Short of: Malec fanfic writer... More specifically: Gotham girl and Batman fan who fell in love with Malec. Then I fell in love with Malec fics, then I became a Malec fanfic writer. I have to add that I also fell in love with RWRB. Since Twitter is a mess, I move my writing stuff here. My other SM contacts: https://linktr.ee/mandulabogesz
Magnus Bane, the New York bestselling author, is about to ruin his own career. He runs away to Scotland to escape the scandal for two weeks. In the end, he stays until Christmas….or forever? Nature, castle, animals, and a grumpy Duke.
Jace, I'm genuinely sorry for what I did to you...Relax, Jace is okay, he is super cute.
When you switch to writing the Henry-Alex part after writing the Malec part, and even if you wanted to, you couldn't have messed up the names more. I didn't know what I was taking on when I started this fic…
I have started writing my Christmas story. I swear it's going to be a sweet, funny story, even if it doesn't seem like it at this point. I will post it around Christmas :)
Until then, here is the link to my Christmas story from last year.
Bedtime Stories 4 - The mug with cats on it, and random naughty thoughts
It's out on AO3 >>> LINK <<<
Kinda funny, kinda hot
Alec Lightwood on his knees in different situations
"Okay, here's the deal: can we pretend this never happened and I didn't tell my new boss that I'd like to see him on his knees?" said Magnus, as he stepped up to his boss, who was searching for words, and picked a piece of lettuce from his hair.
"Okay, can we pretend you didn't see me kneeling in front of a garbage can and digging myself up to my elbows?" asked the incredibly embarrassed Alec.
"I think it's a fair contract. Well, I haven't formally introduced myself yet. Magnus Bane."
"Jesus? Is it Julie? You said she had a boyfriend, right? My God, is she going to keep the baby? You totally screwed up, honey. A baby can ruin your dancing career. Do your parents know? And Julie's parents? Jesus, does her boyfriend know? Doesn't he play hockey? Alex, you're dead. He's gonna kill you."
"Nobody's going to kill me, for God's sake, I didn't knock anybody up. Especially not Julie. Have you seen her boyfriend? He's a 6'6” goliath. I didn't put a baby in anybody. Jeez Nora."
In the locker room, Alec took out the sandwiches and didn't stop until Magnus had at least a few bites. Meanwhile, he bent down to take off his ballet slippers. He was horrified when he saw Magnus' bloody toes.
"Magnus, do you dance with injured feet?"
"The Master always says, ballet takes effort."
"It's not okay. It's fucking not okay Magnus." He gently wiped the blood with a wet towel. Then he threw everything into Magnus' sports bag and slung it on his shoulder. Then he tossed Magnus on his shoulder too. When he protested, he shushed him.
"Just let me take care of you."
Chapter 6 of 'DIVERSE' is out on AO3
>> LINK <<
NOTES: This story is like a crossover but actually it isn't a crossover. Alex loves Henry, Magnus loves Alec... As it should be. I plan to write it in a way that those who aren't into both fandom will enjoy it too.
When the tattoo artist turned to him, Alec forgot how to breathe. It wasn't just the business card that was impressive. Its owner was too. His honey-colored skin was covered with tattoos. But not the kind Alec had usually seen. They were delicate, thin lines. Nothing ostentatious, no color, just graceful lines, tiny drawings, tendrils that made him...gosh...gorgeous. This man was gorgeous.
'Hi, I'm Alec."
"Hello dear. Magnus Bane." Magnus held out his hand, cursing Catarina mentally for not preparing him for sending a Greek God to him. The man was tall. Taller than he was. And either the Gods had been gracious to him, or he'd spend all day in the gym. Okay, Magnus, pull yourself together, you need to ink a God.
"Cat, have you completely lost your mind? We don't even know who he is. What if he's a psycho?"
"He is hot as hell, and that's pretty enough for me. I mean, for you. Stop being so fucking boring, Magnus. You used to be into everything stupid. Where has your fire and courage gone honey?"
"I left it somewhere around my 30's."
"Exactly. You're 35 and lonely and boring. Live, Magnus!"
Chapter 27 of 'The Law is the law. Maybe...' is out on AO3
"I can't cook, but I make great pancakes. I can't pay too much for the rent, but I'm an excellent handyman. And I'm supposed to be good in bed. So I can pay you in kind... Alec said, then slowly brushed his fingertips on the soft lips of the man sitting next to him…I love you Magnus Bane.
Sometimes our souls need a dose of golden honey treats, a short sweetness before we fall asleep. So I decided to write a few simple short stories. I'll put them together as if they were chapters, but each one will be a complete short story. They will be sometimes hot, sometimes cute, sweet or fluff... Kind of mature bedtime stories.