#magnus and alec calling each other my love

[green28go]

“Oh, my love,” Magnus murmured. “I am so glad to be home.”

Magnus in The Red Scrolls of Magic

Magnus continued stroking Alec’s chest where the thorn had entered, until Alec, with effort, said, “Not here, my love. Ragnor is watching us.”

Alec in The Lost Book of the White

[im-out-of-it]

part 2 of season 2, episode 6 discussion continued MALECS FIRST DATE “iron sisters”

30. Magnus: take a second and have a drink with me love

31. Alec: he’s very convincing

32. I love Maia and Simon together (I also added some others one I couldn’t find before)

33. can we just pause and appreciate Maia real fucking quick? anybody who has read the books knows she gets sidelined but I love how in the show, she matters more. could we have more of her? absolutely we could have but it’s a lot more than CC thought Maia deserved. Maia is such an independent, gorgeous, talented, heartfelt, wonderful woman. she calls shit out and I feel like she’s the only one who calls out Luke’s problematic behavior as well as clary’s

34. literally Maia is the only one that’s kinda like is clary really worth the downworlders dying???? I hate how Luke treats Maia but I love them together in this episode and I love their parallel. I think Maia is severely underutilized but it was terrific to see her actually get to step out and bond with Simon

35. also any sizzy fans, sorry but Maia and Simon are so much better together. they both relate to being downworlders and they have a ton of chemistry. that’s just my three cents and they have such beautiful growth together

36. and I’ll admit, I adore Maia for more personal reasons. I know how it feels to be the child that is kind of in the back and who has a brother that is favored and gets away with everything. so when she has that trauma, I understand it. ok I’ll cry but I just have so much respect for Maia ok?????

37. Izzy and clary have arrived

38. okay it is beautiful though and so is Isabelle

39. ah shit, a purity trial. and Izzy is like you might be a demon clary as if we didn’t already know that

40. jace really thinks he can just walk around and not pay any consequences

41. Jace can’t admit what he did was wrong like one second he’s saying he needs to pay consequences and now he’s like omg how dare thy punish me!

42. onto far better thing. DRINKS FIRST THOUGH

43. Magnus, give Alec a second to turn into an alcoholic. it takes time

Alec: I have a feeling this drinking hobby of his will influence me

stopping at 44 and off we continue on this date ✨🥹

[tragedy-machine]

no but, how am I to believe that Edwin and Charles are not gonna be endgame??

Charles's character in the doom patrol was heavily, heavily implied to also have feelings for Edwin too

the rejection was literally like "I'm not in love, but you're more important to me than anyone else, we'll figure out what that means later"

the actors both said they "wouldn't call it Edwin being friendzoned, bcs their arc has not yet been fully resolved"

we got to see Charles jealous of Edwin's time with Monty and the Cat King, and do nooot even joke that that wasn't jealously, like what else, what else bro? why would they go so overboard to make it seem like Charles was peeved af in those moments

there's already so much love between them

usually shows that do the "gay bestie in love with his straight bestie" use it briefly as a more of a backstory for a character, to then introduce a new love interest for the gay, so the previous crush can be an obstacle in their love arc (like in shadowhunters with alec, jace and magnus)

why would you hurt my buddy Edwin like that

the ship of Charles and Crystal never really took off in my opinion, they liked each other and kissed, but then Crystal ended it, but even if they continued dating in s2 any human x ghost ship is doomed to fail from the beginning, they've sadly got like maybe max 5/6 years until it's gonna be very visible that Crystal is no longer a teen and older than Charles soo unless she dies, they can't really be endgame (and this is not to shit on this ship!!! I've got nothing against it, just think they would have had to really committed to it and milk the aging drama for the angst to make me invested in it)

[darcyolsson]

ok i'm finally getting around to this hello again. so my main issue with malec is mainly the oversaturation right. you look up content for anything else and malec is just constantly there, and I could forgive this if it didn't start bleeding into canon! cassie visibly shifted the way she started writing malec as they got so popular, and now they're so perfect and nothing can go wrong with them.

i'm sorry but they were so much better when they were toxic!! idk alec actively sabotaging magnus and magnus being way too emotionally absent for alec (who was in his first relationship and also barely not a child) and yet the way they still went back to each other every time! when they were broken up but still obsessed with each other - when magnus ended their break up by telling alec he loved him!! real shit right there!

but now they can't be flawed anymore :( i'm sorry i just do not care about them as parents. i'm so sorry i know everyone's obsessed with rafe and max but in my heart i think alec and magnus should be touring the world constantly breaking up and getting back together and having insane sex unhindered by infants. domestication of wild animals has never sat right with me.

and i know you said you loved the eldest curses but omg that series is my worst offender. first of all i know not everyone has this issue but i can really tell that it's cowritten by someone else and it's just a bit grating. second of all - why did the red scrolls of magic take away their fun holiday!! this is such a small grievance but what do you mean they had one adventure and then gave up and stayed at home. noooo they should have been getting it on all over europe nooo noo that will NEVER sit right with me.

and the lost book of the white.... mm mm didn't hit the spot sorry. the tmi gang have such a special place in my heart and i just... didn't really care about them in this book? i'm sorry i am one of the people calling tec fanservice because while i sometimes love fanservice this just didn't work for me - sammael felt like a hugely wasted villain and i didn't care about shinyun, plus my issue with tmi gang characterisation.

but my one big shining star of disappointment. malec didn't even have a proper arc in the book? absolutely nothing changed in their relationship. ik that's because this book was written between other books but you can't spin out a three book series and have NO meaningful development between the MAIN CHARACTERS. yes, development is taking place over time between the books, but it's not happening in the tec books themselves, rendering them obsolete! alec was a bit concerned about magnus not being honest with him but ultimately went nowhere with this and it just ended with them being super badass husbands again. by this point i'm sorry i'm BORED.

i know a lot of these grievances are just petty and ultimately i am mostly just getting into this rant for the bit, but a part of me is genuinely a little sad that the flaws of the characters, which are what made me enjoy them so much in the first place, just kind of don't exist anymore. like the fact that alec, who was the most conservative of all the tmi gang by far particularly about downworlders (was still uncomfortable that simon was a vampire in cohf), becomes the head of the downworlder shadowhunter alliance and is suddenly really friendly with all downworlders?? that would be kind of sweet if anyone would acknowledge that he had previously been mostly against their existence beforehand, but no one ever does. the development post tmi is basically completely skipped over. (side note it will forever irk me that alec is head of that alliance instead of simon, and that its meetings are held in simon's old flat discussing issues very relevant to simon's life experiences, but WHATEVER.)

alec becoming shadowpresident and living his best life is great and all but i miss the tension... the drama... back when he was properly bitchy. and i hate to say it but i actually prefer reading about magnus in the past series when alec isn't around because frankly magnus will always be mostly compelling to me as a charming isolated loser! i have to speak my truth.

anyway many apologies for this but i hope you enjoyed regardless. i actually didnt even get round to complaining about fandom at all but this is getting way too long anyway. down with canon and may jimon stay strong forever (i was the jimon 😢 anon)

first of all, the quote "domestication of wild animals has never sat right with me" regarding malec will never ever leave my head after reading this. what an incredible way to put it

it's so interesting that you mention disliking the tmi gang characterisation in tlbotw! i both get it and i don't. i read tlbotw right after reading tmi, and to me they did quintessentially feel like the tmi gang, but the gang we saw in the 1st half of tmi. i dont see people talk about this very often but i feel like the first half of tmi is SO different from the other half in tone. it's very silly and doesn't take itself too seriously, while the second half mostly lacks that vibe with the exception of a few chapters. it literally feels like two different series sometimes.

tlbotw definitely is more of a sequel to that tmi gang and the magnus we see in the bane chronicles than it is to the version of the gang we see in eg tda, but i personally didn't mind it. lower stakes and less seriousness for a side book feels appropriate, and i love the silly vibes in tbc and earlier tmi.

i DO agree with what you said about sammael though! when reading tmi the greater demons feel like this massive threat, but in later shadowhunter books (like tlh) they just... don't, because they don't get the same buildup. tlbotw is a really extreme example of this i feel, because what's supposed to be this massive villain gets defeated in just one book, and a book where none of the characters really take it seriously at that. taking what's supposed to be this huge evil and presenting it this way, imo, makes the greater demons as a whole a lot less interesting as a threat. if their supposed limitless power can be stopped in what feels like a low-stakes story, why should we worry about them as a threat in eg twp?

anyway. back to malec, who this is about: i do get it. i also love past magnus, and i was genuinely devastated to find that camille made no appearance in tlh, because their relationship has always been SO interesting to me. to me it feels very obvious that this is because any content we get about magnus is now about magnus-and-alec, meaning camille (alongside magnus as the messy, devastatingly lonely immortal) has now fully disappeared. he essentially became like tessa: as a character she is so defined by her relationships to jem and will that we never once see her as a main character in a story without them, even though we know she spent most of her life without either jem or will (and went through some crazy stuff in the meantime).

i really get what you're talking about when you say magnus & alec have become almost too perfect as a couple, and that you would prefer some more goold old fashioned toxicity. i get it! however i am going to hold you hand when i say this. you and i are not looking at this like the average reader does. we are people who always want characters to be Worse. and as my good friend julian blackthorn has let me know...... this is not a common sentiment among tsc fans (or perhaps YA readers in general).

malec post-tmi are written as a happy ending, and people would probably literally show up at cassie's house with torches if she did anything to them. this applies to all the main couples, we're also not going to see emma & julian, or even jem & tessa go through any significant struggle after their story is already finished, but obviously this applies to malec even more because theyre SO popular. and i DO agree that this puts malec in a really weird position re:bonus content, because theyre both the fan favourite so they cannot experience any kind of legitimate struggle or cassie will have to start worrying about her house getting burnt down, but at the same time they are the fan favourite so they must get a lot of fan content. i think there has to be a way to efficiently balance the two (i'm curious to see how jace and clary's recently announced Better in Black story turns out for this reasin) but ultimately, regarding malec, cassie will always play it safe, especially because alec as a character is important to her personally since he was written for a late friend of hers, as well as to loads of fans.

i do feel your struggle though! i am content with current malec, because if i miss bitchy alec i can simply return to tmi, but i will say that the magnus we saw in tbc will forever be my favourite and that i dont think i'll even enjoy alec's character as much as i did that time when he tried to mortality-trap his bf into never being with another person again. also i think magnus should have kissed matthew and/or camille in tlh and i do fully believe he would have had it not been for #malec, in that sense it's very clear tlh magnus was affected by the existence of present-day malec, which i think is a shame, because messy, serial 17-year-old-boy-kisser magnus was my favourite.

basically: i don't mind the current characterisation of malec as it being their happily ever after, because i think it suits the series and (most of the time) i know not to expect content like that from tsc/cassandra clare, but i also wish that magnus as an individual wasn't defined by his relationship to alec so much even in stories that take place long before alec was even born (but were written after #malecendgame happened in tmi)

(also, very true what you said about simon. ive thought of that before too!)

this was incoherent and long as hell, hope this makes any sense. sorry it took me so long to answer your ask i knew this reply would become massive so i kept putting it off lol

[terapsina]

And those rarest of creatures...

My Top 10 Favorite Canon ENDGAME OTPs

(and I realize some of these will be a surprise because I haven't posted that much about them but... well, when everything is perfect and nothing hurts there's less need for venting... also a bunch of them don't align with my Tumblr heavy periods or precede them entirely, so...)

1. Parker and Hardison - Leverage

The absolute sweetest couple maybe ever. The way Hardison just... loves Parker, without ultimatums or impatience. Just there once she's ready to meet his feelings with her own. And Parker, knowing she's developed feelings for... 'pretzels' and admitting it in the only way she can initially. So good.

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2. Aneela and Kendry - Killjoys

You give me two amoral queens, have them be evil and immortal, and have them fall in love? I was a goner from the word go. Giving them a sci-fi kid just added fuel to the fire.

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3. Jo and Zane - Eureka

I shipped the 1.0 version too. But when they accidentally erased the original timeline and had Jo remembering being in love and nearly engaged and having Zane not? Damn. Talk about angsty ship bait.

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4. Kensi and Deeks - NCIS: Los Angeles

Sunshine and gunpowder. Freaking made for each other and doing a proper piney slow burn. My jam.

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5. Magnus and Alec - Shadowhunters

I mean. Do you think I could resist a grand wedding crash with a 'if your son wants me gone he's going to have to say it to me himself' with the widely grinning sister of the miserable groom going 'I invited him'? What am I, made of stone? (War of Hearts is tattooed on the inside of my eardrums).

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6. Nico and Karolina - Runaways

Okay. But like, even beyond the flawless imagery of Gothic Witch Queen and Royal Heir of Sunshine and Rainbows... they were so captivating. So ready to sacrifice anything for each other's happiness. I love them your honor.

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7. Xiao Lanhua and Dongfang Qingcang - Love Between Fairy and Devil

"Everything in this world is fate. Only love is not fate."

Talk about ripping out my heart. In a story built around two people more trapped by fate than anyone, they save each other by doing the one thing fate has no say over.

(I usually prefer my romances to be the B and C plots, but these two? They are the exception that proves the rule. This whole show is their love story and I was spellbound for 36 episodes straight).

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8. Shawn and Jules - Psych

So. Much. Pining. And the inclusion of the cruelest 'I love you' known to man, because who doesn't love a good 'I've been shot, and the guy who shot me just let me call my girlfriend but I'm using the call to give out clues about how to find me, so I'm pretending you're Abigail, but he's listening and he wants me to tell you that I love you and I know... think... suspect... that saying it will hurt you, but I don't have a choice and I'm so sorry'.

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9. Nikita and Michael - Nikita

They both know what it feels like to lose someone you love. Which is why the way them kinda having at least a scene a season where one of them thinks the other just got killed is brutal. But I live for the looks on their faces when they figure out they're wrong.

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10. Korra and Asami - Legend of Korra

What's more fun than falling in love with the ex boyfriend's ex girlfriend? Nothing. They got me to stand up and pay attention right quick once I realized where this was going (and the finale was how I started watching reaction videos... it made me so happy watching everyone else cry, cheer and squee too)

[soulofapatrick]

Nightmares and Cuddles - Simon Lewis x female reader

Summary: You have a nightmare and go to find Simon, both of you acting like a couple in front of the others for the first time

Words: 1.8k

Warnings: none; somewhat non-canon Clary

Y/N’s POV

I wake with a sharp intake  of breath, my body jerking upright in bed as a small cry escapes my lips. Mu heart hammers against my ribcage, panic flooding my sense as my hands frantically search the empty space beside me, grasping the comforting weight of Simon’s icy form. But he’s not there. 

Fear tightens its claws around my chest, squeezing the air from my lungs as I struggle to control the rising tide of panic. My fingers tremble as they trace the contours of the bed, desperately seeking the familiar warmth of his body, the reassuring beat of his heart. But all I find is emptiness, a void where his presence should be. 

“Si-Simon?” My voice wavers with uncertainty, the sound barely more than a whisper as I call out for him, my heart pounding in my ears. But there’s no response, only the oppressive silence of the room, pressing in on me from all sides. Tears sting at the corners of my eyes as I fight to hold back a sob, the ache of loneliness settling like a heavy weight in the pit of my stomach, “Simon.” I whimper again, the sound barely audible as I cling to the fragile hope that he’ll answer, that he’ll be there to chase away the darkness that threatens to consume me. 

With trembling limbs, I push myself out of bed and stumble towards the closed door, my heart pounding in my chest as I follow the siren call of their laughter. Each step feels like an eternity, the distance between us stretching out impossibly far as I fight to quell the rising panic that threatens to consume me. 

The laughter and yelling voices of Simon and Alec echo through the closed door, a beacon of warmth and familiarity in the cold darkness of the night. Each sound is a lifeline, pulling me closer to the safety and comfort that awaits me on the other side. But with each step, the knot of fear in my stomach tightens, threatening to suffocate me as I struggle to reach them. 

As I finally push open the door shuffle down the hallway and step into the living room, the scene before me is a blur of movement and noise. Magnus and Alec are engrossed in their game, their voices rising in excitement with each turn. Jace is huddled on the couch, Clary is sketching, both of them lost in their own little worlds, Izzy is cackling at the way Simon is kicking Magnus and Alec’s asses at the video game. And then, there's Simon, his face illuminated by the soft glow of the lamp, his laughter ringing out like a bell in the night.

For a moment,  I hesitate, unwilling to interrupt the easy camaraderie of their game. But then, as if sensing my presence, Simon turns his head, his face breaking into a wide grin as he catches sight of me standing in the doorway. 

“Hey, there you are,” Simon says, his voice filled with warmth and affection. But as he takes in my disheveled appearance, his expression shifts to one of concern, worry creasing his brow. Without a word, he pats his lap invitingly, a silent invitation for me to join him. And with trembling limbs, I shuffle over to him, feeling small and vulnerable in one of his oversized graphic t-shirts, my cheeks still puffy from crying in my sleep.

I try to ignore the way Alec and Izzy share curious looks, Magnus and Jace share knowing looks and Clary seems to glare at me over her sketch book when I stop in front of Simon. The daylighter looks up at me, cognac eyes full of love and concern as he reaches for my hips, gently guiding me onto his lap so I’m pressed into him, my feet tucking under Izzy’s thigh who welcomes them, used to me doing it. I rest my head on Simon’s shoulder, shivering slightly and press my forehead into the crook of his neck, breathing in everything Simon. 

I’m grumbling slightly when Simon leans to the side, dislodging my face from the crook of his neck, drawing a soft chuckle from him, his icy lips pressing to my forehead before a warm blanket is being wrapped around me, cocooning me in warmth and safety as he presses another gentle kiss to the top of my head as I burrow back into his chest. I can still see the images of Simon, Alec, Magnus, Jace and Izzy laying there, dead, and there was nothing I could do to stop it from happening. 

But even as Simon's arms encircle me, pulling me close, the images from my nightmare refuse to fade. They linger at the edges of my consciousness, haunting me with their vividness and cruelty. I can still see them—Simon, Alec, Magnus, Jace, and Izzy—lying there, lifeless and still, their faces frozen in expressions of agony. 

The tears well up anew, blurring my vision as I cling to the fabric of Simon’s shirt with desperate fingers, as if he might slip away from me if I let go. The weight of my fear presses down on me, threatening to suffocate me as I struggle to make sense of the horrors that linger in my mind. 

But Simon is here, his comforting presence unwavering as he holds me close. Though his heart may not beat like a human's, the unneeded but steady rhythm of his breath against my skin serves as a comforting reassurance. I can’t help but smile slightly as I know he’s only breathing so I can match my breath to his and stop panicking. And as he presses another gentle kiss to the top of my head, I feel a flicker of hope ignite within me, pushing back against the shadows that threaten to consume me. 

As I nudge his jaw with my nose, seeking solace in the familiar contours of his face, I’m met with the warmth of his gaze. In his eyes, I see a reflection of my own turmoil, but beneath it all, there's a depth of love and adoration that steals my breath away. I lose myself in the ocean of his gaze, the world around us fading into insignificance as I drown in the depths of his love. My heart swells with emotion, a tidal wave of longing and affection crashing against the walls I've built around myself.

And then, with a tenderness that steals  the very air from my lungs, Simon leans down to meet my lips in a soft, tender kiss. In that moment, everything else fades away—the nightmares, the doubts, the fears—replaced by the overwhelming warmth of his love. I melt into his embrace, savouring the sweetness of his lips against mine, the gentle press of his hand against the small of my back. Time seems to stand still as we lose ourselves in the intimacy of our connection, each touch, each caress, a testament to the depth of our bond. 

In the blissful cocoon of our embrace, time loses all meaning, swept away by the currents of our shared affection. But then, like a sudden clap of thunder shattering the tranquility of a summer's day, Clary's voice cuts through the silence, sharp and jarring. I startle at the sound, my heart pounding in my chest as I reluctantly pull away from Simon's lips, a sense of disorientation clouding my thoughts. Clary stands her expression a mix of surprise and disbelief, her eyes flickering with an emotion I can't quite place.

"How long has this been happening?" Her voice is tight, strained, as if each word is forced through clenched teeth. There's an edge to her tone, a hint of accusation that sends a shiver down my spine.

I glance up at Simon, searching for some sign of reassurance in his expression, but all I find is a mirrored reflection of my own uncertainty. His hand tightens around mine, a silent gesture of support, but the weight of Clary's question hangs heavy in the air between us. I swallow hard, the lump in my throat threatening to choke me as I struggle to find the right words to explain the depth of our connection. But before I can speak, Simon glares at her, his voice calm and steady despite the tension that simmers beneath the surface.

"It's been...a while," he admits, his gaze never wavering from Clary's. "But we wanted to keep it quiet, just until we were sure.” 

There's a flicker of something in Clary's eyes—disbelief, perhaps, or maybe just plain jealousy—but before I can dwell on it, she offers a tight-lipped nod, her expression unreadable. 

"Right," she says, her voice clipped and cold. It has me trying to wriggle out of Simon’s grip but he shushes me lovingly, gaze turned back to me, as if Clary’s disappeared and I can sense just how much it pisses her off but with the way Simon is looking at me I couldn’t care less. 

“I think you should go.” Izzy is speaking up as Simon’s urging me to lay my head back on his shoulder, face buried in the crook of his neck, his gentle hand carding through my hair while the other wraps around my legs and pulls me closer. I can hear Clary left out a sound of annoyance before she turns on her heels and I hear the front door slam before Alec clears his throat and challenges Simon to another round of whatever game they were playing before I joined them. 

And then, like a gentle breeze on a summer's day, Jace moves to sit on our other side, his hand finding mine in a silent gesture of solidarity. I squeeze his hand in silent gratitude, feeling the weight of his support like a lifeline in the darkness. 

As I lay there, surrounded by the comforting presence of my friends, I feel myself drifting off, the steady rhythm of Simon's heartbeat and the soft murmur of their laughter lulling me into a peaceful slumber.

In that moment, as I drift between wakefulness and dreams, I know with certainty that this is where I belong. In the warm embrace of my beloved Simon, surrounded by the laughter and love of our friends, I find a sense of belonging and contentment that I've longed for my entire life. And as sleep claims me once more, I let go of the worries and fears that have plagued me, knowing that as long as I have them by my side, I can face whatever challenges may come my way.

The Shadowhunters Masterlist TAG LIST - updated 21st Dec 2023

[lurafita]

Random Mini Malec

Lil Magnus: "Mama? Why did you and papa marry each other?" Magnus' mom: "Because we love each other very much and wanted to be together for the rest of our lives." lil Magnus: "Ah."

next day

Lil Magnus: "My mommy said that when you love someone and want to be with them forever, you get married. So we gotta get married so that we will be together forever." Lil Alec: "Okay. How do we get married?" Lil Magnus: "I don't know. But I'm pretty sure it involves people throwing flowers. I saw that on tv. And doves." Lil Alec: "People throw doves?" Lil Magnus: "… It's okay, cause doves can fly." Lil Alec: "Yeah, you're right. So we catch some doves? … Do you think pigeons would work as well?" Lil Magnus: "Probably. And there's lots of daisies here. We can throw those, too." Lil Alec: "Great!"

Their parents are very confused when they are called by the caretaker and informed that Alec and Magnus have been put in time out for chasing pigeons and starting some kind of weird flower throwing fight.

[foodsies4me]

I am low key obsessed with bridges Magnus being all elusive and suddenly this shadowhunters turns up who can feel his magic and start fussing over the fact that he needs more rest 😭 including a werewolf that now tracks his fav resident shadowhunters scent to make sure he’s okay and also by proxy knows Magnus isn’t resting enough 🙈

Also omg the trainees are coming!! So so so excited! The drawings being up in Alec’s kitchen of all his Spiral besties is sooo adorable too. It’s gonna be mayhem when they all come together (in good and kinda sad face ways)

Loved seeing Malec kinda get closer this chapter. Like calling each other by first names and Magnus being a bit more relaxed (?) around Alec. So many questions about Magnus magic orb feeling like home for Alec (i’m guessing this has something to do with the NY institute wards but also so much more)

Yayyy it’s almost double trouble Max’s time to shine!

I think I already told you this but yes this chapter and the next (and the one after that) is mostly about getting Malec closer and finding a balance where they're both still snarky, competitive little shits but that they aren't antagonistic to one another.

The trainees are coming, yes! It's going to be another few chapters but we're close! And then there will be their usual trainee chaos because they can't not be chaotic little menaces.

I'm delighted by how many people are enjoying Askel being his worrywart werewolf self because he refuses to be written out of the narrative no matter how many times I try to make him stay in the background lol.

I'm happy you're still enjoying the story, your asks never fail to bring a smile to my face! :D

[alexanderlightweight]

I think you're one of my favourite author in here, but I respect you even more for your incredible consistency and your never-ending ideas.

Would you like to write something related to Winged!Alec where Nephilim have some behaviour similar to the ones of the birds ?

To be more precise, petting birds on some areas can produce arousal and be inconfortable for them when it's not from a same species partner, or how Nephilim can come from a mission with messy and torn painful feathers that he needs help to arrange and oil. Or even how some of them make themselves a nest with items that matters to them ?

Would be wonderful ☀️

this is so sweet so thank you! ahaha, i try to consistently respnd but some weeks are less and some weeks are more. i feel like this has been a good week though so i'm happy ^_^

i love wingfic so much and this and i had to figure out where i wanted to go with it but here we are! the oil glands are located in the shoulders of each of a nephilim's wings in this. one for each because of how massive their wings are.

the oil can also act as whetstone oil since nephilim wings go adamas in a fight and really intense nephilim sometimes harvest their partners oil to sharpen their weapons with as a sign of intimacy/devotion.

is magnus going to polish his jewelry with alec's wing oil when he finds out? maybe... will there be eventually other uses? magnus sure as fuck thinks so. i got super carried away with this lol but it's in the most fragile of poisons verse.

magnus is pretending to be a damsel in distress because it's incredibly endearing to him how protective and concerned and sweet alec is over him. also because alec still trusts and melts for magnus and magnus is enjoying this a lot

i hope you enjoy!

<3 lumine

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Magnus frowns at the alerts he has set throughout New York and how a handful have gone off near the boundary of Manhattan.

Manhattan is much harder to keep track of than the rest of New York and the East Coast combined.

The angelic core there is too powerful, too temperamental and possessive to let Magnus get his hooks into it. It grates on him now in a way that was only a minor annoyance before. Because Alexander is in Manhattan and despite enjoying how much his boy dotes on him, Magnus dislikes not having tabs on Alexander at all times.

It creates an itch that Magnus can’t ignore, but he does, for now.

There’s no fire messages , no texts or calls assuring Magnus that he’s fine or that the rifts are closed.  He’s about to just portal himself out there, identity be damned, when his wards chime with greedy hunger and Magnus feels the difference.  Magnus is at the balcony in a moment, stepping through hellfire to get from one side of his lair to the other in a mere instant and then he opens the doors. 

Alexander is a dripping, bedraggled mess and he looks up at Magnus guiltily — as if Magnus would be upset by such a mess — from where he crashed into the strands of demon pearls Magnus was curing in the storm.  It’s hardly his shadowhunter’s fault, the storm itself makes them hard to see and Alexander normally isn’t this tired when trying to land.

“Are you hurt?” Magnus asks first, pulling Alexander up and through the wide doors and summing a towel before he frowns, he’s fairly certain he should use magic rather than fabric, but he’s not sure Alexander will allow that.

“Sore.” Alexander murmurs and he hesitates and then he leans forward and — face still damp and with a bit of sludge that can only be made from storm water and demon ash on his temple — leans forward and carefully nuzzles Magnus’ cheek. “Wanted to see you.”

Magnus stops himself from cooing and then he pulls Alexander over to a large preening chair, one that his boy blinks at in weary surprise. As if Magnus didn’t get the information and furniture he’d need for a winged consort the moment he got home after their first meeting.

“You’ll help me?” Alexander asks, wings fluttering and demon pearls falling around the room, as if the thought of doing it himself is too much to bear. Magnus bites back a chuckle because he would destroy realms for this privilege and Alexander thinks it a chore.

“Always, Alexander.” He promises as he helps get the remains of Alexander’s leather vest off. It’s easy enough and already damaged so Magnus just uses magic to slice through the leather straps on the back and lets it all fall off.

It’s with a gentle motions that Magnus begins to carefully straighten the feathers he can easily touch, using magic to carefully clean away the stormwater and debris. It’s when he’s daring to reach deeper, to straighten the pins and fluff closer to the skin that Alexander shakes and goes still.

Magnus stops, curious and concerned from the brittle way Alexander is holding himself.

“Did I hurt you, darling?” Magnus asks, carefully massaging the spot on Alexander’s shoulder that made him tense. “Are you sore?”

Alexander makes a sound like a muffled whimper and Magnus frowns, digging his thumb in gently, but insistently and a moment later he’s surprised, pulling back his  fingers, coated in a thick, clear oil. Alexander makes a muffled sound, like he’s biting his own lip and the back of his neck and ears are a bright pink.  Suddenly, Magnus knows exactly what he’s been doing and just where Alexander’s been letting him touch without a single protest.

Magnus rubs his fingers together thoughtfully and then, he reaches out and carefully spreads the oil across one of the bedraggled feathers from Alexander’s fight and flight through the storm.

“Isn’t this better?” Magnus murmurs, soothing like this was his intention all along. And it is, now that he knows where Alexander’s oil glands are and that his boy already welcomes his touch. That this isn’t an honor Magnus has to coax from him, it’s one he’s already been given.

Alexander turns his head, eyes wide and cheeks pink as he nods, clearly unsure of what to do with the sudden intimacy, or even that his body is letting Magnus play with it as he is. Magnus knows enough from Ragnor that nephilim very rarely let even other nephilim touch their wings. They certainly don’t allow just anyone to help them preen and Magnus is aware that they’ll turn on fellow nephilim in an instance, if one takes too many liberties.

Magnus massages the gland again and he smirks, not bothering to hide the dark,  hungry gleam to his eyes as he coaxes the oil until his fingers are dripping and he possessively straightening each and every feather he touches. Alexander’s wings are fluttering like the most delicate of gossamer wings — instead of the strong, bone breaking wings that they are — and every time Magnus pets him for more oil, his breathing becomes heavier, more ragged.

His primary feathers are a mess, but magic and the oil make it an easy fix and then Magnus can dig his fingers into the soft downy feathers at the base of Alexander’s wings and scritch.  Alexander goes boneless and it’s only because Magnus has seen preening chairs and made one with magic, that he doesn’t fall forward into a slump.  Alexander has his chin hooked on the soft padded leather of the chair holding him up, arms hugging the back of it tightly, as if it will give him the strength to endure Magnus’ touches without melting completely.

“Am I doing this right?” Magnus teases, dragging slick fingers along some of Alexander’s secondary feathers, shuffling them into their proper places with smooth touches and little tendrils of magic.

“Mmm.” Is all Alexander can get out, but his head nods and his wings flutter before deliberately pressing back into Magnus’ hands. He turns, cheeks a delicious pink and pupils blown, face resting against the leather and lips bruised from how much he’s been biting them to stifle his noises.  Someday, he’ll make as many noises as Magnus wants to hear from him — which are all of them — but for now, Magnus settles his face into a softer, less hungry look and reaches out.

It’s an accident, of course, that Alexander’s oil is all over his fingers still, or that he leaves shiny streaks where he gently cups Alexander’s cheek.

“I’m glad.” Magnus tells him, thumb lingering on Alexander’s bottom lip, “I don’t want to hurt you, darling.”

Alexander melts against him, shaking as if he’s completely overwhelmed and Magnus reminds himself to look further into the anatomy of winged humans. He knew to expect some reaction once he realized they were Alexander’s wing glands, but this is beyond anything he could have imagined.

Fire itches down his spine and he wonders who else has had this privilege.  He’ll have to ask carefully, when Alexander is less easy to distress and then, well. Magnus is very good at creating accidents to befall anyone who dared touch and look at his boy like this.

It doesn’t matter if he didn’t belong to Magnus then, he does now and that’s all that matters. 

[meraki-yao]

WIP Ask Game

Tagged by @nocoastposts!!! Thank you dear <3

Haven't gotten around to actually writing that much these two weeks because of school and also me working on my little rwrb animatic project instead, but here's some of what I have at the moment!

Ask me anything about my WIPs!

Works Started:

The Word of Your Body (RWRB):

Song fic of the movie Paris scene using "The Word of Your Body" from Spring Awakening, Chapter 1 in Alex's pov completed and uploaded, Chapter 2 in Henry's pov with the Reprise of the song (that supposedly Nick sang when he was in the production at 19) currently planning

Enchanted to Meet You (RWRB):

Reverse Cinderella AU: Alex is the son of the town Mayor and is holding the town's harvest festival, Henry is the repressed prince of the kingdom who snuck away for a break, but then stumbles across Alex. Loosely based on 2015 Cinderella. Chapter 1 uploaded, currently planning (*cough struggling *cough) with Chapter 2

I know better (but you're still around) (RWRB):

One-shot song fic based on Taylor Swift's "Marjorie", exploration of the Hanover-Stuart Foxs (Movie verse) finally learns to deal with their grief and reconcile. Just started writing

Take Me Out and Take Me Home (Malec)

5+1 Fic: 5 times Alec called Magnus his boyfriend and the 1 time Alec called him something more. 4 chapters done, 2 left, and currently sort of in writer's block for this fic

Ideas:

I'll See You In My Dreams (RWRB)

Where the only way the insomniac Prince Henry can fall asleep is to the ASMR videos of a certain ACD, who's later invited to a discussion/panel for one of Henry's mental health-related programmes (or some other social issue? I'll have to think about it)

Book Tok Fic (haven't thought of a name yet) (RWRB)

Inspired by some tik tok reuploaded to Instagram reel I saw ages ago: Henry is an author who's struggling to write the physical part of romantic scenes in his novel and Alex, his roommate who he has a massive crush on offers to help by demonstrating it with him. Kiss kiss fall in love :)

The Little Prince (RWRB)

Movie Verse Expanded: Taking the campfire scene monologue and telling the story each part shows, ex: "His grandfather, the King, sent the prince a suit of armor and told him that if he always wore it, nothing would ever happen to him." = the King's talk with Henry on his 18th birthday

I know you (I walked with you once upon a dream) (RWRB)

Sleeping Beauty + Soulmates AU with Henry as Aurora and Alex as Prince Philip, the dreams actually being a soulmate connection (the mechanics of the soulmate aspect inspired by one of my favourite Malec fics)

 The Dreams That You Dream (RWRB)

Henry's POV of the Buckingham protest, one on book and one on movie

Song Fics/ Character Studies (RWRB)

At All Cost from Wish and You Matter to Me from Waitress

Identical (Qi Ye/ Tian Ya Ke)

I don't think any one of my tumblr followers would know this one but Qi Ye and Tian Ya Ke is a duology of Chinese BL ancient drama novels, with the latter adapted into the TV Show Word of Honor. There are two characters in the book that although only met once, have a very similar trajectory when it comes to their relationships and unrequited love, only one already moved on and found someone better while the other hasn't. Had this idea to expand upon their connection because in the novel, the one it's implied that the one that moved on immediately recognized their shared experience. But I never got around to writing it, it has been lying in my drafts for a year now 😭

Tagging @typicalopposite @luainthewild @england-would-fall @pippin-katz and anyone who wants to join in!

[multistanisms]

Moving Day || Shadowhunters

FANDOM: Shadowhunters

PAIRING: Alec x Magnus

WORD COUNT: 784

RATING: PG

POTENTIAL TRIGGERS: N/A

SUMMARY: What would become the true love story of their lives began the day Alec and Magnus met - moving day before the new semester at the New York Institute campus.

TAGLIST: @no1likemybbgcharlie

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Freshman year for his sister meant that Alec was expecting a new roommate. The roommate he'd had the last two years - a fairly handsome man named Underhill - had graduated early and left Alec feeling oddly lonely despite not being very social. He supposed it helped that Underhill had been like him, but hadn't pushed for a relationship or anything. The male was a really good friend to Alec, like an older brother, so now a sophomore, Alec was hoping he could be as helpful to whomever walked in the door as his new roommate. Isabelle, darling sister that she was, kept insisting she would be his roommate, but Alec knew the odds were unlikely. The university tried to make siblings grow on their own and believed that pairing them up would hinder that. So he wasn't at all surprised when he got a call from an irritated Isabelle, which lasted until she discovered her roommate was a freshman named Clary, and Alec could hear the friendship develop instantly over the phone. He had laughed and promised he would help her unpack as soon as his own roommate arrived, and his baby sister was quick to hang up.

He went to make himself some tea, setting it down before picking up his Gibson TG-1, his favorite acoustic for the rich sound, and began fiddling with tuning it so he could work on a new video. He was tuning his guitar when there was a knock on the door. Carefully setting the instrument on the couch next to him, Alec stood and moved to open the door -

And had to catch his breath.

The man standing on the other side of the door was just a few inches shorter than him, with caramel skin, dark eyes accented by a blue glittery eyeshadow, hair done in a mohawk while a black and silver messenger bag hung across his body. It was beautiful and intriguing and Alec was sure his heart had stopped until the man spoke.

“Hello. I'm sorry if I interrupted anything.” the male finally greeted, having been momentarily stunned himself at the contrast of dark hair, blue eyes and pale skin.

Alec snapped from his reverie at the sound, and the music major wanted to faint because no voice should sound that damn good. “Not at all. You didn't have to knock, though. I thought the admin office still gave out keys?” He replied inquisitively, stepping aside to let the other inside.

“Yeah, well, my last uni was, uhm...active. A lot. Or at least my loftmates were.” The roommate said as he set his bag down behind the couch, turning to look at Alec and offer his hand. “I'm Magnus, by the way. Transferred in from PCA in France.”

“France?” Alec asked before a faint blush colored his cheeks and he shook Magnus’ hand. “Oh, uh, I'm Alec.”

“Oui.” Magnus said with a grin. “I was there to get an adventure. When I finished most of my courses, I decided to come back to the States.” he explained. “The dorms here are quite large.”

“Large and soundproof.” ALec agreed. “Unless the students in this hall are just not getting any.” He crossed his arms a little and laughed with Magnus, looking around. “Uh, do you want a quick tour?”

“Sure,” Dark eyes returned to Alec from where he’d been looking at the guitar propped on the couch. He followed Alec around the couch and to the kitchen area.

“So the kitchen we have to keep stocked. My sister and I split our tips from work and keep each other fed, but our father sends money once a month out of some obligation his friends have guilted him into. Our mom sends care packages, so if there’s something you’d like, I’m sure she wouldn’t mind adding it.” he shrugged, pointing to their right as they faced the living area. “Laundry room and guest bathroom are that way, our rooms are on the other side.” He explained, leading the way. “Both of us have our own bathrooms, walk in closets, and the office area is the one at the end of the hall.” he pointed at the doors across from each other and then the one at the end of the hall as he spoke.

“The university pays to furnish all this?” Magnus inquired, sounding impressed.

“Most of it. If you decide to get your own furniture, you can have campus officials pull out the originals. It’s what I did.” Alec answered, smiling. “Do you need help with your stuff?”

Magnus gave a smile and nodded as he went to set his bag in the bed in his room. “That would be great, Alec. Thank you.”

[im-out-of-it]

season 2, episode 2 part 2 (kinda long but at least I’m a nice enough bitch to warn anyone)

41. the way Magnus says this is SO SAD!!!!!!!! like you can tell from his voice that he’s felt this shit in his soul. MAGNUS YOU ARE ENOUGH AND YOU ARE NOT A LOT OK (also don’t judge me with the light on the side, I was too tired to untangle the blinds for my cats sake)

42. I don’t get Luke and Jocelyn. they don’t have any chemistry

43. and why does Jocelyn look insulted when she sees Simon is a vampire? BITCH YOU ARE DATING A WEREWOLF! (if anyone wants to see the reaction, I have a video so if one person ask for it, I will do it) but she goes from being insulted to shocked to confused. I don’t know, I just don’t like how she looks almost disgusted as it’s a bad thing Simon is a vampire. and it’s all thanks to your daughter so thank her

44. welcome victor aldertree. he’s a massive dick but I do love the actor and love the accent (and why did they make him use an American one in the princess switch series 😭)

45. Alec and Izzy are really like what the actual fuck is this

46. “Maryse went behind my back”-Lydia girl, why are you shocked? Maryse is Maryse lmao and someone as commanding as Maryse isn’t going to want someone taking leadership away from her. so basically reverse reverse 😭

47. “let’s turn this institute around” meaning shadowhunters are the only ones who matter and downworlders, go home

48. you don’t need Alec to give jace a beating when valentines men are doing that but it still is better when Alec beats his ass

49. “let’s talk about jace”-aldertree. “well he’s my brother and I love him more than I should love a brother”-what clary is thinking 💀 I mean though, is it love? because when I watch their scenes, it doesn’t come off as love. even Izzy and Raphael had more chemistry than clary and Jace do

50. Aldertree just making notes while clary is telling them about jace warning them all lmao how did she think it would sound?????

51. look at Valentine cooking a home cooked meal. and they say Valentine has no heart. spaghetti is a delicacy. I’d be honored to get a home cooked meal just saying

52. “the lightwoods took me in, they made me strong, and they’re my family.”-jace. well you have a funny way of showing it. Jace said in episode 13 of season 1 that Maryse and Robert aren’t his parents and even hinted at them being traitors. and now it’s been a few days and he’s back on them being his family. so jace, is Alec and Izzy your family or only when it’s convenient for you? look, I can understand if he’s having identity crises but it’s hard to take him serious when one day he says he hates Robert and Maryse and the next day he loves them. do you like them or not? he flips back and forth so much

53. and how can you feel bad for him? sociopaths are known to lie and Valentine has mastered it. “she left you to die in idris” makes you wonder if Valentine is talking about Celine or “Jocelyn”. but still jace believes practically every word Valentine says- and we are supposed to believe he’s the fiercest shadowhunter of his time? ok sure

54. “you’ve felt more powerful than everyone else around you” ok I get what Valentine is trying to say but so the fact he has angel blood or whatever, he can jump high and shit? Jace would be dead if Alec didn’t babysit him all the time and if Izzy wasn’t there. he would be dead without Magnus. in the AU episode, he’s almost dying from demon venom but y’all really think clary could have portaled him out? no, they both need Magnus. and clary’s rune ability only goes so far which isn’t even known yet. and who do jace and clary constantly go to for their issues? Magnus, alec, and Izzy. they would be done if it wasn’t for that trio. and every situation alec and Izzy are in is because clary and Jace started shit they couldn’t finish

55. so let me get this straight. Valentine wanted the perfect weapon with good shadowhunter blood and demon blood yet he’s out there killing downworlders because of their blood. MAKE IT MAKE SENSE

56. Malec first fight part 2

57. Magnus calling Alec’s ass out 😭

58. no but for real, I’m glad Magnus is standing there saying “I like you Alec and I’m happy with you but I’m not standing for this treatment. I haven’t wronged you in any way and I don’t deserve to be treated in this manner.” literally Magnus wants to help Alec but he’s not going to tolerate being treated the way Alec is handling everything. it’s not Magnus’s fault if jace decided to leave

59. and the thing that gets me the most is Alec isn’t even thinking about how his words affect Magnus. Magnus is seriously so emotional right now. but I wonder (and I’m not a psychologist but I did go to school for it) (and it’s not that hard to read a persons mind or whatever) but what if the way Alec is acting reminds Magnus of how shadowhunters treat him in general? “Magnus has a mistrust of shadowhunters” was said by hodge in season one. downworlders get treated less than and Alec isn’t a bad person but what if the way Alec is treating him slightly reminds Magnus of that?

AND ALSO ALL OF THAT AND ALEC IS LIKE BUT BABE YOU WONT HELP ME? ALEC MY BOY PLEASE LOOK IN THE MIRROR

60. Alec clearly isn’t thinking but what I appreciate of Malec as a couple and Alec and Magnus as characters is their ability to call people out on their toxic behavior but also apologize when they’re wrong

61. JUST LOOK AT MAGNUS HES SO SAD ALSO THAT GLITTER EYELINER IS FIRE BUT ALSO THEY LOWKEY TOOK AWAY HIS GLITTERY EYESHADOW AND THAT UPSETS ME

62. I always love when Alec points his hand up because he’s like wait a fucking second and Magnus is out

63. but I agree with mags- vodka and steak is my go to as well ✨🍸🥩

64. Aldertree really said to the downworlders get the fuck out disrespectfully lmao

65. I mean at least Luke is safe but Simon is homeless and you just kicked him out. I get they are on lockdown but the issue is Valentine and jace technically not the downworlders. they should have a community for downworlders for each to have a safe space. like for the vampires if they don’t have a clan or want one, for the seelies, the werewolves if they don’t have a pack and don’t want one. like there should be safety precautions to safeguard all of these people

66. and also aren’t shadowhunters supposed to defend the world from evil demons? I’m sorry but some of them are such hypocrites

67. I didn’t make this note last time but I love how they made the runes black and sleeker. they look so much better

68. ah shit, Izzy and Alec are dismissed

69. aldertree is seen as evil but the man has a point. Jace knew Valentine’s plan or that it was a set up and it’s partially clary’s fault for not listening. Valentine didn’t care about the book of the white, he wanted Jocelyn to wake. Jace at many times has done wrong things but got away with it (and Alec took majority of the blame)

70. Alec: you can’t do this. Aldertree is like I just did bitch. now Alec is sitting on his revenge and vendetta against aldertree 😭

so I’m stopping at 71 and there’s twenty ish minutes left so halfway there!!!!!! and isn’t this better than not doing a million posts?????? I’ll probably try to either do one later tonight or tomorrow ✨

[shippergirl121fic]

Thank you @callivich for tagging me. Here are my answers to some of the questions.

3. What’s a headcanon you can’t stop thinking about?

That Mickey’s really kinky in the bedroom. He always wants to try new stuff to spice up their sex life.

5. What’s an idea you’d love to create if you had the time/inspiration?

That’s a good question. I have so many ideas that I want to write, but the one I think about a lot lately is for one of your prompts Calli. The one where Ian crosses the border with Mickey and likes the dress that Mickey’s wearing. I really want to write that, because I want to show that Trevor was nothing but a replacement for Mickey and that Ian’s the happiest when he’s with Mickey. Also I want Ian to appreciate Mickey’s chest tattoo.  

8. What’s your favourite season? And has this changed after multiple rewatches of the show?

S4. Mickey’s character development was so awesome in this season.  

11. What line/dialogue/description from something else (a poem, a book, a tv show, a movie or something else) do you feel describes Ian and Mickey’s relationship?

There’s another show that I really love its called Shadowhunters and there’s also a gay couple in the show. I really liked that line from Alec to Magnus, where he said. “But you and me… we always seem find our way back to each other.” I think that describes Ian and Mickey’s relationship. No matter what circumstances pull them apart or how hard they try to move on they always find their way back to each other.

Tagging: @juliakayyy @sleepyfacetoughguy @too-schoolforcool @energievie @whatwouldmickeydo

[x-ceirios-x]

City of Lost Souls, Chapter 20: A Door Into The Dark

please see the masterlist for notes about this series/collection of works

Alec slammed his hand against the button in the small cage elevator, and slumped back against the wall. “How much time do we have?”

Rowan checked the glowing screen of their phone. “Forty minutes. Give or take.”

The elevator lurched upward. Rowan cast a covert glance at Alec. He looked tired—dark circles were under his eyes. Despite his height and strength, Alec, with his blue eyes and soft black hair almost to his collar, looked more delicate than he was. “I’m fine,” he said, answering their unspoken question. “I should be asking you, actually. Isn’t Mom going to kill you for spending so much time away from home? I’m eighteen. I can do what I want.”

“I texted Maryse and told her I was with you and Magnus. She knows I’ve been crashing with him since dad got shipped off to Moscow,” Rowan said as the elevator came to a stop. “It’s not like she didn’t know where I was. How are you two, anyway?”

Alec reached across them and pulled the elevator’s inside cage door open. “What?”

“I don’t know, Alec, you two seem…tense. I may be preoccupied lately but I’m not blind. Kinda hard not to notice when your two best friends are in a spat.”

Alec shot them an incredulous look as he stepped out into the entryway. “Everything’s going to hell in a handbasket and you want to know about my relationship with Magnus.” 

They laughed. It sounded scarily genuine. “Alec, if I don’t think about anything else, I’m going to lose my mind and punch a wall. Or Andy again.”

Alec, who had known Rowan’s occasional temper long enough to know that wasn’t a threat but a likely outcome of the evening, changed the topic. “Magnus and I are okay, I guess.”

“You two get into a fight I didn’t hear about or something?” they asked. 

Alec was tapping his fingers against the wall as they raced along, a sure sign that he was uncomfortable. As was Rowan, evident by them biting at their nails. “Don’t meddle in my love life. If you want to go there, what about Simon? You two obviously like each other.”

They stammered and finally landed on, “Bullshit.”

“You are, actually,” Alec said, sounding as if it surprised him, too, now that he thought about it. He’d never known Rowan to be a romantic—not even when they were dating Jace. It was rare to see them so interested in someone like a normal teenager would be. “The way you freaked out at the lake when the Angel appeared—”

“I thought Simon was dead!”

“What, more dead?” said Alec unkindly. Seeing the expression on their face, he shrugged. “Look, if you like him, fine. I just don’t see why you won’t tell him that.”

“Because he doesn’t like me.”

“Of course he does. He follows you around like a lost puppy. All the time. And I thought he was bad with Clary.”

They shot him a venomous look. “It’s not a good time, all right?”

“Rowan,” Alec said, and now there was a kindness in his voice, the tone they associated with him most often—love and exasperation mixed together. He sounded like the boy that wiped their tears from nightmares and picked up the broken pieces of their heart a few too many times, the boy who called them an idiot for falling in love with someone who would only break their heart but never said I told you so. Now, things were a little different. “When are you going to start believing that not everyone that looks at you is going to think you’re strange?” They opened their mouth to speak but no words came out. His comment affected them more than he thought it would. Nevertheless, he continued. “I won’t tell you I understand all this. I don’t understand how you feel. But someone out there—Simon—is going to love you despite it.” He thought for a moment, then quickly corrected himself. “Not despite it. Including it. You have to let him.”

Rowan stayed silent, their eyes forward, fixated on the carpet beneath their boots. 

They had almost reached the library. Their ears perked up, suddenly, and they put their hand out in front of him. “Listen,” they said, their voice barely above a whisper. Voices were coming from the library, the first one stringent and immediately recognizable as Maryse. 

“What do you mean she’s missing?”

“No one’s seen her in two days,” said another voice—soft, female, and slightly apologetic. “She lives alone, so people weren’t sure—but we thought, since you know her brother—”

Without a pause Alec straight-armed the door of the library open. Rowan ducked past him to see Maryse sitting behind the massive mahogany desk in the center of the room. In front of her stood two familiar figures: Aline Penhallow, dressed in gear, and beside her Helen Blackthorn, her curly hair in disarray. Behind Maryse, just off to the side, stood Andy, who had briefly paused reading something over shoulder. In a chair nearby perched Isabelle, suddenly sitting upright. Everyone turned, looking surprised, as the door opened. Helen, beneath her freckles, was pale; she was also in gear, which drained the color out of her skin even more. Isabelle was in lounge clothes and Andy was in an outfit she would probably wear while training. 

“Rowan,” said Maryse, rising to her feet. “Alexander. What’s happened?” 

Aline reached for Helen’s hand. Silver rings flashed on both their fingers. The Penhallow ring, with its design of mountains, glinted on Helen’s finger, while the intertwined thorn pattern of the Blackthorn family ring adorned Aline’s. Rowan felt their eyebrows go up; exchanging family rings was serious business. Aline started, “If we’re intruding, we can go—”

“No, stay,” Rowan said, striding forward. “We might need you.”

Maryse settled back into her chair. “So,” she said. “My children grace me with their presence. Where have you two been?”

“Magnus’s,” Rowan said, their eyes narrowing. “I told you.”

“Why?” Maryse demanded. “And I'm not asking you, Alexander, I’m asking the child who is in my custody who I havent heard from in two days.”

“The Clave stopped looking for Jace and Jensen,” Rowan said, jumping on the defensive. “I wasn’t giving up that easily.”

“And Magnus was willing to help,” Alec added, trying to diffuse the situation before it got worse. “He’s been up all these nights, searching through spell books, trying to figure out where Jace might be. He even raised the—”

“No.” Maryse put a hand up to silence him. “Don’t tell me. I don’t want to know.” The black phone on her desk started to ring. They all stared at it. A black phone call was from Idris. No one moved to answer it, and in a moment it was silent. “Why are you here?” Maryse demanded, turning her attention back to her children. 

“I was looking for my brother—” Rowan started again. 

“It’s the Clave’s job to do that," Maryse snapped. She looked tired, Rowan noticed, the skin stretched thin under her eyes. Lines at the corners of her mouth drew her lips into a frown. She was thin enough that the bones of her wrists seemed to protrude. “Not yours.”

Alec, this time, slammed his hand down on the desk, hard enough to make the drawers rattle. “Would you listen to us? The Clave didn’t find Jace, but we did. And Sebastian right along with him. And now we know what they're planning, and we have—” he glanced at the clock on the wall— “barely any time to stop them. Are you going to help or not?”

The black phone rang again. Again Maryse didn’t even move to answer it. She was looking at Alec, her face white with shock. “You did what?”

“We know where they are, Mom,” said Rowan pleadingly. “Or, where he’s going to be. And what he’s going to do. We know Sebastian's plan and he has to be stopped.”

Rowan and Alec launched into the story, carefully leaving out the parts that might upset her even more. It was a concise explanation, one that left everyone else’s jaws on the floor. Maryse stood very still, her features immobile. When they were done, she said in a hushed voice: 

“Why have you done these things?”

Alec looked taken aback.

“For Jace. And for Jensen,” Rowan said angrily. “For your sons, Maryse, or have you forgotten?”

Isabelle rushed to their side, pulling them back from starting an argument they couldn’t finish. Rowan exchanged a look with her, an angry one, but Isabelle understood. She probably understood better than anyone how Rowan was feeling. She needed them to explain it to Maryse in a way that would make her listen. 

Hurt flashed across Maryse’s face and she turned her undivided attention to Alec. "You realize that by putting me in this position, you give me no choice but to notify the Clave," said Maryse, her hand resting on the black phone. "I wish you hadn't come here." 

Isabelle's mouth went dry. "Are you seriously mad at them for finally telling you what's going on?"

"If I notify the Clave, they will send all their reinforcements. Jia will have no choice but to give them instructions to kill Jace on sight. Do you have any idea how many Shadowhunters Valentine's son has following him?

Alec shook his head. "Maybe forty, it sounds like."

"Say we brought twice as many as that. We could be fairly confident of defeating his forces, but what kind of chance would Jace have? There's almost no certainty he'd make it through alive. They'll kill him just to be sure."

"Then, we can't tell them," said Rowan. "We go ourselves. We can do this without the Clave."

But Maryse, looking at them, was shaking her head. "The Law says we have to tell them."

"I don't care about the Law!" Rowan snapped. They caught sight of Aline looking at them, and, with a silent look, dared her to challenge them.”

"Don't worry," Aline said. "I'm not going to say anything to my mother. I owe you guys. Especially you, Isabelle." She tightened her jaw, and Isabelle remembered the darkness under a bridge in Idris, and her whip tearing into a demon, its claws locked onto Aline. "And besides, Sebastian killed the real Sebastian Verlac. He was family. I have my own reasons to hate him, you know." She shared a confident look with Rowan, only egging them on further.

"Regardless," said Maryse. "If we do not tell them, we will be breaking the Law. We could be sanctioned, or worse."

"Worse?" said Alec. "What are we talking about here? Exile?"

"I don't know, Alexander," said his mother. "It would be up to Jia Penhallow, and whoever wins the Inquisitor's position, to decide our punishment."

"Maybe it'll be Dad," muttered Izzy. "Maybe he'll go easy on us."

“Aunt Jia will understand. I could talk to her—” Rowan began, but Maryse cut them off. 

“You are insinuating your relationship to the Consul will prevent her from sending down a harsh punishment? Really?” she demanded. “Rowan, as clever as you are, you can be incredibly naive.” She addressed them all. “You are all in over your heads. If we fail to notify them of this situation, there is no chance Robert will make Inquisitor. None.”

Isabelle took a deep breath. "Could we get our Marks stripped?" she said. "Could we.. lose the Institute?"

"Isabelle," said Maryse. "We could lose everything.”

[princesslightgiggles]

A Day of Surprises

It all started innocently enough. Magnus and Alec had been enjoying a quiet morning in bed, wrapped in each other's arms. Magnus had trailed his fingers lightly down Alec’s legs as he got up to get a glass of water and when he reached Alec’s feet, the Shadowhunter had jerked back, a startled giggle escaping his lips.

“Interesting,” Magnus had purred, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

Magnus struck and Alec’s reaction was immediate and uncontrollable, his body spasming at the sensation. He tried to pull away, but Magnus had him pinned, his deft fingers dancing across Alec’s sensitive soles.

“Magnus, stop!” Alec had begged between helpless laughter.

Ever since that morning, Magnus couldn’t resist the temptation to use a little magic to tickle Alec’s feet at the most unexpected moments. Alec, for his part, found himself in a constant state of nervous anticipation, trying to go about his day without revealing his secret.

---

At the Institute, Alec was deep in conversation with Isabelle and Jace about the latest demon activity. He leaned over the map spread out on the table, pointing out potential locations.

“And if we position ourselves here, we can—” Alec’s voice caught in his throat as a tingle spread across his feet. He stifled a gasp, his cheeks flushing.

Isabelle raised an eyebrow. “Are you okay, Alec?”

Alec nodded vigorously, trying to maintain his composure. “Yes, yes, I’m fine. Just… just a muscle spasm” he said, frantically stamping his foot.

Jace smirked. “Maybe you need to relax more, brother. You’ve been too tense lately.”

Alec forced a smile, but as the magical tickles intensified, he couldn’t help but shift from foot to foo and squirming in place, biting his lip to keep from laughing. He knew Magnus was behind this, and he silently vowed to get his revenge.

---

Throughout the day, the magical tickles would come and go. During training, Alec nearly dropped his seraph blade when an unexpected burst of tickling made him yelp. During a strategy meeting with Clary and Simon, he had to excuse himself, claiming he had to make an urgent call. He found a quiet spot in the building to wait for the tickling to stop and compose himself. If anyone had seen him giggling and cursing to himself while desperately rubbing at his feet to try and make the sensation stop; they would have thought him quite mad.

When the tickling stopped, Alec sighed in relief. But he knew Magnus well enough to expect another round soon.

---

Finally, after what felt like the longest day in history, Alec returned to the loft. Magnus was lounging on the couch, a book in hand, looking every bit the picture of innocence.

“Hello, darling,” Magnus greeted with a playful smile. “Rough day?”

Alec dropped his bag and crossed the room, his eyes narrowed. “You know exactly how my day was.”

Magnus’s smile widened. “Oh? And how was that?”

In a flash, Alec lunged, pinning Magnus to the couch. Magnus’s eyes widened in surprise, and before he could react, Alec’s fingers found their way to Magnus’s hips.

“Let’s see how you like it,” Alec said, his voice low with determination.

Magnus’s reaction was immediate and explosive. He burst into laughter, squirming helplessly beneath “Alexander, wait! Mercy!”

Alec’s fingers were relentless, tickling Magnus’s most sensitive spot. “Not so fun when it’s you, is it?”

Magnus’s laughter was contagious, filling the room with a joyous sound. He wriggled and tried to escape, but Alec was relentless, enjoying his moment of revenge.

Finally, when Magnus was breathless and tears of laughter streamed down his face, Alec relented, collapsing beside him on the couch.

“You’re a terrible man, Alexander,” Magnus gasped, still giggling.

Alec grinned, brushing a stray tear from Magnus’s cheek. “And you’re incorrigible. But I love you anyway.”

Magnus snuggled closer, a contented sigh escaping his lips. “I love you too, my ticklish Shadowhunter.”

They stayed like that, tangled together, the earlier annoyances of the day forgotten in the warmth of their shared laughter and love.

[lurafita]

Small Town Diner Malec AU first meeting

Thinking that Jace could actually be Magnus' deputy Partner. Then when Malec starts flirting Jace can be like "Come on, man, that's my best friend!" to Magnus, and "Come on, man, that's my Partner!" to Alec 🤣

Of course, the word "partner" could create some misunderstandings.

(I'm personally not a fan of misunderstandings. It seems to be a clichéd plot devise used just to generate needless drama, where characters jump to premature conclusions all the time, even though things could be so easily resolved if they just talked to each other. However, for comedic purposes, I could see an initial, very short lived, misunderstanding of that sort.)

Jace and Magnus entering the diner and coming up to the counter.

Jace: "Hey Alec, this is my new partner, Magnus. Magnus, this is Alec, my best friend." Magnus: "It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Ale… May I call Alexander?" Alec: "I.. uh- yeah, sure.. I- coffee! You guys want coffee! I need to go… to the back to get it! Be right back!" Alec runs into the back where Izzy was just about to step out into the diner after coming from Alec's apartment upstairs. Alec: "Izzy! Help! Jace has a new boyfriend and his boyfriend called me Alexander and I think I'm already half in love with him! I can't be a homewrecker, Iz! I can't lust after my best friend's boyfriend!" Izzy, skeptical eyebrow raised: "Jace? Mooning over Clary/Maia/Simon every chance he gets, Jace?" She steps up to the little round window in the door to look at the people at the counter. Turns back around to Alec, eyebrow still raised, this time less skeptical, and more exasperated: "And how exactly did Jace introduce his 'new boyfriend' to you?" Alec: "He said 'Hey Alec, this is my new partner, Magnus.' Magnus is such a pretty name, don't you think? Oh my god I'm the worst best friend in the world!" Izzy, slaps Alec over the head: "Alec! Stop this brainless drama and use your head. Jace told us the Sheriff was hiring a new deputy three days ago! They are both in uniform! That's obviously his work partner, not his romantic partner!" Alec: "… Not a word of this to anyone." Izzy: "I'll work it into my speech at your wedding."

To the Master post: https://www.tumblr.com/lurafita/744483785225224193/small-town-diner-malec-au?source=share