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sweet-demiboi · 2 years

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Alec Lightwood x Bi!Trans!Male!Reader

Warnings: hint of smut but it doesn't happen anything, you get your first boner, bit of dysphoria, can be read as poc (not sure about asexual though)

You sat on your bed, crying your eyes out. You did that silently, nobody should hear, because you didn't want to explain any of this to anyone yet.

The problem was that you didn't think you could keep it a secret any longer. Always being called by your birthname, not being able to dress in a baggy way, your immense dysphoria because of your chest... the list goes on and on.

You had known that you were trans for over a year now, but hadn't told anybody. You didn't assume that your friends would understand it and you had been in a phase in which you didn't want to explain yourself to everybody as you weren't quite sure who you were back then.

Now you did. You knew you were a male and you knew your actual name: (Y/N). Now, it was on you to actually tell people to get your mental health in better shape.

You were pretty scared of that though, because telling people who you were was always scary.

So, you continued crying and feeling like that situation you were in would never come to an end, that it was a circle.

You didn't have enough time to react and hide your face when Alec stormed into your room, rambling about something, but quickly shutting up when he looked at you.

"Sorry, I should have knocked.", he apologized and approached your bed "Are you okay?", he asked softly while sitting down.

"No", you sighed, keeping your eyes on your blanket.

Alec's hand found it's way onto your shoulder and you let yourself sink into the hug.

Alec pressed you to his chest and swiped over your back until you stopped crying aggressively, then he looked at you from a distance formed by his arm.

"What is it?", he asked "Please, talk to me (D/N)."

You bit your lower lip and figured it was now or never: "Please, don't call me that."

Alec looked confused, you didn't judge him.

"That is my deadname. My actual name is (Y/N). I'm trans. I.. was born in the wrong body, I'm a male."

At first your friend didn't seem to understand, but a light smile found it's way onto his lips "Thank you for sharing that with me, (Y/N). I don't jnderstand that topic that well, but I'm willing to learn about it to make you more comfortable. To make you feel like who you really are."

A tear dropped down your cheek, and you smiled widely at him "Thank you", you choked and then let yourself fall into him again.

"I actually got to confess something as well", Alec cleared his throat "I'm gay."

"Thank you for sharing as well", you said "I'm bi."

After that you slowly grew comfortable with people knowing about you being trans, they were actually really understanding and never made any mean comments about you.

That could also have been because of Alec though; he was basically protecting you since your outing. He corrected people when they called you by the wrong pronouns or name, and he always made sure that ylu were comfortable - be it because of your clothes or the people around you.

Ocer that period of time your bond grew stronger and stronger, until you were really close - you trained together and went on missions, you had lunch and were going out more often than before, and you grew really comfortable with touching each other and sleeping in one bed together.

Alec accompanied you to Magnus Bane, who would perform your top surgery. When he asked if you wanted bottom surgery as well you shyly accepted, and Alec was there when you woke up from the anesthetic.

"How do you feel?", he asked softly, your head was full on spinning, and you could see his face twice.

"I feel dizzy", you answered and he gave you a cup of water, watched out that you didn't spill anything on yourself.

"That is a complete normal reaction of your body, (Y/N). No need to panic.", Magnus assured when he got into his living room "You can look at the results later, but I can already tell that you don't have any scars and that everything works as it's supposed to.", he winked, which made you laugh and blush at the same time.

"Thank you, Magnus. Literally so much."

"I'm happy when my customers are happy - you're welcome.", he smiled and left the room again to give you (and Alec) some privacy.

"Do you want to look at it?", Alec asked after a while and you nodded excitedly. He helped you up from the couch and you walked over to a mirror, where you took your shirt off.

You almost cried, seeing you with an actual flat chest had been a dream of which you never would have thought would come true. But it did.

You looked at your chest from all sides - you felt good, sexy for the first time actually. Your runes seemed to shine on your skin and they made something inside you come off as especially masculine.

"Whoa, you look really good", Alec admitted half silent, and you turned to him with a cheeky smile.

"I said that out loud, didn't I?", he asked embarassed, which made you chuckle.

"Yep, you did, gay boy.", you teased.

"Shut up", Alec pleaded, he was already blushing.

"Come here", you whispered, putting your hands on his shoulders "And make me"

His lips were on yours in not even a second, his hands roaming your body and hair. Other than that the kiss was pretty harmless and family-friendly, you only shared a little tongue - but the situation only didn't escalate because Magnus stepped back in the room.

"Angels, when I said everything functions as it should I didn't mean for you to test it out in my living room."

"Sorry, Magnus", you chuckled "Won't happen again"

"That I hope", the sorcerer sneered "But now you at least have prove of everything being able to work", he mocked with a grin and gestured to your crotch.

"OH MY GOSH, ALEC, LOOK AT THAT!!", you got really excited, which made Magnus laugh and Alec blush, as it had been him who got that kind of reaction out of you (he was a little proud as well, not gonna lie).

I would be really happy to hear your thoughts on this :)

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gatorbites-imagines · 7 months

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Kinktober day 1

Alec Lightwood + Praise Kink

Happy first day of kinktober everyone. I’ve got a lot more schoolwork this year (curse you psychology) but ill be doing my best to try and keep up with my posting.

I’m gonna be honest I haven’t watched Shadowhunters in a long time, but Alec and Magnus still mean a lot to me. So, this is super vague about background stuff, cuz I can’t remember any of the plot from the show or books.

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Alec found himself sighing as he leaned back in the chair behind his desk, his hand reaching up to rub at his aching temples. He took his duty very seriously, but at times it could do nothing but cause pains and aches throughout his body and psyche. Not only that, but his work kept him apart from you, sometimes for days or even weeks at a time. Alec had known at the time when he gained his rank that this work would fill much of his life, but now that he had finally found his way to you, it almost didn’t feel worth it.

Alec sighed softly as he got out of his seat, there was no reason to keep working any more tonight. At this point he had stared at those reports enough that he was seeing double, and the thought of your shared bed was like an angel’s call. With that in mind, the shadowhunter found himself almost floating to your shared room, a new edition to your relationship. Neither of you even had much time to spend in this room, as you were both important people in your circles and both took your duties seriously.

It was because of this that Alec didn’t even think about you being present when he entered the dimly lit room, his eyelids heavy and half shut as he pulled off his clothes robotically, folding it up neatly and placing it off to the side to go in the laundry in the morning. It was only when he fell onto the bed, now only clad his boxers, that he noticed the second presence in the room. He almost jolted up with shock, but your arm wrapped warmly and securely around his waist, pulling your lover close as you nuzzled into the back of his stiff neck.

“there’s my pretty boy” you rumble, your voice thick with sleep but also the love and admiration you have for Alec. Alec only allows himself to huff a little, feeling embarrassed at your sweet words. He had never gotten used to being complimented or praised, so when you peppered sleepy kisses on his neck and mumbled about his beautiful, he was and how strong he was, the shadowhunter felt himself grow hotter in the face.

“Look at you, all tense” you huff, your warm hands running up and down the planes of Alecs torso as you hook your chin over his shoulder, your thumbs rubbing just below his pecs, the action causing him to twitch and exhale sharply. “Always working so hard for everyone, but you never take care of yourself” you mumble, your lips pressed to the side of his neck. You can’t help but nibble on the skin there, letting your tongue flatten against the rune on his neck.

“Guess that’s why you have me, isn’t it” you almost tease, your hands finally grabbing his tight pecs in your palms, giving him a loving squeeze, making your sensitive lover whine. “Always such a diligent, good boy, aren’t you?” you croon, giving both of his nipples a quick pinch and twist, enjoying the punched-out noise that leaves Alec at the action. You had always loved how sensitive he was, and how easily you could work him up with just a few touches and sweet words.

“My good boy” you purr, hands traveling down his torso at a snail’s pace, almost in a worshipping manner as you feel out every shape that makes up his body, basking in the shaky way he breaths and how he can’t seem to keep his legs still. “My pretty boy” you hum, your thumbs teasing at the elastic of his underwear, an almost catlike smirk on your lips as you let your lover stew in the need and want running through his tired body.

“Just lay back Alec, ill take care of you” you mutter, using your grip to pull him further against your chest, your hips grinding into his own from behind. Alec shakily exhales but seems to melt in your arms, his muscles untensing as you fold his boxers down under his sack, releasing his hardness to the darkness of your shared room.

“Ill always take care of you. Because you are so good, and so beautiful. So smart, and so considerate of everyone around you” you keep mumbling, one of your hands wrapping around where Alec craves you the most. The noise that leaves him sounds drawn out and almost painful, like he had wanted you to touch him for so long. There isn’t a need for lube, as you don’t have to do much to work Alec how he needs it, at the moment he doesn’t need anything wild, he just needs your touch and presence.

The loose grip you have around him and the lazy way you stroke him is enough to have Alec twitching and jolting, his mouth open as he gasps and whimpers, words long gone from his person as he arches his hips into your hand. How you feel about him is impossible to express in words, so you keep laying every compliment you can think of on him as you kiss and suck at his neck and shoulder.

His keens rise in volume, his voice wobbly and almost hoarse as he begs in broken words. “Go on baby. Good boy, come on, be good and give it to me” you rumble, reaching up with your free hand to give one of his nipples a rough pinch and twist. Its all Alec needs to finish, his hips jolting almost painfully into your hand as his essence spills across the sheets in thick white stripes, painting your black sheets in a different shade.

You barely are able to withdraw from his back before Alec is asleep, the exhaustion of the multiple days of nonstop work and the euphoria of his orgasm knocking him out cold. With a soft chuckle, you kiss his temple and start cleaning up, moving him around to change him out of his underwear into a new pair, and getting new sheets on the bed. As you cuddle against his back again, this time under the sheets, you smile softly to yourself as you kiss the back of his neck. “I love you so much, my sweet boy” you whisper before shutting your eyes, burying your face into his hair, and inhaling his scent, letting the familiar scent carry you off into the land of sleep.

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soulofapatrick · 1 month

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Safe in your Arms - Alec Lightwood x female reader

Summary: You can’t sleep so you slip into bed with Alec

Words: 1.7K

Warnings: none really

Notes: This is written from female pov (my pov) however can be read as gender neutral so will put this story in both male and female reader

Y/N’s POV

The darkness presses in around me, suffocating and heavy. Another sleepless night grips me tightly, refusing to release its hold. With a sigh, I rise from the bed, the covers slipping off my like unwanted shackles.

Padding down the familiar corridors of the Institute, my footsteps echo softly against the stone floors. The hushed whispers of the night greet me, a comforting presence in the solitude. Each door I pass I hesitate, unsure who I’m looking for comfort in.

I barely pause outside Clary’s room as we’ve never seen eye to eye so I continue on, finding myself outside Izzy’s door. The familiar, faint scent of jasmine wafting though the air. She's always been a source of strength and support, but tonight, the idea of seeking refuge in her embrace feels somehow... wrong, too intimate. I can't quite put my finger on it, but something holds me back, a silent voice urging me to continue my search elsewhere.

Jace’s door looms ahead, a silent invitation beckoning me to seek shelter within his presence. For a moment, I hesitate, my hand hovering over the door handle as memories of shared laughter and whispered secrets flood my mind. But then, with a heavy sigh, I pull away, the weight of unspoken truths pressing down upon me like a leaden cloak.

My fingers ghost over Simon's door, the thought of seeking solace in his company tempting yet ultimately unfulfilling. We may share a bond forged in battle, but there's a divide between us that I can't seem to breach. With a sigh, I move on, the ache of loneliness gnawing at my heart with each passing moment.

And then, finally, I find myself standing outside Alec’s room, the door a silent barrier between me and the solace I seek. With a hesitant hand, I push the door open, the soft creak of hinges breaking the silence like a whisper in the night.

Inside, the room is bathed in a gentle glow, the moonlight filtering through the curtains casting shadows across the floor. Alec lies asleep, his chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm. For a moment, I simply stand there, drinking in the sight of him. Gone is the usual tension that seems to etch lines into his features during the waking hours. Instead, his face is softened by slumber, his expression serene and unguarded. The furrow of his brow, which often accompanies his deep concentration or stern demeanour, is smoothed away, replaced by an air of tranquility.

A small smile graces his lips, a sight so rare it’s almost surreal. It’s a stark contrast to the usual scowl that seems to be his default expression during the day. In this moment of vulnerability, his true essence shines through, a gentle warmth that draws me in like a moth to a flame.

I find myself captivated by the peacefulness that radiates from him, the subtle rise and fall of his chest a soothing rhythm that lulls me into a sense of calm. It's as if all the worries and burdens of the world have been momentarily lifted from his shoulders, leaving behind only the purest essence of who he is.

In this moment, Alec is not the fierce warrior or the stoic leader. He is simply Alec, vulnerable and human, a reminder that even the strongest among us need rest and respite from the battles we face.

And as I gaze upon him, a small smile tugs at the corners of my own lips, mirroring the one that graces his face. I hesitate for a moment, my heart pounding in my chest, before I gently lift the duvet and slide into the bed beside Alec. The rustling of the sheets stir him from his slumber, his eyelids fluttering open blearily as he tries to make sense of the intrusion.

“Wha—?" His voice is thick with sleep, the words trailing off into a soft murmur as he blinks owlishly at me. Confusion dances in the depths of his eyes, but there's also a hint of warmth, a flicker of recognition that warms my soul.

“What are you doing Birdie?" he mumbles, his words barely audible in the stillness of the room., the nickname he’s given me sending a shiver down my spine. Despite the grogginess that clouds his mind, there's a note of curiosity in his voice, a silent question hanging in the air between us.

"I couldn't sleep," I confess quietly, my voice barely more than a whisper. "And... I needed to be near you.”

Alec’s expression softens at my words, a silent understanding passing between us. Without a word, he shifts around in the bed, making room for me to settle beside him. The duvet envelops us both in its warmth as we find our positions, his body fitting against mine like two puzzle pieces finally coming together.

We settle into our newfound arrangement, a sense of peace washes over me, a warmth that seeps into my bones and drives away the chill of the night. In Alec's arms, I find sanctuary from the storms that rage within me, a refuge from the chaos of the world outside. And as sleep begins to claim me once more, I find solace in the knowledge that, for tonight at least, I am not alone.

As the first rays of dawn filter through the curtains, I gradually awaken from the depths of sleep, the heaviness of slumber clinging to my limbs like a comforting embrace. The warmth of Alec's presence envelops me, his arm draped protectively over my waist, anchoring me to the present moment.

I can feel the weight of his body pressed against mine, a comforting solidity that grounds me in reality. His unruly black hair tickles my cheek, a stark contrast to the softness of his lips pressed against my shoulder where my shirt has slipped slightly.

Alec emits a soft snuffle in his sleep as I gently begin to scratch his scalp, the motion soothing both him and me. His breath is warm against my skin, a gentle rhythm that lulls me back into a state of tranquility.

He shuffles around as he begins to slowly slip from sleep, his brilliant blue eyes fluttering open, revealing a sleep-ridden expression that tugs at my heartstrings. There’s a softness in his gaze, a vulnerability that I've rarely seen in him before. And as his eyes meet mine, a flicker of recognition dances in their depths, as if he's just now realizing that I'm here, lying beside him.

For a moment, we simply stare at each other, the weight of unspoken words hanging heavy in the air between us. And then, slowly but surely, a small smile tugs at the corners of Alec's lips, a gesture so tender and genuine that it sends my heart soaring.

Alec brushes the hair out of my face, his touch gentle, his fingers singing against my skin as if committing the moment to memory. I can feel the intensity of his gaze as he studies my face, his eyes searching for something, perhaps an answer to the question that lingers between us.

And then, without warning, he moves forward, his face hovering just inches from mine. My breath catches in my throat as anticipation coils within me, every nerve in my body on edge with anticipation.

And then, finally, his lips crash against mine in a kiss that sends shockwaves coursing through my veins. It’s everything I've ever imagined and more, his lips soft and plump against mine, fitting together with a perfect symmetry that feels like coming home. He rolls us from our sides so he’s leaving over me, his weight above me feeling right, perfect almost, as if we were always meant to be in this position.

His kisses are a revelation, each one tasting of warmth and longing, a tantalising blend of sweetness and desire that leaves me breathless. I can feel the heat of his body pressing against mine, his warmth seeping into my skin and sending shivers racing down my spine.

With every touch, every caress, I lose myself in the sensation of him, the feel of his lips against mine, the brush of his fingers against my skin. He smells of sandalwood and strawberries, a heady combination that fills my senses and leaves me intoxicated with desire.

In this moment, with Alec pressed against me, every nerve in my body tingles with anticipation. It's as if the world around us fades away, leaving only the two of us in our own little universe, bound together by the intensity of our connection.

But, just as our passion threatens to consume us, a quiet knock at the bedroom door shatters the fragile bubble we've created. Alec lets out a quiet groan, his head falling to my shoulder in frustration before he clears his throat and calls out, "One second!”

As he climbs out of the bed to open the door slightly, I sit up, the sheets rustling around me, betraying the fact that Alec's not alone. My heart races with a mixture of excitement and apprehension, unsure of what awaits us on the other side of that door.

And then, as Alec peers out into the hallway, his expression unreadable, I catch a glimpse of blond meaning it’s Jace standing in the corridor, his presence casting a shadow over our moment of intimacy. With a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach, I realise that our time alone together may be coming to an abrupt end.

Alec hisses something to Jace before closing the door and turning back to me, his eyes raking up my body, blue eyes darkening before he’s shaking his head and asking, “Breakfast?”

“Clothes then breakfast?”

“You can wear some of mine, then breakfast.”

“Deal.”

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callmekenya · 2 months

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Imagine: Both you and Alec being annoyed with Jace's attitude towards Clary.

Alec: So...are we not going to deal with the fact that's she's Valentine's daughter.

Jace: She's proved her loyalty, Alec, let it go.

Y/n: No! We're not going to just let it go Jace, for all we know, her mother and father could've put her up to this whole plan and all this “I have to find my mom!” bullshit is just an act.

Clary: I'm a shadowhunter as much as you are, I never been in contact with Valentine. I just find out he's dad today, same as you did.

Y/n: Yeah, because what you're telling us the truth and all you did since you got here was complain over and over again. Run into dangerous situations which ends in us [points to himself and the rest of the other] having to save your ass.

Jace: Y/n! Relax.

Y/n: Don't tell me relax, we have to right to question her and her motives. She just showed up out of the blue and all of a sudden, she's Valentine's daughter. That's such a coincidence.

Izzy: She hasn't done anything that suggests , she's working with Valentine.

Jace: Exactly.

Alec: You know Jace, if you're so desperate to get laid, just do what Isabelle does and go sleep with a faerie.

Jace: [Grabs him by his jacket] I'll watch what I'm saying, if I were you Alec.

Alec: Oh yeah...or else what, what are going do Jace...hit me?

Clary: Jace! Let him go!

Jace: If you don't stop talking, I will.

Izzy: Alec! Jace! Guys! Just let it go! When the time comes, she'll pick her side, until then she's one of us. Okay! So just let it go.

Jace: Fine. [Releases Alec]

Alec: Yeah, whatever I'll let it go.

Izzy: [Turns towards you] Y/n, cmon, just let it go, when the time comes we'll decide what to do then.

Y/n: I'll let it go.

Izzy: Great! Let's calm down no- [Gets cut off]

Y/n: If it ever comes down to you or my team, I'm choosing them, because I don't see you as one of us or part of this team. Because to me you're not one of us, you might have the abilities or whateva. But at the end of the day, you have the mentality of a mundane and that's all your mother's fault.

Clary: She was just trying to protect me.

Y/n: Well, she did a pretty shitty job at it, since you still got yourself and us caught up in all your family drama with daddy. It gonna come a day, where you mother choices leads someone to her death, and if you know what's good for you both, it better be her own or yours. Because I'm not afraid of finishing tha job and disposing of you.

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zaceouiswriting · 8 months

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The farmer (1)

Characters: Alec Lightwood x male reader, Sweet Pea x male reader

Universe: Shadowhunters/Riverdale

Warnings: implied death

I know this is an odd pairing. But this idea came to me in a pretty… dirty dream. But as you all should know by now, I have to do a rather long setup before we can move on to the interesting parts.

It was cold in the early hours of the morning. Much earlier than I'm used to being awake. I hadn't been out at these ungodly hours since I hired more workers. But to my dismay, two temporary workers hadn't shown up the day before, as they should have.

Ricko, the Chief Shepard, had pulled me from the warmth of my bed as he had done with everyone else. Wild wolves had killed three sheep. He was able to kill one of them but needed help catching the others.

With a rifle in everyone's hands, we searched even the smallest parts of the property, which took hours. It pushed back all the other work that had to be done. Even though we found the other wolves, five in total, I still wasn't happy because they had also killed one of the guard dogs.

Despite everything, I couldn't kill the trembling puppies I found, all huddled together in their small makeshift den.

I sighed heavily as the bright morning sun shone, with the puppies forming a pile in my hands, carrying them back to the house. It wouldn't be the first time I'd trained wild wolves to be guard dogs. They hadn't been out of the womb long, a few weeks at most, barely finished drinking their mother's milk.

I soon walked onto the main property, followed by Ricko and Hannah, one of the dairy workers.

“Boss!” Hannah suddenly shouted.

She was close to my ear. But I just followed her outstretched finger. In the distance, I saw two men dressed in dark colors near my home.

I felt anger rising within me. “Hey!” I called out to them. Abruptly, their heads turned in my direction. While the one on the left was a well-groomed young man with black hair and dark eyes, the other was the opposite, rather rough on the outside, wearing clothes made of rags, except for his leather jacket, which was in good condition. “Are you two, the last farmhands?”

The two men looked at each other strangely before calling back affirmatively.

Suddenly, the anger I could hardly contain deep inside burst out on my face. With quick steps, I reached them in a few moments.

The two men looked at each other again, almost as if they knew each other, but they came from vastly different areas.

“Do you both have work clothes?” I asked through gritted teeth.

The one on the left looked down and saw how overdressed he was. When he looked up again, a rosa blush laid on his cheeks.

Meanwhile, the other one also looked at him with a grin. “I already have mine on!”

Just as the left one looked at the right one, I giggled. Suddenly, both of them were focused on me again.

"No. No, you don't," I told him, chuckling dryly. "The post explicitly said you should come with work clothes on or in your bags. But I can also see that you two haven't much with you.“

I couldn't believe this idiocy. How can someone come to a farm unprepared?

"Pretty boy."

“Yes?” both men answered simultaneously.

“Left one, you’re about 180cm tall, right?”

“183,“ he answered.

His voice made me do a double take; it was deep, silky smooth. I rolled my eyes in response and shifted my attention to the other man. His grin had reappeared.

“Then you’re about 190 cm tall?”

“Give or take a few centimeters,” his voice was deep and rough.

Both men's voices gave me an obvious problem. As a shiver of excitement ran down my spine, I knew I had to get away from them quickly.

But before I did that, I looked them over again. The slightly shorter man had a smaller stature, was athletic, and probably toned underneath his clothes. While the other man was much taller and not all muscle, it seemed. At least not yet.

Without saying another word, I placed the wolf pups in the taller man's arms, turned around, opened my front door, and walked in, leaving the door open. Annoyed, I jumped upstairs and entered the first of two locked rooms. A lot of dust has already settled in it. After all, I haven't been there for two years.

I tried not to look at anything, knowing I wouldn't survive the day if I did. Slowly, I wandered around the room with my eyes almost closed, feeling around the walls until I could find the closet. Still, with my eyes closed, I pulled out whatever clothes I could find.

Out of nowhere, I could smell something. As soon as I realized what it was, it hit me like a ton of bricks. How? How could this smell still be here? Why must life endlessly taunt me?

Tears began to linger under my closed eyes. Soon, they forced me to open my eyes. But luckily, the room was dark. Even though I felt my body slowly freezing, I quickly ran outside and closed the door. I slammed my body against the door and tried to catch my breath.

I noticed that some of the clothes had slipped out of my hands. The sudden realization made me feel uneasy, causing me to almost fall to the ground. While preparing to enter the second room, I couldn't help but dread the thought of it.

I tried to suppress my feelings again and unlocked the second door. Strangely, the smell was even stronger than the last. Memories filled my mind: So many happy moments with these three. I miss their laughter, silliness, and voices. But most of all, I miss having them here.

It wasn't until a sob ripped from my throat that I realized the dam had finally broken. Before I knew it, I fell to the ground, ugly crying, as all the memories of the past flooded back, which I had successfully locked away. Why are they coming back now?

I couldn't hold back any longer. With the door wide open and me kneeling in the room right in front of a pile of clothes that hadn't moved since the accident. Somehow, his scent still clung to them. I loved this smell, it had always made me feel safe.

For a fleeting moment, I thought someone was standing at my side because it felt like a hand was gently stroking my back. From the top of my shoulder to my side. I knew the fingers would try to tickle me there, which they always did. In their words: “If you laugh, you cannot cry."

It made me feel better, even though there wasn't a hand or anyone at my side when I finally looked around.

I wiped away my tears, went to the closet, pulled out most of the clothes, and left the room. I left the door open and immersed myself in the pleasant scent. Upon returning to the other room, I opened the door, letting it stay open. I retrieved the remaining clothing items and proceeded downstairs.

Fortunately, the two men had come in together with Hannah, waiting in the open living room. As soon as she saw me, her eyes also became sad. She was obviously worried.

I stayed silent as I placed the clothes on a nearby table. I didn't even look at her anymore. “Please ask Jonathan to show these two how to clean the barns as punishment for being a day late,” I said sternly to Hannah, without a hint that anything was wrong.

Finally, I turned to the two men, looking at me uncomfortably. "Right," I mumbled, barely loud enough for anyone to hear, "call Tomas as well and tell him we have new puppies. I'll start training them tomorrow."

I could see her nodding in understanding.

“I will be back in the evening.”

It took a while, but before I could reach the door, her voice sounded again: "Where are you going?“ Panic could be heard in her voice.

“The lake,” I answered curtly as I opened the door.

She gasped. Which wasn't surprising since I hadn't been there since the day my life fell apart two years ago.

Just as a gust of wind passed me, I felt something strange at the end of my leg. When I looked down, I saw one of the little wolves. Barely strong enough to walk.

Hannah became even more panicked as she tried to run towards me, most likely to take the wolf away from me. But much to her certain amazement, I crouched down. “Do you want to come with me?” I ask softly and gently stroke the wolf’s head.

It even tried to howl. I could only smile.

"Come on!“ I told it, holding out my hand.

The little wolf sniffed it. A second later, I licked it and then suddenly nibbled on it.

“You’re a cheeky little guy, aren’t you?” I asked, laughing. I grabbed the wolf by the neck and examined him. “Yes, a naughty little boy.”

I put him in the palm of my hand and stroke him a little more. I even set a kiss on his head, after which he tried to get another one by following my head.

Instead of leaving the house, I went to the fridge, took a couple of small meat cubes, and put them into a small container. While doing this, the little wolf cranked his head and licked my hand. He could obviously smell the meat on it. His teeth weren't very long, but they would suffice to chew a little.

Without giving any of the three a last glance, I left the house and headed north towards a forest that was a few kilometers away. I had to go through it to reach the lake, which was located near a corner of my property. Even though the place was gloomy, I still had to go there after all these years.

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#alec lightwood x male reader #alec lightwood #sweet pea #sweet pea x male reader #x male reader #male reader #shadowhunters #riverdale

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woodandwaxwings · 1 year

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The fact that I have to specify male/gn reader for GAY characters as in NON women loving NON women is fucking insane. Female writers stop erasing characters sexuality challenge level IMPOSSIBLE apparently 😒😡

#grizz the society x male reader #x male reader #male reader #x reader #grizz visser #the society #cole mackenzie #anne with an e #awae cole #newt tmr #the maze runner #shadowhunters #alec lightwood #alexander lightwood

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thebisexualdogdad · 2 years

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If the boat is a rocking, don't come a knocking - Alec Lightwood x M!reader

"Babe you need to relax," you tell your boyfriend as he paces around the boat you rented for your weekend getaway at the lake, "Isabelle's in charge, the institute will be just fine."

"I know that and I don't trust anyone more than Isabelle to keep it from becoming a madhouse but the last vacation I went on was before Max was even born and we still ended up spending half the trip at the Madrid Institute," he says, "relaxing just isn't something that comes easy to me."

You walk up to him, his shirt hanging open giving you free access to rest your hands on his bare stomach.

There's a slight breeze on the lake as your boat floats amongst the couple of other boats being rented for the weekend.

"Come on, let's go down below, there's something I think that will help you relax," you grin.

You take his hand and guide him to the small cabin beneath the boat, sitting him down on the couch before settling in his lap.

Alec smiles while he wraps his arms around your waist, kissing you sweetly.

Your hands are on his neck, rocking your hips against his.

Thanks to the thin material of both of your swim shorts you can feel his erection growing and much to his protest your lips leave his but when he realizes you're getting to your knees in front of him he gulps.

You tug his shorts down enough to free his semi hard cock and stroke him a few times before licking up the shaft.

With him now fully hard you take him in your mouth, expertly bobbing your head.

You grip the base firmly and Alec is moaning above you.

"How are you so good at that," he sighs.

"Lots of practice," you tease, releasing his cock and kissing down the shaft to his balls, sucking on them making him moan.

"Take your shorts off," he says, his stomach already tensing and desperately needing to be inside you.

You stand up, getting rid of your shorts so now you're completely naked while Alec rids himself of his own swimming attire.

He pulls you back into his embrace, kissing you intensely and grabbing your ass.

He sticks a finger in his mouth, lathering it and teasing your hole with it.

Your hips jolt when he slowly pushes his finger in to stretch you out.

"You good?" He asks you as he pumps it in and out.

"Alec please fuck me," you beg.

He retracts his finger but quickly replaces it with his cock, gently pushing inside as you adjust to him.

Once you give him the okay he starts steadily thrusting his hips up into you, your cock slapping his stomach with every move.

"Fuck yes," you groan when he repositions you in his lap to give him a better angle and your pleasure intensifies.

One of his hands is squeezing your ass while the other goes to your chest, pinching and flicking your nipples.

"Alec," you moan as he fucks you faster.

You're tightly gripping the top of the couch and you swear it's not just the lake waves making the boat rock.

The top of his muscled thighs are slapping against the bottom of yours and sweat is dripping down his perfectly hairy chest.

He notices your body trembling and begins stroking your cock causing you to cum all over your stomachs as he fucks you through your orgasm.

"Oh my god," you moan as your release washes over your whole body.

Less than a minute later Alec is cumming deep inside you and you're chanting his name.

You lift yourself off of his cock and you rub your sticky cocks together as he gets one last string of cum to spurt out of him.

You take a moment to catch your breath and Alec lays you down, cuddling into your side the best he can on the small couch, his cock pressed into your ass.

"I'm really glad you convinced me to come on this trip," he tells you, kissing your cheek.

"Guess you're relaxed now huh," you chuckle.

"Very relaxed," he smiles, "and after a quick nap I might actually want to go for a dip in the lake."

"Then we can properly use that hot tub back at the cabin with a nice bottle of wine," you tease.

"I think I'm starting to like vacations."

#shadowhunters imagine #alec lightwood imagine #alec lightwood x reader #alec lightwood x male reader #x male reader #fic

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angelst4re · 2 years

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Jace wayland smut

so... i came up with the idea for this whilst listening to weeknd and i just think it's been one of my best ones so far... i hope you like it!! <3

Professional- Jace Wayland/ Herondale/ Lightwood x Stripper!Reader

summary: you and jace dated in the past but broke up as he was moving away, after years, you reunite at the strip club you work at...

warning: NSFW!! smut, oral (m receiving!)

note: jace <3333 also, can i just say i'm still not ever this photo, it has taken over my brain all over again. ALSO, i'm thinking of writing a part 2 to this where he *repays* reader so let me know if you'd like that!! :)

Jace Wayland was a name you would never forget. Although the two of you were only young he had given you memories to last a lifetime. Neither of you wanted to break up, but he was moving away. It was for the best. You both knew that the long distance wouldn’t work out and he wanted to put your happiness first.

However, that was not the case. It had been 6 years and you still thought about him almost every day, every time you saw a motorbike or a mango or a duck, your first thought would be Jace. You had tried to move on, start new relationships and situationships, but nothing would ever last longer than a couple weeks. You constantly craved male validation now Jace had gone and you couldn’t hold down a relationship, so you turned to the strip club.

Jace knew he would also never move on from the relationship the two of you had. He had tried, though. He experimented with relationships, went on a few dates, then turned to sleeping around. However, that all stopped when Clary turned up at the Institute. This time he had managed to trick his brain into loving her, he knew it was the best he could do now that you weren’t around.

He was so dedicated to loving Clary, taking his mind off of you, that he had even proposed to her. He knew that way he would be tied to her, and no longer tied to you.

Magnus Bane was adamant about organising Jace’s stag party. He wanted to do as much as he could to make Jace feel uncomfortable, just so he and Alec could laugh about it before going in to rescue him. This resulted in a visit to the strip club.

As the 25 year old Jace Herondale walked through the door, you immediately decided your brain was playing tricks on you. There was no way he could be here. The last time you had seen him, he was 19, you were 18, and boy had he aged wonderfully. His face was more defined, his jawline sharp enough to cut. His golden hair remained the same, but there was a new addition- more runes and a few tattoos.

After you finally decided your mind was no longer messing with you, you went to fix your makeup, deciding that you were going to be the one to see to him tonight, and if anyone else tried, it would result in a stiletto to the eye.

“Jace Wayland,” you smirked, your long legs carrying you towards him, the 7 inch heels tapping against the floor as you walked. Tonight you wore a black skin-tight dress, what was underneath was to be revealed later. “What are you doing here?”

One of the men he was with began to grin, his cat-like eyes widening in amusement as he patted Jace on the back.

“Don’t tell me you’re a regular!” Magnus laughed, but Jace’s face showed no sign of amusement.

“It’s Herondale now, actually.” Jace had corrected you, “what are you doing here?”

“I work here, darling.” You smiled, looking at him through your lashes, “now, would you like a dance?”

“He would!” The other man he was with spoke, his dazzling blue eyes were playful as he grinned at Jace. “It’s his stag night, we thought he-”

“You’re getting married? Wow, who’s the lucky person?” You faked a big smile, your words sounded a lot harsher than they should have.

“That doesn’t matter.” Jace dismissed your question, “let’s get this over and done with, then.”

You had led Jace back to one of the private rooms, sitting him on the chair as you began to take your hair out of it’s ponytail, letting it fall to your shoulders.

“I still can’t believe you’re working here.” Jace said after a few moments of silence, “what happened?”

“My parents kicked me out when I told them I didn’t want to be like them anymore. I needed a place to stay and a way to make money, and… well, I like the way they look at me.” You said, cringing at how vulnerable you sounded, yet you made your way over to Jace. He spread his legs out, pulling you down on top of him.

“Darling, I hate the thought of anyone else seeing your body. Please, you can’t stay here.” He said, placing his hands on your waist.

“Don’t tell me what to do, Wayland.” You smirked, tracing your hands down your chest, moving to the sound of the music. “I’m a big girl now.”

Jace didn’t correct you on his name, instead his hands rubbed down your back, resting just above your ass. He smirked seeing how flustered you had become under his touch.

“Is this how they touch you?” He asked.

“Usually, I don’t allow them to touch me,” you smirked, flipping your hair over your shoulder before bending down to whisper in his ear, “but I can make an exception for you.”

The two of you knew you had unfinished business, maybe one night together would be the closure you both needed, or maybe it would leave you feeling even more empty- either way, you both knew what you wanted.

You placed a delicate kiss just under his ear, moving your hips to the music that played. He groaned, his hands coming back up to your waist to slow your pace.

“Darling,” he whispered, “if you carry on like this you know where it’s going to lead to.”

“I know… maybe I want it to lead to that.” You grinned, ripping yourself out of his arms and standing up, reaching behind you to unzip your dress. “I’ve missed you, Wayland.”

Once again, Jace didn’t correct you. His attention was elsewhere.

“Maybe I’ve missed you too.” He grins, shifting about in his seat, “now get over here.”

You do as he says, and he spins you around so your back is to him. He leaned forwards, placing one hand on your hip as the other came up to the zip of your dress. As he slowly dragged it down, exposing your back, goosebumps rose on your skin. He was always so gentle with you.

He softly traces his finger over a long scar on your back, you had gotten this in your first fight. Jace wasn’t there to protect you, you had gotten into an argument and Jace being Jace, hadn’t answered any of your calls. He had never forgiven himself for it.

He kissed the scar before turning you back around to face him. You dropped your dress to the ground, revealing the intense lingerie set you had been wearing. Jace immediately bit down on his lip, he couldn’t help the jealousy that had consumed him as he thought about you wearing this for many people to see.

He still remembered the way your body felt under his, the way you would moan into his kisses, the way your legs would wrap around his waist when you begged for him to go faster.

Noticing the bulge in his jeans, you smiled and placed your hands on his thighs, dropping to your knees.

The room suddenly got hotter and the air was thick. You looked up at Jace through your lashes with lust-filled eyes, he looked down at you, his lips slightly parted as his chest heaved. He leaned down, placing a finger under your chin as he crashed his lips into yours. He always felt like heaven.

As the kiss began to get more heated, your hands fumbled around with his belt. When it was off, you now worked to unbutton his jeans. Your mouth was almost watering at the thought of tasting him again, feeling him.

When his jeans were unbuttoned, you pulled them down his thighs along with his boxers, his aching cock was already leaking precum. You swiped your finger over the top as you pulled away from his lips, slipping your finger into your mouth instead. He groaned at your actions, kissing your forehead before leaning back, spreading his legs out further.

“You sure you wanna do this?” He asked, his voice dropped a few octaves, utterly consumed by lust. His fingers combed through your hair as you looked up at him.

“Yes.” You stated bluntly, wrapping your hand around his cock.

“Fuck,” he groaned as you began pumping his hand.

You pressed a wet kiss to the tip of his dick before wrapping your lips around it, sucking on him like it was the last thing you would ever do. You couldn’t help but press your thighs together when he threw his head back, running a hand through his hair.

You were determined to make this the best orgasm he’s had since leaving you, wanting to leave him begging for more. You hollowed your cheeks as you took him further down your throat, your hand working at the base. You placed your other hand on his bare thigh and felt him bucking his hips in time with your actions.

The sounds he would make were music to your ears. His hand came down to push your hair away from your face, holding it in a makeshift ponytail before involuntarily thrusting his hips again, forcing you to take all of him into your mouth. Despite your best attempts to hold it back, you couldn’t help but gag as you felt it hit the back of your throat. He immediately apologised, but you didn’t care. It was clear he was enjoying this, so you did it again, allowing him to fuck your throat.

“Holy shit,” he groaned, using his other hand to wipe away a tear that had slid down your cheek, “you’re so- so good… I’m not gonna last much longer, angel.”

His words only encouraged you further. Needing to feel him finish in your mouth, you worked faster, bobbing your head and sucking harder. Your teeth accidentally grazed a vein on his cock and that’s when you felt him twitch inside your mouth. He pushed your head down so your nose was pressed into his pelvis as he came down your throat with a loud groan.

As you swallowed it all, you pushed yourself up with the hand on his thigh and looked down at him, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath, his head thrown back, you were ready to climb on his lap.

Then there was a knock on the door.

“Hey, y/n, it’s been 15 minutes now. I need to use this room soon.” A girl you guessed to be Lillian called from the other side of the door.

You frowned, forgetting you were actually at work and if anyone found out you had sucked off a ‘customer’ you would probably lose your job.

“Okay, we’re done now, anyway.” You shouted back, desperately trying to get your dress back on.

As you reached behind to zip it up, you were met with Jace’s hands. He zipped your dress back up for you and kissed your shoulder.

“Since I now have a favour to repay…” he whispered, handing you his phone to type your number in.

#jace wayland smut #jamie campbell bower x reader #jamie bower smut #jamie campbell bower smut #jamie campbell bower #jace herondale #jace herondale x reader #jace herondale smut #jace wayland x reader #shadowhunters #city of bones #jace lightwood #he has too many names.#jamie bower #jamie bower x reader

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nickgoesinsane · 11 months

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the last anon reminds me of all the alec lightwood x fem reader fics i've seen. like, he's a GAY MAN. HE HAS A HUSBAND-

if they want a bi character, his husband is bi, but that's besides the point.

or the robin buckley x male reader fics :/

making a canonically queer character a different sexuality than theirs is still homophobia.

SO MANY CANONICALLY STRAIGHT MEN IN FICTION AND THEY GO FOR THE FEW GAY ONES WE HAVE

WE CAN’T HAVE NOTHIN

#╰┈➤ nick answers !

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writerofthewinds · 2 years

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Upcoming projects :

Last update 22/03/2023

-Jason grace with a Muslim boyfriend -Jason grace with Arabic bf pt 2 -Jason grace with Pakistani reader

-Ray palmer x reader

-NSFW and Fluff alphabet for Percy Jackson, Ben Florian, Dick Grayson, and ray palmer.

- First time with Jason grace

-cockwarming with Jason grace

-Jason grace being flirty

-Jason grace x male reader SMUT with bondage and electro stimulation

-Alec lightwood x male reader SMUT

-Brett Talbot x male reader SMUT

-Aiden and Ethan Steiner x Male reader SMUT

-Aiden Flynn x male reader SMUT

-Nikolai lantsov fluff alphabet

-Nikolai lantsov NSFW alphabet

- If you have requests, dont hesitate to send them ( as I said before, I'm really busy with exams, so it might take a while).

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sweet-demiboi · 2 years

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Send me some requests for the Shadowhunter-Boys pretty please

#alec lightwood x male reader #gay #pansexual #bi #lgbt #male!reader #trans #ftm #jace wayland x male reader #magnus bane x male reader #alec lightwood x male!reader #jace wayland x male!reader #magnus bane x male!reader #shadowhunters x male reader #shadowhunters x male!reader

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fatbottombucky · 4 years

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“Hey, Handsome” Alec Lightwood x Reader

Summary: Inspired by a post I saw ages ago :)

Fandom: Shadowhunters

Pairings: Alec Lightwood x Male!Reader

Rating: Teen [PG-13]

Warnings: Reader is drunk, Alec is just too cute for words in this

Authors Note: I’m too funny tbh

“You look awful,” Izzy grinned as you scowled in her direction.

Why did she have to yell? It was morning time, no one should be yelling in the morning. You drank some more of your coffee, ignoring her amused stares and crossing her arms as she watched you.

“Why are you yelling?” You sighed, rubbing your eyes and sighing softly.

Your body is slumped over a desk, the screen in front of you is turned off because the light was too bright and your eyes couldn’t focus on the screen. Although you should be working, no one was going to tell you off whilst you glared at everyone.

“I’m talking normally,” she giggled and sat on the desk beside you, “poor bebé,” a hand being swiped through your hair.

“I wasn’t that drunk last night,” you tried but the look you got from the female Lightwood told you otherwise.

You gave a look of ‘what’, genuinely confused by her reaction. Sure, you can’t remember much of last night but you were all celebrating Joyce’s return for Clary.

“You flirted with Alec last night,” she tells you.

Is that is?

You chuckled, “Well, he is my boyfriend!”

“You also asked if he was single,” The voice of Jace interrupts Izzy, you look over your shoulder at the handsome hunter and he just smiles back at you. Clary beside him with a bright grin, trying to hold back her laughter.

“Then you cried when he said he wasn’t.” She informs you.

“Hey handsome,” you slurred with a dopey smirk as you looked at the tall specimen.

You’re tipsy. Swaying on the spot and leaning against the bar to keep from falling flat on your face, glass of some alcohol in your hand. Your confidently looking the stranger up and down, no shame in checking out such a fine gentleman.

“Hey,” the amused greeting is thrown back at you, he leans his body to face yours and his face is... great.

He has a great face is all you keep thinking to yourself.

“What are you doing here?” You ask, “here with anyone?”

He tilts his head, darks eyes narrowing in your direction. A small smile tugs at his lips, a knowing smirk settling on his face.

“Same as you,” you frown, “celebrating and I’m here with my friends,” he sips his own drink.

Friends. He didn’t mention a partner, you have an in. This is your moment, shoot your shot. Do not miss. You never miss. You can leave here with a fucking handsome man, time to lay it on thick.

“You got a boyfriend, handsome?”

There’s a brief pause, he raises his eyebrows and watches as you give a seductive smirk. Liquid courage has really helped you talk to this stranger, otherwise, you’d never have talked to him.

“I actually do have a boyfriend,” he tells you with a slight chuckle.

You’re stunned on the spot. Your heart shattering inside of your chest and you don’t know why. You look back at the bar, hand holding your drink tightly and your eyes start stinging.

“Oh, god,” you place your head in your hands.

Izzy laughs and pats your shoulder, trying to comfort you but simultaneously laughing at your distress.

“What’s wrong?” The deep and demanding voice of your boyfriend rings out, “what have you guys done to Y/N?”

“It’s not what we have done, it’s what he did last night.” Jace chuckles you look up in time to see Alec give a disapproving look to his best friend, but the amused smile ends up tilting his lips.

“I’m never drinking again,” you sigh out and Izzy rolls her eyes.

She hops off the desk, giving a lasting smile to you and her brother before walking off with Clary.

You sighed and looked at Jace, a mischievous smile graces his face as he looks at you. He ignores Alec and a slow teasing smile spreads across his face, you sat back in your chair and look at Jace, already knowing the comments he’s gonna make.

“I have so, so many jokes,” Jace tells you, “That I’m going to save for when Alec is gone.”

You smile despite the headache, he claps your shoulder as he goes off in the opposite direction of the girls. You watch Jace leave and then look back at your boyfriend, his posture has changed.

Arms are crossed, head tilted down to look at you. This is his ‘you better listen up’ posture.

“How ya been?” You try and he rolls his eyes.

A cute little smile is plastered on his face, “I’m guessing they all told you what happened last night?” You nod once, embarrassment crossing your features, “it was the funniest thing that has happened in a very long time.” He admits at your expense.

“Glad my drunk stupor was hilarious to you,” Alec chuckles at the sound melts your heart, body filling up with love for him- as usual. “I love you,” you tell him honestly.

Alec shakes his head, “Sorry I have a boyfriend,” you snort and roll your eyes at him. “How are you feeling?” Concern lacing his words and you shrug, allowing your face to convey your emotions. “I’m not letting you drink that much again, now Clary won’t stop laughing and joking.”

You shake your head at him, chuckling lightly. The fact the worst thing about this, for him, was the fact Clary had something to laugh about.

Standing up, you wrap your arms around Alec who grins about to make another comment but you quickly shut him up with a soft kiss to his lips. He’s never normally big on PDA, but sometimes you’re able to get him to make an exception- especially when you need him to shut up.

#Alec Lightwood #alec lightwood x reader #alec lightwood x male!reader #alec lightwood x male reader #alec lightwood one shot #alec lightwood imagines #shadowhunters #shadowhunters one shot #shadowhunters x reader

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soulofapatrick · 1 month

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KEY:

🌶️ = NSFW

🥹 = SFW

😡 = angsty

𝓢𝓲𝓶𝓸𝓷 𝓛𝓮𝔀𝓲𝓼 𝔁 𝓕𝓮𝓶𝓪𝓵𝓮 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻

Giving into Desires 🥹

Heart's Desires 1/2 🥹/😡

Heart's Desires 2/2 🥹/😡

Nightmares and Cuddles 🥹

𝓡𝓪𝓹𝓱𝓪𝓮𝓵 𝓢𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓪𝓰𝓸 𝔁 𝓕𝓮𝓶𝓪𝓵𝓮 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻

I Know Who You Are 🥹

Party Favours 🥹

𝓙𝓪𝓬𝓮 𝓗𝓮𝓻𝓸𝓷𝓭𝓪𝓵𝓮 𝔁 𝓕𝓮𝓶𝓪𝓵𝓮 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻

Lost and Found 🥹/😡

"I love you" 🥹/😡

Distractions 🥹

Domesticated (5+1) 🥹

𝓐𝓵𝓮𝓬 𝓛𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽𝔀𝓸𝓸𝓭 𝔁 𝓜𝓪𝓵𝓮 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻

Safe in your Arms 🥹

𝓐𝓵𝓮𝓬 𝓛𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽𝔀𝓸𝓸𝓭 𝔁 𝓕𝓮𝓶𝓪𝓵𝓮 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮r

Broken Showers aren't all Bad 🥹

Safe in your Arms 🥹

𝓙𝓮𝓶 𝓒𝓪𝓻𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓲𝓻𝓼 𝔁 𝓕𝓮𝓶𝓪𝓵𝓮 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻

To be written...

𝓦𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓗𝓮𝓻𝓸𝓷𝓭𝓪𝓵𝓮 𝔁 𝓕𝓮𝓶𝓪𝓵𝓮 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻

To be written...

𝓖𝓪𝓫𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓵 𝓛𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽𝔀𝓸𝓸𝓭 𝔁 𝓕𝓮𝓶𝓪𝓵𝓮 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻

To be written...

𝓖𝓲𝓭𝓮𝓸𝓷 𝓛𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽𝔀𝓸𝓸𝓭 𝔁 𝓕𝓮𝓶𝓪𝓵𝓮 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻

To be written...

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domxmarvel · 4 years

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Silent

Ko-fi

Masterlist

Requested by: @kill-the-bad-thingss

Pairing: Alec Lightwood x Male Reader

Words:1538

Summary: An Alec Lightwood x reader where the reader is a warlock who only speaks when he's casting spells and the fast time he speaks is when he says "I love you" to Alec?

Silence was your favorite sound of all,so much silence would drive anyone crazy but not you. The only sound came from your old antique clock,sometimes the sound was from your spells but it was always silent. You didn't have a lot of friends but you were okay with that,in fact you didn't speak unless you were casting spells. It was the only time you could let your voice out,it was the only time you felt safe to speak.

Back when your parents still believe that you were their biological child,they were the most precious things in your life. Of Course your father didn't know,your mother never told him. Although you knew you weren't human and hid it from them,it was all good until your warlock mark started to show. It was your eyes,they had turned purple overnight.

Your parents immediately knew what you were and that's when your entire life went downhill. All the love they had given you quickly turned into hatred. You father always hated you but your mother was different,some days she'd be sweet and other days she'd be as cruel if not more than your father. That's why her cruelty hurt a lot more because you knew that some part of her still loved you. They would lock you in the basement for days,you could hear them arguing through the floor and walls. They would always be yelling at one another,you covered your ears but the sounds of their screams still got in. All the time you were locked up you spent practicing your magic.

One night your mother walked in,she knelt down in front of you

"Y/N listen you need to leave" Looking up at her you noticed that she had been crying " You need to go,he's planning on killing you tomorrow" she cried "Please I know I've been horrible to you but I can't let him kill you" She set a bag in front of you and walked out. After a few minutes you grabbed it and walked out of the basement. Your eyes burned from the candlelight,as you grabbed onto the door handle

"Where the hell do you think you're going?" You immediately knew who it was,without a second thought you opened the door and ran out. He ran out after you,you knew you couldn't outrun him but there was something that you could do that he couldn't stop. You used your magic,you didn't want to hurt him but you wanted to scare him. That night you learned something very important,to not let your emotions control you. In your effort to scare him,you conjured up a ring of fire

"Stop this right now"He yelled,but this time you didn't flinch,this time you were in control.

"No I won't" The flames grew bigger and quickly got out of control,he ended up being burned alive.

That night was four hundred years ago,for anyone else it would seem like an eternity but to you those memories were like yesterday. Since then you hid your eyes,using magic to conceal what you really were. You spent your days practicing magic,hoping from teacher to teacher and you were ecstatic but also sad. The thing that everyone was praising you for was the very same thing you used to kill someone,but since you didn't speak no one knew about your past.

Your existence wasn't a secret,the down world along with the shadowhunters knew about you. But no one ever asked you,because they knew you didn't speak and wouldn't answer them.

You'd think being hundreds of years old would help you gain some confidence and start speaking again. It bothered you that you never could say what was on your mind because you didn't feel safe without your magic.

There was knock on your door one night,putting your spell book down you opened the door. In front of you was one of the nephilim with dark brown hair and hazel eyes,there were runes scattered all over his arms and a large on on his neck. A bow and quiver were strapped to his back,that was your boyfriend Alec lightwood

"Please I need your help" He said,looking down you noticed that he bleeding. You dragged him in and laid him on his back. Using your magic you started to heal him

"What happened to you?" You asked

"A demon"

"You were hunting alone?"You asked

"It was just patrol,everybody was busy"

"You shouldn't be patrolling by yourself" You said,when an idea hit you "I could've gone with you,although I wouldn't be much for conversation"He laughed

"I don't mind" His hand moved to your cheek,you smiled at him.

The next morning Alec woke you up by trailing kisses all over your face,you pulled him back down onto your bed.Alec laughed

“Y/N i have to go”You groaned,he gave you another kiss “I’ll be back later tonight”He walked out. After a while you got up to get some coffee.As you were cleaning up and getting ready for the day when you got a fire message.It was from someone at the institute asking you to repair there wards.

The moment you stepped inside you were approached by Alec

“Y/N what are you doing here?”He asked,you handed him the fire message. You could see Izzy walking up to you

“Hey Y/N”You smiled at her,She looked at the paper in her brother’s hand “Oh,follow me” She lead you back outside. “This is where we think it broke”She said pointing to it,you started working on it.

“What happened?”You asked

“There was an attack,nothing serious but it showed that our wards were weak”She explained.”Can i ask you something?”She asked

“Sure but i’m can’t guarantee you an answer”

“Do you talk to Alec like without your magic?”She asked,you froze for a second “I mean you’re talking right now and you don’t seem to have any trouble”You interrupted her

“I’ve been trying to regain that confidence and speak without my magic.There are so many thing i want to tell you and everyone.And there are so many thing i want to tell Alec”You stopped speaking when you were done with the repair,turning towards Izzy and nodded

“Thank you Y/N,and thank you for telling me this”You smiled at her and walked back into the institute. The moment you walked in everyone turned towards you,you could hear them whispering as you walked through the institut trying to find Alec.

“Y/N”You heard someone call out your name,turning around you saw that it was Jace. “Hey i’m guessing you’re looking for alec”You nodded “I know where he is,follow me”. You soon reached a the end of the hallway,there was only one room on your right.Jace gestured to the door,you placed your hand onto the wood knocking on it

“Come in”Alec said from inside the room,loud enough to hear.You walked inside “Y/N i’m guessing the wards repair went well”You nodded,He stood up “Great”.He moved closer,making you move back until your back hit the door.He leaned in giving you a kiss,tangling your finger into his hair you pulled him closer.The kiss got way out of hand,it kept getting more intense with every second. Before you knew it you had your legs wrapped around him. He suddenly stopped “We shouldn’t do that here” he stepped back.As you looked at him and the room,you noticed that both were a mess. With a wave of your hand the room was all cleaned up.

“We’ll finish that at my place”

“It might happen sooner”Alec laughed.

Alec walked you out,you were almost at the front door when you felt him hold your hand.Taking a deep breath,you stopped making Alec turned around

“Y/N”You moved closer,putting both your hands on his cheeks

“Alec,i love you”Those were the first words you had said without your magic,for hundreds of years you had to shield yourself with it but now you didn’t have to.You were safe.Alec started crying as he pulled you closer.

“I love you too”He said with tears rolling down his face “I think i have to leave”He chuckled. Izzy was on her way in when the two of you walked out

“Oh your leaving?”She asked Alec but before alec could answer,you did

“Actually he’s coming back with me”Izzy froze,making Alec laugh a bit

“Wait did,did you just?”

“Yes i did”She hugged you

You had spent the rest of the night just talking with Alec,about everything possible you just wanted to talk.You could finally tell him how much you loved him.

“Alec”

“Yes Y/N”

“Have i told you how much i love you”

“Only about 400 times since we left the institutet”He laughed “And i love you too”

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zaceouiswriting · 2 years

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The last straw

Character: Alec Lightwood x male reader

Universe: Shadowhunters

Warnings: None

„Can you two shut the fuck up, for once?“, your loud voice called out to the two people making everyone's life a living hell.

Jayce and Clary looked at you shocked. Until now, you never opened your mouth in destaining. Just running with the flow, except with Alec. You found amusement to stress him out. But this was going too far even for you.

You had heard from your family back home, that Alec is short to lose his position in the Institute, because of unauthorized missions. Since Clary came, everything had changed. Jayce and Alec’s relationship fell apart and you could not hear her voice anymore.

„Clary is a narcissistic little girl, who does not understand the world in the slightest. Even if her mother can be saved, the price is too great and her mother is not worth enough to lose everything.“ But your pleas as always fell on deaf ears. Jayce whined like the little bitch he is, which only let your eyes roll back into your head. „Would you be okay with Alex losing the Institute Jayce? To save a woman who betrayed her entire kind? A woman who stole from the angels?“

Before you even asked these questions, you knew the answers he would give or more likely Clary would give.

Just as he opened his mouth, Clary was already talking shit about her being new to this part of her, and she just wants her mother back. Just her manipulative self, to make everyone bend to her will.

„You disgust me, Clary. Nobody likes you. Everything done for you, was only because Jayce asked us to. We would've never done anything like this for a girl we just met. So get back down from your high horse and either go with our rules or fuck off. Because if Alec loses his position, I will make sure you will never find a friendly smile under any of us!“

As your threat was delivered you slammed your hands on the table your friend group was standing in front of, walking away in a rage.

All four of them watched you stomping off, completely stunned at your aggression and especially wanting the best for Alec. It took all of them especially Alec a moment to comprehend everything. „I think you should go after him, big bro,“ Isabelle told her brother, with an obvious wink. He did not understand this light gesture but still did what his sister told him to do. He was in no shape to decide for himself.

It wasn’t hard to find you. A long array of beaten-up men walked out of the training room. Alec had a perfect view of you, as you trashed the next one challenging you. Nothing you did could calm down the storm brewing up in you.

Just as you were about to give the finishing blow to your next victim, another stick stopped yours. Furious eyes looked in the calm collected one of your Instituts leader. Alec stood strong and proud in front of you. Eyebrows cocked up in a challenging way.

Not a single second was wasted by you, as you began to slam your stick onto his. Sweat drops flew around as you fought with everything you had. Alec who never was a master of close combat had massive complications to fight you or stand against you in any way.

„Are you going to tell me, what was this all about at the table? You taking my side? To be honest that one came as a surprise.“ Even though you were sure, that he did not mean it that way, he looked and sounded smug as nothing in his life before.

It took you over the edge, getting even more aggressive with Alec, till the point, where he was on the ground, with the end of your stick at his throat. „Don’t think too much about it Alec or you might hurt your little pretty head.“

Not knowing what came over him, after hearing you telling him something like this, he slammed his feet, against your legs, for you to fall over. Just a moment after you had won the match, you lay on the floor, with Alec between your legs, his arms beside your head. „Seems as if I have one, what do I get?“

It was the closest you ever were to Alec, his lips so close to yours. Full, mesmerizing a sin you could not let go of. Before his smile could falter, his light laughter stop echoing through the wide hall, you grabbed his neck kissing him, as you wanted for years. He tasted like cherries and mint.

For a moment there was a hesitation on his side, but it quickly subsided, as his hands began to run down your torso. But the moment could not hold on forever. But you had to separate. Sadly breathing was still a thing.

„That was…“

„Sorry, this should’ve never happened, I know you are in love with Jayce and-“

You tried to get away from him, but Alec had you prisoned in his presence. „In love with Jayce? Did you talk to Isabella too much?“, he laughed out almost maniacally. „Yeah she has some fantasy, I had a crush on him for a while, back when we became parabatai. But since then I moved on to an even prettier face.“ His hand slowly cupped your right cheek.

„Why didn’t you tell me?“, you asked him out of breath and confused.

„I thought you hated me, always playing pranks, making me go insane.“

Now it was on you to chuckle, „I did this only to get to you, I never wanted anything more than be close to you and these pranks always brought you to me,“ you confessed to him sincerely.

„By the angels, you are cute.“ Another kiss followed the long one you had before. This time full of affection. „Thus this means you stop with the pranks?“

„Maybe don’t go ever again in your room?“, he suggested cheekily to the guy above him. But Alec just laughed. He had known before he asked that it wouldn’t stop. But now it did not matter anymore. From now on it would be an excuse to be with you, without anyone knowing. He did not want anyone else to see his more loving side. You knew this and had silently agreed to never tell a soul.

As you both stood up, brushing go the none existent dirt on your sweat-drenched clothes, you together used the back passage you find a room to talk or do better things with your mouths, who knows?

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thebisexualdogdad · 2 years

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Dialogue prompt 12 with Alt world alec? Maybe he’s trying to work and we feel horny? And turn on the toy alec is wearing/is inside him. (Combo vibrating cock ring and plug) and it leads to is fucking on a sturdy glass table in his office and we see his butt print on it after?

Alec was busy working away on planning the biggest party of the year.

You walked into his office, locking the door and closing the blinds so his staff wouldn't interrupt what you had planned.

"Hey baby, sorry I skipped lunch but the caterer canceled and everyone else is already booked for next weekend… this is just so frustrating," he groans typing on his computer desperately searching for a reputable caterer replacement for the party.

"Alec I think you need to take a step back and breathe for a moment you know how stressed you get," you say walking up to him.

"No time, if the food at this party sucks it'll completely destroy my reputation," he says, eyes never leaving the screen.

"You made me do this," you chuckle, kissing the top of his head while pulling your phone out of your pocket and bringing up the app you needed.

Alec immediately knew what was happening once he saw your phone, "Y/N I can't right now."

You smirk and turn the volume up on the app, the ring around his cock and the plug in his ass starting at a low vibration.

"Trust me babe, this will take all your stress away," you smile watching Alec squirm in his seat.

"You know, I am trying to focus... but I can't deny that it doesn't feel good. Keep going… please," he groans.

You kiss at his neck, turning the toys up a little higher.

As the two of you were getting dressed for work that morning you suggested Alec put the toys on and see how long it took for him to ask you to use them.

You certainly didn't expect his caterer for the most important party of his career to cancel on him but it turned into the perfect day for him needing a bit of a distraction.

You sit in his lap to make out for a bit and you can feel the buzzing of the ring against you and it gets you hard.

"Y/N, I need you to fuck me," he moans.

"Don't need to ask me twice," you chuckle.

You get off of him and you both tug your pants and briefs down around your ankles.

Alec bends over and you see the plug vibrating in his ass.

"As much as I love this, unfortunately it's gotta go," you say, removing the toy, "but the ring is staying on."

Alec grunts when the toy is gone already missing the feeling but he doesn't have time to mourn it as you push the papers on his fancy glass desk to the side and lift him up onto it.

You spread his legs and slip your cock inside him, wasting no time and thrusting quickly, knowing at any minute someone could come looking for him.

"Fuck," he moans throwing his head back.

"Don't be too loud Al, don't want anyone hearing us," you tease, taking the chance to work his neck again.

The ring around the base of his cock is still buzzing, giving him so much stimulation while you pound him.

It only takes a few minutes of this for Alec to get to the edge but when you quickly stroke the tip of his cock he's cumming right into your hand.

"Fuck yes," he moans and with a few more thrusts he feels you cum deep inside him.

You know he always gets sensitive after using toys so you turn the ring off and pull out, giving him a second to recover.

"Feeling better?" You ask him.

"Much better," he says, kissing you deeply.

He hops off his desk to get redressed and you notice something left behind.

"Baby, look," you snicker.

"What?" He says looking down at where he was previously perched, "oh god."

On his nice glass top desk that Alec always tediously cleaned to keep its shine was a big print of his ass.

You burst out laughing and Alec digs around in a drawer for his bottle of windex.

"It's not funny Y/N," he says, spraying the windex on his glass and wiping it up with a rag.

"I mean it's pretty funny," you say, trying to contain your laughter.

"Alright I guess it's pretty funny," he chuckles.

You guys finished getting cleaned up and there's a light tapping on his door.

"Mr. Lightwood? Is everything okay? Your door is locked," his assistant says.

"I'll be out in a minute Cathy, I just needed a moment to decompress," he replies, the stress he was feeling from the party the last thing on his mind thanks to you.

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