That awkward moment when you have to post a snippet on Wednesday but you haven't touched your fic since last Wednesday and you have to write out a scene just so you have something to post 🤦♀️
I really need to learn to manage my wips better akshjanaja
ANYWAYS here's today's snippet 😘 (it's a lil tiny. I know. Sorry bout that)
A moment later, several of the props on the stage were floating in the air, bobbing unsteadily as if they were on the surface of water. The audience gasped, but Magnus’s attention was on Alec, the subtle blue sparks dancing along his palms - sparks that shouldn’t be there. He blanched, the realisation that Alec was doing actual magic descending upon him like an unwelcome wave.
For now, however, he pushed aside his own unease and waved his hand urgently behind his back. The mundanes couldn’t suspect anything, and Magnus had to make sure of it.
A bundle of ropes appeared in Magnus’s hand, thin enough to be inconspicuous. They looped up and around a bunch of pulleys that Magnus had affixed to the ceiling with magic, and then descended to wrap around the props. Magnus tugged the ropes a little, shifting them just the slightest bit so that the light could hit them at the right angle.
“Oh, look!” one of the audience members called out, and Magnus heaved a sigh of relief. “They’re just using ropes!”
“Oh no,” Magnus said loudly, faking his exasperation for having been ‘caught’, “You’ve found out our secret!”
“What?” Alec frowned and looked up. The movement broke his concentration, and also the spell on the props. Magnus let go of the ropes in his hand, and they all crashed to the ground in a cacophony of clunks.
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LBAF - The One with the Necklace
Alec smiled and put his head on Magnus’s shoulder. “I don’t want to grow old.”
“I know,” Magnus whispered back. “Do you…Do you wish you had made a different decision? Do you wish you could take it back?”
They had made the decision together. When they found the Black Volume of the Dead long time ago, Magnus had gotten the opportunity to become mortal. There would have been consequences. It wouldn’t have been easy.
But they had been given a chance. They had a shot for a normal life. But they had decided not to take it.
“No, I don’t regret it,” Alec said now. “I’ve always thought the world is a better place with you in it, Magnus. I believe in it a little more every day. So, no. I wouldn’t take it back for anything.”
Wedding Anniversaries, Family Dinners, Group Chats and Other Things.
You can now reach the 09th story of Love Begins After Forever here on ao3 :)
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So a while back an idea entered my head and I wrote a fic on it and decided to post it here...... mind you this is my first ever fic and I'm super nervous about it 😶
Also, shoutout to @khaleesiofalicante for helping me with this ❤
Anyway, hope y'all like it 😄
MAX’S FIRST BDAY
The doorbell rang, he was finally here. Alec opened the door and saw his parabatai standing on the other side. “What took you so long?” he asked Jace.
“What? I came here as soon as I could. What’s the emergency anyway? The party doesn’t start until later” Jace replied coolly.
“Yes the party doesn’t start until later," Alec said with a little exasperation “but there’s a problem with the cake”. He took Jace to the kitchen and opened the cake box.
“Um, Alec this is- “
“It’s explicit. Inappropriate!”
“I know” Alec sighed “I ordered a Smurfs cake and instead they sent this”. Ever since Max had watched Smurfs with his aunt Clary and uncle Simon, he had become obsessed with all things Smurfs related. So, getting him a Smurfs cake was a no-brainer.
Jace looked thoughtfully at the cake for a moment and then said “You know Magnus could just change this magically, you don’t need my help”.
Alec had considered this option but unfortunately for him, Magnus had gone to Queens to buy some potion ingredients for an important client. "By the time Magnus comes back, the party would have started and everyone will have seen this inappropriate, butt-shaped blue cake," Alec said.
Jace took out his phone and called up Clary. “She says she’ll be here in a few minutes, she’s an artist so she’ll know how to turn this cake around” Jace told Alec who now seemed a little relieved.
A few minutes later, Clary arrived with Simon in tow. “Simon was with me when you called so he tagged along. So there's a cake emergency I hear" she asked no one in particular and walked towards the kitchen so she could examine the cake. Simon followed her. She opened the box lid and peered inside. She looked up at the two men utterly scandalized.
"Wow, that is um… that is some cake I tell you," Simon said with a nervous chuckle.
“I ordered a different cake and the bakery sent this instead. Please just rectify it before everyone arrives” Alec pleaded.
Exactly at that moment, the doorbell rang again and Magnus entered. He was looking particularly majestic today, wearing a blue-green shirt with a peacock feather print on it.
He looked around and greeted them. “Hello angel-blooded ones, the party hasn’t started yet why are you here so early?”. He looked from one to another until his eyes fell on the cake. His eyes widened in horror/amusement.
Alec immediately jumped in. "There was a mix-up at the bakery and they've sent us this. I wanted to call you up but you were busy and I didn't want to disturb you and now we have this inappropriate-looking cake which will probably scar our son for life” he lamented.
Magnus looked pityingly at his adorable boyfriend. “Alexander dear, if something indeed scars our child for life, I assure you it won’t be this cake”.
Alec had an inkling that Magnus was referring to the treatment Max would eventually face in the future for being a warlock. He made a mental note to address it later.
Magnus took the cake out of the box. “Don't worry my darling, I will fix this cake in a jiffy". He rolled up his sleeves, took a knife from the knife stand, and got to work.
A few minutes later, Clary peered over Magnus’s shoulder. “Wow Magnus, you’re surprisingly good at this. Have you done this before?”.
Magnus snorted. “Yes I have biscuit, but it’s an old story involving me, a faerie, and a bunch of horny vampires”.
For some reason, Jace looked sideways at Simon when the horny vampires were mentioned.
Magnus stepped back and pointed at the cake with a flourish. The cake didn't exactly look like a Smurf but it was much, much better than the original. Alec could have wept tears of joy.
It had been almost an hour since the cake debacle. The living room was full of people. The whole gang was here along with Catarina, Maia, Bat, Lily, and his mother. Robert too had portaled in from Alicante. Jem and Tessa had appeared in projection form 10 minutes ago to wish Max and give him his present, which was a baby superhero cape.
They were currently cutting the cake. Izzy was clapping and hooting loudly, nearly scaring her mother and everyone was singing 'happy birthday’ in a slightly off-key tune. Magnus had picked up Max and was taking him around the room, helping him feed cake pieces to everyone.
Alec took a step back and looked at the room full of people with a warm feeling in his heart. Every person in the room meant a great deal to both Magnus and Alec. If 12-year-old Alec had known that he would grow up and fall in love with a warlock, much less have a family with him, he would have found it unbelievable. But then again, 12-year-old Alec had never dared to dream of having a future for himself. The Clave and its backward mentality had made sure of that.
They were all busy opening the presents and Max was joyfully squealing at the sight of so many gifts. Alec himself had spent days finding a gift for max and finally settled for a blue sailor onesie. Magnus, who always had a thing for giving the best gifts, had gotten Max a set of Smurfs plushies.
He was not as awesome as Magnus in the gift-giving department, but deep down he knew that the best gift he could give his son was acceptance and respect within the shadowhunter community. A kind of future where Max would not be unfairly judged for his demon heritage. That would require changing the Clave from the inside out. And he would do it. One day, Alec Lightwood would change the world for his boys. But that day was not today. Today was a day filled with laughter, joy, cake, presents and most importantly - love.
tagging a few peeps-
@khaleesiofalicante @readingwonders @josiecarstairs @lxdyblackthorn @youngreckless @lqdyofroses @beclynn-herondale @jesse-is-spiralling
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