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Square Filled: Star Gazing
Ship: Magnus Bane/Alec Lightwood
Rating: G
Summary: Magnus thought he knew everything there was to know about Alec Lightwood.
Created for @shadowhunterbingo
Chapter 2
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“Come on Magnus, when can I open my eyes? I feel like an idiot,” Alec huffed as he shuffled forward a bit more, Magnus’ hand twined in his own.
“In a minute Alexander, you can’t rush perfection.” Magnus scolded playfully before laughing at the puff of air that Alec gave in reply.
“Okay, open them.” Magnus blurted out and Alec inhaled sharply when he finally opened his eyes.
“Magnus, this is… What?” Alec breathed out as he took in the grassy hill that loomed ahead of them, standing out against the darkness of the sky that was illuminated by the full moon and stars that were dotted around the globe. Spread out on the grass was a picnic blanket, food and of course Max who was playing with a teddy bear cooing happily.
“A picnic under the stars for my star of course,” Magnus said cheerfully as he tugged his husband up the small hill and then down onto the blanket. Max gave them both a gummy smile and dropped his bear to pull himself up onto Alec’s lap.
“Hi Maxie, did you help your papa set all of this up?” Alec asked as he wrapped his blue-skinned son up in his arms, bouncing him slightly and a soft silver glow began to emit from him when Max giggled and shrieked happily.
“This is wonderful Magnus, but what brought this on?” Alec leaned over to peck his husband’s lips before laughing when Magnus pulled Alec into his side and carded his fingers through Alec’s dark hair.
“It was the way you were staring up at the stars that night, you looked… Homesick, I just wanted to help you feel closer to them is all.” Magnus said quietly as he lifted his free hand up to Max’s face and smiled when their son grabbed at his digits and began to gnaw on them gently.
“I do miss being up there, but that isn’t my home… Not anymore, I’m with my home.” Alec ducked his head down to bury his face in Max’s baby soft hair to hide his blush as his silver glow increased to a brighter shine.
“Oh Alexander,” Magnus felt his heart swell up with happiness and tugged at Alec’s hair just enough to make Alec look up so he could capture his husband’s lips in a solid kiss. Max squealed and clapped his hands when his parent’s parted and Alec’s glow was almost blinding.
“Your papa is making it his life’s mission to see how bright I can shine Maxie, can you believe that?” Alec crooned at his son, biting his lip at up Magnus who just looked smug.
“A worthy cause I think,” Magnus teased as Alec settled against him with Max cuddled up against his chest. Alec’s head was tipped up and his hazel eyes were locked on the shining stars overhead.
“Do you ever think about going back? Can you go back?” Magnus asked quietly, not sure if he wanted an answer.
“At the start, all I wanted to do was go home, but now… It never crosses my mind. There is one way I can go back and it’s with a candle, a candle that hasn’t existed in a very, very long time. A Babylon candle. Maybe one day I will set out to find one, when everyone I know is gone, maybe one day I will return to the sky.” Alec whispered and Magnus’ mind jerked to a halt.
“When everyone is gone?” Magnus’ mouth was dry.
“Stars are forever Magnus, the only way for them to die is if their heart is taken from them, literally.” Alec sounded pained and sad like he had seen this happen one too many times.
“So immortality?” Magnus’s heart was beating hard in his chest and he decided not to press about the literal heart taking comment, not wanting to think about that too much.
“You and Maxie are stuck with me Magnus,” Alec said softly and turned his gaze over to Magnus, his hazel eyes shining silver.
“Forever Darling,” Magnus murmured his reassurances and dipped his head down to kiss his husband and bask in the fact that he would be with his husband and child for the rest of their lives. He and Max would be able to gaze at their own star for the rest of their days and Magnus never thought he would be grateful to Valentine but he was it meant he got to meet and fall in love with his own star.
The second Rafael and Max were through the front door of the loft Max ducked, practically running, into their shared room the slam of the door reverberating across the whole apartment. Rafe let out a deep sigh, he knew his little brother would have locked the door by now so he dropped his bag by the door and shuffled towards the kitchen. Defeat was not a feeling Rafe enjoyed, neither was helplessness. Especially when it concerned his little brother.
He was born lucky, he knew it-he'd been raised to know and appreciate that fact. As a shadowhunter birthright is often the first thing you're taught at the institute. But his parents had also taught him the privilege it bought him in their world, the struggles he would never have to face all because he got lucky in the lottery of existence. Many in their world would tell him his brother was born unlucky, pulled the short straw. The same was often said about his Papa. Rafe never really understood it all, all he saw of them was the fact Max healed every injured creature he came across since the age of three, and the fact his Papa conjured waffles when he was sad, Max made runes dance on the ceiling in shimmering purple when studying was melting his brain, his Papa helped save the world. He didn't understand the people who hated them. He doubted he ever would. He also would never understand the people making his little brother want to lock himself away in their room. Rafe knew he needed to think of something. To him, Max had always been equal sometimes he even considered the fact Max was superior to him in plenty of ways. He and his family saw Max like that, but he wanted everyone to.
That's when the idea hit him. Rounding the corner into the kitchen, he heard the soft hum of classical music-his Dads favourite- and saw his fathers gently swaying along together as they prepared dinner. Perfectly in-sync with each other. He almost didn't want to interrupt. Almost.
'Uh. Dad, Papa, can I ask you about something?'
They both jumped a little at the presence of their son bursting the little bubble they'd created but composed themselves quickly.
Magnus spoke first.
'Of course sweet pee, always. What's up?' Both Magnus and Alec had lent against the breakfast bar, opposite their eldest son sitting on the bar stool.
'How does the alliance rune work?'
Neither of them was prepared for that question-it was written all over their faces. They shared a glance. With that glance they shared a whole a conversation, Alec placed his hand gently on the back of Magnus' arm just above his elbow-their secret sign of support.
'Well, your Aunt Clary saw it just before the war with Valentine.' Magnus always said his name like that, as if it left a bitter taste in his mouth. His whole family did. Rafe hadn't heard it all, but he was sure it did.
Alec continued, they always spoke like this. Flowing perfectly one after the other-together.
'It binds the two who share it, I and your father share it with each other. I can use your Papas abilities, as he can use mine. I could use it to conjure a portal, and he could light up a seraph blade.'
They both got a faraway look in their eyes as Magnus finished.
'I'm almost certain that rune saved at least a thousand lives. Certainly mine and your Dads. But it was also a changing moment in the relationship between Shadowhunters and Downworlders. We fought side by side. It was truly incredible.'
Alec's arm had slid entirely around Magnus' waist as he'd been talking. Rafe's perfect example of the two worlds unity. They'd always taught him unity was strength. Love was power, and alliance was always the answer.
He knew exactly what needed to be done. He smiled broadly, a determined glint in his eye.
'Are they busy tonight?' They know who he meant. 'Can you get them over in the next half hour? Uncle Simon, Aunt Clary, and Papa are especially important. Uhh, don't tell Jace and Izzy I said that. Or Grandma.'
Alec chuckled. 'Sure buddy, your secrets safe with us, I wouldn't wanna inflict that on anybody. We'll give them all a call now. But, uh, why?'
'I'll explain when they get here, just get calling it needs to happen soon-its important.'
And with that he was gone, flying off the bar stool into the office leaving his parents to share a confused look before dialing the phone.
Exactly thirty minutes later his whole family was assembled in the living room, Rafe sat crossed legged on the coffee table in the center. Magnus and Alec, Alec with a leg slung lazily across his husbands lap, next to each other on the sofa. Jace next to Alec, with his Aunt Clary on the arm of the chair one foot in Jace's lap, the other on Simon's shoulder. Who'd been forced to sit on the floor for arriving last. Aunt Izzy and his grandma sat on the armchairs either ends of the coffee table. The only one missing was Max. Everyone noticed. Rafe began.
'Okay, so you've all noticed our little buddy blueberry isn't here. In fact, he hasn't left our room since we got back from training today.'
Concern spread across each of their faces. Magnus took Alec's hand.
'That's because today someone hurt him, pretty badly. And I don't mean just physically, although that too.'
The concern melted into horror, and cold rage in all of them. Even Rafe felt the buds of it rising again in his stomach. It was Simon who spoke. Always his Uncle Simon to hold some composure. He was good like that.
'What exactly, did they do to him, Rafael?' His voice quiet, as if he didn't really want to hear. He imagined they probably didn't. They'd known Max since he was a baby, tiny and defenseless. That image still hadn't really gone away. Even now he was ten, and able to do magic it took Warlocks hundreds of years to master, he was the family baby.
'Well first of all Max beat this kid in a race, totally fair and square. We got told to use any ability we had, and well Max just happens to be able to teleport. Really they should have been more specific. But anyways. This kid was not happy about that, jealous if you ask me. His pride was hurt, badly. He storms over to Max and calls him a cheater. Then punches him.'
The atmosphere in the room said it all. Fury filled every member of his family, he felt bad telling them about it but they needed to know for this to make sense. He ignored the nauseating feeling rising in his throat as he remembered the rest. He continued.
'This kid is big, I'm talking my age, a head taller than Max and five years of ShadowHunter training literally written all over him. He's towering over Max and I can feel it, you feel his magic you know? That shit is strong-'
'Language Rafael. Just because you're fifteen doesn't mean the rules are off the table.' Cut in his Grandmother.
'Right, sorry. I go jogging over ready to fight this kid for squaring up my baby brother when he swings for him. Now we all know, me from experience, you don't swing at Max. In seconds he's across the room right into a wall.'
They share a glance between them all. The kind only a group of concerned adults can understand. Jace nods at Rafe, silently telling him to go on. Jace is never good at speaking when he's angry.
'Obviously, I'm turning to Max to calm him down when someones shoving me aside and catches Max off guard. He was looking at me, not focussing you know? He gets him. Right in the stomach.' Rafe's voice shakes a little as he continues.
'I'm seeing red. Max is barely recovering when I'm up.I-I broke his nose. You guys can punish me for that later, I don't care about a consequence. But now this kid is humiliated and in pain. A bad combination in a jackass.'
'I can't believe the trainers just let this happen.' Interrupts Maryse. Her voice stern, but the edges laced with anger.
'They weren't there, the kid picked the exact time an important Clave message came through so the trainer had to leave or something. But that isn't the actual bad part, not really anyways. He's yelling at me. A lot of swearing and cursing my family name which I was about to punch him again for-when he notices Max healing a little graze on my elbow from where he pushed me earlier. By the angel, Max is so soft. This kid says stuff that has totally destroyed Max okay. It's bad. I dunno if Papa is even gonna wanna hear it. That kinda stuff.'
Alec squeezes his hand Clary subconsciously looks down at Simon. So does his Aunt Izzy. They aren't stupid, they know the kind of stuff he means. Blue sparks are rising from his Papas other hand, a small burn mark forming in the arm of the chair. His Dads other hand is tapping hard against his thigh. He can see the anger in his Uncle's shoulders, both of them rigid all over. His Aunt Clarys eyebrows were knotted so tightly together it must have been hurting. His Aunt Izzy had an expression that could have killed, he imagined she was wishing it could.
'Its okay sweet pea. I've lived enough years to hear this.' Despite the usually soothing nickname, his Papas tone was ice cold.
Rafes own voice shook, a lump had risen in his throat. He was going to cry.
'He said 'I don't even know why this dirty warlock is even allowed in. He's half demon. Look at what he just did to me, he's dangerous. I guess you really can't tame half breed.' At this point, I'm screaming at him. Ready to rip into him, because Max apologises to plants he steps on and heals injured birds and sleeps in Batman pajamas.' At this point the tears are streaming down Rafes face, his hands shaking.
'He's not dangerous. He's so little he was just scared. Then he turns to me and says the worst part. 'I don't get why you're defending him. You're worse than that dad of yours. A few years ago you'd be hanging his horns on your mantlepiece as a prize. Why is he even part of your twisted little family? He can't even use a seraph blade. You've been tainted by the dirty demons in your house and your faggot of a dad. He then threw a blade at Max and taunted him because he cant use it and told him we'd never be really equal, no matter how brainwashed I was.' Rafe has said it all so fast he was out of breath, the front of his shirt wet with tears.
'Max broke one of his arms and both parts of his left leg. Blew up a light bulb then ran out the room. It took me twenty minutes to catch up with him. He was practically glowing purple he wouldn't let me touch him.'
Everyone in the room was stunned into silence. They'd all surpassed anger into full-blown rage.
'That's why I needed you all to come over. I'm gonna show him we've been equal since his tiny toddler hands made me a flower out of thin air. Aunt Clary, you can still draw that alliance rune right?'
Clary took a moment to compose herself, wiping a tear and sitting up a little straighter and pulling her mouth into a smile.
'Yeah Rafe, I can.'
'Perfect. I'll go get him.'
Outside their bedroom door, Rafe could feel the ice cold sadness of Max's magic. He loved his brother more than anyone, feeling his sadness broke his heart.
'Blueberry,hermano. I've got something to give you. Everyone's here, well because they all care Maxy. You've just gotta come into the living room.' He whispered through the gap under the door.
After a moment the door opened, revealing a tear stain Max. His blue cheeks burning a bright red, Rafe only ever saw them do that when he laughed too hard. He swore they never be red from tears as long as he lived. His blue eyes puffy, curly hair scruffy and disheveled from having a pillow over his head. He hadn't even gotten changed out of his clothes, one trouser leg bunched up around his knee.
'Okay.' Was all he said, barely a whisper. He trailed behind Rafe into the living room.
Concerned eyes follow them both as Rafe goes back to the coffee table. He moves over and gestures for Max to sit next to him. He refuses. Max won't meet any of there eyes. Not even Simons. Max always favoured Simon a little, he could see the heartbreak on his uncles face.
Suddenly Rafe was angry. Angry someone had made his brother feel he didn't deserve to be with his own family Anger Max had believed him.
'Maxy, sit next to me.' He patted the spot next to him again and smiled up at him. 'Come on buddy.'
Max sat on the edge of the table looking down at his Star Wars socks. A gift from Simon the birthday after they'd watched them all together. Max looked like he was about to start burning them off. His parents were holding each others hands so tight their knuckles were white. His Papa looked close to tears but he was wearing his unglamoured eyes- a statement.
'Okay, Aunt Clary lets go.' Rafe stated a cold determination in his tone.
She drew the rune on a piece of paper, it flowing perfectly from her hand.
Rafe took the piece of paper and began copying the rune onto the palm of his hand.
'Turn and face me.' Max did, still not looking up keeping a distance between their knees. Rafe moved forward so they were touching and placed his palm over Max's heart.
'Now you listen to me, Maxwell. You're sat in the middle of a group of people who found a baby, who was bright blue and didn't even consider you being anywhere but with them. They gave you the name Max as a gift. You have a better heart and soul then many a shadowhunter, you can do way more than any of us ever could. So quit crying. And give me your hand.' Rafe smiled as his brother finally met his gaze and placed his hand palm up in his hand.
Rafe traced the rune.
A surge of magic flooded through his system and he almost fell off the table. But something had caught him. His own palm was holding him up, three inches off the ground.
'Now that. Is awesome' Rafe laughed, sat up and looked at his brother.
He handed him a witchlight.
Max hesitated for a moment, he closed his hand around the stone. He'd try this a few times before, the stone always remained cold and blank in his hand. When he opened his palm the stone was alight with a bright light, tinted slightly purple. His face lit up almost as bright as the stone in his hand, and suddenly the tension in the room snapped and everyone jumped and cheered.
'Equal, hermano.' Whispered Rafe, so only his brother could hear.
'Equal, brother.' Max beamed back, the light behind his eyes was enough thanks for Rafe.
The next day when the boys were training together, testing their new found skills Max noticed him coming. Rafe felt the spike in magic as he entered the training room-coming straight for Max.
'Haven't learned your lesson yet warlock?' He sneered.
'Let me make it clear. You can't use our weapons or our runes. So why are you even here?' He dangled a seraph blade in front of Max's face and laughed.
Max took it from him, smiled and lit it up.
Rafe had never been prouder, and when they walked home Max was practically dancing down the street in joy.
That night all the family were over for dinner, Max smiled the entire time.
Imagine if one of their kids got into something like baseball and Alec has literally no idea what’s happening but he’s cheering for his child no matter what. He’s the Dad that spends his time reading baseball for dummies cause his youngest wanted to join tee ball. Anything his kid likes he tries his best to understand it. Meanwhile magnus probably spent some years on the dodgers and could coach the team
alec: touchdown!
magnus: this is baseball
alec: i’m trying to be supportive
meanwhile magnus gets Way Too Into his kids’ sports. he’s the parent about to physically fight the referee and bad mouthing all the sports moms.
I just finished the new episode and the only thing I was disappointed in was the fact that the crazy lady-warlock (Can’t remember her name, sorry, Irene or something, but she gives warlocks a bad name so who cares about her anyway!) took Madzie with her! I wanted Alec to bring her to Magnus like: “Hi, I…”
And Magnus would be turning around to greet him and stop mid-motion with a confused look.
“Hi Alexander…?” And then he’d turn fully to Madzie and smile at her.
“And just who might this little princess be?”
And Alec wouldn’t be able to help himself (seriously, how is this perfect PERFECT man in his life? It’s a damn miracle!?) and he’d smile and say:
“This is Madzie. She… ehm I found her at Irene’s and I can’t take her to the institute so I was thinking if…” and before he even finishes the sentence Magnus has walked right up to them, not taking his eyes off of Madzie and he says:
“If I wouldn’t mind taking her in? Of course not! Hey, Madzie was it? Have you ever seen Moana, the new Disney movie? It’s great, really a favorite of mine actually! Would you care to join me in watching it tonight?”
And then he’d steal her out of Alec’s arms and put her on the floor before offering his hand for her to take if she’s like to. It takes a few seconds of consideration, but eventually she grabs his hand in a careful grip and that’s when Magnus looks up at Alec again, only to find his boyfriend staring at him and Madzie with this goofy look on his face. So, without missing a beat, Magnus reaches up to press a small kiss to Alec’s cheek before walking towards the TV with Madzie and calling over his shoulder:
“Are you coming, Alec?”
Other than that it was great, Clary grieved, I cried like a freaking baby, Jace smiled (I’m not ready to accept the drugs-part with Izzy yet… My queen and savior better be fine or I will slay someone!), the Clalec-shippers got their asses handed to them curtesy of Alec Lightwood and Simon finally told his mother! Now I’m looking forward to more Luke and to see how he’s dealing with all of this in the coming episodes please! (Also, just got the question of it was ok to Reblog this if you agree and yes ofc it is! Unless I say otherwise, anything I post is Rebloggable!)
One of my favorite hc’s is that Alec and Magnus’s kids constantly send them videos and updates of their kids. Alec will check his phone during slow office hours and will be welcomed of a selfie of his daughter in Hong Kong eating noodles with her friends and a video of the street performer that his son saw on patrol. Magnus will constantly get postcards from cities that his children visit and he tucks each of them into a scrapbook. They’re just a family that loves each other
yeah!!!! you’re so right. especially their warlock kids will go a long time without actually Talking to them but they’ll constantly get stuff in the mail and texts and videos. and magnus and alec are just so happy they’re doing well but are still like “why don’t you ever call ungrateful ass kids” bc they’re old grumpy dads with big ole hearts <3
Alec lightwood is the parent that takes time every day to make his kids elaborate lunch boxes with sandwiches cut out with hearts and handwritten notes. Magnus is the parent to bring home small trinkets and toys that he saw that reminded him of his kids and he loves making them happy. They are both the parents that give amazing hugs and amazing encouraging advice
alec hides encouraging notes around the house for his kiddos. when he knows something is wrong but they aren’t ready to talk/don’t know what to say he sends them fire messages of love and encouragement that way he isn’t pressuring them but they still know that he sees and cares about them. magnus puts spells on toys and trinkets he gets for his kids. like spells of protection and courage and stuff so he knows that they’re always looked after even when he can’t see them.
Magnus is the Dad to call everyone cute nicknames and everyone loves it until he calls out “sweetheart can you come here?” And he gets his husband, 3 kids, and their dog and they are all very confused
yeah man absolutely but may i raise you this: magnus being the dad (and eventually grandpa :’)) that gets stuck on names. he goes through like five names before he finally makes it to the one that belongs to the person he’s actually addressing. but his kids and grandkids and alec all know who he’s actually talking about and to bc of his tone of voice. he gets shit for it but he’s just like “yk what a couple hundred years does to a man’s memory??”
The Clave tries to makeAlec retire from head of the Institute cause his kids cause absolute havoc and he is too soft!! Why does it matter if his son almost burned down a warehouse? It was empty and she practicing tough magic! Honestly the hunter deserved getting thrown into the Hudson, my daughter said he was being beyond rude. Magnus can’t believe how easily Alec melts when faced with a pair of puppy dog eyes and a pout. (Magnus only gives in for a good reason and maybe some tears)
yeah man alec will gives his kids the moon if they even halfway indicate they’re interested while magnus is a lot harder to manipulate. it’s not impossible, but he makes them work for it. i don’t think alec would give them too much run of the institute because shadowhunters are assholes and they’re baby downworlders but if they happen to sneak off and cause a little trouble then really,,, what can one do?
