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cheek 😍💜

Magnus had held Alec’s cheeks tenderly between his hands as if Alec was simply sleeping, wiping the blood bits by bit until there was nothing left.

Blood and torn limbs surrounded them, yet Magnus’s utter silence spelled more danger than them all.

[carelessflower]

CW // blood

case: loosely inspired by multiverse of madness

title: paint the ruins with your blue

relationship: Magnus Bane/Alec Lightwood

(intended) posting schedule: soon :)

crime detected: several

kill count: +++

context: alec never came back from that council meeting. The shadoworld lost their supposed-to-be consul, magnus lost his alexander. something snapped, and this time, there was no one could hold magnus back.

you can listen to the playlist for this au here (i would recommend madness and dont blame me on repeat they are basically the vibe for this au)

tag list:  @magnus-the-maqnificent​ @literallytypogod​ @ukisteria​  @wtf-is-reality​ @sleepy-magnus​ @steven--with-a-v​ @sociallyineptbibliophile​ @queenlilith43​ @khaleesiofalicante​ @wandererbyheart​  @raziyekroos​  @onetimetwotimesthreetimess​ @alexandergideonslightwood​ @awecwightwood​ @priorities-as-straight-as-alec​ @elettralightwood​ @dustandducks​ @noah-herondale-lightwood​ @deliciousdetectivestranger​ @delightfullyterrible @letsgofortacos​ (if you wanna be added or removed please tell me)

[carelessflower]

paint the ruins with your blue snippet to balance the odds :>

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Jace had known plenty of madmen in his life, put a stop to more than he would like to admit. None were the same, yet all too similar. A shared superiority complex. Massacre. Fire if those fuckers were feeling like ruining Jace's hair. 

And someone's selfish desire, a soul-sucking promise land that would turn forests into deserts to keep itself green.

To Jace, none of those qualities should apply to Magnus. Maybe that was what scared him.

"Magnus." Not just once, Jace longed for his parabatai's soothing presence and careful words. Alec always knew what to say in a diplomatic disaster. Now all Jace had was his blade and a shattered bond that would never mend. "The Clave doesn't know exactly what happened at the Seelie Court, but it, it's getting worse. There's only so much Jia can do before they issue a kill order."

Jace's hand instinctively found his left shoulder, where his parabatai's rune had been, hoping it could calm him down. 

"You-whatever you doing, this stop here and now. I won't let you destroy yourself in my brother's name. Undo the spell, take Max and Rafael and go into hiding. It's what Alec would have wanted.”

Magnus's eyes snapped up to meet Jace's for the first time. Swirling storms of amber and green. Slitted pupils. The other man had stopped glamouring them after that day.

Magnus started playing with the ring-the only ring adorned his left hand, "And if I say no?" 

The air around Jace was choking with magic.

"Do you intend to stop me, Jonathan?"

because of the protective!magnus thread i suddenly remember this au exist and making it everyone’s problem @magnus-the-maqnificent @onetimetwotimesthreetimess @raziyekroos @steven--with-a-v @dustandducks @elettralightwood

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CW: major character death, implied of torture, mention of corpse

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Izzy remembered the smell of blood. The bitter aftertaste of copper and sulfur, so sickening it toppled the bile in her throat and the grip she had on her whip.

She didn’t have to slash her way through the crowd, she didn’t even have to use her weapon. The damage had already been done.

Magnus was clutching Alec’s broken form between his hands, completely stilled.

Izzy could not save her brother. She was late again. 

An ugly sob broke out before Izzy could realize it. The black sweater pulled around her lap suddenly felt heavier, she pulled it closer to her chest, and let the familiar scent wrap around her body. She suspected Alec knew she secretly stacked some of his sweaters away in her bedroom, he just didn’t say anything. Alec was good like that. The best big brother anyone could ask for.

And now he’s gone, leaving the world in disarray.

Izzy had expected the blood. The scream, the agony, the lashing out. She herself had razed through the remnants of the Cohort, turning grief and anger into deadly slices of her whip, hoping it could dim the pain of her own.

She fought until there was nothing left. Clary and Simon already collapsed on the floor out of exhaustion. In her mind, there was no doubt that Jace was doing the same, or even more. 

And Magnus–

Magnus was going on a rampage.

But it was cold, controlled, every piece in the scheme falling down like dominoes.

The corpse of Lazlo Balogh hung outside the Council Hall, forsaken pieces ripped apart by magic, then messily stitched back in a twisted joy. 

Some messages didn’t need to be spelled out.

He got what he deserved. No one had dared to pick up Lazlo’s body. So will the rest. 

-snippet from a loosely inspired Multiverse of Madness au cause i have several issues

taglist: @magnus-the-maqnificent @onetimetwotimesthreetimess @elettralightwood @raziyekroos @wtf-is-reality @dustandducks @thelightofthebane (if anyone interested to get on the taglist for this au please say so)