Alec Lightwood’s Personal Vendetta Against Pie

Currently writing The Journalist (Malec superhero fic) on ao3 Ash, she/her

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Alec laughed, a small, slow, rasped exhale. "Fine," he said quietly. He felt the ground lift away as his eyelids drifted closed. He blinked them open again. His height, which as the Warden he had noticed was lesser than the Kestrel's by two or three inches, though still considerably tall, made carrying Alec difficult, a tangle of long limbs drooping from his arms at uncomfortable-looking angles. Alec's head banged against the Kestrel's shoulder. "Where to?" The UC asked him. Alec's eyes closed, opened, then closed again heavily. "The subway," he replied, voice soft and low. They reached the end of the alleyway, and the Kestrel was careful to avoid the third body, draped on its back across the floor. Alec surveyed it before they turned away. A man. His eyes, once again, drifted shut. This time they didn't re-open.

Thump. Thump. Thump, went the Kestrel's heart.

Alec fell asleep just as the police sirens began to scream.

- An extract from my fic, the Journalist, a Malec TSC au currently at 60k words. Chapter 25 was posted last week. Enjoy!!

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Chapter 22 of The Journalist just posted 💞

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Alec sighed. The dim lights in Magnus' office washed the paleness of his face an off-white, softening the intensity of his eyes. Every time Magnus looked at them, he thought of something different- a field of lavender, calm and soft; an ocean, violent and unforgiving; the sky in daylight, rich and solid; the sky at night, endless, infinite, glittering with the unknown, with possibility, with beauty- fuck, Magnus thought, and abruptly went back to typing.

"You've finished the conclusion?" Alec asked. Magnus nodded briefly in response, his smile gone. 

"Great. Send it over when you can and I'll add it to the document. I'll see you tomorrow," Alec replied. There was a moment of quiet, where Alec stood and awaited a response, and Magnus tried his best to ignore him. Then something landed with a jolt on his desk- a bottle of water, a sandwich, and a protein bar. Magnus stared at them, then at Alec, who rubbed the back of his neck nervously with his hand, looking pointedly out the window. "For lunch," he said, haltingly, before he turned on his heel and hurried out the door.

It slammed so hard that it trembled on its hinges.

- From chapter 20- just posted- of my fic The Journalist, a TSC Malec-orientated superhero au set in New York City. Currently at around 47,000 words.

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Now he made his way towards the kitchen.

The lights flickered above him, the ancient yellow bulbs swaying in the constant draft that pierced through the Institute's corridors, dull and dying. Strips of moonlight from various windows illuminated the polished floorboards silver, and the shadows creeping up the walls seemed alive, black and angular, reaching in jagged shapes across the ceiling like a skeletal hand. One flash of steady light flashed through the dark, a door cracked minutely open. A rumble of muttering hummed quietly through the walls.

"We can't keep letting this happen," someone hissed, their voice too quiet for Simon to properly make out.

"We don't even know what happens," came another voice, lower this time. Then, softly: "Mom said she'd stop him."

Someone sighed. "She said she would do what she could."

"Then it wasn't enough."

"No," came the reply. "It never is."

As Simon crept closer, treading softly on the heels of his feet, he caught a glimpse inside the room, the light inside warm and buttery. A flash of gold; a whip, curled around a pale wrist, then the bright mane of someone's hair, tangled and messy. A streak of black; ivory curls and a large, sleek bow propped against an armchair.

A touch of red, a pair of torn, bloodied leather gloves lying forgotten on the rug.

- Here’s another passage from my fic, The Journalist, a TSC Malec-based superhero au.

This is from Simon’s POV, and it’s an extract from my just-posted chapter 18.

I appreciate that there’s a lot left unclear at the moment, but that’s the whole point of a mystery, right?

Hope you enjoyed.

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 17/? Fandom: Shadowhunters (TV), The Shadowhunter Chronicles - All Media Types, Tales from the Shadowhunter Academy - Cassandra Clare, The Mortal Instruments Series - Cassandra Clare, The Dark Artifices Series - Cassandra Clare, The Last Hours Series - Cassandra Clare, The Infernal Devices Series - Cassandra Clare, The Eldest Curses Series - Cassandra Clare Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Relationships: Magnus Bane/Alec Lightwood, Clary Fray/Isabelle Lightwood, Simon Lewis/Jace Wayland, Isabelle Lightwood/Maia Roberts, Magnus Bane & Alec Lightwood, Lily Chen/Maia Roberts Characters: Alec Lightwood, Magnus Bane, Isabelle Lightwood, Clary Fray, Simon Lewis, Jace Wayland, Jonathan Christopher Morgenstern | Sebastian Verlac, Raphael Santiago, Ragnor Fell, Catarina Loss, Maia Roberts, Luke Garroway, Maryse Lightwood, Robert Lightwood Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Superheroes/Superpowers, Enemies to Lovers, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Hurt Alec Lightwood, Emotionally Hurt Alec Lightwood, Alec Lightwood Deserves Nice Things, Alec Lightwood Loves Magnus Bane, Magnus Bane Deserves Nice Things, Hurt Magnus Bane, Bisexual Isabelle Lightwood, Background Clary Fray/Isabelle Lightwood, Fluff and Angst, Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Everyone has superpowers, Good Parabatai Jace Wayland, Alec Lightwood & Jace Wayland Friendship, Jace Wayland is a Lightwood, Protective Jace Wayland, Background Tessa Gray/Will Herondale, Tessa Gray is a bad bitch, lesbians take over the world, Clary Fray & Alec Lightwood Friendship, Lesbian Clary Fray, Magnus Bane & Clary Fray Friendship, Clary Fray & Simon Lewis Friendship, Pansexual Simon Lewis, Simon Lewis Needs a Hug, Simon Lewis & Isabelle Lightwood Friendship, Mundane Simon Lewis, simon somehow gets powers, I love Simon Lovelace, based off the books, incorporates some themes from the show Summary:

“I’m sorry,” Magnus spoke, and his voice- usually smooth like velvet, a stream sliding itself over polished rock- cracked. “I have allowed myself to love you more than I should.”

“And how much were you supposed to love me?” The Warden asked, eyes never straying from Magnus’, the light of the street lamps making them flicker with an active intensity, as if someone was holding them close to a match flame.

“Not at all.”

 A journalist with a secret.

A super with a want for change.

It'll all come spilling out with a madman on the streets- but perhaps they're not so different from each other after all.

TRIGGER WARNINGS FOR VIOLENCE, INJURY, SUICIDE, AND MAJOR CHARACTER DEATHS.

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“You forget I have powers too. I can hold my own, babe," Clary grinned, brushing her vibrant hair out of her face with painter's hands, her fingertips chewed and cracked.

"Well, I'm sorry!" Izzy whined, a pout forming on her face. "For all I know, your powers could be... plant-growing, or something." She gestured to the overflowing plant pots on the windowsill.

Clary laughed. "They’re a little more useful than that."

Izzy leaned closer, brushing a thumb over Clary's cheek. Her hair fell forwards over her shoulders, black and shining like ink. She planted a kiss on her girlfriend's lips, her beautiful, grinning girlfriend, for whom she would raise the forgotten treasures of Hell's rivers if it meant having her happy like this forever. "I'm sure you're absolutely formidable," she whispered.

- An extract from my fic, The Journalist, where Izzy goes to Clary for comfort.

We’ve just reached chapter 17, and I am so grateful to all my amazing readers. One more and I’ll be on 40,000 words. I’ve written a lot in recent years, but this is the longest time I’ve stuck with something, ever. I’m so excited to see where this goes. I hope you look forward to seeing where Magnus and Alec will end up, too.

Here’s to over 1000 hits.

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It’s slowly picking up… look out for the clues.

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New chapter posted last night!

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Just posted a new chapter, slightly longer than usual, finally. We’re officially on over 30,000 words.

For anyone reading, apologise for the break. I’ve had exams. Expect more frequent posting from now on (until my next set of exams… yay..)

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Link for my TSC ff ‘The Journalist’ posted underneath!

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 13/100 Fandom: Shadowhunters (TV), The Shadowhunter Chronicles - All Media Types, Tales from the Shadowhunter Academy - Cassandra Clare, The Mortal Instruments Series - Cassandra Clare, The Dark Artifices Series - Cassandra Clare, The Last Hours Series - Cassandra Clare, The Infernal Devices Series - Cassandra Clare, The Eldest Curses Series - Cassandra Clare Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Relationships: Magnus Bane/Alec Lightwood, Clary Fray/Isabelle Lightwood, Simon Lewis/Jace Wayland, Isabelle Lightwood/Maia Roberts, Magnus Bane & Alec Lightwood, Lily Chen/Maia Roberts Characters: Alec Lightwood, Magnus Bane, Isabelle Lightwood, Clary Fray, Simon Lewis, Jace Wayland, Jonathan Christopher Morgenstern | Sebastian Verlac, Raphael Santiago, Ragnor Fell, Catarina Loss, Maia Roberts, Luke Garroway, Maryse Lightwood, Robert Lightwood Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Superheroes/Superpowers, Enemies to Lovers, Enemies to Friends to Lovers Summary:

A journalist with a secret.

A super with a want for change.

It'll all come spilling out with a madman on the streets- but perhaps they're not so different from each other after all.

TRIGGER WARNINGS FOR VIOLENCE, INJURY, SUICIDE, AND MAJOR CHARACTER DEATHS.

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Hi, so I made a tumbler for ‘The Journalist’- a TSC superhero fic (centred around Malec) that I’m currently writing on ao3. I would appreciate it if you checked it out!