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“We need to talk about Minerva,” Magnus tells him, and Alec’s heart almost stops.

Oh god. It’s happening. It’s happening.

“What’s wrong?” Alec asks as he pushes his iPad from his lap, where an email from the current governor waits for his advice on a healthcare bill.

Something has happened for sure.

Maybe she is doing drugs.

Wait. No. That’s not a flaw.

Maybe she is selling drugs.

How an 11 year is selling drugs in middle school is not something he will understand. But he wouldn’t put it past a Lightwood-Bane.

A little fluffy one-shot about TLND Malec and Minerva.

You can read the one shot here on ao3 :)

Two Jewish trans people need help affording groceries

Hey everyone, I'm sorry to make yet another post but it's been a rough month for my wife and I. She had to spend time in the hospitial after a very bad covid infection and we've acquired some steep medical bills because of it. Along with bills and rent we're beyond broke. Any amount helps us buy food, toiletries, and medical supplies. Please ignore my deadname. Thank you for reading, all the best

Auryn

Edit: thank you for all of the reblogs, it's been about a week with no donations, any little bit helps!

Welcome everyone to Animalec Fest, a fanmade 12 days event for talented creators to showcase their talent and make fanwork for our beloved couple.

This event will be focused on malec with animal traits and features, or having the ability to shapeshift. Creators can opt for hybrid malec (tiger hybrid, cat hybrid, etc), them being under a curse/spell that put them through physical transformations, or malec as mythical creatures (siren, dragon, kitsune, pheonix,...). The only unsuitable version is cosplay/suit.

This event is free for all, there's no need to sign up. There will be a prompt for each day during the event, and no limit to how many prompts/dates you can participate. It's open for all dynamic and all versions of malec (book & show).

RULES & NOTICES

  • Fanfictions, fanarts, edits, gifs, moodboards, headcanons, poems, video edits are all acceptable fanwork for this event
  • Please treat others with kindness and respect. Our ship has sailed and as the sea monster if anyone is disrespectful I will eat block them
  • No Malec/ others. This is a Malec-only event
  • NSFW, as well as sensitive contents, are allowed, but appropriate taggings and warnings must be put up properly
  • Tag @animalecfest or post your work onto the Animalec Fest 2023 collection on ao3 (will be updated later)

The list of prompts will be coming soon! Follow this page for more exciting news and don't hesitate to send ask to @carelessflower or this page if you have any questions.

"what.. are we now?" Malec (maybe if they continued sleeping together after Disneyland in tlnd?)

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"I can't make it next Wednesday," Alec tells him, picking up his shirt from the floor.

"Oh," Magnus says from bed.

"I need to go to D.C. for a meeting with the Veep," Alec explains, even though Magnus didn't for an explanation. "Thursday?"

Magnus wants to say yes. But he shakes his head instead. "Rafael will be home."

Alec, who is buttoning up his shirt, stills at that.

It's a reminder.

That this is a lie. That this is temporary.

That this, despite the orgasms and the obvious pleasure, still hurts.

He expects Alec to simply suggest another date. Alec is a problem-solver at heart. This shouldn't be difficult.

If not Thursday, then Friday. If not Friday, then Monday.

Not Saturday or Sunday though. Those are for the children.

Another reminder.

"I thought he has lectures on Thursday," Alec says instead. "Is he skipping classes?"

"I have an appointment with my psychiatrist to, um, change my dosage," Magnus says, looking away for some reason he doesn't understand. He thought he was done with this. Being embarrassed about his illness. "He wanted to come with me."

Alec is quiet for a moment. Then he nods. "Good. Take him with you."

Alec used to come with Magnus before. To all the doctor's appointments. To any place where Magnus felt unsafe and uncomfortable.

Alec would come. He would stand there and glare at the people who made Magnus feel that way or he would stand there and hold Magnus' hand in his own.

Either way, he'd come.

Every time.

He wonders if Alec would come if he asked him now. He wonders if Alec would be mad at him for asking.

A small part of him - just about the size of the Zoloft he swallows every morning - wants to poke him and see if he'd get mad.

He wants a reaction.

Desperate. Angry. Sad. Hurt. Betrayed.

Anything.

But Alec is not being any of that right now.

He is standing at the edge of the bed and checking his calendar to see what other day he could make it work.

Alec is being practical.

It's Magnus' least favorite version of Alec Lightwood.

Because there is only a thin line between Practical Alec and Politician Alec.

On some days, Magnus likes to stand in between the two and see how long he can exist there until Alec notices his feet are hurting.

"What about next Monday?" Alec asks now.

"Monday works," Magnus replies.

"Cool," Alec nods and finished buckling up his belt. "I'll see you then."

"Alec."

"Yeah?"

"What.. are we now?"

He doesn't know why he asks it. He doesn't know what exactly it means either.

But he asks anyway. He pokes.

"We are two people who are meeting up on Monday to have sex because our children are both out of town," Alec replies. "Is that good enough for you?"

Practical as ever.

The response leaves a bitter taste in his throat. Magnus swallows it down like an anti-depressant on a good day.

"Yeah," he replies. "See you Monday."

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The thing with the writers strike and actors strike is that. You ALL have to start realizing that the cool creative jobs they paint as "glamorous" in the media are actually ALL struggling in a big way, and basically everyone below "Huge Household Name" is actually often having to spend THEIR OWN DAY JOB MONEY to keep trying and trying to "break into" that household name status.

Like, im a cartoonist. Just starting out, but already fairly successful! My comics are sold in a handful of states, i sell out of my works, and i even have been featured as a finalist in a couple awards shows AND have pieces bought by a cartooning museum. I still barely make a couple hundred per month off it IF IM LUCKY, and spend almost as much trying to print more. Oh yes, i have to print my own comics! And working for a big comic company, they generally require you to bring some level of your own equipment. Heck, even if you make it "big" as a cartoonist...you wanna know how much you get paid if your comic that you spent months of back-breaking labor on is adapted into a marvel movie? A one-time check for $5000. Out of the BILLIONS those movies make, in perpetuity for eternity, you are given $5k. Pre-tax. Pre-agent. Pre-lawyer. (Yes we have agents and lawyers too, quite often). There's hardly any cartoonists who can afford to quit their day jobs, and even those who do are never living above the lower middle class range.

Now obviously cartooning is not the same as acting or writing, but my point is that we NEED yall to stop thinking just because you see our work as cool that we are living some dream life!!! Basically the only people who are living these dream lives you think of are CEOs of major companies and the occasional celebrity. The rest of us are just out here, struggling to survive just like you, we just happen to have a side hustle which is Kinda Cool.

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All the arts. Writing, music, movies, dance, theater, design, all of them are important. We assume people with “real talent” will be able to make a living at them but even the super talented people can’t, and a lot of people who might be super talented never get to try because they have to do something else to keep a roof over their heads. 

this is completely true. when i went to school to learn animation, the teachers there (who all worked at the now-shuttered fox animation studios) basically said don't expect to get paid a lot. you'll be the cool parent with the cool job, but you'll never be Really Rich, and that sure is the gd case, ain't it.

there’s a reason the mantra of the arts is “don’t quit your day job.”

“I didn’t go to the Academy,” Rafael smiled.

“Why not?”

“Because my brother couldn’t go.”

“Why not?”

“Because he is a warlock,” Rafael replied. “You know Max.”

“I haven’t seen him in forever,” Abigail said dramatically, which could be true since she lived in Idris with her family. “Is he still blue?”

Rafael chuckled. “Last time I checked, yeah.”

That felt like forever ago too.

“Why can’t warlocks go to the Academy?” Abigail asked him.

“Because it’s the Shadowhunter Academy,” Rafael tried to explain. “But if a warlock wants to learn about shadowhunter stuff, they can visit an institute.”

“But the Academy is so fun!”

“It is!”

“Can Uncle Max’s baby go to the Academy?” she asked. “Mama said he has a baby now! Is it true the baby is blind? Is it because the baby is a warlock? Like Uncle Max? Dada said there was a blind warlock a long time ago!”

That was a lot of questions. Even for Rafael.

You can now read the new chapter of Love Breaks Apart Families here on ao3 :)

We should all seek justice, justice for all.

#RemoveTheWall

I love this, have never seen it with four panels…

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It is worth noting that not all problems are 100% socially constructed, and therefore this conception of justice is not always an option. For example, you can strive to reduce disability stigma, and you can give the disabled better healthcare, but people with incurable denegenerative diseases who experience chronic pain and deteriorating health are still going to experience unfair suffering, and the only way to truly fully "remove the cause of the inequality" is to literally invent a miracle cure. I'm reminded of that post talking about how X-Men is the perfect metaphor for leftist infighting, like that scene from the movie (was it X2? X3?) where Storm says "we don't need a cure; there's nothing wrong with us" to Rogue, the girl who literally can't touch people without killing them. I'm concerned people will look at this graphic and leave with the takeaway that pursuing equity is a waste of time, and the only thing that really matters is eradicating the root cause. Because as important as it is to, for example, fund scientific research to find a cure chronic fatigue syndrome, it is just as important, perhaps more important, to make sure that, until such time as we are able to discover that cure, we ensure people with chronic fatigue syndrome are getting as much support as it is possible to give them. My point is, it's not a matter of equity vs. justice. Pursuing justice is not better and more ethical than pursuing equity. We need to work towards solving the root problem, but that can take a really long time, time people who are suffering don't necessarily have, so we also need to improve quality of life for people who can't afford to wait that long. We need equity AND justice. We need to strive for BOTH.

I fucking hate game apps. I wanted to play tetris the otherday so I figured there must be a simple tetris app out there its the most basic game. But every app is like heres your daily log in bonus of 10 gold! You get 5 free plays a day. Here's an ad. To replay a level costs 1 diamond. You can eart gold by earning points in levels. 1000 points = 1 gold. You can exchange 550 gold for one diamond but we have a sale right now that they only cost 500 gold. Heres an ad. You can buy a loot crate of diamonds for 5.99$! You leveled up! Heres 1 free diamond. Youve run out of free replays for today, would you like to buy some more diamonds? Heres your daily tasks, make sure to log in every day this month for a free reward chest. its free! Heres an ad. Would you like to sign up for this credit card to recieve 10 free diamonds? Invite a friend and you can earn points! Ding! Youve leveled up. Heres an ad. This is our special bonus play weekend, you get one free replay and a pack of diamonds only costs 4.99$. You can use your gold to purchase new skins for the tetris blocks. This ones shaped like cats! It costs 100 diamonds. You need to collect them all. Free to play, may be some in-app purchases.

I agree with literally everything op is saying and I don't want to detract from their point but this website here, specifically for mobile games (though they intend to eventually branch out to other types) is creating a database that flags those exact types of predatory things. It also flags games as safe, so if you want to look for safe mobile games this is an invaluable resource.

https://www.darkpattern.games/

It also has definitions, explanations, and examples of all the different types of psychological manipulations games pull on the website so if anyone ever tries to give you "just don't spend money, it's easy" you can send them this

This is bomb. Bc I really do just want to play my mobile cooking/farming games but eventually you get to point where you can advance unless you play.

Like what happened to the Diner Dash and Angry Birds franchises is trash

Just had a dream that a novel exists which is written from the POV of an old man dying in the 1920s in the form of diary entries and bit by bit it's revealed it's actually a closeted trans woman who was out during her youth and forced to recloset and now I desperately want to read it

The narrator was like, referring to a girl called Sarah in all the writings, and at the start it's super unclear who Sarah actually is and it's speculated by the people around that she may be a lover from the narrator's youth, until it's noted that Sarah had heterochromia and that's the defining trait of the narrator

Oh also Sarah did actually have a lover. They were T4T and lived in a little cottage by a lake until he was drowned in it and Sarah couldn't make ends meet anymore and had to recloset

Okay a bunch of people have told me to write the thing now so I've decided if this post gets 30K I'm turning the thing into an epistolary novel.

we are so fucked guys its over

like this is insane like. of course women can be misogynistic, anyone can, thats absolutely true, but it really feels like people think all misogyny is is saying mean things and thinking misogynistic things instead of like femicide and marital rape and sexual harrassment at work and the fucking pay gap and the devaluation of domestic work and child rearing and medical neglect and abuse and forced births and forced sterilization and misogynistic and transmisogynistic hate crimes and domestic abuse and. idk. the systemic and violent oppression of all women? by the patriarchy?

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"You can't tax billionaires! What if you become one?"

You can't put income restrictions on the disabled. What if you become one?

You can't legislate against trans people. What if you become one?

You can't advocate price increases for renters. What if you become one?

See, I can play this game, too.

“They’re having a baby.”

“Who?”

“The Prince of Darkness,” Victoria said. “And his husband.”

“Don’t say that,” Kyle said in frustration. “He is not his husband. They are not married. Not by the law.”

“Does it matter?” she asked. “They’re having a baby.”

“They are trying to have a baby,” Kyle mumbled under his breath.

“No, they are having a baby,” Victoria told him. “I…I heard Aurelia Blackthorn telling her father about it. They found a surrogate.”

“A shadowhunter?” Kyle gaped. “Who on earth would-”

“Not a shadowhunter. A mundane girl,” the woman replied. “Some girl from Russia, I think.”

You can now read the third short story from Love Breaks Apart Families here on ao3 :)

David looked at his hands. “Are you…Are we, um, a canon event?”

“Do you mean do we get together in every dimension?”

“Yes.”

“No,” the warlock replied. “My canon partner is someone else in the other dimensions.”

“Oh,” David swallowed, his face falling. “Okay.”

Other Max was quiet for a moment. Then he started to laugh loudly, his head thrown back and his body shaking.

“You absolute menace!” David slapped his arm. “Why did you do that?”

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry,” Other Max chuckled. “It was just too good to pass.”

David crossed his arms and turned around. “That was rude.”

“Sorry,” the man said again, his voice gentle this time. “Please look at me.”

David refused, just because he could. “No.”

“David?” the voice was lower than a whisper and suddenly a lot more desperate. “Please?”

David turned around immediately. He swallowed.

“We find each other in every universe,” Other Max told him. “Always. No matter what.”

You can now read the first chapter of Love Breaks Apart Families here on ao3 :)

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i hate you ai art i hate you "unalive" i hate you youtube premium i hate you twitter 8$ checkmark i hate you nfts i hate you therapy app advertisements i hate you non-chronological timelines i hate you instagram reels i hate you subtle tiktok filters that cant be turned off i hate you family bloggers i hate you ads on true crime episodes i hate you facebook i hate you vr glasses on chickens i hate you dystopian social media

season 1 tao's "once you get into a relationship, friendships don't matter anymore" vs season 2 charlie writing "charlie ♡ tao" on the heart locket + "wait, isn't that for you and nick?" "no."

sorry yeah I'm just lil emotional over the portrayal of platonic love as something that can be just as worthy as romantic love. i'm okay.

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i really did not want to make this type of post again but me and dog are out of food. the fridge is empty and there’s no dog food for uno. i’m on short term disability due to a months long illness which i’m recovering from and my benefits are not enough to cover all my basic needs and bills so i could really use some help, my biggest priority atm is getting food for my dog, anything else after that will be spent on groceries for the month. so if anyone has any extra $ to send my way i’d really appreciate it.

xxxx (no cshapp or vnmo in canada)

$2/$70