A/N: Ello my fellow Fanfiction and Malec fans! This'll be a collection of 100-200 word drabbles, about Malec… they are mostly unconnected, though I'll probably have a few recurring OCs. The prompts are from a list of my own creating So yep, R&R please! Enjoy!

029. Colour "Hey, Alec, you should dye your hair pink! Then you'd look like Darth Vader eating cotton candy! Cause, ya know, you always wear black and you have blue eyes and pink and blue are cotton candy and black is Darth Vader's color… you'd look soooo fabulously delicious! Not that you don't already, but you need some COLOR in your life," Magnus rambled rapidly, practically bouncing around the room in excitement. Alec just looked at the ceiling, thinking that Magnus was quite colorful enough for the both of them and wondering not for the first time how in the world he'd ended up dating an insane warlock.

002. Rain Rain poured down from the grey, looming clouds, soaking everything in the glade—the ash-coated trees, the dry earth, and most ironically, the pair of bodies just in front of the tiny pond- their scorched hands twined together so tightly in death that no one could break their bond, just as no one, not even a goddess, not even time itself had been able to destroy their love while they lived. Their last words would hold into infinity: "I love you."

025. Twins The couple hovered in the dimly lit doorway of Charlotte and Harriet's room. They exchanged a look and both of their eyes were sad; their hearts heavy as they watched the sisters sleep. The twins, Tessa's daughters, had been far too young to see their mother murdered, and even more so to lose their lives… not to death, but to Camille's vampire disease. Now they would never grow up as Tessa had wanted… they, like their adopted fathers, would stay young forever.

098. Sunset Magnus hated sunsets. Hated them. It went back to his childhood—back then, sunset was the worst time… he'd know that sleep would follow, and he'd know that the nightmares would come, and he knew that he would have to face another day. Plus, the sky had reminded him of blood… and blood was never, ever a good sight. Now, though, it was worse—each day was one less day. Not in his life; he had endless days, but for someone he loved. Alec, Isabelle, Clary… God help him, even Jace and Simon. He'd somehow fallen in with the crazy teens and now he couldn't get out—and every sunset was just another sea painted of blood, and someday all too soon… it would be their blood coloring the sky as Magnus sat and watched.

063. Hair "How is he your Parabatai? He's vile, evil, cruel! He should be put behind bars, drawn and quartered and fed to Raveners… this is the worst insult I have EVER suffered! No, wait… better! I'll put a shrinking spell on his dick! Shrink it down to the size of his brain and his heart… NONEXISTANT!"

"Magnus… um… hair will grow back, love. A… that won't. Don't you think you should, maybe… calm down a bit?"

But, of course… Magnus didn't. Honestly, hadn't Jace learned by now not to touch the hair?

A/N: Sooo ya think I should continue? By the way, Rain was kind of connected to Into Forever, another Malec fic of mine Anyways, thanks for reading!