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The only sound that could be heard was their breathing and a quiet brush of fabrics as Jace took his shirt off and searched for another one.
On the other side of the room, sit on the blond’s bed, was Clary, staring, or as she would prefer, paying a good amount of attention to Jace. It was not the first time she had the opportunity of watching that perfect body, in fact there had been other occasions when she had had a better view, but Clary didn’t know what was the reason seeing Jace’s body made her shiver.
It was a reaction she couldn’t control and the only thing she hoped for, was that nobody else could see that, although Jace already knew that, because it didn’t matter what her boyfriend was wearing or if he wasn’t wearing anything at all -that was a perfect sight in fact-, her eyes always travelled down his body until she realized she was as red as a tomato and moved her gaze to another thing.
But unfortunately she had to stand Jace teasing her since that time he caught her, and the thing was that he really enjoyed making her blush even more.
"Enjoying the view?" Jace’s voice made her pay attention to him and leave her own world.
He was looking at her with a huge smirk and, lucky her, no shirt on. And well, she had no other option but to say something back.
"Not at all" said the girl stubbornly, although Jace knew she was lying and kept looking at her to make her change the answer. "Stop. No, seriously, stop. Okay, I’m going to see Isabelle! Bye"
"Do you also like to stare at Izzy? That’s quite interesting, now I have a good idea on my mind"
"Ugh, I don’t know how I ended up with you"
"It was my looks and my charm"
"Sure it was that"

The only sound that could be heard was their breathing and a quiet brush of fabrics as Jace took his shirt off and searched for another one.

On the other side of the room, sit on the blond’s bed, was Clary, staring, or as she would prefer, paying a good amount of attention to Jace. It was not the first time she had the opportunity of watching that perfect body, in fact there had been other occasions when she had had a better view, but Clary didn’t know what was the reason seeing Jace’s body made her shiver.

It was a reaction she couldn’t control and the only thing she hoped for, was that nobody else could see that, although Jace already knew that, because it didn’t matter what her boyfriend was wearing or if he wasn’t wearing anything at all -that was a perfect sight in fact-, her eyes always travelled down his body until she realized she was as red as a tomato and moved her gaze to another thing.

But unfortunately she had to stand Jace teasing her since that time he caught her, and the thing was that he really enjoyed making her blush even more.

"Enjoying the view?" Jace’s voice made her pay attention to him and leave her own world.

He was looking at her with a huge smirk and, lucky her, no shirt on. And well, she had no other option but to say something back.

"Not at all" said the girl stubbornly, although Jace knew she was lying and kept looking at her to make her change the answer. "Stop. No, seriously, stop. Okay, I’m going to see Isabelle! Bye"

"Do you also like to stare at Izzy? That’s quite interesting, now I have a good idea on my mind"

"Ugh, I don’t know how I ended up with you"

"It was my looks and my charm"

"Sure it was that"

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mintynicotine:

Ave Atque Vale, Shadowhunter on We Heart It.

mintynicotine:

Ave Atque Vale, Shadowhunter on We Heart It.

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The Mortal Instruments

I’ve been reading TMI series and I’ve been fangirling with the characters. Sorry for the posts about TMI. Hahaha. I just love the characters. I’m currently reading City of Ashes. :D


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(Mature Content)
The lights were off by the time Alec got home, the apartment completely silent save for a low buzzing emanating from the refrigerator. As quietly as he could Alec slipped off his boots and set his bag on the ground next to the door. After a seventeen hour work day-he hated when demons appeared unexpectedly- Alec was glad to be home, the smell of whatever Magnus had cooked a few hours previous still lingering within the walls and sure enough there was a plate waiting for him in the microwave. Alec smiled fondly at the chicken and mashed potatoes before heating them up, retrieving a beer from the fridge. Being sure to be as quiet as possible Alec sat at the breakfast bar and enjoyed his meal, wishing he could have eaten with Magnus instead of alone at midnight.
  Leaving the dirty dishes in the sink to take care of in the morning Alec crept down the hall to their bedroom, slinking past a sleeping Magnus to the attached bathroom.
“Just come to bed,” Magnus said as Alec was about to close the door, his voice rough with sleep.
“Sorry” Alec whispered, “I didn’ mean to wake you up.”
“It’s fine.” Magnus sat up on his elbows, blanket pooling around his waist. “I tried to stay up.”
“You should sleep.”
“Come to bed,” Magnus repeated, scratching his bare chest. “I missed you.”
"I smell like sweat” Alec tried to argue but Magnus was giving him a stern look.
Finally Alec relented, unbuttoning his shirt as he walked to the bed. He sat on the mattress without taking it off, leaning down to remove his socks. Suddenly Magnus was pressed up against his back, soft lips on his neck and hands trailing down the contours of his chest. Alec’s breath hitched as he leaned back into Magnus’ warmth, reveling in the feel of gentle kisses being trailed down his throat and back up to the stubble on his jaw. Magnus hummed in his ear, sliding the plaid shirt off of Alec’s shoulders, letting his fingertips glide across his skin. Alec couldn’t help the low moan that escaped when Magnus nipped playfully at his ear.
“I like when you smell sweat,” Magnus said, raking his nails through Alec’s chest.
Alec craned his neck to capture Magnus’ lips in a kiss, hand moving up to cup the back of the warlock’s head in a gentle hold. It was tender; a push of lips, a hint of tongue and beautifully warm. They pulled apart and Magnus just gazed at Alec for a long moment, the scrutiny making the blue eyed boy blush. Magnus reached up to trail his fingers along the long scar just below Alec’s clavicle and Alec shivered under the touch, leaning in to kiss Magnus again. Magnus groaned, pushing himself flush against Alec so their chests were touching. Without breaking the kiss Magnus nudged Alec onto his back and let one hand wander down Alec’s side, fingers wrapping around the other man’s hip. Alec arched into the touch, toying with the hair at the base of Magnus’ skull.
"Off,” Magnus demanded breathlessly, tugging at Alec’s jeans.
Alec grinned against Magnus’ lips before sitting up to shimmy out of the worn blue jeans. He turned to find Magnus eyeing him up and down appreciatively, unconsciously licking his lips. Even after three years Alec wasn’t used to the looks Magnus gave him, wasn’t used to feeling attractive or important. Alec had to look away, slipping his boxers down his scarred thighs, trying to ignore the feeling of the damaged flesh under his hands.
“You are unbelievable,” Magnus said when Alec finally returned to the bed, kneeling over the taller man.
“And you’re crazy,” Alec laughed but he was only half joking.
Magnus pulled until Alec was lying atop him, letting his hands rove over Alec’s back and thighs, paying special attention to the blemishes he found.
“Sometimes I wonder what you’re doing with me,” Magnus whispered in the silence, brushing a few strands of hair out of Alec’s face.
Alec felt his throat tighten with emotion, looking away from Magnus with an audible swallow. Before he could say something embarrassing Alec kissed Magnus’ pectoral as gently as he could, moving up to nuzzle at the crook of his neck. Magnus threw the blankets to the side, slipping out of his sweat pants quickly so he could hook a leg over Alec’s waist and pull them even closer. The skin on skin contact was enough to make Alec hiss, biting at Magnus’ throat.
“Roll over,” Alec said quietly, moving off of Magnus.
Magnus eyed him curiously but did as he was told, settling on his side with his back facing Alec. Shuffling to the bedside table Alec extracted a bottle of lube and a condom before moving back to Magnus. The sheets were still warm from when Magnus had slept and when their bodies slotted together Alec sighed contently, kissing Magnus’ shoulders. Alec opening the lube was loud in the quiet room, the gel cool on Alec’s overheated fingers. Carefully the younger man prepped Magnus using slow motions and comforting words. One finger turned to two, then three and finally Magnus was pushing back against the pressure, whining softly in the back of his throat. Alec smirked against Magnus’ neck and curled his fingers just so causing Magnus to yelp, body rocking to gain more of the friction.
“Come on, Alexander” Magnus urged, gripping Alec’s thigh.
Alec slicked himself up and pushed in slowly, centimeter by centimeter until his chest was flush against Magnus’ back and their hips aligned perfectly. When he bottomed out Alec stilled for a long while, just feeling the other man’s body against his own. Magnus linked their fingers and brought Alec’s hand to his mouth, kissing each digit. Alec pulled out halfway and pushed back in, setting up a slow but precise pace making sure to stroke Magnus’ prostate on every other thrust. Magnus was making soft noises; guiding Alec’s hands to his dick, moaning at the feel of rough calluses on his sensitive flesh. Magnus turned his face to kiss Alec, the angle all wrong but perfect at the same time.
“God,” Magnus breathed, lips brushing Alec’s as he spoke, “you’re perfect”
Alec’s hips hitched and without warning he came, eyes clenched shut, lips pressing gracelessly against Magnus’. Through the roaring in his ears he felt Magnus arching against him, moaning Alec’s name over and over until their bodies stilled.
Alec pulled out, carefully removing the condom to dispose of in the trash bin next to the bed. As soon as he was on his back Magnus was there, rubbing Alec’s stomach and chest, kissing his neck, murmuring things Alec couldn’t hear. Magnus settled half on top of Alec, his weight a welcome discomfort; comfortable and secure. Alec snaked an arm around Magnus’ waist to ensure he didn’t move anywhere, tucking his face against Magnus’ shoulder. Alec jumped when lips traced the thick scar Magnus had caressed earlier, slightly chapped trailing along the entire length of it before ending on his collarbone.
Magnus didn’t say anything as he settled down next to Alec, soft hair tickling the underside of his chin.
 ”Go to sleep,” Magnus whispered, tangling their legs together, “I can hear you thinking.”
“Sorry” Alec mumbled, rolling onto his side so they were facing each other. He carded a hand through Magnus’ hair, kissing him again.
“G’night,” Magnus said and was asleep, Alec following soon after.

(Mature Content)

The lights were off by the time Alec got home, the apartment completely silent save for a low buzzing emanating from the refrigerator. As quietly as he could Alec slipped off his boots and set his bag on the ground next to the door. After a seventeen hour work day-he hated when demons appeared unexpectedly- Alec was glad to be home, the smell of whatever Magnus had cooked a few hours previous still lingering within the walls and sure enough there was a plate waiting for him in the microwave. Alec smiled fondly at the chicken and mashed potatoes before heating them up, retrieving a beer from the fridge. Being sure to be as quiet as possible Alec sat at the breakfast bar and enjoyed his meal, wishing he could have eaten with Magnus instead of alone at midnight.

  Leaving the dirty dishes in the sink to take care of in the morning Alec crept down the hall to their bedroom, slinking past a sleeping Magnus to the attached bathroom.

“Just come to bed,” Magnus said as Alec was about to close the door, his voice rough with sleep.

“Sorry” Alec whispered, “I didn’ mean to wake you up.”

“It’s fine.” Magnus sat up on his elbows, blanket pooling around his waist. “I tried to stay up.”

“You should sleep.”

“Come to bed,” Magnus repeated, scratching his bare chest. “I missed you.”

"I smell like sweat” Alec tried to argue but Magnus was giving him a stern look.

Finally Alec relented, unbuttoning his shirt as he walked to the bed. He sat on the mattress without taking it off, leaning down to remove his socks. Suddenly Magnus was pressed up against his back, soft lips on his neck and hands trailing down the contours of his chest. Alec’s breath hitched as he leaned back into Magnus’ warmth, reveling in the feel of gentle kisses being trailed down his throat and back up to the stubble on his jaw. Magnus hummed in his ear, sliding the plaid shirt off of Alec’s shoulders, letting his fingertips glide across his skin. Alec couldn’t help the low moan that escaped when Magnus nipped playfully at his ear.

“I like when you smell sweat,” Magnus said, raking his nails through Alec’s chest.

Alec craned his neck to capture Magnus’ lips in a kiss, hand moving up to cup the back of the warlock’s head in a gentle hold. It was tender; a push of lips, a hint of tongue and beautifully warm. They pulled apart and Magnus just gazed at Alec for a long moment, the scrutiny making the blue eyed boy blush. Magnus reached up to trail his fingers along the long scar just below Alec’s clavicle and Alec shivered under the touch, leaning in to kiss Magnus again. Magnus groaned, pushing himself flush against Alec so their chests were touching. Without breaking the kiss Magnus nudged Alec onto his back and let one hand wander down Alec’s side, fingers wrapping around the other man’s hip. Alec arched into the touch, toying with the hair at the base of Magnus’ skull.

"Off,” Magnus demanded breathlessly, tugging at Alec’s jeans.

Alec grinned against Magnus’ lips before sitting up to shimmy out of the worn blue jeans. He turned to find Magnus eyeing him up and down appreciatively, unconsciously licking his lips. Even after three years Alec wasn’t used to the looks Magnus gave him, wasn’t used to feeling attractive or important. Alec had to look away, slipping his boxers down his scarred thighs, trying to ignore the feeling of the damaged flesh under his hands.

“You are unbelievable,” Magnus said when Alec finally returned to the bed, kneeling over the taller man.

“And you’re crazy,” Alec laughed but he was only half joking.

Magnus pulled until Alec was lying atop him, letting his hands rove over Alec’s back and thighs, paying special attention to the blemishes he found.

“Sometimes I wonder what you’re doing with me,” Magnus whispered in the silence, brushing a few strands of hair out of Alec’s face.

Alec felt his throat tighten with emotion, looking away from Magnus with an audible swallow. Before he could say something embarrassing Alec kissed Magnus’ pectoral as gently as he could, moving up to nuzzle at the crook of his neck. Magnus threw the blankets to the side, slipping out of his sweat pants quickly so he could hook a leg over Alec’s waist and pull them even closer. The skin on skin contact was enough to make Alec hiss, biting at Magnus’ throat.

“Roll over,” Alec said quietly, moving off of Magnus.

Magnus eyed him curiously but did as he was told, settling on his side with his back facing Alec. Shuffling to the bedside table Alec extracted a bottle of lube and a condom before moving back to Magnus. The sheets were still warm from when Magnus had slept and when their bodies slotted together Alec sighed contently, kissing Magnus’ shoulders. Alec opening the lube was loud in the quiet room, the gel cool on Alec’s overheated fingers. Carefully the younger man prepped Magnus using slow motions and comforting words. One finger turned to two, then three and finally Magnus was pushing back against the pressure, whining softly in the back of his throat. Alec smirked against Magnus’ neck and curled his fingers just so causing Magnus to yelp, body rocking to gain more of the friction.

“Come on, Alexander” Magnus urged, gripping Alec’s thigh.

Alec slicked himself up and pushed in slowly, centimeter by centimeter until his chest was flush against Magnus’ back and their hips aligned perfectly. When he bottomed out Alec stilled for a long while, just feeling the other man’s body against his own. Magnus linked their fingers and brought Alec’s hand to his mouth, kissing each digit. Alec pulled out halfway and pushed back in, setting up a slow but precise pace making sure to stroke Magnus’ prostate on every other thrust. Magnus was making soft noises; guiding Alec’s hands to his dick, moaning at the feel of rough calluses on his sensitive flesh. Magnus turned his face to kiss Alec, the angle all wrong but perfect at the same time.

“God,” Magnus breathed, lips brushing Alec’s as he spoke, “you’re perfect”

Alec’s hips hitched and without warning he came, eyes clenched shut, lips pressing gracelessly against Magnus’. Through the roaring in his ears he felt Magnus arching against him, moaning Alec’s name over and over until their bodies stilled.

Alec pulled out, carefully removing the condom to dispose of in the trash bin next to the bed. As soon as he was on his back Magnus was there, rubbing Alec’s stomach and chest, kissing his neck, murmuring things Alec couldn’t hear. Magnus settled half on top of Alec, his weight a welcome discomfort; comfortable and secure. Alec snaked an arm around Magnus’ waist to ensure he didn’t move anywhere, tucking his face against Magnus’ shoulder. Alec jumped when lips traced the thick scar Magnus had caressed earlier, slightly chapped trailing along the entire length of it before ending on his collarbone.

Magnus didn’t say anything as he settled down next to Alec, soft hair tickling the underside of his chin.

 ”Go to sleep,” Magnus whispered, tangling their legs together, “I can hear you thinking.”

“Sorry” Alec mumbled, rolling onto his side so they were facing each other. He carded a hand through Magnus’ hair, kissing him again.

“G’night,” Magnus said and was asleep, Alec following soon after.

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“To love is to destroy, and to be loved is to be the one destroyed.”


Jonathan Christopher Morgenstern, The Mortal Instruments (via uuskula)

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“Everyone has choices to make; no one has the right to take those choices away from us. Not even out of love..”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes”


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shadowhunterroo:

Source: mikaelsonatheart

The Mortal Instruments: first and last words

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I REPEAT: THE MORTAL INSTRUMENTS IS GOING TO BE A TV SERIES

aneverfixedmarkk:

LIKE

WITH TIME TO ACTUALLY INCLUDE SHIT FROM THE BOOK

AND TO DO ALL THE BOOKS?

WITH GREATER CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT?

AND DEAR LORD A VALENTINE WHO ACTUALLY LOOKS LIKE VALENTINE?

I AM SCREAMING


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Day 21 - Classic Books - These are my only classic books. And I haven’t read any of them, but I’ve seen Great Gatsby and The Phantom of The Opera movie. I’m waiting for Dracula to be available for download. 😂😂

Day 21 - Classic Books - These are my only classic books. And I haven’t read any of them, but I’ve seen Great Gatsby and The Phantom of The Opera movie. I’m waiting for Dracula to be available for download. 😂😂

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10212014: Too many distractions. I just reached Chapter 6. 😭😂❤️

10212014: Too many distractions. I just reached Chapter 6. 😭😂❤️

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Day 20 - Made you laugh - He’s Just Not That Into You
I find this book really funny. Hahaha. Greg and Liz have a great sense of humor. 😂👏😁😄

Day 20 - Made you laugh - He’s Just Not That Into You
I find this book really funny. Hahaha. Greg and Liz have a great sense of humor. 😂👏😁😄

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Thank you @bibliophilemnl. Thank you din sa freebies! Hahah! 😄❤️

Thank you @bibliophilemnl. Thank you din sa freebies! Hahah! 😄❤️

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