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i am in love with your poems. they're so beautifully written. you have a brilliant mind. thank you for sharing your lovely art with us <3

JazakAllahu khair this is beautiful to know

Allah bless you always!

I was honestly unable to resist and help myself by commissioning -the ever darling and awesome- @soddingcloudgazer for another piece, this time of my Jharna Ryder with Suvi ;^;!!! Thank you IMMENSELY for this beautiful piece 💙!!!!

For @abloodneed, one of the most amazing, beautiful men alive. Thank you for always being you.

There were certain things that Magnus feared. The loss of a loved one—his mind flashed to quick strides, dark hair and hazel eyes—, the loss of a friend—his breath caught at the image of dark eyes, dark hair streaked with grey, twin horns, and skin grown cold—, and the loss of his children—the downworlders he’d taken underneath his wings. His fingers dug into the oak coffee table, scouring the wood as his mind supplied him with images of everyone of them that he’d lost. Drawing in breath was hard, like he was suffocating, a direct contradiction to the cool breeze wafting into the outdoor patio of the mundane bar he’d decided to visit. Sometimes, he just needed that time to himself, amongst the mundanes that entertained him with how they scurried about in their daily lives, unaware of the world that existed in the shadows.

He did just that at the moment, watching them go about their lives when suddenly, everything… froze. From the waiter who had been heading to his table, to the lovers celebrating their recent engagement. Even the late night dog walker and her dog were frozen in place, her with a hand halfway up her hair, and the dog with his tongue half pulled into his mouth. As he took in the the sight, everyone frozen as far as he could he could see, and as he heard those footsteps, calm and unhurried, that oozing mass of power that would cower a lesser man, have them scurrying away or bending their heads in submission, Magnus came face to face with his biggest fear.

“Drinking alone,” a voice he’d heard only once in his life and had hoped he would never hear again wafted out to him, moments before the owner of the voice slid into the seat across from him. White suit—expensive as expected, stretched over a tall lanky form. “Now that doesn’t suit you Magnus,” he drawled as he casually shrugged off the jacket, undid the diamond studded cufflinks so he could roll up his sleeves and show off his forearms. Long lean fingers reached up to run through hair that was kept in place by the crown of barbed wire on his head. He waved his hands and men—shapeshifting demons, Magnus was sure—who’d accompanied him all gave them a wide berth.

“And how would you know what suits or doesn’t suit me,” Magnus tossed back as he reached for his glass of bourbon. “You don’t know me.”

The man grinned, teeth sharp in the moonlight. “Now, now Magnus. Why would you say that? Is that how you speak to your father?”

Magnus raised a brow and took a sip of his bourbon, eyes hard as he stared back at Asmodeus.

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I know I usually have a cute piece of art to put up here but my hubby is already hard at work for that and it will take some time, but I just couldn’t wait to thank you all! You all bring me such great joy and I hope that I bring some sort of happiness to your lives in whatever small way that I can. 

So now is the time for some shoutouts to the peeps on here that help make my world spin, friends and creators alike!

Originally posted by aqua-isabelle

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happy birthday to the best giffer and most sincere suho stan, caroline!
@suhocean​, i love you beyond the moon and back

Cinnamon Roll

Pairings: Bucky x F!Reader, Stony


Hi! First of all, I’m in love with your chatrooms. Thank you for them. They are brilliant!! Can you do a chatroom where BuckyxElemental!Reader hate eachother, Bucky acts harsh on her, but with the help of the Avengers they realize they actually love eachother and care for eachother so much? And I’d love to see StevexTony moments!!❤️(Stony is cute haha) And and and fun time with Thor and Loki :) Also I’d be so happy if you’ll add Matt Murdock too :) I’m so sorry I asked to much but that’s all 🙈    (a/n: <3 you are so sweet, thank you, no problem!)

A/N: the chat title menu grows, now serving cinnamon rolls.

Thor has created a chatroom.

Thor has added Loki, Natasha, Clint, Bruce. 

Thor:  END THIS!

Bruce: End what?

Thor: This awkwardness… it is almost tangible.

Bruce: What?

Natasha: Bucky and Y/N have been glaring at each other for 2 hours straight and we’re still 3 hours away from the compound.

Thor: I cannot withstand this anymore!

Bruce: Ohhh, that. Sorry I was watching cat videos. Didn’t notice.

Loki: May I suggest throwing Barnes out the jet and watch on as he plummets to his demise? That would surely end the tension.

Thor: Brother, you can’t just use murder to solve all your problems!

Loki: It’s worked in the past!

Natasha: Bucky is at fault and I’m starting to like Loki’s plan…

Loki: See, Thor! Natasha agrees! Lure him to the door and I’ll push him out.

Thor: We are not murdering Sir Barnes despite his dishonorable words towards Lady Y/N.

Clint: Why did Loki even come on the mission?

Natasha: We need to do something. They’re always fighting and I can’t take it anymore.

Bruce: Why don’t we get Bucky to apologize?

Loki: Why don’t we THREATEN HIM WITH VIOLENCE to apologize?

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anonymous asked:

This can surely not be an original thought but what I need in life is Simon referring to Magnus and Alec as Malec and Magnus gets it because duh hes Magnus but Alec is like ??? And Clary explains to him this important part of Mundane culture. Magnus gets them coffee cups with Malec printed on them.

Magnus Bane/Alec Lightwood
Rating: G, Word Count: 615
Canon Universe, Fluff, POV Alec, Alec doesn’t understand Mundane culture

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They don’t get many days like this, where they can just hang out and do nothing. Now that the whole mess with Valentine and The Circle is over, they’re a little more frequent, but there are still Demons slipping into this dimension, there are still Downworlders and Shadowhunters who think the Accords don’t apply to them. So when they get a chance to relax, they take full advantage.

They’re all at Magnus’ loft, Alec and Magnus, Jace, Isabelle, Clary, Simon, and Maia said she might stop by when her shift at the bar is over. Alec would’ve loved to have Magnus to himself, but having his boyfriend curled into his side while watching Jace and Simon argue over the rules of Snakes and Ladders, is almost as much fun.

‘What did I miss?’ Isabelle asks from behind a stack of pizza boxes. Clary immediately jumps up to help her, and the two distribute the food.

‘You were gone for five minutes,’ Alec points out.

‘With all of us here, a lot can happen in five minutes,’ Isabelle says.

‘Not this time,’ Simon says. ‘Jace is being a stubborn ass–’

‘My most charming trait,’ Jace grins.

‘–and Malec is being adorable. Nothing new,’ Simon finishes.

The entire room falls silent. Alec frowns. What did he just miss? And what the hell is Malec? He looks to Jace for help, but his brother is looking at Simon with vicious delight. Isabelle looks just as confused as Alec feels, but then her eyes widen and she lights up with pure joy. Clary has her hand clapped over her mouth like she’s trying to hold back her laughter. 

Alec looks to Magnus next, but his boyfriend has his phone out, scrolling through websites with a soft smile on his face. There’s a glint in his eyes that Alec knows to be wary of. The last time that glint appeared, it ended with Magnus assigning one of the lesser used guestrooms to the fire breathing snake he took back from Camille.

‘What just happened?’ he finally asks.

‘Uhm…’ Simon looks pained, and if he were still able to blush, his face would be bright red.

‘You gave them a ship name,’ Jace grins, then starts laughing.

‘I love it,’ Isabelle says, patting Simon on the shoulder.

Simon drops his head on the coffee table with a groan.

This doesn’t help Alec figure out what just happened. If anything, it makes things more confusing. He raises his eyebrows, waiting for anyone to actually explain things.

‘It’s a Mundane thing,’ Clary says.

No wonder he has no idea what’s going on. Out of everyone here, he’s the least versed in Mundane culture.

‘When people are in a relationship, or others think they should be in a relationship, they mash their names into one word.’ Clary scrunches her nose like she’s thinking. ‘There’s a lot of variations actually. Sometimes they take traits of the people and mash them together. And they do it with friendships, too.’

That sort of explains it. A little.

‘Anyway, Malec is Magnus and Alec,’ Clary adds, realizing he’s not really following.

‘That’s ridiculous,’ Alec says, unwilling to admit he kind of likes it. There’s now a word that specifically means his relationship with Magnus.

‘Too bad,’ Magnus says, holding up his phone. On the screen there is the order for two mugs with “Malec” written in beautiful cursive. One mug is gold, the other green.

‘Couldn’t you just have snapped your fingers?’ Alec asks.

‘Never use magic when there are true craftsman out there, my love,’ Magnus says.

Alec smiles and presses a kiss to the top of Magnus’ head. At least it’s not another fire breathing snake.

anonymous asked:

I live for finding new music so I really appreciate your playlists every month, you have a brilliant taste in music

Thank you so much!!!!! I really love finding new songs to share!!!!


So as many of you know, my birthday happened to fall on the first day of ECCC, and when in fact the fabulous @valkyrie1969 was due to deliver the GiftDolls to Cait. It just seemed serendipitous that it would happen on my special day! 

So as we all now know, she was indeed able to hand them over to Cait, the latter was absolutely thrilled with them, and I will squee forever for that alone, but what I didn’t understand, until today, this St. Patrick’s Day (very appropriate) when a wee parcel turned up, was the rest of the story….

It seems that the ECCC ladies have been keeping secrets….sneaky sneaks! 

So apparently, Val had picked up a birthday card for me, just before her trip to Seattle, with the intention of getting all the ECCC ladies to sign it - such a sweet gesture - but bold and brilliant lady that she is, she just happened to ask Caitriona Balfe to sign my birthday card instead, as the latter was looking at the Giftdolls in their vintage case. It seems that because Cait was so taken with the dolls, that gave Val the courage she needed to ask!!! 

Now obviously she wasn’t really allowed to do it, but as you can see, she bloody did it anyway! 🎉🎉🎉🎉 🎉

All I can say is, thank you, thank you, thank you @valkyrie1969, you are a legend. What a brilliant idea! 😘

And as for Cait, well, she truly is a Queen of Kindness! What a lovely lovely gesture! I will treasure my birthday card forever! 

So excuse me, while I just go find somewhere to *SQUEE FOREVER*



(Not sure if you care or not) But my dad was looking around at old CDs and found this..

Originally posted by clementineterror


It’s a Buck Girl Thing (3/?)

Based loosely on ‘It’s a Boy Girl Thing’ (2006)

Summary: You (female reader) pine after Steve Rogers whilst Bucky is being a little shit. One night after an argument on the rooftop you wake up in each other’s bodies.

Pairing: Steve x Reader

Word count: 2.5k

Warnings: Sexual content and swearing

A/N: Hey I’m sorry there’s not much happening in this chapter but it’s a sizeable chunk now so I thought I’d post it out to you! I hope it’s not too boring for you?

Also, I know I need a masterlist for this - hopefully it’s done for the next chapter…


Originally posted by capsteverogers-things

You marched toward your old bedroom – it was high time you cleared this up because how could Bucky be so casual about all this, yet you found it so antagonising? Why did it seem like a punishment to you, but he was casually strolling around the kitchen, smirking and flirting and being his usual ass-self? This was not fair, and you were on a mission to set things straight.

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