#I'm going to impress him by showing him my very rare and highly sought after spotlight and blackout skylanders

[meownotgood]

au where I help aki heal his inner child by forcing him to play all of the games I hyperfixated on in my youth

[alexanderlightweight]

First of all, thank you so much for sharing your talent with the rest of us. It is a splendid thing to behold.

Secondly, I am constantly enthralled by the line you walk with your writing, wherein it is darkly themed, violent and so often basely driven world building, but has the essence of freedom and a deeply visceral love for that which touches the main characters. It is a fearsome and lovely thing to behold, and I thank you for the privilege of consuming it.

A prompt for your Wednesday, if you feel so inclined: as a deeply ritualistic and militaristic society, I imagine that there would be uniform items, headdresses and perhaps adornments (jewelry maybe?) that the Shadowhunters would hold in very high esteem-- with the expectation that no other creature would dare to tarnish it's symbolic value by wearing it when it wasn't earned or deserved. What is Alec found something that resembled one of these items in Magnus' home one day? How would he debase himself in marvelling over it? or how might he show off for Magnus with it? or how might he show how owned he is with it?

Thanks again for your amazing additions to our literary hall that is AO3. And please do not feel pressured if this doesn't tickle your fancy at all!

ah this was an incredibly sweet ask and prompt at the same time and i appreciate it! i do love writing and reading dark but i do prefer my malec with a side of shadow fluff ^_^ also the way you wrote about my writing is just.

i am over here very happy flapping because that is just, some of the nicest things anyone has said about my writing and i appreciate it. i very much love how you described my writing.

oh i have so many headcanons about shadowhunter and warlock cultures and i actually have a couple asks focusing on that and i'm excited to fill them with my headcanons but yes okay so here. this definitely tickled my fancy it just had to wait until i could go find the pieces i liked so i could share them.

this is my headcanon for Commander's face pieces and the single nose piece is for their SIC and there is another single piece that could be for teams. i'm big into the idea that they use adamas way more than they're shown in the show and that it's also used for things like buttons/transformative weapons like Izzy's hairstick/bracelet

finally the fill! i hope you enjoy!

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Alec considers the face piece in front of him, and he reaches out with careful, reverent fingers to delicately touch the metal.

“Is it that impressive?” Magnus asks from behind and Alec almost drops his fingers, before he remembers that Magnus told him he could touch anything in here.

“They’re very rare. It’s considered an honor to have one but arrogance to wear it, considering how much adamas goes into the design.” Alec hesitates as he presses his fingers to the sharp grooves and edges, “the designs are different based on Institute’s. Circlets or face coverings that signified rank in the field and also protected the faces from disfigurement to be easier to identify.”

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Magnus can’t exactly deck Alexander in adamas when it would be confiscated by the clave and it’s a fight they don’t need to have, but that doesn’t mean he can’t get what he wants.

After all, platinum is a highly sought after metal and Magnus has plenty of it and not a single being will dare begrudge him using it as he wants. It’s with that in mind that Magnus magically sends bars of pure, magical grade platinum and the blueprints of what he wants.

“Alexander, let me dress you?” Magnus asks days later, and his boy nods and smiles sleepily at him from the gold sheets Magnus kissed him to sleep on. The platinum thread chain that rests around Alexander’s ankle glints and Magnus bends and kisses it, rubbing the skin under the metal with his thumb and magic. “Are you sure?” Magnus asks as he kisses next to the chain and Alexander hooks his ankle around Magnus’ neck and pulls him closer.

“You said you wanted me chained to your bed.” Alexander reminds him teasingly and Magnus kisses up Alexander’s chest until hands grip his hair and tug him up to meet hungry, plush lips.

“I did say that.” Magnus agrees, like he has every time they have this conversation. Alexander sighs fondly and then his lips press adoringly to Magnus’ cheeks and forehead. “I do want this.” Because he does, he wants an incredible amount and the fact that Alexander is willing to give Magnus what he wants sets Magnus’ blood on fire.

However, Magnus also burns to be assured that Alexander wants this, because it makes his surrender all the sweeter.

“The clave can hardly take me away if I’m bound by magic and platinum.” Alexander reminds him, which had been part of the selling point Magnus had used.

“Alright, you’ve convinced me.” Magnus says, as if this were Alexander’s idea all along and his love huffs out a laugh and presses a kiss to Magnus’ cheek.

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“Oh, don’t you look stunning.” Magnus murmurs from behind him and Alec carefully adjusts the platinum, so it sits across his face, and he turns to smirk at Magnus.

Golden eyes are blown wide, and a hand comes up to clasp Alec’s jaw and Magnus is staring at him hungrily.

“Darling, you should explain it very quickly, as I my attention span won't last very long with you looking like this."

“The less elaborate design is for second-in-command’s or heirs in training.” Alec explains as he pets over the platinum that Magnus must have commissioned for him. “They’re imbued with runes and used to help identify the faces of lost hunters, because the demons can’t eat the faces if protected with adamas. We have a limited supply of adamas however, and the tradition fell out of practice.” Alec lets the second faceplate rest back on the velvet as he shuts the box it’s in.

“What do you think, Magnus? How do I look to you?”

“You look like you belong to me, far more than you ever did the clave.” Magnus tells him and Alec wonders what he is thinking, to have Alec like this in front of him, practically desecrating the clave’s revered artifacts.

“Well, I suppose it’s not wrong.” Alec tells him and he feels a warm thrill as Magnus presses close and kisses him, the angle strange with the platinum getting in the way. Alec’s breath comes heavier as Magnus gets a fist into his hair and pulls, so that Alec’s mouth is open for kisses as Magnus presses the platinum into both of their skin in his eagerness.

“No, it’s not wrong.” Magnus agrees, pulling away with slick lips that Alec has to chase, to lick over and then he’s pulling back, and Magnus is looking at him with delight. “When it’s time, I’m going to take you like this to the Spiral Labyrinth, darling. I’m going to show everyone how much you belong to me, and how much more you revere me, even above your clave and angel.”

Alec nods, dazed and consumed by how much he wants what Magnus is saying and he leans forward and rests the cool metal against Magnus’ jaw.

“Sounds nice—” he assures Magnus, and he snuggles that little bit closer, because the Elders of the Labyrinth are old. Every single one of them is going to know and recognize what it means that Alec is wearing a faceplate that ties him to Magnus, over the clave. Alec can’t go out and wear warlock made, shadowhunter designed pieces, and expect it not to be noticed.

However, he thinks as dark satisfaction flares in him, Alec wants to be noticed, this time. Let every single shadowworlder know who Alec belongs to, who he has pledged himself to and let them know that behind Magnus is the full fury of a once promising heir of Alicante.

Alec may no longer have the political capitol he once had, or the power, but he has knowledge and sometimes that’s the most dangerous thing to possess.