I'm your first ever Shadowhunter, huh? @malecxlightwoodbane - Tumblr Blog

hwob-deactivated20190729

I love you… more than anyone in the world.

bathylychnops

deleting files makes me so scared what if i Needed That

artofthecatt

oh snap

natequarter

"gender envy or attraction?" both. i want to be him AND i want to fuck him.

lierdumoa

Stop tagging your non-explicit AO3 fic ace-friendly.

Saw a fanfic summary in the Sandman tag that pissed me off.

At least half the explicit fic on ao3 is written by asexuals

Fictional written porn is not real life sex. Whether or not you like reading/writing fictional written porn has no bearing on whether or not you experience real life sexual attraction.

Liking zombie apocalypse movies does not mean you want a zombie apocalypse to happen in real life.

Fiction is not reality.

Equating asexuality with sex negativity is, however, acephobic.

soundwave-is-true

The tag “ace friendly” fic is too close to kid friendly to not be infantilizing, and assumes there’s only one kind of ace, but we’re not a monolith. We have micro labels galore specifically because we’re not a monolith and have varied opinions especially about sex and explicit content.

We have a tag/rating for non explicit it’s called gen or general audiences. If you’re looking, there it is.

Standard ao3 tagging etiquette is plenty good enough. If I’m not interested in taking my ace self to the explicit works I won’t. If I am having a normal one and traipsing around the explicit tags I’m still fine, worst case scenario -click the back button. Like everyone else. The aces must be protected from smut/kink/reality that other people bang group is a vocal minority with a volume bump from the right. Not actually representative of most ace people.

somariel

Speaking as a person who falls under one of those micro labels on the ace spectrum (and it IS a spectrum, not a single point), I actively enjoy reading fics rated Mature due to sex, and even fics rated Explicit.

whetstonefires

i kept reading 'ace friendly' as meaning 'avoids the othering sensations created by amatonormativity' and getting burned by fic that absolutely did not do this

dailymagnusbane

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acoupleofcows

how do you fly with no wings. how do you breathe without dreams.

malecwood-deactivated20161120

Season 1 vs. Season 2

( Can we please take a minute to look at Magnus’ hand. Always aims to touch Alec, but pulls his hand back at the last second. Because he respects him and doesn’t want to make him feel uncomfortable. He will wait for the smallest sign of permission before he do it. And the way they look at each other, the way Magnus talks .. Damn, it makes me so emotional. )

vyprens

rozanovsilyas

#magnus chasing alec’s kiss ( ◡‿◡ ♡)

high-warlock-of-brooklyn

We need more florist!alec and nanny!alec and kindergarten teacher!alec aus and I'll give it to the world myself if I have to

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Imagine Alec walking into a room with that no nonsense face of his, only to be greeted with 20 four year olds going 'Good morning Mr Lightwood!' and just smiling because he loves his students

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Pet groomer!Alec, who calms down even the most feral animals, and the only one the pets actively look excited to go to

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Personal chef!Alec (let's pretend the Lightwood cooking curse doesn't exist) Imagine him making beautiful dishes and pouring his heart and soul into food

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Candy shop owner!Alec. The whole shop is decorated in bright colors and there's a wall and a stack of markers for kids to draw on, and another wall with countless pictures drawn by kids and gifted to him. Even adults go to his shop for candy than a supermarket because he's so sweet and helpful, even if he's shy with adults.

high-warlock-of-brooklyn

Knitter/Tailor!Alec. He makes tiny booties and sweaters for babies and cats. They're not exactly stylish, but the homeliness is part of his charm. He has a Etsy shop.

uservik

❝ my head is bloody but unbowed❞ || W.E.H

norelationtoatticus

Listen. Harry James Potter was an accident.

You cannot convince me otherwise. Lily and James were 19 when they got pregnant. There’s no way that was on purpose.

Please picture it.

Lily tells James they’re pregnant. James panics, leaves, finds the other Marauders and demands a lads night, you know, no reason, just some drunken shenanigans for no reason at all with friends! Remus notices something seems a bit off and keeps an eye on his friend, but no one says anything. It’s only several hours later, when James is drunkenly crying and wailing on the floor, “He’s going to be so small! How can I protect him? SO SMALL!” that they realize what’s going on. They ask him if he is going to be alright. He sobs, tears and snot running down his face, and nods furiously. “This is the happiest I have ever been!” The others look at each other, shake their heads, and pull him to his feet. Sirius marches him back home to Lily, who has been waiting, scared, alone, and more than a little pissed off at her boyfriend for the better part of the night. She softens when she sees James drunkenly leaning on Sirius, Sirius shrugging in apology, because James is a mess but at least he’s home now. James falls to his knees in front of her and says, “I’m so sorry I ran off. I got scared. I’m still scared. But I’m happy too.” Lily can’t help but smile. “It’s alright, James, we’ll figure–” But James loudly shushes her and points at her stomach. “Wait. I’m talking to my son.” Lily glares at him and reminds him that it could be a daughter. Sirius adds, “Could be twins! Or quintuplets!” Lily glares more and tries not to laugh while James murmurs into her belly, “’M gonna ask your mum to marry me, but keep it secret ‘cause I have to buy a ring first. And a broom. Not for the wedding. For you. Do you like quidditch? You probably don’t know what that is yet. Don’t worry. I’ll teach you. I’ll teach you everything.”

c0ffeebee

illustration commissioned by lovely @alteregonfiction for their story Winds of Change: Autumn Storms [chapter 3] ❤

For a split second, she saw the shimmer of a glamor. Then she was through, an intricate design scorched into the grass and marked in the earth beneath laid out before her, runes matching the ones on David’s photograph, and a still form tied down at the center.

“Alec!”

Charlie’s hand on her arm kept Izzy from running to her brother’s aid.

“A moment,” the Bard cautioned. “Don’t disturb the scene yet.”

Graham had shouldered his rifle and taken out his phone, snapping pictures. Of course – anything that might give them a clue later… still, that was her big brother laid out stark naked on the ground. It took an exercise of sheer willpower to keep Izzy from shaking Charlie off and running in anyway. At least his chest rose and fell evenly, a clear indication that he was alive.