#mobwife!alec

[alexanderlightweight]

hello! I just wanted to ask which fics are in the dressed to kill mobwife!Alec verse if it's not too much trouble. I hope your wednesday is going well and give Nightshade all the pets!

okay here we go, i think this is all of them in the order of my first meta rambling and then what i've written so far.

my wednesday is going splendidly, thank you! I hope you are having a good day too!

nightshade is doing great! he just dunked himself in his pool and came in to be dried off (so nightshade loves water a lot and we have to have a dog pool for his own safety, but that means every time he goes out to pee he jumps in after to cool off) luckily we can throw the towels outside. but he's very happy and content and snoring right now.

[alexanderlightweight]

Hi! First its been a bit but I wanted to say I loved your addition to mobwife Alec I asked for last time 💚💚 your writing is just absolutely wonderful and I have enjoyed everything you have written.

Two I saw daemon verse interest in one of your ask answers 👀 so out of curiosity any current fic idea for this you could do?

i'm glad you liked it!!! thank you

and yes i do have a few daemon ideas and here is one of them!

hope you enjoy!

lumine

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Jayr snaps his mouth angrily at the young daemon who keeps trying to approach him. The river otter hisses at him and he flicks his tail, daring it to approach him.

The daemon chitters angrily, retreating to hi

“Keep your daemon under control.” Fray snaps, like that is in any way something appropriate to say. Alec’s dealt with her for weeks now and her otter is constantly trying to challenge Jayr.

It shows her disrespect of him and now, with this… Alec will no longer be lenient.

“Jayr.” Alec says, voice a cold command and then his alligator daemon rumbles and advances forward. In an instant, Fray’s daemon is pinned under his claws. Jace’s daemon lets out a distressed noise and Jayr turns, leveling a look on the hawk, just daring it to interfere.

“It seems Fray isn’t the only one in need of a lesson.” Alec says and he sighs, because of course this is what he has to deal with on top of everything else.

“Alec, we aren’t challenging.” Izzy says, hand on Jace’s arm and he’d love to believe it, except that Jace’s hawk is staring at him angrily. This always happens when Jace disagrees with him, but rarely is it so blatant.

“Izzy, you’re clearly emotionally compromised.” He tells his little sister dryly and motions to his commanders. “Izzy is off duty for the rest of the week. Divide her work between whose left and send any excess to Idris.” It’s with a frown that he turns to Jace and then he just waits a minute before he shakes his head.

“I’m disappointed.” Is all he lets himself say and the shock of him saying the words aloud and in hearing of other hunters clearly shocks Jace.

“Take Fray to an isolation cell. Jace isn’t allowed on any levels besides the one his room is on, or to go anywhere than the training hall, his room and the cafeteria.” He turns to Jace again and stares him down. “If I find out that you’ve injured yourself or another hunter by taking out your frustrations inappropriately, you’ll be in an isolation cell as well.”

Fray is enough of a problem that Alec knows he can no longer afford any mercy and well, he’s given them plenty of time not to be idiots. This is on them and he feels no pity for the two looks of angry resignation, or the hateful one Fray sends him.

There’s a hiss as the otter threatens and then even tries to bite Jayr and then his jaws open wide, saliva dripping out.

“Just a nip.” Alec allows and Jayr’s mouth snaps shut, the tip of the now wailing otter’s tail in his mouth.

“If you don’t want to suffer the consequences of your actions, then don’t start fights you can’t and won’t win.” Alec tells Fray flatly, ignoring how she’s shaking and when Jace goes to hold her, he’s stopped by hunters.

“Challenge witnessed.” His hunters say around him and then Alec turns, towering over Fray.

“If you ever challenge Jayr and I again, it will be returned tenfold, rather than something so simple.”

Alec walks out of the room and when he’s alone with just his soul, he sighs and rubs his face with his hands.

“We need to meet the high warlock tonight.” Jayr reminds him, shifting to a much softer form that he uses to press up against Alec.

“M’hmm.” Alec agrees, petting through soft fur and the secret he’s guarded for years. Not once has Jayr ever come close to settling and Alec knows that while others might be wary from what it means, Alec knows it’s just his soul looking for the right connection.

[alexanderlightweight]

Before prompting (which woo boi pushing through my anxiety to do this took a hot second XD) just wanted to say thank you for all the absolutely outstanding content, my first day off every week is Wednesday and your writing has become the perfect way to detach from work and destress my brain so again thank you!

I saw a tiktok today that I just went omg mobwife!Alec and I am sharing a screenshot but also more mobwife!Alec please?

i'm so proud of you! good job even though that must have been a lot pushing through the anxiety. i'm glad the days work well together and i'm happy you look forward to my writing! i was very happy getting your ask and prompt and just everything! i'm really happy to share wednesdays and writing with people!

here we go! more mob!wife alec and i hope you enjoy and i love this picture and image and he absolutely wears it and he also wears these a lot cause i realize i never added a picture

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“You know he’s gonna bring Alec, honey.” Mari warns as she fluffs her skirt and pats down her waist. “There’s never a chance he’ll show up anywhere without him, but especially not a strip club. What were you thinking, anyway?”

“Jamie changed the venue.” Leo grumbles and he sounds as miserable as she feels. “You’re not gonna be able to pull him away from Bane, are you?”

Mari shakes her head, truly sympathetic and also filled with a little vindictive glee.

“Alec didn’t like that secretary touching Bane, you think he’s going to put up with girls hoping to score? He’ll be sticking close tonight.”

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“When you said a strip club, this is not what I thought you meant.” Alexander admits and his nose crinkles in distaste as the vast amount of naked, mundane bodies on display.

“Would you have stayed home?” Magnus asks, genuinely curious and Alexander gives him a grumpy, petulant look and sighs.

“No Magnus, I would not have stayed home. I just wouldn’t have worn something with so much skin myself.” Alexander looks intensely uncomfortable, “it’s suspiciously sticky in here and for once, I wish it was ichor.”

Magnus muffles a chuckle in Alexander’s hair and uses his magic pass over his boy’s skin.

“Better?” He murmurs and Alexander nods against him in relief, his entire body coated with a thin layer of magic that will look like specks of glitter when he shifts.

“I love you.” Alexander murmurs into the crook of his neck and Magnus genuinely wishes they didn’t have to worry about a faerie aphrodisiac being leaked into the mundane world. If they didn’t, he could have Alexander back home where they could be reading together, in bed or having dinner just the two of them in some country across the world.

“I’m taking you to France, in the morning.” Magnus tells him, “we’ll go to that place with that little river you loved, the one you spent the morning hunting crayfish in.”

Alexander genuinely looks interested at that and he perks up a bit before he eyes the stage and deflates again.

“Just stay close.” Magnus tells him, because the last thing he needs is Alexander away from him and being swarmed by mundanes who think he’s pretty. Which is something that has happened before on the mundane levels of Pandemonium.

“Like I’m going anywhere.” Alexander scoffs and he steps even closer, letting Magnus wrap his arms around him and pull him flush to him.

Magnus hums and kisses his neck and lets his fingers play with the threads of Alexander’s corset and he wonders just how much it would cost him to bribe Alexander onto the stage.

“No,” his boy mutters, giving him an unamused but loving glare, “I can see something going on in your head, Magnus. I don’t know what it is, but no.”

“Next time.” Magnus promises, because that would be a little cruel to try for tonight and then he’s guiding Alexander over to the group they’re supposed to be a part of.

The start of it goes well enough, until the drinks start coming and then things go sour.

Alexander freezes from where he’s drinking his champagne and he eyes the cup consideringly before he reaches out and plucks Mari’s glass away from her and he instead drinks it.

To the increasing shock and horror of the man across from them all.

“Alec?” Mari asks, confusion and wariness in her voice as she eyes the glass Alexander is now holding.

“Magnus—” Alexander slurs, eyes going hazy almost instantly, “sa’ hot in here babe.”

“What was in that?” Magnus asks, voice furious and heated as he takes the glass from Alexander and sniffs it. He recoils a moment later and sends a vicious, seething glare to the man he was supposed to meet tonight.

“This is an extremely volatile aphrodisiac.” Magnus says lowly and he stares at the mundane, “it’s been known to kill half the people who consume it.”

Mostly because half of the people consuming it are mundanes and it will kill them with pleasure.

A little death still kills, after all.

There’s silence in their little section for a bare moment and then the man is being penned down by Leo’s personal security and Mari is being sat down by Leo into a chair.

“Leo, you will deal with this. Won’t you?” Magnus asks, voice cruel and casual as he gets an arm around Alexander’s waist. His boy is stable, even while drugged and listless and the arm he slings around Magnus’ neck is firm and sturdy, meaning Alexander is playing up the affects to a degree.

“Do you need a doctor?” Leo offers, shaky and worried, and Magnus knows that he means well but he scoffs and shakes his head.

“There are very few I trust with my husband, Leo. Especially on nights like tonight.”

—

“Why did you drink it, sweetheart?” Magnus asks when he finally gets Alexander to their loft and his boy is sweating and miserable and touch-hungry and grumpy about it.

“The dosage would have killed a mundane.” Alexander gasps out, “I didn’t recognize the scent, but I knew it wouldn’t kill me.”

“Not good enough!” Magnus bites out as he gets Alexander undressed and in the cool, tepid water of the bath. “You don’t put yourself in danger like that, ever. Especially not for something as reckless as this. “

Alexander pouts up at him and sighs and then admits, “I knew we’d have to leave if I drank it. Plus, it was evidence, someone is definitely leaking faerie drugs into the mundane world.”

Magnus hisses like a scalded cat and cups Alexander’s wet face between his palms. “I’ll make up a reason, if you’re going to be dosed with something like this, it should at least be a good experience. Not this!” Magnus sighs in exasperation and adds oils to the cold water that Alexander is shivering in.

“Honestly, darling.” Magnus chides as he lets his magic untangle the aphrodisiac and drugs apart from each other so he can purge the mundane drugs from Alexander’s body. It won’t be so easy with anything else, but mundane drugs don’t affect shadowhunters accept as a mild allergy.

“Love you.” Alexander slurs cheekily and Magnus uses magic to make him hold his breath and then dunks him, scrubbing his hair viciously before pulling him back up.  Alexander splutters and shakes his hair, water going everywhere as he pouts up at Magnus.

“Menace!” Magnus tells him, suddenly exhausted and relieved and far less likely to destroy half of New York’s criminal underbelly.

[alexanderlightweight]

Another prompt i shall giveth thee, because my mind cant stop working for anything.

For all my genderfluid people out there i would like one where alec finds out about the LGBTQ+ comunity and besides loving a man alec is also genderfluid. I ask this because in your mobwife au we see alec in heels and the headcannon of alec teaching izzy how to do it and keeps it up lives rent free in the abandoned building that is my mind, and because of it alec has relizations of his own.

Thank you

hey i love the prompts i get and you've sent in great ones! this was quite fun for me! i am genderqueer so this is a bit more geared towards my brain and headcanon of alec. i hope you enjoy!

lumine

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It’s the heels that do it.

Not the heels themselves, but what they represent and how they show Alec what he’s missing.

Izzy is delighted when he starts to work with her on wearing heels and Alec finds himself envious. Not of the heels or her joy, but that she’s found a way to freely express her intimate and personal self and that it brings her so much joy.

Alec doesn’t understand it, because he’s a soldier before he’s a person and while his parents have always made it clear that he’s the first son, that he has a duty to continue the Lightwood name and sire children, Alec knows thats the duty of any heir.

To bear or sire more nephilim to fight. It has nothing to do with the fact that people call him a man and everything to do with the fact that he's the firstborn.

He’s a soldier and heir in the way that Izzy is a woman, Alec decides one day. Because it’s the only thing he can think of that fit. Izzy loves her femininity and she embraces it with an eager passion that Alec finds himself envious of.

There isn’t much that Alec finds himself enjoying about himself or who and what he is.

Until Magnus.

Magnus who lets Alec exist but doesn’t push and when Alec finally settles down with him, lets himself soften and unveil his raw edges… he learns.

He’s not just a soldier but he’s still not a man.

Alec is Magnus’ boy.

That’s probably one of his favorite ones.

Because Alec never got a chance to be anything but a soldier when growing up and living and the only thing he has to do as Magnus’ boy, is be loved and love in return.

Sometimes Alec is referred to as a man by others and he’s vaguely amused, a small smirk on his lips. It’s not something that he considers needing to share or explain until Magnus asks him, one day.

When he explains, Magnus is curiously silent and gentle and he just smiles, telling Alec that when he’s curious to learn more. When he’s more settled into himself than just a soldier and as Magnus’, that Magnus will be happy to help him explore and learn just what he’s comfortable with.

[alexanderlightweight]

Not a prompt just wanted to say hi and that I loved the addition to the mobwife verse from my prompt and wanted to thank you for all the wonderful writing and I hope you, saeths and nightshade are having a wonderful day!! (Also the mermay prompts have been chefs kiss lol)

i'm so glad, thank you for the prompt and for contributing to more mobwife!alec

we are having a great day! nightshade is napping in his den because he wore himself out playing and @saeths is working on their rotumblr blog.

thank you, i have a couple more mermay prompts that i'm looking forward to filling!

i hope you're having a good day too

<3 lumine