SORRY I’VE BEEN SO QUIET i’ve been taking some time to work on pieces a little more specific to me–this hellatus will largely be me focusing on improving my painting abilities! continuing on with the @americangods portraits
i couldn’t decide which version of media to paint and i knew people’d be on me about doing all of them, so i decided….WHY NOT ALL OF THEM
1901 - phoenix || ultralife - oh wonder || dangerous - big data || what you know - two door cinema club || i would do anything for you - foster the people || young - frankie cosmos || always forever - cults || walcott - vampire weekend || 60+ more songs on spotify
***Can you believe we have to go through a 3 month hiatus until we get new episodes again? What to do on Mondays from now on? Well, I know it is not the same but how about reading some amazing Malec fics? Because there simply can’t be enough Malec love out there and somehow it makes the wait to see these two back on our screens a bit more bearable
if you ask me.
Anyway, I hope you gonna enjoy this 4th edition as much as the previous ones. Again, a huge thank you to everyone who left notes and/or told me how much they enjoyed these recs. It’s very much appreciated, so yes, if you want me to
continue doing this, let me know, okay? Have fun reading!***
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).
With Valentine still at large, a crisis threatens to split the Shadow
World in two, testing the loyalties of everyone on both sides of the
line. But choosing between duty and honor, family and love is never
easy, especially when war is on the horizon.
New graduates and best friends Magnus and Alec have
both graduated from the University of Idris with top honors. Graduation
and family expectations, however, carved out two very different paths
for their lives.
Making the age-old promise on graduation night
to get married if they were still single by thirty had been an easy
agreement to make. There was no chance it would, or even could, ever
possibly happen. It simply wasn’t legal.
coincidentally re-enters Alec’s life eight years later, each are
confronted with the unsettled reality of their lives, and the rekindling
of long-buried feelings for the other. They decide to reinstate the
promise they had made as motivation to get back into the dating scene.
But can they push aside their own feelings for each other as they go on this journey of finding true love?
Or: the “Single by 30” Malec AU that nobody asked for.
After the MORTAL WAR that wiped out the JEDI ORDER and
the reconstruction of THE CLAVE to govern the galaxy, military force,
THE CIRCLE, has been monitoring planets for any trace of remaining
intergalactic terrorism and obliterating possible threats under the name
of peace. Each strike leaves death and destruction behind.
Senator, General Luke Garroway, leads the DOWNWORLDER RESISTANCE, a
counterpoint to the Circle, in hope of finding enough evidence of abuse
of power to dismantle the organisation and restore real peace and
justice to the galaxy.
In order to do so, Luke has sent Izzy
Lightwood, his most daring pilot, and the mysterious Magnus Bane to
search for survivors of the last attack…
“Mhmm,” Magnus hummed as they broke apart and he rocked
his hips minutely, the slight movement enough to make them both shiver.
“This is getting dangerously close to one of my fantasies, so maybe we
should stop, if you don’t want this to go any further.”
“What fantasy?” Alec murmured, craning his neck up again to brush his
lips against Magnus’ but the warlock teasingly moved just out of reach.
“Well,” Magnus started, looking at Alec through half-closed eyes and
with a hint of a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth, “I have never
had sex inside the Institute.”
When Detective Alexander Lightwood-Bane is called to the site of a
bizarre murder, he doesn’t expect to recognize the victim, but that’s
exactly what happens. Alec met the wealthy entrepreneur at an event with
his husband, the flamboyant and enormously wealthy Magnus
Lightwood-Bane. When a second victim is found, Alec and his partner,
Jace Herondale, realize that their killer has a “type.” Unfortunately,
Magnus just so happens to fit that type.
Magnus Bane is a famous stripper, used to pretty boys falling in love
with him after one dance. The feeling is hardly ever mutual. But when he
meets the freshly turned twenty-one year old Alec lightwood, he can’t
take his eyes off him, and they find themselves in love quicker than
Alec and Magnus have been friends since high school. They both love each
other but are afraid to say anything because they believe the other one
doesn’t feel the same way and it’ll ruin their friendship.
Alec and Jace are working on an overdose case and are stuck. Can Magnus be the one to help them solve the case?
Magnus Bane loved New York. I mean, what other city in the world held Christmas raves?
especially loved it when he managed to convince Ragnor and Catarina to
join him. Spending time with your chosen family during the holidays was
the best thing in the world.
The only thing that could make it
even better, however, would be getting to know that very attractive
stranger that just wouldn’t take his eyes off Magnus. Tall, dark and
handsome was just what Magnus wanted to end his amazing night.
All he needed was an opportunity and it came, in the form of a well-placed mistletoe.
Magnus Bane agreed to volunteer at a children’s hospital on Christmas
Eve, wanting to help make sure the kids got the most wonderful evening.
Turned out the kids weren’t the only one who were gonna have a merry
Christmas, Magnus realised when he met the young Doctor Lightwood during
his time at the hospital.
or, the ’i sneaked into this huge house party for some free alcohol but
you asked me how i knew the host and the first excuse i could think of
was that i’m dating their sibling, so i basically just lied to you about
going out with you’ au
Somehow, they end up with Alec flat on his back and Magnus straddling
him, his hands cradling Alec’s jaw while his tongue explores the
nephilim’s mouth. It’s a slow, lazy, and unhurried kiss. The kind of
kiss that says ‘there isn’t anywhere else I would rather be right now’ and ‘I want to explore every inch of your body’ and ‘I love you’.
If Magnus were more alert, he probably would’ve recognized the obvious
signs of someone being in the loft: the boots by the front door, the
leather jacket laying on the couch, the empty wine glass sitting on his
drink cart, but as it is, he doesn’t notice anything off until he’s
standing right in front of his bedroom door and realizes the light is
There was one simple and unique rule about being
friends with Magnus and Alec: never, ever, no matter the circumstances,
not even if you were drunk as an armada of skunks, engage into a debate
about pop culture with either of them, and especially not the both of
Magnus Bane has a problem with that arrogant brat that
keeps showing his face to every important street race in the city. Damn
Jace Lightwood and his annoying habit of winning even though he’s just a
stupid high school boy. That’s insulting.
Fuck Jace. But more importantly, fuck his sweet looking older
brother, who just happen to not have the slightest idea of who Magnus
is. If everything goes according to plan, Magnus will have put Jace back
to his insignificant place and gotten lucky with a gorgeous oblivious
I like to think maybe Robbie has some strength to his frame from messing around with so many metal parts and dragging around giant canons and everything else he does that in a moment of emergency he just picks up Sportakook (bridal or over his shoulder, either way) and runs for dear life instead of Sportanerd grabbing him and everyone is confused and Sportacute is flustered because no one has carried him since he was a young babe and Robbie is confused as of why Sportaflop is so red and– yea… but
We need more Stronger-than-we-thought-he-was Robbie Rotten
On Ke$ha’s hit 2010 song, Blah Blah Blah, she says “zip your lip like a padlock”. I never even questioned this 7 years ago but I’ve been thinking about it lately. It makes no sense. Padlocks don’t zip.
I’m just kinda imagining Shiro being Ultra Guilty about not being able to find Matt after his escape, and feeling really bad about injuring him and then never seeing him again. Shiro probably gets really worried that Matt will hate him and he can’t really remember much so hurting Matt is really most of what he remembers of Matt during their time in the Galra prison. Meanwhile, Matt probably knows that Shiro feels bad, probably thinks about how Shiro will remember hurting him, how Shiro will feel guilty and Matt wants to tell him that he’s ok, that he’s not mad, but he can’t and it’s killing him.
Shiro tries to cling as much as he can to the bits of Matt he can remember, and he wants to remember it all because he knows he might never see Matt again. Sometimes if he’s walking to his room late at night he’ll hear quiet sobs coming from Pidge’s room. Shiro knows that it’s all his fault. If he’d only been better, or smarter, he could have done something. He should have tried harder and he shouldn’t have been so impulsive. And now the image of Matt’s terrified face after he attacked him is burned into his memory.
Sometimes Matt wonders whether Shiro is dead and if he does get free, if he’ll ever see Shiro again. And then, suddenly, all Matt can see is Shiro’s pained face as he whispers “Take care of your father,” as he gets dragged away to fight. Oh god, how Matt hopes Shiro got away somehow, but he knows in his heart that Shiro might have died even moments after he was taken away from the arena.
Sometimes, when he can catch a glimpse of the stars from inside the prison, Matt will look out and wonder if Shiro really did make it out. He’ll wonder if Shiro is out there somewhere, or if he’s back on earth, and then, at the thought of Shiro back on earth, he realizes Shiro doesn’t know if he’s alive either. All he can imagine is Shiro having to explain to his mother and Katie, having to explain “I don’t know what happened to Matt,” and that’s when Matt vows that he’s going to escape some day. Because he has to make it back to his family, has to know what happened to Shiro.
Not knowing, Matt thinks, not knowing is almost worse than a solid answer. At least if Shiro was dead he could begin to grieve, but as long as things are uncertain his heart won’t let him release the glimmer of hope. It won’t let him get rid of the fantasies of Shiro being safe and happy back on earth.
Shiro knows he has to remain calm, he has to be the team’s leader and needs to stay strong. Yet every time Pidge announces she’s got some sort of lead, some kind of evidence that might lead them to Matt, he can’t help but feel a tiny glimmer of hope, and he tries to push it away because he knows Matt is probably dead.
Shiro, too, decides that uncertainty is worse than knowing for sure that Matt is dead. Every Galra ship that they destroy, every ship that they watch explode, Shiro wonders if Matt is on there, and he wonders if Matt’s blood is on his hands again. He doesn’t know it, but Pidge thinks the same thing every time as well.
In his darkest moments, when he feels like giving up, Matt remembers Shiro’s desperate face. He remembers Shiro’s voice, telling him to take care of his father. And Matt remembers back on earth, Shiro quietly reminding him to take care of himself, and how he’d reply the same way every time. “But who’s going to take care of you?” And Matt remembers that, and he remembers when he vowed that he’d make it out, for Shiro.
If Shiro’s mantra during his time with the Galra was “Patience yields focus,” then Matt’s is that he has to make it out for Shiro. Even if Shiro is dead, Matt knows the least he can do is escape instead. The least he can do is let Shiro’s family know too, because Matt knows for every time he thinks of his father, of Katie, of his mother, that Shiro must be thinking of his family too.
At some point, Pidge picks up on Shiro’s carefully concealed emotions every time she shares any information about finding Matt, and she makes sure she lets him be the first to know anything she finds. After that, they cling to each other trying desperately to find the reassurance that only the safe discovery of Matt can bring them.
Shiro still thinks Pidge might resent him a little for when he tore her away from the Galra ship on Arus, when the robeast was coming. He understands her reasoning, that she would be willing to risk serious injury to find any clue about Matt. He would too, but he knows that they could have died, and that dead men cannot find Matt. She never picked up on the desperation in his voice, the conflict in his expression. He wonders if he had stayed another moment, if they would have found Matt. Shiro tells himself that living in the past is foolish, even as he replays Matt’s fearful expression in his head for the millionth time.
Matt finds that missing Shiro is like losing a part of yourself, like a dull ache that fades but never really goes away, and that it is like a million instant replays of Shiro’s desperate expression. Shiro finds that missing Matt is like the anxiety of misplacing something important, like a persistent thought in the back of his mind, there at all times, and that it is like a million instant replays of the fear and shock in Matt’s eyes.
Every time Shiro glimpses Pidge out of the corner of his eye, it’s like a stab to his heart. When he was first being rescued back on Earth, when he first caught sight of Pidge he thought that she was Matt. They look so similar, especially now that she’s cut her hair short, and he tries to hide his pain because he is the leader and he needs to be strong for his team. He can’t let them know how broken he is inside, how every time he sees Pidge, he thinks he breaks a little bit more.
During the battle with Zarkon, when they’re losing, and everything is going wrong, Shiro thinks of Matt. He thinks of his last glimpses of Matt, he thinks of what Matt was like back on Earth, and he decides that he can’t die now. He has to live, because he just knows that Matt is out there somewhere. He knows Pidge got new data from Slav’s prison, which gives him hope. And Shiro knows he can’t let himself die knowing that the last Matt saw of him was when he was being attacked.
Matt doesn’t know why, but one day, he’s managed to catch a glimpse of the stars through a window, and something just feels terribly wrong. He thinks of Shiro, at the exact same moment the team is running towards the Black Lion, only to find it empty, to find Shiro missing. Then, Matt is dragged away from the window and everything is the same as always, and still he repeats to himself that he has to make it out for Shiro.