#alec: i know somebody she's the best

[shesthejukeboxhero]

Smart Alec

Initiate!Eric Coulter x instructor!gn!reader

WARNINGS: violence, language

SUMMARY: You’re a first-year initiation instructor, and an Erudite transfer is making it his goal to get under your skin.

A/N: Please let me know if you want me to continue and make this a series! I know lots of people don’t know who Eric is (or don’t remember him) but if enough people want Eric fics I’ll definitely continue writing this!

PART ONE PART TWO

The sound of combat boots walking on cement rings through the compound’s walls.

“Good morning, Y/N.” Your fellow initiation instructor, Lauren greets you as you approach the giant net.

“Good morning, Lauren.”

“You going to the top or am I?” She says.

“I will, I love seeing the shock on their faces when they see they have to jump.” You say with a laugh, waving to her and heading towards the stairs leading to the roof of the compound. You manage to get there just in time, as you can hear the train nearing. Taking your place at the edge of the hole, you watch the initiates jump from the train. Once they all make it off the train, you yell out to them, gaining their attention.

“INITIATES! I’m Y/N, and I’ll be one of your instructors. As you notice, we are about 10 stories off the ground. The only way to enter Dauntless is to jump. If you don’t want to jump, then you might not have the guts to be here.”

“Is there something to catch us down there?” A boy in white and black clothes says.

“Why don’t you find out for yourself, initiate.”

There is a wave of silence after that.

“Well? Somebody’s gotta go first. Who’s it gonna be?” You say, getting impatient.

“I’ll do it.” A male voice sounds out throughout the crowd. You look up and see a boy dressed in blue approaching the edge where you’re standing.

“Alright, Nose. Let’s see what you’ve got.” You say as you jump down from the ledge. He steps up, oozing confidence as he does so. He gives you a mock salute and jumps backwards, down to the net where Lauren is waiting. You shake your head in disbelief, and try to hide the smirk on your face. “WHO’S NEXT?” You yell out to the crowd in front of you.

After all the initiates make the jump, you jump down yourself. After Lauren helps you out of the net, the both of you approach the crowd in front of you. “Dauntless born, you’re going with Lauren. Transfers, you’re staying with me. Go.” You watch as the initiates separate, leaving you with just the transfers. “Now, before we start our tour of the compound, are there any questions for me.” You announce to the crowd. “Yeah, I’ve got one.” The same boy from earlier steps forward. “Alright Nose, what’s your question.” You say annoyed, knowing how this is gonna go.

“How is someone as young as you qualified to teach us? You look just about the same age as us.”

“Well for your information, I was ranked first in my initiation class.”

“Out of how many people?”

“Close to 25 people.”

The boy smirks at you, trying to stifle a laugh.

“Something funny about that, Nose?”

“No.”

“Good, then shut your trap, Smart Alec.”

Without giving the chance for more questions, you start the tour. You notice the Erudite boy seems to be following close behind you. You try your best to ignore it and continue the tour. Leading them out to the open pit of Dauntless, you say, “This is the Pit. The life force of Dauntless.” You then lead them down a spiral staircase which leads to the initiates’ dorms. “This is where you’ll be staying for the next 10 weeks.”

“Boys or girls?” A different blue-wearing boy says.

“Both.” You respond sharply.

There are a few murmurs from the crowd. The girls complain about the lack of privacy and the boys are excited for the lack of privacy.

“If you like this, you’re going to love the bathrooms.” You say, leading them around the corner. As you walk into the bathroom, sounds of disgust ring out amongst the initiates. The bathrooms have no privacy whatsoever, with the toilets right next to each other in the open. A Candor girl says “Really? There’s no where else?”. You chuckle to yourself. “You’ll love this, Candor. Everything out in the open, just how you like it.” You say before walking towards the entrance, unzipping the bag of clothes set there. “Get changed. Dinner is starting any minute now.” And with that you leave them to change.

You find your normal table, usually sitting across from Lauren, the one true friend you maintained through initiation, but this time she wasn’t there. You shrugged it off and took a seat there anyway, but unfortunately that seemed to make some of the initiates think it was an open invitation to take a seat next to you. You try to tune out the group of initiates but they won’t stop talking.

“Did you hear Y/N actually transferred to this faction?”

“What?”

“Yeah, from Amity, of all factions…”

“I find that hard to believe.”

That’s when you step in. “True or not, that’s not your business.”

“So you’re not going to tell us?” The Erudite that had been on your nerves all day says.

“Again, none of your business.” You say, sipping from your cup.

“I’m just genuinely curious of the quality of education we’re going to be getting here, that’s all.” He says again, with a smirk on his face.

“I told you I ranked first in my initiation.”

“I don’t believe you.”

You glare at the boy. “You better watch your step, Smart Alec. Talking bad about your instructors doesn’t look good when it comes to getting higher in the rankings.”

And with that, you leave the table and walk to the terrace with the rest of the leaders.

#eric coulter x reader #eric coulter #divergent #jai courtney #divergent x reader

[ageless-aislynn]

Oooo, you play mass effect, it finally clicked in my head. Who do you romance in Andromeda?

Also, I really did enjoy the game regardless of the amount of hate it got

ZOMG, you must've missed me at my most Andromeda obsessed, lol! I haven't actually been able to play it since last November, when my previous computer gave out and then this one has been super lousy. However, as soon as I can hopefully get my Vegas back on and thus be able to GIF (and vid) again, I'm planning on going back to Andromeda to finally finish the big Ryder twins romance GIF project I had going, lol!

In short, I've romanced every single option available except Scott/Peebee and Scott/Jaal. Scott/Peebee was in progress when I got derailed. But here are some posts I've made about various things, if you'd like to see them!

Sara's romances with Jaal, Reyes, Peebee and Vetra

Scott/Cora and the shocking, unexpected Scott/Harry romance 😂😜

I was working on the Scott/Gil vid here

I've vidded Sara/Reyes, Scott/Cora, Scott/Gil and my final vid ever was about Scott and his dad, Alec

Mass Effect: Andromeda incorrect quotes

Me at the bottom talking about doing an Insanity run and showing my Sara in her Mjolnir-like tanky armor plus the name of my crafted weapons 😂

I absolutely adore this game and I've honestly missed playing it so much! Also, did you know that Kate Kennedy aka Kai from Halo is the voice of one of the Angara?

I romanced Avela as Scott JUST for that fact alone, lol!

Anyway, like I said, I never did get the chance to finish making GIFs for all of my romances and I still hope to finish those last two for Scott. As for which are my favs...

Sara: Reyes. I'm a sucker for that scoundrel, what can I say? 😍😇 But Vetra is a close second. I have to physically restrain myself from flirting with her if I'm planning on romancing somebody else because there's no way I'd hurt my best Turian girl like that! 😱😉

Scott: Gil surprisingly became my favorite "I have to make SURE not to click the flirt options if I'm romancing somebody else" romance. I also, no surprise, loved his romance with Reyes. Cora also was great!

I honestly really enjoyed all of the romance options, except for Keri's (the reporter) and not for any fault of hers but I disliked how she looks kinda uncomfortable with either Ryder flirting with her while she's just trying to do her job. I felt like a real creep, I have to say! 😩Then at the end, after I've annoyed this poor Asari at her workplace this entire time, the "payoff" was we went from a table at the Vortex to Ryder's just suddenly outside of her room? Not even a kiss? 🫤(I legit have headcanoned that Keri never actually let Ryder into her room, just went in herself, closed the door, and left them out in the hall, lol! "That's for continuing to come on to me and never taking the hint while I'm clearly just doing my job, you creep!" 😖😂😉)

If I could've romanced Evfra *points up at his pic above* I totally would have because I'm a sucker for a good "enemies to lovers" trope, lol! And I think Evfra would haaaaate himself for falling for the human Pathfinder. 😍😍😍

I clearly have put a lot of silly thoughts into Andromeda, lol! Anyway, thanks so much for letting me ramble about this! Who did you romance? Have you played as both twins or do you prefer just the one? Default or custom? Do you mod? My computer was coming off the rails at the time so I've only stuck to what's available in-game but I've seen some beautiful Ryder twins and some awesome clothing options with mods. 😉💖💖💖

#mass effect: andromeda #mass effect andromeda #sara ryder #scott ryder #pathfinder ryder #reyes vidal #gil brodie #cora harper #vetra nyx #me:a #my beloved #it's definitely missing andromeda o'clock around here #lol #thanks so much for the ask! #empresskadia #ageless aislynn

[canonically47]

REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW

OF COURSE!!! THANK YOU FOR ASKING I WAS JUST ABOUT TO MAKE A POST LOL

here we go...

DCAS episode 3 thoughts

spoilers!!!

(no duh.)

first of all, somebody spoiled in chat that lake would be the vote, so i’m pissed off enough as it is

patrons... when i catch you patrons...

seriously fuck all of the leakers & patrons that spoil stuff. i hate you guys. hope your pillow is hot on both sides

anyways!!! genuine opinion time

tom, my baby, my love, the light of my life, you did a good job voting for lake. this might be controversial but i think that, out of everyone, she is definitely someone to get out early. maybe there will be some sort of comeback challenge that she’ll win, because i don’t feel like her story is fully over yet, but for now, i’m satisfied she was the one to go.

connor and riya make me more uncomfortable by the day, but thank you to riya for putting an end to their situationship. not looking forward to connor doing pathetic puppy eyes and sighing broken-heartedly throughout the challenges though. and just between you and me, i truly hope one of them is the next vote.

also why did she say "i’m not your daughter" when they’re supposed to be interpreted as a couple/situationship thing... isn’t that a weird writing choice... or is it just me skull emoji fire emoji

on the note of another weird couple, yul is showing his true colors. i told you it was only a matter of time before he showed his true colors... grett, baby, you deserve so much better. i hope when this ship inevitably crashes that grett kicks him in the nuts at one point. she deserves to crush his balls. as a treat :3

love to see a potential alec-fiore-miriam alliance, and miriam back on her gaslighting shit. i have the feeling she might make the merge, but ellie will have her revenge against her and get her out by exposing her somehow. but for this to work, we would need someone dumb enough to vote for her, and i really wonder who- nvm jake is still in the game!! (and tom could probably be manipulated ORRR he could change his priorities and realize that jake and miriam ain’t shit

DEREK AND TREVOR ARE SOOO FUNNY derek’s voice actor is the best of the bunch and i am dead serious. he is sooo funny his deliveries are always so good (compared to many of the others that i would be burnt at the stake for giving the names of lol) derek forgetting THEY are the interns made me laugh so hard i love them

ashley please stop fueling jake’s dumbass fantasies he’s bad and fucking stupid enough as he is

jake can you just accept some people can be friends or are you going to be arophobic this entire series /hj. only a joke because of the arophobia but has this man never heard of platonic male relationships? not to be mean but [CENSORED] [CENSORED EVEN MORE] [CENSORED AS IF IN THE COMMUNIST ERA] [MY LAWYER ADVISED ME TO DELETE THIS ENTIRE SEQUENCE]

fuck jake

fuck riya

fuck connor

fuck jake

fuck yul

fuck jake

fuck yul

oh and how could i forget?

FUCK JAKE

sorry i know he didn’t do much this episode i just hate his ass

tess was really smart with her vote tbh... love that for her. she gets it

aiden and tom alliance PLEASE I CAN FEEL IT BLOOMING I LOVE THEIR FRIENDSHIP SO MUCH ARGHHH

fuck jake

fiore deserves better, she hasn’t even done anything this season, why will nobody give her a damn break lol? ashley and jake when i catch you...

hunter fuck you. you know what you did

ally-hunter-fiore alliance getting out jake WHEN WHEN WHENNNNNN!!!!!!!! not a want but a NEED!!!

fuck yul

fuck jake

FUCK JAKE!!!

also fuck riya and connor and their stupid ass drama

and fuck yul

but how could i forget? fuck jake

that’s all :3

(fuck jake btw)

placing my bets for the next episode...

ally-hunter-fiore alliance blooms but hunter is visibly hesitant about it. thank god he doesn’t have to vote, or he’d have probably already betrayed the alliance...

tom-aiden bonding, tom reluctantly accepts ellie as an ally, and gabby tries to get the two closer to each other, at least to work together if not to be friends

yellow team loses. riya goes home (more of a hope than anything though, realistically i think hunter and/or ally have good chances of leaving...)

alec-miriam-fiore alliance also blooms. throw connor in there too, but only as an ally of alec’s. alec is the one to convince connor to vote for riya.

jake explodes and fucking dies

yul explodes and fucking dies

riya explodes and fucking dies

#disventure camp #disventure camp all stars #dcas #campamento desventura #odd nation cartoons #asks #my asks #anon #anonymous #answered anon #answered ask

[dujour13]

siavash! ‘A quiet sigh as they turn away.’

Thanks Spyri ❤️ Took a long time but I liked this one too much to throw it out there half baked.

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The Queen was made of marble: straight-backed in her polished armor, face tilted up to reflect the pale gray light. “Your personal effects have been transferred to the inn. Be ready at dawn.”

Woljif saw Siavash bow his head and squeeze his eyes shut as the Queen turned sharply and left them standing in the Citadel courtyard like a bunch of spanked children.

Sidling up close, he muttered, “Fuck her.”

Siavash shrugged. “She’s right. She should never have given me the title in the first place.”

“Are you kiddin’ me? Everything you’ve done? You took back Drezen. And I wasn’t even around to give you advice.”

That got a smile.

“I’ll tell you what it is. You’re not doin’ it her way. I seen it a hundred times. Somebody plays the smart alec and makes the boss look dumb and down they go. Long as you wear the leash they’ll throw you a bone, but the minute you start thinkin’ for yourself you’re in a bag full a’ rocks sinkin’ to the bottom a’ the Sellen.”

“That’s not what the Queen’s doing. She’s not a mob boss. She’s…”

Woljif gave a wan snort. “What’s the difference?”

Siavash almost laughed. Wasn’t that what the democratic philosophers said? What is a noble but an institutionalized thug? Though in Galfrey’s case that felt uncharitable.

“She’s been fighting the Abyss for three lifetimes. That’s the difference.”

“And losing.”

“Well, yeah.”

“So what’re you gonna do? Say ‘fair enough’ and walk away?”

The amusement instantly left his face, drained along with all the blood—and all the hope. Siavash had to force the words out.

“I’m going to the Abyss.”

Woljif’s tail went still. “You’re really gonna do it.”

About a thousand emotions clamored in Siavash’s heart, but fear drowned the rest of them out. He started to reach for Woljif like a lifeline and thought better of it.

Let him go.

The act of dragging his eyes away and turning his back on him took every ounce of his remaining strength, which was scarce enough after the battle of the Fane and the Queen’s betrayal. It was not in his nature to be stoic, and yet for Woljif’s sake he had to be. His heart stung like it was tearing open as he turned.

The one thing he needed most right now, and the one thing he could not allow himself.

Let him go.

Wearily Siavash scooped up his bloody gear from the ground and slung it over his shoulder. By now the Free Crusaders had mostly wandered off; those who remained were bickering. The Merry Band stood about looking embarrassed and adrift. Even Iomedae’s Herald didn’t seem to know what to say.

What Woljif saw was a flash of terror as Siavash turned his back on him with a sigh like snuffing out the last candle.

“Hey—”

Siavash set off toward the inn, not looking back.

“Hey, you’re not pullin’ one over on me.”

He kept walking.

“I see what you’re doin’, you know.” And it did seem obvious: acting like a tough guy, turning his back because he was going to the Abyss without him. But… why would he do that?

There was only one possible answer.

They’d never said the words, but they hung in the air between them, binding like chains made of sweet sunlight, drawing him into a warm embrace, drawing him down to the Abyss.

Everything he’d secretly dreamed of. The best thing that had ever happened to him and also the worst.

He caught up but found he couldn’t speak as they went down the stairs side-by-side. In his head Woljif pictured the alternative: Well, g’bye chief, good luck. And then what? Back to business as usual? Fresh air in his lungs and cobbles under his boots, deals to make and strings to pull, but no heart for it. Alone and carved out hollow.

And on the heels of that thought came another, novel thought, the kind he usually classified as top secret, or a load of sentimental nonsense: that Siavash was a friend, the real deal—an idea he would have scoffed at not long ago—and much more now too, and to let him go off to the Abyss by himself would be an act so low not even Woljif Jefto would do it. He imagined Siavash standing there all alone in the Abyss, probably crying, knowing him, and it made his throat tighten painfully.

He stole a glance at him—his face, though drained of its usual joy, the one thing that had ever felt good and right in his life. How could his heart sink with fear and take wing at the same time? It was painful and confusing and… wonderful.

I’ll go the Abyss for you.

Because you don’t want me to.

How’s that for messed up?

He looked at him sidelong and confided, “You showed me your cards just now. You know that.”

Siavash frowned. “What are you—”

“If you really didn’t care, you’d pretend you did.” Woljif tapped his temple with a cunning smirk. “Gotcha figured out.”

“Nothing gets past you, does it?” Siavash wasn’t sure whether it was a laugh or a sob on its way out. He stopped mid-stride on the stairs and finally gave into the temptation to look at him: his clever yellow eyes and the conspiratorial smirk on his lips trembling with repressed emotion.

“We oughtta make a break for it, chief.”

The worst thing was that he seriously considered it for a moment, and with his whole heart: the two of them boarding a ship for Katapesh, sun on their shoulders and wind in their sails, that lighter-than-air feeling of freedom. So close, so real he could almost hear the gulls.

He didn’t mean to, but the wound had opened in the Fane and though the bleeding had stopped the pain had not, and his hand went to it reflexively, pressing as if to force the sundered flesh back together. Woljif’s eyes followed the movement.

“There’s nothing I want more,” he whispered.

Woljif sighed. “I know. Had to try.”

When the others came around the corner and started down the stairs toward the inn, what they saw was the ex-Knight Commander and Woljif caught in a desperate hug as if the world was breaking apart under their feet, holding each other in bloodstained arms and laughing or crying or maybe both.

#thanks for the prompt!! #spyridonya #woljif jefto #siavash #siavash x woljif #my writing

[everestica]

hey!! so i saw your song event thing (i have no idea what to call it lmao) and decided to req!!

the songs called "paper crown" by alec benjamin and the lyrics are

"when all she is, when all she wants, when all she finds

when all she is and ever was is comprimised

cause theres no one to love her when you build your walls too high"

so i was thinking that this would go with either malleus or riddle (twst) but you dont have to!!

take your time!! thank you

'*•.¸♡ Riddle and Malleus x Reader: 200 Follower Event!♡¸.•*'

➳ Reader is Described as being in the same situation as Yuu, but not is not described as yuu. Reader is a first year in both the stories!<3

➳ Warnings: Angst <3

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ.───

It was your first time visiting your best friend, Caters, dorm. You had heard some safe to say less than ideal things about the Housewarden of Heartslabyul, but at this point you were hoping that he wasn’t as bad as people made him seem. You stood next to the entrance into the Dorm standing behind Cater as this was technically his “terf” and you were nothing but an outsider to this. He chuckled a little bit before leading you into the dorm and around to the outside where you could see a bunch of people standing along a really long table, you question Cater about this but he just left you with that fact that it was an “Unbirthday Party” which left you more confused then when you walked into this area. He waved to the others around the table while still dragging you behind him to said others. That’s when he pulled you out from behind you to introduce you to the others, you learned that the two first years were Ace and Deuce, and two second years where Cater(which you already knew) and Trey, and then the only third year, also known as the Housewarden, Riddle. Not even gonna lie you were a little nervous at first as he was so prim and proper sitting at the table unlike the rest of them who weren't allowed to sit down yet, suddenly when you turned to look for Cater, or your comfort in this situation, he was nowhere to be found, so now you were all alone. It was kinda your fault for getting to know the only guy that would leave a socially anxious person for a good selfie. While you were trying to figure out what to do without the selfie taking master, Riddle walked over to your worried figure, you weren’t facing towards where he was sitting when he had come up. Suddenly from behind you you heard somebody clear their throat, you turned around and were faced with the Housewarden. To say you were scared was an understatement, you immediately apologized for not noticing him sooner, which he was a little surprised about as normally he had a hard time even getting his first years to do anything let alone apologize for something that really didn’t need to be apologized for. He laughed a little bit before saying that it was okay, and that you had no reason to apologize as he had just walked up anyway. The two of you talked for a little before he looked up at the sun before saying he must excuse himself to start the Unbirthday party and that you were welcome to join in the celebration, and only because you started to get closer to him did you say yes, it was normally very rare for you to be seen outside your dorm besides in class, or maybe in the library looking for a way home.

“When all she is, when all she wants, when all she finds, when all she is and ever was is compromised.”

That’s when Cater and Trey came out of the rose garden and came to sit down, just then there was a cry and the two first years came out of the Rose Maze with there looks all messed up before Cater got up and asked them what happened and that’s when they had explained that they were going to go take care of the flamingos like Riddle had asked but they didn’t wear pink when they were doing it and the flamingos were less than pleased about this, and so was Riddle. He looked like he was about to explode with how red his face was, and that’s when everything that you had just worked on with Riddle went to ashes. He started screaming at the boys about how they had already talked about this before and that they should know better before collaring them, once you saw this whole time go down, you were terrified and you now knew why you didn’t ever leave your dorm, people were horrible. Before Riddle could say anything you rushed out of the dorm with tears in your eyes. That’s when both Cater and Riddle looked at your running and crying figure, Riddle wanted to go after you but something stopped him as soon as he got up. So he let the second year chase after you instead. Cater returned a little later saying that you just needed time, he had a smile on his face but on the inside he just didn’t want Riddle to know that after all of that you were scared of him. Through the next couple days in school Riddle tried to talk to you on multiple occasions but alas, had no luck. He knew this was because he yelled at the two first years, even though it was normal to everybody in Heartslabyul, he should have remembered that you weren’t in Heartslabyul and that you didn’t have all these rules, and the yelling. He was really upset knowing this but decided that it was better if he had just slept on it instead and come up with another way tomorrow to say he was sorry, too bad he couldn’t sleep and didn’t see for a long time after that. The only time he ever saw you was around Cater and he only wished that was him you were with instead.. The walls that you had formed around you and Cater had closed again..

“Cause There’s No One to Love Her When You Build Your Walls Too High.”

You had heard the name Malleus ever since you had started to come to Night Raven, normally things about how powerful he was, his title, and his retainers that he had. Even though you had heard all these things about this man, its very unlikely that anybody has actually seen him, only spreading around things that others have heard or said, so you decided to think nothing of it. People were gonna talk no matter what dimension you were in, you learned that pretty fast. It was the end of the day and instead of heading back to your dorm like most students you went to the library in search of something that might give a clue on how to get you home. When you entered there weren't too many people but still you weren’t gonna take the chance and be around them so you started to search in the section that might have had a clue that was also the farthest away from the couple people. Soon after looking on every shelf and reading every book title you found one that looked promising so you found a table closest to where you were searching and sat down, opening the book and starting to read it. Normally most people wouldn't come to the back as there was nothing really back there that a student would need to read, so when you heard footsteps heading to where you were sitting it was a little confusing, that’s when you looked up from you book and saw the exact description of what the people who were talking about the Diasomnia Housewarden would look like. You made a quick squeak as you were being noticed by Malleus and tried to hide in your book, which unfortunately, didn’t work. You could tell because he let out a little chuckle before coming up to your table and taking the seat across from you, you slowly peaked out from behind the book where the 3rd year that you had just was now sitting right in front of you. Before you could hide back down in your book, he had asked you if you had seen a boy with silver hair, most likely asleep somewhere. You were a little confused but answered by shaking your head. The smile he just had dropped into a frown now, while he looked around the library and then getting up, he apologized for disturbing you and was about to leave before you got up and asked in a shy tone if maybe you could help him look. He looked a little shocked because normally people were scared of him, not wanting to look for the sleeping second year with him. He smiled back at you and briefly agreed and walked out of the library with you on his tail. You eventually caught up and questioned why he was looking for somebody that was sleeping and that’s when he explained about Silver, and how he had a sleeping curse. You “mhm” a couple times at what he was saying as a way for him to know that you were listening even if you weren’t the most talkative person.

“When all she is, when all she wants, when all she finds, when all she is and ever was is compromised.”

Eventually the two of you saw somebody laying next to a tree with his head resting on the tree roots and another group of around 3 boys standing next to the one resting. You looked up at Malleus and he looked a little confused at first before continuing to walk over to the group. From a little bit away you could hear them making fun of who you assumed was Silver, because most normal people couldn’t just fall asleep on a tree like that. You looked back at The 3rd year and now after hearing all those things the other boys said about Silver he was pissed. So he marched his way up to the group of boys and he started threatening them in one of the scariest tones you had ever heard, at this point Silver had woken up and immediately went to stop Malleus. A prince can’t threaten people! So while Silver went to stop Malleus, you with tears and being scared ran all the way back to your dorm. Through the next couple days the 4 main members of Diasomnia kept coming over to your dorm asking you to either hear Malleus out, or if it was Malleus then for him to apologize, but after a couple days of failures, they realized how scared you actually were of him. You weren't really sure why but for weeks and weeks after that it did nothing but rain and thunder..

“Cause There’s No One to Love Her When You Build Your Walls Too High.”

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #malleus draconia x reader #riddle rosehearts x reader #malleus draconia #riddle rosehearts

[therealblessedaffliction]

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💌 ⇢ how many unread emails do you have right now?  in my business inbox, 51. In my personal account, 0

🌻 ⇢ tag someone you appreciate but don't talk to on a regular basis@sparkly-butthole-on-ao3

🐇 ⇢ do you prefer writing original characters, reader inserts, or a mix of both?  I used to be really into writing the OG characters

🧃 ⇢ share some personal lore you never posted about before I have come to terms that I will always have an eating disorder, the difference now is that I've decided to profit from it.

🎲 ⇢ what stops you from writing more in your free time? I am fucking exhausted, fam. And the supreme lack of interest in my writing in this new fandom. Feeling unwanted and tired has managed to give me a writer's block that I have successfully dodged for 20+ years.

🍄 ⇢ share a head canon for one of your favourite ships or pairings

Here's two-

Geralt and Jaskier are so in love with each other, even platonically. They don't want to admit it, but they have a really warm and cozy love bubble around them and both are afraid that if they speak about it, it'll make them feel less giddy and elated and pull this bubble into reality, making it vulnerable to being popped by evil forces.

Jace's nonchalant attitude re: the people he bangs and his unflinching love for Alec always made me think he is an in denial asexual - he is obviously not sex-repulsed but he wields sex like a weapon or like a quick fix to avoid looking at deeper emotions affecting him. I fucking love Jace to death, he gets so little credit.

🧸 ⇢ what's the fastest way to become your mutual?

talk to me on tumblr

🪐 ⇢ name three good things going on in your life right now

My cat's health is better

I am losing weight and gaining muscle, feeling fitter than in my 20s

I found a hairdresser I absolutely love going to

📚 ⇢ what's the last thing you wrote down in your notes app? some Korean words for reference. In Korean.

  🍬 ⇢ post an unpopular opinion about a popular fandom character Yennefer is a gigantic selfish asshole, with only moments of emotional clarity and kindness and she treats Geralt like absolute crap most of the time.

🔪 ⇢ what's the weirdest topic you researched for a writing project? yeah not gonna make the FBI man's job easy. stay wondering, bro!

🦷 ⇢ share some personal wisdom or a life hack you swear on

It's always better to assume people are assholes by default and then let yourself be pleasantly surprised when they are decent than the other way around. Saves you a world of disappointment.

❄️ ⇢ what's your dream theme/plot for a fic, and who would write it best?

I can't pick rn.

🌿 ⇢ give some advice on writer's block and low creativity

The only way around it is through it. It helps to do various other creative things, it will recharge your creativity in the realm you feel it's low in. Like if you have writer's block, make some art. Draw some shit, splash some colours, bake and decorate a birthday cake, go outside and photograph some flowers.

🥐 ⇢ name one internet reference that will always make you laugh "My butthole! I blew out my butthole!"

  🏜️ ⇢ what's your favourite type of comment to receive on your work? When someone picks their favourite parts of the chapter or fic, and details their thoughts on it for my enjoyment.

🍦 ⇢ name three good things about a character you hate Alec is a good leader, perseverent and insightful.

🥝 ⇢ do you lie a lot? what's the most recent lie you told? God I used to lie more often than I breathed when I was a kid and a teen. Lately I just lie to get out of having to socialise.

🦋 ⇢ share something that has been on your heart and mind lately 

I find stanning a K-Pop group to be 20% fun and 80% disheartening if you're older because you definitely feel like you can't sit with the cool kids and everything is just a really good, hi-def illusion set up to make you bust your wallet wide open, so every moment of genuine relatability and connection is invalidated by the feeling that these people are part of a marketing strategy. It's kind of like going to see strippers and even if you like one, you know that even if you fell in love with them, you're not allowed to get to know them because for them it's just work and you are only worth the cash you pay in their eyes. The closeness is an illusion that leaves you feeling even lonelier and sadder than you were before.

🦴 ⇢ is there a piece of media that inspires your writing?  There are a lot of them but my core reference is Anne Rice's writing. Now I am writing something that was inspired by the portrayal of Jack Reacher in the "Reacher" series on Amazon.

🍅 ⇢ give yourself some constructive criticism on your own writing It would be nice if I could write stuff that's relatable to others, not just to me. But that would mean biiiiiiiig consciousness shift and I'm extremely pussilanimous when it comes to this.

🐚 ⇢ do you like or dislike surprises? I think the delivery matters a lot - a surprise is being told something that you don't know yet, and if the person breaking the news makes it seem like a heart attack from shock is the adequate response, then better don't tell me, just show me.

🪲 ⇢ add 50 words to your current wip and share the paragraph here

Hyunjin had made himself comfortable on his bed, with his legs propped up on the headboard, leaving just his shirt and his socks on. He intended to drag it out as much as he could and get the most out of those pics.

Magazine in one hand, dick in the other - that’s how Changbin had found him, walking in to ask a very pressing question. (65 words bc just the 50 didn't make sense alone.)

☁️ ⇢ what made you choose your username? Thinking about my love-hate relationship with writing.

🐝 ⇢ tag your biggest supporter(s) and say one nice thing about them

@hardcandythinking is my bestie and my number 1 fan. She's the real MVP.

🌸 ⇢ do you have any pets? if you do, post some pictures of them

🎨 ⇢ link your favourite piece of fanart and explain why you like it

This is so surreal - Chan is a human with two sets of ears and the rest of the members are tiny wee animals - and the love, goofiness and fun are so well captured. This artist also depicts Chan as shy and cute, and I prefer this to the hard dom or arrogant inaccessible guy takes I see more often. Like I get it's appealing to others but I like a squeaky, shy guy better than any alpha dude character.

🧩 ⇢ what will make you click away from a fanfiction immediately?

poor characterization on a macro level

crass and goofy consistent misspelling like "nobbing" instead of "nodding", "viscous" instead of "vicious", "colon" instead of "cologne"

offputting descriptions like "chubby little cock" or "fat mushroom" (used for dick tips). I would lose my erection if someone talked to me like that irl

#writers truth and dare #I know no one's gonna send me asks so I did it like this bc it was fun anyway #writing #Spotify #Instagram

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Whispered Truth, Spoken Lies

Malec | Rated general | tw mention of biphobia, racism | Canon Compliant, in that canon never directly denies this, 5+1 things, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Fluff and Humor, Demisexual Magnus Bane

Summary: 5 times somebody else tells Magnus something about Alec, and one time Magnus tells Alec something about himself.

A/N: Written for the Shadowhunters Ace Mini Bang.

Thanks to Liron for the beta and for organising this whole event!

Check out the amazing art (you can see it below the cut or on Twitter and Tumblr) by Xani (@soulless-baka, Xani9, or love_xani)!

Inspiration for the first scene drawn from the @malecdiscordserver and this Twitter thread.

Read it on AO3 or below the cut.

1. Izzy

Today, Alec thinks rather giddily with an arm wrapped around Magnus’ shoulders, is unquestionably the best day of his life. 

How could it not be? The numerous threats that have loomed over them over the last few months — over the entirety of their relationship — are gone; most, if not all, of their family and friends have made it out alive; and, most importantly, they’re married. This is their wedding day. Alec’s not usually one for sappiness, but today, it’s well-deserved. 

Magnus grins up at him like he can read his mind and agrees, like he too feels the warmth that fills Alec up with love. They’ve been glued to each other all evening; the longest they’ve been separated today was because Izzy split them up to get them dressed for the wedding, and that only lasted an hour before they were at the altar together. Throughout the reception — including Jace’s hilarious but surprisingly meaningful best man speech — they’ve stuck together, unwilling to let the other one out of sight, and Alec wouldn’t have it any other way. Whenever things got a bit chaotic, because Alec loves his family and tolerates large Clave gatherings but doesn’t exactly adore parties per se, Magnus was there with soft touches and warm smiles that brought it all back down to just the two of them. 

But now, the chaos appears to be winding down — or not, Alec amends, watching Izzy step gracefully up onto the table. Her heels are fully eight inches tall, and he’s not sure how she can put them on, let alone stand up in them, but she doesn’t sway and manages to avoid stepping on any chinaware. 

Silence falls, heads turning in surprise, and when she has enough attention to satisfy herself, Izzy activates a rune on the wall which lights the wall up like a screen reading, in bold lettering, ALEC’S GLASS CLOSET. 

Alec feels heat rise preemptively in his face. This is going to be embarrassing. 

“Hello, everybody!” she declares cheerily. “This has been much more fun than Alec’s first wedding” — she and Jace are taking every possible chance to make digs about that, especially as Lydia is in attendance today; it is nevertheless true that the bright colours and grins on every face beat out the sober, polite, Clave-sanctioned smiles of his attempted marriage to Lydia — “but I think Alec can stand to blush a bit more, so I’ve made a presentation.”

She snaps her fingers, and the screen changes to something Alec automatically recognises as security footage from within the Institute, displaying a younger Alec — perhaps eighteen? — standing in Ops. As the wedding crowd watches, one of the other Shadowhunters turns away, and Alec’s eyes flick down to his ass, then up. Titters break out as the scene changes, to a different camera’s viewpoint, and the same thing happens again, with somebody else; Alec doesn’t want to know how much trawling through camera feeds Izzy’s done to come up with this, but despite the blush staining his cheeks, it is objectively hilarious. 

The scenes move forward in time as the presentation goes on; Alec grows from a still-gangly eighteen-year-old to a broader 21 over the compilation. He’d thought he was subtle about checking guys out, but clearly not; Izzy’s found enough vids to fill minutes, even though each one is barely seconds long. He doesn’t ever check out Jace; it’s not in the recording, but Alec knows that every time he caught himself looking at his parabatai like that, he’d felt a rush of shame strong enough to glue his eyes to the floor. 

Clary and co. show up with a bang — Alec had forgotten about that time he’d checked Simon out, but clearly Izzy’s managed to hack something or other to obtain footage — and it’s only a moment later that Magnus shows up. 

There’s a fair bit of laughter when the videos promptly become a series of shots of Alec admiring Magnus, and Alec thinks he’s probably red up to the roots of his hair. Magnus is laughing along with the rest, though, and Alec can’t help the besotted look he sends him. (Jace, on his other side, mutters something about now they’re doing it again, but Alec quite cheerfully ignores him. Jace has been complaining about their sappiness all evening, but the sappiness in their parabatai bond belies his words.)

The last image is their kiss at the wedding, and Izzy’s beaming as the wall returns to its normal colour. “Jace got to be best man — parabatai rights, yada yada yada — but I’m making my own speech, so listen up.”

The crowd quiets a bit. “As you can see, Alec’s never been as closeted as he thought he was—” she pauses for the sniggers to die down “—but he was never able to be open about it, either. I’d known he was gay for years, but I didn’t dare say anything, and he thought I’d reject him for it if I knew.” 

Alec feels his throat tighten, but with emotion rather than the fear he would’ve felt a few months earlier if he’d known his sexuality wasn’t as secret as he thought. He’s learnt, over the past months, that both Jace and Izzy already knew and that Maryse suspected, but it hasn’t really sunk in yet. Magnus squeezes his hand, and he feels a surge of impossible gratitude for him, for all of them. For the life he has now, in which he can hold hands with the man who’s turned his life upside down in the very best of ways, in which he can lead an Institute and love a Downworlder. 

Izzy’s face brightens into a less serious smirk. “Also, we all noticed that he stopped checking out other guys the moment Magnus showed up, which was really the first sign that it meant something.” The smirk tips sideways into something softer again. “And look at them now — so wrapped up in each other they barely notice anyone else. Jace already said this part for me, so I won’t go on about it, but thank you, Magnus, for loving my brother.”

She steps off of the table — not stumbling, despite her heels — as everyone claps, and the smile Magnus gives Alec makes the whole world brighter. 

2. Maryse

Alec loves his mother, he really does, and he’s incredibly grateful that she’s accepted Magnus almost as her own son, but sometimes he wishes they weren’t quite such good friends. 

For instance, right now, when Magnus has tugged his chair closer to Maryse’s to look at the photo album she’s showing him. A photo album of Alec’s childhood. This is a disaster.

Magnus is, admittedly, cooing, but he is also laughing far harder than Alec’s dignity is happy about, especially when Maryse tells a particularly embarrassing story. Like the one about six-year-old Alec wanting to help Izzy learn to use a whip, trying to steal one from an older Shadowhunter, and getting tangled up in it, at which point Maryse managed to take a picture; Alec admits that he looked ridiculous, but Magnus’ commentary is more along the lines of adorable, which is completely unacceptable.  

(Alec had eventually succeeded in obtaining a whip, learning to use it, and then teaching Izzy; he stopped learning with her once she was well on her way to mastery, and she’s better than him by now.)

“You were so cute as a child,” Magnus tells him, grinning. “You’ve already got that serious little frown, which is still adorable now, but it’s even cuter on such a small face.”

“Shut up,” Alec replies, face brick-red. “Can’t we do something else now?”

Maryse laughs, rather evilly. “But we’ve only seen the one album! I’ve still got two more—”

“Absolutely not,” Alec retorts, glaring at her. “If I knew you were just going to tell embarrassing stories about me, I wouldn’t’ve invited you here.”

“Actually, I invited her here,” Magnus interposes, “and I’m really enjoying learning about how adorable you were as a child.”

Alec continues his staring contest with Maryse. “I’ll — figure out something embarrassing to tell Luke.”

She raises an eyebrow. “Good luck with that.”

“I’ll stop inviting you over to the Institute.” It’s an empty threat, and she knows it. 

“That’s what I have Izzy and Jace for.”

A thought strikes. “I’ll make that stew for you again.” 

Horror spreads on Maryse’s face, and she caves. “…What if I told you a story about Magnus instead?”

Magnus’ brows pinch. “You don’t know any stories about me — or at least, none that Alec doesn’t know already.”

“Is that so?” She raises an eyebrow. “Well, I remember a certain day, twenty or so years ago, back when I was in the Circle—”

Realisation dawns on Magnus’ face, but too late. 

“The circumstances weren’t — ideal” — the shadows on her face bear testimony to the likely corruptness of whatever she was doing — “but I do recall claiming that I wanted to create a better world for myself and my son. Care to say what you replied, Magnus?”

Magnus huffs nonchalantly, but Alec can tell from his expression that he knows exactly what he said and is dreading Maryse’s reveal of it. “Something embarrassing, I’m sure.”

“It was, if I recall correctly, ‘I have no interest in the world you want. Or in your doubtless repellent brat, I might add.’” She’s clearly barely holding back laughter. “Little did you — or I — know that in twenty years, you’d be married to that same ‘doubtless repellent brat’.”

A groan from Magnus, but Alec’s too busy laughing. 

After all, fair’s fair. 

3. Simon

“Sherman!” Magnus greets, smiling. “Lovely to see you, my dear.”

“Not lovely enough to remember my name, though?” Simon returns, sighing. 

“Of course I know your name, Samuel,” Magnus shoots back with a grin. “Come in, everyone else’s here already—”

Alec waves as Simon comes in, then wraps an arm around Magnus’ shoulders as his husband settles down beside him. Magnus relaxes into the touch. Jace, Clary, and Izzy are scattered around the room on Magnus’ various comfortable chairs; Simon takes a spot beside Clary and gratefully accepts the glass of blood Magnus snaps into his hand. 

As the spurt of greetings dies down, Jace returns to the topic they’d been discussing before Simon came in: teasing Alec for being, quote, “a simp for Magnus”. Alec listens with something caught between embarrassment and pride, while Magnus is outright chuckling. 

“See, nobody else is like that about their significant other,” Jace declares, hands waving in the air. 

“I seem to recall using Raziel’s Wish to bring you back from the dead,” Clary points out. 

“Yeah, but Alec said he’d do the same for Magnus.”

“I agree with Jace,” Simon puts in, to the blond’s surprise. “Alec’s hardcore. Remember when he wanted to become a vampire so he could go to Edom to be with Magnus?”

Alec stops paying attention, because Magnus has abruptly stiffened at his side, and he realises that Magnus didn’t know about that whole thing. It hadn’t seemed relevant, since Magnus was safe with no such measures necessary; Alec might’ve told Magnus about it if it came up, but he’d honestly forgotten about the whole thing. 

Clearly, it isn’t quite as irrelevant to Magnus, who’s staring at Alec in shock and disbelief — an expression that Alec has seen before whenever Magnus can’t believe that Alec is willing to do something for him. An expression which Alec is more familiar with than he’d like. Often, his heart aches for Magnus, who’s been burned so many times by so many people that basic common decency seems like something out of the ordinary. 

“You were going to do what?” Magnus hisses, voice low and almost terrified. Apparently, disbelief has given way to anger. 

“Turn myself into a vampire so I could go to Edom with you,” Alec replies, implacable. The others sitting around the room seem to fade away, eclipsed by the man in front of him. “Nephilim can’t enter Edom — or couldn’t, without Clary’s Alliance rune — and I needed to get to Edom, which meant not being Nephilim anymore.”

“You’d lose your runes,” Magnus says, and Alec resists the impulse to say Well, duh. 

Instead, he meets Magnus’ eyes with all the love he holds inside of him, the love that sometimes feels so big and explosive that he wonders if he’ll implode under the weight of it. He never does; this love only makes him stronger. “You’re more important than my runes, Magnus.”

Magnus makes a sharp, cut-off sound, like he isn’t sure if he wants to strangle Alec or kiss him. “More than your parabatai rune? Alec, you didn’t think it through—”

“I thought it through,” Alec retorts. “Losing my parabatai bond would be bad, but I wouldn’t be losing Jace — he’s just as much my brother with the rune or without. Even if I was losing Jace, though—” and Alec hesitates for a moment, not from uncertainty but because he needs Magnus to know how true this is, how much he means it “—even then, I’d do it, Magnus, because you are worth everything.” He knows Magnus, knows that all his life he’s been taught that he is worth less than others, that he’s somehow less important because he can smile and laugh even under the weight of centuries. You are not inconsequential, he wants to say, wants to smooth away those years of pain. He’ll get there eventually. 

For a moment of frozen stillness, Magnus stares at him with that same disbelief rising in his no-longer-glamoured eyes, and then he falls forward to kiss Alec with all he has. Alec holds him close, almost desperately, and pours all that he feels into the kiss. 

Behind them, Clary is reluctantly admitting that what Alec and Magnus have is a bit more, but Alec ignores them in favour of the man in his arms. 

4. Raphael

Dinners with Magnus’ side of the family ought to be more embarrassing for Magnus than they were for Alec — and they usually are, thanks to Cat’s propensity for giving Alec all the best tales of Magnus’ past adventures — but tonight is clearly an exception. 

It starts off well enough: Cat tells yet another story about Magnus in Peru, leaving Alec to wonder exactly how many minor catastrophes Magnus has caused and why it took Peru so long to ban him; Magnus groans half-heartedly and protests, though he knows from experience that it’s hopeless. After Cat leaves for her next shift at the hospital, however, Raphael apparently takes pity on Magnus and decides to do a Maryse: tell stories about Alec. 

The problem is that Raphael is one of the very, very few who know a particularly embarrassing secret. “Have I told you about Alec’s first crush?”

Magnus raises an eyebrow. “I think we all know Alec used to like Jace, my dear boy.”

“That wasn’t Alec’s first crush, though.” Raphael is obviously suppressing an evil grin, and Alec puts his head in his hands. 

Wrinkling his brow, Magnus glances first at Raphael, then at Alec, then back again. “Who was it, then?”

“I’ll let Lightwood tell you.” Raphael leans back in his seat, apparently satisfied that he’s caused Alec’s reputation sufficient damage. He doesn’t even need to keep pressing the issue; Magnus is obviously intrigued, and he won’t let Alec avoid this particular confession. Shit. 

Magnus turns to Alec expectantly. 

Alec huffs and crosses his arms. 

Magnus’ eyes widen pleadingly. 

Alec sighs. He’s never been able to resist those eyes. Magnus beams, and he can’t really regret anything that brings such a bright smile to his husband’s face. 

“Keep in mind that I was eleven at the time,” Alec starts, “and I didn’t have much exposure to guys.” He has no doubt Magnus will be laughing by the end of this, but he’d like to justify himself a bit in advance. 

“Go on,” Magnus says, still grinning. 

Alec sighs again, deeply, but goes on. “I’d caught wind of a vampire and a Silent Brother who’d come to talk to Maryse and Robert. Naturally, I told Izzy and hurried over to eavesdrop, mostly because a Silent Brother seemed like an important guest. The Brother — Jem Carstairs, actually — was telling them something interesting about a yin fen shipment, but I was distracted by the vampire.” Alec gestures to Raphael and waits for the realisation to sink in. 

Magnus’ eyes widen, and he promptly bursts into laughter. “Wait — you’re telling me — Raphael?” he manages between gasps. 

“Raphael,” Alec confirms, lips twitching to echo the smile splitting Magnus’ face. He’s laughing free and light and happy, and Alec can’t really mind the minor embarrassment. 

Eventually, Magnus calms down enough to talk properly. “Alexander, I cannot believe you would do this,” he says, putting on an overdramatic look of utter betrayal. “This entire time, you’ve been after my adoptive son.” 

The vampire squints at the moniker. Alec raises an eyebrow, deadpan. “Yes. I actually married you to get closer to Raphael. That makes complete sense and is definitely something I would do.” 

Magnus loses the battle against another round of delighted laughter, and Alec relaxes back in his chair with a smile. 

5. Lydia

This week has apparently been designated the Embarrass Alec Lightwood Week, because the day after the Raphael revelations (which Magnus probably won’t stop teasing Alec about for years), Lydia shows up for their semi-regular dinners together with yet another story in tow. 

Perhaps it was odd that one of Alec’s best friends in Alicante is his ex-fiancé, but there’s a reason he proposed to her in the first place: she’s a lot like him, in personality and in goals, and he knew she’d make a good co-Head. They probably would’ve ended up hating each other, trapped in a loveless marriage, but as friends, they simply work. 

To Alec, it’s more surprising how well Lydia gets along with Magnus — their personalities couldn’t be more different — but then again, the same could be said of Alec and Magnus. Initially, the relationship between Alec’s husband and his ex-fiancée was mostly swapping stories of Henry Branwell, but it’s shifting to encompass things that make Alec blush. 

“Izzy’s presentation at the wedding was hilarious,” Lydia is saying, grinning. 

“It was!” Magnus beams back. “I knew he was a disaster gay, but I didn’t know he was a disaster gay.” 

“I’d already seen the disaster gay brain in action, though,” Lydia says, and Alec feels a sudden surge of worry as to what secrets she’ll spill. Magnus leans forward, interested. “It was before we met, back when Alec was determinedly closeted — or thought he was, at least.” (Alec huffs.) “Anyway, I suggested we talk to you for some reason or other. Alec said — and I quote — ‘Magnus is, um… quite magical.’” 

Alec buries his face in his hands. 

+1. Magnus

“I have a confession,” Magnus says, rather abruptly, and Alec looks up in surprise. 

They’re in the loft, just relaxing in each other’s company, but something in Magnus’ voice suggests that this is a more serious topic than their previous discussion, a debate over where to have dinner. Magnus’ expression confirms the hypothesis: he’s frowning slightly, a hint of hesitance in his eyes. He’s still sitting half on Alec’s lap, half on the couch, with one arm wrapped around Alec, but there’s nevertheless something uncertain in his posture. 

“Go on,” Alec tells him, when he pauses before continuing. He doesn’t want to push, but Magnus has clearly been working himself up to this for a while, only to hesitate at the last moment; he needs a bit of encouragement to get past it. 

“I… may have lied to you on our first date,” Magnus says, after another moment, eyes darting away from Alec’s. 

“About what?” Alec prompts again. 

“I haven’t — you asked me how many people I’d been with.” Magnus is reluctant, but determined; Alec wonders how long he’s been thinking about this. “I didn’t — well, even if I had had sex with seventeen thousand people, I doubt I’d remember the exact number. As it is, I’ve been with… fewer.”

Alec considers that. He’s never really thought about that conversation, not since he decided it didn’t matter how many people Magnus had been with; as he thinks about it now, though, it does seem unlikely that Magnus knows the exact number of people he’s had sex with, and seventeen thousand is a lot. But that can hardly be the confession Magnus seems so anxious about. 

Magnus swallows, then keeps talking. “I don’t know how well you remember that conversation, but when you asked me how many, I said ‘seventeen’.”

“And then you hesitated, and I assumed you meant seventeen thousand,” Alec agrees. 

“I’ve only been with seventeen people, total,” Magnus says softly. “I know I — I build up this persona of somebody who has sex a lot, and obviously there’s nothing wrong with that, but for me, it’s — it’s just seventeen.”

Alec blinks at him, then quickly wraps an arm around Magnus’ shoulders to pull him closer because there’s an awful terrified expression on Magnus’ face, as though he fears Alec’s going to — to leave him, or something ridiculous like that. “I said it then, and I’ll say it again now,” Alec murmurs into his hair. “I don’t care how many people you’ve been with — or haven’t been with, as the case may be.” 

Magnus relaxes into Alec’s hold, tracing his fingers over his wrist. “I know you don’t care. Logically, at least,” he amends at Alec’s raised eyebrow, because Magnus had certainly seemed worried about Alec’s reaction. “It’s just that… well, because of the way I dress and my sexuality — and, at certain times in the past, because of my skin colour — people tend to assume that I have sex more than I do, even when they don’t deem me some sort of sexual predator. And if I told someone I was with that I don’t have sex that much, they’d be disappointed, or confused, or they’d leave. So I’d lie about it, like I lied to you. I pretended I had sex as often as they all assumed I had. Took control of the narrative, in some sense. Learned to flirt. And the few times I’ve confessed the truth, it… hasn’t gone well.” 

“Camille?” Alec asks, recognising the expression on Magnus’ face. 

“Among others,” Magnus confirms. “She — she said it was unnatural, for an immortal to be such a prude. Said I needed to enjoy life more. Said the only reason she cheated on me was because I was lacking, and if I didn’t understand why she’d cheat, it was because I was somehow wrong.” 

Alec holds him even closer in the momentary silence that follows, hoping that he can convey with his embrace that Camille was the one in the wrong, always, that there was never anything wrong with Magnus. Judging by the soft shudder Magnus makes in Alec’s arms, he got the message across. 

“I am… different, though,” Magnus says quietly, half-muffled in Alec’s shirt. “I mean, obviously there are people — even immortals — who don’t go around having sex (and far more who don’t cheat on their partners), but it’s not like that for me. It’s like — it’s that I don’t want to have sex with a random stranger. I want to get to know them first. It’s only when I already like their personality that I actually feel attracted to them.”

“I’m not going to judge you for that,” Alec says. “I love you. You love me. Everything else is — academic.”

Magnus’ smile is imprinted on Alec’s shoulder. “I love you.”

“I know,” Alec points out, half joking, then becomes serious again. “But have you considered — I mean, I don’t know a lot about it, but I was reading a bunch of mundane articles on sexuality and such, and do you think you could be some flavour of asexual?”

When Magnus raises his head, his mouth is slightly open, and he’s blinking quickly. “I… hadn’t thought of that.” He’s silent for another moment, considering. “I’m not fully ace, since I definitely feel attracted to some people” — he leers at Alec — “but I might be… greysexual. Demisexual, maybe.” He glances down at his fingernails, thoughtful, and the nail polish shimmers as it shifts to the colours of the demisexual flag. 

“And that’s for you to decide,” Alec tells him, gently. “Whichever one you are, I love you.”

“I know,” Magnus says, a bright flash of a grin illuminating his face, and Alec thinks that this, here, is all he’ll ever need. 

#SHAceMiniBang2022 #fic #malec #magnus bane #alec lightwood #magnus x alec #alec x magnus #alec lightwood bane #magnus lightwood bane #tsc #tmi #my fic #asexual character #asexuality #asexual magnus bane #demisexual magnus bane #demisexuality

[frzntrx]

(A/N: here’s somebody I haven’t wrote for in a while-

!movie Jace Herondale… x !plus size mundane/Simon’s twin sister and Clary’s bestie because as cute as Dominic was Jamie is the only Jace I will accept… sooo… might be a two-fer might be an ongoing thing I haven’t decided yet)

I woke up after being attacked by demons with my best friend and neighbor Clary, and my twin brother Simon, in a building I never saw before in my life… I didn’t even remember how I got there…

I must have passed out, I thought,

“She got lucky… most mundanes aren’t as tough as she is… are you sure she’s your twin?” Said a voice,

“Hey!” Came another voice… my brother…

“S-Simon?” I mumbled, struggling to awaken,

“Hey she’s waking up!!!” He said, shock and relief in his voice,

“Good morning sleeping beauty… rise and shine…”

As I opened my eyes I was startled by the blond boy’s closeness…

“How long was I out…?” I mumbled then my eyes popped open wide

“CLARY!!!!” I cried out, wrenching upright in bed, she was like my sister… if she died I didn’t know what I’d do!

“Right here…” came her sleepy voice from the bed beside me,

“Oh thank god…” I sighed with relief,

“Oh gee thanks no ‘hey bro you doing okay?’” Simon joked, and I rolled my eyes,

“You’re like a weed little brother… you’re not going anywhere… you’re resilient…” I teased, and he grimaced,

“Thanks… I think…?”

“Lighten up Simon I’m kidding! Jesus!!!” I laughed, and a cough came from off to the side,

There in the door was a young man about the same age as the blond boy… Jace was his name that was it, I thought, Jace Wayland…

The teenager had dark hair and startling blue eyes… and a very stern expression.

“You’re lucky these mundanes didn’t get killed… you always were a reckless one…” he grumbled,

Jace laughed, and stood up, patted him on the back,

“This is my best friend, and closest to a brother I have, Alec Lightwood… Alec… this is Clary Fray, And Selena and… uhh…” he grimaced, looking at Simon, who glared at him,

“Simon.” He practically hissed, I kinda gave him a look, what’s wrong with him? People forget names… hell he forgets names all the time I have to remind him… Jesus what’s gotten into him? I thought

“That’s it Simon… Selena and Simon Lewis…” Jace said, and I snort laughed,

“What?” Jace said, turning to look at me, my heart fluttered slightly…

What the hell was that?

“Nothing… just… you have this cocky facade so seeing you forget peoples names is kinda funny.”

He smirked,

“Glad I amuse you Moon girl…”

“Hey!” I laughed,

Simon was getting pissed.

“Okay okay… now… what do we do now?”

And then I heard Clary mumble in confusion.

“Jeez guys… I pass out and you guys give me a tattoo??? I thought that only happened in Vegas…”

Simon was momentarily distracted, which was a relief,

“Oh! That’s so cooool!!!” He laughed,

“It definitely proves you’re not a mundane that’s for sure.” Alec muttered,

“What does?” I asked, “and what’s a mundane?”

“Mundanes are what our people call someone from the human world…” Alec said, and I blinked,

“As opposed to…?” I prompted, And he shook his head,

“I don’t know why I’m telling you this much. I’ve already told you too much.”

“But what do you mean it proves she’s not a mundane? What does? The tattoo?”

Jace grimaced, looking at Clary and I, Simon huffed,

“Technically… technically it’s not a tattoo… it’s called a rune… they do… well… like spells… and that one is healing your friend… it’ll disappear eventually once she’s healed.”

I gasped in awe, and Alec rolled his eyes, and grabbed Jace by the sleeve of his leather jacket and practically dragged him into the hallway;

“I don’t think this is a good idea… they’re mundanes.”

“She’s not.”

“Yes well they are.”

“Well I couldn’t just let them die now could I?”

There was a long silence, then an exasperated sigh,

“Fine… but let me warn you… the rune to fix a broken heart hurts the worst. And it takes a lot longer to go away…”

And I could hear footsteps going down the hall, which made me think Alec got irritated and left.

Sure enough, Jace was back,

“Okay… so I’m back… and I’m gonna let you three rest up… you need to heal… and then Clary we will do whatever we can to find your mother.”

Clary nodded sleepily.

And he left…

That was weird.

_________________________________________

Simon hated this guy… I assumed it was because he was super protective of me and Clary, but this… this was strange.

He’d never been the type to be sarcastic and borderline about to fight somebody all the time, like he HATED him.

A couple days later Clary and I were talking…

We had gotten to the topic of Jace and Alec and how Jace visited us every day, and how Alec seemed to be kinda pissed off about it,

“Ten bucks says he’s secretly crushing on Jace and he’s just been friendzoned times 10,000.” I joked,

Clary grimaced,

“I don’t know…”

“Clary it’s so obvious… I mean… he thinks Jace has a crush on you… he HATES you.”

“Well what about you…?” Clary said, and I raised an eyebrow,

“What about me?”

“What have you been doing lately? You seem to draw a lot more after he’s gone… you got something to tell us about your boyfrieeeend?” She teased, and I grimaced,

Shit.

Lie! Think up a good lie. Or Deflect it to Clary, who also shares your love of drawing.

They cannot know about your strange fascination with this perfect Angel boy.

“I mean I could say the same about you Clarissa Fray! I don’t ask you what you draw? Why should it matter what I draw?”

“Riiiight!” Clary giggled, “sounds like a reverse uno comeback to me!”

“No! I just get bored listening to him talk about how he’s gods gift to earth or whatever, but I’m too nice to tell him to fuck off so I can draw! Jeez!” I said, Lying out my ass.

“I can confirm… the only one she tells to shut the fuck up is me and you Simon…” Clary sighed in defeat, “you win this round.”

Later that afternoon, Clary was napping in her little cot, and I heard plunking on piano keys… curious, I followed the sound…

I was NOT expecting emo boy Jace to be the source of the sounds…

Alec maybe, Jace? Not a chance.

He didn’t see me at the door, but the music was beautiful…

But he was getting increasingly irritated,

And he banged the keys in frustration.

“Ohh… what did that piano ever do to you?”

He flinched slightly, but then he saw me and grimaced,

“I can’t quite get it right…”

“Well I thought it was wonderful… but… you play it like you’ve lost your only love…” I teased,

He rolled his eyes,

“Sadly at this point my one true love remains and always will be, myself.”

“Well that’s too bad… But hey at least you don’t have to worry about rejection.” I teased,

“Not necessarily.” He joked, holding up one finger, “I turn myself down occasionally just to keep things interesting.”

I chuckled,

“You are something else Goldilocks…” I teased, and he grimaced,

“You’re never gonna let me live that down that I said to your brother dearest that I’m naturally blond will you?”

“Nope.” I laughed, and he sighed,

“Well… it’s gone now.”

“Oh I know how that feels… to have the inspiration just vanish from your mind… it sucks so bad.

Then I saw his eyes widen and I was confused,

“What…?” He averted his eyes,

“N-nothing… I’m sorry.”

I blinked,

Then it dawned on me what I was wearing,

An oversized t shirt Jocelyn got me when she and Clary went to a ripleys museum somewhere.

And not much else.

“What? I have shorts on underneath.” I complained and he breathed a sigh of relief,

“Thank god.” He mumbled, and I frowned,

“What?”

“Nothing it’s just… your thighs… they’re-“

But I cut him off,

“I get it okay… I could lose some weight! Whatever!”

“I wasn’t going to say that!” He protested, and I rolled my eyes,

“Everybody else does!” I hissed in annoyance,

“If you’d have let me finish…” he said, narrowing his eyes, “I’d have said the shorts and long t shirt style looks nice with your thighs.”

I blinked in shock,

“Y-you… what?”

He shook his head,

“Honestly who would say something like that to someone they just met a couple days ago?”

“Well who would say THAT to someone they just met a couple days ago?” I retorted, and he shrugged,

“Just an observation, I was trying to be nice since you and Clary are friends and all.”

I was confused, but I shook my head and left,

But a couple nights later I couldn’t sleep… I was worried about Clary, about Miss Jocelyn, about my brother… how were we gonna find Miss Jocelyn… was she okay?

I grimaced and sat up, and I left the room I had been staying in once I recovered, and I started looking around for something to do… maybe a library…

Simon and I had seen the room filled with old relics and artifacts from monsters the shadowhunters had fought over the years, a girl named Izzy showed us our second day… as cool as it was I wasn’t interested in that this late at night.

But even though I was pretty sure there was a library, I couldn’t find it. I was lost.

I passed one door then paused and backed up,

Because it was a glass door that opened up into the most beautiful greenhouse I had ever seen.

I pressed my face to the glass,

“Wow.” I gasped, and I felt a tap on my shoulder and whirled around in shock.

There was Jace, smirking.

“You scared me!” I hissed, he chuckled,

“I could tell… to be fair that wasn’t my intention… but your face was so funny.”

I grimaced, and his face softened,

“I’m sorry… that was rude. So what are you doing up at 11:47 at night?” He continued, and I shrugged,

“Couldn’t sleep. Thinking about Miss Jocelyn I guess…”

He nodded,

“I couldn’t sleep either…”

My eyes turned back to the door longingly,

“You like flowers?”

I smiled,

“Yeah… but I am SO bad at gardening… like no joke I killed a cactus one time… the thing said only water it once a month I swear to god.” And he chuckled,

“So the question is… would you like to see some? I know a really cool one I think you’ll like…”

I nodded shyly, and he smiled, and opened the door and led me in,

I gasped in awe at all the beautiful flowers and tropical plants,

“Whoa.” I gasped and he chuckled,

“Impressive huh? Wait til you see the one I have to show you…”

“So where is it?” I said, curious, as we headed upstairs and he chuckled,

“Impatient aren’t you?” Then pointed at a bush. But there were no flowers on it… just white buds.

“Oh.” I mumbled, and he chuckled,

“Just wait… in five… four… three… two…”

And then I gasped in awe as they started to open up one by one.

“Oooh” I cried and he laughed,

“Thought you’d like that one… only opens at midnight… very rare… few people see it. But I like to come here when I can’t sleep.”

Then I felt his hand graze mine and I looked up at him in shock,

He seemed to realize and kinda grimaced,

“Sorry.” He mumbled sheepishly,

“It’s okay.”

Then he shook his head,

“We should probably go… it’s past midnight now.”

And I nodded, disappointed, as he headed down the stairs, I rolled my eyes…

He wasn’t interested… why did I even think that was in the realm of possibilities… he was trying to be nice… I was his friend Clary’s friend.

But as I went down the stairs after him towards the door I tripped and yelped, thinking I was gonna fall on my face,

But his strong arms caught me before I fell, and I gasped in shock as his eyes met mine, concern on his face, but as my heartbeat and our breathing slowed, something happened…

His eyes softened,

I was confused,

And then he slammed his lips against mine, and I gasped against his mouth, and he pulled my body up against his, and now everything started to make sense…

He liked me almost as much as I liked him.

My fingers knotted themselves in his golden curly locks as he deepened the kiss, and I sighed.

But then we were startled by the greenhouse sprinklers and I giggled against his mouth, and he broke away,

“Yeah… we should definitely go.” He laughed, tugging my wrist and pulling me out of the greenhouse…

His lips went to my collarbone as he pressed my back to his door, and I moaned,

“Oh Selena… I’ve wanted to touch you for days…” he muttered, hoisting me up so my legs wrapped around his torso, “those thighs of yours are so beautiful…everything about you is beautiful… just wanna touch you all the time and kiss you and show you just how beautiful you are…”

“Never stop!” I panted, and he smiled against my neck, coming back up to kiss my mouth as he fumbled with the door, he got it open and we went inside…

And we didn’t break away the rest of the night.

#Spotify #fanfiction #mortal instruments #movie!jace #oc #plussize!oc #jace herondale #Jace Herondale x OC #implied smut #simon's twin sister!Oc

[ghost-town-story]

Find the Word Tag

Got double tagged by @charlesjosephwrites a hot minute ago. Thanks for the tags!

Before this gets long I’ll tag @mr-writes, @oh-no-another-idea, @fearofahumanplanet, and anybody else who wants to! Your words will be hug, consequence, brush, heat, and gone.

Words: use, waste, fade, thank, shake, lift, step, yes, love, sorry

Use (Lost Beneath the Waves)

Ronan stumbled back a few more steps. This stranger was buying him time. Time to escape? Or did he just want to use Ronan as a pawn like everybody else in the damn country seemed to want to do?

Waste (Band AU)

“One last chance,” Brian said, “for you to come clean. Give me the goddamned honest truth.”

“I don’t owe you anything.” Theo’s voice was barely above a whisper.

“You owe me a goddamned night of my life back that I wasted chasing your flaky ass,” Brian hissed. But he pushed past Theo without another word, heading for his car.

Fade (Nova)

Jay turned, clearly focused on something Basil couldn’t see. “What kept me here?” He hesitantly reached out. “Why did you stay?”

Before Basil could question his words, Jay jerked back with a cry, and Basil felt the floor shift under his feet as the bathroom suddenly changed.

Everything was back in working order, lights burning bright and steadily, the floor free of mirror fragments and dust. Jay was hunched over a sink, sobbing in pain.

But this wasn’t the Jay Basil knew. He was younger, without that distinctive curved scar that went from his neck to his shoulder.

As quick as it had appeared, the vision faded, the bathroom darkening to reveal Jay splayed against a wall, coughing and shaking.

 “Jay?” Basil hurried to Jay’s side, noting the scar he could see disappearing into Jay’s collar. His Jay.

Thank (Powers AU)

“I need to go,” Aydan apologized, standing up straight again.

James nodded, standing up. “Stay safe Ay,” he said.

“I’ll try my best,” Aydan promised, crossing the boat and starting the motor.

James untied the moorings, then tossed them into the boat with Aydan before pushing her off. Aydan raised a hand in thanks before carefully steering away from the dock, out into the open water of the bay.

Her eyes strayed to Wolf Paw, looking so innocent in the morning sunlight, and she shivered just the same as James. Long way around it was, then.  

Shake (Magic AU)

James let out a huff that was almost laughter. “I don’t know what kind of mood I’ll be in after talking to Jason,” he warned.

Aiden frowned, his arms snaking possessively around James’s neck.

“No, not—Aid, he’s okay,” James sighed, though he made no move to shake off Aiden’s hold. “It’s not—it’s not his fault, okay?”

Lift (Band AU: From the Ashes)

Alec finished zipping shut his guitar case, then reached into his hood for Nightcore. The little cat gave no struggle as Alec lifted her out of his hood and put her in his hoodie pocket. Rather, she crawled eagerly into the warm, drier cave of his pocket and curled up. A few moments later, he felt her begin to purr, soft little rumbles vibrating against his stomach.

Step (Space Pirates)

“I don’t think you’re going anywhere,” a sudden voice rang out from behind them.

Slowly, Caelan turned to find themself face to face with somebody they hadn’t expected to see tonight. “Lord Rossano. I wish I could say it’s a pleasure.”

“Same here old chap,” Lord Rossano said cheerfully. “Unfortunately I have no idea who you are, other than somebody who’s been living in a black hole. The name’s Captain Rossano now, and if you’d please, I’d like you to step away from the princess. She’s a very valuable little thing, after all.”

Caelan didn’t move.

Rossano raised an eyebrow. “I said move.” His hand strayed to the gun holstered at his hip.

Yes (ASTHC)

Ryn stops by the door, but gestures us further into the room. He taps at a keypad by the door, and suddenly the room is lit up from the ceiling. I blink at the sudden light, looking around. All around us are floating holograms that almost look like—

“Are these planets?” Jason beats me to the question.

“Yes. This is a map of our universe as we know it.”

Love (Stars)

“Divo, does Italian have an equivalent for te quiero?” Toni finally asks.

“Yeah? It just means—” I hesitate, feeling my face heat up. “It means “I love you”, right? So it’s ti amo in Italian.”

“Oh,” Toni breathes against my neck.

Sorry (Astral Part 1)

Aiden couldn’t deny that Calipsa’s story sounded familiar, but it also raised so many more questions. Before he could try to voice any of them though, Vernize spoke. “Why did you bring him here Cali?”

Calipsa took a deep breath. “I’m sorry Vernize,” she started.

Vernize jerked back, his entire posture stiffening. “Oh so that’s how it is?” he hissed. “One word of my sister’s return, and you’re off to fulfill your duty of protecting the true heir?”

#writing #in which i write #snippets #lost beneath the waves #band au #band au: from the ashes #nova #powers au #magic au #space pirates #the og story: second gen #asthc #stars #the astral chronicles #the astral chronicles: part 1 #writeblr things

[wishfulstargazer]

The Matriarch Job

Rating: T

Relationships: Parker/Hardison; Alec Hardison & Nana

Words: 3105

Summary: Hardison's Nana has been robbed, and Hardison and Parker are out for blood--with a side of homemade pot pie.

“Mmmm,” Parker shoveled another handful of Lucky Charms into her mouth.” Alec Hardison just smiled and kept his eyes on the road. “It’s soooo good, Hardison, do you want some?”

“Naw, I’m good,” he declined. “Just save me some flaming chips and that teriyaki mushroom jerky Eliot made. That stuff is amazing.”

“Sure!” she chirped cheerily. “Is there any more orange soda?”

“Hey, now, take it easy on the soda,” he warned her. “We can’t be stopping every twenty minutes for restroom breaks.”

Parker rolled her eyes. “That was two years ago and before you put the new struts into Lucille. I can hold it just fine now that I’m not bouncing all over the place.”

“Still…” he protested. “We need to make good time if we’re going to get to Nana’s tonight.”

“Tonight?” Parker gasped. “It’s a thirty hour trip and we only left yesterday morning! Aren’t we getting a motel or something tonight?”

Hardison winced. “I don’t think so babe….I know it’s long, but my Nana sounded really worried when I called her this morning. I don’t think this can wait.”

Parker nodded her head, her expression serious. “Okay, then, your Nana, your call, Hardison. But I’m going to need some french fries and some more of that canned cheese in the next few hours.”

*****

Parker didn’t  break down until day three of their stay at Nana’s house. Hardison had been catching an afternoon nap on the couch in Nana’s sitting room, so he didn’t hear her right away. Still, she was quietly sobbing into the pillow in Hardison’s old room, the one still dressed in a Star Wars pillowcase, when, inevitably, he found her.

“Hey, babe,” he asked gently. “Parker? What’s wrong?”

“Nothing’s wrong at all,” she insisted, lifting her tearstained face from his pillow. It struck him then, in a way that didn’t often register, how tiny she was, despite being tall for a woman. Even on the twin bed, she barely took up any space. Feeling awkward and oversized, he hunkered down next to her.

“You know what the best part of dating a geek is?” he asked, slipping an arm around her shoulder.

“Having him build me fun robot friends?” she asked with a watery grin. Hardison, startled, let out a bark of laughter. 

“Not a bad guess,” he acknowledged, “but try again.”

She tapped her upper lip thoughtfully. ‘Is it something about how we’re in the ‘Age of the Geek’?”

“Another excellent guess!” he congratulated her, “but no. The best part about dating a geek is that no matter what you’re unhappy about, he probably knows somebody who got bullied for it at some point, so you can tell him anything.” He hugged her to his side. “Parker, what’s wrong?”

“I’m fine,” she insisted, but it was followed by a choking little sob. “Really.” But she turned her damp face into Hardison’s flannel covered shoulder and sighed deeply. Then she sniffled.

“Clearly you are doing just great, of course, Parker,” he said, pulling her even closer to him until she was almost sitting on his lap. “But if you were upset about something, what do you think it might be? Hypothetically, of course."

Continues on AO3

@leveragegiftexchange

#leverage #fluff and feels #leverage fanfic #alec hardison #parker #hardison's Nana #gift fic

[books-i-finished-reading]

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The Red Scrolls of Magic - Cassandra Clare and Wesley Chu

( The Eldest Curses - book 1/3 )

22nd April 2023

... wherever you traveled, it was the company that mattered.

... special bonus level of Hell.

"... No mission is so dangerous it isn't worth doing in style."

... the worst tragedies were born of love.

"Unasked-for advice is criticism ..."

"I'm not gay," said Raphael. "I'm not straight. I'm not interested." "Your sexuality is 'not interested' ?" Alec asked curiously. Raphael said, "That's right."

... all love sailed too close to madness.

... existentially threatening experience.

"Come and hold me. I want you next to me."

"... Never makes a mess when a total catastrophe will do."

"... Every pain you have suffered has had a purpose, has made you strong ..."

Maybe it was the only thing that worked, taking the risk of trust.

"What if I lost him by telling the truth?" "What if you lost him by hiding it?"

"... I need a vacation from that vacation."

"I never explain. Takes less time and adds to my air of mystique."

"I've been meaning to ask," said Magnus. "When Shinyun and I were fighting in the pentagram in Rome, you shot her. You told me that you could see dozens of illusions of me fighting dozens of her. How did you know which one was really her?" "I didn't," said Alec. "I knew which one was you." "Oh. Was one version of me more handsome than the others?" Magnus said, charmed. "More debonair? Possessed of a certain je ne sais quoi?" "I don't know about that," said Alec. "You reached for a knife. You had it in your grasp, and then you let it go." Magnus deflated. "You knew it was me because I'm worse at fighting than she is?" Magnus asked. "Well, that's terrible news. I imagine 'pathetic in combat' is on the top ten list of Shadowhunter turnoffs." "No," said Alec. "Number eleven, just below 'doesn't actually look good in black' ?" Alec shook his head again. "Before we were together," he said, "I was angry a lot, and I hurt people because I was in pain. Being kind when you're in pain-it's hard. Most people struggle to do it at the best of times. The demon who cast that spell couldn't imagine it. But among all those identical figures, there was one person who hesitated to hurt somebody, even at the moment of utmost horror. That had to be you."

[izzymalec]

alec lightwood, supportive brother and leader of the isabelle lightwood fanclub

#alec lightwood #isabelle lightwood #shadowhunters #shedit #shadowhuntersedit #aleclightwoodedit #isabellelightwoodedit #lightwood siblings #mine #s1 #1.08 #s2 #2.13 #2.16 #anyone: we have this thing that needs to be done #alec: i know somebody she's the best #1k

[boxeom]

Songs I Think JJK Characters Would Have On Their Simping Playlist For You

| |Characters: Gojō Satoru, Nanami Kento, Itadori Yūji, Kugisaki Nobara, Fushiguro Megumi, Fushiguro Toji, Zen'in Maki, Inumaki Toge, Okkatsu Yūta, Geto Suguru, Irie Shoko, Ryomen Sukuna.

| |A/N: I'm embarrassed with how long this took me to make lmao. Don't be shy to comment which playlists are your favorite or which songs you think are fitting! I'd also love to see if you have any songs you think are accurate for the characters, too (I adore music, so I'm always up to listen to suggested songs)! [💮= Favorites]

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☄️Gojo Satoru☄️

☄️"Nothing" (Jeremy Passion)

☄️"Someone To You" (Banners)

☄️"That's What I Like" (Bruno Mars)

☄️"I Found" (Amber Run)

☄️"See You Again" (Tyler, The Creator)

☄️"You Are The Reason" (Calum Scott)

☄️"This Is How You Fall In Love" (Jeremy Zucker ft.Chelsea Cutler)

☄️"I.F.L.Y" (Bazzi)

☕Nanami Kento☕ (💮)

☕"What You Won't Do For Love" (Bobby Caldwell)

☕"Mirror" (Justin Timberlake)

☕"Kiss Me" (Ed Sheeran)

☕"I Love You Baby" (Frank Sinatra)

☕"Somewhere Only We Know" (Keane)

☕"Isn't She Lovely" (Stevie Wonder)

☕"Falling In Love At A Coffee Shop" (Landon Pigg)

☕"Say You Won't Let Go" (James Arthur)

🌻Itadori Yūji🌻

🌻"Constant" (Jeremy Passion)

🌻"Treasure" (Bruno Mars)

🌻"Consider Me" (Allen Stone)

🌻 "Out of My Leauge" (Fitz And The Tantrums)

🌻"Ho Hey" (The Lumineers)

🌻"Photograph" (Ed Sheeran)

🌻"Puppy Love" (gani)

🌻"Line Without A Hook" (Rick Montgomery)

🔨Kugisaki Nobara🔨 (💮)

🔨"Vanilla Sunday" (Emily Burns ft.Olivia Nelson)

🔨"Say My Name" (ODESZA)

🔨 "Say So" (Doja Cat)

🔨"Love" (Keyshia Cole)

🔨 "Mine" (Bazzi)

🔨"Better" (Jeremy Passion)

🔨"falling for u" (Peachy)

🔨 "uwu" (chevy)

🌌Fushiguro Megumi🌌 (💮)

🌌"This Side of Paradise" (Coyote Theory)

🌌"Two Time" (Jack Stauber)

🌌"Private Fears In Public Places" (Front Porch Step)

🌌"Best Part" (Daniel Caesar ft.HER)

🌌"Ultimately" (Khai Dreams)

🌌"Love" (Finding Hope)

🌌"The Scientist" (Coldplay)

🌌"Bad Habit" (Ben Platt)

🌆Fushiguro Toji🌆 (💮)

🌆"Try A Little Tenderness" (Otis Redding)

🌆"She Will Be Loved" (Maroon 5)

🌆"Work Song" (Hozier)

🌆"Lost" (Michael Buble)

🌆 "It's You" (Ali Gatie)

🌆"Fooled Around And Fell In Love" (Elvin Bishop)

🌆"Something I Need" (OneRepublic)

🌆"Pretty Face" (Public)

🌕Zen'in Maki🌕

🌕"Things That Make It Warm" (Cavetown)

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[plus-size-reader]

Somebody Else

Jace Wayland x Plus size!reader

Word Count: 1978 words

Warnings: none

Summary: Clary really hurts Jace after they kiss  which leaves you to pick up the pieces, which doesn’t exactly go how you’d think

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You knew that something was wrong as soon as you saw him in the hallway, stalking around in the dark.

Jace was always moody, but this was something different.

He looked hurt.

It wasn’t a look you were accustomed to seeing on his face, as he normally wore that stoic frown, but you weren’t blind. You could tell that something was definitely wrong, it had to be.

Knowing Jace, it could have been anything, from an argument with Alec to Isabella getting the best of him during training. You couldn't tell right off the bat but unfortunately, even if you asked, he may not ever tell you what happened.

In all the time that you had known him, Jace had always been secretive with his emotions. He didn’t want people to know that he had them, or that they could be exploited, but if you paid close enough attention, you could always tell.

If you were looking, you could read him like a book.

What he was going through might not have been the most obvious with no context clues but if you had to guess, it likely had something to do with Clary.

There was just something about her.

Since she arrived at the institute, Jace had been acting strangely, worrying about what could possibly happen to her and talking more about her than you’d ever heard him talk about anyone in his entire life.

It was obvious that he cared about her, and if something had happened between the two of them, that would more than explain the mood he was in. Even a look from her could make a clear impact on him.

Frankly, there was no telling how bad it could get.

The worst thing was that he probably was going to ignore whatever he was feeling, which would only make it worse.  Jace hated to feel things, no matter how important they were, or how much more difficult it would make it if he buried them.

It just wasn’t who he was.

Still, you knew better than to just let him go on that way like nothing happened. You knew better than to leave him to his own devices, because that would be a disaster. If there was any chance you could make this easier on him, you would.

“What’s going on?” you asked, hoping that he would just tell you the truth, all while knowing that he wouldn’t. He’d been in pretty good spirits since Clary got to the institute but there was no proof of that now.

You hadn’t seen him this upset in a really long time.

“Nothing” came Jace’s grumble in reply. He hoped that you would be in bed by now, already fast asleep, but he would never be so lucky. Of course you were here, after everything else that had gone wrong today, now you wanted to talk.

You always wanted to talk.

Asking was a long shot to begin with, you knew that, but you just hoped he’d be honest with you. You were his best friend, and you loved him, so if something had happened, it seemed like something you should know about.

This was important to you, even if he didn’t want to talk about it.

“Tell that to your face” you sighed, eyeing him incredulously in the way you so often did. You had this way of dealing with him that no one else did, and right now, it wasn’t something he wanted.

All he wanted to do was go back to his room and sit in silence for a while, staring at the wall.

He didn’t want to talk about his feelings, or what had happened between him and Clary. He didn’t want to tell you about how stupid he’d been, thinking that he’d actually have a shot with her. Not only would it be a huge bruise to his ego but you would do that thing you did.

You would tell him that you were sorry, and that it was okay if he was upset. You always supported him, even when he was being an idiot, and right now, it was only going to add insult to injury.

Clary didn’t seem to care whether or not he was there at all.

If she had, that mundane wouldn’t have been in her bedroom to start with. He thought they had something special, but clearly, he was wrong.

No matter what he did, he was never going to measure up to him, and that was something he’d have to come to terms with.

The two of you walked in silence for a while, your plan to go bed long forgotten in exchange for whatever Jace needed. Right now, you didn’t want to leave him alone because no one wanted to be alone when they were upset.

Though, Jace would have surely had you believe that was false.

He wanted nothing more than to be by himself, but if he had to be with anyone right now, he was glad it was you. There was a reason you were so important to him, and a reason you’d been friends for so long.

You didn’t push too hard, but you also didn’t give in completely when he asked for space. It was a good balance, one he felt safe in.

Safe enough to let you in, just a little bit.

“He was in her room” he decided finally, not really explaining much about his situation. It was hardly an explanation at all but at least it was a start. You could build off of that, and it was more than you’d been expecting.

Normally, ‘nothing’ would be all Jace cared to give you when you asked about his feelings.

You had no idea who he was referring to, of course, not at first. However, going off of your Clary assumption, it only tracked that he must have been talking about Simon.

Simon was a mundane, and Clary’s childhood best friend who she seemed to value more than anyone else in the world.

It was no secret to you or the other Shadowhunters that Jace and Simon didn’t have much in common, and they weren’t exactly each other's biggest fans.

Seeing him there must have been difficult for Jace, especially considering how he felt for her.

You couldn’t help but briefly imagine what that must have been like for him, and what it would be like if you were in his shoes. If you had to see Jace and Clary in such a way, it would put you in quite the sour mood too.

You really couldn’t blame him for being so grumpy.

“And you know this because you were going to be...in her room?” you clarified, ignoring the tinge of jealousy in the pit of your stomach at the idea.

You thought that you had come to terms with his feelings for her, as you didn’t have much of a choice, but for some reason, that was much more hard to hear than you’d been expecting.

That reason, of course, being the fact that you were in love with him.

You had been in love with Jace for quite some time, as pathetic as that was, but it wasn’t until Clary showed up that you felt the need to be honest about that. You had kept it a secret for so long, content to bury your feelings as he did, but now that she was here, it was different.

It just wasn’t right.

Jace would do anything for her, and his love knew no bounds but Clary didn’t seem to even notice. Surely she must have noticed how important she was to him, though maybe the difference in his actions wasn’t as obvious to her.

They had just met recently, after all.

She didn’t have much to build off of, not like you did. She didn’t have years and years of getting to know him, and of falling for him in the strongest way. She didn’t see the way his eyes sparkled when he talked to or about her.

She didn’t have any idea just how much he’d fallen for her, but you did.

You could see it, even now as you walked beside him in the dark corridor, how much this new development was hurting him.

“I kissed her, and I thought there was something there but-” he started, only stopping when he realized just how much he’d said. This wasn’t his plan, of course, but he really cared about her.

It hurt to see Simon there, standing in her doorway, and the way she acted afterward did little to make him feel better.

She didn’t even bother to come after him.

It didn’t help that you were so easy to talk to, offering as much support and care as you possibly could without giving him advice he didn’t need, or forcing him to share more than he was comfortable with.

You were the perfect person to open up to, even when he didn’t want to.

“But it hurt to see someone you cared so much for with someone else?” you filled in, going out on a limb to try and get him to share just a little more. Any more insight into what he was going through would help you make it better, or so you hoped.

Really, you were going off of pure instinct right now.

You knew exactly what Jace was going through, not that you would ever admit that to him, because what he was going through was what you had gone through every day since she’d come to your home.

Watching the person you loved fall in love with someone else was worse than anything else you’d ever experienced. It wasn’t a demon to slay or a foe to be vanquished. It was real, and unavoidable, and painful.

There was nothing you could do to change it.

“Yeah, I guess it did” he allowed, thinking back to the way his heart had sank when Simon opened the door, and the way Clary backed away from him as if nothing had been going on the moment before the other male made himself known.

It sucked.

“Maybe it was a misunderstanding, maybe she didn’t know he was there” you tried, not able to bring yourself to make him feel any worse. Even if you didn’t necessarily believe that was the case, you weren’t about to tell him that.

Jace cared about her, a lot, and if she was going to make him happy, you wanted it to work out. It didn’t matter if it would make you unhappy, or if it would be hard for you, because as long as he was happy, that was all you cared about.

He deserved to be happy.

He deserved the world, if that's what he wanted.

“Maybe”

Jace didn’t sound fully convinced, of course, but you didn’t need him to be. All you had to do was get him not to give up on her, to not give up on anything, because then you would be worse off than you started.

He’d really started to open up as of late, and the difference in him was one anyone could see. You didn’t want him to start taking strides backwards because of what had happened tonight.

“Just go see her in the morning, and I’m sure everything will be fine” you smiled, doing a really convincing job of hiding just how much your heart was breaking at the idea of it. Somehow, you had ended up trying to convince the man you loved to be with someone else.

Somehow.

Still, as you considered the way you’d found him, moping around like the world was out to get him, and how he was now, nothing else mattered. If Jace was happy, you were happy, and it was as simple as that.

It had to be.

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Sick (The Volturi x Reader)

WARNING: Vomiting

"Rats? You think there are rats in the castle?" Demetri couldn't help but smile. "I'm certain of it. I keep seeing things scurry around in the corner of my eyes and I heard a squeak once! I'm telling you, it's rats!" The receptionist declared.  "My love, don't you think we'd be the first to know about a rat infestation? All of those little heartbeats as the scamper in between the walls." Demetri smiled as he teased. She shivered in response. "Don't say that!" Demetri's gaze shifted to over her shoulder with a furrowed brow. "So tell me, rats are the ones with the long tails right?" Demetri nodded to the corner behind her and the receptionist screeched nearly jumping out of her skin. Demetri chuckled. "I'm simply teasing. Honestly, Vanessa, their isn't anything to be concerned about." "I'm serious! My aunt had an infestation once and we too thought nothing of it until their was so many of them that we could hear them scampering around in the walls. There was at least fifty of them, Demetri. Fifty." "Fine, my sweet, fine. Do what you have to do to settle your mind. Just...don't go overboard with that stuff. It stinks." Vanessa nodded profusely as she dug around into her bag. 

"Did I hear something about rats?" A voice called out, judging by the croaking cough and coughing fit afterwards, they knew who it was immediately. "Dear Vanessa is under the impression that we have a rodent problem." Demetri said smoothly. You winced. "Ew. Please tell me that’s not the case." "I'm sure it isn't but I suppose I'll just have to humour another human." Demetri smiled. "How are you feeling?" "Better than yesterday." You admitted. "I can finally breathe out of both nostrils though!" You grinned. "Congratulations, you can take breathing through your nose for granted once more." Demetri responded with a cheeky grin.  "Anyway, have you seen Felix? I've been trying to track him down but can't seem to find him anywhere." You asked. "I'm sure he hears all that coughing and is fleeing the area." Demetri smirked. "He's on guard duty, love." You sighed. "Tell him, I'm looking for him if you see him." You headed back the way you came. Demetri bid you farewell before grimacing at the bag. 

The next day, you coughed for what you felt was the hundredth time that day. A loud croaky cough escaped you and Demetri winced. He and Felix turned to you. "That sounds like a painful one.” "It's annoying." You croaked, the cough affecting your ability to talk. "I thought that was getting better." Felix said. "Likewise-" Another wave of coughs interrupted you. You had been suffering with a cold for the past few days. You had thought the day prior that perhaps the worst of it was over. Until this next day when your raw throat returned with a vengeance for even having the thought. "Go and drink some water." Jane nodded to the bottle of water. "It's still cold." You did as she said. As you took a swig, Alec spoke up. "Do you know that the masters have been wanting to see you?" "I'm on my way there now." You replied, mostly into the bottle. 

You woke up the next day feeling even worse than you had before. Your stomach hurt as did your head. With every movement of your head, you felt dizzy. Most of all you were exhausted. You tried to talk but it came out as incoherent mumbles that barely left your lips. You sighed before trying again. "Somebody!" You called out as best you could. It wasn't very loud but thankfully, you lived with vampires. 

It was Demetri who peaked his head in. Your eyes fluttered a little, trying to fight against the stronger wave of exhaustion. He moved into the room. "Are you alright?" He asked. "...don't feel good."  "So I see." He replied. His cold hand pressed against your forehead and cheeks. You grumbled about already feeling a little cold and you didn't need Demetri adding to it. "You're a little warm but nothing too serious." Demetri said. 

Demetri left to inform the masters that you were sick. You hadn't even realised you were dosing off or that time had passed until you felt a large cold hand take yours. You opened your eyes to see Aro kneeling at your bedside as he smiled at you slight. "Hello, little one." Marcus said, as he sat on the other side of you. "Demetri told us you aren't feeling very well today." You shook your head slowly in response. "You certainly are tired, my dear." Aro said with a small teasing smile. "You're thoughts are next to none.” You turned your head towards Marcus, you head against his chest. He allowed it, lightly scratching your scalp. "No, this appears to have just happened over night. They had a cold for a few days and a cough yesterday. Other than that, they were up and about. A little tired at best from a lack of sleep." You opened your eyes again to see Caius on the phone, his eyes going to you every now and then. When did they even plug in the phone? "I see. So we should monitor their situation over the next few days?" Caius asked. "Very well, Carlisle. Thank you for your help. Goodbye." Caius hung up. "Carlisle said it could be a stomach bug rather than a cold. If we keep an eye on them, they should begin to recover within a couple of days." "Our poor (Y/N)." Aro said softly, running his thumb over your knuckles. "It'd explain the stomach ache." You said weakly. "We should stick to light foods. Carlisle said they might struggle to keep food down but if we keep them hydrated then they'll pass whatever this is quicker." Caius said as his hand reached for your covered ankle, his thumb briefly brushing over the bones softly. "For now, get some rest. You can barely keep you eyes open. We'll take care of everything else." Aro kissed your forehead. You drifted off again before they could even leave the room. 

You didn't stir again until lunch time. There was a soft knock at your door before it opened. Vanessa, the receptionist, greeted you with a small smile a tray in her hands with a bowl and two slices of bread. "Hi. I've got your lunch. How are you feeling?" You grumbled. "Awful...what time is it?" You asked, slowly sitting up. "It's fifteen minutes past noon." She said as she patiently waited. "Do you need any help sitting up?" She asked. Slowly you shook your head "No, I just...gotta take it slow. Thanks." 

Your head lulled slightly from side to side but eventually you adjusted to sitting up. "What kind is it?" You smiled slightly at her with lidded eyes as she carefully placed the tray upon your lap. "Carrot and Coriander." She replied. "The masters informed me that you can’t take many solids but I figured some bread wouldn't hurt, you need to get something in there." "Thank you." You croaked. "You're very welcome, focus on getting better soon, alright? It's not the same without you up and about." She smiled before promptly taking her leave. 

Two days past and the stomach bug had a vengeance. By nightfall you had been violently sick so many times that you weren't sure if you were going to last through the night. Something had began to bleed within you but you had been sick so many times in the past two days that you weren't surprised. You had hoped the tea you had been drinking would help and it seemed to for a brief moment before it burned the back of your throat. You kept drinking it regardless, it was the only thing aside from soup that you were allowed to have or even think about. Solid food had completely put you off with the pain alone neverminded hoping it would stay down. Water was too cold. Frustration set in and whilst you cried, you seemed to get some ones attention when you didn't intend to. To your surprise it was Caius. "I was on my way to check in on you... Are you alright?" He approached your bedside. "I'm fine, I'm just...annoyed that I'm still sick and my everything from my throat, to my stomach hurts." You sniffled involuntarily. Caius put a hand over your own. "I'd shed a few tears if I had to eat and drink what you've been for the past couple of days too." Caius joked. "It looks vile every time I see it." You couldn't help but laugh- even though it tore at your throat. "You must think I'm a really big baby right now." You said through tears. "Crying over being sick." A soft sympathetic smile grew upon his face. "Of course not, little one." Caius moved to your bedside. He kicked off his shoes before climbing into your bed. He pulled you into him so that he could cradle you in his arms. "It just makes me want to cuddle you." He smiled before pressing a kiss to your forehead. "I’m scared." You said quietly. "I feel like I'm going to die."  "Sweetheart, I promise you that you won't. I'd never let that happen. We'd never let anything like that happen to you." Caius lovingly stroked your cheek with his thumb. "Perhaps we're going about this the wrong way. Have you been feeling hungry lately?" Slowly you shook your head slightly. "No." "Then perhaps we should stop forcing to eat something, even if it's something like soup. If we keep you hydrated, it'll settle your stomach and who knows maybe after a day it'll clear up. If not...worse comes to worst and we'll force feed you all the soup we have and then change you." You cracked a small smile as he hummed in amusement. "Don't worry yourself so, my dear. You're going to be just fine." Caius promised as he kissed your head once more. "I love you...dad." You said as your eyes fluttered shut. Caius smiled warmly down at you, surprised but regardless calling him your dad for the first time, warmed his heart. "I love you, little one." 

The next day wasn't much better for you. Your throat felt raw and you constantly tasted blood. Although Caius' words helped bring back a little fight in you. "It's that time of day again." Athenodora smiled, tray in hand with a bowl of what at this point could only be soup. You groaned slightly and she looked at you with sympathy. "I know, my love, but it is what it is." She gave a grimace to the bowl. "Although I can hardly blame you, it looks and smells vile." She sat at your bedside. "I'll help you sit up and I'll even spoon feed you like a baby. How does that sound?" She said with an amused smile. 

The tray was put on your bedside table before she helped prop you up. You quickly learned she was absolutely going to spoon feed you. However you lulled away from the soup just at the sight. It actually looked rather delicious, it was lentil soup this time. However, everything in your body told you no, you didn't want to eat anything. "Please I really don't want to eat anything." "I know honey but you must keep your strength up. No ifs or buts, eat up." Athenodora insisted and praised you as you gave in. 

By that night, you didn't think you'd be able to look at soup ever again. You had felt nauseous for some time after dinner. However, you hadn't faced the wrath until a little later. Thankfully, you had asked for a bowl in case this happened. It burned as your previous meals came up and out. Literally. You couldn't believe the pain. It scorched your throat. Tears ran down your face. 

The later in the night, the worse it got. Not to mention how Aro, whilst checking in on you, noticed you were spacing out a little every now and then when you weren't throwing up the little remains left within your stomach. The small period of time where things seemed to take the turn for the better, they actually took a turn for the worst. Caius was the one to break the news to Athenodora. "I don't understand it!" Athenodora cried out as Caius took her wrists. "They were getting better! How can this happen!?" Caius had no answers for his wife, he could only console and settle her as best as he could. 

Alec was the one to check with you in the next morning. He was a little unsettled by how much your awareness had decreased. You looked at him, yet didn't seem to properly see him. Or at least you had tried to focus on him but couldn't before ultimately forgetting he was there. You hadn't said a word and there was talk about calling Carlisle again. In the meantime, Alec was to keep you company. He looked around your room. It wasn't the first time by any means. Your room looked much different from everyone else's given you had practically just been born compared to everyone else's. This modern era was the only one you knew. So while it was nothing really new, it was much more to take in than the others. 

Alec's eyes landed on the tea by your bedside. He wasn't certain if you had drank it yet, up it was still relatively warm. Therefore if you hadn't, you still had time. Alec grimaced at the tea as expected. However whilst the tea didn't seem appetising as always, something was different about this tea. Something about it smelled, a sharp horrid smell. He leaned down closer smelling it again and it was stronger. It was most definitely the source. He reeled back in disgust. That's when it hit him. Such a sharp smell like that...it was familiar. Something about it seemed off and he couldn’t shake feeling. It was so potent and different. Alec moved to your bedside. "Did you drink this?" He asked. You grumbled incoherently, even as he grabbed your face to make you look at him. "(Y/N), did you drink that!?" Suddenly you wretched out of his grip as your stomachs contents came up.

Athenodora remembered earlier in the day when she fed you despite that you didn't want it. She recalled how the scent filled her nostril. An ingredient in the soup making it smell horrid. Perhaps that was all human food, she didn't know but time seemed to stop when Alec loudly fussed about the tea in your room. How he found it intolerable and he was certain that you shouldn’t have been drinking it. W hen he brought it to them the same familiar odor could be smelled. Athenodora had completely stiffened when she realised what she had done. The smell of the soup, the smell of the tea, your refusal, Alec's alarm. It rushed through her mind and one conclusion came to mind. Yet Athenodora couldn’t speak. Demetri sniffed at the cup of tea in Alec's hands. "What is that?" Caius demanded. Demetri recoiled stiffly at the offensive odor. "Perhaps we should take it to the receptionist. She's human. She might be able to identify it." Demetri suggested. "It's familiar but I can't...I can't put my finger on it." 

So Alec and Demetri did. "Smell this." Alec demanded. Startled, Vanessa did so. "Does anything jump out at you?" Demetri asked. Vanessa blinked before leaning back in for another sniff. "No...it just smells of tea." She replied. "Is something wrong?" She asked. "There's an odd smell. We're trying to identify it." Alec replied. "Well, it's a new brand... could that be it?" Demetri tuned out of the conversation because the scent was stronger when he moved his head to the left. That smell had followed him throughout the castle. Many guards had complained about it. Meanwhile Demetri had been telling most of them to suck it up because of the possibility of...rats. "Alec..." Demetri said quietly, the realisation hitting him. Alec didn't pay any mind to him but never the less, Demetri prodded. "Alec." Demetri said louder and more firmly. "What, Demetri?" Alec turned to Demetri pointedly. "Come and stand here for a moment. Leave that cup over there." Alec silently huffed, annoyed that he was being ordered around my Demetri but did exactly as he said. "What am I looking at?" Alec said impatiently. "It's not what you see. Breathe in." Demetri replied.  Alec did so and grimaced. "Disgus-" Alec cut him self off. Around every corner of the room and down the corridors, had been doused due to the receptionist's insistence that the castle may have had a rat infestation. The foul odor was everywhere...just as it was in the tea. Demetri slowly turned to Vanessa who simply stared back at him. She had been the one person dealing with your meals this entire time.

The leaders and their wives were surprised when Demetri practically marched through the door and pulled Vanessa in with him so violently that she stumbled and for the brief moment she could have fallen, Demetri didn't seem to care. "Pardon the intrusion, but I don't believe you'd wish to wait for this." Demetri addressed the leaders before turning to Vanessa. "Tell them, tell them now what you did to their little human. To the only soul that in existence that matters. Tell them what you did and tell them what do you did now or I tell them as I rip off your legs." Demetri growled. The leaders and wives looked taken aback but looked to Vanessa for explanation. She hesitated and Athenodora stepped forward. Her eyes were cold and black. "What did you do to my baby?" She said quietly but Vanessa heard the demand loud and clear. Athenodora was barely a second away from snapping.  Demetri made sure that Vanessa regurgitated the story, word by word. When she was hauled to the dungeons, her fate sealed, she was surprised that she left the room alive. Although she knew that wouldn't last long.  Caius paused, noticing how troubled his wife looked. "Athenodora?" He asked steadily as he moved closer. She turned to him with tears that could never fall. "I-I fed them soup. They didn't want it and I insisted- I-" Caius cut her off, pulling her into his arms. "Listen to me." Caius said firmly. "This is not your fault. You didn't know. You cared and that's all you're guilty of. Caring." 

Vanessa jumped when she heard the clang of the cell doors. She was met with Demetri who slammed the doors shut again. He said nothing, he simply sat down on the other side of her, arms crossed over his chest. "You've been poisoning them. You nearly killed them. For how long have you been doing this?" Vanessa looked down. "The day after I brought it in. Are they okay?" "What do you think?" Demetri replied icily making Vanessa flinch. "You made the process slower. Smaller doses over a longer period of time. That stuff should have killed them within minutes if you had actually used a decent amount. You used so little that we didn't even notice. Although you're smart, I'll give you that. I'm sure you knew if you gave them one big dose they'd either not eat it or you'd have been caught much quicker. Instead you chose a death in which they suffered... why?" Demetri narrowed his gaze. "The masters..." Vanessa began before she sighed. "I'll start at the beginning." 

Vanessa was busy with the rat poison, any strange corners or tiny holes in the walls, they were doused. Although she tried to be careful about it. She didn't want angry vampires on her tail for it. It would be a death wish. She was passing a room where the masters were in. Whilst vampires could be very quiet, they also misjudged the volume of which humans could hear. Sometimes it was insulting. So naturally, the masters thought they weren't in human earshot and spoke freely. 

"We can't possibly have two newborns running around. Having one is difficult enough!" Caius said as he paced the room. "Our only solution would be to keep them in the dungeons, take one out at a time." Marcus spoke. "You want to send our child to the dungeons? Absolutely not. I want my full attention on them. We're asking for trouble otherwise." Caius replied. "Of course I don't want to. I was merely stating options." Marcus said in annoyance. It was no secret that the leaders had grown attached to you, the only other human in the castle. So much so, they consider you their own child, sharing you with one another and the wives. Three father's and two mother's. Although you hadn't called them that yet, the bond was there. "Well what does the other human bring to us?" Aro asked. "Nothing. She has no gift. The only reason she's lasted longer than the others is that she isn't stupid and more tolerable." Caius said icily. "Then, pardon my saying so brothers, but is there really much of a discussion to be had? We risk nothing with that human and so perhaps it'd be more meaningful if we focused on our child?" "Then so be it. We agree on keeping the one. The actually important one." Caius said. 

Vanessa felt as though she could have been sick. She had worked so hard to appease every vampire in the castle, the masters even more and she had done a damn good job too. All she hoped in return was immortality. Now she was going to be done away with because of you? Someone who wouldn't even refer to them as mother's or father's? She was furious. Absolutely livid. By nightfall, she knew what she had to do. She had to cut out the competition. 

Alec and Felix stayed with you. "It's just blood and saliva." Felix said gravely. Nothing was left in your stomach yet you continued to throw up. As you lulled side to side, you seemed to had started lost coherency if not close to it. Your head no longer jerked down upon instinct to be sick. Instead it was Alec how had to lightly push your head down as he held the bowl. It had seemed never ending. "This isn't getting any better. They stopped even registering what we've said to them minutes ago. We need to do something. I...I think it's time." Alec said before he looked to Felix. Felix slowly nodded, filled with dread before standing up. "I'll stay with them, you give the word." Felix moved forward and sat in front of you, taking the bowl from Alec who stood up. Felix watched you in silence as he watched your bowed head sway side to side, eyes fluttering. "Kid I don't know if you can hear me but you're gonna be okay, understand? You're gonna be alright." You didn't respond. You didn't even acknowledge him.

As time passed you had definitively grown incoherent. No one was sure if you were hallucinating or just seeing nothing but blurred shapes. However one thing was clear to everyone. You were dying. The unanimous decision was made. There was no choice, after all. You were running out of time, they had to change you. 

The leaders and their wives entered your room, all taking various places around the room. Someone had to do it but who? "I'll do it." Caius spoke up. When no one protested, he moved, as did Marcus. Marcus sat upon your bed and leaned your back against his chest. You made stomach turning gurgles with the collected saliva and blood within your mouth, eyes half lidded whilst your eyeballs were almost rolled to the back of your head. You hadn't noticed them or anyone else for that matter. "We love you, darling." Athenodora's voice was filled with emotion as Caius leaned down.  Within seconds, you were thrashing, Caius stepped back, wiping your blood from his mouth. You tried to scream but you couldn't. Your throat had burned away to nothing. All that remained was your thrashing body and constant gurgles, sputters and choking noises. 

Two days passed and the choking had turned into groans and cries. It was heartbreaking, yet also enough to make the leaders and their wives breathe a sigh of relief. By that second day they had to move you to the dungeon that had since been cleaned after the horrific torturing and eventual killing Vanessa had received. 

When you woke up on the third day, you weren't the newborn they had anticipated. You didn't try to attack any guards or even the leaders. You were hostile as a common newborn but it wasn't out of bloodthirst. It was fear. You refused to leave that cell for anything, always pressed up against the stone wall in the corner of the room, frightened of who was coming. Although to make matters worse, you wouldn't dare feed. No matter what they did, you seemed to be afraid of the blood. Afraid enough to catch yourself upon basic instinct before you could feed. They knew it was to do with the poisoning. You didn't trust anything that was given to you. However that made things all the more difficult because you had to feed. Until you did, you were in a daze of starvation and unable to really be reasoned with. Everything was too loud and too bright. It was overwhelming. You had to feed to clear your mind and adapt to your newly heightened senses.

Another three days that had passed. You were growing weaker and the leaders couldn't bring themselves to see you torture yourself like this any longer in hopes you would come around. You needed their help.  Marcus cradled you like a baby, maybe to him, you were. He gently rocked you as you cried out. Yet no matter how much you tried, no tears would fall. It only made the pressure build. "You're going to be okay. You're hungry, my child. You must feed." He said softly. The last sentence made you cry more. You barely realised Caius had your knees bent under his arm as he watched. You were hungry, no, you were starving but just as that instinct threatened to take over, so did the instinct not to. The memories of being poisoned were so far away yet...they still had an impact upon you. You buried your face into Marcus who adjusted your head into his shoulder. Feed. Don't. Feed. Don't. 

There was a war in your mind and body. All the while you felt another wave of aggression build up, suddenly the scent was back. Marcus jerked away quickly. He had barely moved just in time at the sensation of teeth. "Don't bite me!" He said hurriedly but firmly. You could smell blood and naturally your first instinct was to lunge. Yet something decided upon an alternative and before you had realised, you had tried to bite Marcus. It made you panic. You had no control of your own body and it frightened you. Marcus seemed to not only pick up on that but prepare you. "This is straight from the source, little one. It is completely safe- I promise you. Nothing you ingest will ever harm you. You'll feel much better when you do." He moved you so that your back was against him and he took your arms gently. "I'm right here. Caius is here and Aro will have here in a few seconds. Felix is here, Demetri is here. You're safe." Marcus continued. "Things are a little bright, it's difficult to concentrate isn't it my love? You're in my arms darling and you once you feed, you'll be able to concentrate clearer." 

With a nod from Caius, Demetri dragged the body closer to you, making your thirst almost impossible to ignore. You twisted, trying to move away from it as you panicked again but Caius' grip on your legs was tight. You thrashed, snarls and growls escaping you before you could stop them. "Look at me." Marcus said to you. He dug his nail into the dead humans flesh before putting the blood to his lips. You couldn't ignore the open wound but you saw what Marcus had done regardless. "See? Nothing to be worried about. It's still warm.” Aro moved into the room, giving you a soft smile before lifting the humans wounded arm and moved it closer to you. With any remaining control you could must you tried to shuffle away but Marcus and Caius' grip tightened again. "Eat now." Aro said softly as your cries elevated in panic. However before you could do anything else, you dived for it with a growl. 

Your body seemed to work on its own as your brain went to war with itself. A piece of you had finally found what you were looking for, the other screamed at you to spit it out. Your distress was muffled and suddenly you felt the gentle touch of a hand upon your back. "Good, little one." Caius said quietly. He hoped it would settle you a little, whilst Marcus' hand was upon your back. It was a terrible idea to even be near a newborn vampire whilst feeding never mind touching them. Yet the three leaders weren't concerned in the slightest. You weren't an average newborn- you were theirs and you didn't act like a newborn. You were frightened and needed them. 

Slowly and carefully, Marcus ran his hand up your back, fingers lightly pressing down upon the muscles that surrounded your spine. You were rigid, not even in the slightest bit relaxed. However Caius and Marcus noticed how, after a few times of this, you had slowly began to settle. There was muffled dry sobs emanating from your form as you hungrily sucked upon the humans neck. All the while Marcus and Caius kept a good distance, not wanting to set off your instincts. However, with the gentlest of touches, Marcus lovingly stroked your back in attempt to comfort you. 

When you were done, you had practically curled into yourself, distraught with anxiety. It broke their hearts to see their little one so tormented. Marcus pulled you into his arms, cradling you as Caius took the other side. "Good, little one." Caius whispered as he kissed your forehead. "You did very well. It'll be much easier now." Marcus said softly, rocking you slightly. Your sobs continued to echo through the dungeon.

((First spooky of the monthhhhh :D))

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THINGS I NEED IN THE TEEN WOLF MOVIE: a disaster list !!

theo raeken full fledged redemption

theo raeken afTER THE battle ?? iS BIG STILL HOMELESS ,, plEASE TIE UP THE LOOSE ENDS

exploring or at least acknowledging the overlooked trauma (ex: mason as the beast, scott ripping his actual eyes out, parrish actually dying and being possessed by a fire god ect.)

stydia !! just them being all domestic & all six seasons of build up for them to finally be happy

either scalia endgame or a break up on good terms and wlw malia

i literally love scalia so much though…

puppy pack !! PUPPY PACK !!

scott & stiles just being scott & stiles

the parents but now, they are just older & over this supernatural bullshit

scott being a really good alpha ,, like we were intoduced to alec in the finale but maybe a few more wayward werewolves

finding out what happened to monroe

like did they ever find her ?? i hope that bitch is rotting in jail

or alternatively having an official fight against the hunters ,, no anuk-ite making them crazy some good old fashions werewolves vs hunters with nods to the first two seasons with the argents

okay i’m holding out for thiam but i know it’s unlikely jUST GIVE ME THE BOYS TOGETHER

being partners on a mission and having to either reunite after several years oR being best fucking friends and just fighting together as well as that day at the hospital

KIRA FUCKING YUKIMARUA ,, BRING HER BACK or At lEAST ACKNOWLEDGE her

same with issac ,, someone get daniel on the phone

also if we bring back mr. lahey i need him & argent to bond AND i’m expecting a french accent

i knOW THE JEEP WAS IN THE TRAILER but it’s a very important character to me OKAY

a goOD CONCEPT !! like a concrete plot

gOOD CGI !! PLEASE I BEG !!

cora hale ,, this one is unlikely but she was pretty fucking cool

did i mention that i’m very excited for theo raeken bECAUSE ITS A BIG DEAL AND HE DESERVES A VERY IMPORTANT ROLE

i’m kinda conflicted bc holland roden is icky BUT lydia scenes <3

like imagine lydia finally perfecting and having absolute control of my banshee abilities !!

scott having a big house that he keeps the pack in when they are in beacon hills ( like some fucking werewolf hotel ) & gives them like carrot sticks # mommy scotty

okay okay this one is far fetched but give somebody a baby , i don’t even like babies but i think it would be funny

corey & mason bc they are the least problematic of the bunch

chimera bonding between corey & theo

DID I MENTION THE PUPPY PACK ??

hayden but a le$bean

coach !! i need more coach

preferably liam and scott being out on the field either helping the lacrosse team OR

we need some pack lacrosse game !!

i love the opening sequence !! I WANNA HEAR THAT MUSIC AND SEE ALL OF THEM AND LOOSE MY ACTUAL MIND !!

aka give cody an opening card pls n thanks <3

nolan !! hunter redemption,, like let argent adopt the boy or something

peter hale !! being very peter-ish

malia & peter BONDING !! give me father daughter bonding !!

a reference to both elevator scenes, ifykyk

#these are the requirements #i’m basically giving these to jeff davis for free #just take them and run #teen wolf movie #what i wanna see in the movie #teen wolf #theo raeken #liam dunbar #mccall pack #teen wolf fandom #scott mccall #thiam #teen wolf gay #stiles stilinksi #theo x liam