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for once i might do what you tell me i’m half asleep and getting a headache from all the words on this site.(wow i sound tired) ALSO HELLO KINGA HOW ARE YOU MOM?????? 

i dont think you sent this to get a compliment but since you did rec me something imma give you one anyway lmao (warning i am half asleep so this will be  atrain wreck) soooooooooooooooooo you’re an angel but we been kneeew sis you’re the sweetest person ever (except when i’m not sleeping then you turn into a demon mom but ily anyway) AND IVE JUST SEEN YOUREBLOGGED THE COMPLIMENTS POST SO WE ALL GOOD HERE anyway i may not have spoken to you in a hot minute but i love you to pieces and i love seeing you on my dash i always get so happy when i see you in my notifs even if it is yu yelling @ me to sleep ilysm <33

even tho we have different opinions on olives i just wanna say i lov u ok 💛 (my beta and my wife @lightwoodlesbians gets her usual s/o here xox)

500 follower celebration (closed)

Simon flattens the front of his shirt, double checking that there are no wrinkles on it before smiling into the mirror, practicing his bedroom eyes.

“Why hello, Mr. Jace Lightwood, I hear you have a fantastic - oh fuck,” Simon says as he stubs his toe on his way to to the mirror. He bends over and lifts up his foot, massaging it to make it feel between.

“Stupid chair,” he mutters mostly to himself.

Simon is beyond surprised that Jace, the cute bartender from Simon’s favorite bar, asked him on a date. It’s ridiculous, really, because Jace is crazy out of his league, with his stupid blonde hair and stupid lips, but he’d asked Simon out anyway, and Simon isn’t dumb enough to say no to that.

Alec had a dilemma.

Compared to most dilemmas that he seemed to have of late, Alec supposed that this one isn’t as life threatening. And yet, in that very moment, lying on the couch with Magnus snuggled into his side, this dilemma seemed to be the most important thing in his life.

Magnus had fallen asleep about an hour ago, and Alec, unable to contain himself, had curled his arms around his boyfriend and pressed a kiss to his hairline. Now, however, Alec was berating himself for being unable to want to cuddle with Magnus.

His arm was numb.

He tried to ignore it, but after a while the numbing spread from the tips of his fingers to the crease of his elbow and was slowly sneaking up towards his shoulder. He could move. If Magnus didn’t look so peaceful and downright adorable while he was asleep. His head was tucked into the crook of Alec’s neck, his warm body against Alec’s, an arm and a leg draped over Alec’s own. He looked at peace for the first time in weeks, and Alec didn’t want to disrupt that just because his arm was losing all feeling.

They had been through a lot, the both of them, and they finally had a moment of peace to themselves, a moment to be able to actually curl up on the sofa together and actually sleep. But the feeling going from his arm was becoming too uncomfortable. He tried to dislodge his arm as carefully as he could as to not wake Magnus, but apparently he was a light sleeper and the small movement caused his eyes to flicker open.

“Alexander, what’s wrong?” Alec inwardly cursed himself as he ran his hand along Magnus’ back.

“Nothing, my arm was just going numb. Go back to sleep babe.” Magnus looked up at Alec, a softness coating over his face as he felt a strong sense of fond for this man.

“Alexander, how long has your arm been numb?”

“Not long.”

“Not long as in just now, or not long as in the past twenty minutes?” Alec avoided Magnus’ gaze, his cheeks burning at the smirk on Magnus’ lips, knowing full well that his boyfriend was taunting him.

“If your arm was numb darling, you should have just moved. I don’t want you to be uncomfortable.” Magnus turned in his arms so that he was leaning on his chest.

“I didn’t want to wake you. You looked peaceful, and you haven’t been sleeping much lately. You need your sleep.” The smirk fell from Magnus’ face as he looked in astonishment at his boyfriend. Before Alec could ask what was wrong, Magnus leaned forward and captured his lips in a soft kiss. Alec felt himself melt into the feel of their lips slowly moving together, drowning in the feel of their languid movements.

Magnus pulled back enough to press their foreheads together, Alec’s hands gripping around his waist and a hand carding through Alec’s hair.

“You truly are something else, Alexander Lightwood.” Alec turned them round so they were lying on their sides and the pair got lost in the maps of the others eyes, and eventually got lost in the lull of sleep.

Try not to fall in love 

summary: Alec Lightwood never believed in good or bad luck, but after finding out he's roommates with his highschool nemesis Magnus Bane..he's beginning to think he's cursed 

aka the enemies to friends to lovers fic that no one asked for

pairing: Malec

chapters 16

Simon’s cab pulls up outside the hotel before Jace replies. “Typical,” he mumbles, paying the cabbie and stepping out into the cold air of New York. He’s halfway to the elevator when his phone buzzes in his pocket, and he has to fish it out as he does a little jog to get through the door before it slides shut.

Jace: Guess you’ll have to find out.