—I’m starting this new fic.

Full disclaimer: it’s not entirely a happy fic. It’s not like anything I have written before but it’s the most real thing I will ever write. Every chapter will contain a different story including Malec, the kids, TMI Gang, warlock gang and a few OCs. Malec would be central to somr of them, in others it’ll focus more on Rafael, Max or Ari.

The purpose of these stories is not to cause pain but for me to deal with a thing or two. But I’m letting you all know that most of these stories will not have a happy ending. Some will have an ambiguous end, others bittersweet, 2% might have a happy ending and some are just straight up painful.

I hope you go on this journey with me but if it’s not your cup of tea, then I understand too.

POSTING FROM 25TH MAY 2023.

P.S. I will start posting part II of LRHWY from tomorrow for those who are waiting.

[onetimetwotimesthreetimess]

which one should I write next??

Ch I of HIADT or FYITD

HIADT- we’ve been waiting for years

FYITD- gimme that sweet sweet angst

Voting ended onMay 27, 2023

[lacystar]

Writing changeofheart!fyitd!wilbur is so fun because I can force that guy to say things he would not normally say even with a gun to his head

[onetimetwotimesthreetimess]

what the hell is that snippet and who is this 'follow you into the dark' thing

Apologies but every story from that fic is a little “what the fuck?”

FYITD is a new Malec/Lightwood-Bane fic that I’m writing. It will comprise of different story in each chapter, revolving around different characters and dynamics and relationships.

It deals with a lot of loss and grief and unfinished stories. And it doesn’t necessarily have a happy ending for all of them.

Here’s a small explanation to why I’m writing this.

[hyfrmia-blog]

following you into the dark → camia

Mia was in her room reading a book when the creepy announcement echoed throughout the facility. She didn't think it was anything serious until she heard the gunshot. Fear immediately consumed Mia but she could only think of one thing. Cameron. She raced to do the door, slipping on a pair of shoes before leaving. A nurse tried stopping her by pushing her back toward her room. "No. I need to find Cameron." She yelled, shoving past the lady. A few staff members were running about the halls and Mia squinted to see in the dark. Soon it felt as if she was the only one in the corridor and it got harder to breathe. Don't you dare start panicking, Mia. A voice in her head told her. It was Nick's. She remembered running to his dead body on the beach and that's exactly what looking for Cameron felt like. With that thought, she ran faster in the direction of Cameron's room. "Cheese and rice." She whispered as tears started to form in her eyes. "Please be okay."

[shadoedseptmbr]

[shadoedseptmbr]

Thirty Day Warden Challenge, via fearliath 15. Leadership. What is your Warden like as a leader? How do they lead and how do they handle companions disagreeing with them. At first, Melisande is fine with it, though she reads it as weakness on Alistair's part that he'd allow it. It is, after all, what her parents prepared her to do. It doesn't surprise her that they come to her with their problems and their personal quests. Her father was forever settling family quarrels and her mother had been known to arrange a marriage or two among the staff. It was what they did. She realizes a bit farther in, that it isn't quite the same, these people who never leave you, who become your friends as opposed to subjects. It's her friends, Wynne who patches her up and Leliana who found a set of green ribbons to lace her new boots and Sten who stands like a bulwark beside her and Oghren who got her so staggeringly drunk the night he found out about the nightmares that she couldn't have told you an archdemon from a toothless bunny. It's a different matter all together to lead these people, to what is likely their death. Fortunately by that time, they are following her out of loyalty and love, rather than out of duty. As for disagreements, Meli holds that they are all of them, free to leave if they cannot follow a command. Ill-chosen remarks at the wrong time kept both Morrigan and Sten in camp for a good while after Redcliffe.