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I'm not going anywhere.
happy birthday @hufflebee! 💕🐝
With the sun setting over New York, Magnus and Alec stumble through the main door, letting it click shut behind them. With his arm around Magnus’ back, Alec leads him over to the couch, supporting a big part of the warlock’s tired weight. The loft is alight with golden rays of the sun, everything so seemingly peaceful compared to what they had gone through just a couple of hours earlier.
It’s almost like the stressful day had never happened, but the lines of exhaustion, both physical and mental, are obvious in the furrow of Magnus’ brow, in the way he slumps into the soft seat with a bone-deep sigh. With his elbows set on his knees, Magnus rubs at his face with his fingers, not even paying much attention to his eye makeup, with how distracted he is.
When they returned from the core maintenance room, a little bit ruffled and still coming off the high of adrenaline, the OPS centre had been a mess - Jace held Raj pinned down against the table and a couple of other lower-rank Shadowhunters were stood by the far wall, guarded by Izzy and Clary. Alec should’ve expected the opposition to his idea if he had to be honest, given what has been said about him in the recent weeks by some of the staff - at least everything worked out despite Raj’s interference, they’re all alive, the plan worked, and the Institute is still standing where it should be.
At first, Magnus just seemed tired, out of breath and jittery with all the magic that had been running through his fingers just moments before, but as they made their way back home, the excitement wore off, swapped for heavy limbs and a sleepy smile.
Magnus leans against the couch, letting his head fall back against the cushions, looking up at Alec who’s standing in parade rest, hands clasped behind his back.
“I don’t think I’ve taken a cab since the New York Knicks won their first NBA championship back in the seventies,” Magnus muses, his lips quirked up and eyes twinkling with what has to be a mix between nostalgia and mirth.
your heart is glowing and i'm crashing into you | isabelle lightwood / maia roberts rating: mature (for implied sexual content) additional tags: canon divergence, beach house, honeymoon, morning kisses for sapphic september ; sept 22nd - favorite shadowhunter/downworlder pairing
It's barely past seven in the morning and already the air is hot and humid, leaving a bone deep warmth behind that is not yet unpleasant. Isabelle's toes dig into the wet sand underneath before another wave rolls over them. Ocean water spills over her legs and up to her thighs, the seam of her silk button down pajama clinging to her stomach. It's a welcome contrast to the heat even though the water can't be considered cold by any means but the drops it leaves behind on her skin enhance the soft breeze blowing over the beach. She can still see Maia's bright smile when she had jumped into crashing waves yesterday, amazed at the blue of the ocean, the welcome cool it left on her skin which the sun would lick up later when she had laid down in the sand next to Isabelle.
It's perfect, a small, quiet piece of paradise, just what they wanted. (Well, Maia's criteria had been “warm and by the sea” and Izzy had wanted something with less restlessness and stress, no loud voices. Some place where no one could easily find them with a portal. That had left quite a few choices but Magnus had smiled knowingly and who is Isabelle to not trust her brother-in-law's recommendation.)
“i will never leave him. it will be this, always, for as long as he will let me"
some domestic science girlfriends for my love @hufflebee on her birthday ✨
“What’s this?”
Magnus turned his torso round to look at Alec who was sat on top of his desk, a photo frame in his hands. Magnus’ eyes flickered down, seeing over the top of the frame to get a glimpse at the picture. A soft smile filtered to his lips when he realised what it was.
The frame held a picture of them both.
It was a selfie they had taken one morning when they didn’t have any obligations except to themselves. In the picture Alec was facing the camera, but his eyes were squeezed shut and his mouth was open in a laugh. Magnus was behind him, his chin hooked over Alec’s shoulder and he was pressing a kiss to his cheek, causing the smile on Alec’s face. Magnus’ own face was scrunched up in happiness, his smile evident in the crinkles by his eyes.
Magnus loved that photo. They both looked unapologetically happy and in love. And whenever he looked at that photo, he always remembered that morning when Alec had opened the camera on his phone. He can still hear the laugh that had erupted from Alec as he spontaneously kissed him. He can still remember how Alec had dropped the phone to the mattress and turned to kiss him properly, their selfie long forgotten.
He loved that photo, because he loved the man in it, and he loved the man that he himself had become. He loved how happy a simple photo could make him. So really, it was no question when he set it as his phone wallpaper and printed it off. He looked up at Alec who was no longer looking at the frame, but instead was looking straight at him, the same look of love in his eyes.
“Mm, just a little something to remind me of your beautiful face.”
happy birthday, magnus bane!! here’s a fic dedicated to one of my favorite characters xoxo
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“Alec,” Izzy says, peeking her head in the door. “It’s Magnus.”
Alec doesn’t need to know more, and runs after her, down the hall until they reach Magnus’ changing room.
“Babe?” Alec says softly, knocking on the door. “Is everything alright?”
Alec waits patiently, nodding at Izzy to let her know that he’ll take it from here. She pats his shoulder and walks down the hall. Alec takes a moment to admire how pretty the pastel pink dress looks on his sister, and is proud of him and Magnus for having such quality taste.
After a moment, the door opens a smidge, Magnus’ head poking out.
“Everything’s fine, Alexander, you can go back to your room now,” Magnus says quickly, trying to close the door, but Alec stops it with his foot.
Magnus’ tone instantly lets Alec know that nothing is seriously wrong. It’s something minor, but still important enough for Izzy to call for Alec. Alec just wants to make sure Magnus is okay.
“If everything’s so okay, then why are your eyes red?” Alec asks.
“Uh - allergies?” Magnus says airily, earning a laugh from Alec as Magnus opens the door fully.