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chibi-tsukiko2 days ago
Spread Love 馃挊
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Magnus & Alec Lightwood-Bane
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There鈥檚 been a lot of darkness going around the internet lately and with all the cruelness of the world, and my own personal problems I鈥檓 exhausted.
So here is a little something fluffy I drew to try and boost my mood, and to remind everyone that spreading a little love goes a long way.
I hope you like it 馃檲
Remember, you are loved. 鈾ワ笍
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Characters owned by @cassandraclare
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ganseys-janea day ago
friendly reminder that alec lightwood loved one man so much he changed the world for him
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demi-cool2 days ago
Ok but
Patroclus' "I could recognize him by touch alone, by smell; I would know him blind, by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the earth. I would know him in death, at the end of the world"
has the same energy as Alec Lightwood finding Magnus in the middle of magical illusions and saying, "I knew which one was you"
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malecftmaxrafe2 days ago
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The Shadowhunter's Codex.
Alec Lightwood.
Magnus Bane.
Simon Lewis.
Isabelle Lightwood.
Jace Herondale.
Clary Fairchild.
Maia Roberts.
Sebastian Morgenstern.
Jocelyn Fairchild.
Valentine Morgenstern.
Art by: @cassandrajp
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fantasticangelrebel15 hours ago
Jace: Hi, everyone! I鈥檇 like to welcome you all to the 鈥淔uck Jace Herondale鈥 club, where we鈥檒l be discussing how terrible of a person I am. Will our new members like to say something?
Clary: Um... I might have misunderstood the meaning of this club.
Alec: Me too.
Magnus: I haven鈥檛!
Magnus, to Jace: You suck!!
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kashew-arts2 days ago
my someplace is here [AO3]
Five times Alec gay panics at a bus stop (ft. umbrellas, jackets, and a bus driver who really isn't paid enough for this).
rated: T
for @rainyhuman and @peachygos (ily!)
This is so clich茅 and over the top and I have absolutely no regrets <3. Sometimes (always) Alec is a himbo who is in love and his actions reflect this entirely. I don't control these things.
Alec Lightwood doesn鈥檛 believe in love at first sight, but the man across the bus stop is absolutely gorgeous, and he鈥檚 twirling in the rain like a goddamn movie clich茅, and Alec鈥檚 first thought is holy shit, so maybe Alec Lightwood is an idiot, and love at first sight is definitely a Thing.
Alec鈥檚 second thought is that the man is an absolute maniac鈥 because really, the dude doesn鈥檛 even have a coat on鈥 but Alec鈥檚 the one with an insane urge to kiss a stranger in the middle of the street, so, whatever; They鈥檙e probably both maniacs.
Alec鈥檚 third thought is that he鈥檚 about to miss his bus. Shit.
For the record, Alec does not usually walk into bus stop poles while staring at his phone, nor does he usually yell out 鈥淥w, shit 鈥 !鈥 if the aforementioned event does happen to occur. He does, however, end up doing both of these things at once a week later, and the stifled laughter behind him informs him that someone at the stop has definitely seen him, and he鈥檚 never going to live this down, ever.
鈥淚鈥檝e personally found that walking around an obstacle tends to be much more effective, darling,鈥 the someone says, and Alec supposes that was called for, but hey, rude. He looks up to face the speaker, preparing himself to be offended, and鈥
It鈥檚 the beautiful stranger from last time.
The man smirks at him from the bench, drenched again, and God, he鈥檚 even prettier up close. Brown eyes, smudged eyeliner, water trickling down his neck, with a tunic open down to his navel and pants that look painted on鈥 Alec鈥檚 brain is short-circuiting.
鈥淗it your head a little hard there? Or do you just see something you like?鈥
鈥淗uh?鈥 Alec glances up from where he鈥檚 been staring at the man鈥檚 collarbones.
鈥淚 asked if you saw something you liked, pretty boy,鈥 the man repeats.
Alec opens his mouth, presumably to say something that would be considered appropriate and normal in this situation, but he somehow misses his own memo and instead stammers out: 鈥淚, uh, I have an umbrella.鈥
He prays the rain will have mercy and just drown him on the spot.
The man鈥檚 brow quirks upwards in amusement. 鈥淓xcuse me?鈥
Alec, unfortunately, is still alive, so he must now suffer the embarrassment he鈥檚 managed to cause himself and find a way to explain whatever has just come out of his mouth. He ducks his head, trying to avoid eye contact as he speaks. 鈥淚f you want it,鈥 he elaborates, 鈥淚 have an umbrella I can give you.鈥
The stranger just looks at him for a moment. Alec鈥檚 sure he鈥檚 going to be told to fuck off (which would be a perfectly understandable reaction and probably have been his own in this situation) but after another second, the man defies all of his expectations and grins, so wide that it steals a little of Alec鈥檚 breath away.
鈥淗andsome and chivalrous, I see. Do you make a habit of offering your belongings to strangers?鈥 the guy asks. 鈥淏esides, I鈥檓 sure you鈥檒l need it later. Perhaps you should rescind your offer, I promise I won鈥檛 harbor any grudges.鈥
鈥淚 have a coat,鈥 Alec insists, 鈥渁nd you鈥檙e. . .鈥 鈥攊ncredibly attractive, doing things to my brain function鈥 鈥渕ore in need of its services.鈥
He鈥檚 not really sure why he鈥檚 so adamant about this, especially since the man is right: he will be needing the umbrella later, but his pride鈥檚 involved now, and he hasn鈥檛 really been thinking things through for the past ten minutes anyway. He might as well argue about his dumb umbrella with a beautiful man at a bus stop.
鈥淚 suppose you鈥檙e right,鈥 comes the man鈥檚 response. He taps painted nails against his chin as he hums. 鈥淚鈥檓 not in much of a position to refuse, now, am I? Though, I doubt I鈥檇 refuse any position with you involved,鈥 he winks. 鈥淏ut, yes, if you鈥檙e being serious, I shall gladly accept your umbrella.鈥
Alec blinks. He honestly did not think that argument would鈥檝e worked. (He chooses to ignore the blatant innuendo to preserve his sanity for now.)
鈥淲ell?鈥 the man prompts.
鈥淥h! Yeah, sure.鈥 Really, the whole zoning-out-while-staring-at-the-hot-guy thing is going to become a problem very fast if Alec keeps doing it every two minutes. He gathers his thoughts enough to fumble with the umbrella in his hand and give it to the man, who accepts it with a graceful flourish.
鈥淚鈥檓 Magnus Bane, by the way,鈥 the man offers. 鈥淚 don鈥檛 think we鈥檝e been properly introduced.鈥
鈥淚鈥檓 Alec. Lightwood. My name鈥檚 Alec Lightwood.鈥
Magnus holds out a ring-covered hand from where he鈥檚 sitting. 鈥淚t鈥檚 a pleasure to meet you, Alec. Short for Alexander, I presume?鈥
鈥淵eah,鈥 Alec nods. He reaches out to shake Magnus鈥檚 hand, adding, 鈥渂ut no one really calls me that.鈥
Magnus鈥檚 smile turns into something incredibly flirty, and Alec can feel his cheeks heating up. 鈥淚 like to be special, Alexander,鈥 the other says, 鈥渁nd it suits you far better.鈥
Alec鈥檚 not really sure how to respond to that, because the way Magnus says his name is doing things to him, and that, combined with the fact that he鈥檚 still clutching Magnus鈥檚 soft hand in his own, is probably going to give him a heart attack. He鈥檚 about to say something decidedly stupid about Magnus already being special and perfect and amazing when the bus saves him from humiliation and pulls up next to them.
Alec releases Magnus鈥檚 grip to awkwardly gesture at the vehicle. 鈥淚 should really. . . you know,鈥 he trails off, and Magnus blinks at him for a second, surprised.
鈥淥h, right! You should get going, places to be and all that.鈥 He waves his hand through the air dismissively. 鈥淚鈥檒l return your umbrella to you next week, same time?鈥
Alec smiles dopily as he nods. 鈥淭hat sounds great.鈥 He takes a step back. 鈥淚鈥檒l see you soon, then?鈥
鈥淥f course.鈥 Magnus gives him a little wave. 鈥淚t was lovely to meet you, Alexander. Safe travels.鈥
鈥淭hanks, uh, you too.鈥
Having to walk home in the rain is so worth it.
Izzy laughs at Alec for the entire week when she finds out why his umbrella鈥檚 been missing, then makes it worse by telling Jace, who gives Alec an incredibly long-winded speech about umbrellas as metaphors for protection during sex or something. He also deigns to throw a condom at Alec鈥檚 face when he leaves to get the bus, which sends Izzy into another bout of cackling laughter.
They鈥檙e both assholes, and Alec is never going to cover for them at family dinners ever again.
So he鈥檚 scrolling through his phone at the bus stop, trying his best to ignore the increasingly obscene texts his siblings are sending him, when Magnus shows up, bright and beaming and decidedly dry this time, though he鈥檚 still not wearing a jacket despite the cold.
And dear lord. If Alec thought Magnus looked gorgeous while soaked in rainwater, this is something else entirely. Gold-streaked hair, unbuttoned shirt, immaculate matching eyeshadow鈥 fuck.
鈥淎lexander!鈥 Magnus greets. He sits down beside Alec on the bench, and grins as he hands over Alec鈥檚 umbrella. 鈥淔inally a little dry, hm? Though I might鈥檝e underestimated the cold and left my coat back home.鈥
鈥淵eah,鈥 Alec says. 鈥淣ot that you were wearing one when it was raining.鈥 He鈥檚 trying his best not to stare at Magnus鈥檚 mouth, but the man is very close to Alec鈥檚 face right now, and he cannot be blamed if his gaze slips a few times, okay? He鈥檚 only human.
Magnus shrugs, drawing Alec鈥檚 sight to his shoulders instead. 鈥淐oats are irrelevant, anyway. I haven鈥檛 worn mine all week, so I might as well continue the trend,鈥 he remarks, and Alec snorts.
鈥淚 don鈥檛 think that鈥檚 as impressive as you think it is. You sound like a petulant toddler. How have you not had, like, five colds by now?鈥 he says. Magnus feigns a pout in response, and Alec stifles a laugh.
鈥淪uch cruelty, Alexander!鈥 Magnus replies, 鈥淎h, I suppose I鈥檒l just have to suffer the elements until I鈥檓 finally back home again, since no one seems to harbor any sympathy for me. Woe is me, and all that.鈥 He tightens his hands around his biceps, rubbing up and down to warm himself up while sighing dramatically, and Alec, well,
Alec gets a really stupid idea.
鈥淒o you want my jacket?鈥 he asks. 鈥淚 won鈥檛 be out in the cold for that long, and I鈥檓 wearing a much warmer shirt than you are.鈥
Magnus鈥檚 lips part in surprise as something conflicted flashes behind his eyes. 鈥淚鈥斺 he starts, then clears his throat. 鈥淚 wasn鈥檛 being serious, darling. That鈥檚 your jacket.鈥
鈥淚s that a no?鈥
There鈥檚 a moment of silence before Magnus shakes his head. 鈥淣o, it鈥檚 not. I, uh, I鈥檇 love that.鈥
Alec beams, and Magnus clears his throat again. 鈥淵ou鈥檙e horribly trusting of someone you鈥檝e only met twice,鈥 he says, voice a little strangled, but Alec just shrugs as he begins to wrestle the black fabric off of his shoulders.
鈥淚t鈥檚 just a jacket,鈥 he explains, leaning closer to drape it over Magnus, 鈥淓ven if I never got it back, at least you wouldn鈥檛 freeze to death on your way to wherever you鈥檙e headed.鈥 He fixes the lapels dutifully, and smiles to himself. 鈥淏esides, you鈥檝e already given me my umbrella. I trust you.鈥
鈥淚s that so,鈥 Magnus answers weakly, which prompts Alec to look up from his fiddling, and oh wow, their mouths are so close to each other鈥檚.
If Magnus inches in just a little bit closer, then they鈥檇鈥
鈥淯m!鈥 Alec jerks backwards, face flushing, 鈥淵es, uh,鈥 he stammers, trying not to look overwhelmed. It鈥檚 not going great, because moving back means that he鈥檚 now being treated to the sight of Magnus in Alec鈥檚 jacket, and he鈥檚 having some issues thinking properly right now. It swallows Magnus鈥檚 wrists almost entirely and looks far too plain for his expensive printed shirt, but fuck. It鈥檚 possible that Alec didn鈥檛 think this through.
Magnus opens his mouth, hopefully to tell Alec to kiss him but also probably to tell him to fuck completely off for whatever move they almost pulled, but the bus suddenly turns the corner and pulls into view, cutting him off.
Alec鈥檚 not sure whether he鈥檚 relieved or furious about this.
鈥淣ext week, then,鈥 he ventures. Magnus blinks at him slowly, then nods.
鈥淵es, of course,鈥 he smiles softly. 鈥淣ext week.鈥
鈥淩emind me again, why your presence is necessary today?鈥 Alec grits through his teeth, tightly gripping his umbrella as the rain pours down on them. Izzy punches his arm, not even looking up from her phone as she does so, where she is no doubt giving Jace a play-by-play of Alec鈥檚 every action as they walk towards the bus stop.
鈥淏ecause I鈥檓 never one to miss out on good blackmail content,鈥 she replies, which is true. She鈥檚 got about four folder鈥檚 worth of content of 鈥渆mbarrassing shit Alec has done鈥 on her phone, most of it consisting of his painful attempts at being straight in high school, and Alec鈥檚 pretty sure she鈥檚 started a fifth, probably titled 鈥淎lec鈥檚 horrible attempts at flirting with men,鈥 which isn鈥檛 that much better than the straight one. Alec is debating turning around and just walking to his destination so that his sister won鈥檛 be able to gain more content for her virtual blackmail folders, which is exactly when Magnus comes into Alec鈥檚 field of vision.
Alec freezes in his tracks. Holy shit.
Magnus is standing in the center of the street again, drenched from head to toe with his head thrown back . The streetlights illuminate him from above, highlighting the curve of his neck and the colored streaks in his hair as he laughs to himself, staring up at the stars.
He looks ethereal. Alec鈥檚 never been one for the romantics, but he鈥檚 pretty sure this is what poets mean when they talk about true love and angels and immortal moments in time.
鈥淥h, he鈥檚 hot,鈥 Izzy whispers approvingly. Alec agrees, because, obviously, but he pretends he鈥檚 unaffected and straightens his face.
鈥淗e鈥檚 probably freezing,鈥 he says instead. Izzy rolls her eyes鈥 she gets that from him, he really should stop doing that鈥 and then, before Alec can stop her, calls out.
鈥淗ey! Hot Umbrella Guy!鈥
What the fuck.
鈥淎re you insane?鈥 Alec hisses. He was trying to look nonchalant and not like the totally lovestruck idiot he is, but now Izzy is waving at Magnus like a maniac and Magnus has noticed them and is walking towards them and Alec is going to die. He鈥檚 going to write Izzy out of his will and then he is going to collapse into a heap of embarrassment and gay panic right here, and it鈥檚 going to be his sister鈥檚 fault.
鈥淩elax a little, hermano,鈥 Izzy replies, and before Alec can provide her with an alphabetized list for every reason he cannot relax, Magnus is already standing before them, smiling as water trickles from his hair.
God, he鈥檚 beautiful.
鈥淗ello, hello!鈥 he greets. Alec suddenly notices that Magnus is wearing Alec鈥檚 jacket, which is, well. Something. (Izzy is never going to let him live this down, and also Alec is having a very hard time thinking any thoughts.)
Magnus seems to notice Alec鈥檚 wandering line of sight, following it and glancing down, eyes widening. 鈥淥h my god, I was fully intending to return this to you, I鈥檓 so sorry. I got a little distracted. I鈥檒l have it cleaned and returned to you next time, I promise,鈥 he explains. Alec shakes his head.
鈥淣o worries,鈥 he manages, cutting himself off before he says something even stupider like 鈥渋t鈥檚 yours forever鈥 or 鈥渕arry me鈥 or something, and Izzy snorts from beside him. Alec hates her.
鈥淭hank you,鈥 Magnus says, then turns to face Izzy, 鈥淎nd what may I call you, dear?鈥
鈥淚 like him,鈥 Izzy declares, in what Alec assumes is meant to be a reassuring whisper but instead ends up being incredibly loud, 鈥淚鈥檓 Izzy, Alec鈥檚 sister. And I assume you鈥檙e the elusive Magnus I鈥檝e heard so much about?鈥
鈥淚zzy,鈥 Alec warns. Magnus smirks and shakes her hand.
鈥淭he one and only,鈥 he confirms. There鈥檚 a mischievous sort of glint in his eye as he glances back up at Alec, and Alec鈥檚 not sure how he feels about Magnus and his sister already getting along so well, but he鈥檚 sure it can鈥檛 lead anywhere good.
鈥淲ell, Isabelle,鈥 Magnus says, 鈥淚f I asked him, do you think your brother would join me for a dance?鈥
Alec chokes. 鈥淲hat?鈥 he splutters. Magnus turns his grin to face him.
鈥淚f I asked, Alexander, would you join me for a dance?鈥
鈥淚鈥斺 Alec starts, staring down at the hand Magnus has outstretched in front of him. There are so many reasons he should say no, and so many reasons this is a bad idea, but also the most beautiful man Alec has ever seen is holding his hand out for him to take, and what else is he supposed to do? 鈥淵eah,鈥 he says. 鈥淪ure.鈥
The first thing Alec notices is how soft Magnus鈥檚 hand is in his as he pulls him out into the rain, laughing as it hits his face again, and Alec can鈥檛 help but laugh along even as water soaks into his shoes and drenches into his socks. There鈥檚 something so childish about it; giggling and spinning in an empty street without any music, holding hands like toddlers, and Alec wouldn鈥檛 have it any other way.
鈥淵ou鈥檙e thinking too much,鈥 Magnus murmurs, then he tilts his head back and closes his eyes. 鈥淚t鈥檚 about being in the moment.鈥
Alec smiles. If only he knew, all he鈥檚 thinking about is this moment: how the water catches in Magnus鈥檚 lashes, how he鈥檚 humming something entirely off-key under his breath, the way he presses against Alec鈥檚 chest. Fuck. Alec鈥檚 known this man for three days, and he鈥檚 halfway in love already.
He closes his eyes against the rain, too, and smiles at the thought: loving a man like Magnus Bane.
Yeah, he could get used to that.
When Alec reaches the bus stop today, Magnus is nowhere to be seen and Alec鈥檚 jacket is sitting in a bag at the bus stop with a little post it signed with the letter 鈥淢.鈥
It鈥檚 fine, Alec tells himself. Magnus is probably just busy with something else, and this has nothing to do with the fact that Alec froze up awkwardly when Magnus kissed him on the cheek last week, to the point where Magnus had to nervously laugh it off because Alec was too busy panicking.
It鈥檚 a flimsy argument, but it keeps Alec from losing his mind for about fifteen minutes until the bus pulls up early and Alec realizes that this is it. He鈥檚 not going to see Magnus this week鈥 maybe not ever again, if Magnus has decided that Alec鈥檚 gay panic is not worth his time, and Alec wouldn鈥檛 even blame him.
God, he feels so stupid. If he hadn鈥檛 acted like a complete idiot last time, then he would鈥檝e at least had some closure.
鈥淪ir, are you getting on or are you waiting for another bus?鈥
Alec blinks, glancing up to see the bus driver raising her eyebrow at him. 鈥淩ight, sorry, give me just a mo鈥斺
It can鈥檛 be.
Alec spins on his heel, turning to face whoever called his name, and oh my god, it鈥檚 Magnus. He鈥檚 running up to the bus stop, waving frantically, and Alec is overcome with such a large wave of relief that he forgets that the bus driver鈥檚 been waiting for him for like five minutes now and he climbs off and runs towards Magnus, only vaguely registering the sound of the bus leaving without him. He doesn鈥檛 even care; Magnus is standing right in front of him, panting heavily but still so beautiful and perfect, and Alec would walk home everyday if he got to see Magnus because of it.
鈥淎lexander,鈥 Magnus huffs, gathering his breath. He absentmindedly reaches out to grab Alec鈥檚 shoulder, and Alec immediately wraps his arms around his waist to stabilize him. 鈥淥h lord, one second, I ran all the way here.鈥
鈥淚 thought you were gone,鈥 Alec says, still holding onto him. 鈥淵ou left the jacket and I thought鈥斺 he trails off.
Magnus frowns. 鈥淚鈥檓 so sorry,鈥 he says. 鈥淚 thought I鈥檇 made you uncomfortable last week and didn鈥檛 want to make it worse, but I didn鈥檛 realize how rude not showing up would be. I know you probably don鈥檛 feel the same way but perhaps we can still be friends? I can be completely professional about it, though you seem to have just missed your bus鈥斺
Alec grabs Magnus鈥檚 tunic (because he鈥檚 still not wearing a jacket, Jesus Christ) and kisses him.
Magnus blinks at him when they pull away. 鈥淥h,鈥 he says, a little breathless, and Alec smiles.
鈥淚 don鈥檛 want to be professional about it,鈥 he admits.
鈥淥h. . .鈥
Magnus still seems shell-shocked, so Alec makes a move to let go of him, shifting his arm away from Magnus鈥檚 waist, but then Magnus leans back in and presses his mouth back to Alec鈥檚 and oh, nevermind then.
Alec鈥檚 not sure how long they spend there, kissing like handsy teenagers under the roof of the bus stop, but he鈥檚 aware of a few cars passing (and possibly another bus), so he鈥檚 not ignorant of the fact that it鈥檚 definitely been a while when they finally pull away for more than a second. Magnus is staring at his mouth when they part, though, which is not helping Alec鈥檚 resolve to actually have a conversation about this.
鈥淲e should talk,鈥 he manages, and Magnus nods, still staring at his mouth.
鈥淩ight,鈥 he agrees. 鈥淭hat would be a wise course of action.鈥 His eyes flick upwards for just a moment, and something flickers behind them before he beams. 鈥淢y place is two stops away, if you鈥檇 like to talk there. Perhaps we can wait for the next bus together, since we seemed to have missed the one I usually take? It might take a while, though.鈥
Ah. Alec swallows back a grin of his own. 鈥淥f course,鈥 he replies, 鈥淚 don鈥檛 suppose you know any way to keep us busy till then?鈥
鈥淚鈥檓 sure I could think of something.鈥
(The bus comes late, and they still somehow almost miss it. Alec refuses to take any blame for this.)
+ One.
Alec Lightwood didn鈥檛 believe in love at first sight, but the man standing at the bus stop is smiling softly at him as he approaches, twirling an umbrella between his hands as he waits, and Alec鈥檚 first thought is holy shit, so maybe Alec Lightwood was an idiot, because what else could it have been?
鈥淗ello, stranger,鈥 the man says when Alec finally reaches the stop. He glances down, taking in Alec鈥檚 rain-soaked button down and slacks, and grins. 鈥淔orget your umbrella back home?鈥
Alec laughs. 鈥淢y coat, too,鈥 he agrees. 鈥淚 got distracted this morning.鈥
Magnus hums, leaning in to kiss the rain off of Alec鈥檚 mouth, and Alec smiles into it, tasting the faint wax of lipstick and the salt of the rain. 鈥淢ust鈥檝e been a pretty good distraction.鈥
鈥淵eah,鈥 Alec says. He leans in again, because he can. They have time. 鈥淗e is.鈥
Magnus鈥檚 lips have got a lovely little tilt to them by the time they pull away, tint slightly smudged from Alec鈥檚 attention, and he鈥檚 never looked more beautiful, even with the dingy lighting of the shitty bus stop they鈥檙e standing under.
God, Alec loves him. He feels a little stupid with the feeling, and he can鈥檛 help but step back out onto the rain, holding out his hand.
鈥淗ey,鈥 he murmurs. Magnus鈥檚 eyes light up with understanding. 鈥淐are to join me for a dance?鈥 And sure, Alec鈥檚 shit at dancing, and sure, they have to get on the bus sopping wet minutes later, but they鈥檙e both giggling like idiots and clutching the umbrella together between their intertwined hands and Alec鈥檚 got a little ring box in his pocket just waiting for the right moment, so what else matters?
They鈥檒l probably have to invite the bus driver to the wedding, though. It鈥檚 only fair.
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my-archerboya day ago
Alec stood at the railing, watching the skyline as it glittered and twinkled. They were so high he couldn鈥檛 hear the noise of the city below him.
He squeezed the metal railing under his hands, his knuckles going white. It chilled him to his bones, though the mid-May air was already hot and thick.
The balcony door slid open behind him, and then soft, strong arms were encircling his waist.
Magnus rested his chin on Alec鈥檚 shoulder, and Alec let himself relax against him. Unlike Alec, Magnus had decided against a shirt after waking up, which was fine by him.
His worries and anxieties melted off him at the feel of soft lips against his neck and jaw. He tensed suddenly though, remembering where they were and how much time they had, silently willing the sun to stay down as he saw dawn on the horizon.
He crossed his arms defensively, hanging his head in despair, and blinked back tears.
鈥淲hat鈥檚 wrong?鈥 Magnus asked, stepping up next to him at the railing. He kept one hand on Alec鈥檚 waist, an anchor for Alec in his turbulent sea of emotions.
Alec stayed near him, but turned his head away, ashamed at how upsetting he was getting, when he鈥檇 promised himself he wouldn鈥檛.
鈥淚 just-鈥 his voice caught and he swallowed, sucking in a breath. He turned to face him鈥攅ven in the dark Alec could see the despair on Magnus鈥檚 face, and he could relate. His voice came out a harsh whisper. 鈥淚 can鈥檛 believe I have to say goodbye to you again.鈥
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victavarea day ago
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Figuring out some of my AUs on Shadowhunters (and i have PLENTY bc why does this fandom fit, like, EVERYTHING???)
This one is a crossover with a wonderful Russian graphic novel聽鈥淓xlibrium鈥 originally created by Bubble studio (the authors of Major Grom btw) Explaining some details: the novel tells us about an organization that deals with fiction characters that come out from聽鈥渁wakened鈥 books to our real world and cause troubles... And actually all its members were once harmed by those characters, became infected with a (kinda) transformed ink and - after an initiation - got a certain聽鈥渟pectral color鈥 and a superpower connected with it (the original plot is amazing but sooo hard to describe :,) ) But thinking about it is quite fun, so: - Jace got azure = super speed so he is a freaking pain in the ass聽 - Clary is a holder of green and is able to heal (but not much of a fighter) - Isabelle - red & fire, because it is just HER - Simon was unlucky to get purple which gives an ability to control time and is quite dangerous so EVERYBODY HUNTS HIM LOL NOTHING CHANGED - Alec鈥檚 color is grey that is not normal (like black or white also) and he is under a certain control which makes him deal with a lot of issues (including mental) - Magnus... is not even a human being one of book characters who work on this organization聽 -and I assure you the things are a lot more complicated and in my head I鈥檝e got a pretty big remake of the original TSC story based on this setting but ANGEL GIVE ME STRENGTH TO WRITE IT- Hope u enjoyed :>
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khaleesiofalicantea day ago
the only thing Alec lightwood bane has done ring in his life was being born WHITE LMAO
Desi Alec nation rise 馃憖
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beclynn-herondale6 hours ago
You know everyone always talks about how Jace is always seen as better than Alec, but I think it's forgotten that Jace never saw himself as better. He's always seen Alec as his equal, in the ways that Jace thought mattered anyway. It's everyone else who sees Jace as better.
Jace values Alec's pure soul, his goodness, his faith in people more than strength or how good a soldier you are. He values Alec's soul and heart more than his abilities as a Shadowhunter. And he thinks that makes Alec better than he could ever be.
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crisiesworld11 hours ago
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"He had been through a hundred heartbreaks, but he found himself afraid when he thought of Alexander Lightwood breaking his heart. He did not know how this boy with the messy black hair and the worried blue eyes, with his steady hands and rare sweet smile that was less rare in Magnus's presence, had acquired such power over him."
Cassandra Clare,聽What to Buy the Shadowhunter Who Has Everything (The Bane Chronicles, #8)
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malecftmaxrafea day ago
鈥淓quilibrium,鈥 Alec said breathlessly. 鈥淜eeps me steady on my feet.鈥
Magnus bowed his head and laid his lips gently on the rune, faded to silvery almost-invisibility against the smooth skin of Alec鈥檚 neck. Alec inhaled sharply.
Magnus slid his mouth along warm skin until he reached Alec鈥檚 ear and purred, 鈥淚 don鈥檛 think it鈥檚 working.鈥
鈥淚 don鈥檛 want it to,鈥 Alec murmured.
鈥擳he Red Scrolls of Magic, The Eldest Curses 1.
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vetfangirl13 hours ago
Jace looked at him steadily. 鈥淚 didn鈥檛 say he was dating you,鈥 he said, 鈥渂ut funny that you knew just what I meant, isn鈥檛 it?鈥
鈥淲e鈥檙e not dating,鈥 Alec said again.
鈥淥h?鈥 Magnus said. 鈥淪o you鈥檙e just that friendly with everybody, is that it?鈥
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