shimmery shirt

ldyenki  asked:

Its been noted that S2 Magnus's clothes/accessories are a bit toned down/less colorful than S1. Prompt/Idea: Magnus is afraid of scaring Alec off and so is toning it down, wearing darker colors thinking it will make Alec 'my entire wardrobe is black' Lightwood more comfortable. But Alec actually really likes the always changing dyed hair and is wondering why he hasn't seen Magnus wear that shimmery blue shirt in awhile.

okay i really can’t believe i didn’t answer this one because this is too real. like, just imagine alec and magnus curled up in bed some lazy sunday morning (in a universe where things go right for them for once and no one is banging down magnus’s door for him to save them, idk a girl can dream..) and alec is just like studying magnus’s face with a soft smile on his lips and magnus finally asks “what?” all soft and kind of vulnerable and alec is just totally oblivious like “you never wear the gold sparkly stuff on your eyes anymore” and magnus is like “oh. i didn’t know you liked it?” kind of phrasing it as a question and alec just gives him a look like ‘duh, have you seen you?’ and says something like “i liked when you put color in your hair too, remember it was gold that night we had drinks after you healed luke?” and magnus is just like quietly dying that he actually remembers and after that all of the colors come back and everything is right in the world the end

Some Rare Affection

This is one of my first request one shots that I’ve done! I hope you like it. Here is the originial request:

Can you do a DeanxReader where maybe one morning the reader is staring at mirror and she sheds a tear. She’s not the skinniest or the most beautiful (she’s dating dean) he asks her what’s wrong? She flinches when she hears him and tells him how she feels. Dean kisses her and he surprises her by taking her out on a date and he remind her of how much she means to him. That he loves her and that she always been beautiful

Author: imaginemethisplease

Warnings:  A little swearing

Word Count: 1,826


“Damn it.” You said as you ran your hand along the scar made on your stomach from a hunt a few months ago. After a close friend of yours died mysteriously you devoted your life to hunting whatever creatures were out there. You were pretty new to the whole experience but you had never felt safer than with the company of the two Winchester brothers. The two boys had taken you in after seeing the sorry hunter you made when you first began. The bunker they lived in had become your home.

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Sometimes I really love The 1975 so much.

The 1975 played the Top of the Pops on New Year’s Eve and Matt Healy wore a shimmery shirt, so all is well. 

That’s all. Enjoy “Chocolate”


A belated introduction to an item of clothing I like to call: the shimmery black shirt of molten death.

Honestly, this is the silkiest, most indulgent fabric I have ever seen you put on your body, Thomas. You are gleaming like a fucking star - or perhaps a black hole would be more apt considering the colour, a black hole sucking all of our lives into the plunging vortex of his plunging neckline.

P.S. That is a very smug little face you have there, you smartass. Pfft. You are gorgeous. Shut up.