looks like someone is getting impatient

So is someone really going to tell me that it’s a coincidence that Lance’s lion skids over this pool and creates a rainbow

And then after it gets stolen, Keith is “coincidentally” the one to get his lion back and then he starts flirting with him

And as the scene pans out, we see another rainbow

And the whole episode is literally purple…

Cough just like their bonding moment in the episode before cough

And we had impatient Keith, jealous Keith, and heartbroken Keith all for Lance in the beginning

Bonus: And we also had Keith highkey looking interested in Rolo 

So what I’m trying to say is…Was this episode literally not giving us blatant gay Keith and/or possible Klance hints? Or is that just me?

Some Things Aren’t Permanent

Pairing: (Yoongi X Reader); Ft. 95z

Prompt: Tattoos Are Forever Part Two

Genre: More Angst!! (I know chill Lexi)

Words: 3128

Originally posted by kthmyg

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#137 Baron Corbin

#137- “Why do they behave for you?” (Baron Corbin)

From this drabble list

Originally posted by sassabarry

           Large gatherings were never Baron’s thing. To be honest, the only reason he came was for you and because he loved kids. He lagged behind, as you kept a close eye on twenty pairs of four and five year old kindergarteners in order for a class trip to the zoo. They giggled and joked amongst each other. Baron smiled, as you stood at the forefront of the medium sized group. One teaching assistant took the left side, another took the right, and he promised you that he’d keep an eye out from behind.

           Baron, himself, wished he was up front with you but his presence had already cause the young children to gape at him with a combination of curiosity and awe. As the group finally made their ways to the picnic table, the children began to grow in size around him.

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OK don’t get me wrong, I completely respect what the Voltron creators are doing and how they’re staying faithful to the original series, but in my opinion, I just really don’t think that they’re going in the right direction with putting Keith and Allura together. 

Now, I’m not saying I’m against the ship or that I hate it, it’s actually kind of cute, but there’s no chemistry there, all I see is a forced romantic relationship between two characters that I feel literally only have a platonic relationship/friendship. 

I just don’t feel what they’re trying to sell us you know?

But then when Keith is with Lance like dude, I feel like there’s so much more there.

They have this moment where they connect with each other and just the mood and the lighting is perfect

Then there’s the undeniable flirting

And him getting all impatient over Lance not coming out of the pod, because he wants to get closer with him

Those pining looks

THE FRICKIN JEALOUSY (How can you pair Keith with someone he gets jealous of Lance over???)

THIS

There’s just so much more dynamic and chemistry here, more than I personally feel is between Keith and Allura. I just feel like as two really good characters, they deserve to be with someone that suits their other half (like in my opinion, Allura with Shiro, they definitely have chemistry)

But you know what, whatever the creators choose to do I’ll completely respect their decision in the end. I’ll love the show either way depending on who they put together.

You don’t own me part 6

Originally posted by bhaek

Excerpt:

“Naive little Y/N. Maybe one day you will realise that we live in a cruel world. The good wouldn’t be good anymore if there would be nothing bad to compare it to. I didn’t choose this life. But after living it for a while I realised that there are things worse than being on the bad side.“

“Worse than letting people die for you?”, you felt like choking.

Word count: 1784 // I know it’s short 😵 I’m sorry! Next one will be longer again ;)

Warnings: death, violence, angst! I finally did it 😋 And a little slight tiny smut  😉

Author’s note: Next one! Enjoy! @httpwyf @dont-hyuck  @imbaekhyunstrash @holymolydrrad @jookyunhoe @vicassa @byunbunniess @literaltae @baekmuffin @bbhoodzz  Love y’all ♥♥♥

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Hoseok (M)

Originally posted by leojuseyo

‘Ahhh, Oppa..” You groaned, your hand still between your legs as you reread your boyfriend’s text, “You’re a little late..” You mumbled as you gently rubbed circles on your sensitive clit. 

You were way to into your ‘playtime’ to stop now, “Oh gosh..” You softly whimpered as you dove two of your small fingers into your aching entrance, though it felt amazing- you desperately wished Hoseok was in place of your fingers. 
Closing your eyes, your mouth slightly parted as continuous gasps and whimpers flowed out of you. The sensation was heavenly, plus the sinful thoughts that flooded your lust clouded mind was nearly enough to through you over that familiar edge- but you just couldn’t seem to get yourself there. 

Bringing the phone back up to your face, you noticed how much time had already gone by, then tossing it back to the side. Your rapid circular motions on your hardened clit made you feel as if you were floating, “Holy shit..” You hissed while adding small amounts of pressure. 

You seemed to be so completely entranced by bringing yourself the pleasure you desperately craved that you didn’t even notice your boyfriend standing at the entrance of the door until you heard his smug little snicker. 
Your eyes shot open as you sat up, immediately shutting your legs as you cheeks flushed a bright red. 

“What babygirl?” Hoseok asked with his arms crossed in front of his chest, making his way over to you, then seating himself beside you, “Looks like someone was a little impatient, huh?”

Shaking your head, you locked eyes with him, “I- I’m sorry Daddy.. I was just really horny, and you sent your texts a little too late..” 

You timid apology and explanation drew a soft chuckle out of him. “No- No don’t apologize, kitten.” He cooed, laying you back down and separating your legs once more, “Do you want Daddy to help you? I know your little fingers don’t get you off the way I can..” He seductively growled. 

Just as you nodded your head, Hoseok’s hand took its place between your legs; his fingers automatically found your throbbing clit. As he began tracing your drenched slit and rubbing your clit every so often, your moans became needier and louder. 
“Fuck, you’re so wet baby girl.. Let Daddy taste you..” 

“You taste so good kitten. Do you know how much Daddy missed your sweet little pussy?” 

“Are you gonna cum already? Good, cum for me babygirl- cum for Daddy.”

Show report for April 21, part 2

As others have said, it was a particularly wonderful performance. I’m guessing the looming end is inspiring the actors to great heights. And the super reactive audience helped too.

Notes:

I think I forgot to mention this in my last recap. During the first AR, Ron is sitting on the stairs when Hermione appears at the top of another stair case. He spots her before she spots him and he kind of freaks out. He pushes himself up really quickly, never taking his eyes off her and he has this expression on his face. It’s hard to describe. Kind of panicked longing. I get the feeling he’d been sitting there thinking about the fact that Albus had thought they were married and regretting all his life choices. Then Hermione appears and he leaps to his feet. There she is! I most go to her. 

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I Can Make You Scream (M) // J-Hope (AU!)

Originally posted by sugashu

Pairing: Hoseok x Reader

Genre: Smut

Summary//Request: kia-winningx said: A J-Hope smut? I’ve been searching and searching and I cannot , for the life of me, find one where he is like the school dick. No matter how much I try to deny it I can’t help but think of him as dominant but I’m the kind that would like talk-back and be really cheeky. 

Please note that this scenario contains smut - dom/sub, begging, dirty talking, light bdsm.

I got kind of carried away with this so here is 3.6k words of absolute sin whOOps


You were an average student. You received semi-good grades and your attendance was adequate. You weren’t usually the type of person to intentionally get yourself into trouble for shits and giggles, but there was one person in particular who did – and they knew the exact buttons to press to frustrate you while simultaneously making you want them even more.

Jung Hoseok was in the same year as you, in almost all of the same classes. You met him when you were 12, and now being 18 and in your last year of high school – you could confidently say that you knew Hoseok pretty well.

Back then, Hoseok was a shy and timid child that could barely string together a proper sentence. But now, he had since gained more than enough confidence – acting a little too big for his boots while still being extremely wet behind the ears. To put it simply, Hoseok was the school dick. It’s not that he bullied other students – he was just incredibly rude to them unnecessarily. He roamed the school with his group of friends, casually making students and teachers lives just that little bit more difficult. Whether it was ‘accidently’ tripping someone in the hallway who may have gave him a funny look or causing one of the teachers grief by verbally abusing any authority they tried to have over him – Hoseok knew how to manipulate and control everyone around him.

Everyone except you.

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Yours Anonymously (sneak peak)

“Nope. I’m pretty sure It isn’t Rose.” Scorpius said, leaning in even closer to the letter, nose almost touching it.
“Well, that’s all of my guesses, you tell me.” Lily had be supplying Scorpius with names of possible culprits, and Scorpius had been turning down every single name. she sat down next to him on his perfectly made bed with a sigh.
“I don’t know…” Scorpius just couldn’t stop reading the letter. He had read it over a hundred times by now and it had barely been an hour since he had found it in his pocket. He was still pretty shocked by how someone could pull off putting something in his pocket without his noticing. He felt a tiny bit offended, to be honest. But this letter, he had never received such a letter in his life.
“This is ridiculous! Why would someone even do this?!” Scorpius rose to his feet, gripping the letter tighter in his hand.
“Can’t you just let me read it, Scorp? I’m your best friend! just let me read it.” Lily was getting impatient now, Scorpius was only giving her vague hints on what might be in the letter like, ‘Shit, this person probably thinks I’m cute.’ 
“You know what? Fine! I’m reading it to you. ‘Dear Scorpius
You’re cute.
Yours Anonymously
Me.’” Scorpius looked up at Lily, waiting for her to say something but she just Stared at him with a blank expression.
“Is that it? Oh, You’ve got to be kidding me!” Lily got off the bed and snatched the letter out of Scorpius’ had.
“Shit…that really is it. hah, this is hilarious.” Lily said, turning the letter around and then breaking into fits of laughter.
Scorpius didn’t know what to do.
“Excuse me, you’re supposed to help me find out who this is, not roll around on my bed, laughing!”
“Oh I know who this is, but I’ll let you figure it out on your own. I’m not telling you, now go write them a letter. preferably ‘ Dear Me
I know.
Not yours
Scorpius.’” Lily was still giggling.
“You can’t do this to me lils!, It’s unfair!” Scorpius said, getting a sheet of paper out anyway, he’d always listened to Lily, no matter how ridiculous her advice was, and he was going to do it again.

guys, tell me if you like this, and if i should continue writing this….
thing is, I am, very much, in a writers block, I’m out of inspiration and I’m also very lazy lol, thank you sooo much for following me anyway, even though I haven’t been posting anything for so long. I’m really really sorry and I promise there’s stuff coming up ( I have a nice wolfstar idea ;) for you guys!) 
this thing I just wrote? I had no idea what it was going to be… i just sat down and I was like, ‘OK. I must write something today’. And I came up with this
so pleas pleas tell me what you think, and if I should continue with this. Thanks again for following me, I love ya’ll! <3 


Elijah Mikaelson imagine: Not Important (Part two)

A/N: So the second part of Elijah’s imagine is here ;) Hopefully you will like it, even though it’s not my best work.

Part one

Summary: Reader gets kidnapped, because of Elijah. Then is saved by him and his brothers. After that they talk everything out.

Word count: 1540


Originally posted by fandoms-broke-my-life

For next few days, I had successfully managed to avoid Mikaelsons’ maison and the members of the family.

The atmosphere in New Orleans was slowly getting tighter. Everyone was preparing for a war, that was coming.

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MC was cooking for Ieyasu but she taste a poison meant for him :)

OMG, this is related to Masamune’s event story! Hope you like this! ^^

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“Poison meant for him”

“Is that for Lord Ieyasu?” she asks the retainer holding a small bag. “Yes, it is. Do you happen to know where he is?” The retainer asks her. For some reason, she realizes that he seem a bit awkward and nervous by her approach, as if something was wrong. “He should be training at this time. If you’d like, I’ll hand it to him,” she offers. The retainer hesitates but smiled in return and hand her the bag.

“Please do make sure it is sent to him,” he insists. “What is it?” she asks him with curiosity, wanting to know what was so important that it was to be made sure to be given to Lord Ieyasu. “A special spice from the Europeans,” the retainer answers her.

Her eyes widens at such ingredient. “Then is it alright to use it in his lunch?” she asks him. He nods, telling her it was the best seasoning in food like soup. Then after a farewell, she decides to prepare Lord Ieyasu’s lunch with the ingredient. After starting the preparations, she opens the sealed bag and sees the special spice. The color looks so rich. I wonder how it tastes, she wonders. Her index finger then dips into the spice and a very small portion sticks to it as she brings it to her mouth.

“Mmh, this tastes—” but before she could say another thing, her throat burns and she coughs nonstop. This. What is this? She wants to cry for help but the cough kept coming and she can’t say anything. Her head starts feeling heavy and the next thing she knows, everything turns black…

Meanwhile, Ieyasu, having no idea of the situation trains continuously with his retainers until a maid comes rushing out to tell him what has happened. “What?” His sword falls immediately to the ground.

After dismissing the doctor, Ieyasu returns by his lady’s side. He stares at her helplessly unmoving body. He didn’t wanted to believe the situation that laid right in front of his eyes. She was poisoned but as much as he wanted to punish the one who did this to her, he had no idea who he was and had to wait until she woke up to ask what happened. Her face was much more pale than it had been. He wanted to blame her for her foolish actions but surprisingly couldn’t bring himself to do so. This was when he starts realizing once again how much of an impact she has been to his life.

“Why am I like this?” He softly chides himself for the strong feelings that grew attached to him. If it had never been for her actions and words, he would still be the ruthless and heartless lord he was before the feelings developed. But he couldn’t bring himself to regret these feelings either and buddies his face in the palms of his hands at the thought of the man he’s changed into.

The sound of a shuffle alerts him right away and he looks up to find her slowly forcing her eyes open. “Finally awake now are you? How dare you bring yourself to think it is okay to worry me like this?” although the words are harsh, he sighs in relief at finally being able to know that her eyes were open. She slowly sits up and opens her mouth to speak but the words never comes out. She blinks in confusion and brings a hand at her throat.

Ieyasu knew what this was. The doctor had told him there was a high possibility of her being unable to speak because of the poison and he was right. Ieyasu didn’t wanted to worry her but he knew she would find out anyways. “You’ve been poisoned,” he decides to tell her the truth. Her eyes widens in shock, the fear in her eyes growing strong. He knew this was what she would react as so he wasn’t too surprised but that didn’t hide the fact that he was angry and worried for her. “I’m sure someone like you can remember the face of the person trying to kill her right? Let’s go,” he grabs her arm with no patience to search for the man but her arm forces him back. He looks back at her, the tears in her eyes about to burst out any minute. He sighs and sits back down. “Why stop me when I can kill the guy trying to kill you?” he questions. But then he realizes that she couldn’t speak so he stands up to get a paper and something to write with for her then sits back down and waits impatiently for her to write down her every thoughts.

“The poison wasn’t meant for me, I believe it was meant for you.” Ieyasu blinks in confusion after reading what she wrote. “What are you saying? If it was meant for me, why did you take it?” he asks her. After reading everything she wrote to explain herself, his shoulders slumps. The poison was given for him but she had foolishly tasted it instead. “This is why you are an easy target. If you keep up this foolish act, you’ll die for sure because of your actions,” he keeps on lecturing her on and on then he stops when she looked too dejected for him to ignore. “I will kill him for you, let’s go,” he once again takes her hand to leave but she forces it back again. “What now?”

She could hear the anger in his voice but because they were lovers, she had to bring herself to say what she feels. “I’m scared,” she mouthed the words for him to hear.

He wanted to lecture her again but because he knew she was going to cry, he sighs and brings her into his arms without a word. Touched by the familiar warmth, she nuzzles up against him. “Cry. It’s alright to do at least that,” his voice was surprisingly very soft and gentle. The tears that threatened to fall out finally does so and she cries in his arms. “I promise to get revenge and never let a thing like this happen to you again,” he swore to her as he strokes her back while she cries. Situations like this where she would cry came often so he grew familiar to do such actions to her. His heart sinks every time those eyes cried, as if a knife had stabbed him. She was the only one who could do that to him, and he hated himself for not being able to stop these tears from falling.
Letters to Juliet

This is for the awesome and talented belated birthday girl @howeverlongs for her love and that gorgeous cover, I hope you like this mini drabble in the meantime.

New Orleans (present day - 6 months after the TVD finale)

Klaus thought he was going mad. His eyes flickered opened, slowing trying to gain his bearings as his nose picked up a very familiar scent. It wasn’t just any scent either, it was hers. It was Caroline. It wasn’t the first time though and Klaus knew it wouldn’t be the last given his frequent visions.

“So, is this how you treat all your guests? Or am I just lucky, Mikaelson?” She asked, appearing in the doorway hands on hips. She looked gorgeous as usual, her golden waves falling over her shoulders and those expressive blue eyes staring him down. What he couldn’t quite work out was whether she was real or a figment of his imagination, yet again.

New Orleans - Three months post TVD finale

Klaus remembered that day well. It was a Friday and he’d stumbled out of his studio around 10am after a long night painting. The morning sunlight was spilling in through the large bay window as Klaus walked into his expansive kitchen. He flipped on the kettle switch, hoping that some tea would aid some much needed sleep.

It was the third night that week he’d painted through the night, too restless to sleep. Klaus knew why of course, not that he’d admit it aloud. It had been three months since he sent the cheque. Klaus hadn’t really expected a response but it didn’t mean that he didn’t want one. His thoughts had been filled with her and her reaction. She hadn’t cashed the cheque, that was all he did know. But Klaus needed to know more.

“That scruffy, homeless look is really becoming on you, Niklaus,” Rebekah drawled, breaking Klaus from his thoughts. He didn’t respond just emmited a low growl of frustration. “Good morning to you too, sunshine.”

“To what do I owe the pleasure?”

“Can’t a girl want to spend time with her brother?”

“No,” he shot back.

“I think its time you get some sleep, grouchy, unbearable insomniac isn’t your best look.”

“No, its time he got laid,” his younger brother interrupted, swiping an apple from the fruit bowl on the counter. Klaus rolled his eyes, all he wanted was to have a nice cup of tea and here he was stuck with the bloody peanut gallery. “All of that brooding over blondie isn’t going to relieve the stress.”

“I am not brooding,” Klaus scowled, not even bothering to deny that she was on his mind. “And not that it’s any of your business but I happen to relieve plenty of stress in the studio.”

“Only because all you do is paint Ms Forbes,” Elijah added, opening the fridge door and inspecting its contents.

“Could I maybe get at least two seconds of peace?”

“Not until you open the letter that arrived for you from blondie which Rebekah has in her greedy, little hands,” Kol scowled. Klaus suddenly felt buoyed, he’d been desperate to hear from her for what seemed like forever. He immediately narrowed his eyes in his sister’s direction.

“You took my letter?”

“I was about to bring it to you,” she replied, defensively.

“Only because I insisted she did,” Elijah murmured.

“Did you read this?” He insisted, snatching it from her grasp unexpectedly.

“Unfortunately not,” Kol muttered. “Elijah went all overbearing big brother on that possibility too.”

“Maybe we should leave Niklaus in peace to read his letter,” the eldest suggested, attempting to steer his younger siblings from the room.

“But we’re just getting to the good part,” Kol whined.

“How about I leave instead,” Klaus growled, leaving quickly his cup of tea long forgotten. He wasn’t sure what to expect but all Klaus cared about was that she’d responded. After shutting his bedroom door, he undid the flap equal parts nervous and excited.

The first thing he noticed was his cheque as it fell from the envelope, and floated onto the floor beneath him. Klaus should have known the obstinate blonde wouldn’t take his gift so easily. He sat down on the nearest chair and finished unfolding the white stationery, her neat cursive coming into view.

“Klaus, while I appreciate your kind gesture I cannot accept your rather enormous and quite frankly over the top gift. Might I suggest flowers or chocolate for the next girl you want to impress?” She’d signed it quite formally at the bottom and Klaus let out a small chuckle. In two sentences she’d captured everything he loved about her. That unapologetic pride, that snappy wit and her apparent need to impart advice.

Klaus wasn’t going to let this go and walked towards his desk, scooping up his cheque as he went. It would be a crime not to respond given how much her words spoke to him. He produced a piece of paper and began writing.

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i couldn’t help but smile when magnus threw the gift bag on the floor. i’m sure he doesn’t normally get gifts and the “me?” broke my heart like he really doesn’t believe that someone can buy him a gift (a valentine’s day gift) bc it’s always been his forte. he’s so impatient that he doesn’t care what it came in, he’s touched that alec got him something. the look on his face, of pure happiness, is all magnus bane deserves.

Imagine being a seasoned underground fighter, and the Frye Twins recruiting you into the Rooks

Originally posted by nikashepard

A/N: Ok this was something that was bouncing around in my head and I wrote it down real quick! Not an official request but I hope you enjoy!


“Who dares to take on our champion in the ring?”

The room was cramped as spectators who reeked of alcohol and sweat clambered to watch the fight. Men tore off their shirts and jumped into the ring enthusiastically, but many had to be carted out by their friends after they were soundly beaten by the champion.

The fights were fast and brutal, the sound of bones cracking and the dull thuds of the loser falling to the ground still rose above the drunken cheering and yelling. The ceiling was covered by a cloud of smoke thanks to the wealthier onlookers who smoked as they commented dryly on the latest fight. “A predictable outcome, once more,” One man with a particularly bushy mustache muttered to his counterpart, “These fights are getting quite dull.”

Robert Topping wiped the sweat off his brow, watching the crowd become increasingly less engaged in the fights. He was staring intently at the champion, whose fists flew with precision and hit their marks where it would hurt. He didn’t even notice the two approaching twins until they spoke up to get his attention.

“Looks like a full house today, what’s the special occasion?”

Robert jumped, “Oh! Mr. and Ms. Frye, aren’t you a sight for sore eyes! You’re here to fight, yes? Please say yes. See the fighter standing in the ring? They haven’t been beaten in twenty rounds! Twenty! If they don’t get a challenge soon, the entire crowd will probably have my head!”

“Well, one challenge coming up, then.” Jacob said with a cocky smirk.

You had to admit, this was probably the easiest money you had ever made in your life.

You were waiting impatiently for the next challengers to go up against you, and, truth be told, you were feeling a bit prideful. Twenty rounds had gone by and you were still standing, the worst injury being a bloody nose. You grinned at anyone who looked like they wanted to fight you, hoping someone would take the bait. Lo and behold, a man with a Rooks tattoo and a shilling around his neck hopped into the ring, a grin on his face with the same amount of confidence as yours. The Rooks tattoo immediately set you on the defensive. This man was in a gang, and a rather notorious one. You kept up with the street gossip; they practically manifested from nowhere and built themselves an empire on the bones of the Blighters, the previous head dogs of London’s alleys and backstreets. You’d have to be careful with this one.

“It looks like we’ve a rather promising fight here! Indeed, I wonder which of these fierce brawlers will come out on top?” Topping announced, waving his hands in the air in an attempt to get the crowd to cheer. Only a few clapped, at most.

But while they believed to know the outcome of the fight, you certainly had a change of heart. You got into your stance, squaring up and narrowing your eyes. The man just shrugged, “Twenty rounds, huh? Maybe I’ll actually be challenged this time.”
“And who exactly are you?” You asked, but Topping shouted before he could answer.
“Fight!”

You barely dodged the first punch, his fist knicking your ear. It didn’t hurt necessarily, but you definitely felt the power behind that punch. You went for an undercut, but his other hand intercepted you. You felt your arm get pulled forcefully at him, but, thinking quickly, you used the momentum he created to to punch with your weaker, but free hand. It connected with his shoulder, and you used to opportunity to wrench your hand free.
He was only stunned for a moment, and he was back in an instant. His fist cuffed you in the side of the head, and he followed it up by kneeing your stomach. You gasped a bit, but now you were fueled by a desire to put him in his place. You elbowed his stomach with as much force as you could manage, and you felt pleased to hear the wind get knocked from him. But when you thought you had the upper hand, he kicked your knees out from under you and, for good measure, elbowed your face as you went down.

You caught yourself, but damn, you were certain your nose was broken. The man was in a great position to knock you out, but he seemed to hesitate for just a moment.
“I don’t believe we’ve been properly introduced,” He said, approaching you while you were still down, “The name’s Jacob Frye.”

You bared your teeth in a mock smile, “Y/N L/N.” You replied before kicking his shin from your disadvantageous position. Nevertheless, it worked and Jacob fell onto one knee.
You stood up and took a step back just in case. From where you were, he was facing you while still on the one knee.
“Aw, I’m flattered, but I believe we should stay as friends.” You told him jokingly, winding up a kick.
Jacob cracked a grin, admiring your humor despite the rather bloody state you were in, “I wouldn’t worry,” He deftly avoided your kick and got back on two feet, “I’m not in the market for marriage anyhow.”

In the end, you had managed to give him a bloody nose, a black eye, and a broken wrist. However, he had won, knocking you out for thirty seconds and giving you a broken arm. Topping was certainly pleased, the crowd was cheering and placing bets and yelling things to the two of you- none of which you heard- even after the fight was over. You had accepted the loss; if you were to lose to anyone, you didn’t mind that someone being the leader of the Rooks.

You were nursing your arm and your head, wiping blood from your face every so often as you watched Jacob take your place as champion of the ring. You didn’t notice the well-dressed lady sit down next to you.
“That was an excellent fight,” She began, making you turn your head in surprise, “Do you come to these places often?”
“It’s… a nice way to gain a little extra money on the side. So yeah, I guess I do.”
The woman laughed, “It certainly shows. Maybe you’d consider being more than an underground fighter?”
You blinked, confused, “Uh… what do you have in mind? I already have a legitimate job, you know.”

“I’m not offering you a job, not exactly.” You couldn’t help but stare into her blue eyes as she spoke.
“What would you say to lending your fighting expertise to the Rooks?”
You sputtered, “The Rooks? Then that means you’re…”
“Evie Frye.”
You gaped, then quickly shut your mouth, “I… uh… I’m honored? I don’t know what help I could be, though…”
“You met my brother in the ring, but the Rooks do more than fight. If you aren’t interested in fighting, I do have a position open for more… delicate matters.”
“What would that position entail?” You asked, curious.
Evie smiled, she even laughed a little, “If you really want to know, you’d have to join the Rooks.”
She turned back to face the ring, where Jacob was breaking a man’s arm and headbutting him at the same time, “My brother seemed to enjoy fighting against you; you’re tough, there’s no doubt about that. But I’m sure he would enjoy fighting at your side even more.”
“How do you know that?”
“He was grinning like he always does when he’s excited. That’s how.”
“Oh.”

Evie stood up and brushed some dust off her coat, “Well, I suppose if you are not interested, I understand-”
“Wait.” You stood up after her. She waited expectantly for you to continue, nodding her head once in encouragement.
“Can I think about it? This isn’t something I can decide on right now.”
Evie nodded again, “Of course. Take your time. When you have made a decision, come to the Whitechapel train station.”
“When?”
“Whenever. We’ll be there.”
With that, Evie turned and disappeared into the crowd of onlookers. You stood alone, dazed for a minute or so before you returned to your wounds.
It wasn’t everyday someone was personally offered a place among the Rooks.

It was dark and dreary, rain was pouring down outside the station as you sat near on a bench as you waited. It had been two weeks since you’d seen the Fryes, and while your arm was still injured, it was on it’s way to recovery.

You’d been here for half an hour at most, not quite sure what you were expecting. Evie was probably just kidding when she had said ‘anytime’. Your time had already passed; they already forgot about you.

A black and white train came chugging into the station, notably better than most and you noticed the gold trim glinting in the gaslamp lights. You wondered who possibly owned such a nice train.
It slowed to a stop, the wheels screeching and the steam billowing up from the front. Nobody entered, but two figures stepped out. Your jaw nearly hit the floor when you recognized who those two figures were.

“Ah, L/N! Glad you could make it!” Jacob’s eye was still a bit puffy, but he didn’t seem to hold any grudges over the fight.
“I hope this means you’ve accepted our offer?” Evie added.
You stood up, “I have. As long as I can continue my current job, or if I’m to receive steady payment.”
“You’ll get more than that, my friend!” Jacob patted your shoulder as he motioned to the train, “You’ll get adventure, glory-”
“A chance to be a greater force for good in the name of London’s working people.” Evie interrupted. Jacob huffed, “And that. Come! London is waiting!”

The moment you stepped onto the train, you knew your life was never going to be the same. This was the beginning of a new chapter in your life, and you couldn’t wait to see what the future had in store for you. You didn’t know what to say, but it seems that Jacob had the exact phrase you didn’t know you’d been waiting to hear.

“Welcome to the Rooks!”

Michael Clifford Imagine: Smile

Request: someone is a photographer and is taking pictures in a park and asks a lady to have her picture taken and talks to her for a while and he starts to like her but forgets to ask her name so they have to track her down using the picture he took.


*Michael POV*

“Oh fuck. Ashton what am I going to do, I have taken pictures of every flower in this bloody park and there is about 3 of them, the trees are bare and there are no birds in the sky. I am a failure to Tumblr and the aesthetics and now Luke hasn’t turned up because he is ‘ill’ which is basically code for I got too drunk yesterday, ended up at some random girls house, took two hours to get home and all I want to sleep my hangover away, so now I have no model, no photographs of people and know photographs for my portfolio that needs to be done by Monday and it’s Friday now. And this portfolio is what my next job is for, so no portfolio, no job, no money and then I will die alone with nobody to love me.” I panicked down the phone. 

“I love you, and I’m pretty sure you won’t die alone. Also if you have no money you could busk on the street and get paid that way. It will be fine. Also I think Luke actually is ill and as for your model problem, why don’t you just ask someone in the park.” Ashton tried to reassure me. 

“Yeah, because it’s not creepy to just go up to a person and say ‘Erm hi, this may sound weird but will you be in a few of my photos. But not in a creepy way it’s just that I have a portfolio due and I need it to be done. I promise I am not creepy.’ That doesn’t sound weird at all. I will probably get kicked in the balls.” 

“Michael calm the fuck down, that will not happen. Now grow some balls and go ask someone to help you. They will understand if you show them the portfolio that you have half finished.” Ash said sternly. 

“Okay, fine, but if I get arrested for being creepy you are the one that is bailing me out. Now will you stay on the phone while I wander around the park and try to not look creepy.” 

“Being on the phone with me will not help your creepy look. It will just make you look like you are trying to organise a kidnapping, but sure if you want me on the phone.” He laughed. 

“Thank you, you are so supportive. Tell me again why you can’t come down to the park and help me out.” 

“Because I am very busy doing nothing because I am hungover and I need to sleep and it feels like you’re shouting at me, so I am struggling being on the phone with you right now even though your issue right now is very funny.” 

“I AM NOT SHOUTING. I DON’T KNOW WHAT YOU ARE TALKING ABO-.” “Ow. Shut up Michael.” Ashton interrupted me, while I laughed. “That was not funny, I am hanging up now. Bye, have fun. Don’t get arrested.” 

“Wait Asht-… Fuck.” I said down the phone to know one. 

Right I can do this I thought to myself. Just approach someone and ask nicely and if you show them your portfolio it will be fine. Okay. i saw a girl walking towards me and tried to approach her. She saw me walking towards her and quickly walked around me looking scared. Jesus this isn’t going to be easy. I don’t look that scary do I? I thought to myself.

After an hour of me trying to approach people in the least scary way, I gave up and sat down on a bench. God I’m a failure. I put my head in my hands and tried to calm myself down. 

“Hey are you okay?” I heard a voice say, I instantly lifted my head up, which made the woman in front of my jump slightly back.  

“Huh?” I asked, unsure if she was the one that asked. 

“Erm, I asked if you were okay. You looked depressed and well I have seen you wander around the park staring intently at people, whilst looking depressed. So I was just wondering if you are okay. Unless you are creep and then I don’t care how you are.” 

I laughed slightly which probably made me look a little bit more creepy. “Yeah, I am fine. I’m just a bit stressed. Honestly I am not a creep, I am normal.” 

“Well you don’t look fine, so I am going to ask you what’s up, because I have nothing better to be doing. Also ‘I am normal’ is something a creep would say. However before you ask ‘why are you still talking to me if you think I am a creep?’ I am talking to you because you seem nice and a little too awkward even for a creepy person. So what’s up?” She asked while sitting down next to me. 

“I need pictures for my photography portfolio, however my model and bandmate didn’t turn up because he is hungover and the other one decided that he is also to hungover to walk five minutes, however he is okay to stay on the phone with me while I struggle and then hang up. Also did I mention my work needs to be finished for Monday.” 

“Well. It sound like your life is going worse than mine right now.  

“Wait how bad is your life?” 

“Huh?” She asked, as she stared up at the sky, looking like she was in deep thought and also looking very beautiful. Wait a minute Michael, you have never met this girl, calm down. 

“You said that my life is going worse than yours. What’s your name?” 

I’m Michael. What about yo-” She interrupted me “Oh you know, friends, family. The normal stuff.” She said still staring up at the sky. 

“Yeah, I know that too.” I replied quietly.

“Nice to me you Michael.” She shook my hand before falling silent again. 

We sat in a slightly awkward silence for a while, until she quickly turned to me and practically shouted “WHAT IF I MODEL FOR YOU.” 

“FUCK” I shouted, as she surprised me “I mean yeah, if you want to. If that’s okay.” I said trying to sound normal again.

“Okay, where do you want me.” She winked before walking off, expecting me to follow her.

“I thought you asked me where to go and now you have just wandered off.” I laughed as she turned around to look at me. “Oops.” she smiled before walking off again.

After we had taken pictures around most of the park, we sat down on a bit of grass for a bit to take a break. We talked for a while, until the sound of her phone ringing interrupted us. She spoke briefly before standing up quickly.

“I do apologise. This has been fun, however one of my friends is at the other end of the park and wants someone to go meet her. But really I did have a really fun time. You really cheered me up.”

“Oh okay.” I said slightly disappointed as I stood up too. “Well erm thank you so much for helping me out. You looked really pretty in those photos, well you look really pretty anyway. Wait hold on. I am so sorry I’m ramblin-” I was interrupted again by her phone ringing once more. She answered it and I could tell the person on the other end of the phone was getting impatient. She looked at me, smiled, mouthed ‘sorry’ and then walked away. 

I smiled at the floor, and started looking through the photo’s I had taken. Then I realised something, I never asked for her name and I really like her even though we have just met. What am I going to do. I decided to ring someone. 

“Ashton.” I spoke frantically. 

“I see you haven’t gotten arrested. Unless you are speaking to me from prison. What can I help you with?” 

“I met a really cute girl and she helped me with my photos, but then her friend rang her and she walked away before I had the chance to get her name. She went to meet her friend at the other end of the park, but she could be anywhere now. What should I do?” 

“Hmmmmmm.” He thought for a while “Wait, I have an idea. You said you took her picture, so you know what she looks like. Go look for her in the park, she is more than likely still around if she was going to meet her friend.” 

“Well I have no better idea so here we go. I am about to look like a creep again. I swear to god I am going to get banned from this park. I will call you if I find her.” 

After many awkward encounters of me accidently grabbing the shoulders of random women thinking that they were her, and one threat of being kicked in the balls, I had almost given up. Until I heard a familiar laugh behind me. I turned around and saw her stood under a tree with what I assumed was her friend. She was laughing at something her friend had said and she looked perfect. 

I approached her slowly, slightly nervously. I stopped just behind her and got a strange look from her friend, she turned around to see what her friend was looking at.  “Oh hey Michael.” She said smiling. “Is everything okay. Do you need more pictures?” 

“Pictures?” Her friend said concerned. 

“Oh yeah. I forgot to tell you. He took pictures of me in my underwear for a website.” 

Her friend looked at both of us dumbfoundedly, before me and her started laughing. 

“I fucking hate you.” She said smiling slightly.

“No I don’t need anymore pictures thank you. I was just wondering what your name was. You never told me.” 

“Oh, sorry. I’m Y/n.” 

“Nice to meet you Y/n. I was also wondering something else.” 

“Oh, what’s that?” She smiled.

“Would you maybe want to go on a date with me?” 

“Sure, Michael. I would love to.” She laughed, before writing her number on my hand and walking away.

anonymous asked:

Hey, can you recommend me some good malec fanfics? Don't care if it's fluff or smut (i heard you are a fan of botton!alec 😉 ) just tell me if there's anything good

MALEC FIC RECS #1 

Hello! Thank you for coming to me for this. I have lots of Malec recommendations! Right now I’m just going to give you some of the one’s I have in my new phone but maybe later I will add the one’s I have in my previous phones.

-This fanfics are a mix of a lot of things: fluff, angst, smut (yes, I’m a fan of bottom!Alec :D), some AUs, and some are very dark.

-I put some Notes to express my opinions and other stuff (they are kinda lame :p sorry haha) 

-Just click in the title to open the fic and if there’s an issue with the link just let me know. 

-I put how many chapters each story has and where is posted next to the title.

-They are not in order of how I like them or whatever, it was just how I found them, I put them here.

-Also I put a (*) before the fic title for the one’s I think you should really read!! The one’s I really loved the most of this list.

-I’m sorry if there’s some mistakes in my English, it’s not my native language.

Good Things Come To Those (Who Stutter In Front Of Their Crush) (1/1) (Ao3) 

Summary: Alec is fairly popular, he has his friends and his brother and sister, and no one seems to mind that he doesn’t talk that much. He’s not exactly shy, he’s just awkward and gets nervous around strangers.

Magnus is a senior, a year above Alec, and he’s quite possibly the most beautiful person Alec has ever laid eyes upon. The problem isn’t that he’s a year older, however. It’s that he has a girlfriend.

And, of course, if Alec ever was to start a conversation with Magnus, he’d probably trip over his own feet, stumble over his words, and faceplant into the ground … or something.

The embarrassment just isn’t worth it. Or is it?

Notes: This is a really sweet AU with a cute Alec with glasses.

* Reminiscent (33/33) (Ao3) 

Summary: I’m trivial. I’ve always believed I’m trivial. But he says that’s not true. He says I’m a lot more than trivial. He says I’ll always be more to him. He told me I’m his first of safe and risks. He told me I’m his first in his mind which shouts important and unnecessary recollections. He told me I’m his first of anything but trivial. And I can’t help but wanting to believe him.

Notes: This has a lot of angst, I’m serious. You suffer with this but like I love angst, wow, it was amazing. And the end… well, it ends with angst but also in a good way (?)

Religious Obligations (16/?) (Ao3) 

Summary: The Lightwoods have long since been cursed with corruptibility. In the year of the Angel 1645, Robert made a deal with the devil himself. In exchange for the security of his position, he took an oath to give one of his children. Now the Prince of Hell has come to collect.

Notes: I haven’t read the last chapters, I think I’m in chapter 13 but this story is so good! It has a lot of potential and the plot is really good and unique.

* Tale of Wolves (2/2) (Fanfiction.net) 

Summary: Alec was an Omega. And he had never expected his Alpha, Magnus, would pick him as mating partner. Warnings: Altered ABO, sexual content. A two-part story.

Notes: This is an Alpha/Beta/Omega dynamic fanfic, with mpreg mentioned. Smut. *spoiler* But also how Alec starts to get over his insecurities.

* The Moon wants to shine but the Sun is too bright (14/16) (Ao3) 

Summary: “I don’t like it”, said Magnus.

Alec looked at him with perplexity.

“You don’t like what ?”

“I don’t like it when people are touching my things !” he answered angrily.

Alec frowned, did someone touch Chairman Meow ? He didn’t notice the possessive glare of Magnus focused on him.

Notes: oKaY THIS STORY IS AMAZING! The summary doesn’t make justice to what the story is really about!! It’s amazing!!!! Right now everything is getting solved and I’m impatient for the next chapters!! Oh and angst hehe.

* Five Times Magnus Isn’t a Good Boyfriend And One Time He Is (1/1) (Ao3)

Summary: Being a high profile celebrity makes it difficult for Magnus to find enough time for his personal life. Alec’s feeling lonely after spending yet another night alone.

Or, in which Magnus is spending too much time at work, Alec confides in Chairman Meow, and Magnus tries to make everything better.

Notes: Slight angst but has a sweet end.

* Under Nobody’s Wings (23/?) (Fanfiction.net)  

Summary: The Circle which led by Jonathan Morgenstern was hunting Downworlders. Jonathan’s lover, Alec Ligthwood, suddenly showed up and asked Magnus for help with a baby in his arms. Said Warlock never expected the pain and love followed. Through their way to redemption, something developed between them. *Hints of abuse, sexual content and Mpreg

Notes: amazing plot!!!

Feeling Alive (1/1) (Ao3) 

Summary: Alec has one job and he intends to complete it.

Notes: zombie!au but I’m warning that is tragic. This author’s fics are really angsty but I love them. 

* Satellite (6/6) (Ao3) 

Summary: All Alec wanted was for his family to be safe. Unfortunately, a dangerous mutant ability and a terrifying mistake can’t–won’t–leave him and his siblings alone. If he wants his loved ones to survive, he’s going to have to face his fears, and worse, himself.

Notes: Xmen Universe AU. Again, wonderful plot! This is going to have a second part but it’s not posted yet. This First is finished. This author’s fics are really angsty but I love them. 

* In which Alec regrets wearing black (5/?) (Ao3) 

Summary: Alec is a ballet dancer with a permanent scowl

Magnus is a glittering fashion designer with a knack for gift buying

They meet and misunderstandings take place. This is their story.

*All characters apart from my own belong to the genius that is Cassie Clare*

Notes: oHmYgOd I’m in love with this!!! Ballet dancer!Alec is everything!! So cute and also kind of stalker!Magnus. The author changed slightly Alec’s appearance but I’m ok with it <3. And the chapter are so long!

darling tonight, i’ve got you in my sights (1/1) (Ao3) 

Summary: _

Magnus nips at Alec’s perspiring, over heated flesh with an enthusiastic mouth, tongue flicking out to lap at the subtle rivulets of sweat and his groan reverberates through Alec, deep and intoxicating. His agile fingers stray under the hem of Alec’s shirt, sweeping blistering trails of fire across his abdomen, muscles quivering and tensing under the numbing ministrations. The pure skin on skin contact is devastatingly stunning, by the Angel, and Alec clenches his teeth to smother his cry, head tumbling back onto Magnus’ shoulder.

_

(clubbing and some sexy dancing leads to some hot, rather filthy sex.)

Notes: yeess smut but it’s well written.

Intimacy (1/1) (Ao3) 

Summary: “Here, take what you want, what you need.” the warlock whispered, moving his hands to Alec’s to lace them together.

-=*=-=*=-

Or five times Magnus and Alec failed at having intimate moments and the one time they didn’t.

Notes: It’s literally what the summary says, and powerbottom!alec.

Too Much Of A Good Thing Won’t Be Good For Long (1/1) (Ao3) 

Summary: Boxing AU

Notes: short but so good!!

Bullseye (1/1) (Ao3) 

Summary: When Alec Lightwood is approached by Magnus Bane as a recruitment effort for a mysterious cause, he most definitely doesn’t expect the series of events that follow.

Notes: This includes experiments, if I remember well. A clandestine organization.

Magnus Bane’s School for Young Warlocks (20/25) (Ao3) 

Summary: Alec had never dreamt he’d be a father by the age of 25, let alone the father of a Warlock. He’s sure he can handle it alone, though. He doesn’t need anyone and neither do his kids.

(Or: Alec takes Max to Warlock School and finds himself falling fast for his teacher).

Notes: I haven’t finished reading the last updates but has angst and denial from Alec’s part.

* Counting Lies (1/1) (Ao3) 

Summary: 49. Superhero and Villain AU

The city was torn apart by the fight between the mob families and the vigilantes, but Alec and Magnus were far away from all that. They were just two normal guys in a normal relationship.

Number of lies: 3

Notes: AMAZING!! AND HAS A LOT OF PLOT TWISTS!!!!! Everyone should read this. WOW.

Let’s Put That Mouth To Good Use (1/1) (Ao3) 

Summary: Magnus and Alec discuss their sex life via Cosmo quiz. Sort of.

Notes: This is good smut. I’m just saying that. Hehe.

In the Name of Promise (15/15) (Fanfiction.net) 

Summary: Years ago the Lightwoods asked Magnus for help: sending their only child Alexander to a mundane family and being raised like one. 17 years later Magnus received a call and he had no choice but rescue Alec, both physically and psychologically. *Warnings inside. Malec, AU.

Notes: This story deals with dark topics and Malec’s relationship develops slowly (at least the romantic one).

* Better Angels (10/10) (Ao3) 

Summary: When there’s only one active Shadowhunter in the whole crazy mess that is New York City, it’s bad.

When that one Shadowhunter is living with three adults who are cursed to never leave the Institute’s grounds, two of which hate each other, it’s very bad.

When that Shadowhunter’s happiness and even mental stability is sacrificed in the pursuit of perfection, it’s monstrous.

When that one, fourteen year old Shadowhunter is found crying in an alley by the High Warlock of Brooklyn, it’s a matter of life and death.

Notes: This story also deals with dark and sensitive topics too, like self-harm. Author’s tumblr: @witchlightsands

* Home Wrecker (93/93) (Fanfiction.net) 

Summary: Ever since his Father got caught with another woman and thrown out of the house, cheaters have disgusted Alexander Lightwood. So what is he to do when he falls in love with one? / AU, more chapters to come.

Notes: This a LARGE story, well it has a lot of chapters but they are not that long. I read the story in like 3 days? And it’s good, I mean, I wouldn’t have read it if it wasn’t great. Somethings are kind of… off. But I loved it. ALSO it has age-gap. Magnus is 30 and Alec 18 then 19, I think.

* Take Me Back to the Basics (39/?) (Ao3) 

Summary: Modern Malec AU where you can see every color but the color of your soulmates eyes.

Soulmates are a lost romance that have been shrouded over with fear of abandonment or fear of love, but sometimes lost romances can be brought back. Sometimes all it takes is a color. Maybe the color gold.

Alexander Lightwood thought he was normal. He has a normal family, a normal school, a normal life. But when his parents decide to move him and his two siblings from Chicago to New York, Alec’s would is turned upside down. Between meeting his somewhat famous soulmate and his parents’ demanding an mysterious job, Alec realizes that his life is far more complicated than he thought.

Notes: AMAZING STORY! This is a soulmates AU but also deals with other topics and right now one of the main plots is starting to reveal itself.

BlindSpot (4/?)  (Fanfiction.net) 

Summary: Malec orphanage AU: Magnus has lived there since he’d been nine years old, and now one year before he has to leave the Institute, a new kid comes along. Alec Lightwood hates orphanages, hates foster families. He just wants to be left alone with his anger at the world. Two worlds clash like thunder and lightning and both guys are in for an interesting year.

Notes: This amazing story is written by one of my favorite Tumblr users: @freakypumpkin Also check her other stories in her fanfiction profile, they are awesome! (also check her opinions of the TMI books on her Tumblr, omg <3)

Something Old Something New Something Red (18/?) (Fanfiction.net) 

Summary: The man with the cat eyes spoke, “Alexander?” Alec froze, all the memories, all the dreams that he’d had with this man came flooding back to him. This was his soulmate, his soulmate that he hasn’t seen in much to long.

Notes: Sometimes confusing and sometimes frustrating when some things happen (I’m not going to say them because spoiler) but is good.

* Learning to Be (26/26) (Fanfiction.net) 

Summary: When Alec was 13, he stopped speaking for almost a year. Five years later, Alec is forced to deal with the trauma of his past while learning to accept and love himself. Malec, Alec/Jace friendship and Lightwood family dynamics. See warnings inside.

Notes: Deals with dark topics and has a lot of angst. There’s a second part for this story and you can check it on the author’s profile.

The curse of love (18/?) (Fanfiction.net) 

Summary: While out on a hunt, Alec is cornered by a shapeless demon that seeks to use him to have his revenge against the warlock Magnus Bane. The demon casts a curse making it so that if Alec and Magnus do not vow and prove to love each other forever, the shadowhunter will die, the catch? Alec and Magnus are broken up! loosely based in the song “Sweet curse” by Floor Jansen.

Notes: this curse omg. I’m waiting for the next chapter like crazy because somethings have happened and maybe it’s gonna be over soon.

The heart inside (9/10) (Ao3) 

Summary: “The good thing, it’s that I will get some paid vacations to Los Angeles, and that I am convinced that Alexander Lightwood has a lot to hide. And I will find out every little dirty secret he might have and show it to the world to let them know that their golden boy it’s nothing more than a fake.” I let out and evil laugh. This was going to be fun.

Notes: Interesting story and there’s just one chapter left that the author hasn’t posted and maybe she or he would never post but chapters 8 and 9 wow yay.

* I Won’t Let You Fall (4/?) (Ao3) 

Summary: Alec Lightwood is the most beautiful and talented classically trained ballet dancer at the New York Arts Institute. He’s pressured by everyone in his life to carry the honor of the Lightwood name in the New York performing arts world, he feels trapped in a box. Magnus Bane is the most liked, respected, gorgeous, and innately talented hip-hop freestyle dancer who was accepted to the Institute on scholarship. He puts on the happy face for everyone around him, but inside he is broken and badly scarred by his past. When Alec finds himself wanting to branch out and add free movement to his final senior piece he seeks the help of the one person he’s been secretly drawn to for years. The one person he knows lives very much outside of the box.

Notes: I just read this a few days ago but omg I’m in love with ballet dancer!Alec and I want more!!

* Malec Alphabet Soup (21/26) (Ao3) 

Summary: Twenty six (from A-Z), stand-alone one-shots about Magnus and Alec.

Chapter 1: Anniversary (mpreg)

Chapter 2: Birthday

Chapter 3: Cuddle

Chapter 4: Dork

Chapter 5: Everyday

Chapter 6: Family (part 1 of the Bane-Lightwood Family Series)/(mpreg)

Chapter 7: Goodbye (character death)

Chapter 8: Hand

Chapter 9: Injured (part 2 of the Bane-Lightwood Family Series)

Chapter 10: Jealousy

Chapter 11: Kiss (mpreg)

Chapter 12: Late (part 3 of the Bane-Lightwood Family Series)/(mpreg)

Chapter 13: Mortality

Chapter 14: Neglected (smut)

Chapter 15: Opposite (part 4 of the Bane-Lightwood Family Series)

Chapter 16: Pregnant (Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamic)/ (mpreg)

Chapter 17: Quality (Time) (part 5 of the Bane-Lightwood Family Series)

Chapter 18: Rape (Aftermath) (mentions of rape)

Chapter 19: Surprise (mpreg)

Chapter 20: Timing (spoiler: Tales from the Shadowhunter Academy)/ (smut)

Chapter 21: Upset (Mpreg)

Notes: I just love this. And the mpregs are amazing if you like mpregs. Chapter 21 is a roller coaster of emotions D:

The Babysitter (28/?) (Fanfiction.net) 

Summary: AU story: Alec Lightwood is a freshman at college looking for a job. Magnus Bane is a single parent looking for a babysitter. Magnus thought it would be simple getting a babysitter, and it was. Though it’s not so easy to keep his hands to himself from this sexy freshman… Age-gap, M-Rate later, kinks, smut and other sexiness.

Notes: This story has a lot of smut! Like A LOT!! I’m serious, and like it says it has age-gap for like 6 years? More or less.

Mortal Embarrassment and Other Flirting Techniques (32/32) (inkitt.com) 

Summary: Magnus is at the top of the social ladder, and Alec is the anti-social new kid. Plus there’s a little issue with Hodge and his serious psychosis. High School AU, all human.

Notes: The story is sweet, obviously has its own plot with climax like the Hodge thing and some stuff Magnus does (also another character that I won’t mention…)

Let me love you (1/1) (Ao3) 

Summary: “What?” Magnus said but was soon surprised of the fact that Alec practically ripped his shirt apart throwing it onto the ground of the warlocks loft.

Notes: one word to describe this? PowerBottom!Alec. Huh… I don’t know if that’s one word but whatever.

I hope you like at least one of them <33 I’ll add more later, I don’t know when but I enjoyed doing this. 

Turn Around *Derek Luh Smut*

Request @samxbea​: can it be like he’s on tour for so long and then he shows up for surprise and they have some fun… If you know what I mean haha. I want it to be cute through the text messages but smut when he gets home you know?

This is probably the worst smut ever written

Blurb Requests: Closed
Imagine Requests: Closed
Text, IG & Twitter AU Requests: Open

Enjoy!


You slowly turn around in your bed and find Derek standing in the doorway of your bedroom.


“How did you…?” as far you knew Derek wasn’t suppose be back for another 2 weeks. “I lied cuz I know how much you love surprises” Derek tells you, he’s such a dick you hate surprises.


“You’re so good to me” you say and sit up “Are you just gonna stand there or…?” you ask now that you were getting over the shock you were starting to feel…excited. 


“Why don’t you go back to doin’ what you was doin’ before I got here and I’ll just stand here and enjoy the view” Derek winks at you “Seriously its been two months and all you wanna do is stare at my ass?” you complain.


“Oh y/n, I wanna do so much more then stare at your ass” he admits “Okay so why are you still over there?” you whined but only because you know he hates when you do.


Then finally Derek was standing in front of you “You know how I feel about whinny bitches” he tells you pushing you so you fall back onto your pillow “Must’ve slipped my mind there for a second” you say trying to be as innocent as possible “I’m sure it did”


You spread your legs apart allowing him to crawl in between them.


“You missed havin’ me here, didn’t you?” He asks you and you know by here he means between your legs, hell yeah you missed having him there.

“Nope not really” you mess with him “Oh really? I guess I’ma have to make you rethink that” he finally kisses you, since it’s been so long you were practically just turned on by his presence.

“I guess you will…daddy” you say raising your hips a little to rub against him “…you little hoe”  He kisses you again, and you continue to rub up against him, feeling him thru the thin fabric of your leggings.

Derek sits up and pulls at your shirt “Off” he tells you while pulling his own shirt off tossing it to the floor and you do the same, revealing that you weren’t wearing a bra “You sure no one told you I was comin’ home today?” “Oh please if I would’ve known you were coming I would’ve already been naked, now if you’re just gonna stare I’ll do the rest myself” you confess.


You bring your hand to the top of your leggings only to have him grab it quickly and hold it over your head, then doing the same with the other one “Don’t touch anything, not me or yourself, I won’t hesitate to tie you to this bed”


It’s true he’s done it before, Derek saw 50 Shades of Grey then asked you if you wanted to make “50 Shades of Luh” and who were you to say no to sex.


You laugh “Whatever you say”


“Damn right it’s whatever I say…” he kisses you one last time before moving down to your neck “Mmmm…ow” he bit you a little to hard he loves to mark his territory as he puts it.


“like you ain’t like some pain with your pleasure” he laughs and continues leaving marks biting but not as hard, you were getting impatient now so you reached for one of his hands.

“You just don’t listen…Okay getting impatient I see” you had taken his hand and placed it on your exposed and neglected chest.


You say nothing, instead you let out a quiet moan as he finally shows your boobs some attention, mouth working on your nipple  while squeezing the other. Before you even realize what you’re doing, you’re hand was all caught up in his hair and then your wrists were being restrained and he was looking down at you, you roll your eyes “Listen get the fuck outta here with those rules it’s been two months I’ll touch you if I want too”


“Fine but…we go twice its about you first, then you can sit on my dick” you shrug “Sounds like a plan now will you take my fuckin pants off?”


He laughs then kisses you “As you wish princess” he then moves back down your body.


Finally your leggings are gone and you’re now sitting up leaning back on your hands, you always prefer to watch, again you get impatient and since you were so use to doing this your fingers make contact with your clit.


“No” your hand was tossed away “I swear if you don’t put something in me already I’ll find someone else who will” you tease you would never.


“Like who?” He laughs and looks up at you and you then purposely say “Pierre…mmm fuck, finally” you moan, you now have two of his fingers moving quickly inside you.


“You think grandpa can go as long as me?” You shrug at his question “Guess I’ll have find out one day” you tease “Yeah over my dead body, this…this pussy is mine baby” he replaces his fingers with his mouth, focusing mostly on your clit cuz he knows you love that.


“Shit…” you moan, he’s way too good at this.


“God…don’t stop” you bite down on your lip and let your head fall back “Fuck” you look back down at him and he stops, pushes you back again, crawling back up you.


“Ain’t nobody else ever gonna make you feel like I do” clearly  you pissed him off and you loved it “Why are you still wearing pants…” You ask ignoring Derek’s comment.


Seconds later


“Is this…what my little whore  wants?” He’s teasing you with just the tip you weren’t looking at him but you could practically hear the smirk on his face “Fuckin yes”


“Yes what?”


“Stop teasing  and just fuck me already” you whine “Stop whining” he tells you, he so annoying.


You managed to switch your positions even though Derek is like 2x bigger than you, in more ways than one ;)


“You’re taking to long, Pierre would never treat me this way” you tease only to wind up back on your back, and without warning he’s inside you.


“The only dick your pussy wants is the one that’s in it right now” he tells you before kissing you and beginning to move.


“You keep looking at me like that I’ll fuckin explode right now” he groans and you continue to stare up at him thru your eyelashes and bite down harder on your lip.


“Fuck y/n…even after all the times I destroyed this pussy you’re still tight as fuck” he tells you moving quickly in and out of your opening “fuck…feels so good” you moan “I know, I missed you so much” he kisses you, you both moan.


You pull away “…don’t stop” you say quietly since you couldn’t seem to find your voice at the moment “God damn you feel amazing”


“Please” you feel yourself getting close to your end “what y/n? Please what?” face now buried in your shoulder


“Make me…god damnit” he reaches down to play with your clit again.


“Are you gonna cum for daddy?”


“Yes!” Your voice is back


“Do it, oh fuck” he groans as you tighten around him


“hmmm, so…fuck, yes” Before you even finish you feel yourself release all over him, he doesn’t stop until he does the same seconds later.


Moments later he’s now next to you.


You turn onto your side and stare at Derek and all you say is “Hey” he looks at you “Bitch, get your fuckin ass over here, fuckin Pierre I’m gonna kill you” you laugh as he pulls you toward him.


“Oh please, you know I was joking”


“That was still so fucked up and mean” he pouts, “Stop being a big baby, I’ll make it up to you tonight” you reassure him “Why tonight?” “Because I told you, making up for lost time doesn’t mean we have to do it by having sex for days, we’re dating not fuck buddies”


“Fine, fine I guess we could leave the house today”


You shrug and get out of bed “I wonder if Pierre wants to go shopping” he groans “I hate you” “Why are you lying? Pierre would never do that” he sits up fast “Y/n…” “Okay, okay I’ll stop but seriously get dressed, we’re going to get my nails done” you tell him then turn and walk into your bathroom.


He walks in seconds later in nothing but underwear “I said no more sex” you say looking at him thru the bathroom mirror “I know, I just realized since I’ve been back I haven’t told you that I love you” you smile and turn around “That’s cute, I love you too, you’re not allowed to leave for at least another 3 months” 


“I’ll make you a deal, you stop fuckin around with me and saying that fuck faces name and I won’t go anywhere unless you’re okay with it” he tells you and you pretend to think about it “Hmm..” “Just say yes” you laugh, and kiss him.


“I think I can do that”


anonymous asked:

I don't think I should continue living on. I keep leaving the wrong people beause I have this thing where I get paranoid and leave anyone who acts suspicious, I'm paranoid of how others think of me when they look at me, I'm failing in chemistry, people who I thought were my friends made up stuff about me wanting to kill someone and when I tell my parents they just go 'keep working'. Like I want a reason to continue, but I'm starting to get impatient tbh.

I think you should consider talking to a counselor or therapist. They can really help you and its important to have someone you can talk to about this kind of stuff. 

As for a “reason to continue” there isn’t always like a clear cut reason, but if you can just think of the fact that like, you are alive? ANd that means you can eat foods you like and listen to music and experience all the amazing things that life has to offer? If you can do things like that and make yourself happy then that’s a pretty damn good reason to continue. To experience what life has to offer and have a nice time <3