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malecdaily · 4 years

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Malec OTP Meme

↳ songs [1/2] - Bridges: Aisha Badru

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henryandalex · 4 years

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FIVE MONTHS OF SHADOWHUNTERS

🠂 favorite character: ALEC LIGHTWOOD “I’m the same person I’ve always been. Now everything’s just out in the open.”

#shadowhuntersedit #dailymalec #nephilimdaily #shappreciation #shadowhunters #alec lightwood #dailylgbtq #lgbtsource #malecshappiness #userlauren #userlutavero #izzymalec #laughingmagnus #lynne-monstr #5mosh #*#*gifs #DO NOT REPOST #1k

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lightwoodsdaily · 4 years

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Lightwoods + deflect runes

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lynne-monstr · 4 years

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5 months of shadowhunters week 1: favorite character

↳ magnus bane

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markedbyindecision · 3 years

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Pride Month Celebration Week, Day 6 -> favorite scene/quote

Magnus interrupting Alec and Lydia’s wedding in Shadowhunters 1x12 “Malec” (love that they named the episode after the ship lmao)

giffing this because the attention to detail in this scene was fantastic and imo it’s the best scene Shadowhunters has ever filmed

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erricdraven · 4 years

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bleed the same

flufftober - day 4: wounded

ao3

“Ow, fuck,” Alec groaned, catching his injured shoulder on the doorframe as he stumbled into the loft.

Magnus followed behind, weakly pressing a bloodied hand to the small of Alec’s back comfortingly. “Go lay down on the bed, I’ll be right back.” His legs were unsteady as he made his way to the hall closet where he kept his first aid supplies.

The evening had started off promising—a lovely dinner in Brussels and window shopping in Antwerp—but when they returned to New York, walking through the city to enjoy the crisp autumn evening with coffee and scones, a horde of Kuri demons had descended on them. Being taken by surprise accounted for the majority of their injuries, but Magnus had already expended a great deal of magic on a complicated summoning for a client that afternoon, followed by portalling all over Belgium and back, and when the fight was won, he couldn’t even summon the dregs of magic required to portal them to the loft a few blocks away.

Carefully, Magnus extracted the first aid kit from the top shelf of the closet, his arms trembling slightly from the combination of an oversaturation of adrenaline and bone-deep exhaustion. With Alec lying in the middle of the bed, Magnus half-sat and half-dropped onto the end to pick through the medical supplies for what he needed. “Does it hurt?”

Alec shook his head with a slow, dismissive blink. “Not much.”

Knee-walking up the bed to Alec’s hips, Magnus gently straddled him to get a closer look at his wounds. Alec flinched as his fingers probed the torn skin, but said nothing. “Is it still bleeding?”

“A little.”

With his other arm, Alec reached for Magnus’ hand. “Let me look at your head.”

The dull throbbing in Magnus’ temple that spread up through the crown of his head was compounding the dizziness brought about by just about every move he made, and he could still feel the tacky blood matted in his hair and reaching down to his cheekbone. Nevertheless, he shook his head slightly and moved back out of Alec’s reach. “I have to take care of your shoulder first.”

“Well, if you can be stubborn, so can I.”

In lieu of an answer, Magnus took out antiseptic and cotton pads from the kit and began to gently clean the bloodied skin.

Alec sucked in a pained breath through his teeth at the first touch of the cotton to his raw skin. “Magnus.”

Finally, he relented, looking up to meet Alec’s gaze. “What else am I supposed to do when I love you, if not look out for you?”

“Don’t you think I feel the same way?” Alec’s eyes were soft with sadness, and it furthered the tinge of guilt Magnus felt twisting in his stomach. From the very first moment, Alec had shown himself to be someone Magnus had never been prepared for—so unlike the people of the past who made him feel so afraid to ever fall again. “Just…come here so I can help you too.”

“You always bring me back, malaikat.” Magnus carefully leaned over him and pressed his lips to the crown of Alec’s head. The skin was pleasantly warm and soft, fragile and untouched. He smelled of Magnus’ shampoo and eucalyptus—home.

After surrendering the antiseptic and cotton pads, Magnus retrieved a sterile needle and surgical thread. “You’re going to need stitches.”

Once Alec had the cotton sufficiently moistened with antiseptic, he started to clean the blood from Magnus head and face, and Magnus got to work on making clean, careful sutures. He could feel Alec’s heartbeat where their chests were pressed flush against one another, and his breath was a calming caress on his neck.

As soon as a bandage was secured over the sutures, Magnus leaned up. “All done. You were a perfect patient, Alexander.”

“Do I get a reward?” he teased.

“How about a kiss?”

Alec’s hands slid up the outside of Magnus’ thighs up to his hips, fingers finding their way under the fabric of his shirt to press into the skin at the small of his back. “Yes please.”

Their movements were slow and a little sloppy from exhaustion, but it was still the kind of kiss that could make the rest of the world fall away, leaving them behind in their own perfect piece. Spending the last century refusing to allow himself to gamble the risk of breaking his heart into even more pieces had meant that Magnus was constantly surprised by the comfort he found in Alec. To look at someone and realize that all you ever needed was to be in their arms was something he had never had before, even when he had been in a love that lasted for some time. There had never been a love like this for him, and it felt dangerously fragile in his hands.

Languid kisses eventually bled into Alec hiding his face in Magnus’ neck sleepily while Magnus ran his fingers through his hair in soothing strokes. “Not exactly the anniversary I was hoping for. ’M sorry.”

Pulling back, Magnus held Alec’s chin with his fingers to ensure he looked him in the eye when he replied. “Alexander, the world doesn’t stop for us—we’ve learned that lesson the hard way plenty of times. We have each other tonight, now, and that is all I need.”

“We still have time,” Alec conceded, his fingers running along the span of Magnus’ inner arm.

With a knowing smile, Magnus turned his attention to the buttons of his shirt. Alec’s fingers joined his own, carefully undoing each one and letting it drop from his shoulders. The warm palms of Alec’s hands pressed against his chest reverently and moved down as if he were mapping every inch. Alec’s shirt had already been discarded so that Magnus could work on his shoulder, so he leaned down and pressed bare skin against bare skin with a soft exhale. With a light touch, he trailed his fingers along the bold blackness of his runes and watched as goosebumps rose on his pale skin in excitement.

Alec reached down to undo Magnus’ belt buckle but stopped suddenly with a wince.

Magnus wrapped his fingers around Alec’s wrist and moved his hand away, holding it down to the mattress gently. “Baby, just relax.” Keeping a steadying hand on Alec’s chest, he began to rock their hips together slowly.

With fatigue weighing heavy on their bodies, their movements weren’t laced with desperation, nor were their touches hot with urgency. The yearning to satisfy the esoteric craving of wanting to be consumed by a lover was boiled down simply to wanting to be as devastatingly known as to be loved.

Alec moaned softly, pressing his head back into the pillow, and Magnus tightened his grip on the hand he had pinned to the sheets. To compensate for his shoulder, Alec shifted slightly so more of his weight was on his other side, and used the position to his advantage by putting more force into grinding into the rough material of Magnus’ pants. The friction was sending pleasured tingles up the base of Magnus’ spine, and he knew the tension was going to snap soon.

“I love you. With everything I am,” Magnus managed through heavy breathing and soft sounds of ecstasy.

“Love you,” Alec echoed, his eyes shut tightly. “L-love you, Magnus.”

In the span of a dozen rapid heartbeats, they were freefalling into a hazy euphoria, gripping at sweat-slick skin and tousled hair. Alec’s hand was still being pinned to the golden sheets below them, a faint blue glow pulsing around where Magnus’ fingers held him tightly.

#malec #shfanficnexus #laughingmagnus #lynne-monstr #sharona1x2 #bytheangell #sugarandspace #shadowhunters #magnus bane #alec lightwood #otp: we always seem to find our way back to each other #mywriting

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dailyaleclightwood · 5 years

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Alec Lightwood in Alliance: an appreciation post

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goldenalec · 4 years

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✩ of crowns and constellations - chapter 1 ✩

read HERE on ao3!

it’s finally here! chapter 1 of my new multi-chapter “of crowns and constellations” is now up. this is a “red, white & royal blue” au. magnus is the first son of the united states. alec is the crown prince of the united kingdom. they hate each other. but do they 😏

Synopsis:

There are a few things about the First Son, Magnus, that every member of the White House staff knows for certain: One, he’s deathly allergic to hazelnuts. Two, when he’s cramming for a midterm, you’d be better off poking an actual lion with a stick than talking to him. And three, he absolutely cannot stand Prince Alec, the Crown Prince of the United Kingdom.

But when a catastrophe at a royal wedding occurs, Magnus and Alec are forced to put their differences aside and play nice for the cameras. Which, if you ask Magnus, is nearly impossible, because Alec is about as interesting as watching paint dry. Will they be able to fool the world for the sake of international cooperation? Or will they finally see each other for who they are, and could this be the start of something new?

thank you all so much for reading! i’m so so excited to write this and see where it goes! in the meantime, feel free to yell at me here ♥︎

#magnus bane #alec lightwood #malec #malec fic #malec au #my writing #prince!alec #first son!magnus #enemies to lovers #well #enemies to friends to lovers #shadowhunters #sharona1x2 #kindaresilient #laughingmagnus #alecsgideon #royaltybane #of crowns and constellations

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notcrypticbutcoy · 4 years

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please wax poetic about magnus bane in a henley for the public good. also hello!

serendi!! hello!!

Exhibit A: Alec Lightwood summing up my thoughts about Magnus Bane, High Warlock of Our Hearts, in a henley:

(picture brightened for optimum henley appreciation)

Come on. Please. Look at this man. Does a henley have to cling to the wearer? No. Did Magnus pick this one in this size because it does? Absolutely.

It’s the perfect tease. It’s not like the shirts Magnus seemed to favour (on his quest to drive one Alec Lightwood mad) in season one, with the gaping fronts that let him drape his bare chest in jewellery. There’s nothing inherently seductive about this. It’s just a shirt.

But there’s something almost coquettish about it, right? Because it accentuates his arms and his chest so perfectly, exposes the strength of his forearms and frames his Adam’s apple, but it doesn’t actually show anything at all. (Other than the fact that his arms and shoulders are clearly a gift from god. Or satan. Depending on your perspective.)

TL;DR Magnus Bane in a henley is enough to drive anyone to absolute distraction and Alec Lightwood agrees

#lu talks crap #lu talks #magnus bane #seriously this is just very thinly veiled lusting #look at me trying to turn my thirst for magnus bane into anything remotely intelligent #thank you serendi for enabling me 😂#laughingmagnus #shadowhunters

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reallysporadicsterekart · 4 years

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Have a Wei Ying. <3<3<3

#the untamed #Wei Ying Wuxian #pencil draing #fanart #xiao zhan #fytheuntamed #laughingmagnus

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malecdaily · 4 years

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I told you not to flirt with me.

requested by Anonymous

#shadowhunters #malec #shadowhuntersedit #dailylgbtq #nephilimdaily #dailymalec #malecshappiness #userlutavero #userlauren #lynne-monstr #laughingmagnus #izzymalec #gif #s3 #3x12 #ours #anica

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henryandalex · 4 years

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#the thirst is strong in every universe

‘This World Inverted’ square filled for @shadowhunterbingo

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lightwoodsdaily · 5 years

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lynne-monstr · 4 years

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happy birthday to the only man that matters

magnus bane. december 8

#shadowhuntersedit #magnusbaneedit #banedaily #malecdaily #dailymagnusbane #magnus bane #magnusandalexander #laughingmagnus #userlutavero #long post #listen i love him a lot #look at that face #my gifs

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thyarcher · 5 years

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Hey, how was your first day? you’re all set up?

#malec #alec lightwood #magnus bane #shadowhunters #shadowhuntersedit #malecedit #nephilimdaily #dailyaleclightwood #dailymalec #aleclightwoodedit #magnusbaneedit #usermalec #izzymalec #laughingmagnus #magnusandalexander #userlauren #alecmagnxs #mine*#*1k

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erricdraven · 4 years

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this is ours

flufftober - day 6: quicksilver

ao3

A/N: set in this world inverted verse!

To: Magnus, 5:17pm

Hey babe, just got off work and I was thinking we could do Chinese and a movie at your place tonight?

To: Magnus, 5:30pm

I went ahead and ordered Chinese—and I got your favorite because I’m quality boyfriend material. Get back to me soon before it gets cold!

To: Magnus, 5:59pm

Okay, so I thought we had talked through the whole you blowing me off because you’re a warlock thing. Do we need to have another Talk? Because I’m totally down. It can be a Chinese and Talk night if you want.

Also, I’m getting really close to eating your vegetable Lo Mein because it smells amazing…

Scrolling back through his earlier texts, Alec bit his lip contemplatively. He had been standing at the bottom of the stairs of Magnus’ apartment complex for ten minutes now as he argued back and forth with himself. Maybe Magnus was just busy and didn’t have time for him tonight; Alec certainly didn’t know what all warlocks got up to on an average day. But on the other hand, he had never known a more attentive texter than Magnus. He had thought about calling, but that just felt desperate after all the texts he had sent had gone unanswered. After a calming deep breath, he pushed open the door and headed for the elevator.

As soon as the doors to Magnus’ floor had opened, he saw a small pile of mail sitting just outside the door as if it had been abandoned there. Oddly enough, it lifted his spirits—Magnus very well could be busy working on a potion or a spell or a summoning, too busy to even get his own mail. Or answer the phone.

He rapped three times on the door with his knuckles. “Hey Magnus? It’s me. I don’t know if you—” The door abruptly swung open, but there was no one behind it. “Uh…Magnus?” He tentatively stepped in and was met with the odd smell of burnt sugar and ozone.

From somewhere in the back apothecary, he heard Magnus. “Alexander? I’m back here. Sorry, I’m working on something a bit—ouch—finnicky and I couldn’t come get the door without worrying about contamination.”

Alec froze mid-step. “Contamination? What the hell are you working on?”

“Don’t worry, it’s contained in here. You can come in. Oh, and would you grab my phone from the end table? I think I heard it ring earlier but my hands are a bit…occupied.”

With anxiety percolating in his stomach, Alec scooped up Magnus’ phone and pushed the apothecary door open with his free hand.

The large marble-top table sitting in pride of place had a large glass basin sitting on it, taking up nearly the whole surface and containing a strange viscous liquid that looked oddly metallic with its deep silver coloring. Magnus stood over it, moving his fingers in slow, fluid movements over it as his magic left his hands in serpentine movements. On the wall behind him, a small section of the wall was now charred in a strange sweeping pattern and at first glance, Alec could have sworn there was still a bit of smoke emanating from it.

“Wow.”

Magnus looked up from the basin and gave Alec a smile that made him forget everything he wanted to say. The exhaustion that dulled his expression was unmistakable, but that smile was still the one—the one that gave Alec’s skin feel all tingly and hot. “Hi, Alexander. Was that you calling me earlier? I meant to call you back but…” He waved his hand vaguely at his worktable.

“Well, actually,” Alec handed over the phone, “that was some other poor soul in need of the great Magnus Bane. I was the one who sent the three text messages an hour ago.”

With a furrowed brow, Magnus looked down at the screen and scrolled through his missed messages. “Oh. I am so sorry; I suppose I got more than a little carried away with my work. I should have at least taken a few breaks to—You got Chinese?” His eyes flickered over Alec’s shoulder in search of takeout bags that might be visible in the living room.

With faux-hurt, Alec clutched at his chest. “And here I thought you would be happy to see me.”

Magnus clicked his tongue pityingly and leaned over to press a tender kiss to Alec’s lips. “Of course I am. All the more so because you brought one of my favorites.” Right on cue, his stomach grumbled in discontent. “Yeah, I’m definitely glad you came by. The last thing I ate was my cranberry-orange scone with my coffee.”

“It’s almost 7 o’clock! No wonder you’re so hungry!” Alec grabbed one of his hands and towed him from the apothecary into the kitchen. “Let me just reheat these, they’ve gone a little cold by now.”

Before he could unearth even one takeout container, the whole bag had abruptly become moist with hot steam coming from inside. Magnus smiled modestly. “Nothing a little magic can’t fix.”

“I keep forgetting that.”

Alec grabbed clean plates and utensils while Magnus poured two glasses of chilled wine. With preparations made, they moved into the living room and settled into the opulently soft cushions of the couch. Magnus even flicked a finger towards the stereo, causing it to come to life with the vocal stylings of Nat King Cole.

Magnus moaned appreciatively with his first bite of food. “I am absolutely famished. I really should keep a little something to eat and drink in the apothecary so I don’t unintentionally starve myself.”

“Good thing I’m an overachieving boyfriend, I guess.”

“I’m sorry that I worried you, Alexander.” Magnus’ voice had gone solemn, and he set his chopsticks down carefully before continuing. “And the conversation we had about…me, and what you’re a part of when you’re around me, it is resolved. I don’t want you to feel like you can’t be safe and secure here, when we’re together. That’s why we had the Talk, as you called it.” A shy smile started to warm up his face.

There were so many things Alec wished he could say simply and succinctly, but when he opened his mouth to explain, to say any of them, his mind was full of television static that obscured every intelligent word he had prepared. “My relationships in the past have just been pretty simple, living most of it independently of one another, and this is the first time I’ve found myself in a position of wanting to make promises. I want to have a relationship with a real future for the very first time, and that means being transparent and vulnerable, which I’m still learning how to do.”

Magnus was just looking at him intently with a thoughtful expression, and it didn’t help Alec feel any more confident in what he had managed to put together to explain himself. This precious new thing growing between them felt so fragile in his hands unlike anything he had had before.

Finally, Magnus pressed his warm palm to Alec’s cheek. “You’re new for me too. It’s been…a very long time since I’ve been in a position like this. But I want to be now, with you.”

Alec’s heart thrummed an excited cadence in his chest at his words.

Suddenly, Magnus stood. “I just had a thought, Alexander. Will you come with me to the apothecary?”

Alec raised one quizzical eyebrow, but took the proffered hand.

Magnus pushed the door open with his shoulder and returned to the strange silver liquid. “Come closer, it’s all right.”

Tentatively, Alec stood across from him and peered into the basin. “What is this stuff?”

“Broadly speaking? Mercury. This particular form, however, is called argentum vivum—living silver. Today we call it quicksilver. The ancient Maya are believed to have used it for divination. There are records that date back to the Maya Classic Period, and a few even prior to that.”

“What did they use it for?”

“It was poured in a basin and used as a mirror.” Magnus planted his hands on either side of the table and leaned closer to it. “It was believed that one could see their destiny within it. It takes discipline, but there was a time when I was able to do it for myself. It’s been more than a century, though, and it can be volatile to work with, but that’s why I was…practicing.”

Alec took a small step closer. “Are you talking about scrying?” Upon seeing the inquisitive look on Magnus’ face, he shrugged. “I’m dating a warlock. I did research.”

“Yes, I am. Perhaps it would set your mind at ease to get a glimpse of the future.” Magnus paused, as if contemplating his next words carefully. “Our future.”

He started to summon his magic back to his hands but Alec reached out and intertwined their fingers, allowing it to encircle them instead. “I don’t need it, Magnus. This is ours.”

#malec #shfanficnexus #sharona1x2 #laughingmagnus #bytheangell #lightwormsiblings #shadowhunters #magnus bane #alec lightwood #otp: we always seem to find our way back to each other #mywriting

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