All of a sudden, the last couple of months started to make a lot more sense. The immediate connection and rapport he’d felt from day one, the easy physicality between them, the ever-present awareness of Steve’s body, that goofy feeling he got whenever Steve smiled at him…
Holy. Shit.
Adult, AU. Tattoo artist Bucky discovers he might not be as straight as he always thought. This one’s just warm fuzzies and pure happiness.
“In Love With You As I Am” Quote Prompts || Accepting Jalec. Sometimes, it just is. Note: Anon, I hope you know that that song broke my damned heart. Everyone needs to listen to it, seriously. And yes, I’m absolutely still accepting quote prompts! (on AO3)
Part of him knows that it’s wrong.
He knows what his parents think of people like him, knows what his friends would say behind his back if they knew. He knows that even Izzy, as much as she loves him, would balk at the knowledge that he’s in love with Jace, with someone who is his brother in every way but blood, that she’d revile him for that if not his multitude of other sins.
The blood of angels runs in Alec’s veins but there is poison there also, rising inside of him like a tide, sweeping over him and tainting him, staining his heart with tar.
“There’s something wrong with me,” Alec says to himself, and his fingers are clenched into fists and he can only stare into his own reflection; a stranger in his own skin.
There is a dull crash and he stares at the shards littering the sink before him, crimson splattering across the basin. His knuckles are cut up, torn and bleeding, but he doesn’t even feel it.
It’s not me, he thinks, and by the time he’s emerging from the bathroom, Jace is hovering in his doorway– all big eyes and knobby knees, his hair unkempt from slumber.
RPF. Matthew Daddario, Dominic Sherwood. Sherdario. Fluff. Note: I saw this video and I had to.
Filming’s run late again and before Matt knows it, it’s 3 a.m. and rain has started to fall, icy drops splattering down his parka and drenching Alec’s artfully deconstructed boots. He’s been standing in the same puddle of mud for the past ten minutes, the umbrella he’s holding doing nothing to stop the lower half of his body from getting absolutely drenched in back splatter.
It’s been a bitch of a shoot and Matt would have been in a terrible mood had it not been for the company; they’re shooting a parabatai scene today and Dom’s as unsinkable as he always is.
Matt sort of hates him for it, but just a little bit.
Hey yourself! <3 Thank you so much! I’m glad you liked them and I hope you enjoy this one too and sorry for being so atrociously late with it ;x. I kind of used both quotes, because they seemed to fit well ;D
Sometimes when he was alone and unglamoured in the mundane world, Jace was amazed at just how unsupervised everyone was. Of course, there were cameras everywhere. He had always known that – the Institute had access to most of them – but the purpose here was to make people feel safe rather than watched.
Jace closes his eyes. He can’t say it. If he gets his way, he’ll never have to say it. He’ll live through a successful NFL career being the dashing bachelor Jace Wayland, the guy no woman can sink her claws into. Unfortunately, his parents are asking when he’s going to bring home a nice girl to settle down with, Luke thinks a steady relationship would be good for his temper, and he can never escape the sorority sisters at events who want him to call them back.
Jace swallows, “Please, Clary. Do this for me? It’ll help us both.”
Teen, AU. Jace and Clary fake-date, because Jace has problems facing certain truths… This is the college AU I didn’t knew I needed.
‘Charlie,’ Matteusz said as they lay in bed, blinking lazily at the back of Charlie’s profile, just an outline in the darkness. ‘Why do you never want to fuck me?’
Adult, pwp. Of course this fandom has alien dick fic – and it’s super hot. 😉
