working on aqua’s look when he still lived on and served homeworld and his backstory a lil. (EDIT: i added one w no color correction so u get a better idea of his past palette)
summary: a less valued cousin to other beryl gems like emerald and bixbite, aquamarine is still a very sturdy and appealing stone making them just bordering upper middle class. most aquamarine’s are used in navigation and anthropology/biology, specifically exploration of other galaxies and solar systems and are tasked with studying the culture and appeal of other species. a natural dauntless aura, strong intuition, and the curiosity of a child make these gems resilient and the perfect specimen for astronomical exploration and cultural anthropology and an innate leader.
specifics: when aquamarine lived on homeworld he was more reserved and refined, but only somewhat. a captain of a ship and leader of one of blue diamond’s exploration teams, aqua was like an informant to blue diamond’s court on possibly habitable planets and the behaviorism and societal tendencies of any intelligent species he and his team came across. but when sent to earth to take a few organic samples and do a routine “check up” on the evolutionary progress of humans, he fell in love with everything he saw. he had only ever heard of earth before and what he witnessed humans create with their own minds and two bare hands had him completely baffled. homeworld was centuries, posssibly even millennia ahead technology wise but homeworld’s sole purpose was to conquer and grow like a hive. he fell in love with how humans went from relying on what they created to keep them alive and knowing only practicality to inventing and building just for shits and giggles. having a strong curiosity for all things new and unique aqua felt right at home. he kept his distance at first but over time adapted to what he saw and started to take on more “human” mannerisms, explaining the sarcasm and horrible fashion taste of current aqua.
***Can you believe we have to go through a 3 month hiatus until we get new episodes again? What to do on Mondays from now on? Well, I know it is not the same but how about reading some amazing Malec fics? Because there simply can’t be enough Malec love out there and somehow it makes the wait to see these two back on our screens a bit more bearable
if you ask me.
Anyway, I hope you gonna enjoy this 4th edition as much as the previous ones. Again, a huge thank you to everyone who left notes and/or told me how much they enjoyed these recs. It’s very much appreciated, so yes, if you want me to
continue doing this, let me know, okay? Have fun reading!***
When agent Alec Lightwood is given his first kill hit, he doesn’t expect
much trouble. Of course, he also doesn’t expect it to be a cheerful
assassin who lands him in a whole load of trouble. Enter Magnus Bane:
an assassin turned thief who reluctantly teams up with Alec - and The
Clave - after he pisses off a very important and powerful crime boss,
Valentine Morgenstern. In a world of violence and unjust laws, can the two put aside their differences and work together? Aka: in which Alec is sent to kill Magnus, doesn’t, and then really wishes he had. (but not really).
With Valentine still at large, a crisis threatens to split the Shadow
World in two, testing the loyalties of everyone on both sides of the
line. But choosing between duty and honor, family and love is never
easy, especially when war is on the horizon.
New graduates and best friends Magnus and Alec have
both graduated from the University of Idris with top honors. Graduation
and family expectations, however, carved out two very different paths
for their lives.
Making the age-old promise on graduation night
to get married if they were still single by thirty had been an easy
agreement to make. There was no chance it would, or even could, ever
possibly happen. It simply wasn’t legal.
coincidentally re-enters Alec’s life eight years later, each are
confronted with the unsettled reality of their lives, and the rekindling
of long-buried feelings for the other. They decide to reinstate the
promise they had made as motivation to get back into the dating scene.
But can they push aside their own feelings for each other as they go on this journey of finding true love?
Or: the “Single by 30” Malec AU that nobody asked for.
After the MORTAL WAR that wiped out the JEDI ORDER and
the reconstruction of THE CLAVE to govern the galaxy, military force,
THE CIRCLE, has been monitoring planets for any trace of remaining
intergalactic terrorism and obliterating possible threats under the name
of peace. Each strike leaves death and destruction behind.
Senator, General Luke Garroway, leads the DOWNWORLDER RESISTANCE, a
counterpoint to the Circle, in hope of finding enough evidence of abuse
of power to dismantle the organisation and restore real peace and
justice to the galaxy.
In order to do so, Luke has sent Izzy
Lightwood, his most daring pilot, and the mysterious Magnus Bane to
search for survivors of the last attack…
“Mhmm,” Magnus hummed as they broke apart and he rocked
his hips minutely, the slight movement enough to make them both shiver.
“This is getting dangerously close to one of my fantasies, so maybe we
should stop, if you don’t want this to go any further.”
“What fantasy?” Alec murmured, craning his neck up again to brush his
lips against Magnus’ but the warlock teasingly moved just out of reach.
“Well,” Magnus started, looking at Alec through half-closed eyes and
with a hint of a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth, “I have never
had sex inside the Institute.”
When Detective Alexander Lightwood-Bane is called to the site of a
bizarre murder, he doesn’t expect to recognize the victim, but that’s
exactly what happens. Alec met the wealthy entrepreneur at an event with
his husband, the flamboyant and enormously wealthy Magnus
Lightwood-Bane. When a second victim is found, Alec and his partner,
Jace Herondale, realize that their killer has a “type.” Unfortunately,
Magnus just so happens to fit that type.
Magnus Bane is a famous stripper, used to pretty boys falling in love
with him after one dance. The feeling is hardly ever mutual. But when he
meets the freshly turned twenty-one year old Alec lightwood, he can’t
take his eyes off him, and they find themselves in love quicker than
Alec and Magnus have been friends since high school. They both love each
other but are afraid to say anything because they believe the other one
doesn’t feel the same way and it’ll ruin their friendship.
Alec and Jace are working on an overdose case and are stuck. Can Magnus be the one to help them solve the case?
Magnus Bane loved New York. I mean, what other city in the world held Christmas raves?
especially loved it when he managed to convince Ragnor and Catarina to
join him. Spending time with your chosen family during the holidays was
the best thing in the world.
The only thing that could make it
even better, however, would be getting to know that very attractive
stranger that just wouldn’t take his eyes off Magnus. Tall, dark and
handsome was just what Magnus wanted to end his amazing night.
All he needed was an opportunity and it came, in the form of a well-placed mistletoe.
Magnus Bane agreed to volunteer at a children’s hospital on Christmas
Eve, wanting to help make sure the kids got the most wonderful evening.
Turned out the kids weren’t the only one who were gonna have a merry
Christmas, Magnus realised when he met the young Doctor Lightwood during
his time at the hospital.
or, the ’i sneaked into this huge house party for some free alcohol but
you asked me how i knew the host and the first excuse i could think of
was that i’m dating their sibling, so i basically just lied to you about
going out with you’ au
Somehow, they end up with Alec flat on his back and Magnus straddling
him, his hands cradling Alec’s jaw while his tongue explores the
nephilim’s mouth. It’s a slow, lazy, and unhurried kiss. The kind of
kiss that says ‘there isn’t anywhere else I would rather be right now’ and ‘I want to explore every inch of your body’ and ‘I love you’.
If Magnus were more alert, he probably would’ve recognized the obvious
signs of someone being in the loft: the boots by the front door, the
leather jacket laying on the couch, the empty wine glass sitting on his
drink cart, but as it is, he doesn’t notice anything off until he’s
standing right in front of his bedroom door and realizes the light is
There was one simple and unique rule about being
friends with Magnus and Alec: never, ever, no matter the circumstances,
not even if you were drunk as an armada of skunks, engage into a debate
about pop culture with either of them, and especially not the both of
Magnus Bane has a problem with that arrogant brat that
keeps showing his face to every important street race in the city. Damn
Jace Lightwood and his annoying habit of winning even though he’s just a
stupid high school boy. That’s insulting.
Fuck Jace. But more importantly, fuck his sweet looking older
brother, who just happen to not have the slightest idea of who Magnus
is. If everything goes according to plan, Magnus will have put Jace back
to his insignificant place and gotten lucky with a gorgeous oblivious
Big sister knows what’s up Prompto. You can’t keep secrets from the queen. In which our young Incubi Prompto is trying to hide is affections for a certain prince, but Luna knows better! Luna sees all…I wanted an excuse to draw horns last night, it started off with Luna solely, but then I added Prompto shortly after hahaha! Colorful horns are colorful!
Jyn Erso: exploding fireworks, shots with friends, beat up combat boots that are practically destroyed but never going to bring replaced, drinking under the stars, hot wiring a car on a dare, skinned dipping at night, winging at exam, drunken chats at 3 am with your best friend, texts in emoji, borrowed shirts, ripped jeans, cat-sly smirks, chortling at attempts at being sexy, scuffed converse, chipped nail polish, days old eyeliner, no sense of personal space, sharing seats, arms slung over shoulders, chin-tilted-eyes-glinting-staring-you-in-the-eye-defiance, spitfire words thrown at you to cut to the bone, bruised knuckles, rough kisses, whispered apologies to the night
Cassian Andor: leather jackets, stone-still water, cold eyes and face, grease and oil, dirty hands, one favorite coat, loyal forever once you’re proven, whiskey bottles, maps in the glove box, box of bad memories, rare half-smiles, rarer grins, hooded eyes in a smokey bar, piggy-back rides at 2 am, swimming in the ocean at night, smoking on the roof under the stars, campfires and constellations, pet names in another language, scruffy beard and bags under eyes, perfect A+ exam with minimal studying, unreadable eyes staring you down, ice-cold voice tearing open half-healed wounds, bloody lip, calloused hands over smooth skin, teeth on skin, apologizes without speaking