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Common Space | inkfated

inkfated

“I wouldn’t mind. I could carry you out.” Magnus enjoyed that they could be sweet with each other. It was one of the things that he loved the most about being with Alec. In the beginning there had been caution with the relationship, but now they both went for it all and he knew that they were happier for it. “That sounds like a deal,” Magnus replied as he sank back against Alec’s touch. He could lay there all day with Alec’s hands in his hair if he let him. “I love you,” Magnus said with a smile. Those words had been easier to say too and he wouldn’t have it any other way.

Once his hair was done being washed and he was all clean, Magnus stepped out of the now empty tub and reached for his towel. He dried off, slipped on some pajama pants and a robe and then said, “Let’s get going to bed. Perhaps we’ll catch something interesting on tv before we truly fall asleep.”

Alec laughed softly, enjoying the way Magnus relaxed under his touch. It made him so happy to be able to be who he was – to love Magnus and not hide it, especially. “I know you wouldn’t mind.” he promised. “But I would still feel bad for falling asleep while trying to share a bath, Mags.” he chuckled. HEaring those three words still made his heart race and he smiled, leaning to press a skin on a dampened shoulder. “I love you, too.” he replied, unable ot help the curve of his lips as he finished washing Magnus’ hair. 

He let the water out and dried his hands and arms while MAgnus dried off, pausing to lean in and kiss him. “Maybe. Or we could just lay in bed and talk.” he teased, sliding one hand beneath the robe to rest on Magnus’ side.

Affection | bowstrung

bowstrung

“Yes yes and it won’t happen again.” At least, he would try to prevent it from happening again. He’d had no idea that Magnus would react this way. “I have another jacket and shirt where that one came from,” he told him. Alec was used to getting damaged clothes, it was partially why he wasn’t too picky about what he wore in the first place. He released a breath when the injury healed and he nodded. “Much better. It was a little itchy, but even that’s gone now too.” He leaned in then and brushed a tender kiss to Magnus’s cheek. “Thank you, Magnus. I really am lucky to have you.” And not just because Magnus could heal him so easily. The archer reached out a hand to stop Magnus from going, though he wasn’t sure if he was going to try. “Stay here with me for a bit?”

“The idea of you always having to buy clothes because of your occupation is troublesome. And I really do like that particular jacket on you.” MAgnus mused, his anger tempered as he relaxed with Alec healed. He smiled and tilted his head to kiss Alec properly. “I’m the lucky one, Alexander.” he replied, leaning to nuzzle Alec gently. “Of course I’ll stay, sweetheart.” he assured. “You know you only need to ask and I’d do just about anything for you.”

not-close-to-straight:

reioka:

kidkendoll:

cloudfreed:

It’s LGB AND T honey and if you can’t do the whole acronym then yes stay home no one wants to be around you

He really said that like someone would miss him or his bum ass boyfriend

Trans people are the reason you fucking HAVE Pride you fucking noodle

Reblogging for the noodle comment

But also repeating THERE WOULD BE NO PRIDE WITHOUT TRANS PEOPLE

KNOW OUR HISTORY

Trans people are the ones who fought and died (and I do mean literally died) so we can walk our glittery selves down the streets voguing and Lady Gaga-ing And waving a rainbow flag and kissing our partners in public.

Support the entire community, specifically the ones that FOUNDED the community, or get the fuck out, there is no room for you here.

Confidential | formeragentrumlow

He glanced at Bucky “Your file..” He set it down, Brock didn’t ask questions. He knew how Bucky felt, he felt the same way.

Bucky paused briefly. “File?” he asked, finding his way to the table where he sat. “There’s a file on me?” Maybe that file could answer some of the things he couldn’t understand, things that confused him, making his conditioning easier to fight. 

@formeragentrumlow

bowstrung

“You’re quite a bit better at it than me most times. I guess that makes us a good match too.” Alec’s eyes briefly closed as he felt Jace’a lips along his jaw, he resisted the urge to moan as this was more of an important moment than that. At least they were willing to fight for each other, he thought. If they weren’t then this would have never worked out and they’d made it this far, hasn’t they? Sometimes he bought that Isabelle knew what they were doing, but she didn’t scold them nor had she told anyone and if he trusted anyone with this, it would be her. “Okay,” Alec agreed with a nod. “We’ll be alright.” They had to be, for both of their sake. A moan did escape him then and he curled closer to Jace. “Mmm, me to…love you,” he breathed against his mouth. His hand trailed up Jace’s stomach as he felt the muscles there beneath his shirt. Today was one of those days that he couldn’t believe Jace was his. Unable to resist, Alec moved to straddle Jace as he deepened the kiss. If Jace wanted him to stop, he was always welcome to tell him to do so. “Mine,” he murmured as he trailed his mouth along Jace’s neck.

Jace gave a little smile. “Have to seem confident in front of others somehow, right?” he mused, content to just lay, but he loved the feel of Alec’s body against him, too. Hearing the moan, he grinned and pulled Alec closer, head canting to one side so Alec had better access to his neck. “Only yours.” he swore, hands ghosting along Alec’s thighs. “Gonna stay the night?” he asked. “It’s been a while.” He really was glad their rooms were close enough that they could stay in each other’s rooms, and it seemed like it was something they both needed.