#lightwood sibling shenanigans | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

heavenwontbethe-same · 3 years

Text

*INDEFINITE HIATUS*

This is well overdue, but better late than never right?

Why you should follow me

My tumblr will

Hi, I am a weird person behind a weird blog. You can call me Sunset or Sunny or Sunshine (I don't mind nicknames, so you can give me one if you want. @theburningocean likes to call me Tiny Piggy. You can too if you want. Other nicknames also include Sunhoe and Sunny The Bard.) I am 20 years old and my pronouns are she/her. I've recently started ruining desiblr's childhoods and am quite proud of that 😎

tracking #user.sunshine

I am kinda socially anxious and overthink and am bad at picking up hints, so just dm me if you ever want to talk to me (there's like a really big chance I think that you hate me or I've offended you somehow, so I'd probably stew in my own negative thoughts and not talk to you first). I am an ISFJ-T, if that is something you care about.

I jump from hyperfixation to hyperfixation on this blog, so buckle up for a wild ride. I also enter these depressive phases, so sorry if it gets a little dark around here from time to time. Fair warning: there's also quite a lot of mood swings and bursting into songs spontaneously. Also, if you haven't noticed already, I kinda tend to overshare and ramble 😬.

I have met absolutely amazing people here and feel absolutely blessed to be able to call them my mutuals. Still working on expanding my tumblr family. If you're a mutual or a follower, you're already part of it, whether you want it or not. Sorry.

Some special mentions to provide insight into specific roles in my tumblr family:

@agnesandmina - my archaeoweirdist who I love dearly and my twin (my literal twin, same year and all. Also, my first friend here) 🥰

@ithurielkeepsgettingkidnapped - I've recently adopted her after we sang a couple songs together. We are now soul siblings. 💙

@reyna-herondale - my mother-in-law (who is younger than me, but nevermind that) 😍

@matthias-is-alive - my homegirl. Absolute crackhead energy, always putting a smile on my face 🤩

@dharanidares - my parabatai!!!! One of the kindest and sweetest people ever. She just radiates good vibes. ✨

@niastormsanctuary-bolastairkanej - my adorable cinnamon roll, though you wouldn't guess she's older than me by the way she acts. Nia is my lob, nia is my storm and I'm her sunset ❤🧡💛

@clarys-heosphoros - my lovely, lovely first wife <3

@kazoo-the-demjin - my beautiful second wife 💙

Part of The Hoely Trinity with @linedmund. yes, the both of us have enough personality and thirst to fill three entire people. cry about it.

I am the cool aunt and/or tumblr adoptive parent to: (Co-parenting with @anotherteenageroninternet is the cool dad)

@grangerstarkid @darkshadowqueensrule @just-here-to-escape-from-realit @reyna-herondale (she's also my mother-in-law, we know it's messed up but whatever) @bookavert @ithurielkeepsgettingkidnapped (soul sibling, but as I said, we know the family tree is messed up) @adamariasmith @ninas-waffles @d4nkug0 @kaz-hawthorne @satanshairycoochie @kanshah @cecilyisthebest6096 @aliceisntinw0nderland @iambecomeyourvillain @alonlyfangirl @bxbygirl-adley @book-dragon-not-worm @chrysalism-sonder @doritosandbluethings @cocoakitty1839 @neo-lightchild-decafineator @psychosociogentleman @lightwood-di-angelo-hargreeves @shays-shenanigans @a-flowery-sideblog @ji-wooandfriends @leestillyeetschappal @badtameeez @niastormbolastairkanejsambucky @dragon-slayer-fairy1 @im-someone-i-guess @neil-perry-the-platypus @ddepressedbookworm @gold-russh @the-axewielding-herondale 💙💛

Hurt any of them and I will hunt you down with a hatchet

Will add more people once my brain decides to clean up its internal mess.

I don't have a parabatai because my two best friends decided they like each other better than they like me. In this regard, I kinda feel like George Lovelace. Oh well, I'm happy for them.

Edit: I now have a parabatai!!

Shows:

1. How I met your mother

2. New Girl

3. The Office

4. Julie and the phantoms

5. Modern Family

6. 9-1-1

7. The Resident

8. Shadow and Bone

9. Bridgerton

10. B99

11. Euphoria

12. 9-1-1 Lone Star

13. Sex Education

(and there's a great many that I literally forget about all the time)

Books:

1. Percy Jackson (basically the entirety of riordanverse except for the kane chronicles)

2. The Shadowhunter Chronicles (if you say shit about any Herondale, get ready to fight me)

3. Divergent

4. Khaled Hosseini books

5. Red, White and Royal Blue

6. Grishaverse

7. All for the game

I am also forgetting other books. Will add them later on when my memory is a little better.

Music:

I have a very, very, very specific taste in music and I listen to just a few artists, who sometimes feature heavily on my blog. I like to listen to:

1. Shawn Mendes

2. Ed Sheeran

3. Charlie Puth

4. One Direction

5. Niall Horan

6. 5SOS

7. Maneskin

8. Taylor Swift

9. Dua Lipa

10. Cloudy June

11. Conan Gray

12. Emeline

13. Mother Mother

14. Lewis Capaldi

15. Joshua Bassett

16. Louis Tomlinson

17. Harry Styles

18. Zayn

19. Arctic Monkeys

20. Jeremy Shada

21. Badflower

22. Omar Rudberg

Random facts about me:

- I love the colour blue 💙

- I hate eggs and cucumbers

- Weirdly obsessed with soft drinks and lemonade

- Hate tea

I'm a muslim. And I wear a hijab. So if you have a problem with that, or, in other words, are a racist, kindly fuck off. If you are a terf, pedophile, homophobic, queerphobic, pro-life, transphobic, or in any other way hateful towards anyone, this is not the blog for you.

If you're lurking around my blog, please say hi to my emotional support ghost himbos 👋👻

My Discord server

My spotify

My Ao3

My sideblogs

Tumblr year in review: 2021 2022

I also love to make friends, but my anxiety can cause the convo to become stilted at times. Apologizing in advance for that. With that being said, come say hi if you want to be friends!

#sunny's permanent pin #get to know me

193 notes · View notes

normal-thoughts-official · 3 years

Note

WE WERE ROBBED OF HIMBO LIGHTWOOD SIBLINGS!!! I mean, that jewelry business idea actually came from Izzy and Alec was like yOu tOlD hIm wE aRe jEwelLlErS??? We could have got so much more of that !! This is the disaster siblings due I strive for and himbo energy I aspire 😭

EXACTLY!!!!!!!!! YOU GET IT!!!! i wanted the dumbass lightwood shenanigans we deserved and the whole charlie thing was the PERFECT opportunity for that and instead we got nada!!! i wanted to see alec stealing all of izzy's braincells only to throw them all away along with his!!! we deserved it!!!

also lmao the whole jeweller thing works relatively well with izzy considering she's a weapons master but it does nOT for alec and panicked alec goes to her with a million questions and she doesn't have the answer and slowly her confidence starts to falter like shit!! shit i don't know either!!! fuck! cue the both of them going into intense dramatic research into Everything About Jewelry Making That Won't Actually Come Up In Conversation

(they have to be away from magnus for this because when magnus and izzy are together they neutralize alec's dumbness-inducing rays i think. they multiply each other's braincells at about the same rate that alec deducts them so it stays stable)

alec and izzy trying to "help" each other with their lies during their conversation with charlie except they inevitably only make it worse because they have completely different trains of thought and it simply doesn't FIT. their stories don't match at all and it's a fucking nightmare. or charlie asks a question and they both go "uhh" and then give COMPLETELY DIFFERENT ANSWERS at the same time. izzy tries to hide it by being like "lol what do you mean? no it was [her lie]" and alec turns to her with the most obvious wide eyes that literally scream IZZY IM TRYING TO LIE HERE and charlie is just like. hmm

#sh #shadowhunters #izzy lightwood #alec lightwood #lightwood siblings #charlie #charlizzy #himbo alec lightwood #himbo izzy lightwood #himblings #ask #anonymous #crack

27 notes · View notes

lex-malla-non-est-lex · 4 years

Text

Been a while since I posted a possibly deranged TLH theory while on coffee withdrawal, so here we go.

I’M PRETTY SURE THE CLAVE IS CORRUPT (at least in some part)

And I’m not talking about the Clave in the Uprising/TDA era being infiltrated by bigots with inexplicable influence, I’m talking about the TLH era Clave, the one where Benedict Lightworm the demon-f***er was an influential figure.

Long ramble below:

A running TSC theme is that the Clave and adults in general appear to be useless or unavailable (hence why the young main characters do most of the important things on a series), but let’s be real, in TID the Clave, in its front, was an actual hassle for anyone trying to solve the issues with Mortmain.

It’s been a long time since I read TID, so I have to admit I could have missed some stuff, but he was, pardon my language, peak dumbass. He seemed more stupidly sexist / anti-Charlotte than likely to be involved with Benedict’s shenanigans (hence why threats of exposing Benedict did get Benedict to shut up about challenging Charlotte). So. Corrupt? Probably. Corrupt in the same sense as Benedict? Probably not.

So where does that leave us? The Clave, at presumably the peak of Mortmain’s run and at least 10 years prior, was being lead by Josiah Wayland, who I just called an idiot. Everything in relation to Tessa was treated with what can only be described as incompetence, and it says a lot that somehow the Downworlder-hating Aloysius Starkweather (rightfully) laughed in their face. So basically, the Clave was useless, and Benedict stood pretty high on their social totem pole.

And we know Benedict had friends in the Council. Who those friends were, is never stated, but they certainly existed. From what we see in TID, the Consul and Inquisitor were probably not among them.

You’re probably wondering, how does this rant lead up to the Clave being corrupt in TLH era, and my answer is, well, 24 years isn’t that long, especially if it’s some degree of ingrained corruption that involves demons.

I feel like the main clue is how much crap Tatiana gets away with. Benedict probably got away with a lot before literally turning into a worm. But we outright see Tatiana doing insane things.

Short list of indefensible things in relation to Tatiana:

Tried to blame the deaths of Rupert and Benedict on the London Institute (she got told off because of the literal Lightworm)

She got all the Lightwood money and stuff for some reason

She refused for her son to be runed. (which people appear to somehow ignore)

She adopts a girl she isn’t related to (despite her having living family)

Keeps both the kids in isolation

There are demons in her greenhouse and no one bats an eye (blame Benedict, yeah, yeah)

She gets caught for necromancy and gets off with a sentence of been sent to the Iron Sisters (and probably only got punished at all because she got exposed in public)

Gets to casually go back to her house to talk to Belial prior to being imprisoned like HOW IS THIS WOMAN LEFT UNSUPERVISED

Now, now, I can’t fully blame her siblings for thinking she’s a distraught, broken woman who lost her husband and son, but it’s almost like she’s purposefully allowed so much freedom so that she can continue doing stuff. And Belial seems confident in his ambiguous attack-from-within plan, so Tatiana will probably have some degree of freedom to do whatever their plan is, even while (allegedly) locked up.

You could argue, maybe they’re just the Clave being dumb, but are we supposed to assume that everything is directly Belial’s fault? Tatiana gets away with an insane amount of rules broken, and it’s not even like she hides it, no, everyone knows she’s the crazy daughter of Lightworm who lost her husband and son and does necromancy, but oh, she’s definitely gonna be safe to send to the Iron Sisters. Definitely.

There has to be a degree of corruption within the Shadowhunter community itself for all of this to be enabled. It’s too ridiculous to be caused purely by incompetence.

And sorry for any typos / fails, I’m not rly ok right now but needed to go do TLH rant theories. >:0

#tlh theories #chain of gold spoilers #cog2 spoilers #chog spoilers #the last hours spoilers #tlh spoilers #tatiana blackthorn #benedict lightwood #lightworm

40 notes · View notes

faejilly · 4 years

Text

ashes of angels 6/6

Alec Lightwood vs Jia Penhallow. Neither knows how to take ‘no’ for an answer.

for @shadowhunterbingo square: training room shenanigans. [AO3]

Alec exhales, slowly, steadily.

He's ready for this. He woke up to a hug from Madzie, followed by Izzy and Jace and Cat and then finally Magnus. They told him what they did, what they found. They've filed all the evidence properly, they've got magical signatures, documented memories, his siblings' statements. They've even got fingerprints, and everyone is already in custody.

He crossed every damn t, and then some.

It's time.

He relaxes his shoulders and slides open the door to the training room that he knows the Consul uses in the afternoons, when the night shift isn't yet up and the day shift is usually still busy. He nods at the Consul's bodyguard, and slides the door shut again behind him.

He waits.

Jia doesn't make him wait for very long.

"Mr. Lightwood." She's leaning on a staff in the middle of the room, dressed in a sleeveless tank and plain black leggings. She looks at him, and doesn't say anything else.

He nods back in greeting. "I was wondering if I might join you, ma'am?"

Her eyebrows lift.

He waits.

She steps back, gestures gracefully at the now open space in front of her.

He takes two blades from the display wall, turns them over in his hands to get a feel for their balance before stepping into the middle of the room.

"Not many people are terribly comfortable swinging a blade at the Consul's head," Jia shifts her weight back, her gaze steady as she assesses him. "Especially not with witnesses."

Alec rolls his shoulders. "You should have had a parabatai then, ma'am. Mine's always delighted to swing a blade at my head."

Jia's lips twitch. "I'm not sure that's a selling point for most people?"

"Can't imagine why it wouldn't be." Alec allowed himself a slow swing toward Jia's side, lets his blade tap lightly against her staff after she moves it to block. He follows the motion to side-step around her, and she echoes, following to keep them facing each other. "And I'm certain you don't think so, either."

He steps back to avoid the counter move by her staff, though it isn't any more serious a swing than his had been. "Sure of me, are you?"

Alec allows himself a shrug. "Rarely."

She hums, and they exchange a few more easy hits and blocks. Neither of them are even breathing hard. She's shorter than him, as most people are, but she doesn't let his height push her into rushing or overreaching. He would have been disappointed if it had.

He's a little disappointed in her already, of course, but he's glad this isn't another thing to add to the list.

"You left the reception early last night."

Alec concedes that with a nod.

She waits through another half a circle, manages to make him parry three times in a row without pulling off a decent counter.

She doesn't seem particularly pleased by her success, her movements too sharp in comparison to the blank expression on her face. "None of the staff saw you leave."

Alec holds in his smile. He's made her come to him... he hoped he would. He doesn't say anything, just steps back far enough to entice her into attempting a sweep of his feet.

She doesn't fall for that, quite, but it's enough to make her frown. "Well?"

"Well, what, ma'am?" He offers his smoothest, least sincere smile. "There wasn't a question in there."

She jabs, sudden enough he barely manages to divert it from the center of his chest into a glancing blow along his arm. He grins at her. That's more like it.

"Is there a security concern I should be aware of?" She bites the words out, follows them with a flurry of swings that don't accomplish anything beyond a nice rhythm as her staff hit his blades. He wonders what she thinks he came here for, because that is petty annoyance at Magnus' ability to get in and out of Alicante, not anything serious.

"A Circle cell drugged me last night."

She misjudges a swing and almost trips over her own feet. She plants her staff and stares at him. "What."

"The entire group's in the holding cells of the New York Institute." He pauses, exhales slowly. He keeps his blades up, his guard steady. "Well, almost the entire group. One of them's in the infirmary."

"You will turn them over to the Inquisit—"

"I will not." Alec states.

She lifts her chin, her nostrils flare. "Are you refusing to follow protocol, and defying a direct order?"

Alec sighs, letting his disappointment show. "It's not protocol when they're members of the Inquisitor's Office."

Jia's lips tighten. He has a feeling she knows exactly who's been caught, even though he doesn't think she'd known about last night's plan. She's bad at faking surprise; she hates being caught flat-footed too much to even attempt it.

"You will turn them over to my—"

"No." Alec shakes his head. "I will hold them until the Silent Brothers determine the best location for a public Trial by Soul Sword."

Jia's voice is frosted as she somehow glares down her nose at him. "Are you implying you suspect impropriety from my staff, as well?"

"No, of course not." Alec pretends to relax and slowly lowers his blades. He waits until her spine loosens just a little in response before continuing. "I'm stating that out-right."

The bodyguard along the back wall tries and mostly fails to strangle a cough.

He doesn't lower his gaze, keeping all his focus on Jia.

She appears entirely impassive as she looks back, though he's reasonably sure she's considering ordering him taken into custody.

He wonders if her guards would let him finish talking, first.

He can tell by the way her glance flicks sideways that she's wondering the same thing.

She'll never risk an order she's not sure they'll follow.

He lets a hint of his smile free this time.

"Why." It's more a demand than a question. She knows he wants to tell her.

"Ma'am." Alec makes his voice as condescending as possible. Which is very, he's rather proud of himself. "No one hires a disgraced and demoted Institute Head to head up a project in R&D unless he's supposed to be a scapegoat."

"I had no awareness of Aldert—"

He scoffs, the noise derisive enough it works to cut her off. "We both know you're not that stupid, ma'am."

She shakes her head, clear sadness and regret. "While I appreciate the compliment, Mr. Lightwood, everyone can make mistakes."

"I'm sure your daughter appreciates that performance, Jia."

Alec stops speaking as the base of Jia's staff brushes against the front of his throat. Both bodyguards are stiff, their hands on their weapons, but neither of them move closer.

Alec waits.

Her eyes narrow. She knows him well enough to know he doesn't bluff, that if he's brought up Aline it's because he has something, no matter how small, that he thinks Aline would believe.

And that he has, for some reason, not used it before now.

All he has is this, that he's known her since he was a child, and he knows she's ruthless, and he knows she's smart, and he'd seen the briefest hint of fear in her eyes when she looked at Aline after Aldertree was deposed for a second time.

He knows she'll flinch.

She pulls her staff back an inch.

"What do you want."

He keeps his posture relaxed, his voice even. "Clean up your mess."

"My?" She lifts her eyebrows at him.

He shrugs. "Yours, my parents, your husband's. You're still protecting them, the old-guard, the Circle, still making plans as if the Downworld is the enemy, even now, when the Nephilim population's been decimated to the point that they're the only chance we have of surviving the next decade without the mundanes finding out about demons because we've lost."

She steps back, honest shock widening her eyes. "It's not that bad."

"It is, you just don't want to admit it."

She opens her mouth.

He stares at her, and she closes it again.

"Alright." Her shoulders sagged. "You win."

He sighs. That was too easy. Too well choreographed. "Prove it."

Her jaw firms.

He's offended her. Good.

"My word," she starts.

He finishes it for her. "Is bullshit."

The same bodyguard who'd almost reacted before choked, and Jia glares at her. The bodyguard lifts her hands in apology, and Jia turns her attention back to Alec, stepping closer and closer until there's barely a hand-breadth of space between them. "How dare you."

"They drugged me with pixie dust." Alec didn't move back, didn't flinch. He raised his voice just enough to be sure neither bodyguard would miss a single word. "In the middle of a formal reception, in the heart of Alicante, because they knew damn well they'd get away with, because they knew you'd let them."

Her eyes widen, and he knows she's run through every possibility of that. She can figure out exactly what could have happened, exactly what that would have done to him, to the Downworld, if he'd succumbed in public. Either Magnus would have been right there with him, demonstrating to the Nephilim that warlocks were depraved and untrustworthy, or he would have accidentally touched someone else and he would have proven to the entire Downworld that no Nephilim could ever be trusted, that they would always break any promise given to someone they considered lesser.

The fact that the first option would have broken something in Magnus, that the second would have destroyed Alec down to his soul, is something he's not sure he'll ever completely recover from. His own people had thought that sort of cruelty acceptable...

And if he'd died, Magnus would have acted, would have done something ruthless and justified and, in the Clave's eyes, entirely unforgivable.

In any possible scenario, the tentative peace of the Shadow World would have been over.

And despite everything, despite her tendency to plan for the worst case scenario, despite her distrust of Downworlders, despite her firm belief that they would always be potential enemies, her need to find a way to overpower them, just in case, Alec knew that Jia didn't want that.

But after it had happened? She would absolutely have closed ranks, would have refused to let a single Nephilim face consequences, because she would claim them as hers, because she would need them on her side.

She'll never apologize for it, but he knows, at last, that she's realized that she'd been played. This time when she steps back, he knows he'd gotten through to her. He knows that she'll listen.

For the first time in his entire life, she looks her age. "What do you want?"

"A proper tribunal for the trial, with representatives from everyone. Downworlders allowed as spectators all the way through, even during deliberations. No one trusts us to judge our own."

Jia shakes her head. "I cannot have Shadowhunters judged by Downworlders, we'll have a riot."

"Half and half, then." He'd expected that. "Warlock, seelie, werewolf, vampire, and four Nephilim to balance them out."

"And when they vote along racial lines and we have a tie?"

"You don't think you could find four Nephilim who would vote on the merits of the case?" Alec keeps his voice painfully smooth. "We have an overabundance of evidence."

He'd gone to the Infirmary at the Gard after he'd gotten the whole story out of his family, had a physical and a blood draw to make sure no one would have any ammunition if they tried to dispute Catarina's testimony.

Jia doesn't bother to answer him. They both know that they can't get anyone who would vote on the merits of the case onto the Tribunal, not this first one, not yet.

"The Inquisitor's always been the tie-breaker for Clave votes." Alec steps back, turns his back to her in order to put his blades back on the wall. "You just have to appoint a proper Inquisitor."

"Are you suggesting yourself?" Jia's voice is dry. She clearly thinks that's been half the point of this, that suggestion.

Alec shakes his head and turns back around. He settles into parade rest, his hands relaxed behind his back. "I'm the victim, ma'am. I can't preside over my own trial."

Jia looks at him with an expression he can't quite interpret, something softer than he's ever seen from her, especially softer than anything he's seen since Aline was a child. "You really aren't angling for the job, are you."

Alec snorts. "I have enough to do already, thank you very much."

"But who else would do it properly, Mr. Lightwood?" Jia leans forward, a light in her eyes that's frankly terrifying. "Who else would listen to the merits of every case, however much it pained him? Who else would the Downworld believe in when he passed judgement, who else would the Nephilim respect? You survived Valentine and his fanaticism, you went to Edom, you kept New York City from descending into chaos."

Alec blinks. She means it. "You want me to be Inquisitor?"

Something dark flickers across her face, and it takes a visible effort for her to speak. "Who else is left, Alec?"

He swallows. She has a point. They'd lost... a lot, the past few years. And they'd never really recovered from the Uprising twenty years ago, even before that.

He stares at her.

She stares back.

This time, she's going to out-wait him, he can tell.

He doesn't know, he can't... "I can't move to Alicante."

"You mean your husband can't move to Alicante." Jia raises her hand, and he doesn't interrupt. "We're going to have to let them in for the trial, aren't we? We're going to have to let everyone in. Anyone in who wants to see it, who wants to see us, everyone who knows we can't be trusted."

Alec nods, unable to find his voice.

"I'll ask Patrick to be Acting-Inquisitor." Jia smiles, sharp and somehow almost wistful. "He's former Circle, they'll all think it's nepotism to save them. They'll think you lost."

And then they will.

Alec considers it. He has to trust her at some point, doesn't he? Has to accept that she's agreed, that she doesn't want them to lose the war, not on her watch, not even if it means conceding this particular battle. "You'll need to start getting Idris ready to be opened."

"We'll send a formal invitation to the Spiral Labyrinth, to some of the most prominent Alphas and Clan Leaders, to the Seelie Court. Find out what they need, let them choose who to send."

"You should invite the Unseelie, too." Alec forces the words out, feeling them heavy in his throat. "Or we're just going to be right back here with them in a hundred years."

"Five and five then, instead of four and four?" Jia pauses. "I suppose you're right."

Alec shrugs. Thank you? He hadn't been sure he'd get any of what he'd come here to ask, much less...

"Are you sure, ma'am?" His voice is quiet this time, gentle enough to make her stop and look at him properly, no longer planning, but waiting. "If you do this, if you make this a real trial, if you give me the job afterwards... there's no going back."

I'll clean up your house, no matter what it takes.

She gives him the courtesy of really thinking about it, he can tell, in the way her gaze turned inwards, in the way she held herself still.

"Yes." She nods. "I'm sure."

He holds out his hand and she grips it in her own, firm and steady.

"Thank you, ma'am."

She shakes his hand, and he feels the finality of it, the sureness. "No, thank you."

She lets go and tilts her head toward the door. "Go on then. You have some things to discuss with your husband, I think."

"I do." Alec nods back. "Until later, Consul."

"Until later, Inquisitor."

#hmdiscord #shadowhunters #alec lightwood #jia penhallow #my sh fic #jilly writes #ashes of angels #shadowhunter bingo

12 notes · View notes

high-warlock-of-brooklyn · 4 years

Text

This is for @daisyherxndale, tumblr is an idiot.

This is set in 2019, Will, Jem and Tessa are married with four kids, Jamie, Lucie, and the twins Mina and Charlotte. Marriage between Parabatais aren’t frowned upon.

___________________

Love, If Your Wings Are Broken, Borrow Mine So Yours Can Open

“Christopher. William. Lightwood.” Anna’s voice is almost dangerous, and had it been anyone else, they would have asked for a minute to call their lawyer about their last wish. But this is her brother, who actually brought up her girlfriend Ariadne’s parents’ death out of sheer curiosity on their first meeting, and then followed it with a comment about a death in the Academy. So, of course, he only blinks at her owlishly, confusion stark in his lavender eyes, behind the silver rimmed glasses.

“Yes, Anna?” Christopher asks, completely innocent, and Anna heaves a deep sigh. “Chris, what did we told you about the experiments?”

“The experiments?” he knits his brows together, before smiling brightly, “Anna, did you know that they’re getting closer to perfection! I can finally get a cure for demon ichor on skin! So now, even if we lose our steles, we don’t need iratzes for immediate protection! And it’s going to be better than what the Mundanes call ‘first-aid’!”

“Imagine Anna, no more burns that take hours to heal, and hurt so bad that one passes out. No more scrambling to find a stele to heal ourselves in the middle of a battle so the ichor doesn’t leave behind a burn! One application of this on our gear and the ichor will react with this instead of the cloth! And it wouldn’t be harmful anymore! Not to a great extent anyway.”

Anna resigns herself to another deep sigh, “Chris, please don’t conduct your experiments in the kitchen. Mum and Dad are going to be home soon from the patrol, it’s almost dinnertime, so clear up. I’ll help.”

A suspicious looking orange liquid drips down the side of the test tube he’s holding, forming a burn mark in the carpet. Anna notices, and massages her temples, “By the Angel Chris! Alex could get his hands on this! You need to be a bit more careful about these, now that he’s starting to climb up chairs and tables.”

There’s a noise of the front door opening, and Anna hurries him, who gathers up all the materials under her careful watch, but before the last vial is removed, Cecily walks in, wearing the jacket that’s part of the gear, rest of it hanging on the stand kept by the door.

“Christopher, I’ve told you not to use the kitchen when you have a perfectly working laboratory right in the house.” Cecily moves to open the fridge, “Especially with a toddler in the house.”

“Sorry Mum,” comes the mumbled apology, and Cecily hurries them to go get the washed up, or in his case, ‘make sure he doesn’t eat anything that’d be better suited in a laboratory’.

The dinner is swift and familiar, as it always is. Gabriel jokes about how Will swore the duck pond near Westchester must have been the work of an evil demon worshipping cult, and Cecily simply chuckles. Anna talks about her training session with Lucie, Cordeila and Ariadne, Alex throws a tantrum, especially since learning a new word, ‘no’. And Christopher is quiet, distracted, sometimes forgetting to eat unless someone reminds him.

It’s like every other day.

After dinner, the Anna volunteers to put Alex to bed, and Cecily and Gabriel stay behind to do the dishes. Christopher does what he always does in after dinner, before dinner, well, almost all the hours of the day. He goes back to his experiments.

Only when he wants to double check the measurements, his notebook isn’t there. He hurries back to the kitchen, and there it is, the lavender notebook that matches his eyes perfectly, a gift from his uncle Gideon last year on Christmas. Just before he can reach the kitchen island, he can hear his parents talking, clearly not noticing him entering.

“...he should be more careful. That’s all I’m saying,” Cecily shakes her head with each word, as her well trained hands dries the plates swiftly with a dishcloth.

“He has always been like this, you know that, Cecy,” Gabriel replies, soap suds covering his palms as he washes the dishes, “He’s a good boy, he’s just a little....distracted, that’s all. And besides, Henry is always distracted too,” Gabriel remarks, handing her a plate after washing, “And he has invented the best things in the Shadow World since Magnus invented the Portal back in 1895. Maybe, our Chris would do something like that. He just needs a little reminder once in a while.”

“I know that,” Cecily sighs, “I just- I worry. I can’t help it. He’s my son.”

“I know,” Gabriel gives her a fond smile, kissing softly on top of her head, “And besides, I think getting Mina as his Parabatai would be great for him.”

“Yes,” Cecily nods in agreement, “She’s a kind soul. And besides, if someone as reckless as my brother can be tamed by a Carstairs and a Gray, I think Mina would be an amazing Parabatai to him.”

Christopher walks out of the kitchen, without getting the notebook, his face grim. For the first time ever since he was twelve, he doesn’t spend the night in the laboratory. Instead, he goes straight to bed. It’s a long time before he falls asleep, tossing and turning in his bed, the words of his parents floating in his mind.

He doesn’t go to the laboratory in the morning either, instead heads to the training room, to much astonishment on the part of all the grown-ups in the family.

___________________________

Ever since Will, Jem and Tessa gotten married and had children, the London institute mostly consists of the Herondale-Carstairs, aside from the few visiting Shadowhunters. And even then, there has been an unspoken pact between all seven of them. During the day, everyone should be together for at least one meal. More often than not, it’s breakfast. But sometimes, if anyone feels like it, dinner turns into an elaborate affair.

Elaborate, but however, not any less than what any other Mundane family might do, thinks Mina as she sees her Dad regale Charlotte, her twin sister, with the tales of his graceful handling of a notorious act of terror by an apparent cult, while Papa adds some funny comments that ‘betray Dad as his Parabatai, truly a hedonist act from someone so loved by him’, Dad’s words, not hers. Jamie and Lucie are talking about their latest readings to her Mum, who smiles at them and adds their recommendations to the ever-growing ‘to be read’ list.

“Lottie I’m telling you, you should have seen them! Bloodthirsty little beasts!” Will shudders, “They must have been spelled to attack us when we’re not looking!”

“Absolutely terrifying, bone-chilling!” Jem remarks, amusement thinly veiled in his voice.

“James Carstairs!” Will narrows his eyes, “One day, I will be murdered in my sleep, and then you’d see how villainous those ducks are!”

“Wait,” Charlotte puts up the palm of her hand that’s not holding the spoon, “Dad? You were talking about ducks? Again?”

“Dad, we’ve talked about this,” Lucie shakes her head, “Ducks are not evil! They are really cute actually.”

“Lucie Elizabeth Herondale-Carstairs! How dare you!” Will widens his eyes in offense.

“I’m sorry, can we go back to the fact that you just said you ‘will be murdered in sleep’?” Jem gives him a look of half exasperated, half concerned.

“I agree with Dad,” Jamie nods quietly, “Terrible beings, those ducks!”

“Okay so I have only one child now,” Will declares, as Tessa shakes her head at their usual shenanigans.

The discussion soon takes a turn to how everyone’s day went, and Jamie starts talking about Matthew, as he does normally. Apparently he met a new Shadowhunter named Grace, who has the perfect misery cord technique he has ever seen.

Charlotte talks about her namesake, Aunt Charlotte, the Consul, working closely with her to learn more things so that someday, if she is elected Consul, she already knows the ropes.

“I mean, I love Charles, trust me,” Charlotte points her fork skyward, “But if I have to hear about thumbtacks one more time, so help me Angel!”

“Cordelia started teaching me Urdu!” Lucie beams while talking about her Parabatai, “She knows so many languages! Honestly speaking, she might be a linguistic genius,” Lucie declares.

“You sure you aren’t in love with her?” Mina speaks out, prompting a fond eyeroll from Lucie. “I mean, a blue-eyed Herondale and a multilingual Carstairs falling in love? More likely than you think,” Mina says, gesturing at her fathers.

Everyone starts laughing while Lucie throws her napkin at Mina, “Oh I can’t wait for you to be Parabatai with Chris! You’ll get all these teasing back tenfold!”

“What makes you think that I’d be gushing about my Parabatai as much as you and Jamie? Maybe I’ll be bottling all that love up!” Mina says, turning her nose up in a fake snob.

“Min-Min you’re a Herondale-Carstairs,” Will remarks, “Gushing about your Parabatai is kinda in your genes, sweetheart.” She looks at Jem, who only smiles apologetically.

“More like gushing about them, literally thrusting your hand in fire for them, turning ill deliberately so that they wouldn’t be reminded of the anniversary of leaving their family, almost dying for them-”

“Betrayed!” Will half shrieks, “By both loves of my life in a single night! This is a black day in all our lives.”

“Falling in love with them, putting the Parabatai rune over your heart instead of the marriage rune-” Tessa continues listing with a teasing smile, as Will crosses his arms, fixing her with a mock-glare, while Jem only smiles at both of them.

“Look at them!” Charlotte speaks in a hushed tone that only her siblings can hear, “They’re so sappy when they’re bantering!”

“Ugh, it’s so sweet, I feel like I’m gonna throw up,” Lucie retorts, but there’s a smile on her face nonetheless.

“Please be just as sappy like them when you’re in love too Min-Min,” Jamie says quietly, “It’d just mean a healthy relationship.” Mina swallows slightly.

“And a chance for us to tease you. Relentlessly.” Lucie adds, smirking, and Charlotte nods. Mina gives them a tight-lipped smile, and excuses herself from the table, before bidding everyone goodnight.

Back in her room, as she changes into her pajamas out of her usual t-shirt and leggings, Mina heaves a deep sigh.

She and Christopher need to talk.

_______________________________

“Wow!”

Christopher turns around to find his soon-to-be Parabatai standing in the doorway of the training room in the Lightwood House.

“Mina, hey. Have you been standing long?” he asks putting his bow down, before moving to the target plastered on the opposite end of the room, yanking out the arrows from the bullseye.

Mina looks at him concernedly. They might not be Parabatais yet, but anyone who knows Christopher knows he would gladly spend all day in the laboratory, unless someone reminds him to eat and drink water. Even then, they usually have to drag him away from there, because otherwise he just forgets and gets entranced in his latest experiment.

So, when Aunt Cecily told her that he is in the training room, practicing, Mina had half expected her to laugh afterwards. But when she didn’t, and instead looked confused, and a little worried, she had made her way here.

“Sorry I didn’t hear you come in, I can be horribly unaware of my surrounding sometimes,” Christopher gives her a small smile as he strides back to his original position, the arrows back in his quiver, bow ready at hand, “I was gonna visit you today actually.”

“Oh?” Mina raises an eyebrow as she watches him position himself, and nock the arrow before releasing it. True to his Shadowhunter heritage, the arrow flies home without a doubt, and he nocks another one, before answering her.

“Yeah, I- uh- I need to talk to you about this Parabatai thing,” Christopher releases the second arrow, and Mina knows it hit the bullseye even if she didn’t actually check. He turns around to face her.

“I wanted to talk about that too,” Mina blurts out, and she can see his shoulders tense. “Are you okay?” she steps closer to him, glad when he doesn’t move away. But then, he’s nocking a new arrow, and releasing it, before replying.

“Why are you asking that?”

Mina smiles, even if she knows he can’t see her from his position. She has practically grown up with him, long enough to know exactly how to make sure he doesn’t close off if something happens. So she steps forward and picks out a pair of chaakrams from the weapons table, before walking over to him.

“I am asking because,” Mina says, as she positions herself opposite to the mannequin placed right next to Christopher’s target, “It is 11o’clock and you are here, training.”

“I am a Shadowhunter,” Christopher replies, “Aren’t I?”

“Chris, you literally never trained as soon as you crossed the mandatory training period,” Mina answers, a little breathy as she throws the chaakrams, watching them hit the mannequin’s head with perfect precision.

“Today, I wanted to train,” comes the deep-voiced reply, before there’s the tell-tale swish of an arrow cutting through the air.

“Then, we train,” Mina plucks out the chaakrams, and goes back to her initial position, “Okay?”

“Okay.” Christopher watches her for a moment, before turning back into position.

“Okay.” Mina lets herself get lost in the motions of training.

_____________________________________

For the people who don’t know these versions of them, all Mina and Christopher present to the world is a sweet, loved, and often deadpanning youngest child, and a distracted and often forgetful scientist, who isn’t like most Shadowhunters you meet.

Of course, that means they don’t see them like this.

For the unaware, all Christopher ever does is handle test tubes and vials. But their families know how downright deadly he can be with a bow in his hand. The intelligent scribbling of formulas and theories replaced by arrows hitting bullseye every. Single. Time. It’s been an entire summer’s worth of tireless training with his Dad that has lead to such a lethal precision. But whenever asked, he always says he prefers to save lives with science than take them with a weapon in hand, even that of a rogue vampire’s.

Mina on the other hand has been told her entire life that she’s gonna have better chance on the battlefield if she embraces her demonic origins, like Charlotte, who battles with all the magic she can muster, grey eyes blazing. Mina on the other hand, has black eyes, like her Papa used to, before the Yin-fen poisoning, and prefers to use Cortana in battle, relying on runes than magic. Her fathers and her siblings, as well as all the uncles and aunts from their extended family, have been proud to find her absolute ease of handling any weapon handed to her. She usually uses Cortana, but right now, no one can guess that the double-ended sword she’s slicing the training dummy with, isn’t actually her chosen weapon.

It seems like hours and hours have passed, before Mina has gone through almost all the weapons, methodically training with every one of them. Christopher however, hasn’t put down his bow once, only stopping to switch his hands. Ambidexterity is something he taught himself after finding out from Uncle Henry that it’s a good brain exercise.

After what seems like an eternity, Mina realizes the arrows are no longer swishing through the airs, and the tall shadow in the corner of her eyes seemingly vanished. She turns around, seraph blade glowing in her hands, and there he is, crouched on the floor, arms around his knees, eyes looking somewhere way beyond the almost destroyed target. She waits for him to say something, trusting him all the time he needs.

“You know, I still practice, once in a while,” Christopher says after a moment, his quiet voice the only sound in the entire room, “It helps me to concentrate. If I feel like I can’t figure out something, I come in here, and I just focus on this.”

“I didn’t know that.” Mina sits down on the spot next to him.

“Mum taught me that,” there’s a small smile tugging at Christopher’s mouth, “She used to do that whenever she felt restless, when she first came to the Institute. Just focus on the training, and let the thoughts flow.”

“I think Dad still does that sometimes, when he feels like he’s overwhelmed,” Mina muses out loud, “I’ve seen Papa just go and hug him. That seems to calm him down, most of the time.”

“I’m sorry.”

The sheer amount of guilt that emanates from that quiet statement makes her stop in her tracks. She stares as Christopher hangs his head again, his glasses dangling dangerously close to falling.

“Why-how- Chris, what?!” Mina’s eyes squint with confusion, “Why are you sorry? Are you okay?”

“I’m- I- I know why you agreed to be my Parabatai,” his breath quickens, “You don’t have to. Trust me. I don’t want you to.”

“You don’t want to be my Parabatai?” The hurt stings in Mina’s heart.

“I just don’t want you to spend your life being my- my babysitter! It’s not your job!” Anger and hurt swell up in his chest, “I know I’m not the most convenient of a brother to have, or a son. I don’t want to be a responsibility to you too! I’m good with science, I like losing myself in it. But that means you’d be trapped in there with me. You don’t deserve that. Especially when you can have any other Parabatai you want.”

“I don’t want another Parabatai! I wanna be your Parabatai!” Mina throws her hands up in the air, “How can you be so brilliant and such a dumbass at the same time!”

“Um-” Christopher opens his mouth, but he’s soon cut off by Mina’s laughter. “Why are you laughing?”

“I’m laughing, because I came here today to check if you really wanna be my Parabatai, seeing how different I am.”

There’s a small crease in his forehead. “Different? Because you’re a girl? Lots of girls and boys are Parabatais. I don’t think the oath discriminates gender.”

“Oh my sweet summer child,” Mina smiles, “Apart from the fact that you apparently forgot that my mum’s a warlock, there’s something else entirely.”

“Aunt Tessa is one of the kindest and most wonderful women I’ve ever met,” Christopher states matter-of-factly, “Whatever her species is it doesn’t matter.”

Mina smiles, despite the way her stomach is doing flips at that now. There’s a small voice in the back of her head that’s whispering dark things. And Mina feels like that small voice is getting bigger by the second.

He won’t agree after I tell him. Even if he’s Christopher. Being Parabatais means sharing your very soul with someone. No one wants a broken soul. A soul that cannot love. No one wants a broken shard in their crystal chandelier, and Christopher’s is the brightest, gentlest soul I know. Maybe I shouldn’t....

No. He deserves to know the truth.

“There’s something very, very wrong with me, Chris,” Mina says, a pained smile playing on her lips, “And I don’t want you to be somehow hurt by it. I don’t want you to be hurt because your Parabatai can’t love.”

“What do you mean?”

“You know how our parents always are so sweet around each other, and it’s like they are the same soul, and not different ones?” Mina swallows thickly, “My whole life, all 17 years of it, I’ve never felt it. I’ve never wanted it either. I’ve heard Jamie and Lucie talk dreamily about all these characters, and whoever they fancy, Matthew, and Cordelia, and everyone else. My Dad did all those terrifying things just so my Papa could live, and Papa did the same for Dad. And you know how Anna and Ariadne look at each other like the whole world doesn’t matter anymore? And how Tom always runs first to the door whenever we throw a party so he can greet Alastair, even if he would possibly not turn up? I’ve waited to feel it. Even a sliver of it. But I don’t.”

“I don’t want all that romance, and that love , and- and getting married so they can be together. I don’t want that. Remember when Augustus Pounceby was playing with us in truth or dare game last month?”

Christopher shakes his head.

“Right, you were in the library,” Mina nods, “So, I had to kiss him, right? I didn’t wanna. Not just because he’s a horrible excuse for a living being. Because I don’t wanna kiss anybody! Ever! I don’t want all that!”

“So there it is. That’s why I actually asked you in the first place. Because you always think about everything other than these, and you always ask me the most fascinating things. And you create things we can’t even imagine. My whole life, whenever I felt like it was too much, all that talk about girlfriends and boyfriends, and lost love, and all that teasing, I always came down to your lab. But I know my soul is broken. I can’t love. And I don’t want your bright soul to be fractured too. Just because you chose the wrong person to be Parabatai with.” Mina exhales gravely.

“Aromantic and asexual.”

“What?”

Christopher looks straight into her eyes, lips stretched in a gentle smile that lights up the lavender in his irises. “Aromantic and asexual. Those are the technical terms, I believe.”

“Technical terms? For what?”

“For the soul you claim to be broken, apparently. It’s not broken, trust me. I came across those terms when I was reading up on different sexualities, after Anna told us all about Ariadne.”

“What does those mean?” Mina sits up straighter, hope swelling in her heart.

“They mean you don’t feel sexual or romantic attraction to anyone. But that doesn’t mean you’re broken. It means you love everyone like you love your family. It means you’re different. It’s okay, Mina. Different is good,” he takes her hands in his, “Trust me.”

“Okay,” Mina smiles, “But only if you trust it yourself too.”

“What?” Confusion clouds his eyes, clearly thrown off track.

“I mean it too. Different is good. Not everyone can do what you do. I wanna be your Parabatai because you are my best friend. You are not a burden. Not anymore than Jamie is to Matthew, or Lucie is to Cordelia. I’m not gonna be your babysitter, I promise. I’ll be your Parabatai.”

“I’ll die fow you, Chwistophew Wightwood,” Mina coos.

“Then perish,” Christopher deadpans. Mina stares at him, astonished, prompting him to blush and explain, “Anna uses that on Jamie and Matthew sometimes.”

They both crack up, reminiscing about the last time all the cousins have been together. It had been utter mayhem, with somehow Matthew ending up on the dining table, Jamie sitting on the floor, Charlotte and Ariadne practicing darts, and Lucie and Cordelia looking for music and finding old songs Will had once recorded. It had been on the verge of being the Great Teenage Rebellion of the London Enclave, until Anna had climbed up the stairs only to stop midway, turning to face them to say, “Listen up fives, a ten is speaking!” Ariadne had thrown a flying kiss, and Matthew had been outraged at being called a five. It had been chaos, and it had been family, and they have another one of those scheduled very very soon, much to the concern of all of their parents.

______________________________

The murmurs of the crowd is almost faint as Mina and Christopher stand facing each other in the circle in the Accords Hall, Brother Enoch standing right outside the circle, along with their whole extended family. As they start chanting the oath, the blue flames rise up around them, and Mina can barely hear her Dad crying in her Papa’s shoulder.

Entreat me not to leave thee, or return from following thee.

For whither thou goest I will go, and whither thou lodgest I will lodge.

Thy people shall be my people, and thy God, my God.

Where thou diest, will I die, and there will I be buried.

The Angel above do so to me, and more also,

If aught but death parts thee and me.

“Christopher William Lightwood, and Wilhelmina Yiqiang Ke Herondale-Carstairs,” Brother Enoch’s voice booms in the circle after they draw the runes on each other, “You two are now bound in the sacred bond of Parabatai.”

__________________________________

After the celebration, Mina makes the announcement, and there’s a pause. Then she can feel her Mum hugging her, and Papa saying he’s proud of her, and all her siblings and cousins are soon all around her. Will wipes a happy tear, and announces her coming out party the very next day. All the adults glare at him, because clearly a party is not easy to organize, especially when they have literally hours. But then there’s Magnus volunteering to plan it, because he loves her like a daughter, and she can hear Tessa making him promise to keep the glitter to a minimum.

There’s a giant aro-ace flag flying on the top of the Institute, must be Magnus’ work Mina notices, as she climbs up the stairs to Christopher’s temporary laboratory in the attic. It had to be built for him and Uncle Henry, mostly because once they get into any experiment they forget to go home, and this is like their second home anyway, especially now that they are Parabatais.

“Hey there, Parabatai,” Mina smiles from the doorway, but Christopher doesn’t startle like he usually does, mostly because of the change in the flow of the bond between them alerting him of her arrival.

“Hey Min!” He waves at her, and a purple liquid spills over due to the motion from a test tube he’s holding, and soon there is a giant hole in the floor, and all the adults are looking up at them from the floor below. Christopher grimaces, and Mina winces a little, and she swears she can hear Anna sighing.

It’s her family. They are incorrigible.

Everything is perfect.

40 notes · View notes

arcane-ramblings · 5 years

Text

jimon + college

prompt idea from : @dailyau

‘we're both RAs and you're constantly coming upstairs to tell my residents to stop making so much noise at night and to scold me for not doing my job correctly AU’

being a resident assistant in college is definitely something simon was made for. he wasn’t boring and too stuck on the rules, but he knew they were there for a reason.

many of the students that fell under his realm to guide, found themselves becoming genuine friends with simon, and they always understood when he had to play by the rules.

his floor was relatively calm, they did all their shenanigans quietly and respectively. the one time simon got a text from Maia Roberts that read, ‘there might be a snake in a cow boy hat on the lose. she’s very nice. we’ve got it handled.’ he felt his body tense up, but he was one of the few RAs that students would inform of their problems instead of hiding it from them like they were the dean. that text from maia, simon received his second week being an RA, and was definitely not the worst thing he’s had to deal with.

surprisingly, the worst thing simon did have to encounter had nothing to do with his floor. he had heard the noise from upstairs a few times, but fortunately a lot of the students simon looked out for, knew the kids upstairs, and asked them to keep it down.

after a few week, he learned the name of the bane of his existence. jace lightwood.

jace was the RA for the section directly upstairs to simon, and jace either partook or didn’t care about the chaos that erupted in the halls of NYU. simon understood that college was suppose to be fun, and complaining about someone else’s fun made him feel guilty, but the noise effected studying and sleep. not to mention simon had to hear all the laughing from watching the snapchat stories of what was happening upstairs.

simon’s floor had spinny chair races where they attached fire extinguishers to them, fueling the speed- like in that one episode of brooklyn nine nine nine, they also had a week long game of ‘the floor is lava,’ and the halls had strategically placed desks, chairs, podiums, and end tables, for the students to get through the hall, they’ve had parties, but never noise complaints. it’s possible to be stupid in college and still be considerate.

and simon planned on telling jace this when it is 2 am on a monday morning, and it sounded like horses were barreling down the halls upstairs. he pulled himself out of bed, ignoring his lack of shoes, and now mismatched socks that didn’t coordinate with his pac-man pajama pants and frank ocean t-shirt. his curls an absolute disaster and he realized he might actually need his glasses to be able to get him upstairs.

simon stood in the entry way for the higher level floor and felt as if he never woke up and this was some fever dream.

“aBABEraham lincoln!” someone shouted over the noise, and a boy dressed as a sexy abraham lincoln whirled around, “aye! look at you!” he shouted back as the two boys hugged.

everyone was dressed as a sexy dead historical figure.

simon did NOT have the mindset for this, he maneuvered thought the people before someone shoved a drink in his hand and begun speaking to him, “hey, you’re not dressed up.” a boy said kindly, taking off his coat that went wit his william shakespeare outfit.

“no. no, i...i’m looking for jace? the RA?” simon inquired, and the boy nodded. “check around the corner, room 122, he’s blonde, he’s dressed as Julius Caesar.” the guy informed simon, pointing him in the right direction. simon couldn’t say thank you because william shakespeare was already lost in the crowd and the noise was too thick. soon simon did locate the RA he was looking for simon, jace was off to the side, getting himself some water.

“your outfits boring.” jace supplied, he was smiling, the teasing tone heavy in his voice. he handed simon a cup of water.

“i...i’m from downstairs. i’m the RA, i’m simon.”

“mm, here to take notes on how to keep morale high?”

“i’m fine with medium morale if that means my floor isn’t up and coming alcoholics. it’s Monday.”

“that it is, a lot of people had exams and we didn’t want to party thursday.”

simon looked down into his water, never being good at conflict, but caring about his friends- and anyone else’s- ability to get to sleep. that lead simon to speak, “i...okay, that’s fine. i meant people party down stairs to, just...can you get them to do it quietly? or just a little more quiet? we can’t sleep. i don’t mean to scold, but you’re their RA.”

“i...i do think you mean to scold, actually. but it’s alright, yeah. i’ll have them quiet down, my bad. i’ll work on it.” jace informed him, and simon sighed, not feeling any better as he tried to find his way back down stairs. however, he did fall asleep to a much duller noise from upstairs.

but, just because jace can do his job for one night, doesn’t mean he can continue to do it. simon begins to frequent the lounge upstairs where jace always is, to tell jace to ‘take more care of his students,’ and eventually, his 3 am ‘i just got woken up by you again,’ glare actually makes some of the students upstairs realize how loud they are.

jace and simon now bicker most days, and it is pure entertainment for jaces friends. because jace and simon get extremely heated, about nothing. they’re almost yelling even if they’re agreeing with each other.

“i am now the RA for my floor and yours, because you don’t care enough that people are trying to study right under you.” simon snapped, and a chorus of “ooooh”s rippled around the room.

however,one of jaces friends snickered from the couch, “i’m sure he wants you to do more than study from under him.”

luckily, simon doesn’t understand flirting, nor is awake enough to hear what jace’s sister just said to him, and didn’t catch jaces quick death glare directed at the speaker.

“you’re being way to stuck up about this.” jace directed at simon, his eyes rolling.

“i am not stuck up. kids party down stairs and don’t effect anyone! make them shut up. or move parties to thursday like everyone else and don’t think i didn’t see the alpaca up here last week, at this point it’s just excessive.” simon declared, his arms flying around to help him physically enunciate his mood

“fine. fine. do you need compensation for your lost sleep? or will you manage?” jaces words were dripping with patronization. simon rolled his eyes, “just do your job.”

“fine.” jace shot.

“fine!”

“okay.”

“maybe the only way you can get over your stuck-up behavior is actual compensation! i’ll buy you dinner!” jace said, matching their tense and raised voices.

“fine!”

“okay!”

“okay! good!”

“good!” jace finished, both of them fuming and simon walked off and went back downstairs. jace turned around and his brother was sitting in an arm chair eating cereal.

“you don’t even go here.”

“no, my siblings do, and i came to see you. izzy said there was said sexual tension i had to see. that was the most pathetic proclamation of feelings i’ve ever seen. i’d go inform it that you weren’t being cruel, but asking him out.” alec supplied.

“and you’re an expert?” jace asked hugging his brother, to which he got a look that told jace he was an idiot. “i’m engaged. so...yes.” alec added

as soon as simon sat on his bed, someone knocked at his door. he simply sighed and considered ignoring it before dragging his feet to pull it open.

it was jace.

“just to be clear, you do know that i asked you out up there right?” he got out.

simon shifted, realizing the situation, he now felt a little embarrassed for it not dawning on him. he also knew that a boy he actually liked, he had been parading his most nerdy pajamas in front of- and showing off un-brushed hair to, for weeks. simon felt his cheeks to pink.

“i...on purpose?” simon got out, which was his tired way of asking if jace really meant it. jace grinned, and nodded.

“yeah, on purpose. is that okay?”

“it...definitely. more than okay.”

“good. i...i’ll see you soon.” jace started before he leaned down to kiss simon’s cheek, “good think you’re going on with me, now i can stop buying ear plugs for everyone on your floor so they can let me be unnecessarily loud at 2 am so you can come talk to me. parties were getting exhausting.” jace sent simon’s way as he backed down the hall way. simon nodded before realizing what he heard.

“hey!” simon called

“good night!” jace shot back simon could hear jace’s grin, and then there was the sound of the door to the stairs closing behind jace.

40 notes · View notes

basicshadowhuntersstuff · 5 years

Photo

Closing out 2018 in Shadowhunters news, updates, sneak peeks, and behind the scenes. All the stuff you need to stay up to date.

Official Promotion

The one and only Magnus on day 17 of #25DaysOfTeasers. #Shadowhunters

Vampire stare down. Day 18 of #25DaysOfTeasers. #Shadowhunters

Yup, that was as awkward as we imagined it would be. Ollie meets her first #Shadowhunters in this deleted scene from Season 3 Episode 3. Day 18 of #25DaysOfTeasers.

This beauty on day 19 of #25DaysOfTeasers. #Shadowhunters

Working or Christmas shopping? Day 20 of #25DaysOfTeasers. #Shadowhunters

We’re glad the Owl is no longer on the prowl #Shadowhunters

If anyone can charm Lorenzo, it would be Izzy. Deleted scene from #Shadowhunters Season 3 Episode 9. Day 20 of #25DaysOfTeasers.

Together again. Jace & Aline behind the scenes of #Shadowhunters Season 3B on day 21 of #25DaysOfTeasers.

.@EW shares an exclusive first look at the February 25 premiere of #Shadowhunters Season 3B.

ICYMI: The hunt for Clary is on. Thanks @EW for this #Shadowhunters final season first look. #ShadowhuntersLegacy

Yes, they're talking about Simon. Day 22 of #25DaysOfTeasers. #Shadowhunters

We don't know which is worse, facing the Soul Sword or Consul Penhallow. 😬 Deleted scene between Clary and Jia from #Shadowhunters Season 3 Episode 8. Day 22 of #25DaysOfTeasers.

ICYMI: here’s your first look at Jonathan Morgenstern in #Shadowhunters Season 3B. Thanks to @TVLine for the exclusive.

And you were worried about meeting your significant other’s parents. #Shadowhunters

Siblings being siblings. Day 23 of #25DaysOfTeasers. #Shadowhunters

#ShadowFam dad reppin’. #ShadowhuntersLegacy

No mistletoe needed. #Malec on day 24 of #25DaysOfTeasers. #Shadowhunters

Maryse shows her concern for Alec in this deleted scene from #ShadowhuntersSeason3 Episode 10. Day 24 of #25DaysOfTeasers.

Merry Christmas, #ShadowFam! Day 25 of #25DaysOfTeasers. The final episodes of #Shadowhunters begin Monday, February 25 on @FreeformTV.

FreeformTV tweeted: The wait is almost over...the final episodes of @ShadowhuntersTV begin Monday, February 25.

This smile = instant mood boost. Behind the scenes of #Shadowhunters.

Luke is all of us trying to work between Christmas and New Years. #Shadowhunters

Izzy & Alec behind the scenes of #Shadowhunters Season 3B.

It may not have been the will of the angels, but it was Clary’s. Stream #Shadowhunters now on @Hulu

Alec will always look after his #Parabatai #Shadowhunters

Simon’s Hunter’s Moon performance in #ShadowhuntersSeason3. Stream it now on @Hulu

Queen. What was your favorite Lilith moment in #Shadowhunters Season 3A

Shadowhunters In The News

Entertainment Weekly (article): Luke and Jace search for Clary in Shadowhunters final season first look

TVLine (article): Shadowhunters Welcomes the 'Real' Jonathan Morgenstern in Season 3B (2019 FIRST LOOK)

Just Jared Jr. (article): Jace & Simon Are Having a Really Hard Time Without Clary in First 'Shadowhunters' Promo For Final Season

TVLine (article): Shadowhunters Promo: Jace Blames Himself for Clary's Death in Season 3B

BuzzFeed (article): Pick Your Fave Desserts And We'll Tell You Which Shadowhunters Character You Are

Girlfriend (article): Freeform just confirmed the WORST news about 'Shadowhunters' in the shadiest way ever

The Geekiary (article): Freeform Issues Weak Apology After Mocking “Shadowhunters” Fans in Disappointing Move

Bleeding Cool (article): Angry Shadowhunters Fans Tell Freeform It’s Too Soon…Too Soon

ComicBook.com (article): Freeform Trolls 'Shadowhunters' Fans With 'Toy Story' Broadcast, Prompting Backlash

TV Guide (article): Freeform Pokes Fun at Shadowhunters Fans for Trying to Save the Show

TV Line (article): 2018 in Review: TV's Workaholics — Connie Britton, Johnny Galecki, Mckenna Grace and 22 More Actors

Meaww Entertainment (article): Shadowhunters' Magnus Bane is a sassy, powerful LGBTQ+ icon made more relatable with a tragic past and inherent flaws

PRIDE (article): 13 Geeky AF LGBT Shows You Can Stream Right Now

Just Jared Jr (article): Katherine McNamara tweets about wanting to be on ‘Chilling Adventures of Sabrina’ & fans are here for it

Just Jared Jr (article): The top 15 TV shows on JustJaredJr shouldn’t surprise anyone

Tell Tale TV (article): 30 Favorite Couples from 2018

Meaww Entertainment (article): 'Shadowhunters': Jace Herondale's melancholic backstory makes him more mysterious than his dashing looks and cold exterior

Deadline Hollywood (article): Freeform Buys ‘Scare Club’ Drama From Matt Hastings

Matt Carter (article): Shadowhunters Season 3 Episode 11 spoilers: The search for Clary

Digital Spy (article): Shadowhunters season 3, episode 11 gets first-look picture as series boss hints at show's ending

Pop Sugar (article): Its official, this was the best TV couple of 2018

TV Guide (article): Winter TV 2019: A Guide to All Your Returning Favorites

TV Insider (article): 10 TV shows we’ll be sad to see end in 2019

Meaww Entertainment (article): 'Shadowhunters' season 3B first look: Clary is on everyone's mind as Luke and Jace kick off a search party

Hidden Remote (article): Shadowhunters Season 3B: Jacky Lai to play Aline Penhallow

The Series Regular (article): ‘Shadowhunters:’ Christmas Carols With Our Characters

Matt Carter (article): Shadowhunters season 3: New photo of Luke Baines’ Jonathan

Digital Spy (article): Shadowhunters’ final season unveils a first look at Luke Baines as the real Jonathan Morgenstern.

The Fandom (article): Entertainment Weekly releases Shadowhunters first look

Meaww Entertainment (article): ‘Shadowhunters’ Clary Fray is a ray of hope for anyone niggled by self-doubt and struggling to fit in

Matt Carter (article): Shadowhunters season 3 teaser: Jace struggles, lashes out

Cosmopolitan (article): Everything to know about ‘Shadowhunters’ Season 3B and finale event

Buzzfeed (quiz): Everyone’s personality matches a ‘Shadowhunters’ character - here’s yours

Pure Fandom (article): ‘Shadowhunters’: Looking back at Pandemonium Con

Matt Carter (article): Shadowhunters season 3 video: Magnus’ morning without magic

Meaww Entertainment (article): ‘Shadowhunters’ Alec Lightwood is a stark portrayal of the boundaries people can cross and the limitations they can overcome

Just Jared Jr (article): Jace & Simon are having a really hard time without Clary in first ‘Shadowhunters’ promo for final season

Meaww Entertainment (article): ‘Shadowhunters’ Simon Lewis is a wholesome, geeky vampire who also managed to beat the friendzone

Hypable (article): ‘Shadowhunters’ Season 3B: Piecing together all the teasers

Just Jared Jr (article): JJJ’s top actors of 2018 are all tall, dark, and handsome--see the full list!

Meaww Entertainment (article): Did Freeform just troll Shadowhunters fans again? Network uses hit show tagline for new project ‘Siren’

TV Fanatic (article): 23 Most Headscratching Cancellations of 2018

Nerds & Beyond (article): New trailer and Images released for second half of season three of ‘Shadowhunters’

Spoiler TV (article): Year end Stats-Facts and Figures from 2018-Most popular shows, post, videos, and more

Tell Tale TV (article): 26 Fantastic Sci-Fi, Fantasy, and Horror TV Shows from 2018

Matt Carter (video): The five most surprising cancellations of 2018

Tell Tale TV (article): 30 Favorite TV Couples from 2018

Entertainment Tonight (video): #Bughead, #Lyatt, #Choni...we can’t get enough of these steamy smooches of 2018! We fearlessly stan each and EVERY one of these lip-locking moments and look forward to plenty more in 2019. Did your faves make the list?

Meaww Entertainment (article): ‘Shadowhunters’ Maia Roberts is a symbol of radical values coming together as a sexy werewolf bartender

Matt Carter (article): Shadowhunters season 3: New Alec-Izzy behind-the-scenes tease

Matt Carter (article): CarterMatt Awards 2018: Shadowhunters’ Malec wins best Couple!

TV Insider (article): 10 shows that surged in popularity in 2018

TV Line (article): TV shows ending in 2019: Jane, Thrones, and More--Which will you miss the most?

Meaww Entertainment (article): ‘Shadowhunters’: Mushy, yet spicy ‘Malec’ action unfolds in new teaser for season 3B

Hidden Remote (article): Shadowhunters season 3B teasers: Where in the world is Clary?

KSiteTV (article): KSiteTV’s Top 18 Shows of 2018

Film Daily (article): True Love’s Kiss: A scorching ranking of Malec’s hottest ‘Shadowhunters’ scenes

Film Daily (article): All the shows cancelled this year (and if they deserved it).

Twitter & Social Media Stuff

Brian Hui (makeup artist) tweeted: Snowshoes and smiles! Right ⁦@DomSherwood1⁩ ? #shadowhunters3B

Brian Hui (makeup artist) tweeted: ⁦@AnnaBananaHops⁩ you reminded me about the glory of those Lilith nails!

Darren Swimmer (showrunner) tweeted: Magic 8-ball says: The Shadowhunters family is not to be "toyed" with. Freeform execs have personally and sincerely appologized to @Toddzer1 and I for the Toy Story debacle and we accept their apologies

Anna Hopkins (Lilith) tweeted: Wowee! I mean I like to have fun too though. Thank you for including me on this list!! And for using a pic of #Lilith #Shadowhunters #Shadowfam #theexpanse #Killjoys #badblood

Luke Baines (Jonathan Morgenstern): Funniest part about this scene: it’s the actual cafeteria at the SH studio so we had to eat lunch in a hallway.

Matt Hastings (showrunner) responded to a fan tweet: I’m ok. Know this: we love and respect you. Without this fearless fandom the show simply wouldn’t exist. So proud to be a part of it.

Alberto Rosende (Simon) tweeted: I’m very proud of our bookclub! Thank you @ritawarrazzo for the writeup. I hope #RosendeReads countinues to be a place of learning, growth, and fun.

Johnathan Ho (Brother Zachariah): SURPRISE I DID A THING!! Watch me attempt my VERY FIRST GINGERBREAD HOUSE (spoiler alert: it doesn't go as smoothly as I'd expected...). Tune in to @FanCityTV's YouTube channel TOMORROW for the hilarity and shenanigans!

Jade Hassoune (Meliorn): I know you want juicy spoilers. So... **SPOILER** #Meliorn has a new weapon. and he’s a happy child. — #Shadowhunters returns Feb25 on freeform and Feb26th on #Netflix worldwide!!! — — #themortalinstruments #seelie #faerie #FaerieKnight #elf lyfe. — @Netflix_CA

Katherine McNamara (Clary): Throwing my pointy black hat in the ring for next season of #ChillingAdventuresOfSabrina... or the next production of The Crucible - either works - I’m feeling witchy... @sabrinanetflix @tiltedmagazine #wednesdaywitchdom ;)

Katherine McNamara (Clary): Haha to be clear... I have not been cast in #CAOS... I’m just a fan and I couldn’t resist with the resemblance of the pic. #wannabewitch

Alexandra Ordolis (Ollie): this was such a fun scene to shoot! Playing it cool is not in Ollie’s vocabulary. #Shadowhunters #25DaysOfTeasers

Luke Baines (Johnathan): Duh. #Shadowunters fans are the best. EVERY TIME

Jade Hassoune (Meliorn): A polaroid I took of the thousand you, on stage in #Milan this past summer. Remember? #tbt #itainstitutecon2 @ITAInstituteCon @Kinetic_Vibe — #shadowhunters #fandom

Katherine McNamara (Clary) posts a photo from her childhood: Some things never change... #spoonfulofsugar #tistheseason

Taylor Mallory (writer): [Speaking Spanish] Izzy: This blade is worthy of a king. (rey = king = his last name, zing!) Lorenzo: How generous... and unexpected.

Javier Munoz (Lorenzo Rey): #TBT while simultaneously looking towards February like.... @ShadowhuntersTV #LorenzoRey Can. Not. Wait. #shadowhuntersseason3

Sydney Meyers (Helen Blackthorn): Eileen is one of my oldest and dearest friends so I'm sorry for any confusion our genuine friendship caused. With that said, Jacky and Eileen know each other, it's all love over here

Sydney Meyers (Helen Blackthorn): Welcome @hijackylai!!! she's a firecracker in all the best ways

Todd Slavkin (showrunner) tweeted: Helen and Aline BTS ⁦@meyers48⁩ ⁦@hijackylai⁩ #dancingshadowhunters #putyourswordsdown #Shadowhunters #3b

Jonathon Ho (Brother Zachariah): You haven't seen the last of me yet! Brother Snackariah will be making a couple more appearances in 3B

Jacky Lai (Aline Penhallow) shares a photo on Instagram: Aline Penhallow is coming for you #2019 #Shadowhunters

Luke Baines (Jonathan Morgenstern) responded to some fan questions:

Honestly, I did a lot bc he’s such a big character & Will played him so perfectly that I didn’t want to ruin that. Aside from reading, watching the show, other research, I worked with a criminologist who helped me better understand the psyche of a person who was raised as JCM was

I’m really interested to know what you all will think of 3x17... we worked really hard on it and it reveals a lot about Jonathan.

Not the scripts, but the call sheet which is a document that production sends out the night before shooting so you know what time to arrive on set and what scenes you’re filming.

I did not. I’m annoyingly serious on set. Also I spent most of 3B crying, so there wasn’t much time.

Shame it’s gonna be undone when you see me terrorize the cast. #RememberThisFeeling

Katherine McNamara (Clary) tweeted a photo: Truth or Dare

Luke Baines (Johnathan): ERCHOMAI: I am coming

Brian Hui (makeup artist) shared a photo: “Hmm, are you thinking about more than just chestnuts roasting over an open fire @LukeBaines ? #Shadowhunters

Taylor Mallory (writer) responded to a fan question: There’s a reason for the change! Book Val has white blonde hair so book Jon’s hair is a visual signifier of his Morgenstern blood. But bc flashbacks establish TV Val as brunette, TV Jon’s red hair is a stricking indicator of his blood connection to the family-and Clary. #BTS

Katherine McNamara (Clary) shares a photo: Mirror mirror on the wall...@lukebaines #Erchomai #ShadowhuntersLegacy

Luke Baines (Johnathan): Thanks Feri! Team work makes the dream work

Katherine McNamara (Clary): A little early holiday treat for you angels...@lukebaines and I building sibling rapport. I give you #MorgensternMindMeld! #Headsup @theellenshow #ShadowhuntersLegacy #ShadowhuntersTV

Katherine McNamara (Clary): Holiday fitness...Just roll with it

Todd Slavkin (Showrunner): We only had 42 minutes for each episode, not a second longer. Luckily, these scenes live on through social media #merryxmas #whendoogiehowsermdasksyouanswer #motherandson #moretocome #Shadowhunters

Todd Slavkin (Showrunner): Merry Xmas to the best fandom in television #lilithandmagnus #holidayinedom #shadowhunters

Todd Slavkin (Showrunner): Cheers to you and your loved ones #happyholidays #fromourfamilytoyours #shadowhunters #3B

Katherine McNamara (Clary) tweeted: Have yourselves a merry little christmas, angels! We’ll see you soon! FEB 25th! @ShadowhuntersTV #25DaysofTeasers #ShadowhuntersLegacy

Luke Baines (Johnathon) tweeted: If you’re wondering how @DomSherwood1 went punching that mirror...it went great Really well. But it’s chill, we found medicine.

Dominic Sherwood (Jace) tweeted: Hahahaha. He’s not wrong folks.

Dominic Sherwood (Jace) tweeted: Mum?

Sydney Meyer (Helen Blackthorn) tweeted: Merry Christmas from #Heline! (And also apparently prom?

Katherine McNamara (Clary) tweeted: Happy Christmas to all and to all a good night...Visions of sugarplums or food coma? Either way-I’m happy. Surrounded by family, food, and film. Wishing you and yours love and joy this holiday.

Brian Hui (makeup artist) responded to a fan question: Luke and I decided that Johnathan would be obsessed with Clary so he would have a lot of the same ones as hers but all slightly askew. He also has some of Jace’s but a mirror image (like the speed) on his neck. Shh, secrets!!!

Dominic Sherwood (Jace) tweeted: Thank you very much @richarddennen and tatlermagazine for including me. This was a lot of fun with some really great folks.

Dominic Sherwood (Jace) tweeted: Totally candid. They just caught me turning up. @richarddennen and tatlermagazine Thank you!

Katherine McNamara (Clary) tweeted: When you realize the holiday leftovers are all gone... #FrayFriday #ShadowhuntersLegacy @ShadowhuntersTV #FBF

Brian Hui (makeup artist) tweeted: Let’s have a little throwback BTS with two lovely ladies! Right @AnnaBananaHops @aleyordolis ? #Shadowhunters

Taylor Mallory (writer) explained: Each episode is broken down scene by scene by the whole writers room! Then one writer goes off to write the outline & script. Both documents get lots of notes from the room, showrunners, network, & producers; the writer is in charge of implementing them! #Collectiveprocess

Katherine McNamara (Clary): Tryna get my fit together...thanks to @nuno_salles for kicking my ass on the daily! #progress

Katherine McNamara (Clary) congratulated Dom (Jace) and Greg Sulkin on gracing the cover of Tatler magazine

Arianna Williams (Madzie): Dom & me #sweetride #memories #Shadowhunters

Anna Hopkins (Lilith): I’m loving all your answers. Whether it was “all of them I’m gay for her” or “none, I wanted her to burn and die every second she was on screen.” I love you all and am proud of you and miss you!! #disciples #shadowfam #Shadowhunters #ShadowhuntersLegacy #Lilith

Katherine McNamara (Clary) wishes Steve Byers (Underhill) a happy birthday.

Katherine McNamara (Clary) posted a photo of herself with the caption “Daydream with me...”

Emeraude Toubia (Izzy) posted a photo of her with Prince Royce

Matthew Daddario (Alec) posted a photo announcing his wedding last year with the caption “Gotta be able to do all three! Happy One year! Happy New Year!”

Esther Kim (Matthew Daddario’s wife) posted a photo announcing their one year anniversary with the caption “Happy Anniversary gonna be hard to top last year’s celebrations!”.

Alisha Wainwright (Maia): 2018 was intense. I’m happy to come out the other side with a sense of possibility and gratitude. Dream big. Happy new year.

Katherine McNamara (Clary) posted a photo with Will Tudor (Jonathon Morganstern/Sebastian Verlac) at her New Years eve celebration with the caption “Ringing in 2019 with these dapper gents! #HappyNewYear to one and all!”

Arianna Williams (Madzie) posted some photos of herself from 2018 with the caption “Where’s the party at? 2018 was fabulous, I can’t wait for 2019 and all the new memories to come #loveyou #ariana #makingmemories #arilovers”

Katherine McNamara (Clary) tweeted: 2018, thank you. 2019, I’m ready. #happynewyear

Other News

Shadowhunters TV tweeted: Two practically perfect things in one video: @Kat_McNamara and @Disney’s #MaryPoppinsReturns. Make sure to catch this one, in theaters Wednesday.

YoutubeTV tweeted: First up on our #Shipmas List is the iconic Magnus Bane and Alec Lightwood. May @ShadowhuntersTV let them live happily ever after. #MalecForever

FanCityCentral tweeted: Hey #Shadowfam We’re joined by @_jbho_ in tomorrow’s FANMAS episode!! We compete in a Gingerbread House Challenge with Brother Zachariah & talk all things Shadowhunters! Subscribe to check it out & enter our awesome SH giveaway tomorrow!

Film Daily (contest): 60 second fan fiction seasonal contest

FanCityCentral (video): GUYS ITS HERE!!! DAY SIX OF #FANMAS Our super intense gingerbread making contest with @_jbho_ is live! AND our amazing #shadowhunters giveaway. We had so much fun making this for you guys we can’t wait to hear what you think!

FanCityCentral (Video): Helllooooo fandom fam... As promised we have a 9 minute Blooper-esque video coming to you tomorrow with outtakes from our gingerbread competition with @_jbho_ #Shadowhunters #SaveShadowhunters

FanCityCentral (video): #12 This moment “A new love interest? Are you out of your mind?!” Proving once again why entertainment shows should hire fans for interviews-or at the very least do their research. #MalecForever #SaveShadowhunters #FandomIn2018

@ferilambert tweeted: It’s officially on freeform.com. why they didn’t post it on twitter? Go and stream the shit out of it #Shadowfam #SaveShadowhunters #Shadowhunters

Alberto Rosende (Simon): Feb 25th! #ShadowhuntersSeason3B #MerryChristmas

TV Insider (article): Which TV stars are expecting in 2018?

#shadowhunters #saveshadowhunters #bss news roundup

8 notes · View notes

bussanbaby · 6 years

Text

It’s barely past eight in the morning when Izzy unlocks the door to her own little corner of the Institute, a hybrid of a workshop and an office. It’s a recent development, entirely of Alec’s doing after she mentioned wanting to get back into weapon engineering. So far the immersive work has been a great source of joy and pride for Isabelle, allowing her to focus, reinvigorate despite the difficult tasks, grow even stronger in her recovery.

She loves the space he’d put together for her under her guidance - one part of it includes a large desk, a loveseat in the corner and a couple of shelves with all the books she could list. The other half is comprised of a work bench currently cluttered with misshapen pieces of metal that in the end will come together as her double-arrow crossbow, as well as her tools and materials, most of those safely stored away in large cupboards tucked against the stone walls.

Hanging her jacket over the back of the swivel chair, Izzy sets her hands on her hips, mentally compartmentalizing everything that begs for her attention - finishing all the budget amendments for the Head to include in this month’s report, finally getting done with that stubborn blueprint for tracking arrows, and if she’s feeling extremely productive - kicking Clary’s ass in double-handed staffs training.

She sets to work after putting her hair up into a messy bun, but she barely gets a few sentences into the report, when there’s a knock on her door - three quick raps, easily recognizable as her older brother.

“Come in,” she answers, a subtle sort of excitement blooming through her chest. She hasn’t had the chance to see him properly lately, as they’ve both been busy with respective work; it would be a lie to say she doesn’t miss him.

The door creaks open and Alec pokes his head into the office, cell phone trapped against his ear, his other hand busy with a tray holding two coffee cups to go. He hums to let the person on the other side of the call know he’s listening, eyebrows drawn together in focus.

“Are you busy?” he mouths to Izzy and she shakes her head ‘no’ vigorously, causing a couple of rebel curls to slip out, messily framing her face. There’s an almost imperceptible quirk of his mouth, a smile anyone not aware of Alec’s habits would miss entirely.

He shoulders the door closed and wraps up the conversation after everything seems to be confirmed, perching on the edge of her desk as he does so. Izzy rounds the piece of furniture, also choosing to lean against the sharp edge, since it feels less professional and just more like the two of them talking.

It’s when she notices the outfit in its full glory - dress pants patterned with dark green plaid, cropped above his ankles and tapered at the bottom - a definite statement piece if Izzy knows anything about fashion (and she does). The rest of the outfit is black - polished wingtip oxfords, a dress shirt buttoned to the top and a long coat thrown over his shoulders.

While it’s still elegant in a way that fits Alec’s personal style of comfort and practicality, it makes her brother seem like he stepped off the runway no more than two minutes ago. There’s a presence to him, the confidence of a leader, quiet control alongside his usual sternness and the watchful way he holds himself; all of it is softened by his ruffled hair and the subtle silver glitter of jewelry.

“Look at you! You’re giving me a run for my money as the best-dressed Shadowhunter in NY, big bro,” she greets him with a quip, oxblood-colored lips stretching into a cheeky grin. “Note that I graciously said ‘Shadowhunter’.”

A full smile blooms on Alec’s face as he casts down his eyes in almost unconscious modesty, but she can feel him settle comfortably against the words. Just a while ago, at any personal comment she would make, he’d curl in on himself and bristle the spikes stuck in his armor; he’d snap and huff and roll his eyes, anxiety moving through him in jagged ways. The ever-famous eye roll is still a popular classic, but now it’s usually directed at Jace or Clary after some sort of reckless shenanigans, at Izzy when she gets into trouble, and often at all the Shadowhunters he’s got to keep in check.

He’s different these days, yet somehow the same.

“Oh, I know, nobody’s taking Magnus’ crown on that front,” Alec answers with a quiet chuckle, then stretches the arm holding the coffee towards her. “Got you your favorite one.”

Izzy takes the cup with her name messily scribbled on it in black marker, recognizing the logo from a small hole-in-the-wall café that makes the best lattes. Just one sip warms her from the inside, all of the rich flavors making her eyes dip closed for just a moment.

Alec’s watching her already when she opens them again - there’s a pleasant expression on his face that she can’t fully interpret, the edges of all the emotions blurring together. She raises her eyebrows in a silent question, but Alec just takes a gulp of his own coffee, eyes drifting towards the work table across from him.

“So, how is my favorite sibling doing?” Alec asks nonchalantly as he crosses his ankles with a sly smile, clearly in no rush to leave; Izzy doesn’t want him to anyway.

She laughs into the lip of her cup and leans over to lightly smack him on the shoulder.

“Better not tell that to Jace, huh?” she teases, taking another sip of her coffee.

Alec pulls his shoulders into a shrug, one corner of his mouth curved up. “What the ears don’t hear, the heart doesn’t grieve over.”

“Mister Lightwood, that’s mean!” Izzy feigns offense in the name of her other brother, hand poised over her lips in mock-shock.

Alec laughs at that, throwing his head back, eyes crinkling into adorable crow’s feet at the corners.

“‘Mean’ is my middle name, according to some people around here.”

“No, that’s Gideon.”

The joke earns Isabelle a slow look of disapproval, then Alec sighs theatrically and reaches for her drink as if he has no other choice. “I got you coffee because I love you, but now I need to rethink that decision.”

“No!” Izzy slips out under Alec’s arm in fits of laughter and he gives another half-hearted attempt at pulling her back, fingers snagging in the collar of her shirt. She lets herself be drawn closer until she’s able to wrap her arms around Alec beneath his coat, careful of her drink she’s still holding onto.

She tucks herself up against her brother’s side, just the perfect size to rest her head on his shoulder. Alec’s arms come up around Isabelle and she feels the safest she could ever be, in the embrace of the person that was always stood by her, even in her darkest moments when all she could think about was yin fen and the pain it caused. He never judged her for anything, instead took care of her and loved her all the same. Truthfully, she probably wouldn’t even be here without him.

It’s nothing she didn’t know already, but the realization makes her chest hurt with all that she feels - love, gratitude, faith, so much more than that. She’s always looked up to him; from the very first day she remembers, Alec was right by her side, holding her little chubby toddler hand, training with her when they were big enough to do so, always listening to her even when he was worn down himself. She knows he would do anything for her - give up all that he has to keep her smiling.

She’d do the same for him without hesitation.

Alec’s been miserable until Magnus came into his life - frustrated, terrified, stuck inside the cage this society built around him. And perhaps she wasn’t able to be the one to pull him out of that, to help him realize he’s so much more than a soldier and a son - someone who deserves his own happiness and the space to spread his wings; she’s still glad to be there for him, watch him flourish and grow into the person he was always meant to be.

He may seem different, but he’s the same Alec she’s known forever, just happy.

Of course, they’ve had good moments where they laughed together and sassed each other, and had days where everything seemed alright, but there was always an underlying current of something missing. Alec would never mention it, but she could see it in the slouched angle of his shoulders, in the way he stood rigidly with his eyes trained on the floor each time their parents spoke to him, in the way he’d come from training with bruised skin and reddened eyes.

Now, he talks to Izzy more - about his life, about himself and the way he feels, even if some details stay forever a secret, huddled close to his heart. She’s completely okay with that - she’s just glad he knows he can confide in her whenever he needs to.

He tells her about his dates and life with Magnus, promises to take her sightseeing in Rome with them the next time they go, gossips about Clave executives and all the dumb laws he has to try and fix with the Council’s help; he mentions his better contact with mom and laughs about somehow lucking out again to find himself friends with people like Luke, Cat, Maia, and Simon.

Izzy talks too - she mentions the mundane meetings and how sometimes it gets hard, but she pulls through, for herself and for others. She talks about hanging out with Maia and Simon as well, about training Max to be the best he can. Once she confesses how strange it is to be back in the swing of things, yet how ecstatic that makes her.

She tightens her grip around Alec’s chest, swallowing around the cluster of emotions stuck in her throat, just as he drops a kiss on top of her head.

“What are you thinking, Iz?” he asks, affection and genuine curiosity easy to spot in his tone, low and rumbling beneath her ear.

She glances up at him, smiles wide and honest, considering all the words wanting to be said, all the ‘thank you’s and ‘I’m sorry’s and all the secrets he doesn’t know yet, but someday will.

“I’m glad to have you by my side, big brother.”

His expression softens, becomes vulnerable in the way he allows himself to be only around those who mean the world to him. Setting his cup on the edge of her desk, Alec kisses her forehead, his hands warm against the sides of her face.

“It’s always been us against the world, hasn’t it?” he hums after a moment of quiet.

And he’s right; it’s always been them, Alec and Izzy, a brother and a sister who disagree on everything, except how much they love each other.

#shadowhunters #alec and izzy #highwarlockofhell #izzybabewoods #magnusbaene #belovedbane #maialec #confidentalec #laughingmagnus #melbopo #alecfancywood #hufflebee #sharona1x2 #redappleblossom #this is a bit different since i just wanted to have some sibling bonding #my true parabatai!!!#my fics #sorry for any mistakes i'm too tired to go through this again

292 notes · View notes