#meliorn x isabelle fanfiction

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Secrets,Secrets- part 1

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His hair fell onto his face for an imperfect moment. It was the smallest thing. No one else would ever notice it. Isabelle Lightwood did. She has been watching Meliorn since the beginning of the meeting and she really needs to stop. She knows if she keeps this up someone will notice her lack of subtlety.  

She glances over at her friends and realizes with a start that they are all looking back at her, a range of emotion spread over their faces. Alec looks at her with an urgency that makes her step back in surprise, her heal catching on the dips in the marble floor. Clary looks almost sad, Izzy thinks to herself. Is she that obvious? She takes a breath and glances over at Meliorn one last time before walking over to them. The sounds of her mother arguing with Raphael drounding out the clicking of her red bottoms.

“You need to stop Izzy” Alec says grasping onto her arm. “If the inquisitor catches you looking at him like that, shell know theres something happening. What happened to your self control?” He says the last thing under his breath as he turns back to watch the meeting. 

“He did” It comes out as barely a whisper but Clary was close enough to hear her and she wraps her arms around her waist in reassurance

“I know it hurts honey but you cant be caught with a downworlder” Clary’s face is twisted into concern and sorrow. Isabelle knows Clary doesn't like what she's saying but they all know its true. A hot fire burns up through her chest and she feels the anger pumping through her veins. Meliorn is more than just a “downworlder”. How could Clary say that? She needs to get out of here. Every cell in her body is aware of the eyes that could be on her. There are 20 sets of eyes in here and she needs to get away from all of them. She turns on her stiletto and is out the room in mere seconds. As soon as the marble doors close behind her she makes a b-line for the training room. She burst through the doors and tries to calm her breathing as she wraps her hands. With a rapid strangled scream she turns and hits the punching bag with a crack of her knuckles. A pain shoots up her arm and twists into her chest but she doesn't stop. His face flashes into her mind with every punch and crack of her fists.

It just won’t work Isabelle 

Your people slaughter mine how am I to ever trust you

Leave me alone I owe my life to the fae not to you, as hard as it is we can not keep doing this

But do you love me Meliorn

The fae call me... please don't follow after. 

“AGHHHHH” Her scream comes out broken and unattractive. She can’t help it. Her pain and anger burn through her blood and she curses the angelic part of her. All she wants is him but she can’t ever admit that. Why does she have to build up these walls? Who made her like this? Her mother she supposes. The clave? She cant think right now. All she can do is keep fighting. Every though tis drowned out by the sound of flesh hitting the leather of the punching bag and she couldn't have heard him enter the room even if she was listening for it. She spins around as she feels a familiar hand grasp her arm pulling it away from the bag. 

“Stop, Isabelle” He brings up her hand to his lips and kisses her bruised knuckles. Blood drips from his mouth as he pulls back. He doesn't seem to care.

She cant take it. Every nerve in her body is fighting and exploding as she stares into his eyes. She can almost see an actual forest in the green of his iris. With a lurch of her heart she pushes him away. Tears burn her eyes and come out in hot streams

“No NO , NO , NO. YOU CANT KEEP DOING THIS. YOUR A DOWNWORLDER. YOUR SCUM.” The words come out in a scream. It’s not convincing. They both know she doesn't believe that. He holds her arms against his chest and gives a weak smile. 

“Im sorry I shouldn't have stopped hear. I should go. Nothing has changed i shouldn't have come.” He backs away from licking her blood from his lips. 

“Meliorn please no-” He closes the door behind him before she can get the rest out. Her knees buckle under her and she sinks to the ground. With a shaky breath she pushes herself up. She is Isabelle Lightwood. She breaks the hearts and comes out untouched. She is strong and she will get over this. A single tear rolls down her cheek and she walks out if the training room. A new layer built up around her walls.

[dark-alice-lilith]

Title: Getaway

Pairing: Isabelle/Meliorn

Rating: E

Summary: “Thank you for bringing me out here.”

A/N: For @shadowhunterschallenges day 2 of their Rare, Obscure and Crack ship challenge.

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Hey, everyone! My name is Kris, and I am a fanfiction writer on Archive of Our Own. My account is very new, but I wanted to have a Tumblr account set up to allow me connect with my current and future followers! I will also use this to update people when I write new fanfics, and as I write more stories, I’ll possibly use this to give people sneak peeks on future works. 

[dark-alice-lilith]

Magnus

Sorry this took me so long. Anyways, pairings include: Magnus/Alec, Magnus/Lydia, Magnus & Isabelle, Magnus & Ragnor, and Magnus/Meliorn. I hope you enjoy!

1. Alec

Magnus closed his eyes as he felt Alec’s lips on his neck. He let out a soft moan as kisses were pressed to his skin and he hugged Alec closer. One of Alec’s hand began to move down his chest, touching the bare skin that the v-cut of his shirt revealed. Magnus arched into the touch and brought Alec’s face back up for another kiss, swiping his tongue along Alec’s bottom lip.

Alec eagerly parted his lips and moaned. Magnus’ shirt was pushed up and Alec’s hand moved along toned abs. Magnus let out another soft moan, hands going to Alec’s waist. He could feel something hard pressed against his thigh and he ached for more. He opened his eyes as Alec broke their kiss. He looked so beautiful. His hair was a mess from Magnus’ hands running through it and his neck was covered in bites.

Alec shed his jacket and tossed it to the ground. He reached for the bottom on his shirt and pulled it off, tossing that aside as well. Magnus’ heart beat even faster as he stared at Alec’s chest. He moved a hand to Alec’s stomach and slowly moved it up, through the trail of soft hair.

“I want to have sex with you.”

Magnus’ hand paused and he looked up at Alec with a shocked expression. It wore off after a second and he pulled his hand away, pulling his own shirt back down. “Alexander,” He started, still surprised by Alec’s forwardness. He paused for a moment and took in the sight of the beautiful man on top of him before shaking his head. “No.”

Alec blinked a couple of times, a flash of hurt and confusion in his eyes. He opened and closed his mouth a couple of times before moving off of Magnus. He seemed lost for a moment before looking over at Magnus again. “Why not? Do-do you not want me?”

“Oh Alexander,” Magnus said, sitting up and moving closer to Alec. “It’s not that I don’t want you. I think about having sex with you quite often.”

“Then why did you say no?”

Magnus sighed and took Alec’s hand. “Alec, have you ever had sex before?”

Alec shook his head. “No.”

Magnus gently touched Alec’s cheek with his free hand, caressing it with his thumb. “My darling, sex is not something you want to just dive into. We should sit down and talk about it first.”

“Why?”

“You’re a virgin, Alec, and there is a lot about sex you might not know about. We need to set boundaries and talk about protection, and I want to make sure that you are one hundred percent sure about having sex before we do it. I’ve lived a long time, Alexander, and I’ve been through my share of regrets when it comes to sex. I don’t want you to have them, and I especially don’t want you to going into it before you’re absolutely sure that you are ready.”

“I am ready, Magnus. I’ve been thinking about this for a while now.” A slight blush appeared on Alec’s cheeks and he looked down at the ground. “I uh-I actually went out and bought condoms which was actually very weird because I didn’t know that there would be so many.”

Magnus chuckled softly. “And did you bring these with you?”

Alec nodded and reached into his pocket, pulling out a small square. He handed it over to Magnus. “I just grabbed a box and got out of there as quick as possible.”

Magnus looked down at the condom in his hand before smiling up at Alec. “You can be so adorable.” Alec blushed again. “This isn’t a band brand. A little on the cheap side, but it’s not bad. This is something else that we’re going to need to talk about, Alec. If you are embarrassed about buying them, then you aren’t necessarily ready for sex.”

“I wasn’t embarrassed, I just didn’t know there would be so many. It was a little overwhelming.”

Magnus slipped the condom back into Alec’s pocket. “You hold onto this for a different day, and after we’ve talked about it, we can use it. Okay?”

Alec nodded. “Okay.” He looked around the loft for a moment, rubbing his neck before looking back at Magnus. “Can we uh-can we go back to kissing? I was enjoying that.”

Magnus smiled and pulled Alec in for another kiss. “Of course we can go back to kissing.”

2. Lydia (masquerade au)

Lydia stood off to the side, watching as couples danced. She could spot the princess switching partners with one of the princes, while the eldest prince danced closely with a man. Her and her family had come to this kingdom on a visit, looking for an alliance with the Lightwoods.

Someone tapped her shoulder and she turned around, finding herself frozen when she locked eyes with a pair of yellow eyes very similar to a cat’s. They looked beautiful and dangerous. Lydia couldn’t help but to stare.

“May I have this dance, Princess Branwell?” The man asked. She couldn’t make out his face, hidden behind a cat mask. She  nodded and allowed herself to be led to the middle of the dance floor. She could hear whispering from the couples close to them, but couldn’t make out what any of them were saying.

“Your eyes. They’re beautiful.”

The man smiled. “Thank you. My name is Magnus, I am the high warlock of this kingdom.”

“Oh, I’ve heard about you,” She said. “Not much, but your magic is well known across the kingdoms.”

Magnus smiled again. “And I have heard of you, Lydia. The triumphs in your kingdom. You are very similar to our Prince Alexander. I am glad that our kingdoms have come together today to celebrate our new alliance.” He snapped his fingers and a rose appeared in his hand. He handed it over to her before pressing a kiss to her cheek. “I do hope to see you again, Lydia.”

And then he was gone, leaving Lydia standing there in surprise.

3. Isabelle

“I want to ask Alec to marry me.”

Isabelle looked up in shock, staring at Magnus who was nervously looking down at his cup of coffee. The warlock had texted her earlier that day to met him in a diner by the institute. She had had some paperwork to finish, but she was now glad that she had put that on hold.

“Magnus! Oh my God!” She reached out and placed a hand on his arm. “Honestly, I’m surprised neither of you have asked yet.” It was true, Alec and Magnus had been dating for almost five years and everyone had started making bets to when they would be getting engaged. “Alec is going to be so happy. He loves you so much.”

Magnus let out a soft sigh and looked up at Isabelle. “I know he loves me, but, how do I know if he actually wants to spend the rest of his life with me? I’m his first relationship, his first everything. Hardly anyone ever ends up marrying the first person they fell in love with.”

Isabelle took Magnus’ hand and gave his a squeeze. “Shadowhunters do.” She gave him a smile when he raised an eyebrow. “It’s true. We’re like coyotes, we look to mate for life.” She gave his hand another squeeze. “He’ll say yes. I know he’ll say yes to you.”

“How can you be so sure? No one’s ever wanted to marry me before. What if he says no?” Isabelle frowned as Magnus pulled his hand away and started to play with the rings on his fingers. He stared out the window, watching as mundanes walked by. “Honestly, no one’s ever wanted to spend the rest of their life with me,” He whispered after a few minutes. He looked sad and vulnerable and Isabelle wanted nothing more than to get up and hug him.

“My brother loves you more than he’s ever loved anything, and I’ve never seen him as happy as he is when he’s with you. I know how my brother feels about you, and I know that he would love to marry you, Magnus. He loves you so much.”

Magnus pulled something out of his pocket and handed it over to Isabelle. “I hope you’re right, I had this made for him months ago.”

Isabelle accepted the small box and gasped when she opened it. “Oh Magnus! He’s going to love this. It’s beautiful.” She handed the box back over and smiled. “I honestly never thought my brother was going to open himself up to anyone. I’m glad that he met you, Magnus.”

Magnus smiled. “Me too.”

4. Ragnor (Hogwarts AU)

“Magnus, haven’t I told you enough times to stop sneaking around the castle in the middle of the night?”

The black cat in front of him seemed to glare at him for a long moment before turning into a human. Magnus crossed his arms over his chest, cat eyes shining in the flickering lights of the hallway. “There are hundred black cats at this school, how do you always know it’s me?”

“Because I know you,” Ragnor replied. “You’re going to get in a lot of trouble one of these days.”

“Are you actually going to give me detention this time?”

“Go back to your dormitory, Magnus,” Ragnor sighed. “And watch out for Peeves, I saw him near the Room of Requirement.”

Magnus smiled at Ragnor. “Thank you, Ragnor.”

“And tell Lightwood hello for me.”

“Who said I was meeting him?”

“Because I’ve already caught him sneaking around,” Ragnor replied with a smile as Magnus stared at him in shock. “Don’t worry, he’s not in trouble and neither are you. I was young once too.” He turned around to go check the next hallway. “Good night, Magnus.”

5. Meliorn

“Well, aren’t you a sight to behold.”

Meliorn looked up from his drink to see Magnus casually leaning against the bar. “Magnus, come to mingle with the rest of us?”

“Only the pretty ones,” Magnus replied with a wink. “I don’t normally see you in here, Meliorn. Special occasion?”

“I wanted a drink,” Meliorn said, holding up his cup before downing the rest of it. “And to see if I could take someone home tonight.”

Magnus smiled. “I could come home with you.”

Meliorn raised an eyebrow. “You want to come home with me?”

Magnus shrugged. “Why not? You’re attractive and it’s been awhile since I’ve had sex with anyone. So what do you say? Would you like to get out of here?”

Meliorn nodded. “Lead the way.”