Tries to work out where, precisely, that suggestion came from- Since he certainly hadn’t meant to offer his teaching services today.
Molly’s blinking up at him, her expression startled. His heart is thudding rather loudly in his chest- So loud that he feels an odd terror she’ll be able to hear it. That she’ll be able to tell that, whatever his attempts at nonchalance, his last offer was far from casual. The urge to babble under her gaze is becoming almost overwhelming but he tamps it down, makes himself look at her-
When he speaks next, his voice is surprisingly even.
The Eternal Problem: A Meditation on Mortality in Sherlock S4
When asked about S4 during the promotional lead-up, Moftiss repeatedly
said this new series would be about one thing: consequences. Now that we stand on the other side of S4,
what do we think they meant? It
obviously wasn’t legal consequences for shooting Magnussen, or physical
consequences of overdosing on drugs.
In this meta, I argue that TAB and S4 are above all about the moral,
metaphysical, and narrative consequences of Sherlock faking his death during
the Reichenbach Fall—an act which continues to reverberate through the story
two series later, both for the characters and, significantly, for the writers.
Friendly reminder: “You and I, we’re bound to one another. So much so that I don’t feel that I could survive without you. You nurture me. You protect me. You are my home. If I were to damage that by a meaningless dalliance, it would be like killing myself. Something that I would never do. I would never let anything compromise the life we share, Booth. I love you.” (x)
Here I am again with a list too long for those who are Malec Trash.
Since this fandom loves drama (the unnecesary one) this list contains lots of that, with tears, angst, happy endings and everything in between in these Malec writing goodies, that hopefully can appeased those who wants drama and those who really are looking for good fanfiction to bear this hiatus.
And all the love to these amazing writers that can bring everything above and more with just a few words and make you sit still until the end of the chapter and make you want more
My stalking skills are a little rusty and there’s a few authors that I could’t find their blog. So, for whoever read this and knows the author and tag them, that would be very much appreciated.
Alec took a sip of his coffee as he
tapped on the message inbox and nearly spat it back out again at the sight that
greeted him. He had to be dreaming, hallucinating, because that…that wasn’t
Mark’s name at the top. Alec blinked a few times, even put down his coffee to
pinch himself, but nothing changed. It still wasn’t Mark’s name.
It was Magnus’.
He’d sent the message to Magnus Bane.
He’d sent a flirty shirtless picture to his boss.
“They’re really good” finally turning to
face the barista Magnus feels his mouth go dry. The man behind the counter is
gorgeous: pink lips, cheekbones slightly flushed, mesmerizing hazel eyes,
surely a model on the side…maybe he could model Magnus’ clothes, or, model
his suddenly inspired underwear collection. He’ll have to get right on that.
Everyone who worked at and frequented
J&L Coffee knew two things for sure. The first was that Simon under no
circumstances should be allowed anywhere near the expensive coffee machines
unless they wanted to destroy the coffee shop. The second was that the
beautiful glittery man that sat in the front corner of the shop every day
sketching and the dark-haired boy who sat in the back corner reading (and
happened to be Isabelle the barista’s brother) were made for each other.
Also known as: the one where Magnus and
Alec have been pining over each other across a crowded coffee shop for eight
months and Isabelle is tired of it.
Magnus Bane is one of the most well respected and
loved professors at Edom Hall University, but although he adores his students
and fellow faculty, he likes to keep his private life …private. The mystery
surrounding his life intrigues everyone at the University but the intrigue
picks up to another level with the arrival of flowers one day.
The fact that it took as long as it did for Jace to
hear Magnus’ ringtone for Alec was surprising. After all, the blonde
Shadowhunter had been living in the loft for well over a month before it
He had tried. When he was nearer Clary’s
age, he had not held back in his efforts to be wooed, but whenever the
courtship took its turn for the serious and permanent, Magnus would retreat,
realizing he felt empty inside in regards to the suitor. And he would not
settle for emptiness. He yearned for genuine, overwhelming, inescapable love,
like the heroines and heroes of the novels he consumed. Why sentence oneself to
a life absent of magic? But Magnus was learning, after years of lackluster
options, that the magic he sought, in his world anyway, was nowhere to be
In other words, Pride and Prejudice
drenched in glitter.
Even before arriving at the house where Clary and
Alec had gone to meet the Warlock that was supposed to be bringing back their
mother, Jace could tell that something was very wrong.
Note: this fic is HEAVY. The contain of it is not for everyone. First of all, it has male pregnancy, a lot of angst, torture at some point, discussion of abortion, rape not described but it’s there, I think there’s panic attacks at some point. I feel obliged to say it because anyone can see this post and feel triggered for this. I put it in here, anyway, because this fic is worth it, because the author makes it bearable and for me, the author is cautios for some topics in the fic. For those who can’t really digest this kind of fics, don’t even click it, please, just keep scrolling and find a fic that you really like, and for those who knows the author and knows the writings, I really suggest to give it a chance because it was very well written.
Magnus could tell
something was wrong with Alec from the moment he touched his elbow outside of
the Institute. He could feel the tremors that shook his body. He knew Alec
needed someone to take care of him, and even though he was momentarily
distracted by Alec’s declaration of love, he was going to make sure he took
care of the man he loved.
Alec is pretty sure
someone, or something, is stalking him. He just isn’t sure if it’s an innocent
kitten, or something a bit more malicious than that.
In this world, Alec is the one to find their pet
cat and bring it home to Magnus.
“It’s Alec Lightwood,” He finally said,
after another moment of hesitation. Then, both sets of puppy eyes were locked
on Magnus once again and waiting for his answer.
More than a few customers turned to look at the outburst as both boys pulled
away from Magnus and simultaneously cried, “But Papa!”
Magnus Bane liked to believe he was a
good father, but there were just some requests that one could not grant their
kids. For instance, a good dad wouldn’t let their child crawl into a lion’s
cage to pet the furry kitty. Alternatively, a good dad also wouldn’t bring
their kids to a cooking class taught by the angriest chef on the Food Network.
When agent Alec
Lightwood is given his first kill hit, he doesn’t expect much trouble. Of
course, he also doesn’t expect it to be a cheerful assassin who lands him in a
whole load of trouble.
Enter Magnus Bane: an assassin turned thief who
reluctantly teams up with Alec - and The Clave - after he pisses off a very
important and powerful crime boss, Valentine Morgenstern.
In a world of violence and unjust laws, can the
two put aside their differences and work together?
Aka: in which Alec is sent to kill Magnus,
doesn’t, and then really wishes he had. (but not really).
Enemies to friends to lovers.
The risk of his heart
in Magnus’s hands is worth it, compared to the risk that would lie in keeping
it hidden. He trusts Magnus with it more than himself, and he needs him to
know; even if it’s a bad idea. The risk of Magnus not knowing is worse than the
risk of it being out in the open.
Alec Lightwood isn’t
the most social person in the world, but his new neighbor is ridiculously
attractive so he makes an effort. It’s too bad Magnus seems to think that Alec
is married to his best friend.
But one thing they could never seem to
fix was how often they got interrupted whenever they did have time to spend
together. It seemed as if no one in the entire shadow world could function
without dragging Magnus and Alec into their problems.
So that’s what this vacation had been
about, three weeks away, just the two of them.
homeschooled all his life, and unintentionally sheltered, Magnus Bane has to
navigate his way through American Highschool. He goes in thinking the worse
possible scenarios, and quickly learns that not everything you see in movies is
true. Sometimes the unexpected happens, and magnus soon realizes he has fallen
for one of the most popular guys in school, and it might not be as one sided as
Magnus knew something
wasn’t right the moment he heard the telltale sound of Isabelle Lightwood’s
distinctive heels on Raphael’s slate floor. If she had hurt his dear Alexander,
she was about to wish she had never returned to this apartment.
Alec had once been told
that he would blow up the very ground he stood on to make things right. If that
was true, why did he feel as though the ground below him was disintegrating at
the same rapid pace as the relationships he once held dearly.
A year before, they didn’t even know
each other. Then there was this hookup app, and months where they thought they
could be "just fuck buddies”. Things went downhill. Things went
Now, it’s been months since Magnus Bane
(head of Bane Co.) and Alec Lightwood (kind of officially a lawyer) finally
figured their shit out and started a healthy relationship. Now it’s Valentine’s
Day and their relationship is put in danger as they compete to out romance each
Based on the cheesy line “I’ve
caught feelings. I hear it’s contagious. We should both be quarantined in bed
all day.” Literally nothing but self-indulgent fluff.
Alec and Magnus come
out by kissing each other on the ice, but the media takes it in a way they
3 +1 times the media got it wrong and the one
time they made sure the media understood
“God, you two are so in love it’s
disgusting,” Jace said, breaking the short silence. He and Izzy grinned as they
waited for Alec to blush and stammer his way through a denial, as Alec always
did when he was confronted about his feelings for the warlock.
They were stunned into silence when all
Alec did was look back at where Magnus left, smile softly, and nod in
When Alec starts to
question why Magnus so rarely initiates contact, the powerful warlock and
Alec’s own siblings are put on the spot. It’s a conversation a long time coming
but is Magnus ready to have it? And can Alec handle the answer he receives?
This was just all so new, Magnus and he,
Alec was nervous but excited to see where it would go. How in the hell was he
ever suppose to ever get some alone time with Magnus with
Jace-the-constant-mood-killer-Wayland as an unwanted houseguest? The story of
how Alec Lightwood tries but doesn’t always succeed in moving his and Magnus’s
relationship to the next step.
‘Alexander…’ Magnus whispered, his
breath hot in Alec’s ear. ‘Tell me if you want me to stop.’ Stop? If Alec
wasn’t so far gone he might have actually laughed at the thought. Alec gave a
quick nod of understanding before pulling Magnus’s mouth back to his, pretty
sure he felt the Warlock smiling against his lips.
One-shot set post episode 2.06 Malec
trying to get it on with Jace cockblocking all over the shop.
Fairchild’s bakery is a second home to
not just Magnus, but also to most of his found-family. As a pastry chef, he
works long hours and takes great pride in his craft – so much so that he has
little time or attention for much else. Least of all romance. After plenty of
experience with heartbreak and disappointment, he has come to expect the worst
from anything in that department, and the arrival of the wealthy Lightwoods in
the neighborhood isn’t about to change that. Especially not when their eldest
son might just be the most insufferable prick Magnus has ever met, no matter what
anyone else has to say about the guy.
(aka the Pride & Prejudice/bakery AU
no one asked for)
My blood had always run with wanderlust
Always searching the grass that is greener still
A more effervescent life
Full of dalliances with people I never gave my heart to
People I never allowed myself to care for
But then I met you.
I was filled with a new simplicity and a new descriptive word:
I felt myself change.
The wanderlust drew itself to a halt as my blood rushed faster
My heart full of an effervescent love
Dalliances with strangers became lost in the shadows of memories
And was you
And kisses that put a wild mind to rest