it looked good until i saved it

minty-morning  asked:

Oh my goodness! Is that what Papyrus wears for work? How many hearts must he break every day?? So jealous of B☆being able to be in his arms like that, even if they are currently passed out and cannot properly enjoy his strong bones around them.

Yes! Actually, that’s one of my few ideas for his work clothes, I’m still working on them (love to give him a really cool looking uniform-suit). Please, my beautiful Readers, hold your horses, save your asks, don’t faint… not yet, at least.

There will be no Papyrus until January. I really want to make his and Sans’ asks sprites (or whatever it’s called!) to make them answer your questions and flirts properly and with standards. I still have lots of thingies to take care of before Christmas, so… I’m gonna ask you to be patient!

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"37 Slogans For College Majors If They Were Actually Honest"

Accounting: selling your soul for money.

Aerospace Engineering: “it actually is rocket science.”

Anthropology: it’ll get you laid, but it won’t get you paid!

Archeology: if you don’t know what it is, it’s probably ceremonial.

Art History: and you thought making art was pointless!

Astrophysics: “Eh, I’m within an order of magnitude…”

Biochemistry: spend 4 years aspiring to discover the cure for cancer, and the rest of your life manufacturing shampoo.

Chemistry: where alcohol is a solution.

Communications: “we’ll teach you everything you need to know about convincing your friends that your degree is actually meaningful.”

Computer Engineering: tons of chicks, just not very many.

Computer Science (for a straight girl): the odds are good, but the goods are odd.

Creative Writing: because job security is for pussies.

Criminal Justice: we’re here because of Law & Order reruns.

Dental Hygienist: “something to do until you get knocked up.”

Engineering: the art of figuring out which parameters you can safely ignore.

English: so you want to be a teacher.

Film: forks on the left, knives on the right.

Finance: “accounting was too hard.”

Graphic Design: no, we’re not artists.  We’re designers; there’s a difference.

History: history may repeat itself, but you definitely will.

Information Technology: let me Google that for you.

Journalism: learn how to construct an argument that no one will listen to.

Latin: because useful is overrated.

Linguistics: studied 17 languages, fluent in none of them.

Marine Biology: “I wanted to play with dolphins, but I’m looking at algae instead.”

Music Performance: if you don’t hate yourself, you’re doing it wrong.

Nursing: learning to save others’ lives while struggling not to take your own.

Philosophy: think about it.

Photography: it’s worth a shot.

Physics: “everything you learned last week was wrong.”

Political Science: your opinion is wrong

Pre-med: “I’ll probably switch majors in two years.”

Psychology: good luck doing anything until you get your Masters.

Speech Pathology: we have a way of making you talk.

Statistics: where everything’s made up, and numbers don’t matter.

Structural Engineering: because architects don’t know what physics is.

Zoology: because you can’t major in kittens.

HEY PLEASE HELP

My friend @live-love-laugh-til-the-end‘s grandma is getting rid of their dog. They gave until this sunday (September 17, 2017) or she’ll put him down. 

Little list that y'all should know:

  • He’s 10 but very spry
  • usually pretty chill at home
  • has some bad allergies, just a heads up
  • doesn’t always get along with other dogs, but great with people
  • playful 
  • looks adorable:

We’re aiming for someone within 1-2 hours of the Bucks County/Philadelphia, Pennsylvania area. 

Like I said, he’s a loving pup and we want to help save him. Looking for a good home!

PLEASE SPREAD IF YOU CAN OR CONTACT ME OR @live-love-laugh-til-the-end

a list of things to love about snape, in no particular order:

  • “do not use that word!”
  • literal potions genius, making potions recipes 10x better at sixteen 
  • swishy cloak
  • chooses to spy on a terrifying dark lord not once, but twice
  • sarcastic af
  • “lately only the ones i could not save”
  • his Melodramatic Speech during the first potions class which u kno he probably has said to every first year class for years
  • always lurking
  • despite the darkness and horrors of his life, he’s still capable of producing a corporeal patronus
  • bat
  • hates gildery lockhart with all his being #relatable
  • sends neville to hagrid instead of the carrows during seventh year even tho he’s being watched closely
  • like he’s mean but he’s really good at being mean he always knows exactly which insult is going to hit the hardest
  • saves harry’s ass like like 20 times
  • petty af
  • “but you were unsuccessful?” “obviously.”
  • so cunning that a mind reading dark lord didn’t even know he was a spy until harry told him
  • creates his own fucking spells what kind of genius
  • makes remus wolfsbane
  • “you have raised him like a pig for slaughter”
  • risked azkaban and death to try and save lily and her family
  • apologized to lily when he fucked up and called her a mudblood
  • brave af
  • gave harry vital war information as he was dying painfully
  • spent twenty years fighting the death eaters and voldemort
  • dunderheads
  • half-blood prince
  • tries to look after draco
  • so harsh and terrible and flawed and yet he can still do good things, even kind things

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Undiscovered

Undiscovered by evansrogerskitten

Dean x Reader x Sam

Sam, Dean, and Reader seek shelter in a storm, and find solace in each other.

Warnings: Inspired by Season 12, Episode 9, but no specific spoilers. EXPLICIT SMUT. Threesome (NO WINCEST), Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Fingering, Dirty talk, Language, Alcohol.

Word Count: 4068 | On AO3

This was inspired by an idea from my Over 30 sisters & my impulsive purchase of a J2 Sandwich photo opp for Seacon in April. Ahhh! I’m freakin out! :) Enjoy! 

Our boots crunched on the wet leaves as we moved quickly through the forest. The overcast sky and misting rain didn’t help since we were already cold in thin, gray jumpsuits. I shivered as I followed close behind Dean, Sam behind us with the stolen gun.

Suddenly we reached a clearing and I could see the outline of a small building. As we approached Sam and I kept lookout, and Dean went up to jimmy the door of the cabin. After looking inside a window, he stepped back and kicked the door in. Sam and I followed him inside, looking quickly behind us before barricading the cabin with a heavy dresser.

The cabin was dark inside with half of the windows boarded up, and the hodgepodge of furniture collected like dusty landmines. The earthy scent of rain and old firewood smoke filled the air. We spread out around the one room, searching boxes and crates. Sam banged open a rusty metal filing cabinet on the far wall, and laughed shortly as he saw what was inside.

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ahumanlady  asked:

Hey! This is such a helpful account! :) do you have: A)a new heart wrenching angst? B) pining Viktor? C) college au? I've read most of the ones on your lists...whoops.

I LOVE COLLEGE AUs OMG thank you for this request! (For @ahumanlady: you can find all my angst fic rec lists here!)

Originally posted by nikforovs


College AU


centripetal force by braveten, Explicit, 60k (WIP)
Victor speaks seven languages. (Physics isn’t one of them.) Luckily, though, he ends up rooming with his antithesis: a shy, black-haired boy who just so happens to be a physics major. LOVE this!

Perfect harmony by BlessTheBeast, Teen, 3.9k
Phichit drags Yuuri along to a party, where Yuuri promptly gets shitfaced and enthusiastically seduces Viktor, then dies of embarrassment, which seems to be inevitable in any universe these two idiots end up in. I AM IN LOVE WITH THIS FIC

Russian for Dummies by cutthroatpixie, Gen, 2.4k
“Are you a beginner?” Viktor was not a beginner. Viktor was the TA supposedly in charge of this study session. Viktor spoke Russian. Viktor was Russian. “Sure!” OMG SO CUTE

Essays and Endearments by kaizuka, Teen, 13k
A guide to romance by Katsuki Yuuri: pine after your nameless classmate for almost the entirety of one semester. Do not make eye contact, ever. Go to class, and if the stars align, it will be cancelled, and your crush will be waiting to endure your awkward attempt at small talk. THIS IS SO GOOD! Must read!

Slavonic Studies by thepossessedfangirl, Explicit, 9.4k (WIP)
Yuuri sleeps with a hot stranger the night before university begins but surprise, surprise. JUST READ THIS YOU CAN THANK ME LATER

It Doesn’t Have to be a Lie by Recesskup, Not Rated, 54k (WIP)
The pretend relationship AU where Yuuri is a shy Dance Major and Viktor is the attractive, outgoing Art/Photography Major and Phichit is the worst wingman ever. This is great!!

Kiss Me and Tell Me That I’ll See You Again by probablytooobsessedwithfiction, Teen, 19k (WIP)
When Yuuri is dragged to a party by his best friend Yuko, he doesn’t want to be there- that is until he finds himself making out with someone. The only problem is that he has no idea who he’s kissing. SLOW BURN BUT SO GOOD

Thoughtfulness at the Drama Club by MattLightwood (TanyaHarries), Gen, 2.1k
Viktor is in his last year of college and as a president of the drama club when his secretary resigns. With this place vacant, the club finds itself in big trouble until Phichit appears one day with someone that could save them… and steal Viktor’s heart. Thumbs up!

Break the Cycle by SigmundFreud, Explicit, 26k
College AU where ex boyfriends Yuuri and Victor can’t stay away from each other. LOTS of mutual pining, arguments, miscommunication, and, of course, angst. Thumbs up!

Yes, Professor? by AwkwardPotatoChild, Teen, 15k (WIP)
“Good morning! I’m Professor Viktor Nikiforov! I look forward to being with you all this semester.” Dammit! No one told me he had an accent too! And to think this was all started because I wanted some pudding! So cute!

Have You Heard? by QueenofFennoscandia, Teen,  4.7k
According to rumors, Viktor Nikiforov had been seen crying in the E building’s staircase. No one really seemed to know what was the reason, but everyone were terribly curious about it. Bonus long-haired Victor!

I will break the ice of your heart by Madlymiho, Explicit, 26k (WIP)
Yuuri is a talented but very shy student who enters in a new university for his last year. There, he meets a coldhearted and strict philosophy teacher: Viktor Nikiforov. Despite their differences, the two of them start to get closer… Thumbs up!

A Skating Scholarship by Viktorsfeet, Teen, 35k
After turning 17 and being offered a scholarship in Detroit, Yuuri packs his bags and moves across the world to pursue his skating. He can’t help but find the second-year student Viktor Nikiforov fascinating and his roommate helps him to find out more. Lovely fic!

the golden hour by wynsolstice, Teen, 7k
The photographer blinked at him before smiling brightly. Without warning, he grabbed Yuuri by the hand. His skin was smooth, and very, very warm. Biting his lip, Yuuri glanced up at him. “C'mon,” the photographer urged. “Let’s get out of this rain. I’ll treat you to coffee to make up for taking your picture and scaring you.” SO ADORABLE

Just Ice Skatey Things by personafreak, Explicit, 24k (WIP)
Victor is an eccentric foreigner revolutionizing the figure skating world, and Yuuri is just trying to survive his part-time job at the ice skating rink. Awesome college fic!

A Marriage of True Minds by Pilomela, Teen, 20k (WIP)
After his application to the doctoral program was rejected due to his incomplete entrance essay, Yuuri Katsuki scores a job running a small local bookstore. Rec’d by a follower!

@therealjacksepticeye 

Congratulations on 16 million subscribers!!!!

It seems like only yesterday I saw your 15k subscriber special and now the channel is already at 16 million!

I am so incredibly proud of you, Jack, for never giving up, for always being honest and for always making me feel like I have a place to go to whenever bad things start happening around me, watch some awesome content and forget about everything. Thank you for 4 years of hard work and dedication, thank you for being such a good person.

Even though I may never be able to tell you this in person, I wanted to thank you for saving me from myself

I’ve been battling with depression and anxiety for the longest time and I’ve never managed to find something that could calm me down. Until I found your channel, Jack.  Now, whenever I feel sad, or depressed, or anxious, I watch your videos or look at a photo of your smile and it calmes me down. So thank you for that too… :)

To many more milestones, achievements and celebrations!

I love you, Jack.

Kukla


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one of my fave memories from highschool is one where i brought a $600 bottle of champagne to school in one of those metal water bottles
basically i never even got close to breaking dress code all through sophomore year and so all the teachers (save two who actually knew me) thought of me as this Good Kid who would never break school rules
anyways i drank the champagne throughout the day and none of the teachers caught me even tho it makes that sSSHHHHHhhh sound whenever i opened it until sociology
i opened the bottle and my teacher immediately looked at me and i didn’t break eyecontact as i took a huge swig of it and he just called me up and said “hiro what is that” and i replied “oh it’s a $600 bottle of champagne do you want some?”
he paused for a bit before laughing his ass off and in between wheezes he was like “yOU BROUGHT CHAMPAGNE TO SCHOOL??????? AND A $600 ONE AT THAT??? I CANT EVEN BUST YOU NO ONE WOULD BELIEVE ME ONE IT’S YOU AND TWO ITS CHAMPAGNE IT MAKES A NOISE WHENEVER YOU OPEN IT G O D YOURE NOT EVEN HIDING IT TOO”
anyways he couldn’t stop laughing the rest of the class and i didn’t get busted for it
but now whenever i see him he always brings it up saying that that’s his highlight of his teaching career

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Night Vale is really good for practicing character design, right? (I only wish I were better at it!) Like so many other fans, my own mental image of the characters is pretty constantly in flux. This is the Carlos I drew tonight, but tomorrow night, I’m certain he’ll look different. =)

I’ve been re-listening to the entire series, which has made me like Carlos a lot more as a character, rather than just as… a plot device? (Which was my initial impression until One Year Later.) He totally starts out like a reluctant action hero, ready to save the town and “figure out just what is going on around here.” But that pretty quickly fades away into general confusion and bad haircuts. And then, well, it’s no surprise that almost dying shifts his perspective on things. And now he’s so well-adjusted to life in Night Vale and he signs text messages with x’s and o’s and he uses gravity going out as a chance to clean the gutters and he thinks a dog is part of what makes a home and just! Man, no wonder Cecil fell in love instantly. Good call on that one, right?

But anyway, he’s also totally like 10, 15 years away from becoming Doc Brown at this point, right? Like, straight up mad scientist. After all, he’s a scientist who studies science. His hair is already graying. He thinks Erlenmeyer flasks represent perfection. He has a danger meter. That measures in fatality units. His perfect hair has to be a little bit more… science-y at this point, right?

the end. [ damien x reader ]

summary: the reader and damien were lovers before WKM. they still care about eachother even after the events of WKM

warnings: angst and spoilersTM

a/n: needed to get this out my system bc i’m still crying

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MASTERLIST.

Gray. A whole world of nothing but gray tones and colors, a vast emptiness that has no start or finish…That is what you see, or at least what you think you see. The first time you had been here was right after being shot, faced with a dilemma whether to live on as a…being or die as yourself. Putting your trust into the wrong people had driven you to the first option. That day there was darkness all around you. Now it’s all simply gray. The surface of this place is wet, calm streams of water rush by your feet, but why or to where you have no clue. Gray. Time passes neither fast nor slow, you cannot dream or eat or do anything but exist and feel certain things. Only strong emotions though, the ones that are powerful enough to break the shell of indifference that constantly surrounds you. Those emotions flash in bright violent colors, namely blue and red, representing of the two other people stuck here with you. Celine and…Damien.

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Eat that - Peter Parker x Reader

Prompt: Y/N meets the Spider-Man one night when he saves her life. Her friends don’t believe her story until certain spider comes to her rescue.

Featuring: Flash, Ned, Liz {kinda}.

Word count: 1250.


Y/N slapped herself mentally for allowing her mind to lose track of time and having to walk the dangerous streets of New York by herself late at night to get home. Walking as fast as she could, but not too fast to avoid looking suspicious, she turned into one street, finally three blocks away from her destiny. She felt relieved when she catched a glimpse of the tree from her house. She had made it safely, or so she thought.

“Night, kid.” A voice called seductively at her, sounding unknown and intimidating to her as a guy with a black hat on his head and a bandana tied over his nose, covering half down his face paced quickly to reach to her. Y/N’s eyes widened and she started running, but was soon caught by the man, who threatened her with a knife. “Just be quiet and you’ll make it out of this alive.” He promised, though it didn’t sound too real. Y/N fidgeted and squirmed, trying to free herself from his firm grasp, to take his hand away from her mouth and scream for help.

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Saving Lives

Context: My character was introduced to the campaign this session. She’s a neutral good tiefling who feels the need to help the party that saved her. The NPC in our group suffered horrible wounds another player and I were able to help, and his dog was unconscious next to him.

Me: So the dog is breathing?

DM: You dont know.

Me: (ooc) I perform a medicine check on the dog. *crit fails*

DM: Your party members look on in horror as you try to revive the dog. You wrap your hands around its throat and squeeze. You hear a wheezing sound come out, and you are convinced you’re saving this dog’s life. You feel good about yourself. You keep squeezing until a party member pulls you off, not letting you back near the dog, who is somehow still alive.

Me: (ooc) she’s pissed that her medicine skills aren’t appreciated, and is very angry at (party member) for preventing her from saving a life.

Clark Kent - “I just couldn't be alone tonight”

A/N: Just a little something that came to me in the middle of the night whilst half asleep. What could happen when Clark’s significant other finds out he’s Superman.

You’d been dating Clark Kent for about 6 months now after meeting at the Daily Planet where you wrote an entertainment column. Clark loved your writing, but most of all loved the fact that it didn’t take you to any of the dangerous places he and the other journalists would sometimes get sent.

While you’d been taking the relationship slowly, things were starting to feel serious. You’d never spent a night together, but you knew Clark would do anything for you. In fact you’d become the ‘it’ couple at the paper.

The fact that you’d never spent the tonight together made it all the more worrying when Clark appeared on your doorstep at 11 at night, frantically hoping he wasn’t going to wake you.

“Clark?” you asked sleepily, opening your door.

“I’m so sorry, yn, I just couldn’t be alone tonight.”

You stepped aside and let him wander into your apartment. He was so exhausted, not at all how he normally seemed. Around you, he was always upbeat, his whole face radiating life and joy. At work he was serious, yet confident and sure. Now he looked defeated.

“Tea?” you asked heading to the kitchen, not sure what else to do with your boyfriend at this point.

“Yeah, thanks,” he responded, trailing after you and slouching against the worktop.

“Clark, what’s wrong?”

He looked up at you, brows pulled seriously together.

“You ever have a moment, where you’re trying to do the right thing, and so sure you’re doing everything you can to help but the whole world seems to be pushing back? You’re doing everything in your power to be good and righteous and everyone tells you you’re wrong. That you’ll never be good. Like yourself isn’t enough?” he cocked his head to the side, eyes still on you waiting for a response.

“I get the world not seeming to work in your favour, but how could anyone not see the good in you? You’re so sweet and kind.”

Clark opened and closed his mouth, clearly debating with himself what he should tell you, before deciding on, “if I tell you my greatest secret, do you promise you won’t treat me any differently?”

“Clark, you’re scaring me,” you said, ignoring the hissing of the boiled kettle behind you. “Of course I won’t treat you differently, as long as you don’t me.”

He bowed his head and removed his glasses, pinching the bridge of his nose before slowly looking back up at you.

“I’m Superman,” he said, not quite making eye contact.

You stepped closer to him. Reaching out a hand you tilted his head up until his eyes met yours. They were tinged with worry and sadness.

“Oh Clark,” you sighed out, before pulling him in to rest his head on your shoulder. “Whatever else you may be, you’re still my boyfriend and a good man. I’ve never once heard of Superman doing anything but the right thing, and saving lives. Anyone who says otherwise is a prejudiced fear monger.”

“You still like me?” he asked moving away slightly.

“Of course I do. I’m not gonna lie, I’ve noticed the similarities between you and Superman before. I mean, you’re my boyfriend, and our paper prints plenty of pictures of the other guy. Part of me didn’t believe you could be, the other part of me knew if it was true you’d tell me in time.”

“But, all this power, you’re not scared?”

“In what world would I ever be scared of you? Just because you’ve now told me, it doesn’t somehow make you a different person. You’re still Clark Kent, and I still love you,” you gently placed your hands either side of his face. “You’d never hurt me,” you whispered, lightly brushing your lips over his.

He lifted his hands to your back, holding you close and briefly deepened the kiss.

“So, do think I could stay the night?” he half smiled, the exhaustion on his face now tinged with relief.

“Of course,” you smiled back, taking his hand and forgetting all about the half made tea.

“Can I be him?”

Not everybody should know about the fact that you’re a Kingsman agent, especially your family. In their eyes, you’re a tailor and do nothing but wasting your time. Tired of the attempts of your mother to make you settle down with a guy, who is up to your economic standards, you may just have to fake it…

Warning: a bit of ‘casual’ swearing
Eggsy Unwin x Reader
Part ONE of ‘Can I be him?’ - Series

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anonymous asked:

how do you make the sparkles fall behind the image? like only on the background

hey, love! so i’ve been asked this a lot, and i finally have a day off so below is how i end up with something like this: 

(the psd used in this example can be found here)(i save my sparkle gif from here) (this is more to show how to remove the gif from over the model, a tutorial for how to use the gif in the first place can be found here)

this might get a bit wordy since i can never manage to keep things short, and since this is a little bit more complicated than the usual ‘sparkle’ effect, i’ve added a few pictures along the way to help but please feel free to ask any questions!

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The Tenth Floor pt10

Min Yoongi had gone through 34 secretaries in the past 24 months, and each one of them left in tears. This fact alone should have warned you against taking the job, but the pay was too good to pass up. Surely you could put up with a billionaires temper-tantrums, right?

Yoongi x Reader & Taehyung x Reader

Genre: Fluff, humor, probably some angst

Warnings: Strong language, smut talked about/implied, some dark themes

Part 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13


Min Yoongi was not someone to trifle with. He saw through the best of liars, and couldn’t be manipulated easily. He didn’t let his head get clouded with emotions. He was good at his job, and his job was his life–therefore he was good at life, right?

So he couldn’t figure out he felt so stupid currently. 

He knew his mother would laugh if she could have heard his thoughts. She’d tell him to be humble, and probably ask when his ego had become so inflated. 

He tapped his fingers idly on his office desk. He shouldn’t have let Taehyung get to him. He knew that. But Taehyung knew exactly how to get a reaction out of him, possibly even better than Yoongi knew himself. 

He wasn’t planning on skipping out on the family dinner–It just kind of… happened. When he sat down in the dirt and grass in front of his mothers grave that morning with a bouquet of flowers, he had every intention of showing up on his father’s and stepmother’s doorstep later that day. 

Then he remembered Taehyung. He had been particularly difficult to deal with recently, and the thought of having to sit across from him, pretend to tolerate him, for any extent of time wasn’t something he wanted to do. And then there was his father, who he was sure would try to make small talk at first, and after a few drinks start apologizing. Again. 

That was always a mess. 

And then his stepmom would start apologizing on behalf of his father, and Yoongi would say no, don’t be sorry. It’s fine. I’m fine. I understand. Even though he didn’t really. He had forgiven his father long ago, things were just never the same between them. But his stepmom wouldn’t believe him, would keep on saying sorry, and Taehyung would get mad at Yoongi for upsetting everyone. What Taehyung would never understand was that it wasn’t really Yoongi’s fault: he could never give his father the forgiveness he was looking for because he wasn’t the one his father was seeking it from.

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anonymous asked:

i love the 'my man' headcanon omg tell us more about it! when was the first time alec called magnus that? was it a slip of the tongue sort of thing or said on purpose? what was magnus' reaction to the first time it happened? does magnus ever say "as your man,..." with a tiny smirk on his face as he continues on? omg i swear to god if alec has magnus as "my man" on his phone, im gonna die what a sappy dork

ausdfjasdfa I could talk about this headcanon all fucking day. 

Okay, so the first first time Alec says it, Magnus doesn’t hear him. He’s talking to Izzy. 

“Magnus looks pretty good today,” Izzy said with a smirk while nudging his shoulder. She’s observing 

Alec scoffed, “my man always looks good.” 

And Izzy just raises an eyebrow and laughs at him while he blushes and looks away- but he doesn’t take it back. 

The first time he says it actually TO Magnus was a total slip of the tongue. He 100% saved Magnus in his phone as “My Man” because he’s a disaster romantic dork he just hasn’t really been given the chance to be up until very recently. Also- side note, I just think its super funny that Alec is definitely the more romantic of the two. Like, Magnus thinks he is but his idea of romance is a little bit quirky and Alec is the true traditional romantic. Ngl he 100% has also whispered poetry in Magnus’s ears under the stars on the roof of Magnus’s apartment. 

But the first time Magnus hears it is when Magnus is getting ready to go out. They have reservations at this really nice restaurant that Magnus loves and Alec is super excited to go with him. Anyway, Magnus is wearing this really well-tailored suit, with signature jewelry, and a perfectly tied Winston knot on his bright blue tie that matches the blue eyeliner he’s wearing. 

And Alec just runs his hands up and down the lapels of his jacket (jfc Alec has such a thing for lapels #confirmed). And sort of murmurs to himself, “by the Angel, look at my man.” 

And the second he says it he realizes what he said and he kind of freezes and blushes, but he also has that signature Alec Lightwood Defiant Glare™ just daring Magnus to say something about it. 

“Your man, huh?” Magnus asks. His tone is snarky but his eyes are soft- and one hand reaches to grab one of Alec’s which is still resting on his jacket. 

“Yeah,” Alec says with this super dopey smile and then he raises this challenging eyebrow, “got a problem with that?” 

“Of course not, darling,” Magnus replies. 

And Alec just pulls him in and kiss him, they just barely make their reservation.

Of course, Magnus also uses this against him. Alec is just so weak and soft whenever Magnus refers to himself as his man. Just falls apart, Magnus has one too many arguments by slipping that in. Cheeky bastard. 

Alec is trying to explain why they can’t make out in the Institute but Magnus is kissing down his deflection rune and Alec is this close to cracking. 

“As your man, don’t I get special privileges?” Magnus asks. 

And, as always, Alec always just melts, and is like “yeah- yeah, you do.” 

BUT ALSO! (wow someone please stop me) He also uses it hella to defend Magnus. 

“What the fuck did you just about  my man?” Alec said glaring at a Clave official. Magnus isn’t even here, they’re just making joking comments about the slutty, bisexual, biracial Warlock and Alec won’t have it. 

Normally, if Magnus is around, Alec lets him defend himself because he knows he can. But you’d have to be a damn fool to insult Magnus Bane in front of Alec Lightwood, especially behind that Warlock’s back. 

“I- I-” 

“Don’t you dare talk shit about Magnus again. No one gets away with insulting my man, understood?” 

And the Clave official just shakes in his boots and nods. 


…. Yeah… So this got away from me….. My point is, Alec is just so soft and wants cuddles, and wants to be around his man. And he’s just so super happy that he gets to declare that he’s with a man, a great man, his man, whenever he fucking can. 

Cold -- Billy Hargrove

Request: “Can I request something where like Billy is now a part of the team (even tho hes obviously still not trusted by any of them but hey help is help) and on a particular cold night when they all have to be in the same house the reader and Billy have to share a bed and well the reader falls asleep real quick Billy doesn’t because he has nightmares and well shes asleep she subconsciously snuggles up to him for warmth and at first he doesn’t know what to do but then he caves in & it’s all fluff” “Can u do a Billy x reader where you’re new and he automatically takes a liking to you but you’re oblivious to it and can it have smut and fluff too? please and thank u!!!!!” “hey ! do u think u could do an imagine where billy falls in love with the reader but the reader doesnt love him back & then like throughout the story he gets her to love him & shows her that he could he good to her, also could u add like a ton of fluff and maybe some good sex in the end?? thanks so much !! 💗” “another car sex with Billy please!!!!”

Warnings: SMUT!!! (16+) Cursing.

Pairing: Billy Hargrove x Reader

Summary: After a long night, Billy and you decide to warm up in his car.

Word Count: 2491

Listen To: Something I Need by One Republic

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