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kar-krashew Ā· 3 years ago
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you that i lie with [AO3]
Magnus is a private investigator, and Alec is a master thief. Obviously, they fall in love.
Rated T
Shoutout to @peachygos, @rainyhuman, and @arsenic-creator <3
Magnus sighs as he flicks through the file in his hand for whatā€™s possibly the tenth time today, skimming over each page once again in a desperate attempt to find new information, new leads, new anythingā€” as long as itā€™s something that will help the case. If Ragnor was here, heā€™d probably say something about the definition of insanity and doing the same thing over and over again yet expecting different results, and then Magnus would say something about shutting up, Ragnor, and the other would then laugh and hand the file over to him anyway. Besides, Magnus didnā€™t become a private investigator just to ignore his gut feeling, and he definitely didnā€™t become one to listen to other people. So heā€™s here now, hunched over his desk, sorting through pages that he can practically recite by heart.
By the eleventh pass, heā€™s starting to think Ragnor wouldā€™ve been right. Dammit, Magnus is never going to hear the end of this.
ā€œGoddamned Morgensterns,ā€ he swears under his breath. If only heā€™d turned Jocelyn down all those years ago, when sheā€™d shown up at his doorstep with her little girl and begged for help. If only heā€™d told her no, then he wouldnā€™t be caught up between their murderous family feud, watching as the people around him die because he wasnā€™t able to connect the dots or find a clue fast enough.
God, who is he kidding? He never wouldā€™ve said no.
Magnus Bane saves people; itā€™s one of the worst things about him.
Fuck, he thinks, fuck. Curse his fucking hero complex, curse his fucking job, curse the day he tried helping Clarissa Fairchild. Heā€™s always known it would come back to bite him in the ass.
Magnus exhales, and closes his eyes. Just one more time; heā€™s sure heā€™ll find something. Heā€™ll look through the file one more time, and then call it a day. Whatever he finds, heā€™ll roll with it. Just one more time, he repeats to himself, which is exactly when his fingers stumble upon a slip of paper stuck in between the creases of an old newspaper clipping.
Hotel Dumont, the note reads, L.
ā€œOh,ā€ Magnus says. His heart flutters as his eyes pass over the three words, once, twice, thrice, committing the messy scrawl to memory until itā€™s been imprinted behind his eyelids.
Hotel Dumont.
L.
He knew there was something of use in that file. Heā€™s never going to let Ragnor hear the end of this.
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The newspaper clipping that Magnus had found the note in was one detailing the illustrious career of Alexander Gideon Lightwood: former heir to the Lightwood fortune, now known amongst the upper class as the cityā€™s most notorious thief. While there are quite a few fantastical urban legends about him, the most popular is that most of his ā€œearningsā€ go to those in need, while another common one claims that heā€™s got a particular soft spot for detectives in gold eyeliner. Whatever you believe, itā€™s obvious heā€™s a terrible choice for a friend, partner, or anything really; heā€™s dangerous, reckless, untrustworthy, and Magnus is pretty sure heā€™s halfway in love with the guy.
ā€œThe man is a criminal, Magnus,ā€ Raphael says at the front desk, frowning even as he hands over a room key. He leans over the desk and grabs Magnusā€™s hand. ā€œLook, just donā€™t do anything stupid.ā€
Magnus accepts the key with a flourish and flashes a smile. ā€œWhen have I ever, darling?ā€ he winks, then abruptly turns around and walks down the line of doors before Raphael can respond.
They both know the answer to that question; especially when it comes to Alec.
He takes a deep breath as he approaches the room. Itā€™s fine. Heā€™ll be fine. He just has to hear out whatever Alexander has to say, speak his own piece, and then theyā€™ll split ways, never to cross paths again. Itā€™s a simple plan, and all he has to do to get it over with is open the door.
All he has to do is openā€”
ā€œPlanning to just stare at that key all day, Detective Bane, or are you going to come in anytime soon?ā€ a voice says, and Magnus jolts backwards in surprise before looking up, because heā€™d know that voice anywhere, and oh, itā€™s Alexander, standing in front of him with his pale skin and warm eyes and smiling, and Magnus missed him so much, he wants to kiss his face senseless, heā€™s gorgeous and heā€™s lovely and heā€™sā€”
Heā€™sā€”
Alec is. . . well, heā€™s, uhā€”
ā€œAre you naked?ā€
Alexander rolls his eyes and opens the door to reveal that he isnā€™t, in fact, naked; but that isnā€™t to say that heā€™s not very close to it, with nothing covering his body other than a towel draped loosely around his hips, riding far too low for it to be doing anything in terms of modesty. In fact, itā€™s doing the opposite, really, and Magnus is finding it increasingly difficult to look at something that isnā€™t Alecā€™s chest.
Oh, god.
ā€œAh,ā€ Magnus says after a long moment. Alec smiles knowingly and leans against the doorframe, which is not helping, Jesus Christ. ā€œWell! You seem otherwise preoccupied. Iā€™ll just, ahem, I can always come back at a more opportune time.ā€
Heā€™s just about to pivot on his heel and vow to never return here again when a hand shoots out and grabs his arm, pulling him closer to the man in front of him. This close, he can see the small scar on Alecā€™s chin, the flecks of green in his eyes, the stray hairs sticking out behind his ear, and his breath hitches as Alexander brings his mouth even closer.
ā€œDonā€™t worry about it, I was expecting you,ā€ Alec murmurs, voice low and honey-sweet. ā€œYou just caught me right after a shower. Come in, Iā€™ll get dressed.ā€ He smiles when Magnus nods dumbly, then turns to head back in the room, treating the other to a full view of his bare shoulders as he moves.
Magnus swallows. He has a horrible feeling that heā€™s not going to survive this.
ā€œSo, Mr. Bane,ā€ Alec starts once theyā€™re inside. He hands Magnus a bottle of wine with a grin, and gestures to two glasses set up on a side table before he turns away. ā€œWhat brings you here?ā€ He fiddles with the hem of his towel teasingly as he walks towards a dressing screen set up in the corner of the room, and Magnusā€™s mouth goes dry with the implication of the movement.
No. Heā€™s not thinking about it. He is not thinking about it. He is not thinking about itā€”
ā€”and Alexander drops his towel to the floor before stepping behind the screen. Oh my god, Magnus is way too fucking sober for this. Heā€™s going to die here, and itā€™s going to be Alecā€™s and Alecā€™s assā€™s fault.
Fuck. Heā€™s getting sidetracked.
ā€œI got your message,ā€ Magnus finally replies, coughing awkwardly and shifting his attention to the bottle in his hand. He pops open the cork as Alec hums from behind the partition.
ā€œI didnā€™t think youā€™d come, even if you did find the note,ā€ he calls across the room. ā€œI donā€™t suppose youā€™re here to tell me youā€™ve solved the case I gave you earlier.ā€
Oh, right: Hodge Starkweather, missing persons case. Magnus had received a mysteriously blank envelope in the mail just a few days prior, containing nothing but a picture of the man, the name ā€œStarkweather,ā€ and an ā€œL.ā€ scrawled across the back; Ragnor had found the message pretty much immediately, and made Magnus swear he wouldnā€™t take the case.
Not that it helped.
ā€œI did find your man, actually,ā€ Magnus says, taking a deep breath. ā€œHeā€™s dead.ā€ The shuffling from behind him stops abruptly.
ā€œOh.ā€ Another moment passes. Magnus quietly pours wine into the glasses in front of him until he hears Alec clear his throat. ā€œAlright, well, if this isnā€™t a business visit, what is it?ā€
ā€œItā€™s an Alexander-please-leave-this-city-before-I-find-you-dead-in-a-ditch-somewhere visit,ā€ Magnus replies, which makes Alec laugh as he steps out from behind the partition in tight black pants and a button-down shirt.
(Most assume heā€™d have more lavish tastes with the amount of money heā€™s acquired, but Magnus has always liked this toned-down version of him. Alec looks young like this, unaffected by the troubles that have touched him, like thereā€™s a bit of foolishness and hope in him that the horrible world outside can never take away.)
ā€œWell, that makes this a social visit, then,ā€ he grins lopsidedly, in that way that makes Magnus want to reach out and touch his mouth with his fingertips, holding out a glass of wine in offering. ā€œDo you really think I canā€™t take care of myself? This is hardly the first death threat Iā€™ve faced, you know that.ā€
God, heā€™s so unbothered and careless about thisā€” doesnā€™t he fucking get it? ā€œThis is different,ā€ Magnus insists. ā€œPlease, Alexander, listen to me. Leave. Leave before they can find you,ā€ he begs, but Alec stays unbothered.
ā€œMagnus, itā€™s fine. Calm down, Iā€™ll be okay.ā€ He rolls his eyes when Magnus frowns, and holds his hand out further. ā€œHave a drink, youā€™ll feel better,ā€ he says, in a move thatā€™s meant to be reassuring and Magnus justā€” he snaps.
ā€œFuck your drink!ā€ he shouts, shoving Alecā€™s hand to the side. Liquid sloshes over the rim of the glass, staining the carpet, and Raphaelā€™s going to throw a tantrum over it tomorrow and glare at him the whole time, but Magnus doesnā€™t care, he canā€™t care, not with so many more important things at stake right now, things that Alexander doesnā€™t seem to care about at all. ā€œYour life is on the line! Your Robin Hood routine has worked great these past few years, but it wonā€™t mean anything if youā€™re dead tomorrow, Alexander! I know youā€™re not afraid, but what if I am? I canā€™tā€”ā€ He cuts off with a strangled sound and looks away.
ā€œI canā€™tā€” I wonā€™t be able to handle finding you like the others,ā€ he murmurs.
Shit.
Shit, shit, shit, he wasnā€™t supposed to say that, itā€™s too honest, itā€™s too vulnerable, too open, and now Alec is staring at him, probably getting ready to laugh at him or tell him he cares too much or that heā€™s insane, and God, thatā€™s always it, isnā€™t it? Heā€™s always cared too much, and now heā€™s going to lose the one person who didnā€™t know that yet, who he hadnā€™t scared off with all of his stupid fucking baggage, because he messed it up, like he always does with everyone.
ā€œMagnus,ā€ Alec says.
Magnusā€™s mouth tightens as he continues to avoid eye contact. ā€œMagnus, hey, look at me.ā€ Gentle fingers cradle his chin, tilting his face upwards until his gaze meets Alecā€™s. Thereā€™s a warmth there that Magnus hadnā€™t expected to see, and itā€™s startling in how tender it is. Magnus has half a mind to look away again.
ā€œYouā€™ve always saved people,ā€ Alec says softly, still holding Magnusā€™s jaw. ā€œIā€™ve always loved that about you. But who saves you?ā€
Magnus blinks. ā€œWhat?ā€ he says, but Alexander shakes his head before heā€™s leaning in slowly, shifting his hand to cup Magnusā€™s cheek, and oh.
Something dislodges in Magnusā€™s stomach as he takes it all in: the softness of Alexanderā€™s lips, the emotion he pours into each breath, the gentle exhale he lets out before pressing his mouth against Magnusā€™s again. It all feels like coming home, like his worldā€™s been tilted on an axis his whole life and itā€™s finally clicked back into place with the gentle press of Alecā€™s lips on his.
ā€œAlexander,ā€ Magnus whispers. Theyā€™re still close enough that he can feel Alecā€™s errant little smile against the bridge of his upper lip, both of them unwilling to part further than necessary to breathe, and he reaches out to clutch at his shoulders when the other man leans in for a another small kiss, this one indulgent and sweet.
ā€œIf I leave,ā€ Alec says, brushing his nose against Magnusā€™s, ā€œI canā€™t save you.ā€ He brings his other hand up to trace Magnusā€™s lower lip with his thumb. ā€œYou need someone to save you, Magnus. The same way you do with others.ā€
Magnus inhales shakily. ā€œIā€™m sure Iā€™ll be fine if I know youā€™re somewhere safe,ā€ he replies, but Alexander shakes his head again.
ā€œYou wonā€™t. And I canā€™t leave you here,ā€ he murmurs. He presses their foreheads together and runs his hand against Magnusā€™s cheek. ā€œLet me help you, for once.ā€
Magnus sighs. He thinks about the people heā€™s lost in these few weeks, the guilt thatā€™s been eating him alive from the inside-out everytime he thinks about them, but he knows Alec wonā€™t leave, the same way Magnus wouldnā€™t have left if the roles were reversed. Theyā€™ve always been like that: looking out for each other. Saving each other. Magnus was foolish to think Alexander would leave now.
ā€œOkay,ā€ he says, and Alecā€™s face lights up. ā€œOkay.ā€
ā€œGood.ā€
He intertwines their fingers, and they stand there for a moment, breathing each other in, until Alecā€™s smile turns playful. ā€œNow, I had this super sexy plan that involved a lot more of that towel to seduce you into that bed there, just because it seemed like the sort of thing to do,ā€ he says, ā€œbut what do you say we just take a nap?ā€
Magnus laughs. They both donā€™t have time for things like naps, they both have things to do, entire worlds to attend to, but then he looks back up at Alec and thinks: their worlds can wait for one day. They can have this.
ā€œYes,ā€ he replies, ā€œThat sounds lovely.ā€ He takes Alecā€™s hand, letting him lead him to the bed, and settles into the sheets, curling his body towards the other as he does so.
ā€œThis was a horrible idea. I donā€™t know if Iā€™ll be able to sleep when I know youā€™re here,ā€ Alec whispers after a moment. ā€œI never want to look away.ā€ Magnus smiles, trying to keep the mood light despite the way his breath catches.
ā€œYouā€™re a sap.ā€ He leans in to steal another kiss, and grins. ā€œAlso, for the record, I wouldnā€™t be opposed to the seduction plan later,ā€ he adds, which prompts Alexander to snort loudly even as his eyes crinkle at the corners in amusement.
ā€œGood to know,ā€ he says. ā€œGood to know.ā€
Theyā€™ll probably discuss that more thoroughly tomorrow. For now, they sleep.
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embossross Ā· 2 years ago
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ahhh hi hi i'm here with thoughts about the new chap hehe
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ok first, i LOVE this line so much. i can kind of see it now - the similarities between reader and hanma, but at the same time they are so so different. i'm not sure why but this stood out to me! there were also many lines like this thru out the chap - i do pay attention to details bc i know some writers have a bunch of foreshadowing in their ficsšŸ‘€
another thing is that i literally GASPED when a certain violet haired man made an approach in this fic, im guessing it was ran but i was so happy to have him in this fic!! (i don't think it was actually mentioned if it was ran or rin, but i'm p sure it was ran ahah) i rly liked the entire encounter and he was being pretty respectful which i didn't see coming lol.
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yknow i loved this entire convo so much there was a lot thrown at us but at the same time you described/phrased it in such a way that made it easier to understand. i think i re read this part like 3 times; i kinda felt like this is the most honest convo theyā€™ve had and it was the most series imo. it was really nice seeing hanma kinda open up. we also got to know more about the docs past too.
the last line about minimizing pain for the reader šŸ‘€ idk if im being dumb or if this has some sort of deeper meaning, but is it talking about the docs emotional pain? (towards hanma maybe?) im not sure lol rip and maybe itā€™ll be cleared up within the next few chapters but for now iā€™ll be left wondering hehe
okoki this is getting so so long iā€™m so sorry BUT i reallyyyy wanna talk about the smut i was literally vibrating in my seat the entire time aksdj when i first read the chap tags i kinda saw where it was going. club - hanma get head - reader watches. BUT OMG I DIDNT expect the reader to join in??!AND THE EYE CONTACT? deceased. i had to put my phone down a few times bc it was just THAT good ahaha. you really write such good smut it leaves my brain all mushy (that kakucho fie lives in my head rent free btw.)
OK IM FINISHED. iā€™m really sorry if this was annoying but i genuinely love this fic so much and your writing as well!!!! your fics are perfect for analysis and every chap keeps me thinking ahah but thanks again for sharing your wonderful work with us!!! have an amazing week!! (iļæ½ļæ½ļæ½ve also read the devotion of the girl in the mirror again but was too nervous to send an ask rip)
this is the kind of comment/ask that really means the world to me šŸ’– it feels like so much more than i could ever ask for. so thank you so sincerely! i was stuck on the next chapter for both stories, and after reading this, i sat down and edited 2k words and broke the writers' block. THANK YOU šŸ„°
the fact that you screenshotted lines that really resonated!!!!! nothing could be less annoying!!! i'm giving you a long response right back because this is so much good stuff to react to!!!
one of my favorite lines from the chapter too! And yeah, reader + hanma are so different from each other, but i think they have a pretty similar problem with how they move through the world. they never could have had this conversation before. they're only able to be this open now because a) they both think they're talking more big picture and not being fully aware of what they're revealing about themselves; but most importantly b) they have a CREEPING INTIMACY! they are so much closer than they were a few chapters back :) I am so glad you noticed that because it was Very intentional.
you pretty much nailed the pain comment. Reader recognizes that she is taking on a very out of character risk with the Hanma stuff, and that opens her up to emotional pain but also risk that he's going to make her (or her life) change, which she is resistant to.
not much to say about the smut stuff other than...i am glad to see it's working. that is what i was going for šŸ˜šŸ˜† (also thank you on the kakucho fic :))
it means the WORLD that you find things to analyze and think about because i am pouring so much of that in there intentionally, and knowing that people see it and get something out of it too is Super motivating. You are more than welcome to send me nice asks on any story any time (in fact, i'm begging lol jk)
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ssecretssanta Ā· 5 years ago
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@h-isforhomeā€‹ā€‹ Hi, Lovely !! This is your secret santa and Iā€™m trying something out so bear with me lmao. Iā€™m pretty sure Tumblr keeps eating parts of my asks so Iā€™m gonna try to start replying to stuff using this blog instead of asks so things donā€™t get all split up (Iā€™m still going to send asks donā€™t worry, just not obscenely long ones that get munched on by Tumblr, lol). So Iā€™ll just put the message below the cut and we can hopefully communicate more coherently without Tumblr hating us. Feel free to either reblog and continue the conversation that way (you can add your own cut so they donā€™t get too annoyingly long for everyone, lmao) or make your own posts and @ me, whatever works best ! (or if it doesnā€™t work at all Iā€™ll just keep sending anon asks instead, lol)
heya !! Iā€™m really hoping this will work, lol (and if not weā€™ll just pretend like it didnā€™t happen). sorry for taking so long to sort my shit out and respond !! itā€™s been a hectic week for me and iā€™ve been trying to balance work and school because they keep overscheduling me so iā€™ve been neglecting my homework which is stressing me out more (rip to my grades rn lol).
anyways, time to respond to everything letā€™s go:
my favorite from fine line is probably falling because it makes me Feel Things but also golden and canyon moon and sunflower and wow this entire album is just so good holy shit.
houses 100% should not be decorated before thanksgiving. I can get behind some christmas lights because I strongly believe those should be a year-round decoration but other than that, No. I should not have to stare at a bunch of creepy santa decorations or have that whole red and green color scheme anywhere near me while Iā€™m trying to devour some turkey and mashed potatoes. now youā€™re really making me think of how much potential thanksgiving music could have and iā€™m kinda Upset that itā€™s not already a thing. petition to start a pop punk thanksgiving band to take the Boomers down?
alksdjlfaj minutt for minutt Iā€™m EMO. and yeah, the stress is already back full force but also less so towards work now so thatā€™s nice?? like at least I know that people there wonā€™t really care what I do and Iā€™m figuring out where I stand with everyone so thatā€™s nice (also my favorite manager told me that Iā€™ll definitely get hired on after seasonal if I want so thatā€™s nice !!) Iā€™m putting ā€œlife is just a bunch of mistakes in a trenchcoat pretending to be perfectā€ on my wall bc I need the reminder every day lmao. my constant state of mind rn is just:
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i would like to criticize you on using those contacts but honestly it would be hypocritical because I too cannot be assed to pay more for things and use things way past the time they should be used lmao
sasha sloan does have a lot of slower songs but sometimes thatā€™s my Brand and iā€™m so glad you like her music !! oh boy iā€™m the EXACT same way with playlists lmao my friends have learned not to give me the aux cord bc my music taste varies so much from day to day and no one else seems to vibe with it lol (Iā€™m always fine with listening to whatever they put on but when Iā€™m alone itā€™s a shitstorm).
seasonal work is so Exhausting. like, I knew retail would be bad, but itā€™s Bad. at least the people I work with are super chill and nice bc if they werenā€™t I would have already quit lmao. tutoring honestly sounds pretty fun !! Iā€™m sure there are lots of challenges that come along with it though so kudos to you for helping the youth, Iā€™m sure youā€™re amazing at it !!
aksdj The Couple is the same reason I started watching Schittā€™s Creek and itā€™s seriously just So Good. I didnā€™t know how I felt about the Good Place at first but I was bored enough to get through the first few episodes and then it just kind of picked up from there and now itā€™s one of my favorites, so Iā€™d definitely recommend giving it another go !!
high school just sucks ass overall lmao, the breaks are always awful and most people spend them catching up on homework anyways so like??? thereā€™s almost no point?? oh well. Iā€™m just glad Iā€™m almost done and then I can Move On. Iā€™m always happy to send you asks that let you talk about yourself bc I love hearing about you so itā€™s a win-win !
I love your tags so much here we go:
I have two siblings that are both 4 years apart from me, an older sister and a younger brother. Iā€™m literally right in the middle, lol. Itā€™s a blessing and a curse.
I would love to visit New York for the first time or D.C. again (I went there over the summer for a school trip and it was so pretty and I would love to go again and actually take time to see every museum). Iā€™m going to Nashville for another school trip this summer and like Iā€™m always excited to see new things but like?? Tennesee is not really in my To Visit places so weā€™ll see how it is. youā€™re absolutely right about the South and you should say it. way too hot.
too sad to cry and smiling when I die were literally my repeat songs for like a week when I just needed some Emotions lmao !! sad bby hours for days
oof I think iā€™m more of a tv person but I also have really bad commitment issues so I tend to leave things unfinished oops. but Iā€™ll honestly watch any movie and most likely will enjoy it which is why itā€™s hard for me to pick a favorite movie bc like?? all of them?? so idk really, haha. rom coms are the superior movie genre but I also enjoy some action and horror as well. (why would you bring that moment up oof).
okay I think thatā€™s all for now. hopefully this was easier to deal with than having 20 asks but if not just let me know and Iā€™ll go back to that, lol.
wishing you the best as always,
- s.s. Ā šŸŽ…
(i love your new sign-off. itā€™s perfect for you and makes my heart do Things)
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