#Shadowhunters imagine

[gatorbites-imagines]

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.

[malecarchive]

[heronstairstan]

truthfully it’s extremely humbling to realize i will never feel the way about a man that i do about jem carstairs

[ghoulie-67-baby]

Try and stop me Part 2 - Shadowhunters.

Summary: You seek some comfort for you newly festering wound.

Warnings: Changing clothes, pet names, angst, crying, heartbreak.

Pairing: Lightwood family x Adopted!reader.

Word count: 1,370.

Note: This may be a little angsty projection from me so I apologise profusely.

I hadn't thought through this as much as I should have considering it was pouncing down with rain and I was wearing Jeans, black boots and a thin jumper. Most people would have grabbed a coat but I was so angry and aching to leave that I hadn't thought about it. So as I stomped through the streets, drenched and freezing I cursed myself thoroughly.

I had told Jace, Alec and Izzy they would know where to find me but I didn't even know where I was going. I let my mind zone out and wander, my feet carrying me wherever they felt like. Puddles splattered up my calves soaking me to the bone as I just walked and walked. All I could think of was how Robert was lucky I didn't reveal what I knew but my Mom didn't deserve the heartache of that so I had kept his filthy secret though every fibre of my being screamed against it.

The already dark skies blackened as the evening turned to night and I was violently shivering as I walked down the streets, ignoring the looks I was getting off Mundanes. My aching feet carried me down street after street, alley after alley until they carried me to an apartment I didn't care to pay attention to. Icy hands clenched as they knocked painfully against the wooden door that stood before me. I felt like my eyes had sunk into their sockets, long dried up from tears, and my lips were chapped from the cold and me biting them. I waited patiently as my head throbbed and pounded before knocking on much louder this time. A voice behind the door sounded extremely annoyed at the disturbance and the locks on the door jiggled and clicked open after a few moments.

"So help me if this isn't important then I will turn you into a hamster and keep you in a cage!" The door swung open and I lifted my head wearily to meet the gaze of the person, who was dressed in silk pyjamas. "Y/N? What on earth happened to you?" Magnus' voice softened considerably at my state and I just glanced down at Chairman Meow who wound himself between the Warlock's legs. My eyes welled up, much to my surprise, at the softness of his voice.

"I'm sorry to interrupt, it's just, that I'm not welcome at the institute at the moment." I could barely speak above a scratchy whisper. "I just let my feet carry me and they brought me here. I was kind of hoping you would know what to do." My eyebrows furrowed as I spoke, confusing myself with what I wanted from him. Magnus' hand reached up and tucked a dripping straggle of hair behind my ear as I trailed off.

"Come in Cupcake, let's get you warmed up." Gentle hands guided me into the apartment and I stood silently as he wandered around getting towels and clothes for me. My mind was foggy until he stood in front of me and lifted my chin with his finger. My lip trembled as I stared into his eyes, willing myself not to cry anymore.

"He doesn't want me Mags, he never did." A look of confusion took over his features. "Robert doesn't want me. I'm not good enough. I tried to be, but I'm not." The warlock shook his head gently.

"Let's get you comfortable and then we'll talk. You'll get ill if you stay in these any longer. You're too fragile for magic at the moment so by hand will have to do." I was almost catatonic as he took me to the bathroom to change but I just stood in the middle of the room, not being able to move as my head was overloaded with thoughts. Eventually, he gave up and got me stripped out of the sodden wet clothes, incredibly respectfully, before slipping me into a pair of his grey bed joggers and a long-sleeved t-shirt. His warm hands then guided me back into the living room and onto the cloud-like cushions of the sofa. Within moments I had a hot cup of tea on the coffee table, a hot water bottle on my lap, a blanket around my shoulders and a very concerned-looking Magnus who had sat himself beside me giving me his full attention.

"We were having dinner as a family and he asked me why I hadn't been training so I explained how I'd fallen behind on the books and he started to tell me how I should have caught up because I'd had four years to get it done and that I'm lazy and don't work hard enough." My voice was hoarse and tired. "He never wanted me, Magnus, from the moment Maryse took me in he's looked through me like I'm a ghost. He told me I've never really been a Lightwood, that I take advantage of them." I clenched my fingers together as I spat out his words. "He wishes he hadn't let Mom take me in."

"Don't say that Pumpkin, of course, he wants you, you're his daughter too." I laughed bitterly as the first lot of tears slipped out.

"No, that's the thing. He said it, out loud, in from of Mom, Jace, Alec and Izzy. He said they didn't have to take me in and he was starting to wish they hadn't." I watched as his eyes widened in horror and his thumb brushed my knuckles softly. My lip trembled like a child's whilst my chest heaved.

"I just wanted him to see me. I wanted him to be proud of me and to love me like he loves them. I just wanted him to notice how hard I was trying, wanted him to see how everything I did was to make him happy." My voice broke and my vision blurred with tears. "I just wanted a dad. I've never asked them for anything. But I just wanted him to be my dad." Instantly I broke and my barriers released. My face streamed and I fell forward, letting Magnus catch me against his chest holding me as close as he could. My sobs and wails filled the room as my heart ached in my chest though it threatened to jump out.

The pain that I felt was nothing like I had felt before. Not even like what I felt after my parents abandoned me because this time I had lost someone that I actually loved. Lighting strikes of anguish struck me over and over, doubling me over to the point where I struggled to breathe from my crying. As my body shook, the force of it made Magnus' body shake too though he didn't mind. The Warlock held me, a hand on my back and the other cradling my head as his own tears dripped into my hair. I could hear myself saying the same words as I sobbed; He doesn't want me, it was like venom to my system, taking over and shutting it down, breaking me down by the second until I lay boneless in the arms of the Downworlder.

I didn't have the energy to cry anymore, didn't have the words to make myself feel better, didn't have the frame of mind to think clearly or the motivation to try and deal with this properly. My sobs had stopped and silent tears ran down my reddened cheeks and onto Magnus' already-soaked pyjama shirt as Chairman Meow nuzzled into my hands, providing his own comfort which I gladly accepted.

"Get some rest Pumpkin, we'll talk about this when you've got a little more energy." Magnus swung my legs up on the sofa and settled so I was lying with my head on his chest as he wrapped me up in a mountain of blankets. My skin was still cold to touch and I burrowed against his warm skin with a tired sigh as I closed my eyes and willed sleep to come. Eventually, I managed to drift off to the sound of the Warlock's heartbeat, his soft humming of an unfamiliar song and the gentle purrs of the cat that was curled up on his chest beside me.

[shadowhunters-reprise]

Imagine

Raphael taking a liking towards you

(Raphael x fem!reader)

[themultifandomgal]

Hi. Hope you're having a good day or afternoon or evening and staying safe. I just wanted to ask if I can request a Simon Lewis imagine please? There's not many stories of him and he's pretty underrated. So I'd like to request where Simon's dreaming of him and y/n are lying in bed together talking then she puts her index finger to Simon's lips to quiet him as she shushes him.

Simon suddenly slightly smiles then y/n moves towards him while she starts to slightly smile then they start having this passionate heated make out session but then, they hear Camille's laughter. Now, they're in shock. They stop kissing then look at her. She looks at them then tells Simon of how she wants him to kill her and know how he's been craving her blood but he keeps resisting because he doesn't want to hurt her.

Meanwhile, y/n tells Camille to get out and leave them alone but Simon starts to freak out. Knowing that she's right and he's now trying to keep in control of himself. Y/n sees this then tries to calm him down but Simon suddenly pins y/n down on the bed while he now bares his fangs and hisses at her. Y/n looks at him with a shocked expression and pleads with him and tries to get him off her but she can't. He suddenly bites her in the neck while she screams then he feeds on her until she gets weaker and weaker then her eyes close.

Then, that's when Simon wakes up. He jolts upright in bed while breathing heavily then y/n wakes up and sees him like this then she starts to comfort him with the prompt of 9. Shhh it's ok, it was a bad dream your safe. He looks at her while he's breathing heavily still but starts to calm down as he looks at her and nods then she asks him if he wants to tell her about it but he shakes his head no and she nods then they begin to lay down on his bed again but Simon's in y/n's arms. She comforts him then starts to stroke his hair and kisses his hair too.

Simon now fully calms down as he listens to the sound of y/n's heartbeat then he falls back asleep. Y/n sees this then she kisses his hair and tells him she loves him then tells him 4. Shhh your safe now, Simon. She falls back asleep with Simon in her arms. That's it. Thank you. 😊😊😊😊

Simon Lewis- Just A Dream

Sorry this took so long for me to write, I hope its ok.

From day one Simon was intrigued by YN, her laugh, her smile, her smell. He was intoxicated by her and knew from the moment that he met her he would do everything in his power to keep her safe. For YN it was very similar, there was just something about him that made YN come back for more dates. When Simon told YN that he was a vampire, she of course thought he was joking at first, but when she realised he was being serious she felt confused and scared, but then realised if he was going her hurt her he would have done it by now. Now they often spend their evenings together tangled up in each other’s arms.

Recently Simon has been having nightmares, due to the fear Camille is going to come back and kill him.

“I love you” Simon says while he and YN are making out “love you so much”

“Will you shut up and just kiss me?” YN groans making Simon smile. He leans down again to kiss YN when they both hear laughing. Looking up they see Camille smiling wickedly at them

“What are you doing here?” Simon asks frowning

“I’m here to help you. Give in to those urges, taste her blood”

“Get out!” YN huffs

“Go on Simon, I know you want to, you’ve been craving her blood”

“Simon get her to leave… Simon…” YNs voice only gets smaller when she faces her boyfriend who’s now baring his fangs at her. He’s got a wild look in his eyes, one YN hasn’t seen before “Simon”

“She’s right”

“No. No Simon this isn’t you” YN frantically says

“Oh silly naive YN. Don’t you understand? Simon has been holding back, scared to hurt you, but now he doesn’t have to hurt himself anymore. He can finally let go”

“Simon, please” YN pleads but Simon launches himself at his girlfriend, sinking his teeth in her neck. Camille encouraging Simon to keep going even when YN’s eyes start to droop and she becomes weaker and weaker.

Waking up with a start Simon sits up with a panic

“Simon?” YN groans rubbing her eyes. Simon looks down at his girlfriend who then becomes fully awake now seeing the panic all over his face “what happened?”

“Camille. She was in here, she…you….”

“Ok ok shhhh it’s ok, it was a bad dream your safe. Come here” YN opens her arms out to her boyfriend. Simon immediately lays down on YN’s chest listening to her heartbeat. He soon calms down while YN strokes his hair “you wanna talk about it?” Simon shakes his head

“Not now”

“Ok” YN kisses Simon on the top of his head as he falls back asleep “your safe now” she kisses his head once again before falling back asleep herself.

[statticscribbles]

Telling

Summary: Jace Wayland x lightwood!ftm reader; Reader is pregnant and struggles with how to tell Jace

You’re pretty sure Jace asking you to marry him was the hardest thing he’d ever done; you joked he always did the hard work and you were a little embarrassed how proud you were when you’d watched him walk down the aisle; playfully turning traditions on its head. Being a Lightwood meant you were always going to be a hunter; it was in your blood as much as it was in everyone else’s at the institute; so no one was surprised that despite the usual wedding ceremony, and marriage runes you both carved into each other’s shoulders there was still room to improve of the stereotypes of the bride walking down the aisle since you were his husband as much as he was yours.

That was two years ago and you wouldn’t change anything that had happened since then; or give anything up. You stare down at a positive pregnancy test; apparently the birth control rune wasn’t as effective as Clary had promised. You know no one in the institute cared that you had transitioned; they didn’t know the details and they didn’t need to; all they cared about were that you could still hunt. Looking back down you realize this might be something they care about; if only for the fact they’re losing out on you being a hunter for at least a year. If not longer depending on how everyone feels about babysitting. You chuckle a little at the idea of your brother and sister becoming an aunt and uncle; or them babysitting.

You don’t know how you managed to keep it a secret for so long. You really do think it probably helps there’s been a rise in demon attacks. You try not to be too conscious of avoiding hunts; of trying to make ti obvious something was wrong. Isabelle and Alec already knew; and you knew they were trying to keep you out as much of the actual fighting as possible.

At least the excuse they were coming up with was your anniversary with Jace was coming up and they didn’t want you getting banged up to ruin whatever he had planned. Which is how you find yourself sitting with Alec struggling to try and explain why you need him at the next doctor's appointment; the one confirming you’re actually pregnant. You’d been going to a doctor that Alec had found; one who was aware of the Shadow hunters; aware of you, of what having children would mean for you; who wouldn’t flinch at any runes you had on you. He’d even added a few of his own; health and protection he’d said. They were small; easily hidden by your regular clothes; not that jace even seemed to notice them.

“Did you figure out how to tell him?” Isabelle nods and you grin at her.

“Yeah I’m just going to come out and say it.”

“Really you’re hitting him with the double whammy of ‘i’m pregnant and it’s twins’ You sure that's… Simon no! It’s Y/N… he’s… Do not say a word; why are you here..”

“There’s a higher demon; well signature of one; we all have to go… Sorry Y/N can’t give you paperwork today.” Simon grins; clearly already having accepted he’s going to be an uncle. He looks a little relieved and you wonder if he and Isabelle have ever talked about kids; Jace and you had, but it had been a quick conversation; a nice thought for when the threats were taken care of. Not now, not when there was a risk of a higher demon being around.

“Is everyone ready?” Jace shouts; making sure everyone has their weapons out. You’re towards the middle; you know Simon and Alec had collaborated to make that happen; you also knew Jace had no idea; so when you all run in to jump into the main fight you try your best not to be too nervous at the demons that seem to have no end.

“What the fuck were you thinking!!???! Why the fuck would you try to…” Simon grimaces as Jace snarls at him; clearly annoyed he’d jumped in front of the blast.

“Y/N can take care of himself; you know you can’t handle something like that..”

“Yeah but like I’m going to take the blame for all three of them getting hurt.” Simon snaps and his eyes widen. “Oh fuck Y/N I’m so sorry; I didn’t…”

“No it’s fine; pretty sure you finally got your wish; he’s shut up for once; might even be speechless.”

“You’re pregnant?”

“Mhm, with twins.”

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IMAGINE — BEING A DISABLED SHADOWHUNTER WHO CAN FIGHT BECAUSE OF YOUR LEGAL GUARDIAN, AND IMPRESSING MARYSE AND THE NEW YORK INSTITUTE WITH YOUR STRENGTH.

REQUESTED BY @cokcola4112

"HOW did you learn to do that?" A woman's voice asked as they approached you in the training room.

You looked over your shoulder. Maryse headed down the Institute, hoping to find either Alec or Isabelle, but instead found someone else that intrigued her the moment she saw them with their weapon. She wasn't alone, though. Almost a quarter of the Institute gathered around to see what had happened.

It wasn't like Maryse never saw potential in you. You were always known to be a powerful Shadowhunter no matter what. You just needed more people to see you at your very best, and Mrs. Lightwood intended to prove everyone she saw a spark in you greater than angelic powers known in the Shadow world.

Maryse grins. "You really are something, y/n."

"I have a really good teacher," You smiled proudly.

[ki-irke]

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[thebisexualdogdad]

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."

[berryazule]

Being Luke Garroway's daughter and Clary's BFF

Growing up with Clary was definitely an odd one

You knew all about Shadowhunter and Downworlders 

But never about Valentine or where things went wrong for your Dad

Like made you absolutely promise to never tell Clary a thing

Not before her mother decided it was OK

You and Clary both shared a passion for art

Her art lied within drawing of all kinds

And yours lied within painting and photography

When at the coffee shop in the beginning you didn't fall for her sad face

But laughed and Simon for falling for it

You were her one person to rant to when she started randomly drawing runes

The guilt kf not being able to tell her nearly crushed you

On the night everything went wrong you had to pass on the invitation

You'd fallen 'ill' after going out for the night so couldn't join

You ran to the club when Simon frantically called you

He was ranting about Clary speeding off into a back area of a club with a random dude

You had never equipped your weapons so fast when you heard the name

When.you got there Clary was already gone

You saw a quick glimpse of fellow shadowhunters but ran back home to try catch Clary

When you arrived, everything was trashed

And Clary was gone

The end <3

[gatorbites-imagines]

Gatorbites-imagines kinktober 2023

I can’t remember my stories from last year, so if any are similar its honestly a mistake, I cant be bothered to go back and check them all.

Like last year I can’t promise ill post consistently every day, but I’ll do my best to do so, or just getting all my prompts filled out.

I used a randomizer to put these together. Feel free to write any of these or use any of my prompts, if you do, please tag me, I’d love to read them.

Alec Lightwood + Praise Kink

Astarion Ancunin + Bloodplay

Michael Myers + Drugged and/or captured

Hal Jordan + Size difference

Anakin Skywalker/Darth Vader + Uniform Kink

Clark Kent + Alien Biology

Mickey Milkovich + Wrestling and sparring

Simon “Ghost” Riley + Gun and/or Knifeplay

Roy Harper + Musk and/or Sweat

Miguel O'Hara + Aphrodisiacs

James Bucky Barnes + Choking and breathplay

Roronoa Zoro + Cumplay (snowballing, felching, etc)

Donquixote "Corazon" Rosinante + Bondage/Shibari

Conner Kent + Breeding and/or excessive cum

Stu Macher + Edging and/or milking

Jason Todd + Leather or Latex

Homelander/John Gillman + Cock warming

Steve Rogers + Title Kink (daddy, sir, etc)

Din Djarin + Markings (hickeys, bruises, tattoos, etc)

Guy Gardner + Semi-public or Exhibitionism

Ian Gallagher + Waxplay and/or temperature play

Steven Grant, Marc Spector and Jake Lockley + Omegaverse

Dick Grayson + Prostate massage/torture

Tyler Durden and Jack "The Narrator" + Masks and helmets

Aaron Davis + Reunion sex

Sanji Vinsmoke + Dry Humping and/or frottage

Bruce Wayne + cock cages

Mike Schmidt + Desperation

John “Soap” MacTavish + Muscle/Body worship

Tim Drake + Rimming

Boba Fett + Oral Fixation

[malecarchive]

[heronstairstan]

this is the cannon image of Jem, no further questions

[ghoulie-67-baby]

Partners in crime - Shadowhunters.

Summary: You’re Magnus Bane’s best friend and fellow warlock, when Shadowhunters ask for help you take the job together.

Warning: Mentions of nightmares, skimpy pyjamas (idk what you’d call them tbh), playful teasing between friends, fluff.

Pairing: Magnus bane x Warlock!reader (Platonic).

Word count: 1,336.

The sun scorched across my face through a gap in the curtains. I dramatically huffed as I glared at the curtains in disdain, knowing I wouldn't fall asleep again. I stretched with an obnoxiously loud yawn, humming contently as my bones popped in a chorus.

Discomfort quickly set in from the glaring light and I raked my fingers through my hair before swinging my legs from the bed and trudging towards the door. My dreams had kept me up a good portion of the night and in the end, I crawled into bed with Magnus which kept them at bay.

"Mags?" I called through the quiet loft, "Mags, why do you never close the curtains properly?" I searched the loft half asleep for my flatmate only to come up empty. I straightened out my shorts as I wandered to the kitchen, letting the growl of my stomach lead me.

My pyjama vest rose up my stomach as I reached to grab a bowl and I shivered at the cold air of my exposed midriff.

Shuffling towards the living room, I failed to notice the gathering of people until the sound of someone clearing their throat caught my attention. I nodded hello to the group sleepily, gathering my thoughts as I ate my breakfast. I snapped out of my sleepy state as Magnus appeared in front of me protectively.

"Good morning, my dearest, I'll make sure to close them properly from now on shall I?" The question was rhetorical but I nodded anyway, placing my now empty bowl on the table. "Now, as much as I love seeing you half-dressed," Magnus teased with a playful wink. "I'm not sure how much longer Simon can watch without holding his drool back so how about we cover you up." I sighed but let his magic swirl around me, a beautiful, feathered robe appearing around my body.

The fabric brushed the ground as I stepped forward and planted myself into Magnus' chest in a tight hug. He reciprocated, both lost in the cuddle and temporarily forgetting about the group awkwardly standing behind him. Unfamiliar people weren't going to stop me from having my morning cuddle, they could wait.

"Thank you, my love," I whispered, pressing a small kiss to his cheek before peering up at him quizzically. "so, who do we have today?"

"Shadowhunters and Vampires," I moved to stand beside him, smiling at the small sea of faces, some of which smiled back whilst others remained blank. A huge smile overtook me and my eyes softened as my es met Raphael's gaze. I knew he had turned away when I appeared in my pyjamas, he always felt awkward and refused to see me in a vulnerable state, saying it wasn't proper. I understood considering Magnus and I had practically raised him since vampirism. Though he hated to admit it, he was my boy but he had a reputation to hold up and such so I let him seem hardened and cold, sometimes.

"Hello my lovely boy," I held his face in my hand gently, looking at his handsome face before putting my arms around him. He kissed my cheek and hugged me back before clearing his throat, letting me step back towards Magnus. I sniggered as he glared at the group of shocked Shadowhunters, daring them to say something. "Play nice Rafe."

"This is Y/N, best friend for all intents and purposes, partner in crime and partnering warlock." I grinned, bowing playfully at the group who stared at me strangely.

"Y/N, these are the Shadowhunters of the New York Institute. This is Alexander," I noticed the twinkle in his eye at that name. "Jace, Clarissa and Isabelle. The new vampire is Simon, he's with Raphael." He gestured to each respectively and I looked over each of them.

"Nice to meet you all. What can we do for you then?" I let my eyes stay on Alexander a little longer than the others, taking in his tall muscular stature and handsome face.

"So, are you two, like, a thing or?" He trailed off and I raised an eyebrow, looking up at Mags and our grins matched.

"No," I chuckled, shaking my head, "We've been best friends and partners for a few centuries. Most people do assume that though." A gentle hand squeezed my hip and I leant into it softly.

"You seem close enough, you're kind of handsie too," I raised a curious eyebrow at the young vampire, enjoying his curiosity though going off the look on Raphael's face he didn't.

"We've lived together for a long time, and known each other even longer. We come as a pair, can't have one without the other but that doesn't have to mean we're together in that way." I grinned at him, my magic swirling through my fingers languidly. "Curiosity is a fine thing Simon but you should be careful who you're curious about, might just bite you in the ass." I chided him softly, using a small spell to deliver a small biting sensation on his butt. He yelped and jumped, laughing nervously, but grinning widely all the same. I liked him, he seemed sweet.

"And you wonder why Raphael doesn't play nice," Magnus tutted, an amused twinkle in his eye. I hummed before turning back to the matter at hand.

"Now, I've heard you're causing quite the stir in the Shadow world Clary Fray, what is Magnus getting us into now?"

"I need help getting my Mom back, Valentine has taken her," A shiver ran down my spine at that name but I motioned for her to continue. "I don't know where he's taken her but I could do with all the help I can get and I've been told you guys are the best warlocks to ask." I thought about it seriously, biting my lip as I did. "I don't want to cause any trouble but Magnus knows about some of my past memories, ones he blocked that could help me find her." I walked towards her, cupping her face in my hands, hushing her gently. I tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and let my thumb wipe away one of her tears with a gentle smile.

"Sweet girl, we'll help however we can as long as it's not a threat to the Downworld." She nodded gratefully, mouthing her thanks as her chest shuddered with a heavy breath. "I can't promise we can remove them but we can damn well try."

"Mama, it's not that simple." Raphael interrupted, looking furious. "We shouldn't get involved in shadowhunter business. They cause nothing but trouble for us." He spoke through gritted teeth, a hard glare fixed on Jace who leered back at him. These two obviously didn't get along.

"Rafe, sweetie, you can't justify not helping them because of that. That would make us just as bad as the Clave now wouldn't it?" I crossed my arms, looking at him disapprovingly. We raised him better than this, his anger was just clouding his judgement. "If things get too much then we'll walk away won't we Mags?" I glanced towards my partner who agreed with me. "You know that's how we work, my darling, we don't bite off more than we can chew." I made sure to emphasise so the Shadowhunters knew where we stood, looking pointedly at Jace whose glare never faltered. Perhaps my comment about the Clave had touched a nerve.

"Well, if you come back tomorrow we can get started, we have stock to replenish and things to organise, I'm sure you understand." Magnus began to shoo them closer to the door, waving them goodbye as I hugged Raphael. He paid special attention to bidding Alexander goodbye and I couldn't help my smirk as I made him a drink. It was 5 o'clock somewhere in the world after all.

"I can't help but feel like the next few days are to be exhausting." I handed the glass to him and nodded solemnly. There was no doubt about that.

[shadowhunters-reprise]

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(Magnus x fem!reader)