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Hello! Would we be allowed to participate in the event with a fic that had a chapter posted before October? I have a WIP that'd fit this week's theme but I did start it some time ago (and am now updating it again). Thanks for your answer!

oh my god i am so sorry i thought i answered this but i guess it never went through?? so i was looking through the old asks in my askbox and i saw this and basically spat water all over myself 

yes, that’s fine, if you’re still even like. doing that. i mean it not apply anymore. but. yeah. i’m so sorry. 

(i’ve checked my inbox, there are no more messages pending in this account, so if you sent something and it never got answered, then it didn’t get through.)

- thesorrowoflizards

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For the Magnus Bane Appreciation Month.

Week two: relationships, Malec, NSFW.

(And this is where I cap this event out with some fluffy-smut because there isn’t enough fic of Alec blowing Magnus and I need to rectify that).

The full collection of my work for this month can be found here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/16184798/chapters/37820228

Magnus lay reclined on the couch, his legs akimbo, one arm across his eyes, the other draping down to the floor as he resolutely tried to ignore the throbbing ache in his head.

He’s not entirely sure when it started, the low pulsing pain that had radiated up into his skull and rendered his day of potion-making and text translating obsolete. But he’d sequestered himself into the living room, drawn the curtains, turned the lights off and hadn’t moved ever since.

He didn’t get headaches often, and he had plenty of remedies to counter even the worst migraines, but this one had caught him by surprise, had spiked horribly so quickly that he’d only had time to hurriedly take some painkillers before all but collapsing on the couch.

He’d intended to get up and retrieve one of his potions but that had never managed to come to pass. Instead he’d stayed where he was, eyes closed and doing his best to ignore the incessant throbbing behind his eyes.

He winced slightly at the sound of the door opening, even the usually unnoticeable noise of the door clicking open and shut making his head hurt even more and a low grumble left his lips at the soft steps that grew closer and closer.

Fabric shuffled next to him and the couch dipped as another body joined his.

“Magnus?” Alec’s voice was low, nothing more than a quiet rumble and Magnus felt his lips pull into a small smile at the gesture and care. “You okay?” Magnus only let out a small huff, even the act of speaking seemed like too much effort.

A warm hand dipped under his arm to cup his cheek and Magnus grumbled slightly as it was jostled away, falling to his side as his head was tilted towards Alec, his boyfriend’s thumb idly stroking the skin of his face.

Magnus squinted his eyes open, wincing a little even in the low-light of the room and looked up at Alec, offering him a small smile that Alec mirrored, even if his concerned expression didn’t fade. “Bad day?” He asked, eyes tracking over his face, probably trying to determine if it was anything serious.

“Just a headache.” Magnus sighed out and moved over just a little so that Alec wasn’t quite so precariously perched on the edge of the couch.

“Did you take anything for it?” Alec’s hand moved around to lightly cup the back of Magnus’ head and he sighed as Alec’s thumb rubbed at the hinge of his jaw.

“Some painkillers but they didn’t do much.” His eyes fluttered closed and he all but heard Alec’s thoughts ticking over.

“You’ve got some potions that can help right?”

“Yes, didn’t really have time to grab one before I needed to lay down though.” He felt Alec nod and then move as if he was about to get up, Magnus reached out a hand and grabbed at whatever part of him he could reach, keeping him in place.

“I was just going to go get one and then come back.”

“Well your presence is doing wonders as well.”

“Uhuh?” Magnus’ lips pulled into a small grin and he nodded as much as he could, he could feel Alec huff a small laugh and shake his head. “God-forbid I want to help you feel better.” Alec’s thumb was rubbing small circles against his skin and Magnus melted even more into the couch.

“Keep doing that then.” He all but sighed out. It wasn’t erasing the pain in his head but the simple touch was grounding and soothing in it’s own way, the steady pressure feeling oddly pleasant in counterpoint to the tightness in his skull.

He felt Alec shift closer, his thumb press a little harder.

“You know.” Magnus cracked an eye open, Alec’s appraising gaze skittering down his body and back up to his face. “I do know of something that can help.” Magnus blinked at him and raised an eyebrow in question, his brain not quite firing on all cylinders to pick up on Alec’s blatant suggestive tone.

“Oh really?” Alec nodded, eyes darting to his lips and back up.

“Mhmm, I’ve heard orgasms can really help with headaches.” Magnus barked out a short laugh at that, wincing a little as the action caused a fresh stab of pain in his head before he settled back, giving Alec’s side a small squeeze.

“A lovely idea but I don’t have the energy or want to move right now.”

“So don’t” Alec shrugged at him and that caused Magnus to snap both eyes open as a wave of heat rolled down into his gut.

“I don’t think that’s going to be very fun for you.” He countered lamely, the idea of Alec’s mouth on him sending pleasant shivers of anticipation down his spine but he still hesitated when being selfish sometimes.

“Yeah, I think you might be underestimating how much I like sucking you off.” And that made Magnus swallow thickly, the pain in his head already receding a little at the heated gaze Alec was raking over his body. Hazel eyes flicked back up to his face, eyebrows pulled in concern. “You don’t have to though if you’d rather rest it off.” And that caused his heart to swell in his chest.

“I‘m not saying no, I just…” He fumbled for a response, Alec seemed to understand however, giving him a small smile as he moved up to place a lingering kiss against his cheek.

“Let me take care of you.” Alec’s low whisper sent shivers down his spine and Magnus gave a quick nod of assent, a gasp leaving his throat as those same lips attached themselves to the skin of his neck.  

Magnus reclined back as Alec kissed a path down his chest, clever fingers undoing his shirt as he went and letting out a high whine when Alec’s hands delved under the loose lounge-pants he had changed into to firmly grip his ass.

Alec kissed and sucked at his hipbones, loosening and pulling his pants off in one swift motion before situating himself firmly in-between Magnus’ thighs and swallowing him down in one go.

Magnus arched his head back, breaths leaving him in harsh pants as Alec wasted no time, this wasn’t about teasing or drawing-out the pleasure, Alec firmly sucked him over and over from root to tip to bring him to release as swiftly as possible.

Magnus felt himself slip into Alec’s throat and he shuddered at the increased pressure around his cock, one hand sliding down to grasp Alec’s hair and the groan that rumbled from Alec’s lips had Magnus arching up and gasping out.

All it took was a few more sucks and Magnus was gone, a loud strangled moan leaving him as he spilled down Alec’s throat, the constricting pressure of Alec swallowing making him twitch and shiver until Alec pulled off with a slick, dirty sound.

Magnus panted as he came down, one had still firmly gripped in Alec’s hair while the other was back to lolling uselessly against the side of the couch.

Alec’s smug face popped up into view and Magnus almost wanted to nudge him away but he was mostly too blissed-out to do anything other than pull him in for a quick kiss.

“Better?” Alec asked and Magnus let out a small groan at how wrecked Alec’s voice sounded, his dick giving a feeble twitch of interest. Alec’s grin only widened.

Alec pressed a small kiss against his forehead and gave him a few moments before he reared back, standing up and pulling Magnus with him. Magnus swayed on his feet a little, Alec reaching out to help keep him steady, but he was otherwise okay. The sharp ache in his head had simmered down to a low-throb and he could actually hear himself think without it feeling like thousand tiny needles stabbing behind his eyes.

He opened his mouth to thank Alec but stopped as Alec stepped backwards, pulling at Magnus to follow him until they were stumbling along to the bedroom.

“Alec?” Magnus inquired, a little confused.

“We’re gonna get you into bed, I’m going to go find one of your headache potions, and then I’m going to put my mouth to good use again.”

Magnus could only let out a small moan as he allowed himself to be pulled along.

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Unfortunately the last picture for Magnus Appreciation Month. But do not worry my fellow patrons. I will still draw the greatest High Warlock and appreciate him every day.

HALLOWEEN (Oct 31st) Technically this part of the last week, but it doesn’t go with the theme and let’s be real, we gotta acknowledge the best holiday of the year.

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I, unfortunately, cannot finish the whole picture in time so I leave you with this.

PROMPT THREE: Smut! Sexy goodness. Play with any tropes or kinks you like, this one is all PWP.

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For the Magnus Bane Appreciation Month.

Week two: relationships, Magnus+Catarina.

“Do you think there’s actually anything up there for us?” It’s not the first time he’s asked this question, nor will it be the last, but it’s something he’s never really gotten a satisfactory answer to and he likes to hear what other Downworlder’s think. Especially warlocks.

“You mean an afterlife in general or heaven specifically?” Cat asks, and he smiles at her need for specification, it’s always been an endearing trait of hers.

“Either.” He shrugs, feeling the soft blades of grass tickling his neck as he moves.

“I’d be hard-pressed to think that the angels would let us into their pearly gates.” Her tone is dry and sarcastic and he can practically hear the scowl on her face. “And I’m not sure I’d want to be in what they’d consider paradise anyway.”

And Magnus laughs at that, trying to imagine the kind of afterlife the permanently dreary and morose Shadowhunters are gifted at the end of their service.

He likes to imagine it as a never-ending labyrinth of plain walls and sparring rooms that they wander aimlessly for eternity.

Cat lets out a small sigh beside him. “Although.” He focuses his attention back on her as his eyes trace the stars above. “It would be nice to think we have something waiting for us, some kind of peace at the end of it all.”

Magnus swallows thickly at her words, at the wistful tone of her voice. It’s a nice thought, that their kind would be allowed to rest after their long-lives were done.

But part of him doesn’t really believe in that, doesn’t think the universe is kind-enough to grant them that type of peace, but he never says it out-loud. Lets others think what they want, to take whatever small comfort they can.

Hope was all they had sometimes, and he could never crush it.

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For the Magnus Bane Appreciation Month.

Week one: era-fic, post-215.

Week two: relationships, Malec.

Alec knows Magnus isn’t okay, not fully.

Things had gotten better to a degree after the night they sent Valentine away, but his boyfriend was still having issues sleeping. He wasn’t waking up to an empty bed every day now, but there were still times when Magnus would already be up and about before him in the morning.

The only plus was that Magnus didn’t look quite as exhausted any-more, like he was actually getting some rest, even if it wasn’t as much as he needed.

It was something and Alec wasn’t about to complain.

Now all that was needed was for Magnus to just take a day for himself and not do anything, something that was almost impossibly hard to achieve as his boyfriend thrived on keeping himself busy, doubly so when he wasn’t alright.

And Alec wasn’t necessarily the most tactful when trying to help.

But he had a plan nonetheless, he’d spent the past few days working through lunch getting all the crucial reports finished so that he could take the next day off without any worry. The reports left were things that Izzy could absolutely handle on her own and he’d informed her to not disturb him or Magnus unless the world was ending.

She’d just given him a soft smile and shooed him out of the door.

Now all that was left was to convince Magnus and that was going to take a little prodding.

He had an idea though and kept it in mind as he walked into Magnus’ study, not even slightly surprised at seeing his boyfriend pouring over a large tome in the middle of the central table.

He allowed himself a few moments to simply look at and appreciate the man before him, taking in the more toned-down but still impeccably styled clothes Magnus was wearing and how much less bogged-down he looked.

There was still some lingering tiredness clawing at the edges of his eyes but overall he looked much more well-rested, and Alec only intended to help that along.

“Hey.” He greeted as he walked in, Magnus giving him a small smile in response as Alec moved up beside him.

“You finished for the day already?” Magnus inquired, leaning towards Alec slightly as he placed a small kiss on Magnus’ cheek.

“Yeah, I wanted to take some personal time so I’ve left Izzy in charge for tonight and tomorrow.” And Alec tried not to squirm too obviously as Magnus gave him a curious look. “I thought we could spend the day together, not do much and just recharge.” He saw Magnus swallow before avoiding all eye-contact and looking back down at his tome.

“That sounds like a wonderful idea but I’ve got lots of work that needs doing before-”

“Magnus.” Alec chastised gently, watching as Magnus’ jaw shut firmly, still refusing to look up at him.

“I’ve just got too much to do.” Magnus’ voice was raspy and low and made Alec’s gut clench but he wasn’t about to back down.

“I don’t know about you, but I could really do with a day-off to not worry about anything.” He watched as Magnus fidgeted, fingers tapping against the pages in front of him. “And it’d be nice to do that with you.” He nudged Magnus slightly at that and the other man shut his eyes and let out a long-sigh, his shoulders sagging in defeat or relief, Alec wasn’t entirely sure.

“It’s not a terrible idea but…” Magnus swallowed. “Silence and stillness are still not exactly my best friends at the moment.” It was a hushed confession, Magnus’ words quiet in the room and Alec simply stepped up to wrap a reassuring arm around him.

“So we can watch some terrible TV or put some music on, no silence required.” Alec smiled at him and he inwardly cheered as Magnus looked up and returned it, his eyes shining in a way that sent a burst of love straight to his chest.

“That doesn’t sound so bad.” Magnus hummed. “Although I do need to get this lot of text translated before I can fully sign-off for the day.” Alec nodded at that.

“Finish that then, and you can join me in doing absolutely fuck-all.” Magnus gave him a small laugh and Alec only continued to smile.

“Sounds like a plan.”

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Malec + 42. “His ego is so visible; I can almost watch it grow.” please!!

Sure thing, nonny. But it won’t be referring to either Magnus or Alec :D hope it’s okay. Time for some Lorenzo Rey hating in our lives. Canonverse, somewhere between 302 and 305. 

Available on AO3. 

42. “His ego is so visible; I can almost watch it grow.”

Magnus blasted Alec’s office door open, the anger still boiling in his blood. “I hate him. I fucking hate him.”

He stopped, watching Alec’s still open mouth as his boyfriend stood frozen mid-sentence. There were two fresh-looking Shadowhunters sitting in front of Alec, all geared up and ready to go on their mission. A mission that Alec was probably in the middle of briefing to them.

Arching a single eyebrow, Magnus crossed his arms. The two Shadowhunters grew pale and the girl even swallowed hard, her eyes widening.

Good.

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For the Magnus Bane Appreciation Month. 

Week two: relationships, Malec+grumpy Magnus.

Magnus stormed into the loft, closing the door behind with a flick of his fingers and perhaps a tad more aggressively than he had intended going by the slam that rang-out behind him.

But fuck it he really didn’t care.

His day had even started out nice, he’d gone to see a favourite werewolf-couple of his in the morning. A lovely pair of women who ran an animal sanctuary together and who occasionally called on him if something worrisome cropped up with their animals. Today had been the case of a pregnant rabbit who had been under the weather long-enough to cause them some worry, so Magnus had gladly portaled over to lend his aid.

Apparently some of the shop-standard feed had been giving the expectant mother some digestion issues, but with a change of diet she would be right as rain.

His next client hadn’t been that bad either, a young vampire who needed a little help with their blood-cravings and had given Magnus a shy, but sweet smile when he had given them the potion to help.

But after that it had seemed to slowly spiral, from rude and snappish clients who didn’t even thank him for his services, to clients that tried to demand more from him than they’d originally stated without paying extra, to those who just simply had no interest in paying.

But his last client of the day had been the straw that broke the camel’s back.

Magnus was used to dealing with wealthy clients, he was used to dealing with arrogant and self-important clients, but the combination of both of those and the added facet of her speaking to him like he was dirt to be scraped off of her shoe had him biting his tongue.

For a small while anyway as he’d gotten fed-up of her attitude and had walked out and told her right where she could shove it, without doing the job and without payment.

So he was a little peeved to say the least.

He ripped his jacket off and threw it over an arm of the couch, standing with his hands on his hips as he grumpily surveyed his home.

The pent-up aggravation had him wanting to do something, but just what he didn’t really know, and this client wasn’t really worth any kind of small-scale property damage.

An idea hit him and all at once Magnus rushed off to his office, making a beeline towards the cabinet he kept his client information. After a bit of searching he found the files pertaining to his last client, pulling them out and making his way back to the living room, grabbing a trash-can on the way.

He placed the trash-can on the coffee table, lit a small magical fire within it and sat down with the files next to him on the couch. He noted the distance between himself and the trash-can before ripping a chunk out of one of the sheets of paper, balling it up and throwing it into bin, feeling a small burst of satisfaction as it went up in a whoosh of flames.

Smiling to himself Magnus grabbed the rest of the paper and proceeded to ball it up and throw it.

He wasn’t quite sure how much time he lost doing this, but it was enough to feel the prickle of his wards shift and the sound of the door opening a few minuets later as Alec arrived home.

Magnus didn’t look up however, simply continued balling up bits of paper and throwing it. He didn’t even pause as he felt Alec come to halt next to the couch and only looked up at the other man’s continued silence.

Alec didn’t look that confused all things considered, hell he’d probably seen Magnus do far stranger things when pissed off, but he held Magnus’ gaze for a moment before his eyes flicked back to the trash-can, shrugging briefly as he seemed to come to some kind of internal conclusion before heading off the their bedroom.

Magnus simply went back to throwing paper in the bin, smiling a little at each burst of flame that ate-up each piece.

Alec padded out into the living room after a short while, picking up the papers next to Magnus to sit down, his slightly damp hair and warm body indicating that he’d taken a shower.

“You’ve had a fun day then.” It was less a question and more a wry statement as Alec watched him continue to throw paper into the trash-can.

Magnus just made an affirmative grunt as he threw another ball of paper and he felt Alec chuckle next to him. Alec watched him for a moment, either amused or mildly concerned before he waggled the papers in his hands. “Mind if I join in?” He asked.

“Sure.” It’s not as if he needed to do this himself, and the faster he expunged this from his life the happier he’d be today. Probably, anyway.

He watched as Alec ripped his own chunk of paper, balled it up and threw it, grinning a little as it caught fire and burned away into nothing. Together they got rid of the rest of the papers that way and once they were all gone Magnus slumped back against the couch, his eyes shut as he willed the rest of his annoyance away. It wasn’t really working but Alec was a soothing presence at his side that would deal with the rest of his residual annoyance in due time.

“You want a drink?” Alec asked, moving to get up but Magnus grabbed his arm to stop him and shook his head.

“No, thank you. I think I mostly just want to do nothing right now.” Alec sat back and Magnus flopped himself against his chest, tucking his head under Alec’s chin as Alec’s arm curled around his back and held him close.

They sat like that in silence for a few moments simply enjoying each other’s presence before Magnus cracked his eyes open and almost glowered at the world outside the windows. “How about we go on vacation forever?” That earned him a soft laugh from Alec.

“I’ll have to shuffle a few things around, but okay.” And while it was a joke the conviction in Alec’s voice made Magnus’ heart thud that little harder in his chest, a small smile pulling at his lips. “But how about for now we get some food?” Magnus made a small sound in the back of his throat but pulled back so he could sit up, his insides melting a little at the warm look Alec sent his way.

“Mm, I suppose you’re right.” His eyes fluttered a little as Alec’s fingers moved up to scratch lightly in his hair. “I still kind of want to punch someone though.” Alec only smiled at him and leaned in to place a soft kiss against his cheek.

“Food first, we can figure out the punching later if you still feel the urge.” A short laugh left Magnus at that, already feeling his irritation slipping away. “Besides.” Magnus looked up noting the twinkle in his boyfriend’s eyes. “I might have something that’ll make you feel better.”

“Oh?” Magnus shifted in his seat but didn’t get up yet.

“I moved some things around and I’ve got the weekend free.” Magnus could feel his face splitting into a large smile.

“That’s wonderful Alexander, maybe we can go see a play at the- what?” Alec’s grin had only grown wider as he’d been speaking, the gleam in his eyes still there.

“When I said weekend I meant Friday and Monday too.” Magnus just stared at him for a moment, mouth slightly agape as he processed the new information.

“Four days?” Alec nodded.

“Yup.” And Magnus couldn’t help the giddy feeling bubbling up in his chest, it was rare that Shadowhunters got that long off for anything. “If you’ve got the time that is. I can just keep myself busy at home if you can’t-”

“Alexander.” Magnus placed a hand on his chest. “Given the day I’ve had I’d be quite happy to throw the rest of my week in the fire and be done with it.” Alec laughed at that. “But, I can certainly move things around to make time for it.” There was no way in hell he was going to miss out on four days alone with Alec, the two of them hadn’t had any time off in far too long.

“Okay.” Magnus pressed a quick kiss against Alec’s mouth and then stood up, pulling Alec to stand with him.

“Right, food.” Magnus turned around and headed for the kitchen, Alec following along after him, their hands still clasped. “Oh, where would you like to go?” Magnus looked back at Alec as he spoke.

“Anywhere, I don’t mind.” Alec gave him a small shrug. “So long as you’re there.” One day Alec’s blunt declarations would stop being a surprise, but Magnus felt his breath catch all the same, looking away as he clicked his fingers to dismiss the fire in the trash-can.

“Singapore is supposed to be lovely around this time of year.” Alec simply hummed at him in response, his pleased grin not leaving his face and Magnus felt himself echoing that smile as they stepped into the kitchen.

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For the Magnus Bane Appreciation Month

Week one: era-fic, post-310.

Magnus stares at the ruined laundry before him, equal parts frustration and almost hysterical despair threatening to bubble up from his chest.

It’s stupid really how upset he is by this.

People mess up laundry all the time, hell the countless jokes about it on almost every sitcom in existence is more than enough proof that it’s really not a big deal, plenty of people mess it up, it’s a part of life.

But it does nothing to quell the almost violent grief clawing at his insides.

Because this is just another reminder of what he’s lost, of what he can’t just snap his fingers to fix any-more.

(And he’d tried initially of course, completely forgetting that he couldn’t and it had taken everything in himself to not put a hole in the door).

He’d never taken his own failings well, even with magic, and without it he just feels like every part of him is under a microscope, every action to be scrutinised, to be judged, and he only comes up wanting.

(Somewhere, deep-down, he knows that his loved-ones don’t care, love him for who he is and not what he can do. But those thoughts can’t make it through the swirling chaos inside his own head, not yet).

It’s not even the ruined clothes that has him wanting to break things and cry simultaneously, it’s that he couldn’t even do this one simple thing without fucking it up.

He considers the tattered cloth a perfect metaphor for his life at the moment, once beautiful and precious, now nothing more than a torn apart husk.

Both Cat and Alec would argue against that comparison but fuck them, he can be as forlorn and dramatic as he wants inside his own head. He’s earned that right.

He flexes his fingers, rubs them together while staring down at the mess on the floor with a sigh.

The anger leaves him all at once, replaced with a bone-deep numbness and apathy.

He’ll clean up the mess, maybe even think about fixing the clothes one day, but for now he just wants to tidy it away and forget about it. Forget about it all.

He’ll get through this, he always does,

He always will.

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For the Magnus Bane Appreciation Month

Magnus+kittens.

Magnus is pretty sure he’s in love.

He watches as four chubby, fluffy, and clumsy kittens clamber all over each other in their box, their tired mother sprawled-out next to them as she got some well-deserved rest.

Taking care of newborns was a difficult job, but she was doing admirably and Magnus couldn’t be prouder.

She’d arrived on his roof some weeks ago, her large belly an obvious indicator as to what state she was in and Magnus had wasted no time in finding a safe-space for her to have her kittens, and had been delighted when she’d nestled herself in said space shortly after bringing her inside.

He hadn’t been sure if she’d stick about afterwards, some new mothers had birthed their kittens in his loft only to move them out one-by-one a few days later, no longer trusting him to watch over them, but this one hadn’t. Seeming to be perfectly content in his home.

He hoped she’d stay for the length of the kittens rearing, hell he hoped she’d stay forever if she wanted to, his home was always welcome to strays, be it temporary or permanent.

And Magnus could admit selfishly that he wanted to keep the four newborns for himself, Alec had been teasing him about kitten-proofing the apartment but Magnus had seen the way his boyfriend’s eyes softened whenever he looked at the four little fuzzballs and he was pretty sure he wasn’t the only one that wanted them to stay.

Another series of mews took him out of his musing and Magnus smiled as he stroked a gentle finger over one of the kittens heads.

It’s not like they didn’t have enough cat-food after all.

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Tis the last week of MAM. Have some fluffy times with Magnus and Adrian

PROMPT ONE: Fluff! Sugary, rot-your-teeth, ridiculously sweet fluff. Cuddles, sweet gestures, holidays, sickfic… whatever you want! Fluff galore! Not an angst in sight!

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I’m still fucking salty that Ragnor died >:(

PROMPT TWO: Angst! Whump, sadness, pain… the opposite of fluff. Happy endings are optional but preferred. You know what they say about characters: are they really your fave if you don’t torture them and make them hurt?

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my favorite of the magnus headline posts

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magnus bane appreciation + fake “breaking news” headlines + pure TWI edition 1+ part 6/?

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magnus bane appreciation + fake “breaking news” headlines + part 4/?

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