You can block whoever you want btw you don’t have to have a good reason idk if that’s just my opinion wait no . NO? You can block whoever you want forever ??
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You can block whoever you want btw you don’t have to have a good reason idk if that’s just my opinion wait no . NO? You can block whoever you want forever ??
Freaking adorable man
uraume from jjk from a while back
They are so Aphrodite & Ares
old wei wuxian art, because i'm cleaning out my wips and really liked this piece when i started it
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Feel free to ignore this one, I know it's a tricky one: Malec baby trap Max. 👉👈
It's a tricky one, but I managed to write a bit for it! Also, this fic is shaping up to be a Magnus POV fic from the looks of it. I haven't gotten even a sniff of Alec POV and I have about 3k written for it, ranging over what should be several chapters.
"How did you get in?" Magnus just manages to bite on his tongue to keep the words from slipping through and wipe the easy smile from the shadowhunter's face. It doesn't stop the unease from lingering in his stomach, though, from sinking like a rock. "Good morning," he says with a strained smile he doubts Alexander would recognize as such, stepping closer to make sure his newfound charge is still as safe and unharmed as it was the day before. "I didn't expect you back so soon." There's a question in his greeting he hopes the shadowhunter catches on to, because, lovely smile or not, Magnus would rather not have shadowhunters barging into his lair whenever they please. Even less when his wards should be preventing that specific scenario from occurring in the first place. "We have more free time in the mornings," Alexander answers, shifting Max in his arms when the newborn starts to grow fussy. "Demon activity is higher in the evenings, so-" he shrugs, turning his focus back to the little blueberry in his arms before he makes an aborted motion towards the paper bag Magnus had been ignoring. "I bought breakfast."