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half-bakedboy · 2 years

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deal with the alpha

Pairing: Isabelle Lightwood/Maia Roberts Rated: Gen Prompt: Alliance/Friendship

“I’m merely here to pretend I’m a lady in need of a suitor, not actually be one,” she responded with a smirk on her painted lips. “From the way you practically fled from Warlock Rey, I assumed I would find similar company as my opera singer became otherwise engaged with Shadowhunter Branwell.”

Isabelle shook her head violently as she stuttered, “I– Me? No, I’m– This feels like a trap.”

“It’s not a trap, Ms. Lightwood. I simply thought you might be a kindred spirit in these disagreeable circumstances.”

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The ballroom was so crowded with awful gentlemen, Isabelle couldn’t even breathe without inhaling the scent of the men she didn’t want anything to do with. The only reason she had even put herself in the running for a partner was so that no one else in her family had to. Alec was already happy in his love affair with Prince Magnus and Jace wasn’t even remotely ready to settle down away from his… wayward ways. For the first time in her life, it was her turn to take responsibility for the family she loved so much.

She knew that this was her only hope but she really wished she wasn’t out of options.

“What’s got you thinking so hard, Shadowhunters Lightwood?” Isabelle turned abruptly to see Alpha Maia Roberts lurking behind her, a glass of champagne in her hand.

“Alpha Roberts,” Isabelle said with the appropriate amount of respect. Maia waved her off and leaned against one of the pillars out in the garden. “I apologize for not welcoming you sooner. I didn’t realize you were–”

“I meant for you not to know. I come out here to be alone,” she responded, not-so-politely as Isabelle was trying to be. “I didn’t realize that the Lightwood Prize would be avoiding all of those doting suitors inside,” she commented, taking a large sip of her champagne.

“I’m not avoiding,” Isabelle argued, “I’m simply getting some fresh air. Isn’t that why you are out here?”

Maia shrugged. “I was out here to make some unduly impure connections with one of the opera singers providing our entertainment tonight.”

“Alpha Roberts!” Isabelle said, mouth agape at the admission.

“Please, just call me Maia. I’m merely here to pretend I’m a lady in need of a suitor, not actually be one,” she responded with a smirk on her painted lips. “From the way you practically fled from Warlock Rey, I assumed I would find similar company as my opera singer became otherwise engaged with Shadowhunter Branwell.”

Isabelle shook her head violently as she stuttered, “I– Me? No, I’m– This feels like a trap.”

“It’s not a trap, Ms. Lightwood. I simply thought you might be a kindred spirit in these disagreeable circumstances.”

“Kindred? How?” Isabelle asked. She found herself intrigued by Alpha Roberts–Maia, she corrected herself. She was one of the most eligible suitors in the ballroom and only the best had their eyes set on the Alpha. She held power someone like Isabelle could only wish for and a name that everyone wanted as their own.

“You seem to want to be here less than I do, and believe me, that’s a task in itself.”

“You don’t want to be here?” Isabelle asked, taking a seat on one of the benches in the garden and smoothing out her much-too-poofy dress. Maia scoffed and sauntered over, sitting beside Isabelle and offering her the champagne glass. Isabelle averted her eyes as was polite and shook her head slowly.

“You’re telling me you do?”

“I didn’t say that,” Isabelle answered a bit too quickly. Maia smiled at the eagerness of her response, either way.

“Knew it,” Maia whispered proudly to herself. Isabelle rolled her eyes and before Maia could say more, reached for the champagne glass to bring to her lips. She took a slow sip, Maia’s eyes boring into her with every gulp. “I have been watching you, Isabelle Lightwood.”

“You have?” Isabelle asked suspiciously, coughing a bit when the bubbles trapped themselves in the back of her throat. “I didn’t think you were interested in a suitor…”

“Oh, don’t hear me wrong, I am more interested in eating a pound of chocolate than gaining a spouse,” Maia said with disgust. Isabelle giggled at the image that conjured in her mind, pressing her lips closed when she realized it probably wasn’t the best idea to laugh at the powerful werewolf. “Rumor around the gossip mill is that you’re the one tasked to replenish the Lightwood family name, is that true?”

“That’s not–” Before Isabelle could finish, Maia raised an eyebrow as if she was already sensing the lie about to leave Isabelle’s lips. “I have a lot of pressure placed on me–more than I assumed I would–and the acceptable suitors aren’t exactly lining up to take that on.”

“I have a proposition for you,” Maia began. Isabelle immediately shook her head and stood, smoothing out her dress.

“I will not accept your sympathy, Alpha Roberts, nor will I put my family at risk so that you–”

“Allow me to finish before you assume my intentions, Shadowhunter Lightwood,” Maia interrupted, following behind Isabelle to stand.

“I’m sorry, Alpha– Maia, please finish.”

“I want nothing more than to leave this forsaken city without a suitor following me like a lost puppy. From what I’m gathering, all you want is a suitor who doesn’t smell vaguely of fried eggs.” Isabelle giggled because she wasn’t far off before nodding. “There is nothing this city loves more than drama, am I correct in that?”

“They thrive on it,” Isabelle agreed.

“What’s more dramatic than the most formidable Alpha of our generation courting a tarnished Shadowhunter like yourself?” Maia asked. Isabelle thought the question was rhetorical but then the proposition was oh so clear in her mind.

“You want to court me? You don’t even want a spouse and I need one,” Isabelle pointed out.

“Which is why this makes absolute sense, don’t you see?!” Maia said excitedly, reaching to hold Isabelle’s hands in her own. She should have pulled away but something about the way Maia was looking at her kept her still. “I can spend my time with someone I enjoy the company of and look unattainable to those on the outside while you–”

“...Look more desirable for having someone of your status spend their time courting me.”

“Exactly,” Maia agreed, dropping Isabelle’s hands. Thank the Angel she did, because Isabelle wasn’t sure she’d be able to think with Maia touching her.

The proposal made sense, that much Isabelle couldn’t argue against. She would be seen as more than the tainted shadowhunter desperate for a suitor and would find someone to improve her family name for the sake of her mother. She could have a chance at happiness if she agreed.

All she had to do was pretend to be in love with Maia.

She gazed over at the Alpha with beautiful brown eyes and perfectly curled hair. She would have to be blind not to be half in love with Maia as was the rest of the city. She understood that by the end of the ruse, she wouldn’t have to pretend, but it was her only hope. It was the only other option she had wished for when she walked into the garden.

So, she agreed. When Maia took her hand to shake on their arrangement, all Isabelle felt was impending trouble.

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bytheangell · 2 years

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First Day Jitters

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“I don’t know if I can do this… what if they don’t listen to me?” Maia says, pacing back and forth, her shoes sticking slightly to the floor of the Jade Wolf where she came to meet with Isabelle prior to her first official day as Head of the Institute.

“They will,” Izzy reassures her. “They have to, if nothing else,” the werewolf adds with an easy laugh. Maia wishes she felt any of that easiness or shared any of Isabelle’s unwavering belief in her abilities.

“As if either of us would listen to someone just because they’re in charge,” Maia points out with a bit of a smirk. “If Luke didn’t move to Idris and pass the title to me, I wouldn’t even be in the running for years - decades, even - to head an entre Institute, and everyone knows it.”

Isabelle moves to stand in front of Maia and effectively stop her pacing, reaching out to take Maia’s hands in her own and give them a squeeze as she looks into Maia’s eyes.

“Everyone also knows that he put you up as his replacement for a reason, Maia. You’re the best one for the job, and everyone knows it. You got this, babe,” Isabelle says, punctuating her last words with a kiss to the top of each of Maia’s hands.

“I guess I don’t have much of a choice,” Maia admits, glancing at the clock on the wall behind her girlfriend. “Time to go.”

“Want me to walk you there? Jace can handle things here for the day and I can stay close by in case you need any emergency support,” Izzy offers.

“Right, because nothing says ‘I can handle this’ than having a werewolf on standby to fight my battles for me,” Maia laughs.

“Not for you,” Izzy corrects. “With you. And I was thinking more for emotional support than physical intervention. Are you anticipating a lot of fistfights on your first day? Maybe I should be more worried…”

“Shut up,” Maia says with a roll of her eyes, but there’s no heat behind her words. There never is when she’s talking with Isabelle, the only person who’s ever managed to tame the instinctive rage she used to feel so often and replace it so easily with something calm and measured.

“Make me,” Isabelle replies almost immediately, a familiar back-and-forth between them which ends in a kiss. It always ends in a kiss. Maia knows she’s smearing Isabelle’s bright red lipstick but she doesn’t particularly care, making a mental note to double-check her teeth later as she pulls away with one last bite to Izzy’s lower lip, tugging the skin between her teeth.

“Alright, alright, go before you’re late on your first day and you blame me for it,” Izzy says, practically shoving Maia out the door of the Jade Wolf. “I’m just a phone call away if you need any backup,” Izzy adds with a wink.

Maia hopes she doesn’t, but she supposes only time will tell as she carefully wipes the traces of red from her own lips and makes her way to the Institute.

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normal-thoughts-official · 3 years

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Do you think the polycule has any holiday traditions?

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that's actually a pretty interesting question because the polycule is very culturally diverse. like of course we have simon who's jewish, but the rest is kind of in a weird place. i'm pretty sure shadowhunters don't have holidays at all, and since clary was raised by a shadowhunter and a former shadowhunter, i'm pretty sure she would have been raised without any either? like maybe she'd celebrate the gregorian new year because you know, they have to pretend to be mundane after all, but i think that and birthdays were probably pretty much it for her. oh and halloween i guess which is also not religious-affiliated, are there any other holidays in the states? i guess there's the 4th of july and thanksgiving but both celebrate imperialism/colonialism and i don't want to write about that so i'm gonna pretend there aren't. plus i doubt shadowhunters celebrated those either

so ok we have izzy and clary with no holidays, we don't know whether or not maia is culturally christian and i don't wanna just say "yes" by default... and then there's meliorn whose holidays and traditions will be typical to seelie culture, which are gonna be... unique to them obviously. we don't know how they are celebrated, how long they last, what is the milestone, how or even IF they count time - like maybe they go by when a specific flower blooms and that only happens every 10 gregorian years or some shit. so that's a question mark i guess

and there's also the fact that the seelie realm is very politically closed which. i like to think changes once they get rid of the old queen! but it's still a slow process to just allow other people there. then again izzy was a shadowhunter and she used to hop by so it's probably not a huge deal for meliorn to bring their partners and metamours to seelie celebrations? or at least to the ones that aren't Super Sacred or anything. so like parties and dances and stuff like that? yeah. which i guess brings me back to the other "meta" i wrote about seelie dances (link) and what it would be like for the rest of the polycule to participate in those and shit

then... well obviously there's the gregorian new year which we have obviously just gone through (well, we had when i started answering this ask. it's march now so rip. update it's april now. i'm so sorry anon) so like! i think it was always kind of hell for both raphael and maia, autistic icons, because of all the explosion sounds that just made them feel really upset and feel really stupid for it. with raphael i think it was more bearable when he had rosa because she would spend the day with him and hug him and let him squeeze the stress out you know dauhdasuihda also she was always the one he felt the most comfortable stimming in front of. and then after he lost her it only got worse because on top of the fireworks there was the clear absence of rosa that he just FELT everywhere. you know?

and with maia there's the added trouble of her being AMAB and what with being raised to "black men" standarts of masculinity (to be clear, as in: due to racism black men are expected to be even more macho than white men, ESPECIALLY by nonblack ppl; not as in wow black ppl are so backwards or whatever. white ppl invented gender norms anyway so lmao), she was definitely shamed a lot for being so distressed by the fireworks when she was little methinks. we love that combination of transphobia, racism and ableism! so it was just hard and filled with bad memories. and then once she ran away from home it got marginally better without the constant telling her to "man up" and shit like that, but it still came with the added memories you know

and also with them (plus simon) being vampires/werewolves the hearing gets even more sensitive so that's... fun. meliorn realizes it stresses them out and makes up a special kind of spell that muffles their hearing of background noise, so they can feel more comfortable and for the first time there is not that added stress that comes with the new years and it feels so nice?? they even try watching the fireworks but it's kinda like eh, not that great, especially because even looking at them brings out memories you know doahdsaoh so instead meliorn shows them some magic and it's so much prettier with all the glowing lights and stuff, you know?

maybe after that the polycule starts spending the new years in the seelie realm instead, that'd be cute, just like. enjoying that pretty place with all the lights and shit. i think they would all prepare some kind of light show some way or another like using magic and witchlights and whatnot. that'd be cute

as for other holidays! i think their holiday traditions would start with simon's first yom kippur after he was able to eat solid foods again (shut up a potion WILL be created and i don't accept any other option). before that, with simon being unable to eat, he was also obviously unable to fast. he wouldn't feed during yom kippur but it's not like vampires need to drink blood every day so it's not really the same thing. and it felt particularly lonely that, besides being away from his family and community, he also couldn't fast

i mean obviously simon isn't the only jewish vampire in the world, or jewish downworlder for that matter, so i'm sure he makes jewish friends he would at least get together and pray with for yom kippur, and that's what matters the most, really, but being unable to fast when he wants to and also not being able to participate in the break-fast meal just. sucks djdnudhsus

and then he's able to eat and he can do all that again! but it's also kind of emotionally charged for all of the vampires to fast for the first time when for so long they associated not eating with feeling unhuman, you feel? so like it kind of hits all of them hard

so the polycule decides to make him a little surprise and cooks the break-fast meal for them. clary probably knows what simon and his family used to eat after yom kippur so they try to recreate that for him? and maia and raphael are lowkey nervous about it because they had never made stuff like noodle kugel before and while they could at least try it (yay potion!) they have no idea if it's tasting like it should, ya know what i mean? and it's kind of sweet that they are so worried about making this the best possible experience for simon and the closest to home it can get. and simon is super emotional about getting to eat that stuff for the first time, as well as the other vampires, so you know. it's very emotional all around. but in a good way? and i think after that it kind of becomes a tradition that they make him the break-fast meal after yom kippur too

and then the next years they lowkey fuss over him for the last meal before the fast too, which i'm not sure is something simon would do with other people so they would go ham, dude, particularly raphael because he is a worrier first and foremost. so catch his ass all lovingly planning a meal he can make with zero (0) salt whatsoever so simon doesn't get too thirsty during the fast for MONTHS, planning so he gets the most amount of sustenance, lots of fiber, etc., and simon is like "you know i don't even have to eat, right?" but rapha is just all "you know food still matters" and simon doesn't say anything because it does. it matters a lot

and raphael is all sweetly nervous because like... it is a simple meal, that is the point, but he still wants simon to enjoy it and simon can't stop smiling through the whole thing. raphael and the others also eat it with him too in solidarity before simon goes to the synagogue with his community and it's like a sweet send off you know?

also this is not exactly a celebration or a tradition for that matter but since YK is the day of forgiveness i like to think that eventually simon asks for raphael's forgiveness on YK for the whole rosa thing, and although that isn't religious for raphael, raphael asking for his forgiveness for how everything went down, too. and it's just a sweet moment where they leave this whole story behind and look for a better future - i imagine this happening before they get together, so again, it doesn't really count as an answer to your question, but i just thought i'd include it because i find it sweet

then after that there is sukkot and i just really loove the idea of them helping him build the sukkah (for those who don't know, the sukkah is a hut covered with vegetation under the open sky, where jewish ppl live in for the duration of the sukkot). i know that they could just buy a certified one but where is the fun in that when we could have shenanigans? also i think that that would have been part of simon's personal/family traditions because i bet him and becca loved to build the sukkah for their family. so like on that spirit it is a little sad that they can't help each other with that anymore since simon can't be seen by the rest of his family, but of course as soon as he mentions it and how fun it used to be the whole polycule is Immediately On Board. let's help simon build his sukkah!

first of all other than simon none of them have ever built a sukkah before and simon usually followed becca's lead tbh, also he's just not great to Lead And Control people in general, and the polycule is already messy as all fuck. so it's a disaster, especially with raphael and simon's superspeed and strength thrown into the mix, and meliorn's almost impossible to hold back mischievous nature. izzy is lowkey responsible for keeping them in check and okay now that i think about it clary might have helped simon's family build it before, especially when she was a kid because kids just love that shit, but i don't know if she would remember the steps tbh (read: she wouldn't remember the steps) so yeah all in all the sukkah falls down more often than not and they might have to replace a few materials when simon and raphael accidentally snap their bamboo poles in half. rip

meliorn is probably all like "you are all weak and pathetic, i am a seelie, i can literally control living things. simon needs a vegetable covering? watch me get all the nearby trees to form a beautiful roof" and simon is like "actually the sechach cannot be alive" and meliorn slowly dies because they have no power over dead nature. also simon forbids magic usage in general because this needs to be an authentic building experience for him, so meliorn is left as the most useless one since they only have experience building these things using magic and the help of the trees or whatever

also i bet they would love to go EXTREMELY hard on the lights and decorations. i know that hassidic and to my understanding general orthodox jewish communities don't decorate the sukkah but i don't hc simon as part of those communities so i think he would want to decorate the sukkah. like even if it isn't fully covered in decorations, he would want what few he has to be well done, you know what i mean? like he would want to make the holiday posters himself (i dont know if it would be appropriate for clary to help make these but if it would, she totally would and i like the idea of simon giving her a very specific prompt to make the posters and clary doing it for him, you know? and maybe them all helping paint it with colorful themes), making decorations, and okay, at the very least fairy lightning? please? come on. it's another whole ass dramatic experience to get electricity in there so that's fun for sure, but i think meliorn and maia in particular would be all over the idea of making a pretty lightning system, and simon is definitely not gonna complain because he loves pretty things and the idea sounds rad. raphael smiles fondly through it all and basically saves the day by being the only one with organizational skills who is actually able to help them make a working plan for the sukkah

(catch these idiots making a blueprint. TRY and tell me they wouldn't)

(every year they make a new blueprint and the sukkah has different designs and proportions - always following the requirements like having four at least 32 inches tall walls, of course - and they start completely anew. the sechach must always be new but not the general structure, but they redo the structure anyway because again, it's fun)

and then of course they have meals together in the sukkah for the duration of sukkot and just idk i really dig the idea of the lot of them holding trays of food wearing oven mitts as they get inside and turn on the lights and it feels really nice and sweet you know? and then of course promptly turns kind of messy because it's their way but that's what they want. also, at least once a year they manage to sneak becca in for a meal with simon in the sukkah and they are just both so happy and aaaaa :')

and that's how "kidnapping" becca so she can see simon and his sukkah becomes another tradition lmao. they do it in the most dramatic full of flair way they possibly can while still not being found out and then promptly tell simon all about it in the most dramatic and exaggerated retelling during the meal, which always makes both simon and becca laugh (reality: becca just told her parents she would be off for a few hours to do some school thing or something and then they picked her up and she got a superspeed piggyback ride so she and simon wouldn't miss a minute. their story: "it all began with a carefully planted lie,")

there's also pesach which many (reform) jewish friends of mine have told me they like to do with goyim because the whole point of that holiday is to welcome strangers and share jewish history, so i think simon would like to do that as well. so yeah i think simon would enjoy having them with him during the Pesach Seder - again i think simon would want to be with his other jewish friends but it would be fun because they all could bring their pet goyim that they know would be respectful and nice to have around, run the Seder, and celebrate with them. also for their first one i think simon would have gotten excited about explaining the order/15 steps to them, so like cue lots of fond looks as simon tells them everything about it, how this is the first time he'll be able to have the feast, the four cups of wine, and how he's excited even to have the bitter herbs again. and then over the years they all become pretty much used to the 15 steps, they come naturally, they know what to expect, they already know the story of the Exodus after retelling it every year, and it's nice both when it's new and he gets to share and when it starts to be something in their element because it became their tradition and they want to be there with simon for the holidays, you know what i mean?

then there's purim!!!!!!!! god they would sure have so much fun on purim it gets me really excited to think about. purim might be the one that they get to participate the most in from what i've seen, and i have lots of thoughts about it, like:

first of all, making hamantaschen!! they each make a batch with a different stuffing and it's lowkey a competition and lowkey a surprise and as always with cooking together it is very fun and homey. and also kind of silly as they usually are, but purim is a holiday that is kind of supposed to be silly and for ppl to let go so it matches that mood, you know what i mean? like they're all covered in flour and "stop trying to LOOK at what i'm making!" and blind testing and stuff

then, food gifts! so from what i've seen it is preferable that the food gifts jewish ppl send each other on purim are sent by a third party, which is usually a kid, but they don't know many kids and i really like the idea of the polycule serving as simon's messengers for the day lmao. going everywhere round the shadow world and beyond ("hey mel since you can portal i have this friend in argentina-") and then bringing him the other gifts people send simon in return :)

dressing up in costumes! there is absolutely no way simon doesn't dress up for purim and the whole polycule is absolutely dragged into it, including an absolutely reluctant raphael. it quickly becomes a tradition tho that they change costumes every year and try to make them funnier and more outrageous (as you do) as time goes by. trust the polycule to turn pretty much everything into a competition. and simon always laughs with so much glee and joy when he gets to see what everyone dresses up as so really, how could they say no?

(maia "wins", like, every year. she is totally huge on costumes and her and simon are very attuned in that sense, so, you know. catch her dressing up as memes and just generally making the most creative costumes. she may or may not think them months and months ahead of time)

maybe they hold purim meals with particularly themed costumes every once in a while when they want to spice it up, but i think generally it's more of a freestyle thing

simon also loves reading the purim torah tbh, it's just fun. and then of course there's the megillah and booing when haman's name is mentioned. they are all banned from using graggers because half of them have superstrength and the other half doesn't technically have superstrength but is still super strong and they destroyed the poor thing on accident after the first ten seconds when they tried

food yay! and the very long meal. they usually get pretty drunk, tbh, at least the ones that can. and just generally i think it's one of their favorite celebrations to do together and more often than not ends in them all curled up together in the couch so u know, that's sweet uwu

and then of course rosh hashanah, which is the holiest joyous day in jewish tradition, so of course it's a huge deal for them all. and i just think they would all be super excited about making the evening (especially the meal ofc) the most incredible for simon it could possibly be. again i think simon would want to spend it with his downworlder jewish friends and community, and they probably have their own synagogue they go to together and everything, so obviously they are all involved in making preparations for rosh hashanah, but i like to think the polcyule and simon's friends' pet goyim would help with what they can as well (provided it's not something that should be done by a jewish person like baking the challah; but if not with cooking, they would at least want to help with stuff like decorations and the like. honestly i imagine all of simon's partners sitting together very seriously with a paper in front of them writing down all the stuff they can do to help with rosh hashanah preparations and everything. especially once they learn that like being happy/joyous is a mitzvah so they're just like "we want to make u as happy as possible then :)" and it's sweet and simon may or may not tear up a little)

and then we have other holidays that aren't associated with religion like halloween, which was kind of implied to be the official downworld holiday, so i'm pretty sure they go big on that too. not dressing up because again, one day where they can all afford to be themselves, but definitely meeting up at the hunter's moon, getting spectacularly drunk, roasting the mundane's costumes, and then once they get back to whichever of them's homes, watching some shitty movies and throwing stuff at the screen together

i'm on the fence about día de muertos. i know it's not exactly a sad holiday but i feel like it is for raphael because it kind of represents everything he's lost - his culture and his family, and he can't even go to the parade during the day, you know, although i'm not sure that would have been his thing, but i do think he would have loved to watch the arrival of the monarchs when he was a kid but he'd have to be in méxico for that. and particularly after he lost rosa i just feel like it would have been so emotionally charged for him, you know? he would definitely make her an altar every year and it would be just... big and well thought-out and something really emotional and important for him, welcoming his little sister back the best he can. and i feel like that's something he'd want to do alone because my boy loves to punish himself

but there are little things i think they would have wanted to do with him, and that they might push a little to be able to, like being with him while he eats by the altar and hearing him tell stories about rosita. and i think they would help him "undo" (?) the altar once día de muertos is over, which is always extra emotional for him and aaa. and then the next day they kind of just get to be with him and cuddle a little bit as he recovers emotionally, you know?

also it has just occured to me that raphael is christian shit fuck fart bitch cock. so okay i guess that puts xmas and easter somewhat on the map? again mostly for food. us latinos celebrate xmas on the eve, not on xmas day, and raphael is totally the insufferable xmas meal obsessed bitch who's on the kitchen all day and refuses to let anyone help (he can't pull that particular stunt for the meals they have for simon's holidays obviously but he can on xmas soo). but it's worth it because it is always a great one. and he also gives a lot of thought into getting everyone presents so that is sweet and it earns him lots of kisses on the cheek and stuff. and that's pretty much it for latino xmas, we don't really do stuff i'm still not convinced gringos haven't made up like the socks and the eggnog and xmas music (????) so it's more lowkey. and i think raphael would keep the more religious aspects of it to the stuff he does at church (again, there are downworlder religious communities idk what to tell u) and for the nursery home. which is not to say that like... oh wow xmas is totally not a xtian holiday! or whatever, just that the version the polycule does is more lowkey on the religious aspects and the things they do together on that day are more about being together with raphael on a day that matters to him, you know, especially since again, he is the only xtian and that's gonna be a sensitive thing for simon especially

and i think for easter it is mostly something they do to shower maia in sweets lmao. again she misses chocolate and i'm sure they spend a lot of their time trying to figure out how to get around that, either be by like trying to make special chocolate that doesn't make her sick or sweets that really really resemble chocolate or that are so good she doesn't even mind that she can't eat chocolate anymore. so that's their tradition for easter (and raphael goes to church ofc)

oh yeah and i forgot valentine's day! i have this funny little idea just for the shits where they have this little thing where they setup one-on-one dates for all the parts that are actually together and each of them lasts, like, 10 minutes (poor maia who dates everyone is just running around town) and it's more about the fun of running around from one day to the other like this is a bad romcom where some bastard is trying to juggle having two (monog) girlfriends at once. but then they actually get all together at the end of the day and trade presents and funny cards both among their dates and metamours ("roses are red, violets are blue, you're my girlfriend's girlfriend, and i love you platonically"). usually ending up with them drunk and debating how exactly they got to this overly complicated arrangement and trying to figure out the best way to explain this to an outsider and trying to make, like, fluxograms that explain all of their different relationships visually and they all look so messy it just leaves them more confused lmao. so yeah it's fun

and i think that's all i've got? i say, as if this answer isn't longer than anyone will have the time to read and took me over 4 months to write. but anyway

a special thanks to "a group where non-jews can ask questions about judaism and jews can answer" on facebook and all my jewish friends for helping me write about the jewish holidays and customs. i also used the following sources: Rosh Hashanah (link), how to build the sukkah (link), more on the sukkah (link), how to celebrate purim (link), more on purim (link), how to celebrate passover (link), what is a passover seder like (link), laws of yom tov (link), yom kippur (link), what to eat before and after yom kippur (link), a classic yom kippur breakfast menu (link), menus for the pre yom kippur meal (link). if there's anything inaccurate or disrespectful, however, please let me know, and feel free to add more ideas as well if you're jewish :)

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bidnezz · 4 years

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Fluff vs Angst Battle 2020

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myulalie · 1 year

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Maia and Isabelle find out that Simon has been going out with both of them at the same time and try to cheer each other up into a make-shift burning bowl ritual (read on AO3).

Words: 1 000

Rating: Teen

Tags: Human AU, Shitty Ex, Past Maia/Simon, Past Izzy/Simon, Mentions of Alcoholism, Isabelle Lightwood Deserves Nice Things, Maia Robets Deserve Nice Things, Getting Together, Camping Trip

credits: Pinterest.

#maia roberts #isabelle lightwood #maiabelle #shadowhunters #sff23 #by pearl #autopromo

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fictionalrambles · 1 year

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🏴‍☠Calling Out to Me

🖋Author: @fandom-madnessess

| M | One Shot, 6.6k words | Maiabelle

SUMMARY:

When Maia loses the necklace that gives her legs and allows her to be on land, it's not her, but a pirate who finds it. Maia quickly comes up with a plan to get it back. She hadn't figured Isabelle Lightwood into those plans, though, and Maia takes a little longer to execute her plan than she has to. What's the harm in that?

#shadowhunters #maiabelle fic #shadowhunters fanfiction #maiabelle #wlw fic

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alecmagnuslwb · 4 years

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On the Road

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It starts at a gas station in Ohio, Isabelle spots her from over the aisle of snacks her arms filled with bags of endless things. She’s beautiful half her curly hair braided back, her shoulders bare in a bright yellow tank top and her arms barely visible under all the snacks.

Izzy lowers her sunglasses and admires while she takes a sip of her Icee. The pretty girl ends up in front of her in line, paying the cashier with a smile. She looks like sunshine when she smiles. Izzy pays for the Icee and watches her go. She stops at a beat-up old Honda civic and tosses her bags of snacks through the back window before crawling into the passenger seat and over into the driver’s seat and taking off.

Most likely a jammed driver’s side door which makes Izzy smile, she’s been there before.

Izzy smiles as she watches her go, climbing into her own perfect condition Chevy Impala a little longingly wishing she’d at least gotten the name of the beautiful girl instead of just watching her go.

She spends the night with a blonde bombshell in Indiana and a man with a six pack who’s name she forgets by morning in Illinois the sunshine beauty still on her mind.

Missouri is just a pass-through state for her she finds an only somewhat sketchy looking little diner at two a.m. to stop in and settle her rumbling stomach. She walks in the door a grumpy looking older man behind the counter tossing a menu at her without a care when she spots her again.

Sunshine. She’s sitting at the other end of the counter counting out her money to pay her bill. She gets up just as Izzy settles into her own stool. She’s wearing orange this time with a black leather jacket over top, she’s just as gorgeous as she remembers her being in Ohio. Sunshine moves so fast out the door that Izzy doesn’t even have time to open her mouth to get her attention. Izzy contemplates chasing after her, but she knows she’d only see a stalker if someone chased her into a parking lot at this hour.

She sighs ordering the biggest burger on the menu and once again thinking of the girl who looks like sunshine when she smiles.

A week later, impossibly and inexplicably she sees her again just outside of Dallas. It’s another gas station, Isabelle leaning against her cherry red car slurping on another half blue, half red with a spritz of coke Icee when Sunshine pulls up to the pump opposite of her.

She’s wearing red today with a pair of black high waisted shorts that are doing wonders for her everything. Heart shaped sunglasses adorn her eyes and slip a bit when she crawls over into her passenger seat to get out of the car. She sweeps across the hot, dusty Texas gas station her hair bouncing with every step as swings open the door.

Izzy watches her go and this time resolves to meet the beauty who’s crossed her path so many times, yet drifted away. There’s no way they meet by chance again, three times is unbelievable enough, four is totally unlikely.

She settles on the hood of her car, one leg stretched out knowing exactly how good she looks in her white jeans and thin gray shirt with her ruby lips wrapped around her straw.

Sunshine comes out of the station a few minutes later, her arms once again filled with heavy bags of snacks just like in Ohio.

She slows her steps once she spots Izzy titling her sunglasses down for a moment with a smirk before sticking her bags in through the window.

“You know,” she says turning to face her, leaning against her own car. Her voice is just as lovely as Izzy hoped it would be. “Sitting like that is gonna get you all sorts of attention.”

Izzy smiles and slides down off the hood. Her drink sloshing a bit but none landing on her or the car.

“I was aiming for just one kind of attention,” she says walking over to Sunshine’s car with a knowing smile. “I’m Isabelle,” she says once she reaches her holding out a hand. “But my friends call me Izzy.”

Sunshine takes it with a smile.

“We’re friends now, huh,” she says shaking the offered hand and Izzy nods taking a sip of her drink. “I’m Maia,” she says putting a pretty name to her pretty face. She studies Izzy for a moment like she’s trying to figure something out.

“You were behind me in a gas station in Ohio weren’t you?” she says tapping her lip in thought. It draws Izzy’s attention to them and has her wondering how those plush lips might feel beneath her own.

“I was,” she beams shaking thoughts of lips away for the moment. “And a diner in Missouri, but you were in a rush and I don’t think you saw me.”

Maia shakes her head. “You’re hard to miss, but I guess I did that second time.”

Izzy doesn’t mind, not when she’s admitting that she noticed her at all.

“Where you headed now?” she asks hoping they have similar destinations. She’s working her way to San Francisco where a new job alongside her brother in-law and her excited brother awaits. She tells Maia that and she smiles reaching into her backseat and tearing open a bag of chips.

“Well what are the chances. It’s San Francisco for me too, fresh start and all that,” Maia says waving a hand and not going any further into detail as she pops a chip into her mouth. “I’m taking my time though, making a few stops along the way.”

Izzy nods, “Same here. Maybe we can hit a few tourist spots together, huh?”

Maia smiles that sunshine smile.

“Maybe. I’ve got a stop in Colorado that’s pretty personal, let’s see if we meet again after that,” Maia says stepping forward to open her passenger door. She crawls in and settles in the driver’s seat without even dropping the bag of chips.

Izzy leans down poking her head through the passenger window once the doors shut.

“Oh come on, at least let me give you my number,” she says pulling her phone out of her pocket and sticking it in the car. “What are the chances we happen to cross paths again?”

“If it’s meant to be, it’s meant to be,” Maia says revving the engine and pushing Izzy’s hand back. Izzy sighs pocketing her phone. “Serendipity and all that.” She shrugs and Izzy pulls back out of the window bending down to meet Maia’s eyes.

“Serendipity?” she asks.

“Yeah, the occurrence and development of events by chance in a happy or beneficial way,” she says hitting the gas with another one of those sunshine smiles. “It’s my favorite word. See you around Isabelle.”

Isabelle watches her go the dust picking up and brushing in her hair.

She tries in vain to force serendipity in Colorado. She stops far more times than necessary at every gas station and little diner looking for little miss Maia sunshine. She even stops at a few weird tourist traps, looking out over a UFO tower and tiptoes through a place called Tiny Town that’s name is quite literal.

She diverts through Arizona and then to Nevada which hold the same exact results. It’s when she’s staying the night in the clown motel in Tonopah looking out over her balcony a little graveyard that’s supposedly haunted staring her down that she feels like a real clown.

She should have worked harder to convince Maia to take her number, serendipity isn’t going to shine down on them no matter how hard she tries to make it.

She sleeps off the sadness of knowing that the pretty girl who fascinated her is long gone and makes the final leg of her trip. She stops a few more times her and there, but stops looking around for any sign of Maia. It just wasn’t meant to be.

“I’ll be there in like twenty minutes,” she says to her brother on the other end of the line as she drives up the latest steep hill her GPS has sent her on. It’s going to take some work for her to acclimate to this city that’s for sure. She hangs up the phone and stops at a red light just about to make another turn onto another hill when she sees her.

Maia.

She’s wearing pink today, black jeans with a matching jean jacket covered in patches pushed all the way up to her elbows. She’s standing in front of her car, arms crossed. She’s poorly parked with the hood popped open and a scowl on her face.

Izzy swerves receiving the angry honks of a fair share of other drivers as she parks in a spot just around the corner. She jumps out of her car rushing around the corner her heels slamming on the concrete and the sheer force of the steep hill taking her down closer to Maia.

“Maia!” she shouts just barely catching herself and stopping her momentum on a telephone pole. Maia looks up from where she’d been scowling angrily at her engine, her face transforming into a sunshine smile.

“Serendipity,” she says walking over to the pole Izzy is holding onto and leaning on it herself.

“Serendipity is great,” Izzy chuckles reaching out and fixing Maia’s collar. “But I’m gonna need your phone number this time.”

Maia beams. Serendipity might be Izzy’s new favorite word too.

#my fic #maiabelle #maia roberts #isabelle lightwood #shadowhunters

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