A happy birthday to the man who started me off on a journey of self-love and acceptance. Magnus Bane has contributed immensely into making me the woman I am today, and the woman I know I am meant to be. He’s giving me so much, and every day, just when I think I can’t love him enough, I see, or read, or hear something and I am following in love with the majestic being that is Magnus Bane.
Also, a huge thank you to @mel-iorn who started off this drabble with an ask about my favourite sh character dancing around the house as they did their chores. It didn’t really turn out the way you asked, but I had a lot of fun writing this and I hope you enjoy reading it too.
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“Another night in, Magnus?”
Magnus chuckled as he set the potion to stir. “The clients aren’t as patient as they used to be. And the orders keep rising.”
Cat tsked. “Since when did that stop you?”
The chuckled turned into a grin, and with a wiggle of his fingers Lalah Hathaway’s Outrun the Sky poured out loudly from his speakers, her dreams merging with his as he hummed along.
“Impressive Magnus. I didn’t know you listened to Lalah.”
Magnus shrugged. “Comes with Alexander getting me an iPod. There are so many songs in the world now, Catarina.”
“And you have all the time to listen to them all.” Someone said something to her and Cat stepped away, then came back on the line. “A three-way just came in.”
Magnus opened his mouth but she stopped him. “And no, get your mind out of the gutter. You know what I mean.”
Magnus snorted.
“Call you later tonight?” Catarina asked, sounding distant, like she was halfway to having her fingers in her patients and saving their lives.
“I’ll be here. Making potions and listening to music.”
She snorted and hung up and Magnus went back to his potions, pouring them in jars, and brewing new ones as Lalah bled into R.E.M, into Kendrick, into Erykah, into Fleetwood Mac, into Sza, into Jimi and Big Mama Thornton. But then Rihanna kicked in.
Please don’t stop the music
Please don’t stop the music
Please don’t stop the music
Please don’t stop the music
A wave stopped the potion mid-brew and he swayed, left and right as he rolled to a standing, wiggling his fingers to put away his bowls and herbs and the Molcajete he’d been using to mix them all together.
It’s getting late
I’m making my way over to my favourite place
I gotta get my body moving
Shake the stress away
I wasn’t looking for nobody when you looked my way
Possible candidate, yeah
He rolled his neck, raised both hands up to the air and gyrated as he slid them down, past his shoulders down his torso, and snapped his head back.
Who knew?
That you’d be up in here looking like you do
You’re making staying over here, impossible
Baby, I must say your aura is incredible
If you don’t have to go, don’t
A snap changed his clothes, the robes transforming into tight blue skinny jeans, paired with a mesh red top and a black leather jacket. The slippers on his feet becoming black ankle boots with chains that clanged…
Do you know what you started?
I just came here to party
But now we’re rocking on the dance floor, actin’ naughty
Your hands around my waist
Just let the music play
We’re hand in hand, chest to chest and now we’re face to face
As he slid down his living room, popping, locking and ending it with a drop as he slid on both knees , threw open a portal and popped headlong into…
I wanna take you away
Let’s escape the music, DJ let it play
I just can’t refuse it
Like the way you do this
Keep on rockin’ to it
Please don’t stop the, please don’t stop the music
Berghain, Germany, a subtle wave switching the records on the DJ who found himself playing Rihanna’s Don’t stop the music. The crowd cheered and Magnus popped back up to standing, hands extended up and out as he gyrated and rode the wave of the song, winking at the girl who brushed her arm against his as he pulled her into a turn, twirled her…
I wanna take you away
Let’s escape into the music, DJ let it play
I just can’t refuse it
Like the way you do this
Keep on rockin’ to it
Please don’t stop the, please don’t stop the
Please don’t stop the music
And popped into Contact, Japan, picking up the rest of the song as he stretched both hands out and stepped back and forward, fingers snapping and releasing only when a young man entwined his fingers in his. He dipped the boy low, and set him to spinning, right into the hands of his lover, the High Warlock of Japan: Akihiko Sato. Magnus winked…
Baby are you ready cause it’s getting close?
Don’t you feel the passion ready to explode?
What goes on between us no-one has to know
This is a private show, oh
And popped right into an orgasmic grinding session at Ibiza’s DC10. He found himself sandwiched between men and women, hands all over his body as they all whined and grinded to his song, body swaying, losing their mind to the rhythm, until he felt wandering hands moving too close to comfort and…
Do you know what you started?
I just came here to party
But now we’re rocking on the dance floor, actin’ naughty
Your hands around my waist
Just let the music play
We’re hand in hand, chest to chest and now we’re face to face
Was in Seoul’s Faust, with Rihanna’s voice blowing out his air drums and blowing his mind. He screamed into the night, laughed when the rest of the club screamed along with him, hands thrown up into the air as they jumped and laughed. Someone blew him a kiss. He caught it, blew one of his own, flung both arms out and threw himself back…
I wanna take you away
Let’s escape into the music, DJ let it play
I just can’t refuse it
Like the way you do this
Keep on rockin’ to it
Please don’t stop the, please don’t stop the music
Into the richly tapestried world of Rome’s Goa. He slid down the railings, landed on the bottom floor and moonwalked to the DJ podium, twirling as he skidded, stopped like he was about to fall headlong into the DJ’s turntable, laughed and dropped down into a…
I wanna take you away
Let’s escape into the music, DJ let it play
I just can’t refuse it
Like the way you do this
Keep on rockin’ to it
Please don’t stop the, please don’t stop the
Please don’t stop the music
Split in Kaiku, in Helsinki. Someone cheered and the rest of the floor echoed the sound. Someone pulled him up, another person spun him around and he caught a young girl in his arms, the two of them doing an impromptu swing dance, her laughter happy and thrilled, and he released her into someone else’s arms…
Mama say mama Sa Mama Coosa
Mama say mama Sa Mama Coosa
Mama say mama Sa Mama Coosa
Mama say mama Sa Mama Coosa
Please don’t stop the music
And was in Lisbon’s Lux Fragil, face up to the ceiling as he spun himself around, delighting as the lights played across his face; a clash of black and silver and grey. He hopped forward, stepped backward, kicked his hip to the side, hands stretched out as he ground backwards. He did a little booty shake, wiggled his brow at the young warlock who gawked at him…
Mama say mama Sa Mama Coosa
Mama say mama Sa Mama Coosa
Mama say mama Sa Mama Coosa
Mama say mama Sa Mama Coosa
Please don’t stop the music
Please don’t stop the music
Brought both hands together in a clap in Brixton’s Phonox. He shimmied his way through the dance floor, raising both hands to form twin signs of the horns in solidarity of the Brixton crowd. He lowered his hands slightly, and rotated his shoulders as he whined his hips in the opposite direction, raised one hand…
I wanna take you away
Let’s escape into the music, DJ let it play
I just can’t refuse it
Like the way you do this
Keep on rockin’ to it
Please don’t stop the, please don’t stop the music
And was at Chicago’s Smartbar as he brought it down slowly, sliding his fingers down his face, down the length of one arm as he placed both hands on his hips and worked them, swaying one way and then the next. He caught the eye of the DJ and the little nod he gave him. Chicago’s High Warlock had always considered himself a person of eclectic interests. He raised an arm in solidarity…
I wanna take you away
Let’s escape into the music, DJ let it play
I just can’t refuse it
Like the way you do this
Keep on rockin’ to it
Please don’t stop the, please don’t stop the
Please don’t stop the music
And waved both arms in the air as he found himself airborne and being carried through the crowd by Shanghai’s Bar Rouge’s party crowd as they chanted the lyrics. He laughed the whole journey through till they finally dropped him on his feet, causing him to stumble slightly…
Mama say mama Sa Mama Coosa
Mama say mama Sa Mama Coosa
Mama say mama Sa Mama Coosa
Mama say mama Sa Mama Coosa
Please don’t stop the music
And find his feet on the thrumming floors of Glasgow’s Sub Club. He felt the music in his veins, found himself unable to do anything but throw his head back, close his eyes and lose himself in the music, the heavy beats reverberating beneath his feet, and he forgot how to breathe…
Mama say mama Sa Mama Coosa
Mama say mama Sa Mama Coosa
Mama say mama Sa Mama Coosa
Mama say mama Sa Mama Coosa
Please don’t stop the music
Only to catch his breath in Georgia’s Bassiani as he was hit with a cloud of smoke. He breathed out, felt the rest of his worries get carried away on the wind, and laughed, inebriated by the joy, the life, the vibrancy of the place and the cannabis tinged air that filled the room.
Mama say mama Sa Mama Coosa
Mama say mama Sa Mama Coosa
Mama say mama Sa Mama Coosa
Mama say mama Sa Mama Coosa
Please don’t stop the music
He portalled back into the loft, smiling at the sight of Alec’s jacket on the coat rack as he walked into their bedroom. Alec was snuggled beneath the covers, chest rising and lowering in sleep, dead to the rest of the world.
A snap of his fingers, and he was in his black briefs, with his face devoid of makeup.
He slid beneath the covers, snuggling against Alec who stirred at the contact.
“Had a good night?” Alec asked, voice tinged with sleep.
Magnus nodded. “Yes.”
“Good.” Alec yawned. “Happy Birthday Magnus.”
A flick of his finger illuminated the clock on the night stand which sure enough now read twelve-oh-two. He smiled, and brushed his reply against Alec’s shoulder. “Thank you Alexander,”
Can’t believe we met Harry again for the second time within 24 hours???? @malecisright
Jo called me when he walked past her and I literally sprinted like 2 streets down to her and he was across the road. When we finally ran over, he was walking towards us (actually towards the rubbish bin to throw his empty food wrapper away) and he saw me like just gawking at him and tried to walk on since we weren’t reaching out to him at all. Then i started waving at him to grab his attention and he waved back and walked over to us omg. Long story short, he said he was running for the bus or something and he could take a selfie with us if we’d like and after that he told me “thanks for running here” 😂😭😭 I was too stunned to act cool and he probably thought I was hella weird omg
Also he was finishing up some food that he was eating while walking and Jo noted that it may have been something from Old Chang Kee and I noticed he had ketchup on his pants (right leg, mid thigh) !!! I didn’t say anything about it though because I was afraid he’d take it the wrong way 😂 Like how precious can he get !!!
PS: he looked so good!!! He was so tall and statuesque in this outfit and I regret that I didn’t take full-body photos of him because he looked So Good it would be doing the world a disservice.
EDIT: HARRY SHUM JR IS A FREAKING CRAZY PERSON WHO RUNS ACROSS ROADS (he did it twice in our short encounter)
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MARTA I KNOW. THIS EPISODE IS ALL OUR FICS CONDENSED INTO 20 MINUTES OF FLASHBACKS. Sobbing so hard rn
OMG JOCELYN I FREAKING KNOW BUT ESPECIALLY THE CAT EYES SCENE LIKE THIS WAS GENUINLY EVERYTHING THAT WE WERE INCLUDING IN THE FICS AND IT WAS BEAUTIFUL IT WAS PERFECT
Voices echoed through the wide halls of the Institute. A chaotic familiarity that settled over Alec like a blanket as he watched his family bicker across the room. Earlier, Jace and Izzy had bet on the amount of demons they could kill, and it was not surprising that they found something else the moment Alec had announced his higher score. A fond smile came to his lips as he signed the last of the papers that were left on his desk. And when he looked up again, his eyes were immediately drawn to the right.
Magnus was now standing next to Jace, telling a story in grand gestures. The light caught on his rings, his hair, illuminated him in a way that left Alec breathless. Dragging his eyes from Magnus’ hands, they trailed down his body, watched the way his shoulders swayed to the flow of his voice, the way his shirt stretched tightly over his arms, how his waistcoat accentuated his broad shoulders. Alec felt warmth creep up his chest as his eyes followed the dip of Magnus’ waist, the strong thighs that he sat on just hours ago. A prickling at the back of his neck, and Alec looked back up, hazel meeting brown.
Magnus’ eyes were intense, molten and dripping, but there was a small smile playing at his lips, all the softness in the world channeled into one place. Alec knew that smile. Knew the feelings it brought, the safety, the love.
He had settled into it without even noticing, the way Magnus made him feel. It had always seemed far away, unreachable, and the moment he had tried to run towards it, his bones had stuck to the floor until stagnancy turned into going backwards.
Hopelessly, he had watched himself move farther and farther away, his own self buried under responsibilities and obligations. A part of him had wished for someone to save him, but Magnus had never done that. He had simply reached out, taken Alec’s hand, and told him to save himself. And so Alec did.
And now, as he and Magnus gazed at each other, deep longing hit him like a wave.
Without preamble, he pushed his body away from the table he was leaning on, and moved forwards. Forwards, into the future, and into Magnus’ arms.
They wrapped around his waist, fingers digging into his spine, just as Alec raised his hands to Magnus’ face. His thumbs dragged against his goatee, the feeling a ripple through his body. He felt like drowning. Like taking a deep breath and letting the water fill his lungs. Resting his forehead against Magnus’, he sunk into the warmth the man brought into his life.
“Is everything alright?” Magnus’ voice was no more than a whisper, gently filling the space they occupied. For a moment, Alec didn’t know what to say. It was impossible to put his thoughts into words, and to mold the never-ending ocean of feelings into something tangible, no matter how palpable it seemed. Consequently, Alec had to resort to the thing he knew best: The truth.
“I’m so happy,” he said, smile blooming on his face. Magnus’ hands pressed harder against his back, lips lingered at his cheek. “Being with you.. I’ve never been happier, Magnus. I’m so glad I get to have this. I’m so glad I-”
Alec broke off, struck by how right these words felt. How long he had longed to say them, and how much he wanted to right now. Magnus’ smile had stretched to his cheeks, eyes impossibly soft, all of his love shining through. For a moment, the light caught on his face, a kaleidoscope of colour dancing without restraint, and Alec felt free.
“I’m so glad I’m gay.”
Laughter was spilling out of his throat, even as he pressed his lips to Magnus’. And when they pulled apart, Magnus was shaking his head softly.
“Alexander,” he began, “All that I have experienced, the time it took to put a name to my bisexuality, it was worth it because it led me to you. And I couldn’t be happier.”
Then, they found themselves in each other’s arms. Faces buried in necks, hands caressing backs. They felt like bursting. Overflowing with all that they felt.
Draped in light, they were together, and so damn happy.
This is the My Shadowhunters Blog tag! Answer all the questions, then tag 5 of your followers. Thanks for tagging me @malecisright!
- What is the title of your blog? Don’t push me away.
- What is your age? too old to even be on this site lol
- What is your gender? female
- How many followers does your blog have? 4172 <33 (and I am thankful for every single one, just saying!)
- What Shadowhunters character(s), ship(s), or actor(s) does your blog focus on? Wow, I don’t know. I guess it is really hard to tell with my url. Well, yeah, okay, I am 100% Malec trash. <3
- What post(s) got your blog noticed? I think it’s because of my gif sets foremost. Well, I hope that is the reason at least. Then again, I actually gain a lot of notes and even followers whenever I talk and be a bitter and salty person doing that. lol
- Have you read any of the books in the Shadowhunters universe? Yup, I have. And I even own all of them. I knoooooow...
- If so, which one(s)? I have read book 1-3 of TMI years ago (and barely remember a thing tbh) and skimmed through book 5+6. And I’ve read TID (except the last 200 pages of the last book lmao). I also read the Malec related short stories from “The Bane Chronicles” and “Tales from the Shadowhunter Academy”.
- Which book/series was your favourite? Hard to answer. TMI has Malec which I love to pieces even though CC wrote so much BS when it comes to them and I wanna burn book 5 because of all the nonsense and problematic shit. SIiiigh. TID was surprisingly better written and has a better story in my eyes. And I also love Will Herondale. <3 Tessa was awesome. And Jem.... awwww. So yeah, I guess I will go with TID.
- Who are your favourite characters from Shadowhunters? Alec Lightwood and Magnus Bane, hands down. I also adored Isabelle until they gave her that fucking yin fen plot. Please give me back my kickass!Izzy. And Maia is simply awesome in general.
- Who are your LEAST favourite characters? Sebastian 😤; and I think it is no secret that Clary is annoying me a lot
- What is your favorite thing about the cast? That they are like this big family who just enjoy each other’s company a lot. They are a bunch of dorks who just seem to have such a blast doing their jobs. They are all amazing people who constantly make me smile.
- Who are your BROtps in the cast? Shumdario but also the parabatri because when will we get that damn cooking show?! I need. And Sherdario is just plain hilarious. Dorks, all of them.
- What are your top 3 favourite episodes so far from both seasons? From both season? That is hard. Hmmmm... Well, 1x12 will probably always be my absolute fave ep. <3 2x10, for reasons. lol And ... I think I will go with 2x03 because I love the parabatai bond so much and I would love to see them explore this more and see them fighting and simply being there for each other in 2b. (Honorable mention to 2x01 because....that balcony scene is one of the best scenes ever, hands down!)
- What is your favourite fan event that the cast has attended so far? I dunno. I am happy whenever the cast appears somewhere because that means new stuff like pictures and infos and such. But maybe NYCC? I really enjoyed both appearences so far.
- Do you write Shadowhunters fanfictions? I actually do. But I am terrible at updating or getting fics finished. *facepalm*
- If so, what is your name on ao3, ff.net, etc? I am “sweetautumnleaves” over at ao3. :)
Shadowhunters Appreciation Post 1/? ► Magnus Bane's Wardrobe
"That you freed a possible criminal by trading away your brother to a warlock who looks like a gay Sonic the Hedgehog and dresses like the Child Catcher from Chitty Chitty Bang Bang?" Simon inquired.
