#immortal!Alec

[lurafita]

Immortal Malec established relationship!

canon divergent where Malec is an established relationship and Alec is also immortal (vamp, seelie, warlock, other) and the two have been together for centuries, and then the shadowhunter plot happens. And Magnus is like: "Darling, these young shadowhunters need our help desperately. This is Clarissa-" And Alec, who is not a fan of shadowhunters at all, is like: "Oh god don't name them, you will just grow attached."

#magnus bane #alec lightwood #malec #shadowhunters tv #malec prompt #immortal!Alec #because immortal Malec!!!!! #established malec and then the show plot happens #but like with lots of changes because older more experienced Alec will not let the shadowhunters take advantage of his husband

[la-muerta]

this is the nonsense of love || MINDY NETTIFEE

The truth is this: My love for you is the only empire I will ever build. When it falls, as all empires do, my career in empire building will be over. I will retreat to an island. I will dabble in the vacation-hut industry. I will skulk about the private libraries and public parks. I will fold the clean clothes. I will wash the dishes. I will never again dream of having the whole world.

#malec #shadowhunters #shadowhuntersdaily #magnus bane #alec lightwood #immortality angst #I made a thing #dailymagnusbane

[alexanderlightweight]

It has been a rough...month. Your prompts and writing have basically been my rewards after a long day. I love re-reading them.

For Wednesday prompts, could we get another installment of Spoils of War or Bitter Trap of Truth? Or Undertow, Tethers of Fate, or the Taste of His Magic?? Or maybe your spouse-stealing one? Or the one where Sebastian is trying to steal Alec? 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻 Obviously, I have a lot of favorites 😅

Thank you!!

I hope that you're doing better when you read this and that either way, this is a bright spot for you! Let me know how you're doing if you feel up for it and feel free to tell me if you want another addition to something!!

I'm really glad that my writing can be helpful for you

<3 lumine

the bitter trap of truth

(with ragnor and cat making a stop)

-

Alec becomes aware of both intruders — no, if Magnus has allowed their presence then they are guests, he reminds himself — as he comes awake.

The sky is still dark, just before the birth of dawn and Alec feels weighed down with the same longing and loneliness that crushed him for years.

It’s been mere weeks and Alec is already spoiled by his husband’s presence and to be without it has him leaving their bed to search for Magnus’ warmth.

It’s a relief, to see that it’s an emergency — that Magnus only left because he had to — rather than Magnus leaving out of want.

While Magnus still doesn’t trust him just yet, that has never stopped Magnus from sleeping in the same bed.

It only endears Alec to Magnus more.

To see how competent he is.

True, Alec would prefer to have his favor and trust, but Alec can’t blame him. Alec can only try to earn it and show that his loyalty belongs in truth, only to his husband from the moment Alec realized who he was marrying.

It’s a relief that leaves Alec shaky with it. His exhaustion is both amplified and swept away and the sleepiness that he’s carried with him softens him. It’s up to Alec to prove his worthiness and if these warlocks are dear enough to see Magnus so relaxed and allowed into Magnus’ lab, then Alec will give himself to his husband’s protection.

Because how will Magnus learn to trust him, if he doesn’t see proof that Alec if willing to be vulnerable for Magnus’ sake.

Still, there is a deep aura of concern and fear and anger around the three warlocks and Alec pauses by the door — waiting for an invitation since this is Magnus’ space — and hopes he won’t be turned away.

—

“What’s wrong?”

Magnus ignores Cat and Ragnor’s startled surprise and concern at the sudden presence and question to cross the room and cup Alexander’s face. Even with uncertainty still brewing between them, Magnus can’t help it.

His hunter has dark bruises under his eyes and his normally fluid movements are slow with exhaustion. Despite the fact that Alexander’s never met Cat or Ragnor — and that this is the first time Magnus has had visitors over since their wedding — his hunter is relaxed and calm.

There is no fight bristling under his skin and no threat in the languid roll of his shoulders.

Magnus knows for a fact that Alec had refused to sleep until Magnus returned from a private consultation the night before and it shows in how his shadowhunter is leaning against the doorframe rather than standing tall. It’s also a testament to the fact that Alec allows himself to be seen as what typical nephilim would consider ‘weak’ and ‘vulnerable’ in front of not only Magnus, but now Cat and Ragnor.

Magnus knows it’s because he’s allowing them to see himself, bare of makeup and barely dressed in a robe and slippers and that Alexander is following his lead.

“Nothing for you to worry your pretty head over.” Magnus says without thinking and there is a startled hack behind him that he knows is Ragnor.

Magnus hadn’t even intended it to be a distraction, but Alexander’s face transformed and a pleased, delighted smile curls across plush lips that Magnus has to fight not to lean forward and claim.

“Unless that pretty head can give some insight.”

Ragnor’s voice is mocking and while Magnus knows its directed at himself, Alexander seems to take it as a personal slight. It’s with a frown that he steps forward and his shoulder — his bare shoulder because of course his boy was wearing nothing but boxers to bed — presses against Magnus’ as he passes.

There is a mess in Magnus’ lab and Alexander pauses on the list of symptoms with a small frown before he surveys the table and then holds out his hand.

For a moment nothing happens and then Magnus startles as he realizes that Alexander is requesting the small bottle of contaminated blood that Cat is trying to process.

Her eyes meet his and for a moment everything hangs in the balance.

This isn’t how it was supposed to go, Magnus thinks to himself even as he nods his head in permission.

He was supposed to have time to draw out every bit of the clave’s poison from his husband before he dared risk being betrayed. Magnus is ready for the betrayal — he is — but that doesn’t mean he wants witnesses for it.

If Alec breaks any of the trust shown to him this night, then Magnus will have to have him answer for it. It’s one thing to prepare and it’s another to realize he was never going to have enough time.

Alec sniffs the vial and then his face pulls into a wretched grimace.

“Nephilim blood then—” he murmurs, even though there shouldn’t be anything that tells him that. Ragnor and Cat exchange a contemplative look but Magnus can’t look away from Alexander.

“No!” Magnus’ magic reaches out but Alec’s already turned and spit the mouthful of blood he sipped from the vial onto the floor. Magic steals the blood from his tongue and lips and mouth and sterilizes it until Alexander is wincing. “Why would you do that?”

Magnus knows that he’s going to have to deal with a concerned and worried Cat and Ragnor after this — he’d told them he was interested in Alec but he may not have let on just how dear Alexander was becomings to him already.

“To see what kind of poison it was?” Alec looks confused and this time when he raises the vial all he does is sniff, “I needed to see what it was doing to the blood. It’s a nephil poison, it reacts with our blood differently.”

Magnus knew that.

Or at least, that it had been a nephil poison was what the three of them had assumed.

The confirmation is helpful as now all they need to do is narrow it down.

Honestly, it was more help than what any of them would have expected from a clave assigned nephilim spouse.

“Thank you, darling.” Magnus murmurs and the endearment slips out before he can help it, “will you go rest now?” And hopefully stop giving Magnus and his enthralled magick paranoia.

“But I haven’t told you which kind yet.”

—

Magnus’ nephilim spouse is giving Magnus a confused and slightly haughty look.

Normally such a look would have both her and Ragnor’s hackles raised in defense of Magnus. Yet, his nephil spouse is giving Magnus the kind of haughty look that says he’s personally offended, not that he thinks himself better than Magnus.

A small bag appears in his palm.

It’s a leather pouch the size of the hunter’s hand and it’s only Magnus’ lack of surprise that keep her and Ragnor calm and quiet as he opens it up to reveal at least a dozen small glass vials.

“It’s either one of these two. The strands run too closely to be sure without further testing and these poisons work fast enough that you’ll want to create the antidotes as quickly as possible.” Two small vials are plucked from the velvet-lined pouch. There are runes decorating the leather and it almost looks as if the very threads were spun from adamas.

“Just avoid overheating any of it. Nephil poisons and antidotes typically stay in a cool area. Even the vials are runed for temperature stasis and they don’t do well exposed to heat even when they’re being created. It’s part of the reason why our poisons are so hard to find antidotes for.” The bag clicks shut and then it disappears, as if it had never been there.

The only evidence are the two small, almost innocent looking, vials on the table and and the offering of more knowledge of nephil poisons than she’s found in decades.

Then, with what can only be considered sleepy satisfaction, Magnus’ nephilim turns to leave. He brushes past Magnus with a sleepy nonchalance and even presses a kiss to a distracted and shocked Magnus’ jaw as he murmurs, “come to bed when you can.”

Then he’s gone.

“That is not normal.” Ragnor bites out quietly, “Magnus, what did you bloody do?”

Cat turns to see Ragnor giving Magnus an incredulous stare and Magnus’ slightly uncomfortable, defensive frown.

“It doesn’t matter.” She interrupts, “we can figure out what’s going on here later. Magnus, can I take him at his word for this?” It would be truly stupid of Magnus’ husband to so blatantly betray them but still…

Magnus pauses and there is a shadow to his gaze before he turns to meet her eyes.

“Yes. I’ve seen his files and records and he’s told me of his rank and specialties. Alexander is too smart for this to be a lie.”

Cat can see that he believes that and she understands now why he’s so conflicted. How difficult it must be, to try and uncover the lies in an honest enemy, especially one that doesn’t twist the offered truth as seelies do.

“Then I’ll let you know if it’s a success.”

If it is a success… than Magnus’ husband may very well have just offered up a priceless weapon in the cold battle of politics and subterfuge between them and the clave.

#lumine writes #writing wednesday #writing wednesdays #the bitter trap of truth #magnus bane #alec lightwood #shadowhunters #malec #catarina loss #ragnor fell #team immortal

[davidtennantgenderenvy]

you guys laugh at the fact that we call David Tennant an old man when he’s just 52 but I honestly think it’s mostly just because so many of his characters just FEEL old

#like I’m not even talking just the immortal ones like the doctor and crowley #Alec Hardy? That is a 65 year old war veteran in the body of a 40 year old #Have you seen how he walks. How he BREATHES. #and Phileas has all but resigned himself to his chances at happiness being completely behind him #His whole character just reeks of “it’s too late for me” #He’s so good at playing jsut. Weariness and suffering #David tennant

[layla-carstairs]

baffled by how many people want Alec to become immortal by the end of the series. idk how to say this nicely but I think malec might be rotting some of your brains lol

#I've seen it EVERYWHERE #it's so weird imo like alec would not want to be immortal & outlive everyone #bella talks #the wicked powers #tsc #the shadowhunter chronicles #twp #the last shadowhunter

[overheardinidris]

Magnus: I have grown to care for each and every one of you. I will make sure to be present at your funerals.

Clary: Why didn't you say weddings?

Izzy: Or birthdays?

Alec: More importantly, why are you so sure I'm dying before you?

#this was supposed to be hint at immortal! alec but without that context it sounds really threatening 😅 #incorrect quotes #incorrect shadowhunters quotes #shadowhunters #shadowhunters fandom #incorrect tsc quotes #shadowhunters tv #alexander lightwood #isabelle lightwood #clary fairchild #magnus bane #malec #immortal husbands

[kasper-tag]

Reblog if you can :) I'm really curious to see how the fandom feels about this!

#shadowhunters #malec #magnus bane #alec lightwood #the shadowhunter chronicles #I'm personally 100% team immortal husbands but I'm curious #I will lose it if either one dies in the books #my first poll #immortal husbands

[somestorythoughts]

Leverage AU where they’re all immortals but the first episode is still their first proper meeting.

None of them are like, millennia old. A few centuries tops. Sophie’s probably been around the longest, floating in and out of European royalty and nobility, traveling the world and learning every language she can so that she can grift people out of their art. Nate’s a similar age and has been on the side of law and justice the entire time, though it took till he was working insurance for it to become an international career. He actually did spend a bit of time as a priest but the kind that ends up investigating murders cause he can’t sit still.

Eliot is probably old enough to remember the American Civil War, let’s say he’s been around for 2 centuries tops. He’s been on and off the battlefield ever since. Moreau may have ordered the worst thing Eliot did, but he was by no means the only bad guy he’s worked for.

No one’s entirely sure how old Parker is. She’s younger than Eliot and they can pin down a few events she must have been around for from various comments, but that’s it. She talks so vaguely about her past, getaway driving and which jewels she stole, that a lot of thefts could have happened at any time within the last century. Especially for the stuff that’s been stolen more than once.

Hardison is a baby immortal. He might not even know he’s immortal when the show starts. He is exactly as old as he says he is.

Nate didn’t start chasing them until he got his Nate Ford Insurance Agent identity, so they each know him through that. Any other meetings between various group members in the past are of the Rashomon job variety; none of them realized and they won’t until they start talking about it and then it’s just the spidermen pointing at each other meme. It takes a while for the team to figure out they’re working with fellow immortals but once 1 person does everyone finds out.

Kinda want Sterling to be in here but not sure what’s funniest; him being an immortal but having no idea and being utterly shocked while the team’s like “you didn’t know?” or him being an immortal and taking extreme delight in shocking the team with that knowledge.

#leverage au #leverage team #nate ford #sophie devereaux #alec hardison #eliot spencer #parker #leverage #leverage immortals au

[babswings]

Parabatai love: platonic, romantic ou something beyond?

You know, there's something that's been bugging me ever since I joined the TSC fandom in 2017, which is the way some fans get outraged when someone ships parabatai as a romantic couple. I know there are high controversies of what exactly the parabatai bond is all about, so I decided to give my opinion on it.

First of all, I'm not here to force you to like them romantically (because I myself am PASSIONATE about platonic connections), but rather to try to understand together how their bonding works. 

There is a law that forbids them to love each other romantically, as old as any other Shadowhunters' law. And where there is a law, there are reasons. Jem explains a bit in TDA about the reason, and that the connection that exists between parabatai unleashes a man-made power, with no direct relation to the angels, which makes parabatai magic dangerous. In this case, it gives the pair such incredible power that it can turn them into either true nephilim (giants) or great mages. But since there is the corruption, in both cases where this happened there was chaos and destruction. 

But while reading all of Cassandra's sagas, we come across at least one parabatai duo, from Robert and Michael to Emma and Julian. Several examples, several couples, and the most common thing about them is that one of them falls romantically in love with the other. Not in all, but so far in most cases.  For me the reason is simple: the parabatai connection involves both platonic and romantic love. 

Almost every time, it is mentioned that the connection is soulful, as if a part of their soul intertwines with their partner's, creating a kind of bond that simply does not exist in the world of men, mortal or immortal. It was a rune created by David and Jonathan with the intention of binding their souls to each other through the love they felt. A soul love is something beyond what we know. 

Imagine loving a person so deeply, loving them more than you love your own soul to the point that it is impossible to compare even with lovers and children? Imagine feeling the presence of this person as a part of you that lives outside of your body and brings you peace and happiness? The way Cassandra wrote both Will and Jem and James and Matthew shows that deepness, that overwhelming affection. It is a love that blends the platonic and the romantic, where the characters love each other not as brothers, but beyond that. 

So for me it is natural to read the books and feel the platonic affection that made us fall in love with the parabatai bond (and many of us, like me, have someone we consider our parabatai in real life) and also feel the vastness of the romantic love that exists between them. They love each other both ways and are not ashamed to admit it, it is so clear and at the same time a kind of love that those outside the parabatai bond would never understand in the TSC universe.

They love each other more than they love their own souls and that, to me, is the most beautiful kind of love there is. 

So yes, do ship them romantically if you want, ou platonic if you prefer. By all means, the parabatai is just the BEST thing Cassandra Clare ever created in the TSC word, so enjoy it the way you want!

#the shadowhunter chronicles #tsc #cassandra clare #parabatai #parabatai love #TMI #The Immortal Instruments #the last hours #tlh #the infernal devices #tid #the dark artifices #will herondale #jem castairs #heronstairs #james herondale #matthew fairchild #heronchild #Jace Herondale #Alec Lightwood #jace and alec #robert lightwood #emma carstairs #julian blackthorn #blackstairs #simon lewis #clary fairchild #tda #michael wayland #simon lovelace

[darklinaforever]

I was thinking recently that I didn't know which I preferred between the following 3 categories, compared to the immortal/mortal couples. Do I prefer it when one becomes immortal for the other? Do I prefer it when one becomes deadly to the other? Or, do I prefer the two of them to remain who they are, fully accepting each other and enjoying the time they have together? Honestly I don't know. I think it all depends on how it's done. I mean, I love Feysand, where Feyre becomes immortal. Tentoorose, or the doctor becomes mortal. And finally Malec, or both, accepts the immortality and mortality of the other to enjoy the current life that they lead to the fullest. I like all 3 types of ships. But I can't say which I prefer. I think it all depends on how the story is told.

#tentoorose #tentoo x rose #rose x tentoo #tentoo and rose #rose and tentoo #feysand #feyre x rhysand #rhysand x feyre #feyre and rhysand #rhysand and feyre #malec #alec x magnus #magnus x alec #alec and magnus #magnus and alec #doctor who #acotar #shadowhunters #immortality #immortal x mortal

[alexanderlightweight]

A group of downworlders choosing to trust in Alec over Clary, Izzy, and Jace. Alec getting recognition for 'his people' slowly but consistently improving relations, making compromises, and keeping promises vs pretty talk that promises the world but will strike you in the back for speaking against them.

Okay so like this went in such a different direction than I thought it would. I really don’t plan out the fics before I write them. Plots have never worked for me.

I see where the veins of the fic are going and try to flow along with them. So I’m not really sure how this ended up over 4k words of unplanned randomness but i hope you enjoy it

Like half of this fic was a complete accident.

—

Izzy seems shocked, the first time a seelie informant ignores her red lipped and heated smile.

Instead they head to Alec, and then stick by him. Watching the rest of the shadowhunters warily until Alec escorts them out of the institute and thanks them for their information.

“What was that?” She hisses and Alec doesn’t understand what is confusing for her.

“My job?” He asks, flatly but he offers the benefit of the doubt and when she sends him a glare and flounces her hair before stalking off, he squints in her direction. “I thought Izzy was still with Simon, is she looking for something new?”

“No idea, buddy.” Jace says but he also is looking a little putout and so Alec ignores it.

If he paid attention to every alarming thing his siblings and their entanglements did, he wouldn’t have time to breathe.

—

It happens again and again until even Clary is getting upset and Alec doesn’t get it.

“I’m more approachable! I have a better personality!” He hears Jace complaining at one point as Alec escorts a werewolf to Cat’s hospital so he can show her to the magical ward.

Alec once again ignores them as Izzy gestures to herself, “have you seen my outfit today?”

And Alec rolls his eyes because his siblings are ridiculous, thinking that people who are scared or in danger are going to focus on appearances.

And Alec knows he’s the least approachable looking, but that’s never been why he’s becoming the preferrence.

“Tell Magnus thank you.” The werewolf tells him, like it was Magnus who escorted her pregnant body to the hospital rather than Alec.

“I will.” Alec promises, because in all honesty, this has nothing to do with him and everything to do with Magnus.

He’s not being picked because he’s the most approachable or the strongest looking shadowhunter, or because of his personality. And he’s certainly not chosen for his position of authority.

Alec is picked because he’s Magnus’.

And Magnus will never allow what belongs to him to hurt what he protects.

And Alec works hard.

Not to be trustworthy himself, because it’s not his place to be.

He strives to never break the trust Magnus’ people have in Magnus.

The trust that Magnus put on the line when he declared Alexander a safe haven for his people.

And Alec will do whatever he needs to never, ever take this honor for granted, or to hurt Magnus by damaging it.

Because it isn’t that Magnus was declaring that Alec is friendly to downworlder.

He is declaring that he trusted Alec — Magnus’ Alexander — to never purposefully harm anything that was under Magnus' authority.

It’s not about Alec as a person.

It’s about what he means to Magnus.

And Alec is going to protect this, the strongest of Magnus’ declarations of devotion.

And if that means showing up at three in the afternoon to a traffic accident—

— half asleep and with pillow creases on his cheek from how quickly he got there —

— because when he’s being asked for specifically, by a very frantic werewolf who unsuspectingly went into labor in a cab, accidentally causing a crash and risking the exposure of the shadowworld.

Alec goes.

He leaves Magnus sleeping because Magnus has his own job and he trusts Alec to this.

Because a great deal of Magnus’ authority relies on his reputation and Magnus is not someone easily reached.

So Alec goes and he gets her there safely while his team covers up what caused the crash and then he activates his iratze so his fingers can heal as they’re broken and rebroken and he’s honestly relieved.

He’d rather have dozens of his bones broken over and over again than have to catch a baby from a stranger's vagina, but he would do it.

If he had to.

For Magnus.

“Oh thank fuck.” Alec barely manages to get out. He’s kneeling next to the werewolf, holding her hand with his jacket on the floor in case he needs something soft and cleanish.

Apparently they ‘had to wait’ which Alec thinks is hardly fair when her water broke while he was carrying her spasming and forcefully transforming body.

He is burning every article of clothing he’s wearing as soon as he gets home.

Alec gets to his feet and launches across the room, trying not to be too queasy.

“It’s not that bad.” Cat mocks him after the werewolf is magicked calm and wheeled away, and she is smirking at him.

“I wouldn’t touch a woman even if she had a dick.” Alec says dryly, because seelies have no shame and think threesomes should be offered like candy, “but it’s always so much worse when it’s that.” And Alec gestures with a grimace, “magical babies are so much less gross.” He mutters and Cat laughs, smooth and light and comforting after his trauma.

“Babies born from cannibalism, murder and soul destroying power are less gross?” She asks and Alec nods empathically.

“Cat, I have vaginal fluid over most of my body.” And Alec grimaces, “unless Magnus ever got bored of his genitals again, this was never going to be an issue I ever had to deal with. It’s part of our private vows.”

“Oh?” Cat asks like she’s humoring but Alec can tell by the sudden gleam in her tired eyes that she is thriving on his trauma.

“No traumatizing Alec with baby launching parts.” Alec paraphrases and he still feels a little lightheaded. “When Magnus asked me if I was willing to take vows that might set me against the clave, we spent months on it. Going over everything. Every pro and con. And Magnus promised me that while I might have to commit treason, I would never, ever have to deal with stuff like that.” Alec nods decisively, “I’m telling Magnus you kept his promise for him. And that you deserve a day away at the spa. Just the two of you, I’ll watch Madzie if you want.”

And Cat smiles at him, real and warm.

“You know, I didn’t think it would work. Magnus telling people you’d protect them in his stead if they could reach you.” Cat admits and Alec nods, just quietly pleased that she’s recently given permission for him to use her nickname. “But it seems that he’s getting wiser in his old years. Maybe it’s your youth that brings it out in him.”

“I’m going to tell Magnus you implied he is a cradle robber, again.” Alec says, but he’s fighting his own growing smile and Cat is grinning at him.

She reaches out slowly and Alec pretends to duck, butting into her hand like it’s an accident and she gets in a quick ruffle.

“I’d like that.” Cat admits, “if you remind him to bring the good stuff. Even magical spas have weak drinks.” She pauses and looks at him considerably and then adds, “Madzie would love to go to the aquarium again. She threw a fit—“ and when Alec raises a pointed brow Cat laughs and adds, “a very quiet fit, but still a fit. Apparently riding my shoulders isn’t the same as riding yours. She wants you to lift her so she can be up near the sharks and fish.”

And Alec nods, a soft smile on his own face even if his shirt is growing tacky and cold from the… disgusting evidence of new life.

It’s a slow thing, their friendship.

They’re always polite for Magnus’ sake but they both love him too much for it to be enough.

And they all love Madzie and she loves all of them, so they need a genial if not warm relationship.

But Alec is terrible at these things so he gratefully lets Cat lead the path of their friendship and he simply follows.

It’s a big deal for a downworlder. Letting a shadowhunter touch them or touching one. It’s a big deal, Cat letting Alec watch her daughter without Magnus.

Shadowhunters are born to be weapons.

Alec’s body, right down to his bone and blood, is designed and trained and tempered into pure danger.

And the clave doesn’t suffer their warriors to be sympathetic, or empathetic.

Alec’s bare hand is just as dangerous as any blade and unlike shadowhunters, who get to live and die and inflict more pain and trauma in a vicious cycle without consequences.

Warlocks have to live and remember and adapt to never getting justice and always watching the shadows for another glowing blade.

And Alec will never forget the pain in Magnus’ eyes when he explained why some nights, he has to ask Alec to wear a long sleeve turtleneck or a glamour over his runes.

The bad nights, where Magnus is troubled by memories and worried he’ll wake and see runes and think ‘enemy’ instead of ‘mine’.

And Alec stays still and pliable those nights. Covered up with fabric or magic and lets Magnus direct how much they touch and how far they go.

Magnus always marvels at his willingness to adapt to his needs.

And it only makes Alec want to do better, to be better and help heal every single hurt that life has carved into Magnus.

But he keeps his hands where Magnus tells him and he kisses as softly and adoringly as he can when he’s kissed and in the mornings, it’s a little better.

Alec stays still if he wakes first, letting Magnus set the pace for their day and canceling plans if needed.

And he waits to see if Magnus will go to the shower first or sit and slowly strip Alec.

They both always know Alec’s awake at that point, but Alec keeps his eyes closed and his breath even.

And Magnus slowly uses his magic or hands or both to bare Alec’s runes.

And Alec aches to hold Magnus, to thank him for loving Alec inspite of how painful it sometimes is, but Magnus doesn’t want to hear that.

It won’t help.

So Alec bites his lip and lets fingers trace over his runes as Magnus makes sure every rune is in its proper place.

Because even though they sometimes bring up old unhealed hurts, Alec knows that Magnus loves every part of him. Has proven it with mouth and words and kisses as he’s decorated and claimed each angelic mark.

So Alec doesn’t press, doesn’t promise.

He just nods, because this is supposed to be something nice, not stressful.

“I have several days where I'm allowed to be disconnected from the Institute.” Alec shrugs as he talks, “even my phone goes off and Magnus typically hits me with a spell that redirects fire messages. It’s rare but we worked out protocols for it after they almost ruined our anniversary. I can use one, for this.”

It’s a promise that Alec will ensure Madzie never has to see or meet or look at any shadowhunter Cat hasn’t personally vetted.

“You’re very accommodating about this.” Cat says instead of answering and Alec sighs and grimaces when he goes to rub his face and remembers what’s tackily drying on his hands.

“Not really. I mean, the institute isn’t what I would consider a vetted and safe place for her yet.” Alec sighs and closes his eyes, ignoring the hiss of magic and giving Cat a grateful smile as he feels the grime disappear.

He doesn’t like asking for favors and it would be awkward to make an official request for something so small to a newly budding friendship but the cleanliness is a relief.

“It could be years before I have enough respect and control and loyalty over every shadowhunter. It might never be completely safe. And I know you got her right after the event, you know what she was like. What she went through. What she was forced to do there. I don’t want her going there ever again unless we know that the worst she’ll get is a papercut because she tried to color my archives.” Because Alec still remembers how desperate Madzie was to save him, even being threatened and blackmailed and all because they’d shared a quiet smile.

“She’s been asking to visit you there.” Cat admits, “her therapist thinks she might need to walk through it. To process and get past that trauma. She’s not ready to talk about Rouse yet.”

And Alec sighs and he pinches his nose and is relieved when the pressure of his head ebbs a little.

“Okay.” He mutters, “okay I can work with this.”

Cat is giving him a weary but amused look, like she’s exhausted by reality but enjoying his attempts at fixing it.

“Okay. I need to have Magnus come check out the core. We never did a followup after the leylines. And it really is volatile, the clave has reports about it dating back months. I can order an official, clave sanctioned lockdown. It means only myself and my personal team are allowed out of our rooms. Everyone else is sealed into their own rooms with location monitors so sabotage can’t happen.”

Alec ignores the incredulous look he’s getting.

“A lot of shit happened because we didn’t have the right protocols and everyone ignored what we did have.” Alec admits roughly, “so I’ve changed a lot of things. The clave is tentatively letting me, since no one wants to outright argue after the last time they tried to sanction me.”

Magnus had been furious at the attempt and was Alec’s self-appointed advocate. Jia and Imogen both still wince when Alec mentions the love of his life.

“So, after your spa day. Because you’re definitely going to need one after whatever happens and she’ll need a good one before. We can do it. Issue a lockdown. Give Madzie enough time to process a walkthrough and then you’ll get her out of there so Magnus and I can actually do what we need.”

“And your team? Are they loyal? Do you trust them with her?”

And Alec looks at Cat and he grins, dark and feral and furious that he has to protect the child he loves from his own people.

“They know that if they so much as allow Madzie to be hurt in their presence, I’ll take the tripled equivalent of it out of their flesh.” And Alec grins even wider, his lips curling around his maw, “Mirai is my second-in-command and would sacrifice every member of our team and herself to preserve my life and authority. And they all know that I would sacrifice all of them for Magnus, for Madzie.” And he looks at Cat, whose loss would crush Magnus, “and for you.

“My team doesn’t love me, they respect me. They honor me. If they die they want it to be for my cause and in my stead. And it’s what I need, because love can be very fickle. You’ve never met any of them—“ because Alec knows that Cat is trying to ask if his siblings and Clary are a part of his personal team.

They are not.

“But they know the very basics of your identity and Madzie’s and why you’re so important to me. I’ll send you their files later. The unredacted ones.”

The ones even the clave doesn’t have.

“I’ll review it. But if I ask for it, will you be able to keep them away without tipping off anyone else?”

Alec nods, “they can stay in our war room if needed. It’s a new addition, Madzie won’t need to see it. Magnus can seal some of my energy to my tablet so you can use it and watch where each shadowhunter is. Will you need to bring her therapist with her? Magnus will have to trip the wards so their presence isn’t detected.”

The only other person who knows who Madzie’s therapist is, is actually Magnus.

Even Cat doesn’t know for sure.

Alec knows she vetted a group of shadowworld trauma specialists and then gave the only copy of the list to Magnus after they sealed a complicated geas that made her forget the contents.

There’s too much a risk of someone wanting the information Madzie has from Rouse and from Valentine.

So they keep it secret.

So that Madzie is safe.

“This is going to be so incredibly illegal.” Cat mutters but she looks relieved and a little less stressed despite how many clave rules they’ll be… bending.

“Even the portals from Idris go offline.” Alec tries to offer reassurance, “the risk of angelic power backlash is too much of a risk. If anyone catches on to your presence, we say we needed a healer on hand and you couldn’t get a babysitter. No one’s going to be stupid enough to press and not a single person is going to assume it’s happening because of Madzie or her therapy.”

And they wouldn’t because Cat had made her opinion clear on the subject of Madzie being any of the claves business.

Mainly that she was not in fact, their business.

And Magnus and Alec had backed her up.

“Okay. Let me talk to Magnus, and I think if we’re doing this, I'm going to change my mind. I don’t want to, but I think I will need to see all of your memories of her before she came to me.”

And Alec has to suck in a deep breath. Because he offered months ago and the option has been in limbo, Cat worried and unsure if it would help or make things worse.

The door to the maternity ward opens and Alec blinks, astonished that the baby is already born to interrupt their discussion.

Mother and child look thankfully clean, but Alec is still understandably wary as they’re wheeled over to him.

“Do you want to hold her?” The woman asks, eyes glowing as she smiles adoringly over her babe, “maybe Magnus Bane’s magic on you will bless her.”

“Is she—“ and Alec grimaces, “safe?”

And the new mother bares her teeth in offended disdain but Cat just snorts, “yes Alec, the baby is clean. You won’t have to touch ah, what was it you called it earlier, oh yes. ‘Baby launcher fluids?’ You won’t have to touch those again anytime soon.”

And Alec flushes because Cat is paraphrasing and then he’s being laughed at by two women and one of them got very intimate with him medically and the other emotionally.

He scoops up the baby, relieved that she’s clean and warm and healthy and he pets the soft downy hair.

“You’re going to grow up to be very strong.” He soothes as he rocks back and forth on his heels, “and maybe you’ll grow up to have a chocolate allergy but that’s okay. Unlike what Magnus insists, chocolate is not the superior flavor. And even if it was, you’re going to be able to taste sunshine on your tongue and see in the dark and—“ he watches the baby yawn and marvels as a little fist sleepily clutches his finger. “And Magnus is going to keep your home safe—“ he finishes, feeling a little lame because his brain is short circuiting at the strength in the little fist.

“Are all babies this strong or is it just werewolf and nephilim ones?” Alec asks before he can think better of it, he doesn’t see the amused looks pointed his way. He tries to wiggle his finger free but the baby’s face bunches up and Alec freezes.

“Cat—“ he whispers, “do magic. Quick. I can’t tell how much strength to use. What if I break her?.”

And Cat stares at him for a solid minute before she turns, leans against the wall and starts cackling.

Alec counts in his head, trying to keep his breathing as even and slow and possible. Babies are sensitive and if werewolf newborns are anything like nephilim ones, then they come with a set of instincts to protect them.

“Please take your baby back so I don’t wake her up or break her.” He whispers desperately and he gets instead a belly deep laugh and he pettily hopes she wakes up her own baby with all her damn howling.

He stands there, still as he can until Cat finally takes pity and rescues him.

However he’s still holding a grudge and he mutters to her, “you better remember to tell Magnus about what to bring yourself. I am going to conveniently forget.”

It doesn’t make him feel any better when Cat insists on opening a portal and then she shoves him through to the loft’s front door.

“Alexander?” Magnus asks sleepily when Alec finally gets into their room and Alec sighs, trudging over for a kiss before he remembers that magic aside, he’s not actually showered.

“I need sterilization.” He says and misses Magnus’ outstretched hand and startled gaze. Alec is too busy complaining to Cat via text that he can’t take a decontamination shower at Magnus’ and now he has to worry about infecting the loft.

She sends back twenty crying laughing emojis and a kissing heart and a middle finger emoji and Alec gives up.

“You're taking Cat out for a spa day.” He yells as he strips his clothes, still grumpy but sincere in his promises. “But if she asks you for the good stuff to drink, make her work for it!” Because Alec is learning to be petty right up there with Magnus, who is the best.

And Alec is a devoted student.

Alec is very content with himself as he uses his stele to draw a rune so his clothes begin to burn.

Magnus is standing in the doorway, staring at Alec in what he thinks might be shock when Alec finishes.

Which is fair.

Alec is still pretty shook himself.

“Clean first.” Alec promises, because in staying away he’s also denying himself kisses but he won’t subject Magnus to being equally infected.

And then Alec shuts the shower, draws a locking rune on the glass door for good measure and turns the water as hot as it can go.

Magnus is saying something muffled and Alec ignores the flare of his skin as it’s beaten by scalding angry water and just starts dumping bottles of soap over himself.

He manages to get what he feels is decently clean, and then Magnus is ignoring the locking rune, vanishing the entire shower door as he gets an arm around Alec’s waist and hauls him out of the lava masquerading as lava.

“What then actual fuck, Alexsnder?” His amazingly wonderful and incredibly magical Magnus is saying.

“Why is Cat sending me so many emojis? And what does she mean when she says you have occupational trauma?”

And Alec groans because he will forever be haunted.

“I love you.” He tells Magnus, “so much. But please, babe. I will literally happily go back to Edom or commit treason for you, but I cannot handle that again.”

Alec is too relieved at being clean to notice all the things he normally picks up.

So he doesn’t stop Magnus’ frantic call to Cat or Magnus’ horrified amusement at whatever she tells him.

“My poor, traumatized darling.” Magnus says and he presses his mouth to Alec’s forward.

Alec can feel his lips wobbling and he graciously ignores that it’s humor and not sympathy.

“I am.” Alec grumbles, tucking himself closer to Magnus, “traumatized. It was traumatic.” Alec lets out a little mournful sigh, “I really liked how much you liked me in those pants.”

“They could have been washed.” Magnus reminds him and Alec scoffs.

“They. Were. Contaminated. If I’d realized she was going to send me here, I would have refused. I wanted to decontaminate before I came home.”

“How about I draw us a bath?” Magnus asks and he kisses Alec’s shoulder. “

Alec nods and then sighs, “Magnus?” He asks and Magnus immediately makes a listening noise as he sets up the tub. “Can I have a full night's sleep before you never let me live this down?”

“I would never torment you with such a horrific experience.” Magnus lies, like the liar he enjoys being.

Alec gives a deep sigh and Magnus chuckles and kisses his forehead. “For your heroic actions in the face of such dangers, I will give you a full forty-eight hours and I won’t share Cat’s delightful puns until then.”

“How luxurious.” Alec mumbles and he’s falling back asleep, against Magnus and in the water.

Safe and clean.

#shadowhunters #magnus bane #alec lightwood #malec #immortal husbands #writing wednesdays #writing wednesday #lumine writes #prompt fic #prompt fill #my fics #my fanfics #my ficlets #shadowhunter au

[valyrfia]

just reread the mortal instruments for the first time in like seven (?) years and like it's fine and all but the concept would've been so much more interesting in the hands of a queer author

#expand tags to read more lmao #the mortal instruments #anti cassandra clare #my take with any body of work tbh #alec is my favourite but also very much gives Tortured Gay Written By Straight #clary should've ended up with simon (à la peeta mellark effect) #i love jace but he loses all personality as the love interest #also i will live breathe and die on the jalec hill they should've got the storyline that emma and julian did #the fact that the forbidden parabatai love story was given to a STRAIGHT couple is absolutely ridiculous #also i fucking hate malec it seemed so romantic when i was like 15 but now i cannot read it without thinking of my first relationship #ie. young and inexperienced me VS. what may not legally be grooming but technically is #à la rhys and feyre i HATE this immortal falling in love with a teenage mortal bs #red flag #magnus is also a gay character written for straight people #like he's fine but he's not giving yknow #i just relate a lot to alec and hate how him and magnus are so romanticised #IT SHOULD'VE BEEN JACE #imagine how good a jace and alec slowburn would've been in the last three books #talking of gay shit get izzy a girlfriend (and have it be me) #i jest but not - all of the lightwood siblings are gay wbk #clary is their token straight #all this to say give this idea to ME not to the ex ron x ginny author #anyway rant over #some teenage books live up to the hype (hunger games) and some don't (these)

[lurafita]

Malec superpowers au

I used a random superpower generator thing.

For Magnus, I got: Beastmaster/Zoolinguist. One who can understand and communicate, and sometimes even control animals. Can, depending on genre, overtake the concsiousness of other animals, or even shift into different animals.

For Alec, I got: Healing factor. Ability to heal rapidly and with greater finality from any injury; the rate of recovery varies from character to character. Can sometimes result in the slowing of aging, regenerating entire human limbs and organs without hindrance from the Hayflick limit by completely removing it and immunity to illnesses and other defects

#magnus bane #alec lightwood #malec #shadowhunters tv #shadowhunters #random superpower #beastmaster magnus sounds interesting #if alec's healing factor is like wolverine's that could also be really cool #but maybe without the implied immortalitiy because that always gets messy #unless magnus is immortal too for some reason #give me malec with the same lifespan or don't give me malec at all

[kasper-tag]

It's time for another poll! This one is for the Immortal Husbands gang 🖤

If you chose one of the open-ended options, please explain in the comments and tags! And reblog if you can :)

#malec #magnus bane #alec lightwood #shadowhunters #the shadowhunter chronicles #team immortal husbands #immortal husbands #discourse! discourse! discourse! #immortal Alec Lightwood #I am and WILL ALWAYS BE your loving husband #I am a fan of both the show and the books and I'm holding out hope for TWP/TEC to change the status quo

[darcyolsson]

tmi scholars help me out why is camille so obsessed with breaking up magnus and alec...... the timeline is a little blurry but i think her and magnus hadn't been together for several decades and besides, she was the one who hurt him, so literally what motive does she have to ruin his new relationship other than "she's evil" 😭 and she's like a billion years old too doesn't she have a hobby or two why is she inviting alec to the sewers and creating thee most elaborate plan ever just bc there's a small chance it might break up her ex from eons ago and his new bf...?????

#even weirder when you consider that she doesnt believe immortals are truly capable of love #bc from her point of view magnus' relationship to alec is meaningless anyway? so why would she come up with such a big and complicated plan #for something that she logically has no reason to care about #vic reads tmi

[somestorythoughts]

Leverage Immortals - Discovery

When it comes to finding out your entire team of good bad guys is immortal, there are a few ways it could go down. I have vague ideas with nothing sticking so I’m gonna write a few instead of one coherent scene.

Sophie doesn’t make it outside of the blast radius this time. For one terrible moment she thinks she’s going to have to fake her death completely, leave her family friends, then she takes a proper look at herself and realizes that while the burns are going to be immensely uncomfortable while they heal it won’t be lethal. The team accepts, however reluctantly, her need to leave to find herself, but they flat out refuse to let her go until she’s healed. It’s a bit annoying, but its also very sweet. But it’s also what clues Eliot and Parker in. Eliot knows bombs. Eliot’s lost count of the number of times he’s gotten bomb-related injuries, no matter how good he’s gotten at disarming them. And Parker? She likes fire and explosives. And while she’s very good at not getting caught in them she’s certainly gotten her fair share of burns. Both of them are surprised to see Sophie’s burns healing at the same rate as theirs. It’s Eliot who says something about it, Eliot who hasn’t befriended an immortal in decades and has a sudden desperate need to share this with someone, and Parker had been unobtrusively near by and joins the conversation. So now those three know about each other. They suggest that Nate is an immortal in that conversation because now they’re thinking about it and it isn’t hard to spot, but they aren’t certain. It takes longer to talk to Nate and Hardison about it  and longer to realize Hardison’s immortal as well.

Eliot’s pretty good at brushing off the team’s worries about his injuries. It soothes him to know that they care, warms him as thoroughly as a hot shower. But he insists on tending to all injuries himself.  And then there’s a job that goes really bad for him and everyone flat out refuses to leave him alone. And to be frank, he’s not really in a condition to refuse them. Everything hurts and sure this isn’t going to kill him but he also can’t really take care of those cuts that are definitely going to need stiches right now.  So Parker stiches up his back and Sophie orders food while Nate makes sure Eliot doesn’t drop his glass of water and Hardison piles ice packs on a leg he’s sure has gotta be at least fractured but Eliot waves him off and he probably knows better right?  Their attention fills Eliot’s aching body with warmth. Later Parker notices how quickly Eliot is back in shape. She prods him into letting her check on the stiches and when he can’t argue a way out of it he grouchily agrees. Nate and Sophie notice too. They aren’t as familiar with these high levels of damage, but they have a gist of their own healing rates and realize Eliot is matching that. It comes out eventually.

Parker notices an assortment of things, namely quick recoveries, and blurts it out in the middle of a team meeting.

But Hardison? There are two ways to find out that you’re immortal and under the circumstances, perhaps it isn’t a surprise that Hardison finds out the violent way. He’s shot in the chest when a job goes too far south. They rush him to the hospital, keeping their panic under control like they have too. What part of Eliot that isn’t focused on keeping Hardison alive is cursing at himself because he should have been there this shouldn’t have happened but he is right there. He has tried, with mixed results, to save a lot of people with punctured lungs. And it is only because of that that Eliot realizes Hardison is healing. “You’re immortal.”  Nate nearly crashes the car. “You too!?” Sophie shouts then yells at Nate to pull  the fuck off the road. It’s a very messy very garbled explanation in the back of the van that doesn’t go further than “Hardison won’t die, everyone in this van is an immortal, wtf” before Nate drives them back to headquarters. Hardison isn’t dying and his breathing is finally back to normal but everything hurts. Nate helps him get the blood off and Parker puts together a pile of cushions on the couch. Eliot is cooking off the stress with all the comfort food he can get his hands on and Sophie’s gone to the store for ice cream because this kind of stress calls for sweets. There’s a long talk that night but it isn’t as long as it could be cause Hardison wants an explanation but he also really wants to nestle into the safety of his family, the comfort of the couch and food, and the relief that he isn’t dead.

#its a lovely day and you are a terrible hacker who's just planted a bomb in a grifters house #leverage immortals au #leverage immortals #leverage team #sophie devereaux #alec hardison #parker #nate ford #eliot spencer