flesh lips

anonymous asked:

Hey, you got me into watching Will and Spartacus during Malec hiatus. Do you have any other show recommendation that portrays a healthy LGBTQ+ ship?

In the Flesh

  • People start coming back from the dead as the Undead and this show centers around reentering them into society. Has a queer protagonist and his sexuality isn’t treated like a big deal. Deals with depression, suicide, and PTSD as well as society’s prejudice towards difference. Honestly I’d highly recommend this show.

Eyewitness

  • A show about two boys who witness a triple-homicide. Their relationship is one of the main points of the show, like I’m upset this show didn’t get more attention. Deals with internalized homophobia and fears of coming out especially in a small town, PTSD, drug addiction, the foster system and pedophilia, to name a few. 10/10 would recommend this show.

Sense8

  • You might have already watched this but I definitely had to include it on the list. Has a transgender woman called Nomi in a wlw relationship with Amanita, Hernando and Lito a mlm couple in the main cast, also deals heavily with homophobia and transphobia. If you watch one thing on this list I’d recommend sense8 most!

Please Like Me

  • i haven’t caught up on this show in so long but it’s basically about this guy called Josh who breaks up with his girlfriend after realizing he’s gay. Deals with mental illnesses like bipolar disorder, depression, and anxiety in an extremely real way. Basically obliterates toxic masculinity. Has this iconic scene which deals with religious prejudice against homosexuality. Deals with the topic of abortion and has amazing female characters.

Lip Service

  • There are so little shows about wlw that don’t already have large fanbases (e.g. Carmilla, Wyonna Earp, Orange is the New Black, etc.) but I remember watching this a few years ago. Follows the love lives of three gay women living in Glasgow, I can’t remember much about it because it aired 5 years ago when I was 15 but it’s a great show that I should rewatch tbh.

Torchwood

  • Doctor Who spin off but for a more “mature” audience, (not so) secret organization called Torchwood that protects from extraterrestrial threats. Unapologetically bi/pan lead, honestly nobody on this show is straight. Every main character is shown to have at least some sort of same sex interaction. Trust me, just pretend like seasons three and four don’t exist and everything will be fine. 

Les Miserables

  • How could I NOT include this one when it’s part of my largest fandoms. In the book Grantaire is written in a way that makes it seem like he has strong feelings for Enjolras, obviously homosexuality was a big thing back then so he couldn’t explicitly write it but there is a lot of comparison to queer gods and all that. But yeah in the fandom literally no member of the amis is ever viewed as straight except Marius (e.g. JBM is in a committed poly relationship, Jehan is non-binary etc.) honestly Les Mis just has a special piece of my heart and it needs a bigger audience.

Versailles

  • I don’t think this show can really be classed as a healthy LGBT+ ship, but it’s a running theme throughout the entirety of the show. No relationship on this show can be considered the paragon of healthiness. Focuses on Louis XIV and the construction of Versailles. His brother Philippe is married to a woman for appearances of the state but it’s common knowledge that he has a male lover called Chevalier that even his wives know about. Historically accurate and doesn’t try to erase his real sexuality. Has strong female characters and deals with instances of PTSD, poisonings and abuse. 

Other shows that might be of interest (*I haven’t watched yet)

  • Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt*
  • Rupauls Drag Race
  • Brooklyn Nine Nine
  • Orphan Black*
  • Transparent*
  • How to Get Away With Murder
  • The Get Down*
  • The Bold Type*
  • Star* 

side note // i’m so glad more people are watching Will it’s such an amazing show and deserved better than it got tbh

bts scenario: mirror sex

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jin: jin’s hands would push you closer against his body as he thrusted into you. “look at you, baby,” he pulled your chin up to watch yourself in the mirror in front of you, body flushed, “you look so gorgeous.” a particular hard thrust pulled moans from your mouth as you watched yourself clench around jin. “fuck princess,” jin growled as the power of his thrusts increased, bringing you closer and closer to the edge.  

Originally posted by jiminrolls

yoongi: yoongi’s hands curled around your throat as his voice growled in your ear, “look how wet you are for me,” his hand tightened, “so ready for my cock.” your eyes fluttered open just in time to see yoongi push into you, a moan left your mouth as you threw your head back in pleasure. “eyes up, baby,” yoongi’s hand pulled your head up, “i want you to see how good i can fuck you, how quickly i can make you come undone.”  

Originally posted by sugagifs

hoseok: hoseok’s firm hands had you pressed against the mirror of the practice room, the cold glass making goosebumps rise on your naked skin. “beg for me,” he said as he stood tall behind you. you hummed lightly, “please hoseok,” you squirmed under his intense gaze, “i need you inside me, please.” a chuckled rumbled through hoseok’s throat before he leaned down to your height, “that’s right baby, now spread your legs.”

Originally posted by bangdulce

namjoon: namjoon’s hand landed a firm smack on your ass, “what was that?” he demanded, when you hesitated to answer another smack was given, “daddy asked you a question.” you moaned under your breath before speaking, “i want you to fuck me daddy, make me cum.” namjoon smirked, pushing you against the mirror in your bedroom, “you want to cum? want to watch yourself cum under my touch?” you nodded before namjoon’s long fingers pressed inside you. 

Originally posted by simondismydaddy

jimin: jimin’s body pushed you hard against the mirror as he breathed heavily into your ear as he thrusted into you, “so pretty for me,” he praised making you moan, “look at yourself.” your eyes blinked as your eyes met jimin’s in the mirror, full of lust. his lips attached to your neck sucking hard, sure to leave marks. “moan for me,” his teeth lightly nipped at your neck, “i love hearing you moan for me.”

Originally posted by bwipsul

taehyung: taehyung’s fingers would be quickly pumping in and out of you and your torso pressed to the glass in front of you. “you like this don’t you baby,” he breathed, “like watching yourself come undone with just my fingers, such a slut for me.” his words only turned you on more as your breath began to fog up the glass. his fingers moved faster and faster until you could feel your orgasm building, “please tae…” you begged. “cum, now.”

Originally posted by ttaegiis

jungkook: jungkook’s hands were everywhere, on you and in you. the cold of the glass plus the feeling of his hand’s had you dizzy with pleasure. “watch me babe,” he commanded as he began to unbuckle his belt. your teeth bit into the soft flesh of your lip as you watched him, clearly eyeing the hard on in his pants. “like what you see?” he teased as he pulled off his clothes. “always,” you answered. “good,” he smiled, “now on the glass, ass up, don’t keep me waiting.”

Originally posted by you-made-me-again

 KAI PARKER X READER (SMUT!!!)

HUNGRY

Desc: Reader is a newly turned vampire struggling to control their hunger and heightened feelings for Kai.

Blood sharing & smut included

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“I’m so hungry,” you growled softly, a network of veins crawling to life beneath your eyes. Your whole body ached with a hunger only blood could satisfy, your fangs piercing lightly into your dry tongue. 

You stood in the forest, surrounded by bright green trees, your boots sinking into the rich soil beneath your feet. It smelt of pines and fresh air, but all your mind could do was spin with the urge to feed. Rays of feeble sunlight trickled from the dark clouds that hung low in the grey sky. You tried to be good because you didn’t want to hurt anyone, but you were a newly turned vampire, and animal blood only soothed your cravings slightly. You’d promised everyone you had everything under control, and they’d all bought it. Everyone except-

You heard the whoosh of somebody appearing behind you, and turned to face a cocky looking Kai.

“You can always try the human diet,” he offered. “Running away from me won’t make you any less hungry.”

His lips twitched slightly, forming his familiar & smug smirk. His blue eyes glimmered, his defined cheeks rosy, brown locks smoothed perfectly atop his head. He was stunning, yes, but…

“Kai, you hurt people, and I can’t do that,” you replied firmly. 

“Oh don’t play so innocent,” Kai teased. “I know you’re not the perfect girl you pretend to be.”

You felt your heart miss a beat momentarily, and you swallowed the lump in your throat with a little shake of your head.

“Leave me alone, Malachai.”

“But you’re so much fun, princess,” he smiled, licking over his pink lips.

You rolled your eyes and turned away, waiting for Kai to leave.

“Look, I know why you might not trust me,” he started softly, with genuine concern.

Your eyes fluttered closed, while you tried to block out the sound of his voice.

“But I promise you I can help you through this. I won’t tell anyone that you’d been lying to them, (Y/N). Just, please…let me be the good guy for once.”

You took in a deep breath, the veins under your eyes fading momentarily. 

“You don’t get to be the good guy, Kai. Because you’re not a good guy,” you hissed under your breath, refusing to look at him.

In a second, you were thrown backwards, your back thudding roughly against the sharp bark of the tree behind you. You yelped out, Kai pinning you firmly in place, his aroma overwhelming you, his eyes dark with anger.

“You know what, you’re right,” he breathed over, his voice low. “I’m not good, but neither are you. And don’t give me any of your bullshit, because I know the girl you are, the one you’re scared to show to anyone else. You’re a vampire now, and vampires kill. And as much as you might deny it, I know your pretty little mouth wants to be engulfed with the flavor of warm blood, and with your emotions heightened, you must be dying to try all the dirty little things you’ve never tried before,” he purred huskily.

Your chest rose heavily, eyes flickering over Kai’s annoyingly perfect features. It was impossible to think straight with his chest pressed so hard into you.

“You’re wrong,” you lied.

“Awh, really?” Kai murmured, his blue eyes drinking you up. “So if I did this,” he said, trailing his slender fingers between your thighs, “you’d feel nothing?” 

It was insane how much electricity you could feel through just the whisper of his fingertips, and how you noticed each individual goosebump arising under his touch.

“N-no,” you stammered, with little result.

“And this?” Kai hummed, his hands firm on your waist as he brought his lips gently to your neck. His mouth grazed over your skin, tongue gently swiping over your exposed flesh. Something inside of you stirred, and you involuntarily released a quiet moan.

Kai stopped, squeezing your hips lightly, his lips coming to your earlobe.

“That’s what I thought,” he whispered.

He released you at once, his blue eyes alight with lust. Without a word, he moved to leave you, his point proven. You vamp sped up to Kai, grabbing his wrists from behind, and slamming his body straight into an oak tree before he could react. His back hit the tree trunk hard, but he wasn’t phased at all, the look in his eyes knowing. Your hands trembled slightly, strands of your tangled hair toppling across your eyes. You stared at the malicious bad boy, feeling stupid for the way he made you crumble so easily. You bent forward, touching your forehead to his, eyes locking with his blazing blue ones. You breathed in Kai’s overpowering scent, dark veins crawling across your face as you inhaled. Your heart thrummed loudly, the only thing you could focus on being Kai’s fresh warm blood.

“Do it, (Y/N),” he dared, as if reading your thoughts. Kai raised a wrist to your parched lips, and your fangs sprung back out at once. “You know you want to.”

Without a second thought, you seized Kai’s wrist, bringing it straight up to your hungry mouth. Your fangs sunk deep into his flesh, and the taste of him instantly flooded through your lips. Both your hands came up to pin his arm harder into you, and you groaned in pleasure, your hands trembling from the need for more.

Kai brought his right hand up, and pushed your head gently into the crook of his neck, where he held you lightly. You could feel his cool rings against you as he brushed his fingers through your locks softly, cooing, “that’s right, sweetheart, keep going.”  

You nuzzled into him, the taste of his blood like a drug, the hunger inside you somehow only growing, not yet satisfied. Kai’s mouth hung open, and he let out a soft moan, the sight of your fragile form in his arms too much for him. His eyes grew dark with hunger, veins crackling beneath them. You whimpered against Kai’s wrist before releasing him, your eyes black, his blood leaving a red mess all over your mouth. Kai looked over you with adoration, a lopsided smile on his lips.

“Are you hungry?” you asked him when you saw his eyes.

“Not for blood,” he grinned, his tongue flicking over his fangs.

Kai seized you by the waist and flipped you onto the leaf strewn forest floor, so you grabbed his ankles, throwing him down beside you with a laugh. You whooshed onto his chest, straddling his body and bending over his lips to kiss him before he could react. He responded at once, hands flying up to grab your ass, tongue sliding into your mouth and fighting for dominance with yours. Kai sucked the excess blood from your mouth, a growl emanating from his throat as his lips worked with more force. His faint stubble brushed over your skin, and he squeezed your backside roughly as his lips molded perfectly against your own. You could feel Kai’s large bulge growing beneath you, and your hands instantly reached for his belt buckle. You tossed Kai’s pants off, and then literally ripped his shirt from his chest, your mouth peeling from his to dive into his rippled front. You trailed your tongue down across Kai’s chest before leaving sloppy kisses all over him, brushing your fingertips teasingly across his boxer line. Aggravated by your control over him, Kai flipped you onto your back, peeling off your own clothes, his breath heavy as he delved into your breasts. His name toppled softly off your lips, your head rolling back as he squeezed, sucked, and bit at your flesh. His lips attached around your nipple, and your hands went sliding into his hair as you held him there. The knot in your stomach grew tighter, the wetness between your legs increasing with every second. Every little thing he did to you was filled with so much more intensity as a vampire, and it felt good. Kai removed his mouth, leaving little kisses all down your belly and to your underwear. He hooked his teeth around the lace, removing the fabric easily before taking off his own boxers. Your eyes drifted down to his length, your eyes widening, the lump in your throat growing. Kai caught you staring, and did another one of his smug smirk’s. 

“Ohhh,” Kai sighed, two of his fingers rubbing circles gently against your clit. “I’ve wanted to fuck you senseless from the moment I laid my eyes on you.”

You trembled slightly, eyes flickering over Kai’s sculpted features, “so do it.” 

Kai’s eyes flickered back to your face, and he chuckled with delight. “And I bet you’ve wanted that too,” he purred.

“Please Kai,” you begged with impatience. “Just-”

“Just what, babygirl?”

“Just fuck me,” you pleaded, mouth watering at the sight of him.

Kai smirked, looking pleased, “I’ve broken you, haven’t I? Why haven’t you shown me this side of you before?” he asked seriously.

You closed your eyes, “I-Kai…”

“Tell me,” he whispered.

“I’ve been dead for three weeks now, and your somehow the only one who made me feel alive. I didn’t want to let those darkest parts of me feel for you, but I just…can’t,” your voice cracked at the end. “I need you so much, Malachai Parker.”

He looked you over, his eyes softening with adoration. And then, slowly, he gave you what you wanted. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as he entered you, his length stretching you wide open. Kai’s hands moved to your hips as he began to mercilessly slam his hips into you over and over again. You cried out in pleasure, a layer of sweat gathering on your forehead. 

“You’re-so-” Kai panted, “tight for me.”

Just the sight of him and sound of his voice was enough for you to want to go over the edge. Kai dragged out the next thrust, pushing into you at an excruciatingly slow pace, his mouth hanging open as he groaned your name.

“More,” you begged.

Kai moved one of his hands to your clit, rubbing vigorously as he began to quicken his pace again, finding your spot in no time. Your hands flew to his back, nails dragging across his flesh as you bounced harshly beneath him. Your breathing got heavier, body convulsing as your screams hit a high, your words ragged.

“FUCK,” Kai groaned, his head falling forward as he gave a sloppy final push, his come instantly emptying into you and filling you up to the brim. Your juices mixed with his, your body still shaking. Kai moaned and pulled out, diving into you at once to clean up the mess. His tongue gave little kitten licks to your heat, his head burrowed between your open legs. Kai dipped his tongue gently once into your folds before releasing you, his chest heaving. He flipped over onto his back, his arms sliding under your body and pulling you close into his chest. You curled up against him, arm dipping under his protective hold as you listened to the strum of his heartbeat. Kai mindlessly started playing with your hair again, his eyes always on you.

“You probably think I’m weak for giving into you so easily,” you said after a long silence.

Kai’s eyes crinkled sadly at this. “No, (Y/N), you’re strong, and that’s why I admire you. You spent so long avoiding me because if we ever got even a little close, it would mean that somewhere inside of you, a part of you felt something for a monster like me.”

“What does it mean that my weakness is you?” you asked softly.

“I don’t know,” he said. “What does it mean that a ‘psychopath’s’ weakness is you?”

Cookies (M)

Originally posted by wonhontology

Wonho x Reader

Warnings: SMUT. Face riding, slight spanking, dirty talk,

Word Count: 3,035

Summary:  You’re new in the neighbourhood, and decide to be a good person and go introduce yourself to your neighbours. Turns out that was a bad idea.

A/N: This is my fic. I’m re-posting onto my sideblog.


Being the new girl was tough. It was tough in high school, it was tough at a new job, and it’s still tough on moving day. You had just moved downtown into a cute apartment on the 10th floor of a pretty nice building. You loved being so close to everything, and the view you had made the hassle of moving up here worth it. You were still unfamiliar with your neighbours and neighbourhood, having only moved in a week ago. You took the opportunity a rare day off gave you to walk around and explore, as well as introduce yourself (finally). Baking wasn’t your strongest skill, but you tried, and made some cookies to take to your neighbours. You were glad you had taken this chance to introduce yourself, as everyone you met seemed friendly and kind.

Until you met 10A.

10A was the guy that resided in the apartment next to yours; he was relatively quiet, so you didn’t know what to expect. You knocked on the door and waited for the owner to open it, and when he did, you regretted doing this ‘introducing-yourself-to-your-neighbours-to-be-nice’ bullshit in the first place.

He was beautiful, and he was in nothing but a towel. His milky white skin still glistening with water even in the harsh lighting of the hallway, his damp bleach blond hair that begged to be touched, wide brown eyes that made him look both cute and sexy, and plump, pouty pink lips that made you want to bite them until they bruised, his toned chest and stomach that made you want a peek under that towel, he was too much at once and you were quickly becoming a flustered mess. Your eyes travelled back up only to see him staring back at you, eyebrow raised, head cocked to the side, and a smirk plastered on his face.

“You gonna tell me what you’re here for or are you gonna just keep staring, baby?” he smirked. You rolled your eyes, your earlier lust filled thoughts were shattered by the conceited remark.

Keep reading

***Nearly 3 weeks into the hiatus and I am missing Magnus and Alec desperately. Matthew Daddario voice: *When is it gonna end?” Siiigh. But well, what better way to spent the hiatus then reading some great Malec fanfics, right? Right. Because I have read a lot of amazing fics incl. discovering some great new authors. And now that autumn is coming…. the perfect time to read more.

Also, I am overwhelmed how many notes the last rec post got and how much you all enjoy(ed) it. So I hope this 5th edition will get a lot of love, too. Again, let me know if you liked this and if I should continue doing this. But now, have fun reading, pumpkins.***


FALL WITHOUT WINGS by @notcrypticbutcoy [ M | 144k | WIP ]

Alec has been told the same stories all his life. He’s been taught the same lines, over and over again. Downworlders are reckless, impulsive, demonic. They’re not to be trusted.

And Magnus Bane is the epitome of everything evil about Downworlders.

At least, that’s what people keep telling him. Alec’s not quite so sure anymore.

Or: In which the Nephilim have wings, are taught to loathe Downworlders, and Alec is presented with a conundrum when Magnus Bane saves his life.


HOLDING THE STICK by @baneismyexistence​  [ M | AU | 80.3k | complete ]

Alec Lightwood has dreamed of hoisting Lord Stanley since he was eight. It’s in his blood. He’s spent the last five years trying to make that dream a reality, only managing to fall short each time.

Until a scandal leads to a multi-team trade that sends Magnus Bane his way. One of the top performing wingers in the league. An up and coming star.

And the most handsome man Alec has ever met.

He’s doomed.


STRANGE LOVE by arandomfan91 [ M | AU | 46.6k | complete ]

Alec is in love with Magnus. Magnus needs Alec to be his fake boyfriend. What could possibly go wrong?


STRANGE LOVE - EXTRAS by arandomfan91 [ T | AU | 13.8k | complete ]

Missing scenes and chapter re-writes from Strange Love, all told from Magnus’ POV.

These extras are tied in with the fic Strange Love. You should read that story first before reading this!


FOOLS RUSH IN by @m-aleciseverything [ M | AU | 85.2k | complete ]

Alec, Jace, and Simon go to Vegas for Jace’s bachelor party and things get a little bit ridiculous.

Alec wakes up the next morning and…wait a minute, who’s that in his bed?


AND THE OSCAR GOES TO… by @lecrit  [ E | AU | 21.5k | complete | Stars Aligned #1 ]

Working for Magnus isn’t easy. Magnus is out of control and Alec has to yell more often than not to get him to listen to him. He hates everything formal because it means he has to watch his mouth. Most importantly, Magnus is an incorrigible flirt.

Which would be alright if Alec wasn’t utterly, irremediably, unfathomably in love with him.


IT’S ALWAYS YOUR MOVE by @lecrit  [ E | AU | 15.5k | complete | Stars Aligned #2 ]

Maryse Lightwood is fierce, determinate and she is standing right in front of Magnus, on the threshold of his house, the scowl on her face announcing nothing good.

Magnus hasn’t seen her since the Oscars ceremony three days ago. To be fair, he hasn’t really seen anyone, too busy that he had been catching up on lost time with Alec.

Magnus thought he could be tranquil forever after winning an Oscar and finally confessing his feelings to Alec. Magnus was wrong.


WALK OF FAME by @lecrit  [ M | AU | 13.5k | complete | Stars Aligned #3 ]

Alec is fairly certain he is the luckiest man in America. On earth. Possibly in the entire universe.

He slowly started to convince himself of the now indisputable fact when Magnus and him started dating a year ago after the ceremony that crowned Magnus as King of the World (or Best Actor, but Alec isn’t always objective when it comes to his boyfriend).
A lot happened in a year, and Alec knows eventually the wheel is bound to spin and his luck might dim and vanish but as of now, he still feels like the luckiest man on earth, and he is going to make the most of it for as long as it lasts.


CATCHING THE LOVE BUG by @daddariossmile [ M | AU | 3.5k | complete ]

In which the Lightwood siblings always end up in the hospital, Alec spends a lot of time waiting around, and the charming Dr. Bane is more than a little attractive. 


SYMPATHY FOR THE PRINCE by @ketzwrites [ M | AU | 31.9k | complete ]

Prince of Hell Magnus Bane, was tired of his life in Hell. Every day was the same; condemned souls being punished for their wrong doings, demons feasting on the worst humanity had to offer, two or three deals with a few greedy humans. It was dull, uneventful. Boring.

So Magnus packed his bags and moved to New York City. As the owner of the lavishing club Pandemonium at the heart of Manhattan, Magnus enjoyed a life without worries for five years, until the fateful night where a former client was murdered on the streets.

It was then that he met no-nonsense Homicide Detective Alec Lightwood, owner of incorruptible morals and the tightest ass Magnus has ever seen. Earth was fun, after all.


TODAY YOUR BARISTA IS… by @baneandgone [ G | AU | 2.4k | complete ]

alec works in a coffeeshop. one day jace hijacks the chalkboard out front

(aka one of those ‘today your barista is’ sign aus)


THIGH HOLSTER by @everydayisonfire [ E | PWP | 2.2k | complete ]

Magnus doesn’t get distracted by a certain Shadowhunter, wearing a tight thigh holster.
Nope. Absolutely not.


ON THE SUBWAY by The_Forgotten_Nobody [ G | AU | 1.4k | complete | On The Subway #1 ]

Confused, Magnus followed Rafael’s line of site to the opposite side of the train where a young man sat, pulling silly faces. However, the moment he realised Magnus was staring his face flushed and he stopped, averting his eyes as if he hadn’t just answered all of Magnus’ prayers. In more ways than one as well because not only had he calmed Raf down but he was gorgeous.


MR LIGHTWOOD, MR BANE by TruePlainHearts [ E | PWP | 2.2k | complete ]

“Lovely to see you, Mr Lightwood.”

“And you, Mr Bane. Thank you for taking the time.”

*****

The kinky, shameless smut that occurs right after the rest of the clan leaders leave. Magnus and Alec make excellent and creative use of Alec’s new office and its expansive mahogany desk… and its sturdy door.


MR. LIGHTWOOD by @nanf1c​ [ M | 1.2k | complete ]

A ‘no kissing, looking at suggestively or touching’ rule was applied when it came to Magnus and Alec at the downworlder meeting. Magnus respected that, respected his man, and tried his best as soon as he walked through the doors of the institute. But now, back in his loft, with the night fallen and Alec returning through the front door from a demon attack, looking battered and exhausted, Magnus couldn’t help but keep the game going.


YOU HAVE ME by @hufflebee​ [ G | 664 | complete ]

They stay on the balcony for a while, listening to the sounds of New York at night. Alec noticed the glasses and the discarded pillows when he walked in, but he doesn’t want to break the comfortable silence they’ve fallen into. He looks over at Magnus, and by the angel, he looks beautiful, breathtaking. but the longer Alec watches him, the more he can see the makeup and hair and the clothes for what they really are.

An armour.


PARADISE IN BETWEEN by Teumessian [ E | 7.8k | complete | The Boundless Saga #4 ]

In the months following the loss of the Mortal Cup, anxieties run deep. It’s no time for a vacation, and yet… Magnus has had a lot of years to practice the art of persuasion.


WITH MY BODY AND SOUL, I WANT YOU MORE THAN YOU’LL EVER KNOW by liamandzayn [ E | PWP | 4.3k | complete ]

Alec captures the defined line of Magnus’ jaw between eager yet clumsy fingers, tilting his face upwards as they gasp into each other’s mouths, exchanging fevered gusts of breath. Magnus seizes the swollen flesh of Alec’s bottom lip with gentle teeth, nipping gingerly, suckling with avid hunger and Alec’s groan resonates loud and clear throughout the room. By the angel, he wants this man desperately; his need has become a physical ache, pulsating through his nerve endings and coiling strictly around his burning muscles.


BEGIN AGAIN by ReneeWritesx [ not rated | AU | 21k | complete | A Light To Call Home #1 ]

Unpacking sucked. And Magnus had only brought like half of his things. Okay, maybe two-thirds. But whatever, it didn’t matter. What did matter was that Magnus was sweating from carrying boxes, the cottage had no air conditioning, and he was super close to packing everything back up and driving back to New York in about three seconds.

-

Or the one where heartbreak is a pain in the ass, Magnus is forced to spend the summer in a small cottage in the hopes of finding his passion for design again, and manages to piss off the cute neighbor after only being there for two days.

“The only real pain in life is between hanging on and letting go.”


IN THE INSTITUTE by sarahrae5135 [ E | 6.1k | complete ]

Magnus stays at the Institute for the first time.


THE MORNING AFTER by @asexualalexanderlightwood​ [ not rated | 733 | complete ]

A small little post finale fic for anyone in need of more Malec loveliness


BETTER FOR YOU by @zrdu [ not rated | 9.2k | complete ]

Magnus’ and Alec’s relationship comes to a sudden halt when Maryse interferes. They both try to cope without each other.


WITH YOU WRAPPED AROUND ME, THE WORLD FEELS PERFECT by @matsdaddario  [ E | 3.6k | complete | Lovely Firsts #3 ]

Magnus is still asleep; Alec can feel the steady rise and fall of his chest against his own back, and Alec takes the few minutes just to enjoy being wrapped up in Magnus’s arms. He looks down at their hands threaded together, resting against his stomach. He loves the contrast between them; tan and pale, long and lean, deep red nail polish and short, bitten nails. There’s something comforting there too. How different they can be, but how well they fit together. Alec has a moment of feeling like they were made to fit together. It might be stupid, it brings a blush to his cheeks, but a warm feeling settles in his stomach at the thought. He likes that.


ONE DAY by @magnusragnor​ [ T | 1.3k | complete ]

“Do you -” Alec started, hissing his teeth in pain and looking up at Magnus. “Do you have any more of that free of charge warlock TLC?”

“What are you -?” Magnus asked, before the memory hit him full force and he tried not to laugh, because Alec was hurt, god damn it. But Alec was smiling up at him and his eyes were shining bright full of hope and love, so Magnus leaned down and kissed him.


MORNINGS LIKE THIS by @softmagnusbane​ [ G | 1.1k | complete ]

Alec feels all his love for the man in his arms bubble up to the surface looking at him like this. Sleep rumpled and peaceful, his hair is a soft mess that Alec almost can’t wait to run his fingers through when Magnus wakes up, his lips so kissable and slightly open. There is nothing better in this world than being able to wake up to this he thinks idly.


PLAYING WITH FIRE by Obsessivecompulsivereadr [ M | 3k | complete ]

Alec’s breath catches nearly every time he looks at Magnus, and it happens even during times they haven’t been on an official date. But tonight is different. Magnus isn’t his sedate and dignified self right now. He’s back to being flirty and relaxed, and he looks so good that Alec can’t stop thinking about touching him.


SO BRIGHT by @lemonoclefox [ G | 17.5k | complete ]

Alec has come out, but that doesn’t stop his parents from their continuous attempts to set him up with a nice shadowhunter girl. So, what better way to finally get them off his back, than to say he has a boyfriend? Problem solved. Except they now apparently want to meet this guy, who doesn’t exist. Thankfully, Magnus Bane – who encouraged Alec to come out in the first place, and whose silent crush on Alec is just as bad as Alec’s crush on him – is more than happy to help. Even if the night doesn’t end up going entirely as planned.


SLOW ME DOWN FOR A MINUTE by @abloodneed​ [ E | 7k | complete ]

They stared at each other for a moment, each beat of Magnus’s heart seeming to thicken the air again, pulling them back to the charged space they had fallen into on all of their dates. They’d fallen into this feeling here in the loft, out in the world, so many places where everything suddenly just felt intense and present. They were in this charged space where their bodies were saying one thing, and one thing only.

I want you so badly.


BLUE CHRISTMAS by Hobbit69 [ E | AU | 1.5k | complete | Blue Steels Series #6 ]

Just a quick fic to fill in a Christmas need I have for my Blue Steel Series. Takes place between “Blue Extravagance” and the upcoming “Blue Righteousness.”
Magnus and Alec “come” together for the first time since Alec’s injury and the boys wake up for Christmas morning.


BLUE RIGHTEOUSNESS by Hobbit69 [ E | AU | 41.1k | complete | Blue Steels Series #7 ]

After returning from medical leave, Detective Alexander Lightwood-Bane catches his roughest case up to date. When one of his properties, a club called Kebebasan is attacked by two gunmen, Magnus Lightwood-Bane calls the best cop he knows. During the course of the investigation, Alec discovers that this shooting isn’t an isolated incident, but the result of domestic terrorism; a group attacking what they consider to be amoral. Alec and his partner, Jace Herondale have to move quickly to stop this group before it causes wide-spread panic in the city and more loss of life.


LUNCHDATE WITH AN AFTERNOON DEBATE? by eenkhjin [ G | AU | 5.7k | complete]

Magnus Bane goes out to get lunch but comes back with a mission to prove someone wrong. Kind of…


TO LOVE A SHADOWHUNTER by Madalena [ E | 10k | complete | The Peacemaker Chronicles #1 ]

“Are you really going to risk your life for a Shadowhunter?”

Those were some of the last words that Magnus Bane had said to Dot before he stepped through his portal to his lair, protecting only the warlocks. Abandoning the rest of the Shadow World to Valentine and his Circle.

Dot wasn’t sure how long she had been under Valentine’s control, but now as she stood on Magnus’ balcony, hours after Magnus and Clary had portalled away to the Institute, to save both Shadowhunters and Downworlders, she knew something had changed.

Someone had changed him.


OBLIVION by @champagnemagnus [ T | 2.7k | complete ]

Alec stood up, keeping a careful distance and being sure to move slowly as he approached. “Magnus, I am so sorry. For everything you had to go through.”

Magnus’ eyes never moved from the spot on the floor he was staring at. He shook his head slightly, eyebrows furrowed deeply. “That agony rune…” He paused, taking a moment to swallow. His face was drawn in so much pain that Alec had to look away for a moment. He immediately punished himself by digging his fingernails into his palm. It was selfish to worry about his pain. He had certainly inflicted more than enough on Magnus that he had to atone for. “Made me remember things that I spent…centuries trying to forget.”


ONE SHOW ONLY by @gingersnapwolves [ E | AU | 29.4k | complete ]

It’s hard to stay in the closet when the guy you had a one-night stand with two nights ago turns out to be your new partner … but Alec will be damned if he isn’t going to give it a try.


THE RED BUTTON by @ketzwrites [ M | AU | 38k | complete ]

After one black out too many, Ragnor and Catarina had enough of Magnus trying to drink himself to an early grave. It was time for an intervention and they had the perfect place in mind: The Institute, the best rehabilitation installation in the New York state.

Only Magnus wasn’t exactly asked for his opinion on the matter. And if there is something Magnus doesn’t like, is to be forced into something.

Maybe the Head of the Institute, Alec Lightwood, is enough of an argument to chance his mind?

DEADLIGHTS

One | Bloody Introductions

Summary: It had endured centuries on earth, indulging selfishly in Its desires, never once blinking at Its monstrous ways. Your arrival into Its existence warped the both of you into an emotional chaos of white-hot lust and desire, throwing the both of you into never a ending poignant rollarcoaster of longing and unattainable sensual tranquility.

The clock was ticking. It couldn’t bring Itself to leave you, yet It couldn’t bring Itself to stay either. It hated this love, It hated this lust, It hated this desire, and most of all, It hated that It didn’t hate you.

Author’s Note:  Critique is welcomed. This is the first fic I’ve written in ages. Apologize for any typos or grammar mistakes, I swear I proofread this three hundred times. Typos will be the death of me. I tried. The next two chapters will be posted within a couple of hours. I may or may not have accidentally written 20K+ words of this fic before posting. Whoops. Enjoy!

Words: 5.1K +

Warnings: Very gory. NSFW content. Very sexual. Lots of clown sex. You know, the usual.


The first time It had tasted you was where it began. It had sunk Its teeth into your skin, every intention of getting a quick, juicy meal out of your body. Its eyes rolled to the back of Its head, the endless row of gums and fangs spilling out from Its deformed excuse for a mouth, becoming more monstrous by the second. Your ears were ringing rapidly in your head and you were convinced your heart would burst from fear sooner than you would die from this grotesque being; the organ pounded against your chest like it was a cage, a desperate animal fleeting to escape, your breathing impossibly quick. It had you cornered, there was nowhere to run, and even if there was, the monster had made it clear that It was more than capable of using Its strength to stop you.

You knew one thing on this night; you were sure you were going to die.

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Happy Mornings

A/N: I know I have been AWOL, my computer has been very stupid and annoying. Let me know what you guys think xox 

SMUT WARNING

Number Request from Smut Prompt List.

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“You’re n-not, um, w-wearing anything under that, are you…?”                     “Are you trying to turn me on right now or are you really just that oblivious?”                                                                                                        “I-I just wasn’t expecting that. But I liked it. A lot.”


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— off limits | 02 (m)

pairing— kim seokjin x reader
genre/warnings— smut, dirty talk, dom! Jin 
words— 7,520

:: summary— you’ve been lusting after your brother’s best friend for a while now, ever since you met him at a house party, flirting it up a storm as you failed to realise who the other was. That was months ago now and things are still awkward, but you can’t ignore the sexual tension that’s simmers between the two of you…and it keeps getting worse…

 » 01 :: 02 :: 03 :: 04 :: 05 :: 06 :: 07 ::

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03. Valentine’s Day (M)

A/N: In honor of it being Valentine’s Day, I’ve decided to embrace my trash self and write a little mini scenario for each member. Some are PWP some have backstory but they are all filled with filthy smut. Enjoy xx. :’)

Genre/Warnings: Smut; (pardon my vulgarities) featuring a Possessive Seokjin, The Pussy-Eating King Yoongi, Candle Expert Hoseok, Daddy Joon, Sub Jimin, Smug Tae, and Creative Kook.


Seokjin:

It was incredibly rare when Seokjin let his composure go and his patience wear thin. Normally he was gentle, the man taking every bit of his time to map your body out, making sure he takes notice as to what gets you writhing in pleasure beneath him. He’s patient, always putting you first, and he never asks for anything in return. But there are certain things that make him tick – one being when another man can’t seem to keep his eyes to himself.

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BTS Reaction | Member walking in during heated make-out.

A/N: Thank you so much ^-^

If I haven’t posted your requests yet, I’m not ignoring you, I’m currently working on 20+ different reaction requests but I’ve scheduled them to be posted over the next few weeks!

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Toxic (One Shot)

A/N: Happy Bisexual Pride Day, guys! I’m super sorry for the lateness of this hehe. I’m going to post a fic for each individual day this month, starting with this one and I’m excited as heck. :D I hope you guys like it! *throws glitter into air*. 🌈 ❤️ (The fic was inspired by this song, by the way ;)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader x Natasha Romanoff

Warnings: M/F/F. Bisexual!Reader. Sex (Obviously lol). Daddy kink. Natasha is the perfect mistress! Bucky is the ultimate daddy ;) Threesomes. There’s a sex gif as well so beware lol. 

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There is so much in this world
I wish to forget.
Things I wish I’d never done, never said,
Words that should’ve never passed my lips,
Flesh that should’ve never touched my hands.
There is so much in my mind,
That corrupts me.
Someone, take me through these summer rains,
And make it autumn.
There, I will shed my tears,
Drop my memories like dried leaves,
Let the dust settle, and -
Be free - at last…
—  broken poetry
Sundays

request: Can you do a Chris Evans x reader that takes place on a Sunday morning? It can be cute but it can also be explicit

pairing: chris evans x reader

word count: 1870

warnings: smut, oral (female receiving) plus chris calling you babygirl

Originally posted by sensualkisses

Sunlight peeked through the thin veil of the curtains and light illuminated your skin in the dewy morning, Chris’ eyes stayed focused on your curves his fingers skimming lightly over the exposed flesh. He swore he saw a halo over your head as the light washed over you making you look more ethereal than ever. His fingers stopped at the curve of your back, his eyes locked on the newly bruised skin of your hips. Chris thought back to the night before and he smiled in bliss, nights with you were truly euphoric and last night was no exception.

Chris found his lips pressed to the shiny purple bruises showing adoration for them as well as you, his lips travelled southwards until they found the warmth of your equally as bruised thighs. Last night was intense and Chris wanted to show you the love he couldn’t last night when he was caught in the throes of passions. His soft lips pressed softly against your thigh, the small action setting off sparks in you – he always had that effect on you. Your eyes fluttered open just as a moan slipped past your lips as Chris’s calloused hands coaxed open your thighs and he groaned in appreciation at the sight he was met with.

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Glasses — Part Three

Title: Glasses - [3/3]

Pairing: Richie Tozier x Reader

Type: Platonic | Romantic | Familial | Other

Warnings: uhh, fluff?

Summary: Richie has never liked the quarry as much as he does now.


You certainly did not sign up for this.

When Richie invited you to the quarry, your initial reaction was that you’d be sitting atop the grassy cliff, talking and dicking around or whatever it was these alien-to-you teenage boys did.

But now, as you stood stock-still, with your would-be new friends in their trunks on the edge of the cliff, you’re seriously starting to re-evaluate the situation .

You were even starting to think you could sneak away before you were spotted and come back with a decent-coverage swimsuit - or even full-body wetsuit - when Bill looked up and waved you over with a smile. You dithered for a couple of moments before caving and making your way forth with no protest, not missing how Stan, upon spotting you too, dug his elbow into Richie’s ribs with a badly-disguised expression of amused smugness on his face.

You joined the four at the edge of the cliff, anxiously picking at your hangnails as they turned to look at you.

“Finally,” Eddie grumbled in that funny, high voice of his as he pushed himself to his feet. “Can we go in now?”

In?” you echoed in alarm, casting your eyes down to the body of water, blue as a pigeon’s down, around a hundred feet below. “As in - down there?”

Stan huffed a laugh. “What did you think we were coming to the quarry for? Catch butterflies?”

“But-” you swallowed, feeling a tide of heat climb up your neck and cheeks. “I didn’t bring anything to swim in. Or spare clothes, or anything.”

“That was smart,” Richie piped up, and you shot the skinny boy a glare. He grinned cheekily in response, nudging his glasses up, then shrugged nonchalantly, sauntering over you. “Well, you could stay up here.” He paused. “Like a sissy.”

Your eyebrows shot up, more in amusement than annoyance. “Excuse me?”

He shrugged, unsuccessfully trying to ward the grin from his face. “I don’t know why I expect any more from you.” He flung his arms out then let them drop. “Obviously, you’re just a girl.”

And of course you knew he was leading you on, it was the most see-through lead-on you’d ever heard, and yet that stubborn part of your brain had taken control entirely. You stepped back, and your hands went straight to the buttons of your dress, undoing it with deft expertise, and then the light summer air was sliding about your skin as you let the fabric slide down your body to pool at your feet, the only barriers from your full skin your hair on your shoulders and the thin scraps of material acting as underwear.

You tilted your head up, noting how the air was suddenly so thick with silence you could wade through it, and stared Richie in the eye. You could feel the gazes of the others on you, but your eyes were only for the bespectacled, skinny boy before you, suddenly a stammering mess with cheeks redder than his glasses.

“Try to keep up,” you smiled. “Sissy.” You swiftly sidestepped round him, burning up a run as you went, shoved through the boys with ease -

And the ground disappeared beneath your feet. You would’ve screamed if you could find the air, but all of it had been robbed from your lungs as you plummeted downwards.

Besides, you heard Richie shout, “HOLY SHIT!” as you jumped, and felt that summed it up pretty well in any case.

You hit the quarry with a splash that sent an arc of water so high it grazed the feet of your friends high above you, and as you surfaced, gasping and giggling in giddy hysteria, you reclined on your back, staring up at the vaguely blurry faces looming above you.

You shrieked as someone suddenly bolted off the clifftop, heading right for you. You managed to twist away just as the body made impact with the water, and as you righted yourself with a laugh, the head of Richie bobbed up before you, face bear of glasses but still bearing a blush pink as a summer sunset.

“So maybe I was wrong,” he offered with a smile, that stupid smile of his that screamed, I take nothing seriously! You were getting fed up of seeing it.

“Maybe you were,” you agreed. Still smiling. “Entirely wrong, I’d say.”

“For you, I’ll even take that,” he countered, grinning still. You waited for the smile to wear as the seconds ticked by, but there it sat, resolute as stone, like he was enjoying some joke only he was privy to.

You could think of only one way to wipe it off his face.

Bringing your head forward suddenly and grabbing one of his forearms, you brushed your lips against his in a quick, sweet kiss that tasted like saltwater. It lasted scarce a second, but when you pulled away, Richie’s eyes were wider than you’d ever seen the, behind the magnified lenses of his specs, blushing to the tips of his ears to even the flesh of his lips, so dark they resembled wine.

He wasn’t grinning anymore. He was rooted still, even as the hysterical laughs and cheers of his friends sailed overhead, and god, the poor boy was shaking.

You were the one smiling now. “Close your mouth, Glasses,” you teased with a grin tugging at your lips. “I’ll never kiss you again if there’s flies in there.”

Richie swallowed thickly, snapping his jaw closed at once. You giggled at his shellshocked expression, then shrieked as a halo of plummeting bodies landed all around you, cloaking you and Richie in a shower of diamond-bright water droplets, and at last he seemed to snap out of his daze.

As his friends surfaced, he whipped round too them with a grin. “Yes, boys! What the fuck did I tell you?”

“That your dick length could reasonably compare to the neck of a brachiosaurus?” Stan supplied, smirking.

“No, you asswipe. I told I’d be the first one out of all of us to get some!”

Stan and Eddie rolled their eyes in perfect sync, while Bill just laughed.

Just on the outside of the circle of jostling boys, you smiled to yourself. Perhaps Derry wasn’t such a terrible fate after all.

a/n: i literally just wrote this in half and hour bc i was itching to write an imagine based on this beautiful gif^ (i don’t own it btw so credits to the owner). this is super short bc i need to go to sleep like right now so yeah excuse the shortness. and no this isn’t the imagine i was talking about in my 400 followers post but i’ll be posting that real soon hopefully! hope you guys like this :)

[ i used a writing prompt from @the-modern-typewriter for the first couple lines ]

“Are you trying to seduce me?”

“That depends on if it’s working or not,” Tom replied with a lazy grin. He tilted his head and licked his lips a little nervously. “Is it?”

(Y/N) laughed softly sitting beside Tom on the couch. She couldn’t ignore the fluttery feeling in her stomach or the heat that had rushed to her cheeks. “Why don’t you decide?”

Tom grinned like a fool as she slowly leaned closer to him. The smell of his cologne wrapped around her like a blanket. She had never realised how good he smelt.

(Y/N) grabbed the collar of his silk pyjamas and pulled him towards her, the hands circling her waist not going unnoticed.

And then they kissed. Lips met lips. Flesh met flesh.

He kissed her slowly, sweetly and unhurriedly like he had all the time in the world to show her how much she meant to him. She smiled into the kiss and pulled away. She rested her forehead on his, his stylishly unkempt hair tickling her skin. Tom tried to lean in to steal another kiss but (Y/N) put her finger on his lips to stop him.

“Whoa there, cutie.” (Y/N) leaned back into the couch, head resting against the wall as she eyed him with a twinkle in her eye. “Wanna guess what my answer is?”

Tom’s slightly dazed look quickly faded and a smirk appeared on his lips. It was his turn to lean in close. The tips of your noses were touching and your eyes flickered down to his lips before fluttering shut.

“I’d wager a yes,” Tom whispered.

Tom closed the distance and off they went again.


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