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About this Blog
This blog is for keeping you updated on the Chairman’s health condition and to show you, where your much appreciated help goes.
I can understand that donating money, especially to people one has never met, is a difficult thing. That’s why I decided to put this blog up, to show you that we’re real, that the problem poor Chairman has, is real and that we’re using all your support on getting this kitty all healthy again.
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Prompt: A dinner where Alec officialy introduces Magnus as his boyfriend to his family
by: Anonymous
Placed: after CoHF
Major Spoilers: none really
Word Count: 1423
Author’s Note: Ahahaha, I’m really sorry about my lack of presence. /hides
Magnus was nervous.
It wasn't a feeling he often experienced but since he met Alec, it was something he feared he would get used to again. The Shadowhunter's present had made him nervous for several reasons, the nervousness you get when your freshly in love and don't quite know how to handle it yet, the nervousness when he ran off to shady subways and streets to kill off some demons, the nervousness that was carried in the first words after a fight.
Though, what he had to deal with now, was a whole new dimension, a new gate opened in the labyrinth of emotions.
He was about to meet Maryse Lightwood, which wasn't a premiere in itself, but he would face her properly for the first time after what happened in Alicante, after the fights and the councils and all the things that had had a harsh superiority over private matters for a way too long time. The world had calmed down by now, not that you could really talk of peace, but calm enough to care and enjoy life again.
In order to fulfill the care part, Alec had suggested to have dinner with his mother and his boyfriend. He hoped that this would form a bond within his family, to help his mother accept and respect her oldest son being in love with a male warlock.
For good vibes and to kill off the uneven number, Magnus had invited Isabelle too. And now, while preparing dinner, they were waiting for them, and with every second they were late, Magnus felt more nervous. However, a look at his boyfriend told him, that he was just as nervous. His hands chopped the vegetables hastily, his teeth occassionally gnawed at his bottom lip and he didn't say much.
"It's going to be fine." Magnus assured him and himself.
"I hope." Alec said, took a zucchini and chopped off the ends with frighting precise movements of the knife. "I know that it's a good idea, you know, to do this." he continued "But it could end in a complete catastrophe."
"It won't." Magnus told him "Your mother loves you. That's why she agreed to come. Try not to worry too much."
"Are you telling me that or yourself?"
"Both of us, I guess."
*
Magnus sat in front of Maryse Lightwood, in his kitchen, eating what he and Alec had cooked together. Family bonds were an important aspect in Alec's life and now that his father would stay in Alicante, he didn't want to lose his mother in a similiar manner. So Magnus did his best to make a good impression, engaged himself in the small talk over the table, and holding Alec's nervous hand under the table. Mostly, they talked about trivial things, trying to avoid the topic of Alicante as best as they could. Unfortunately, it was what they could all talk about, what they all had experienced in one way or the other but it was too heavy that no one wanted to hold it up. It was for the better, probably, because it would have simply crushed their social gathering.
At some point, though, did the conversation break, the thread lost after cats and if the Institute should get a new one. Usually, Magnus was quite skilled with people and conversation, sensed which words to use to keep the conversation going but currently, he was at a loss. He couldn't read the Lightwoods very well, not their body language nor the pitch of their voice, which made it hard to decide how to proceed further. The only exception of the rule was Alec, who was tense and quite, slowly taking bite after bite. Magnus knew what he could do to lift his mood again, knew what he needed to relax, distance from the situation, silence, a shoulder to think on. However, he doubted that his mother and sister would approve of being send away in the middle of their dinner, if anything, it would just doom their situation entirely. The whole mission would fail.
"So, Alec." Maryse suddenly said. "I saw the apartment is rather big. I guess you got your own room?"
Alec's hand stayed calm in Magnus's hand, a good sign.
"Yeah." he answered. "We changed one of the guest rooms to a study I can use. I can show you later if you want."
"That would be nice." Maryse said, her face unreadable. It was driving Magnus almost insane that he couldn't identify if Maryse was happy with the answer or disapproving.
"It's uhm..." Alec continued, his fingers started to knead Magnus's "really nice. My books are arranged in there and Magnus found this, eh, really comfy wingchair and..." desperately, he was trying to hold the conversation, a blush slowly crawling from his neck up to his face, his discomfort visible in his whole being. This was a discipline Alec was helpless in so Magnus needed to act quickly.
"We had a paint war." he recalled "Probably half the paint didn't land on the wall."
"Right." Alec smiled. "You kept bringing new colors to try out and started to paint on me when the walls didn't have space left."
"I needed to show you how well that red went with your skin color."
"I don't see it when you paint on my cheek."
"But it fitted your eyes so well, too." Magnus retorted. "Also, it's not like you didn't get your revenge."
Alec laughed, pulling his hand from Magnus's to cover his mouth.
"So the room ended up without color at all?" Isabelle raised an eyebrow at them.
"No, we actually did paint it in the end." Alec smiled, his eyes going from his sister to his mother, who smiled softly as well. "It just took us a while."
Mission saved.
*
Over the course of the dinner, the mood had been on a nice level, the conversation flowing without many interruptions after their ice-breaker.
However, while Alec and Isabelle were doing the dishes, Magnus was with Maryse in the living room, sitting on his white leather couch. The air around them felt thick, hard to move in, hard to find a way through. Over and over, Magnus was puzzling words together in his mind, rolling them around with care. When he finally decided on a good starter, it was Maryse mouth that spoke.
"Magnus, do you love my son?"
Tensing, Magnus words died on his tongue. The question caught him highly off guard, never having experienced such a blunt side on the leader of the institute. She was a very guarded woman, especially towards Magnus, who'd always been a warlock to be mistrusted in her presence, their only interactions on a professional but distanced level. The ground has changed now.
"I do." Magnus answered, strenghtening his voice with honesty and love to not leave any doubt. "With everything I am." He watched her reaction intensly, trying not to miss any change of her posture or slip in facial expression. But she stayed a secret to him.
She simply nodded.
*
It got later than Magnus had anticipated. The clock was almost striking midnight when the Lightwood women got dressed to leave for home. Magnus was very glad that he had invited Isabelle over as well, her interludes having saved more than one situation and in the end, he was content with the way the evening had turned out. There had been uncomfortable moments, probably for every one of them but nothing so bad to be highly embarassed about. He could just hope that it had the effect Alec had hoped for as he arranged the night.
When they said their good-byes, Maryse hugged her son, pulling him close. She was smaller than him so she had to crane her neck a little to whisper something into Alec's ear. Magnus couldn't make out the words but when she finished, Alec lovingly tightening his grip around her, laying his head on her shoulder for a long moment. They parted, Alec smiling shyly. Then his mother turned to Magnus, patting his shoulder and giving him a warm smile.
When they couldn't hear the clicks of the women's shoes anymore, Alec leaned against Magnus, his eyes closing. His face looked exhausted, relaxed and happy.
Kissing the top of his boyfriend's head, Magnus asked. "What did she say to you?"
With the following words, Magnus was at last able to relax as well, not having been aware how tight his muscles have actually been the whole time.
"I am happy for you."
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Prompt: Hey! Magnus has a nightmare -sort of like a flashback-, Alec tries to comfort him but he is clueless. Then he gets angry at Magnus asking why he doesn't trust him. Thanks .xox
by: Anonymous
Author’s Note: I’m sorry I made this a 200 drabble but I’ll do this with some prompts in order to get the blog moving again. I hope you won’t mind. Also, this is read best imagining it during CoLS, though, no spoilers.
It was worse enough seeing Magnus asleep with sweat covering his body, his muscles tense and low mumbles escaping from his mouth. Alec was sure his boyfriend had a nightmare so he woke him up, shook his shoulders until Magnus opened his eyes, staring at him with utter fright painted on them.
But what it made it even harder was Magnus shutting down completely, only telling him it was a bad dream whereas Alec could clearly see that it was more than that. That it went beyond the dimension of simple nightmares.
Wanting to comfort him, he had touched his shoulder, had wanted to embrace him because he didn't know which words would be soothing. But Magnus had shook him away had moved to the egde of the bed with his head in his hands, breathing heavily.
They stayed like this, Alec sitting on the bed, gripping the blanket to let out his disappointment somewhere while Magnus tried to calm down.
Alec felt angry. And he felt bad for feeling that. He was confused and hurt and as useless as he ever was.
Slowly, he crawled over to Magnus, pressing his forhead against his back.
"Why don't you trust me?"
Prompt: Can I have some evil!magnus (but still malec) please :) btw you’re awesome and you’re fics/drabbles are amazing <3
by: Anonymous
Placed: AU during CoA or CoG
Major Spoilers: not a single one
Word Count: 898
Author’s Note: It’s really hard for me to write Magnus evil so I hope this one is okay. And thank you for your nice words, anon! <3
It was simply fascinating to look at Alexander Lightwood’s face. Not only was it a very beautiful face, strong jaw, pronounced cheekbones, vibrant blue eyes, but also was it a display of several emotions at once. Magnus could read uneasyness, joy, shame, excitement coming together to be one huge mask of guilt, worn over the pride that comes from being a Shadowhunter and an older brother. He could stare for hours at the man sitting in front of him, his fists pulling at the fabric of his pants, his shoulders tight, his whole position slumped down. Everything Alexander did screamed yet again emotions into the world, emotions a lot of people were deaf to but Magnus could hear them even louder.
“You should have told me.” Alec said suddenly, his voice deep and hurt.
“Told you what?” Magnus raised his eyebrow expectantly.
“That you worked for Valentine. It’s not fair to me.”
“Oh?” Magnus leaned forward in his seat. “It’s not fair to you? You didn’t ask and I don’t brag.”
“But you knew you were working against us! You could have…” Alec raised his voice but Magnus had no problem cutting him off. It was shockingly easy even.
“I’m not working against you. Valentine is. I’m just getting paid to do what he wants. What he does in the end with it, is none of my business or responsibility.”
“But…”
“Isn’t it the same you do? Would you do what you do if you wouldn’t get paid for it?” this is how this world worked. It was a bitter truth that Magnus had do accept a long time ago. If you wanted to survive you can’t choose to do what you think was right, you needed to what others paid you for. And Valentine paid very generously. Magnus had learned to ignore moral standards, they were a fluid thing anyway, their definiton a million times differently interpreted.
“Of course I would.” Alec said. His voice had wavered before with doubt but now, with this sentences, it was firm and convincing, his eyes fixed on Magnus with a determination that was incredible. Something stirred in Magnus, a pull in his stomach that he couldn’t interpret. Everytime he was with Alec, Magnus felt this inexplicable thing, this something that was so new that it scared him. He tried to ignore it but the more often it happened the more difficult it got.
“Is that so?” Magnus stood up, distracting himself with the movement, his figure hovering over the Shadowhunter for a moment. His cat eyes looked down on the pure naivety the man believed in so strongly. It was hard for Magnus to grasp these feelings he was seeing, to understand why he was feeling all this, where it came from. To see someone who wears his emotions like this, open and guardless, was so new and weird and amazing. The more time Magnus spend with him the more he believed he wasn’t lost in a vicious circle of isolation and cynicism.
Nervously, Alec stood up too, probably unnerved by the height difference that was too prominent with one of them standing. This way, he was still an inch shorter, maybe two, but it still helped his confidence, his posture straighter and stronger. Though, there in his eyes was something Magnus couldn’t name, something he couldn’t put his finger on. Slowly, he raised his hand, softly touching his fingertips against Alec’s cheek. Magnus searched in Alec’s face for clues, in the corner of his mouth, the setting of his eyebrows. But he couldn’t identify the feeling, wasn’t able to tell what Alec was going on in him right now.
“What is it?” he asked eventually, the question bothering him too much.
“I hate being here.” Alec answered without hesitation, the truth an audible tone in his words. Not a single time had Magnus heard a lie coming through those lips, his tongue a filter for every untrue word.
“Then why are you?”
“Because I want to.” he said and his face suddenly changed. Magnus could identify sadness now and wished he couldn’t, wished this particular feeling wouldn’t be necessary for Alec to feel.
Magnus leaned down and with Alec meeting him halfways, their lips met, soft and salty. His hand cupped Alec’s cheek properly now, Alec coming a half step closer to press their chests together and getting a hold of Magnus’s shirt. The pull became stronger, this strange thing tearing at Magnus’s insides in the most wonderful and frighting way he could imagine.
“I hate this.” Alec whispered, changing the angle of their kiss “I hate this so much.” he continued while Magnus started kissing down Alec’s neck, pushing the fabric of his hoodie away to reveal the skin of his shoulder.
“I hate being in love with you.”
Suddenly Magnus kissed Alec back on the mouth, without a second to lose, this time fiercly, his tongue pushing through the barrier of lips almost immediately. Surprised, Alec gasped, his hand in Magnus’s neck to press him even closer.
Maybe this was it, Magnus thought, maybe this is this foreign thing that keeps pulling in his chest when he sees Alec, which becomes a strong ripping in this veins whenever he kisses Alec. Maybe this was a feeling Magnus hadn’t felt in a long time, had forgotten that this even still existed in his life.
Maybe this was love.
August 3: AU settings day
In celebration of Malec Week I thought I share a snippet from my Tattoo Malec AU. Hope you like it.
Today, Alec went alone to the tattoo studio.
The three weeks had been over quickly and the thought of going back to Magnus didn't errupt anything spectecular in Alec anymore for which he was very glad. He had scolded himself everytime he'd thought about the tattoo artist in an inappropriate way and in the end, it worked. It was ridiculous to drool over a person he had just met and hang around for about two or three hours. And most of that time I hadn't even seen him.
When he pulled the door open and stepped into the small foyer, he spotted Clary behind the counter, her head bend down staring intensely at her knees. She didn't seem to notice him at all.
Clearing his throat, Clary's head jerked up in surprise and her eyes widened when she saw her customer.
"Alec." she exclaimed and stood up, holding a sketch pad and a pencil in her hands. "You're here for your second appointment, right?" she put her things away and flipped open a journal. While she was searching through it, Alec took a look around, even though, nothing had changed. The foyer contained just a small sitting group in one corner and the counter. Behind that was a door painted in the same dark grey as the wall. It didn't say to which room it went so Alec asumed it was for staff only. The other two doors in the foyer had a milky window, one labeled "Room M", the other "Room R". Alec didn't know what was behind the latter but he had visited Room M three weeks ago.
"Okay." Clary said and Alec turned to face her again. She was scribbling something down, then looked up and pointed with her pen at the door to Room M. "You can go in." she smiled and went on writing.
Alec walked over to the door to knock? Just open it? Knock at the door. Just a second later a voice inside told him to come in.
When Alec stepped into the room he was again fascinated by all the pictures decorating the room. Secretely, he wished to have a some time to walk around and look at every single one of them, preferably hearing the story to each. Then, his eyes wandered from the walls to the man in the middle of the room, sitting on his stool beside his equipment and the hormone cocktail from three weeks ago kicked in again full force. Alec exhaled sharply I hope he didn't hear that. As he laid eyes on the beautiful man in front of him. His hair was spiked in the same fashion as Alec remembered it, though this time it was devoid of any glitter. The shirt he wore had its sleeves ripped off, the color a warm grey. His jeans looked so tight that Alec seriosuly wondered if Magnus could move in them or if he just put them on on the stool and decided not to move for the rest of the day.
Alec just realized the artist was smiling when Alec finally forced his eyes away from the tight pants and what they were emphasizing so nicely. Magnus cocked an eyebrow as if he wanted to say "like what you see" which Alec would not be able to answer in a proper manner.
"Hello, Alec." Magnus said instead, luckily.
"Hey." Alec answered.
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Malec Week Challenge Day 2. What do you love the most about them?
I love their individual characters and character designs. Together, they have a really nice dynamic and their character development / growth is (mostly) really good. They also helped me to pass my english exams and fired me up to write fanfiction again.
Malec Week Challenge Day 1. When did you start shipping Malec?
I have to admit I’m a late bloomer and my true OTPs come with an epiphany. For Malec, it was the moment in CoG where Alec kisses Magnus in front of everyone. I freaked out so much I was glad I was alone in the room (I was at school) and just then I realized how much I’ve waited for this to happen and thus that I shipped it. After that I reread every Malec part, threw myself into art and fanfiction and they are in my mind ever since (and I read it when? 2011?).
Tagged by malec-immortal-love. Thanks!
The Malec Week tag game.
Answer the following questions with your headcanons for Magnus and Alec and tag 10 people to do the same. 1. Who is the little spoon? They switch around, depending on their mood and preference that night. Though, in winter it’s usually Alec because he likes it warm and wrapped up in everything that’ll keep it that way.
2. How do they cheer each other up when they are down? Magnus does it more verbally and tries to get Alec’s mind off with telling him funny stories or takes him out. Alec usually doesn’t know what to say or does not know how to phrase it so he comforts Magnus by making him hot cocoa, hugging him and giving him the chance to talk about it.
3. Who tends to make the first move? Again, both do so. And sometimes Magnus wants to do the move but feels Alec would be uncomfortable just yet and waits for him to make the first move.
4. Who is in charge of the remote? Magnus. Alec doesn’t care much about television, he rather reads.
5. Who proposes?
Alec does.
6. Who disciplines their children? Both do.
7. Who reads the bed time stories? Reading is Alec’s part because I imagine him having a nice reading voice and he liked to read to his siblings. Magnus prefers telling his own stories making things up and mixing them with little bits of truths he encountered himself.
8. How do they express their love for each other? In a lot of small ways. Usually not with big words but rather with body language (leaning in close), touching (holding hands, hand on shoulder) and sometimes little presents when something reminded them of the other (aka The Ring Story).
9. Who do they talk to about relationship problems? Alec to Izzy and Jace. Magnus to Catarina. Eventually, with each other.
10. What do they argue about? Well, the mortal-immortal and jealousy issues don’t disappear over night but they both learn to talk about what makes them upset. Little bickering about clothes choices or what to eat happen. Oh, and in my headcanon Alec steals blankets and sometimes Magnus really wants a part of them too.
11. What is their favourite thing to do when they have some alone time? They both love to be outside and see something. So they go for walks, go into museums (where Magnus can give him accurate history lessons which Alec loves) and the like. They also love to cook together.
12. Where do they prefer to go on holiday to? Other cities and countries. They love to see the world and try to see as much as they can.
Whew this was fun to do. Uff, I’m really bad at tagging but here have some names (though,I think if any of my followers want to, they can. And if the tagged ones don’t want to, that’s okay too, of course): magnificentandpretty , scathach508 , mariasuoh , magnus-bane , undines-melody , facilisdescensoaverni , immuneinitiatewhoreads , runningpastreturn , (Don’t forget to write #MalecWeek in the tags)
The 7 Days Malec Challenge
Day 1. When did you start shipping Malec?
Day 2. What do you love the most about them?
Day 3. Favourite Magnus quote?
Day 4. Favourite Alec quote?
Day 5. What is your Brotp for Magnus and Alec?
Day 6. Share a parenting headcanon
Day 7. Share a Romantic headcanon
It’s time! Below you can find the schedule of Malec Week 2015! You can participate in them all or simply pick your favourite theme or setting. It might seem like far away but given the fact this is a whole week event, I wanted to give every author and/or artist the time to create something wonderful for each day if they wish to. If you can’t participate don’t worry! You can help by spreading the word. This blog will release a special Malec 7 Day Challenge for everyone to enjoy on the first of August as well. Last year we got official art by Cassandrajp for Malecday and many fandom favourites joined in. Let’s make this first week of August an even bigger success! With the help of your wise counsel I am more than excited to announce the following days of Malec: August 1: Favourite book scene Share your favourite book scene with us.
August 2: Into the Future day Share a headcanon, draw a piece of art or write a fanfiction about Magnus and Alec’s life that takes place after the events of City of Heavenly Fire. August 3: AU settings day Aka Anything goes day, from neighbours to an all-boys schools, as mermaids or pirates. This day you can place Magnus and Alec in any alternative universe you desire. August 4: Cross-over day Place Magnus and Alec in a different book series, TV-show or movie and let your imagination run wild. August 5: Back to the future day What if Alec met Magnus in a different time setting, say around the time of the Circle, TID or TLH takes place or even before that. Or Alec accidently ends up in the past. August 6: Gender- or Body swap day You can turn them into girls, or go Freaky Friday on them. August 7: Scene you’d like to see in the TV-show that isn’t in the book Share a headcanon scene with us, that you would love to see made canon in the upcoming TV-show ‘Shadowhunters.’
Prompt: i'm really amazed with your kind of writing... and, well :)) Take that (spoilers TMI 5#): A prompt, describing malec trip, including the typical dresses that Magnus wore in every country!
by: mvungcat
Placed: in their vacation between CoG and CoFA
Major Spoilers: Nope
Word Count: 864
Author’s Note: I’mso sorry!! I’ve written this a long time ago and I really wanted to write something for every country but I’ve written so much for their vacation already that I really don’t have any more ideas so i hope it’s okay if it’s only two countries. I also really want to get this blog more active again so I’ll try to stick with short one-shots. Hope you enjoy this.
"Tadah!" Magnus sang as he was finished dressing and presented himself to Alec, posing for his boyfriend so he could judge the final result.
"Oh whow." escaped through Alec's lips, his eyes widening as he looked at his boyfriend wearing a green-yellow Sari that fell in glittery layers around Magnus's body.
"You like it?" the warlock smiled, his whole face lightened up.
"Whow." Alec repeated, lost for any more words. He never knew what to say in the first place but being unsuspected surprised didn't help his sentences in the least. When Magnus had said he would dress appropiate to the country, Alec had imagined his boyfriend would dress similiarly to the men they had met so far on India's streets but not this.
"Isn't that a woman's dress?" he inquired.
"So?" Magnus lifted an eyebrow, the smile remaining where it was. Gracefully, he walked over to Alec, the thin material swinging softly to the movement of his hips and Alec wondered why he didn't trip in the floor-long clothes. "The only thing that truly matters in fashion is whether it suits me or not."
Having a fashion sense that tends to zero, Alec didn't know if he could or should argue with that. He knew that he didn't want to, so he just shrugged his shoulders. If Magnus was happy, then Alec is fine with everything he is wearing.
"So?" Magnus drawled the o out as long as his breath allowed him to.
"What?" Alec asked, confused. Did he miss anything?
"You still haven't told me if you like it."
Right. Alec had only approved of the outfit in his mind.
"You know how you look." Alec then mocked, smiling. "You just want attention."
"You caught me, officer." defeated, Magnus held out his wrists for Alec to put handcuffs on.
Laughing, Alec took another good look at his boyfriend, his eyes tracking the way the layers fold over each other and how the glitter sparkled in the light. He could probably construct a lie, telling Magnus how much he liked the way the silky fabric hugged Magnus's shoulders or some fashion fragments his brain digged up from listening to Izzy. But Magnus wouldn't buy that, anyway, so why trying? Not even Alec himself would buy that. However, when Alec's gaze went up to the warlock's face again he noticed something that must be caused by the sari. Something he saw without understanding the rest.
"It brings out your eyes." Alec observed. The cat eyes seemed more rich in color, the green gleaming with a mixture of kindness and danger.
"I take that as a compliment." With Magnus's smile, his eyes were more kind than dangerous, though.
"It was meant to be one."
"Thank you" Magnus whispered leaning down to peck Alec's lips in gratitude. "Ready for sightseeing?"
Alec interwined his hand with Magnus's. "Since an hour."
"Come on. It didn't took me that long."
"It did."
Magnus seemed to think about that for a second. "Well, you can help me get out of it tonight."
Alec frowned, his eyes tracing over his boyfriend's body again. "I don't even know where this starts. Or ends."
"I'll show you." Magnus winked.
"Are you sure really sure you didn't want a pair?" Magnus asked for what must be the fifth time today.
"I'm sure." Alec answered the same amount of times.
"They would have looked so great on you."
"I'm happy with my jeans."
"Too bad." Magnus sighed, hooking his fingers into the pair of suspenders of his brown Lederhosen. They were standing at a subway station in Munich and were on their way to a Biergarten, which Alec had never heard of before so he didn't know what to expect. He just hoped he could survive there without this weird pants Magnus was wearing. At least he could talk him out of that ridiculous hat he wanted to wear as well.
"We could have had matching outfits."
Alec snorted, his eyes widening somewhat horrified. "The day we'll wear matching outfits will never come."
"Don't be so pessimistic." Magnus scolded.
"I'm optimistic." Alec defended, his head slightly shaking. In every country they had visited, Magnus would try to choose clothes for Alec, mostly something that was traditional in some way. But even though Magnus explained the tradition of the clothes and why he was wearing them solely here and not in New York, Alec was uncomfortable wearing them because he would stand out to much. Just because the clothes were traditinal, doesn't mean everybody in the country was wearing them.
The warlock's answer was drowned by the loud shriek the subway screamed as it rolled into the station. Since they were talking about clothes, Alec didn't let Magnus repeat the question and hoped to change the subject quickly. But no such luck.
"You know." Magnus said, sitting down in front of Alec on the train. "One day I get you into something else than gear or jeans."
"I highly doubt that." Alec smiled.
Magnus smiled back, mischievously. He had yet to surpise his boyfriend with two opera tickets he got for their next destination in Vienna. There was no way, he could go in jeans then.
FINALLY finished the comic I did based on promptformalec ’s fan fiction (Part 1 and part 2 of that)
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This is part 1 of the comic. Part 2 is HERE.
((sorry for the bad quality, I’m not a trained artist and my scanner is broken))
Part 2 of my comic based on promptformalec ’s fan fiction (Part 1 and part 2 of that)
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This is part 2 of the comic. Part 1 is HERE.
((sorry for the bad quality, I’m not a trained artist and my scanner is broken))
Special Event (?)
Okay, guys, I know I have been a little absent again but I have a new prompt in the making and hope I can post it next week.
Beside that, I have reached incredible 1000 followers! WHOW, I honestly don’t know what to say. I am so happy and grateful for every single person of you following me! THANK YOU SO MUCH!
Thank you who have followed me from the beginning and thank you who has just joined recently. Thank you for liking and reblogging. Thank you for commenting in your tags. Thank you for reading. And of course thank you all for sending me prompts because without that, this blog wouldn’t even exist!
So of course, I want to thank you somehow properly in some sort of a 1k follower special event, though, my mind is empty.
Since it has to wait until next month anyway (because exams and stuff) I want to ask YOU, if you maybe have some nice idea I could do?
Like you send me words and I have to fit them all in the story….
or I sart writing something and you continue and I wrtie an ending…
or I start something and you can vote how it has to go on
or something like that, I’m open for any ideas. Just shoot me an ask or reply to this message or contact me in any way tumblr allows it.
Until then, THANK YOU ALL AGAIN. I LOVE YOU ALL. Have a great weekend and enjoy all the Malec love in the world.
Hugs and Kisses
Sandkopf
Pleaaaase guys help me out here! Shoot me some ideas. Or just say if you agree with one of my ideas! I really wanna do this for you but I'm so unsure what to do.