#boundless saga

[wormtitty]

i relate a lot to magnus bane, in that i too, am a bi person with emotional impermanence and a habit of covering up my feelings but also i'm much like alec, a tall shy gay who can't comprehend other's affection and wallows in confusion until the Sad takes over

[spanglepuck]

THE BOUNDLESS SAGA by sarcasticfluentry & teumessian

ACT ONE:

PART ONE // pro bono // sarcasticfluentry // explicit // 7,195 words //  After the Clave drops the charges against Isabelle and declares her free, Magnus decides he doesn’t want Alec’s bow and quiver after all. He gets something even better.

PART TWO // night highs // sarcasticfluentry // explicit // 10,077 words //  The Book of the White turns out to be encrypted, so they’re unable to immediately wake Jocelyn up. Magnus returns home to his loft feeling defeated and wonders where he stands with Alec.

PART THREE // thunder’s getting louder // teumessian // explicit // 6,439 words //  For once in his life, Alec decides to take something for himself. He forgets that everything comes with a cost.

INTERLUDE I:

PART FOUR // paradise in between // teumessian // explicit // 7,819 words //  In the months following the loss of the Mortal Cup, anxieties run deep. It’s no time for a vacation, and yet… Magnus has had a lot of years to practice the art of persuasion.

PART FIVE // making new clichés // sarcasticfluentry // explicit // 13,994 words //  Alec doesn’t like to think about getting older. This anxiety gets even worse on his birthday, so Magnus whisks him away to Paris to cheer him up.

ACT TWO:

PART SIX // carve it in // teumessian // explicit // 4,047 words //  Valentine moves on Idris and open war falls on the downworld. Magnus knows that his time with Alec is limited, but he’s not prepared for it to be over yet.

PART SEVEN // feel it break // teumessian // mature // 13,385 words //  When the crown is cast off, the sound of its fall will ring across the earth. Alec can only be pushed so far.

PART EIGHT // quite magical // teumessian // explicit // 10,848 words // Alec tells Magnus the price he promised to pay.

TO BE CONTINUED…

INTERLUDE II:

PART NINE // all i know are sad songs // sarcasticfluentry & teumessian // explicit // COMING SOON(ISH)

[spanglepuck]

I'm thinking of starting a small shadowhunters group chat because I need a few people to talk through some ideas I have for a longer fic. Anyone interested?? Send me a message!

[spanglepuck]

QUITE MAGICAL

PART EIGHT OF THE BOUNDLESS SAGA

By Teumessian (Spanglepup) Pairing: Magnus/Alec Word Count: 10,878 Rating: Explicit Chapters: 2/2 (Complete)

At first it feels like fire in his veins, and for a minute Alec thinks he’s back in Idris, bound and burning before the Clave. Yet, the pain changes quickly, his body flashing hot and then cold. He feels a freezing hand reaching into his chest, pulling something out of him, collecting it into a bundle, into a fist, and then something new is pouring into Alec. Initially, it feels dark, but then it touches his blood, his soul, and it’s like a chemical reaction, red and black sparking and building into bubbling silver and gold. Using runes always felt like pulling power from somewhere outside himself, harnessing something else. The magic welling up in him now is different. It’s inside him, part of him.

[A Malec Fic] Alec tells Magnus the price he promised to pay.

[Read on AO3]

[spanglepuck]

Okay guys. I'm about to write the sex scene for the new Boundless Saga update. Any requests?

[spanglepuck]

Your Boundless Saga fics have absolutely ruined me I love them thank you so much

Awww thank you SO much. Lil messages like this make my life. I’ll work hard to get the new chapter up soon!

[spanglepuck]

Fic: Quite Magical

PART EIGHT OF THE BOUNDLESS SAGA 

By Teumessian (Spanglepup) Pairing: Magnus/Alec Word Count: 5,275 Rating: Teen and Up (will be explicit in part 2)

[A Malec Fic] Alec tells Magnus the price he promised to pay.

[Read on AO3]

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FIC PREVIEW: Boundless Saga

Here’s a lil preview of my next fic! Any encouragement is appreciated, I know i’m going hella slow. I’m like half way there though guys, and it’s gonna be pretty long so I hope you’ll forgive me.

The moon is a sharp crescent, alone in the sky above Manhattan. Light pollution blurs out the stars and wind rolls over the top of an old commercial building. A demon the size of an elephant crawls over the edge of the roof, shrieking, tentacles waving wildly through the air.

“Endia, fall back,” Alec shouts as he looses an arrow and drops low; a blue ball of magic hurls over his shoulder.

Endia, a seelie warrior who was one of the first to join them after Alec and the others left the Clave for good, follows Alec’s command. She darts out of tentacle range as Magnus’ and Alec’s attacks strike home. The monster screams and Alec feels Magnus’ back against his own as they spin Alec back into the forward position.

“Talia! Sara! Now!” Alec says and two young Shadowhunters charge.

They’re parabatai. Talia was born into a prominent but thinning family in Idris. They wanted Talia to wed and bear many children to return their family to dominance—all with a husband befitting her status. Her traditional parents’ hopes were wholly shattered upon finding Sara in their daughter’s bed.

Tali and Sara were also some of the first to seek Alec out.

They were by no means the last.

Talia takes a tentacle, Sara a foot. Their seraph blades shine black with demon blood in the moonlight. Alec briefly wonders if Magnus’ blood is darker than a human’s, he wonders if—the demon roars, rallying.

“Back now!” Alec shouts as he fires one, then two more arrows into what he can only assume is the creature's head.

“Alec,” Magnus says as the shadowhunters clear the range of the demon.

Alec doesn’t need more instruction than that. He and Magnus aren’t parabatai. They don’t become one entity when they fight together, not like Alec and Jace. Yet, the rune over Alec’s heart throbs and he knows just the right way to move, knows exactly where Magnus will step next, how he plans to attack.

Alec turns on the ball of his foot, drawing a short blade as Magnus takes the front position again. He dips into a ready stance, poised to leap forward and defend the warlock at any second. Magnus’ hands are moving in quick, jerky motions, as if he were beating the air with his fingertips, and lights begins to grow. Magnus crosses his arms over his chest and then throws them outward.

The blast is huge, rolling out and hitting the demon hard. It collapses with a scream. Alec doesn’t need to give an order for the others to see the opportunity. Magnus takes a sliding step back as Alec darts out from under his arm. Four bodies converge on the demon. Endia’s blade strikes first, then Tali and Sara as one. Finally Alec’s blade sinks deep.

The screaming stops abruptly and the demon disappears in a cloud of black smoke.

Alec stands and turns to see Magnus brushing his hands together as if to clear off the dust.

“Well that was… invigorating,” Magnus quips.

Endia smirks and Sara laughs, euphoric with victory. Tali just cleans her blade, eyes  alight.

“You all did well,” Alec says.

He knows the quirk of amusement in his voice is only caught by Magnus. The warlock smiles.

“What do you owe Clorophia?” Magnus asked the morning after the ritual of Irak-Ta.

Sun had started to stream through the thin fabric of the curtains and Alec had been staring into Magnus’ eyes for some time. Just looking, finally recognizing what had kept him from going under during those endless agonies. His hand rested on Magnus’ neck, thumb curling over the line of his jaw. Alec broke eye contact and felt the moment tighten, constricting as Magnus frowned. He didn’t know what to say.

“More secrets, Alexander?” Magnus said, voice light on the outside but much darker within. Alec knew Magnus wouldn’t stand for this.

“It’s not like that,” Alec said, forcing himself to keep eye contact. “It’s just… not the right time? With everyone leaving the Clave, and more coming if Lydia is right, there’s so much to be done. We need to find a place to build our alliance. We have to make sure the Clave doesn’t just call us traitors and try to wipe us out…”

Magnus huffed, brow dipping.

“I hope you understand how that sounds from my point of view. I don’t know why that’s even relevant and after the events of the last few days…”

Magnus didn’t have to continue.

“I know. But it’s not something you have to worry about now,” Alec said, then immediately realized how patronizing it sounded. “I just… I know I don’t have the right, now of all times especially, but - will you trust me?”

“Why?  And why shouldn’t I worry?” Magnus asked—a fair question.

“Because it’ll be your choice,” Alec said, rolling them so he was above Magnus, so he could push the hair from his forehead.

“What do you mean?”

“It’s part of the deal. My debt is conditional. I owe Clorophia a payment, but only with your consent. One word from you, Magnus, and the whole thing is off. So let me tell you when… when I can do it right, okay?”

Magnus’ palms skated up from Alec’s hips, up his spine. Alec hissed as his fingers brushed over the Irak-Ta. The other runes would fade away, but that one… he’d have it forever. Magnus’ face twisted as he realized. He wrapped his arms around Alec’s neck and the Shadowhunter let his body drop, covering Magnus entirely. He slipped his arms between the small of Magnus’ back and the bed and held on tight.

“Okay, Alexander,” Magnus said. “Okay…”

Let me know what you think and I’ll try to hurry and finish! (Sorry for any errors).