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professionalfanatic · 4 months

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It's been two hundred years since Magnus Bane lost his husband. Two hundred years since he'd lost the love of his life, Alexander Gideon Lightwood.

Magnus stood, looking out at the starry lights of the busy New York City. The streets were brimming with life, and the sounds were deafening as always. The horns of the cars, the screeches of the brakes, the low hum of people talking, they were all just the same as they had been two hundred years ago.

Strange how everything had changed and remained unchanged at the same time.

Magnus cradled his half filled wine glass lovingly. Once upon a time he would have done that to Alec's face, and would have pressed a kiss to his forehead. But now Alec was gone.

He looked down at the letter on the table. He wanted to read it, and throw it away, both at the same time. Magnus closed his eyes, feeling the familiar prickling behind his eyes. He bit his lip hard, almost drawing blood.

Did he have the courage to read the last letter Alec had left him?

Before Alec had died, he'd given Magnus a huge bundle of letters. He'd been on his deathbed at the time, the Brothers having declared that there was nothing they could do to save Alec's life. Alec had smiled at Magnus, and had told him to open the second drawer of his bedside cabinet. Once Magnus had discovered the letters there, Alec had whispered that he hoped the letters to help. And then he had closed his beautiful blue eyes forever, leaving Magnus with a bundle of letters and a lifetime of wonderful memories.

He'd gone, leaving Magnus to grieve for eternity.

Magnus's throat burned, and he inhaled sharply. Alec's death still hurt like a sword stabbed through his heart.

He'd read the first letter, the one with the simple sentence on the envelope saying when you miss me.

He had been missing Alec so much that he had been almost suffocating with the pain. His heart had been aching, as if someone was twisting the invisible knife in his chest. He was almost gasping for breath and he wanted nothing more than to die, to end this numbing pain.

And then he'd read Alec's letter.

" My dear,

My own Magnus, " it had read, "This letter is for you when you miss me. Miss me dreadfully.

Your heart must be wrenching with pain, and it must be difficult for you to breathe. The pain must be intense, and you'd surely be wanting to die, and just end everything. That's what I felt when Jace died.

But, Magnus, I haven't left you. I'm still here, I'm still here with you. And do you know how you could see me? Close your eyes, Magnus, and whisper my name. You'll see me then. Because you see, I didn’t leave you. I'm still alive, in your heart, and in all the memories we made together. "

At the end of the letter Magnus had sobbed his heart out, clutching the letter so hard that it had ripped in half. His heart felt as if it had splintered into a million smithereens.

But he had felt a little better. The ache of not seeing Alec would never go away, but it had lessened. Enough for him to go on living at least.

And the letters had helped. Alec had written one for every occasion.

He'd written one for when Magnus is so angry he wanted to burn the world down. A letter filled with the soothing love which always made Magnus calm down. Magnus thought he heard Alec's soft voice when he read it, easing his boiling anger, just how a lullaby would comfort a toddler.

Alec had written one for when he is so sad that he couldn’t function. When he fell into a black hole and couldn’t find his way out at all. Alec's letter cheered him just the way Alec had always did. How he always reminded him that there were always good things in this world.

And there was another letter. A letter full of reassurance when Magnus depreciated himself, hated everything about his existence. Hated his demon eyes, hated his magic, and felt that no one could ever love a filthy Downworlder like him. Alec swept those misgivings away with his loving and caring letter, just like he'd done when he had been alive.

Another one for the time he'd first smiled after Alec's death. He'd seeked comfort in Alec's letter after feeling unbelievably guilty for enjoying something without Alec. For being happy without his Alec. Being happy after the man he loved died. Alec's letter filled with joy and laughter lighted up Magnus's bleak life.

And so the letters had gone on.

Magnus had read them over the past two centuries, reminding himself again and again as to why he'd fallen in love with the blue eyed Shadowhunter.

But when he'd woken up that morning, he had closed his eyes, and had tried to imagine his Alec, he hadn't been able to. He still lived in his heart, but the image wasn't clear. It was hazy, a sort of warm feeling you keep close to your heart. You remember the gist, but the fine details have faded.

Magnus remembered how Alec had laughed when he was with Jace and Isabelle, but he couldn’t clearly recall how deep his laugh was. He knew Alec smelled wonderful, but what he exactly smelled like, he couldn’t bring to memory. He knew he loved the way Alec kissed him, but he couldn’t remember exactly how Alec did so. Whether he leaned in first, or stroked a thumb across his cheek first. He knew Alec tasted sweet, but like what, he didn’t remember.

And he knew Alec had the bluest eyes possible, bluer than the ocean, than the sky, and even more than his magic, but Magnus couldn’t remember the exact shade.

He had sat on his bed, shocked and shaken to the core, scared that if he would forget these details, small ones, yes, but the ones which made Alec, well, Alec, he'd forget something else. Something important. And, this hurt him more than anything, that Alec would finally fade into a distant memory, a warm and welcome one he'd think only on his hard days.

And Alec, his dear sweet Alec, he knew that this would happen eventually. So he'd left a letter, his very last letter addressed with a simple when you forget the exact shade of my eyes.

Magnus had never really believed that he'd forget Alec's eyes. Their exact colour and shape. He had believed himself to have a better memory, that he'd remember those gems which had attracted him to Alec in the first place. But he'd forgotten. It had taken him two hundred years, but yes. He'd forgotten.

Taking a deep breathe, Magnus took the letter with shaking hands. He ran a light finger over the cursive writing on the envelope, reliving the way Alec looped his ys with a sad smile. He tore open the envelope and pulled the letter out, a much bigger one than the others, and began to read it.

Magnus had expected it to be a letter with sad reproachings. But he was wrong, of course he was wrong. How could he have thought that his Alec would ever even think of hurting him?

Alec's letter was filled with joy, happiness and warmth, just like him. Magnus felt his lips tugging into a teary smile seeing the pictures Alec had enclosed in his letter. The first one they'd taken together as a couple. Alec was clutching Magnus's hand with a determined smile, a glint in those blue eyes of his, challenging anyone who'd dare say anything against him. Magnus had been incredibly proud of Alec, his boyfriend for standing up against all the prejudices of the Nephilium.

The next picture was the one they'd taken in India. The one where Magnus had worn a saree. Alec had laughed so hard that tears had escaped from his eyes. He had looked at Magnus, his blue eyes crinkled and his mouth open in a little gasp. He had looked absolutely stunning, and for the first time in centuries Magnus had felt his heart skip a beat. And that had been the moment he had realised that there was no going back. He'd fallen for this man so hard that he hadn't realised it until he hit rock bottom.

Magnus choked back a sob when he looked at the picture of them cuddling Max together. Alec was holding him close to his chest, caring for their most precious treasure. Max was smiling up at Alec, waving his tiny blue arms. Alec's eyes were filled with the warmth and wonder at seeing Max, their Max, their baby smile at him.

And then all that was left was the last picture. With trembling hands Magnus picked it up and stared at it.

It was a picture of their wedding.

Underneath it, Alec had written one small sentence.

The happiest day of my life.

Magnus stared at it until he couldn’t see clearly, making him realise that tears were flowing from his eyes.

Alec.

His husband Alec.

Magnus remembered how nervous Alec had been when he'd proposed to him. He had twisted and turned his hands so much that Magnus had been afraid of him actually breaking a bone. He'd bitten his lip, drawing blood, and had let out a series of shaky breaths.

But when he'd finally pushed the question forward, Magnus had searched Alec's eyes, and those blue orbs had shone with nothing but certainty and conviction.

It had taken Magnus less than a second to say yes.

And the wedding, Magnus looked at the picture, looking at how handsome Alec was, wearing a black tuxedo with gold and blue lining. Gold to symbolise Nephilium, and blue for Magnus's warlock lineage.

The wedding of the century, they'd called it. The union of a Nephilium and a Downworlder, of an Angel and Demon, but above all, the union of two souls who loved each other with all their hearts.

As a tear slipped down his cheek, Magnus read the last part of Alec's letter.

And one day, again, you'll fall for someone else. Love someone with that beautiful heart of yours. And that should happen, Magnus. For you're an extraordinary man, and it has always been my greatest privilege and joy to love and to be loved by a man like you. The best gift Raziel ever bestowed on me.

And when you fall for someone else, love another, give them your entire heart. Fall in love again, and again, and never close of your heart.

Don't fear betraying me, love, and never think our story will be forgotten. It shall forever be written in the stars, and most importantly your heart.

I'm happy to have been part of your life, Magnus.

Tear drops decorated the letter when Magnus finished reading. Drawing a trembling breathe in, he collected all the letters Alec had ever left him, and cuddled them to his chest, pretending that it was Alec he was holding close to him. And in a way, he was. Alec had poured his entire soul into those letter.

Of course their story would forever be remembered. Even when Alec faded into a distant memory, a warm yet unreachable one, he'd live forever in Magnus's heart.

After all, how could he forget the man who taught him to love again?

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My first ever fanfic! Wrote this when I was obsessed with Malec. Just some thoughts of Magnus after Alec's death. :)

#malec fanfic #malec #magnus bane #alec lightwood #shadowhunters #cassandra clare #wrote this cause i wanted to be sad #mialovesbl #angst #character death #sad #fanfic #ao3

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khaleesiofalicante · 1 month

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Okay, so I got NO work and No writing done today. The weather was too cozy so I just drank lots of tea and listened to music hehe.

So, instead of an LMCH or LBAF update, you get a glimpse into the Lightwood-Bane family in the RWRB AU. I'm so excited for you to all to meet them next week (?).

What was that mean tweet he read at the Jimmy Kimmel interview last year?

President Lightwood’s family looks like the cover of a diversity brochure of a community college.

Max had laughed out loud so hard that he almost fell off the chair. Because despite being mean, it was absolutely hilarious and you gotta give credit where credit is due.

Despite this kind of criticism, the Lightwood-Banes used their diversity to their advantage. They each had their own strength and a target group they controlled.

Dad, who was called the Orion of the Democratic Party - for his targeted initiatives and unmissable victories. His father, if he set his mind to something, always saw it through. Dad had the rich people and the white people and especially the rich white people under his thumb. The Lightwoods were famous long before Dad wanted to become president, so it also helped that their family came from old money and had friends in all the right places.

Bapak, who was nicknamed Saint Magnus, is kind of like a modern-day Mother Theresa – perfectly balancing Dad’s straightforward and no-bullshit personality with soft smiles and gentle words. Bapak, who used to be a refugee himself, got most of the minority votes –including racial minorities and second-gen immigrants. He was very appealing to the liberals - especially the activists and the scholars and the feminists.

People liked Dad. But people were in love with Bapak.

Well, not all of them, obviously.

Just because they have a gay president now, it doesn’t homophobia was dead and equality is achieved.

This is still the real world.

Rafael, who had dubbed America’s Future, is the visionary among them. Because what Rafael lacked in experience, he made up more than enough with his passion. Despite spending all his free time with bapak, if there’s any, and hogging all of bapak’s attention like the unapologetically selfish asshole he is, Rafael is a mini-Dad. Max, who grew up with the man, saw it a long time ago. But the people started to see it too.

However, while Dad had the upper class covered, Rafe wasn’t afraid to get his hands dirty – not literally though. Bapak taught him to protect his cuticles.

Rafe is one with the people of the working class. He got his first part-time job at the local diner when he was in middle school, he volunteered for everything damn charity project under the sun during high school and by the time he was in college, he was already helping Dad with his next campaign.

While the rest of his family worked really hard to earn these titles and support, Max had barely done anything at all. He, anointed and appointed as ‘America’s Sweetheart, by the people themselves, just needed to be himself. A sweetheart.

It wasn’t the press the gave him the name. Max’s target demographic is Gen Z and the name turned into a thing shortly after someone random person on TikTok made an edit of him to Miss Americana & The Heartbreak Prince.

He’s fine it. Honestly, it’s much better than being called America’s Future. Yikes.

Since Max’s key demographic is chronically online and would rather die than go out, much of the work he does is also online. This means he needs to have a consistent social media presence and do the allocated number of livestreams every week and meet the expected number of social media reach every day.

It’s a little exhausting. But it’s nothing compared to what Rafael does, which is to do real work in the real world.

But there you have it.

The First Family of the United States of America.

The Orion, Saint Magnus, America’s Future, and America’s Sweetheart.

#ahhhhh bye #mavid rwrb au

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achaiapelides · 1 year

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My TWP Predictions

I've seen that people started with predictions to what they think or want to happen in The Wicked Powers. So, here are my predictions:

The main character is either Dru or Kit. Dru because she is the most important living female character of the main squad and Kit, because most parts of the series are probably his story. Also he was second after Emma in TDA.

Kit, Dru and Ty have most of the book in their POV, additionally there will be some chapters from Ash and a few in Livvy's POV. The rest of the characters don't get their own POVs .

Kit and Ty will obviously make up (and out) and end up dating and staying together forever.

Mina or one of the Lightwood-Bane kids will be kidnapped and threatened to be killed, but won't die

Thule-Livvy comes to Our World and meets Cameron here. They get a second chance for their relationship, even though their respective versions of the other world are dead. I also think that Cameron would follow Thule-Livvy back to Thule to save it from demons.

Janus will either die, end up with the Seelie Queen, or go back to Thule to undo his and Sebastians mistakes and save the world on Clary's wish.

Thule Kit will either die, go evil and/or become King of Faerie. But somehow I think he dies because he gets attacked by faeries.

Thule Rosemary never gets attacked deadly, finds her son again, tries and fails to protect him at a dangerous attack by faeries and accidently goes to Our World and protects/saves Kit here.

The TWP-squad mainly consists of Dru, Jaime, Ghost-Livvy and/or Thule-Livvy, Kit and Ty. Ash joins them later and Anush also gets to be pretty important, but has no part written in his point of view.

Dru, Jaime and Ash will go to Thule for some reason. Kit, Ty, Livvy and Anush stay in Our World and go to Faerie.

We get to see Auraline. Either in a flashback or because she's actually alive, but nobody knew. In that case she will also protect Kit and maybe end up as Queen of Faerie.

Kieran might give up his throne to the brother who's dating (?) the Seelie Queen in tge end of TDA.

Kit has wings and can make other people fly with his powers. I want to see him and Ty dance across the night sky.

Love triangle between Dru, Jaime and Ash, but they actually communicate and Dru ends up with Ash.

In the end Ash lives with either Dru at Blackthorn Hall or either the Herondale-Carstairs family.

Dru and Ty move to Blackthorn Hall, like Jules planned them to, also to be closer to Kit (and Ash).

Kit and Ash become parabatai. Maybe to secure eachother's survival. They are scared the other will kill them, but parabatai's can't kill eachother. So problem solved.

If a Lightwood dies, it's hopefully Maryse.

Kit fake-dies. Ty also fake-dies at the showdown battle and Kit heals him with his power.

All characters comeback at the showdown. Also Herongraystairs reunion and sibling-bonding of their children.

Irene unexpectedly loves Kit

Ghost-Livvy playing with animals (Irene)

Dru naming Ash's chinchilla

Ash saving Dru from falling

gray character Ash, but he chooses the good side in the end

These are the things I definitely do not want to happen, but might be a bit likely to go down this way:

Jace dying. Because he's a Lightwood, too and has someone who wants to and can step up in his place if he dies: Janus. He's also in more or less immediate danger, because Janus wants to kill him. Also Clary thought that she would die in TDA, so maybe Jace steps up to die instead of her (like Jason did for Piper in TOA, Rick is a friend of Cassie's, too, btw). But I hope it's not him who dies.

Ideas I had, that are probably way too wild for it to actually happen:

KitTy wedding in faerie as a way of staying together forever, because others want to separate them.

Rosechild / Rosestar moments: I mean Ash flirting with Jaime and Jaime totally questioning his sexuality. Maybe even some more romantic moments

Ash taking the Fairchild name instead in honour of his aunt and grandma.

Kit taking the Blackthorn name because he feels more connected to them than to the Herondales. Jace almost disowning him afterwards.

Kit bonding and cuddling with a duck. Jace definitely disowning him now.

Ash being the one who warns Clary and Jace about Janus

I probably have even more ideas, which I will add when I remember them.

Predicted couple's surnames at the end (aka what I think fits the best):

Clary and Jace Herondale (-Lightwood): children will be Herondales

Clarissa Herondale and Jonathan Christopher Lightwood Herondale

Alec and Magnus Lightwood-Bane

Alexander Gideon Lightwood-Bane and Magnus Lightwood-Bane

Simon and Izzy Lightwood-Lovelace

Simon Lovelace and Isabelle Lightwood-Lovelace

Aline and Helen Penhallow (-Blackthorn): children would be Penhallows

Aline Penhallow and Helen Penhallow-Blackthorn

Mark, Cristina and Kieran Blackthorn-Rosales (if they have children, Cristina and Marks child would be Blackthorn and Cristina and Kierans child would be Rosales)

Mark Anthony Blachthorn, Cristina Mendoza Rosales and Kieran Blackthorn-Rosales

Julian and Emma Carstairs

Julian Atticus Carstairs and Emma Cordelia Carstairs

Kit and Ty Blackthorn

Christopher Jonathan Blachthorn and Tiberius Nero Blachthorn

(Livvy and Cameron Blackthorn-Ashdown)

(Livia Blackthorn and Cameron Ashdown)

Dru and Ash Fairchild (-Morgenstern)

Drusilla Fairchild and Ash Fairchild

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malecftmaxrafe · 2 years

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Magnus "However, if it comes to a choice between your life and mine, Alec, remember I have already lived a very long time" Bane and Alec "It would be a privilege to die for him" Lightwood.

#the red scrolls of magic #trsom #the eldest curses #the shadowhunters chronicles #alec lightwood #magnus bane #malec

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dreamofmysoul-tsc · 1 year

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James and Matthew headcanons because TLH is over (;-;) and I adore them and miss them everyday

Matthew calls James "darling" because he knows it "annoys" James but mostly because he adores Jamie (I mentioned this in a previous list of headcanons but y'all will hear it again because I love it)

Harry Styles' cover of Juice by Lizzo is how I imagine Matthew's voice to sound

Matthew tries to convince James to be more adventurous with his fashion choices,,,it never works tho

James rarely cries; Matthew can probably count on one hand how many times he's seen his parabatai cry, but when he does, it breaks Matthew's heart into a million little pieces and he inevitably will start sobbing as well

If they lived in modern times and had cell phones, Matthew would absolutely send James a million pictures of things he sees and people he meets on his voyage. It wouldn't be cool landmarks tho, or like pretty scenery, no, it'd be like photos of a rat he saw stealing a donut, him almost falling into the canals in Venice because he stood up too fast on the boat, Oscar chasing a flock of swans, etc

James, Matthew, and Tom all gather at the Lightwood family tomb on Kit's birthday and the anniversary of his death. They bring lemon tarts to share, though they rarely ever eat one themselves, and talk to him about how much the world is changing, how Kit would've been so excited to learn that the mundanes invented airplanes and televisions and they'd even share with him the scientific contributions Grace has continued to share with Nephilim society (i refuse to believe she stopped being a woman in STEM after she figured out the fire messages)

Matthew is the only person allowed to cut James' hair

they both suck ass at cooking but sometimes James will attempt baking cookies or muffins for everyone; Matthew "helps," and by help I mean he sits on the counter and critiques James' technique until James inevitably throws flour at Matthew's very expensive and one of a kind waistcoat how dare you James

I will die on this hill because I've imagined James like this since his first introduction in The Bane Chronicles: his eyes glow, ok. Not like, very noticeably, but if it's very dark in the room his eyes will let off this iridescent glow kinda like the scales of a fish when they shift in and out of the light. People who don't know James very well or are seeing it for the first time can find it a little unnerving but Matthew never once felt afraid. He likes to call them his own personal north stars ✨✨

James and Matthew will share books back and forth. One will read and annotate it and then give it to the other who does the same. They love seeing each other's little notes as they read

Where Matthew is bright colors and expensive jewels, James tends to stick to the same four colors (black, white, navy, and gold) Occasionally Matthew will convince him to wear heavy gold rings inlaid with precious gems or a dashing emerald waistcoat embroidered in gold because "it will look absolutely lovely on you, Jamie" (and of course it does, in fact, look lovely on him)

They of course have that bestie telepathy that I think most people have with their best friend; when you witness something ridiculous and just give them The Look and they know exactly what you're thinking? Yeah, that's definitely resulted in plenty of instances of James and Matthew bursting into laughter for seemingly no reason while everyone looks on in confusion

Similar to James rarely crying, James doesn't strike me as someone who laughs often. That isn't to say he's unhappy, I just think he only laughs when he genuinely finds something funny. James doesn't do pity laughs, ok, if you say something ridiculous he'll just look at you like ._. Matthew made it his personal mission since they met at the Academy to make James laugh at least once a day. Like a full, unbidden, genuine laugh. Matthew could probably write a 10 page essay on how much he loves James' laugh, how to make him laugh, what never fails to make him laugh, etc

Matthew's love language is physical touch (we all saw him clutching onto James' wrist for dear life throughout this series right?); James' is acts of service.

Whenever Matthew has bad days, days where he struggles to be kind to himself, days when it's difficult for him to feel present, he tends to ask for James. James takes this as the blessing that it is, seeing as a younger Matthew would've bottled it up until it boiled over, and spends all day with him. Sometimes they sit in silence, Matthew simply needing to feel grounded with James' presence; other times, James will read to him, tidy his flat, fix that wobbly table leg Matthew keeps putting off (James is surprisingly handy) and on the really bad days James will hold him, rests his cheek against Matthew's head and reminds him of all the reasons he loves him, why he chose to become his parabatai, and that nothing Matthew could ever ask of James could ever be a burden

James gets Oscar a new collar with a matching doggy bowtie every year on his adoption day; Matthew obviously keeps every collar and switches them out so Oscar can feel like a dapper little gentleman

Anyways I adore these two and I'm still manifesting a Matthew short story collection because no amount of James and Matthew parabatai content will ever be enough

#tsc #tlh #james herondale #matthew fairchild #heronchild #headcanons #my beloveds

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sky-neverending · 3 months

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Hi! You said you wanted shadowhunter prompts so I have two for you to pick from. You obviously don’t have to write either but if they tickle your fancy:

Magnus apologizing to Alec either post 2x20 or post 3x06/7. We never see Magnus doing the reaching or fixing(the relationship) in the show beyond the early parts of season 1 so I always enjoy him owning up and apologizing.

Or:

Jace (getting his head out of his ass) and making a deal with Asmodeus to repay Magnus. Yes Magnus did it out of love for Alec, but Jace did benefit so I’d like to see it spun as Jace doing the sacrificing. Dealers choice on what and how.

If you don’t like these then it’s no bother! :) happy new year!

sorry this took so long! it.... kind of went out of control and is a long boy, so i'm putting it under the cut. TWS: drinking to cope.

In the hundreds of years he had been alive, Magnus Bane had never been one for apologies. He did what his heart told him to, and despite that heart sometimes beating in the wrong direction, he always followed it in the moment.

So when he texted Alec that he wasn’t coming to dinner, he wasn’t upset with himself. No, the regret didn’t set in until hours later, when he was on his balcony with his second drink nearly finished.

And when it did hit? It hit like a tidal wave, knocking Magnus back into his senses and bringing a stinging wetness to his barely glamoured eyes.

He had upset his Alexander. Again. And again, it was his fault. And again, he was letting the first man he had loved in decades take the fall for it.

Alec was always the one to come begging for forgiveness. He was always the one that showed up at Magnus’s door, determined to set things right. It was never Magnus.

The warlock could blame his inability to break the tension first on many things. He could blame it on the fact that everyone he loved left him eventually. He could blame it on his years of chasing after Camille, of apologizing for things he didn’t need to. He could blame it on pure stubbornness, a trait he wasn’t lacking in, or perhaps the tragedy that laced his earliest memories. But in the end, there was no one to put the blame on but himself.

He pulled out his phone, fingers hovering over Alec’s contact. Would the shadowhunter even want to see him? This wasn’t the first time they had argued, but something in Magnus knew that this felt… different. The argument about the whole immortality thing that morning had struck deep, in both men’s hearts. In Magnus’s about the fact that he didn’t want to see another person he loved age and die, and in Alec’s for the idea that he wasn’t good enough for his long lasting lover.

It was a hard line to toe, immortality. And they had pushed it one too many times.

Before he could stop himself, Magnus was hitting the call button, pressing his lips together as the phone rang. It let out three steady rings, and then it beeped.

Hello, you have reached the voicemail of Alec Lightwood, please-

Magnus hung up. He groaned, balling his fists at his sides. “Fuck,” he muttered, scrambling to pull up a different contact. “Come on, Isabelle, pick up.”

“Hello?” said a girl on the other end of the line, her voice soothing Magnus’s stress by just a little bit. “Magnus, this better be good.”

He frowned. “You’re mad at me.”

“Not mad,” Izzy said, sighing into the line. “Disappointed. You need to fix this.” She waited for his response. It never came. “Come on, Magnus Bane. Use your damn years of knowledge and figure something out!” And then she hung up, leaving Magnus clutching at his phone, frozen.

With shaky hands, Magnus tucked his device into his pocket and turned on his heel, glancing at Chairman Meow on the sofa. “What do I do?” he asked.

The Chairman hissed at him. The sound was enough to spring Magnus from his guilt and into action, forming a portal directly into the Institute.

When he arrived, he was greeted by the blaring of the wards, which he quickly stopped with the snap of his fingers. Shadowhunters surged toward him, but he pushed past, heading straight for Alec’s room.

“Alexander!” he called, knocking on the door. “Alec, I need to speak to you!”

There was shuffling on the other side of the door. The handle turned, and Alec peeked his head through the small opening he had made. “I’m not in the mood,” he slurred. The stench of alcohol drifted off his tongue. “Go away, Magnus.”

Magnus caught the door with his foot, stopping Alec from shutting it. “Alexander, please,” he begged, nothing but pure desperation in his words. “I messed up.”

“You think?” Alec laughed, running a hand through his messy hair. “We both said some things. We always say some things, and then I come running back to you like a lost fucking puppy who needs his owner.” Pausing, he looked Magnus right in the eyes. “And yet I can’t help it, because I’m so damn in love with you that I think my life without you would be nothing at this point. So I need you to leave before I get on my knees and beg for forgiveness again.”

“Alec,” Magnus whispered, breath caught in his throat. “Alec, please.”

A laugh fell from Alec, drunken and pitiful.”Please what? What do you want from me, Magnus?” His words were bitter, but something in them seemed to be pleading with Magnus to fix this. To mend what had been broken, and not with magic.

Taking a breath, Magnus let his guard fall completely. His eyes glazed over from tears, their dark hue fading into a glowing yellow. He let his apology tumble from his lips before he could stop himself. “Alexander Gideon Lightwood. I messed up. You’re right, we both said things we shouldn’t have. But not coming to dinner was petty on my part, and I wholeheartedly apologize.” He was fully crying now, but he kept his contact with Alec. The other man was staring back at him with a blank face. “I understand if you don’t forgive me. I wouldn’t either,” he laughed dryly, “but all I ask is that you don’t let it fester like you always do. I don’t want you to hurt. That’s the last thing I want. I would do anything to make things right between us, Alec. I’m sorry.” Silence fell over them for a few moments before Magnus sighed, breaking eye contact and lowering his head in defeat. “I’ll go now,” he said sadly. “Goodbye, Alexander.”

He turned to walk away. As he did, Alec shuffled behind him. “Hey, Magnus?”

“Yeah?” Magnus’s voice quivered.

“Turn around, please,” he asked, and Magnus did as he was told. He looked at Alec through teary cat-eyes. Alec smiled, ever so slightly. The corner of his eyes scrunched up in a way that made Magnus fill with the little hope he had left. “Do you want to come in and talk?”

Magnus exhaled. “I’d love to,” he replied.

Alec took his hand and led him into the room, closing the door behind them. Magnus looked around. He had been in Alec’s Institute bedroom before, but only in passing. This was different. This was vulnerable.

There was a half-empty bottle of alcohol on Alec’s bedside table, and Magnus desperately hoped Alec hadn’t been the one to drain it to that point. He hovered awkwardly by the door as Alec collapsed onto the bed, looking up at him through his eyelashes.

“Come sit,” he said, nearly pleading. “I need you close.”

Smiling softly, Magnus did as he was told. He dropped gently onto the mattress, a few feet away from where Alec was sprawled out. “I thought you were mad at me.”

Alec pulled himself up and took Magnus’s hand. “I was,” he began, “but you're good at apologies.” He sounded tired, words slurring together. Magnus ran his free hand through the shadowhunters hair, pushing it out of his eyes.

“Am I?”

A giggle left Alec’s lips. “You are,” he confirmed. “But only when you decide to stop being stubborn.” He squeezed Magnus’s hand, the light pressure incredibly grounding. “I need to sleep off this hangover I’m about to get.”

“Of course,” said Magnus. “We can talk more tomorrow?”

“Yeah.” Alec watched as Magnus stood, a pout crossing his lips. “Where are you going?”

Magnus shrugged. “Home,” he answered. “I assumed you didn’t want me to stay here with you.”

The pout turned into a raised eyebrow and pursed lips. “Stop assuming,” Alec said, “and come lay down.”

“Are you sure?” Magnus asked, chest heavy. Why would Alec want to lay with him when he had hurt him so badly? Was he doing it out of pity?

Alec coughed. “I can hear you thinking,” he murmured, patting the bed next to him. “Relationships take effort, right? And you put in that effort to get all the way here and apologize. So come here before I change my mind.”

Surging forward, Magnus slid under the covers next to Alec. His Alec. “You are a wise drunk, darling,” he said, and Alec turned to face him.

“I think you're rubbing off on me,” he joked with a yawn. “Night, Magnus.”

“Goodnight, Alexander,” Magnus responded. “I love you.”

Alec didn’t say it back, he was already asleep. But the smile on his lips was enough for Magnus to drift off as well.

#sky writes #answered #shadowhunters #malec #magnus bane #alec lightwood #shadowhunters tv #magnus x alec

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myadmiringmind · 2 years

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Late Night Demon Hunting | Jace Herondale

Jace Herondale Masterlist

Pairing (s): Jace Herondale x girlfriend!reader, mention; Magnus Bane x Alec Lightwood

Summary: Reader goes demon hunting and Jace decides to tag along

Warnings: Blood, demons, weapons, walking at night

Notes:

Set after City of Glass

Jace didn’t die and come back alive

Valentine was still defeated though

|PICTURES ARE NOT MINE|

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The only thing that can be heard in the institute is the sound of my black boots against the hardwood floor. I remind myself to put a soundless rune on my boots before I leave.

My thoughts are interrupted when I see a certain blonde leaning against the wall- is he filing his fingernails with his stele again?

“Jace?” His head shoots up at the sound of my voice and he grins.

“That would be me.” He begins to walk toward me, “Are you ready to go?”

“What do you mean?” I question confused

“Demon hunting of course, what else? You know they can never get quite enough of my good looks. Such a shame they get themselves killed for it though.” He answers with a fake sigh of disappointment

“I didn’t think you were going.” I answer walking to his side

“Why, because my parabatai is currently traveling the world with his warlock boyfriend? You know a shadowhunters work is never done, even then. You know, we should go on vacation somewhere, just the two of us.”

I ignore the increased beating of my heart and look up at my boyfriend, “I mean, that I didn’t think you’d be going with me. I thought you were gonna take it solo until Alec got back.”

“And let my beautiful girlfriend go by herself. I gotta make sure you’re safe, just like any good boyfriend.” He grins at me

I scoff, “I think I can handle myself quite alright.”

“I know, but it is quite hot watching you fight, and I thought ‘why deprive myself of such a wonderful sight’.” He responds with the same stupid grin

“You won’t be able to watch me because you’ll be too busy fighting yourself.” I say while subconsciously making sure I have everything I need on my person

“I can do both, you know I'm a fantastic multi-tasker.” He smirks and I choose not to answer him

“So, do you have everything?” He asks once more

“I need to put a soundless rune on my boots.” I recall

He clicks his tongue and nods, “We don’t need the sound of your boots alerting the demons of our unholy intentions.” He kneels down in front of me and draws the rune on my right boot first with his stele, then a twin of it on my left.

He stands back up and faces me, “Is that all then?” He whispers his face close to mine

I manage to keep my composure but my voice breaks when I answer, “That’s all.” I curse myself inwardly

He smirks and kisses me, hard. I’m barely able to kiss him back before he’s pulling away and grabbing my hand, pulling me towards the door.

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Jace's left hand held a sensor while his right held my hand. We were walking through ChinaTown, which was considerably busy considering the time of day it was. But it was always busy in New York City. The people walked past us without a single glance since we had glamoured ourselves sometime prior.

“Anything?” I ask glancing at the sensor in Jaces hand

Jace nods and looks up. I see a restaurant we often order from, mostly on the nights Izzy decides to...cook.

“Well at least this demon has good taste.” He murmurs before pulling me into the restaurant.

I look around before I hear Jace whisper my name, when he sees that I'm looking at him he nods his head in the direction of one of the tables.

I see it immediately, sitting alone at one of the tables with a plate of egg rolls. To the mundane it looked perfectly normal but Jace and I were able to see right through its disguise.

Jace scrunched his nose, “Who eats only egg rolls? This ones weird.”

I rolled my eyes but smiled, “They’re all weird.”

Jace shrugs and silently nods to the sign that indicates the direction of the restrooms. I nod back and we detach from each other.

As I'm walking around the corner I'm able to hear Jaces voice, “Have you ever tried their mu shu pork? It’s to die for.”

I roll my eyes and giggle under my breath.

A man passes me without a look in my direction as I lean against the wall, waiting patiently. I don’t have to wait long before the demon that was sitting at the table is thrown at the wall past me. He gets up quickly snarling his ugly long teeth.

“Not friendly I see.” I comment grabbing one of my seraph blades from one of the pockets in my jacket

“She’s taken, buddy.” I hear Jace say, but I don’t turn to see him, keeping my eyes on the demon who’s still snarling at me.

I murmur the name of my blade just in time for the demon to lunge at me. My blade grazes its side causing bits of black blood from its side. It hisses slightly in pain.

“You never did answer my question!” Jace yells as the demon now lunges at him

I come up behind them intending to stab the demon in the back but it lunges out of the way before I get the chance.

Jace, now at my side, looks at the demon expectantly.

“Screw you shadowhunters and your pork!” The demon hisses in a non-human voice

Jace gasps before lunging at the demon with his seraph blade, “And here I thought we were gonna have a nice conversation.” Jace says through clenched teeth

The demon narrowly dodges Jaces blade as I make my way toward the demon once more. My seraph blade punctures the demon's arm and it yells in pain as I push it toward Jace.

Jace cuts off one of its legs making a puddle of black blood underneath. Jace's arms go under the demons and he holds it as still as he can while the demon struggles against him. Jace nods at me with a smirk.

I lunged at the demon one last time and cut off its head.

The hallway is now drenched in black blood, and that reflects on our gear.

“Hot.” Jace says to me as he stands up from behind the demon

I shake my head but my smile gives me away.

Jace looks down at the demon's remains and makes a disgusted sound, “How can he not like mu shu pork?” Jace asks

I laugh and walk towards him. The demon's body and blood disappear unsurprisingly.

“That’s what you got from that?” I laugh

“You meet a lot of ugly demons if that's what you’re talking about. But I’ve never heard of one not liking mu shu pork.” Jace answers, his arm going around my waist.

“That’s because you never ask.” I answer

Jace makes a sound of agreement, “I suppose I should start then.” He looks down at me and smiles, “Breakfast?”

I look down at my clothes, soaked in black demon blood and sweat, “Shower.” I answer

Jace grins, “I like your idea much better.”

#jace herondale imagine #jace herondale #jace lightwood #jace herondale fluff #jace herondale x reader #the mortal instruments

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arosesstorm · 2 years

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untied spell | Alec Lightwood

words count: idk sorry

gender neutral reader! x Alec Lightwood

warning: angst, my fav

summary: the nigh of Max's party at Bane's, a truth was revealed, a painful one, yours

English is not my first language loves, trying my best, enjoy :)

"dear, so glad you came" Magnus welcomed you inside the house, his sharp eyes the first thing that reminded you you were in trap.

"how could I not come, after all, it is Max's party" a sigh escaping your lips as Magnus closed the door behind your back.

"here" he handed you a drink, his mouth close to your ear "I know you and Alexander aren't in the best of terms now but I beg of you let's enjoy the evening"

a light of amusement crossed your face "what the high warlock of Brooklyn says.." a gulp as the drink slide into your throat.

as Magnus looked at you make your way into the living room he couldn't help but sigh "this is going to be a disaster".

as soon as your eyes met Izzies a calming wave washed over your body "so glad I found you" you admitted as soon as the dark haired reached for your arm to interlock with hers.

"So glad you found the right member of the Lightwood family you mean"

you couldn't help but glare as she put her hands up in surrender "alright, got it, I'm sorry".

finding out you were not the only Herondale left was one thing, discovering your younger brother was Jace Wayland was a total different matter.

you would have be the happiest to hear the news if not only the closest friend you had didn't hide it from you.

"for your own good" Alec had said, but it just made you want to throw up.

"you don't have a clue on what's good for me" you had replied the night you had found out.

safe to say, you avoided the man since.

you and Izzy went for the bar, ordering the strongest they had with only a thought in mind, the time of your departure.

"why hasn't Max still arrived?"

"Alec was meant to take him but he's running late"

"as usual" you felt the need to add, as you sipped from your second drink, it was strong.

when you turned to the door again you saw him, his place steady, his eyes hard, all that gloomy act and Alec was still Alec, a ferocious dog without teeth.

"let's go great Max" Isabelle dragged you toward the small circle as you looked at everyone but him.

"my little hunter!" exclaimed the girl hugging the boy thigh as you smiled down at him "guess you'll be my next right arm huh?" you joked ruffling his hair.

"you bet since everyone seems to die when they get close to you" your head shot in Alec's direction, your eyes as thin as those of a fox "what did you just say?"

the man shook his head, looking around for support, "what do you mean?" he asked.

you were about to bark back when Magnus stood between you two, his voice louder "ah! it is a great party, let's leave the celebrated to it".

eyes glaring while you sighed hard, "need another drink".

the rest of the evening went down better than expected, Alec seemed to respect your boundaries, in fact, you were able to avoid him for most of the night.

it wasn't until you saw Clary shot for the bar on the left that something just switched.

"i have to go" you told a tipsy Isabelle as you left the couches, your steps taking you to the terrace when you noticed a door slightly open, someone laying on the floor.

your feet stopped as you regained consciousness, what was going on?

only when you made your way inside the room you spotted a terrified Jace on the right.

"Jace! what is going on?" you asked reaching for who you had recognized was Maryse Lightwood laying unconscious on the floor.

"she tried to kill me!" he spoke, his voice harsh yet panicked, "Maryse?" you asked, too unlikely to be true.

"yes!" he half screamed as he approached you, his eyes wet with tears and his jaw hard.

he was in pain and it pained you too.

your brother, was in pain, your brother, was in pain.

you didn't know how you arrived to that conclusion but suddenly, as bright as day, the culprit's name flashed before your eyes.

Alec.

Alec was the reason your brother was in pain, the reason you yourself were.

you marched out of the room, a surprised Isabelle crossing your path as she got in.

"y/n!" she called for you, but it was late now, you were already half way to the terrace when you spot him.

Lost gaze as he was stearing at the night sky, his back facing you.

he felt someone approaching and was quick to turn around: "y/n.." he had the time to say before you pushed him backwords, hands searching for the daggers behind your back.

"y/n!" he screamed now, his eyes blank as he was glaring at you.

"hiding my brother for me is a thing, but hurting him?" you half screamed, daggers now in view.

then, the unexpected happened, his lips lift into a dark smile as he chuckled "what am I? the bane of your existence?" he laughed.

you were taken aback, losing your steadiness as you stumbled back, his body swinging forward as he took the daggers out of your hands, hitting the ground hard.

"what is going on with you?" Alec asked but you couldn't help but hear "Just say it, we both know what your problem is".

your heart roared as you jumped on him, fist swinging, as he tried to block you as best as he could.

"you know nothing about me!" you screamed.

"I do, I always did" he spoke, as you fell on the concrete, his body steadying you as he positioned himself above you.

"you are not mad at me because I've hidden Jace is your brother, you are mad because you are a worthless piece of shit, the weak of the family and the soft hearted", your hands burning as you were trying to get free, "all this time and you were just trying to run away from your feeling, from your feelings for m-"

"no!" you screamed as your feet kicked him on the back, the boy crawling to the floor.

you looked like an animal, a beast as you jumped to Alec's lap, your fist white as you aimed for his face.

"you have to stay away from me!" you screamed, gatting the dagger from the ground as you pressed it to Alec's throat.

your eyes watery as ho looked at you sympathetically.

"y/n!" you heard a voice as you suddenly snapped out of it.

your hands trembling as you throw the dagger away, looking at Alec on the ground, his eyes soft, in pain.

"I'm sorry" you mumbled, quickly getting on your feet again.

Magnus rushed forward as he touched your shoulder softly, "I'm sorry he was-", "he was saying things I-", "I'm sorry".

you felt like throwing up.

"Alec!" Maryse rushed forward, kneeling on the ground, "what happened?"

"I'm fine" he breathed, his eyes glued to his opponent's face.

"y/n" the boy spoke, getting on his feet "are you alright?".

"have you all lost your minds?" Maryse barked, shooting for Jace who was now standing behind you and Magnus.

"you almost killed me!"

"do you all hear what she is saying to me?"

"Jace" Clary touched the man's shoulder as Simon entered the room.

"what is wrong?" he asked, "Maia is by the bar if you are wondering" Clary blunted stern.

"something's wrong" you heard Magnus whisper as he left your side, making his way inside the apartment.

"don't you ever spoke to me again" you stated with gritted teeth, eyes wet with tears as Alec looked at you with that same very eyes.

"don't be ridiculous" he answered.

you turned your back as you left the crowd, your brother trying to reach you but failing.

you had just touched the door's knob as Alec held your arm forcing you to turn around.

"reason with me" he pleaded "let's be logical".

"I can't!" you answered with a ferocity that broke the man's heart.

"you know why" a string seemed to unlace inside your head and your vision cleared again, but it didn't change the fact that it was obvious now, at least to you.

"y/n" he breathed.

"we know why" and you left the room praying for the night to end painlessly.

part 2?

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chibi-tsukiko · 2 years

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Our Endless Joy 💜

The Lightwood-Banes

Yesterdays SoBH update DEMANDED Lightwood-Bane family art and I am here to deliver!!😆

I just imagine the boys interrupting Alec and Magnus kissing and them just laughing and being so happy with their family. Ugh. I love them. 😭🥰

I hope you like it! 🙈

Characters owned by @cassandraclare

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#i would die for the lightwood banes ok?#my art #malec #magnus bane #alec lightwood #max lightwood bane #rafael lightwood bane #tsc #shadowhunters #the shadowhunter chronicles #sobh #emsart #secrets of the blackthorn hall

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daydreamxr17 · 2 years

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TWP Death predictions

(Because idk what to do with life till 2024/2025 or even later)

TMI CHARACTERS

Clary Fairchild - I hope that she'll survive, but idk... Killing off the person that everything started is some nostalgic or whatever thing, Cassie would do...

Jace Herondale - I think it's between him and Clary... Or maybe if one of them decide to sacrifice himself, the other would want to die with him

Magnus Bane - well, with Magnus I'm torn between: Cassie doesn't kill of LGBTQ and she wanted Malec to have happy ending and Magnus is in every book so it would make sense to TSC end with his death, also if he'll die, it would be I think something like "Tony Stark" kind of death

Alec Lightwood - I'm literally worried about all of TMI group, but for Alec not as much as for rest of them (watch my breakdown, when something happens to him)

Isabelle Lightwood - I'm so damn worried about Isabelle. Idk why, but I feel she's either gonna end up pregnant with beautifuk kid or something will happen to her

Simon Lovelace - this boy been trought so much bad stuffs, that I don't think he'll die... Or I hope at least. Idk what to expect from Cassie, but something bad is about to happen, I can feel it and this is her last series, so she can do whatever the hell she want without some fear of losing readers

But I think that characters like Bat, Maya, Lily Chen... Maryse maybe (but after Robert, I don't think so) are in danger too... And characters like Tien or Leon Verlac or Simon's classmates from academy are characters that are - I must say it like this - made for: "killed of for plot"... I have strong feeling that this series will be bloody.

TID CHARACTERS

Jem Carstairs and Tessa Gray - I don't think they'll die, they have little girl together, and Kit already lost his biological parents, I hope Cassie is not that cruel... Also Jem just started to live for real... But if they die, I'm kind of sure, they'll die together and they'll reunite with Will...

Bridget - I don't even understand why she lives that long (ChoT come faster🙏)

TDA CHARACTERS

Julian Blackthorn - he literally can't, my dead soul wouldn't survive it, but he would definitely sacrifice himself for his family, (he couldn't save Livvy, so he'll want to save rest of them)

Emma Carstairs - might die by Jules's side, but I won't accept it because they need to have cute kids

Helen Blackthorn and Aline Penhallow - they're adopting so hopefully they're safe and Cassie doesn't like to kill of LGBTQ characters

Mark Blackthorn - he's been already trought a lot, but here I go again with whole - sacrificing themselves for siblings trope

Cristina Rosales - I don't really know why, but I'm scared for Cristina, her death is something that would really affect fans

Kieran - I'm scared for my boy, because I feel like the courts are gonna unite and Ash or Kit might rule...

Tavvy Blackthorn - no, no and just no. Yeah, and did I mention no?

Diana Wrayburn - I don't think Cassie would kill of such a representation of LGBTQ

Gwyn Ap Nudd - might die (I hope not, but he wasn't that important for main plot)

Cohort - hopefully all of them die, but I see some kind of redemption and fighting together in some huge battle, Zara and Manuel might rot in he with Lucifer

Cameron Ashdown - he died in Thule already, so it would be kind of cruel, but not impossible

Diego Rosales - we know the bad fates of Inquisitors, but he might be exception

TWP CHARACTERS

I think Ty, Kit and Dru are safe. Ty has to let Livvy go and I think that will happen. I don't think Cassie would kill of Ash, he's really interesting character and he deserved chance. Jaime might die. I think one of close people of main group will die - so either (for now) Anush, Thais or Kit's gf. Yeah, and well Janus is more likely to die, or even some faerie royalty. From main group I'm most scared for Kit.

TLH CHARACTERS

already gone...

I wouldn' t be surprised if all of them would die and that is end of TSC.

These are just might current thoughts... Things my change with some snippets or whatever we will get in next years🤍

Okay, In short: Everyone can die!

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the-great-lightwood-bane · 2 years

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fic masterpost

Consul Alec Lightwood (soon to be Lightwood-Bane) Malec | G, no warnings | One-shot | Missing scene from QoAaD in which Alec tells Magnus that he was elected Consul | AO3

Whumptober 2021 (Series on AO3)

together Malec | G, tw canon-typical violence | ch 5/5 | Alec has been kidnapped. We're not sure by whom, though… | AO3

hunger Malec | G, no warnings | one-shot | Magnus is magically exhausted for the first time since the Owl incident. It brings back bad memories. | AO3

an eye for an eye (a son for a son) Malec | G, tw minor self-harm & vampirism | ch 4/4 | An alternate universe in which Imogen Herondale demanded justice for the death of her son when the Circle fell, and the Lightwoods didn't get off so scot-free | AO3

hope (and the lack of it) Malec | G, tw magical illness | one-shot | missing scenes from QoAaD when Magnus is sick with the blight | AO3

flightless angel Malec | G, tw violence, blood | two-shot | Canon divergence from CoHF in which Shadowhunters have wings, Raphael lives, and a different deal is made to escape Edom | AO3

by proxy Malec | G, tw canon-typical violence, torture | two-shot | Magnus’s voice was hoarse from screaming, and his wrists chafed from the magic-suppressing cuffs on his wrists, but he was otherwise unharmed. He wished he wasn’t: if he had been the one getting beat up, his husband wouldn’t be. | AO3

don't you die on me Malec | G, tw canon-typical violence, presumed character death | two-shot | And then, to Alec’s horror, the Alliance rune on his wrist flickered, and he looked to Magnus just in time to see him fall. | AO3

bleeding through the bandages Malec | G, tw canon-typical violence, blood & injury | one-shot | Magnus is stabbed with a seraph blade fighting Circle members. | AO3

immortality (and what a certain Shadowhunter will do to get it) Malec | G, tw blood | one-shot | Alec figures out how to become immortal. This is how it happens. | AO3

escape (getting home) Malec | T, tw implied/referenced torture | two-shot | Alec is kidnapped by Circle members. He escapes. | AO3

adrift Malec | G, tw dehydration | ch 3/3 | In a few days, Alec would be dead. His head ached dully, his mouth felt dry. He tried to stand up, and his head spun for a few moments before he steadied. He wished he could see Magnus one last time. | AO3

self-sacrifice Malec | G, tw self-sacrifice, suicide for saving others purposes (no MCD) | one-shot | that scene from Sherlock BBC (s4e3) where Sherlock has to choose between killing John and killing Mycroft, except with Shadowhunters | AO3

learning to love Malec | G, tw implied/referenced & internalised homophobia & aphobia | one-shot | Alec was sixteen when he realized that he was asexual. A story of self-discovery, of coming out (the first time, and then again, and again), and of acceptance. | AO3 | Tumblr

libertate bellantis Malec | T, tw canon-typical violence, implied/referenced torture | ch 17/17 | They met in a coffee shop. Alec, a member of the Resistance, Commander and Acting Head of New York. Magnus, known to the Shadowhunters only as Bane, one of the most powerful warlocks in the world. Both think the other is mundane. (Both are wrong.) Both will find out the truth. Plus, Valentine has been leading a worldwide Clave-sanctioned genocide of the Downworld for the last twenty-five years, and now Alec and Magnus have to work together to stop him... | AO3 | Series (sequel and extras)

Febuwhump 2022 (Series on AO3 | Tumblr Masterpost)

Gospels Malec | T, tw swearing, mention of kidnapping and torture | one-shot | Magnus Bane has been taken. Alec Lightwood is not merciful in his quest to take him back. (Conversations during the in-betweens and the after from Revelations by ClinicalChaos.) | AO3

let your voice be heard Malec | G, no warnings | one-shot | Shadowhunters don’t sing. aka five times Alec remembered that he wasn’t supposed to sing, and five times he knew he could (because this 5+1 idea is totally unbalanced and the characters deserve better). | AO3 | Tumblr

Shadowhunters Pride Bingo 2022 (Series on AO3 | Tumblr Masterpost)

U — Understanding [Shadowhunters Ace ABC] Alec-centric, Malec | G, tw internalised & institutionalised homophobia | one-shot | Isabelle realised that her brother was not straight when she was fifteen and he was sixteen. Or: Izzy loves her brother, but some wounds go deeper than she can fix. (Ft. gratuitous light/dark metaphors, sibling antics, and angst with a happy ending.) | AO3 | Tumblr

N — Natural [Shadowhunters Ace ABC] Malec | G, tw internalized & external homophobia & aphobia | one-shot | Alec is ace and gay, Maryse is evil, Alec meets a certain Magnus Bane, and the road to self-acceptance is long and hard — but it's a bit easier when you have friends and family to support you. (Ft. pining idiots and Alec writing books.) | AO3 | Tumblr

G — Gaze [Shadowhunters Ace ABC] Magnus-centric, Malec | G, tw aphobia | one-shot | Magnus sometimes found the gazes of strangers unnerving. Or, Magnus is demisexual and sex-positive, people are not always understanding, Camille is a bitch, and Alec loves Magnus. | AO3 | Tumblr

pull me closer Jimon | G, tw mention of Jace's abusive childhood, panic attacks | one-shot | For most of Jace’s life, his assumption that he was straight went unchallenged. Jace is definitely not straight and in love with Clary. That doesn't change just because Simon's cute and funny and brave and— well, Jace is straight, so obviously he doesn't like Simon that way. (Right?) | AO3 | Tumblr

(beyond) this place of wrath and tears Malec | T, tw for mention (not graphic) of the following: biphobia, racism (anti-Downworlder and anti-POC), whatever it's called when people want men not to wear makeup, suicidal thoughts, and depression | one-shot | People tend to hate what they do not understand, and while Magnus can ignore most cruel words, he sometimes fears there might be a fragment of truth in them. Fortunately, he has Alec. | AO3 | Tumblr

Never Alone Malec | G, tw violence, reference to rape/non-con, and vampirism, all at canon levels | ch 21/21 | In a world where Shadowhunters’ dæmons never lose the ability to change shape, Clary spends her eighteenth birthday learning why Hunter can still shift. Or, a shameless fix-it featuring BAMF Magnus and Alec, logical problem-solving rather than the disaster that was Jace, Izzy, and Clary — and, of course, Malec falling in love (in a slightly less difficult situation). | AO3 | Tumblr

the implications of language Malec | G, tw minor reference to Magnus' mother's suicide | one-shot | Indonesian is Magnus' mother tongue — the language he slips into when he doesn't have the presence of mind for anything else. Alec wants to learn. | AO3 | Tumblr

bloody but unbowed Malec | G, tw implied/referenced torture, discrimination against Downworlders | one-shot | Twenty years ago, the Circle won. Six years ago, Alec Lightwood began freeing every Downworlder to enter the Institute’s cells. A week ago, he was caught. Nobody’s going to free him. | AO3 | Tumblr

Whumptober 2022 (Masterpost | Series on AO3)

Unscheduled Meetings Malec | G, tw canonical MCD for Thule Malec but not for other versions of Malec | one-shot | A (relatively) everyday trip to confront a warlock results in something decidedly not everyday. Who would’ve thought Alec’s magic held the key to unlocking the multiverse? | AO3 | Series on AO3 | Tumblr

of demons & protection spells Malec | G, tw canon-typical violence, self-harm | one-shot | Maryse Lightwood doesn't show up at Magnus' door, but instead helps Alec kill Jonathan. Magnus leaves New York, heartbroken, but refuses to join his father in Edom. Asmodeus isn't happy about that. | AO3 | Tumblr

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hi!!!

15: favorite book you’ve read as a school assignment?

A List of Cages by robin roe was during the summer before my freshman year of high school, a while back, and I remember annotating it, loving the plot, enjoying the assignment which was to take notes and annotate the pages if the book was our personal one and then we…didn’t do anything with it except a handout that said “did you do the reading?” with checkboxes labeled yes and no. I was so disappointed but I remember loving that book. There’s also Brain On Fire by Susannah Cahalan, which is just an amazing true story (the movie is ok but the book is just *chefs kiss*. I’m actually using it in my final project in my psychology course this year!!

28: five songs to describe you?

Damn. This is a hard one….i had to consult the counsel (my group chat) for guidance [edit: some were helpful…others weren’t] [another edit: i did take a few quizzes to find what songs describe me bc i was thinking of songs that i associated with me and idk if thats what this meant lol, can you tell i overthink things?]

no body, no crime by taylor swift

better than revenge by taylor swift

dear reader by taylor swift

human by gabrielle aplin

hi, it’s me by ashnikko (but I’m the best friend)

Ik it was mostly TS but i listen to her a lot so

43: hoodie, leather jacket, cardigan, jean jacket, or bomber jacket?

once upon a time i was recognized by the oversized jean jacket that i wore…not anymore. I love cardigans and leather jackets buttt i have the soul of an elderly librarian so definitively cardigan. (I love librarians, my Grammy was a librarian and she’s the best)

57: the three biggest struggles you’ve overcome?

Coming out to myself. I actually came out to my friends before myself, which sounds weird but hold on. I knew i was queer so i told them, the ones i was comfortable with, about my sexuality. But i wasn’t in full terms with it. I grew up very religious and the way my church and family spoke about homosexuality just made me feel like an outcast. Thankfully, I’m proud of who i am today and while I’m terrified of the day I come out to my family, i know i can make it through the tough times if they come

My belief in god isn’t a struggle per se but i much prefer my relationship with them today than my past relationship with them. In the past i was a nightmare, just a total bitch and even though ik today it was because of how i was raised and what i absorbed and all the internalized homophobia, i still know it’s not an excuse to unlearn all my taught hatred so I’m pretty proud to say that i am a much, much better person today ✨character growth✨

My fear of death. While i haven’t completely overcome this, ive come to better terms with the fact that one day i will die and the only thing i can do is live life to the fullest and just live, not to force myself into a box of what i have to do but just enjoy being alive while i am. My new fear however is the ocean, just being alone in the middle of the sea, no boat just me…my heart beat very fast as I typed that

62: seven characters you relate to?

Percy Jackson. I have neither ADHD or dyslexia but i do wear my sarcasm and humor as my shield. Also, i just feel like he would be such a good friend and compliment to my personality

Tony stark. I do have anxiety and depression but i am not a billionaire or genius. I just get him, ya know? I can easily put myself in his place and see his thought process.

Daniel Jackson. Huge history nerd over here and he’s just the best, i love him

harry potter…my man is way too underrated for the main character. Same thing as tony, i just feel connected to his character

yelena belova. Idk why but i just feel like she’s what i could be if i was put in her situations ya know

alec lightwood, i too am a disaster gay and would be speechless at the sight of magnus bane

Nebula. I know what it’s like to be overlooked and forgotten but thankfully, like nebula, ive a found family that sees me

Thank you so much!!! I’m sorry my answers were so long lol 😅

#aparticularbandit #taryn answers asks #thanks for the ask!

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