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multifan2022 · 1 year
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MultiFans MasterList
Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw
How Could you-
Part 1
Part 2
Use to be yours-
part 1
Part 2
Jake “Hangman” Seresin
Disney-
Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4/Fin
Hangster
Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Daddy.. I mean Cyclone
Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4
Wildest Dreams
Tommy Shelby- Too Little Too Late
Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4
Part 5
Part 6
FIN
Paul Lahote- Shifters
Y/L/N Pack
Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Druig/Billy Russo
Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4
Jace Wayland/Jonathan Morgenstern
Part 1
Sebastian Stan Characters
Jefferson
Part 1 
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TJ Hammond
Lance Tucker
Bucky Barnes
Aleksander Morozova- The Darkling Shining in the dark
Prologue 
Part 1
Bjorn Ironside - Another Life
Part 1
FINNICK ODAIR
Aesthetics 
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Golden Lies
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Four Eaton
Fearless
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Ransom  Drysdale
Go the Distance 
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littlecoffeeadict · 3 months
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No because why does everybody around me fall in Love, and I'm still hung up over some fictional character?
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alexanderlightweight · 10 months
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hi!! i love everything you write, but i really enjoyed the first part of your treasure of kings au and would love to see more of that if you are interested
here we go! thank you ^_^
lumine
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Magnus wakes for no discernable reason that he can tell, until he hears a muffled whimper. It surprises him, because Alexander sleeps without dreams for the most part and is prone to waking quickly at a threat… for Alexander, dreams often represent a threat.
Magnus brings up a soft golden ball of light and looks to his lover with curiosity that quickly turns to concern. Alexander is twitching in his sleep. Little involuntary motions of his muscles and his brow is furrowed, creased with discomfort. A little whine slips past his sleep-clenched teeth and then his eyes open, rolling back so that only the whites are showing as he jerks, his body heaving up. There’s a moue of pain on his lips, fingers clutching the sheets and he shakes his head in his sleep.
Magnus reacts instantly, his magic rushing forward to twine around and into his lover until Alexander is covered by protective, sparking magic.
He finds it instantly, a devouring, possessive energy seeking to claim his boy and Magnus seethes at the audacity of whatever being thinks to claim what belongs already to Magnus.
Alexander settles, brow still lined with pain but no longer so tense and his eyes shut. For a moment he sleeps in limbo, Magnus’ magic angrily advancing on the foreign but strangely familiar magic. There is no dance of magic like Magnus normally uses, instead his magic bursts into furious flames of hell, pushing the intruder further and further away. There is no room for it here and there is nothing for it to claim.
Alexander wakes the minute the magic is gone, lunging forward and bringing Magnus into a tight embrace as his body shakes.  Magnus has never flooded Alexander with this much magic before and certainly not without permission. He opens his mouth to explain — but not apologize — and his boy makes a choking noise, pulling him into a desperate kiss as if he’s trying to crawl into Magnus’ body.
“It didn’t want to let go.” Alexander murmurs again his mouth when his boy moves far enough away to speak. “I can still feel the echoes of it, trying to attach to me, to latch on.” Magnus gives a soft snarl and kisses Alexander again, wanting to chase away the touch and memory and his magic pulses through Alexander’s body.
Alexander melts against the pillows and Magnus lets his weight settle on his boy, Alexander sighing in contentment, as if the weight of Magnus’ body is keeping him anchored and in place.
“Don’t take it away. Not tonight.” Alexander murmurs pleadingly, his eyes a silent plea and Magnus realizes he means Magnus’ magic. That Alexander finds comfort and safety in the far-too intimate embrace of Magnus’ magic.  It’s a balm to the raw anger that Magnus is feeling and he presses soft kisses to Alexander’s brow and face and cheeks.
“You’d have to beg me to take it away.” Magnus admits quietly, forehead resting on Alexander’s own. “I can’t bear the thought of you being so vulnerable again, especially not tonight.”
Alexander seems relieved by that, his arms wrapping around Magnus like tight bands of platinum, keeping him from moving away, locking him tightly close and Magnus revels in it.
“Go back to sleep, sayang.” Magnus murmurs and he nuzzles Alexander’s cheek and jaw, “I’ll keep guard of you, body and soul.”
Sebastian curses, furious that his spell has been interrupted.
There’s no way or reason for Alec to have woken up, not with how deep asleep he was when Sebastian started the spell. It’s with a vicious hunger that he shoves his magic back out, aching for another taste of Alec’s cool angelic power and a barrier slams into place before he can do more than caress it.  It’s angry and hot, like the burning fires of Edom that once charred his skin and Sebastian hates it.
He hates it even more when he realizes what it is.
Who it is.
Magnus Bane has no reason to suspect what he’s doing, no reason to be able to interfere.  Not when Alec is asleep in the Instit— Sebastian’s thoughts grind to a halt and he withdraws as the flames advance. 
There’s no way to check if his suspicions are correct. No way to casually enter Alec’s personal rooms or to ask if anyone knows where he is.  It’s with seething anger that he throws Alec’s sweat soaked shirt across the room. He’s grabbed it from the training room, along with all the other shirts and then ‘helpfully’ sent them to laundry.
Alec’s shirt never made it there, but he doesn’t seem to have noticed or cared that it’s missing. Sebastian sends out a searching tendril of his mother’s magic — gifted to him to wield — and once again is immediately blocked not only by the angelic core of the Institute but also by the wards that he now  recognizes as Bane’s magic.
It infuriates him that the very wards of the Institute — the magic that he has to be so careful not to touch — is the same magic as the magic who kept him from stealing away a sliver of Alexander’s soul.
It’s with anger that he finds himself in the training rooms, beating out his frustrations the best he can until he has to stop, rather than risk revealing himself. He’s sitting on the ground, staring at a towel and a flask of water when he’s interrupted.
“Hey, you okay?” He’s asked by Izzy, who is trudging into the room with her hands already wrapped.
“Just couldn’t sleep.” He allows, offering her a fake smile that he already knows she trusts.  She gives him a commiserating grimace and motions to herself with a nod. It’s a risk, but Izzy is the least likely to withhold information.  She trusts him — more than she trusts her family from the way she stood up for him against her brother, silly girl — but Sebastian will never hesitate to use an offered asset.
“Actually—” he hesitates, as if unsure of himself. “I was hoping to ask you, what time does Alec’s shift start?” She blinks at him in clear surprise, but there’s no suspicion, just a hint of curiosity. “I realize your brother doesn’t like me, but I’m hoping to find a way to earn his trust. Perhaps with extra patrols or reports.”
“Well, you can’t go wrong volunteering. He’ll be back in time for the evening patrol to start preparing.”
“Back?” Sebastian asks, “was he called to Alicante?”
Izzy laughs, surprised by the question and she shakes her head, “Alec sleeps at his boyfriend’s most nights. He’s available for emergencies via Magnus portaling him back when needed. It’s a good system and this way, Alec can’t be woken up for every little thing.” She winces as she says the last part and Sebastian immediately knows she’s one of the ones who drove Alec from the Institute into Bane’s arms with persistence.
“Runed doors didn’t work?” He asks, forcing his tone light and joking and Izzy blushes and shrugs.
“Jace is his parabatai, he can override most of the runes and Alec doesn’t like locking him completely out. It’s supposed to only be for emergencies but—”  Izzy gives him a sheepish shrug.
Sebastian freezes, a new idea forming because while Alec’s soul is currently under guard by a very possessive and powerful warlock, there is a piece that remains unattached to Alec’s soul. Healthy and hale, residing perfectly within reach.
And completely unprotected, ripe for the plucking.
“Well, I applaud him for finding a new way to get a full night’s rest.” Sebastian says with a hungry grin that he softens with a laugh, “I’m going to go see if this helps me sleep.”
Izzy waves him off with a nod and a smile, already gearing up to practice.
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parcai · 2 years
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Rune Series: Set 2/6. On extremities. (All rune sets).
Clary shouldn't be able to create runes or know the Mark of Cain; Simon, with seven mirrors for vengeance sevenfold, shouldn't be able to walk in daylight; although guided by his father's hand, Sebastian committed grotesque crimes born of obsession; and Raziel fulfilled the most extreme act of all—creating the Nephilim.
Also, yes, that is the weapon summoning rune behind Raziel. And, yes, Simon is sporting a D&D shirt. Dork. <3 Characters by @cassandraclare​.
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CRACKSHIP gifs→   Jenna Ortega x  Will Tudor
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buffyspeak · 1 year
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the story about valentine breaking jace’s fingers when he messed up on piano is brutal and heartbreaking…. but does he tell it to like. just anybody? or does he really trust sebastian that much?
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Nyah and Alexia combo gifs.
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cdo499 · 6 months
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ugh guys did u know that the most beautiful boy sat across from him in that cafe and looked at him like he couldnt see the scars
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ethernitty · 23 days
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rewatching things and i forgot how much i liked this guy
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zodiyack · 7 months
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Goddamn it I have like a new obsession every time I watch a new episode of this goddamn show
... Jonathan/Sebastian. He's kinda just 🤤🤭
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sebastian / jonathan
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stargazerexo · 10 months
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damyoujackson · 1 month
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why do I feel like Sebastian and Jace made out ATLEAST once I mean—
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sharraus · 1 month
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He wants to get the hell out of Paris.
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@light-wayland
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lilasprincesse · 6 months
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Hello sorry to bother you but I have a question am I the only one who has already imagined Jonathan Morgenstern as the bearer of the sword Heosphoros or who has already wanted to read a story where he is the bearer of Heosphoros or see a fanart of him with Heosphoros?
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Valentine: I love all my children equally. There's evil Jonathan, Good Jonathan, and...
Valentine: * trying to read smudged hand *
Valentine: Girl Jonathan
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