#sharona1x2

[izzymalec]

You're still here. I forgot about you.

[anthony-kate]

wylanandjesper  >>> henryandalex

Haha, yes. I knew y’all saw this coming. Hence... 

Still old me. Still the same content a lot of y’all probably didn’t sign up for when you clicked the follow button but well... here we are.

Still tracking #useranica :)))

[erricdraven]

harrystylesgotmefuckedup replied to your post "hi babes i miss y'all! i unexpectedly and suddenly..."

Oh no. So glad you’re okay. Wishing you a speedy and full recovery! 🤍

sharona1x2 replied to your post "hi babes i miss y'all! i unexpectedly and suddenly..."

I hope you have an easy and speedy recovery! You will be missed, but please take good care of yourself. *hugs*

thank you so much, loves! you're the sweetest! 💖

[azamansource]

hi all! decided to make a little tag directory to help you all find stuff here

interview with the vampire

amc podcast

art

iwtv press

iwtv behind the scenes

hotel portofino

theatre + theatre resources

a doll's house

arms and the man

behind the beautiful forevers

coriolanus

chicken shop shakespeare

east is east

salomé

the funeral director

the othello project

the winter's tale

troy story

white teeth

interviews + photoshoots

castmates and friends

social media posts and stories

laundry (a short play assad wrote)

other film and tv projects: cucumber / mcdonald's ad / the fox and the grapes / the saint of southall / this is the night mail / vera

many thanks to all of you for the amazing art and content and especially to @wheresbenni @sharona1x2 & @userarmand without whose beautiful gifs and edits azsource would not be possible

[iwtv-az-hours]

if I can't seize the means of production and I can't seize this man's bum and breasts, what even is the point

sometimes I do wonder to what extent can my bosses monitor what I use the work computer for

[psmith73]

Ten fav shows, tagged by @travellingwiththedead & @poetrywise - post just gifs.

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tagging @mrowsaysthecat @bitchypuppystarlight @enechelon @waywardmillennial @drjohnweston @levyfiles @sharona1x2 @dannypinot

[spicyvampire]

Before / After coloring 🎨

Thanks @guzhu-furen & @maxescheibechlinichacheli for the tag!

I haven't done one of those in a while so here it is, I didn't choose any particularly colorful gifs, I just wanted to show the power washing process that goes on behind the scenes a little when you got a scene that is covered by a filter (whether it's blue, yellow or just plain dirt) which is 99.9% of them tbh, especially for the last one that was just completely yellow, and honestly after 3 years of gifmaking I'm still learning how to take care of those scenes

Tagging (feel free to ignore this) : @thelaziestmotherfucker @forcebook @nick-nellson @firstmix @petrichoraline @kinnsporsche @raypakorn @25shadesoffebruary @pharawee @magnusedom @yohankang @sharona1x2 @difanghua

[carelessflower]

does somebody close to @sharona1x2 can you please please ask them why im blocked 😭😭😭what did i do 😭😭 i swear i'll change i just wanna reblog and like their gif sets 😭😭

[nancyloumm]

#sharona1x2#SHS215#AProblemOfMemory#MalecS2#Not only is Magnus traumatised#But he's also terrifed#That his honesty will destroy those feelings Alec speaks of#But Alec's the healing balm to his wounded soul#Such an underrated scene#I miss them

It may have taken Alec a few days weeks to get with the program, but once he did, he was all about making their relationship work. 

“No, you're not. I'm sorry, but I'm not gonna leave until you talk to me. Remember when you said “when things get crazy, don't push me away”?”

A Problem of Memory – season 2, episode 15

[izzymalec]

tag 9 people you want to get to know better

tagged by @sunshinekeyleth, tysm 🥹🫶🏻

favorite color: pink 😌

currently reading: effie briest by theodor fontane

last song: dreams by the cranberries

last series: either are you the one: reality stars in love (german version) or a random episode of hannibal, don't remember which was last 🥲

last movie: another round

sweet/savory/spicy: sweet

currently working on: reorganising my external hard drive and searching for + putting pictures in a digital photo frame for my mum

tagging: @kinnsporsche, @jennie--kim, @galpalkirk, @lesdienne, @bahnhofsblumen, @sharona1x2, @niteskies, @alecmagnuslwb, @magnusedom (only if u want to ofc <3)

[anthony-kate]

Things I found out in the last 2 days:

There’ll be a season 6 of Skam Italia (I haven’t even watched s5 yet ahsajahs); thanks to @sharona1x2

And according to an anon over @3416 WTFock will also be back with a new generation??????

What year is this? 2016? 😂😂😂

[goldenalec]

Shadowhunters + Photoshop (insp)

[erricdraven]

For the malec prompts, 7, t, 22 ? Feel free to change stuff if you prefer!

*so i used this to my advantage a bit so this can be read as a prequel-sequel to my previous fic the number of heartbeats between here and there. also it's a bit canon divergent because of the parameters of the request!* 7. deleted scene | t. secret relationship | 22. "i'm going to need you to put on some underwear before you say anything else."

To: Alexander – 1:23am

Did you still want me to come over tonight? I know it’s later than we had planned but…been thinking about you 🥰

To: Magnus – 1:26am

Sorry I was in the shower but yeah please come if you still can!

To: Alexander – 1:27am

Pretty boy.

To: Alexander – 1:27am

Handsome.

To: Alexander – 1:27am

Angel.

To: Magnus – 1:28am

…yeah?

To: Alexander – 1:28am

I always want to see you. Do you want to see me?

To: Magnus – 1:28am

Yes definitely

To Alexander – 1:29am

Then I’ll be over quicker than you can say my name

Magnus made his way around the sprawling architecture of the New York Institute, looking for the wing of living quarters. The buttresses that framed the familiar third-story window would have made fair footholds for scaling the building, but there were better methods available to him. Twisting his index and middle fingers, he summoned a dense amalgamation of magic beneath his feet that expanded upwards. Fortunately, Alec had left the window unlatched and slightly ajar, allowing Magnus to slip through and land soundlessly in a crouch.

Just as he straightened up, the bathroom door opened and damp steam from the shower billowed out. Alec emerged, naked save for a towel wrapped around his waist, but when he caught sight of Magnus, an almost smug smile pulled at his lips. “Hey,” he greeted, striding over to kiss him softly, one hand gently cradling Magnus’ cheek while the other held the towel in place at his hipbone.

“Is this for me?” Magnus teased, running the soft outer part of his forefinger along the damp skin of Alec’s bare chest. “How thoughtful.”

Alec laughed boisterously, his ears faintly pink with a warm blush. “Sorry to disappoint you but that was just a happy accident. Patrol ran late and I had to deal with— Well, that doesn’t really matter.”

Clicking his tongue in disapproval, Magnus shook his head. “How can I be disappointed with this outcome, unintentional as it may be.” He skated his palms up to Alec’s upper back and reverently drew them down across the planes of muscle until he got down to the small of his back. His fingertips dug into the soft skin above his buttocks needfully, pressing just hard enough that his blunt nails would leave behind little crescents if one were to look hard enough. “I still come out victorious in this scenario, I think.”

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The way that Alec smiled at him, tired and weary but endlessly soft, made Magnus feel like his heart were being squeezed just this side of painful. It was the most vulnerable he had ever seen him, and it was simply theirs to share.

“Hey, Magnus… Why did you agree to this, us, like this?” Alec gestured vaguely. His eyebrows drew tightly together in consternation, and Magnus fought the urge to kiss the skin between into relaxing. “Why are you willing to hide with me?”

It had been a few weeks since their conversation about an arranged marriage for the sake of preserving the Lightwood legacy and foothold in the New York Institute. Maybe it was some kind of desperation that had driven Magnus to be so cavalier about his willingness to accept the “don’t ask, don’t tell” mentality of shadowhunters. The thought of losing the first spark of hope in love that he had had in over a century was excruciating, and concealing it so meticulously was a high price, but he was paying it. In a way, though, keeping this fragile thing between them a secret, left to grow in discretion, felt a little like a relief. Whatever it may be with time, it was theirs alone.

At the silence, Alec licked his lips nervously and started to say something.

Instead, Magnus held up a finger to his mouth to quiet him anticipatorily. Through a roguish grin, he said, “I’m going to need you to put on some underwear before you say anything else. I want to give that question the answer it deserves, but that’s a tremendous ask when you’re up against me like this.”

Alec rolled his eyes as if it were nothing more than a line, but there was something in his eyes that betrayed his self-satisfaction. And that was exactly what Magnus had intended. “All right, well then, look away.”

Magnus turned his back with exaggerated movements and crossed his arms over his chest with a smile. It was nice to have someone to be this way with again; it felt like liberation to have someone with whom he was free to be himself without the burden of titles and expectations. He was exposed when he stripped away the personas and facades that were like secondary skins. They were facets of himself that people expected him to have, but Alec never seemed to want him to be anything but Magnus. Not Magnus Bane, not High Warlock Bane, not Prince Regent of Edom.

“Are you decent?” Magnus teased after the sounds of fabric on skin had subsided.

In response, Alec came up behind him and leaned in just enough that his chest brushed Magnus’ back. “All done.”

Magnus shifted his weight to lean back into Alec lightly and reached back to thread his fingers into Alec’s still-damp hair. Softly scratching his nails through the soft strands made Alec hum contentedly. “We should sit so we can discuss your question.”

“Can we lay down?”

“Of course.”

They climbed on the bed over the sheets and comforter, and Alec immediately rolled over so Magnus could curl up behind him. He even lifted his arm away from his chest so Magnus could slide an arm over his hip bone and anchor his hand on his abdomen. This was something they had done once before—bearing their heart to anyone was hard for both of them, but this way made it a little easier.

Magnus took a slow breath, gathering his thoughts appropriately. “You’re a possibility, Alexander. A beautiful, liberating possibility that I’ve never had the fortune to come across in all my life.”

Ever melancholy, Alec replied, “How can you feel that way when I’m basically shoving you back in the closet with me, and asking you to sneak around and be ashamed of something that should be so simple. It makes me feel like a child to ask you to…stoop this low.”

“It was my choice, Alec. I chose to put myself in the position I’m in. And for the record,” Magnus added, pressing his lips to the back of Alec’s ear, “I’m glad that I did.”

Alec pressed back perceptibly closer to him, ducking his head to press into the crook of Magnus’ neck in a self-soothing gesture. “You’re not just saying that so that I feel less guilty, right? Because it doesn’t work if you don’t mean it.”

Many times throughout Magnus’ life he had been in the position of feeling at the disadvantage with the people he loved. He worried himself sick over whether he was being too clingy, too transparent, too vulnerable, and then he overcorrected and worried about being too aloof, too distant, and too unavailable. The cyclical questioning and self-doubt had ruined a lot of encounters before they even had the chance to become something concrete. Even now, there was a seed of doubt about what he was doing with Alec—maybe he was giving him too much credit, and maybe putting his own heart on the line was naïve.

“I don’t have the luxury of knowing what will come of this, Alexander,” he said carefully, “but I am certain that never giving it the chance would be something I would always regret. Will I always be content to be the soul of discretion in regards to you and what we may feel? Likely not. But you didn’t ask me for forever, and I’m not asking you either. I think both of us just needed the chance to be worth the risk of seeing it through to whatever end it might reach.”

Warm calloused fingers made their way down Magnus’ arm to lace between his own and squeeze gently. “I can live with that.”

Magnus chuckled and pressed a kiss to Alec’s hair. “I hope you can do more than that.”

“Mmm.” Alec yawned and rolled slightly, taking Magnus with him. “For now, though, I’m just going to sleep with it.”

“‘It’ being me?”

“By the angel,” Alec groaned, exasperated yet fighting a smile. “You talk too much sometimes.” Before Magnus could reply, he had captured his lips in a languorous kiss. Each one they shared felt like a discovery that Alec relished, unrehearsed and uncertain but wholehearted in the best way. The anticipation and enthusiasm of each new moment they shared was somehow so much better than any shared with Magnus’ most experienced ex-lovers.

Magnus pulled away just enough that their lips parted but their noses still touched. “I thought you wanted to sleep.”

“This is even better than my white noise machine. Having you here is…peaceful.”

“Aren’t you a romantic,” Magnus said dryly. But when Alec pulled him close again, he was helpless to resist.

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[nightmarebees]

this reads like two secret girlfriends planning to run away together

[magnusbae]

@sharona1x2 PLEASE 😂 😂 😂

@cuubism fun kinks it is, huh. 🧐

[userpurple]

so i’ve been on this blessed hellhole for like, 4 years? and one of the things i’ve noticed is the amazing content the teens and twenty-somethings put up here! but then i see that same crowd struggle with assignments, essays and presentations and its sad because so many things are obviously messed up if you can write a detailed analysis on the evolution of art styles but have to drag through a 500-word essay for a school assignment. 

i know schools and unis around the world work differently, but i think its safe to say most of them expect you to follow a certain format and norms when it comes to schoolwork. state the facts, be clear and concise, no fooling around, but also be creative and original!

now that last bit’s something of an irony. i can recall so many times trying to “be creative and original” in my assignments and ultimately getting that creative aspect trashed because {insert idek what reason}. as someone who likes being creative, this is really discouraging. 

i just wanna say that if teachers and professors can be a little more accommodating to a few pop culture references and meme jokes, and a little more encouraging no matter how crazy the finished result looks, ESPECIALLY TO HIGH SCHOOL AND UNI STUDENTS (no need to talk about all the shit that comes at ya from all sides during that age), we’d do a whole lot better than you’d expect.

because those same people are here on Tumblr knocking everybody’s socks off, the editors who make literal Netflix posters and mind-boggling graphics, the gif-makers who color and special-fx movie and tv show clips better than the actual colorists, the artists who draw better than Disney and Pixar, the text posters who write research paper-quality analyses and thoughts, the meme-ists who ingeniously find ways to connect two completely unrelated dots into a line of breathless hilarity, the minimalists who sum up rambles into a one-line text post.

it’s not an understatement when people equate creativity with being misunderstood. take a moment to try and understand what we’ve put down in front of you, ask us questions and we’re more than happy to explain, but DON’T degrade it right off the bat just because it doesn’t fit into your idea of creative expression.

and finally, trust us. we may not be adults yet, but we aren’t kids either. a little freeform in the assignment doesn’t mean we’re going to go wayward in the exams.

to whoever’s reading this, i’m bolding it so you can skip everything else but not this - thank you for your existence, thank you for sharing your creative gifts on this platform, thank you for continuing despite all the shit going on in your life.

(P.S. I recently hit 100 followers so thank you for that! This is my grateful, whack post of a follower celebration :D)