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[izzymalec]

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mabecca

[half-bakedboy]

Werewolves and Mistletoe Don’t Mix (read on ao3)

Pairing: Rebecca Lewis/Maia Roberts Rated: Gen Summary: But Maia was back in New York and Becky had planned everything out perfectly. She had the mistletoe hanging down from the ceiling of her entryway and when Maia stepped in, it would be the first thing she saw. With Christmas only a few days away - even though Becky didn’t celebrate, she had known it was one of Maia’s favorite holidays - it seemed like the most festive way to make sure Maia knew of her feelings. That, and it meant she could kiss Maia immediately and without delay.

For @malecdiscordserver Prompt Advent Event

Since Halloween, when Becky’s attraction to Maia had been made very obvious, the two had been skirting around any talk of a relationship. Becky had thought it was in fear of hurting Simon - even after they both witnessed the very public display of affection between him and Jace at the Hunter’s Moon - but it was made clear throughout the last month that there were sparks neither of them wanted to admit out loud.

Of course, Becky had never been one to hide her attraction to Maia. She spent every hour she could facetiming with Maia, complete with ridiculous faces and fake fangs, only to have the werewolf flash her brilliant green eyes back at her, and when they weren’t on the phone, she was sending random texts about her no doubt mundane life when Maia was off on her secret adventure only the Lewis siblings had known anything about.

But Maia was back in New York and Becky had planned everything out perfectly. She had the mistletoe hanging down from the ceiling of her entryway and when Maia stepped in, it would be the first thing she saw. With Christmas only a few days away - even though Becky didn’t celebrate, she had known it was one of Maia’s favorite holidays - it seemed like the most festive way to make sure Maia knew of her feelings. That, and it meant she could kiss Maia immediately and without delay.

The knock on her door snapped Becky out of her musings and she straightened the green and white blouse she had chosen especially for the occasion - Simon told her green was Maia’s favorite color which was one thing that came in handy when trying to woo your brother’s ex-girlfriend - before making her way to the door. She took a deep, calming breath that she hoped Maia hadn’t heard through the thin wood and pulled it open, her grin widening the second she saw Maia waiting for her.

“Maia,” she breathed as she took in the beauty of the werewolf for the first time in entirely too long.

Maia stepped inside, her arms out as if ready to pull Becky into a warm hug, but when she breathed in, her eyes flashed green and she choked on the air she inhaled. Maia’s shoulders rolled, her head rearing back in a howl and when she righted herself, her fangs had replaced her dull human teeth and her eyes were glowing menacingly.

“What--? Before Becky could finish her question, Maia surged past her, careful to avoid the mistletoe hanging from the ceiling - Becky tried not to take offense considering the circumstances - before stopping in front of the coffee table. Her eyes widened in panic when she saw the extra stash of mistletoe stacked neatly on the surface.

“Get it out of here!” Maia growled and Becky thought she should have been scared, but the panic was obvious in Maia’s voice so she acted quickly. She grabbed the mistletoe from the hallway before running for the box of extras. Once she had all of it, she glanced around the apartment and did the first thing she could think of. She opened the nearest window and tossed the very expensive amount of plant over the edge, ignoring the annoyed calls of passers below.

When Becky glanced back at Maia, the werewolf was leaning against the couch, huffing out what sounded like painful breaths with her eyes squeezed closed in distress. Becky shuffled over and placed a cautious hand on Maia’s arm, noticing the fiery heat radiating from her immediately. Maia opened her eyes and Becky thought she was lucky to get another brief peek at the neon green glow again.

“What the hell was that?” Becky asked, hoping the words didn’t sound as unkind to Maia’s ears as they did hers. Maia chuckled softly and ran her tongue along her teeth as if checking to be sure her fangs had made themselves scarce.

“You’re not as interested in the downworld as you should be for a vampire’s sister, huh?” Maia noted with a raise of her eyebrows. She sat down on the arm of the sofa and crossed her arms over her chest, that teasing glint Becky had been immediately enamored by glistening in her eyes.

"Is there something werewolf-y that I should know about that might stop whatever,” Becky gestured wildly at Maia, “ that was from happening again?”

Maia nodded and said, “Mistletoe. It’s toxic to werewolves and forces them to shift when too much is inhaled or ingested.” Becky smacked a hand over her mouth and groaned, tossing her head back in sheer embarrassment.

“I didn’t know!” Becky said immediately just in case Maia thought she had done it on purpose. “I knew I should’ve gone over this with Simon, but no, I didn’t want another one of Simon’s stupid Hanukkah pick up lines and I just really wanted to kiss y--”

Before she could finish, Maia’s hands were around her waist, tugging her closer until their lips had no choice but to touch. Becky squeaked into the kiss, reveling in the way Maia’s warm giggle ghosted over her mouth before what was finally happening caught up with her. She wrapped her arms around Maia’s neck and kissed her back as deeply as she could, pushing all of the desperation that had built up inside of her over the last month into the most perfect first kiss she could have imagined.

When Maia pulled away, Becky sighed in contentment and let her eyelashes flutter open. She was rewarded with Maia’s bright smile and she thought her heart might have stopped beating. Maia brushed a stray strand of hair out of Becky’s face, tucking it behind her ear as the two stared at each other. After a few moments of gawking, Becky let out an embarrassing giggle and rested her hands on Maia’s shoulders, stroking her thumbs across the collarbones peeking from her shirt.

“Just so you know, I would have left if any pick up lines were thrown around,” Maia noted with a scrunch of her nose.

Becky ran her finger along the bridge of Maia’s nose before booping it gently and drawled, “I love you a latke.”

Maia tackled her onto the couch.

[enkelimagnus]

Burning Hot

With a request from @kathmcnamara​ and based on an amazing conversation I had with her, here’s a one shot.

This World Inverted AU: Jonathan x Sebastian  (side Clace, Sizzy, Malec, Maia x Rebecca)

A small look into the TWI Universe after the show's visit.

Jonathan has coffee with his boyfriend, his sister and her boyfriend. Cuteness and fluff galore.

Rated T, 900+ words, Fluff, Slice of Life

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Jonathan’s fingers wrapped around the too-hot paper coffee cup, and he swore under his breath. At this point, he didn’t think he would ever learn that touching the cup right after boiling hot coffee had been poured into it wasn’t a good idea. His love for warmth and comfort was too great to resist the urge.

“Did you burn yourself again?”

Sebastian’s voice whispered into his ear as strong arms wrapped around his waist, pulling him back against his boyfriend. Jonathan huffed.

“I think one day I’ll just be covered in burns,” he chuckled.

“Please don’t,” Sebastian whispered. “I would still love you, but the medical part would be a bitch to deal with.” He pressed a kiss to Jonathan’s temple and let go of him. Way too soon, if you asked Jonathan.

Unfortunately, no-one was asking.

It was fall in New York. The warmth of the last rays of summer sun had conceded to October chills and Jonathan had finally been able to switch out t-shirts for his favored oversized sweaters and hoodies.

It was one of the last times where the gang would be able to gather around a table in front of the JJ mobile, not inside of the cozy café. He guessed that was a little sad.

Fall was always a bittersweet season, the season where everyone moved back into their dorms and apartments for the new semester. Fortunately, they all lived within the city. Unfortunately, they weren’t all in high school anymore.

That last part definitely had its advantages. Jonathan didn’t know Sebastian when he was in high school, they’d met last year when he’d finally gotten to a LGBTQ+ support group.

Jonathan brought the coffee cup to his lips without thinking. It was still burning, he realized as he burned his tongue.

“Fuck,” he grumbled and put down the cup.

“What a terrible example you are to me, big brother,” Clary teased as she came up to the table, sitting onto one of the high stools and letting her legs dangle from it. She was a fair bit shorter than him.

Jonathan huffed, rolling his eyes. “I’m pretty sure mom and dad gave up on me being a good example about three days after you were born.”

Clary shrugged. “Well I like you enough like this, all swears and boyfriends and all.”

Jonathan chuckled. “Sure, sure. Will you still like me enough when you know I got a much higher grade than you in that one life drawing class? And don’t give me shit about me liking to see naked men more than you, we’re both in the same boat on that one, little sister.”

Clary raised her middle finger at him, causing Jonathan to smile into his latte.

“Should I be jealous that you enjoy seeing naked men in school?” Sebastian said quietly again into his ear.

Sebastian was quieter than most of the members of the gang. He mostly spoke directly into Jonathan’s ear, too quiet for the others to hear. When he spoke louder, it was always in that calm and serene tone of his, the one that made every sort of anxiety melt from Jonathan’s bones.

“Never, babe,” Jonathan whispered back. “You’re the only one I really love seeing naked.”

Sebastian shook his head fondly, leaning in to press a kiss to Jonathan’s lips.

“Ew, guys,” Jace’s voice resounded loudly as he left the truck and settled next to them. “Get a room.”

Jonathan huffed at him. “Just because you have the emotional capacity of a brick, doesn’t mean that none of us can show a little romantic flare, Jace,” he shot back. They knew they were both joking, Jace’s slightly complex relationship to his own emotions and Jonathan’s propensity to be a little bit too into PDA were regular topics of discussions within their group.

It was only the four of them for now, Jace, Clary, Jonathan, and Sebastian. Team Evil, as the rest of the group had nicknamed them for their incredible capacity at getting into trouble.

Izzy was still at work developing software for Clary and Jonathan’s father. Simon was at his music class with the kids of the Hebrew Saturday school he’d once attended as a kid and was now helping out at. Alec was at work as well, and Magnus…Magnus was somewhere. They never really knew where and how, but accepted that Alec’s boyfriend was just a little weird.

Weird wasn’t something that was missing in the group anyway.

They were supposed to also be joined by Rebecca, Simon’s sister and a high school friend of Alec’s. She was also Clary and Jonathan’s history of art TA. Jonathan sometimes wondered if it was weird that they knew one of the people that influenced their grades so intimately but… Rebecca would be coming with her girlfriend Maia.

Really, this quiet moment with the four of them before the rest of the group arrived and they went to get dinner together, was the last moment of quiet they would all get for the rest of the night.

Quiet was a relative term. Clary and Jace tended to speak quite loudly.

Jonathan took another sip of his hazelnut latte, and this time it didn’t burn him. It just spread warmly in his chest, warming him from the inside out. He loved that feeling.

“Can I have a taste?” Sebastian asked and Jonathan nodded, handing the cup over to him.

Sebastian hummed a happy song under his breath as he drank a little from Jonathan’s drink and Jonathan couldn’t help the beam of happiness that took over his face.

“Thanks, Jon,” Sebastian hummed again, smiling back at him.

“Of course.”

[enkelimagnus]

A Very Late Femslash February Shadowhunters Prompt List

I know we’re on February 1st for most people, so this is very late notice, but I remember a couple years ago when Femslash February was a thing in this fandom? So I just put this little prompt list together!

Not all prompts have to be filled, just do the ones you want, the ones that inspire you, etc!

Link to the AO3 Collection

And now, the Prompts

Feb 2nd: A WLW ship featuring Clary

Feb 3rd: Fake Dating

Feb 4th: Mirror

Feb 5th: “Whose name is it?”

Feb 6th: Confusion

Feb 7th: Complete AU

Feb 8th: Tower

Feb 9th: A WLW ship featuring Izzy

Feb 10th: Idris

Feb 11th: Garden

Feb 12th: “Careful, you’ll wake them up.”

Feb 13th: Historical AU

Feb 14th: Spaceship

Feb 15th: Canon Universe

Feb 16th: A WLW ship featuring Maia

Feb 17th: Future fic

Feb 18th: Kitchen

Feb 19th: A WLW ship featuring a mundane

Feb 20th: Movies

Feb 21st: “Magic is real.”

Feb 22nd: New York

Feb 23rd: A WLW ship featuring a Downworlder

Feb 24th: Lawless

Feb 25th: “Rules are meant to be broken”

Feb 26th: A WLW ship featuring a Shadowhunter

Feb 27th: Cold

Feb 28th: Saturday

Feb 29th: Free Space

[half-bakedboy]

Trick and Treat Written for Femslash February - Prompt: A WLW ship ft. a Downworlder

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The minute Maia’s eyes flashed green, Becky felt her heart beat skip and her breath catch in her throat. She didn’t mean to yell out and was immediately embarrassed when Simon shoved her shoulder. In her defense, the happenings at Hunter’s Moon were a lot to take in. Between the horns, the pig noses, the scales and the pointed ears, glowing eyes and fangs she was still getting used to, there was entirely too much to take in. She glanced back and forth between her vampire brother and his werewolf ex girlfriend and blinked slowly. Maia’s eyes were still glowing, a soft smirk on her face that had Becky looking back toward Simon quicker than she thought possible. 

“There’s Sajid! I’m going to go say hi and try to beat his cheating ass at a game of darts. Maia, can you look after Becky and make sure she doesn’t say anything to get her killed?” Becky gaped at him, holding a hand over her heart in mock offense. She knew this whole shadow world thing was new to her, but she wasn’t about to risk her own life. Simon patted her head and flashed his fangs at her before walking over to who Becky could only assume was a warlock based on the scales plattered over his face.

“What can I get ya?” Maia said as she leaned over the bar and slid a menu across it. Becky read through it, her face contorting in disgust at a majority of the options. She heard Maia chuckle and peered up at her, a concerned look on her face. 

“This is what downpeople drink?” Becky asked as she tossed the menu in Maia’s direction and stared at the normal looking selection of liquor on the back wall. “If I order a gin and tonic, will I actually get gin? Or would it be some magical fairy cocktail that has me spurting out my innermost thoughts?” Becky asked suspiciously. She raised her eyebrows as Maia turned around and poured the liquid of the gin bottle into a glass and grabbed one of the soda guns from the bartop. Becky tried to ignore Maia’s now chocolate eyes boring into her own as she topped off the glass. 

“Why do I have a feeling that you don’t need a ‘magical fairy cocktail’ to do just that?” She pushed the glass toward Becky with a wink and stepped away to pour what looked like blood in a glass. She took a quick sniff of her drink and tilted her head in acceptance before taking a large sip from her straw. Her eyes wandered around the room, resting on a woman dressed in more leather than that should be legal with dark tattoos on her skin. Becky finished her drink, a little too quickly she would realize later, and said out loud, “shadowslayer!” She heard a burst of laughter from behind her and jumped. 

“Shadowhunter,” Maia corrected as she pushed another drink toward Becky. Becky smiled widely and bit down on the straw before taking a long sip. 

“Same thing. She’s cute, though. Do you know her?” Becky asked as she glanced eagerly at Maia. Maia raised an eyebrow at Becky and Becky shrugged in response. 

“Straight. Pretty boring. Not your type,” Maia said conversationally as she wiped down a few glasses in front of her. Becky narrowed her eyes at Maia.

“How do you know she’s not my type?” Becky challenged as she played with the straw with her tongue, a habit she picked up while attempting to flirt with cute bartenders in Florida. 

“Your reaction to my eyes was enough to tell me you like a little adventure in your life,” Maia reasoned as she glanced up at Becky. Becky let the straw fall from her mouth and a blush bloomed across her face. Maia laughed and let her eyes flash again and Becky wanted to ignore the bullet of attraction that shot through her spine. “What? Werewolf got your tongue?” She lost her chance to retort when Simon walked up and wrapped his arm around Becky’s shoulder. 

“Is Maia treating you right?” Simon asked cheerfully, shooting a wink at Maia. She smirked back at him and Becky gulped down the rest of her drink, carefully avoiding the straw in favor of getting the rest of the alcohol into her system. Simon watched her with curious eyes and patted her shoulder gently when she coughed. “Maia, what did you do to my sister?” Maia shrugged and flung a rag over her shoulder. 

“You know you shouldn’t leave me alone with cute mundanes, Simon. They’re just so fun to play with,” Maia said by way of an answer. Simon rolled his eyes and glanced back at Becky who swallowed audibly and widened her eyes at her brother. 

“She’s right you know. You’ve opened up a whole new world of roleplay for me to work with,” Becky teased with an overly enthusiastic wink at her brother. Simon shuddered, a look of disgust on his face. 

“G--, shit,” Simon choked out. Becky gasped and put her hand on Simon’s shoulder. 

“You can’t say god anymore?” Becky asked with shock laced in her tone. Simon shook his head and glared at her. 

“Even when I’m filled with revulsion. It’s a sin, I tell you,” Simon said exaggeratedly. Becky looked back and forth between Simon and Maia, an unspoken question in her mind that Maia seemed to read.

“Werewolves can say god,” Maia commented as she leaned against the counter again. “Just in case you were wondering what I can scream in bed later,” she added. Becky choked on the air she inhaled while Simon covered his ears and turned away from them in a huff. Maia laughed to herself as Becky eyed her. 

“I want to say thank you for grossing out my baby brother, but I’m distracted by thoughts of you in my bed now,” Becky blurted before she could think about her words. Maia just winked at her and walked to another customer. Her eyes darted back and forth between her brother and Maia, but something about Maia’s glowing eyes had her staying put for the rest of the night. 

For @magnuslightwoodalecbane for constantly reminding me what a lesbian Becky is 😏

[izzymalec]

tbh endgame couples should have been malec, clizzy, and jimon. giving the gays what we want!

gotta be honest i’m not rlly a fan of jimon personally but the rest for sure!!also: mabecca

[izzymalec]

OFFICIAL (late) MAIA X REBECCA SHIPNAME VOTE

u can vote once but choose multiple options or add ur own idea!! have fun!! (link in pink)

[izzymalec]

can’t wait for season 4 where rebecca & izzy will found the “dating my brother’s ex girlfriend”-club