#alec lightwood is tired

[kasirose]

Saw a shirt like this floating around and thought it'd be funny to put Alec in it since it matches his general mood so here's a lil sketch XD

[tscclace]

"Uncle Jace,” said Max, in a disapproving tone. Jace blinked, and realized that someone—Magnus, it seemed—had placed Max on his chest. Max was looking down at him, his face creased into a frown. “Uncle Jace not moving.” “Uncle Jace appears to be preoccupied,” said Alec, scooping up Max. He was sitting up now, Max in his lap. Magnus was nearby, holding Rafe and talking quietly to Catarina. “Uncle Jace not dead!” announced Max with a smile, and promptly went to sleep against Alec’s shoulder.

A Love That Never Tires

[izzysimcns]

elaine lewis and maryse lightwood

there is a lot of elaine lewis takes circling around right now and i really wanted to add my 2 cents even if my thoughts aren't super coherent.

we know that she was neglectful and she suffered from depression and (possibly bipolar disorder but that's up for debate). she also is implied to be an alcoholic leaving becky to act as simons caretaker.

i dont think simon fully comprehended the gravity of her neglect until she accuses him of being a monster in book 4. i think its possible that he didnt want to think badly about her because of the grief of his dad's death. even afterwards he deludes himself into believing it

what i haven't seen though, is criticism of maryse lightwood. she is also a neglectful parent and its weird how this is brushed off. for christ sake she was part of a religious extremist group. obviously robert is the shittier parent (also the line where celine says robert reminds her of her own dad?? who tortured her?? why dont we talk about this??) but lets not pretend that makes maryse innocent. she was an unfit parent who left alec to parent her children. she never failed to make it obvious who her favourite children were (hint: not alec) and turns 13 yr old izzy into her therapist. all of which maryse acknowledges but does not take accountability for

i think people are willing to forgive her because she wasn't extremely homophobic but elaine and maryse are two sides of the same coin. neither of them were able to be good parents and used religion to traumatise their children.

[alexanderlightweight]

magnus: darling, what do you think of this? (holding up a miniature nebula created from his magic)

alec staring only at magnus (after thoroughly admiring the nebula): i think it's the most beautiful and powerful existence i've ever seen in my life

magnus meeting his gaze and then tossing the nebula over his shoulder like an empty whiskey glass: Alexander

[the-ultimate-obsessive-fangirl]

*at 3am in Magnus' apartment Alec is with with a VERY tired and overworked Magnus who is refusing to go to bed and claiming that he is fine*

Magnus-im bored let's play a game

Alec- Magnus what are you 5?

Magnus-........*pouts*

Alec- fine Magnus truth or dare?

Magnus- truth

Alec- when did you last sleep

Magnus-....I've changed my mind...Dare

Alec- I dare you to go to sleep

Magnus-NEVER HAVE I EVER-

Alec- slept 8 hours???

Magnus- I don't wanna play games anymore *says pouting*

[lurafita]

Squirrel Madness

Magnus is used to chairman bringing home Baby squirrels, that he then has to take care of until they are strong enough to survive on their own.

However, this year, the cat has outdone himself.

Alec, trying to keep a bunch of squirrels in his hands: "Magnus, I get that you can’t keep them all in your home, but the institute is not a place for tiny Baby squirrels."

Magnus, tiny squirrels clinging to his shirt, clambering on his shoulder, sittingin his hair: "My darling, light of my life, fire in my soul. My loft is filled to the brim with them. The Chairman seems to be plundering the forests for them. I have already loaded up Raphael, Ragnor, Catarina, and some other downworlder friends with some. Now it's your turn. Your shadowhunters can surely keep a couple of them alive. Look at it as a training excersize. They know all about killing creatures. Now they can learn how to care for some as well."

[im-out-of-it]

part 7 of season 2, episode 9 continued “bound by blood” AKA ALEC GOES OFF

107. it’s always funny to me that Luke thinks Maia will stay secluded and won’t get mad. you locked her in a small space knowing she’s scared of being locked in small spaces so of course she will be angry. Luke is also one of the dumbest characters thinking that an already angry wolf won’t be extra angry when you use those fears against her. Luke is just as bad as Jocelyn jace clary because he thinks he can make decisions for everyone because he knows what’s best for us all

108. ALEC HAS HAD ENOUGH

109. I knew this parallel would come in handy

110. Alec literally just took control and he did it so easily. THATS THEE SHADOWHUNTER WHOS THE BEST. Alec didn’t use any violence but just hit aldertree where it hurts

111. Alec: fool me once, shame on you. fool me twice, I’ll blackmail you. what I love about Alec when he calls people out, is some of the time he says it in a calm voice. he’s not yelling it out like when he was mad at Magnus, but he’s just speaking super calm

112. that little smile of Alec’s when he’s called you out and he knows you’re done

113. Alec: you answer to me now. it literally makes no sense when Imogen made jace the head of the institute and not Alec- all because she’s related to jace, and the fact that Alec is dating a warlock. fucking prejudiced shadowhunter. and you know she would ignore jace if she didn’t know they were related. Jace got that position handed to him because he’s blood and because Alec is dating the most powerful warlock.

114. Magnus gifs I forgot earlier. I just love seeing the expressions on his face and how quickly they change

115. it’s sad that the whole shadow world is basically burning and Malec aren’t even speaking to each other. like Magnus is going to be helping madzie and Alec will be fighting in the institute. Alec doesn’t know where Magnus is and I doubt Magnus knows where Alec is. it’s literally the worst time to have a disagreement

116. other Alec gifs from this scene and the scene with Izzy I overlooked

117. aw aldertree is mad that he got called out

118. of course madzie is going to do what Valentine says. if the scary villain says this person is responsible for taking away her nana, then she’s going to do all she can to get her nana back. duh clary

119. wrapping up this episode- I like seeing how upset Alec is with Magnus because Matt shows how terrified he is that Izzy is hurt and he didn’t know so he couldn’t of done anything about it. Harry also does a wonderful job at subtly showing his emotions. from needing to tell Alec but worried how this will affect Raphael, shocked at Alec’s actions, and then scared because of Raphael and quickly showing support and tough love to Raphael. he’s stuck between supporting Alec and Raphael- Harry does a good way of subtly showing this. I love Maia calling Luke out because he needs a harsh wake up call. but I love seeing her expressions. Alec Magnus Izzy Raphael Maia have the best scenes, with an addition to madzie

120. what I hate and wish the show would have changed: the fact that it’s accepted how jace and clary kept this secret from downworld, when they had no right to do so. I don’t like how jace and clary think they are saviors to downworld when they’re not. I hate Luke in this episode and he should’ve paid more with how he let his wolves go anywhere near the institute. he shouldn’t have believed jaces word especially when it was never said that he’s the demon who can destroy the sword. he even says that we have to find the demon. Dot played in valentines hands like everyone (almost) is so stupid in this series because they believed everything a villain says. a villain who lies to get what he wants. Dot should’ve known better than to believe valentine.

I don’t like how the whole theme is we must save clary. I’m tired of seeing this pattern in CC’s content and the show should have handled this better. kill her off, I don’t care but I hate how this whole message is that clary’s life means more than a mundanes or downworlders life. there are so many better characters in this series than clary and jace and trust me, we would have survived. Jace and clary are not the heart of the series. Malec is, Izzy, Raphael, Simon, Maia, the downworld community. that’s the heart of the series.

it just irritates me how everyone has to worship and protect clary and jace asap. no one can ever be mad at them for long or they are seen as the villain. Alec has paid for so much and hasn’t done as much damage (but is treated so horribly and almost no one ever apologizes or attempts to make amends. Alec almost takes his life and Magnus is the only who is concerned. Aldertree just uses it as leverage.) but jace fucking plays in valentines hand and is responsible (partially yes) for the death of probably hundreds. and what does he get? no punishment. gets a fucking raise when it’s found out he’s actually a herondale. because in CC world, they can do whatever and are seen as superior. the lightwoods get thrown to the side in her books even if they are better. Jace doesn’t know a single bloody thing about ruling. he doesn’t think his decisions out because it’s only what jace or clary wants.

so if they would have toned down these themes, I think the episode could have been better. but it’s great with the emotions from Alec Izzy Maia Raphael and Magnus. they do it so exceptionally well. I’d give this episode a 6.5 rating because it’s good but it needed so much more work honestly. and I’m not a professional and this is just my opinion. but this felt closer to the book themes and I just don’t vibe with the books. the show had a chance to separate itself from the books and I didn’t see that here. and I’ve already gone off about luke clary and jace so I don’t feel the need to keep repeating myself. I think I made my point lmao

but 120 is the number and thank you for joining Malec is fighting so we are crying and can we stop making it about clary and jace 24/7 asap discussion post bitchfest shitposting debate!!!!!!! I’ll probably start the next one in a couple days and just release it all at nice like I did with this one. as always, I appreciate everyone taking the time and reading my nonsense and I will be heavily anti luke and anti CLACE on the next one, see y’all soon

[echele-78]

Chapters 23 to 26 are live!

Prompt, Warnings

Ch 23: Shadows and "Who's there?", none

Ch 24: Goodbye Note, none

Ch 25: "They're not breathing!", Attempted Suicide

Ch 26: “Sometimes I get so tired; I don’t even know myself.” and "You look awful.", references to events in Ch 25

Link starting at Chapter 23

"From Agony to Serenity"

Written for @whumptober 2023

Summary: Izzy has been missing for days. She has been suffering from a yin fen addiction and everyone is extremely worried about her. At the same time, a greater demon, Azazel, has somehow broken free of his imprisonment in Duduael, a dimension of Hell. Alec and Magnus found evidence of Azazel at Izzy's last-known location. Putting two and two together, they assume Azazel has captured Izzy, for what exactly, they don't know. In a desperate, last-ditch effort to find her, they decide to enact a plan suggested to them by Valentine (of all people) and summon Azazel to make him an offer they hope he can't refuse. Sounds like a solid plan, right? Right???

Notes: Each chapter will fill one or more prompts for the corresponding day. Chapter specific tags will be listed in the notes space on each individual chapter. This will be one continuous story.

Rated: Mature, Creator Chose Not to Use Archive Warnings

First 3 chapters are posted!

Read on AO3.

[gatorbites-imagines]

Kinktober day 1

Alec Lightwood + Praise Kink

Happy first day of kinktober everyone. I’ve got a lot more schoolwork this year (curse you psychology) but ill be doing my best to try and keep up with my posting.

I’m gonna be honest I haven’t watched Shadowhunters in a long time, but Alec and Magnus still mean a lot to me. So, this is super vague about background stuff, cuz I can’t remember any of the plot from the show or books.

Kinktober 2023 masterlist

Alec found himself sighing as he leaned back in the chair behind his desk, his hand reaching up to rub at his aching temples. He took his duty very seriously, but at times it could do nothing but cause pains and aches throughout his body and psyche. Not only that, but his work kept him apart from you, sometimes for days or even weeks at a time. Alec had known at the time when he gained his rank that this work would fill much of his life, but now that he had finally found his way to you, it almost didn’t feel worth it.

Alec sighed softly as he got out of his seat, there was no reason to keep working any more tonight. At this point he had stared at those reports enough that he was seeing double, and the thought of your shared bed was like an angel’s call. With that in mind, the shadowhunter found himself almost floating to your shared room, a new edition to your relationship. Neither of you even had much time to spend in this room, as you were both important people in your circles and both took your duties seriously.

It was because of this that Alec didn’t even think about you being present when he entered the dimly lit room, his eyelids heavy and half shut as he pulled off his clothes robotically, folding it up neatly and placing it off to the side to go in the laundry in the morning. It was only when he fell onto the bed, now only clad his boxers, that he noticed the second presence in the room. He almost jolted up with shock, but your arm wrapped warmly and securely around his waist, pulling your lover close as you nuzzled into the back of his stiff neck.

“there’s my pretty boy” you rumble, your voice thick with sleep but also the love and admiration you have for Alec. Alec only allows himself to huff a little, feeling embarrassed at your sweet words. He had never gotten used to being complimented or praised, so when you peppered sleepy kisses on his neck and mumbled about his beautiful, he was and how strong he was, the shadowhunter felt himself grow hotter in the face.

“Look at you, all tense” you huff, your warm hands running up and down the planes of Alecs torso as you hook your chin over his shoulder, your thumbs rubbing just below his pecs, the action causing him to twitch and exhale sharply. “Always working so hard for everyone, but you never take care of yourself” you mumble, your lips pressed to the side of his neck. You can’t help but nibble on the skin there, letting your tongue flatten against the rune on his neck.

“Guess that’s why you have me, isn’t it” you almost tease, your hands finally grabbing his tight pecs in your palms, giving him a loving squeeze, making your sensitive lover whine. “Always such a diligent, good boy, aren’t you?” you croon, giving both of his nipples a quick pinch and twist, enjoying the punched-out noise that leaves Alec at the action. You had always loved how sensitive he was, and how easily you could work him up with just a few touches and sweet words.

“My good boy” you purr, hands traveling down his torso at a snail’s pace, almost in a worshipping manner as you feel out every shape that makes up his body, basking in the shaky way he breaths and how he can’t seem to keep his legs still. “My pretty boy” you hum, your thumbs teasing at the elastic of his underwear, an almost catlike smirk on your lips as you let your lover stew in the need and want running through his tired body.

“Just lay back Alec, ill take care of you” you mutter, using your grip to pull him further against your chest, your hips grinding into his own from behind. Alec shakily exhales but seems to melt in your arms, his muscles untensing as you fold his boxers down under his sack, releasing his hardness to the darkness of your shared room.

“Ill always take care of you. Because you are so good, and so beautiful. So smart, and so considerate of everyone around you” you keep mumbling, one of your hands wrapping around where Alec craves you the most. The noise that leaves him sounds drawn out and almost painful, like he had wanted you to touch him for so long. There isn’t a need for lube, as you don’t have to do much to work Alec how he needs it, at the moment he doesn’t need anything wild, he just needs your touch and presence.

The loose grip you have around him and the lazy way you stroke him is enough to have Alec twitching and jolting, his mouth open as he gasps and whimpers, words long gone from his person as he arches his hips into your hand. How you feel about him is impossible to express in words, so you keep laying every compliment you can think of on him as you kiss and suck at his neck and shoulder.

His keens rise in volume, his voice wobbly and almost hoarse as he begs in broken words. “Go on baby. Good boy, come on, be good and give it to me” you rumble, reaching up with your free hand to give one of his nipples a rough pinch and twist. Its all Alec needs to finish, his hips jolting almost painfully into your hand as his essence spills across the sheets in thick white stripes, painting your black sheets in a different shade.

You barely are able to withdraw from his back before Alec is asleep, the exhaustion of the multiple days of nonstop work and the euphoria of his orgasm knocking him out cold. With a soft chuckle, you kiss his temple and start cleaning up, moving him around to change him out of his underwear into a new pair, and getting new sheets on the bed. As you cuddle against his back again, this time under the sheets, you smile softly to yourself as you kiss the back of his neck. “I love you so much, my sweet boy” you whisper before shutting your eyes, burying your face into his hair, and inhaling his scent, letting the familiar scent carry you off into the land of sleep.

[tsc-malec]

“Alec?” Magnus was staring at him. He had dispatched the remaining Iblis demons, and the square was empty but for the two of them. “Did you just—did you just save my life?”

Alec knew he ought to say something like, Of course, because I’m a Shadowhunter and that’s what we do, or That’s my job. Jace would have said something like that. Jace always knew the right thing to say. But the words that actually came out of Alec’s mouth were quite different—and sounded petulant, even to his own ears. “You never called me back,” he said. “I called you so many times and you never called me back.”

Magnus looked at Alec as if he’d lost his mind. “Your city is under attack,” he said. “The wards have broken, and the streets are full of demons. And you want to know why I haven’t called you?”

Alec set his jaw in a stubborn line. “I want to know why you haven’t called me back.”

Magnus threw his hands up in the air in a gesture of utter exasperation. Alec noted with interest that when he did it, a few sparks escaped from his fingertips, like fireflies escaping from a jar. “You’re an idiot.”

“Is that why you didn’t call me? Because I’m an idiot?”

“No.” Magnus strode toward him. “I didn’t call you because I’m tired of you only wanting me around when you need something. I’m tired of watching you be in love with someone else—someone, incidentally, who will never love you back. Not the way I do.”

“You love me?”

“You stupid Nephilim,” Magnus said patiently. “Why else am I here? Why else would I have spent the past few weeks patching up all your moronic friends every time they got hurt? And getting you out of every ridiculous situation you found yourself in? Not to mention helping you win a battle against Valentine. And all completely free of charge!”

“I hadn’t looked at it that way,” Alec admitted.

“Of course not. You never looked at it in any way.” Magnus’s cat eyes shone with anger. “I’m seven hundred years old, Alexander. I know when something isn’t going to work. You won’t even admit I exist to your parents.”

Alec stared at him. “I thought you were three hundred! You’re seven hundred years old?”

“Well,” Magnus amended, “eight hundred. But I don’t look it. Anyway, you’re missing the point. The point is—”

But Alec never found out what the point was, because at that moment a dozen more Iblis demons flooded into the square. He felt his jaw drop. “Damn it.”

Magnus followed his gaze. The demons were already fanning out into a half circle around them, their yellow eyes glowing. “Way to change the subject, Lightwood.”

“Tell you what.” Alec reached for a second seraph blade. “We live through this, and I promise I’ll introduce you to my whole family.”

Magnus raised his hands, his fingers shining with individual azure flames. They lit his grin with a fiery blue glow. “It’s a deal.”

—City of Glass

[onetimetwotimesthreetimess]

Prompt - Alec being mad at Magnus (something minor, some domestic dispute like not washing the dishes or eating the dessert he'd kept for later in the fridge) and being petty about it ;P

“Will you come to bed?”

He doesn’t get a response. Only a slight huff in return.

Magnus rolls his eyes and pursues his lips, “Alexander. It’s 1 at night. You had a long shift.”

His husband turns over his shoulder and replies in a petulant tone, “Oh, now you remember I had a long shift?”

“You are such a child,” he replies.

If Magnus were to tell the world about the kind of man he is married to, no one would believe him. If were to really tell the world the kind of man, Alexander Gideon Lightwood really is—they would scoff and their eyes would widen with shock and with disdain at Magnus for fueling baseless rumours about their consul.

Because the world knows Alec Lightwood as the stoic but just and fair Consul. Or the abomination.

They don’t know the man behind the doors. Inside their loft.

The shadow world knows Alec, the consul. They don’t know Alec, the husband or the father or the brother.

He thinks that the world is poorer for it.

For Alec like this, with his nose scrunched up and a huge pout on his face is a delight to be with.

“Wow,” Alec says in mock offence. “First you hide something so huge from me, and now you’re calling me a child.”

“Being a child is a wondrous thing, darling,” he teases, just to annoy Alec some more.

“I hate you.”

“For what?” He asks, voice laced with amusement.

“For being a deceitful person.”

“For lying about using magic?”

Alec stands up from the couch, pointing a finger across at Magnus. “No. No. Do not phrase it like I have an issue with magic.”

“Then what’s the issue?”

“I asked you to wash the dishes with hand so that the boys could learn. And you’ve been lying to me about this for the entire week.”

Magnus tries to contain the grin from his face but he fails.

“Max is a warlock and he deserves to learn magic.”

“He does. He also needs to learn how to move from one room to another without magic,” Alec huffs.

“It’s just dishes Alexander.”

“Deceit,” Alec says, exaggeratedly.

Magnus crosses the distance and winds his arms around Alec’s waist. “Come on, come to bed.”

“No. No, absolutely not,” Alec breathes, and releases himself from Magnus’s hold; albeit with great difficulty.

“Are you really going to sleep alone?”

“I love sleeping alone.”

“Without me holding you?” Magnus grins.

“Yes. You’re all over me and suffocate me. I barely survive the nights,” Alec points out, but Magnus can see the crack through his facade.

“Really now?” Magnus raises an eyebrow.

“Hmmm. I didn’t want to hurt your feelings so kept it to myself all these years,” Alec says, a serious pout on his face. “But now that I have found out that I married a liar, I have no reason to keep it a secret.”

“You lie to me plenty, sweetheart.”

“Name one lie,” Alec challenges.

“Yesterday when you said you were ready for round two because you’re so young and have a great body. But I clearly saw you use the stamina runs.”

Alec scoffs indignantly. “I did not.”

Magnus married the pettiest of humans and he loves that.

“Or that time when you told me you were perfectly okay after the hunt but I clearly saw the bruises on your back.”

Alec opens his mouth and then shuts up.

“Or that time when you accidentally said ‘fuck’ in front of Rafael and lied to me about it when he—“

“Okay. Okay,” Alec raises his hand. “Fine.”

“Can we go to bed now?” Magnus laughs.

Alec thinks for a moment before replying. “Fine. But you’re not touching me.”

“Just to be clear, you are allowed to touch me as much as you want, love,” he smirks suggestively.

Magnus drags him to their room because as much as he loves the bantering, he knows Alec is tired and needs to sleep.

His husband creates a wall between them with pillows, separating the two.

He snorts at the pettiness. “You are something else.”

“I just prefer not to bed with liars.”

Alec is relentless if not anything so Magnus gives up, fully knowing it’s going to barely take a few minutes before Alec drags his Magnus’s body behind his.

He lies on his side but immediately shifts closer to Alec, poking his fingers over Alec’s ears.

“Stop.”

“Stop, what?”

He pushes a pillow from between and starts running his dingers through Alec’s hair, pulling a soft hum out of the shadowhunter.

“No touching.”

Magnus smirks because Alec’s body, like it always has, instinctively reacts to his touch and he shifts slightly closer to him.

“You need to sleep.”

“I’m trying. But you’re being annoying.”

He plants a loud kiss on the space right next to Alec’s mouth. “Come on.”

“No.”

“I promise that I will reach the kids to wash the dishes with their hands. Even though, I still do not understand the need for it.”

“Are you lying again?” Alec huffs. “Once a liar. Always a liar.”

“Stop being a baby,” Magnus snorts.

“You’re baby.”

“I know,” he replies. “And you haven’t call me one in two hours and I’m feeling sad now.”

“Lies.”

Magnus groans this time. “Alexanderrrrrrrr.”

“What?”

“Please forgive me,” Magnus accepts defeat, content with the realisation that he’s okay being defeated if it’s Alec on the other side. “I promise to teach our kids good habits.”

Alec turns on his side and looks at Magnus. He raises his finger in his direction, “Pinky Promise?”

He chuckles softly. It’s a thing he started as a joke years ago but has fully become a part of their household now.

You do not break a pinky promise in the Lightwood-Bane household.

“Pinky-promise,” he entwines their fingers, brings their joined fingers to his mouth and places a soft kiss on them.

“Okay.”

“Okay?”

Alec nods. “I forgive you. You are allowed to cuddle me,” he replies, a grin turning on his face.

Magnus jumps on Alec, enveloping the shadowhunter’s body with his and peppers soft, warm, featherlight kisses al over his face. “Alexander, you are such a bitch sometimes.”

Alec breaks into laughter, squealing in between as Magnus keeps on attacking him with kisses.

“You love me.”

Magnus thinks for the nth time that if were to tell the world about this version of his husband, no one would believe him.

But that’s the thing. Magnus doesn’t want to tell the world, or anyone for that matters about this version of him. About the man inside their loft.

He wants to keep this all for himself.

This version of Alec Lightwood— the one who laughs, and cries and acts bitchy, the one Magnus is besottedly in love with, this, belongs to him and only him.

[allinestarr]

Competitive Part 7

Alec Lightwood x Fem reader!

Summary: After Y/n’s parents died during a hunt the Lightwoods took her in. Izzy and Y/n were inseparable so it was no surprise they became Parabatai. Now Alec and Y/n that was a different story. They hated each other and constantly competed to be the best. One day Y/n takes it to far and there was no turning back.

Tw: Angst

Masterlist | Previous Chapter

“I wanted to explain why I left earlier..”

“No need, your business is not my business.”

“Y/n please just hear me out.”

“Im tired Alec, can we do this in the morning?.”

“I’ll be quick.”

“Fine.”

“Lydia is my fiancé.”

“I know, Izzy told me.”

“Of course she did.” He sighed.

“Is that all?.”

“I don’t love her.”

“Um.. ok.”

“That’s it?, that’s all you have to say?.”

“I don’t know what you want me to say Alec. You break into my room at 1 in the morning to tell me you don’t love your fiancé and you expect me to say what?.”

“You’re right, never mind. I’ll leave you alone.”

“Wait how am I the bad guy here?.”

“You’re not.. it’s just… Im so frustrated!. Everyone’s relying on me to restores my family’s name after it was revealed my parents were part of the circle years ago and then there’s Valentine out causing havoc and just when we get close to catching him he vanishes and I’ve been looking for you day and night and..”

“You’ve been looking for me?.”

“I mean we.. we’ve been looking for you. Now you’re back and I just don’t want to go back to how it was. I’m tired of fighting with you.”

Alec sighed and walked toward the window. He stared aimlessly at nothing. His eyes reflected a sea of emotions and his eyebrows scrunched together as he was in deep thought. It pained you to see him like this. Alec held so much responsibility on his shoulders and never has he asked for anyone’s help to carry the load of it. Slowly walking up to him you reached out your hand moving his face to look at you. He tensed for a second but relaxed and closed his eyes leaning into your hand.

“I’m tired too. We’ve hated eachother for long enough and I’m ready to put the past behind us and start new if you’re willing to.”

His eyes bounced back from your lips to your eyes before he leaned closer and closer till you felt his breath on your cheek. He grabbed your hand and put it against his chest to feel his heart beat.

“Tell me you feel the same.” He pleaded.

The truth was you did. Deep down you always loved him and always will. It’s what makes your decision hurt all the more. Grabbing his hand you put it against your chest and said,

“I do Alec. I denied it for so long but i do. I love you… but we cant do this.”.

Slowly you removed his hand and stepped back.

“But..Why?. Is it because of what people might say?. About what Izzy or my parents will say?.”

“ It’s because of them that i cant do this. They need you. You need to marry Lydia to protect them. “

He shook his head as he paced across the room.

“If it wasn’t for them lying about being in the circle I wouldn’t need to. They kept secrets from us and now i have to sacrifice myself for them?!. It’s not right!.”

Hesitantly you approached him and put both hands on his face forcing him to look at you.

“I know Alec. I wish it was different but there’s no other way. Lydia seems like a great person. She’ll make you happy.”

“But you make me happy! I love you Y/n…”

A single tear escaped your eye as you shut them tightly. He wiped it before it fell and tilted your head to look him in the eyes. He kissed you like his life depended on it pouring all his love and frustrations till you reluctantly pulled away for air.

A knock at the door startled you out of your trance.

“Y/n, you awake?.” Izzy whispered.

You cracked the door just a little blocking Alec from her view.

“Hey, I was actually going to sleep now.”

“Why don’t we have a sleepover like we did when we were kids?.”

“ I’m sorry Izzy, but I just want to be alone tonight. I promise we can have a girls night this weekend.”

She smiled sadly but nodded as she bid you goodnight.

Alec stood at the same spot.

“Alec.. I do love you, you know. Part of me wants this. But we have our duties. You have to let me go…You have to let me let you go. Can you do that for me?.”

Every word felt like a dagger through his heart and he realized after spending so much time blinded to the truth, he was to late. As always duty triumphed over heart. Alec accepted his fate like a bitter pill he couldn’t swallow as he leaned his forehead against yours and kissed you a final time.

“Ok… But just know I’ll always love you.”

With tears running down both your cheeks you reluctantly separated. Alec felt like he had cement blocks chained to his feet with every step he took as his body tried to convince his mind to stay and fight for you. He tried not to turn around and look cause he knew it would hurt more but he couldn’t help it. Alec hoped you would change your mind and stop him but he knew your mind was made up. With one final look he turned the knob and walked out closing the door behind him. The last time you cried yourself to sleep was when your parents died and now when you lost the man you could have loved for the rest of your life.

Everyone could tell something had changed between you two. The bickering had ended along with the competitions and every interaction was professional and you’d mostly avoid each other if you didn’t need to be together. Missions ran smoothly and the clave noticed your progress and even offered you a higher position at another institute which you considered but declined stating New York was your home and you’d never leave your Parabatai. You never told Izzy about your interaction with Alec but she always suspected something between you. If Izzy was one thing she was definitely persistent and she wouldn’t let up till one of you spoke so she started with Alec.

Alec was just finishing up paperwork in his office when Izzy let herself in.

“What?” He asked without looking up.

“What’s going on between you and Y/N?.”

“Nothing. Why?”

“Cut the bullshit Alec. I know you’ve had a thing for her since we were kids and I know something happened when she came back.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. There’s nothing going on. She knows her place and I know mine. End of story.”

“No not end of story. Spill it or I’ll go confront her myself.”

When Alex didn’t answer Izzy turned around and started walking towards the door before he shot up and stopped her.

“Wait!!…don’t.”

“Why?..”

“I’ll tell you…That night she came back I went to her room to talk to her. I don’t know why I just had to see her. She was gone for so long and I thought she’d never come back. I realized I do love her and confessed. But…”

He paused and looked down holding back tears recounting that night. Izzy put her hand on his shoulder giving him a reassuring squeeze nodding for him to go on.

“She asked me to let her go. She told me she loved me too but that I had to do the right thing. I told her I wouldn’t marry Lydia and leave our parents to solve their own problems but she said it was my duty. It’s not fair!.”

He yelled as grabbed a statue from his desk and threw it at the wall.

Izzy had never seen her brother this way. So vulnerable and out of control. The weight he carried on his shoulders as the eldest Lightwood finally showed.

“I love her and I have to see her everyday and act like I don’t!. I can’t focus on anything because she’s all I think about. I just.. I just don’t know how to let her go.” He cried.

There was nothing Izzy could do or say to make him feel better so she hugged him and comforted him till he calmed down. He decided to go train with Jace to try and distract himself while Izzy made it her mission to find you and convince you not to give up on him. Hopefully it wasn’t to late…

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[ghoulie-67-baby]

Sleepless nights - Shadowhunters.

Summary: You always have sleepless nights, when you go to train like usual you find someone else there already.

Warning: training/Sparring, mentions of injury/blood, mentions of nightmares.

Pairing: Alec Lightwood x GN!reader (platonic).

Word count: 1,340.

I tossed and turned with a huff, my eyes fluttering restlessly, kicking the duvet off me. It was a running joke with me and the Lightwood that sleep was for the weak but in reality, it was because I could never sleep a whole night. The nightmares made it impossible and though on the outside it seemed funny, it was draining me rather quickly. Irritated, I swung my legs out of bed and groaned with my head in my hands. Even if I managed to doze off, it was already two-thirty and everyone would start waking up soon enough.

Staying shrouded in the darkness, I managed to drag on clothes. Opening the door which softly creaked in protest. The institute was deadly silent bar the occasional snore from behind doors.

Izzy was a deep sleeper and swore she didn't do anything as ghastly as snore but the obnoxiously loud sound creeping from her bedroom defied her protests. I grinned, shaking my head as I passed her room and padded down the corridor, becoming a little less cautious as screens and monitors came into view. I wandered towards the training suites, slowing once more when I noticed the lights were already on. The echoing of a punching bag made me consider perhaps Jace was already in there like he was when he couldn't sleep too.

I crept in the direction of the noise, peering around one of the pillars, surprised to find Alec rather than the suspected blond. I had never seen him training at this time before. It was no secret that he didn't sleep well either but he tended to stay in his room to occupy himself. His grunts of effort ricocheted through the room as he went to town on the bags. With the way his knuckles were wrapped, I could only imagine the bruising he would have later on.

"Knock Knock," I called softly, tapping the stone pillar with a tired smile. "Didn't think anyone would be in here."

"Y/N, what're you doing up?" His voice was gruff, a tired edge clinging to his words as he panted.

"I could ask you the same thing," I teased, noticing the humour flew over his head. He looked drained and worn down, almost grey under the training room lights. "I just couldn't sleep, I come here to work stuff off when it gets too much is all. What about you?"

"Couldn't sleep either." He landed a few more hits on the leather bag before stilling it with his hands. His hesitance was apparent as he stared at the scuffed floor. "Had a nightmare, needed to do something to work it out." I wandered farther into the room, crossing my arms as I did.

"Hmm, I get it, most nights I'm in here for that reason. By the Angel, our dreams like to keep us on our toes huh?" I smiled grimly, picking up a sparring pole, and holding out a second one for my fellow shadowhunter. "Wanna work off some steam? I could use a partner, the dummies don't tend to fight back. Makes it too easy." He considered for a moment before unwrapping his hands. He usually had a knack for wrapping them properly but I winced at the sight of his bruised and slightly bloody skin. It really was a bad one. I made a mental note to remind him to activate his Iratze later.

"Jace mentioned that you spend a lot of time in here when the institute sleeps." His statement seemed nonchalant like he understood why it wasn't a general topic of conversation. I threw the second pole towards him as he walked down the steps and into the sparring area, grinning as he caught it with an expert spin.

"Yeah, explaining it is a pain and I'm used to it by now, I'm lucky if I get a couple hours a night but my body doesn't complain anymore." I shrugged despite the concern on his face. I knew it wasn't healthy to barely sleep, especially using up energy on training. But, there was no chance my brain was getting with the program of producing enough melatonin and blocking out the nightmares so powering through was the best option. Moving into my beginning stance, I span my own staff in my hands. "Anyway, I still do my job just as well ao its not an issue."

"Have you tried any magic or potions to stop the dreams? I'm sure Magnus could rustle something up for you." I shook my head, blocking his first hit with ease as we started to warm up.

"I wouldn't want to be any trouble, besides, I've taken potions before and they just made me feel like crap. Honestly, I'm used to it." I threw myself towards him with a little more ferocity than he expected, causing him to stumble with widened eyes.

"Magnus is the high warlock of Brooklyn, his wouldn't make you feel awful," he pressed, recovering from his surprise. I nodded slightly but gave him a pointed look to drop it, the room falling into a rhythm of clashing metal, heavy breathing and the occasional grunt from the pair of us. My focus was solely on the fight, my emotions channelling into the fight.

"You should talk to someone about your dreams." I panted, "I know this isn't the first time you've been up." My breath caught in my throat at a particularly rough lunge. "I see your light under the door when I walk past, can hear you shuffling around." I slid to the ground as he got the upper hand on me. I took the opportunity and knocked him down with the pole, the sound echoing through the room.

"It doesn't matter, too much explaining like you said and I do my job too." He ground out, using my own words against me. He hauled himself to his feet, leaving his pole on the floor where it had rolled away. I continued to push against him with my own, swinging and spinning the pole, allowing him to counteract with his hands.

"Look, all I'm saying is it can help. Sometimes Izzy listens to mine but there's only so much she can listen to." I wiped the hair back from my face with a huff.

"I don't want to speak about it, I can handle it." I scoffed at his answer, yelping as he yanked the sparring pole from my hands, sending me flying. The pole twirled in his hand dangerously as he stalked over to my sprawled-out body. I gasped as the air was dragged from my lungs.

"Look," ignoring the way my voice cracked I squinted up at him, gathering myself. "I'm offering you an outlet. If you don't want to talk then you're more than welcome to come here when you have a bad night. I'm here every night anyway so train with me. I won't make you talk, won't pressure you, just fight unless you want to. Talk. You just have to say the words." He gazed down at me, looking confused before offering me a hand up.

"Only training, no questions unless I want to?" Alec's voice was unsure but I nodded in confirmation and encouragement.

"I'm a good listener, I don't mind you talking at me just as much as I don't mind a nighttime training partner." I smiled, placing the poles back on their stand, rolling my shoulders out as I did. "We should go get ready for the day. It's almost five and I need a good scrub before breakfast." I gestured towards his hands before I left. "Don't forget to activate your Iratze, those knuckles look sore."

"Hey Y/N," I paused, swinging back around. "Thank you, and I can listen too if you need it." I smiled widely, nodding in thanks before leaving. That was a huge step for Alec, but to hear him say that made happiness spread through my chest as I walked through the rousing institute.

Perhaps I'd take him up on the offer sometime.

[carelessflower]

The flowers, albeit powerful, were abundant in their clan, as long as foxes proved themselves to Heart of Alicante Tree, their flower would bloom, ready to pick. Foxes must prove themselves, by using the power their clan had prided themselves on for thousands of years - successfully seducing and making at least two people fight over them.

Alec rested his head on the table, suddenly tired.

Of course he would struggle at something most foxes pulled through with ease.

Prompt: fighting for @animalecfest

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[alexanderlightweight]

I have questions about taste of his magic (did I get that right?). where is Alec's other hoard located? Does he consider Magnus part of his hoard overall, or does he consider Magnus separate from his hoard pre-Magnus?

I LOVE QUESTIONS!!!!

You got it right ^_^

Alec has a hoard in singing fire opal caves that he plans to show Magnus eventually.

Magnus is his new hoard.

Everythjng Magnus looks at with want becomes a part of the hoard. Magnus doesn’t realize that and Alec is like: this is mine now. That’s mine… do you want it? If you want it then it’s mine and I protec and attack

Alec spent like a century on a hoard and met Magnus: well who needs gold when you have a man with good eyes

So his hoard is no longer quite the same. He frequently summons pieces from his old hoard to give to Magnus. Like there is nothing Alec likes better than to see his new hoard wear his old.

Magnus is the heart of his hoard btw

Magnus: throws something away ‘and then I— ALEXANDER GET OUT OF THE TRASH!’

Alec with a dead pen In his mouth: what if it was important!

And then I smashed my hand in the door and accidentally posted this even tho it wasn’t done lol

—

Alec frowns as he considers a sleeping Magnus.

Magnus is stretched out, his large paws tensing in the air as sleeps.

It’s a common pose, the only difference is that Alec is normally between Magnus’ paws being kneaded.

Alec creates a portal and sticks his head through to chirp, calling several pieces of jewelry to himself. They spring to his side as he carefully lays them around Magnus.

Every single piece is priceless but nothing can ever compare to the sheer value that creates Magnus. They are paltry offerings in comparison and Alec was specific in his call, yet everything lacks luster when next to the heart of his hoard.

It’s with several angry chirps and one demanding trill that Alec manages to sing the treasures to perfection. They still look meager compared to Magnus, but they’re not meant to compare, only to elevate.

💜 lumine

[malec-ao3feed]

Learning to Know - Knowing to Learn

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/XY8py4B by Foodsies "How am I supposed to learn anything if you're only going to treat me like your personal punching bag," she asks once she's back on her feet. She juts out her chin, narrowing her eyes because she's not going to be scared of him just because he's taller and stronger than her. Alec doesn't answer. He holds his defensive stance, waiting for her signal that they can pick up again, but ignores her otherwise. It only makes her anger grow, her fingers clenching around the staff in annoyance because she's sweaty and out of breath when Alec isn't even sweating. "Fine, be an asshole," she grits. Words: 2564, Chapters: 1/6, Language: English Fandoms: Shadowhunters (TV), The Shadowhunter Chronicles - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Alec Lightwood, Clary Fray, Simon Lewis, Maryse Lightwood Relationships: Magnus Bane/Alec Lightwood, Alec Lightwood & Maryse Lightwood, Clary Fray & Alec Lightwood, Simon Lewis & Alec Lightwood, Alec Lightwood & Jace Wayland, Alec Lightwood & The trainees, Alec Lightwood & Max Lightwood Additional Tags: Alec Lightwood is Good With Kids, Alec Lightwood Is So Done, Alec Lightwood Loves Magnus Bane, Different POVS on Alec, People learning things about Alec, Like how he adores kids, and knows comic books and mundane nerd things, and has a tattoo, No Beta we die like Dot: Again and again and again, brain is too tired to remember how tagging works read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/XY8py4B