#malec being that hot couple

[kasirose]

Mirror selfie malec <3

#malec being that hot couple #as they should XD #malec #malec fanart #magnus x alec #shadowhunters #shadowhunters fanart #magnus bane #alec lightwood #magnus lightwood bane #alec lightwood bane #alexander lightwood #the mortal instruments #tsc #harry shum jr #matthew daddario #I totally forgot the mirror meant it's supposed to be reversed so let's just ignore that Xd #my art

[alexanderlightweight]

You know what I rarely see? In the show after wooing Alec, Magnus is not shown as overly invested and it always appears as Alec reaching/apologizing/moving the pair along. Which was definitely a writing/directing choice. But what I’d like to prompt if it suits you, is Magnus being the one to apologize or to reassure Alec that he is important and not temporary-I’m team immortal but this convo certainly should happen. I liked the way you had Alec be angry in that prompt fill about his birthday and Magnus had to own up to that. If this isn’t your thing no big deal! Hope the weather is nice where you are and nightshade has enough pets and treats for the day!

i believe in 'no partner is perfect' and while i don't tend to write the angstier couple stuff 'i like my malec happy' i don't mind occasionally dipping my toes into partner angst (with an immortal happy ending)

this particular fic isn't about about immortality but it's about haing two people who have fundamentally different lifestyles having a miscommunication that devolves and while the argument is based on the show scene, it doesn't follow it perfectly. nor is the actual argument written. just the aftermath.

my thoughts are that magnus tries to spoil alec in season two still but it's more intimate and offscreen and he sort of in season 3a but magnus relies heavily n his magic to spoil alec and he kind of is spiraling all of season 3 tbh. they just really were sprinkling angst on malec like it was salt and they realized the show was bland.

all they did was get oversalted content which got salty fans, since they forgot to add actual herbs and spices.

it's a bloody hot day okay. i love the sun as much -nevermind apparently this is a lie-

so i don't hate the sun okay. i enjoy sunshine in specific environments. the sun is not a tyrant devoid of compassion.

anyways i live in a desert because its whats best for the people i love but give me mist and foggy days and give me winters of waist deep snow i can fall in. oceans so cold your lips go blue and rivers so deep and clear and still cold with melting ice.

if people are going to send me 8-10 feet to the bottom of the lake because they lost their electronics. it better be cold and clear. not warm and murky. (this has only happened 3 times but i have a preference).

So I made Say breakfast and nightshade breakfast and then I made @saeths breakfast a few hours later so i made an extra egg for nightshade to tempt him to eat another bowl of kibble.

so i fed nightshade twice and forgot to make any eggs for myself ^_^ so he is plenty spoiled (don't worry his egg was made without cheese and salt).

also the reason i'm awake is because he needed snuggles and after that he wanted to play in the pool and then i was too awake to bother

but that's our wednesday so far and i'm getting my work out of the way so i can focus on writing and house things.

<3 lumine

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Magnus is ready with another quick retort when Alec’s face goes blank for a moment.

The argument fades from Magnus’ mind in an instant, because while this is the perfect moment to land another barb, the words die and his sentence stops, ending with a snide comment he doesn’t really mean.

“That’s fine Magnus.” Alec says and he’s not angry, which is worse. He sounds tired and yet professional. His manner restrained and placating in the way he does when he no longer has any fight left and he just wants to retreat and lick his wounds.

Wounds that Magnus caused.

“Alexander—” Magnus starts, because he didn’t intend to get so upset but Alexander just shakes his head.

“You’ve said your piece, Magnus. I get it.” Alexander sighs and runs a hand through his hair as he shuffles. “I messed up, again.”

Magnus winces, because he’s begun to feel more like a scolding mentor than a partner.

“I need to get to the Institute—” which makes sense, the argument started as they both got ready for their days. “I’ll—” and Alec hesitates and then shrugs, “I’ll see you tonight.”

—

Magnus waits until it’s dinner time and then portals to the Institute, already preparing words to once again explain that it’s not Alexander, it’s just not time yet.

He opens the door to the office without knocking and steps in.

“Alexander—” Magnus starts and then he hesitates.

Because for once, Alexander’s eyes don’t soften when they meet his. They remain cold, devoid of the warm ardor they normally contain but once again, without anger. Only an empty tiredness that Magnus longs to chase away.

“Do you have an appointment today, Magnus?” Alexander asks, setting down his pen and turning off his tablet with a sigh. Even upset Alexander will still give him his full attention and Magnus steps closer to the desk when Alexander continues, “because I’m sorry, but I don’t have time for a meal, or a conversation if it’s not official. So, if you don’t have an appointment, it needs to wait until I’m off.”

Alexander doesn’t mention coming home like he normally does, and Magnus suddenly misses it, with a deep lonely ache.

It also reminds Magnus that despite how often Alexander drops everything to join him, his boy is being worked to the ground and also driving himself to his limits in his pursuit of building a better Institute. Alexander is struggling to create ties between an Institute and local downworld leaders that would be revolutionary, with a sincerity that is unmatched by anything Magnus has ever seen.

Of course, he’s exhausted, and Magnus feels hollow now, remembering their fight all over again with a new clarity.

“No darling, it’s nothing official. I’ll see you tonight—” Magnus pauses, wanting to offer to summon Alec something to eat or drink, but it feels too much like an emotional bribe with how shuttered his boy is. Alexander nods and gives him the same perfunctory, polite smile he gives his siblings when he’s too exhausted to deal with them and doesn’t know what else to do.

It cuts Magnus to the heart to have that same expression directed at him, when he’s supposed to be safe for Alexander.

Magnus can’t handle the idea of reaching out only to be shied away from, so he runs from the possibility and instead summons a tiny flower to land by Alexander’s pen when the door shuts.

No one in the Institute seems to notice anything is wrong. Magnus gets a few strange looks, but he quickly realizes that it’s because everyone expected Alexander to be leaving with him, like his boy usually does.

Magnus feels cold and it’s with determination that he sends out an emergency message.

—

“I became stagnant in my old, single age.” Magnus bemoans, “I spent so long on my heartbreak that now, with a man I adore over every living being, I keep pushing him away.”

“Truth potion?” Catarina offers but Magnus shakes his head. Alexander deserves Magnus explaining this without the aid of something to help his thoughts form, even if it’s a trick Magnus has used continually and without remorse on himself.

This is different though because Magnus wants to become aware of what is wrong, not rely on a potion to figure it out.

“He wants to move in.” Magnus starts, about to launch into it when Cat laughs, interrupting him.

“What do you mean he wants to, he already has. Or did you just move him in on the sly and forget to ask him if he wanted to?”

“Cat—” Magnus says hesitantly, “he’s never moved in. He’s the one who brought it up. I told him no.”

Catarina pauses and then she sighs, and she summons her favorite, light summer beer and pinches the bridge of her nose.

“Start from the beginning, Magnus. I need details.”

Magnus does, realizing things that he missed as he’s explaining so many details that he just assumed and took for granted.

“I did wonder that the Loft hasn’t changed much. It seems more like Alec’s an addition to your things rather than his own person.”

It’s that comment that drives Magnus into a frenzy the moment he’s home.

Magnus doesn’t go overboard; Alexander wouldn’t want him to. Also springing this on his boy after the prior rejection will be too much like whiplash.

So, Magnus starts very small.

He finally creates the foyer he promised himself and Alexander he would make.

Alexander’s never pushed but Magnus remembers the tightening of his shoulders and the way Alexander will be too tired for anything but cuddles — rarely even hungry — after barrages of people through the loft.

The kitchen he only summons when Alexander asks, which is rare, so he makes it a permanent fixture and makes sure to hang an apron with little angel wings up. It’s with a pained smile that he sighs and wonders when he got so old that he forgot to enjoy life, and instead spent all his time focused on the past, just like Ragnor always warned him about.

Magnus doesn’t want to regret any time with Alexander, and he finds that he already does.

Not the time spent with his boy, but the time he could have focused on him more.

Magnus has spent so long protecting himself from losing Alexander, that he hasn’t noticed that he’s pushing him away, stopping him from coming too close.

Except Magnus has also bound him tightly.

Alexander sleeps more often in Magnus’ bed than his own. He’s rerouted his own schedule so he can take the last patrol before shift change, come to Magnus’ loft, write his report there and send it in, and be in bed for Magnus to return to.

Except for work, Alexander spends the majority of his daily life either in the loft, or with Magnus.

There are signs of him, all over the loft, but Magnus can’t look at a single piece and think, “Alexander picked that out.”

It aches in way that is almost visceral, because now that Alexander isn’t here, it’s only more obvious.

Magnus is chest deep in a drawer when he becomes aware of his boy stepping slowly into the bedroom.

“Is this a bad time?” Alexander’s tired voice asks. “I noticed there was a new door and tried to knock but the door just opened.”

Magnus wants to say something except he’s furious with himself and everything and the idea that Alexander saw a new door and knocked instead of walking right in, tears something in him.

They stare at each other for a moment, Magnus with his hands still wrist deep in the dimensional dresser, sure he’ll eventually find more than the sparse offering of Alexander’s clothes that he has.

“Where are all the clothes that you leave here?” Magnus asks instead of answering because he genuinely doesn’t know, “I was cleaning, and I couldn’t find them.”

Alexander sighs and Magnus just knows that he’s gearing himself up to — once again — explain to Magnus that it’s not about the clothes, before his boy visibly gets too tired. Instead, he just shrugs and potions to the paltry pile that Magnus has found.

“You have more than that!” Magnus exclaims, frustrated because he knows Alexander does. “That green shirt I got you that you loved. And those pants, the black ones with the umber stitching. The cream sweater I adore you in! That suit I had tailored for you in Milan and the other one in Hong Kong.”

Alexander sighs and he rubs a hand over his face, the stubble he normally shaves away in Magnus— in their bathroom, shadowing his face.

“Magnus, those don’t exist anymore.” Alexander doesn’t seem upset, if anything his face softens into an almost reluctant fondness, “you tend to vanish all the clothing you get me, some way or another. Mostly before fucking me. I tried to ask you one time where they went and you waved a hand and said, ‘another dimension, nothing to worry about’.”

“Surely that’s not all I said.” Magnus protests weakly.

“Well, you proceeded to fuck me unconscious so no, it wasn’t the last thing you said. But it was the last thing you said abut clothes.”

Magnus gives a flat chuckle and then sighs, snapping his fingers to clean up the mess.

“Have you eaten?”

“I figured I could grab something from the cafeteria when I head back. It’s fine.”

It most certainly is not fine, but Magnus doesn’t think coaxing Alexander into eating is going to work this time, which means that Magnus has accidentally undone weeks of effort.

Magnus doesn’t press, doesn’t remind Alexander that he can here. Or that, if by normal standards Alexander stays until he usually leaves Magnus, it would be the early evening of the next day.

“So, you were cleaning.”

Alexander is looking around, voice faltering but face devoid of actual emotions.

“I realized some things, after this afternoon.” Magnus admits slowly, “you’re the first person I opened my heart to, Alexander. In a very long time, I’ve told you that before.”

Normally, explaining things is easier but all Magnus can think is he’s not explaining it correctly.

“I know. But Magnus, you’re the first person I’ve ever opened my heart to.” Alexander interjects and he sounds raw and broken, like he’s been torn apart. “Doesn’t that get to mean anything too, to you? Because I don’t know what I’m doing, and you told me that there was nothing wrong with that. That I had nothing to feel ashamed about but now, it doesn’t feel like that.

"It feels like I can’t do anything right and I thought, I hoped something was coming together with us but now—” Alexander gives a heavy sigh and shrugs. “Now I don’t even know what I am to you anymore. Where do I belong, in your life Magnus? If you tell me where to fit, I’ll make it work.”

And that breaks Magnus’ heart, because Alexander was never meant to feel like he had to cut off pieces of himself to ensure Magnus loves him, that he has a place in Magnus’ life.

“Oh darling, beloved.” He murmurs and Alexander flinches, like it was a knife to his side. “You belong. The entirety of you. You belong in my bed because it’s no longer just my bed. How can I say it’s my bed when I lay in it without you and can’t sleep? When I reach for you in the night and can’t find you?” Magnus moves across the room with slow, purposeful steps and then reaches out to carefully — only because Alexander allows it — cups his face.

“Alexander, I have no excuses. My heart is old, and it is scarred and it is a wonder that you love me with all the cracks you’ve seen exposed. I don’t fear men or demons or angels, Alexander. I fear my heart being torn from my body and leaving me alive, an empty hollow cavern where it should be in the shape of you.

“I’ve always been too much, Alexander. I put my own fears on you, not that you deserved any of it, sweetheart. You’re right. I am your first relationship, and you grew up and live in a shadowhunter society. The relationships you've witnessed aren't similar to ours at all.

"You trust me to guide our relationship but I’m always encouraging you to ask me for things and you rarely do. I’m sorry, that you finally trusted me enough to ask me for something and that I broke that trust.”

And Alexander breaks, his eyes filling with tears and he coughs, scrubbing over his eyes because he hates being emotional during talks like these. As if Magnus will use the crystal sorrow streaking his face against him.

“I don’t understand.” Alexander murmurs against Magnus’ shoulder, “I thought this was already my home, here with you. I don’t know what I did wrong, I’m sorry Magnus.”

“Oh sayang.” Magnus whispers, eyes stinging because his heart is lanced every time Alexander apologizes. “You did nothing wrong. My heart was too scared to admit that you already were home for us, I pushed you away because I panicked. I’m sorry, my darling.”

Magnus is as tender and sincere as he can be, because he doesn’t want Alexander internalizing anything over this. Especially not when he realized that for Alexander, the loft already was home and he just wanted permission, for it to be official.

It’s endearing and sweet and Magnus presses a kiss to Alexander’s temple, softly and then harder when Alexander pushes into the caress.

"This is already your home. Where ever I am, will be your home." Magnus promises, "that will never change, my love. This is our space, for us to grow together and live together in.

Instead, Alexander tackles him to the bed and just lays there, pinning Magnus to the comforter as he snuggles into Magnus.

"Alexander?"

There is no answer, just a soft, exhausted snuffle and Magnus wonders how upset Alexander's been, thinking he was deprived of the home Magnus gave him.

He uses magic to change their clothing. More conversations and decisions can be made after rest and well, Alexander certainly isn't going anywhere and neither is Magnus.

#lumine writes #writing wednesday #writing wednesdays #magnus bane #alec lightwood #malec #shadowhunters #shadowhunters au #my fics #my fanfics #my ficlets

[zo1nkss]

hows about we get some malec up in here? 👀 malec honeymoon malec honeymoon malec honeymoon malec honey

Hi Nate this has been sitting in my inbox for months bc I'm lazy and that's pretty much the only reason I have for you.

Anyway-

Honeymoon Malec HCs (don't come for me I haven't read all the books)

Magnus spends countless sleepless nights planning the perfect wedding

Despite his insistence that this stuff "doesn't matter that much" to him, Alec cannot help but participate. Frequently.

As per the many long, sometimes exhaustive conversations they have throughout the process, they wind up with some conglomeration of mixed cultural wedding between Warlock and Shadowhunter, with a few dashes of common Mundane aspects just because Magnus loves them

When they deed is done, they spend an hour fighting over who will get carried over the threshold

More specifically, they fight over who will do the carrying

Magnus wins and carries Alec under the logic that he's taller and therefore more equipped

Neither of them realize or mention that part being for after the honeymoon

I wish could say there's not a lot to be said about the actual honeymoon because they spent the whole time fucking about it, but Magnus was extremely insistent that they make it to every single attraction and tourist location he booked them for. It's a little bit infuriating for Alec, who had literally never been in a relationship before meeting Magnus, but it's too endearing to be seriously mad about it.

They definitely sent postcards home because Alec definitely gets homesick and Magnus definitely signs every one with some variation of "but everything is fine and we're literally thrilled none of you are here, kay byeeeee :)"

Alec does not agree to more hot air balloon shenanigans

Magnus books a blimp instead

Sigh goddamnit Magnus *shakes head broodily*

The blimp is actually very fun except for the part where Magus almost crashes and the conductor they hired to help them has to manually take over

At least Magnus had the forethought to hire an conductor though, right babe? :D

Magnus finds a little Downworlder club everywhere they go and this place is certainly no exception, so they spend at least a couple of nights drunk and a little over the top surrounded by people Alec has definitely never met before, but Magnus seems unexpectedly familiar with

Alec learns a lot about how much culture and social rules change in the Downworld depending on where you are in the physical world

He learns a lot about Magnus in general

They learn a lot about each other together

There's a very real possibility Alec gets too drunk and tries to "renew their vows" and Magnus has to remind him that they're literally on their honeymoon

When things do eventually conclude and they return to the real world, they create a little homage display of photos and memorabilia in the loft to always remember the amazing experiences they had

#n3v3r-l3ft #TSC #tsc hcs #malec #malec honeymoon #malec hcs #magnus bane #alec lightwod #the shadowhunter chronicles #Void answers

[lesbiancocksucker]

Nine People You'd Like To Get To Know Better

I've been tagged by @paramouradrift (thank you) and I really like tag games plus talking about my interests so:

Three Ships: currently? I'm having fun with house x wilson, zukka and unfortunately destiel

First Ever Ship: malec from shadowhunters since they were the first ever queer couple I ever saw and so they kinda crawled under my skin and made a home here. I am incapable of being normal about them <3

Last Song: I think it was kiki rockwell's arrow to the knee since it's the last one I remember but I also mindlessly listen to music when I play games so it could've been something from ashnikko

Last Film: me and my mum watched varane avashyamund yesterday which is a malayalam movie exploring the lives of a group of people living in the same building and it was really cute. I'm kinda obsessed with the retired military dude who can't talk to another human being without horrifically fucking up.

Currently Reading: does fanfic count? if so I'm re-reading little zuko v the world because I need mental health

Currently Watching: I am very quickly making my way through house. I'm currently at s5 and pretty much losing my mind.

Currently Consuming: little men covered in their blood or hot women covered in other people's blood <3

Currently Craving: I want to write so badly but my brain wants to take over india in crusader kings 3

and all the people i'm tagging: @divorce-enjoyer, @faggyangel, @anarchistbitch, @glittergluekintsugi, @theindefinitearticle, @theedeangirl, @atomicruinsperfection, @emeraldcas, @not-me-bb. Y'all don't have to if you don't want to but I'd gladly hear more about all of you <3

#tag game

[alecmagnuslwb]

Hello, anon asking for help to find a malec fanfic here 👋 I only remember this scene with Magnus arriving at Pandemonium, there was a fight between two werewolves and Alec for in the middle to stop them and got shot with a tranq dart so he is basically drugged in Magnus' office, when Magnus goes to check on him, Alec has like zero filter and tells him something about how hot he is and Jace just gets out of there

Okay so with ao3 being down the last couple of days it took me a bit before I could go searching cause this sounds so familiar to me, but I can't track down the exact one the closest I can find with a no filter/truth serum type thing is Pati in Silentio by lolguess, which is great, but no werewolves.

Anybody out there got a closer guess on this one?

#anonymous #answered #asks #i feel like i had the exact fic you're talking about bookmarked at some point but i can't seem to find it

[kar-krashew]

if i can still suggest a look: HENLEY SHIRTS. i needed so much more malec being hot in long sleeved, tight henleys. in 2x01 we got the blessing of magnus wearing one and then in 2x02 alec wore one, and then like basically never again? and it's a travesty? i love your sh/malec art so very much, every new piece that shows up on my dash is a ray of sunshine!

They’re /that/ rlly attractive married couple,,

Also, thank you so much!! that’s so sweet 💕💕 sorry this one took so long !

(Open for better quality :))

#my art #shadowhunters #magnus bane #alec lightwood #malec #I have an obsession with drawing wedding rings #the SYMBOLISM of devotion !!!! 🤌 mwah

[cuubism]

random malec headcanon #4394950394305

magnus and alec are a pretty well-known, even notorious downworld couple at the time of their wedding. this only grows exponentially in power by the time of their one hundredth wedding anniversary. everyone expects magnus to want to throw an enormous extravagant blowout party, including alec.

but every time alec offers to help magnus with his planning, magnus insists that it has to be a secret, a surprise. so alec just waits along with everyone else for what magnus has planned, maybe a tiny bit hurt that magnus doesn't want to plan this with him, but hey, if it'll make magnus happy...

then, when the day comes, after getting them both dressed up all fancy magnus tugs him through a portal. but alec doesn't find the massive party he expected on the other side. instead, they step into pandemonium, which has been emptied out, lit only by a handful of string lights and with soft jazz playing somewhere.

alec's so confused. "where's your party?"

"there isn't one," magnus says, "it's just us."

and it starts to dawn on alec what magnus is doing, but still he protests, "everyone will be disappointed not to get a magnus bane extravaganza."

magnus smiles a little sadly. "and i appreciate that they want to celebrate with us. but i want to celebrate with you."

alec kisses him then, and twirls him around a little on pandemonium's empty dancefloor.

"why pandemonium?" he finally asks, holding onto magnus's hands, maybe remembering the times when they were younger, when they'd gone dancing here. not that either of them have gotten older, technically, but the world's aged them. so has time. "for old times' sake?"

"it's where we met," magnus says. and alec's confused for a second because he remembers their first conversation being--

"i know we first spoke when the circle raided my apartment," magnus continues. "but i was thinking of the first time i saw you. you were like a shadow. a tall, dark, and hot shadow. you saved my life, do you remember?"

alec takes him in his arms and waltzes them slowly around the dance floor. "i remember the first time i saw you. well, not in person, but before that mission hodge showed us your clave file. it had the most incredible pictures of you. hodge was trying to explain the mission and i couldn't even think straight."

"and then you never thought straight again," magnus says, lips twitching, and alec kicks him in the ankle with the toe of his dress shoe, but he says--

"and i'm better for it. i wouldn't trade you, us, for anything."

magnus looks genuinely touched, shell broken, for a moment, and then teases, "not even for a magnus bane extravaganza?"

alec rolls his eyes. "i got you a gift, you know."

magnus always looks a little startled when he says that, though it's really more surprised pleasure nowadays. "a gift?"

"it's our one hundredth anniversary. of course i got you a gift. i figured i'd give it to you after the party, but i guess that's a moot point now."

he digs in his pocket and produces a small box. magnus's eyes go wide as alec opens it. "we're already married, darling," he says when he sees the ring, swallowing hard.

"oh really? i hadn't noticed."

magnus smacks his wrist, but his gaze is fixed on the gift in alec's hands. "i don't understand."

"i know we have our wedding rings," alec says, "but our engagement and wedding was so... fast. untraditional. i thought you might like an engagement ring. something just for you."

"a token of your devotion?" magnus teases.

"exactly," alec says.

magnus swallows hard again and slowly lifts the ring out of its box. he examines the glittering blue stone set in it with shaking hands. "this stone has deeply magical properties. where on earth did you even get this?"

"i have my ways." alec puts the box back in his pocket and takes the ring from magnus, taking hold of his hand in the same movement. "the color reminded me of your magic."

magnus watches with trembling breath as alec slides the ring onto his ring finger until it nestles gently against his wedding ring. after, he heaves out a breath and pulls alec forward into a kiss, holding alec's hand against his chest.

"i can't believe you've outdone me," he says when they part, resting their foreheads together. "i've been keeping this anti-party secret for months. if we're doing engagement presents now then i'm going to get you something. i don't know what just yet, but i fully intend to floor you as you've floored me."

"i'd expect nothing less," alec says, teasing, "but you here with me is all i really want."

magnus groans and tucks his face into alec's shoulder. "outdone again!" he wails. "how can a man compete when his husband is such a sap!"

alec laughs and holds him close. "i like the anti-party. though if you wanted to have it where we met we could have stayed at home."

"well, i wanted my moment of dramatic surprise, alexander! and it felt sort of redundant to portal right back into one's own apartment."

"alright, fair enough. in that case..." alec disentangles them and takes a step away from magnus, holding out a hand. he can't quite maintain his serious façade and feels a smile break out across his face despite himself. "mister lightwood-bane, may i have this dance?"

magnus smiles back at him, eyes glimmering in the soft lighting above them, and takes alec's hand, new ring glittering on his finger. and alec feels so privileged to have him. "you most certainly may, husband."

#wow this got sappy as all fuck #also this was meant to be a headcanon what happened 😭 #malec #malec fic #my writing

[magnus-the-maqnificent]

never have I ever been more offended by any take on TEC like this one lol

Trsom

TLBOTW

also this

Anyways I accidentally stumbled on this person’s blogs and usually I don’t care people can hate malec idc To each their own but-

I see people saying that tec was purely for fan service and like even if it was I don’t see the problem? I mean not everything has to be deep. books can be meaningless (not that tec didn’t have a meaning I love tec).

also not to dish on this person I get hating CC or any book series or whatever but they have spent the past 5 years on this blog hating on every single tsc character like bro are you okay? if you don’t like something move on

Okay, um, LMAO. First of all, rsom.

Yeah it was originally advertised as NA, but it was changed to YA later on. Cassie literally announced it herself??? OP would’ve known if they literally paid any attention to Cassie other than hating on her every moment they got lol 😭

Also,

OP - the final fight was shit

Me, whose favourite part of rsom was the final fight -

Also imagine thinking this entrance wasn’t badass as fuck-

(And also soft as fuck 🥺)

OP Magnus did NOT go all ‘eh 🙄’ when Jace was mentioned just for you to say there’s JaCe WaNk in this book like wth 😭😭😭 (like, okay, maybe Jace is a lil overrated in-universe, but there’s enough self-awareness of that and in-universe acknowledgement too, especially from Simon and Magnus’s POVs).

ALSO. MOST IMPORTANTLY.

Yes, Alec seems different between trsom and cofa, but like??? In trsom Alec specifically states that he wishes never to meet any of Magnus’s exes, and in cofa, he literally meets one of Magnus’s worst exes, in a terrible situation no less. Trsom is literally a vacation, a getaway. There’s a reason the tone of trsom feels so different from any other tsc book (I mean. Hot air balloon dinners and peaceful late night walks while holding hands? Soft dancing and long drives in a Maserati and two and a half whole pages of the softest lazy cuddling you’ll ever see and don’t even get me started on the ending omg). Like, despite the stakes, there’s still something casual and soft and sweet about trsom. Trsom is the literal definition of *slow motion double vision in rose blush* (Taylor Swift, always right). Trsom is Magnus and Alec having rose tinted glasses on, but during cofa the glasses come off and they have to confront the harsh realities of their relationship.

Besides, there was plenty of foreshadowing in rsom for their issues to come. Alec not wanting to meet Magnus’s exes. Alec comparing his life experiences to Magnus’s like they were books. Alec being insecure about Tessa. Magnus thinking about how he couldn’t tell Alec the whole truth about himself lest he lose Alec or even worse, put him in danger (thanks, Ass-hoe-dues 😑). And… did op even read the same book cause like… despite everything, they were still struggling to communicate about some issues in this book. Alec literally goes “ANYWAYS-“ in the middle of a conversation about Magnus’s immortality and his own mortality. Magnus deflects questions about his past so many times. Magnus makes some progress, of course (the fireside scene), but that gets stomped on by end no thanks to Shinyun and Asshoedues. Yay. 😭

*ehem* anyways, onto lbotw

Ok. Listen. First of all - I’m struggling not to cry-laugh rn but - YES ALEC WAS HORNY AS SHIT EVEN THOUGH MAGNUS WAS CHANGING BECAUSE OF THE SVEFNTHORN SO WHAT??? THATS WHY WE FUCKING LOVE HIM??? (Also, OP, these two are very sexually frustrated after spending a good couple of weeks continuously looking after Max give them a break lmao)

Also, I thought the explanation for why Alec could reverse the svefnthorn’s effects was… pretty much self-explanatory?? He’s got the alliance rune, which lets him use warlock magic, hence he survived the stabbing. And he’s a shadowhunter, he’s angel blooded, which along with him being able to use warlock magic (and specifically Magnus’s magic) somehow let him draw the thorn out of Magnus. Idk how to articulate it but you know what I mean???

Also, OP, this isn’t the MCU where you have to watch like 2134 movies and shows to get what’s happening 😭😭😭 like, yeah, the knowledge may seem unnecessary to us but if someone for any reason decided to read only tec then it helps them know what’s happening? 🤷‍♀️ Like, yes all the series are interconnected but each series still manages to stand on its own and that’s kinda neat tbh.

Idk why I’m ranting about every aspect of OP’s posts but anyway yeah lol

ALSO they mentioned having a copy of lbotw???? They LITERALLY bought lbotw with their own money????? I’m seriously laughing right now like BRO. WHY WOULD YOU SPEND MONEY ON SOMETHING YOU DONT LIKE???? You tag all your posts with ‘anti cc’ but you’re giving her your cash anyway like- ma’am there’s only one loser in this situation and it’s not Cassandra Clare 🤣🤣🤣🤣

Honestly I find the last post even funnier now. You would’ve paid money just to see that sex scene, op. Don’t even try lying to me 🤣🤣🤣 Anyway, idk what happened but like… the charity thing didn’t happen???? And I think that’s more important, the fact that she didn’t write Malec’s first time as a lone one shot for charity. (Also, if OP had dug a little deep, they’d have found the first ever snippet of rsom, which was supposedly Malec’s first time but never made it into the book. It’s possible Cassie did start writing that one shot, but then decided to write a whole book, and then cut that scene out because it didn’t fit and wrote the one we have in our books today).

Like, yeah Cassie is problematic sometimes buuuut unlike a lot of other authors, she actively listens and learns and corrects her mistakes. And that’s good enough for me. 🤷‍♀️

And yes!!! Who cares if it’s fanservice or whatever. It’s still queer content. It gives me a shit ton of serotonin. And who doesn’t like serotonin??? I don’t even know what to say to those people cause like… they’re still actively hating on and boycotting a queer book series. Like, idc how they spin it, it’s still gonna look BAD 🤷‍♀️

I didn’t mean for this to get so long sksksksks 😭😭😭

Anyway, thanks for adding someone to my blocklist anon 😘

#their posts aren’t complete garbage - I kinda agree with some of the points they made about representation in Cassie’s books #but otherwise #what the fuck #the op of that blog is a whole fucking circus #imagine spending five long years BUYING someone’s books #with your own damn money #and then sitting and dedicated a hate blog to them #I’m dead 🤣🤣🤣🤣 #have fun honking that clown nose bro! #tsc #blues and then purple pink asks #what do I even tag this as #malec #trsom #rsom #tlbotw #lbotw #tec

[ketzwrites]

31. , shadowhunters, malec

Okay. It’s been a minute since I’ve written malec. Let’s see if I still know how.

31. Setting Prompt: there was only one bed

Magnus was tired. Well, more than just tired. He was, for all intents and purposes, exhausted. He remembered his first cross-state psychopath hunt. The thrill of being in the field, finding the victims, analyzing their remains. As a newly graduated forensic analyst, joining the FBI and catching bad guys was all the rage.

That had died down after a while. Magnus had seen enough corpses, enough misery. These days, all he wanted was to give the grieving families some sort of closure. A body for them to cry over, an explanation of what happened to their loved one. Practical, definitive answers.

Which was why he was so annoyed at the overly driven, way too hot new detective they paired him up with for this particular manhunt.

Alexander was every bit the excited, competent, overzealous idiot Magnus had once been. He was good at his job, he knew it, and he wanted to be better still. An admirable quality, if it hadn’t been keeping Magnus awake every night as Alec reviewed files, went over evidence, or out-right woke up Magnus to ask about a particular bruise on one of the victims.

That happened twice, which was twice more than Magnus was able to overlook. It wasn’t enough that they had to share crappy little motel rooms as they chased a serial killer through the country. Oh, no. Magnus didn’t even get to catch a few hours of beauty sleep. Honestly, if he had to spend the whole night awake with Alexander, he could think of a couple more interesting things for them to do rather than talking about a gruesome murder.

And Magnus was pretty sure Alec would not be opposed to most of them - judging by the way the detective looked at Magnus when he thought Magnus was too busy applying makeup. As if Magnus couldn’t apply eye shadow and catch a handsome man staring at him. Please.

“I think we’re close now,” Alec said as they downed terrible coffee on their way to yet another filthy motel room. Honestly, the FBI had the budget for an upgrade. Why torture their agents like that?

“Magnus, are you listening?” Alec said, probably not the first time if his tone was any indication.

“Yes, darling. I’m just tired.” Magnus stopped in front of their room. “But, please, continue. Why are we close to catching our elusive-” Magnus stopped when he saw the look on Alec’s face. “What?”

Alec had gone a shade paler, which was impressive considering how white he already was. His eyes widened and he set his jaw to a grip. For a brief second, Magnus imagined looking into the room and seeing their serial killer there. Or a victim. Some gruesome message. At the very least, an eyeball.

He did not expect to take a careful peek inside the room and find that, instead of the usual two single beds, there was only one bed.

Magnus snorted. “Oh, come on.”

“I can go to the reception and ask for a different room,” Alec suggested, though Magnus could hear the frustration in his voice. It was almost 2 a.m. and they had a meeting in six hours with the local police. Changing rooms would only shorten their already narrow window to get some sleep.

Magnus made a decision. Maybe not the best decision, but probably not the worst. Probably. “Alexander, we are both adults. Neither of us is a fragile straight man terrified to have his masculinity besmirched by laying next to another man for a few hours. I think we can manage.”

Just in time. Alec was suspiciously pointing at the extremely uncomfortable-looking couch looming at a corner of the room. Almost as if he was going to suggest he could spend the night on that. “I-- Yeah, you’re right. It’s fine.”

“Excellent,” Magnus said and threw himself at the bed. He could deal with not taking off his makeup in the morning. It would be a problem for future-Magnus, the poor bastard, to handle.

Alec climbed on the other side carefully, as if doing so would change the fact that they were two big men sharing a standard-size full bed. Magnus could feel the heat coming from Alec even though they were not touching. It was pleasant. Way more than Magnus anticipated.

It had been a bad decision, after all. Professionally speaking. “So,” Alec said, sounding like he too came to that conclusion, “good night.”

“Sweet dreams. Hope nobody breaks in here and murders us.” Magnus was cringing before he even stopped talking. Damn his inability to let uncomfortable silence linger.

But Alec smiled. “That’d be pretty embarrassing.”

For some reason, Magnus suddenly needed more than just one smile. “Maybe the killer will think we make a handsome couple.”

“He’s a cold-blooded, highly disturbed monster,” Alec frowned and Magnus felt like he pushed it too far. But then, Alec smirked. “But he’s not blind.”

Oh. Magnus smiled. “You know what? I don’t feel so tired anymore.”

Alec stared at him and Magnus could see the engines turning inside his head. Weeks and weeks of chasing, of being so close to shutting down the case and yet, not close enough; all of that excitement and frustration pining up behind his eyes. Weeks of sharing close quarters with Magnus, a single shower, seeing each other make amazing breakthroughs and collapse at their shortcomings.

“I’m not tired at all,” Alec whispered and pulled Magnus to him.

As they kissed, Magnus decided his decision was not, after all, such a bad one.

Give me a number and a ship

#a nonny asks #malec #my fanfic #malec fanfic #this was fun #i should not have been listening to so many true crime podcasts lately

[khaleesiofalicante]

when are we getting battle Malec cause I'm done being sad and sobby

I wanna be hot and bothered now

A couple of more deaths and then we are there.

LMAO JK.

Unless....

#lbaf

[beclynn-herondale]

New Year's Headcanon for TMI Fam

Clary and Jace both cooked dinner for everyone (they were all amazed at how good it was and Jace said "hey! Keep talking like that and this hot chef won't cook for you again" they all stopped making fun cause Jace makes good food and they don't want to risk not eating it again.

Magnus and Alec got wine and champagne, and Magnus painted glitter on as many people as he could, Jace even let him put glitter eyeshadow on him, Alec dressed Max and Rafe both in shirts that said 'byebye another year', Magnus made the words on them glitter.

Izzy and Simon brought games and they played twister (they were good at it cause of their shadow training, but whenever one of the couples were near to the other they would kiss them, Max and Rafe said 'not till midnight!'

They danced to Taylor Swift, and listened to New Year's Day by Taylor Swift a lot

At midnight the Clace, and Malec, and Sizzy all kissed, they also gave Max and Rafe kisses on the cheeks, and Max and Rafe gave the other kisses on the forehead.

Once it was midnight Sizzy went home to their apartment and just hung out there with the other just talking about the year and how thankful they were to have gotten amp one to spend with their loved ones, and did what couples do.

Malec went back to Magnus loft and read to the boys and put them to bed, and Malec both talked about how thankful they were for their loved ones as well and drank some more wine, and did some couple activities

Clace cleaned up and put food away, then they both had another glass of wine and snuggled up by the fireplace and read a book together, and they talked about how they love their family and they should cook more often, and did adult couple activities as well

They all fell asleep in their significant others arms and couldn't wait for another year of love and being there for each when they were at their lows

#clary fray #clary fairchild #jace herondale #jace lightwood herondale #clary x jace #clace #magnus bane #magnus lightwood bane #alec lightwood #alec lightwood bane #magnus x alec #malec #simon lewis #simon lovelace #isabelle lightwood #izzy lightwood #simon x izzy #sizzy #max lightwood bane #rafe lightwood bane #the lightwood bane family #tmi gang #tmi fam #tsc #the shadowhuter chronicles #tmi #the mortal instruments #tsc headcanons #bec's headcanons

[magnuslightwood-bane0414]

⚠️More Malec headcanons alert⚠️

also no one really submitted any headcanon requests so I urge you to do so if you’re looking for something specific I’d love to write some for you :) don’t be shy I literally love getting stuff in my inbox it makes my day!!!

so I think whenever Alec showers at the loft he borrows a pair of Magnus’ fuzzy pajama pants and a hoodie that’s really Alec’s but it smells like Magnus so he uses it anyway. then he’s all warm and he wants his husband so he’ll go find him and wrap his arms around him He gets extra clingy after showers so he’s always finding Magnus and grumbling until Magnus pays attention to him and holds him.

speaking of showers, Magnus adores Alec’s fluffy hair and literally plays with it while holding him because (look to my last bullet) Alec is clingy after showers and he just wants cuddles. Magnus loves loves loves Alec’s hair but especially when it’s all soft and messy and smells like sandalwood.

Magnus had an epiphany one day while holding Alec close. Alec was napping, snoring with his face pressed against Magnus’ neck and Magnus gently sifting through his hair. Magnus realized he’s gone decades and years alone. Like physically alone. As an immortal, he’s never felt the need to constantly be around people since they’re more independent and stuff. But as their relationship progresses Magnus finds that he hates being away from Alec, like genuinely loathing it. Alec is the first one to make him feel that way. for example, Alec has to go away to some clave thing for a few days and it’s torture to be in the loft without Alec. He goes as far as to sleep with Catarina and madzie for those nights. And when Alec comes back, it’s like the scene in The Notebook all dramatic and soft and stuff. But honestly neither of them complain because they just sit on the floor and hold each other for like three hours before getting up and going about their normal routine. It’s new to Magnus to want to be close to someone 24/7 but it’s a good new!

after they’re married and things are really really really good, Magnus decides to stop drinking as a coping mechanism. He chooses to save it for fun nights out with family or friends, or dancing with Alec, or even a quiet night in when they just want to get tipsy and cuddle. It isn’t easy since we all know Magnus being an alcoholic was low key canon. Whenever Magnus feels the urge to drink, he calls one of the people closest to him. That includes Catarina, Raphael, and some more warlock friends he’s met along the way and trust. And of course, if the temptation is really bad he’ll call Alec and Alec will either come home or Magnus will sit with Alec in his office.

Magnus and Alec try and go on a date at least one night a week. They try tons of places of course, but their favorite will always be the hunters moon. Maia always hooks them up with free drinks because they’re so cute, and they always stumble out of the bar drunk and laughing and they have the best time there. They definitely make use of the pool table but they can only play for so long bc as the drinking continues the sexual innuendos also continue.

they’re obviously more comfortable around each other now, but I still feel like they would blush and hold doors for each other. those cute little couple things. Alec would tell Magnus how beautiful he looked and Magnus would blush and say alec looked even more beautiful. Alec would hold the door for him and then they would argue over the check whenever they went out somewhere. they would walk home and Magnus would link their arms and it’ll just be the same cute stuff they always do. But they never get sick of it and we won’t either!!

we all know Magnus has an abundance of terms of endearment for Alec, but we never talk about Alec’s terms of endearment for Magnus. I think Alec normally just says Magnus and it��s the tone of voice that conveys if he’s flirty, sleepy, mad or whatever. Sometimes he’ll say Mags if he’s feeling frivolous or causal. But my favorite is babe or baby. I think Alec says that if he’s drunk or sleepy or whiny, when he’s not in his right mind but he doesn’t care either way. Magnus always grins and blushes because it sounds so precious coming from Alec.

as time progresses and the tensions between Shadowhunter and downworld calm some, Magnus feels even more welcomed in the institute. I think people start acknowledging him and even making small talk with him, no longer glaring or staring whenever Magnus walks into the institute. There’s always those few bad apples, but overall the Shadowhunters adore Alec so they would obviously accept Magnus. And Alec has made it abundantly clear that Magnus is just as welcomed as any Shadowhunter. (Magnus secretly loves it when a Shadowhunter starts complaining because Alec gets protective and man is that hot)

#malec #shadowhunters #alec lightwood #magnus bane #catie rants about malec #married malec #malec fluff #malec headcanon #malec headcanons #magnus lightwood bane #alec lightwood bane #magnus x alexander #magnus x alec #shadowhunters tv

[chibi-tsukiko]

Omg Em I love your new theme 😍 it's beautiful! And Ishida calling Ryuji pretty boy? I lost my shit asdfghjkklljhgg so hot I can't- The whole scene was wild and hot as hell AND I NEED MORE OF TAKASHI AND HEIN PLEASE THEY ARE MY ADORABLE BEANS 🥺❤️🥰 and I have a question... Is Ishida immortal or sth? Like, you said his actual name isn't known so... 😶 I swear every time I say: "oh, this is my favorite couple in this story" one of them turns out to be immortal asfhhjjkkjhhhjjj first Malec then Wessa and Jessa, then Malina and now... 😶😶

Awww thank you!!! 🥰🥰

😆 I’m so glad you liked it!! Ishida can be quite the lil shit 😜 but I love him! And don’t worry! There is much more Takashi x Hein content coming! 💕

So while Ishida is not “immortal” his unique heritage (being both a Child of the Light and the Child of the Damned) does have an effect on the way he ages. Basically, he ages at a slower rate than everyone else. Nothing that will prevent him from growing old, but it’s just a slower process for him 😊

#thank you for asking! #🥰 #wretched and divine #emsaskbox

[akindofmagictoo]

20 first lines tag game

this comes from @zmlorenz and also I think @amillionwips — thank you both!

rules: list the first lines of your last 20 stories (if you have less than 20 stories just list them all). see if there are any patterns. choose your favourite opening line. then tag others. 

(I will tag @writingbyjillian @pamsdrabbles @sleepyowlwrites and anyone who wants to play!) 

Hurricane 

Tempest stilled her bouncing leg, eyeing her sleeping husband. Had she woken him? She took a careful breath and didn’t let it go until he snored and rolled over, pulling the covers tighter around himself. Still she waited. One breath. Two breaths. When he still didn’t move, she stood up and grabbed her coat and sword belt, not even bothering to put them on. Because she had to leave, and she had to leave today. 

Theo x Aella Little Mermaid AU

Water closed over his head, tugged at his clothes. Tugged him down… down… 

He wanted to cry out for help, but the water filled up his mouth before he could make a sound. Cold stole into his limbs, heavy and dark, weighing him down. 

His chest ached, searching for air. Deep, cold darkness wrapped around him. Dragging, pressing, pulling down.

Down… down… down… 

When he’d hit the water, he’d panicked. That was gone now. All he felt was the cold, the deep dark cold.

a random post-canon Theo x Aella oneshot 

Thunder rumbled overhead, blending into the drumming of the rain on the roof. Aella tucked her blanket more tightly around herself, but it did no good. She couldn’t sleep. She couldn’t keep her mind off the locked front door, Alanna’s instruction to stay inside. It felt too much like other locked doors. Every time she closed her eyes, she was back there again and—

No. Sitting in this bed alone with her thoughts would do no good.

a post-canon Theo x Aella oneshot (sort of the former version of the one above)

“Read the mermaid one again.” Aella snuggled against Theo, pressed up between him and the arm of the big old armchair. 

a Theo x Aella modern AU 

Even with a map on his phone, Theo was impressed he’d made it to the small cafe on the main street. True, it was the main street, but his new house wasn’t, and directions weren’t his forte. Given how recently he’d moved, it was at least understandable. 

The cafe was small, but its list of drink options was larger than he’d expected. But it included several types of tea, so he ordered a familiar English Breakfast and sat down at the nearest table.

post-canon oneshot of the Hurricane women play ‘theatre’ 

“So, who’s up next?” Aria stretched out in her hammock. “As much as I enjoyed being the defence lawyer, I think it’s someone else’s turn.” 

“I’ll play the accused. I want to try my daring escape again,” Aella volunteered, sitting up. 

Theo grinned. “Because you got caught last time?” 

a crossover royalty AU with another project (Labyrinth) 

(this isn’t the first line, but it’s the first lines where Theo appears. also, you would be correct if you assume that the Spanish princess is not Aella. that is the complication.) 

“Spain confirmed the marriage alliance,” said Jared. “We still have to confirm it one last time, though.” 

Theo glanced up at his dad. “Hardly surprising, really. They offered it, after all.” 

Jared nodded. “Are you still alright with this? We can turn them down now, if you want.” 

“My calendar is free,” said Theo, straight-faced. “I mean, it’s not like I’ve got my eye on someone else or whatever. Just as long as I’m not expected to actually have a romantic relationship with the Spanish princess.” 

the below are all fanfictions. [ps my AO3 is @/ sidebysidewithafriend go check it out if any of these fics interest you] 

Shadow and Cottontail (Harry Potter: Marauders (OC insert)) 

(this is co-written, I’m posting the first part that I wrote) 

“Is there mail today?” Kai Lupin jumped the last step down to the dining room. This was the same question she’d been asking for five days, but she asked anyway. 

Her mother Hope was about to answer when an owl swooped through the open window, a parchment envelope clutched in its beak. 

“I think the answer is yes,” said Remus, descending the stairs behind her with a little more care than she’d taken. Kai rolled her eyes and crossed the room to see what the envelope contained.

Hope was already taking it from the owl. “It’s from Hogwarts,” Hope said, and Kai’s heart leapt, only to be dashed by her mother’s next words. “But there’s only one envelope. It’s addressed to you, Kai.” 

Told You You’d Kill It (Harry Potter: Romione) 

“Ugh.” Ron shoved his books to one side and ran a hand through his hair, making it stick up in all different directions. Hermione hid a smile as Ron drew his hands inside his jumper sleeves.

Through a yawn, he continued, “I’m done. I’m so tired.” Probably from his basketball training, but schoolwork was also a struggle for him, she knew. And they’d been studying in the library for several hours now. No wonder he was exhausted.

Thank You For Saving My Cat (Harry Potter: Jily) 

Lily pushed herself up to a sitting position and breathed a small sigh of relief. At least she was out. She turned back to the house, watching the orange flames that danced over the structure with her heart in her throat. Was it her imagination, or were they growing smaller?

Most of her stuff could be replaced. But she hoped nonetheless that she wouldn’t have to.

Then she remembered the one thing she’d left behind and couldn’t replace. Crookshanks. She stumbled to her feet. Legs shaking under her, she ran to the nearest firefighter and grabbed their sleeve. The firefighter gear covered its occupant’s face, but the voice sounded male. “Are you alright?” He took her arm gently, steadying her.

3AM (Harry Potter: Wolfstar) 

The beeping of the fire alarm filtered into Sirius’s sleeping brain, burrowing in until he couldn’t help but wake up. At which point he groaned and wrapped his pillow around his head, trying to block out the noise.

But this was a fire alarm, so really he had to get up. Grudgingly, he removed the pillow from his head and fumbled for his phone to check the time. The light from the screen was blinding in the darkness of his dorm room, but after a moment his eyes adjusted to see that it was 3:07 AM.

Give Him Back to Me (The Great Library: Wolfe x Santi) 

Day 1

“Nic?” Wolfe half-rose from the bed at the sound of knocking, leaving his Codex open beside him. Something was off, though. Nic wouldn’t knock. He had a key. Besides, Nic was away in Belgium, training a new company. He wasn’t due back for another day or two, and that was assuming everything went to plan.

Nevertheless, when the knock came again he got to his feet and headed for the door.

Death Is Not Fair (Shadowhunters: (very angsty) Malec) 

It wasn’t fair. Then again, life wasn’t fair.

And neither was death.

It shouldn’t have happened. It should have been a simple mission. The scans and all the reports had said there was just one demon in the area. It was a larger, stronger demon, and would’ve put up a good fight, but it was still practically nothing to a Shadowhunter like Alec.

Untitled (Shadowhunters: Sizzy) (unfinished and un-posted) 

Izzy was swearing off dating. She’d kind of thought about it before, but hearing about the amount of drama in Jace’s love life right now cemented the idea firmly in her mind. No more dating. Between that and the mess Alec had gone through a couple of months ago, she wasn’t sure she wanted any part of that. Not to mention that of all the boys she’d dated, none of the relationships had really been right. Did she believe in The One? She wasn’t sure. But none of her boyfriends had been it, that was for sure. So no more dating for her. She was here to study forensic chemistry, after all, and surely it was better to concentrate on that.

Moving Day (Riordanverse: Blitzstone) 

Last? signed Hearth. 

Blitz brushed a speck of dust from the shoulder of his shirt, studying Hearth’s face. He knew exactly how many boxes were left to move, and it was more than zero, but the elf was looking paler than usual. If that was possible. As he watched, Hearth swayed a little and put a hand on the wall for support. “No. But I’ll get the rest. You need a break.”

Untitled quarantine AU (Riordanverse: Percabeth) (unfinished and un-posted)

“Thanks for letting me stay over to finish this project,” said Annabeth, setting the last piece on the model Coliseum she’d made. They’d done most of it last night, and she was just adding the finishing touches now. Although that had been before school had been shut down; they’d been notified the night before, but since she was here she’d been determined to finish it.  

Untitled (The Hobbit) (I have a “better version of Tauriel’s arc” thing in the works, and this is an accompanying oneshot of how the Durins died in this version) (un-posted) 

“Where is he? It looks empty. I think Azog has fled.” Fili glanced around nervously, his breath steaming in the icy air. 

“I don’t think so,” said Thorin. 

Footsteps sounded on the ice, echoing in all directions. It was impossible to know their source. 

“We’ve got company,” Thorin growled. 

Kili readied his sword. 

This was practically everyday for them at this point. Every motion of his sword, every footstep, every bit of it was familiar. Fili hardly had to think. His sword flashed in the faint light. Droplets of blood and crystals of ice spattered his exposed skin, hot and cold. He was at home here; he might not have been on the ice before, but with a sword in his hand and Kili and Thorin at his back, he was content.

this is VERY long. if you read to here, thank you! and maybe consider reading some of them in full on my AO3? 

#tag game #20 first lines tag #wip hurricane #wip labyrinth #zoe writes

[alittlepudge-neverhurtnobody]

Wow its been a while but I sent a couple of malec asks back when you wrote your shadowhunters fic and I just wanted to know if you ever finished the series. I think you said you were like almost done w the first season back then but i dont remember, anways do you have any more malec hcs? I feel like there was tons of chub content that could come out of the "world inverted" episode.

P.s. super excited for this tedlexis fic 💖💖💖

oh yes i remember you!!! i DID finish it and i really enjoyed it!!! i thought the last handful of episodes of the series were really strong and the actual ending made me SOB lmao. (here's the post i made when i finished in case you want to see how i felt at the time haha)

do i have more malec hcs?? of course!!

- from the world inverted ep specifically (it's been a minute since I watched it but i remember the key points!), clean-cut confident Alec and washed-up tv psychic Magnus could be SO fun. maybe Magnus has gotten chubby eating his feelings about being the last downworlder to even remember the downworld and when he shows up at the party, his suit doesn't quite fit and it's a little too tight at the belly and he's a little self-conscious, feeling so far from the majestic Magnus he used to be, and then ... Alec spots him trying to get in and immediately thinks he's PERFECT. he loves how round and chubby Magnus's cheeks are, he loves how his suits pulls around his belly and hips, he immediately wants to know everything about him and, more urgently, he wants to get him some refreshments. like, a LOT of refreshments.

- it would also be very fun to have clean-cut confident CHUBBY Alec who's so sure of himself and his body and his sexuality, buying clothes with crisp lines that work with the curves of his body, not against them. Alec who carries himself with a self-assured air that yeah, he's hot and he looks good, but also, he's hot because he KNOWS he looks good. and I can see Magnus, who used to have that kind of confidence, being SO taken by that display of unflappable poise in Alec and finding it super hot that Alec embraces his size and himself instead of trying to hide it.

- more generally, i'm also just in love with the concept of Fat Magnus, lounging about in silk robes falling open to reveal a wide, soft expanse of belly. teasing Alec over big breakfasts and flustering him with too-tight clothes and big meals outside on summer evenings. Fat Magnus in magnificently tailored clothes that show off his bulges and curves, clothes that barely hold together around him but they're designed that way (and probably held together with magic). and Alec being so totally taken by Magnus's decadence and overindulgence and all the softness that comes with it.

- that would actually be really fun to explore as like accidental mutual gaining/maybe relationship weight? fat Magnus introducing Alec to this glam, hedonistic lifestyle and Alec is a little too uptight to lean into it aaaall the way but while Magnus gets fatter, Alec gains a little belly unintentionally and it turns out that he REALLY likes it.

thank you anon!!!

#malec #magnus x alec #shadowhunters

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ok but the powerful aesthetics of like a spy au (or just fucking elaborate roleplay i’m up for that) like. alec looking like a tall james bond motherfucker in a sharp suit ready to fuck shit up and/or pin magnus against a wall and rail him hard? yes. and magnus could do the stylish tux OR like a gorgeous dress with a super low back (1/2)

(mmmm... alecs hands on his bare back even when they’re dancing, or when they’re making out in some alcove at the fancy gala them slipping down his back, even to his ass) like FUCK the aesthetics tho and they get to DANCE at a fancy gala with like TENSION and also they can go power couple fuck it’s so good (2/2)

youre so RIGHT

ok like first. we love alec being mysterious mr tall dark and handsome, nice suit, big hands, scary and cool as hell

secondly. fuck. magnus in a suit or magnus in a dress with a low back. like on one hand he looks so good in a suit fuck but on the other hand--ok i’m going to go with the dress PURELY for the “alec’s big warm hands on his bare back and that’s some good vulnerability shit ok” thing. like fuck. slow dance that’s totally just for “exchanging information” but magnus can’t help but melt a bit at those big warm hands on his bare back, especially when they slide down to like the small of his back, closer to his waist, and it’s genuinely like. even on a non sexual level it just feels good 

and again there is that like. layer of vulnerability to it? the way letting someone touch your throat is intimate, i think the back can kinda feel like that too, especially if like, you’re facing away from them, but also like what is more literally and symbolically supportive and comforting than alec having his back? just saying. also again it just feels good. and weirdly intimate bc it’s so exposing and lots of bare skin that alec is just. touching. you know 

also he looks gorgeous in that dress and the low back just shows off them muscles and broad shoulders and he looks sexy as hell

AND it makes it easier for alec to slip his hands under the dress to grab his ass or tease him once they do get to the “making out in an alcove” stage

also like. fuck, choices choices. spy roleplay? spy roleplay with elements of the “we just met at a party”? spy roleplay with elements of “we just met at a party AND WE’RE ENEMIES WHO GON FUCK”? or actual spy au? 

like okay let’s start with roleplay. they have so much fun dressing up and coming up with codenames and shit, magnus a hundred percent has some like “”poison”” lipstick he isn’t going to use (*thinks of elaborate roleplay involving aphrodisiac lipstick and some sort of thing that counteracts it so when he kisses alec it backfires on him instead* ........ *tries not to think about it because that’s yet another long tangent*) or like a knife in his heel that again he isn’t going to use but spy gadget spy gadget spy gadget 

and like being rival spies--dancing together “to get information” so it’s like banter and an interrogation and foreplay all at once, “fighting” in a hotel room or whatever but really it’s just foreplay, and like. fuck, what, is alec gonna fuck the information he needs out of him but magnus pulls a homme fatale and he wakes up to a lipstick kiss on a note and missing files? that’s funny just because that inherently implies that alec is going to go home and there’s magnus all smug like i got it :) i guess it could be a game where they actually do try to see who can get the macguffin but like they’d get so competitive they’d forget about the fucking part

ANYWAY okay so like. more “enemies to lovers” roleplay but with spies this time. nice. magnus is the most dangerous homme fatale motherfucker and alec is the one who managed to pin him down and fuck him into submission (but i mean. doesn’t stop magnus from stealing the macguffin-whatever and leaving him with a kiss and nothing more.) or maybe alec is the homme fatale in his slick suit, lets magnus think he’s seduced him and then when it’s time to get down to business flips them over and pins him down and eats him out until he’s a sobbing mess then slides in nice and rough and makes him scream--not so smug now, are you, you look so much prettier squirming under me and whining with pleasure

also actual spy au is fun because like either they’re on the same side (in which case: fucking on missions? naughty naughty. also, pretty sure this doesn’t fit the company’s fraternization policies.) or they’re enemies (in which case THEY’RE STILL FUCKING--actually i like this bc it implies to me an ending where both of them go “both of our sides suck, actually, let’s fake our deaths and move to god knows where to make sweet love till the end of our days”) and either way there’s both angst potential and like. sweet sweet hotness potential 

and power couple spies malec? badass. beating up bad guys together and being hot as fuck while doing it? hell yeah.

#trans magnus smut