#tv!malec

[orphaned-malecblog]

Yay! Malec Week! I’d love to see TV!Malec doing Ice dancing, since I know for a fact that Magnus will be getting hellot of sparkly shirts. GO GET’EM MAGNUS!!

[likelovelikesuicide]

Prompt: Cornered (Malec 1.13)

(This is an extended scene from episode. 1.13 - and includes a scene of Magnus and Alec distracting each other while checking out Camille’s place)

1.13 (Malec) - Cornered

“I thought the underground parking was nice.” Simon whispers to Clary in hopes of breaking the awkward silence as they follow Izzy, Alec, and Magnus out of the elevator, and into Camille’s lavish apartment.

“Wow, you’ve got a lot of books,” Alec says, taking in an office that looks more like a library. All four walls are floor to ceiling shelves of books, making the search for one specific book a lot more daunting.

“I’ve got a lot of time on my hands,” Camille put in dismissively before turning her attention to a man entering the room who spoke only to her. “Welcome home Madam Belcourt.”

The small group moved around as Camille's acquaintance lavished her with regard. Alec remained next to Magnus and his sister, wide eyed as they surveyed their surroundings.

“This place creeps me out,” Izzy said from beside Magnus, looking around, her eyes as wide as Alec’s.

“Yeah, we should check the perimeter.” Alec suggests, still taking in the room, hyper aware of Magnus beside him.

“Good idea, if I know Camille, she’ll have a trick or three up her sleeve,” Magnus gestures Alec away, looking back at Izzy with a coy smile. He’d done his part to fulfill whatever deal Camille had made with Clary and Simon. He was anxious to put as much distance as possible between himself and her again.

Doing a quick sweep with his magic, Magnus scanned the loft. There were at least two dozen people milling about in the seven rooms around them, but he had no way of knowing if their alliance was with Camille or Valentine. Not that either option was preferable.

Alec stayed close as they made their way down an empty but overdone hallway, his bow in hand as they turned the first corner and found an open door to another of Camille's libraries.

“Seriously she’s got a lot of books.” Alec muses his eyes growing wider. Magnus can't help but huff in disdain. He knows Camille well enough to know that she hasn’t necessarily read all of the books on these shelves, but she’s a collector. Whether it be possessions or people, she always had to have the most, of everything.

“Alexander, I feel I should apologize for Camille’s behavior earlier.” Magnus started, his voice quiet. In truth, he felt terrible for letting Camille get the jump on him like that. He was distracted by his interest and involvement with the Shadowhunters. He should have registered that she would smell angel blood in the air for before he took notice. She had the perfect moment to interfere, an action that was very like her, he’d been a fool to fall for it. “We’ve known each other for many years and she's...?”

“Insane?” Alec offers, disinterested. Despite the fact that he didn’t know much about Camille, he knew enough to ascertain her intentions to be an instrument of trouble for anyone around her. While seeing her kiss Magnus had made his stomach flip horribly, he refused to give her the pleasure of knowing how much he wanted to slit an arrow through her cold dead heart.

“You caught that?” Magnus asks, his insecurity over-exacerbated by their current surroundings. He hadn’t been to this loft in many years, and he couldn’t help the twinge of change. It was a shame, really, he could swore his ex lover used to have good taste.

“She'd have to be to let you get away.” Alec says absentmindedly, his focus on sweeping their way through another empty hallway. Magnus freezes on the spot, desire and shock coursing through his veins. For his part, Alec didn’t seem to register what he’d said, but the words made Magnus’ heart skip a beat.

As Alec begins move towards the next room, he looks back, noting Magnus’ absence beside him.

With a sway in his step Magnus approaches Alec, his hands reaching for the young Shadowhunters broad chest, close enough to caress the labels of his leather jacket.

“You know, Alexander, there's only so many times I can reschedule dinner before the hostess gets suspicious.” Magnus says as he leans forward, too close but not close enough.

Alec has only a moment to wonder if Magnus was remembering their first, stolen kiss with as much clarity as he is, before they are both yanked apart, seraph blades lighting up against their throats. Unwilling to fight against their captures with the other in such immediate danger, they are pulled into another room where Valentine is waiting. His circle members holding each of the others at bay as their leader instructs Jace on his options.

The threat is simple. If Jace doesn’t follow him, they all die.

Alec knew his parabatai would shoulder this burden, label himself a traitor in the eyes of the Clave if it meant keeping his family safe. As he grabbed Clary before she could run headlong into a vanishing portal, he vowed to find a way to save his brother from the clutches of a madman. Then he’d find time to have that first date with Magnus.

[steven-grant-gift-shoppist]

Awwww.

[likelovelikesuicide]

Forever and A Day (Malec 2.12 Follow Up)

 Forever and a Day

It’s a rare, quiet evening when Magnus and Alec get to be alone together without someone barging in seeking help for their most recent personal catastrophe.  But after another long day they had finally been able to enjoy a romantic dinner together without being disturbed. Upon returning to the loft, slightly buzzed they found themselves cuddled close together under a blanket on the balcony. The lights and sounds of the mundane city served as a tranquil backdrop in their moment of peace.

Alec was oddly splayed across the sofa, his long legs hanging off the end while his head rested on Magnus’ chest and lap at the same time. One arm wrapped around his boyfriend, while the other hand fiddled with the rings on Magnus’ fingers. More relaxed than he could remember being in years, Alec breathed in the deep scent of sandalwood, herbs and magic that was distinct to his lover. It was a scent that made his entire body sing. It was a scent that felt like home.

The last few days had been nothing short of life altering for both of them. Between Valentine, the Clave and the rest of the demons they seemed to be fighting regularly as of late, the High Warlock and the Elite Shadowhunter barely had time to breath. Let alone find a spare evening to simply be in love, and in the presence of each other, which was really the only thing Alec or Magnus truly wanted right now.

Even after so many years, Magnus was pleased to find that life could still surprise him. It was unheard of, absurd really. A shadowhunter and a warlock… not just any Shadowhunter, but a man raised to be an advisory. An enemy. A. Lightwood. 

“Could I ask you an odd question?” Magnus hadn’t meant to say it out loud, and when Alec looked up, Magnus’ eyes were on the horizon, seemingly lost in thought.

“Of course,” Alec mumbled into Magnus’ shirt, his voice tired. He looked so comfortable, nestled across his boyfriend like a giant puppy. Magnus hated to have disturbed him. “What is it?” Alec inquired when Magnus didn’t continue, his voice slightly more present as he placed a feather-light kiss to the underside of Magnus’ chin.

“After our first date, when we got home. You were... you said you thought you should go and I suppose I just wondered...” Magnus took a deep breath, too ragged and harsh for his elegance and with his ear pressed against his boyfriends heart, Alec thought he heard the beat skip as he asked. “What made you turn back?”

Alec took a long moment to lift his head and then his affectionate eyes locked onto Magnus. It was unlike anything he’d ever experienced with a lover before, almost as though this boy. His Alexander, was seeing everything he’d ever wanted in an ancient, lonely old warlock with trust issues and a fetish for antiques.

“This.” Alec says simply, his eyes somehow softening further.  “The way you make me feel, the way I feel about you.” Alec swallows hard as he sits up, shifting closer and stumbling over his words. “That night, our first date, I admit I was scared. I didn’t know what to do or what to expect and... well, I thought you might not be so... interested once you knew how inexperienced I was. But I …”

Alec seemed to shake himself as he shuffled, moving Magnus with him and the stoic soldier returned.   

“What I mean to say is that, I didn’t want to go, Magnus.” Alec laughed bashfully, his eyes downcast for a moment before he looked up and pecked Magnus’ lips in a sweet, yet lopsided way. “I wanted to kiss you. That entire night, I wanted to pull you into my arms and just...”

Alec kisses him properly then, slightly harder than he meant to but they both quickly melted into it. The kissed lasted for a few moments, as they both moved in odd ways to shift impossibly closer together. When their lips parted, Alec was caressing Magnus’ cheek as he whispered. “And so we’re clear, I never want to walk away from this. From us.”

For a long moment Magnus couldn’t find his voice, spellbound by Alec’s sincerity. Under Alec’s gaze, sitting in Alec’s embrace, Magnus had never felt more cherished, more safe, or unquestionably loved.

“I will forever treasure every day we have together.” Magnus began, his breath hitching as he kissed his way across Alec’s jaw, causing him to shiver under the touch. Then his lips were moving down to his boyfriend’s chest while he seamlessly crawled into his lap. Once he’d managed to wedge himself across Alec properly, he sat up, resting his body on Alec’s as he tenderly pulled him closer.

Magnus held Alec’s cheek as he leaned forward, whispering against his lips between kisses, “And I will be by your side for as long my immortal life allows.”

It was about a hundred kisses later, as they lingered close together, lost in each; when a loud knock on the door startled them both. They froze for a moment, exchanging equally annoyed looks at the sound of Jace huffing about warlock security from the hallway. With a flourish, Magnus portaled himself and Alec to his flat in Paris, not interested in having their night interrupted. His ancient heart skipped a beat when Alec giggled against his lips as they fell into bed under the lights of the Eiffel Tower.

[heauxze]

nnn since iss shadowhunters season again id like to remind some of u demons that its okay to love and appreciate malec as a mlm relationship but please dont fetishize them any more than theyve already been

[cianlynch97]

Can we just appreciate and laugh at the fact that malec could’ve been known as agnus