#packleaderluke

[bbmarks]

@packleaderluke replied to your post “SPOILERS”

omg i don't even know what to think, pls say sike, i want exactly 0 of those things happening, especially beth/dean :'((

I would never post fake spoilers. I mean they can’t be HAPPY though, right? There’s no way they’d suddenly have a good/healthy marriage lmao. Hopefully Beth cheats on Dean with Rio. 

[deamaia]

packleaderluke replied to your quote “Literally all of their scenes so far have been lackluster, saia is so...”

i'm still sad they ended saia :(

i’ll never not be bitter over the fact that they could have been endgame but the show wants sizzy to happen i guess they want all the canon couples to happen.. like jocelyn and luke :)

[meliorn]

hey im sorry to bother you alice but i got a new photoshop and i can't remember what i settings i used to export gifs, can you show me yours please? i've looked at some other people's on tutorials but i dodn't think they match mine??

of course love! these are the ones i use

[murphysannie]

magnus and alec + 14

thank u luz!! set in 2.08. i hope u like it 💖

follower milestone & happy holidays fic giveaway - want one?

magnus and alec + “can i have this dance?”

“This one’s nice,” Alec commented, glancing up from the guestlist he was checking off. Magnus paused writing his fire message and cocked his head, listening to the music emanating from inside the loft through the open French doors.

A serene smile rose to his face, as if he was lost in a memory. 

“I was in Paris when I heard this for the first time,” he said. “Cat and I walked along the Seine after the concert. It was beautiful in the moonlight.”

Alec watched Magnus and couldn’t help smiling himself. He always looked breathtaking, but tonight especially so. 

That morning, Alec had asked Magnus if he’d be able to plan Max’s rune party — he guessed it was a long shot, because Magnus’ schedule was pretty hectic, but there was a spark of hope in his chest nonetheless. 

Now they were lounging on the balcony, and Alec was trying to help with the party planning as best he could, but Magnus was very distracting. He was still wearing the waistcoat from that morning, the one with the deep red back that rippled across his shoulders. The lights of the city dipped across his face, making him look ethereal, and Alec was entranced.

Magnus smiled and raised his eyebrows slightly, the hint of a question.

“Sorry,” Alec said, smiling and ducking his head. 

Magnus hummed, pleased. “You’re allowed to look,” he said lightly, returning to his fire message. Alec’s heart skipped. The airiness of Magnus’ tone hid the true meaning of his words: it wasn’t just that Alec was allowed to look at Magnus in that particular moment, but that looking at men was allowed. It was okay. There’s nothing wrong with you - far from it.

Alec swallowed, his throat thick. Magnus was so supportive and caring, and he was so pleased that Magnus was the one there to hold his hand when he needed it on his journey of self-discovery.

The music swelled emotively and Alec’s eyes flickered over Magnus. 

“Hey,” he said, setting aside the guestlist he was meant to be writing and crossing the balcony towards Magnus. Magnus looked up, intrigue ghosting over his face. 

Alec nodded towards the loft and held out his hand. 

“Can I have this dance?” Alec asked, smiling. 

Magnus’ lips parted as he exhaled in surprise and wonder, and the way his mouth curled up into a smile made Alec’s heart thump happily in his chest. These private moments that the two of them shared meant the world to him.

Standing up, Magnus waved a hand elegantly to push the balcony furniture to the side and clear a space. Alec pulled him closer with a hand on his hip, still only half-believing he got to have this. But Magnus was there, solid and warm and unwavering under his hands. It was real. 

They began to sway gently in time to the music, Magnus tightening his hold on Alec and pulling him close. Alec rested his cheek against Magnus’ and closed his eyes, letting himself just take in the simplicity of the moment and enjoy slow dancing with his boyfriend. 

The music played on, a piano melody twinkling over the hum of the strings. Magnus sighed contentedly and Alec felt it on his skin, sending tingles down his spine. There in Magnus’ arms, he knew there was nowhere he’d rather be.

[seashellronan]

wine is terrible i can't believe you like it don't you have taste buds??

excuse me!!!! wine is nice it makes me feel fancy and i can buy a whole bottle for €4 what's not to like

[meliorn]

#i totally watch for the plot requested by @packleaderluke

[meliorn]

i'm on mobile and it says we're at 36% we can't lose again!!

i love your blog & you!!! such a sweet and soft person. i also LOVE your theme and the colors!!!!! everything is just great tbh

want a blog compliment?

[seashellronan]

@packleaderluke replied to your post “Which ones do you ship/not?: Cizzy, Saphael, Malec, & Sace?”

haley, you wrote malec twice... which i mean, yes, but also give other ships a chance.

ajsdfskjjdfsd that was supposed to saphael lmao if anything i should have wrote clizzy twice damn